Insane

I think I am coming unhinged.

Let's see...

I think I'll start with the fact that my student files are inaccessible.

My printer wouldn't work for me this morning before I left for class. I'm sure I'm going to return to six copies of my IM short writing assignment sitting in my printer tray.

I'm behind on my course readings and I have a bazillion IM articles to read and they all seem to be 15 or more pages long.

I managed to rip a chunk of wallpaper off the wall in my closet and if I don't want to pay damages, I'm going to have to figure out how to glue it back up so it looks like it hasn't happened.

My roommate hogs the dishwasher and I actually have two entire boxes of dishes to wash, which would fill the damn thing up...Something she has a problem doing no matter how many plates she eats her dinner off of.

Lisa The Human Jungle Gym

I went to BL this weekend for Tosh's belated birthday party and enjoyed Penny's fab nachos (of which I have extra sitting in my fridge), playing with the new kitten-Leo, and of course my precocious goddaughter, Ainjil.

Since then, I've been crawled all over, covered in sand burrs, head butted in the stomach and mooned by Jaxon, quizzed on my Pokemon knowledge by Jace, fumed at by Erin, and well, I got to see 101 Dalmation's 2 and Addladin Prince of Theives.

I'm now back at school with a headache and missing the rug-rats all ready. Craziness I know.

Night Highlights

I just got back from pulling the late desk shift, and here are tonight's highlights:

-Kelly, the deskworker before me, gave me some licorice.

-I got my first paycheck from this job. All $27 of it. Now it's either groceries or gas. Not both.

-Toshia not only dropped off my keys, but also half a bowl of cold 3-bean and since I had no where to stash the bowl once it was empty, my backpack now smells like Lima, Kidney, Butter and Baked beans with bacon.

-A half naked male wearing low slung jeans made me help pick out his midnight snack. I suggested Peanut Butter M&Ms or Skittles. Skittles win.

-On the way home, a cop got on the bull horn and ordered a bunch of half drunks to pick-up all their litter or go to jail. Prime entertainment that was.

So Erin, Are Ya?

Heard the Jets version of Are You Gonna Be My Girl today, and as always, it reminded me of Erin. I mean after a girl steals a fork for ya, being my girl has to be the next thing on the list...Right?

Shameless Ragweed Promotion

CMT.com has Cross Canadian Ragweed's new album Garage due out on October 4th up on the listening party page.

Everyone knows I'm a giant fan and that I'm seeing them along with Dierks Bentley on the Hightimes and Hangovers Tour II in a little less than a month. Check out the new album and make sure to click on their linky thing on my sidebar for all things Ragweed.

Congratulations Keith!

RIAA has certified the Golden Road has now sold 3 million copies!

Kinda Funny

When you use bloggers spell check, the corrective word for peeing is penis.

Heh, heh, heh.

The Modern Day Guitar God

It was FABULOUS!!!

Of course I'm taking about my Keith concert Tuesday night. I'm sure nobody wants the minute by minute rundown like Toshia got today, so I'll gloss over the finer parts.

-Even though we were in the balcony, our seats rocked. I could have hit him with a baseball, and Lord knows I can't throw worth a darn.

-Miranda Lambert is an amazing singer/songwriter and she did a rockin' cover of Hillbilly Highway. I even got her autograph.

-Keith sings a mean version of Jolene.

-Vanessa is currently in possession of my envy. One of the roadies gave her one of Keith's guitar pics. She is much enamored with his dancing guitar monkey.

-Jerry Flowers (Keith's bassist and a former Ranch member) has some stunning vocal chops that proves Steven Tyler isn't the only one who can wail that way. Plus, I got to see Keith slamming on those drums.

-Keith turned Chris R. (One of his guitarists who had a family emergency and couldn't make the show)'s guitar tech into a Rock Star in 2.5 seconds.

-No matter how many times I've seen him, this man's music is passionate, fresh, invigorating, and inspirational. And he has crazy good guitar skills. He just blows me away.

The Pee Tree

As many of you know, Izzy has been having problems lately. Well, just when I think she's all fixed and I attempt to drive to my parent's house, the shit-ith hit-ith the fan. Ith.

My car died at the gas pump in Wapeton and I flexed my girly muscles moving her all by my onesie. Then after homeworking for an hour she started right up and carried me another 80 miles or so before dying in the 13 & 1 intersection.

This time however, I had to pee and there wasn't a handy gas station to do it in. So, I had to use the ditch. Lucky for me, it was really steep, covered in knee high grass, and had some trees. Unlucky for me, 13 & 1 is apparently really busy at about 8 pm.

Once all they vehicles quit flying past me, I stomped my way down the ditch and behind the tree row. I unbutton my pants, ready to drop, when this deer comes bounding out of the tree row behind me.

I slap myself in the face at the irony, and get down to business. I pick out a sturdy looking tree for support so I can squat and not water my feet. It seems however, that my support tree was also the meeting place for every bird in the county. As I'm peeing, I glance up and flocks and flocks of birds are fleeing their former perch.

