A funny thing happened on the way to nowhere...
I have this friend named Jenny and this girlfriend named ili. Let me tell you about them. They are two of the most stubborn people I've ever met. And that's saying a LOT, because I seem to be plagued by stubborn friends/family members, and then of course there's me...the most stubborn pain in the ass of all. Well not really, that's Jenny. Ha ha just kidding, Jenny (or AM I?)...
That's it. Not much more to say about that. I don't need examples. It's just a fact, like "the sky is blue" or "Donald Trump's hair is terrible"...blatant in your face facts that need no backing up, they just ARE.
Ok on to other subjects...let's have a haiku moment:
Many moons ago
People walked 'round with no pants.
Thank god for fig leaves.
Anyway, so Brokeback didn't win Best Picture last night. Damn. I was going to wear rainbow today in honor of it and everything. Oh well, I guess Crash was good too, but I need to see it a second time because I don't remember much about it. Except everyone in it is perty. And Jenny & I tried to watch Walk the Line last night but the stooopid DVD failed halfway through! Aarrrrgggh! And we were really getting into it!
I am excited that the rap song from Hustle & Flow, "It's Hard Out Here For A Pimp" won best song. Yay for the Academy and its continued embrace of things non-WASP/straight/religious! Yay yay yay! However, I will say I hope the recorded version is better than the live version at the Oscars, cause it pretty much sucked, even though I still have it in my head. Of course I've forgotten most of the words, so it kind of goes like this:
"It's hard out here fo' a pimp.
Inny hinny hiney leeeeah fo some shrimp.
It's hard out here fo' a pimp.
Fizzy linda got no money fo' da rent."
Ok you people better be laughing at that, because I myself am rolling. Jenny, is this the kind of "funny" you were looking for??
Which brings me to another haiku moment:
Ludacris kicked ass.
Wearing Armani is cool.
Helena should've stayed home.
So I'm headed to California to attend my grandmother's service and make a pilgrimage to San Francisco, where I'm sure to spend all my money just trying to get across the bridge. But it will be fun even if I do wind up having to hitchhike back home because I sold my plane ticket for a trip across the Bay on the ferry and a latte at Starbucks. Hee hee hee. Any requests? I can pick up See's candy or sourdough bread or a crab or a keychain (but watch out, touristy souvenirs from SF will break you, so in true CA form, I'll be charging a 300% finder's fee.)
Comments, please...comments!!!
~J~
That's it. Not much more to say about that. I don't need examples. It's just a fact, like "the sky is blue" or "Donald Trump's hair is terrible"...blatant in your face facts that need no backing up, they just ARE.
Ok on to other subjects...let's have a haiku moment:
Many moons ago
People walked 'round with no pants.
Thank god for fig leaves.
Anyway, so Brokeback didn't win Best Picture last night. Damn. I was going to wear rainbow today in honor of it and everything. Oh well, I guess Crash was good too, but I need to see it a second time because I don't remember much about it. Except everyone in it is perty. And Jenny & I tried to watch Walk the Line last night but the stooopid DVD failed halfway through! Aarrrrgggh! And we were really getting into it!
I am excited that the rap song from Hustle & Flow, "It's Hard Out Here For A Pimp" won best song. Yay for the Academy and its continued embrace of things non-WASP/straight/religious! Yay yay yay! However, I will say I hope the recorded version is better than the live version at the Oscars, cause it pretty much sucked, even though I still have it in my head. Of course I've forgotten most of the words, so it kind of goes like this:
"It's hard out here fo' a pimp.
Inny hinny hiney leeeeah fo some shrimp.
It's hard out here fo' a pimp.
Fizzy linda got no money fo' da rent."
Ok you people better be laughing at that, because I myself am rolling. Jenny, is this the kind of "funny" you were looking for??
Which brings me to another haiku moment:
Ludacris kicked ass.
Wearing Armani is cool.
Helena should've stayed home.
So I'm headed to California to attend my grandmother's service and make a pilgrimage to San Francisco, where I'm sure to spend all my money just trying to get across the bridge. But it will be fun even if I do wind up having to hitchhike back home because I sold my plane ticket for a trip across the Bay on the ferry and a latte at Starbucks. Hee hee hee. Any requests? I can pick up See's candy or sourdough bread or a crab or a keychain (but watch out, touristy souvenirs from SF will break you, so in true CA form, I'll be charging a 300% finder's fee.)
Comments, please...comments!!!
~J~
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