Thursday, November 30, 2006

The one where I talk about Barenaked Ladies

Have I mentioned how much I enjoy live music? Seriously, there's nothing better in the world.

Last night we saw Barenaked Ladies at Gibson Amphitheater. Shelby and her boyfriend Rob came down to enjoy the show with us. We stopped by the candy store at Universal Citywalk before heading to the show. As security eyed the candy in my purse, she asked, "What are those?" I told her, "Raisinettes." "You better not throw those!" "Ooooh, no! I'm a very good concert-goer, I promise!" Apparently she hasn't seen my blog posts where I complain about poor concert etiquette. She had good reason to ask, as I learned today that BNL fans have been known to throw macaroni at the stage during the "Kraft Dinner" lyrics of "If I had a $1,000,000."

The show's opener was Mike Doughty, whom I was very excited to see but ended up not impressing me as much as I'd hoped. My co-worker said he's probably one of those acts who's better in a smaller venue. I think she's right.

As for BNL, they were amazingly entertaining as always. This was my third time seeing them. In addition to being extremely talented musicians (Steven Page's voice floors me every time), they're obviously intelligent (referencing obscure Russian leaders) and can come up with such entertaining improv songs on the fly. I can't think of a more hilarious band/musician that I've ever seen. And don't get me started on their occasional choreography.

I also had the pleasure of meeting Jodi and her husband. She's the biggest BNL fan I know, so it was the perfect place to finally put a live face to a blogger name. She was just as sweet in person as she is online!

And I'm happy to report that this post ends my contribution to the NaBloPoMo challenge. Hard to believe that I was able to blog EVERY DAY in November, even over the Thanksgiving break where the blogosphere seemed to grind to a halt. And my everyday-blogging may even land me a fun little prize, so send me some winning vibes!

"It's the perfect time of day to throw all your cares away. Put the sprinkler on the lawn and run through with my gym shorts on." - Pinch Me, BNL

Wednesday, November 29, 2006

Does this make my S look big?

A fellow participant in the NaBloMoPo challenge is reviewing the titles of all the participating blogs, alphabetically. She recently finished taking a look at the blogs starting with "S" and has deemed mine one of her top 10 favorite titles in that letter group! Her judging process was rigorous, and I'm honored to be a part of the elite 10 from the 200 or so in that letter category. And she even made some fun badges for us top 10 to add to our sites, if so inclined.

I don't know if in the 2+ years that I've been blogging that I've ever discussed how I decided on the title, "Say it, don't spray it!" When I first created this blog, it was actually called "Sinus Headache" because at the time I had one and wasn't feeling my usual creative self. I don't think that name stuck for more than a few days. As you probably know, "Say it, don't spray it!" is a common taunt amongst kids when someone spits while speaking. It's also the name of a song by 2Gether, the parody boyband that MTV created during the pinnacle of NSync and Backstreet's popularity. (Trivia: the lead singer from that parody group was Evan Farmer, who is now the host of While You Were Out on TLC.) Brent became a fan of 2Gether and would constantly serenade me with their songs, including "Say it, don't spray it."

That's how that saying became top of mind for me, and made its way to the title of this blog.

Now you know, and knowing is half the battle...

"You gotta embrace your worthlessness. You know, just think about all the greatest losers throughout history: UPN, the metric system, Kevin Costner... " - Doug Linus, 2Gether

Tuesday, November 28, 2006

Pimp my wedding photos

Here are most of the pages that I created for the wedding albums that we're giving to my mom and Brent's parents for the holidays. (It doesn't include some of the pages that have our last name on them.) I'm by no means a graphic designer, but I think they turned out pretty well. And it only took me eight months to get around to creating them...

"Photography records the gamut of feelings written on the human face, the beauty of the earth and skies that man has inherited, and the wealth and confusion man has created. It is a major force in explaining man to man." - Edward Steichen

Monday, November 27, 2006

Dear Santa...

I want more diamonds! More jewels! More ice! These ice cube trays are adorable! Remember the Wee Ninjas I mentioned a couple months ago? They now have smaller friends called Pocket Ninjas!

I'd like to see if I can get these in bulk because, here in LA, I could use them quite often.

I got some of this in a great wedding gift from Nicole's parents and it's fabulous! The only problem is that it's $$$. We'll see if Santa will bring some to me anyway.
I think this speaks for itself. Freakin' hilarious!

