Pregnant and Eating

Just because I haven't posted in a while, and I feel obligated to I went to a baby shower on Saturday. The mother is WASP from Minnesota, and the father is Tanzanian. Thank goodness his relatives brought some food, though the other food was good as well. My current pregnancy has been challenging in that most food is not appetizing. There was an extremely flavorful rice with what looked like potatoes, some type of meat, and some inedible seed. It was quite good. On the dining room table was a type of flatbread with a leg of what looked to me like goat. I was grateful to learn that it was lamb. I requested that some be carved, and a Tanzanian gentleman did so. I was a bit disrespectful in that I did not remove my plate until I felt that he'd given me enough. I simply could not help myself, and this earned me a startled look. Needless to say I ate to my heart's content, and I literally dreamt of that African food all night!

Googled Out

So, I feel like I've sold my soul to Google. Initially it felt like a good idea to have a platform that keeps track of all of your bookmarks forever, tracks your browsing history, and makes recommendations based on what you've visited forever. I considered Google a very good quirky friend. But, Google has no way of knowing when you've clicked on a page or two or three accidentally in the span of one or two days. No, my recommendations have not changed, but I'm concerned. I was watching the local news when I saw that the Craigslist sex trade has moved to Backpage. I visited Backpage and searched for an apartment out of curiosity. I googled and found a town in Washington with a seedy Motel 6. A prostitute had a Backpage account, and that enabled the police to positively identify her. Also, in the article was the other website one of the John's admitted to using to find this prostitute tna.com. I didn't think before typing this url, seeing that it was THAT (duh t and a, palm to forehead) and abruptly closing it. I'm still a Bob Tilton fan. Yeah he's a crook and a scam artist, but he's really great to watch (fun to watch didn't really fit here and neither did complex, so I used the word great-dunno why). I've been wondering whatever became of him, and finally found Tilton after searching for awhile. I see that he's on Facebook and that someone on FB kept posting links. Out of curiosity I clicked (and because I have Norton). I thought maybe the link would lead to some more articles on how Tilton tricks people out of their money and jewelry, but it led to a pornish site. Doh! On another note, I now have two blogs on here though I only wanted one. I could not remember the cell phone number I had the last time I recorded one for this account on Google. Subsequently, I found it somewhere else. Now I have a blog about my The Walking Dead Musings in addition to this one that has been going for nine years now!

Found It!

It took me awhile, but I found my blog. I don't have anything to post. Maybe laters!

Get Up Heifer

I got on the blog and created a really long thoughtful educated post to someone's musing, and it got lost! I am just procrastinating from doing work as usual so GET OFF HERE HEIFER AND GO MAKE YOUR MONEY!

This Blog

Has outlasted my 1st marriage!

Sexchovny

Ok so if I'd known this I wouldn't be here right now and he wouldn't be in rehab right now. Why did I marry a man that had to go to rehab for drugs? Why couldn't I have married a man who had to go to rehab for sex, like David Duchovny? Great. I was in Peoria and too cheap to buy a movie ticket when the new X-Files movie came out or rather XXX Files due to current information received. Come on we all knew that Duchovny had it in him. I am only attracted to guys that are crack heads, perverts, gay or nasty, and yeah atheists too. I think my mom and I were watching "The Rapture" or maybe the name of the movie is just "Rapture" and you can pretty much see all that Mulder has to offer. My mom brought that up when I told her that he had to go to sex rehab. There was also that movie when he met this woman when he called a wrong number and she started cheating on her fiance or husband with him. Oh yeah and there was "Red Shoe Diaries." It required a lot of effort but I got every movie he was ever in and viewed them all even "Beethoven." However I never found "New Years Day." Yes life gets even more boring than this. Try sitting for 7 hours by yourself in your living room with a headset on your head waiting for phone calls to come in so you can earn a paycheck. Yes this could happen to you. THE TRUTH IS OUT THERE. I BELIEVE.

Call Me Chester

Ok I'm going to attempt to make this post as tasteful as possible. In light of what is happening in our neighborhoods particularly with that guy that ran that "sex club" in which he got those boys to do "things" in exchange for Ipods and in light of the dorm matron at Oprah's school being arrested I probably shouldn't be disclosing this. But what the hell I can't not post this.

I am so having a crush on Corbin Bleu. AND HE'S GOING TO BE HERE ON FREAKIN' NOV. 17. Just a second, let me google him and make sure he's 18.

Screw it I've already gotten sidetracked. I am now listening to "Why" on Stabbing Westward's "Wither Blister Burn Peel" album. I am really feeling the song right now and I'm remembering 1995/1996 when the whole vampire thing was totally in. Anne Rice, working at summer camp, Flamingo Ball, my friend Jamie, Christina the "runaway," driving up to Milwaukee just to kick it, etc. Seeing Stabbing Westward live, asking Christopher Hall a question and having him answer it ("Falls Apart" is playing now btw)and and and leaning on him before I actually realized what I was freakin' doing. OMG. Well now anyone can converse with Chris Hall on myspace on his new band the Dreaming's space.

Ok back to Nov. 17. I am actually thinking of blowing off work in order to chase this teenager around. Just a second, I MUST see if he is over 21. I don't want to get arrested.

Screw it. I am still in this self deprecating mood, ie Radiohead's "Creep." That was one of the themes that tied mid '90s Alternative together. And it's a crying shame that I just "got it," I am referring to how this Stabbing Westward album is supposed to go (progress) from the first song "I'm such an a$$hole, God I'm such a stain..," to the third song "What do I have to do? To forget about you," to the last song that ends in suicide. Took me long enough seeing that I got the album 11 years ago. And isn't it scarry how time is passing. I can play the mama in a movie now. CRAP!!!!!!!!

Darn it Chris Hall was so sexy 11 years ago. He's still cool. Check him out on myspace. I guess I'm 11 years older too. I looked like crap when I met him. I looked better in Chicago when I went to the SW concert in '01. I was rocking my low rise jeans, the hair was tight, and some stupid cop bumped into me hard on purpose and some metal (his cuffs, billy club or something) actually injured me.

SW shouldn't have broken up and Industrial music shouldn't have gone out of style. As soon as I knew it was all over I lamented. When I saw how popular Brittney and the Backstreet Boys were getting I got sick! Industrial = "Guilty" by Gravity Kills. There was even an Industrial night on the radio.

PHEW! He's 18. He'll be here on Nov. 17 and I might be blowing off work and going to the mall in my pigtails and going to the parade on Michigan Ave., yes with two babies in tow!