just put the microphone down

There's a race downtown this weekend.
I was watching an interview with the head of Team Australia on the local news.
At the end of the interview the painfully white bread american reporter said
"I know what Australian for beer is, what's Australian for good luck?"
To which the harried man said "uh...do it."
"Do it, okay great! Hey if you need an Outback, I know where one is."
"oh okay."
After the tape interview was over, he told the news desk:
"that man was actually from Scotland."

Idiot.

all credit goes to Allison

I already feel a kinship with the author of this book. Just read those few pages. Bless that woman, and heaven help me, I know I'm gonna have to deal with "coddlers" real soon!
If you don't have time to read those pages, here's a quote that made me laugh:
"Time and again I have seen four and five year old children punching their mommies in the face, slapping them across the head, and kicking them in the shins, while the mommies say in a calm gentle voices, "Honey -ow- please don't hit Mommy. Sweetie, please. Honey? What's the matter, honey? Are you having angry feelings, sweetheart? Ow." The mothers continue attempting to soothe the little savages into submission with hugs and kisses, while dodging tiny but vicious blows."
Gold.

I forgive you, bus.

As I was driving north on 280, I noticed a city bus hurdling southbound with a marquee that read simply "SORRY".
It must have been a naughty bus.

oh san joser

Can you believe it? We beat San Francisco by two spots.
Okay I can believe it. In answer to the titled question "is you city overpriced?"-- YES. Can I just tell you that my boss's house cost 750K, and it's a 2bedroom/1bathroom? Yowza. Nope, no ocean view, no acreage, not even a pool. That's life in the valley. I will withhold how much our modest little home cost, it kinda makes me ill. But I will say that for the same price we could be living in this house in Texas. Ouchie. (Let's give a nice big round of applause it for Kevin and "daddy-Ebay" that made buying a house here possible)
It really doesn't make any sense and people usually only stick around here for a little while before they move away to Nevada or Colorado or even "down south" but they don't mean Alabama, they mean Orange County. (hence all our friends leave!)
It's not that I didn't know that coming here. Thankfully I've lived my whole adult life here, so it doesn't hurt as much as I'm sure it would if I had lived on my own a few years somewhere more logical.
viva la santa clara y san jose, viva el ultraje.

**trumpets sound**

I invite you read my maiden post on Wordaholism.
Tonight as I receive this honor, I'd like to thank the gracious host of Wordaholsim, Esbee, and all of the other contributors who are obviously more clever than I.

It's gonna be rough

This is the dogs' life now...No wonder Franklin's been peeing in the baby's room, they know their lives will never be the same in 6 weeks. 

social comentary: a little shame, a little glory

I cannot support:
the new Dodge Charger
cell phone mania
Tim McGraw meets Nelly song

But I do support:
the new saturn roadster
Funnel cakes at IHOP and green tea frappuchino
Martha Stewart redeeming herself with a french bulldog

a Craigslist gem

I like to puruse craigslist, it's like garage sale shopping for lazy people.
I came across this ad tonight and it made me happy.
What a funny little man.

I want to tell!

Aurora called me today and told me the sonogram results but neither her or Scott have blogged so I guess I'd better zip it until they tell (oh the waiting!)

Today I had another installment of -things I do-:

On Sunday, Kevin and I were excited to have our lunch be simply all the guacamole and chips we could eat. He had his bag of Tostitos and I had my bag of blue corn chips (they're healthier, alright?). I thought for sure I would finish off my whole bag (medium sized!) so I tore it open for easier chip selection access. But I didn't eat them all, and I didn't remove the bag from the table either. Later last night I was using a laptop with the cord trailing over the coffee table, then I handed the laptop to Kevin which made the cord sweep under the bag of chips and tip them out onto the table. I laughed...and again I didn't remove them from the table.
After I finished my lunch today, I looked down at the chips and thought "the dogs would like these." So I made up a mini-game called "get the chips." Very similar to 52 card pick up, but with dogs and chips. I threw them up into the air and onto the carpet, and they, with great deftness, scurried to eat them all up. My little champions.