"Presents are the best way to show someone how much you care. It is like this tangible thing that you can point to and say, hey man, I love you this many dollars worth." - Michael, The Office

Sunday, November 26, 2006

Thanksgiving leftovers

A few other highlights from Thanksgiving vacation.

- We saw Stranger Than Fiction, which I really enjoyed. Will Ferrell was great, more dramatic than any of his other movies. Brent wasn't as impressed, but I think he still enjoyed it.
- I took Brent to his first yoga class yesterday morning. I hadn't been in forever. It was nice to get a little bendy. He and I are both quite sore today.
- We attended the baby naming for Josh and Jami's son, Brendan. It was a beautiful ceremony and we were honored to be a part of this tradition. I had missed Hallie's baby naming a few years ago, so this was especially exciting for me.
- Brent TiVo'd March of the penguins yesterday as a surprise for me. Brent had seen it in the theater ith his parents while I was out of town, and he had warned me that Morgan Freeman's voice was very soothing (aka tiring). We both nodded off for a few minutes during the film today, but I still thought it was great. I'd adopt a baby penguin if I could.
- We finished all the hardcore cleaning I wanted to get done, including organizing drawers and closets.
- I'm putting the finishing touches on the wedding albums for our parents.
- And I started some online holiday shopping! It's not easy ignoring all the fun stuff I could purchase for me. Damn these holiday specials!

By the way, hard to believe that there are only 4 more days left in the NaBloPoMo challenge! I haven't missed a day yet!

"No man needs a vacation so much as the man who has just had one." - Elbert Hubbard

Saturday, November 25, 2006

Mad mamma jamma

You know what a cashier at Victoria's Secret shouldn't say to me while buying two bras? "Man, those are some big mamma jammas!" Um, no. Even if it is true, even if I do have big breasts, somebody I don't know doesn't get to comment on their size. Little did she know that Brent and I? We write letters. It's what we do.

Ask La Salsa when we were the only customers in one of their franchises and it took 15 minutes to get two tacos. When we complained to the manager and the cook got mad at us (we watched him as our order came up and he decided and take his sweet time messing with a bunch of ingredients that had nothing to do with our tacos), what did we do? Corporate got a letter from us.

Ask Coffee Bean when it took them four attempts to get my drink order correct. And no one there seemed to care as the employee would get my drink 90% done (at a snail's pace, might I add) before he realized that he had messed it up again...and again...and again. Corporate got a letter from us.

And now Victoria's Secret is added to the list. I sent an email last night. I also called to speak to the store manager, but she was "too busy" to talk to me. Hmph.

We don't write letters to get free stuff (although I admit that that happens on occasion). Complaining at a local-store level rarely gets things done. And when corporate finds out what happens when they're not around, believe me, somebody notices. It's less likely that our complaint will get swept under the rug. We're not out to get anyone in trouble; we just expect adequate customer service. Having worked years and years in retail and knowing that Brent and I are not difficult customers, I know that it's not hard to be nice to someone and to not say something as inappropriate as "Man, those are some big mamma jammas!" So watch out, customer service world. Don't make me take pen to paper.

"What are these? Oh, my God! Breasts! How does anybody practice medicine hauling these things around? And what have we got back here? Lets see if I remember my anatomy." - Izzy, Grey's Anatomy

Friday, November 24, 2006

Gobble, gobble!

My mother-in-law went all out last night for Thanksgiving. She loves to cook and entertain, so she served a turkey (based on an Italian recipe in my honor, she said), cheese/corn casserole, stuffing, two kinds of cranberries, yams with apples, pumpkin and pecan pies - all made from scratch!

Here's the bird:

Here's my hottie hubby carving the bird:
Brent carves it up

On our way to my in-laws', we stopped to pick up some sparkling apple cider. We had to go to four different stores before we found one bottle, which was actually hidden behind something else. Brent considered reselling it for $$$ seeing as how the street value would have been quite high yesterday, but we didn't.

