Wednesday, April 26, 2006

Just Have a Second...

Sorry I suck. I try to get on here, but I never can. Either my boyfriend is home, or I'm doing school stuff. These classes are kicking my ass. But I think I can ask my teacher if I can't come to school early some to update this thing on a lab computer. Off to work!


Thursday, February 09, 2006

I Met Mr. Belding!

So, a couple of posts ago, Undr asked, which Saved By the Bell character are you? I ended up being Jesse Spano. I kinda figured that.

But that's not the point of this post.

It got me thinking about the time I met Mr. Belding. I had forgotten about it until now.

Mr. Belding is from Chattanooga, and I have lived in the metropolitan area for about 16 years (I'm still technically in the metro area). He's always been at the Riverbend festival* and done some other things in the community. I suppose he's trying to ride out what little bit of his celebrity is left.

Well, I had a friend, Joel, who moved into my neighborhood when I was in 8th grade. So that's about 13 or 14 years old, right? Anyway, super cool guy, this Joel. I was friends with him all through high school. I had quite a few friends that dated him. He is a good-looking guy.

Of course, I was the one he'd call up, crying and drunk, to talk about them when they broke up.


Before Mr. Belding became Mr. Belding, he was a music manager/producer. Joel's step-father used to be in a band and was a studio performer. He knew the Mr. Belding.

So, one day, I go over to Joel's house and I see a very nice car in the driveway. When I ask him whose car it is, he tells me Dennis Haskings (sp.) is there.

Now, I didn't know who it was, and he told me it was Mr. Belding.

Holy shit!

At the time, I watched the show every morning before school. This is a show that I watched ever since I was about 8. I think at this time they were still making episodes of the sucky New Class series. It just wasn't the same.

So Joel introduced me, we exchanged pleasantries, and the guy started talking about how he is Mr. Belding. Did I ever watch the show? Do I know who he is?

(All this time, I'm thinking how could I NOT know who he is?!?!)

We established that I know him. I figured that would be the end of the conversation, seeing as how he was there to see Joel's stepdad. Not me.

He then went on for about 15 minutes about him being on the TV.

He is such an ass. His celebrity is the only thing he can manage to talk about.

Crazy, huh?

That kind of ruined the show for me. I've always thought of Mr. Belding being a nice, caring, funny guy. Guess what? I was wrong.

Oh well. I guess everything is better in TV world.

I should have asked him if he knew that Jesse Spano was going to end up a stripper. And on a great episode of L&O: SVU.

Before I end this post...remember the chemistry class that I have been trying to take for three quarters but the school just didn't have?

They have it now! I'm so excited! They found a teacher for the pharmacy classes! YEA! And the cool thing is, he only lives about 20 minutes away from me. I mean, I'm not going to go over to his house or anything, I just think it's cool.

*If you live anywhere near Chattanooga, this is the place to be during either the first or second week (I can't remember which) of June. Great music, great food, and plenty of poorly-dressed crazy rednecks to make fun of. It's a good thing.


Monday, February 06, 2006

Yea Snow!

I would like to first give an update on my hair situation. I said before that I ended up dying it black, even though it was supposed to be chocolate, but it still looked good. It faded into the perfect chocolate color. I love it. There will be pictures for comparison and a poll.

And, thank you for everyone's concern about my tendonitis. It's all better now and my legs are still intact.

Now on to some great news:

IT'S SNOWING!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Notice the chicken houses across the street. Stinky.

I can't believe it. I know this sounds like I've never seen it before, but it doesn't snow around here much. I was making my second pot of coffee* and looked out the window and I saw it. Beautiful, beautiful snow.

We've had a couple of flurries and dustings this year, but not an actual snow. This is the first real snow of the year.

It never fails. Everytime it snows in the South, there's always a quietness along with it. It's like the world stops. Even the chickens were quiet, which is a feat in itself.

This is the first time that most of our chickens have seen it because they were hatched this
time last year. It's always funny watching animals the first time they see snow. They just don't know what to think. A lot of the hens were trying to eat it.

It's accumulating on anything it can. Possibly even the roads? I could go for a snow day tommorrow. Absolutely.

This is my first "real" snow since I've been at the farm and it's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. There's just something so different than seeing it on houses and yard in a neighborhood or city. It seems so, organic? I don't know how to put it.

