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"Wow, that's an unusual complaint."
"I'm 99% sure it isn't this, but I am going to treat you for it anyways."
"The airway is very sensitive, and could close off. It probably won't, but it could. This could definitely turn into something bad."
"Really, this is very unusual."
Beat-boxing Bush? Crunkin' Cheney? Actually, that one I'd like to see...
I posted about this awhile back to little (or no, if we're being technical) response. One would think I might have learned a lesson from that, and in fact, I did...it's just not the lesson you likely hoped for. You see, I learned that the reason other people were not as passionate about the logic behind a leading gossip magazine's weekly judgement of celebrities as I had hoped they would be was because they weren't involved. They weren't interacting with the issue at hand. I didn't provide them with the visual aids and games necessary to engage them in this (soon-to-be-recognized-as) thrilling topic.
Also, their commitment to journalistic integrity was much weaker than my own.
As a result, I present to you a quiz based on Star's "Are they NORMAL or NOT?" column. Click on the names listed to see Star's exemplary picture of said celebrity (apologies for the sad scanning job, you may have to use the zoom). Decide whether that person appears normal or not based on your definitions of those words and understanding of the rules of relativity that likely govern Star's feature. After you have come to your conclusions, move on to the next page for answers. Lastly, report what your score was in the comments section.
It is your democratic duty. And, it should kill about ten minutes of work.
NORMAL? or NOT?
1. Uma Thurman
2. Jude Law
Continue reading "revisiting star magazine's normal or not feature" »
I am not posting this image because I am happy that UNC lost. No, I am posting it because it is the most precise pictoral representation of my feelings regarding my tournament bracket I could find. Nothing more. Seriously.
Speaking of my bracket, here's an update on how the bloggers are doing pre-Final Four:
1. The Upstate Life
2. Daily Ramblings
3. Information Leafblower (screwed by Kansas yet again!)
4. Minnesota Brown
5. Me. With only two Final Four teams in.
6. Burdorff
7. ~Unsettled
I'm no mathmetician, but it looks like this is TUL's to lose to maybe Paul, and the rest of us are right out. For reference as to how that strikes us, please refer to Tyler Hansbrough, pictured above. But not if you're going to laugh. Because that is not what I have intended with this post at all. For reals.
Many apologies for the absence. This is what you've missed:
1. My dentist has video screens in her office. Great idea, right? Distraction from all the poking in your mouth and all? Not if your dentist has just one dvd. A slow-motion sepia-toned artsy nature poetry-filled gem called something along the lines of "Water and Fire" or "Elephants and Dolphins" or Meaningful Thing and Other Meaningful Thing". Just a sample of the verse, as I recall: "An elephant's trunk raised is a ladder to the heavens. A whale breaching is a ladder from the sea. My dreams are a ladder to you. Remember your dreams. Remember your dreams. Remember your dreams. Remember your dreams. Remember your dreams." And so on. It was way worse than what they make the guy watch in A Clockwork Orange, trust me.
2. My glands are swollen. I feel like I did when I had mono, though thankfully things haven't progressed to tragic frog-voiced levels. I first met many of the Solomonster's college friends at a wedding when I had mono, hadn't eaten solid food in days and sounded especially kermitty. Of course, I hadn't been treated yet because I was somehow the only college student for whom mono was an unbelievable diagnosis. The student health people were positive my giant tonsils were either allergies or pregnancy. Either way, their recommendation was gargling with salt water. They even provided me with a brown paper bag full of salt packets to help things along. "The Saline Solution", it was called.
Point is, my throat's all jacked.
3. I had my first interview for a post-Creature Comforts job today. I hadn't been on interview in over a year, so I arrived disheveled, drunk and illiterate. That's what people are looking for in this "2007", yes? In all honesty, it's an amazing job, the people seem great and I really like what I've seen of the show so far. I can only hope interviewing is like riding a bike, and I was charming and competent.
Happy weekend, all.
If, say, I was thinking about finally casting these typepad chains aside, buying a domain name and putting this bitch elsewhere, what should my site's hypothetical new url be? Overandunder.com is taken (the bastards!!) so the following three options have sprung to mind thus far: overeducatedandunderemployed.com (loooong), employeemegan.com (further proof of my solipsism), or imtoooldforthiscrap.com (true, but fairly unrelated to any titling I have currently employed).
As you can see, I am sold on nothing, so any input on the above choices or new choices all together would be much appreciated. Yes, even if they are stupid joke choices. Actually, those might be more appreciated in this dark days of near joblessness. Continued woe and alasitude!
...Just one of the many reasons I cannot turn away from this black-tighted trainwreck.
3. My career. I am actually packing boxes up in the Creature Comforts office, and it's just depressing. Such a great show, so many opportunities here, and as of now, it's ending. Where's a Megan to go? Let me know if you have any leads, because I''ve got nothing.
If you hadn't noticed, I am a girl (nay, a woman!) and as such, often require affirmation from my husband. To illustrate: just last night I asked the Solomonster to explain precisely how much he loves me. He dutifully answered, "a lot". Being well-aware that he loves me "a lot", I clarified the question. "No, like...what would you do for me?" He considered this for a moment and told me, "I love you so much, if I were driving home from work and decided to go to the Jack-in-the-Box drive-through*, I would call you up to see if you wanted anything and spot you the cash for it. At least for a few days." Which prompted in reponse, from me, "I love YOU so much that if I was on a talk-show for some reason and was asked who my inspirations are, I would name a bunch of people who aren't you, BUT...I would ask you to be in the guest audience."
*for the record, neither the Solomonster nor I would ever go to the Jack-in-the-Box drive-through. It's gross.
For those who are on the edge of their seats curious, here are the entrants:
Daily Ramblings (Paul)
Information Leafblower (Kyle)
Minnesota Brown (Aaron)
Overeducated and Underemployed (Duh)
Pop Culture Junkies (Burdorff)
Upstate Life (BG (yes this is really sad, I don't know TUL's real name))
~Unsettled~ (Kathleen)
This panel of experts has chosen the following teams as their potential champs:
Ohio State- 3
Georgetown- 2
Kansas- 1
North Carolina- 1
Stay tuned to see who wins the grand prize I haven't come up with yet (any suggestions?)!
