Seasonal Antics to Amuse You

JOEY AND MARIA'S WEDDING

Me painfully participating

I was invited to go to a dinner show with my boyfriend and his family in Anaheim. I was rather intrigued by the idea of live entertainment while dining, it would be an interesting 4D experience. Little did I know that this show was going to be interactive and that everyone is forcefully encouraged to participate. Joey and Maria's wedding is the of a stereotypical Italian family wedding. The cast immerses you in the show and ever so lightheartedly involves you in the story line, weather you want to or not. No one was safe from participation. In all honesty it was fun to watch others participating, but for some reason certain people were picked on a little more than others. Lucky for me I was one of those people. I don't know what it is about me that screams I enjoy being embarrassed in front of strangers but those actors could sense it. Almost every time I tried to sit down another thespian would simply swoop me up and reel me back out to the front of the room. It was as though they had some sort of radar to detect escape. I was merely a little rabbit running from a flock of hawks. In addition to learning the steps to the ABBA song 'Dancing Queen,' I was able to share an awkward intimate moments with the a cast member where he proceeded to explain to me how much he was embarrassed of his current career path. The humiliation didn't end there for me though. I was one of three lucky ladies who was given fake hundred dollar bills so that I could "pay" for sweaty men to dance around me while apologizing. Lucky for me this night was all captured with my own camera so that I could not forget the wacky situations. All in all it was a different experience that made for a good story and a priceless expression on my face.
  
HALLOWEENER

For the past five years I've been going to the West Hollywood Costume Carnival. And every year I dazzled by the creativity of the attendees. This year was particularly fun for me because I got to dress up with my significant other in a couples costume. We were the classic loony tunes characters Wile E. Coyote and the Road Runner. These costumes were both unique and challenging and I am personally delighted by the way they turned out. I spent dozens of hours on them and with the priceless help of my boyfriend we conjured up a pair of killer costumes that are going to be hard to top for years to come. Most of the time were easily recognized, but there were those few people who needed us to explain our costumes to them. I was mistaken for the Aflack duck early in the night by a semi elderly individual and I was sure to correct him in my most annoyed tone. There were so many other wonderful costumes at the carnival. We saw lot's of men dressed up as trapped Chilean miners, life size marionettes, Ursula the evil sea which, and designer purse costumes. All in all good times were had, I don't think that I will ever out grow a WeHo Halloween Carnival. 


RANDOM OBSERVATIONS

For those of you who are unaware, I enjoy going to the gym and taking advantage of their many fitness classes. For as long as I can remember my impressions of the different instructors has been unique for each person. In fact the more classes I took the more I saw how each instructor had a different approach to motivation. I suppose that have a career as a group fitness instructor you would have to have a special type of personality. You would have to have an abundance of energy and exude confidence. One instructor at the gym I frequent has the habit of answering her own statements in a cartoon voice. She also repeatedly makes the sounds when counting down during a set during a work out. The sound she makes is the same that a person would make after drinking a refreshing beverage.You know the one "ahhhh". After each number she would make that sound. "Ten, ahhh, nine, ahhh, eight, ahhh...."  One instructor would speak with a lot of positive energy and then at the end of a set of exercises she would switch into a deep voice and would say "FINISH IT!" I remember one particular male instructor that had a large following of women who would scream for him, try to dance with him, and practically throw their sports bras at him.
The instructors are fun to watch but not as fun as some of the other gym attendees. It is not until you watch the strange rituals some people have while working out that you truly start to appreciate individuals for their quirks. Like the man who hums to himself on the elliptical machine or the woman who makes inappropriate noises in the weight room. Then there are the guys who can't stop checking themselves out in the mirror, and then there is me who doesn't quite know how to use all of the equipment but I pretend that I do until someone else corrects me. 

THE UNSUNG HERO OF CHRISTMAS

With out a doubt one of the most prominent figures associated with Christmas is Santa Claus. Rudolf, Frosty, and the baby Jesus get lots of recognition. They are, as one may refer to them, the rock stars of Christmas. But people seem to forget about Mrs. Claus, sweet Mrs. Claus. She is truly the unsung hero of the season. She lets her husband have all the glory and never complains. She even has to listen to other women sing songs about seducing her husband (Santa Baby). Mrs. clause has to live in a frozen wonderland and can never go on vacation for Christmas. As far as I can tell the Claus' have no children, but they are surrounded with elves. Just the simple fact that children and elves are similar in stature has to make her imagine all of her non existent children. It is time that Mrs. Claus had a the proper tribute that she is owed like a song, or a movie, even a dance named after her. Does anyone even know her first name?! Think of all the countless batches of cookies she has to bake and  the reindeer poop she must have to pick up! Don't forget about Mrs. Claus because she is what Christmas is all about unselfishness.

