I love Beetle!

Check out this precious pillow she made me.

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Bartender, 1 more round, plz!

I have drawn/written Doug Bear a comic for the past 2 days. He has encouraged me to put them on this here blog, so, consider this your warning...in the near future terribly drawn, kitty-inspired comics will grace the walls of Blig, Blag, Blog. For the record, Marc thinks I am "not a bad drawer." He was being nice to me at Frisch's. I am the world's worst artist. I can barely draw a stick-man.

Man, things are getting tense at the Pit of Despair, so K and I have taken it on ourselves to mandate a happy hour every week. Next week, it's El Pueblo (VOMITAR! VOMITAR!). The following week, Cock and Bull. After that, who knows, but we're going places, dammit, and we're going to have fun. It shall be spectacular. We may even go to Molly Malone's for trivia night. You can never tell with us, we're simply that wild. Look forward to it, friends.

Friends, I present you with the lunch-time quiz (answer in comments, if you're cool):
1. Who is the creepiest rock star ever?
Unanimous lunch group answer: Billy Corgan (BTW--I just got shivers googling his visage)
2. Sexiest rock star ever:
Unanimous lunch group answer: Chris Cornell
3. Funniest rock star ever:
Dave Grohl and Andrew W.K.
4. If you could invite any rock star over to your house for a BBQ, who would it be?
K & N: David Lee Roth
Me: Eddie Vedder
T: Tom Waits

Yes, be jealous of our rock star lunch conversations.

I love margaritas

They make my heart smile.

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This diet thing...

So, this diet thing is not really working out for me. I think about it and that's about as far as I get. And, I don't even think about it that much...only when feeling guilty or ashamed. For example, I am only thinking of it now because I'm starving and wishing I had a delicious 4-way with an ice cold coca-cola.

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You suck, Monday!

If it wasn't for the dread of going back to work on Monday, Sundays wouldn't be all that bad. For example, on this lovely Sunday, I slept in til 10:30. Woke up, went downstairs, and my beautiful husband made me pancakes! Came back upstairs, read for school, posted on voiceboard, took a nap with Flashy (that creature you see to the left). Woke up at 4, read for school, went to Goldstar. Returned to the house to work on my webpage (with the guidance of my lovely husband). Now it's 10:36 and reality starts to sink in: tomorrow I must go to work. I must deal with shitastic Sponsors. I must have my soul crushed.

But enough of that, let me tell you about the movie night you missed! It was epic. The Godfather I & II. You know how I love Michael Corleone! And Vito, of course, the original gangsta! And did you see those delicious stuffed shells I prepared? To be honest, it was basically my lasagna in a different form, but my lasagna rules, so that is acceptable. TB brought cannolis and they were to die for--in my best Luca Brasi voice, "May your first cannoli be a chocolate chip cannoli." And Omie brought some swanky beverage, which turns out was pretty tasty if mixed with orange Crush (holler)! Oh and some, what looks to be, delicious bread that we shall tear into tomorrow. What a great time! The only annoyance of the evening was brought to us by Netflix...not letting us view The Angry Beavers, Beaver Fever episode. JERKS! It shall be watched next movie night.

Stuffed shells 2

After ~30 minutes in the oven @375. Yum!

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Stuffed shells 1

Before the oven.

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The New Baffroom

Remember back in the fall when I was crying about having to grout the upstairs bathroom? Well, the bathroom is finally completely finished (well, Doug Bear has to hang a shelf, then it'll be COMPLETELY finished). It's been wrapped up for a while, I just neglected to put any pictures up. So, here they are! It's a little difficult to photograph such a tiny space, but I did my best. Just know that my new bathroom rules, and was about a $500 renovation--would that be an accurate estimate, Doogie?

Doogie doesn't like the light fixture that Carol gave us, but I think it is pretty rad. It hangs a little low, so someone who is more graceful on a ladder than I, which, let's be honest, is just about anyone, will have to get up there and hang it a little higher. Oh, and one other thing I forgot...the hand towel hanger do-hickey needs to be mounted on the wall. I'll leave that one to Doogie, too. He's such a good little worker. And I know that he is just itching to get that cat ramp fixed, too. With that bonus I got at work, the washer and dryer will be here in no time. Gotta get the room ready! Sooo excited! Last night I went to the basement to get some clothes, heard a god-awful scary noise (it was as if the janitor from the Dent School house was locked up in one of the rooms in the basement--turns out, it was just the boiler), and high-tailed it out of there! I will be so happy when I no longer have to go to the creepy basement to do laundry.

Marc Van Gogh

Welcome to Marco's art gallery.

1. This is a Florida alligator. A man is swimming behind him, getting ready to catch him. A bird is flying up above. The alligator is about to eat a fish. "You can tell it's a Florida alligator because it is brown."
2. I forget exactly what dinosaur he said these 2 were, but I'm sure he told me..and in great detail.
























3. This one is my favorite: STYXosaurus. \,,/ He drew a line to it, so you wouldn't be confused.

Status Update

A quick run-through of the week since my last blog:

1. I must tell you about watching Ice Age with Marc, as well as watching him bounce all over creation whilst and laughing hysterically when playing Burnout Paradise.

2. I totally lost my vegetable challenge. Zucchini what?

3. The Dwarf webapge has hit a wall. I'll be taking a pilgramage to the homestead next weekend and hope to get some good material for the page.

4. I will share Marc's artwork. Prepare for dinosaur overload.

Until next time...

p.s. This won't be like an episode of Arrested Development. I promise to for real write about the aforementioned.

Happy Valentine's Day!

Doug Bear loves me so much he sent me chocolate-covered strawberries!

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Flashy

Flashy is currently sawing logs.

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Representin' D-town

Working on my Dwarf webpage. Check out this awesome picture of my Great Grandpa (Pa Jim) and his mules.

Pineapple on pizza?!

I learned this day that Beetle likes pineapple on her pizza. Haha! I'm telling you, my Mommaw is the coolest kid on the block. Boomer also told me that the Beet is now into watching DVDs, so I've been told to bring her some movies the next time I visit D-town. What should I get her? I've already purchased her some Elvis movies, His Girl Friday, and Breakfast at Tiffany's. What would she like? Steel Magnolias? We saw that as a play at Jenny Wiley one summer with BB the Alien. We could get her a Roku, which was a hit in the Jones household.

Behold, I bring you news of a diet. Yes, a diet. Well, I guess it wouldn't be fair to call it a diet, it's simply a challenge to improve upon my current eating habits. Rules: No poptarts (BLASPHEMY!). No ice cream or giant bowls of sugary cereal after 7pm (and to think, I just bought a box of Apple Jacks and a box of Golden Grahams at Kroger yesterday). Eat a vegetable once a week (evidently, potatoes don't count). Good Lord this is going to be so difficult! Vegetables? Who eats those? They all taste like dirt. I shall pick a vegetable a week (or every other week, we don't want to shock the system) and find some way to prepare it so that it doesn't taste like ass. Vegetable for week 1: zucchini. Stay tuned for a recipe that promises to transform zucchini into something you can stomach!