you get the beeeeesssttt of both worlds....

happy halloween from hannah (and her entourage)...

i'm outraged...

i can't even begin to figure out how to break this to nina...

and for those out there saying she was a cheater because she was a dancer. she's not a dancer. she's a performer. singer. actress. you know - kinda like mel b? if sabrina was cheating - so was mel. and jane for that matter - she's admitted to dancing traning in her younger days...

i wanna be that kid...

so i was home sick yesterday with a nasty cold (no - i'm not better -just better than yesterday - thanks for askin'). i got myself all involved in the "Top Ten Most Blingiest My Super Sweet Sixteen Episodes" countdown.

i know i shouldn't watch these shows. but i can't help it. it's like a car accident. you know you shouldn't look. you don't even really want to look. and your totally ashamed about it because you look anyway - and then you kinda wished you didn't.

anyway. blingiest epsiode number one was totally insane. the kid was the son of l.a. reid and pebbles of hip hop/rap fame. and he just moved to new york and started a new school and basically was throwing this party to show off and make friends and stuff in my opinion. i think he had talked himself up so much that some of the kids really thought he was full of it.

anyway - before i give you the total cost of his party. here's a brief summary.

the invitations were custom made mp3 players with a file of his voice giving the party information. he invited pretty much everyone at the school. so like 400 mp3 players.

the party was held in jay z's club in new york - it was closed down for this part.

puff daddy showed up because he is this kid's god father.

they rented a mega expensive rolls royce at like $4000 an hour for his grand enterance which no one saw because they were all in the club.

they had rap video girl dancers hired to dance in the club.

and kanye west performed.

the overall cost of the party was $1.5 million. the kanye performance alone was $1 million.

now if that doesn't buy him a few untrue friends - nothing will.

in the meantime - i so wish i could go blow $4500 an hour on a car that i sit in for two minutes...

totally random thoughts...

• can they REALLY continue calling the show "prision break" if they've already accomplished the breaking out of prision part of the plot? i mean - wouldn't it be more approrpriate to call it "life on the lam" or something?
• how is it my cat can be asleep on my lap on the couch and suddenly just KNOW that there is a possum walking through our yard that could be seen from the window causing her to go nuts?
• if google weren't called google - what would it be called??
• do you think that guy on "dirty jobs" can expense his water bill due to the extensive showers he has to take after each episode?
• i wonder if mel b had a hard time fighting the urge to sing along with the band monday night when she and her partner danced to "spice up your life". even more - i wonder if she was cursing under her breath because the band did it badly...
• i'm highly disappointed in the new pinapple runt flavor. and the mango isn't great either. and i love mangos...

i got to sit in the dugout and you didn't!

i'm probably violating some copyright thing at the moment because this was taken by one of our event photographers. but when we went on the busch stadium tour as part of our reunion event a couple weeks ago - i got to sit in the dugout and stand on the field - but not on the grass - and sit on mike shannon's yoga ball (not as kinky as it sounds - i promise)...

blech...

so a week or so ago my doctor increased one of my medications from twice a day to three times a day.

the drug has side effects that play with appitite.

and ever since i started increasing the medication - i totally lack an appetite. i'm not hungry. the thought of food makes me nausiated. i have to force myself to eat 85% of the time.

it kinda sucks....

except for the part where the scale told me i was 5 pounds lighter this morning. that part wasn't so bad...

news flash

there are currently - as of 11:55 this morning - central time - people camped out in front of the fox theater on grand - waiting to buy......


clay aiken tickets. they go on sale tomorrow.

um...

is anyone out there???

solicitation...

i am soliciting donations toward a fund so that i can buy a laptop.

see - i have this short story floating around in my head. i haven't written one in so long - part of me isn't sure i know how to do it anymore. (what's the subject and where do i put the predicate again? and is it mandatory to use the word "nipple" - i seem to remember something from the college paper about that...) a few people ragged on my writing a few years ago. some people say they believe in me. others i don't think mean it. actions speak louder.

