Strange Fruit

Oh, the way he sings the last word of the song...

TGIW!

Yay! 4-day weekend! Today is John's last day at his old job and he starts the new one Monday, so we're taking the whole weekend off together.

Tomorrow, we're going to the Museum of Science in Boston. I haven't been there in probably 15 years. When I was a kid, I used to LOVE going there...because I've always been so interested in science. I'm so excited to go back! This should be interesting!

Bananas

Work is today.

"I see a sponge truck and I want to paint it black."

In Spencer, MA, there is an old white truck with multi-colored sponge marks all over it. Yesterday, John said, "I'd buy it just to paint it black." I responded by singing the quote used as the title of my blog. We kept singing after that...but the only other line I can remember was, "and then I'll drive my sponge truck up and down the road..." Ahhh, such fun I have with the hubs.

I got to play a Nintendo Wii this weekend (shall I say wiikend?). It was SO much fun and I can't wait to get one! I pretty much dominated Wii bowling and the Wii character we (wii?) made for John was perfect...you couldn't help but laugh every time it came on the screen because it was dead ringer...lmao I gave mine a face with an attitude because I think I pretty much look pissed all the time unless I'm smiling. There is no normal expression that my face makes. It's either smiling or pissed. That's it, my default face is pissed. It's gotten me into plenty of trouble because people automatically assume I have an attitude. Anyway, after the Wii, a bunch of people were playing Halo and it got pretty rowdy and LOUD up in there. I busied myself trying to get to level 4 in The New Super Mario Bros. on my DS.

After we left the gym yesterday (which is going great, btw), my mom called to tell me she got 8 free tickets to the Rock Star Supernova show at the Centrum (which is now the DCU Center, but I refuse to call it that, ever) and wanted to know if we were interested in going. I watched the show, I liked it, the tickets were free, so I said sure, why not? It was a pretty good concert, believe it or not. The opening acts were a couple of people that got voted off the show and then Dave Navarro's band, Panic Channel. I really like them. The light show was insane. There had to be 20-30 giant strobes on the stage and at one point, they just started getting faster and faster along with drums...so loud...it was borderline hypnotic. Also, at another point, Tommy Lee played the drums along to some techno music that must have lasted about 10 minutes. Everyone was up dancing, it was fun.

ANYWAY, there were these two girls we had seen in the lobby...uh, from behind...and their skirts (if you want to call them that) were SO short that about 3-4 inches of ASS hanging out. I am not exaggerating. My brother and his friend were laughing, well, everyone in the entire lobby was laughing. So, we go inside and get to our seats and we're enjoying the show... We look down at the sound booth and there are the girls taking pictures of themselves humping each other and kissing and they had the attention of probably every guy in the place. In between sets, guys were yelling to them and everything. We were just like ugh, please! My brother and his friend went for a walk to see his friend's girlfriend and mother who were sitting somewhere else...and then... Here comes my brother up the stairs (intoxicated, mind you) and guess who he has following him? Yeah, the girls. They came and sat with him in the row behind us and one of them decided to tell my mom, "You're such a hottie!". They only stayed there for about 15 minutes, during which my brother got their numbers and they told him, "Never call us when you're sober." Lovely. He let them go down the stairs a bit and then told me and my mom that he only did it to prove he can have any woman he wants and he also thought it would be funny. I have to admit, I was mildly impressed...but the girls had faces like dogs. It was funny...I will definitely give him that.

ZERO Tolerance

...for stupidity.

So this high school assistant...ugh. First problem: she makes her own hours. She calls all the time to say she's not coming this day, but she'll be here on that day and then she ends up calling in sick anyway.

Main problem: She is USELESS in the office! I gave her the simplest of simple office tasks yesterday and she completely screwed it up. I have, in my filing cabinet, some quality files. There are "obsolete" folders for 2004, 2005 & 2006 in there and in each of those is a sub-set of folders for obsolete drawings, processes, etc. All I asked her to do is make a 2007 file. Sounds simple enough, right? Guess not... She took the 2006 file, re-labeled the process folder to simply, "2006" and put a new "2006 obsolete drawings" folder into the already present obsolete drawings folder and then put the 2007 stuff into those folders. Seriously, what the hell? I'm surprised this girl can write her own name. This is not the first time she's done something like this. We don't give her important stuff anymore because she can't be trusted. I thought this was a easy enough task that there was no way she was going to mess up.

