Happy New(ly shorn toe nail) Year!!

So I finally decided to clip my jacked up toe nails last night.  Nobody ever sees my feet, so I feel no compunction to keep them at all presentable.  This hard-as-diamonds clipping came off of my big toe.  It had started snagging on the elastic in my socks so something had to give. (This picture makes me want to get my palm read...)

I'll be ringing in the New Year at the newly reprieved Spotlight Bar.  Yes, it is the dreaded Karaoke night, but I'm holding out hope against hope that they are actually going to have strippers tonight.  It's a special occasion!!  There should be dancers!!  Of course, I know there will be no dancers, but one can fantasize.  At least karaoke keeps me from wasting my shekels in the jukebox (wasted because we all know Robbie would put in whatever large amount, do "Play Mine First" on all of his selections and keep us in dreary slow jazz for 3 hours.) and keeps them going to beer, where they should be going.  Let there be slut-baggery going on that I can ogle from the sidelines and get a vicarious thrill!!

Let there be Frankie!!

Let me not try to get into that red tank top because I feel too bloated to wear it!!  Let there be a Lakers game on so I can eyeball Shannon Brown and Luke Walton!!  Let me not get the evil eye because I insist on playing "Whip My Hair" again!!

Spotted

On top, Secretia's intro catch-phrase, which always makes me happy and at the bottom, an insult that would drive anyone to drink that was spotted over at web comic Kyle's Bed & Breakfast, which cracks me up big time and, at the same time, is very compelling.

**On an important side note:  One has nothing to do with the other, they just ended up on the same page in my notepad because I spotted them both today!!**

Drawing: In Progress

Now I Can Breathe!

My English 101 grade was posted, and I got an A.  **Finally lapses into a state of relaxation**  I was very worried about that final essay because I was still writing when time was up, so the last two paragraphs were very rushed.  Without any time to review or revise the thing, I was absolutely worried.

Okay, so my English and Psychology classes are transferable, but of course the Pre-Algebra is not.  The Elementary Algebra I'm taking in Spring applies towards my AA at my community college but is not transferable to any other college, so I'm still building towards a transferable math class.  **Hangs head in shame!**  But still, I'm very happy with my progress so far.  I would say it's time for beer tonight but with all this rain, I should get back to my Ark-building...

For Real, Tho?!?!

So I'm watching MST3K and their take on "Santa Claus Conquers the Martians" and it is just as crap-tastic as you would want a movie with that title to be.  Not satisfied with just being crap, however, the makers of this film decided to push it right on over into Crazy Town when they presented this (with a straight face, mind you) "bear" along with ferocious growling and dramatic "I'm-About-To-Be-Mauled!" music.  I nearly fell over laughing.  Seriously, they thought Dropo was the comic relief?  Nay, he was merely the warm up act for this hilarity.

Oh, The HUMANITY

Well this is a familiar scenario.  Praying that the Giants get into the playoffs on a wild card?  Yes, very familiar.

Christmas Eve Drunkeness

Benji at the Spotlight emailed these photos of me sporting his Santa cap last night.  Oddly, I actually remember taking these photos...

ROY G. BIV

Spotted this yesterday during a break from my Ark-building...it's purty...unlike, apparently, the 2nd half of the Giants game last Sunday.  I was mercifully too drunk to witness the 2nd half, and was probably rambling incoherently about being hungry...but the "good hungry"...while throwing my neck out to Whip My Hair...

Somebody Call Anne Rice...

Has there ever been a more vampire looking group, like, ever?

Ray Avito, Jeffie Spacecake, Cristiano of Hollywood, and $EX Artiste.  I don't recall when or where (probably the Spotlight) this photo was taken...I like it.

Cristiano is the cutest thing ever.  AND he's the best chef ever.

Crazy Santa Claus

New Mascara

Let's see if this mascara lives up to its name.  I almost want to go out tonight just so I can try it out, but my stomach is hovering somewhere just outside of nauseated so I don't think I can handle any drinking today.

I Feel Like Celebrating!

Okay, so two of my grades have come in and both are A's!  I swear, if I hadn't gotten an A in PRE-Algebra, I was going to have to rethink things.  My last final this semester will be Saturday and it involves writing so I'm not sure how well that's going to turn out.  Right now, I shall revel in my temporary 4.0 GPA.

So I go out to the Spotlight after class last night and my favorite Go-Go Boy is there in street clothes.  Seeing as how I wasn't in my normal get-up (tons of eye makeup, sleeveless shirt, hat, boots, shorts), we both were like strange alter egos of our normal bar selves.  (That sentence made no sense.  This is why I'm worried about my final essay Saturday.  No time for revisions!)  I can never remember his name, the Go-Go Boy, that is.  It's something really hot like Giovanni or something.  He saw my psychology book sitting on the bar and mentioned that he has an AA in psychology.  Okay, look...cute as heck, great lips, friendly AND smart?  Get-outta-town.  Man, if I were still bothering with dating, I'd be putting the hard press on that one.

***NOTE TO FRANKIE*** I'm emailing this link to you as it seems you have lost my blog link and I miss your commentary.  I haven't had any squirrel or gopher related news in some time.  DUCK DUCK DUCK!  Maybe I'll see you out tonight?

New T-Shirt Design: 雷

This design is from a stamp my boss brought me from China.  It's the character for my name Ray.

我的名字是雷。

Giants Improve to 9-4

Yesterday's game is being noted as the End of The Ironman Streak.  I'd like to note it as the Game Without a Decent Butt Shot.




I'll compensate with this profile shot from an earlier game and an action shot with Eli's towel playing illusionary mind games with me.  Ha-cha-cha-cha-chaaaaa...

5 Revisions Ago...

Finals are next week!  I don't know if I applied myself as well as I could have this semester...most definitely not in the Algebra class.  But his grading curve is so ridiculous that I should still manage a B out of that class.  English and Psychology I'm not too worried about.  I've been doing good work in those.  I'm always nervous in English whenever we turn in a writing assignment.  This is the first class I've taken EVER where we had to turn in research papers and essays.  (That's right, Maben High School, I'm looking at you...)

So, my current assignment due tomorrow has been revised nearly 5 times because every time I read it, it just seems lacking.  The pictured version is the very first draft which was a joke.

I'm looking forward to next semester.  Right now I'm planning on taking Business 1 and a Humanities course called People and Their World: The Creative Processes.  That should be right up my alley.  In addition, I'll be taking whatever math course is next in line for me and my fellow slow wits, probably another basic Algebra class.  No more English classes, though!  These papers are nerve-wracking.

Again With The Water Droplets?

I'm Just Sayin'...

That better not have been Ke$ha that I may have gotten a chance to speak to at 7Eleven and I didn't because I was too drunk...

Napoleon Laughs?

So, Napoleon had us writing and solving our own problems on the black board last night.  I DID NOT LIKE THAT!!  Nerve-wracking.  I am not at all comfortable with getting up in front of people, especially when I know that I'm about to make a bunch of silly mistakes.  I'm still leaving off negative signs.

Napoleon only had to sit back and watch us and offer help if anybody got stuck.  I suppose since he didn't have the pressure of having to actually try to teach us slow-wits anything new, he was in a relaxed mood.  He was actually LAUGHING and joking!!  And for a change, it wasn't at our sub-par math skills!

Fortunately, classmates kept doing the kinds of problems that threw me on the tests.  Not the ridiculousness of forgetting to add a negative sign, or mixing up 7x6 and 7x9 (I know, right? I need to slow down!), but the problems that lead to the glaring red ink and its vibrantly awful rebuke "You have a serious concept problem."

I'm Just Sayin'...

This Marc Jacobs ad is rather fetching...

Eli's Butt Captured In The Wild

Eli's butt is once again making its presence known.  I can't have these kinds of thoughts while I'm still partially drunk.  Overly excitable...

Random Photos & An Excellent Drawing

A couple of random photos:

I spotted this on the sidewalk while I was headed to class Wednesday.  Whoever did this is quite the talent and I was instantly green with talent envy.  Then I put the envy aside and admired the beauty of it.  Chalk on a sidewalk, even!!  Very nice!

Spotted Around Hollywood: GASP!!!, GRAFFITI!!!

No point behind these photos, I just thought the signs looked interesting from that angle...

Another Monday, Another Tragic Math Test!!

I'm seriously going to have to reconsider my major.  This math is vexing me.  So, Napoleon was going over the test after we turned our papers in and there's nothing quite like realizing that you got the VERY FIRST PROBLEM WRONG.  I don't think I did as bad as I did on the last one, but I've resigned myself to accepting my mathematical inadequacy.

In sexier and non-self-loathing-inducing matters, my friend Jackie (aka Vamga NovaHeart) gave me his card when I saw him the other night (afternoon?) and it had this spectacular picture of Jesus kissing a satyr!!  I do love a nice Bit O'Blasphemy so this was right up my twisted alley.  Hmmm, that sounded more perverted than was intended...yeah.  I mean, Jesus is getting tongued down, okaaay!!  Love it.

I just had a flash in my head of Eli Manning's skin tight football pants...I think they deserve a cropped picture focusing on their clingy beauty.  My word, all this sluttery going around in my head today...must be the lingering beer...

Thank Jeebus I Was Too Drunk To Notice.

It appears my curse/jinx-throwing abilities are in full effect and much more powerful than I ever imagined.  The Cowboys beat the Giants this weekend 33-20!  How decidedly Not Good.  As I was thoroughly drunk at the time of the game (yes, thoroughly drunk that early in the afternoon on a Sunday), I don't recall actually watching the game, but I suppose that is for the best.  One week into a coaching change can make that much of a difference over in Dallas?  Color me dumbfounded.
On a side note: Eli's pants are SKIN TIGHT, especially noticeable in the last picture...SHEESH, Eli, you are killing me...in a good way.  More Eli Manning butt shots, please...

Some Striking Images From Metropolis

Scenes from the movie Metropolis, which I enjoyed very much...

How Very Random...

I'm on the Fringe website today and I think to myself, "You know, I really love blimps."  I like that folks in the alternative world are using blimps.  It's just so random and fantastic.  I also love that Alterna-Astrid gets to display some skills that don't involve cooking or grocery lists!

So, my friend Roger's ex comes in to my work today to check his mail.  He is quite possibly the most attractive dusty homeless person I've ever seen.  How can he, while sleeping on the sidewalk, mind you, manage to look 100% fresher than me?  How very disturbing...and distressing.

Not that I spent the whole of yesterday being absolutely fascinated by the Diesel Washington Vs The Hate Brigade drama.  I laughed HARD at the wonderful entertainment of it all, and I suppose it succeeded in making me familiar with some characters that I'd never heard of before.  It's nice to fill out the character roster and to get a feel for what made Diesel declare HATE LEVEL: RED.  **cracking up**

Behold, Eli Manning's Butt!

Eli's butt makes another appearance over at Getty.  I am making a declaration.  The Giants will be in the Superbowl.  Now, if they lose this Sunday to the free-falling Cowboys (this year's Raiders?), I refuse to take the blame for lowering a curse on that ass...but I would probably feel a little responsible...cuz of my super powers and all.