Sunday, November 30, 2008

Back in the saddle

My my, it's so... quaint... up here in Northern California. I mean, honestly, what does a girl have to do to get an uber-luxury car around here?

Apparently that bad boy is one of several this guy owns (it was parked in front of his boutique on Rodeo).

HD and I spent most of the day Friday in search of celebrities. HD kept pointing at plain old beautiful people wearing odd clothes and saying, "Is that a celebrity? I think I just saw a celebrity!"

Me: Who do you think you just saw?
HD: A star.

Anyway, we didn't spend all of the last four days in Beverly Hills. We were staying in Santa Barbara for the Thanksgiving holiday. Yup, Thanksgiving dinner in a restaurant... that's a first for me. We biked along the beach on borrowed beach cruisers, ate breakfast at the Pierre Lafond Bistro, shopped up and down State Street... it was so much fun.

And I'm sorry to say, but the SoCal Ugg Monstrosity is still alive and well. I wish people would stop flogging that deceased equine. I think I first saw that trend, oh, 4 years ago? Yes, when I was visiting friends in San Luis Obispo and Irvine that January. The most memorable was a man in his early forties, balding, wearing a Ralph Lauren polo shirt, plaid golf shorts, and tan Ugg boots up to his calves. Why? No, seriously, why? This makes as much sense to me as puffy vests. Do your arms and knees not get cold?

Sunday, November 23, 2008

I think it's time to make Milwaukee mine!

My friend Garen sent this, and now that I'm done crying with laughter, I'm passing it along.

A friend of Garen's made this, and I have to say, I'm extremely jealous of this person's talent.

How to Use RSS

I am posting this as a public service to my friends and family who may not know about the wonder of RSS. If you don't know about RSS, take a few minutes and watch this video. It will change your life.

Or at least the way you slack off.

This is for my sister

*Edited from original post: dang it! There's no internet video of him doing Single Ladies! Jack, seriously, find someone who has that episode on TiVo. Funniest. Skit. EVAAAAAAR.

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

I don't even know who you ARE

Scene: This morning, driving to work on 5th street in San Rafael. HD is in the passenger seat of my car. Someone from Guide Dogs for the Blind is doing some training with a cute yellow lab. There's a dump truck parked on the right side of the road just ahead of the woman and dog.

Me: Look at the dog!
HD: Don't hit that truck.
Me: I was nowhere near that truck.
HD: You almost hit that truck. That's a bad example for that dog; how will he ever learn?
Me: Learn to drive?
HD: Yes.
Me: He's a dog. I hope I've deterred him from ever driving a motor vehicle.
HD: Now you're just being speciest*.
Me: Give me a break.
HD: I don't even want to talk to you right now. Just drive.

* speciest (noun, adj.): 1. A person** prejudiced against an entire species, such as canines or trees. 2. Being prejudiced against an entire species, such as canines or trees.
** Is it speciest of me to define a speciest as a person?

Monday, November 3, 2008

Just about over Coldplay