HP still looks amazing

OMG, I'm sooo freakin excited for the last HP book. Check out this preview which has expanded from the first one out:



This too give me human bumps and I can call each scene in this.....Looks great!!!

I found something else to do in Alaska

Well I'm off to Alaska tonight/tomorrow AM and have been thinking for weeks/months about what to do whilst in the great north. This morning I read an article and bought a great new idea. Turns out the great city of Wasilla, home of Ms. Palin, has started producing it's own flavor of VODKA!!! OMG!!!! Now that sounds like it is right up my alley....

The Alaska Distillery in Wasilla just launched their latest vodka flavor, and can you guess it.....chocolate??? fruit-ish??? NOPE!!!!

Drum roll please.....SMOKED SALMON!!!!

Now that is a brilliant idea. I'm on board. I'm buying a case. I'm going to drink a bottle while there and bring as much of it back as possible. Smoked Salmon shots for everyone!!! Just think of the vodka cream sauces I could make with my baked salmon dishes. This is going to be amazing.

Yes please. This vacay just got exponentially better!

I love old people, dancing

I love me some old people, especially when they are dancing. I've send this numerous time and posted a number of videos that just make me soooo happy. This one is great, because this old dude with his popped collar is busting out some major moves to The lady whilst some young douches are trying to imitate him. Nice try dude, you just can't match this guy:



That man is going to give himself a heart attack!!! Go, go, GO!!!

soccer backlash

So Team USA sucked it up on Saturday and lost, shattering the hopes of all Americans.....damn just when we were hoping people would get on board with soccer, they have to go lose and now we are dealing with these headlines:

I mean I agree....if we can't win it all, who the hell cares. Sounds like that winner American attitude!!! Winner, winner, chicken dinner or we don't give two shits.

mustache rides, yes please.

Well I've officially served warning that I'm hosting a mustache party next month. That's right friends, start getting creative because there is going to be lots of stashe play going on:

Mustaches For Democrats! - watch more funny videos

Perhaps this will happen:



Or someone will pull the new Hitler with soul patch, which MJ has been sporting:

OR you can try this widget to stache some of your own photos!!! Get excited folks. It's mustache time.

quotes of the weekend

Well this weekend was full of friends and family, beer and pizza, sweating my balls off and drinking gallons of water. I heard lots of words to live by:

• Towards Clemson fans (or insert the team you hate) "Your degree isn't worth my asshole"....crap who knew you could place value on your pooper!
• In response to nagging wives, "live your life like it's the last nacho chip" Translation=eat all the good nacho chips on the top and don't worry about the ones on the bottom without cheese or toppings because you could die halfway through your plate without eating all the goodness first.
  
• As seen on the sign at the Eclipse premier: "Rob, I'll help you pitch your tent!" tehehhe, made me giggle.
  

Words to live by. My friends. Amazing.

quote of the day

I was talking to my beloved Helga today and I heard my quote of the day:

H: "I was stalking bums and Russian seaman yesterday"

Me: "1) How do you know their are Russian, and b) How do you know they are seaman? PS, we both just say seaman twice."

H: "Well there dresser sucks because they have pleaded black pants, tucked in navy blue shirts, blue and white hats with the bills pointing up, and an orange ribbon around hat that goes down their backs."

Me: "Well that doesn't sound like the Russian Prez. I remember flying fishing. Remember how damn scary he was with the knife, and shirtless Russian vodka business. Yikes!"

H: "Can we go back to talking about bums and seaman?"

quote of the day

"Walk tall. All you can do is be brave enough to get out there. You fought, you loved, you lost. Walk tall."

Words to live by. Words to live by professionally, personally, and interpersonally.

everyone can vote

something in happening in my world this week

Something odd is happening in the world of LL this week. I'm not sure I can put my finger on it yet but here are some of the weird things occurring:

• Thursday night a 10 minute tornado/tsunami/wind storm hit Cville which brought down trees and reaped havoc all across the city. I almost was blown off my feet whilst running to my car, which is not an easy thing to do since I'm a giant.
  
