Saturday, October 31, 2009

Friday, October 30, 2009

haha, oh capricious youth

They have PBR there ... really cheap"

Thursday, October 29, 2009



Tyson rocked the pumpkin this year! Inspired by Tree Spirits from "Princess Mononoke".

Monday, October 26, 2009

I used to dance

Queens of the World go bump in the night too!

I have an unholy obsession with her... it's true!

Whisky please, I need some Whisky please
So bring me conciosness
And kill my innocence
Please lay your eyes on me
Lead me in the dance
Give me no chance to reconsider, reconsider

I'm Queen of the world
I bump into things
I spin around in circles
And I'm singing, and I'm singing I'm singing
Why can't I stay like this?
Dear God.
Oh let me be young
Let me stay, please
Oh let me stay like this ohhhh

Bring me home
I've got no plans for tomorrow
I've got no plans for tomorrow
I got no plans insight
In fact I'm free this week
I'm free this month
I lonely, lonely this year
I'm lonely forever
But today, oh

I'm Queen of the world
I bump into things
I spin around in circles
And I'm singing, and I'm singing I'm singing
Why can't I stay like this?
Dear God.
Oh let me be young
Let me stay, please
Oh let me stay like this ohhhh

And I'm singing, I'm singing I'm singing

I'm Queen of the world
I bump into things
I spin around in circles
And I'm singing, and I'm singing I'm singing
Why can't I stay like this?
Dear God.
Let me be young
Let me stay, please
Oh let me stay like this ohhhh

Friday, October 23, 2009

Oh jeepers!!!

Introduction... I've attended an event called ALHC (American Lindy Hop Championships) for something like a decade now. It's in Connecticut in fall. Read: it's gorgeous! I've gone there to either compete, judge, teach, DJ, be the bringer of the party ... you name it, I've done it. This year I was hired as the DJ coordinator. Strange task for my talents, but totally within reason.

I've been worried about it because I like to keep things organized, especially when it involves scheduling of other people. I got all the major work out of the way by Wednesday. I had mailed out a schedule to all of the DJ's and everything seemed to be fine except, I wasn't hearing any feedback, which worried me. I don't like when things go too smoothly, it doesn't feel real. I was starting to get a little paranoid ... like the calm before the storm.

Add to all this, I've had a cold since Sunday (why do I always type "Sinday"). It's not a major debilitating cold or anything, but it's one of those coughs that lingers. Whenever I go to bed or wake up, it's at it's worst. It's all the gook in my chest repositioning itself. mmm... yum.

Conflict mounts ... Last night, I went to bed around midnight - 1 AM. I had a flight scheduled this morning at 7:45 AM. & set my alarm for 5:30 AM. As I resigned myself to sleepytown last night, I noticed my cough. It was worse than it had been all week. I remembered that I had been administering the Nyquil all week. There was no way I could do that last night. I had less than 6 hours to sleep, and I didn't want to miss my alarm in the morning (which I do from time to time). So, I suffered, for hours. Coughing myself awake, staring at the ceiling until about 3 or 4 AM. Awesome. So, when my alarm went off at 5:30 AM, I think my body involuntarily chuckled at it, and ignored it completely.

Conflict hits hard ... Come 6:50 AM, I woke in a panic, let out a silent scream, straightened my bangs, brushed my teeth, woke up Justin, packed up the last minute necessities and hauled ASS to John Wayne airport. I got there by 7:15AM, but being that my flight was to leave a half hour later, there was NO WAY they were going to help me get on my flight. Interestingly, there were two other people behind me who were also scheduled on the same flight who had to be rebooked as well. I know they could have gotten us on that flight. John Wayne is a super small airport, and they have magical ways, but I'm not Hannah-Kate Ashley Lohan so that's not gonna happen. I"m fairly certain (kinda because the lady told me as much) they overbooked the flight, and once they had a chance to fill our seats they did so immediately, and we got assed out.

The result... I got rebooked on a flight at 3:45 PM and I'll arrive in NY at 12:04 AM. I was a little panicky, but Justin picked me up, we headed over to a Denny's with some of the rudest patrons I've ever witnessed, drank coffee, ate, but more importantly ... I heard Hall and Oates's "Kiss on my List", and Paul Young's "Every time You Go Away". I take those as grand omens that I will have a stellar weekend. Case closed.

Conclusion ... meh, it's fine. I managed to work out the schedule so well that I've already got my DJ shift covered. Organizational skills totally do pay off. Also having awesome people to work with (the DJ's I'm in charge of) helps a SHIT - TON!

