so - okay...for those of you who know me, know i HEART the cowbell! i got a fever baby...and the only prescription is - more cowbell... man...that thing rocks! i came across this lil' diddy today and thought i needed to share the wonders on this tiny tin wonder. a wonder we all know as - the cowbell.
Tuesday, January 30, 2007
Friday, January 26, 2007
dedication
i dedicate the following drunkin' 'thursday night' post to one of my best friends, NAT.
NAT - she sure has waaaaaaaaay toooooooooo much time on her hands. emailin' me about not posting on a regular basis...etc etc - blah blah blah.... fart. poop. hey - G'...'i'd like to have a pretty sweet job like yer's'....'you know, where one can sit in a booth, talking smack about celebs, crappy movies and watermains overflowing causing traffic jams and crazy ass road rage...' 'a job where i can come home after 4 hours of strenuous *(eyeroll)* jibbi jabba - and a few minutes of reading copy about pedicures, restaurants with new specials and cell phone deals....wooooooo' wait, ignore my sarcasm - that does sound pretty sweet - youse guys hiring? xoxox - i heart you lady...! i miss seeing yer big head, the slick grease spot that constantly made & still makes me gag along with yer ability to fart on demand - whether people want you to or not. big hugs & wet smooches...the kind of smooch where the spit from my pie-hole runs down the corners of yer mouth, down yer chin and soaks the collar of yer shirt.
NAT - she sure has waaaaaaaaay toooooooooo much time on her hands. emailin' me about not posting on a regular basis...etc etc - blah blah blah.... fart. poop. hey - G'...'i'd like to have a pretty sweet job like yer's'....'you know, where one can sit in a booth, talking smack about celebs, crappy movies and watermains overflowing causing traffic jams and crazy ass road rage...' 'a job where i can come home after 4 hours of strenuous *(eyeroll)* jibbi jabba - and a few minutes of reading copy about pedicures, restaurants with new specials and cell phone deals....wooooooo' wait, ignore my sarcasm - that does sound pretty sweet - youse guys hiring? xoxox - i heart you lady...! i miss seeing yer big head, the slick grease spot that constantly made & still makes me gag along with yer ability to fart on demand - whether people want you to or not. big hugs & wet smooches...the kind of smooch where the spit from my pie-hole runs down the corners of yer mouth, down yer chin and soaks the collar of yer shirt.
Thursday, January 25, 2007
'its thursday....debauchery ensues'
it's thursday and i'm sitting here, beer in hand - wearing frumpy clothes - cat on my lap - dog by my feet, a few friends circled around me - gossiping. the radio is on, playing a wicked mixed tape i made - i mean cd... :) but wait...i run my fingers through my hair and i scratch my ear... as i lower my arm back to my side it gently caresses my cheek and falls along my chin. WHAT?!? what is this...? a crumb from a cookie i ate at dinner? a piece of lint that fell off my oversized sweat shirt when i pulled it over my head? SWEET JESUS!!!!!! AN F'IN CHIN HAIR!!! had this been a movie or tv show i would have zoomed in for an 'extreme close up' on the little black, thick, unwanted guest. seems like ever since i turn the big 3-0....things that never happened to me in the past, are happening to me now. wtf?! why? karma? am i being punished for laughing at friends or anyone for that matter, as they humiliate themselves in public? is it because i'm so ravishingly beautiful that it's the universes way for me to learn humility - pppphhhffftttttt... hee hee, kidding. anyway, why was i plagued with such and intrusion? this is going to hurt my love life - well, atleast continue to to hinder my non-existent love life... what will happen one night - when i'm FINALLY on the date of my dreams, and the dude i'm with, as we're mackin' out, starts grabin' at my goodies - get's all 'hot & bothered' - and goes to slightly pull on my hair but caresses my chin/cheeks as he makes his way to my head and he runs over the prickly pete growing out of my chin?!? what then - huh? THE HORROR!!!
ack - so i went into the bathroom - somewhat 3 sheets to the wind... cause we've been drinking...ssshhhhhh - i find my tweezers and begin to try to pluck the bastard out. as i try to focus, my sister walks past the bathroom - i'm hanging out her house for a while - anyway, she walks past me and wonders what the fuck i'm doing... i say to her, 'HELP'! i can't get this chin hair out! help me please! so, she angles me towards the light, and begins to find what i've been fingering for the past 10 mins... wait, that sounded a bit risqué... hee hee - anyway, she finds the culprit and proceeds to tell me it's an ingrown - and can't get it out! not only has this new unwanted friend made its way to my baby face, it's an f'in ingrown! OH LORD - WHY... wait, if i tweeze it, does it mean that 6 more will grow in its place like grey hair? should i just maybe bleach this one lil' hair? my drunkin' dilemma. so, my sister grabs some toilet paper and begins to try to squeeze the fucker out. it hurt, but kinda felt good at the same time...does that make me weird - or creepy? anyway, it pokes through a wee bit and i was able to dig it out - unfortunately for me, it left a big red mark from digging it out with the tweezers. it also lead me to see that my eyebrows needed a weeee cleanup... that fiasco further lead me in calling the spa at 1am - friday morning, leaving a message asking them to squeeze me in for a brow cleanup after my, maybe...possibly...going at my brows - with drunkin' eyes. i might have possibly; just a weeee bit - plucked out one tooooo many hairs and now have a couple of bald spots through each brow... TIP: hide the tweezers, hair dye and scissors when you plan on having a few gals over to drink, hang out, & catch up...that is, until you realize that hen parties consisting of alcoholic beverages, talk about relationships that may be failing, guy bashing, sex that's not fulfilling anymore, coloring people's hair, tweezing and trimming ones bangs - DON'T MIX!
ack - so i went into the bathroom - somewhat 3 sheets to the wind... cause we've been drinking...ssshhhhhh - i find my tweezers and begin to try to pluck the bastard out. as i try to focus, my sister walks past the bathroom - i'm hanging out her house for a while - anyway, she walks past me and wonders what the fuck i'm doing... i say to her, 'HELP'! i can't get this chin hair out! help me please! so, she angles me towards the light, and begins to find what i've been fingering for the past 10 mins... wait, that sounded a bit risqué... hee hee - anyway, she finds the culprit and proceeds to tell me it's an ingrown - and can't get it out! not only has this new unwanted friend made its way to my baby face, it's an f'in ingrown! OH LORD - WHY... wait, if i tweeze it, does it mean that 6 more will grow in its place like grey hair? should i just maybe bleach this one lil' hair? my drunkin' dilemma. so, my sister grabs some toilet paper and begins to try to squeeze the fucker out. it hurt, but kinda felt good at the same time...does that make me weird - or creepy? anyway, it pokes through a wee bit and i was able to dig it out - unfortunately for me, it left a big red mark from digging it out with the tweezers. it also lead me to see that my eyebrows needed a weeee cleanup... that fiasco further lead me in calling the spa at 1am - friday morning, leaving a message asking them to squeeze me in for a brow cleanup after my, maybe...possibly...going at my brows - with drunkin' eyes. i might have possibly; just a weeee bit - plucked out one tooooo many hairs and now have a couple of bald spots through each brow... TIP: hide the tweezers, hair dye and scissors when you plan on having a few gals over to drink, hang out, & catch up...that is, until you realize that hen parties consisting of alcoholic beverages, talk about relationships that may be failing, guy bashing, sex that's not fulfilling anymore, coloring people's hair, tweezing and trimming ones bangs - DON'T MIX!
Saturday, January 06, 2007
YPF - Young People Fucking
yes, you heard me... 'YOUNG PEOPLE FUCKING'... i'm soooo sorry to ya'll. for those of you who didn't know, i've been working in filmland - back to back features. that's been my life for the past 4 months. the previous shoots, not worth talking about - trust me...it sucked... well, shooting crews were fantastic - the office...meh, not worth me typing about... anyway, my last shoot. amazing! it was a well written feature film called 'YOUNG PEOPLE FUCKING'. just like the name of the film - the synopsis, quite similar...! haha! working 7 days a week for months was very trying and i'm i'm very sorry for not getting back to people and not being able to see anyone...! i hope ya'll had an amazing holiday and are having a fabulous 2007 so far! i am... i do need to stop partying so hard though - my new year's resolution - we'll see how that work's out..although, to start off my new year - a friend's 30th b-day... geesh! good going KAT - thanks for making me break my resolution - below...a few pics from my night of debauchery (wrap party - YPF) before the christmas holiday. fun - good times!
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