Eyelid Overload

Just wanted to let you know that I was thinking about writing, but I really need sleep…more so than i need to hone my writing skills…atleast for now.

Rolling Stones

Rolling stones gather no moss…but what if the stone isn’t rolling. Is it definatly gathering moss? or is it just a possibility, and if that is the case, is it a high possibility?

But who ever implied that gathering moss was a bad thing?  The saying isn’t meant to be taken literally…it’s a metaphor.  One that I’ve always read (or said) in a way that one must keep moving to avoid the ‘moss’.  But tonight I think of the converse.  I don’t want to keep rolling and staying clean. I want to gather things. Moss included.  I want to feel put. I want to gather in the sun’s rays, dance in the rain, and even board up the house when ol’ Bill rolls around.  Because if I’m not rolling anymore…then moss won’t be the only thing finding me. Good things will come to, they’ll learn my address and drop me a line if they can’t stay for hot cocoa…

Rolling stones may gather no moss, but rolling stones gather no moss.

Pubilk Potties

In case you haven’t been into a public restroom lately, they now have these awesome paper towel dispensers, that instead of pulling a lever, you wave your hand infront of a sensor and the machine dispenses paper towel.  Touchless towels. Excellent Idea!  However, in today’s public restroom, the sensor was not feeling well and you actually had to touch the sensor to get it to dispense any towel. And as usual, one go doesn’t dispense enough towel to dry one hand let alone two.  So tonight, I did a lot of touching on a touchless object. Fail.

Sweet Dreams John Walsh and Family

Despite that I choose not to blog about current events because they’re just to damn depressing… everyone needs to bow down to the importance of today’s findings.  Adam Walsh’s killer confessed–it was on his death bed, but nonetheless the truth is out and HOPEFULLY the Walsh family can now sleep a little easier.

Not having been alive when Adam Walsh was murdered, I didn’t know much about the him besides he was the son of the America’s Most Wanted host and that stores had an intercom code named after him… But the poor boy was abducted from a the toy section of a store and decapitated.  The police department “lost” all sorts of evidence that could have led to a solid perpetrator, but instead they could only find suspects…and even when they had Ottis Toole as their top suspect, they had no evidence to convict him.  And Ottis Toole totally played the game of confessing to more crimes than he committed so there was no definative way of telling which crimes he was NOT lying about-ibid Adam Walsh. Yes he was serving 5 consecutive live terms, but is that supposed to make the Walsh family feel like they have some sort of justice? He wasn’t serving anything for murdering their loved one.  There was no real loss for Ottis Toole to truly confess his sins…He wasn’t getting released.  He could have help many families sleep just a little better knowing their loved one’s murderer was infact behind bars, and not going anywhere. But no, cruel and ignorant he let them continue to suffer. Some of them probably are suffering.

But my condolences and celebratory hugs go out to the Walsh family. If only the Hollywood PD had not made those “mistakes.”  How long until a conspiracy book is written? Or perhaps I’m to young to know of one already on the market.

Rest In Peace Adam.

Polar Express.

So. It’s Christmastime. And usually by December 1st I’m usually already going ga-ga over Christmas. This year I must say I am very bah-humbug.  And it just annoys me even more. Christmastime is my favorite time of year hands down. And not because I get gifts…I don’t care so much about that, don’t get me wrong I totally love getting gifts but I can honestly say that Christmas is more to me, so much more, than getting gifts. Even when i was a child it was about more than that. Sure I loved opening all the surprises from Santa on Christmas day, but Christmas Eve has really always been the absolute highlight of my Christmas season.

Thinking back on my childhood isn’t always the greatest field trip to take, but if ever I think of a time when I was truly happy, that my ENTIRE family –aunts, uncles, cousins etc–was together and happy it was Christmas Eve.  It makes me sad that I don’t feel that same joy that I used to.  I mean it was great I’d dig out my coloring books (even when I was like 16) and I’d just color for hours and listen to Christmas carols or watch “The 25 Days of Christmas” on the family channel…and I was so at peace with everything. And slowly, over the years, that joy has gone away. And I absolute refuse to beckon to the thought that it’s because I’m getting older. IT IS NOT! IT CAN’T BE!! I REFUSE!  I just want it to be like the good ol’ days, where my happiness just came because it was Christmastime, snow, lights, carols, cookies, family….What happened to all of that!? Where did it go? Happiness can’t vanish can it? I want it back! I’m not going out with a fight believe you me! I won’t let my bah-humbugness ruin my Christmas, not with out a black eye and a broken femur! I just simply refuse.  I will find my Christmas spirit…It has to be in one of these boxes…right?

