Saturday, November 25, 2006

gobble gobble

so what, you may ask, does a lonely vegetarian do in provo on thanksgiving?

well...i will tell you.

invited friends kat & autumn to nama's apartment to celebrate.
made lots of good meatless food.
ate until we died.
watched thanksgiving/christmas "will & grace" episodes.
slept happily through the night.

well...that's all.

WAIT...did she say meatless thanksgiving food? isn't that illegal in america? how did she achieve such an impossibly feat-ed feast? is goes:

nama made vegetable stuffing that included yellow squash, celery, carrots, onions, zucchini, spinach (which was promptly replaced with romaine lettuce because target apparently thinks spinach is still e-coli-ridden (now that's what i call communism)), various spices (tarragon, basil, thyme, sage, chives, salt, & pepper), and store bought bread crumbs (which are located on aisle 2, on your right, about yea high, according to "go-to man" who works at target).
nama also made baked macaroni.
autumn made butter squash cheese ravioli soup that had the butter squash, onions, cinnamon-y spices, cream, and was to die for.
kat brought cookies...which were also good. chocolate chip & dark chocolate chunk chocolaty goodness. perfect!
and we drank strawberry-pomegranate italian soda.

that's how you pull off a small, vegetarian thanksgiving, my friends...without the gobblings. even though my dad did say that vegetarian turkeys were available for me alongside the regular turkeys. yep! these turkeys were fed only vegetables. (thanks, dad.)
so i hope everybody's turkey day was as grand as mine, that you still feel full, but are still gorging yourself on left-overs like me, and that you are all excited as i am about this christmas season! ho ho ho!

Monday, November 20, 2006

i almost diiiied

near-death experience of the month

fellow secretary karen & i went out early this afternoon to do some christmas shopping for our department. ya know, candy apples, cute christmas cards with snowmen & snow globes, etc.

upon our return as we climbed the stairs back up to the office, i heard a crash...then a horror-movie scream...

i instrinctively ducked and ran for cover (good thing)...and let out a good scream, too. i turned around and found that the huge plastic light cover on the ceiling had hinged, yes hinged, off and was dangling at about the level of my head. rewind & replay:

crashing sound = light cover unhinging where no hinge exists
scream = karen fearing for my life
my cat-like reflexes = me avoiding an early death/living the rest of my life with a mangled face.

that thing was seriously this close to hitting my head:whew...another day, another lucky chance.

Friday, November 17, 2006

i double-dog dare you

thanks lincoln-by-way-of-kat for providing me with a spark of inspiration.

and, speaking of inspiration: for many of my teenage years, my best friend & i kept track of the first song we heard at the beginning of each new year. one year, it was "bohemian rhapsody" (sweet!), but one year, my 14th year, when i attended my first youth dance on new year's eve (even though i was only 13, but, because i would be 14 in a week, my dad let me go), the "dj" chose to play which horribly unfit slow song as the clock struck midnight? chicago's "you're the inspiration."

(so...i tried to post this video from youtube, but youtube's decided to be stupid today and not "recognize" my go here, and watch.)

kat, this one's for you. you are and have always been the punk rocker of my dreams.


I'm short: true
I have scars: true
I tan easily: false
I burn easily: sadly true
I wish my hair was a different color: false
I have friends who have never seen my natural hair color: false
I wear glasses or contacts: true...and, yes, i have HUGE PUPILS! (thanks, dr. eye doctor, for pointing that out to me today. now, i can live a full life of self-consciousness.)
I'm legally blind without them: false
I have 5 or more piercing: false
I have/had piercing in places besides my ears: false

I miss someone right now: ...i don't want to talk about it...

I've gotten divorced: false
I've had a crush on a teacher: awkwardly true
I've hugged a stranger: true
I like my bubble: true/false


I've laughed so hard I've cried: true
I've glued my hand to something: false (although my memory of kindergarten is pretty hazy.)
I've laughed till some kind of beverage came out of my nose: hmm...don't know for sure...

