So yesterday I’m cutting extemp and though I want to cut an article entitled “Nudist Flights Ready For Take-Off” I realize that it isn’t exactly ‘news’ that I could use in round so I close out the Guardian Unlimited and make my way to bed.
Today- featured at the top of my gmail page in “Oddly Enough” on Reuters there it is again, in a different article, is the story about flying naked Germans.
I couldn’t help myself, so I included links to both articles. I think you should read them. My favorite part has to be the fact that they aren’t allowed to be naked until they are on the flight and that crew and flight captains will remain dressed for “safety reasons.”
I still don’t know how I feel about this whole thing. Don’t get me wrong- nakedness is good. I think naked/topless beaches are great and I am all for the members of Naturism out there. I do not, however, know how I feel about flying naked, which has more to do w/ a fear of flying than a fear of being naked or around others who are naked. That probably makes me weird, whatever.
According to the google currency translator, his winnings total more than 37 million US dollars. There’s just one catch- he may never get the chance to spend any of it.
Britain’s latest big National Lottery winner put his £19m windfall in perspective yesterday by offering to give it all back in return for good health.Stephen Smith, a former hospital porter with a blood vessel condition which could kill him at any time, said he would swap his entire winnings in exchange for a guaranteed long life with his wife, Ida, in their one-bedroom council flat.
I don’t know what else to say. It’s a pity, and really unfortunate for him. I hope he gets to enjoy it while he can and I hope at least his wife (who he is concerned about leaving behind), enjoys the time she has left w/ him.
The story does have some sort of happy note-
Smith is seeing a surgeon next month to discuss whether the swelling is large enough for an operation. He said: “I can’t go private now and say, ‘fix this for me now, it doesn’t matter what it costs’ because it’s not like that. It has to get to a certain size before they can operate on it.”
So in theory, if he’s deathly ill enough, they just might save him yet!
The article finishes:
Mrs Smith, 68, said the winnings would at least pay for a “brilliant” new bungalow. Catching her mood, her husband admitted he might “go and check out a few Range Rovers”, given that good health was not for sale.
So I picked up a 4 am – 7 am shift today and am currently shivering and watching snow come down live via security camera feed. woo hoo!I went to bed at about 9:30 last night after an exhaustive day of being a total emotional bitch. I just couldn’t seem to get my act together. Even though I logically knew that no one was doing anything bad against me- I was severely annoyed and short with the majority of people I came into contact with.I’m just… tired. Very tired. I want to curl up next to a good friend under a big old blanket, put in a favorite movie, snuggle down and be warm and cozy in this snowy weather.What I really need right now though is a cup of coffee and to frantically study for this test I have at 9:30. uggh. Until then- stay safe.
I have two complaints that really probably make me look like a tool because at 21 “A Goofy Movie” is still one of my favorite movies ever.
1. I hate that people always leave out the article at the beginning of the title. It is not “Goofy Movie” or “The Goofy Movie.”
2. I am saddened that people do not know that it is Pauly Shore as Robert ‘Bobby’ Zimmeruski (‘Leaning Tower of Cheesa’ character) because he went unlisted in the credits. I do not know why, but his name is not there, but he was the actual voice.
So those are my complaints, I just wanted to air them.
Thanks to a comment today from my roommate, “If you see Marvin the Martian, tell him I said hi!” I am inspired to use my spaciness to the full potential.
So I think- “What if I did see Marvin the Martian?” I log onto youtube and begin to search for Marvin the Martian cartoons.
Then I think about old cartoons I loved and this one has to be my absolute favorite. No, it does not feature Marvin the Martian. Until this morning I thought it was produced by Warner Brothers but it’s actually a Disney short entitled “Put it in the bag.” Perhaps the reason I didn’t know it was by Disney is because it is drawn in a very MGM or Warner Brothers style or perhaps it is because it is an uncharacteristically old cartoon by Disney that features none of their major players (Mickey, Minnie, Donald, Goofy). Aired on July 27, 1956, this cartoon could be my parents’ or even grandparents’ favorite cartoon as well. This is a timeless cartoon that I wish more people were aware of.
I also never realized that this cartoon included a cameo by Smokey the Bear and that the song actually had lyrics, which I’ve included below the cartoon. Enjoy!
First you stick a rag, put in the bag, bump bump Then you bend your back, put it in the sack, bump bump That’s the way it’s done, it’s a lot of fun, bump bump Cuttin’ capers puttin’ papers in the bag
I just want to wake someone up, anyone, to talk to them. About anything. I feel like I am buzzing, like a bee. I am not so concerned about right now because I am absolutely positively productive, YAY! but i know that in the next few minutes, hours or days I will come off this high. Hopefully (god willing) I will just decend into the normal range. But if this is the high, then I hate to see the low.
