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Friday, 30 June 2006

I'm off to the start of Summer of Weddings '06 (let's hope there's no sequel in '07).  What weird events, weddings.  I can't get started on them.


by: DJGroovySlug at June 30, 2006 12:38 | link | comments random thoughts

Friday, 30 June 2006

Good Work

by: DJGroovySlug at June 30, 2006 11:13 | link | comments

Thursday, 29 June 2006

My level of creativity ebbs and flows like the tide.  SEE!!! SEE WHAT I MEAN!!!! 

So I want to write, really I do. But I got nothing.  I'm black.  Whoops, I meant to say I'm blank.  Big distinction, not that there's anything wrong with being black either. 

Last night I went out for sushi and two people claimed to dislike miso soup.  Something about the way it tastes/smells.  Except.  Except.  It's broth!!! It is beef broth with chives and tofu!!! How can it possibly taste/smell like anything offensive?  That's like having a problem with rice!!! 

So here's where I lose about 98% of my readership, but can we talk about "The Hills" for a minute?  What a little bitch that Jason was for being upset that L.C. might miss his birthday.  The boy got to go out and play golf with his buddies and she still made it in time for dinner, which is all that really matters anyway.

That being said, L.C. is way too over-emotional about him not sitting with her at dinner.  If I was her, I would be like please get your scruffy butt away from me, you're ruining my cool.  Plus, too much Jason means less chance that The Hills will be renewed, and less chance that L.C. gets fantastic internships  for which she otherwise wouldn't be qualified.

Also, I find Heidi much more palatable in small doses.  And Audrina's starting to grow on me.  I like the direction the show is taking (I guess diverting from one spoiled brat's problems to another spoiled brat's problems isn't exactly a diversion...but whatever.)
by: DJGroovySlug at June 29, 2006 10:35 | link | comments (1) random thoughts

Wednesday, 28 June 2006

I have nothing to say.  Which is a lie, it means I'm just busy and I don't feel like talking about it.  So instead I'm going to direct you to one of our very own blogs that has gained minor notoriety on the interweb:

http://www.catsthatlooklikehitler.com

He calls them "Kitlers." How awesome is that???

Congrats to one of our own Motime blogs!  You've hit the big time!
by: DJGroovySlug at June 28, 2006 15:45 | link | comments

Tuesday, 27 June 2006

The Tome of Weingarten: Book of Relationships 3:41

Weingarten addressed the issue of what a woman owes a man after he pays for a date:

"When a man invites a woman to dinner, he is trying to have a good time. He is intertaining himself, both with a meal, and with company he hopes he will like. Whether or not he intends to score is just a matter of degree: The fact is, he wants to be entertained. (Or, of course, develop a lasting relationship.) He is taking a gamble (as of course is the woman -- she is gambling her time, and her peace of mind.) It's an arm's length thing.

For that man to feel that the woman owes him ANYTHING (other than common courtesy one would expect of any person in any social situation) is placing waaay too much emphasis on the expenditure of money. That money means nothing. And to argue that it does is to make the evening transactional, which it isn't.

By saying that she owed him nothing, I didn't mean to imply that she didn't owe him courtesy. We all owe each other that, unless we establish we don't deserve it."
by: DJGroovySlug at June 27, 2006 17:14 | link | comments random thoughts

Monday, 26 June 2006

So the Birthday weekend was a success, including my first (joint) attempt at holding a function, in this case a BBQ that was unfortunately rained on, so we packed everyone into the very small apartment and quickly learned that no one wants to hang out in the couch, but in the kitchen while I'm squeezing past them trying to get food on the grill because people are hungry damnit and why isn't the food ready yet?  Otherwise I'm probably the only person who was stressed about it, in fact some people were so relaxed they decided to stay.  Practically indefinitely.  I'm a horrible hostess, I guess, but when I put on my pajamas that's generally a clue for GET OUT OF MY HOME. 

Furthermore, I learned that when one hosts these events, one essentially becomes a Madame, enabling single people everywhere to suddenly spend the time flirting and hoping for at least a phone number.  That's fine, whatever, but do I really need to be privy to watching people mack on each other on my couch?  And do they need to do it at 12:30 at night? 

Boy am I sour.  I should be more than willing to help out the singles, after all, we're all in this together.  Liberty, Equality, Fraternity and Copulation.  The motto of my generation.  BUT NOT IN MY HOME!!!

In all fairness, my one friend did call to apologize for hanging out so late, casually mentioning that they left around 1:30am (I was asleep).  I guess it would've been fine, you know, if they hadn't failed to leave the door to the apartment not only unlocked but wide open, leaving my laptop, financial records, and most importantly, my hamster wide open to whatever theives were out there.  Luckily someone stayed the night, and would presumably have protected our belongings, at least would have tried if he wasn't passed out on the bean bag chair on the floor of the living room.