Me and animals. I tell ya.

It's Been Days

I promise blog-age soon. Right after my nap.

Turning Purple

There is nothing to say but this.

Today's game ball you ask? To the Minnesota fans who still are sticking with the team after today's inept performance.

Come on offense. Figure out your style and stick with it.

Honey, I'm Home

I'm broker and I'm full of breakfast food, but my head now feels like it's attached again.

The ride up for me is kinda a blur. Well, mostly it consisted of me doing homework. I know. How fun.

The Jello fight was a blast, which you can check out in detail here. Me? I'm the one in the white t-shirt that didn't get all that wet until the lake dipping. Everyone was too buys trying to maul the Birthday girl and Jon. Poor man. He was the only guy there.

The party was good times. Me, Erin, and Tosh were just Dahaling! Tosh opped out of wearing stupid hat and went for Erin's (by way of Angel) Birthday crown. Later in the evening when Tosh stole Froyd's soul, I got to wear the Birthday crown too, only I got really strange looks.

The after bar really sucked. Everyone was intoxicated and emotional. And I freaked Tosh out because I wouldn't come in off the roof. She ended up crawling out there with me and Grubbs joined us for some late night musings.

This morning Tosh was all bright-eyed and Erin and I seemed more like the walking dead. My stomach was rolling something crazy, which was probably from me inhaling loads of water this morning after having nothing but fruity alcohol in it.

Note to self: bawling makes you look like the Crypt Keeper. Let's keep it to a minimum.

The ride home was fun once my head became more attached and I quit thinking about how shitty the Vikings were playing before I left. We rocked out to some country tunes and stopped for ice cream on our potty break.

Now it's time to head over to the library. More homework ya know.

Brand Spankin' New

Last night on the super secret birthday shopping expedition (it was so secret Becky didn't know about it until we got back), I bought a new skirt and hat just for tomorrow night. Well, actually I bought the hat because I forgot mine, and then I needed something to wear with it. But I look Fab in them and they were on clearance so it really doesn't matter.

Brrr'Midji Here We Come

I have clothes in the dryer, birthday presents packed up, the homework load for the car stowed, the road trip tunes picked, and I'm just waiting for them to show up.

Gordon's Quote Of The Day:

"Columbus got the right church, but the wrong pew."

-Referring to Columbus "discovering" America, since he landed in the Western Hemisphere but not actually on North America proper.

Shout Out

This was going to be my "shout out" to Gordon who's article about conflicting civilizations and assimilation made the University paper today "above the fold" on the Opinions page, but the Chronicle's website hasn't been updated since May it seems.

When The World Runs Out...

...Of sanitized water, I'll know who to blame. My one roommate runs the dishwasher once everyday: whether or not it's full of dishes, whether or not you've taken your clean dishes out.

What if you leave your dirty dishes in the sink?

Forget about it.

If it's not in the dishwasher, it doesn't get washed. It gets shoved aside. So I now have crusty cups and super clean silverware.

Take that poor people everywhere who don't have houses, jobs, money, privilege, food, or clean drinking water.

Drunken Phone Calls and Albino Midgets

I was going to blog this Tuesday night after class, but I had this thing called homework to get done and I forgot. I had my first Hurl class, and I think it's going to be a lot of work, but a lot of fun too, even if it's a night class. My professor, who's kinda young started her lecture with an anecdote (not an antidote) about a student's drunken phone call from the Red Carpet at 1:30 in the morning, and ended it with another student trying to apply Human Relations to Albino Midgets. Oh, this class is going to be interesting.

Bust Like A Bus, Butt Like A Bear

I thought it would be fun to have a new sundress for Toshia's birthday party. And it just so happened that Bri was tossing out some clothes, including a couple of dresses that fit the bill.

One was a cute flowered strapless number that wouldn't fit over my nonexistent butt and straight as a ruler hips.

The other had these beautiful angled stripes that made my chest look like a bus advertisement. You know those wraparound skins they have on the Metro buses. Yeah. Those.

Red Wave In Gym Class

Ya know, I really thought I'd finished with this dilemma in high school.

I'm Buried In Books.

Somebody please help me out. History, information media, health, astronomy, not to mention that health book I haven't ordered yet, AND there's always Johanna Lindsey's A Loving Scoundrel that I'm willingly reading. They just keep stacking up. Oh crap. I forgot hurl.

Some More Families To Pray For

Slope Collapse Kills 3 Concert-goers

The Need To Prioritize

I just realized that since I have my night class tonight, I really can't do my homework for my tomorrow classes tonight. Please explain to me how I thought I was going to manage that?

What The?

I'm not quite sure what's going on in my living room, but it sounds like there is a bible group meeting taking place and they're reading the bible as a rap or something.

I'm religious and I am active in my religion, but this is even into the bizarre for me.

A Week

a week I tell ya. In a little over seven days I will be serenaded by a modern day guitar god.

