5.08.2008

Illuminating Thoughts

I noticed that my complexion and traffic both sport a lighter look. Unfortunately, it seems the look is more flattering on the streets than on my skin.

I seriously need to spend some time in the sun. I have the mimimal amount of pigment to distinguish me from that of an albino and an eggshell wall. I am not even a pretty creamy white; I am more of a speckled cream and white berber carpet color.

A much needed color coating must come this weekend either through surf and sun or the spa?!

Looking at the cost of airline tickets and petrol, it looks like I will be sloughing asnd spraying skin at the spa this weekend.


Since my car isn't the only one that doesn't run on the remnants of a million stalks of corn, the price of the dinosaur gas has actually helped clear the roads for me during my ride to and from work. I don't know if it is due to lay-offs, techies doing more work remotely from their home, or just the working peeps waiting out peak drive time so they don't sit in traffic and waste gas; which happens to be very good for the environment. Do you have any idea how much Texans like their trucks and SUV's?

Its all good!!

If Hillary could see how well this gas crisis is working out for me and the environment, she could move on and focus on trying to solve real issues like raising wages, keeping jobs in the U.S., and keeping the drug companies from raping us every time we sneeze.


Oh yes, the increase of funds could help secure things like food and housing. I hear it is a big priority for families at the moment!!


For me, I would like to see the freaking valet prices drop downtown! Seriously, they act as if the gas my car consumes during the 50 yard drive from the door to the most convenient of public parking lots they coned off the entrances to is coming out of their own pocket?!!

I could walk to my downtown destination but crossing the street with my pasty skin glowing in the night could cause cars to think they were about to be hit by an oncoming motorist.

I would rather not risk the injury.


Blondes try to stear clear of accidents!!

5.07.2008

A Creepy Crawl


...by a creepy guy in my office waiting to ride the elevator with me when I come to work in the morning.

Why is it the ones that look like they keep their dead Mother stuffed and sitting in a rocking chair in the living room seem to find me?

This neo-fleeb is incredibly obese and we all know how I feel about someone who abuses their body. Dr. Phil would have backed me up on the hating really fat people before he became a fathead himself.

Anyhoo,

This walking 'heart-attack' with a permanent cast on his leg, and breathes like Darth Vader's illegitimate son sits in his serial killer Honda civic beater car waiting for me to pull in the parking lot. When he feels that is too obvious he waits in the men's room near the building door and waits until I walk by so he can ride the elevator with me.

I can't stand to look at him but he has no problem staring at me, scaring the bijeebeez out of me with that stalker breathing and he carries an extra cast...I am seriously spooked by him.

El problema con los individuos tiene gusto de esto is you can not be nice to them, not even once. They for the most part are invisible and if you shed their cloak by saying something to them, they feel invincible enough to harrass you. This whole thing got started because I didn't want to be rude when he said hello to me last week when I had the first displeasure of sharing space with him.

I generally do not like to be a mean person but I don't feel I have to be nice to every single loser that wants to freak me out. Today I walked into the building as he waited and stared at me, hoping I was coming his way. I simply rolled my eyes, sighed in disgust and went up the stairs.

I don't see why I have to be put out by this freak. Tomorrow if he is waiting again, I will have a talk with his boss. There is no reason for me to have to confront him. Its not my fault his chromosomes are missing the 'let's be normal' gene.


Blondes don't like all the attention!!

5.06.2008

Music Men


rocked my world last night!

After spending time alone with my men in an intimate setting such as the gorgeous Paramount Theater, I now know what I want in a man...

First, he has to have the sense of humorous stylings of the great Lyle Lovett, who by the way I totally have a huge crush on now. I loved him before but knowing he is funny makes him even better.

Second, he has got to have the coolness of John Hiatt. He is the quintessential story teller. Asked about the song Thunderbird, he told the audience how he and his friends stole a gold Thunderbird from a woman picking up pizza at the local pizzeria(this is in the year 1968). They drove the car around for a couple of weeks taking turns until one day an exact copy of the Thunderbird they stole and were driving happened to roll up next to them.

Taking notice becasue of the uncanniness they couldn't help but see the other Thunderbird had a personlized plate...'his'.
Guess what the license plate on the car they were driving had on it?


Third isn't a requirement but if you can jam like Joe Ely, you can do no wrong in my eyes. He is a little short and not too talkative but man can his voice get to your gut. I will definitely catch his next show--even if it is for the Republic Bike Rally thing.

Fourth, well their isn't a fourth but I did want to mention Guy Clark. He is a little too old for me and seemed tired but give him a break--actually he had one--his leg. Lyle is right--he is cooler than the Marlboro man. My favorite thing about his part of the show is how he left no stone unturned when it came to picking on the folks of California.

I enjoyed a glass of wine on the balcony of Stephen F and than went home. I was tired and all I could think of as I tucked myself in...was what an absolutely perfect night it was. The only thing better would to have been able to meet them for a night cap of music at Saxon.


Blondes know how to enjoy their time alone!!

5.05.2008

Going Solo


I am going solo to a concert tonight. I am going to hear the incredible music of Joe Ely, Lyle Lovett, Guy Clark and John Hiatt.

I could have drummed up a date for this event but I guess I didn't want to share the music with anyone. I love and respect the music so much, I didn't want anything to possibly ruin it and lately men have been ruining everything.

However, I know that all my faith in finding the right man for me will be restored with just one fabulous night alone with some of the great ones that have reached my top ten reasons to be a woman list.

Granted these boys aren't the prettiest to look at but since when did I ever care about the superficial stuff like age and looks.



They can croon me all night long.


Music makes a blonde world go round!

Got Milk?


Why get milk when you can have soda for all your nutritional needs? And it has twice the amount of artifical flavorings!!


Awsome!!! The World is more ridiculous than I am.


Real Blondes prefer to be natural!