AS THE NEW YEAR APPROACHES IT MAKES ME REALIZE HOW LUCKY I AM TO BE ABLE TO HAVE AN OUTLET FOR MY RANDOMNESS. THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH FOR READING MY BLOG AND I HOPE THAT YOU ENJOY READING IT AS MUCH AS I ENJOY MAKING IT. HAPPY NEW YEAR FROM SAUCY IN THE CITY!!!

Surely You Knew

Why is this a thing?

Do you ever find yourself with an item and you wonder how we as a society came to accept or need this specific thing? Well I do. The mind works in mysterious ways and mine is no exception. On a recent wondering session my mind found its way to thinking about stockings, pantyhose if you will, anyways what's the point of them? Why were they invented? Besides the women at your local Hooters who actually has a need for them? They are poorly manufactured, easily destructible, and itchy as hell. I for one say down with these uncomfortable and obviously socially imposed items and up with natural showing legs. Whether you are pale, hairy, or in need of lotion natural showing legs are the way to go!






Random Facts For Your Everyday Life (Stupid Laws)
* In California animals are banned from mating publicly within 1,500 feet of a tavern, school, or place of worship.

* In the city of Blythe: You are not permitted to wear cowboy boots unless you already own at least two cows.

* In Arizona: When being attacked by a criminal or burglar, you may only protect yourself with the same weapon that the other person possesses.

* In Alaska It is forbidden to push a moose out of a plane which is in motion, it is against the law to look at a moose from an airplane, it is considered an offense to feed alcoholic beverages to a moose


* In New York: A person may not walk around on Sundays with an ice cream cone in his/her pocket.

Beach Going

Being a southern California native I have a special bond with the beach. I enjoy lounging and tanning and even the occasional dip in the water. But ever since I was a small child my least favorite part of the beach is the sand. The sand that gets in everywhere and on everything. On a recent trip to the beach a group of friends who are very athletic wanted to play multiple rounds of beach volleyball. Against my better judgment I decided to join in on the first game. I am a person who enjoys being active and I have a competitive streak as well so the decision was not a difficult one to make. However once I actually began to play I realized that I had definitely made a bad decision for myself. First of all women were not meant to wear string bikinis while playing volleyball. So to avoid exposing myself I had to put my shorts and tank top back on, which helped me tremendously to gather more sweat. And in turned I was able to maintain my awkward tan that I have spent most of this summer perfecting. Next is the diving. Yes the diving into the sand so that you can save the ball and be a great team player. While it is a selfless act in theory the reality is that once you have done the deed your body appearance and feelings are not the same for the rest of the day. The results could be endlessly miserable. You run the risk of getting injured to the point of bleeding, getting sand in your mouth (which never seems to be entirely gone until days later), sand in your eyes, and sand in your suit (also notoriously difficult to get rid of). The latter of which is my biggest pet peeve. And lucky for me I was actually able to achieve this act while playing. I was highly uncomfortable for the rest of the game. I was not able to recover by taking a trip to the ocean, some things are only fixed with a real shower. I did however reinforce a valuable lesson that sand does not need to ever make contact with certain parts of my body. New realizations were made that beach volleyball should be left to the professionals and I learned that I would never want to be recruited to make pearls. 

Am I too old? 

Earlier this year I went to watch Iron Man 2 in a movie theater in Monrovia on a Friday night. Naturally the theater was packed and my boyfriend and I ended up having to sit in the very last row in the corner. Next to us there was a group of teenage kids who we extremely inappropriate. The kids could not have been much older than 16 by the looks of them but they acted like  filthy adults. About four of them got up a third of the way through the movie and left one couple behind. The four leavers didn't even return until the last ten minutes of the movie. The couple that stayed started kissing and groping each other and hardly ever came up for air. They were not even phased by the fact that they were in a public place and sitting relatively close to us and we could clearly tell what they were doing, and where their hands were disappearing to. I know that the movies have always been a place for tom foolery but this behavior crossed a line to me. Is this a generational thing? Am I too old to appreciate the art of a public groping session? Maybe I'm old fashion but isn't that what the back seat of cars are for? All I know is that those kids all wasted their money because they didn't even watch the movie, and that to me is a tragedy.
 

