:: Friday, November 21, 2008 ::
"Greenman is totally saving your life right now, bro"
Everyone is all a-twitter that tonight's episode of "It's Always Sunny In Philadelphia" is the season finale. How can that be? This season just started!
Now, I'm all depressed. Pass the glue, Charlie.
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:: Wednesday, November 19, 2008 ::
And I thought I was a Book Geek
via Shelf Awareness
Oregon Baby Named After Parents' Favorite Bookstore
"This could be the beginning of an interesting trend. Tattered Patterson? Northshire Stevens? The twins Barnes Bigelow and Noble Bigelow?On October 3, Audrey DeKam and Kevin DeKam became the proud parents of Powell Finley DeKam, an 8 lb., 13 ounce boy who was named in honor of Powell's Books, Portland, Ore.
According to Powell's, "Audrey says nearly everyone they meet simply loves the name. She writes, 'Conversations usually go like this: "Aw, he's cute. What's his name?" And I answer, "Powell. He's named for the bookstore." Their response, "Oh, I love that place!" ' "
The DeKams decided on the name when they found Powell in a baby name book and learned it means "alert."
Powell's father is a chemical technologist for Hewlett-Packard, and his mother is a freelance writer who has an MFA in creative writing and taught English and writing at Oregon State University. She described her perfect day as consisting of "sleeping in and then getting lost in Powell's Books for hours." But with Powell and his big brother, Elijah, 2, around the house, sleeping in is likely to go the way of the carriage trade bookstore--but surely the kids will enjoy visiting Burnside."
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:: Tuesday, November 18, 2008 ::
Shimmy Shimmy Shimmy to the Breaking Dawn, Yeah!
I just bought tickets to see Twilight!
Break it down for me RPattzzzzz:
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I couldn't wrangle anyone to go with me to a midnight showing of it so instead I'm seeing it this Saturday in Asheville with both my sisters and my two nieces. Oh, and Ben. Poor poor Ben - pity him. He will be needing your sympathy.
:: Monday, November 17, 2008 ::
via Outblush
"You can probably still hear your mother's voice nagging you to "Stand up straight, dammit, girl!" (OK, maybe that was just one of our mothers). Anyway, if you didn't listen and remain a sloucher, the iPosture ($89) is for you. This ingenious electronic device is designed to record your perfect posture, and then alert you--via very subtle vibration--when you deviate more than three degrees from it. Can be worn attached to your bra, hidden with sticky stuff on your skin, or as an "attractive" pendant (the company's word, not ours!)"
Question: by "subtle vibration" do they mean "cattle prod like shock"? Because otherwise, I'd just be subtly vibrating all day and if I wanted to do that I'd just amp up the caffeine intake.When I lost weight and discovered I had a collar bone, I felt like I should utilize it. I mean it's just sitting there - shouldn't I be using it to store change in or something? Anyway, maybe I could stick one of those little iposture devices in there. That would be just as comfortable as STICKING IT TO MY SKIN daily.
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:: Sunday, November 16, 2008 ::
Finding Nemo
This weekend didn't involve any latex faux superheroes or half nekkid belly dancers shimmying around with swords on their head. Yet, I still had so much fun (which is surprising since I had to work on both Saturday and Monday so my weekend was non-existent.)
On Saturday night, Mister Benjamin took me to my favorite place: the sushi bar a couple of blocks from the bookshop. It's somewhat of a shock that I love this place seeing as I'm not a fan of eating fish - whether it's cooked or not. However, this place carries what I call "Southern Sushi."
They have one called "The CholesteRoll" which contains fried chicken and bbq sauce. There's another which is a sushi roll involving Philadelphia Cream Cheese and then the entire roll is fried. Is it any wonder this place speaks to my soul?