• Why are VA-ians such bad drivers??? Do you people not know to make all stop lights 4-way stops when the power is out??? Seriously. You all are dangerous drivers too when you yield on the acceleration ramps and don't let others in.
• Hank-abeth has lime disease. Ticks. Gross. Poor guy.
• The other night I got to T/D/C2's house, popped a bottle, poured a pint, took a sip, and realized that wasn't wheat/wit beer....it was wine. Great, now I have a pint of white wine. Alcoholic.
  
• After the conference, I got into my office on TH morning to what felt like a sauna. Turns out the AC broke, tripped the heater, and all day it was about 90 degrees. Seriously, it was hotter than balls in that office.
  
• On Wednesday I got an call that there was an earth quake in MI....but apparently most people couldn't feel it since it centered in Cananananada. I could fart and probably create more movement than the state of MI probably felt. Why is it during earth quakes that everyone blames the fat guy?
• No power in cvile = no work on Friday! Yes, please.
• I was surrounded by too many nice of people at my DC B&B, who I secretly wanted to punch in the face for their smiles and nice questions and "friendly" stares. I'm turning into an antisocial American.
  

some bacon I might enjoy

I bet these new meat products are all natural, organic, and will be a hit right here in the big Cville:

WOW!!! It is like the homo-gay version of meat products. All colors of the rainbow represented right here in my BLT or on my breakfast plate. Yum! Because you know I'm normally a huge fan of bacon (which stinks up my home and sticks to my clothes), and now I can add a little food coloring (not like I want to have children anyways) to make it even more irresistible. I wonder if little children would like to eat this business....who are we targeting with this product?

So here is what I don't get, this product was made by a "designer" like it is a fashion statement and not something scientists should be working on. Really? The producers say it is "unique and fun" which translated means "looks pretty but you may die eating it."

Serve me up some! I like gay meat.

music of the moment

Well I have no idea who the Carolina Chocolate Drops are, but I seriously love this remixed song. I liked the song when it was done by Blu C. circa 2001, and now we put a little bluegrass into it:



Yes, please. More of this group.

a twi-update

Well we are now less than 7 days away from the official premiere of the 3rd installment of the twilight movie franchise (PS, 4th book will now officially be 2 movies just so we can drag this shit out for years and years to come). And the madness has officially begun with people taking days and days off of work in order to camp out for tickets. We are entered the world-craziness-status that HP has. People in LA have been camping out for the premiere for days now and have officially coined the name, Eclipse Tent City:

Can we just take a moment to put this all in perspective??? Really, using your sick days to urban camp for weeks on end?? I mean I know you brought your life size Edward cardboard cutouts, and your Jacob stuffed pillows to comfort you, but still. I won't be happy if this twi-craziness makes our economy go down the toilet. I know your buying movie tickets, but you crazy ladies still have to work your jobs too.

I spoke with my Bridawg today and officially served warning that we may have to see this movie over Memorial day weekend whilst I'm shooting a moose in Alaska. She was down and will buy us some vodka as well. That 'a girl, now we're talking!

And for those asking which team I'm on....I'm "whatever team I can get"....I don't like to limit myself!

stoned guitarists making woman's clothes

Nope. I'm not on board. I'm rarely on board with a variety of random "celebrities" trying to make clothing, clothing lines, or other clothing accessories. These types of business adventures typically end in such tragedies as this or this or this.

Now I hear that Richie Sambora, best known as Bon Jovi's guitarist and for sleeping around with Heather Locklear and Denise Richards (making their lives complicated), is launching a woman's clothing line called, "White Trash Beautiful" OMG FML WTF, and all the other acronyms you can think of.....and to make matters worse, apparently Vogue (my mecca, that I don't treat myself to anymore--I don't want to talk about it) is doing a feature article. I may have just thrown up in my mouth.

First, can we take a moment to consider that this line has White Trash in the title. I'm not sure I need to say much more than that. I just wanted to make sure you caught that...

Second, here is one of the articles of "clothing" for sale which has come straight from the strung out, stoned mind of Richie:

Yep, your eyes do no deceive you....that is a zippered crotch leotard. I've always needed a quicker way to pee when I wear leotards. With this lacy version, I can just give my crotch a quick zip, which consequently allows for easy access to the goodies with other reasons as well. I bet I could make these with a couple supplies from Wallie-World and sell them for alot less.....

disney puns taking over espn

What the hell is happening in the sports world today? Did Disney take over ESPN? Did ESPN sell their soul to mickey mouse and start making horrid puny jokes???

Case and point, these two headlines:

Hello, rip off Toy Story much??? Or clever advertisement for Toy Story 3??? That needs some Buzzlight Year direct quotations. I thought maybe it is just a coincidence....until I saw this:

What? Quoting a Miley Cyrus song???? I knew it. Just another Disney protege taking over the world....

Damn you Disney and ESPN for sneaky in your clever puns....I'm on to you!

making tennis history

Well today was an epic sports days, first team USA made it to the World Cup and second we also witnessed the longest tennis match in history (which was postponed after 10 hours due to darkness). I absolutely loved watching this game and could have sat there for hours and hours and hours. You take two young, hot, strapping young men and have them beat balls at each other until it is too dark....HOT!!! I would have liked them to keep playing but to have switched to glow-in-the-dark balls (I got a couple you could borrow) until it was last man standing. Just think of the fun drinking games we could have quickly thought of....shot each time someone says Ace or Deuce.

You would think everyone would be watching Center Court matches at Wimbledon in London, England, but NOPE all eyes were on the longest match in history with two random players, one from the US and the other from France. This brought fond memories of my trip to Wimbledon and I seriously wanted to pour myself a Pimm's Cup and snack on some strawberries n' cream, both Wimbledon traditions.

OK but back to the subject at hand. I had an errant thought cross my mind whilst watching this epic match, did they get to go to the bathroom? What if you had to take a dump? I mean they had to have been able to eat a power bar or drink some water, right??? With my luck, I would have gotten explosive number twos around hour 3.

The moon was in the sky when they suspended the game even through the crowd was chanting "keeping playing!" So tomorrow we will start again, and here's hoping the media doesn't pound those two players because they probably need some protein and a hot bath, stat. More of this fun historical sport action, yes please.

I already have this bra

Well the lady has done it again....yep, as I said to some friends today, she is current day's Madonna circa 1980's, pushing boundaries and doing things that are for a shear shock value (case and point, when she showed up at a Yankee game in a lacy bra and pair'o panties and gave everyone the bird).

Lady Gaga graces the cover of Rolling Stones mag, out this friday, wearing a new uniform for the army. Well shit, no wonder we are having trouble abroad if this is what we are using for camouflage!!! I mean, it is pretty deadly on top, but just not the right amount of coverage on the bottom :)

I totally was going to wear this bra to work tomorrow:



And just as a sidebar, this might be what the army is afraid of if they let the gays in....boundary and guns....

is england's football coach the kranky guy from Up?

Sooo I was watching some fussball later, considering it is the World Cup. GO USA!!! BTW, way to go team USA today, getting a goal to clutch the win with 3 minutes left in the game. This is the farthest the US soccer team has ever gone. Pretty damn cool.

But I digress, because I realized this afternoon that I've been spotting look alikes alot lately. It all started with the BP (you all know what I think of when someone mentions BP right??? Same thing I think of when I talk about my eye plugs) CEO, and now the England fussball coach. Seriously, he mayyyy have been the guy they based the Up! kranky grandpa off of....the likeness is uncanny:

The Up! movie kranky-pants dude:



The English fussball coach (who also doesn't like children):

my first symposium

Well I'm up in DC this week (what week these days am I NOT up in DC??? that is the question) for the Head Start research conference. All my ladies caravaned up with me in the plastic pinto, we arrived, settled in to my amazing B&B, and started conferencing it up today. To my horror, I got an email from my discussant on Saturday that he fall off a wall (what is he, humpy dumpy?) and couldn't travel. Great. So that means I'm the chair, a presenter, and now an impromptu discussant. Oh crap.

But I built a quick bridge, put on my "I know what I'm talking about, I'm s-m-r-t, I can do this" face, and continued. This AM I got up, avoided the happy-go-lucky B&B owners who want all the residents to be friends, and suited up to dazzle all those preschool teachers. The presentation went well and apparently everyone from UVA was scheduled to present at 10 this morning.

We had over 100 people in our syposium, ran out of handouts, and had about 4 pages of extra email addresses to follow-up with. I talked for 30 minutes, my colleague had 3o minutes and we had a wonderful discussion where I could actually answer the questions. It was pretty damn exciting. I had people stop me throughout the day to say "you are a really good speaker" or ask more about the presentation or colleagues saying they heard our symposium was good from other people.

