Movie Review: CASINO ROYALE

Movie review: Casino Royale

Let's do some background history here. I haven't seen that many James Bond movies but I do belive that Sean Connery is DA MAN...

And I was all for Clive Owen to be the new one...when I heard it was gonna be some blond dude, I wasn't impressed.

Ohhh, how I was too quick to judge!

So Casino Royale is basically the "first" Bond...when he first became a "double oh", rough around the edge, and "M" isn't too happy with him as an employee. It's a little odd because he's an older dude, so if this is him when he first got the job...well he must be 80 in the other movies.

That aside, Blond Dude is HOT. Not in terms of his looks...but his rawness and edginess has incredible appeal. Plus, when he has fight scenes the guy (gasp) actually BLEEDS...I saw You Only Live Twice the other day and James Bond got punched a trillion times in the face without a single scar.

The premise of this Bond is generally the same as the others...the difference is that there's not really any Good Bond Girl, Bad Bond Girl....and the blatant use of nudity is pretty much limited to Bond himself (how many times can the dude come out of the ocean soaking wet? I don't know and I don't care, just keep it up filmmakers!)

Anyway, I highly recommend this movie. Keep in mind though that I can't stand going to the movie theater, and the other day was no exception...the dudes to my left kept repeating whatever the guys in the movie were saying, and the dumbass teenie bopper girls in front of me kept texting each other and then running in and out of the theater.

I'm pretty sure that I've reached the end of my rope when it comes to kids in the theater. Texting was the last straw...the glow from their phones was constantly in my peripheral vision. Give it till I'm 30...as soon as I hit that age, I officially reserve the right to be a cranky old lady who screams at kids to SHUT THE F*CK UP OR I'M GONNA BEAT YOU IN THE HEAD.

Fast Times at Sir Wil

Too much time on my hands, clearly...

Fill this out about your SENIOR year of high school! The longer ago it was, the more fun the answers will be.
By "senior" year, i'm assuming that means grade 12...and since I was in Ontario, we also had grade 13...so...i'll answer relative to both....

1. Who was your best friend?
Ahhh, it was all about the "immediate family"...but my girls were Christine, Erin, Katie, and Stacey...

2.What sports did you play?
That year, nothing. But in grade 9 I was on the Girl's Football Team...

3. What kind of car did you drive?
Either my brother's cruddy 1988 Mazda 323 which I pretty much totalled 2 months after he bought it, or my parents' 1992 Toyota Camry.

4. It's Friday night, where were you?
At the movies (well probably East Side's first, then the movie theater right next door to it)...

5. Were you a party animal?
Not yet...

6. Were you considered a flirt?
Oh GOD no. I was the grade-obsessed chick with the good looking friends.

7. Ever skip school?
Well...I never, everrrr skipped before...but then in grade 12 Tom died and...this is so bad of me to say...but I would tell the teachers that I had all these emotional issues and I had to leave class...(and when you've been a teacher's nightmare because you argued your 99% grade to a 100% grade, they pretty much figure that you must be telling the truth why else would you ditch class)...
And then in OAC (grade 13) my dad had a heart attack and needed 5-bypass surgery...so I used to tell the chicks at the front office that I was late because I had to walk with my dad, or take him to the doctor's, etc...and they actually bought it...
Yeah karma's gonna get me back for those big time one day, if it hasn't already.

8. Were you a nerd?
Uhhh see previous answers...my only purposei n life was to be on the honor roll, get a scholarship, get the highest mark in a given class, and...mainly...beat Patrick Beaupre's grade at all costs...

9. Did you get suspended/expelled?
I would be 6 feet under if that ever happened.

10. Can you sing the fight song?
We didn't have a fight song, but every time our teams won something and we had a thing in the gym for it, they always played Queen's We Are THe Champions...

11. Who was your favorite teacher?
Mr. Macartney! My bio teacher. He inspired me sooooo much, he's the reason I wanted to study biology and genetics and all that. Um yeah sadly, I didn't take that path and that's probably my biggest regret in life.

12. Favorite class?
Biology and chemistry.

13. What was your school's full name?
Sir Wilfrid Laurier Secondary School.

Motto translates to: we strive for the highest of things.

14. School mascot?
A lancer.

Oh my GOD my high school is on Wikipedia!

