Unwashed and Somewhat Slightly Dazed
Oct. 31st, 2008
Oct. 9th, 2008
07:42 pm - 4-EVA 4-LYFE
Happy Birthday to my Lab Partner/LYFE Partner/Partner in Crime, the sexiest of Sexie Rexie Vampires, my kickin' best friend, Katie Ett.
Aug. 11th, 2007
10:48 am - Tim Tam Slam
My brother sent me this video that was shown to him by his Australian friend. So, ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small}
spaghedeity. Do you eat these, and is this how you eat them?
After watching that, I've never craved cookies and coffee so much. Dang, that looks good.
Jul. 19th, 2007
11:58 am - UN-BUBBLE-LIEVABLE!
OMG, Katie! The next time I come visit you, we HAVE to go to this:
Can we? Please? Please? Please? David Letterman called him "The Greatest Bubble Artist in the World!"
Jul. 17th, 2007
Jul. 13th, 2007
Jun. 15th, 2007
01:56 am - Don't trust this man!
I'm pretty creeped out right now, because I just realized who Republican presidential candidate Fred Thomson reminds me of. It's Lord Vigo from Ghostbusters II.
Jun. 10th, 2007
12:14 pm
God, I wish I was in charge of Post Secret, so I could choose to publish only the good ones. Someone should really tell some of these people that their secrets are stupid.
Jun. 8th, 2007
02:03 am - Perspective
(I have to admit that this post is just another excuse to post pictures of David Bowie.)
This past weekend, my friend Nathan visited the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame for the first time. Knowing of my undying devotion to David Bowie, he made sure to comment on the Bowie outfits on display there. You know, like the Thin White Duke:
The Ziggy Stardust:
And the Aladdin Sane:
Here was Nathan's observation about these outfits: "I didn't realize how little David Bowie really was. He didn't look that small in Labyrinth."
I suppose anyone looks big when they're surrounded for an entire movie by only by an infant and a bunch of muppets.
Jun. 4th, 2007
12:10 am - My breakfast cereal dreams have come true.
See the one on the right? I bought this today and can't stop eating it. Basically, it's a box of Rice Chex (already delicious on its own) in which half of the chex pieces are lightly dusted with sweet and yummy cocoa.
Now, if only I had found the ready-to-go packets of Watermelon-Kiwi Invisible Kool-Aid with the sugar already mixed in, it would have been a perfect trip to the grocery store.
May. 28th, 2007
06:53 pm - Wild (Postage) Kingdom
So, they raised the price of postage to 49 cents, which means that my adorable children’s book stamps are no longer good enough on their own.
So I asked my mom if she had any two cent stamps I could pair them with, and here’s what she gave me:
Scariest stamps ever, right? Every time I look at one, I don’t see Navajo jewelry. I only see an evil insect with pincers. And when I put one right next to one of my storybook stamps, it looks like the two cent giant beetle could attack and devour The Very Hungry Caterpillar. It’s really unsettling.
May. 26th, 2007
06:56 pm
First, Max & Erma's switched from Pepsi to Coke. That was bad enough. And now All the Speedway stations around me have switched their Pepsi Freezes to Frozen Cokes. What is going on here? Is everyone out of their minds? Don't these people have any taste buds?! Why does everything good always have to come to an end?
May. 24th, 2007
10:02 am - Convincing Strategies
Catholic.net is really super proud of its daily comic, Umbert the Unborn, in which a talking cartoon fetus tells us why we should all be pro-life. And I suppose they have every right to take pride in their little creation. Umbert is pretty exceptional. For an isolated embryo floating in amniotic fluid, he is extremely agile, highly lingual, and incredibly communicative. And he looks very mature for his age. Why, if it wasn't for his poorly drawn umbilical cord (which seems to be attached to nothing, least of all a woman), you would never even guess him to be unborn.
Wow. This cartoon is, like, totally effective. If I ever become a victim of an unwanted pregnancy and find myself tempted to exercise my right to terminate it, I will be forced to imagine that the zygote that has implanted in my uterus is actually a pudgy intellectual cartoon toddler who can sing and dance and talk on a little uterine cell phone to his unborn friends who reside in other wombs. (I'm not even joking. He really does this. And naturally, the female fetus has a bow on her head.) What a relief to know the truth. Thanks, pro-lifers!
May. 16th, 2007
09:49 am - Anniversary Surprise
We weren't going to officially celebrate our six-month anniversary until this weekend, so imagine my surprise when I came home last night after a long day of class and work to find my apartment lit by candlelight and the ceiling covered with pink, white, and red helium-filled balloons. And I mean covered. My living room was a sea of hanging balloon strings.
So even though I had thought I would be going straight to bed when I got home, we made time to slow dance amidst the balloons, eat soft pretzels and raspberry sherbet, and watch Sesame Street Old School. When it was time to go to bed, I insisted that we bring the balloons into the bedroom so I could look up at them before falling asleep, and they slowly fell to the floor -- and all over us -- as we slept.
May. 15th, 2007
09:03 am
Last night, Dan and I met at Thurman's in German Village for dinner, and as we got out of our cars, we noticed a little worn-down brick house on the street with a real estate sign in the front yard. Only it wasn't your everyday "for sale" sign. It said:
Three Bedroom, One Bath with Barbershop
And sure enough, attached to the house was the cutest, tiniest barbershop I had ever seen. It was dark inside, but not too dark to make out the little chairs and mirrors and sinks, and it immediately made me wish I was a barber in the market for a house across the street from the best burger joint in Columbus.
Once inside, in good Columbus fashion, we engaged in deep-fried gluttony. Dan ordered the Bacon Cheddar Ranch Burger, which came with onion straws, and I had the mini corndogs with a plate of fries. The fries were delicious, but a little too mushy for my taste. I picked up one of the little crispy ones that was basically all grease and no potato and said, "I wish I had a whole plate of these," to which Dan replied, "You should open a restaurant called 'A Whole Plate of These." I immediately forgot about my barbershop and started imagining what sorts of "these" I could serve at my restaurant. Like entire plates of just the little garlic chips from party mix and just pepperoni instead of a whole pizza and desserts consisting of only the coconut candies from a box of chocolates and plates of only the red Skittles and only the best parts of anything and everything that has parts. No more saving the best for last, because the best is all there would be.
But then I had to leave my fantasy world to go home to write a paper about sexism and feel sick to my stomach from all the grease I consumed.
May. 12th, 2007
Feb. 1st, 2007
12:23 am - Descent Into Insanity
Dear The Man Who Fell to Earth DVD,
STOP TAUNTING ME! I can't watch you until
evelynnash is back in town. I know, I know. We should have watched you the week after Christmas, but we were saving you for our last night together. And when we felt too tired, we didn't want to diminish the specialness of the occasion by falling asleep. You understand that, don't you? I know we've been talking about watching you for years and years and the anticipation is killing you now that you're sitting in my apartment, but can't you wait just a little bit longer? CAN'T YOU?!Sincerely,
Tracey
Jan. 4th, 2007
Jan. 3rd, 2007
01:28 am
Since I last posted, I:
-Left my job at Archiver's to begin working second shift full time at the science center, putting a dent in my social life but giving me health insurance and allowing me to sleep in every day.
-Spent the week before Christmas weak and dizzy, blowing my nose and coughing.
-Spent the week after Christmas playing Dr. Mario, shopping at Walmart, and consuming mass quantities of frozen pizza, boneless buffalo wings, and frozen hot chocolate with evelynnash.
-Had to work on New Year's Eve, but made it home in time to ring in the new year by blowing bubbles, drinking Cocomotion, and slow dancing to Sufjan Stevens on my patio with Dan.
-Made absolutely no resolutions whatsoever.
-Started watching movies with my friend Kim in preparation for her annual Oscar Party.
-Lamented the fact that my birthday falls on the same day as the ridiculous national championship football game, but celebrated the fact that Dan cares even less about "the big game" than I do and will therefore be taking me to dinner instead of watching it.
Dec. 16th, 2006
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