"You know, I really think I can put together a great Thanksgiving dinner. This'll be the second one that I've cooked, and believe me, the first one was not the disaster that my family said it was. Those kids had a pretty good time in that ambulance." - Rebecca, Cheers

Thursday, November 23, 2006

Turkey for me, turkey for you, let's eat turkey in my big brown shoe

In high school Shelby and I were obsessed with Adam Sandler's comedy CDs, which included this song. Every year around this time I get it stuck in my head, but it's just so fun!

Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!

"What we're really talking about is a wonderful day set aside on the fourth Thursday of November when no one diets. I mean, why else would they call it Thanksgiving?" - Erma Bombeck

Wednesday, November 22, 2006

Vacation, all I ever wanted

Today kicks off the start of my four-and-a-half days of Thanksgiving vacation, which I've been so looking forward to. After a half-day at work, I came home with visions of grandeur. I wanted to start the heavy duty cleaning and organizing I hope to get done on my days off. But what did I do? I plopped down on the couch and haven't moved much at all.

I started to watch the Denver Real World, but I had to turn it off partway through. I think, after never missing a season since it started eons ago, that I'm over the Real World. I think I'm too old to be engrossed in their early-20s drama. This season starts off with at least four of the castmates making out, having known each other less than 12 hours! I was repulsed. I just couldn't do it. I had a feeling this would happen before I even started watching. I didn't tune into the third season of Laguna Beach for similar reasons. They're in high school, live uber-privileged lives and I was not compelled to watch. I don't remember getting the Maturity Memo, but it's a strange feeling.

And even though I didn't get started on the housework as planned, I did get started on the wedding album that I hope to give my mom and Brent's parents for Christmas. I'm creating an album using MyPublisher. I've been working on it for essentially 7 hours and I think I'm 60% done. It's fun but hard work. I'm excited to see how they turn out, that is if I I don't go blind from all the hours at the computer.

"Give me a break. You grew up in the '60s, I've seen the photo album. I mean those clothes had to have some pharmaceutical explanation." - Darlene, Roseanne

Tuesday, November 21, 2006

I admit I...

- sometimes use the handicap button to open the doors of our office building because I'm lazy
- listen to my ipod way too loud
- on occassion will pretend not to see the car next to me that tries to get into my lane
- need some new bras
- need new workout shoes
- am long overdue to see the dentist (I'm scared of them)
- recently rationalized that I could count onion rings as part of my recommended five servings of fruits and vegetables
- think my grammar skills have gotten much, much worse
- am bad about returning emails
- never take the stairs up at work, even though it's only three floors. I do take them down, though.
- can't tell ya the last time I drank the recommended 8 glasses of water
- decided not to bake some yummy turkey-themed cupcakes to take to work tomorrow as originally planned

“I did not know then that pride is a wonderful, terrible, thing, a seed that bears two vines, life and death.” - James Hurst

Monday, November 20, 2006

War of the words

Chances are you heard about Michael Richards' (aka Kramer) racial outbursts at the Laugh Factory this weekend. We watched the video this morning and were pretty shocked at what we heard and saw. It's hard to believe that with us much as society has moved forward in blurring racial boundaries that we still have so much work to do.

I'm still taken aback when I encounter insensitive racial comments. A few months ago someone said something to me about "chinks." I shook my head and said, "I can't believe you said that!" They realized later what they had said and perhaps even technically that as a half-Filipina that I could be considered a "chink." They apologized profusely, with tears in their eyes. And after telling them that that's not something I'd ever expect to hear from them, I accepted their apology because it was seemed so out of their normal character to say that. (I know, though, that a person can still be a "racist" without always displaying such behavior.)

It'll be interesting to see how this Michael Richards thing will turn out. I'm happy to hear that people are so upset over it and intolerant of his unnecessary slurs. As Brent said as the video ended this morning, "And that's the last time Michael Richards was ever seen..."

"I imagine one of the reasons people cling to their hates so stubbornly is because they sense, once hate is gone, they will be forced to deal with pain." - James Baldwin

Sunday, November 19, 2006

Weekend highlights

This year we're spending Thanksgiving here in LA, so we decided to visit my family this weekend. This, of course, included a lot of quality time with my 16-month-old nephew Jayden. Even though he's recovering from an ear infection, he was in very jolly spirits and we had fun playing together.

He tried to ride his horse...backward.

He held still long enough for me to capture his beautiful blue eyes.

And then we made him a bed of giant stuffed animals, where after much tossing and turning he finally napped.