Pornography Handout

Today in my Phy Ed class, Troy from Health Services visited to do his spiel. He made up a hand out about hepatitis, meningitis, and self-exams. It just so happened that there way a diagram of how to conduct a testicular exam on one side.

When he told the class to view the hand out penis side down some snickers escaped.

When he said to flip it over to the pornographic side, more chuckles erupted.

When he told the "members of the audience with testicles" to check themselves for lumps in the billions of times they grab their nuts in a month, the entire bleacher section exploded in laughter.

It was like being at a comedy club, even if it was all at the expense of the male of our species.

A Little Something For Toshia

Straight out of my Astronomy Book in a box labeled: Common Misconceptions

Sun Signs

You Probably know your astrological "sign." When astrology began a few thousand years ago, your sign was supposed to represent the constellation in which the Sun appeared on your birth date. However, this is no longer the case for most people. For example, if your birthday is the spring equinox, March 21, a newspaper horoscope will show that your sign is Aries, but the Sun appears in Pisces on that date. In fact, because of precession, your astrological sign generally corresponds to the constellation in which the Sun would have appeared on you birth date if you had lived about 2,000 years ago. The astrological signs are based on the positions of the Sun among the stars as described by the Greek scientist Ptolemy in his book Tetrabiblios, which was written in about AD150.

-The Solar System: The Cosmic Perspective 3rd Edition Bennett/Donahue/Schneider/Voit

Channeling Anna

Last night my car died. Still, I forged on, and me and Tosh managed to talk Ben into lending us his car (which has this really wicked stuff on the windshield that makes the rain bead up and slide off!).

Anyway, Tosh went to get the keys, and Ben sorta smiled at her and said, "Nuh-uh, this is for the ones with a license only." He then said that if I got into an accident the car was stolen. LOL.

So we troop out the door, when suddenly, Tosh stops and darts back into the apartment.

"Uh, Ben..."

"Do you need to know which key is which?"

"No. Which CAR is yours?"

That Hazel Cracks Me Up.

Taken from CMT.com's Hot Dish column:

Joe Nichols received a case of Patron Tequila's platinum series as a thanks for the mention in his single, "Tequila Makes Her Clothes Fall Off." Somebody should sing, "My gas tank is on empty."

Congratulations Saints!

Today, everybody is a New Orleans Saints fan.

It's Gonna Be A Long Season

Where should I start?

I'm so very proud of our suped up defense, especially my favorite former Packer who scored our only touchdown. The D has proven that they can deliver. Now it's time for our offense to settle down and step up to the plate. Dante doesn't handle pressure well. He needs to settle into his leadership position and command his team. To help him with this goal, the offensive line needs to buck up and do some protecting. They had more holes than a colander today and kept crumpling like a paper cup.

Game balls go to Darren Sharper who was all over the field and Jermane Wiggins who kept putting up points only to get them dragged back.

Better Luck next week, Boys.

Alright Boys,

Let's get that roll on! Go Purple!

Amazing Things That Morning Brings

I am human now. Mostly. After last night's rip roaring drunk fest, I am now awake and can actively do things, much unlike the drive to work this morning. While Tosh, the marathon retcher, might have moved slowly down stairs this morning, she had nothing on my snail pace walk to work. I mean, seriously. A two minute walk that took me fifteen?...Really didn't showcase my kinetic capabilities.

Since I got pushed once again into Sober Cab last night (mainly because of my giant fat tissue filled boobs and our inability to factor my 6 am work shift into the equation) Tosh in her cute drunken ramblings is insisting I'm not driving next weekend. And we all know that like Becky and Lola, what Toshia wants Toshia gets. No complaints here.

And a shout out to my wonderful friend Anthony for the sugar rush this morning. Staying awake for over 24 hours (27 to be exact) really isn't my forte.

Bad Day/Good Day

It started this morning with a phone call and a cry for a ride, then me locking my keys in my room. Two classes latter I begged my ADA to let me in.

Since then, I've found THREE books at a reduced rate at the book fair, and ran into a classmate that's giving me some of her resources from last semester.

I've made it to most of my classes now. It's going to be a busy and exciting semester. Perhaps the fact that Tosh has managed to talk me into minoring in psych and summer classes may be in the picture only add to the excitement.

The Stakes Will Be High.

CMA nominations announced today. November is approaching fast. Leanne Womack rocked with 6 noms, Keith has 4 noms, and Sugarland ranked for "Baby Girl." And as Toshia said, " The Warren Brothers have a better chance at losing this year because they've gotten more recognition for their work." Or something to that effect.

Well Ladies, place your bets, because the game has begun.

Tomorrow

Busy day.

Early start to pick up and read my lab manual.

Phy Ed.

Galler's class where I'll get to see Gordon and the rest of the history gang.

Library run to return overdue movie.

Sleep. Blissful sleep.