Thanks For Holding

This Blog Will Not Become My Bedazzler

Hi everyone,

I know that it has been a minute since my last blog post and you are probably lost without my blog's silly and unique take on life. None the less, I wanted to let you all know that I really do love to write this blog (especially if others are actually reading it). So... I am newly determined to continue the upkeep of this blog for your reading and laughing pleasure. Blogging is my new thing and unlike other things I have tried in the past I really want to stick with it. I am trying my hardest so that this blog does not go the way of my bedazzler, clarinet lessons, tap classes, and rock collection. All of which I eventually lost interest in and discontinued my involvement with. Since the last time I have blogged I have had different experiences witch have directed my life's metaphorical boat on yet another alternate route. I went from one job to no job then to three jobs all while trying to maintain my sanity over all the stress. The most recent experiences with my family and friends have made me appreciate even more how much variety is the spice of life, and reminded me of how much I enjoy new adventures. So to the readers of Saucy in the City I would like to say....Thanks for holding for me while life happened!

Preemptive Dating

Some people are too picky when it comes to dating, they will disregard any potential mate for any superficial thing. He/She does not meet height requirements, hang nail, small quirky habits. Obviously those people are way too picky and will not be able to find someone easily that lives up to their ridiculous standards. But what do we do when someone comes along that we enjoy and find acceptable to date and we find out something that could be a deal breaker? How do you know when something is a deal breaker or when something should be over looked?
Certain things are obvious like someone who has no job (by choice) in addition to no direction in life and it all stems from their own sheer laziness. Another warning sign could be someone who does not ever wear shoes. The end result for those people is generally some kind of disease contracted from the sick things on the ground. Keep in mind that a few differences are to be expected in a potential partner but grandiose contrast will eventually lead to the demise of the relationship. There is a cliché that states "opposites attract" but know that attraction is only one part of a relationship, usually in the beginning, the actual cliché that is a more accurate reflection of real life is "birds of a feather flock together". Making wise choices in the beginning of affiliation with another person can save you of lots of grief and time.

Yeah I Did That
When I mailed my first instalment of informational letters to EDD I did something that was totally me. This letter was meant to be sent out with in a certain time frame. I received it on a Thursday and filled in the necessary information sometime over the weekend and had it in the mail on Monday morning.  Tuesday morning I received the very same letter that I had sent out on Monday. This was due to the fact that when I folded the letter to place it in the envelope I put my own address showing in the window. So as embarrassed as I was I just had to laugh at my own retardedness. I had to walk to my local post office and buy more stamps since I had wasted my last stamp on the letter to myself.

Random Facts For Your Everyday Life

* Flossing regularly can increase your life expectancy by six years.

* The name Wendy was made up by the author of Peter Pan.

* Hummingbirds can't walk.




Gear Grinders

Women who get dolled up to go to the gym. I mean seriously why bother if your supposed to be sweating there is no point in wearing heavy make up and outfits that match with your tennis shoes. I go to the gym looking like a dirty dish rag sometimes. I can appreciate not dressing like a bum for the gym but putting way too much effort into a look that is almost sure to go unnoticed my the narcissistic meat heads is a complete  waste of time. And not to mention make up. What happens when you sweat?! That mascara and foundation have a melting effect that is definitely not doing a thing for you visually. So if you're one of those dolly women please do us all a favor and resist the urge to tease, tweeze, paint, and style yourself so that you can focus on getting a good workout.

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CLUB REVIEW
In Alhambra off of Main Street there is a three story building dedicated to the art of dance. The Granada is a combination dance school and night club where you can learn an array of dances from ballroom to tango and put them into practice. The Granada has dance class packages that are available for purchase witch are based on the experience level of the class. Private lessons are also offered as an add on to the packages. They even offer a monthly punch card option witch would allow you to take a variety of classes. On Friday nights you can take a salsa class in the evening then stay until the club closes at 2 a.m. all on the same dime. They even had a live Salsa band when I went there! The club also serves giant fishbowl drinks for everyone’s enjoyment which is sure to make all the patrons feel like they are better dancers.






















WHERE I FELL SUNDAY
More like where did I not fall?! I ate snow all over the bunny slopes of mountain high while attached to a snowboard. My body bent and flipped like I never imagined or would have wanted it to. I plowed into an 8 year old (totally his fault!) and I even ran into some older lady on skies, who was either really rude or a mute. It was only my second attempt at learning how to snowboard, but according to a certain water pig I am improving. And technically I was able to cut down the amount of times that I fell on the way down the hill from 10 to 2 by the end of the day. I really enjoyed the getting better part a lot more than the eating snow and multiple bruises parts. I definitely need more practice and lucky for me I have a really good teacher who only laughs a little bit and is very encouraging.



