15. Did you go to Prom?
I went to a total of like 5-7 proms between 12th and 13th grade. I was a prom whore! And now...I'm the chick who goes to everyone's work parties...so i guess somethings never change.
Just call me Rent-A-Date!

16. If you could go back and do it over, would you?
YES
YES
YES
It was the best time of my life...the only time where I was in the top X % of anything, where I accomplished so much, where I was involved in things, where I felt super smart, where I had respect from my elders, where I thought I would one day be hugely successful...
Sigh how much has changed.

17. What do you remember most about graduation?
I had two ceremonies (one in grade 12 for high school, one in grade 13 for the OAC classes)...I just remember being behind Chris Adamson (letter A's and all) and he didn't know the path to get us back to our seats after we got up on stage so we ended up following him all around the stupid gym till we got back in our seats!

18. Favorite memory of your Senior Year?
Daigle-fests...slacking off (after years of busting my ass, i actually had Spares)...all of us piling in Stacey's teenie LeBaron to go to McDonald's...

19. Where were you on senior skip day?
We never had that. Or if we did, no one told me.

20. Did you have a job your senior year?
When have i NOT had a job since I was 13?! I worked at Le Chateau (like Forever 21) and that kid's clothing store and I did sales for this tutoring company in Gloucester Center.

21. Where did you go most often for lunch?
McDonald's...the caf...shoot where DID we go? I dont' remember.

22. Have you gained weight since then?
I weigh the same, except the fat has redistributed itself in horrible, horrible ways...

23. What did you do after graduation?
I forgot if it was the Grade 12 or Grade 13 one, but I remember hanging out at Stacey's house (remember that Bryan?)

24. When did you graduate?
Grade 12: 1995
OAC: 1996

25. Who was your Senior prom date?
For my prom, in grade 12 I took my effing bastard jackass first boyfriend (who lost his virginity to his sister, yes white trash to the Nth degree)...in grade 13 I took Anthony Wilson...ahhh. sigh.

26. Are you going to your 10 year reunion?
Well this would have been my 10th year, but if they have one, yeah I'd fly back for it.

27. Who was your home room teacher?
It got switched...it was one guy who's name totally escapes me (he reminds me of one of my coworkers actually, they look identical), and then my beloved Mr. Macartney.

Argh...blogger beta

I hate the new blogger beta! And now that I switched over I can't switch back!

Ahhh the humanity!!

In other news, I signed up for a possible scam...but if it's not, then i'll get $250...if it actually works I'll definitely post the info so y'all can sign up...

The Office

Go Team Exotic Girl!


You snooze, you lose Pam....

If you want to die laughing, check out:
The Office - Tonight's Episode

They spoof an SNL skit...this one is a million times better...I think I had tears down my face when I watched it...is it just me, or would Dunder-Mifflin (Scranton branch) be an awesome place to work?!

10 Time Wasters

Random, random thoughts on a whole new level.

1. Remember Bruno the creepy bug?

I had a psycho dream last night that I ate him at some sort of party. Someone served up Jerusalem Crickets as an appetizer or something. I don't know the significance of it, all I know is that Bruno was mighty, mighty juicy.

2. On Adam Corolla this morning people were calling in discussing the strangest places they've had sex. Hands down, the dude who had nookie in a casket wins...

3. I'm SUCH a lazy mofo. The past week I've gotten into gym clothes and then the minute I sit down, i pass out...this exhuastion situation is unacceptable!

4. I've been baking a ton lately...if I have to fatten up my coworkers as a result, so be it.

5. The other day at work someone said that I "lit up" a room by how I looked that day, which was the nicest compliment I've heard in a looooong time.

6. I'm craving stuffing so bad, I'm half inclined to go buy a box of Stove Top to get it out of my system.

7. I read an interesting article (I'll get off my ass and post the link one of these days) about happiness...that once you make over $50K a year, an increase in dough doens't bring happiness, that having kids actually gives you a dip in happiness, that it's the little things that bring you happiness, that people should draw on other people's opinions of happiness (like if you want to be a lawyer, go talk to a lawyer and see if they're happy) instead of thinking that it'll be different once THEY do it, and that if you have to choose between a car or a trip, take the trip.

