Those are mimosas . . .

. . . My favorite drink of the summer.

And while you're thinking about Mimosas, mosey on over to a blog I contrubute to, along with my sister-in-law Becca, entitled 'Dear Sir, Ma'am, or Entity Unlikely to Respond.' We loved Timothy McSweeney's 'Letters to Entities that are Unlikely to Respond', so we are writing our own. They may or may not be funny, I leave that up to you. You can find a link over there on the right hand side, or just go here:


www.dearsirormaam.blogspot.com

editing = not my forte

You may realize while reading that I make a lot of typos, yet I graduated with a degree in English. I go back and read entries and find mistakes often, but I am too lazy to fix them. I am not sure why, but I really really really hate reading abck ovr things once I have written them. Which explains how I manged to turn in a Midterm paper for my Shakespeare II class with half of it missing because I had run out of ink, and not gone back through to look at it after I printed. My instructor wrote a note that said: "With what I can read, it seem like it could be a good argument....however, the situation remains foggy at best."

Walgreens - a hotbed of crazy

I love going to Walgreens. Love, love, love it. Yesterday, I was having one of those 'everything annoys me' type of days. So instead of deciding to get some icecream of chocolate, I went to Walgreens and told myself I could pick out a new lip gloss in order to make myself feel better. Not too expensive and not fattening at all. And -bonus- I had a prescription that I needed to get taken care of. Problem solved.

While I am at Walgreens wandering around looking at all the wonderful things there are there, I hear a woman yelling in to her phone and the conversation goes like this:

'NO! I'm not kidding you, they still haven't gotten your prescription ready! I know! They're like....inbreds or something. I mean, how long does it take to fill a prescription around here! Jesus H. Christ, it's like we're asking them to get all the chemicals and condense them into pill form while we wait! What's it take, a scientist?'

Well.....yes. Pretty much. A pharmacy tech. Thanks for asking.

Conversation number two between man and woman:

'Do we need a humidifier?'
'No, honey, we do not.'
'But it's on sale.'
'I see that.'
'Don't you feel like you're dry?'
'What do you mean?'
'You know, like your skin could glow a little more.'

Ouch. Not sure you wanna go there, Insulty McSulterson.

Number Three between pharmacy tech and man at counter.

'May I have your wife's birthday?'
'December 19th.'
*tech types in birthdate*
'Are you sure?'
'Yes, December 19'
'That's coming up as incorrect'
'But that's her birthday.'
'I've tried three times now, and it is denying me access.'
'Well, you have the wrong date. Her birthday is the 19.'
'Okay, let's try to pull up your file. Can I have your birthday?'
'December 19th.....oh.....wait.'

Walgreens: Dinner and a show!

This Week = The Best Week Ever?

Two nights ago I was delighting in the sounds of Swell Season, and tonight, I will be sitting in box seats watching Wicked as it's national tour finally takes the stage here. This might just be one of the best weeks of my life, musically speaking.

Last nigh in Review

Last night a wide variety of people and I were at the Uptown Theatre to revel in the goodness that is Swell Season. We sat in the balcony in the first four rows and had an excellent view of Glen Hansard and Marketa Irglova as they entertained the crowd, told us funny stories about how a self-help book can ruin a relationship, and at one point insulted the people in the box seats.

Glen started out the concert unplugged and un-miked singing ‘Say it To Me Now’ which was just amazing, and I’ve never heard a concert audience reduced to such silence. Other highlights included Marketa singing a brand new song that she wasn’t sure was finished or not, but it was absolutely lovely. They also covered a Pixie song which I can’t remember the name of right now, but was about clothes and eyeliner.

They encouraged us to sing along with ‘Falling Slowly’ the song that recently won them an Oscar. About that time was the time he explained that he dropped the f-bomb so much because the Irish like to get back at the English for making them speak English by making it really, really profane English. ‘Lies’ was intense, and then they sand a song about how mix tapes are essential to relationships. "Drown Out' was beautiful, and "Star, Star' was sentimental without being mushy and cliche.

After their set, they came back and played an encore that was almost as long as the first set, including Marketa’s ‘If You Want Me’ and an ode to Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. Their Violin Player played an original song of his own which was also a highlight.

Anyway, they are truly a band where their recording is great but doesn’t do them justice. They are amazing live.

For Becca:

The hilarious FourFour who recaps America's Next Top Model Put this picture on his blog on Tuesday. I think it sums up how I feel about Dominique.