Blinkity Blink Blink Blink

I am tired. I went to my classes, and think I may actually be pleasantly surprised by them this semester. I've got a bunch of people I know in some classes...And I've got a house full of people. Becky, Eric, and Tosh are over. Becky to make cookies for Eric's parents, and Eric has been tapped to make us supper.

I do however, believe we have pissed off one of the new roomies. I had the gang over and she knew they were here. When we moved into the kitchen to bake however, she seemed a little miffed. She had invited friends over for dinner. It all turned out well because Eric is such a people person, and Becky even did their dishes, but I still think she was sorta...Unhappy with the situation. I guess I'll have to keep ya'll posted on the situation.

Attack of the Leprosy Bugs

I went to the building meeting, and it was dark, chilly, and buggy. So mosquito infested that my back looks like I've contracted chicken pox, or leprosy. And it itches like you wouldn't believe.

Hee, Hee, Hee

I bought my barstool!

Let The Gilmore Games Begin!

Tonight is the re-cap of the season finale of Gilmore Girls. It's also my mandatory building meeting night, the night before the first day of class, and my first day of work. Tosh is even staying over to celebrate.

Rockin' and Rollin'

I just got back from seeing the Johnny Holms Band and running into a bunch of people I know around campus. I've finally got the room mostly put together. Sorta. I HAVE officially moved in though. I promise to post some pics for Erin, Angel, and Mel to see since they are WAY up North. (Heh, heh, heh)

Izzy however, I don't think is in quite as good of shape. She's being persnickety, and I really hope she quits acting up before the 20th. (Only 15 days to go!)

I start my new job tomorrow at ten. So everybody stop by Sherburne and say "Hi."

Thanks Trace!

Shauna came in late today, and when I commented that I had to go out for lunch today because I got in and slept late, she profered up her lunch because her friend Trace asked her out for lunch today. Lol. Don't worry. I paid her in cookies!

How Sweet is this?

*yanked from Dierks's website

Dierks Cobain Canada!!!!
August 30, 2005
{dispatch from the road} just talked to cody and he and shannon delivered a healthy boy...6 pounds 7 ounces....at 10:45am! I'm sure he arrived into the world flashing the rock and roll two finger salute....congrats to cody and shannon and cross canadian ragweed.

Headed For A Sugar Crash

My day off yesterday was fabulous! I woke up late, packed my beach bag, Anna came over, and we were off to meet Tosh, Chris, and Eric at the lake. After a spin in the boat, Eric tried his hand at starting the grill. With the help of the four of us, a picnic table, and a kindly camper, Eric, the fabulous cook that he is, prepared us hamburgers san ketchup. lol.

Then we headed over to Eric's house where I met his roomies and I once again caught the end of The Devil's Advocate (I really should see the thing from the begining.) Once Becky got off work, we ate pizza and watched The Incredibles (That was totally WICKED!). I got to see the kittens, got badgered into powder sugaring cookies, officially met Tyler, and got tired and crabby when I didn't leave by my new bedtime (damned summer job).

So this morning I'm downing water, soda, and cookies (Thanks Beck!) just wating for my entire system to crash. Trust me. It will.

Fashion Victim

Today, you can tell I got dressed in the dark. I'm wearing an olive green long sleeve shirt, dark denim jeans, and purple flip-flops. It's not a pretty sight.

My Apologies To My Parent's Generation

Let me just start saying that I love movies. And not just the newbies that are coming out. One of my favorites is the musical Seven Brides for Seven Brothers.

However, movies from the seventies suck. They are dry, boring, and morbid. My examples you ask? Deliverance and The Stepford Wives.

I loved Without A Paddle (Matthew Lillard, Dax Shepard, Seth Green). It was funny, exciting, relatable, and still explored themes like friendship, death, and self-discovery. While reading reviews of it, critics kept referencing Deliverance (Jon Voit, Burt Reynolds), so I thought, "Hey, sounds interesting."

Big Mistake!

Deliverance starts in a similar vein, a bunch of friends taking a last minute thrill trip where things go wrong. There ends the similarities.

The characters don't have too much depth, the dialogue is plain, and there's too much drag time between events. The main characters kill somebody, then spend half an hour hashing out what to do with the body. Even my thirteen year old sister stared at the television, then shouted in exasperation, "get on with it already."

No wonder Hollywood is currently into doing remakes of 70's movies. They sucked. The critics that are slamming them however must be relying on their nostalgia, because when I go to the movies I want to be entertained, not put to sleep.

Looking For The "All-In-One" Model

Last week after my shopping spree, Tosh helped me haul my swag into the house. Once inside, I thrust a couple of books at her.

Grandma asked what I handed her and I said, "I'm giving her some brains."

To which Tosh replied, "because I sure didn't get my looks from you." and hightailed it out of the house.

It's just too bad the two don't come together.

Mission Accomplished

I have all of my school shopping done.

I have Izzy back (although she's really dirty and will be my second car cleaning in as many weeks).

I have a week of work left.

Ah, the countdown till school starts.