Pictures and blogs to come!

Sunday, October 18, 2009

... and so it begins ...

Say what you will about Cameron Crowe... the man can capture moments!

b-day week!

I've been meaning to post a birthday blog for a couple of days now, but I think I needed to officially recover and compartmentalize. The actual day was Tuesday, but festivities began the Sunday before, with a lovely football/birthday lunch. Rumors started to fly about nonsense I won't discuss here, but suffice it to say that it's really hard to remain sympathetic and to keep that happy-face in tact when someone who is supposed to be your friend is hoping for less than stellar affairs for you. But I digress...

Monday was fairly mellow save this one awesome moment. Justin kept asking me what I wanted. I could think of two things: a camera (a kind of over-the-top expense for someone whose heart you've broken... more than once), and some (super sexy) silk long-john underwear (for my London trip). He asked me my sizes and all that and went on his merry way. I got home from work, and he had this gift bag waiting for me. He said "look what I found on my way home. I want to give it to you right now." I really did not want him to. I like surprises. I like that delicious anticipation you feel when you know you're about to get something, but you have to wait. Well, in his INFINITE wisdom (beyond his 14 years) Jamie said, "well, you were born in England right?". Jenn says, "yes!" Jamie, "Well... it's Tuesday in England right now. It's technically your birthday". Huzzah! I'd been rocked by a 14 year old. Sweet! So as I went to open the gift, Justin said, "It's reeeeaaallyy silky". So I got pissed and said, "what the hell is wrong with you? You always do this shit! It's like IMPOSSIBLE for you to allow me to enjoy a surprise. Forget it, I'm not opening it!" Like a proper whiny brat/bitch! He laughed and just pushed the bag toward me. As resigned as I could, I opened up the gift to find an amazing new canon powershot! I was SHOCKED!!! It was such a pleasant surprise. Also, I have to say, it's pretty amazing that this is the camera I ended up with. I've bought 2 digital cameras in the past 4 years or so and I hate them both. I decided after I bought the second one, that I'd ONLY buy a powershot from that moment on. He had no idea which camera I wanted, so... well done sir, well done!

Tuesday was also fairly tame. It is exactly how I wanted my actual birthday to go. Mary brought me a gift and instead of a cake, she went to Boudin and bought me a loaf of sourdough french bread and shoved a candle in it! Bomb! Perhaps a bit phallic, but still... bomb! Overall, nothing high-maintenance, just some face-time w/ some friends, some catching up, and some food.

Wednesday a group of 11 of us (I lied to the reservation lady) headed to Benihana for some grubs and some celebration! Carrie, Amanda, Theresa, Jamie, Rob, Josh, Davina, Tyson, Trager, Justin, and myself! Super-fun times, and yum yum scallops. For the record, Carrie is definitely the best person to sit next to when you go to Benihana. Tyson baked me a KILLER cake. It was ddeeeeeeelish!!! He sent me the cutest text ever too. Something about how he messed up what was supposed to be the world most "m-woriest cake". My friends are awesome! Just sayin'...

Thursday... I think I might just let this one go... well... I'll keep it brief and vague (mainly because that's how I remember it). Let's see... karaoke... surprise visitors... and not just one or two... MANY! Chunks of my night have gone missing. I told Suzi after I had drank two cocktails (one being straight Jameson) to cut me off from liquor consumption and leave me with beer only. Apparently, if it comes in a small enough glass, she doesn't consider that liquor (i.e. shots are A-OK!), and I assure you, they flowed like wine. The only reason I know I sang, no I'm sorry, SCREAMED "Proud Mary", is because I have video of it on my fancy new camera. *I* haven't even used that function yet... thanks. Video was shot that I did not authorize, and asked to be turned off three times (at least), and that COMPLETELY mortifies me every time I see it. For some sort of train-wreck-related reason, I can't delete it though. Usually if there are hazy parts of my night, someone will tell me what happened and it'll trigger a memory. In this case, I can actually watch video of myself and I STILL don't remember it. If I offended anyone... sorry. In case you were unsure, I'm pretty much the most fun drunk person ever. And by most fun, I mean I'm most likely to completely embarrass myself, but laughter is gonna happen! Don't worry mom, I didn't drive. xoxo.

