Monday, January 19, 2009
Saturday, January 3, 2009
If you can't tell, we are two sassholes in a pod. This kid has a promising snark-filled future. Part of this snarkiness stems from Ty's unwillingness to accept unrealistic forms of children's entertainment. For Christmas, I got Ty a book called Don't Let the Pigeon Stay Up Late. The basic gist of the "Pigeon" books is that this rather argumentative bird would like to participate in a range of activities that his owner has explicitly told you as the reader are off limits. So, the reader can't let the pigeon drive the bus, eat a hot dog, stay up late etc.
Now, for no reason other than their obvious deliciousness, the Pigeon has a thing for hot dogs and within the text of the "Stay Up Late" book, the Pigeon requests a "hot dog party". Before long, the Pigeon dozes off with his stuffed bunny cradled in his arms. On the last page of the book, the Pigeon dreams of the aforementioned "hot dog party" and he and his stuffed friend are a chowing down.
Cute, right? Well, Ty certainly didn't think so. He was into the story up until that last page and then he abruptly sat up and looked at me.
"WHAT is that?!?!"
"Its his hot dog party buddy. He's dreaming about it."
"I know. But that bunny is eating a hot dog!"
"Stuffed bunnies don't have teeth. And they can't eat hot dogs. This book is weird."
Now, I am still confused as to why he didn't object to a disease ridden bird having a stuffed toy in the first place or even why the pigeon had teeth as well, but he was clearly very upset at the prospect of fluffy toys with teeth. That is Ty for you though. This is the same kid that balked during the "Baby Mine" sequence of "Dumbo" because "hippos can't sleep underwater".
He really doesn't miss a beat. His full name is Tyrique (trust me, I agree, weird name), but we all call him Ty for short. Well, apparently my lil buddy has discovered irony and, in turn, has decided he does not like that nick name anymore. You see, Ty is not the best with the shoe strings yet. And, being the highly observant kid he is, he has concluded his nickname only draws attention to his shortcomings.
I love that kid.
Friday, January 2, 2009
Dannyboy88 (Observer): U OWE ME MONEY, PAY ME OR I WILL HACK UR SYSTEM BY UR TILT NAME AND TRACK U DOWN, F,UCK U IN THE A.S.S AND ROB EVERYTHING U OWN
Should I be expecting a visit before I head to PCA?
Thursday, January 1, 2009
Here's why not: this place is a ghost town! I realize Bloomington is really a college town, but people say Lexington is a college town as well and our downtown scene has always been hopping New Year's Eve. I thought maybe it would pick up after the sun went down. Jessica and I were walking around downtown Btown amazed at how few people were out and about.
"Just wait until the evening," I said reassuringly. I was wrong.
Not only was no one out and about, nothing was even open! The infamous Nick's of the biz sinking? Closed! Kilroy's? Closed! Bear's? Closed!
After our dinner at Grazie (which was super tasty minus my second cosmo, which was akin to drinking pink tinted rubbing alcohol), we ended up at the Vid--which, to be perfectly honest, is one of my least favorite bars in town. It just doesn't have the fun vibe of many of the other places in town I like to go. Additionally, it is mofo far away from where I lived and where I am currently staying which made for a long and cold walk home last night. Most importantly: it is a cash only bar!! No. Me. Gusta. As a girl who lived alone in Los Angeles for many years, I adopted a practice of not carrying much cash on me quite some time ago, which is a practice that is not useful when a cash only bar is the only place to get a drink in the town that forgot New Year's. Moreover, it takes forever to get a drink in a cash only bar because the bar tenders have to ring up every single drink as it is being served.
My complaints with the Vid aside, it was a fun group of people and we had a very good time. However, I am more excited about today--THE ROSE BOWL!!!
FIGHT ON TROJANS!!!!!!! BEAT THE LIONS!!!!!!!!!