ANIMALS IN COSTUME
Aren't they just too fabulous for words?! I would like to introduce Lady Puffy Stuff and Prince Buckabee Frito Lay of South Willmington Pepertoshville.

RANDOM FACTS FOR YOUR EVERY DAY LIFE
Today’s theme is Day Light Savings Time
(Why do they call in day light savings time if we are not really saving it for a later date? If anything it should be called wasting day light time since one of the main reasons we have it is so that we can use up even more of the daylight.)

* It is technically called Day Light Saving Time (no S)
* In 2005 GWB increased DLS time by four weeks.
* Occasionally small riots are started by bar patrons when they lose an hour of drinking. Sound familiar?

YEP I DID THAT
Last week while putting the latest treasures that I purchased at Costco in the trunk of my car I bruised my left shoulder. Yes I hit myself with the hatchback trunk door and now the bruise is green. No applause necessary thank you very much. Just thought I’d let you all know so that you don’t think that I am being abused by anyone other than myself as usual.

FUN THINGS TO KNOW
If you put peeps in the microwave for no more than 12 seconds they will expand and heat up and be even more delicious.

From The Mind and Desk of *V*

NEW EXPERIENCES
I made my way to the elevator and up to the eleventh floor with the other lucky people selected to be on the jury panel that morning. When we arrived at the court room a sign on the door read “stay in hallway await further instructions”. My heart raced and my palms began to sweat, the stress of what may happen in the passing hours made me feel ill. After what felt like a life time someone finally came out and greeted us. She was a court aid who issued each of us numbers to put in place of our juror badges to identify and dehumanize us at the same time.

We, the lucky 35, filled into the court room and were seated in numerical order inside the jury box as well as in the orchestra section of the courtroom. The presiding judge decided that it was time for us to hear the second speech of the day about the importance of fulfilling our civic duties. When he spoke and explained the outline for the days proceedings he used simple vocabulary. Also we were made aware of the charge against the defendant (alleged possession and intent to sell of illegal narcotics) and an estimated time for the total duration of the trial if we were to be selected. All the while the potential jurors sat glancing to the back of the room where the clock was mounted on the wall. At noon we were all excused for an hour and a half lunch and when we returned it was Q and A time.

What is your age, occupation, marital status, city of residence, do you have prior jury service, etc. And finally do you believe you have the ability to be a good juror and be impartial. The excuses and arguments that the judge had to put up with were too funny. He even said that picking a jury on a Friday afternoon was extremely different from picking a jury on a Monday. Apparently the excuses and outlandish remarks fly freely on Fridays.







Because the case was a criminal case it was also imperative that the judge find out what everyone’s status or connection to criminal activities were if any. (I.E. have you or anyone you know ever been charged with a crime?) This is a little rediculous to me because who doesn't know someone who in the course of their lives has not been arrested, gotten a DUI, or punched a cop?!

It quickly became clear to me those potential jurors who did not want to be chosen because they would tell elaborate tales on why they were unsuited for JD. They would say things like “I hate criminals” and “I don’t think I can be impartial” when they had merely been asked to reply to the questions in a tiny matter. One man even said that he thought marijuana should be for all purposes legal because it is a “soft drug” as he called it. He also wanted to let everyone know that he believed that Opium was a soft drug.

At the end of the day I was never asked any questions and the 12 jurors and two alternates were chosen from the first 30 people from the panel. All in all it was not such a bad day and I did learn some stuff about the court systems as a few perks for jurors. Free admission to the Mocha Museum with juror badge, 15 dollars a day for the duration of the trial (if you are selected), free MTA passes, and the opportunity to perform your civic duty!

RANDOM FACTS FOR YOUR EVERY DAY LIFE

* The pope's official barber, who cuts only the pope's hair, earns an annual salary equivalent to $250,000 (US).

* "Bingo," which is spelled/clapped repeatedly in the traditional children's song, is actually the name of the man - not the dog.

* The original Manhattan cocktail was garnished with a drop of blood.

GLAMOUR PUSS
My new favorite book and number one on my need to have it list is Glamour Puss. It is a collection fabulous photography featuring sultry felines decked out in their best wigs. Yes that’s right. Cats in Wigs! Each cat has more model attitude than the last and I couldn’t stop cracking up at the sight of these charming specimens. I highly recommend it to everyone.






