It makes me think of visiting my family in New York (Highland, across the river from Pookepsee [sp.]). My grandparents both immigrated to the US and lived on about 20 acres. There was a pond that froze over every year (even though I never skated. I've never ice skated anywhere.) and apple orchards.

I remember sledding through the orchards until Dad and I broke the sled on a tree. I remember Grandma buying me a new pair of snow coverall thingys every year because I outgrew them all the time (I haven't been up there since I was 7, when Grandpa died).

I remember digging tunnels through the snow.** And I've heard the story that I went missing for a while. Nobody could find me. I fell asleep in one of my tunnels.

And I remember the cookies that Grandma would make for me and my cousins (all four of us) smelling up the house. (Even though I would always eat an apple instead. What was wrong with me?)

Oh, and the nasty Hungarian food she would cook. Okay, some of it was pretty good, but some was disgusting. And almost all of it smelled bad. But I still miss the smell.

The snow also makes me think of growing up in Knoxville. We had colder winters back then. It always snowed.

I love it.

Too bad it's going to be followed by rain.

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This is the tree that almost got the house. What's holding it up? An old, rusty propane tank. At least it looks pretty now.

*Yes, I measure my intake by the pot. You do that when you get up at 5 am everyday.

** Why did anyone let me do this? It's dangerous. Kids have died this way.


Monday, January 30, 2006

I'm Feeling Silly!

Okay, I saw this on Undr's blog, and i just had to steal it. Especially because of the one about me being a wonder of the world.

Ten Top Trivia Tips about Carissa!

  1. On average, women blink nearly twice as much as Carissa.
  2. Originally, Carissa could not fly.
  3. Carissa is physically incapable of sticking her tongue out.
  4. Carissa can clean her ears with her tongue, which is over thirty-nine inches long!
  5. The fingerprints of Carissa are virtually indistinguishable from those of humans, so much so that they could be confused at a crime scene.
  6. In Chinese, the sound 'Carissa' means 'bite the wax tadpole'!
  7. Carissa is actually a vegetable, not a fruit.
  8. Carissa is the only one of the original Seven Wonders of the World that still survives.
  9. The Asteroid Belt between Mars and Jupiter is made entirely of Carissa.
  10. Carissa was declared extinct in 1902.
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They are right. I am one. It's nice that someone* has acknowledged this.

Now, here's my version:

Ten Top Trivia Tips about Carissa!

  1. On average,men blink nearly twice as much when Carissa walks by.
  2. Originally, Carissa could not fly, but she grew wings and charges for flights by the hour
  3. Carissa is physically capable of everything.
  4. Carissa can clean her ears with Q-Tips, but who can't do that?
  5. The fingerprints of Carissa are virtually indistinguishable from those of humans, so she can do whatever she wants and not get caught.
  6. In Chinese, the sound 'Carissa' means 'I'm rich, bitch!'**
  7. Carissa is actually a vegetable, not a fruit. Remember that, fellas.***
  8. Carissa is the only one of the original Seven Wonders of the World that still survives.****
  9. The Asteroid Belt between Mars and Jupiter is made entirely of Cap'n Crunch that only Carissa can eat. Sucks for you.
  10. Carissa was declared extinct in 1902, but like the Phoenix, rose from the ashes and flew away into the morning sun.*****
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Okay, now that's not what I originally planned to post. But it will work. I was going to write this piece about live in RFawn and just some other stuff, you know, serious reflecting and stuff, but I'm kind of in a silly mood (memorizing arteries and veins of the body since 5:30 this morning [test tommorrow] will do that to you). I suppose the serious stuff will have to wait. At least until I take the test.

*Other than me.

**I would like to take this time to thank Dave Chapelle. Thank you for giving me my favorite phrase to yell out. The people who call the house and get the wrong number as well as the telemarketor love it. Really. They love it more than when I tell them that I am Rick James, bitch.

***I. Couldn't. Help. It. Too. Easy.

****I had to leave that it. It's just too good.

*****Cheesy, I know. Give me a break. I'm running on limited sleep.


PS - One last thing. I was flipping through our copy of the Taber's Medical Dictionary. It is a pasttime of mine. Flipping through the Taber's. (Okay, really more like a way to pass the time. It's still amusing. Gross pictures and stuff.)

I found my new favorite word: retardate. One who is retarded. Retardate. I love it!