Saturday, December 16, 2006

But I've Already Got My Two Front Teeth

I’m going through a phase where I’m listing everything. Or at least that’s what it looks like based on my last two blogs. I’m still in the midst of said phase so here would be this week’s list—My Christmas List if money (or reality) wasn’t a problem. Once again, no order.

1. A new iPod: one of the little buggers with a screen. Right now I have a shuffle, which is the size of my index finger. And if you know my hand size this is saying something. Plus the shuffle holds absolutely nothing.

2. A Mini Cooper: the exact opposite of my iPod complaints. I like the tiny car. It’s me sized. And in this day and age, the smaller the car the better the gas mileage. Which would be perfect. Oh, and I’d get it in some unusual color. And then I’d get barreled over by a SUV, but that’s life.

3. Shopping spree at Bebe: I always see the window displays for this store and I want it all. So then I go in there and pass out in a dead faint over the price tags on these clothes! It’s ridiculous how much these clothes cost! But they’re soooooooo pretty.

4. World Peace: Here’s where that reality bit comes into play—cause it ain’t gunna happen anytime soon. What brought this on is I’ve seen a couple of friends come home for the holidays on leave, and it just kills me to think of them going over to Iraq or Afghanistan. It just makes my chest hurt. Like a few weeks ago I saw my next-door neighbor come home in cameo and I freaked out—he had just joined the army. And shortly thereafter I found out my cousin wants to join the Air Force. I told him if he gets hurt I’d kill him. Perfect logic, I know. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve got nothing but respect for the men and women in any branch of the armed forces, but I just don’t want my friends and family getting hurt.

5. That gun from Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy: the one where if you shoot someone they see your side of things. I know about a dozen people I would love to use that on.

6. Trip to U.K.: I want to see it all. It’s my dream trip—Scotland, Ireland, and England. I’ve always wanted to go. And when I say trip, I mean at least a week in each country. If the opportunity ever comes up, you’ll probably hear me screaming in joy, even if you happen to be in China.

7. A crown: Like Buckingham palace quality jewels. I’d just display that sucker and be like, “Oh, yeah, that’s my crown”. Okay so I’d wear it every once in awhile. I bet you’re wondering if I’m kidding.

8. Return to Italy and France: I’ve already been, but as my greedy list shows, I want more. I would spend a week in the Louvre alone. And I’d visit little cafes. And I could stroll as leisurely as I wanted. Oh God, and I’d return to Pompeii and walk the whole thing. And visit Venice before the darn thing sinks. And live off bread and chocolate. Ahhh bliss.

9. Have money in the bank: you know just so I’d be secure for life. So I guess as far as a gift goes, a winning lottery ticket would qualify.

10. Tickets to the PBR: All of them. All the events across the U.S. For those of you not in the know, the PBR stands for Proffesional Bull Riders. They come to St. Louis in February, and Mom and I always go. But I’d like to tour with it—keep up with who’s winning, and visit all the cities. The final competition is in Vegas, and that would be fun. This is probably one of my more random wishes.

There is no way I’m getting any of this for Christmas but it’s fun to say, “I wish…”

Sunday, December 10, 2006

The 40 People I Can't Stand

Note: there is no order, they’re just coming to me at random. Some are ficticious but only because they really irk me. I will admit some of these are strange and unfounded, but that doesn’t change anything.