I'm all for the notion that extra money doesn't bring extra happiness, however there's alot of things that the article didn't factor in. Like extra money may not bring me happiness, but the security in knowing my house is paid off will reduce my UNhappiness. Or it may provide me an opportunity to pursue something I truly enjoy without worrying about the drop in salary. No one thinks that just having money itself is what creates happiness...it's the lifestyle that it affords, whether it means more trips for people who love trips or the knowledge that you can afford to send your kid to a good college.

And if i have to choose between a car or a trip, i'll take the car. I get that the trip leaves memories, but some people just prefer tangible items. If i have to pick between a $10 movie or a $10 cheap pair of earrings, i'll get more longevity and "happiness" out of the earrings...it's the same between a car or a trip. Not everyone feels that way, but this whole notion that people are making billions off self help books, etc, because people can't figure out what makes them happy is a little mind boggling. I'm not saying i know the secret to happiness, i'm simply saying, there's no way I can tell someone ELSE what will make them happy.

8. Soooo sleepy today!

9. I want a cute pair of 4" brown knee high boots, but I can't find a nice pair anywhere other than Aldo (which i refuse to buy in the US since it's soooo much cheaper in Canada). Which i guess is pointless anyway 'cause until I get my car paid down, Sabina's sticking to her existing shoe supply.

10. You are now dumber for having read this post, and I'm not apologizing for the time you wasted reading it.

KFed's next career move

From College Humor
KFed's Next Career Move by Elaine Carroll

He's lost his sugar mama and his album tanked but he still has to get those limited edition kicks somehow. Who knows, maybe he'll get a job...

Receptionist at Quest Diagnostic Center

"Yo, this message is for Mr. Fenfang Chow or whatever, this is Kevin at Quest Diagnostics returning your call, it's about 9:30 on Tuesday in the morning and yo listen Chenchang, Ima be real wit you, cuz I remember you when you came in last Thursday, you was real nice or whatever. Well listen, boo, we got your AIDS test back and you got it bad, dawg, so call a nigga back, catch you later."

Rite Aid Night Manager

"Look it, Ima be real wit you okay, and I need you to be real wit me so we can get this straightened up, aight? So like I told you you need to fix up the tampons in aisle 6 and then when you didn't do what I axt you to do, then, you know, Ima be like listen, boo, I gotta do my thang, you know? I'm just doin' my thang, you know what I'm saying, and I'm just axing you to do your thang, boo, so we can do this right, and make the pampers look fiiine, you feeling me, Edna?

Tour Guide at Monticello in Charlottsville, Virginia

"Aight kids, follow me through here. Dis room right here is Thomas Jefferson's library, yo. Dis is where he like read and wrote stuff like the Declaration of Independance or whatever, and you know, Ima be real wit you kids, TJ's bookroom had like 6,000 books you know what I'm saying, and then he like sold it to Congress in 1815 or whatever after its building and collection were damaged by the British in 1814, forming the nucleus of the Library of Congress yo. Aiight so the next room is the gift shop where ya'll can by my new single "Privilege".

Erotic Novelist

"So the real fine bitch wit big titties comes over to him and she was like hey boo Ima be real wit you right now, Ima take off my shirt so we can get it on, and then she, you know, took her shirt off and he could see her titties or whatever and he was like oh shoo girl I can see your titties or whatever and she was like yeah I know whatchu gonna do about it fool and he was like I dunno I guess Ima go over there and you know get down wit you and she was like yeah aight boo you do dat, so then they did it, you know what I'm saying?"




Holy crap, you just can't get any funnier than: Well listen, boo, we got your AIDS test back and you got it bad, dawg, so call a nigga back, catch you later.

When you eat your smarties do you eat the red ones last?

I never listen to that stupid Jamie, Jack, and Stench show (or whatever it's called) on the way to work, but for some reason this morning I did and it was absolutely hilarious (no thanks to that effing annoying biotch Jamie).

It came down to this: wake up ladies. Men are bored.

And what women define as entertainment is different than what guys call entertainment. Women are always like "youw ant something to do? Fix so-and-so"...but that's still "boring" technically. Driving racecars and drinking beer, that's not boring. But doing household projects, that's boring to them. Women however aren't "bored" by household stuff, which is why we're always doing one thing after another after another because to us, we WANT to be bored but we can't 'cause we're too busy doing all the household crap.

Their solution was that you can get a guy to fix the roof if the roof is basically two big boobs...