What in the name of all things holy?!

As I was cleaning out my inbox of spam (of which I get millions because I've had my email address for 10 years) I noticed the title "SEXY Christian Singles" and thought "what in the hell?" But as you can see from the picture, spammers will say anything. I expect that if I was affiliated with Islam that the korean hooker photo would say "Come meet sexy muslim singles" Or maybe not. They could get bombed for that.  

come see the harder side of me

I just registered for my first real conference
Although it's bound to be a very adult atmosphere, I'll be sure to take notes on some silly paper with japanese hamsters printed on it and maybe a sparkley pen.
If anyone would like to join me in scenic Fremont California on Saturday, you're welcome to. (why did it have to be Fremont?!)

this is where it starts gettin ugly

The salad days of the the second trimester are long gone now.
There was so much I wanted to get done this weekend, but instead I spent a lot of it laying on our (unclean) living room carpet and staring at the ceiling...occasionaly flopping to either side to mix it up. My ability to focus is shot too. We needed to make some decisions about the bathroom, yesterday and today, and there were just too many variables for me to compute. I feed my brain information and all I get back are error messages saying "i don't know, i don't know, hot, it's hot, can't stand up, tired, can't think."
The feeling is like I just ran a 5K then immediately sat down and ate a whole thanksgiving turkey covered in lard and strawberry syrup-- all day long.
One would think I'd be sleepy, but sleep ain't happenin' either.
6 weeks left...

To keep these to myself would be selfish

If I could string together certain moments of my life, written just so, I might have a funny movie. Well funny to me.
On their own they don't have much narrative quality to them, but I don't want them to go to waste.
Here's a recent one:
Last Sunday I set a container with about two inches of milk in it on top of my car as I unlocked my car. Right as I got the door open, the wind blew the cup over and onto the backseat window of my car. I think I said something like "ohhh miillk, ohhh."
Am I clean? No. I let it dry on there.
Then later in the week, I had a glass with a few inches of watery, warm lemonade in my cup holder. As I was about to dump it out onto the concrete, I thought "maybe it will wash off the milk."
It didn't. It just made more smeared marks down the side of my car.
Did any of that spur me to wash my car?
Absolutely not.
It's all still on there

Another one:
I've had this fugitive pile of laundry hanging around for months. Not fugitive in that it's hiding. On the contrary, I put in plain sight, hoping day after day, that the me-of-tomorrow will get sick of looking at it and do something about it. But, it's a tricky pile, you see. It's a bunch of winter clothes and clothes that I plan to donate. All dirty, and there is absolutely no demand for them to get clean. So as i was trying to clean the house on Tuesday I dumped the pile in the middle of the kitchen floor, with the idea that "That'll irritate me enough to sort and wash them."
No one should be surprised that that pile stayed there for several days.
One of those days I cooked a bowl in the microwave long enough to make it like magma to the touch. There were tea towels hanging from the oven and oven mits in the drawer across the kitchen.
But I used a sock.
A dirty tube sock from the pile.

More nuggets to come. They happen all the time.

funniest one yet

I hope everyone saw the latest Queer Eye.
They helped a nudist. Wheels off!

friday afternoon report

This afternoon I went to the pool. A kid puked in the pool. They said "everyone out." So I left.
On the way home I thought, maybe the dogs would like to have their own little pool.
I stopped at a drug store to get one.
I also needed milk.
No milk at the store, but I got the last pool.
I put the pool out. The dogs didn't like it.
I resigned myself to watching Dr. Phil. Re-run.
Damn.

Weddings la la!

My friend Megan got married a couple of weeks ago and here are the photos Hooray!

