Check out this Bollywood version of "Thriller." There are no words.
A bunch of my blogging buddies seems to have some sort of weekly feature on their blogs. Rusty has Saturday Hotness (sometimes), March has Forgotten Disc Friday, and Pog has Sucky CD Sunday. I thought I'd join the party with Guilty Pleasure Saturday, which will be a sampling of songs I blast at full-volume when I'm home alone or when I'm in my car and quickly turn down as soon as someone else approaches. Let's start things off with Scorpions "No One Like You."
Labels: Guilty Pleasure Saturday
There is a new procedure where surgeons take hair from the scalp and sew it onto the eyelids, creating false eyelashes. That's freaking disgusting. My eyelashes are thin as hell, but I wear mascara and they look fine. Source
I watched Brokeback Mountain the other week and was wondering if anyone else had seen it. Did I miss something? I thought it was incredibly slow and boring (and no, I'm not one of those people who watches action flicks) and I didn't give a rat's rectum about the relationship because I didn't care about Ennis or Jack as people. They did nothing to make me like them. I also felt no sadness whatsoever when (it's been long enough that this isn't a spoiler) Jack died. Am I just a cold, heartless bitch or did other people feel this way too?
This story of the 67-year-old social worker who was killed while taking a child for a visit with his mother hits close to home for me since I did in-home work with families whose children were involved in Children and Youth Services before I took my current position with the company. Fortunately I never had families who I felt were dangerous. Some were assholes or nasty pieces of trash, but never dangerous (and on the flip side, some were wonderful). We had to go to some pretty bad neighborhoods though. My time in that position was relatively drama-free, but I was, quite randomly I might add, accused by a client's husband of plotting with her to kill him. This family's picture is in the dictionary under dysfunctional--I could write a book. It's actually a funny story, but I'll get back on topic. This quote in particular resonated with me:
"Family services spokeswoman Vikki Franklin acknowledged that it is common practice for social aides to travel alone. "But if a worker should be concerned about safety, he or she can request an escort by a police officer or another social worker."But another social worker said such escorts are rarely requested because workers are typically so pressed that they don't have the time to arrange for an escort."
I think Blogger should work on the bugs in its old system before it introduces a new one. Who's with me?
A school in Massachusetts banned tag and other unsupervised contact games because of the fear that parents will sue the school if their children get hurt at recess. I don't know which is worse: the fact that our children are further being coddled or the fact that we live in a society where people would sue a school because their children got hurt on the playground while playing an innocent childhood game. What good are we doing our children by never allowing anything unpleasant to happen to them?
Labels: current events
On Friday I left from work to go to my friend's house. She lives right outside of Allentown, so I was pretty close to Scranton. I didn't see Jim though :(. We had a glass of wine and then walked around the extremely cute town. They have ordinances that don't allow chains within the town limits so they had a lot of neat restaurants and shops. After that we went to what my friend called a dive bar (that place was like a tie-required place compared to some of the dives I've frequented). I had an excellent meal and even found a beer that I like besides Corona. Of course I have no idea what it's called, but it was raspberry flavored. My friend was sick with a cold and I had a raging headache after my wine, the raspberry beer, a Coronoa, and a Midori sour, so we went home and watched 2 episodes of Entourage before going to bed. It was decent and it gave me a new TV boyfriend, Adrian Grenier (as if I need another one). I had seen him in The Devil Wears Prada, but he looks hotter in Entourage for some reason.
Labels: weekend update
Last night's Office was a million times better than last week's but something still seems off. Maybe it's because Jim is at the other office. I think the show is becoming less realistic and more like a sitcom. This is my 3rd favorite show of all-time, but I don't think shows like this were meant to have so many episodes.
On Saturday morning I got up at 6:30 to go get my oil changed and have breakfast with my dad at Denny's. I learned that my financial situation, namely my credit card balance (which is not at all bad, especially compared to most people my age) is a topic of conversation for my whole family. Gotta love that. I told Rusty I'm tempted to make copies of all my statements and send them out to my family members so everyone can stay abreast of my personal information. After breakfast I went to the grocery store. I couldn't believe how many people were there at 8:30 on a Saturday morning. What the hell?! After that I came home and cleaned, then in the afternoon Chris and I went to the mall to get new cell phones. We were each paying $29.99/month for 250 minutes and that's it. Did I mention that Cingular fucked all of AT&T's old customers up the ass when they bought it? So now we have a family plan which is $59.99/month and we get 550 peak minutes, unlimited nights and weekends and mobile-to-mobile. Plus we got new phones. It's a pretty basic phone but I don't need, nor would I be able to figure out, bells and whistles.
Labels: weekend update
Accidental Hedonist had a post the other week about the Food Network being dumbed-down. The good cooks like Sara Moulton and Mario Batali are being replaced by the Sandra Lees and Rachael Rays. Not only that, but their programming schedule is being filled with, well, filler, like Paula's Party and Rachael's 5 million shows. I don't watch the Food Network to learn about the best steakhouse in San Antonio or how to make an appetizer using only Velveeta and marshmallow fluff. I want to know how to make things from scratch using fresh ingredients and how to apply my knowledge of cooking techniques learned from making one dish to dishes I'm making for the first time. The number of people with actual knowledge on that network is really lacking. Don't get me wrong; I don't hate every show except Good Eats, I just wish they would have more of a balance. I love Paula Deen, but I don't feel that she's an expert. I highly doubt she'd do well making traditional French cuisine. Alton, on the other hand, understands the science that goes into cooking as well as the art, so he can be more informative. I don't learn many useful tips when I'm watching Paula or Rachael or Ina.
Wow. Last night's Office... Didn't like it at all. I cracked a smile once at the dentist named Crentist. I'm not too impressed with this season so far:
Back in the day I was a huge fan of Weird Al. My interest waned for the past decade or so, but I love his new song "White and Nerdy." I was looking on YouTube for some of his classic videos and found this hilarious "interview" with Eminem. Enjoy!
The latest update to the sick bastard who killed those kids is that he molested relatives 20 years ago and that's why he killed those girls. A co-worker said she just read he had lubricant with him; I suppose he was going to sexually assault them. Luckily he didn't get to do that, although what he did is horrific enough. Two other girls died in the hospital, so it's now up to five.
Labels: current events
Our area is in the news again, this time for something horrific. Today a man took hostages at an Amish school, killing at least 3 little Amish girls, a teacher's aide, and himself. Before killing himself, the man called his wife and told her this was an act of revenge for something that happened 20 years ago.
Labels: current events
My annual salary + approximately $12,000 = what Oprah makes in one minute.