#1. Good Morning America: What happened to news anchors having actual names? Because of their silly names, I felt yesterday like Letterman was hosting the Oscars again. "Ju Ju." "GiGi"
#2. Dairy Queen Commercials: OK, the waffle cone cup, and the soft serve ice cream meeting, falling in love, and starting a family is cute. Well, it's cuter than a caveman at least. But I'm just wondering how the writers decided that the waffle cone thing needed to be male, and the soft serve should be female. For various phalic/yani symbolic reasons, it seems it should be the other way 'round, but especially when they visited the fertility doctor, and the waffle cone thing finds out he's not lactose intolerant. The way they played that scene, I really think that should have been the female character saying that.
#3. Lil' Bush: OK, we all get it, our president is stupid. We can't wait for the next administration to come into office, black, mormon, female, doesn't matter, couldn't be worse than what we have now! But this show makes me done with the Bush-bashing, it's just so tired. Let's find something actually funny again, please.
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
Saturday, June 23, 2007
Summertime...
Hmm, since my blog name is a song title, maybe I should title all my posts with song titles.
Anyway.
If you're actually here and reading this, you did some extra work, and I should be rewarding you a little more. But I sometimes don't know what to say. This blog isn't really private, so I don't want to say something that could hurt someone who might wander in here. So if I want to be able to say exactly what I'm feeling, maybe I should rethink again the completely private blog. So here I can't say so-and-so is arragant, and so-and-so is gossipy, and so-and-so is a baby. But that's kinda how I feel right now.
So summertime.
I'm a 9-5er. (Ok, 8-5, but the song and the phrase is 9-5, so I always say that). My guy is basically a second-shifter. He's also a 4-day-a-weeker, but that's a different story. And now in the summer, my kids are on the second shift (or third shift) too. My oldest kid got a job, literally on the second shift, but they both like to stay up late and sleep late. I like that, too, but I work daytimes, so I can't. So here I am, awake and up since 8. That's actually sleeping late for me, since I have to be to work by 8 normally. Here I am in a quiet house, which is a nice change, but it feels so weird. I can't do much of anything or I'll wake someone up. I guess if I had my 'druthers, we'd all be on the same schedule, because I feel like I don't have enough time with any of them. So I'm just a little meloncholy right now.
Anyway.
If you're actually here and reading this, you did some extra work, and I should be rewarding you a little more. But I sometimes don't know what to say. This blog isn't really private, so I don't want to say something that could hurt someone who might wander in here. So if I want to be able to say exactly what I'm feeling, maybe I should rethink again the completely private blog. So here I can't say so-and-so is arragant, and so-and-so is gossipy, and so-and-so is a baby. But that's kinda how I feel right now.
So summertime.
I'm a 9-5er. (Ok, 8-5, but the song and the phrase is 9-5, so I always say that). My guy is basically a second-shifter. He's also a 4-day-a-weeker, but that's a different story. And now in the summer, my kids are on the second shift (or third shift) too. My oldest kid got a job, literally on the second shift, but they both like to stay up late and sleep late. I like that, too, but I work daytimes, so I can't. So here I am, awake and up since 8. That's actually sleeping late for me, since I have to be to work by 8 normally. Here I am in a quiet house, which is a nice change, but it feels so weird. I can't do much of anything or I'll wake someone up. I guess if I had my 'druthers, we'd all be on the same schedule, because I feel like I don't have enough time with any of them. So I'm just a little meloncholy right now.
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