Are you and your betrothed planning a wedding? Don't want to deal with the hassle of using a church or anything like that? Are you contemplating a beach wedding? Let me show you this pic to sway you back to a house of worship:
Here we have a lovely couple getting married in front of a beached whale. I hope this convinces you that getting married on a beach may not be the best thing in the world as there will be people besides yourselves there.
Word of the day: Cropdust - to let loose a large amount of flatulence and then walk through a particular area in an attempt to spread the fumes all over the area. Ex. "I was standing in the hallway talking to Barbara when Tom came through and cropdusted the entire hallway. That dude stinks!"
Songs on the Playlist:
Southern Culture On The Skids - Walk Like A Camel
Jimmy Buffett - Mental Floss
5/26/2006
5/25/2006
Upcoming Concert Schedule
I just hopped on Jambase and Pollstar to get the latest listing of upcoming shows in the Memphis area. As always I only post bands I know of and have seen (or in some cases have at least heard their music). Here ya go
Saturday 5/27/06 Todd Snider @ Gibson Showcase Lounge
Monday 5/29/06 The Roots @ The Premier Nightclub
Thursday 6/1/06 Cowboy Mouth @ Peabody Hotel
Monday 6/19/06 Cracker @ HiTone
Thursday 6/22/06 Bryson Jennings & Alabaster Brown & Vince Herman of Leftover Salmon @ Newbys
Saturday 6/24/06 Jack Ingram & Sheryl Crow @ Orpheum Theatre
Friday 7/28/06 Widespread Panic @ Midsouth Coliseum
Saturday 7/29/06 Widespread Panic @ Midsouth Coliseum
Thursday 8/3/06 311 & The Wailers @ Mud Island Amphitheatre
Saturday 9/23/06 Built To Spill @ Young Avenue Deli
(yea if you can't tell, I'm really bored right now. I decided not to do anything tonight and I can't go to the gym since I screwed up my ankle. It sucks.)
Saturday 5/27/06 Todd Snider @ Gibson Showcase Lounge
Monday 5/29/06 The Roots @ The Premier Nightclub
Thursday 6/1/06 Cowboy Mouth @ Peabody Hotel
Monday 6/19/06 Cracker @ HiTone
Thursday 6/22/06 Bryson Jennings & Alabaster Brown & Vince Herman of Leftover Salmon @ Newbys
Saturday 6/24/06 Jack Ingram & Sheryl Crow @ Orpheum Theatre
Friday 7/28/06 Widespread Panic @ Midsouth Coliseum
Saturday 7/29/06 Widespread Panic @ Midsouth Coliseum
Thursday 8/3/06 311 & The Wailers @ Mud Island Amphitheatre
Saturday 9/23/06 Built To Spill @ Young Avenue Deli
(yea if you can't tell, I'm really bored right now. I decided not to do anything tonight and I can't go to the gym since I screwed up my ankle. It sucks.)
HNT - Sprained Ankle
Remember the whole deal about me being an idiot and not watching where I was running? Well this first HNT pic is my ankle in a special brace. The brace looks so big because there is a refreezable ice pack in it. That definitely helped.
Here is a shot of my ankle today (Thursday). The bruise is above where my other brace is. I have a matching bruise at the bottom of the side of my foot. I don't know why I'm all bruised up, but oh well. I can actually walk like a human being again. I don't have to do an impersonation of Igor from Young Frankenstein (pronounced "E-gor").
Here is a shot of my ankle today (Thursday). The bruise is above where my other brace is. I have a matching bruise at the bottom of the side of my foot. I don't know why I'm all bruised up, but oh well. I can actually walk like a human being again. I don't have to do an impersonation of Igor from Young Frankenstein (pronounced "E-gor").
5/24/2006
Last Night's Dinner
So after I got home from work last night, I threw a New York Strip steak in my marinade. I left and ran errands. I got back home around 8 or 8:15. I flipped the steak and threw the spices on the other side. I built a fire in the grill and waited. When it was ready, I threw my steak on there. I put a baked potatoe in the oven. I washed a tomato.