Friday - I slept until about 1:45PM. I tried my best to recover before work, and then the texts/calls came. There were a number of texts I received on Friday asking me if I remembered (insert random act of retardation and/or inappropriate drunkenness here), and of course I did not. There were a couple of points where I actually had to excuse myself from what I was doing so I could compose myself and turn a less obvious shade of red/purple. Later on in the day I got to see, "Where the Wild Things Are" with Josh, Justin, and Jamie. It was a fantastic way to kind of round out my completely ridiculous week. Until this point, my week had started off so nice and mellow, and ended in complete black-out/hangover! I needed to bring it back down a notch or 36. Mission Accomplished!

Oooo but I did get to slip in someone's puke at the movie theatre... that's always fun for the whole family! I mean really... who pukes in the doorway to the ladies room of an Edwards movie theatre???? Nobody could walk in or out without slipping in it, SO GROSS!!!! *shiver*

This week: 1 - chill the "F" out. 2 - pack. 3 - sort out some DJing set-lists. 4 - Fly out to NYC/CT (Friday - Monday).

... and now, back to your regularly scheduled programming.

If you can't handle crazy, go ahead & leave!

my current theme song (at least since Dec. 2008). it sounds all sassy... until... the truth hits.

Those Darlins, "Wild One"


i may be a little darling gal of yours
that's when i'm straight and sober, and both feet are on the floor
but sometimes when the booze grabs a hold of me
i get the devil in my eyes and i'm running wild and free

if you don't want a wild one, quit hanging 'round with me
you knew right from the start that's my personality
if you can't handle crazy, go ahead and leave
if you don't want a wild one, quit hanging 'round with me

i may be the sweetheart you dreamt of all your life
well, just 'cause i'm sweet, don't mean i'm always nice
i'm tired of you telling me, "honey, please slow down."
i do just what i want, so don't order me around

if you don't want a wild one, quit hanging 'round with me
you knew right from the start that's my personality
if you can't handle crazy, go ahead and leave
if you don't want a wild one, quit hanging 'round with me

i may be a fool to act the way i do
even though i'm crazy, i'm still a fool for you
so grab my hands, let's go dance, baby you've got to see
letting loose ain't that hard so come get wild with me

if you don't want a wild one, quit hanging 'round with me
you knew right from the start that's my personality
if you can't handle crazy, go ahead and leave
if you don't want a wild one, quit hanging 'round with me

This thought came in with the breeze on (this gorgeous, lazy, cool) Sunday morning:

Most of the time, when someone asks you to leave or suggests that you stop hanging out, it seems like they don't like you anymore or maybe they're upset with you for some reason. But every once in a great while, I think it may be the complete opposite. Maybe they like you so much it actually becomes hard for them to be around you without completely losing a piece of themselves in you. Sure it's a defense mechanism, and maybe it's not an ideal way to lead your life, but it's amazing what self-preservation can make a person do.

I'm sure the "(S)He's Just Not That Into You", people would beg to differ. We'd be even.

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Black Eyed Peas VS. Snow Patrol

I was in spin class today and came to a jarring realization. The Black Eyed Peas (one of my least favorite musical acts) have completely ripped off Snow Patrol (one of my favored - don't want to say favorite - musical acts). Take a listen to the very beginning (30-40 seconds or so) of both songs. The chord progression is COMPLETELY mirrored! I can be listening to the BEP song, and start singing the Snow Patrol lyrics, and vice versa. Please disregard the crappy synthesized nonsense they laid over the top of everything on the BEP song, it could lead to sterilization.

I'll give you the gross song first. I present (they wouldn't allow me to embed the video, so I took this one just for the audio), The Black Eyed Peas, performing their ripped off from Snow Patrol number, "I Gotta Feeling":

and now... for the GOOD song. Here, I offer you the lesser known, but worthy of impersonation, Snow Patrol with their smooth ass song, "Open Your Eyes".

Am I right? You know, sometimes it really does suck living up here on my high horse... it gets lonely.

REVISED 10/18/09:

So after what I thought was a stroke of genius, I was informed of this -


Tuesday, October 13, 2009

You are an Obsession!

I can NOT get over this monument. It seems like every time I see this image I have to catch my breath. What the heck?

I'm not a particularly religious person, but I find this statue ("Christ the Redeemer") absolutely intoxicating. I think it's because if Jesus and I were homies, I'd want him to be the art deco version... and made of soapstone. ;)

I think I might have to take a trip to Rio de Janeiro before I die, so that I can see this beast in person. It's located at the top of Corcovado Mountain! Who's in?