That being said, I want to do it again soon. Yay BBQ! Yay super awesome birthday weekend!!
by: DJGroovySlug at June 26, 2006 12:31 | link | comments

Friday, 23 June 2006

Today is my birthday.   I'm 23 and I feel so old, except not really since I'm considerably younger than everyone else in the adult world, so at least I have that if not my fleeting youth.  In all honesty, I still feel like I'm 19, which makes sense because at 23 I still manage to get carded everywhere I go, EVEN WHEN OTHER PEOPLE WHO ARE YOUNGER THAN ME DON'T GET CARDED.  I guess it's a good thing, at least I won't have to buy stock in La Mer anytime soon.

I didn't go into work today, the plan was to sleep in, which failed thanks to two things.  First the power went out, leaving us without air conditioning for who knows how long.  I woke up hot and miserable.  Two, The Boy woke up earlier than he ever had in his entire life for work, not because he really needed to get in but his macboook pro is scheduled to be delivered today and lord knows we can't let it languish at the office un-supervised.  Boys really do stink. 

It actually worked out okay since I spent the morning in media overload, listening to my new iPod, playing on my new laptop while watching Golden Girls on my brand new TV.  Whoever said multi-tasking was the downfall of the modern world didn't know what they were talking about. 

I've come to the conclusion that anyone who is anybody is born in June or November.   I celebrate more birthdays on these months than any other.  November babies must be the result of Valentine's Day activities.  I guess people born in June are Halloween babies?  There's something to be said for those busty french maid costumes...

So I've spent the day doing typical birthday things like hanging out by the pool while attractive pool boys bring me frozen drinks.  Actually I took my car for inspection so I wouldn't get another ticket (Happy Birthday to me!), then brought my friend lunch since he's homebound after surgery.  Now I'm going to clean, since I don't want people to know that my roomate and I are really bachelor frat boys disguised as young Asian women.  Oh well.  At least I'm not at work!!!



Here's the Beebz making me lunch.  What a good little critter.
by: DJGroovySlug at June 23, 2006 14:36 | link | comments (5)

Thursday, 22 June 2006

Non Sequitur

  • Rachel and I determined last night that beyond figuring out which meats to cook, sending out online e-vites, estimating a budget and securing a drunken punch recipe, we haven't done much in the way of planning our Sunday BBQ except one very important thing:  we figured out what we are going to wear.

  • At the softball game last week I politely informed the team captain that this would be my last game if I wasn't given a jersey to wear, and that the performance of that game would be directly affected by my not having one.  So yesterday he asked me what nickname I wanted on the back of my jersey. "DJ Groovy Slug" will invariably lead to a discussion of my blog and therefore the reading of my blog by coworkers.  I was thinking "Tron" because it makes it sound like I could kill someone (oh the irony of a tiny little female nicknamed Tron, I love it) but one of my coworkers didn't even know what the Chappelle's Show was, let alone Tron, and that frazzled my brain and now I'm out of ideas.

  • So a few days ago I happened to see a pair of Mormon boys clearly on their mission, riding around on bikes wearing ties.  Pardon my lack of knowledge regarding how mission works, but how many people do these little boys actually convert?  I know the last thing I need is a pair of pubescent boys ringing on my doorbell to tell me that I'm living my life the wrong way.  I didn't even know how to properly merge my vehicle at that age, let alone know that I wanted to give my life up to the one Lord and Savior Jesus H. Christ.  Oh, there's no H?  Jesus doesn't have a middle name?  Well I'm glad you stopped by then. 

  • This is your Virgin Who Can't Drive Fantasy World Cup Team Update:  Um. Yeah.  So soccer's not my sport.  Oh well. Fantasy football starts soon, who wants to teach me how to do that???
by: DJGroovySlug at June 22, 2006 11:23 | link | comments (2) random thoughts

Wednesday, 21 June 2006

How to Interpret FemaleSpeak

conversation abbreviated for the sake of the viewer:

Me: Jordan said something about wings tonight did you want to go?
Boy: What about pilates tonight?
Me: If I get a better offer, I usually take it.
Boy: Aren't wings the opposite of pilates?
Me: And? (Translation: Go on.  I dare you.  Say one more word about it and I will do the verbal equivalent of cutting off your manhood. )
Boy: Nothing

Wise move, young grasshopper.
by: DJGroovySlug at June 21, 2006 09:15 | link | comments (2) random thoughts

Tuesday, 20 June 2006

I'm determined to start a religion based on Gene Weingarten's writings.  Weingartenism will be the best religion ever and I shall attempt to convert all of you.  I send The Boy chat quotes which he politely ignores, but luckily have been saved for posterity.  This particular point was of interest to me, since my birthday is this Friday (shocking I know, I'm really bad about springing that on people at the last minute.)

"No one over 22 years old should ever have a mixed drink involving more than two ingredients, and, ideally, one of them should be ice. Frozen slush is not acceptable for an adult drink, nor is anything containing even a single sweet ingredient, with the sole exception of margaritas, and only if the Cointreau is minimal and, of course, the drink is on the rocks."

That being said, I'm lazy when it comes to just about everything, so having to think of a drink generally dwindles down to the pairs: Red Bull vodka, rum & coke, gin & tonic, jack & coke, oj & vodka, guinness & pale ale.  Yup.  I agree.  Alcohol should only exist in pairs.
by: DJGroovySlug at June 20, 2006 12:41 | link | comments (2)