but darnit all to poopyville - there's something in my head and if i don't get it out - i'm going to go insane. or drown. because i always seem to think about it in the shower. and the thoughts just keep going and going and i have no where to put them and then by tomorrow they are gone and i have to start all over again.

and i don't seem to have a computer around when i have time to actually write it. like in the shower. not that a laptop would help me in the shower. but you get the point.

and i can't do it the old fashioned way. my hand gets crampy writing my to do list.

so i need a laptop. who wants to help me? who wants to see the story floating in my head?? come on. who wants to see? who wants to be first???

i'm tellin ya. i could be the next j.k. rowlings. cept - what's in my head is so totally not fantasy...

gripes and grins...

GRIPES

• i haven't received child support since august. and the last bit before that was may. children can't live on $50 every six months.
• no matter how hard i try - i can't seem to make everyone happy.
• i really wish i could do part time work for full time pay.
• i know there's something i'm meant to do with my life - i just can't seem to find it.
• i don't have enough hours in the day. to sleep. to work. to play.
• i'm always tired and i sometimes feel like a bad mom and wife.

GRINS

• i have some good friends who have stood by me through anything.
• my best friend will happily take a 15 minute phone call from me where i do nothing but bitch and never mentions that i forgot to ask her anything about her day before i have to hang up.
• i have food in my belly, a roof over my head, and a thick comforter on my bed and people to share it all with.
• i have homemade chocolate chip ice cream hardening in my freezer - courtesy of my new ice cream maker (4 years is the appliance anniversary)
• i have a purring kitty in my lap who will continue to love me unconditionally as long as i continue to give her food.
• i have a husband, daughter, and family who all love me - even when the laundry isn't done, the sink is full of dishes, and i only have energy to serve hot dogs and mac and cheese for dinner.

stress...

how come i wasn't interviewed for this?

crazy dentistry...

and people wonder why i'm so afraid to go to the dentist...

r.i.p.

i would like to share a moment of silence in the memory of lisa moore, beloved wife of les moore, mother of summer moore and darin fairgood, lawyer, breast cancer activist, friend. she passed on the morning of october 4, 2007 with the printing of the morning paper. her courage, humor, good heart, and wit will be missed by readers everywhere...

and let us not comment on how lame i am to mourn a comic strip character. i'm already well aware of that...

idea for a new reality show...

it stars me...

and i'm a prospective employee...

and i am interviewing prospective employers, spending time in their offices, seeing how they behave with others in their natural habitat, giving them challenges, plastering them with booze, etc.

and then i meet with my - i dunno - headhunter guy - and together we talk about each employer and how great they are or sucky they seem...

and then i hold a ceremony where i give each prospective employer except for one a business card with my name on it and tell they that they are still in the running toward becoming the next source of my income...

and one by one - I REJECT THEM until i'm down to the last two potential employers....

and then i get to decide who is worthy of my efforts and who can go back to the bottom of the prospective pool and start interviewing with someone new all over again....

i'm telling you. it's a totally great, money making, emmy winning, brilliant idea...

who wants to help me pitch it to vh1?

favorite quote from last nite's episode of house...

Henry: So I’m playing this whole game to be like… your secretary.
House: Assistant sounds marginally less demeaning.
Henry: Not my dream job.
House: Actually it is. Just isn’t your dream title.

woot woot pt. 2

ugly betty was pretty good. i cried at the end when her sister came back to reality and said that santos was dead. *sniffle* i knew it all along. kept telling jeff he was really dead and she was dreaming...

csi - i don't know why - but i'm a bit disappointed. can't put my finger on it. however, i read today that jorja fox and cbs couldn't come to a contract agreement and she will leave the show in november. i'll believe it when i see it - we've been down this path before...

and for the rock of love finale - thank god he picked jes! heather is a fat stripping sore loser cow. i didn't like her already - but when she failed the diabetic test - i was uber mad.

jeff wondered out loud if it was just a test or if it was real. but i'm pretty sure it was real. especially the one with jes. he looked "classic low" to me...

hmmm.

i miss gillmore girls...