This Is A Macedonian Accent, Not An Irish One! (Movie Review)

Last night Me, Erin, and Kit congregated in the living room after stuffing ourselves with pizza to take in Oliver Stone's box office disaster, Alexander starring the bodacious Angelina Jolie, Iceman Val Kilmer, and the Lusty leprechaun himself, Colin Farrell.

I don't know if many have noticed, but I hate saying mean stuff about anything (except of course mushy peas. Can't stand 'em). This movie is definitely an exception. It was horrible. It started with boring dialogue by Anthony Hopkins who continually tempts you to nod off to his droning narration. The cast has a mix of accents, especially young Alexander's liting Irish brogue. Although Colin does a fair job, only slipping on occasional lines. The fight scenes are cool even if they're over run with either dust, rain, or that obnoxious red tinge. What the hell was up with that?

The only thing that saved it (at least in my mind) was girly alchoholic drinks, our biting commentary, Ange's sexy bitch mother schtick, and Jared Leto (Panic Room, Girl, Interupted, Fight Club)'s beach babe self (I loved the long hair and eyeliner with the bronzed skin. Very sexy).

That's not to say the movie didn't bring up important things like Greek culture and, as uncomfortable as it is to many hetro males and Greek nationalists, its historic complexities of homosexuality. (I'm not sure about Erin or Kit, but I did notice the "fringe viewers" getting kinda squirmy when Colin macked one on Jared.) This movie however, did not address sexuality and gender roles nearly as well as Stage Beauty, but I think that's because Stone was going for epic and, perhaps with a different story, really could have made another Gladiator.

I only hope the extra's are worth the price of the DVD.

0 of 4 Lightning Bolts - In fact, the sky is crystal clear blue it was so bad.

Out To Lunch

Today, the burner is still possessed. The printer hates me. I got a paper cut. The water cooler gulged at me (on purpose I'm sure), and my mouse is being finicky all of a sudden. I think they know I'm going for Chinese food on my break.

Fun Weekend

Me tired. See Tosh's blog for coverage. Mebbe tomarrow I'll find time to comment.

Fall Favorites

I know everyone is sick of me and my quest to get my hands on Keith's Gap promotion stuff, but here's a link to the commercial clip of it.

32 Days And Counting...

Damn It!

The cloggers have returned.

Escape Is Coming!

Ah-Ha! Plans have been made. I am going out for the first time in two weeks really. Sounds like we're doing some informal getting together up St. Cloud way. Outta be interesting. And fun. And hopefully cheap because I balanced my checkbook and paid my bills over lunch. My Budget is NOT friendly.

Shout Out To Mel

My little sister is moving into the dorms today to begin her freshman year of college. This post is all for you babe! Good Luck!

From The People Who Brought You Weird Historical Fashion Trends...

History of Hairstyles

The Name Calling Game

Morgan has given me a new name to call people. . .You Computer Nerd Chicken!

Crack Me Up Quote

"If the grass is greener on the other side of the fence, you can bet the water bill is higher!"

"The Sun Is Shining..."

Last night I made a quick trip to the library and on the way home, I had the radio cranked, the windows down, comfy clothes on, barefoot going 80mph down the backroads wailing Gretchen Wilson lyrics at the top of my lungs. After all the crazyness (which I'm still trying to ignore) this moment of pure happiness was unexpected, but amazing.

Yee-Haw! (Movie Review)

On Friday, I played the third wheel/chaperone to my little sister and one of her best friends as we all took in The Dukes of Hazzard starring Johnny Knoxville, Seann William Scott (Mmm), Willie Nelson, Burt Reynolds, and everyone's favorite blonde, Jessica Simpson.

This movie has had lots of controversy (Ben Jones aka original Cooter slamming the script/Willie as Uncle Jesse/Blonde Daisy/Nylons vs. No Nylons/ Confederate Flag or not?) surrounding it and plenty of bad reviews both by movie critics, "loyal" Duke fans, and other movie goers. I have found all of this stuff preposterous and stupid. The casting was masterful, except perhaps M. C. Gainey as Sheriff Roscoe P. Coltrane. Characterization is fun, with each actor making the role their own, and not trying to emulate the role defined by the show.

The movie plays out like a long episode of the show set in current times, which incidentally includes some cussing. Tragedy strikes when Boss Hogg decides to strip mine Hazzard. The road to stopping him includes bar fights, car chases, a trip to the big city, racing, and Daisy "doin' her thang" by saving the boys from jail. The dialogue is funny, and hits exactly what you'd expect: cheap jokes (and bad ones told by Uncle Jesse), caricatures of the south, Appalachia, country living, and hicktowns in general.

Don't go expecting philosophical discussion or deep thinking (It's a movie titled The Dukes of Hazzard NOT a book like War and Peace!). It's pure entertainment and low ball humor. What else are you expecting.

News About Poor Blue Sick Izzy

The timing belt is off in my car, so she's supposed to go in today and get her all straightened out. Until that time, I'm stuck with Curtis, so if anyone wants to come over and help me clean out Mel's garbage receptacle, I'll accept all volunteers.