Last night Brent and I saw Happy Feet. Brent was hesitant until he read a few glowing reviews. Plus he probably wanted to stop me from pointing to every Happy Feet billboard in LA, noting, "I want to see that!" All I knew about the movie was that it featured cartoon penguins. And isn't that enough? It's been a while since we've seen a kid's flick. We used to enjoy seeing the computer-animated films when it was basically just Pixar. They were rare and usually quite interesting. (Monsters, Shrek, A Bug's Life, Toy Story, etc.) Now they seem to churn out so many of them and frankly most of them are just not that appealing. We both thought Happy Feet was very cute and well-done, though. And Robin Williams wasn't uber-annoying!

"We do not stop playing because we grow old. We grow old because we stop playing." - Anon.

Friday, November 17, 2006

Too close for comfort

This morning I decided to stop by the Coffee Bean & Tea Leaf just around the corner from my place. The one stoplight between my house and the coffee place was green. I started to speed up in order to make the light, but for whatever reason, I slowed down.

The next thing I know a big rig truck barrels through the red light on the perpendicular street. If I had sped up as originally planned, he would have nailed me and my little car. The worst part? I wasn't wearing my seatbelt. I never do this (I feel naked without a seatbelt on), but I somehow rationalized in my head that it was only one block away. "What's the worst that could happen between here and there?" *Gulp*

So, thankfully everything (and everyone - especially me) is alright, but that close call has had me a bit shaken all day. And I will never, ever leave my parking garage without wearing my seatbelt again.

"Prepare ship for ludicrous speed! Fasten all seatbelts, seal all entrances and exits, close all shops in the mall, cancel the three ring circus, secure all animals in the zoo!" - Colonel Sandurz, Spaceballs

Thursday, November 16, 2006

Welcome to our little kingdom. We have a bag of nifty gifties for you.

I got stood up again. I was supposed to tutor L tonight, but she didn't show up at the shelter. I even had a bunch of really cute Sanrio pencils to give to her because last week I noticed that she only had one pencil and it seriously less than 2 inches long. And next week is Thanksgiving so I probably won't see her until the week after that. I hope she and her family are ok.

Last night I tried out a lowfat muffin recipe from one of the Weight Watchers message boards. I tried it with pears, but I didn't cut them small enough so the recipe - originally for 6 muffins - ended up making 10. It turned out really well, though, and Brent even had a hard time believing they were lowfat.

Check it out:

Fall Muffins

1/4 c. oatmeal
1 c. dry cream of wheat
2 or 3 tsp. pumpkin pie spice
1 tsp. baking powder
1/2 tsp. baking soda
1/4 tsp. salt
1 1/2 c. shredded pear or granny smith apple
1 egg
1/2 c. Splenda
1 tsp. vanilla
1 c. skim milk
4 tsp. canola oil

Combine first ingredients up to the shredded pear/apple. Combine second part of ingredients. Stir together. Bake in 6 sprayed muffin tins for 40-45 minutes at 375 degrees. Before putting in the oven, sprinkle about 1/2 tsp. dry oats over each muffin.

"Now me, I could eat a muffin a day, some days even two knowing they'd be free. So that'd be... ten a week, fifty-two weeks a year, for at least another... forty years, which works out to... Twenty thousand muffins! [pause] My life suddenly seems long, measured in muffins." - Daphne, Frasier

Wednesday, November 15, 2006

How to play mind games with yourself

Watch a two-hour documentary about an eating disorders clinic on HBO, immediately followed by NBC's The Biggest Loser.

"The mind grows sicker than the body in contemplation of it's suffering." - Ovid

Tuesday, November 14, 2006

Break it down

I did a quick analysis of my readership, based on the 23 of you who responded to my reader survey.

Of the respondents:
47% of you are in your 20s
43% are in your 30s
8% are in your 40s
4% are in your 50s

96% are female
4% are male

91% are from the US
9% are outside the US

61% have blogs
13% used to have blogs

35% know me in real life

The range of ages was the most surprsing to me, as was percentage of you who used to have blogs but have left the blogosphere for lurking pastures.

Thanks, everyone!