Jess, one of my friends and one of the girls who went to Disney for Halloween with us, is the sushi chef there and has been for the past eight years. Ever since we started sitting at the bar (where the sushi is made - not the other bar in the restaurant where the drinks are served), I adore going here. When it's busy, I get to watch her work which is incredibly entertaining. And slightly intimidating - that's a huge knife she works with so quickly.
When it's not busy, we get to talk to her as she regales us with tales. This past night she told us about her sister (AA, another friend) and her habit of humming in between words as she talks. Evidently, singing isn't her strong point. Once on a road trip she was singing along to her MP3 player while wearing headphones. Only their dad didn't know this so he pulled off on the side of the road because he thought something was wrong with the car.
They gave us shirts with the restaurants new name on them. The new name means BBQ Eel but their dad kept trying to tell us it meant, "Remember Pearl Harbor" and the shirt should be worn on top of a long sleeve shirt with American Flags down the sleeves. Niiiice. I'm totally bringing Japanese Street Fashion to South Carolina in that outfit.
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:: Saturday, November 15, 2008 ::
"Books are the ultimate Dumpees: put them down and they'll wait for you forever; pay attention to them and they always love you back." (John Green)
For the past couple of months, I've been ignoring any of my personal wants when it comes to what I read. Due to the upcoming Christmas season, I've only been choosing recently published novels that have received good reviews (yet aren't necessarily best sellers) so that I will have plenty to hand sell at the bookshop. Of course, my last two choices aren't things I could recommend to anyone.
Well, that's not true. If a customer came up to me and asked for a book for someone they hated so much that they wanted to give them a novel that would leech any light and laughter from their soul I could happily suggest "Songs For The Missing" to them and go on my happy little way.
When the book I read directly after "Songs For The Missing" was another emotion crushing harbinger of despair, I decided to take a break by reading two highly recommended young adult novels (my favorite genre) instead. That definitely did the trick and has restored my giddiness toward reading once more.
The first was Paper Towns by John Green whose "Looking For Alaska" remains my favorite current YA novel. This one isn't as fantastic, but it's a fun read which I really enjoyed. It's full of Green's normal acerbic style this time featured in LISTS which made me giddy. For example,
"She may be hot, but she is also 1. aggressively vapid, and 2. an absolute, unadulterated raging bitch. Those of us who frequent the band room have long suspected that Becca maintains her lovely figure by eating nothing but the souls of kittens and the dreams of impoverished children."
John Green does video blogs with his brother under the series "Nerd Fighters". I've posted one of his gems before, but I'm going to repost it again since it answers the very important question, "Edward or Jacob". I mean Twilight does come out this Friday...
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:: Tuesday, November 11, 2008 ::
Oooh, I'm shamelessly skanking pictures which the lovely Janine took on Saturday. She took these with her iPhone and I'm surprised that the photos are so good. (The ones I took with my digital camera in the restaurant were all pretty dodgy.) As much as I like Janine, I might have to stop hanging around her since every time I do I covet her iPhone. This trip was killer for our Christmas list. The day before Ben and I had been talking about how we really didn't want anything big or special. Now, I'm demanding an iPhone and Ben wants a camera as awesome as Jenn's (which costs around $1k.)
The first few are from Jersualem Garden (where I learned how lazy and under utilized my hips are - I could be shaking em about while balancing a sword on my head! But, no! they just sit there.) The latter are from the Superhero 5k. That could probably go unsaid but I figure that it is Asheville so if there were just randomly hordes of people in latex it really wouldn't be /that/ surprising.
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:: Monday, November 10, 2008 ::
"I wouldn't mind having Nathan Fillion on my chest." -- Tashina
I'm still buzzing from this weekend. I just had so much fun at the Superhero 5k. Beforehand, we were in the parking lot and Jess was pulling on her Dr. Horrible costume when a lady approached her. This is not exactly what was said because I was half in the car still, but the is the jist of the conversation.
Lady: Is there something going on in Asheville?
Jess: ........
Lady: I just don't want to go further if there's a riot or something?
Jess: .......