1. Britney Spears: I like her music, or at least I did when I was younger, but something about her personally bothers me. I can’t put my finger on what, but something does. I refer to her as the Princess of Purgatory, which for the sake of being linear brings me to…
2. Hilary Duff: Whom I call Spawn of Satan. Soon to take Britney’s place. But unlike Britney I can’t stand Duff’s music at all. It makes me want to puke. Either that or take a two-bit drill to my temple.
3. Hitler: Umm…duh.
4. Twiggy: I blame her for the whole anorexia crisis. I mean, before her people had a decent concept of body image—Marilyn Monroe—but now not so much.
5. Osama Bin Laden: Like Hitler I really don’t think this warrants an explanation.
6. Any President Who Has Interupted CSI For A Speech: this excludes speeches in crisis situatations but for the most part GAAAAHHHH!!!
7. James Earl Ray: how dare you.
8. Nero: smooth buddy. Burn Rome and play your freakin violin.
9. Ernesto Miranda: You’re an idiot. It really frosts my cookies to think that he got off for what he did because he didn’t know his rights. It’s his own fault. Our rights are available in every public library, and had the idiot ever attended school, he would have known them already because schools spell them out in black and white by making you learn them! I’ve gotten into some pretty intense debates over this in and out of classrooms. It’s never a good thing to bring up.
10. Jayne Fonda: Her treatment of troops during Vietnam was, and still is in my opinion, inexcusable. Well that and the work out videos.
11. Prissy: The slave girl from Gone With The Wind. The only thing that irked me was her voice. Sweet Jesus her voice grated on me. I seriously stuffed my head under a pillow to get away from that voice.
12. My ex-Girl Scout Leader: Anybody I actually know I’m not going to write their names down on the off chance they might read this. It’s slim, but still. I quit Girl Scouts in the sixth grade, because she wouldn’t let us dance and she wanted to have tea parties, and I thought I was far to mature for that.
13. Ricky Martin: No I will not shake my bon-bon stop asking!
14. Agamemnon: Dude, you sacrificed your daughter for wind.
15. Robin Leech: Appropriately named. Champagne wishes and caviar dreams. Right. His voice drove me nuts too.
16. My eighth grade math teacher: He yelled. A lot. I didn’t understand anything that man said civilly, and I’ve had problems with math ever since.
17. Tom Sawyer: Kid drove me nuts; I just wanted to shake him.
18. Ryan Seacrest: I have so many issues with this guy simply because he looks like Ken doll.
19. Edgar Allen Poe: This is going to sound strange but I don’t have any problem whatsoever with him. I’ve come to loathe him because in eighth grade we had to memorize The Raven and analyze some of his other works into the ground. I’m bitter about that, oh so bitter. So it’s not Poe’s fault. It’s really said English teacher’s fault, but Poe’s taking the fall for it. Sorry
20. Sisqo: Two words—Thong Song. What were you thinking?!?
21. Lord Capulet: Child abuse and forced marriage.
22. Flower: I have got some SERIOUS issues with the skunk from Bambi. I could go on for another thousand words about my problems with this thing, but I’ll spare you. Ack.
23. The Rabbit: Take the Trix and be gone!
24. Tom Cruise: I only like this man for however long it takes me to watch Top Gun, after that I don’t give a rip.
25. Michael Jackson after Thriller: He went down hill after Thriller. I know he’s got a lot of die-hard fans and that’s great but I just can’t support him. Too much plastic surgery, obnoxious voice, and the disturbing accusations.
26. Joan Rivers: My reasons are very similar to the above except she didn’t do the whole child molestation thing.
27. Severus Snape: You killed Dumbledore! You killed Dumbledore!
28. Thoreau: I liked Civil Disobedience and agreed with what he said. But he lost me during Walden when he attacked material possessions—specifically clothes. I’m very materialistic, and I understand why this is bad, but come on!
29. Movie Critics: They always seem to pick on my favorite films. That makes them bad bad people.
30. Whoever created unreal numbers: did you have to make my life more complicated?
31. Gwyneth Paltrow: simpering wench.
32. Donald Duck: I don’t even know why.
33. The Pioneers: I’ve got school spirit.
34. Kafka: Metamorphosis
35. Rabbit: you know, from Winnie the Pooh? Yeah something crawled up his butt and died cause he was way too cranky 24/7.
36. John Smith: Right, like the Disney movie really worked out that way. Argh. I know how it ended for the Indians.
37. Roger Chillingworth: Scary man. Obsess much? And followed closely by…
38. Pearl: Child is creepy. I hope to never have a child like this! I know Hawthorne was supposed to have tried to paint her in a positive light but she sounds like a demon.
39. Scarlet O’Hara: She was stupid. Shame on womanhood, shame! Nice accent though.
40. Gene: From A Separate Peace; what a jerk. Poor Phineas.