"There's nothing wrong with my verbal skills. It only seems that way because my math skills are so high." - Dilbert

Monday, November 13, 2006

Say it, don't spray it - demographics

My blog's traffic has gone up quite a bit over the past few months, especially since I've been blogging every day this month. I know I did a survey a few months ago to find out more about my readers, but I'd like to do a not-so-scientific analysis of my enlarged pool of readers. So, take a moment and enlighten me about the following:

- Male or female?
- Age?
- City, state?
- Do you have your own blog? If so, what is it?
- If this is your first time here, how did you find my blog? Someone else's blog or a Google search?
- Do you know me in real life?

"Good questions outrank easy answers." - Paul A. Samuelson
I dare you...

to watch this and NOT laugh! I dare you!

Sunday, November 12, 2006

Come over Saturday and we'll have a Sunday

Is it just me or did this weekend go by amazingly fast?

Today, after sleeping 10 glorious hours, Brent and I went to a little hole-in-the-wall dim sum place with Josh, Jami, Hallie and Baby Brendan. The food wasn't bad, but we had some serious language barriers. The waitress/cook brought us iced tea when we asked for water and kept insisting that we eat more scalion pancakes, after we'd finished our first order. She brought us a second order, then after we paid the bill, she motioned something about bring us go. We thought we'd misunderstood her, so we made our way to the parking lot. As we approached our cars, out she comes, holding three more orders of the scalion pancakes.

After emerging from our salt-induced comas, Brent and I finally saw Borat. It was freakin' funny...NOT! Seriously, we compared notes after the show and were both very underwhelmed. I only laughed a couple of times. I don't know why, but I keep comparing it to how funny Jackass 2 was, a film in which I laughed until I cried. Maybe I was just expecting too much from Borat.

You know what was surprisingly funny? This week's Saturday Night Live. Alec Baldwin was the host. I haven't watched so much of an episode in forever. I only knew about Beck's fun puppet/dining room performance a couple weeks ago because Nicole told me. Brent's theory to why SNL might have been so much funnier is because the writers are taking notice of the criticism in and of Studio 60 and therefore trying harder. Interesting, if it's true.

Anyone a fan of Fresca? I'm trying the new peach flavor now, one of our purchases from grocery shopping tonight. I realized that we have a tendency to buy a lot of liquids. Tonight, for example, we came back with Fresca, Coke Zero, drinking water, sparkling water, milk and soy milk. Our fridge looks like we're stocking up for our own episode of MTV Cribs, yo.

"We make a living by what we get. We make a life by what we give." -Sir Winston Churchill

Saturday, November 11, 2006

Dress you up in my love

Today I volunteered with Brides Against Breast Cancer, a charity sale of bridal gowns donated by designers and brides, including me! A part of me was sad to see my dress go, but it's not like I have plans to wear it again. Plus 100% of whatever someone pays for it will go directly to granting wishes of a metastatic breast cancer victim.

For six hours today I helped brides with dresses. It was exciting to see the hope in their eyes, especially when they found the "one." And all the volunteers were so nice, cheerful and friendly. Even though the organization had an entire trailer of donated gowns stolen last week, they received an outpouring of donations from local shops and brides. I'll definitely volunteer next time they come to town - and I'm bringing all you locals with me! They need all the help they can get!

I was surprisingly tired after the event, but I managed to make a stop at Pinkberry in Westwood, thanks to an awesome parking spot and no line. I've been excited to try the much-hyped yogurt, which I'd heard was sour rather than sweet. (It's real yogurt, not frozen yogurt.) I got the original flavor (they only have original and green tea), with fresh kiwi, pineapple and mango. It's delic! Very refreshing and light! Finally - a yummy treat that isn't too sinful.

"I'll be in the neighborhood later on, and I was wondering if maybe you wanted to get some frozen yogurt, or perhaps a whole meal of food, if that would be agreeable. Damnit. [calls back] This is Frank Ricard..." Frank, Old School

Friday, November 10, 2006

My postcard post

Very busy today, so my recap of last night's activities will be in postcard mode.

Tutoring was fun. Got scared by the level of math we were working on, but managed to get through it. Powers of 10 are scary. Learned that she likes chocolate with peanut butter. And she has 5 brothers and 5 sisters.

Concert at the Orpheum was amazing. Ray LaMontagne's opening act, David Ford, had an innovative performance - layering his song like a one-man band. Ray was incredible, even with a cold. Wanted to punch the couple in front of me who liked to slip each other the tongue. I hate being a makeout magnet.