Lady: What I'm asking is: Is the KKK marching?
Jess: No, it's a Superhero 5k.
*lady leaves*
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Dr. Horrible or Klansman? You decide
Personally, I'm disgusted.
:: Sunday, November 09, 2008 ::
Coffee Break Jenn and The Revenge Of The Lasso Of Truth
I've posted the pictures from the Superhero 5k in Asheville yesterday on Ben's photo gallery: here at http://www.seaoffire.net/gallery/v/superhero5k/. If there's a pic of you that you don't like, just let me know. I kind of skim the ones without me in it as I take the Dennis Reynolds approach to photographs: If I'm not in any of them, and nobody's having sex, I just don't care.
Of course, there are some that just grab one's attention for some reason:
Do not question Wonder Woman and her Lasso of Truth!Along with my sister, I dressed as a Captain Hammer fan girl. Jenn was Captain Hammer and Jess was Dr. Horrible. If you have no idea, who Captain Hammer and Dr. Horrible is then you should definitely go and watch Dr. Horrible's Sing Along Blog now. You can buy each of the three acts on iTunes for $2 each and the whole thing is about 45 minutes long. It's definitely worth it, even if it's only to understand what someone means when they say, "This is not the Hammer."
Afterward, we headed to Tupelo Honey for supper. Unfortunately, the wait was over an hour so I was denied my fried green tomatoes and sweet potato pancakes. Instead, we crossed the street to eat at Jerusalem Garden where I've never been before. It was AWESOME. The food was incredible (I ate Filet Mignon for the first time), and there was a show which included
a half naked woman with a flat stomach I envy shimmying around on the floora talented belly dancer performing her craft.Here are some of my other favorites:
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:: Friday, November 07, 2008 ::
Giggle Of The Day
"Have you noticed the in the ads for the Twilight movie, Edward's hair is in a pompadour? I def. don't remember that from the books, not that you ever really got a description of what he looked like. But it gets bigger in each ad. I'm sure by the time it's released, he could go pom to pom with Liberace..."-- GayJay
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And with the lousy day I've been having I needed that laugh. (Although, on the bright side I have this weekend off. WOO! We're going to the Superhero 5k in Asheville and I'm dressing as a Captain Hammer fan girl. I'm very excited about this.)
:: Thursday, November 06, 2008 ::
A Facebook Exchange:
The following is a facebook exchange that happened between Ben and some random people (who he only friended because of the game Mob Wars on facebook).Some Notes:
1. Due to crass language, this isn't Rebecca approved. This means it's funny.
2. Obama was elected yesterday and somehow today's economy is a judge of his presidency. "The market has dropped tremendously since he got in." You mean since last night, right?
3. I hate rednecks. 1%ers. Good Heavens, people.
*****************************************************************************
This original note was posted by KW:
Don't blame me, I voted McCain.
When taxes go up, economy reaches all time lows, and we are no longer a super power.
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------War Tank at 6:41pm November 6
I won't blame you. Unless you voted for Bush twice... then I will.
K W at 7:52pm November 6
Hmm, while I would have to think back, I am positive I voted for him in '04, not sure about '00.
War Tank at 7:54pm November 6
LOL... Obama hasn't even stepped in yet and the economy sucks. Don't blame me, I didn't vote for Bush or anyone before him. =) Now if at the end of 4-8 years of Obama things are horrendous, then we can talk... sinner. =)
The market has dropped tremendously since he got in.. How is that Bush's fault? That is our country responding to what lies ahead.. You best not be calling me a sinner..
Listen sinner... the economy has been up and down for months now. Has very little to do with the election. Sinner.
LATER DUDE! I don't need to take no crap from your punk ass!
No you don't sinner. De-friend me, even though I desperately need the light of Christ. Send me some crackers, sinner.
Bite my left tit JACKASS
Kristin... in the immortal words of Chang... "Shave a spot."
Scott
Dont worry he wont make to be sworn in.... Whos the sinner now ????