What if the high doesn’t end? lol. That would be sort of funny. Or not. I’m not sure right now. But I’m going to go do something but I don’t know what. Maybe write the essays I’m supposed to. Yeah, I’ll definitely go do that.
I think.
My eyes are tired and my mouth tastes like a Naked smoothie gone rotten and melted onto every surface of my mouth like metal that has since cooled. I am miserable, yet excited… for nothing.
I really don’t know what to do but everything in this room smells awful. I tried to apply lotion and I almost vomited at the smell of it. Something is wrong w/ me. I think I can handle it, I just don’t know how. Ride it out
Ok- so one of my roommates is moving out, which I’ve been bummed about for awhile, but he graduated and is moving on with his life- so hats off to him.
Anyway- today I put up a Craigslist ad for the new roommate and I was asking one of my friends to read it over. He said it looked fine, I posted it. Him and I start browsing the other ads for wanted roommates/spaces and found some of the most awkward ads we’ve ever seen. I’m not suggesting you laugh at these people by any means, I just don’t have any idea how to feel about them. I really don’t know who moves into these situations or what sort of roommate many of these people would be.
I’ve listed the links because quoting them would lead to the longest entry ever, but I did provide what I perceive to be the more accurate title of their ads.
Don’t touch his shit… or else? But please call if you want a friend.
I don’t know. These three seemed to stand out as the most awkward of those I ran into. Personally I don’t think I fit into any of their descriptions (especially the last one since I am female), but perhaps they are a good fit for someone else?
On Friday night (Saturday morning) from Midnight to 7 am I decided to pick up a shift and grab some extra hours at work. Early in the morning many of my friends signed on-line or stopped by to say “I’m still shit-faced” or “I’m stoned” at like 4-7 am.
I think they expected jealousy or something on my part. Which, even three months ago, I might have had. But… I just think it’s dumb to get really trashed ESPECIALLY when you have something important to do the next day, like many of them did. I was just sort of disappointed in them.
In short, I just think that I don’t really want to be a part of Friday nights where that is the story, nor can I afford to. I have two major reasons not to drink – high in “empty” calories and also actively works against any antidepressants or bi-polar medication I’m on. Additionally, you’re not supposed to mix alcohol with medication… so it is extra dangerous. I don’t need unnecessary danger in my life.
Getting stoned is not really worth it for me. I just get depressed and it lowers my lung capacity (smoking it at least) which only further hinders my work out progress.
Both of these habits are also expensive. I’d rather eat well or buy things I want or for people I love than waste it on vodka, no matter how good the vodka is.
Anyway, I guess I viewed it as something I was missing out on last year (2007). Something I needed to make it through the weekend. Now I just want to either compete for debate or (better) be at home/work, sign online and hope the person I really want to talk to is there and just relax.
Final note- I’m tired of drunken Apples to Apples. It’s a dumb game when you are sober and only potentially bearable or some sort of cruel torture when drunk. It’s a dumb game in any situation. I’d rather play mad-libs or learn how to crochet or shoot myself in the face than play another round of that game.
Alright, I could put out a full review on Cloverfield but that might incite riots that my blog, frankly, cannot handle. I don’t think it was a bad movie, I just don’t think it was a particularly great movie and I definitely don’t think it lived up to the hype. In all honesty, I enjoyed the viral marketing, predictions, and plotline leading up to the movie more than the actual movie itself.
I LOVED the character Hud. He’s classic but we don’t get to see enough of him since he’s “holding” the camera for us the entire time.
Ok- The Major Complaint.
Everyone has said that the plot really “makes it real” for you and that the camera work only “adds to it.” So let me get this straight- it’s a 90 minute movie, approx 5 of which are credits (give or take) and 10 minutes is side plot/unrelated to the actual monster/action. That leaves about an hour and fifteen minutes of time that Hud is holding the camera. Beyond two scenes (the subway and when they rewind to see the monster- not really a spoiler, don’t crap your pants)- the camera never turns off.
The plotline runs from about 11pm to 7 in the morning. 8 HOURS. You’re telling me that in an hour and fifteen minutes the characters somehow time traveled into the future without us knowing? Or maybe time magically got faster in NY when the monster attacked? Even if we give that the party lasted until… 2 am before the monster struck (still in full swing if you watched the previews) and that the subway turn off of the camera lasted… two hours, that still leaves 3 hours of time covered in an hour and fifteen.
Oh yeah, and the camera doesn’t need a change of battery? hmmm…. Gosh I wish I had a magical time traveling camera that never lost energy. Wouldn’t that be great?!
It just doesn’t make sense logically.
Yes that, out of all the complaints one might make about Cloverfield, this is by far my biggest complaint since I actually want someone to explain it.
