Usually I stay away from these Facebook groups, but my cousin just invited me to join the “Honestly, I hate Weezer” group and I couldn’t resist. Because, well, I hate Weezer. Read the rest of this entry »
Archive for December, 2009
I woke up in a cold sweat this morning after having the worst nightmare. Read the rest of this entry »
I had all four of my girls home this weekend, which was a lot of fun. Until they started getting mean, peeing themselves, destroying the house we’re trying to sell, and demanding I buy them things I couldn’t afford if my last name was Gates. Read the rest of this entry »
I know I get overly excited about certain action movies because I’m developmentally stuck at age 12. And, yes, I like movies with good one-liners and characters I wish I could be like. And, of course, I’m a sucker for hot actresses kicking ass to the sound of AC/DC and Black Sabbath. Read the rest of this entry »
Memo to self: Let the dogs out before committing suicide.
Not that I’m going to commit suicide, or would condone such a thing. That’s terrible. However, don’t do it when you’re dogs are shut in the house with you. Especially if you’d like an open casket. Read the rest of this entry »
My friend Mila sent me this and I must share:
In 1986, Peter Davies was on holiday in Kenya after graduating from Northwestern University .
On a hike through the bush, he came across a young bull elephant standing with one leg raised in the air.
The elephant seemed distressed, so Peter approached it very carefully. Read the rest of this entry »
They had to shut down three lanes on the Bay Bridge overnight because workers, while working on the last screwy problem that shut it down for many days, discovered yet another screwy problem that required them to shut it down partially.
Have I mentioned that I still haven’t driven over this stupid thing since they re-configured it in September?
I think it’s time for the state to start selling bonds to build a fleet of submarines running from Oakland to San Francisco and back. That’s our only hope. Because once they get the next problem squared away, another will surface. Then another. Then another. Then the whole bridge will simply fall into the bay. Then the new bridge will explode.
By the way, I do have to go to San Francisco on Thursday; to a place I can’t access via BART. Before I leave, I’ll be loading up on anti-anxiety medication, stocking my car with scuba equipment and wearing a hard hat. That still might not be enough to save me.
There’s a short film bouncing around out there detailing a 1963 experiment during which the British Army gave some soldiers LSD and watched as they tried performing their duties. It’s like the opening scene from “Pineapple Express” in real life (may be inappropriate for kids). My favorite part is when the guy climbs the tree to feed the birds. Read the rest of this entry »
A reporter who I recognize but couldn’t name if you put a gun to my head and a cameraman from KPIX Channel 5 are here, interviewing our film guru Barry Caine about the movie “The Blind Side” (wait – I think it’s Sheri Hu – and I’m sure the spelling isn’t right. Someone must’ve just put a gun to my head). Anyway, I’m considering my options which, at this point, seems to be the following: