Wednesday, September 24, 2008

I have no title for this post.....

Some of you may be aware of the dangers of bpa/bisphenol (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bisphenol_A) , which is in so many plastic bottles and can...well... be really bad for you and your unborn children...not that I have any....in case you were wondering. A few months ago Chris picked up a Sigg bottle which is made from aluminum and therefore has some fancy shmancy lining (the company itself describes the lining as "secret formula lining") and has benefits in its own right, but for my money still tasted and smelled a little....metallic. While at REI picking up a backpack for Indy....I found this guy... my new Klean Kanteen. It's made of stainless steel and is easy to klean (hehe), non toxic, sanitary and most of all tastes completely metal free. I love it and not only have I ditched my constant use of plastic bottles, but because I have less guilt...I'm drinking more water! Cheers all around!!!



Go get one. Save the environment. 




And while you're at it...help some people who have HIV/AIDS. 

October 19th will mark the 5th year I've participated in AIDS Walk Los Angeles. I'm sure most people reading this blog received an e mail from me about it already, but if this reaches a few people who didn't get that e mail then it's worth me writing about. This year I've decided to take Indy with us on the 10K walk...we'll see how he does around all the people and little dogs! He wants to play with them so bad!!! They...however...are freaked out by the excited 85lb monster pawing at them....

To sponsor me and help me reach my goal of $700 (we did it last year people!!) click here. https://www.kintera.org/faf/donorReg/donorPledge.asp?ievent=278287&lis=0&kntae278287=DF895004157D495B92C8BC8E775FA6F6 
Every small donation helps and don't forget...it's tax deductible!!! Hurray!

Indy really wants you to sponsor him too! He's got his backpack and he's all ready for his first AIDS Walk!



Thursday, September 18, 2008

From this delinquent blogger...

I don't really have anything to say. I've thought about writing a few different posts since my last (which was tragically too long ago) and always decided against writing in favor of giving my brain a rest.

To say that the last couple months have been busy would be a dramatic understatement. I finished up on the show I've spent the last year and a half working on and am now onto a new show. Every single second of the last two months has been spent with my brain active and running and I'm exhausted. I'm just about in the home stretch...at which point I think I'll be able to relax for maaaybe a few days and I'm so looking forward to this weekend. 

I've thought many times in the last months about posting political blogs and have quite frankly found myself too angry to post how I really feel and actually too involved in watching the news and reading up on the day to day developments to keep up and post the latest on this piddly blog. However I will direct everyone to www.factcheck.org a non partisan political fact checker that investigates the claims both candidates or the media are making for accuracy. 

I think that's all I have for now....but I promise to be better from now on....

Thursday, July 31, 2008

SHOW US YOU'RE NUTS!

It's that time of year again folks...ok...so we do this every season...but it's still fun!! IT'S KICKBALL!!!!

Summer is the best time for kickball...I know what you're thinking...any time is a good time for  kickball...and you would be correct sir, but the warm nights make for less pulled muscles and more refreshing post game beers! This past Monday kicked off the Season 5 Summer 2008 kickball chaos. This season our theme is Nuts and Honeys: Prison Love. Big props to Sam for coming up with the theme as well as the idea for our striped prison pants and the awesome felt prison bars that go up around the dugout. Check it out:


Just a little bbq and lot of strips of felt...that's all. 



Very important top secret construction meeting.



The result. After lots and lots of hot gluing. That's a jail I would be proud to break out of!



She's in for aggravated assault. 25 to life.



First game of the season against Redrum. Tied 2-2.



These are the Nuts & Honeys. 
Don't drop the soap.


Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Because I share good things...

Peanut Butter: *tap tap*

Jess: *turns around*  "Oh! Hi."

Peanut Butter: *shuffles feet* *looks down* "Ummm...hi."

Jess: "How've you been?"

Peanut Butter: "Ok. I'm doing well. Gettin by, you know....."

Jess: "Yea."
(pause)

Peanut Butter: "Haven't seen you around too much...."

Jess: "Yea....I've actually.....(pause)....I've been seeing someone new."

Peanut Butter: "oh! oh really!oh! well that's really great! Congratulations!"

Jess: "Yea...things are going really well....you should meet him sometime...I mean...unless you don't want to"

Peanut Butter: "No no! uuuhh.....yea....uhh....sure....we could do that. What's his name?"

Jess: "PB2".

Peanut Butter: "ouch".

Jess: "I know. I'm sorry.........(pause).....this is kinda weird...I think I should go."

Peanut Butter: *sniff* "Yea...me too...I....have to....y'know...be somewhere."

Jess: "Ok. Maybe I'll see you soon?"

Peanut Butter: "I don't know....maybe".

Powdered peanut butter, my friends. The oil is squeezed out of roasted peanuts and what you're left with is the nutty powder that smells...well...slightly nutty. Just add water and you've got yourself low fat peanut butter!!! The flavor is not as intense, but it is a really great substitute and I have to send a big shout out to Sam for turning me on to this. I do, also have to admit that I mix in a teensy bit of crunchy real peanut butter for a more solid PB & J. I just ate some on an organic brown rice cake. Take your judgement somewhere else. I heart my food. 

Next time I'll tell you about the Organic Nitrate Free Grass Fed Beef Hot Dogs I discovered. Oh sweet baby jesus in a onesie they're the best tasting hot dogs ever. Tastes like real meat! That wasn't abused! Happy cows = tasty BBQ!

Links you must know about:






Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Why it's important to think before you speak...

Me (to Indy): Stop being an asshole.

Chris (in Indy's voice): You're the one with the asshole.

Me (to Indy): That's right. We both have assholes. Yours is under your tail. Mine is brown.....and has fur. (pause.....pause).....That didn't come out right. 




