Blue Collar

The Blue Collar Comedy group is probably a group of the 4 funniest men on the face of this planet. I don't care if you hate Larry the Cable Guy or whatever, all 4 of them are hilarious and there is more than just him on the show anyway. Personally I love all of them and Anne Marie and I enjoyed throwing jokes from them back and forth yesterday. Here's a video from YouTube of the end of their second movie Blue Collar Comedy Tour: Rides Again. (I think the first movie is funnier but that's just me.)

My Sneakers

Okay, many of you over the past few years wonder why I write on my sneakers. I'm here to tell you why right now. My sneakers are a mere reflection of who I am, who would have thought right? What is written on them you ask? Why, its just all of the concerts I've ever been to. They show the kind of music I like, which bands were there, and everytime I add one on its just one more experience I've had in the music world. Whenever I look at my feet I see those shoes and think about where they've been with me. They had those memories with me, and even though they aren't alive, obviously, they remind me of all the amazing times I have. Especially Warped Tour '06. That was when I met my favorite artist William Beckett, from The Academy Is...
One of the concerts on there is the first one I ever went to with my sister, Rachel (if you're reading this I miss you tons). It was a Panic! At The Disco concert with The Academy Is... (who I didn't even know at the time but look at me now), Hellogoodbye and Acceptance. Most of those bands were not even famous like they are now and that was only 2 years ago. So my shoes will be with me for many more concerts to come. =]

Leave Stuff Alone

I know I know, very broad title and what the heck could this be about ( I haven't said heck since the 5th grade...weird) but I am going to make a valid point I promise. May of you I have a job I'm guessing and most of you seniors more likely than not work in retail. Do you ever have to fix something 65,000 times because customers mess your display up? Granted I understand they are shopping but seeing it done is just very, very annoying. But I get past that and move on since its my job. Except yesterday I ran into an interesting problem. A co-worker of mine was unpackaging jewlery and I was going to take over for her. She just finished the necklaces had about two more to go and a bunch of earrings still to do. She had the necklaces all nice and straight so they wouldnt get tangled. I moved that box so that they wouldn't get messed up because that was a lot of hard work she put in. a few hours later I happened to look down at this box and notice all of the necklaces were intertwined. WHO DID THAT? Who in their right mind picked up ALL of the 3 different kinds of necklaces up at the same time? They were in a huge knot and then it became my job and a different co-worker of mine's job to pull them all out and fix them. When my shift was over we weren't even halfway done so I felt so bad leaving her with it to finish. I really wish customers had some courtesy towards the things we have to do for our store but I guess they will stop at nothing.

A Day in the Life of Cleo

I have written about Cleo before, this devious little animal. She is my pet, cat if you will or felis domesticus for you bio folk. Many of you may wonder what in the world your pets do while your gone... I am going to give you some theories, test them at your own risk.
Upon coming home early I went looking for my cat because well sometimes I love her, sometimes. She was sleeping on my sisters bed. You see this is theory number one my cat just sleeps all day. ALL DAY. This is not a joke, want to know why? Because she was surprised to see me when I walked into the room to greet her. She knows it wasn't time for me to be there yet and she was pissed to see me there so early, like I ruined something. What Cleo did I interrupt some more of your plotting to take over my bed or rip my comforter? Sorry that I may have disrupted your 6,009th nap of th day.
Next theory is the reason I must close my bedroom door before I leave in the morning. There is a tiny hamster in my room (which I prefer over said cat at times but don't tell her) and Cleo will eat it. Well I mean she hasn't yet but her will power is strong when she wants something especially if its food. She has knocked over the cage many a time and I don't know how that tiny thing hasn't died of a heart attack yet. I think Cleo plots ways to try and get into my room and eat that thing for breakfast. Too bad you don't have opposable thumbs Cleo, Humans one Felines zip.
One of the final things I think she does is play with things she isn't supposed to. For instance headphones to my MP3 (that she broke I may add) which she thinks are alive, that idiot. Maybe she attempts guitar hero sometimes and thats why the calibration was off. Either way Cleo, if your reading this because somehow you gained enough brain power to know how to use a computer back off my stuff and start being normal. Much love.

Blogging About Blogs

So in my long grueling search for a blog to blog about (that sentence makes me giggle) I found one that really touched me. It is entitled A Girl For All Status with the bi line of Ex-Wife, Mistress and a Single Mom in Manila. I don't know where Manila is but that doesn't matter. The post from today is about her daughter that was diagnosed with autism. I just found it amazing that she was able to talk about it with such confidence and poise. She is a very informed woman who has a bright outlook on life. She is so open, but not in a way that gives you too many intimate details of her life, just gives you the truth of situations, for example her ex-husband and her views on sadness or her birthday resolutions. I really liked this blog because it was another real person blogging about life, you didn't have to guess about what happened or anything. I mean, I guess I don't really know how to explain it other than that. You can tell this woman has a story to tell, and it is a very interesting one, perhaps even inspiring at some points, but its also something to learn from.

Elmo =]

I just happened to look down and saw a book with Elmo, the furry red monster from Sesame Street, on it. It made me think about how I used to have this Elmo stuffed animal that I would take with me everywhere. I would play with it everyday, and I couldn't sleep without it.
When my little sister was born I used to take the step stool from the bathroom and stand on it to talk to her while she was in her crib. One day I decided to give my Elmo to her. I remember telling her that I loved it so much and I wanted her to have it because I thought he could go on more adventures with her. To this day she still has this stuffed animal even though it is slowly falling apart. But it made me curious if anyone else had one of those security toys or blankets from when they were little, the ones you could go no where without and cried forever when Mom or Dad decided it was time to get rid of it. Let me know!!

Contents of a Living Woman's Purse

So I heard you can keep a lot of interesting things in your pockets, but has anyone ever wanted to venture through a woman's purse? If it is anything like mine its a bottomless black whole abyss. There are so many things in there that you wouldn't even know what to do with. Most important: the Electronics! I have my camera, MP3 player, cellphone and calculator at all times. Next up are my agenda and italian-english dictionary. In my agenda there are many papers and random sticky things reminding me to do stuff, doodles, grades, and even a gift for Mrs. Krieger upon my return to school Monday (I think you'll like it). On top of this, I have a plethora of pens. And we aren't talking just a few pens to get by. I have so many pens in my purse its not legal. Due to my pen fetish I have a very hard time picking which pens to give to people if they ask for one because I am going to want it back, especially if its my one from Italy or the one from Oswego since that is where I want to go to school. Rarely you will see a pencil in there, for instance right now, but I couldn't tell you how it got there. Obviously theres a wallet. Stuffed with little cards, papers, and recepits. Occasionally theres money and there is ALWAYS a load of change, usually pennies but whatever (Sorry Mr. Lincoln, I mean I really do love you but you just have no use for Senior Study Hall vending machines). For this particular season, though they served no purpose on my recent vacation, I have a pair of gloves for those blistering cold walks up from the pit since holding coffee doesn't cut it anymore. And finally miscellanious (bear with me on the spelling there). In the MISC. section we have a mini bottle of perfume, a travel deodorant, mini lotion, lipgloss, chapstick, Advil, nail file, HAND SANITIZER (this is a must, must, must), tissues, lint roller patches, band aids and gum (on occasion as well), my jump drive, sticky notes and a bottle of water. All of these things come in handy each and every day whether they are for me or other people, so I bet when you have a headache or a handwashing issue you'll know who to run to: Women with very large purses.