Well how about that??? Apparently I'm turning into an early childhood researcher....all that hard work actually working out. Who know?

I'm still coming down from the presentation, but I think it went well.....

god does like you leaving early

Soooo I ran across this nicely engraved wood sign which apparently was present at a church right here in the great big V-A. I could guess right away what type of church this was in. Doubtful you would see this in a Lutheran church...we tend to understand that sometimes the Viks are more important on a Sunday :) Yep, it was definitely catholic, and definitely a little pushy on attendance:

Passive aggressive much?

I wish I could met this guy

I really like people who are just themselves, who like to dance, who will just bust a move in the middle of some inappropriate place when they get a feeling. This happens to me but I only have these types of dance parties in the privacy of my office or my own home:



I really, REALLY like this guy. Apparently he, and his velvet vest wearing self, is riding around the DC metro, doing a little dancey mcdance. I am going to have to continue riding the metro just looking for this guy, so I can get up there with him and dance, dance, dance with NO PANTS!!!

What type of music do you think he is listening? I mean what song could it be??? Is it pop? Techno? alternative??? I just don't know.

And what time of day it is??? Late at night? Surely isn't rush hour.

This man is seriously the happiest person on earth. He just made my night.

$tar trek does ke$ha

This one is for Gail and Ash:

hats off to poppa B

Well today is daddy r-e-s-p-e-c-t day...and I giving poppa b some love and a major shout out. I still think the world needs a "daughter day" but for now I'll just be satisfied that you're my poppa and that you didn't kill me when I was a little shit as a child. Thanks!!! I truly appreciate that.




God, I was onnnnneeee sexy child. Those glasses are amazing and of course I'm missing my front teeth because I'm pretty sure I would always knock those out as soon as they grew in :)

this business only happens in SC

I love my SC friends, truly I do....and I REALLY love my "go cocks" sweatshirt, but this business is great (democrazy at it's best):

The Daily Show With Jon Stewart	Mon - Thurs 11p / 10c
Alvin Greene Wins South Carolina Primary
www.thedailyshow.com
Daily Show Full Episodes Political Humor Tea Party

Yep, this would only happen in MI or SC....seriously.

PS, I do love dirrrty madlibs.

moodles, want the job?

Well I received learned a new word, and I wasn't too happy (again) that I didn't know it already. A Moodle, which apparently is a guy who is really close with his girl who are friends but is technically straight. He hangs out with women like a men poodle. Ha-larry-ass. Seriously. That is great.

"a cross between a man and a poodle.. makes a great pet..you can walk him, train him and feed him but you'll never sleep with him..only good for companionship"

I'm not sure I have a moodle. Anyone I would say might be close to a moodle would probably just fit the gay description. I tend to keep my men manly and save my close girl friends for talking about emotions and talking around with.

Anyone want the job????? I need to create an application process....

HP madness

Holy crap and a half. The new HP theme park opened up this weekend and it was absolute HP madness. Will you look at them lining up to get in:


Check out the opening day here!

the smurfs

Those little blue monsters are coming to the big screen...here's your first look:

Well THAT sucked....crap we got nothing in that clip....

quote of the day

This is sooo perfect to describe how I feel about people at weddings:

"I kind of wanted to rip her hair out, really I had a vision of me kicking her ass. Instead I just drank more and got sick."

Don't worry A, I will be on my best behavior....but people do get a little nuttie during weddings!

an open letter to Tom B

Dear Tom Brady,

Why? Why did you change your sexy head to this:

I understand what is going on here. You are trying to go for the Bieb look right??? Or are you trying to look more like a lesbian??? Either way, I'm NOT on board, OK....it just doesn't work for the toned football body of yours. And really, are you also low-lighting??? And the long comb over is gross. No.

Remember when you were this foxy, and this sezy, and this streamy? Let's go back to that please. I've over the Bieb style.

Love,
LL

is the BP chief michael sheen?

Uncanny similarities or is Michael Sheen standing in as the Chief of BP???? The CEO sort of has a little Michael Sheen and Mr. Bean too!