Swung by a karaoke place to meet up with old co-workers. Got there just in time to jump on stage with them for a rendition of "Come on, Eileen." Forgot to wear my overalls.

"I found myself face down in the ditch, booze on my hair, blood on my lips. A picture of you, holding a picture of me in the pocket of my blue jeans." - Jolene, Ray LaMontagne

Thursday, November 09, 2006

Harder than it sounds

Blogging every day? Not so easy after all. But I'm determined to make it work and stick with it. It's made me even more aware of potential blog topics in my everyday life. And I'm trying to develop some blog posts with more of my opinions rather than observations. Problem is I'm not that opinionated. I tend to just go with the flow. We'll see, though, what I can get fired up about.

Tonight I'm tutoring my homeless kid. (From here on out I will no longer call her my "homeless kid." Although it's probably not a social faux pax, I still feel weird saying it. I'll just call her "L.") Directly after tutoring L, I'll head to the Ray LaMontagne show, which I've been looking forward to for a while. I skipped out on his last show because I was ill. And this is one of the rare concerts with assigned seats, so I hopefully won't have to worry as much about poor concert etiquette.

"Your dad's dating a homeless real estate lady? Whoa, that's weird. She sells houses, but she doesn't have one." - Lilly Truscott, Hannah Montana

Wednesday, November 08, 2006

I will remember you. Will you remember me?

Thanks, everyone, for all your responses to the iPod shuffle and bunch-o'-questions post! I'm always excited when folks give me some comment love! I still haven't figured out why my font shrinks randomly, but I'll see if my company's web developer can help me out. I'll bribe him with Sour Patch Kids. Update: Jess is awesome! She pointed out that my tiny font issues were because of <> tags!

On a not so happy-go-lucky note, can I just complain a bit? One of my biggest pet peeves is when I see someone whom I've met at least a couple of times before....and they don't remember me. Granted, I may not be the most memorable person in the world, but after half a dozen emails, meeting in person a couple of times (including an all-day event), I'd expect at least a hint of recognition. Here's what happened the other day:

Him: Hi, I'm John!
Me (knowing exactly who he is, but figuring I'd play along): Hi, I'm Nanette.
Him: Oooooooh. Um, did you dye your hair?
Me (I have only dyed me hair once, back in 1998): No.
Him: (silent)
Me: It's ok. We've only met... a few times before.


"If a man be gracious and courteous to strangers, it shows he is a citizen of the world, and that his heart is no island cut off from other lands, but a continent that joins to them." - Francis Bacon

Tuesday, November 07, 2006

Questions for the peanut gallery

I'm interested in your responses to my questions below.

- Did you vote? I did. If not, why not?
- Any idea why the font shrinks in some of my posts? Like the bottom of this one and this one? Aaarg, and apparently this current post. DAMNIT!
- What perfume do you wear? I'm in the market for a new one.
- What's your favorite new show of the season? Mine is 30 Rock.
- Which artist/album is in your heavy rotation these days? I'm always on the lookout for new music.
- Are you going to see Borat? We tried to on Sunday but it was sold out.
- Favorite foreign country that you've visited? We're exploring options other than Italy for our trip next year.

"Yakshemash! In US of A, democracy is very different from Kazakhstan. In America, woman *can* vote, but horse - *cannot*! [wondering gesture] I find out more. Chenkuye." - Borat, D Ali G Show

Monday, November 06, 2006

Song sung blue, everybody knows one

One of Whitney's readers at Pop Candy asked her what are the first 10 songs on her iPod's shuffle mode. I decided to try it for myself. What I got was better than I expected:

Crush by Dave Matthews Band
Live it Up by John Legend
I only have eyes for you by Jamie Cullum
Beeds on a string by Jungle Brothers (this is from Brent's stash of music)
Booty Call by Blackstreet (I have no excuses for this, other than I was experimenting with musical tastes during my college years.)
Broken Drum by Beck
Light My Way by Rage Against the Machine
Players Ball by Outkast
Like a Feather by Nikka Costa
Yellow Submarine by The Beatles

Your turn!
"I keep a lighter in my back pocket all the time. I'm not a smoker, I just really like certain songs." - Demetri Martin, Comedy Central Presents

Sunday, November 05, 2006

Commercial comedy

When Brent, his bro and dad were in Chicago a few weeks ago for the UCLA/Notre Dame game, they had the following conversation:

"I saw this ad for a new show the other day. Have you seen it?" their dad asked. "It's some reality show about a couple living in a small house."

