I got a good chuckle over this one. Even snorted out loud.
Monday Republican presidential hopeful John McCain picked up the endorsement of Latino hip-hop artist “Daddy Yankee.” Who?? Apparently I’m out of the loop because the young ladies in the audience sure knew who he was. Watch the video. Their faces go from stoic while McCain is speaking to needing smelling salts to come to from near-fainting spells when they found out “Daddy Yankee” was there. Even funnier? Watch McCain and imagine what’s going through his mind.
“Who the heck IS this guy?” (Let me check my cue card) “What is he doing here?” “What am I doing here?” “And why is this guy stealing my show?” Take a looki!
When the nation waits to see if Punxatawnie Phil sees his shadow on Groundhog Day, we look to “Clawed” the Crawfish to predict if we’ll have an early spring. And apparently New Jersey is in on the game, looking to animals to make predictions — with its “Roach Derby.” Last week, the 15th “Roach Derby” at Rutgers University pitted two Madagascar Hissing Roaches against each other in a race down a six-foot-long track. One represented John McCain; the other, Barack Obama. The roach representing McCain came from behind to win the race in less than five seconds.
Here’s the interesting part of the story. ‘Supposedly’ the winner of this roach race has been accurate 86% of the time. Not that I’d guess anyone would bet the presidential election on cockroaches.
First, it was Don’s Seafood and Steakhouse. Then, we get word Kon Tiki and On The Border are closing. And Savoie’s is shutting down its restaurant and focusing solely on catering. I hate we’re losing several of our good restaurants. Several of them have cited fewer customers and rising food costs. I don’t think we’ve seen the last of the closures. The Louisiana Restaurant Association says 70% of us are dining out less because of the economy. I admit we’re eating at home more. What about you?
Our lesson for the day? Don’t flash a bikini-clad barista! A woman working in a Washington state coffee shop says a man went through the drive-thru three times wearing women’s underwear and fondling himself. Well, as they say, the third time’s the charm. The last time he drove up, this bikini-clad barista threw boiling water on his face and chest. And here’s the kicker! She says he said “Oooh yeah!” before driving off. He apparently liked it. He didn’t come back, though!
Ever have one of those days that just seems to revolve around food? Again, I blame it on the rain.
It began this morning with a stale oatmeal cookie at the assignments desk. It had been a bad morning and it was early in the game. I eat when I’m stressed. Then, morningguyed.com brings me a mocha from Starbucks. We THEN proceed to McDonald’s. We’d been craving a big breakfast for two days. (I blame the rain on that!) I didn’t bat an eye at polishing off everything but the biscuit. I’m saving that for later!
You’d think I wouldn’t be hungry after that but NO! I come back from a story and there’s pizza in the newsroom. I polish off a couple of slices. Now I’m thinking of what I’m gonna cook for dinner. I’m quite sure I’ve gained 3 lbs today. I refuse to get on the scale tomorrow morning. Maybe for the next couple of days. I’ll just have to haul my rear to the gym the rest of the week and try to get back in the game — and eating my Lean Cuisines!
Are you having as hard of a time getting motivated today as I am? Don’t get me wrong. I absolutely love the rain — if I can stay at home, curled up on my sofa, reading or watching TV. But instead, I’ve been trying to crank out today’s news. So how have you tried to beat the rainy day blues?
Admit it. It’s happened to most women and many men. A hair cut or color that did NOT turn out like you were expecting!
I’ll start first. My hair has been pretty much every color except for black and green. There was the time I was going to dye it “Tahitian Blonde” for a concert. It was ’supposed’ to wash out after one shampoo. It did not. And it turned my hair red.
In the category of bad cuts: I’d just told the stylist I wanted to grow out my hair. In the next breath, she told me how she’d just seen Meg Ryan in “French Kiss” and loved her hair. I left looking like a plucked chicken.
Then, the worst. My BF in college decided she liked my hair blonde. She’d been frosting it and decided this time, she’d smear all the goop on my hair and rub it in like shampoo instead of pulling it through the cap. I had Cyndi Lauper orange hair. No lie. The next day, when I went to the salon, they told me there was a good possibility it would break at the root when they colored it. Thank God it didn’t, but my hair was so porous it was three different shades of brown. And it took forever to grow the color off.
Now it’s your turn to fess up. Had any bad do’s in your day? An editor’s note: This is what my hair looks like in the morning!
Kids may be groaning about going back to school but I know a few parents that are ready to push them out the door after a long summer!
This weekend you’ll see parents (like me) making that last-minute mad dash to buy all the school supplies their kiddos need, taking them for haircuts, buying new shoes, uniforms, etc. Can ya say cha-ching, cha-ching, cha-ching!?
So how much have you had to shell out so far? What are you looking forward to about the new school year? And what do you dread? One thing I’m not looking forward to for sure — homework!
Ever wondered if someone was ‘into’ you? A recent article outlined the cues to look for if you’re having trouble deciphering the other sex. Think there are some they missed? Here’s the chance for all you Romeos and Juliets to fill in the blanks.
First, five signs She’s into you:
1. She tilts her head. 2. She takes a sip when you take one. 3. She twirls her hair. 4. She gets a glow. 5. Her pupils dilate. (is that really because of you? lol)
Now, five signs She’s not so enamored:
1. She crosses her arms. 2. She places her bag between you two. 3. She speaks faster than an auctioneer. (Hey! give the girl a break! It could be nerves!) 4. She offers you a “chin-up” smile. (apparently a full-on toothpaste grin or stiff and polite smile mean she doesn’t really dig you) 5. She strokes her neck.
Here are the 5 signs He’s into you:
1. He closes the distance. (moving closer indicates desire) 2. He speaks softly. 3. He rounds his posture. (particularly when talking close-up, he ’rounds’ or softens his body language) 4. He talks slowwwly. (not because she’s slow but men talk more slowly when they’re attracted to someone. 5. He can’t take his eyes off you (in a good way — not like a stalker. Just more like “wow, you’re amazing.”
Signs He’s not:
1. He’s four feet away. 2. He stands at an angle. 3. He talks to you like you’re someone at the office. 4. He stares at your mouth. (Okay, that’s kinda creepy!) 5. He pulls away or steps backwards when you lean closer.
Okay, this post was inspired by a conversation I had with KTBS meteorologist and cat lover Mark Rowlett. He told me to keep his kitty cats from getting a hairball, he doesn’t bother buying the expensive remedies at the pet store. He just gives them a teaspoon of Crisco and it does the trick.
And since I’ve now been pegged a “redneck” by LOL and noted for my prowess behind a tiller, I figured “what the heck.” I might as well just show my country roots. You see, my grandma was a Bible-toting, God-fearing teetotaler. But when she got a cough, she’d mix up a concoction of honey, lemon juice and whiskey. It sure kicked a cough — at least temporarily! And when her arthritis acted up, she’d soak raisins in whiskey and eat a handful a day. She and my grandpa were convinced it worked.
So have you heard of any homeopathic remedies that work? The Crisco was a new one for me!