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CRAIGSLIST FUN

Sometimes at work I look up random things on craigslist just for fun. Several of the postings are truly mind-boggling (Example: Live in Love Slave In Exchange For Room and Board) and the free things people are giving away are accompanied by an arbitrary story about why they are giving it away. Once I saw two pinball machines and an arcade sized pac man video game that a woman going through a divorce was giving away.


















Her explanation was that her soon to be cheating ex husband had bought the arcade games for his game room and if she sold them she would be court ordered to give him 50% of the profits in the divorce. However, if she gave these items away for free she would not have to give him any money to compensate for his loss. Oh women are so resourceful and clever! But those kinds of things are what makes craigslist a good resource for cool things. Just watch out for that love slave stuff.





DRUNK FEET
We all know the effects of alcohol when taken orally. But did you know that the effects of alcohol can also be absorbed through the skin? In other words you could become intoxicated by soaking body parts in liquor. I have conducted massive amounts of research (and by research I mean made up facts and drawn my own conclusions) that you would be able to put your feet in a bucket of liquor and absorb the ethyl and be intoxicated. So you should throw a party where all of the guests soak their feet in liquor! It is sure to be gobs of fun!







GEAR GRINDERS
I do not appreciate the angry message on my voicemail from the dentists’ office.
Geez lady you should have called me to remind me that I had an appointment with the dentist yesterday. I did make the damn thing like 6 months ago. Lighten up! You judgment is way harsh. Oh sorry going to the dentist is not even on my list of super awesome things I have to do. Can anyone blame me when my more recent experiences there have not been more painful and drawn out for me than pleasant? Now I don’t want to go just to spite you receptionist! That is all.

March Weekend Madness

Where I Fell Today (Not really today but Saturday)
As rainy and gloomy as it was on Saturday morning I was up and about at 7:45 completing various errands on my to do list. After being dropped off by the vanpool service provided by the Toyota dealership while my car was in for minor service maintenance I felt very accomplished and ready to take on my next task. As I galloped up the metallic three tiered stair case of my local gym very excited for life and the turbo kick boxing class that I take on Saturdays, the tip of my shoe found its way under the lip of one of the stairs and I propelled myself face forward to my own horror.
Luckily I have years of experience with falling both up and down stairs and my usually turtle slow reflexes were kicked into retarded cat mode and I was able to use both of my hands to absorb most of the impact and prevent full frontal damage to my body. To my surprise and delight there was absolutely no one in sight who saw my misstep but being me and wanting to let everyone know that I fell I had to let it be known in print.











Things About Stuff
Every now and then you have to step back and take a look at your life and ask yourself am I lonely being alone? It comes as no surprise to anyone that in our society there is a certain stigma that is associated with being single. Some cannot even fathom the idea of not being part of a relationship while others cannot imagine being tied to someone else by choice. And still there are people who will stay in a relationship with someone for a long period of time who is not right for them at all and does not make them happy. When it comes to relationships is it better to be safe then sorry? Every one deserves happiness and to be the light of someone else’s life. Please don’t settle for someone who thinks you’re any less then that because then you will truly be sorry.

And Now For Something Completely Different
Hey remember nano pets and snap bracelets?
Yeah me too! I wonder if things like that would ever be on a future episode of The Antiques road show and be worth massive amounts of money? Hmmmm think about it!






















Bungalow Club Review
So Friday night the place to be was The Bungalow Club on Melrose to celebrate my good friend Rickie’s 23rd birthday. This club had an identity crisis. The interior is a mix of Arabian lounge with Chinese Buddhist accents, randomly placed support poles, and metal ceiling fans. The DJ of the night did not seem to have much experience with blending songs into each other so the musical flow was non existent and really more of a start and stop kind of deal. Apparently the DJ only has hip hop music on her iPod because she played nothing else. Now I enjoy classic as well as new hip hop just as much as the next person but I also like to mix it up with top forties and even eighties music. Because isn’t the mark of a good DJ is their ability to And although I have heard that this club is not of the rainbow persuasion this particular night was chock full of glitter and scantily clad Go Go boys. Imagine the shock of my hetero boyfriend when he had to witness a live action man on man thrust-a-thon. Now he knows how I feel at Jiu Jitsu tournaments when I see the all the sweaty rolling action (awkward turtle status) But seriously he was a good sport. On a scale of one to ten I give The Bungalow Club a 5.2 because it was not the worst spot to go to but I know I would not do a happy dance if I had to go back.