Okay, I’m done for now; it’s getting late. Maybe later I’ll round this off to one hundred. I’m sure I’ll think of some as soon as I get off the computer, Murphy’s Law…

41. Murphy: sadistic bastard.

Sunday, December 03, 2006

Two Thumbs Undecided

I can't decide if I like winter or not. I mean, I know there are pros and cons to everything, but winter is the one thing I can't figure out which side I'm on. Do I like it? Do I not like it? I don't know because it alternately annoys and exhilerates me.

If I'm weighingthe good with the bad here, I might as well start with the good because that's just the kind of mood I'm in today.

Pro 1: The crunch of snow under my boots. It's such a crisp sound! It makes me smile for some odd reason. It reminds me of when I was little and that sound meant an adventure. Plus if the snow is really good and crisp then it makes for better packing, which leads me to...

Pro 2: Snowball fights. If you don't enjoy them it's because you always got your butt whooped. Even me with my bad aim adore snowball fights. I remember every winter a bunch of the neighborhood kids would all get together and have a snowball fight. It would lead into one another's yards depending on how much snow we had used up. Sadly we don't seem to do that anymore. We're all too busy being "grown up".

Pro 3: Snowmen/snowangels. The whole crisp snow theory comes into this one too, at least for the snowmen. I haven't made one in a handful of years. Not because I don't want to make a snowman, but because the snow hasn't been good enough to make a snowperson bigger than a Keebler elf. So really, a winter is determined by the quality of its' snow. Snow angels on the other hand can be made in whatever kind of snow you're stuck with, which is rather kind of them. You just plop down in the snow and--swish, swish, swish--you've got a snow angel. Of course now you have snow caked on you and it will begin to melt and make you uncomfortable but I'm not going there.

Pro 4: Hot Chocolate. Technically I could have hot chocolate any time I wanted but it just feels right during the winter. Yummy.

Pro 5: Sleigh rides. I can't really count this I suppose because I've never been on a winter sleigh ride. But the idea is extreamly appealing to me. I should do it on day. But I would have to wait for more snow since all of it is melting right now. The idea of a sleigh ride just sounds like so much fun right now!

Pro 6: Snow days. This is so far down on the list because I almost never get one. Except this Friday which was marvelous!!! I was so shocked when we got it though because there really wasn't that much snow on the ground, just ice.

Pro 7: The clouds of breath. I don't care how freaking old you are the breath clouds are fun!

Pro 8: Fresh fallen snow. This includes the snow that is falling merrily outside a window, the pure white blanket spread out across any landscape, and the inevitable debachment of the previous two. There is something magical about untouched snow. Which of course leads us to touch it and therefore ruin the whole effect but whatever.

Pro 9: Baking seaon. Maybe it's our need to bulk up for the winter, some animal instinct to pack it on and hibernate, but people make the best damn cookies this time of year. And it's not just one type of cookie. I don't know why but people seem to feel more creative as they make hundreds of baked goods during the winter. My personal favorites are Peanut Blossums, Pinwheels, Sugar Cookies, and Ginger Snaps (but I'll eat anything you'll give me).

Pro 10: The warm fuzzy feeling. Y'all know what I'm talking about. Uh-huh that. It's different for every person I think. For me it's sitting in my warm house (if I had a fireplace I would be in front of it), under a patchwork quilt reading a book, while listening to Holiday music (none of the new pop crap either, the goods--Billie Holiday, Judy Garland, Frank Sinatra), and watching a light snowfall out side. It's that goodwill feeling where everything is right in the world. It's hope.

On that happy note I'm heading into the Cons. NOTE: I tryed not to mention any Christmas themed Pros because that is the biggest bribe winter has.