How was it? Well somehow I screwed up the damn baked potatoe. I overcooked it (I forgot about it until I smelled something funny from the kitchen). But that's fine because I didn't have any room for it. The steak was awesome. The inside was a little too medium. I like it medium rare, but it was still juicy and good. The tomato was awesome. I was going to take a pic of the steak for you, but I couldn't wait to eat. Here is a pic before I finished off the last of the tomato: Here is the wine I had. The roommate bought a case a while back from Joe's Liquor on Poplar. It is a very nice Spanish red wine. It goes well with steak, pasta, or just about anything.
Just thought I'd brag about my dinner. How was your McDonald's?
Songs on the Playlist:
Jimmy Buffett - Trying to Reason With Hurricane Season
Bob Dylan - Idiot Wind
How was it? Well somehow I screwed up the damn baked potatoe. I overcooked it (I forgot about it until I smelled something funny from the kitchen). But that's fine because I didn't have any room for it. The steak was awesome. The inside was a little too medium. I like it medium rare, but it was still juicy and good. The tomato was awesome. I was going to take a pic of the steak for you, but I couldn't wait to eat. Here is a pic before I finished off the last of the tomato: Here is the wine I had. The roommate bought a case a while back from Joe's Liquor on Poplar. It is a very nice Spanish red wine. It goes well with steak, pasta, or just about anything.
Just thought I'd brag about my dinner. How was your McDonald's?
Songs on the Playlist:
Jimmy Buffett - Trying to Reason With Hurricane Season
Bob Dylan - Idiot Wind
Salute to Idol Fans
Well today is the American Idol Season Finale!!! How do I know that? I heard it on the radio. So here's a salute to all you idol fans out there:
For those of you who read my blog regularly and/or know me personally, you know how much I despise this ridiculous farce. So I’m not going to hop on my soapbox this early in the morning. But if you are going to watch it, enjoy your vanilla entertainment. And don’t get none on ya.
Songs on the Playlist:
Nitty Gritty Dirt Band – Mr. Bojangles
John Cougar Mellencamp – Hurt So Good
The Clash – Rudie Can’t Fail
Today’s Word of the Day:
Cougar – A female (single, divorced, or married) who hangs out in bars looking for any younger man to satisfy her carnal desires. Cougars typically are between the ages of 40 and 60. They hunt for men between 18 and 30. They dress like they are 14 and have the appearance of being terminally tan from too many years in tanning salons. Cougars typically appear to have been “ridden hard and put up wet.” Beware the cougar as she ready to bed any male who smiles at her.
For those of you who read my blog regularly and/or know me personally, you know how much I despise this ridiculous farce. So I’m not going to hop on my soapbox this early in the morning. But if you are going to watch it, enjoy your vanilla entertainment. And don’t get none on ya.
Songs on the Playlist:
Nitty Gritty Dirt Band – Mr. Bojangles
John Cougar Mellencamp – Hurt So Good
The Clash – Rudie Can’t Fail
Today’s Word of the Day:
Cougar – A female (single, divorced, or married) who hangs out in bars looking for any younger man to satisfy her carnal desires. Cougars typically are between the ages of 40 and 60. They hunt for men between 18 and 30. They dress like they are 14 and have the appearance of being terminally tan from too many years in tanning salons. Cougars typically appear to have been “ridden hard and put up wet.” Beware the cougar as she ready to bed any male who smiles at her.
5/23/2006
Email from Amy on D&Z Show
On my way to work today, I heard a friggin hilarious email from a listener to the Drake & Zeke show on 981 the Max. I got a copy of the email. I have edited only the four letter words so it appears as they read it on the air. I think it is pretty funny. Here ya go:
hey guys! thanks for reading my e-mail on the air. I didn't catch it, but my husband did. he got a kick out of it. he knew it was me even though I didn't tell him about it. who ever chimed in with the grab the mop remark, you were absolutely right! I just don't get women today--they are ALL crazy. They bellyache about how they can't find a good man, or they can't get the one they have to act right. Well, my response to them is this: Get off your ass, clean the f'ing house, and have dinner on the table when your man gets home from work. It does not matter if you both work, go to school--whatever! YOU, ladies, are still the woman of the house. Your home, husband, and children are YOUR responsibility. Men are simple--feed 'em well, f 'em well, and they're happy. What's so difficult about that? I wake up at 5:15 every morning to cook breakfast AND lunch for my husband before he leaves for work, and, I assure you, he gets his lovin' whenever he wants it. (that's another issue I don't understand, cutting HIM off when your pissed. What sense does that make? If he isn't gettin' any, I'M not gettin' any, and I'm NOT going for that!) I could go on forever, but instead, I'll get off my soapbox-- I have laundry to do and floors to mop! Have a great day guys! Weed for life!
amy
Ok, it's me again. Now I have to say that they did discuss that this might be the husband using his wife's email address. But even if it is, it's pretty damn funny.