Good Morning!

Keith was on Good Morning America today for their Summer Concert series. I, of course, forgot. So, here's GMA's version of an interview transcript and links (just click on free concert video) to his performance of Days Go By and Better Life.

My Now Unsecret Fear

That glug-gluging noise the water cooler makes really freaks me out.

Woo-Hoo!

Double Platinum!

Back From Hiatus

Life is Hell. I have caught Toshia's non-bloggeritis. Please tell me today is almost over.

Here's The Hottie:

Wild 99 has pictures up on their website of the Brian McComas "acoustic" concert on Wednesday night. Me and the Girls aren't in any of them, but they do have a couple of that hottie I went to listen to.


Getting ready to whistle a "team drink."


Goofing off during the set.

Yummy. He's just so scruffy and lovable. Like a mutt puppy.

Mee-Rrrow! ...With Jeans On

Keith Urban has been selected to appear in Gap's two-month long Fall 2005 television and print campaign called, "Favorites," which begins this August. For the new campaign, which focuses on how jeans and songs are individual expressions of personality and style. Capitol Nashville's Urban recorded one of his favorite songs exclusively for Gap, a rocking country version of Billy Thorpe's "Most People I Know Think I'm Crazy." The track will be available as part of a limited edition CD at Gap stores and Gap.com beginning September 1. In addition, Urban will perform his rendition while wearing his favorite Gap Jeans in the upcoming television campaign.

***article has been heavily paraphrased/edited/ect. Check out the full one here.

Way Out In The Middle Of Nowhere

Last night was, of course, the Brian McComas acoustic concert. There was one fabulous bonus. He brought his band, so we got to rock out too.

Anna came and picked me up, then me, barefoot and clutching her phone, and her decked out in cowboy hat got the tickets from Anthony. We got to the station when the "Doors Opened" but were stuck outside the bar. Wild 99 still has a few "bugs" to work out of this whole process so it flows smoother. We ended up standing in the back of the bar up against the wall instead of at the numerous tables up front. There also wasn't anyplace for people to dance.

Since Tiffy was driving me home, I allowed myself to slam down my alcohol instead of sipping it politely to lessen the inhibition reducing side effects.

The opening act was a local guy I'd never seen before, and frankly I wasn't too impressed. When he begged Amy Foxx, the morning Dj who's pregnant up on stage to sing Redneck Woman, and then reciprocated his own hilarious "Redneck Guy" lyrics in between verses he had found a new fan.

Brian was awesome. He started strong with songs off his first album, then followed it up with a "sing it if you know it" session. He did a lot of crowd pleasing covers and opened his encore with a cover of Superstitious.

Tiffy by this time was ready to head home, so I have to wait until the other girls post or call me to fill in the rest of the details. Tiffy reminded me I hadn't eaten and kindly brought me to McDonald's where I fed my inner child chicken McNuggets and my adult self sucked down a fruit parfait on the ride home.

Spite

The CD burner is out to spite me. It's been rocking along today with relatively no problems, mostly simple stuff I can handle on my own. Shauna goes to meet up with a pal at Don Pablo's for lunch, and BAM! The burner has a coniption that I am not educated, certified, or cleared to handle.

Stupid hand-something (Do CD burners have a gender?) of Satan!

Tonight, Tonight!

Sorry for the bad pun all you BL Class of 2002-ers (and if you don't get it, Shame on you). I also apologize because it is very similar to yesterday's post.

Tonight is Brian McComas!!!

I'm very excited. In fact, I haven't really accomplished all that much (or at least as much as I wanted to) at work today which really sucks, but that's okay. I'll just have to buckled down tomorrow because I'm bouncing too much today to worry about it too much.

Tomorrow! Tomorrow!

Two Words: Brian McComas!!!

I Finally Heard It!

For weeks now, I've heard this song on the radio but the DJ's never mentioned the title or the artist. I know know that I'm crazy about Tracy Lawrence's new song Used To The Pain.

Recovering From The Wild Weekend

Friday night was Girls Night Out at the Station with High Noon. I had a blast. The band was Fab as normal (4 Keith Covers!) The company was stunning. Everybody was pleasantly drunk. Anna decided to come and we coerced Tiffy into coming out too. Becky was running late so it took us all awhile to actually show up, but once there...

My night ended after a stop at Perkin's to feed my stomach. I was so tired from work and I was freezing my ass off (shocker I know. Please. Shut your mouth and don't drool. It's gross.) so I went home while Tosh and Anna headed off to Tyler's.

Saturday I woke up to a thunderstorm, lazed about, then took my grandma grocery shopping.

Sunday was Samantha's birthday so I ventured to the Zoo and was monopolized by Ainjil (like normal). Bri and Ben were down and Tosh was packing for the new apt. I also got to meet Pita, who I'm sure Tosh will borrow my camera so everyone can see her skunk-like likeness (unless you're going to be at Erin's 21st birthday bash because the rat seems to be coming with if I heard right).