Scott... please say you have foreknowledge of him not making it to the sign in... and please leave your number for the secret service. =) Double SINNER
Scott
And thats why I like Freedom of Speech choooch
I love the first amendment too my gay lover. And the 2nd, want to stroke my gun?So your a queer and a Obama lover hmmm interesting
No, I love free speech and you.Yep gotta love it...... Thats why ya didnt vote Mccain Cause he would have banned ya ......
Mccain can ban people from facebook? I thought he couldn't check his email? Anyway, I'm exercising free speech, how about we do some squat thrusts later?
You want me to thrust my Foot up your ass then slap the life outta ya?? Is that what you would like me to excercise ???
Scott... testy, testy. That doesn't sound like fun, but it does sound like something you are probably very good at... practice makes perfect. Eucharist baby baptism.
I can't delete you, this is too much fun. It is fun to read comments from uneducated morons, SINNER WAR TANK
I really just want people to stop sinning so much. I think this group will be filled with witches, sinners and demons. I'm going to get Palin's pastor to perform an exorcism on all of you. Evil, EVIL sinners. We need to drop to our knees and pray very hard.
Oh, I love witches, vampires, and MOST OF ALL, SINNERS! 1% ers are my favorite!
1%er's are wussies. I'm a 0.0005%er.
Caryn
EEEVIILL..EEEVIILL.... Regan lives! I need this exorcism!! I AM A SINNER!
SARAH PALIN LIVES IN ALL OF US!! WE ARE ALL SINNERS!
Caryn, thank you. You are blessed my child. Go forth and procreate, may great seed spill from your loins across this barren land. Multiply and do evil unto the sinners until the sin is cleansed from the land and the evil may stop in its evil facebook loving tracks.
You can try to exorcise me, but it will just make me head spin around and I will throw up on you
So you are into vomit? I can dig it... sounds like a party. Like 2girls1cup. w00t!
why are you thanking me? I have ALREADY procreated!!! Dont need to anymore! Everything spills from my loins!
You aren't done yet! The lord commandeth it!
WHO ARE YOU TO SAY IM NOT DONE?? HELL YEAH I AM.Have YOU procreated and had children come out of you?? Im gonna be a Grandma in the next 10 years! IM DONE! Let the Lord strike me DEAD if he Commandeth it!
He might.
Well, sorry to disrupt, let me just say Palin 2012! YEA! SCOTT'S FOOT 2016!!!!! (but wash it first, god knows where he puts that thing)
SCOTTS FOOT NOW! SHUT YOU UP!
Shit, I think you should run War!
Yes, facebook is terrifying. But not as much as your creepy picture, I figured Mccain would lose the tranny vote?
At that point Ben was de-friended with several claims that he had "crossed the line". Evidently, insinuating that you're (or someone else is) going to assassinate the president-elect is not wrong but saying a girl looks like a dude is just TOO MUCH.
I do agree that he took it too far in comparing transsexuals to that awful woman. Although, I do agree that that woman has a bad case of Man Face.
Oh, this made me laugh so much.
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:: Wednesday, November 05, 2008 ::
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:: Tuesday, November 04, 2008 ::
Ben's Pick For Best Part of Disney:
On Saturday night, we ate at the 50s Prime Time Cafe which is one of the themed restaurants at Disney World. It is supposed to be like eating in "Mom's Kitchen" where you're told to keep your elbows off the table, clean your plate, etc. Our waiter was AWESOME. Not only did he sound EXACTLY like Steve Buscemi but he took the Mom's Kitchen thing to a whole new abusive level. The waiter especially picked on Jenn, our friend from Maine who met us there. She's a blond so there were a lot of jokes - like shooting her with a toy blaster in hopes of "shocking some brain waves into her head." The whole dinner was fantastically fun. It was the highlight of the trip for Ben.Here's a picture of our waiter with the Steve Buscemi voice (and, yes, he sat down between our table and another table to yak a lot.)