Sidenote: "Christ The Redeemer", opened October 12th, 1931
Happy Birthday Statue! 78 years old yesterday!

Monday, October 12, 2009

Quotables (Pt. 2)

"Hello? I forgot my mantra."

Party guest, played by Jeff Goldblum ("Fuck Jeff Goldblum")
In Annie Hall

Sunday, October 11, 2009

A few beautiful musical moments in film!

Oddly, two of them involve Will Ferrell:
From "Stranger Than Fiction":

From "Winter Passing:

From "High Fidelity":

From "Almost Famous":

And Finally, probably one of my all-time favorite moments ever captured on film.
From "Hedwing & The Angry Inch:

I recommend the movie. Seeing it in its entirety will definitely enhance what I've posted here.

Forgive me,
For I did not know.
'Cause I was just a boy
And you were so much more

Than any god could ever plan,
More than a woman or a man.
And now I understand how much I took from you:
That, when everything starts breaking down,
You take the pieces off the ground
And show this wicked town
something beautiful and new.

You think that Luck
Has left you there.
But maybe there's nothing
up in the sky but air.

And there's no mystical design,
No cosmic lover preassigned.
There's nothing you can find
that can not be found.
'Cause with all the changes
you've been through
It seems the stranger's always you.
Alone again in some new
Wicked little town.

So when you've got no other choice
You know you can follow my voice
Through the dark turns and noise
Of this wicked little town.
Oh it's a wicked, little town.
Goodbye, wicked little town.

Sarah Silverman's "Sell The Vatican, Feed the World" Campaign!

As promised... wait for it.... wait for it...


Community is probably my favorite fall addition to NBC's already stellar lineup. And by stellar I mean, "The Office" (unbelievably brilliant show/performances every week). At the end of each episode they manage to throw in these hilarious little bits of comedic genius. The remix posted above showcases a couple of these. Enjoy! If you haven't checked out "Community" yet, head over to hulu and do so immediately!

Friday, October 9, 2009

You vile heartless BADASS!!!! I <3 You!

Coming to a viral link near you:
"Sell the Vatican, Feed the World" - Sarah Silverman

Wait for it, you won't be disappointed! Once I find the link, you can bet your sweet ass Mamma will post it for you!

This is my life ...

Last night I went out with my lovely ladies. There were a multitude of people at the place we frequent, and it became kind of a chore to get a drink, or even ... well ... move. This is not the kind of place I like to be on my ladies nights. I enjoy smaller crowds, less maintenance, more substance, and an all-around more personal experience. By the end of the night I was feeling little, lets just say, restless.

I live kind of close to the beach. On my way home, I got an inkling that it would be a good idea to head to said beach (at 1:48 AM). It was a beautiful night and moon/stargazing seemed like an excellent idea. I actually had a conversation with myself regarding the merits of taking my little trek to the ocean, and ultimately it resulted in, "you're gonna be pissed at yourself if you don't go simply because you're being lazy!" The gut won. Off to Newport I went!

When I arrived at the beach, and found my ideal parking spot, there was a cop car kind of lurking. I know they were just patrolling (it's what they do), but it should have been a sign for me. A sign to high-tail it, the F, out of there. But I didn't. I had this overwhelming desire to shove my feet in sand, listen to waves, stargaze, and wander. So I did. I always have a pair of
flip-flops ("Locals" from my last trip to Hawaii) in my car, just in case. (Ladies, I promise... this is wise. I learned my lesson at Coachella & ever since I make sure to always have either flip flops or granny slippers somewhere in my auto). I pulled off my boots and slipped on my flip flops for the walk across the street, slipped those puppies right back off and had myself a barefooted moonlight stroll in the yummy cool (superfine, by the way) sand! It was perfect. Earlier, I was feeling disenchanted and weighed down, but fulfilling my spontaneous urge completely fixed that! Weight lifted! I feel so much better today!

As Will Smith, a.k.a. The Fresh Prince would say, "Pay attention here's the thick of the plot"!

After my 2:00 AM jaunt on the beach, I walked back to my car with a big stupid grin on my face and headed home. I was very careful about everything, just to be sure I didn't get pulled over for anything stupid. Newport Beach/Newport Blvd. is filled with dumb-asses around 2:15 - 2:30AM. I was driving down Newport Blvd., listening to an awesome genius playlist on my iPod built off of "Wild Horses", by the Rolling Stones, & enjoying my brilliant decision, when I suddenly noticed blue and red lights flashing in my rearview mirror. Considering how careful I had been, I really had no idea why I could be being pulled over. I actually drifted over to the shoulder, thinking the cop would pass me, but alas... no... I was being pulled over... PROPER! My attempt at being careful had proved to be futile!

