So instead of bore you with all the details of drinking and laughing at shows, I thought I'd post probably the best photo I have ever taken. This little girl obviously stopped by the balloon booth and picked herself up a new, snazzy, shape-able balloon. I sat in a pub as it rained and watched this girl (probably about 5 years old) begin to twist and mold her creation as her father was distracted by the music. Did she make a giraffe? No. A hat? No. Maybe it was a poodle? No. All of those things are far from a challenge enough for this little genius. So what did she make you ask?....
I learned something very bad the other day about my waking device. If I press snooze, it gives me an extra 9 minutes before alerting me again that I have a long day ahead of me and I need to get my ass out of bed. However, I found that if I push snooze twice, or three times (or more), it tacks on an additional nine minutes each time I push the button. In other words, if I push the button three times repeatedly, it gives me 27 minutes of more sleep before sounding again.
This little feature has already gotten me a talking to at work and I don't think I'm a mentally strong enough person to NOT hit that button more than once. Thus, I have to look for a new alarm clock this weekend.
Today was pizza day at work. The boss ordered 6 giant pizzas from Pasta & Pizza (my favorite pizza place by far!). It was good, so I ate that for lunch instead of my egg whites, corn, yogurt and rice pilaf. So now I'm bigger. Plus,there was left overs so I took 3 slices home for dinner.
I forgot to mention... Last weekend my mom gave me a peanut butter, lettuce and miracle whip sandwhich. It sounds horrible, but it actually wasn't that bad. Not the greatest thing I've ever eaten, but I would certainly eat another one someday. She apparently loves em. Hey, I'll try almost anything at least once.
Unless things go horribly wrong in the next two weeks, the Twins are in the play-offs. My sister got tickets for me and I'll be there cheering my favorite professional sports team on to victory and glory.
Come and see me to say hi or punch me in the nads... Section 105, row 30.
Not the greatest seats I've ever sat in, but I'm more than happy. No head turning to see the plate. Huge plus.
As a huge fan of "Lost," one of my favorite characters is Sawyer. One of the reasons he's on the top of my list of favorite characters is his condescension towards other characters and the nick-names he gives people. Here's a list of nicknames I have come up with off the top of my head. Can you think of more?
Shannon - Sticks Boone - Metro Jin - Mr Myagi, Chewie, Mr Sulu (haha!) Jack - Doc, Dr Doolittle, Dr. Quinn Lock - Mr. Clean Kate - Freckles, Sassafrass, Sweet Cheeks Sun - Bettie, Tokyo Rose Michael - Han Charlie - VH1 Has-been Walt - Short-Round Hurley - Jabba, Staypuff, Hoss, Jethro Sayid - Abdul, Al Jazeera, Captain Falafel, Mohammad Anna Lucia - Ponce de Leon
I'm sure there are way more, but these are the ones I've put together in my head over the last 24 hours.
I see maybe one true music show per month. I only go to the ones that really interest me these days. So when one comes around I want to see, I usually really want to see it. So here we are in September, and the show I want to see is a group called "Band of Horses." They're playing on Labor Day. What!?
Why would an up and coming band want to play the Twin Cities on Labor Day when most of the city (including myself) goes up to the lake for the weekend? Now granted, they are playing later on Monday night, so most people will be back in town by then and could go if they wanted to and weren't exhausted from a long weekend. But not me. I like to make my Labor Day weekend last so I take Tuesdays off from work. So I will NOT be in town and I am NOT happy, so I will NOT get to see them...again (I forgot last time they were in town that I had pre-purchased tickets and forgot to go).
So most of Monday I will be pretty crabby that I don't get to see my current favorite band. I'll be drinking anyway and looking at the lake in despair.