Wednesday, November 17, 2010

RaRaRa Crash!

I just made mini philly cheese steak sandwiches. I didn't know what to have for dinner, but had some left over steak. They were pretty good.
I've been hearing a lot about mash-ups from Glee and last week's episode of the Office about Glee. As Erin from the Office explains, "There's this thing on Glee called mash-up where two things that don't go together make one great song. Take Gabe. Take Michael. You make Gay-Mike. Best friends." I was thinking what if we mashed up things from pop culture. Like a Google Glee mash-up, or Jersey Shore iPod, or Teen Mom/16 and Pregnant Facebook....well, that already exists. Nevermind.
Now that it is officially fall/almost winter, the leggings and Ugg boots are in full swing. Its just kind of sad that Ames is full of a bunch of furry boots and butt cheeks floppin' around under a large t-shirt or fleece. Some people can pull that off, but not half of the female student body.
I talked to Paul the other night and asked him what he had for dinner. He told me he had a pound of sloppy joe meat and a banana. He lives in a house of vegetarians. Enough said.
Who's going to Harry Potter at midnight tomorrow? I AM! Goodnight!




Monday, November 15, 2010

9 Whole Seasons of Planet’s Funniest Animals on Netflix Watch Instantly? Sign Me Up!

I used to take it as a personal insult if a cat didn’t want to be held by me. But then I realized something. Cats that don’t like being held are probably just gassy. I recognize this when I try to pick up Chan. She squirms away from me every time. A few seconds later, it smells like cat fart. She was just trying to save me from her flatulence.

Blogs and Youtube are kind of like a gateway medium…gateway to FAME. Just kidding. No one just starts something stupidly creative and then gets famous from it, Bo Burnham. You’re songs are filthy and delightful…keep singing.

I don’t have Facebook anymore. Facebook is for people that have stuff to do on the weekends and want to show you what it is. I would take a picture of Paul and myself sitting in a bar, scrounging up enough change to play a couple Lady Gaga songs on the TouchTone, but no one wants to see that. I also feel that I have enough interpersonal communication skills to ask someone what they are up to in real life. I know it’s scary guys but it’s much more rewarding.

I just hopped onto the Glee train a couple weeks ago because I didn’t have anything to do on Tuesdays. Now, I can’t wait for Tuesday. Last week’s episode was bitchin’. Those private school boys totally revived Teenage Dream. Katy Perry’s version is muff garbage. I listened to that song for two days and was sick of it. The A cappella version just makes it right again. Thanks Glee. (Which one’s Glee?)

I told my family that I should be in sales because I could “sell poop to a dog.” That is a pure lie. I would never do that. It’s unethical. They don’t need anymore poop.

"Maybe you're worthless, but it's a fun place to be" -Ben Crosby

I had a Diet Cherry Coke, so now I'm inspired to write a blog. That's how things work in this household. I drive for close to an hour everyday from my house in Urbandale to Ames where I am a senior at Iowa State University. I walked out of my home in Urbandale the other day with moccassins on completely forgetting that three inches of water sits on the floor of Ames everytime it rains. Ruined. I asked my sister what you wear on a day like that. She said a shower curtain. Typical. My boyfriend is from Seattle, therefore, immune to any precipitation. No, I take that back. This summer when it flooded he had his Seattle friends in town. We were out on Main Street when the first of the three storms hit. I asked Paul's friend Nick if it ever rained like that in Seattle. He said no, that in Seattle they have "pussy mists."
Now, I named the first post of this blog the quote from Professor Ben Crosby because my sister said something funny today. (By the way, if you go to ISU, take a class with Ben Crosby. You will learn a lot and he's a funny dude.) Chelsea was talking to her friend about going to graduate school. She said, "Sometimes I admire Libby, because her biggest goal right now is getting a job at the video store down the street." Ain't nothin' wrong with that. I love movies and I love files...just kidding about the files. If you're a Dane Cook fan you might get that reference. I just wanted to comment on how awesome it would be to work at the video store. And how awesome it is to not have huge goals. Take it easy on yourself please. And learn to cook Chelsea. Her response to that "What? I made a perfectly good egg sandwich the other day."
Ohh, I was also going to explain the "Tanning Lessons" part of the blog. My boyfriend is part Peruvian and a tan mother licker. In the summer, we rode our bikes and played outside a lot. I called it Tanning Lessons because we were outside so much and got tan. I recall a time that Chelsea, Paul, and myself were drunkenly watching the news in a bar on Main Street in early spring. Geriann Ritter reported that it was going to be 77 degrees on that Thursday. "WE'RE GETTING TAN ON THURSDAY!" I yelled. Maybe you had to be there. Anyways, we took a shot to getting tan on Thursdays.
FYI, I have three beautiful cats....well two. One of them we suspect may be "filled with cancer" as Step Dave likes to say. She doesn't move from a spot for 3-4 days. That is no exaggeration folks. My main baby boy is OJ. A short haired black and white fat pile of hot, steamy love. There's something about a fat kitty that I just can't pass up. Last but not least, is Chandler. We call her Karate Chan. She has a deformed backwards foot that she stretches and kicks. It looks like she is doing karate. Chelsea does a fantastic impression of Chan's wobbly strut. Ask her about it.
As I was about to wrap things up I noticed the "Labels for this post" part of this blog template. The examples say "scooters, vacation, fall." Are they suggesting something? That I take a scooter vacation in the fall? Perhaps. Let's not look into it.
I'm going to be done for today, but I'll leave you with another quote that is one of my favorites. Paul, my boyfriend, just so happens to be hilarious. Now, I know what you're thinking "He's tan and funny? How could it be?" Believe it. Its real. Getting back to the point..."Every house should have an owl," he said one day after watching Harry Potter. How freakin' amazing would that be. And we wouldn't have to walk down the driveway or across the street to get the mail. Oh, technology.