In my brief fit of panic, I devised a very simple (yet apparently, effective) plan... charm the SHIT out of this guy! You MUST! Slap on your best Scarlett O'Hara manipulation mask, and have as much fun with this as you can. If you end up in trouble, at least you'll have a good story! It totally worked. As it turns out, in my autumn-salty-beach-air intoxication, I had forgotten to turn on my headlights when I got back in my car, (like a proper MORON). I'm an idiot!!!!

He asked me where I was? Informed me that no-headlights is basically a target for drunk-drivers. He asked me what was I doing? Had I been drinking? I explained that I had just gone through a really rough day, and had headed down to the beach to sort of decompress. "you know officer? We've all had those days, I'm sure you can understand." To which he chortled, and actually agreed!!!! HAHAH!!! "Yeah, I get it. I understand!" HOLY CRAP, it was totally working. I told him I hadn't been drinking (which was kiiiiiind of a lie. I had been drinking, but waaaayyyy earlier. Alcohol-wise, I was more than fine. There's no way I'd drive to Newport Beach if I was worried I might have too much alcohol in me), and I thanked him for being so conscientious as to pull me over. I apologized and told him it was sweet of him to be so concerned about my well-being and safety in my efforts to get home. He asked, "You don't have an arrest record do you? Any warrants out?" Of course I don't. He ran my license and registration and everything, and very nicely, sent me on my way. He was one of the nicest cops I've ever run into. (Aside from the one who sang, "Baby's Got Back", with me). He told me that he hoped my night got better, that the beach helped, and that I got home safe. I'm one lucky girl. A nice set of eyelashes doesn't hurt either. ;)

This is my life ...

Thursday, October 8, 2009

Quotables (Pt. 1)

"I have examined all of the known superstitions of the world and I do not find in our superstitions of Christianity one redeeming feature. They are all founded on fables and mythology. Christianity has made one half the world fools and the other half hypocrites."
(Thomas Jefferson / 1743-1826)

Wednesday, October 7, 2009


I found this photo online a while back, and I fell in love with it. I haven't really had a reason to post it until now... even though really... I'm just posting it because it's beautiful.

Olympics Schmolympics! ;)

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Fly Me Away... On an Aer-o-plane!!!!

Guess who booked her flight today?!?!? It's official, I'll be in the UK from November 27th - December 12th!!

It'll be winter, it'll be cold, it'll be amazing!!! I can't wait! Anyone with smart choices for how to rock freezing cold weather in style, please share!!! Mamma's used to living in an urban desert!!! Also, anyone who knows of a really forgiving and awesome point and shoot camera, and can drop some knowledge on me... again... totally appreciated!

This is what I have to look forward to!


Saturday, October 3, 2009

Have you ever pt. 1

Have you ever hid behind a column, or any cylindrical monstrosity, to avoid an uncomfortable encounter/face-time with someone? It falls somewhere between humiliating, and stealth CIA-operative awesome.

I woke up this morning and picked up a bagel and coffee on my way to work. When I walked out of the bagel/coffee shop I saw one of the very few people on this planet who I never want to see... ever... let alone early on a Saturday morning after a night of restless sleep. This person was walking up from the parking lot, and my options were to walk right past them, risking the obligatory "stop and chat", or duck behind the nearest column and stake out logistics, while I formulated my master plan.

The look on my face must have been priceless. Serene, happy, and content with my Saturday morning coffee & bagel combo to BAM! WTF?!?!?! "What the hell is &%$* doing here?!?!?! Quick, duck behind the column and slowly counter their cadence with relatively small steps around the other side of said column".

Yeah, that just happened.

(my column wasn't nearly this cool, but you get the idea.)

Bad Diosa!

I know I've been neglecting you blog... so for now, I just spruced you up with a new playlist! Hope you can forgive me.

Been busy... booking flight to London this week. Two weeks vacation in Europe! Damn that's hot. Much work, and even more play!!!

Thanks to the new flip, video will now be haunting a blog near you. Luckily, I'm the one shooting the video, so Im usually not in it. Now, I just have to learn to keep my damn mouth shut while recording.

Goodnight Moon!