I'm just saying:

BP Chief:

Actor Michael Sheen:

picture of the day

So true, so true....

music of the moment

Here is Mumford and Sons, who I've been enjoying lately. They are another British band that has a very distinct Irish feel to their music. Check out there debut song:



Now there's a band I can get behind....liking them more and more.....

kanye comes back

Damnit!!! Why can't I be at these music festivals.....I want to vacay to the Isle of Wright in south England. Yes please. Then I can find a pub and just plant myself there. Anyways, Kanye made a guest appearance on Jay-Z's set and rocked out. Check out the video, and welcome back Kanye (try not to be a douche for awhile):



Also can we take a moment to realize that Jay is wearing a scarf. Seriously, men are all about these European scarfs these days. And Jay, you're from the NYC project and a rapper, I don't think you should be wearing that. I mean you pull it off, I'll admit it, but hmmmmm I'm not sure how I feel about it.....

t minus 2 wk for mooses

Soooo we are within 2 weeks of my epic trip to the BIG state of Alaska so that I can shoot a moose. My big summer vacay will be occurring as I make the trek up to a state where I can see Russia from my friend's patio, and check to see if Palin really had a boob job.

I've mentioned previously that I have a long list of things I want to do while in the northern most state of America, including shooting a moose or getting knocked up by Levi. I may have to settle with just some Miller Light and "Coooooper my little Pooper" bonding time. I'm sure there will be much laughter and hopefully some good fireworks too. BUT I need to extend my list of vacay must do's, so think about it, and come back with something fun.

For example, is there such a thing of an Alaskan accent? and can I learn it???

a tom p sighting

Sooo here was, sitting at my desk this afternoon, and there was some strange noise happening in the office. It kept going "bleep" short and high. I was looking around and finally I looked out the window to see a state trooper sitting in the empty work parking lot. I immediately thought, yesssss, I'm around to see some drama go down, good thing I'm looking good in my yoga pants and "Irish Drinking Team" t-shirt.

But after closer inspection, I realized that there was a camera crew out there and lots of reflective filming things. Turns out that sexy congressman of mine, Tommy P, was filming a commerical, or a political ad, or something. I tried to take some pictures with my camera phone but the quality was poop. But I watched as he drove forward then backward really quick in the state trooper car, then he would get out take off his shirt (swoon), wipe shit all over him, and then do it again. I don't have a clue what the ad was for, but now I'm going to have to actually watch some TV to find out! But seriously, he was like dirty, like putting dirt on himself. I didn't get it but sure as shit enjoyed watching it for awhile.

I even did an impromptu run to my car to see if I could make an appearance, but I was thoroughly ignored and I wasn't about to approach him. Probably not a good idea if I started humping him with the state trooper present who probably had a gun and riot stick readily available for all of Tommy's many 5th district fans.....you know who you are!

As T said on the phone, "you have some ability to run into famous people around town." I still gotta find me some John Grisham....but probably need to figure out what he looks like first!

a jilly bean visit, part 2

Well I've mentioned in passing for months now that my Jilly Bean was coming back to the big Cville to terrorize the city and piss the hell out of the big B. I'm happy to report we successfully did both over memorial day weekend. JB initially made her airplane tickets for a two week vacay but thankfully we figured out that date mistake and got her starting to pack a whole 3 months ahead of time. To all of our surprises, she was able to just carry on a suitcase so that she could make it from the airport to the train station in downtown DC without being that annoying 100 lb luggage lady.

She made it down to Cville and the fun ensued, including themes which can only accurately be expressed with visuals:



Doing yoga moves in inappropriate places were all the rage: 1) in the expensive sushi restaurant bathroom which went a little like this...JB, "Hey I've been doing yoga", LL, "Oh yeah show me", JB "yeah check this move out" and then I had my camera ready; 2) my epic weekend theme of finding myself on railroad tracks continued from Austin, TX to the Ville, where JB was doing more downwards dogs on the city track. Good, good, totally hot.



Then dry humping inanimate objects were also the rage, although I will admit this has been apart of my everyday life for the last decade and not necessarily something unique to this epic weekend. Although, I did find myself around random parking cones, and close to those amazing wahooptie limos (this is not the first time in the last couple months that I've been around those limos or humping things).

Anyways, JB and I got seaweed mud wraps which was not the most comfortable experience. Laying on a table butt naked in a freezing cold room whilst a random person paints mud on every piece of your skin (when I say every I truly mean EVERY without exaggeration), is not my idea of the most relaxing thing. I would have more fun giggling the whole time with JB in the room with me. It was a good thing I didn't let JB bring rice and shrimp....