Have a great day and don't get none on ya!
hey guys! thanks for reading my e-mail on the air. I didn't catch it, but my husband did. he got a kick out of it. he knew it was me even though I didn't tell him about it. who ever chimed in with the grab the mop remark, you were absolutely right! I just don't get women today--they are ALL crazy. They bellyache about how they can't find a good man, or they can't get the one they have to act right. Well, my response to them is this: Get off your ass, clean the f'ing house, and have dinner on the table when your man gets home from work. It does not matter if you both work, go to school--whatever! YOU, ladies, are still the woman of the house. Your home, husband, and children are YOUR responsibility. Men are simple--feed 'em well, f 'em well, and they're happy. What's so difficult about that? I wake up at 5:15 every morning to cook breakfast AND lunch for my husband before he leaves for work, and, I assure you, he gets his lovin' whenever he wants it. (that's another issue I don't understand, cutting HIM off when your pissed. What sense does that make? If he isn't gettin' any, I'M not gettin' any, and I'm NOT going for that!) I could go on forever, but instead, I'll get off my soapbox-- I have laundry to do and floors to mop! Have a great day guys! Weed for life!
amy
Ok, it's me again. Now I have to say that they did discuss that this might be the husband using his wife's email address. But even if it is, it's pretty damn funny.
Have a great day and don't get none on ya!
Tuesday Update
Well I went to the doctor’s office yesterday. I only sprained the ankle. No fracture or broken bones. Thank God. I still feel like a dumbass for spraining the ankle. I haven’t done this since either my junior or senior year of high school back in the ol’ cross country days. Maybe I should just start swimming at the Y near Tiger High. It's better on my joints. And it's a great way to stay in shape. And it's closer than my current gym. I'm just not sure how clean it is.
More good news: I got a date for Crown & Sceptre. I’m taking Miniher. That should be fun.
Other than that I’m just taking it easy for the ankle to heal. The last thing I need is a bum ankle during waterskiing season. I’ve done that before and gotten the funky “ankle brace” tan.
Yeah, today's a boring post. Sorry. I don't have much going on right now that is worth talking about. Have a great one.
Songs on the Playlist:
The Grateful Dead – Sugar Magnolia (100 Years Hall)
Marvin Gaye – Mercy Mercy Me
More good news: I got a date for Crown & Sceptre. I’m taking Miniher. That should be fun.
Other than that I’m just taking it easy for the ankle to heal. The last thing I need is a bum ankle during waterskiing season. I’ve done that before and gotten the funky “ankle brace” tan.
Yeah, today's a boring post. Sorry. I don't have much going on right now that is worth talking about. Have a great one.
Songs on the Playlist:
The Grateful Dead – Sugar Magnolia (100 Years Hall)
Marvin Gaye – Mercy Mercy Me
5/22/2006
Weekend Recap
Let's see Friday night, my sister and some of her friends were going to BBQ fest and gave me a ride. I appreciate that. I actually forgot how little 19 year old girls know about drinking. One of them was already annoyingly drunk by the time they picked me up. I don't think she liked it when I said "Hey Paris, what are you on? Calm down."
After we parked (and I had to explain that the Orpheum parking lot WAS right next to the entrance), I split off from them and went in to find my friends. I had some of the best wet ribs I've ever had at the 'Oscar & The Grouches' team. Thanks to those guys. After that I floated through about four or five different teams with my buds and ran in Kat at BBQ Republic. I had a good time there and saw a ton of folks. They kicked everyone out at 12 and my sister called to see if I needed a ride home. Why hell yeah! So I drove her car back to my house because E&H wouldn't let her in (she's only 19, but I guess that matters on BBQ fest week). She dropped me off and ran to a friend's house. I came home, ate a snack, and went to bed.
