While watching Rambo in Spanish tonight (a language my husband doesn't speak), he says "some movies just don't need words".
So true.
Thursday, May 08, 2008
Friday, April 25, 2008
It's a hard-knock life...
There was a guy in Staples the other day yelling many things...it was hilarious:
-can someone help me here!
-I need to make a copy & I don't know how to use these machines, you [the sales clerk] need to help me.
-It used to be so easy in the old days! You'd hand them a piece of paper, tell them how many copies you wanted made & it was done!
-What does someone have to do to get a copy made around here!!!
I wish I had a video.
-can someone help me here!
-I need to make a copy & I don't know how to use these machines, you [the sales clerk] need to help me.
-It used to be so easy in the old days! You'd hand them a piece of paper, tell them how many copies you wanted made & it was done!
-What does someone have to do to get a copy made around here!!!
I wish I had a video.
Madonna
Last time I checked...Madonna was from Michigan.
So, uh...why is she speaking with an English accent?
(Also here.)
So, uh...why is she speaking with an English accent?
(Also here.)
Sunday, January 06, 2008
Notes from a flight...
Ok, so it's been QUITE awhile since I've posted...but the holidays gave me plenty of fodder.
Here goes:
I love to observe, watch, notice, take note, & of course make fun of folks on flights...it's the best place to people watch.
On my & Joel's flight to El Paso for Christmas on December 18, 2007 we had an early morning flight to Chicago for a quick layover & then proceeded to El Paso. Our flight left at 7:55am & arrived in Chicago at about 9am, getting all of the 'suits' on the flight into Chicago just in time for that 10am business meeting.
Joel & I were quite tired & planned on getting a nice cat nap on the way to Chicago...yet, we couldn't really plan on that. There was one Suit who liked to talk quite loudly, making sure that everyone else on the flight knew she was there & what she thought of everyone she worked with, along with her other thoughts on life, love, politics, and cashmere.
She was just two rows behind us.
Just as the Flight Attendant was about to close the door & we would be requested to put on our seatbelts, I asked Joel if he could help me get a blanket from the overhead compartment. Joel, being the wonderful helper & chivalrous husband he is, got up & retreived a blanket, just above Ms. Suit. As he reached up & grabbed the item that would keep me warm & cozy for the first leg that began our holiday vacation, Ms. Suit made note of this & said to her friend in a low, hushed voice yet certain that she was loud enough that we could hear her:
(Picture her with me -- a well dressed woman, perfect hair, make-up, pumps, & Coach bag with that nice Upper East Side 'I can purchase anything I want' attitude & way of speaking...similar to Meryl Streep in Devil Wears Prada)
"You know, I can't use THOSE blankets anymore & I travel SO much that I bring my own. A $325 cashmere Vanity Fair blanket. Cashmere, it's SO soft & nice!!!"
I was about to turn around & ask Ms. Suit if I could borrow the aforementioned blanket, but instead I warmed up with my non-cashmere blanket & got some nice quick shut eye to begin what was a wonderful Christmas vacation with my new in-laws in TX.
Here goes:
I love to observe, watch, notice, take note, & of course make fun of folks on flights...it's the best place to people watch.
On my & Joel's flight to El Paso for Christmas on December 18, 2007 we had an early morning flight to Chicago for a quick layover & then proceeded to El Paso. Our flight left at 7:55am & arrived in Chicago at about 9am, getting all of the 'suits' on the flight into Chicago just in time for that 10am business meeting.
Joel & I were quite tired & planned on getting a nice cat nap on the way to Chicago...yet, we couldn't really plan on that. There was one Suit who liked to talk quite loudly, making sure that everyone else on the flight knew she was there & what she thought of everyone she worked with, along with her other thoughts on life, love, politics, and cashmere.
She was just two rows behind us.
Just as the Flight Attendant was about to close the door & we would be requested to put on our seatbelts, I asked Joel if he could help me get a blanket from the overhead compartment. Joel, being the wonderful helper & chivalrous husband he is, got up & retreived a blanket, just above Ms. Suit. As he reached up & grabbed the item that would keep me warm & cozy for the first leg that began our holiday vacation, Ms. Suit made note of this & said to her friend in a low, hushed voice yet certain that she was loud enough that we could hear her:
(Picture her with me -- a well dressed woman, perfect hair, make-up, pumps, & Coach bag with that nice Upper East Side 'I can purchase anything I want' attitude & way of speaking...similar to Meryl Streep in Devil Wears Prada)
"You know, I can't use THOSE blankets anymore & I travel SO much that I bring my own. A $325 cashmere Vanity Fair blanket. Cashmere, it's SO soft & nice!!!"
I was about to turn around & ask Ms. Suit if I could borrow the aforementioned blanket, but instead I warmed up with my non-cashmere blanket & got some nice quick shut eye to begin what was a wonderful Christmas vacation with my new in-laws in TX.
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