Speaking of seafood, we had a plethora of random seafood throughout the weekend. Whether it was lobster tempura or seafood of the sea chowder or my favorite ceviche, we would order it and eat the crap out of it. Another random food fact of the weekend, was PUMPKINS. Yep, pumpkins. JB had her amazing heart set on many some pumpkin cookies for my birthday party, and feck if we didn't drive ALL OVER Cville and stopped at about 6 grocery stores. Apparently, the entire commonwealth of VA is out of canned pumpkin. Apparently, it was a bad fall for pumpkins and no one has it. In my exhaustion of hearing about pumpkins, I finally found a phone book and started calling every store in town so I didn't have to keep driving the plastic pinto around (which also included stopping to buy a new electric mixer since I accidentally set the old one on fire a couple weeks ago, don't ask!). Needless to say we didn't find pumpkins, but I was able to convince JB to make it work with what we had, and apparently she's got a little martha facher in her and can apparently bake!

I forgot to mention that during my party, we also had to do a classic LL/JB throw back to sing a little Vanessa Williams (not whilst in a wind tunnel), which everyone secretly loved doing a little karaoke to:



Later that weekend, we headed up to DC but made a couple essential stops at some wineries on the way. At some point, I turned to JB to ask "are you drunk after three tastes of wine?" We made friends and I nearly wet my pants waiting to find a restroom but sucked it up and peed is the WORSE smelling bathroom I've ever been in (seriously someone dropped a huge bomb in there).

We got in some good B time, although I may kick his ass next time so that he relaxes and has a little more fun. But in the mean time we made a bomb fire in the backyard, hit up the eastern market in DC, barely made it to the famous motorcyle rally, and played a little twilight football on the national mall (this wasn't a water balloon fit, but as close as B would let us get):


Of course, Jilly Bean wanted to make sure she could do some legendary poses with my favorite phallic statue, which has been happening with all my friends here and here. This one was a couple picture through where her big ass was working with me:


In typically MN fashion, we did a little cruising with B in his big truck, with the music blaring, with my feet hanging out the window. That marks an excellent weekend, with good friends, good food, and of course booze. So here's to the next year of fun, may be always remember the tradition and kept laughing....

Here are a couple random facts/highlights/observations:

• Fancy desserts may look like chocolate blobs or cat throw up.
• Handicap spots on hiking trails are for wheelchair parking or JB.
• Gigantic margarita glasses make great cones to cover your boobs.
• LL's homemade potato is good 2 weeks later when found in the back of a refrig.
• Five fingered shoes are only for people who don't take 40 minutes to put them on.
• Yes JB and I are 5 years old when I laugh everytime someone says Weiner.
• Fresh basil/cucumber martinis make LL very happy....
• I may have spend an entire day waiting for JB to try to work her damn cell phone.
  
• BBQed ribs are not the best choose of meat for 3 people who have trouble eating normal non-messy food.
• People with handlebar mustaches are HOT!!! Wanna ride? Yes please.
• Whoever marries JB will need to always carry a manbag with orange juice and granola bars in it....you've been warned.
  

a hood visit

So I've been very blessed lately to have many friends and family visiting me here in Cville and the great commonwealth of the big V-A-baby. Recently, I made a trip to DC to meet up with my good friend Brianne, a member of the extended Hood Family of Spokane. I knew Bri in grad school in f-ing Pullman (try not to throw up in your mouth), and lived with her sister too! I am very lucky to know her amazing family and r-e-s-p-e-c-t them all.

