Oh me, I found the best show ever yesterday -- Snoop Dogg's "Father Hood." It's a reality show that follows the home life of none other than Snoop. It's fantastic! The first thing you'll notice about the show is that Snoop lives in a very ordinary rich hosue -- like something you and I could potentially live in some day. His kids are hilarious, and his wife is great. But the best part is Snoop himself. He sits in this backyard shed type thing, playing video games on those white plastic lawn chairs that we all have. His closet is packed full of clothes, except it mostly consists of jerseys, fur coats, and a ridiculous amount of cash. Very much like my own. Anyways, I am posting about this not only to get you to watch the show too, but also b/c the best parenting advice ever was given on the show. Snoop wanted his kids to see what life was like for him, so he takes them to the hood where he grew up. They go to his cousin's house--and Niki--Snoop and this cousin are DOUBLE FIRST cousins. That's right, Snoop's mom and dad are the brother/sister of cousin's mom and dad. Specifically, Snoop's dad was cousin's mom brother, and Snoop's mom was cousin's dad little sister. That's so confusing to type. Moving on . . .
While at the cousin's house, they start talking about how they got beat as kids, etc. Then, the cousin gives his sons some advice:
"Don't touch the pipe. Don't touch another man's dick. Don't suck another man's dick. Never suck your own dick."
Wow.
Monday, February 18, 2008
Shitzenfest '08
Well my girls came up this weekend. We had a blast! This post is a teaser post just letting you know that more excellent posts about this weekend will follow. . .
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Sum Yourself Up in Six Words!
I came across one of the coolest books the other day. It's called "Not Quite What I Was Planning: Six Word Memoirs." The basis of the book stems from Hemingway's shortest short story: "For sale: baby shoes, never worn." The editors had both famous and "obscure" people write their memoirs is only six words, no more and no less.
I am simply intrigued by this idea. I think it's absolute genius. Here are some examples from others from the website linked above:
Married with children (and second thoughts.)
Hot tongue followed by cold shoulder.
Dogperson became catlady; now cat's gone.
Fifteen years of therapy for this?!
Missed today while planning for tomorrow.
Always wishing I was their dog.
Still love horses more than boys.
Brought it to a boil, often. ~Mario Batali
Thought I would have more impact.
Bad reputation. Such a good girl.
Ex-wife and contractor now have home.
Mistakenly kills kittens. Fears anything delicate.
After Harvard, had baby with crackhead.
Again, what a fantastic idea! Did you also notice that most of these six-word memoirs are sad? They just simply say so much even though they use so few words. Touching.
So I've been trying to think of what my six-word memoir would be. I came up with two that sort of sum up a large part of my adult-life, which for me, each says volumes. They are:
Still say "when I grow up."
In his bed, out the door.
Now I know that the 2nd one is a little risque, but the meaning is behind the words for me.
I started talking with my officemate about this, and we decided that it might at first be easier to sum up different periods of our lives in only six words. Here a few we came up with, and no, I won't tell you who wrote each one.
On pre-teen age:
Threw up at busstop. Everyone laughed.
On high school:
Fell in love; graduated number one.
On college:
Letting go of all I knew.
Finding true love. Finding it again.
On law school:
Left with degree, but mostly regrets.
On whole life in general:
Dreaming too much, thinking too little.
I now challenge you to come up with your very own six-word memoir. I then double dare you to share it with me! Have fun!
I am simply intrigued by this idea. I think it's absolute genius. Here are some examples from others from the website linked above:
Married with children (and second thoughts.)
Hot tongue followed by cold shoulder.
Dogperson became catlady; now cat's gone.
Fifteen years of therapy for this?!
Missed today while planning for tomorrow.
Always wishing I was their dog.
Still love horses more than boys.
Brought it to a boil, often. ~Mario Batali
Thought I would have more impact.
Bad reputation. Such a good girl.
Ex-wife and contractor now have home.
Mistakenly kills kittens. Fears anything delicate.
After Harvard, had baby with crackhead.
Again, what a fantastic idea! Did you also notice that most of these six-word memoirs are sad? They just simply say so much even though they use so few words. Touching.
So I've been trying to think of what my six-word memoir would be. I came up with two that sort of sum up a large part of my adult-life, which for me, each says volumes. They are:
Still say "when I grow up."
In his bed, out the door.
Now I know that the 2nd one is a little risque, but the meaning is behind the words for me.
I started talking with my officemate about this, and we decided that it might at first be easier to sum up different periods of our lives in only six words. Here a few we came up with, and no, I won't tell you who wrote each one.
On pre-teen age:
Threw up at busstop. Everyone laughed.
On high school:
Fell in love; graduated number one.
On college:
Letting go of all I knew.
Finding true love. Finding it again.
On law school:
Left with degree, but mostly regrets.
On whole life in general:
Dreaming too much, thinking too little.
I now challenge you to come up with your very own six-word memoir. I then double dare you to share it with me! Have fun!
Sunday, February 10, 2008
Hear Us Roar!
Ok--I just have to say that I'm noticing a (quite obvious) trend as of late--women are everywhere! It seems like every new show is about a group of 3 or 5 women, who don't need anyone but each other in their lives. Now it seems that Sex in the City started this trend . . . or did it? Has this always been a "trend" and Sex in the City just finally made a series based on the importance of female friendships? I mean, we all know that women are supposed to hate other women, but are times a changing? I know for me personally, my lifeline is my girlfriends. They are my family, my soul mates. I have my very own Carrie, Samantha, Miranda, and Charlottes.Now we have new shows like Cashmere Mafia and Lipstick Jungle -- both shows based on the same idea - a group of all powerful women, who can get what they want when they want it. Men come and go, but the gal pals are forever constant. While these shows are mainly ridiculous, I do find myself relating to them more and more. I guess I'm just wondering if these shows are changing the way women view themselves and fellow chicks, or is TV finally reflecting reality? (The egg or the chicken question.) Either way, I think it's become less and less acceptable to hate every woman that is around me. Instead, I no longer want to compete with them, or whatever, but befriend them--well just not hate them. Now don't get me wrong, I still have secret desires of giving a makeover to some women who just need someone to say "sister, come with me, your hair is tragic." That's not hate though--it's pure love.
Anyways, I think my overall feeling towards this message of woman power is positive. I mean, the world has constantly joked that women truly rule the world. And while that may not have been entirely true, it seems we're heading that way. (Maybe even literally--Go Hillary!)
Monday, February 4, 2008
I'm in Love!
Alright, I'll admit it--I watched Stomp the Yard tonight. It was fantastic! And the lead guy is my new #1. I'm simply in love with him. I wish I could link you to his voice now, b/c that would seal the deal for you too. But--regardless of how you feel about cheesy dance movies, you must watch him. I mean, I just read on Wikipedia that he's also the lead in Save the Last Dance II, so I'll be watching that straight to DVD disaster. The things you do for love . . .
Saturday, February 2, 2008
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