I mean seriously the worst part of Christmas is usually trying to lighten my Dad’s spirits when he takes on the awful task fixing the lights that won’t work (because why would we go buy new ones when these just need “a little” tweaking?)  And that didn’t even happen this year! All the friggin lights still worked (probably because we did go out and buy new ones last year! lol)  But how many families dig out the ol’ Christmas tree lights and actually have all of them work? We were blessed with that…

Maybe it’s just because I’m PMSing…I hope it is…I just hope my Christmas spirit comes soon!  Not even listening to Alvin and the Chipmunks put a good rush into me, it was just a minor bandaid to get me through the task at hand.  Oh Christmas Spirit! Where the fuck are you!?

And yet again I’m glad I typed in my title before writing the post because my original idea was to ask who likes the movie or even the book (it is afterall where the movie came from) The Polar Express?  and who goes ga-ga over it… Because I have a really great Christmas gift related to that, but I have no one who would appreciate it as much as I need them too.  My ex was enamoured with that story…so my Christmas gift to him was going to be a drawing of the bell, the first gift of Christmas…

And to close-some amazing quotes from the movie…to help find my Christmas spirit.

The Conductor–Seeing is believing, but sometimes the most real things in the world are the ones we can’t see.

The Conductor–The thing about trains…It doesn’t matter where they’re going.  What matters is deciding to get on.

Santa Claus–There’s no greater gift than friendship.

Santa Claus–This bell is a wonderful symbol of the spirit of Christmas – as am I.  Just remember, the true spirit of Christmas lies in your heart.

Hero Boy- At one time most of my friends could hear the bell, but as years passed it fell silent for all of them. Even Sarah found one Christmas that she could no longer hear its sweet sound. Though I’ve grown old the bell still rings for me, as it does for all who truly believe.

Product Placement.

So ever since I was in grade school I understood about product placement in movies.  If you’re watching a movie and a huge Pepsi truck drives by, Pepsi just paid that movie budge X amount of dollars.  If John goes into Kays Jewelers to buy Kari an engament ring…Kay Jewelers just paid that movie budget X amount of dollars…. That’s why in a lot of television shows, sitcom or otherwise bottles are turned around so you can see the fuzzy nutrition label. They’re not going to advertise for a company 1. without compenstation and 2. without permission (Coca Cola could get mad that the lesbian is enjoying the beverage and not the heterosexual).

Even on competetors commercials at an early age I understood the difference between verbally and pictorally mentioning or hinting to a competitors product.  You can’t just put Joe Black on television saying Advil sucks you must choose Tylenol, or studies say that Colgate eats Crests ass. You must block out the label, but you can still use the colors… etc etc etc…

Anyway, until today, I never thought about product placement in magazines. I’m not talking about advertisements in Better Homes & Gardens.  And well I guess the example I’m about to give isn’t even from a magazine, it’s from a Catalog, which makes the product placement conundrum even more complex… What is the significance of product placement in a Catalog…  Now my ex could probably tell me if the two companies are under one another, or share a parent corporation…but he’s not here, so assuming that Nintendo and Crate & Barrel have no relationship…Why is there a wii remote on the staged floor next to The Art of Richard Diebenkorn.  and further more why is there a 2nd generation nano ipod and an 8 gig ipod touch recharging on the Kingston Charging Valet? Did Apple pay for that photo? Did Crate & Barrel choose those products to entice the audience of the Wii and Apple products? I just might have to go through this catalog again and pick out more product placements. 

While I’m on the subject… I’d like to bring to light all of the walking “poster” children, or perhaps we could call them walking billboards… I like walking billboards-And I am one of those.