It's been a good 3 years since I've seen her, and we had a wonderful time screwing around and relaxing in DC. We completed all my favorite DC activities, like eating at the two top vegetarian restaurants, treating ourselves to alittle medi/pedi/botox (with just the pedi part), drinking margitias as big as our heads, laughing till I wet myself (just a little bit), going to farmer markets, and running around the district taking photos with my favorite phallic monument:


Now this is a slight departure from tradition in that my butt or flat hands aren't holding it up, instead we were at the right angle to make a tooth pick out of it. During this night we were able to get up onto the rooftop patio of the W hotel right downtown, due to the fact that our tour on the two-wheel death machines was canceled (no segwaying it this time). I've tried to get into this hotel two times previously and been cockblocked due to my crappy clothing. Fortunately, this time despite my flippy flops and t-shirts Brianne and I got up to the rooftop to enjoy those $35 drinks :) We made friends, enjoyed the view, and hobb-knobbed with the wealth of DC. The view of monuments and the White House were great, and well worth the expensive drinks:

Can you see the WH behind us??? From the side you can see both the front and back column entrances.....hey BO!?!?! I'm a-comin for you :) One of these trips I will, I swear, get one of those reach-arounds in. But I couldn't even sneak in from the front entrance either (see below), but I did apparently have a little pirate coming out of me. Check out this picture which makes me 1) look like a bird, or 2) look like a pirate without a peg leg:


I vote for pirate since I already talk like a sailor. Insert ARRrrrgghhhh with finger shaped hook. But seriously, where the hell did my leg go??? I'm like a one-legged bird in some ass kicking tennis shoes preparing to attack :)

Well our weekend was also full with a trip to the National Cathedral to enjoy a full tour of America's first church with all the amazing glass staining. I just love glass staining. We also got a good hike on Roosevelt island, which is a national park in the middle of the Potomac, and has been on my DC list-of-things-to-do for years. Also new for this trip was a visit to TJ's memorial (you know, Tom Jeff, my homie from Cville....that zexy slave owner). This memorial was tall and amazing, but the best part was the walk to it where I found George Mason's memorial and got alittle frisky with it:


I do believe this is the clean version of the many pictures I was taking with this statue, until I feared the park po-po may come and arrest me. Anyways, who makes a statue like this and not anticipate that people are going to sit on it, or kiss it, or .....well we will just stop there :)

Thanks for the visit B, and looking forward to future good times!!!

lupus rockstar part 2

So the second part of my Lupus rockstarness is that I got to meet VA's Senator Mark Warner this spring. I forgot to post this great picture of my Lupus friends as we are standing on the Capital Steps in DC. You have to admit we are one sexy group of Lupus bitches, hooootttt:

OK so the real second part of my Lupus rockstar internship is being asked to be a peer-reviewer for the new Lupus-related research proposals coming into the government. I was nominated by the foundation, had to submit a personal statement and CV, and be interviewed by the Dept. of Defense (or something). I figured this too was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunities to be involved in who gets funded by the government and what Lupus issues are on the front line of our research and attention. Plus I figured this was a moment to apply this experience to my professional life, even though it is a separate topic. Soooo I found out this week I was accepted and will be heading up to the hill in September to participate in 3 days of meetings and decision-making (which I apparently also get paid for, so bonus there too).

Also this week I got an email that I'm going to be mentored by someone else who has be apart of these committees previously. I google stalked this person and I'm pretty sure he is someone important, especially since I think he has a forbes.com profile. Soooo THAT made me slightly more nervous, but I'll work it out. More on this as it unfolds.....

lupus rockstar

Well, it's official, I've turned into a Lupus rockstar. You raise $13,000 for the foundation and all the sudden you are a hot commodity. Since the successful walk, I've had two great opportunities presented to me. First, we got to go a Gala, and second, I got asked to be a peer-reviewer for all new Lupus research proposals (but more on this later).

First, I got an invitation to the National Lupus Gala which was on the hill in DC. At first, I was going to say no, but then I figured when the else was I going to be able to get dressed up and go to a GALA on the hill. So T and I hoped in the plastic pinto and drove up to DC, polished off a bottle of wine while getting gushied up, and headed to the event. We decided we would drive into the district so that we could valet the pinto. It was super hot rolling up in my 8 incher rims, low riding to the ground (and not on purpose!). Some hot men walked us in and right away we were bedazzled by fanciness of metal detectors, name cards, open bars, tuxes, heels, and amuse bouches. Listen, I'll come back to this event year after year just so someone will amuse my bouch!!! (hahah, I got a hundred of those thoughts going through my head)

No seriously though, those appies were amazing, and I kept trying to put the lemon chicken ice cream cone one in my purse. T and I were social and rubbing elbows with important people, drinking wine and maritias. Finally, they opened up the ballroom which was amazing decorated. There were tall columns with sheer drapes, orchids center pieces, purple butterflies everywhere and fanciness. We found out that my good friend Kassandra was sitting at our table (who admitted to me during advocacy days that we would have been "sandbox buddies" when we were younger), which meant our night just got exponentially better.