Letters to the Editor:
1) You asked me this question and I did not say that if I could have kids when I was old, I'd wait to get married. I want to get married now regardless of how loudly my biological clock is ticking.

Ahh, but that's because you found someone that you want to spend the rest of your life with. Let's say you weren't dating anyone...would be like "ahh, it's all good" like if you were 21? Or would be like "eep, times a tickin'"? (although, you're still young :P) You want to get married now because you want to live with that person and spend every night with them, but let's say you didn't have someone...and let's say you were 29...would you feel some "pressure" to find someone, more than you did when you were 17?

When you're 23 you're concern over marriage isn't anywhere near as great as say when you're 30. It's one thing to say that it's because it's a different "life stage" (i.e. new grad), but think of all the women that DON'T pursue law degrees, medical degrees, etc, because they want a family instead. If women could have babies when they're 60, I guarantee there's plenty of women who would pursue higher educations and career goals (unless they'er slackers like me who dream of working at Target one day).

As for guys (re: Abdul's timeline), yeah of course they wouldnt' want to give sperm when they're 80, but point is their concern isn't their ability to conceive, rather the logistics of whether they'll be hobbling with a cane to their kid's high school graduation. That's not an actual biological "clock" like we've got, it's just a preference. Some guys don't care to change diapers or be an active parent, so they could be a new dad at 50 and it wouldn't make a diff (as opposed to the need to be physically capable of changing diapers, running after a toddler, etc)...case in point? Donald Trump. The dude's not changing any diapers, he's got a nanny, he's got a wife...what does he care? Other than financial concerns, it's no skin off his back to spread his seed to create offspring. Same with Michael Douglas. He's not changing diapers...

How many times do you see women with a 20 year age difference between their children? Heck, a chick could marry...have a kid or not...divorce, and then she's past her childbearing years which then impacts her future choice of partners (if they want kids) as opposed to guys, who can re-marry some young hot thang and crank out some more kids...

It just irritates me that chicks got the short end of the stick. And it also ties back with my beef over how the women's rights movement and their desire to work has created a dual-income society, and now i can barely afford or have time to conceive a kid, let alone actually raise one.

The solution? We should all go back to the barter system. You build my house, and in return i'll bake you bread. That way i can pop out plenty of kids AND there's no glass ceiling for me to worry about. It's a win-win situation for everyone.

Rolling the dice on that game called LIFE

So I've been snooping around and informally asking female friends the following: do you think we would make the same decisions about guys and marriage if we had the same biological clock as they do (i.e. we can procreate no problem till we're 80)...

And unanimously, every female agreed...that biological clock that ticks is a HUGE gating factor in our choice of life mates and the decisions we make. It's not like guys think "crap, i'm 29, if i dump her now and try to find another girlfriend who i can marry that might end up when i'm like 34 and that's pushing it when ti comes to having our first kid"...

To quote a friend...marriage is a crap shoot, Because you truly don't know when you're marrying someone what you're getting into. You make the best decision you can with the info you've been provided. No one tells you what marriage is like, what buying a house with someone is like, what to expect growing old with someone, what creating offspring is like...

In the end, you take your best guess at the odds and then roll that dice and pray that it'll work out in your favor. Read this link!

And...why doesn't anyone just tell you this growing up? I feel like we con children...we give them the impression that the world is their oyster when they graduate and become adults...no one says "listen, you're going to spend 99% of your waking days working so that you can afford the other 1% of your life which is going to include bills, car payments, house/rent payments, and maybe if you have a few bucks leftover you can buy a cute pair of boots. So get used to being a drone, because that's what we're grooming you to be".

Okay , granted, some people ENJOY their jobs to the point where they would do it for free if they could, but most people I know do their jobs because it's a paycheck because what they TRULY enjoy would never pay enough money to survive.

So life overall....it seems like this is stuff that's common knowledge to everyone I know NOW...so why didn't our elders tell us this stuff?

But everywhere I go, I meet smug married couples who love to relate the moment they “just knew” they’d found their life partners. As far as I’m concerned, it’s revisionist history; if the marriage in question has worked out so far, they say they acted on their rocksolid gut. But if it ended in divorce, they confess to earlier doubts.

Maybe it's one of those things where people just want to suck people into their misery. You know like when people say "oh you should have a baby, you'll be amazed how your life changes for the better, how wonderful it is blah blah" and then when people have them they realize "crap, this isn't THAT great, this sucks, i got conned!" and then THEY continue the endless circle by bringing other people down in their misery by perpetuating the myth that it's wonderful to have children and life is so grand that way.

Or...maybe people just live with the deception and don't spread the truth onto others because they can't spread what they don't acknowledge. After my 1 year wedding anniversary I started reading/hearing everywhere how your first year of marriage is the WORST...but you cant' say anything because everyone keeps coo'ing at you with their "awww, congratulations newlyweds" schpiel...so you don't want to tell them how rough it is.

So what's my point?

My point is...I think it is anyway...to bitch and vent that life is one big crap shoot...that we've been "programmed" as women to want to marry and have babies and all that crap whereas men don't have to worry about it 'cause they don't have that biological ticking time bomb like we do...and that generations have done the next generation a huge disservice by not telling the truth about life, bills, 401K, retirement, marriage, babies, and general life after college.

And if you don't agree with me...well suck it and go write your own damn blog where you can say wonderfully dandy it is to be a working girl in this day and age.

Ebay purchase

In case you have a bunch of dough you want to waste...
Ebay auction for those who really aren't sure what to do with their money

Tap my blog with enthusiasm

A few things to note:

1. Ryan and Nicole B make the best pizza EVER. They should enter their pizza-making skillz in a contest or something. Or...just make me pizza on a daily basis. Either are acceptable options.

2. The other day on the Adam Corolla show they had one of the doctors from Dr. 90210 (the one who does the crazy vagina and penis surgeries), and he was saying how the aesthetic ideal for guys' ballsi s to have them hang right in line with the tip of the penis.

Which made me laugh really hard, and then I realized....FINALLY! FINALLY! After all this time of chicks having to have a certain waist size, boob size, etc that we're stuck paying for...guys now have a physical ideal that may only be reached through plastic surgery!

(And yes, when a dude's balls hang way too low...it's just bizarre looking)

3. It's pretty clear that the OC this season is just going to revolve around Ryan finding Volcheck, killing him, and then that's it forever. Which is fine by me, 'cause there really isn't much else they can do with these people...but...sigh, what will I use as a replacement?

4. So back to dude's who get their balls surgically altered...how long is too long? What's the longest that is unappealing? And do most guys have problems with the balls hitting the toilet water?

I did a bit of research:
Cached version of a dude's balls question

5. Seriously, I would die to go back in time and be a plastic surgeon.

6. Now that I have a new car, I'm realizing how truly dusty California is...my last car was so filthy, i would go years without cleaning it...it's been a few weeks and my new car is already grimy. WTF. Plus i'm noticing why people get mudguards...alot of crap gets kicked up from the tires and makes the bottom sides of the car all nasty. Mother effer, new cars are alotta maintenance.

7. In case anyone cares, my mother is in Northern California right now...i'll probably go up in a few weeks to do the obligatory daughter visit.

8. The Office is the most wonderful non-guilty pleasure EVER. It doesn't feel dumb because it's not a sitcom and yet, it's crazy hilarious. Tonight's episode: the Scranton branch closes down. I LOVE IT!
And...go team brunette! You snooze you lose Pam.

9. Blah, i'm trying to come up with a list of 10 things and I'm not doing a very good job. This is the most boring post ever.

10. Some dude on the radio this week had a list of Ten Excuses When You Ain't Got The Rent, which in and of itself is already pretty hysterical...I only heard number 5: My momma's real sick, which caused the other DJ to say "...and?", to which the first DJ said "That's it. My momma's sick. That's your excuse".



As previously stated...you are now dumber for having read this.

Le Divorce

Awww, i kinda was rooting for them...I know this sounds horrible, but I think i'm on Team K-Fed (although dude, you've got FOUR kids to support...don't bite the hand that feeds you!)...I mean, anytime I've seen him in interviews he's actually much more eloquent and less hillbilly than she is...although now that she's all cleaned up (per her Letterman appearance), I forgot how much we all missed the cute semi-classy Britney...

PRE-NUP DETAILS:
K-Fed won't touch a penny of Britney's money. All the millions belonging to Britney will stay that way

The mansion will be divided 50/50.

Any gift given worth over $10,000 will go back to the original purchaser. This includes a custom-built motorcycle Brit gave K-Fed for Christmas 2 years ago.