A walking billboard is someone who’s shirt, pants, or other articles of clothing and accessories have huge-ass logos of the store from which you bought them.  Some of my favorite sweatshirts brand me an Aero girl.  Vintage T-shirts are an EXCELLENT example…Tootsie Roll, Tricks, the original Nintendo…there are so many… even Mr. Rodgers (God rest his awesome soul) made it onto a Target vintage tee.  And the “best” (and by best I mean worst) part about walking billboards is that it’s not even free advertisement for the company on the billboard…WE ARE PAYING THEM to advertise for them…like it’s a privilege and an honor to walk around and let people know you like Nike and all the asian children that get chopped up in the machines, or paid a nickel for a days work, which is usually more than the 8 hour work day some Americans are enlightened to have here…but I digress into another topic.    Walking billboards…yes.  They’re the heart of pop-culture. and this to will pass…hopefully.

There used to be a time when I first became alert to this walking billboard phenomenom, that I decided to not take part in it. I wouldn’t buy an article of clothing with a logo plastered on it, but then I fell in love with vintage tees and I reasoned it was okay because I wasn’t paying wonder bread to wear a shirt with their logo on it…I was paying JCPenny (or whereever I got it from!)  So it started there, and part of me was helped with not purchasing logo clothing because I couldn’t FIT into logo clothing….but now that I can….I’ve fallen….I’m inlove with my Aero clothes, and I wear them anytime I’m not at work! My new fav PJs have Aero on the top and bottom! I love them…. and perhaps I wear Aero because it’s affordable, I pay $25 max for jeans, and usually sweatshirts too… So I am a walking Billboard for Aero because I enjoy their clothing, and I am proud to let people know that I cuddle with my Aero clothes on.

okay so whilst I was googleing pictures for this post, I came across another topic of product placement…Hot semi-or in some cases all-naked chicks…Now I know half naked guys are used for product placement too, but when do you see those ads in mass media?  and if I need to see a naked guy photo the first place I’m going is to a men’s health magazine.

Ever looked at one of those? it’s like homos-R-Us (notice the product placement there?).

Yes that is an iPod on her cooch ….And in the Nintendo photo notice the Catholic school girl skirt and the white uniform shirt…a gamer-boy’s wet dream.

Any thoughts? Any favorite product placements you have floating around your brain? Are you a walking billboard? if so, for who?

In Short.

Ever been jealous of someone because they get to hang out with themselves all the time?

Poached Eggs.

So I’ve decided the only reason humans are alive is because we evolved with opposable thumbs.

There are so many incredible species that have such unique characteristics that absolutely blow the complex mind of humans out of the water… For instance…take the polar bear…a 1500 pound animal and he can walk on such thin ice because his feet are so large they disperse his weight without cracking the ice. Their claws are so strong they don’t rip out of their feet when they climb up 45 degree icebergs.  They have so much fat insulation they can sleep ANYWHERE in the artic…they don’t need a cozy bed and a mr. snuggles.  Even though they weigh so damn much they are better swimmers in speed and endurance than human olympic swimmers.  And like so many other species (and native american indians) polar bears utilize every body part of their kill–they eat it all!! bones and excrement too! Those are just a few of the amazing facts about polar bears. I encourage you to research some more…

19 human deaths have been reported from polar bears in the past 100 years.  In the past 20 years in the USA over 300 humans have died from dog attacks…  (Side note: all these fact are taken from Animal Planet’s Polar Bears Uncovered.)

I know that there are tons of other species that put humans to shame.  And think, if humans didn’t have opposable thumbs there would be no way to put our complex minds and ideas into action…no oil spills, no global warming (but yet, no computers, phones, and probably no chinese food either…)
So what other amazing animal facts do you have tucked up your sleeve? Did you know there is a species of penguin that live in the tropics?  Did you know that sea turtles really can live to be 150 years old (like in Finding Nemo) and that the food they eat looks the same going in as it does coming out–that’s because their digestive systems are so archaic (i mean no negative connotations with that word) that it doesn’t break down the food to absorb nutrients.

So anyway, lemme know your facts-