...which means it is dirty."
This, one of my favorite Mitch Hedberg quotes, has been running through my head all night, but my version needs to say "hand wash" in place of dry clean.
Since I'm moving in a few weeks, I've decided I need to start "getting things done." For starters, I tackled the hand wash pile at the bottom of my bathroom closet. 14 tops!! FOURTEEN! Sweaters were in there that I forgot I had!! This makes me wonder if I'm getting my money's worth out of clothes marked "Hand wash only."
In the "this is what Betsy is really thinking about tonight" category, why does a guy you dated pretty seriously, and who eventually ended up never calling you again, then ignored you for an entire day at a football game, get to act all nice when you talk to him out of the blue? It is unfair and thoroughly infuriating!
Since this post is about nothing anyway, another Mitch Hedberg quote: "This product that was on TV was available for four easy payments of $19.95. I would like a product that was available for three easy payments and one complicated payment. We can't tell you which payment it is, but one of these payments is going to be hard. "
Monday, November 27, 2006
Monday, November 20, 2006
I JUST BOUGHT A CONDO...
...in exotic Cedar Rapids!!!
The most amazing thing, besides the fact that I will be a homeowner on Dec 15, is that I went through the whole process in less than four days. On Thursday night, my friends were telling me I should buy something and I said, "I can't, there's no way," and by Monday night, I've found a place I'd like to buy, been approved for a loan, made an offer, made a counter-counter-offer, and had it accepted. It's pretty unbelievable.
Now all I have to do is move. Anyone is welcome to help - free pizza, cookies, and refreshments for all!! December 16th!
The most amazing thing, besides the fact that I will be a homeowner on Dec 15, is that I went through the whole process in less than four days. On Thursday night, my friends were telling me I should buy something and I said, "I can't, there's no way," and by Monday night, I've found a place I'd like to buy, been approved for a loan, made an offer, made a counter-counter-offer, and had it accepted. It's pretty unbelievable.
Now all I have to do is move. Anyone is welcome to help - free pizza, cookies, and refreshments for all!! December 16th!
Saturday, November 11, 2006
Executive Summary of this Post: DO NOT SEE BORAT.
Indignant is the only way I can describe how I feel tonight.
I am seriously considering never seeing another rated-R movie again. Of my movies, I have three that are rated-R: Legends of the Fall, (which depressed me so much the last time I watched it I may never see it again), Good Will Hunting (which is a terrific movie outside of the gratuitous use of the F-word), and When Harry Met Sally, (which honestly, might be rated PG if it were made today).
To be sure, in light of the movie I saw tonight, all of these movies look like Disney Classics by comparison. A group of seven of us went to see Borat, and the smartest two of us left midway through the movie. Unfortunately, I was not one of the smart two. I spent the drive home wondering if I had missed something in all the reviews I had seen or the people who were talking about it or the commercials I'd seen. Check this page out. I doubt that Citizen Kane enjoyed such rave reviews from critics.
Have we reduced ourselves to such asinine levels that this is "one of the funniest movies ever made?" Is it acceptable that racism, homophobia, sexism, and plain crudeness can be excused under the guise of an ignorant outsider? Further, if you read some of the reviews, they insinuate that a person who doesn't find the jokes funny is really just a closed-minded bigot herself.
Puh-lease. I enjoy laughing at myself as much as the next gal. The fact that I am less than entertained by crass, tasteless humor does not make me closed-minded.
Stef blogged on the issue of moral depravity in movies a couple weeks ago, and I read it without really thinking about it. But I revisited it tonight, and there is an article that she links to that talks about drug addicts often overdosing because they have to take larger and larger doses to get a high. It seems plausible that this is the reason that When Harry Met Sally, which was made in 1989, looks today like a mild PG-13 movie.
With insincere apologies to Mom and Ellen, my evening has been improved by the pleasure of watching Texas lose to K-State as I type. And smirking at the commentators channeling Russ Hodges every time Texas does anything that remotely resembles the actions of a ranked football team.
Oh yeah, when I started researching the candidates I would be voting for on Tuesday, I realized that the Braley/Whalen race that I mentioned in the previous post wasn't even my district. I didn't know whether to be mad that I was subjected to so many low-blow commercials, or to be happy that I wouldn't have to vote for either of the finger-pointing candidates who "approved this message."
Ok, maybe my next post will be happy. I will start thinking positive.....NOW.
I am seriously considering never seeing another rated-R movie again. Of my movies, I have three that are rated-R: Legends of the Fall, (which depressed me so much the last time I watched it I may never see it again), Good Will Hunting (which is a terrific movie outside of the gratuitous use of the F-word), and When Harry Met Sally, (which honestly, might be rated PG if it were made today).
To be sure, in light of the movie I saw tonight, all of these movies look like Disney Classics by comparison. A group of seven of us went to see Borat, and the smartest two of us left midway through the movie. Unfortunately, I was not one of the smart two. I spent the drive home wondering if I had missed something in all the reviews I had seen or the people who were talking about it or the commercials I'd seen. Check this page out. I doubt that Citizen Kane enjoyed such rave reviews from critics.
Have we reduced ourselves to such asinine levels that this is "one of the funniest movies ever made?" Is it acceptable that racism, homophobia, sexism, and plain crudeness can be excused under the guise of an ignorant outsider? Further, if you read some of the reviews, they insinuate that a person who doesn't find the jokes funny is really just a closed-minded bigot herself.
Puh-lease. I enjoy laughing at myself as much as the next gal. The fact that I am less than entertained by crass, tasteless humor does not make me closed-minded.
Stef blogged on the issue of moral depravity in movies a couple weeks ago, and I read it without really thinking about it. But I revisited it tonight, and there is an article that she links to that talks about drug addicts often overdosing because they have to take larger and larger doses to get a high. It seems plausible that this is the reason that When Harry Met Sally, which was made in 1989, looks today like a mild PG-13 movie.
With insincere apologies to Mom and Ellen, my evening has been improved by the pleasure of watching Texas lose to K-State as I type. And smirking at the commentators channeling Russ Hodges every time Texas does anything that remotely resembles the actions of a ranked football team.
Oh yeah, when I started researching the candidates I would be voting for on Tuesday, I realized that the Braley/Whalen race that I mentioned in the previous post wasn't even my district. I didn't know whether to be mad that I was subjected to so many low-blow commercials, or to be happy that I wouldn't have to vote for either of the finger-pointing candidates who "approved this message."
Ok, maybe my next post will be happy. I will start thinking positive.....NOW.
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