She will still support him for a little while longer. Brit will pay Kevin $30,000 a month for the period of time that is half the length of their marriage. Meaning he'll be well sneakered until at least a year from now.

Spears won't pay child support. Federline is still responsible for supporting his other two children with previous baby momma Shar Jackson. Luckily, Britney should be able to put food on the table for at least another 200,000 more years.

Phloem and Xylum

So i want to take a class but i'm not sure what exactly...I really awnted to take an intro to biology class at Saddleback but their Saturday class is full, and that was a key time for me.

My options:


1. Intro math class
Not that I need an intro class, but i absolutely LOVED math in high school (hated it in college, but that's 'cause it was an 8am class and doing Cal II at 8am is just suicide), so i figure i'll just start at the easy bottom and work my way to the Calculus/Algebra classes.

2. Automotive Intro class
I'm sick of taking my car in and not knowing what's going on. BUT...now that i have a brand new car, what's the point of doing that right now?

3. Intro bio class
(Not on Saturday mornings)...i loooove cells, biology, all that crap...like the math classes i'd love to start at the moron level and work my way up.

4. French
I really need to get off my ass and keep up with my french. On Saturday I had a discussion in French with this dude from Living Spaces and it was AWESOME. Problem is, i don't know if i'm Intermediate, beginner, advanced...i mean, i'm technically certified bilingual but it's been 6 years since i ever really had to use it and i don't know "real" conversational french...like at Living Spaces I didn't know how to say "warehouse" or "tv stand"....so this is an iffy situation. I think i should join a Yahoo Group or something where i can find some people who just want to go have coffee and speak French.

5. Japanese
Why Japanese? 'Cause i think it's pretty effing cool. My fear though is that going after work to learn something as complex as that might make make me shoot myself.

Actually, doing ANYTHING after work sounds suicidal, but for the amount of TV watching that I do...i should be able to get off my ass and take a flippin' course to stimulate my brain...I think there's a layer of mold growing on mine right now.

Picture Box Post

TV wrap up...

House of Carters
I seriously love this show. It is F*CKED UP. If you like Breaking Bonaduce, this is probably the most similar show in terms of how f*cked in the head these people are.

Plus this is awesome, Aaron (who has the worst skin EVER...wtf...get some tetracycline moron you've got cash) starts bitching how he wants sex:

I want to go back and have sex. Because it's been a year since I've fucking had any sex. And you guys are all having lots of sex. I am very sexually frusterated
Watch at around the 7:00 mark:




First off, don't say that stuff to your SISTER...wtf!

Secondly...maybe i'm ignorant, but doesn't jacking off do the same trick? I mean, if you jack off as often as you want sex, won't you no longer be sexually frustrated? (But i'm not a guy, so what do I know).

Thirdly...seriously...you don't SAY stuff like that to your sisters!!!


Girls Next Door

Hands down, Holly Madison is the most gorgeous female on the planet. I should just shoot myself for being too ugly to even be in the same time zone as her.
I'm starting to realize after watching this show that Hef really doesn't bang these girls. Or if he does, he bangs Holly like once a year (and i'm only guessing that because she wants his baby, which means,he does indeed uhhh spread his seed). But wtf, is he going to bang Bridget in her room? Full of animals and pink hello kitty stuff? But how does he kick out holly then of their bedroom? And Kendra talks about her vibrator, so you KNOW these girls are getting kisses and that's it.

Heroes

I didn't watch last night's episode yet, but I already know it was FANTASTIC.

Desperate Housewives

Maybe it's just me, but Sunday's episode was the best EVER. It had everything you need...mild humor, violence, and Gabby wearing a cute outfit (I want that skirt!) while smashing vases. It was great.

The whole point of the show was to see who would get killed off. Fortunately, they killed off Nora, the only other character just as annoying as Susan. Good thing susan wasn't in that grocery store, because Crazy Lady would have shot her too within a split second.

And, per ew.com: what was up with the British guy going away to work in Paris? Didn't he spend each and every day watching over his coma-induced wife for a few years?

Anyway, back to the show...i'm starting to really like Orson. So what if he beat up his wife. When Bree needed garlic peeled...he stepped up and did what it took to make her feel better.

I'm willing to admit, Austin is growing on me...i didn't think he was good looking at first but now he's starting to develop a look that's very worthy of a teenage heart throb...

One question still remains unanswered though: in the first season we heard Tom say "Lynette will never forgive me if she finds out what i've done"...and we still dont' know what that is.

ahhhh....so much tv, so little time.

Extra Extra! Read all about it!

Alright well since I lead a boring life, today is the day where we comment on the news....

New Head Lice Treatment
For some reason I found this article really funny...sucks to be the school nurse, that's all I gotta say.

target="_blank">Circumcision cuts STD risk
Not that that's rocket science, but this leads me to a topic that Kraig and I once argued about...he says that by default in the US, baby boys get circumcised unless otherwise told, and i'm like "uh no the parents gotta ASK for that stuff", which lead me to point out that I've seen more penises than him so don't argue with me as to what the odds are of a dude having foreskin or not (and he tried to argue that in Canada maybe more guys just don't get circumcised. Give me a break).

So i asked people who's given birth to boys, and yep i was right...you have to ask for your boy's skin to be sliced and you gotta sign a waiver...it's not the default option.

Toyota's quarterly profit surges 34%
Yeah effing right it did, what with them taking almost $30K of my dough...(okay well that's still the current quarter but that's minor details)...

Two Dollar Bill Gains Popularity
This article says that strippers love it 'cause it doubles their tip money...i'm all for the $2 bill, we used to have it in Canada but then it got changed to the $2 coin (toonie)...the $2 bill rocks! Vote YES on $2!

Verizon near content deal with YouTube
All i gotta say is...sucks that Google bought YouTube...now they're all into making sure legally-acceptable crap is on there...wtf.

Why are these toys being sold?
Mannnn...first off, anything with a string should be a no-no for parents (i won't leave my cat toys with long strings/cords lying around the cats unless i'm supervising their play...and they're cats!)...secondly, wtf, how hillbilly is this country when a bunch of other countries ban this toy but the US won't?

I want to be the dude in a position of power who gets to make retarded decisions like that.


In other news....

Nope, no photos of the car...although I'm discovering how much i finally enjoy driving, it's alot more FUN to drive when you've got a kick ass vehicle.

Parking is a bitch though...my last car was so teenie, it could fit anywhere.

Best quote for life

“Before you criticize someone, you should walk a mile in their shoes. That way, when you criticize them, you are a mile away from them, and you have their shoes.”



--Frieda Norris

And if I only could, make a deal with God, And get him to swap our places, Be running up that road, Be running up that hill

I don't smoke

I've never been a smoker

But i imagine that the feeling I got after watching the season premiere of The OC was much like the feeling a smoker gets after they've gone 24 hours without a smoke.

You know this is the final season...it has "final" written all over it..but it was dark, gritty, mixed with the typical witty humor (You gotta love that little girl who cried after being lectured regarding whether there's a comic based on the XMen movie).

My only beef is...I get that Ryan feels all mopey and crap over Marissa's death. But...I never felt they had a connection because Mischa Barton, bless her lanky soul, is NOT a good actress. They never seemed in love, passionate, anything. They seemed to have better awkward moments than anything else.

So I fail to believe that he loved her.
I fail to believe that he loved her enough to seek vengence on that surfer dude (forgot his name...Valcheck?)

Maybe it's just that I'm a cynic...the day of men taking a stray bullet for their women is loooong over.

And it's not guys' faults. Much like how the women's movement ruined women's life for us women (what? dual income society? wtf?!), we also ruined men by turning them into SNAGs...

Sensitive
New
Age
Guys

Which leads into my next topic...the other day on the radio (KFI AM 640) they were saying how men have become "wussies" and how they discovered that in the past 20 years, mens' testosterone levels have dropped "significantly".

I want someone to measure how much testosterone levels in women have GONE UP during that time as well.

Think about it. We used to have Sylvestor Stallone, Arnold, Van Damme...who do we have now? The Rock? I love the man, but he played a football coach and a gay guy in his last few movies...we don't even have an uber tough, gritty, no holds barred kind of male hero out there anymore.

I'm not knocking this whole trend...it's got it's plusses...I'm just saying that I don't know about you ladies, but I like my hollywood men to be the kind that grab a chick and bang her up against the wall instead of the Orlando Bloom pretty boy types who look like they might break a nail in the process.