Monday, October 22, 2012

Magical Beverage

I don't know if it is the increased darkness, the cooler weather, or lack of sleep, but I have just been a blob of blah lately. I work, come home, make dinner, do some laundry, and lay on the couch. Rinse and repeat for the whole week.
BLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
This past Saturday, we attended a lovely wedding at Flaghill Winery. I have found that a majority of weddings have awful food and you are seated with the most awkward group of people ever, but none of that was the case at this wedding! Woo!
Obligatory shot of the wedding with the important people in it.
Events like weddings or parties make me realize that I am the shittiest adult on the face of the planet. I get exhausted meeting new people, because in my head I am very hard at work trying to not freak out at the amount of people in the room, being uncomfortable in my fancy clothes, and also trying to not say something completely awkward.
So how's the penis lately?...Shit.
To further separate me from the adult crowd, I do not particularly like the taste of alcoholic beverages. I can count on less than half of one hand the number of drinks I have had and liked...two, in fact: Toasted Marshmallow Amore and some very pink frozen fruity thing I had on my honeymoon in the Bahamas but don't know the name of.
Fuck you Olive Garden for getting rid of the only alcoholic drink I like and know the name of.
You would also be surprised how many people feel awkward, threatened, or just all around angry that you are not drinking. Then they come to the conclusion that there must be a medical reason for your disturbing lack of alcohol, and immediately ask in their loudest voice if you are pregnant. Then you spend the rest of the evening denying the baby rumors and feeling fat.
Me: Chunky, not pregnant.
I find it easier to just skirt the whole issue by pretending I already have a drink, so I like to carry a mocktail. That way, no one bothers me or tries to buy me something totally disgusting that they insist I will like, despite the fact that I have told them I don't want it. 

The only mocktail I knew that every venue has the stuff to make is the Shirley Temple, which is okay, but not great. NO MORE! 
Suck it, Shirley.
At the wedding, I found out about the most awesome drink ever. Behold my friends, the Darth Vader!
Okay, the photo quality is shitty, but whatever.
What is in this glass of delicious you might be asking. I will tell you, because we are BFFs and everyone should know of this wonderful beverage: Coke, grenadine, and a maraschino cherry. BAM.
The taste is magical. Like unicorn urine or something.
(Side note: the brand name for the grenadine in this photo is funkin syrup. That makes me giggle.)
It was magical and everyone thought it was a "real" beverage. Also, it is named after Darth Vader and that equals awesome.
Don't ruin this by reminding me that this drink is also called the Roy Rogers.
It's a fucking DARTH VADER bitch.

Friday, October 19, 2012

Happy Shit - 10/19/12

Hello all!

Congratulations for making it to the end of the week without killing someone, or doing a really good job hiding the body if you did!
Fun fact: Assuming you don't get dead-juice all over the place getting the body
to the dumping site, if you bury a body more than 9 feet deep, most cadaver dogs can't smell it.
Anyway, here is a bunch of shit that made me happy this week:

Well done Halloween makeup makes me happy inside:
This beautiful violin cover of the new James Bond song Skyfall.
Original is by Adele
The Ready-to-Bake sugar cookies from Pillsbury. So yummy. Can't. Stop. Eating.
OM-NOM-NOM-NOM!
Old episodes of Doctor Who.
Rude AND not ginger.
Awww, I wanted to be a ginger...I've never been a ginger...
If you are into the macabre and/or learning about everything in the world like me, there is an informative vlog on YouTube called "Ask A Mortician." You learn things about the mortuary trade and she is funny without being irreverent to the subject matter. She also has a website and is on Facebook.
Medieval scholar, mortician, and badass.
This kick ass video of an anteater doing anteater things to the song "Old Time Rock & Roll."
My name is Captain Noche Cuervo and I want ALL THE HUGS.
Random trivia I found out this week: Sammy Davis Jr only had one eye. He lost his left eye in a car accident in November 1954.
His reaction to losing his eye: "Talk about handicap – I'm a one-eyed Negro Jew!"
And this is why he is awesome.
And this video about what really happens when that Gotye song comes on.
The actual music video kind of scares me.
Deadpool rides the invisible horse...Gangnam Style. (Original video for this song is here)
Aw yeah...
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Also, my birthday was this past Wednesday. I had a good day (i.e. no one bothered me at work) and then I met David at Shio for some yummy sushi! All in all it was a good birthday.
My dinner. Mmmmmm.
Upper left: House salad with mustard dressing
Upper right: Gyoza (pan fried dumplings...they are like crack)
Lower left: Chicken and Cheese Roll (Crispy chicken filled with crab meat, carrots, and cheese)
Lower right: Sweet Potato Maki (sweet potato tempura in a maki roll) 