Oh yeah, when we were walking into BBQ Fest, the Bible beaters with the sign were talking on their megaphone about the Da Vinci Code. Those guys are nuts. They can take anything you say and argue against you like asinine fools.
Saturday I vegged around the house and then went to Lowe's. I bought 5 tomato plants and took them to Mom for her mother's day gift. Yea I know it's a week late, but no one bought them on Mother's Day. So my brother and I planted the plants in her garden. After that I came home. I mulled the idea of going back to BBQ fest, but I had partied for too many days and nights this week. I had some Pizza from Exline's Pizza (always good). And went to bed early.
Sunday I woke up and did a little laundry. I goofed around the house and didn't go to the gym. It was such a pretty day that I decided to go running. And this is where things went downhill. I was running through the neighborhood not paying attention. I saw some hot girl running the other way. I was watching her and stepped wrong on a curb. I twisted/sprained my ankle. I have now been gimped up at home since yesterday afternoon. I went to RiteAid and found an ankle injury kit. I put that on in the parking lot. It had an ice compress kit and gauze, etc. to wrap the ankle. I bought two new ankle braces too. After the cold pac stopped working, the roommate got me a refreezable one with a special brace. It was $20 but it rocks. It can be cooled or heated. How awesome is that? He had gone to get dinner anyway, so it didn't bother him to pick it up.
Anyway, the swelling has gone down considerably. How bad was it? My left ankle on the outside looked like a friggin' baseball. It was huge. I've kept it wrapped and iced all night and day and it feels fine. I have a doctor's appointment today at 3PM. So I'm not going to work today. I think I'll hook my laptop up to the net and do a little downloading. Yall have a great day behind the desks of the world.
Oh yeah, I read a great quote on a Jose Cuervo ad:
Good stories never start with "We were drinking Chardonnay when..."
After we parked (and I had to explain that the Orpheum parking lot WAS right next to the entrance), I split off from them and went in to find my friends. I had some of the best wet ribs I've ever had at the 'Oscar & The Grouches' team. Thanks to those guys. After that I floated through about four or five different teams with my buds and ran in Kat at BBQ Republic. I had a good time there and saw a ton of folks. They kicked everyone out at 12 and my sister called to see if I needed a ride home. Why hell yeah! So I drove her car back to my house because E&H wouldn't let her in (she's only 19, but I guess that matters on BBQ fest week). She dropped me off and ran to a friend's house. I came home, ate a snack, and went to bed.
Oh yeah, when we were walking into BBQ Fest, the Bible beaters with the sign were talking on their megaphone about the Da Vinci Code. Those guys are nuts. They can take anything you say and argue against you like asinine fools.
Saturday I vegged around the house and then went to Lowe's. I bought 5 tomato plants and took them to Mom for her mother's day gift. Yea I know it's a week late, but no one bought them on Mother's Day. So my brother and I planted the plants in her garden. After that I came home. I mulled the idea of going back to BBQ fest, but I had partied for too many days and nights this week. I had some Pizza from Exline's Pizza (always good). And went to bed early.
Sunday I woke up and did a little laundry. I goofed around the house and didn't go to the gym. It was such a pretty day that I decided to go running. And this is where things went downhill. I was running through the neighborhood not paying attention. I saw some hot girl running the other way. I was watching her and stepped wrong on a curb. I twisted/sprained my ankle. I have now been gimped up at home since yesterday afternoon. I went to RiteAid and found an ankle injury kit. I put that on in the parking lot. It had an ice compress kit and gauze, etc. to wrap the ankle. I bought two new ankle braces too. After the cold pac stopped working, the roommate got me a refreezable one with a special brace. It was $20 but it rocks. It can be cooled or heated. How awesome is that? He had gone to get dinner anyway, so it didn't bother him to pick it up.
Anyway, the swelling has gone down considerably. How bad was it? My left ankle on the outside looked like a friggin' baseball. It was huge. I've kept it wrapped and iced all night and day and it feels fine. I have a doctor's appointment today at 3PM. So I'm not going to work today. I think I'll hook my laptop up to the net and do a little downloading. Yall have a great day behind the desks of the world.
Oh yeah, I read a great quote on a Jose Cuervo ad:
Good stories never start with "We were drinking Chardonnay when..."
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