Brent and his bro, knowing full well what their dad was referring to, wanted to see what else he had to say.

Their dad continued, "They look really frustrated! I think they fight a lot! It looks ridiculous!"

Brent and his bro laughted their asses off while their dad kept saying, "I know! It's ridiculous!" Then he noticed they weren't laughing with him. "What, what's so funny?"

"Dad! It's not a show! That's part of a Geico commercial!"

Brent loves that commercial! Everytime it airs, he notes that if the show were real, he'd watch it!

I'm a big fan of Geico's caveman commercials. They make me chuckle without fail. The latest one is especially hilarious.

"Not so fast, you ingrates. Public News Team is taking a break from its pledge drive to kick some ass. No commercials, no mercy." - Public TV news anchor, Anchorman

Saturday, November 04, 2006


Brent and I had the pleasure of attending justJENN's son's 1st birthday party today. And it was a blast! We shared a table with other friend's of Jenn's, including Leslie and her beautiful family. (Leslie is the fabulously talented artist who did the caricature of me in my blog header.)

She put so much effort, time, blood, sweat and tears into the party. Jenn went all out with the favors, the food, the games, the centerpieces - everything! I'm going to her from now on for all my party planning needs, whether she likes it or not!

"It's her 75th birthday party. This is where she kisses you on the mouth." - Reed, The Last Frontier

Friday, November 03, 2006

A helping hand

Last night I finally got to meet the homeless kid I'll be tutoring each week. She's living in a nearby shelter with her family and is in the 8th grade. She's very soft-spoken and has an amazing smile. Last night was just a meet and greet, while next week will be our first official session. I learned a little about what she's studying, what her favorite classes are and about her last report card. When asked if she had any questions for me, all she wanted to know was, "Are you in school?" I felt old when I told her I graduated from college six years ago. Bless her heart for thinking I could pass for a college kid.

The non-profit organization I'm doing this through,, has a one-page feature in this week's People magazine. I hope it'll encourage more people to volunteer; they have a definite shortage.

"But you know what I've learned in my seven years here at Coolidge... Timmy? I've learned that you can't treat every situation as a life-and-death matter because you'll die a lot of times. Write that down." - Van Wilder

Thursday, November 02, 2006

Coolest SNL performance ever

I may like this even more than when Will Ferrell joined Queens of the Stone Age.

Wednesday, November 01, 2006

Added incentive

Ok, ok, I'll do it. I need an excuse to write more.

I've been meaning to ask: Where do single people here in LA meet other single people? I have some really awesome single girlfriends. Know any nice, smart, single 20/30-something guys in the area? I may have to intervene and play virtual cupid. These girls are amazingly sweet, nice, smart, funny and yes, cute.

"Michael, you are quite the cupid. You can stick an arrow in my buttocks any time." - Tobias, Arrested Development

This is Halloween

When someone gives you one of these and someone else gives you Halloween-themed cupcake wrappers, you have no choice but to make Halloween cupcakes! Not that anyone has to twist my arm to bust out the baking tins.

Below are my Halloween creations:

Skeleton close-up

Milano gravestones

Skeleton milano

After I finished the baked goods Monday night, Brent and I hung out with "The Hoff," Pamela Anderson and other Baywatch cast members at the Baywatch DVD release party. Brent's old PR agency was in charge of the party and got us on the "list." The party happened to be within walking distance of our condo, so we figured we'd go check it out.

We were in the VIP section and Brent was shoulder to shoulder with David Hasselhoff, who is surprisingly tall and skinny. We saw Pamela Anderson from afar. She's short.

We also spotted Beth from The Real World, who is also surprisingly skinny. And probably 40 years old at this point. Sadly this isn't the first time I've seen her in my neck of the woods. Hollywood parties are not our scene, but it was definitely worth the people-watching. The free desserts weren't too bad either. You can see some of the red carpet pics here.

"I once wanted to become an atheist, but I gave up -- they have no holidays." - Henry Youngman