Con 1: Ice. Oh God do I hate ice. I always feel like a duck because you have to waddle--feet turned in taking baby steps--in order not to fall. Which of course you do, fall, I mean, and it's always on your butt. So now your dignity is gone, your pants are wet, you're in pain, and best of all your butt is now going to be sporting a big honkin bruise! As if that weren't enough the icicles start to rain down on you like little daggers of death! Those suckers hurt!

Con 2: The frost on your windsheild. It takes forever to clear the windsheild in the morning with this stuff. And it always seems like there is more of it when you're running late.

Con 3: Snot. Yeah that's right you heard me, snot! The runny Rudolph nose only happens in the winter. Winter turns your nose into a spigot. A spigot which you cannot turn off! It runs, and runs, and runs. Then you sniffle every five seconds. Or you blow your nose, and it's never a polite little sound; it's always the sound of a cruiseliner hailing port. Ick.

Con 4: Snow days. Wait, what? Didn't I have this on the Pros list? Yes but in this case I'm talking about the let down. My school almost never gives us a snow day. All the other schools around can be let out, but Webster's got to be stubborn and force its students to come forth in blistering weather. Even when there are six to eight inches on the ground our superintendant won't give us the day off. It's stupid. And it crushes all of a child's hope in the world. Your watching the snow fall, watching as it piles up higher and higher outside your window, and then you have go out in it because even though that snow drift could eat you, you have to go to school! It's a widely circulated theory among the students (and some staff), that our superintendant is from some place very far up North so what is a big deal to us in Webster is nary a flurry to him. Some say one of the Dakotas, others Minnesota, and some Antartica. No matter, it's cruel to have your hope slaughtered by snow.

Con 5: Cold. I hate being cold. And it doesn't take much to make me cold. I wear sweatpants and a sweater in the summer time, imagine what the winter weather does to me. Five minutes outside and my cheeks are rosy for a hour or more, and my teeth won't stop chattering. Oh did I mention that I had three layers on including a heavy duty coat? Yeah it's bad. In the winter, my toes are never fully defrosted. It's miserable.

Con 6: Severe illness. Let me just start this one out by saying that I have little to no respitory immune system. That is not an exageration either. That's what the doctor told me, so I have to be careful this time of year. Every body seems to have something too. A cold, or the flu; just something. And I always seem to get it. If someone coughs in my general direction I get whatever they've got. Most of the time I have to tough it out and go to school anyway, which isn't good but I can't miss too much school for every little thing I catch during the winter. But I hate it. Especially the coughing. The dry heave death rattle that steals the breath from your lungs and makes your chest hurt for hours after it happens. Last year was the first time in my memory where I didn't stay home for a week long period from some sort of illness. I'm hoping I can duplicate this phenomenon again this year.

Con 7: The dryness. What I mean by this is the chapped lips, and cracked hands. It's not fun. Why else do people give lotion as gift so often?

Con 8: The fact that I can't hibernate. Grrrrr... I just want to sleep in the winter and I'm not allowed. It's not the winter's fault but it's gettingblamed anyway.

Con 9: Gluttony. I know I said earlier I wasn't going to use Christmas but think about it. There are so many food holidays in winter: Thanksgiving, Christmas (and all the other December holidays e.g. Kwanza), New Years, and Valentines Day. All of these are stuffed to the gills with food, particularly sweets. Now I don't mind the food or sweets. In fact I love them. What makes this a con, is the overeating. The regret afterwards, that's the bad part. The momment where you go "Whoa, I shouldn't have eaten that..."

Con 10: Cabin fever. I can only take so much of the carols and the eggnogg before I'm bored with it all. And I'm trapped because of my cold issues. So really I do this to myself, but I still blame winter.

Even listing all my issues with winter out hasn't helped me decide if I like it or not. Maybe I'll figure it out as it's happening to me. After all my key issues with winter hinge on changable things, such as how many snow days or how sick I get. Hmmmmmm. We'll see.