See...cuz Indy is BROWN! And he HAS FUR!!! Siiiigh....it made sense in my head.


Monday, July 21, 2008

Weekend In Review

Pop Quiz

This weekend I:

a.) yelled at a small child
b.) showed up dramatically overdressed to a party

Answer:
c.) both a & b
(did I not mention that was an option?)


In August I will be attending my friend Amy's wedding and while I'm not in the wedding party I have been asked (along with 5 other high school friends) to wear any shade of green. I've had a hell of time finding a green dress that won't set me back the GDP of a small country so at the suggestion of my good friend Samantha Kraft we headed downtown bright and early (ok, it was 11:00) to check out the array of bridesmaid dress/quinceanera shops in the fashion district. When we arrived the streets were already overflowing with bargain hunters and it was beginning to get hot. The bacon wrapped hot dog carts had been pulled out and the streets smelled like grease and garbage. After over two hours of disappointment (and after Sam stepped in a wet pile of trash) we decided it was time to go and started walking towards the car. A young girl (maybe 7 years old, give or take) walked toward me and as she finished eating whatever deep fried lunch item she had in her hand I watched as she took the many layers of paper and leftover food, crumbled it into a ball and tossed it into the gutter of the street. Not 10 feet from a trashcan. She was looking at me the whole time. I didn't even think and said sternly, "Pick it up!". She didn't. To which I responded, "You little brat!". I said it loud. I was livid. Aside from the time I saw someone throw a beer can out of their window at a freeway offramp I have never really witnessed this kind of blatant littering. I like to assume that the massive amounts of trash that collect on freeway shoulders and city gutters ends up their accidentally. That no one would INTENTIONALLY toss their garbage anywhere but the proper trash receptacle. I guess I was wrong. It's even more disheartening that it's a kid. A stupid little shit kid. This world is not only being destroyed by wealthy money hungry oil men who want to destroy the only remaining undeveloped wilderness this world has with drills, but also by little kids whose ignorant parents don't care enough to teach her anything about respect. God, it's depressing when I start thinking about it. This is why I hate downtown LA. It's dirty, smelly and chaulk full of people who are just trying to get through the day and not thinking about a world outside their own. So we headed back to the valley where it was even hotter, and had lunch with Chris. It was nice. I had the hawaiian chicken sandwich. I'm on a pineapple kick right now. But I digress.

That night we had dinner with friends and saw Dark Knight at an IMAX theater. It was everything I hoped it would be. Anyone that says Heath Ledger is only being talked about for an Oscar nod because he's no longer with us can suck an egg. He's brilliant in this movie and it is a damn shame this was his last performance. 

After the movie (yes, it was a late night for us) we headed home to change for Karen's birthday extravaganza. As Karen is want to do she gave the party a theme. This time it was "you'll never wear that in this town again". Each guest was supposed to show up in something that they'll never wear again. Karen wore a bridesmaid's dress, Chris wore leather pants (awesome), Mike wore his 'house shirt' that his girlfriend won't let him wear in public and I wore my glittery gold full length gown that I bought for a fraternity formal in college. I love this dress. It's so outdated and amazingly gaudy and despite leaving the house feeling incredibly insecure as to whether anyone else at the party would be dressed up, I rocked my glitter dress. Before we left I texted Karen, "am I going to feel silly if I wear this dress?". Her response, "no. we need more people like you". That should have tipped me off. I showed up to what was basically a backyard party full of people in jeans and t shirts. I immediately felt awkward...so I poured myself a drink. There I stood in the backyard of someone's house in a full length formal gown surrounded by folks in jeans and t shirts, holding my red party cup. At some point I just gave in to the fact that while I felt out of place, wearing a full length gold dress covered in glitter to a party is a fantastic conversation piece. I felt less awkward...partly due to vodka soaked watermelon (mmmm) and partly due to the fact that multiple girls came up to me at some point and said, " I totally have that dress in (fill in color)!!! I wore it to my Senior prom!". Awesome. I like to think that I made everyone else feel underdressed.

Happy Birthday Honey Apple!














OH! You wanted to see the full length dress? Well allow me to present you with what I look like when I'm not ready for a photo. Enjoy.

Friday, July 18, 2008

I might regret this in the morning...

Wow. Ok. So I'm a little afraid to put this out there for all of the internets to see...but I have a confession to make and I have a feeling I won't be alone...so I'm just going to go ahead and say it.......

I think I have a tiny little baby crush on Josh Groban.

*cringe*

Are you done judging me yet?

I know. You all thought I was so cool, what with my deep love for Peter Cetera and all, but I think you're going to have to agree with me on a couple things. And then you might disagree with me on a few others.

First of all. Regardless of your taste in music you have to admit that damn that boy has an amazing voice. Adult contemporary pop is not exactly my kind of thing but I could listen to that kid's velvety smooth crooning for more than just one song...I think.

Second of all his appearance on Jimmy Kimmel's "I'm F***ing Ben Affleck" revenge video (in response to Sarah Silverman's "I"m F***ing Matt Damon" video for those of you who live under a rock) was genius and wins him major cool points in my book for not taking himself so seriously.



So I happen to stumble across his video for "You Raise Me Up" (I refuse to talk about exactly how I "stumbled" across it) and figured that while I worked I would listen to the song...but I totally got sucked in to this video for the following reasons:

1.) Turns out Josh Groban is hot. Like a goofier Christian Bale if you will. I almost think his toddler boy locks work for him.
2.) Um, hello? Gospel choir backup? Works like a charm every time!
3.) The struggling ballerina finally mastering the lift! What an inspiration! Get it? YOU LIFT ME UP! It's both literal and metaphorical!

Here's the video for you ladies to drool over...er...watch.



(I know...I'm confused why he's sleeping on that couch too! But doesn't he look cuddly in his hooded sweatshirt?!)