Wednesday, May 27, 2009

Pink Wonder-gadgets and that Time I Drank Mesopotamians

Some exciting developments since last time. Firstly, after one of my therapy appointments last week, in which I was instructed to take more risks (though not in those words, it sounded better when Margaret said it) I bought a Blackberry. I don't think that's what good old Margaret was thinking, but I felt so utterly carefree that day that I was literally standing at the desk at Verizon saying, without hesitation, "Yeah, I'll take the Blackberry Curve." The next question was would I like a customary black one or the light pink one. I hesitated for just two seconds before saying "Fuck it, I'll take the pink one. I'm not a pink person at all, but fuck it." She gave me a strange look, and an even stranger one as I later attempted to spell out the nonsensical words that make up my Gmail password. Anyway, I am thus the owner of a shiny pink wonder-gadget and a sizeably larger bill each month. I have yet to care, because this thing is so fucking amazing. And the creepy shadow cast upon the yellow Hummer in the last post shall be the last you ever see of my extremely basic flip phone. Now I just have to beware of butt-dailing ex-boyfriends, the White House (yes, I have the number), or people I haven't spoken to in six years.

In other news, last night my very own Pittsburgh Penguins destroyed the Canes for the fourth game in a row, thus clenching their second consecutive spot in the Stanley Cup finals. I'm crazy pumped about this, especially because I won't be in Los Angeles this time listening to the game online while I eat tofu. This time I'll be here, twittering gleefully when something exciting happens, or hopefully out drinking some Molson Canadians (or "Mesopotamians," as Will swore I said one time). So I'll be drinking Mesopotamians, eating fried pickles, honey mustard wings, pancakes...whatever, really.

Got back on today because I'm beyond obsessed with this Kings of Leon song called "Use Somebody." That song is the first I've listened to so many consecutive times that actually told me I've reached the limit of free listens, slapped me on the wrist, and told me "no." Mm, Social D just came on though. I don't know if it'll just give you the preview, since that's what it's giving me now, but just listen to this song. It's unbelievable.

That's about it for now. Tweet Deck stopped working on me a couple days ago and so I've been using the web, which is just awful when I'm not used to having to refresh, and so I miss my opportunity to reply to tweets that happened like an hour ago. Looking into a Blackberry app though, which will probably thus reserve me a spot in the loser hall of fame as I twitter everywhere I go. Actually nevermind, I became a member of the loser hall of fame like eight years ago when I spent an entire three-months of summer indoors playing Final Fantasy X. Probably one of my most memorable summers though, as that is still one of my favorite games of all time. I still have yet to go battle Sin at the end, because I don't have all the ultimate weapons yet, but that's another story entirely. A story that would probably anger me beyond all thought, so we'll just let it go.

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Biffing it and Twitter obsessiveness


The other day I was leaving work at the airport, and as you can see from that Caribbean blue sky in the background and my creepy phone-clutching shadow, it was a nice day in Pittsburgh. Decided to walk to my car in the employee lot, which is on the other side of the regular lots, thus making it feel like it'll take about an hour to get there. Despite being a nice day, it was windy as hell from the future rain, and as I was walking past this lovely Hummer, a particularly strong gust hit me. My outstretched leg happened to be in the air, and I totally lost my balance and biffed it right there. I had gravelly imprints in my hands for hours afterward, but I was otherwise unscatched. I lay on the ground for a second, staring up at that huge black bumper and wondering what kind of person buys a big yellow Hummer and gets a license plate that says "BUL DZR." I immediately pictured some sort of flannel-wearing, lumberjack, Al Borland character, but that didn't really fit. I'd enjoy the license plate more on like, a monster truck with a shark tooth-shaped grill or something. Hummers are expensive. I feel like they got that license plate because the thing is a bull dozer. It's also yellow like a lemon, or like a lemon-flavored Runt candy, or like a lemon meringue pie*. But giving it the bull dozer title kind of gives off a tough vibe, and I'm not sure that's what they were going for. So I'm thinking all of this, all of this in about one second, and then I realize they have a Penguins sticker on their window and who gives a damn about anything else.

By the way, quick congrats to the Pens for totally destroying the Caps tonight in game seven. I'm a little confused about why it happened tonight, but I guess it just shows that the Pens wanted it way way more. For basically the entire playoffs so far, I'm usually at a computer I can Twitter from. There's something crazily fun about laying on my bed, watching Crosby make a goal, and immediately thinking "OMG MUST TWITTER." I then spring off of my bed, landing neatly in my chair 5 inches away, and proceed to Twitter my enthusiasm while every other Pittsburghian or hockey fan I follow does the same. It's pretty fun really. You should probably follow me too. The whole thing sort of reminds me of this video by the awesome Charles Trippy.

In other news, I spent a glorious day earlier doing absolutely nothing while I blasted some of my favorite soundtracks and gushed all over the place. Selections from Mulan, Pocahontas, Beauty and the Beast, and best for last, Princess Mononoke, made grand appearances. Gorgeous, gorgeous music. Also, somebody please inform me how Alan Menken is so amazing, and how I wonder this year after year after year when I know it can't be explained?

Have also been watching videos of old favorite vocalists, specifically Judy Kuhn (seen here singing Les Miz's "I Dreamed a Dream"), because she's remarkable. Then I stumbled on this guy, Seth Rudetsky, who is apparently the host of the Broadway channel on Sirius satellite radio. He's HILARIOUS and he deconstructs some vocalists and performances in his videos. Here's the deconstruction of Judy Kuhn, who I obviously adore, but watch his other videos too. It's awesome. Oh wait, and this one too lol. He's deconstructing Barbara Streisand and Bea Arthur in front of an audience and I couldn't breathe I was laughing so hard. Ok seriously, I'm done with all of the links. I've linked like seven things in this post. That should keep you busy for awhile. Ahhh man I love Judy Kuhn.

*Actually now that I think about it, is lemon meringue pie yellow? Or is it that fluffy white, pointy...thing. Like I've always seen at eat 'n park my whole life. Meh.