I Made It Again!

My e-quest went through today I guess, because at this moment, Crystal Gayle is belting out Half The Way!

"If Nothing Else, This Proves That Fashion Is Temporary, But Crabbiness Endures."

Five Weird Historical Fashion Trends

Fun Keith News:

Urban Signs Movie Deal

Keith Urban will try his hand at acting after signing a developmental deal with Melee Entertainment, whose films are distributed by Paramount Pictures. His publicist told CMT Insider that Urban has not yet seen a script and has no idea what type of movie might be offered. Noting that the deal is for one film only and won't necessarily be released to coincide with one of upcoming Urban's albums, the publicist emphasized there is "no timetable on the movie and frankly no timetable on an album." Melee Entertainment founder and president Bryan Turner formed Priority Records in 1985 and spent 16 years as its chairman. In 1988, Turner signed the rap group, N.W.A., featuring Dr. Dre, Ice Cube and Eazy-E.


I've known about this for about a day and a half now, and have been really quiet. A lot of the gals on the boards have said they need this to "marinate," others are unhappy, and the rest are completely ecstatic. I'm sort of...numb.

I really don't have a problem with this, and I'm very excited. I don't have strong feelings like everyone else is projecting. I think it might be because of how notoriously long movies take, or maybe because it's not guaranteed to happen. It could also be because I'm tired as hell, stressed, impatient for my September concert, and fustrated because the Live DVD hasn't been released yet.

The bottom line is that Keith is my guy and I give him absolute support in everything he does. I hope the rest of his fans understand how long this mainstream recognition has been coming for him and how he needs our support. Besides, who wouldn't wanna look at that gorgeous mug up there on the big screen.

Possessed By The Devil

After working just fine yesterday, the CD burner has become a servant of Satan! It has popped me an error message for no apparent reason three times today. Each time I have to go fetch Shauna to restart the damn thing and I'm sick of trying to figure out which jobs have gone MIA. Gah. I'm going to be in the market for an exorcist if the Microtech guys can't figure it out.

99.9% Sure

I just might possibly get to see Brian McComas because Anna rocks!


. . .Now if only I could get my weekend plans for the next to weeks straightened out. . .

Sweet Victory

I tasted victory for a moment. I finally broke into the 5oo's on the ranking in Keith's I-squad yesterday, but alas, I'm back at 603 today.

Do You Want To Read A Blog Entry About A Cute Little Elf? (Movie Review)

Well, you have come to the wrong place. This is my depressing review of Lemony Snicket's Series of unfortunate Events staring funny man Jim Carey.

This movie is wonderful. Dark, gothic, and engaging with a vintage feel. I don't think I have enough vocabulary to properly describe it before I start sound like Katie Holmes saying how "amazing" Tom Cruise is. (Gack!)

The cinematography is wonderful, whether it's computer inserted or not. The young actors portraying the main characters are magnificent fits. Jim Carey is probably THE only actor today I could imagine playing the dastardly chameleon Count Olaf. My only snarky comment is that I can think of way sexier and mysterious voices to take on the narrator role of the mysterious Lemony Snicket than Jude Law.

I'm holding hopes for another movie with this spectacular cast. Perhaps based on the next few books?

It's That Time Again

The spike-heeled cloggers are making their encore performance. It is not going well for me.

Ode To My Favorite Footwear

“YOU WORE FLIP-FLOPS TO THE WHITE HOUSE?!”

Past Blast

Last night as I was lounging around before bed, the phone rang. . .and no one is going to be able to guess who called me.

Tara!

Man. I haven't talked to her since, like graduation or something. It's been so long. I'm supposed to call her again tonight and make some plans to get together. She says that includes you too Tosh!

"...Willy Wonka, Willy Wonka, The Famous Chocolateer..."(Movie Review)

This weekend I took in the Box office leader, Charlie and The Chocolate Factory not once, but Twice. I saw it Saturday with Anna and again on Sunday with Tosh, Smantha, and Jace.

I should probably start this review stating that I hated the original Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory. I'm not certain why, I just know when I was a kid, I couldn't stand it. Now, as an adult, I loved this Tim Burton/Johnny Depp collaboration on one of Roal Dahl's fun books.

This was signature Burton. Fun, stunning visuals (A giant pink seahorse boat takes a white-water rafting expedition on the chocolate river), slightly dark humor ("Everything in this room is edible, including me. But that children is called cannibalism and is frowned upon in many cultures."), catchy Oompa-Loompa song/dance numbers (one which mimics 80's hairband videos) and is overall a fabulous ride.

Johnny Depp was superb, but then again, the man has never had a bad performance. His Willy Wonka carries the movie along with his paranoia, isolation, social incompetence, and outright disdain for children.

One woman in the theater brought up the Michael Jackson idea, but personally, I find MJ creepy and Wonka a riot. The backplotting into Wonka's character should really ditch all MJ thoughts. Without all the prior hoopla, even she'd probably never have made the connection.

I'd definitely suggest you go to see it. Toshia enjoyed the first one more. But after all, movies are simply brain candy, and this one was a sweet treat.

It's A Small World. . .

Friday night had me, Erin, Anna, and Tosh at the County Fair to see The Killer Hayseeds. It was hot, and our "getting down" really didn't last that long.

We did however take in the cute petting zoo (complete with adorable goats, peeing miniature deer, and kangaroos) and the fair food. I know I said I'd had my limit at Spud Fest, but I just couldn't pass up a corn dog, a caramel apple, a vanilla milkshake, and snitching one of Erin's cheese curds.

While catching some air, Anna ran into a gal she used to work with, who happens to work with Toshia's dad and is friends with her old neighbors, used to work with Erin's mom, and who's husband's hometown is about 30 miles or so from my parents' new one.

Small world indeed.

Strange Dream

Last night I had the weirdest dream.

Apparently my dad had died. I was somewhere in northern Minnesota. I was at a "soda fountain" when my cellphone rang and I was told. I couldn't get to Nodak though. My Aunt came along insisting I couldn't fit it into my schedule because I had to attend a cream cheese conference. So I decide to stop by the conference (which was held in a building that had a stunning resemblance to my church right down to the alter cloths in the "conference room") quick before I go to nodak. Just as I was being greeted from one of the kids I student taught back in November, I woke up.

I may not normally remember my dreams, but when I do, they are bizarre-ro!.

Out of The Ashes

I was really disappointed because our free "concert" didn't work out because of logistical problems. (It's still going on, we're just not going to be there.) But I think I might have found a solution to the dilemma of where we should go tonight. The Killer Hayseeds are playing the county fair. This way, we're going out, it's cheap, short drive all the way around, and it's okay if we need to cut out early.

So. Waddya think girls?

Crabby Party Animals

Ainjil's birthday bash last night was overshadowed by the fact that there were five crabby children under the age of ten, two cranky teenagers, two frazzled parents, and two annoyed uh, Me and Tosh, attending. Aside from the heat and everyone's case of the cranks, it was great.

Ainjil really enjoyed her present from me (Breyer's of the horses from Spirit). She wanted to play with them the moment she ripped the shiny purple wrapping paper off. I felt really bad though be cause she seemed way into my present and then flew through everyone else's. Maybe for Christmas I'll get her something stupid so I don't feel so bad.

And Mmm that chocolate cake was amazing.

A K-Tel First

Today marks the first time my fingers (along with other various body parts) haven't been frozen by ten in the morning. It feels so nice. I may even be slightly over warm. Ahh, to be able to say that for once!

Shout Out-

Happy Birthday Ainjil!

". . .Good luck's gonna shine. . ."

K102 just played Keith's new single Better Life. I'm in a good mood.

"Here's to You, Mr. Too Much Cologne Wearer!"

Gad. This guy is in the office today for some sort of meeting and the entire office is saturated in his stench.

Come on. Leave already.

I've always thought those beer commercials were a riot, but this is a little much.

Yummy.

Today is the Boss's (not Bruce, but Mary) Birthday so Shauna picked up some build your own sundae fixings for us. Yummy. I can't wait!

My Very Own Dorothy Shoes

On Sunday while I was trying on all the weirdest and ugliest shoes I could find at Wal-mart, I happened upon an adorable pair of strappy red kitten heels. And after much deliberation, they now grace my feet. I like my new shoes. They're pretty. I'm confident they won't take me back to Kansas, but if I don't pay attention, they'll have no problem sending me flying.

And Now, A Word From Our Sponsor.

Got this awesome review link from someone off the Keith Boards. It's a excellent write up and goes to show how much adoration Keith is getting from former non-believers.

Idiocy

The cut I have on my left pointer finger was annoying me today when I realized I hadn't told ya'll another story about my idiocy.

Right.

So, I was at the restaurant about to cut up Canadian Bacon for the prep table. I was trying to use a knife, but most of the ones on the knife rack were pretty dull, so my dad points out one that he'd just sharpened last week. I pull it down and begin quartering the slices yaking my mouth off. All of a sudden my dad hears me start swearing and turns to see me grab a papertowel.

"How'd you manage to cut yourself?" He asks (and you are all wondering. Right?)

holding the plastic that wrapped the Canadian Bacon with the same had as the knife, and when I reached into the container with my other hand, I slammed my fingers INTO the knife blade.

How dumb can I get?

Prayers

I'd just like to take a moment to encourage thoughts and prayers and a solemn moment to be extended to the victims and families of those involved in the London bombings, all of Britain, and World leaders who have been given the responsibility to investigate, combat, and solve problems of terror, hunger, and poverty in our global community.

Totally Wicked!

Little Foot's Friends Visit Alaska

Come to Mama!

Keith Urban's people have announced that he's going to be playing Mpls on September 24th. All the radio stations are advertising, and some are even giving away tickets. So everyone has to go out a win me some, alright.