Monday, October 15, 2012

Smoke Screen

The 17th of October is my birthday and I will be 27 this year, a fact that I frequently forget. I stopped counting after turning 18, so now I actually have to do math most of the time to figure out how long I have been alive. Kudos to me.

I don't really have much to write about today. I just feel kinda tired and empty of ideas. Nothing other than work and normal life has happened. More work than regular life, which makes me cranky.

So I will just write about work I guess.

Specifically, how much I fucking hate cigarette smoke. And it is EVERYWHERE here. About 75% of the staff here smokes (not an exaggeration) so around every entrance and exit there is an acrid, disgusting, choking haze that I try to run through as quickly as possible.
Not cool guys. Where's the goddamn door?
This haze is often so thick that it penetrates the outer doors and gets caught in that little area between the outside door and the inside door. If you accidentally breathe in this space, you will be coughing for at least a half an hour.
The hall of smokey death.
The picnic areas, that actually could be a nice place to have lunch, have at least one smoker out there at any given time. These smokers are also the really rude type that don't care where the blow their smoke in relation to you, so you better find a different place to eat away from all doors and windows.
Like in a box, that is inside another box, that is also inside a closet.
Since the weather is getting colder, you aren't even safe from the smoke inside, as there there are several women who smoke in the bathroom.
I don't know who they are, but if I catch them I am going to beat them with a wet pool noodle.
Because it hurts like hell, but I wouldn't actually be sent to prison for it.
Even if they aren't smoking inside, they still reek of the smell. Also, many people here also don't practice personal hygiene, so there is the added smell of ass-odor mixed in with the cigarette stink.
Did someone just take a dump in an ashtray...? Oh, nope. It's just you.
Also an added side effect of all this smoking is the inevitable smoker's cough. You know the one. It is all wet and snotty sounding, like they are going to hock a lung right there on the floor. Like that old guy at the diner. Multiply that by 20 or 30 people and it starts to sound like a tuberculosis ward instead of an office.
There is a lung in my motherfucking food. DAMMIT JERRY, cover your damn mouth.
I am not saying that everyone should quit as I know it is very difficult to do, though it would be extremely beneficial to their health and well being. I just want there to be designated smoking areas so those of us who don't smoke don't have to walk through it and smell like it.

Friday, October 12, 2012

Happy Shit - 10/12/12

Hello all.

You are probably saying,"What the fuck are you doing here bitch? It isn't Monday! This is Friday! Why are you all up in my Friday business? Wait, this is one of those 'not real' posts, right?"

Nope, I am trying a new thing. I am going to make a list of shit that made me happy for the week and post the results on Fridays. Like a big punch in the face of happiness before you get on with your weekend. Mostly it is for me, to remind me at the end of a tough week that not everything has immediately passed go, not collected $200, and gone down the shitter.

Here is some shit that made me happy:
  • I read a blog post about unicorn vaginas and bronies. It was awesomely fucked up. Thanks Valerie! (PS - I wrote this before I knew you nominated me for a sweet award...just so you know that I loved you BEFORE that...)
This unicorn does NOT have a vagina.
  • This sweet display of nerdiness from the Ohio State marching band. If you watch nothing else in this video, go to the 6:00 mark and watch the running horse.
Just watch this shit. It will blow your mind.
  • Finally getting to see The Avengers. Hells fuckin' yeah! I might have to watch all the Marvel movies again, it was that awesome.
Melissa SMASH!!!!!!
  • Sewed part of my Halloween costume and didn't have to rip out any of the stitching! Go ME!!!! Still probably isn't going to be done in time for this Halloween because I got all over-ambitious and picked the hardest costume EVER. Because I am an idiot. 
This is usually what happens when I sew.
  • Actually kept up with folding the laundry. If you have read my previous posts on laundry, you know how I am about that. But seriously, I totally did it. Granted it is all still downstairs on my folding counter and never got put away...but that's not the point!
Um...No.
  • Lost 3 pounds, so I am down to 132. No goal weight, I just want to not feel like a schlub anymore and lose the weird gut overhang thing I have going on just in the front.
Totally not what my gut looks like.
  • Celebrated my husband's 26th birthday by going out for awesome burgers and Irish nachos. Oh, holy shit YES Irish nachos are a real thing (6th thing down on the page...).

  • Giggling every time I type "pork" because it is a funny word. Hehe...pork.
Fantastic advertising.
  • I bathed my odoriferous guinea pigs and my shirt didn't get soaked!
  • Fig considers getting me all soapy and soaked to be his vengeance for being bathed.
    Touche pig. Touche.
  • Made my mom watch the Doctor Who episode entitled "Blink." It was awesome and she loved it, except for having to go home alone after...and she slept with all the curtains closed so the angels couldn't get her.
Most terrifying game of peek-a-boo EVER.
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Last minute addition:

I was nominated for a motherfucking award!

I would like to thank Valerie from Valerie Nunez and the Flying Platypi (yes, the same Valerie that wrote that awesome and infomative post on unicorns and bronies) for nominating me for "The Versatile Blogger" award.

As part of the rules I am supposed to link to 15 blogs/bloggers I follow...but I don't read that many blogs. So check out the few I do know/follow in no particular order:
  • The Bloggess (because BLOGGESS)
  • TellingDad (general hilarity of a work-at-home-dad)
  • I Like Beer and Babies (The hilarious life of a realistic mom. She is what I imagine I will sort of be like when I am a parent...)
  • Rants From Mommyland (I am more like a silent stalker on this blog because I am not a parent, but I find their posts hilarious)
  • On a more positive note... (So snarky, yet honest. I love her.)
  • And of course Valerie, but I already linked to her twice in this post...I think that bitch is trying to take over my blog.
So all of the blogs above are nominated for the same award now and these are the "rules" but you don't actually have to enact them just for me:

  • Thank the person who gave you this award.
  • Include a link to their blog.
  • Next, select 15 blogs/bloggers that you’ve recently discovered or follow regularly.
  •  Nominate those 15 bloggers for the Versatile Blogger Award.
  •  Finally, tell the person who nominated you 7 things about yourself.
So, I am supposed to share 7 random things about myself per the final rule...um...
  1. Is this a test? I hate motherfucking tests...it's a test, isn't it? Fuck.
  2. Um...I hate belly buttons. They are fucking gross and they weird me out. Except guinea pig belly buttons, because those are adorable.
  3. Nail polish on my fingers makes me claustrophobic, but nothing else does.
  4. I sleep with a night guard in, because I am super sexy like that.
  5. I hate physically going shopping (especially for pants), but I love clothes, shoes, and purses.
  6. I am a constant worrier. It is probable that at any given moment I am worried about something, but usually several things.
  7. I love sweet potato maki. Seriously, that stuff is like crack.

Monday, October 8, 2012

Happy Various and Sundry Holidays!

I would first like to wish my Canadian readers a very happy Thanksgiving! I hope there is lots of turkey and lots of love wherever you are today. Unless you don't like turkey, then I just wish you love and lots of a food of your choice...uh...yeah, that got away from me a bit, so Happy Thanksgiving!
I wish you ALL the tater tots. ALL OF THEM.
In Japan, it is Health and Sports Day. Celebrating the anniversary of the opening of the 1964 Olympic Games in Tokyo, this holiday exists to promote living a healthy, active lifestyle. So, happy Health and Sports Day Japan!
Don't eat here today. Or if you do, perhaps you should jog to and from there.
You know, to remain in the spirit of things.
It is also American Touch Tag Day, so get out there and play some tag! I recommend running up to the nearest stranger, tapping them, and yelling, "TAG! YOU'RE IT! NO TAG BACKS!" and running away before they call the police. Also, you didn't get this suggestion from me if the police catch you. (Side note: I have no idea why it is called "American" tag. Tag is tag, right?)
Pro Tip: Forks are not recommended.
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Here in the US, we are celebrating Columbus Day.

Columbus Day in the US was thought up by the Knights of Columbus (a Catholic fraternal service organization), in order to promote a Catholic hero. In 1934, Congress and FDR signed Columbus Day into law as a federal holiday.


The usual drivel they give to elementary school children is something along the lines of,"He discovered America, by sailing west when others thought you would fall of the edge of the flat earth. But he was a dumbass who thought he was in India or China instead of a whole new continent. Yay for the trade routes he established and woo for gold, silk, spices, and 'MERICA!"
And General Tso's Chicken for everyone!
That version of the story is mostly lies and also lies. And yes, I am getting all "historical lesson" on your asses again.
BAM! Fucking history out of nowhere!

He didn't discover anything new.
Let's start with the fact that he was not the first to "discover" the Americas. It was already discovered. There were dudes living there and doing their thing for many millennia before he showed up with his army of poufy-pantsed men.

Yeah, but did those natives have these kick-ass hats?
But even aside from the Native Americans, there is good evidence that the Americas were "discovered" several times over by many different people (probably 15 or more individuals and groups), from the Vikings in the north, Africans in the South, Polynesians in the South West, and Asians (namely the Japanese) in the northwest.
Excuse me sir, I believe my bitchin' ax says we were here first.
United States?
Columbus never actually set foot in the US. Ever. So why do we celebrate this here again? It can be argued that Columbus opened the floodgates of European immigration to the Americas, thus the United States. But HE didn't land here. The closest he got was Cuba.
Fun fact: Cuba is not part of the United States.
He thought he was in China or India
Columbus was a lot of things, but he wasn't a complete dumbass. Forget that whole "world was flat" bullshit:
Columbus had no illusions about finding Asia on his voyage, because there was evidence from other peoples that a large land mass lay to the west. Instead of seeking his fortune on the Silk Road like most Europeans, he figured he could find some sweet shit on this relatively unknown continent.


"I'm going to go explore the Americas, the Silk Road is WAY too mainstream.
I'm not surprised you haven't heard of it, it is pretty underground."  - Hipster Columbus 
Like a good neighbor, Spain is there...with genocide, torture, and slavery?
You can't help what diseases you bring with you, but from what I've heard, torture, and genocide don't happen by accident.
We, uh...slipped?...and accidentally horrifically tortured a whole bunch of dudes...oops?
Columbus was by no means the first person to ever use torture and genocide to conquer, but he was nice enough to give the Natives a crash course.

For example, pre-Columbus it is estimated that there were around four to eight million people living in Haiti. By 1516, (24 years after Columbus' arrival) a census reports that number was down to 12,000. By 1555, the census shows no native population at all. So in about 63 years, he completely wiped out an entire island's worth of native inhabitants. Millions of people, gone. Holy shit dude...way to say thanks for the warm welcome the natives originally gave you.
Oh hey guys! Thanks for rescuing us when our ship ran aground, making all of the repairs to said ship,
and for all of the food and shelter. How do you feel about smallpox, STDs, torture, and slavery?
Just our little way of saying thanks!
As to slavery, a few tribes in the Americas already practiced it. Mostly, their slaves were captured in war with other tribes. Columbus increased slave trade to a massive scale, shipping natives back to Europe as curiosities, servants, and sex slaves. He also made the Caribbean into a hub for the African slave trade for years to come.

Well, I think that just made this holiday a little awkward and depressing for all of us.

So happy Columbus Day, the day where Americans celebrate the taking of land and wealth from indigenous peoples, the greatest wave of genocide of Native Americans known in history, and the transatlantic slave trade, which created a racial underclass!

If anything, this should be a wake up call as to what we teach our children. Sometimes textbooks dont have all the answers, and sometimes they outright lie. If we want our children to learn from the mistakes of our ancestors, maybe we shouldn't be sugar-coating our history. Stop protecting them from the truth.