Stand by, my friends!

Okay so I watched McCain's acceptance speech repeated on CSpan tonight, pretty underwhelming, but I decided to liveblog it, since I didn't have anyone watching with me to make snarky comments.

I'll post that tomorrow, because homeslice McCain made me too sleepy to post it tonight.

John McCain- You Buggin.

Okay, you guys. I totally think Diddy/P. Diddy/Puff Daddy/Sean Combs is one of the most overrated rappers/producers ever. He raps slower than most people talk. Most of his lines are "heh-eh-eh". He was the maker of Vote or Die. That was stupid. He has a bunch of dumb reality shows. Boo. Now he vlogs. That's pretty annoying.

THAT SAID. There's this:



He basically said everything everyone was thinking about the Palin choice, except way less eloquently, with more f-bombs, and while spinning on something. (Merry go round? Segway?) Thank you, Diddy.

I just thanked Diddy.


(Tip o' the hat to videogum.com, a good site if your looking for a new addiction.)

A moose in every pot, an SUV in every garage.

Sarah Palin, you guys. I have no words. And yet, I have so many jokes.

This isn't about woman bashing. I'm a woman. This isn't about being mad Hillary Clinton didn't win the nomination, or the vp pick for Obama. I'm a Hillary, too.

This is about McCain picking the most random person ever for his vice presidential running mate. Let's just start by listing 10 things that are funny about this pick:

1. Alaska is hilarious.
2. She has been abroad twice. And no, Canada doesn't count.
3. She's governor of a state with less than 700,000 people.
4. She was a mayor of a city with less than 7,000 people.
5. No one knows how to pronounce her last name yet.
6. Two words: Hockey mom.
7. McCain talked to her twice before picking her. Ever.
8. She was born in Idaho.
9. She was a runner up to Miss Alaska.
10. Not only does she have 5 kids, their names are: Track, Bristol, Willow, Piper, Trig. Wha?

This is definitely not my last Sarah Palin post, because she is a comedy goldmine. It's gonna be a funny 65 days...

(p.s. I didn't intend to start every post with a homemade lol, but maybe i will from now on.)

To Do List

Hello out there, faithful reader(s)! (Who am I kidding with that 's'?) I'm back thanks to a little prodding and also some boredom. I'm relearning what it's like to be alone most of the time outside of work, which is okay since I have good only child genes. That pretty intense loneliness sets in in waves though, despite my best efforts.

The Olympics are helping with evening entertainment, I've tried to keep up with going to the gym, election time is ramping up again, but I need to organize my thoughts (in no particular order) and get on track to make it through the end of 2008...

Here we go:
1. Post something on the blog. (done and done)
2. Lose those last five pounds.
3. Get a hobby/take an SBCC class.
4. Dig up the remaining friends in SB, and hang out.
5. Read more.
6. Write more.
7. Take a *%#@ing vacation!
8. Go to Houston to see the 'rents.
9. Write letters to someone in Cincinnati regularly.
10. Open a Roth IRA.

I'd say that most of my friends' lives are in flux right now-- new jobs, new cities, starting school again--all exciting adventures. I'm really excited for all of them, whether they are excited or not.

I don't really find myself longing for a new job, a new city, and I certainly don't want to go back to school now/yet/most likely ever. I am jealous of something new though, but I'm not enough of a risk taker to do anything about it.

I think I miss learning new things, and I take for granted the things I learn at work everyday. I've been at my job for two years now, so I have the hang of it, but I'm intrigued as to what the next few years hold.

New job? Definitely by the end of 2010. Thanks, term limits.
New city? Maybe Sac, maybe L.A., but I'd love to stay in Santa Barbara. (Duh.)
Back to school? Only if I burn out hardcore and apply to the Teacher Education Program at UCSB that gives you a credential and an M.Ed. in one year.

Pero, quien sabe?

Sometimes it's fun to think of the future when nothing is going on in the present...

Visual Musak

While you wait for a new blog post...



Thanks to N for the Getty trip!

My weather is better than your weather.

Things are good.

For some reason, and I bet that reason is Spring weather, all the old comadres have been coming to Santa Barbara for nostalgia, burritos, and the occasional beverage. We've also realized that something happens after graduation from college that tames the party animal within. We talk a seriously big game, about how we're going to go downtown like we used to, dance up a storm, and get crunk. Then we just have a beer with dinner and start yawning.

The good news is, the weather has been megaperfect (despite a few heavy winds) and wandering outside has been the order of the day. There truly is nothing like Spring in Southern California. It makes me get up actually feeling awake, simply because it's sunny and birds are tweeting. I find excuses to go outside during the day at work (no, no, intern. allow me to take those to the post office.) and the weekends are filled with strolling around and sitting outside.

The two places I have lived in California, which Jo noted are both vacation destinations, Palm Springs and Santa Barbara, have different climates- one being hot as the core of the sun, and the other being fairly temperate and in the sixties or seventies pretty much all the time. But even with the Summer desert heat of 115 degrees (not hyperbole) there is still a window in the Spring where you neeeeed to be outside at all times. Every year when this gorgeous weather sets in, a wave of memories of my first few SoCal Springs comes rushing back, and they make me smile.

Taking a detour after school to a friend's house to "study". Ahem. Right.

Coming home and getting in the pool after being on a long hot schoolbus ride.

Reminding myself how lucky I was that I was no longer in the clutches of the Deep South, and that no matter how much the golf courses were irrigated, it would never be that humid.

Just, yanno, being fifteen.

I don't know if this great weather automatically makes me happier, or if it is only supplementing other good times. I seem to have found an individual who I strangely find both attractive and excellent company, who somehow feels the same about me. I'm not saying it's impossible, but it has been a long time since I was with anyone I actually liked. So, that's neat.

For all you kids on the East Coast, I'm sorry your weather blows goats. Don't try to deny it, because I was just there and unless I had a job that was perfect that paid at least $80k, it would be impossible to get me there. And for my peeps out in Eastern Europe, I'm just saying, get the eff back here, because I know you miss the weather, and like, cable tv that isn't solely Russian porn.

Sidetracked for serious.

K, so I had all these grand plans to do a lot of writing. Took a trip to D.C. and engaged in hooliganism. Well instead of writing a bunch of crap about myself this weekend, I find this incredible blog via Feministing.

Her nom de blog is the Muslim Hedonist, and to sum it all up, the subtitle of the blog is

Yes, there IS life after de-hijabing and leaving polygamy...but reinventing yourself isn't easy.

I read the most recent posts, and then am so intrigued by her story and writing style that I am slowly but surely sifting through her entire archive. She began writing while she was still in a polygamist situation, which brings out some intensely personal and painful issues, which she shares bravely.

Another twist to her story is that she is a white woman who converted to Islam 23 years ago. After living in a very conservative and traditional Muslim community in Canada, she struggles to find who she really is, dissecting all the different ways she identifies.

All I can say is, you should go there and read it. Make sure you have serious time to commit because it will suck you in.

Stupid stories about my life will resume shortly. Oh and thanks goes to H. Buck for getting back into the blog game!