And two random people from my past are also getting married next month. Danny Lynch sticks out in my mind as the guy who fell on my head on the playground at recess in elementary school. And Jacki, well I might have a few classes with her, but who would of thought these two would get married? Not me.
And bonus, if you read their engagement story, I've been to that restaurant in SF, yep, I have.

it's not like it's Michael Bolton

My boss bought a Michael Bublé CD from the Starbucks across the street last week, and I think I've found a new artist for my "closet music" collection. Closet music being music that is totally uncool to like but I like it anyway, I just don't tell music snobs and don't play it when Kevin's home.
It really is a shame he doesn't pronouce his name like "bubble" but I guess that name is already taken. I heard the name is French Canadian, evident in the way he pronouces "llama" like "lamb-a" on track 13. No Mexicans in Quebec to straighten him out I guess.
Truthfully, he's a wanna be Harry Connick Jr. who probably can't write a song to save his life. But I still like it. I do a little chair dance whenever that CD comes around in the changer at work. And I wish even more that we could just listen to it on loop instead of the toturous Billy Joel, the Eagles or Paula Cole, yikes!

Well it's about time

I have stumbled upon a blog of quality! I thought I had found them all, especially after being thougroughly depressed about all my neighbors' blogs when I first purused my "blog map." (If you want to be bored and learn about techology issues, click the map at the bottom of my page)
Without further adieu, I give you Wordaholism.
Delightful, really.

Yay!! Look what Aurora bought for the baby! I squeeled with joy at the little Texan food set. :D And I think we're gonna use the little space baby onesie to bring her home in. 

Alright, here ya go. I thought I'd coordinate with our living room. ;) Let's not talk about the bangs. The hair is in crapsvile until I can dye it. 

Summer started yesterday

Yesterday my long hunt for a public pool ended. I now love the city of Cupertino because *they* have Blackberry Farm.
Granted it's a little more pricey than when I used to go to the Heights Pool as a kid (what was it like $1 a day?). But it's quality as you can see from their site, lots of trees and grass. Not like dumb Santa Clara pools that are open like 1 hour a day if you're not on a team or in a lesson. I bought a 10 day pass for 45 bucks yesterday and the guy let Kevin in for free, nice man. They have a nifty snack bar and 3 pools, hooray.
I didn't want to get out-- in the water I don't feel big or heavy or hot. The humorous downside to that is that when I got out of the pool I felt like I had double the gravity bearing down on me and trying to tip me over, heh.
There were no photos taken of me in my big hot pink maternity swimsuit, but I will have Kevin take a photo of me today, per Stephanie's request. Don't touch that dial.

omedito!

Congratulations to Kamie and Jeremy on their engagement!
(Jeremy is my cousin and Kamie is my sister's friend/college roommate, for those who are curious)

Here's the only photo I have of Kamie and Jeremy. They're on the right. 

I promised I'd post it

Kevin: "Charlie, never throw cats at people, ever!"

I get in trouble for funny things. :)

I am now going to pretend I'm on a talk show

Charlie: Hey, it's great to be here! Thank you, you're a great audience, wow.

Conan: Charlie it's great to have you on the show.

Charlie: Thanks! Wow your hair is so much bigger in person...

1. How do you spell your name backwards?
Aslrahc (totally unintelligible, and deifnitely no Nosilla)

2. Where were your parents born?
Um, I think both in El Paso. Aurora, can I have a confirmation on that?

3. What is the last thing you downloaded onto your computer?
A photo of a pug. What?

4. What's your favorite restaurant?
Chuy's in Dallas. Pink Godzilla here.

5. Last time you swam in a pool?
Ugh, don't get me started about the elusive public pools around here, grrr.

6. Have you ever been in a school play?
Yeah, and my family loves to tell everyone how bad I was playing Cinderella's mom.

7. How many kids do you want?
Dos, por favor.

8. Type of music you dislike most?
I concur with the angry man music, also Ragtime is horrible. Pop country too.

9. Are you registered to vote?
Yeah

10. Do you have cable?
To my detriment.

11. Have you ever ridden on a mop?
What in the hell?

12. Ever prank call anybody?
Possibly, I know that my friends had 3 way calling when I was younger and we were bored alot. Prank calling makes me tense now.