I'm not even going to give her anything to do anymore, I'll just send her back to help in packaging, at least that is something she is capable of doing. Put part in bag, label bag, put bag in box, tape shut. Although, she has mis-labeled parts. Why is she still here? She is the best friend of the owner's neice who, coincidentally, works here also.

Whatever

And, if you have time to see it, I highly recommend this movie:

Pan's Labyrinth...it was stunning.

Loves it.

Just Me & Eve
By: Neil Gaiman

She pushes through the bushes, she's the apple of my eye,
She's got her finger on the pinnacle, she's naked as a sigh,
And there's a serpent in the turpentine, it's lurking in the leaves,
And this is it:
It's just me and Eve...

Well I say, Madam, she says Adam, she says, simply take a nibble
It's no intertribal libel, neither question it nor quibble,
And to follow she'll extol it in a low recitative,
And this is it:
It's just me and Eve

She polishes it up till it glows.
It's the pippin with the pip of a rose.
She'll dissolve my harmless qualms with a song.
She says it's just a little apple what could possibly go wrong?

By now the viper's getting riper, and it hisses out, now listen
All that glisters isn't golden, but who says it's gonna glisten?
And it adds (it was an adder) it would hurt it to deceive --
So this is it
It's just me and Eve

She said, Adam, I said, Madam, Now your yen for horticulture
Took the pardon from our garden (home to vampire, vole and vulture),
She was naked that's a given but she'd something up her sleeve
And this was it: it's just me and Eve

Well I took the apple out of her hand,
It was red and green and utterly grand,
And Eve she started singing along,
She says, it's just a little apple what could possibly go wrong?

So I took it with a look that said I'm puzzled but acceding,
And I took a final look around the nook we call our eden,
She says, Me or the big G babe, who you going to believe?
And that was it: it's just me and Eve

There was fire in the air all around,
And everybody fell to the ground.
An angel started banging a gong
I said, it's just a little apple is that possibly so wrong?

So we wind up on the outside that's the downside of our dinner,
Was i truly that unruly or original a sinner?
So we grizzle in the drizzle, with no hope of a reprieve
And this is it
It's just me and Eve

P.M.S. sucks. I want to be in a good mood, I really do, yet everything I hear and see just makes me want to scream! I feel like punching people in the face when they talk to me. I feel like throwing my bottle of water across the room just to hear the satisfying bang against the wall. I feel like kicking my computer tower into bits. I feel like throwing my chair through the window.

But seriously, I WANT to be in a good mood!

I be up in the gym just workin' on my fitness...haha

John and I are joining a gym tomorrow. We're signing up for one month and we'll go M-F at 6:00. I am so excited to go...and I'm so excited John is going too! I have at least 50 more pounds to lose (45 gone so far) and when I get there, then I'll re-evaluate and decide whether I should lose more. Ideally, I could lose another 70-75. Anyway. I'm starting the countdown at 50 pounds to lose today. I'll keep ya updated

P.S. Don't ever try Tae Bo unless you are in pristine physical condition. I tried to do one of the videos tonight and I made it through, but not exactly like I was supposed to. It's HARD! When he would say "double time" I stayed single time because my body just doesn't move that fast...lol To make up for it, I did some DDR after.

Wish me luck everybody!

Music to my ears...

Which, by the way, I am stretching. I don't know how far I'll get...we'll see.

I can't stop listening to Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan. I guess it bothers me just a little bit that he is Muslim, but music is a unifying language...and his is great. I just hope he's not singing about killing infidels. I wouldn't know.

It's not about me thinking I'm better than anyone else. I don't. I will admit to thinking I am more intelligent, more mature, more complex than some people, but I don't act like it. I just wish this trollop I work with would understand the difference between the words WITH and FOR. There is no superiority implied in the word WITH. If there is one thing I cannot abide, it's shallow, inane people. I find within myself no capability for tolerance. I just become enraged and I want to fight this bitch right in her face. Maybe that's a bit of John rubbing off on me...but he's allowed to do that, we're married...

It make me feel like...it...it make me feel like:

...and if you're offended by the vulgarity of my blog, deal with it.

Awwww!

I have the best hubby ever! He is right now in the bathroom on his knees with a toothbrush and Comet cleaning the bathtub so I can take a bath because I don't feel good.

What a man!