Jess & Jenn sitting across from me in the booth at the 50s Prime Time Cafe:
Some Highlights Of The Waiter's Banter:
Jenn: Can I get a refill on my diet coke?
Waiter: Another? Did you pack plastic sheets with you?!
***Waitress: Are you finished?
Ben: Yes
Waitress: Are you sure you don't want to lick the plate first?
Ben: Um.. no.
Waitress: Had to think about it for a second, didn't you?***
Waiter: Have they been giving you trouble?
Ben: Yeah, especially her. She's been riding us all day.
Waiter: Ride her back! You can borrow my belt.***
Jenn: Can we see the view-finder for the desserts*?
Waiter: Pink Eye.
Jenn: Are you serious?
Waiter: I'm just telling you what is out there.*They have this plastic little view finder where you can flip through and see all the pictures of what the desserts look like. We had the Smores and they were yummy.
The other great part about this restaurant is that Ben was able to eat a gluten free entree AND sides here without any problem. We told them when we made the reservations and when we were seated. The chef came out to discuss with Ben about what he could and couldn't eat. It was incredibly easy and was the first time that Ben actually LIKED what he ate. (Unlike when he ordered off the gluten free menu at PF Chang's. That food was gross - and I normally adore PF Chang's.)
It was so much fun that Jess tipped in origami:
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:: Monday, November 03, 2008 ::
Nothing Says Lovin Like Something From The Coven
We survived Disney!
Last year when I saw this year that my favorite holiday, Halloween, would be on a Friday I knew that I wanted to do something *special*. Going to Disney World for Mickey's Not So Scary Halloween Party definitely qualified. I can honestly say that this was the best Halloween ever and I had so much fun.
Ben dressed as a Not So Inebriated Hunter S. Thompson.
The Original:
Mister Benjamin:
[When Hunter would travel he would mail phone books with a ton of cocaine inside to his destination. Of course, he always addressed the package to friends and never to his real name. Nice.]And I dressed as a Not So Busty Enid Coleslaw.
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The original:
Me:
:: Monday, October 27, 2008 ::
Laura Llew's Guide To Car Buying
1. Denial. Your old car, Avarice (Av'ry for short) is FINE. That mechanic can shut his filthy mouth. What he says about the pistons and that thing about the engine no long working: LIES. The car is a 2002 - no way could it need a new engine. And no way could it be that even if you get a new engine the same thing would happen again. That's just inconceivable. That mechanic is straight up stupid. Second opinion please.
2. Anger: Become illogically disgruntled at your old car. You've been with it for years, changing its oil every 3,000 miles and babying it regularly. You saw yourself growing old together and with a long happy future together. Now, you find out that the engine has been cheating on you... AND with the catalytic converter of all things. I think we can all agree that is just unnatural.3. Bargaining: Ok, so if I get a new engine my car will be fine right? It will forget about it's unnatural predilection for that catalytic converter and we can resume our happy life together. Right?
4. Depression: No, it is a design flaw in the car and the same problem will just happen again. You have to buy a new car even though you love and adore your old car. Pouty Face:
Begrudgingly, you go to Edmunds.com to start your research. Edmunds makes you think of Edmonton Canada and this site better not be run by damn Canadians. Normally, you love Canadians (maybe, at least you love Canadian Bacon which is close enough.) However, right now everything about this process makes you despondent. Still can't get over the fact that you're buying a NEW car when you're old car is still relatively new. Research is halted several times while you grumble and shake your fist in the air.
5. Acceptance: Turns out Edmunds.com is a God send. In addition to researching all of the different car models and an article comparing the type of cars you're looking at (economy 4 door sedans), there are some incredibly thorough write ups about the process of buying a new car.
* Confessions of A Car Salesman is long but worth it to find out all the tricks the dealership will play. It encourages you to print out details of the car you're going to buy: including the invoice and starting retail price to bring with you to the dealership.