13. Would you go bungee jumping or sky diving?
I've bungeed jumped. I'd sky dive if it was free. I'm not gonna pay to fall to the ground.

14. Furthest place you ever traveled?
Togo, Africa

15. Would you consider a tatoo?
The question is, would I consider a second. I do consider it, but I probably won't.

16. Do you have a garden?
By proxy. It's Kevin's and I enjoy the fruits of his labor. Mmm parsnips.

17. What's your favorite comic strip?
Bizarro

18. Do you really know all the words to your national anthem?
Yes, thank you RISD education!

19. Bath or Shower, morning or night?
Whatever and whenever I damn well please.

20. Best movie you've seen in the past month?
Batman Begins

21. Favorite pizza topping?
Cheese and peperoni, I'm normal.

22. Chips or popcorn?
Chips! Although it has been ages since I've had them, I long for cool ranch doritos. Why can't they be good for me?

23. Have you ever smoked peanut shells?
This question is just too dumb. And no.

24. Have you ever been in a beauty pageant?
Kinda, not really. No.

25. apple juice or orange juice?
Orange (sorry I couldn't be clever there)

26. Who was the last person you went out to dinner with and where did you dine?
Kevin. We went to Chevy's, only because it was open late on a Sunday.

27. Favorite type chocolate bar?
Symphony...do they sill make those? Dang, those were good.

28. Twinkie OR HO-HO?
If a food has the word HO in it, it's okay by me.

29. Last time you ate a homegrown tomato?
Yesterday morning! I fried a green tomato from the backyard. It was a country moment.

30. Have you ever won a trophy?
Yes, for reciting Japanese Poetry. How frickin goofy and non athletic am I?! I still have it.

31. Are you a good cook?
Yes. Hmph!

32. Do you know how to pump your own gas?
Obviously this interview was conceived in Oregon.

33. Ever order an article from an infomercial?
No, but I desperately want a Ronco Food Dehydrator. Beef Jerky can me mine, at anytime!

34. Sprite or 7-up?
Sprite, whatever.

35. Have you ever had to wear a uniform to work?
Thank heavens no.

36. Last thing you bought at a Walgreens?
Sunblock for Sensitive Skin.

37. Ever thrown up in public?
No I don't believe I have. Another thing to be thankful.

38. Would you prefer being a millionaire or find true love?
Why can't I have both? I'v already got one (that's right, I said it!)

39. Do you believe in love at first sight?
No. Beware of overtly attractive men.

40. Can ex's be friends?
Yeah I guess.

41. Who was the last person you visited in a hospital?
My dad.

42. Did you have a lot of hair as a baby?
Nope, bald like George Castanza...even less actually.

43. What message is on your answering machine?
Kevin: "Hi we screen our calls, give it your best shot."

44. What was the name of your first pet?
Bear the mutt. He didn't love us.

45. What topic can you discuss with strangers but not with friends?
Um, nothing. I'm an open book.

46. What was the worst name you were ever called on the playground?
I didn't get called names. I was bigger than all the other kids.

47. Is it acceptable to give someone else parenting advice before being a parent?
In my head, yes.

47 questions?...well ok.

Why do I love this kind of thing?

How is does this happen?!