Gum Flavor of the Day
Extra Fruit Sensations: Mango Smoothie its sugarfree goodness!

Gear Grinders
People who have outrageously embarrassing laughs. What I’m really trying to convey here is someone who only has one laugh for everything from knock knock jokes to stand up comedians. The laugh is always super loud and obnoxious like a donkey laugh, or an evil villain laugh (where they throw back there heads and twirl their mustaches in between their thumbs and index finger kind of thing). Sometimes people wheeze and make funny faces as well. I understand that most of the times the way that you laugh is not something you can control and it can even be a hereditary thing but I just think do these people ever hear themselves and fail to be mortified at their own hideous noises? If not I urge everyone who knows someone like this to record it and find the least rude way to play it back to them so that they can do something about it right away. And then let me know how it went by commenting on the blog in the comment section below. Good luck and Godspeed!



That Drag Queen Was A Drag
So on Saturday night was the drag show/birthday party of a friend’s mother at Bar Eleven in West Hollywood. The drag queen that was featured is named Eva Diamond. She was not at all the entertainer I hoped she would be and if she had to lip sync for her life she would die. First of all her show was not interactive and her personality was lacking that extra umph and pizzazz that you want in a good drag queen. She only had two outfit changes in her performances. Plus she almost tripped when her stripper shoe tried to escape from her massive foot. Even though the Queen was a flop she still deserves the credit for globing on the makeup and tucking her man pieces away plus the money that was raised went to a good cause. The music at eleven for the remainder of the night was very good and all in all me and my posse had a good time.






































Restaurant Mention and Review
The Stinking Rose in Hollywood has been a unique dining experience in Beverly Hills for many years their menu is has one basic theme GARLIC and lots of it. The location is decorated in a contemporary Italian motif. Each table set up in the main dinning room is set up with its own small tent and curtains which makes the dining experience just a little more private and fun. For dinner I ordered the Silence of the Lamb Shank and Javier had the Garlic Boneless Short Ribs. The meat was slow cooked to fall off the bone perfection we didn’t even need the steak knives provided. The service was impeccable and from the food came out promptly even though the restaurant was far from empty. After the dinner we also ordered the famous garlic ice cream topped with chocolate sauce. While there is no trace of a garlic scent in the ice cream itself its quite similar to vanilla but there is a hint of sweetened garlic in the aftertaste. The chocolate sauce was a bit too strong for my taste and it smelled like a stinky fancy cheese. Javie said that he didn’t like it very much at all and that it tasted too much like the dinner. I highly recommend this restaurant to any one who likes the taste of garlic and may need to warn off vampires for a night.
(Price $$s <- not a typo just half a dollar sign)

Ready set Blog!

Thanks for taking the time to come here and read my first solo blog ever! Those of you who already know me know what I’m about…those of you who don’t know me very well are soon to find out!




Stuff About Things
Does RuPauls Drag Race on Logo have you secretly wishing to see a drag show? Well here is your opportunity this Saturday there will be a drag show at bar 11 in West Hollywood on Santa Monica Blvd. Optional $5 donation at the door as well as a portion of the proceeds that are spent on beverage consumption will be donated to the Whittier/Rio Hondo Aids Project. I will be there this Saturday night March 3rd with glitter because that’s how I roll. Here is one of the flyers for the event.















Random Facts For your Every Day Life!
* Strawberries are Asexual they do not need to be pollinated to reproduce. In other words strawberries clone themselves! So don't be a strwberry go out and get youself some!(If you don’t believe me check it out for yourself)
http://www.gardenguides.com/75949-strawberry-plants-reproduce-asexually.html

* Red and Yellow are the colors that are most likely to trigger hunger while the color blue is an appetite suppressant.





Gear Grinders
Here is something that really grinds my gears….
Movies that trick you following some intricate plot only to have a surprise ending that makes watching the whole movie a waste of time. Please don’t string me along through this movie while I take notes on the possible suspects and or the conspiracy plot only to reveal at the end that it was all a dream or that the main character is either dead, crazy, or a dog. The whole term will be known as a Mind F*ck….It makes me confuzzled (confused and puzzled) I’m just saying (JS) jeez.



Current Favorite Animal in a Costume Picture
Awe!!!!! Or so cute it makes me want to puke.



















I Call it News
Announcement of a film based on the classic 1960’s TV show Gilligan’s Island. The studio execs are currently contemplating witch actors they would like to play each of the signature rolls.




Quote!
Its not talking smack if its true. So remember kids the truth can sometimes hurt especially when the truth is you stink.























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