* Confessions of An Auto Finance Manager is also helpful and motivates you to find out your Credit Score so you can't be jerked around by the F&I guy as you do the final paperwork while buying a new car. Also, you learn that if you say "F&I" guy quickly it sounds like "Effing I Guy." Faux cursing always calms you.
* Ratings of Car Dealerships in the Area: In addition to resources to research the car you want to buy, they also have reviews of local dealerships. After reading all of these reviews, make a route so you end up at the best rated dealership last, especially if the discrepancies in dealerships seems to be as wide as it is in the Western Carolinas.Other handy advice is to treat your trade in completely separate from buying a new car. (That and to only trade in your car if you're in dire straights like, Oh I Don't Know, maybe the engine is about to die because it's having an affair with the catalytic converter because it's one sickass Patty McGrossout.) So get your numbers and your finance rates all pegged down then before you sign the papers say you want to trade in the car (but not mention it before that point.) Have the Kelly Blue Book numbers with you as well.
6. Action: With all your research printed out and tucked into the Super Cute Vera Bradley folder purse your sister gave you for your birthday, you head to the dealership with your head negotiator Mister Benjamin. He fires up his "negotiating sticks" and threatens to miss a dose of his anti-anxiety medicine just to "set the tone." He also refuses to let you eat saying you need the HUNGER in this process.
After test driving the car to make sure it truly is your dream car, you trod to dealership after dealership with your numbers. Dealership after dealership you are LIED to about numbers as they bring out a binder with an excel spreadsheet in a sheet protector that says "Invoice Price" at top as if you're dumb enough to believe that is their Invoice Price, especially since it's suspiciously close to the amount of the starting MSRP. When the edmunds.com reviews said these places were bad they weren't joking! They're terrible - after a car salesman tells you 10x about how honest he is and how you'll get the same price everywhere you tune out.
Finally, you arrive at the last dealership on your list. The one that got all the fantastic reviews. By this time you have three different "lowest" prices that the other dealerships will give you, including the price to beat. You also know that the lowest interest rate that you're going to get now on a new Honda is 1.9% which is pretty fantastic. Not as low as the 0% Saturn is offering across the street. But then you'd have to drive a Saturn so 1.9% is looking pretty good.
After meeting the first salesman of the day who doesn't make your skin crawl, you cozy up in his office without letting down your guard. You put a price down that you would be perfectly willing to buy the car at. It's MUCH lower than any other dealership offered. He comes back with a price that is hundreds of dollars BELOW that. Doesn't he know how this works? After some more discussing, you come up with a final cost that is a couple more hundred BELOW the price that was hundreds of dollars BELOW what you were willing to pay in the first place. After meeting with the Effing I guy, you get your finance rate set in at 1.9%. Right as you nail the price and the finance rate you say, "Oh wait, I have a car I'd like to trade in to make this price more manageable."
Chief Negotiator, Mister Benjamin, then proceeds to sell the car to them just as people have been trying to sell the car to you all day. Look at this impeccable body with halogen headlights! And the stopping power of the brakes is so powerful! You rejoice as you get well well well over the trade in value of your car that is about to die. (It would have been $500 over the value if the car had been in good shape with no engine problems so SCORE!)
You then wait and wait and wait. Chief Negotiator, Mister Benjamin, gets bored when there's no action or opportunities to draw blood.
Finally, after the dealership has closed and your feet are about to fall off after having spent the entire day car shopping the deal is complete. You pack everything out of your old car and put it into your shiny new car. Why did you love that old car anyway? It obviously had issues. And you didn't want to say anything but that rounded bumper made it look fat. Talk about mom jeans.
Drive the new car home. Then, within the first day put 100 miles on it while taking it on its maiden voyage to nearby Asheville for a zombie walk. Christen your new car "Natasha" a name that is partly taken from The Basic Eight and partly because you want to regularly say, "Away with us, Natasha!"