First thing Kassandra suggests is for us to try to get back into the VIP room. Well HELLS yes, both T and I said without hesitation. So we sneak back and sure enough guess who is there....no other then Jullian Lennon, John Lennon's son, getting ready to go on stage. For those who don't know, in situations like this I tend NOT to be shy, but belly up to that business because this is a once and lifetime opportunity (case and point, asking DMB for a pic or chasing down naked man during bachelorette parties or making out with men dressed as Moses--life is too short not to take full advantage of these types of situations), which resulted in this amazing picture:

We said thanks, I gave him a reach-around, and we went back to our seats. During the amazing 4-course meal, T and I continued to down our own bottles of wine. Seriously, they just kept bringing more! We sat through the speeches, the awards, and also got some goodies bags (Ted Turner's biography was a real page turner, let me tell you). After the banquet, we decided to sneak back into the VIP room where we were able to met the other LFA model spokesperson, who won America's Next Top Model, and take this picture:

During the after VIP room, I walked up to one of the bars to ask for a drink. The suited up guy behind the bar goes "Oh I'm not a bartender, I'm just making myself a drink" and then hands us a bottle of vodka. So there we are, dressed to the 9's, on the hill, walking around with our bottle of vodka, and hanging out with the Lennon family. Pretty wicked awesome if you ask me!

The night ended with us waiting for the plastic pinto to be delivered next to all the caddies, and a trip into the DC ghetto to take Kassandra home. I said "We are headed to Rosslyn area" and she said "I'm on the way" which translated meant "we are going to all over DC, passing at least 20 cop cars on the way, and praying you people can find your way back at 11 PM at night." Needless to say, T and I got home safely and I'm pretty sure T was passed out on the floor before we were through the door!

Those are the nights of good memories! Maybe this chronic illness thing has some perks after all.....

music of the moment

Bonnaroo is happening now in TN and I sort of wish I was there hearing all the great music (you know, besides the great ball of death in the sky). One of the noteworthy acts this year is the Black Keys, who have been making it on my mix lately:

serving warning

OK OK I know, I'm being a blogger slacker. Thanks for the reminder emails and texts. I've had a half of dozen posts queried up with no creative brain power or extra time to get them out. This weekend I will find some wireless and pound out some updates that range from walking bottles of vodka at the Lupus Gala to handlebar mustache rides at motorcycle rallies. I've been the hostess with the mostess as I've been showing friends around the last two weekends, and have Y coming into town to stay with me tonight :) But have no fear, I'm not dead, I'm lovely and will be back attacking as soon as things at work and personally slow down....

You've been warned....

In the meantime watch the Lady's new full length music video which has gardened lots of drama this week....does anyone make short vids anymore??? Plus she is sort of a creative genius, even if you don't like the video itself.

new HP previews

YEAH!!! This gives me human bumps.....

man vs. flip flops

OK I'll admit that I'm a major flippy floppy fan, to a point where momma B buys me towels and little fun things that have flip flops on them. I've also shamed her at multiple graduations by wearing sparkly flippy floppies under my robe...stating that she should be happy I wasn't wearing my birthday suit underneath!

So I had to admit that sometimes this happens to me, although perhaps for about 10 seconds rather than 2 minutes, and mostly with much more complicated strapy flippy flops. I thoroughly enjoyed this video, giggled, and then watched it again. This video please my soul and just warms my heart. Well worth 2 minutes of your time for some awesome drunken-ness:

thank you for being my friend

The dirty Golden Girl, Rae, passed away last night....sad....that means all we have left of my favorite old ladies is Betty. Here's to Blanch:

hide and seek

This is like the dirty version of Where's Waldo....can you find the dirty element in this advertisement??? Took me a minute...

the lady talks Lupus

music of the moment

So Mike Posner is my new crush. This Michigan-born native, went to Duke (i.e., Puke) Univ. and graduated in less than 3 years. Seriously? That is hot. He has been singing and songwriting for years and has landed a debut album. He does some Owl-City-like mix tapes that are seriously growing on me. Check out the hot new single that I guarantee will be climbing the charts: