Tuesday night Whiskification™

Seriously...I'm not a "laying in the gutter with puke stains on my socks" drunk. I enjoy my whiskey on occasion...sometimes it helps me overcome insomnia....and it's delicious! I could go the route of red or white wine..both of which are chasers to be honest. Speaking of wine...like we were having a whole "oh WINE" conversation...which we were not! Was that a proper sentence? Who gives a fuck?!? Anyway....where was I going with this? Oh yes! Spent a weekend with my biotches in NYC last weekend (not this past weekend...the weekend before to clarify...and I use the term "biotches" in the most loving way). Saturday night of said weekend I had some whiskey shots ("some" being a number between 1 and oof). Started to read some movie credits on the TV in the hotel room that was smaller than Justin Beaver's penis after 6 hours in a cold swimming pool...but I digress. I remember starting to read the credits...but that's about it. From what I have been told by my biotches...I drank some wine (not a good mix with the whiskey for me apparently), completed the credits including an apparently hilarious comment about the "best boy grip", and totally missed the foreign naked guy at about 3am (pissed off about that). I was going somewhere with this...but, alas...whiskified™

Bad movie...SPANK SPANK!!!

OK...I'm watching at this moment the God-awful movie "Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band". So bad you just can't look away! A few great renditions of Beatles' songs (Aerosmith's "Come Together", Earth Wind & Fire's "Got to Get You into My Life")...but what a bad movie! The recent movie "Across the Universe" was 5 billion times better. Just saying.  Sadly, I own the soundtrack of SPLHCB on vinyl. DON"T JUDGE ME!!!!!

The Hate List

Oh, yes...the hate list
Celine Dion...#1...Seriously, when she first came into popularity I liked her....but in such a short time she became in her own mind "the greatest singer ever" (so wonderfully parodied on SNL). Get over yourself, bitch! You're not Streisand, Benatar, Aretha, or even that really pretty chick Justin Beaver. Get over yourself, Celine. You're mediocre at best.
Olsen Twins...#2...Troll dolls...remember them? Slightly, I know. But maybe I'm wrong...the Olsen Twins have contributed so much to the history of acting, music, culture, comedy....oh, wait...comedy! YES!!! That's where their legacy is most weighty (even though shoving a finger down the throat isn't so much "weighty"). Where was I going with this? Who cares? (much like the Olsens' career now..."Who cares?")
I'm whiskified™ and have run out of stuff. Accept this 2-entry list as my ultimate hate list (whiskified™ spelling and grammar be as it may). I shall now pass out. So there!!!

Asshole drivers

So...driving to work this morning, la-dee-da...doing 60 on the divided, 4 lane road, one car about 200 feet in front of me also doing 60...nothing behind me as far as the eye can see. Car in front of me passes the driveway of a day care center and a soccer-Mom-mobile pulls up to the end of the driveway. I figure she or he will wait for me to pass because I'm way too close to pull out in front of.  BUT NOOOOOOOO!!!!!! Bitch pulls out in front of me causing me to have to swerve into the left lane to pass around him/her. I mean seriously! What is going through the non-existent brains of some drivers? So friggin' impatient they can't wait 2 seconds to pull out of a driveway or out from a stop sign or whatever when there's absolutely nothing behind me?!?!?!? Asshole drivers! Just saying!

Missed opportunities?

So....this past weekend I had the extreme pleasure of gathering with a few beloved "internet friends" in NYC. Had the time of my life! Too bad we learned there was a Museum of Sex too late to visit it while we were all together (that would've rocked!).  Anyway...there was a moment Sunday afternoon when 3 of us were at Dave & Busters (it's apparently a chain of restaurant/bar/arcades...none around where I live)...we kicked ass at the video trivia game and won tons of tickets to redeem for prizes.  One of the prizes available was a Justin Beaver doll, and I jokingly said I wanted it. I really didn't at the time, but now I kinda regret not getting it because it would be funny to own. Hell...I own a Cher doll (but she's a goddess and I had to have that). I collect Pez dispensers and such and love it! Now I'm kind of thinking of collecting celebrity dolls. I don't know exactly why, but do any of us actually know why we collect what we do? Is it a compulsion or just a fun thing to do? I prefer the latter because it's mentally healthier (like I'm mentally healthy...LOL). OK...I've decided!  Celebrity dolls collection! I'm weird...just accept it!

Yes, I'm now "blogging"...

...because it's free and because I need to document my insanity. Actually, I don't really need to document it...but WTF? It's free!!! Just saying.