Wednesday, July 20, 2005

Summer in the City

In the summer, the city hosts an outdoor film festival. It's basically a movie in a big park. Last night we saw Annie Hall. I'd never been before (would you believe last summer there were thunderstorms during every movie?) and I loved it! Annie Hall is a Woody Allen film about (you guessed it) relationships. Since he is so not sexy, I must admit I cringed a little every time he tried to get amorous with someone, but the movie was funny and I recommend it.
Other highlights of the evening included a lively debate between some people sitting to the side of us and a couple that came 2 minutes before the movie started. The couple tried to claim a spot right in front of the people who were already established. That didn't go over well since the other people had staked their claim long before. Just before it came to blows, the couple finally won by putting their cardboard box down in defiance. They then proceeded to sleep (loud snoring and all) through the entire movie.

Tuesday, July 19, 2005

Sexy Pirates and Penguins

I really got a kick out of two things today-
Road Runner's posting about the penguins - a must see. There are pictures that are adorable! She's right - you will want a penguin too.

On an entirely different note (but same family), Road Runner's brother provided me with an answer to the always pressing "what shall I be for Halloween" question. To get your own sexy pirate costume, please see the comment under my "blogjam" post. Ahhh...reminds me of my sorority days when I would go dress up as Sexy Nurse or a French Maid, then have pillow fights with my "sisters."
Anyone else who went to University of Chicago will know what I'm talking about.
(translation - definitely kidding!)
And for the record - RR's brother seemed appropriately creeped out by the costumes.

The big 3-0

My birthday came and went. I tried to post a blog on that day, but for some reason I couldn't post. Since I was in a much better mood then than I am today, I will try and resurrect the spirit of that email.
I thought I would be dreading my 30th birthday. Turns out, I loved it! I feel like I can look at my budding wrinkles and say, "what do you expect, I'm 30." I also get to say stuff like, "when you're older, you'll understand." See, when you're 30, you get to do those things. (Apparently, being 30 gives you license to be annoying). I think on the whole, I'm looking forward to getting older. I think it's a little like my niece who had to have a packed lunch and a "pack-pack" for years before she was old enough to go to school. I'm sure there's something good in getting older.
Anyway, I had a great day - Road Runner made me treats (always worth celebrating!) and put a cute note on her blog for me. (go ahead - check it out!) I went with Cowboy, my sister and bro-in-law to a little lake town nearby and Cowboy "secretly" talked the waitress into bringing a cake to the table to surprise me. "Secretly" means he seemingly got all upset because we asked for 1 more bread roll and it wasn't coming fast enough. He said, "I'm going to go get that roll!" and then proceeded to have a 3 minute, animated conversation with the waitress in front of us. We couldn't hear what was being said, but there's no way it was over a roll. My sister and bro-in-law, of course, thought it really was about a roll and I think they were a little shocked. I assured them that although I didn't know exactly what Cowboy was up to, it was not about the roll. We'd been to the restaurant before and I've never seen a birthday celebrated there before, and Cowboy has certainly never arranged for a surprise like that before, so I didn't know what to think until the waitress appeared at my side with a cake. Meanwhile, I got a new camera as a present, and Cowboy was taking pictures of me blowing out the single candle like it was my first birthday. Please note - out of the 9+ years we've been together - I think we have maybe 5 pictures of us - all taken by others.
Good times!

Thursday, July 07, 2005


I did a quick search to see where my blog comes up on the web. Apparently, I had a sadistic need to remind myself that nobody reads this thing. The funny part about that is that I use this more as a journal, so I am not really sure I want anyone to. To be disappointed anyway...? Such is human nature, I guess.
Anyway, a couple interesting things I ran into along the way:
1. "The Golden Hind" comes up quite a bit on a Google search, some of them X-rated. Although I find that amusing, I wonder if all those Sir Francis Drake historians out there that are also posting are laughing.

2. Interesting question - what blogger would you like to actually meet?
Hmm...I don't really read too many blogs, but I'd have to say the guy that wrote the story about the Cambodian Midget Fighting Club. Oh, that's funny! Despite the fact that he came out and said it was a fake story...(or IS it?) there are so many posts about it. My favorite heading of a follow-up blog is: "Are you a Midget looking to Move to Cambodia." The actual blog is a little too crude for my prissy self.

Of course what snags people - and gets people to think it may be true (besides the fact that he put the story on a BBC news template) is that with Fox these days - anything is possible. Remember that show they had a couple years back were they had people compete with animals in a particular race? I distinctly remember watching a group of midgets have to pull an airplane faster than elephants pulling a separate plane. There was also a hot-dog eating contest with the world champ pitted against a brown bear. Watching that with my brother and his completely uncensored wit - oh, good times.

My unfruitful search for hits on my blog also made me realize I should try changing my strategy. I don't really link to too many people - I need to get out there and meet knew people. (Put on some lipstick and go meet some Tom, Dick or Harry - as my grandma used to say). It also may not hurt to post more often myself. I'm really not making myself available, if you will, for a blogging relationship.

I'll let you know how my strategy works.