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Bowling was terrific tonight. We raised just under $1500. I met a lot of great new people tonight and also realize that the most important thing in fundraising is the FUN. It was a huge success as far as awareness and support and fun goes, and I think sometimes that’s more important than a big dollar amount.
But right now it’s 1:30 in the morning and I need to sleep.
Stolen from my cousin, because I’m home on Friday night just begging for a reason to crank up some music.
Put your music player on shuffle.
Press forward for each question.
Use the song title as the answer to the question even if it doesn’t make sense.
After I finished this, I started over analyzing the results of each question as if iTunes was looking into a crystal ball and determing my future based on my horrid selection of mp3s. I’m not sure I liked this meme!
1. How am I feeling today? “Stacey’s Mom” Fountains of Wayne
2. Will I get far in life? “One Week” Barenaked Ladies
3. How do my friends see me? “Welcome to the Jungle” Guns N Roses
4. Where will I get married? “There Will Come A Day” Faith Hill.
5. What is my best friend? “What a Wonderful World” Louie Armstrong
6. What is the story of my life? “The Vagina Song” Bloodhound Gang
7. What was high school like? “Celebrity” Barenaked Ladies
8. How can I get ahead in life? “Move On” Jet
9. What is the best thing about me? “When I Look Into Your Eyes” Firehouse
10. What is today going to be like? “Happier” Guster
11. What is in store for this weekend? “Jenny from the Block” Jennifer Lopez
12. What song describes my parents? “Rollin’ With My Homies” Coolio
13. To describe my grandparents? “Hurt” Johnny Cash
14. How is my life going? “Last Dance” Donna Summer
15. What song will they play at my funeral? “Island in the Sun” Weezer
16. How does the world see me? “Stuck in a Moment” U2
17. Will I have a happy life? “She Hates Me” Puddle of Mudd
18. What do my friends really think of me? “DJ Play a Love Song” Jamie Foxx (featuring Twista)
19. Do people secretly lust after me? “Cool” Gwen Stefani
20. How can I make myself happy? “Soak up the Sun” Sheryl Crow
21. What should I do with my life? “What’s the Difference” Dr. Dre
22. Will I ever have children? “Perfect Day” Clay Aiken
23. What is some good advice for me? “My Neck My Back” Khia
24. How will I be remembered? “Masturbation” Buzzcocks
25. What is my signature dancing song? “Respect” Kelly Clarkson
26. What is my current theme song? “Remember the Time” Michael Jackson
27. What does everyone else think my current theme song is? “Beverly Hills” Weezer
What you don’t know about all of this bowling bash planning is that it’s been very stressful and full of drama. I was unaware that certain fundraising things we’re doing require permits and licenses and the like. But we’re clear and legal now, folks, and that means you need to come join in on the activities that almost sent us to fundraising jail!
So, for maybe the last time, if you have no plans tomorrow night, I would love to see your smiling face at Bowling for the Cure.
My post with more information can be found here, or visit our website at teamboobylicious.com.
If I ever have to come up with a reason why I love Vanilla Ice any more than I actually do, another reason could quite possibly be because he’s on myspace.com. AND because he explains, in true emo fashion, why he was so unhappy with his old image.
Don’t get me wrong, though I love Ice Ice Baby, I just can’t stand the image that was created for me at that time. Even though it worked and we sold 17 million records, I was treated like a puppet just to make a Hip Hop artist look like a novelty act. I was not designed to be that.
C’mon. He’s a better writer than MC Hammer for SURE!
Not only did I learn karate while grocery shopping tonight, but I also bought nearly all of the food-type items for Bowling for Boobs for under $64. Jenny is a very good co-shopper/bargain-finder. You’re coming bowling Saturday night, right?
The manager at Perkins, however, seemed severely disturbed when I was talking about how much I was leg pressing at the gym. It’s really not all that much (155 lbs tonight), but I think he just thought girls lifting weights must be icky. So I waited for him outside of the restaurant to give him a NICE FAT ROUNDHOUSE. Right in the groin.
Puppy class started Tuesday night. Since it was the first night, there were no puppies, just people.
I can’t take classes for a reason. That reason? I get too involved in the people in my class. I look at them, I listen to them, and then I analyze and critique them until I’ve completely tuned out everything else in the class. And if I’m not doing that, I’m falling asleep, which is a whole different post.
My class will have six dogs in it; three that are boxers. I’m already in love with the guy that has the 5-month old boxer named Bruno. I haven’t even met his dog, so our relationship can’t be that solid yet, but this is the second time he’s taken the class. And he’s only had the dog for three months. If that doesn’t scream commitment, I don’t know what does. It also screams adorable, because what guy with a 5-month old puppy isn’t adorable?
I’m scared of the very tiny lady that has a 120-pound lab/St. Bernard mix, because the very first question she asked the trainer was, “Dexter doesn’t like dogs. Do you think that will be a problem?†It is a problem for me, so I will not be sitting by her next week, that is for sure.
Naturally, I have high expectations for my dog. He comes from a brilliant home, so why wouldn’t I? We’ve also been practicing and can already do sit, shake, down, and hug. Yes, I taught my dog to hug. There is absolutely nothing wrong with that, thankyouverymuch.
American Idol. I’m okay with the final result. Not okay with the bottom three, as usual. I can’t remember a time when I’ve watched the show and been satisified with the entire bottom three. And I even vote!
Myspace.com. I’m so sucked into this site it hurts. I’ve found so many people that I went to school with and it’s actually kinda funny in an unbelievably dorky way.
MOA & Work. We had a teambuilder at the Mall of America last night that consisted of a scavenger hunt around the mall. It was super fun and I would love to do a much longer one with less of a time limit. We had an hour to answer 30 questions about the Mall, and half of those questions needed pictures about a particular store. My team, of which I was the Captain, was awesome and we won $25 gift certificates to the Mall. Score.
Due to Night #1 of Puppy Obedience Class, I had to Tivo American Idol and watch it later. And due to my extreme disinterest in pretty much everything Rod Stewart related, I fast forwarded through much of the show.
That’s right, I’m the most unreliable American Idol review blogger ON THE WEB.
For the past two hours, i’ve been unable to control my laughing. It was even worse then trying to stifle my giggles last night in train class when slow-talking men wearing pinstriped overalls talked about lubrication and ramming the johnsonbar. SEE? YOU’RE ALREADY GIGGLING!
In any case, it was brought to my attention today that a friend of mine knows one of my arch nemesis nemisi enemies. While that wouldn’t really be so funny to most people, humor somehow evolves to greater things when people are douchebags.
Oh man. I know it’s evasive and nearly as clear as mud, but holy shit. I love it that we live in a small world sometimes.
