Wednesday, June 30, 2010

Ah, daytime TV, how I have missed the crazy

For reasons I won't go into right now, I am sitting on the couch watching Steve Wilkos with a father and mother accusing their son's girlfriend of killing him (as opposed to him committing suicide). Oh, and they don't think the child involved is their son's biological child.

Let's watch what happens:
Girlfriend: "I had nothing to do with his death! I'm sorry, but your son had mental problems."
Dad: "Just because he was on one 72-hour hold doesn't mean he had mental problems!"

Dad: "Five glasses of vodka ain't nothing! People drink that all the time."
Steve: "Um, that's actually a lot to drink."
Dad: "Maybe for some people, but some people could take that."

Steve: "For that portion of the lie detector test, your answers were truthful."
Dad: "I don't know how you did it, but you beat the test."

Oh, and the kid was the son's child and the parent's would now like to help raise the boy. The mother is insisting the girlfriend go back to school and get on with her life, which is the first sensible thing I've heard from these parents.

Hopefully the dad will get off his boat of denial and figure out that if he wants to be angry, he needs to be angry at his son, not make up stories about other people so he can divert his anger elsewhere. Sometimes people think crazy things after someone they love dies because they can't stand the truth or need to run away from their grief and anger. It's easier to blame someone else and jump into a crusade than to feel all the sadness and pain. But that's all getting a little more serious than a discussion of daytime crazycakes.

Saturday, June 26, 2010

Random Thoughts

I got my first perfume oil from Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab, one of the Sins and Salvation set, Envy. I picked it blind by the description that sounded cool, so I immediately put some on to try it and I kinda dug it - what luck! Now, at the end of the day, I realize what it smells like on me - Ralph Lauren Safari. I have managed to blind-select a perfume oil that will make me smell exactly like my mother.

My car has been leaking water from under the dash for almost 2 weeks. At first, I couldn't figure out why my pant leg was getting a little damp in the front - did I spill something? Lean against the car? Then it dribbled out when I was wearing sandals. It was clearly water. After a few days, it started pouring out every time I turned right. When I finally got it in three days ago, they said the drain hole for the AC was clogged and they drained half a gallon of backed up water when they cleaned it out. But now my car is musty and stinky.

Jean diapers? Really?

Seeing a commercial with Tom Bosley makes me realize how young he and Marion Ross must have been when Happy Days was filming.

The new Twilight: Eclipse album is out and it rocks. Seriously, The Black Keys are my new find off it - dirty and funky, a bit of late 60s beatnik feel to it. Hot. Also try Florence + the Machine, UNKLE, or Bat For Lashes (they do an awesome duet with Beck for the movie). Yes, the movies may suck, but the music kills.

I read somewhere that using an antiperspirant in your pits will make you sweat more elsewhere. As I have again encountered my annual summer athlete's foot infection, which I usually can't seem to get rid of, I trying deodorant in hopes that my feet don't sweat as much. First I picked up the JASON Tea Tree deodorant, which was ok, but I found the crystal deodorant, which rocks (excuse the pun). You no longer have to buy a giant rock, you can buy a giant rock in the shape of a roll-on deodorant bottle. And I don't stink! Nor am I really sweating that much more, so no antiperspirant needed. And it's unscented, so no pitty rash for me! Super bonus.

I'm going to be trying some alternate methods for eradicating my athlete's foot this time too, as my kind (moccasin-style that covers the whole foot bottom) is the hardest to get rid of. So here it is - hydrogen peroxide rinse at night, thorough drying and Lamisil AT. I will also be washing all my socks and shoes with Borax to kill the infection there.

Saturday, June 12, 2010

Random Thoughts

Flushing the toilet does not mean you have cleaned the bathroom.

I hate tuna helper. So, apparently, do the children.

The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo, The Girl who Played with Fire, and The Girl who Kicked the Hornet's Nest are highly recommended.

AT&T and Apple have conspired to screw me out of an iPhone until November of this year, even though I now have familial permission and funds to buy one.

Pants and I have figured out why they will be allowing iPhone users to upgrade immediately if their upgrade is scheduled anytime this year - they want them to sacrifice their unlimited data plan for one of the slightly cheaper data plans that cap out at 2GB per month.

I am highly attracted to the metallic turquoise nail polish I bought and put on my toes.

The Hammer slept in her underwear for the first time last night. And woke up dry. She has also decided that pooping in the toilet is not a sign of the apocalypse, and it's actually a fabulous way to get M&Ms (or, num-a-nums).

We have not canceled the satellite TV yet, as the cable thieves want to charge us for "activation" per outlet to turn on cable channels in the house. Isn't it just, like, turning on the whole house? We're already wired for cable TV. So we've been sitting on it and haven't pulled the trigger yet.