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:: Sunday, October 26, 2008 ::
BRAAAAIIINNNNSSS
I was so excited to see that someone dressed as a Sarah Palin Zombie at Asheville's Zombie Walk. I asked her if she'd pose with one of my nerf guns and she did. That and going into a Cracker Barrel as a Zombie Hunter while petrifying the wait staff were the highlights of the day!
More pictures over here: http://www.seaoffire.net/gallery/v/zombiewalk/
The first Palin picture was taken from RoarkFork on Flickr. They have an entire album of the pre-Zombie Walk here. I'm not in any of those either.
Arratik has another photo album from the walk which I really liked - this is mostly of the protesters and fans at the Civic Center where Sarah Palin was speaking. However, the zombies make some appearances.
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Happy Zombie Day
I just found out that we're supposed to bring a can or non-perishable food item to the Zombie walk tonight. The thought of bringing non-perishable anything to a Zombie walk just has me in giggles.
Unfortunately, four of our group had to cancel for tonight (two due to the death of a family friend which I feel horrible about). Ben, Katy, and I are still planning to go though -as long as it doesn't rain. As much as I hate to admit it, we're fair weather zombies.
We will sadly miss Zombie Kickball. I'm really morose about this one because it sounds incredibly fun:
:: Wednesday, October 22, 2008 ::
"I was huging a Belle and Sebastian fan for a while, but it didn't work out."
This entry is brought to you by my favorite LOL Cat:
1. Recently, I bought these Dr. Martens (Triumph 1914) to wear while tromping around Disney in my Enid costume. They're not actually a match for the boots she wears but neither are the tights I chose either. This was probably a more difficult decision than it should have been but when it came down to it comfort won over being exact.* So, I just went with a combat style boot which got high reviews as being incredibly comfortable.
Evidently, those reviewers were on crack. Or at the very least pain killing opiates.
I'm on day 4 of breaking in these bitches and two of my toes are ready to secede from the union - so to speak. I'm going to have to find a shoe store where I can get a specialized insert with a high arch (regular inserts aren't cutting it.) Needless to say, it's a hobbling week here, and much to Ben's chagrin I never was one to suffer in silence. Ben, who wears only boots, says that it just takes a while to break in boots. And that it's actually more of a process of the boots breaking in you. Hopefully, it will all be good by Halloween.
2. When I first started jogging on my morning hike/walk, I noted to Ben that I wasn't running 5 minutes at a time. He looked at me in HORROR. Like if I couldn't run for five minutes straight then how did I even have the stamina to get out of bed and dress myself each morning. Was I sure I didn't need him to fasten a pulley and lever system just so I could sit up on my own without testing my limited endurance?
However, I have since worked my way up and I'm now running a 1.5 without any breaks. (Then I walk and try to run another mile.) I figured this mild accomplishment was worthy of a reward - especially if I didn't get new running shoes for the trail my feet might break off. Thus, I went in for these lovely New Balances. I actually haven't hit the trails with them yet, as I have my first run in them tomorrow, but I'm just too giddy about them.
Also, I don't know why it didn't occur to me that I would have the same preferences about running but the love I feel for running on the trail I hike was overwhelming. It was one of my new favorite things which is why I opted for a trail running shoe over a regular one. Before whenever I thought of running nothing else but "My knees! My knees!" came to mind. It was such an overwhelming fear that I never tried it. However, I'm finding that i quite like it (although I jog more than I actually run). It just makes me feel good - like I'm main lining happy drugs. I don't think I will be up to running the Superhero 5k in November (although I am attending it) but I can definitely see making more of a regular habit out of this whole jogging thing. Maybe.
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*I mean the tights are cute and have a fantastic pattern I love. However, the ones I found that matched were mostly made of nylon. I'd rather not end up in Urgent Care than be exact so I went with a tight that's mostly cotton. Oh the accuracy sacrifices hives cause me to make.