I've had my pants rip/drop in public: false, thus far. (knock on wood)
I was born with a disease/impairment: true, if you count my ABNORMALLY LARGE PUPILS...
I've sat in a doctor's office with a friend: true
I've had my wisdom teeth removed: false
I've had a serious surgery: false
I've had chicken pox: true

I've gotten lost in a city: true
I've seen a shooting star: true
I've wished on a shooting star: probably...stupid star...who do you think you are?
I've gone out in public in my pajamas: true
I've pushed all the buttons on an elevator: true
I've been to a casino: false, unless you count the Las Vegas airport
I've been skydiving: false
I've played spin the bottle: false
I've drank a whole gallon of milk in one hour: false...and i don't even want to think about it
I've been in a car crash: true
I've caught a snowflake on my tongue: true
I've sat on a roof top at night: true
I've played chicken: false
I've played a prank on someone: true!!
I've ridden in a taxi: false
I've seen the Rocky Horror Picture Show: true...hehe...
I've eaten Sushi: ew. false.

I own something from Hot Topic: err...true...
I own something I got on E-Bay: false
I own something from Abercrombie: am i a half-naked, scantily-clad young-ish model? no.
I own something from American Eagle: false
I own something from Anchor Blue: false

More Random:
I've stolen a tray from a fast food restaurant: false (i have stolen a centerpiece, however...)
I watch the news: false...i read the news
I curse regularly: false
I sing in the shower: true
I'm a morning person: ha! as false as false can be.
I have listened to more than 30 CD's in a day: huh. maybe?
I've worn pajamas to school: true
I know how to shoot a gun: false
I laugh at my own jokes: true
I am really ticklish: very true.
I play video games: false
I'm good at remembering names: false; faces? true.

and now it's your turn! post this on your blog...i double-dog dare you! and link it to my comments!

Sunday, November 12, 2006

the times...they are indeed a-changin'

Well, John the Baptist after torturing a thief
Looks up at his hero the Commander-in-Chief
Saying, "Tell me great hero, but please make it brief
Is there a hole for me to get sick in?"

The Commander-in-Chief answers him while chasing a fly
Saying, "Death to all those who would whimper and cry"
And dropping a bar bell he points to the sky
Saying, "The sun's not yellow, it's chicken"

Mama's in the fact'ry
She ain't got no shoes
Daddy's in the alley
He's lookin' for food
I'm in the kitchen with the tombstone blues


above is the verse from bob dylan's "tombstone blues" that i took my last blog title from. and, as you can see, i did a little switching around of my blog, and, with my new beta-googlized creation, i thought namabanana needed a new name. so i did some searching and, sticking with tradition, found the above dylan lyric. and to any of you who know the reference (and that doesn't include you, jess) i will award you handsomely with...

*sound the trumpets*
a herring! "i caught you a delicious herring"
ew, just kidding. what you'll really get is...
*exant flourish*

a life-size cardboard cut-out of Walter Wintchell! and to anybody who gets that reference...i will marry, no questions asked, on the spot. man, women, old, young...

ew. never mind.

instead, you may be treated to a flinestone push-up ice cream treat!

Wednesday, November 08, 2006

election day

i think we can all now breath a sigh of relief and call this election year a success.

Sunday, November 05, 2006

'cause i'm a good house keeper

i'm gonna take my broom and sweep all of the dirt out on the street
i'm cleaning out my whole house fast as i can
it's time to make everything spick and span


so what does one do on a lonley saturday night, you might ask?

clean her room.

and shamelessly watch "dallas cowboy cheerleaders: making the team". but we're not going to talk about that right now.

so, the room. well, to put it lightly, my room had taken on my "emotional baggage". literally. it had slowly but surely, over the past month or so, started to reflect my emotional/mental/crazy state, and lemme tell ya. it. was. a mess. but now, it's beautifully clean. like, mr. clean clean.

except for my bed. which i never make. but we're not going to talk about that one either.

i then spent the rest of my lonely night sitting back and enjoying my organizational skills and wondering where they had been all this time. i even hung all my necklaces on the wall over my dresser with nails. it's decorative and functional. i'm a genius!

except for that part where i totally stole the idea from a friend. but let's not talk about that.

so, in conclusion. clean room. better life. something fixed. still hanging on for dear life.


you've been hidding your little dirt all over this here place, i know you have
here's my chance baby to throw some mud in your face
'cause i'm a good house keeper
i'm gonna take my broom and sweep all the dirt out on the street
you're a dirty, dirty man
& i'm done with your dirty ways