Dr Phil report

Much to everyone's dismay (except Aurora) I get my Dr Phil (and Oprah) fix on Tuesdays and Friday afternoons.
I have to share:
Today the subject is "unethical marriages" and there's a couple that found out they have the same dad! aaa! They're not white trash either. This shows better than the county fair, I tell ya.
How will it end?! How will Dr. Phil fix this pickle? I'm glued!

all night slumber party of one

(see how my title was like a wheel of fotune "before and after" category puzzle?)
Although I feel relatively lethargic during the day, I've gotten into this habit of not-wanting-to-go-to-bed. It's very similar to when I was a kid and wanted to stay up on weekends as late as possible, even if I had to make up stuff to do, other than sleep.
It's a result of many factors:
-I feel like this flopping back and forth from side to side. A bit tough to move 'round.
-On average, I am woken up twice to get up and visit my local toity.
-The cat irks me during night. You see, I sleep in the same bed as her high lord and master and she must pay him allegiance all through the night by walking around and keeping herself clean (with her loud tongue!!).
-I also just wake up randomly and get that internal frenzied feeling like I need to break out of a straight-jacket or in my case, get out bed. I'm gonna guess this is the pre-baby conditioning that old ladies talk about.
All of this does not coax a giant turnip like me to go to bed. Instead I'm left with the bored but lazy feeling.
Que lastima, si? Si.

Like right now, it's 10:15PM, I should go to bed. Because hey, in bed, my thighs wouldn't be adhered by my own sweat to the leather chair. And my underwire could take a break for the night too. The hot laptop should also spur me to action. But it doesn't. Not yet anyway.

yahoo representin'

Look what photo showed up first on the yahoo photo news highlights! I've done that! I couldn't get the caption to link so here it is: Tubers float down the Guadalupe River, Wednesday, July 6, 2005, in New Braunfels, Texas. Wednesday's weather was partly cloudy and reached a high of 101 degrees.
I want to go tubing...I wonder if I can do that here, I must investigate. I worry that around here in fancy-pants land that it has to involve a catamaran or a kayak or something high class to be allowed.

Good bat. 

Bad bat. 

movie review

Batman Begins was good. I highly recommend it. I can't entirely recommend seeing it on an IMAX screen. Sometimes bat ninjas can be too big.

Nothing even remotely related to my life

But I thought this was bizarre, so I'm sharing it:

(from Mercury News)
"Since Katie Holmes became attached with Tom Cruise and the Scientologists, she's not allowed to be alone -- ever. When Holmes accompanied Cruise to a recent taping of ``The View,'' eyebrows were raised when she wasn't allowed to go to the bathroom alone. At one point, Cruise asked where the bathroom was and ``took Katie with him into the men's room,'' an insider told the New York Post. Later, when Holmes needed to go, ``three Scientologists followed her in.'' A rep for the show said, ``We don't follow guests to the bathroom.''"

How I spent my summer vacation

by Charlie Thayer.
Okay, this isn't formal essay. But I wanted to share (and encourage others to do the same) my most memorable 4th of July.
I had just joined the youth group at my church in Dallas when I found out they were going a summer road trip to a Young Life camp in northern California. I signed up knowing only one person and set out on 4 day roadtrip to Woodleaf. (don't worry, this isn't a story about friends and caring and sharing, keep reading)
Our last day/night before we got to the camp we stopped in Tahoe and somehow our leader arranged it so we could set up camp on local church's sunday school floor.
That day was the 4th of July and after swimming in the freezing cold water all day (which is very unlike me) we sat on the shore and watched the fireworks over the lake. :)
That's makes it on the top 10 list of warm fuzzy teen memories. It's funny that now that I live within a day's drive of Tahoe, I could go there anytime I want. But I know that if I went up there now, with strangers my own age from our church here, it totally wouldn't be the same. It think it was the combination of other people in charge, no job or school to worry about and being hundreds of miles away from home.
Happy Independence Day.

It's very RuPaul of me.

I just ordered a chandelier for our bedroom. And if you notice, it's a muy good price for one. Just try and find another $99.00 chandelier I dare ya.
I was inspired to do so after going to the Fillmore and they have giant chandeliers with black lights shining on them so they glow violet. They're so cool, I couldn't stop staring at them, and I said "someday I'll have my own blacklight chandelier!"
And so it begins. Goodbye ugly ceiling fan, hello fabulous fixture.