When you're running late to pick up your BFF for the DJ Twist event, but you spot a new shoe store across the street with a halo of lights on the storefront as if God himself is pointing to it ...
It's hard to dress kyoot when the weather is ridiculous.I bought a really cute tank top, but I can't even show it off because it's too cold to go without a jacket.
I thought this was June. So why is it 68 degrees??
Hung out in Canada last night. Saw a Rob Thomas concert and won $165 at Caesars Windsor...wooot! and checked out The Foundry Pub (omg, the 12-bacon bbbbbbbblt!).
Sooo...$163 to the first person who helps me change my identity and run away so I don't have to move back to Japan...
Gonna check out Flower Day on Sunday. Honestly, I just don't feel like gardening anymore. I was maintaining the garden out of respect for my grandmother, but I think I'm just going to hire a landscaper this time.
Oh, filters. Blessed be.
The people who go to the annual Flower Day are crazy stepford wives on crack. Seriously. Those women are crazy. It's like they've been pacing around in their living rooms all year waiting for this one day to come. And don't even dare get between a Flower Day wife and a vibrant bundle of impatiens...if you do, just stab yourself in the neck and get it over with.
And the poor husbands. In their khaki shorts and their pink polo shirts and their horrible long white socks tucked into their jesus sandals, holding their wives' purses and pretending to care which hue of pink goes best with the house and tugging their broken little red wagons full of half-dead annuals.
It's so sad.
You simply have not lived until you've heard my mother say, "Girl, bye."
Went to the Metro Times Best of Detroit event tonight. They had these cool indoor local food and wine vendor booths with way too much food. Some trollop wore the same dress I did, only in a different color. I should've punched her in the testicles.
Rihanna got to swim with sharks for a photo shoot. I think I cried when I saw that on ET. The #1 thing on my bucket list. I wanna swim alongside at least 1 great white just once in my lifetime. I watched a documentary where a scientist said that, as long as you're facing them, they treat you with respect. You're not officially "prey" until you lose the eye contact. Apparently, the largest group of great whites can be found off the southern African coast. They're so smart and mysterious and beautiful. Don't you think?
I saw Ex Machina. It was so clever and good. Okay, it was actually so good that it made me wish I was smarter Nice surprise ending, also. And it's the real kind of sci-fi. "Real" = actual possible future (like Trek)...not a cheesy implausible future like Star Wars.
Today's a paid holiday for Amurrkan peeps. MLK Day, fools!
Been oot and aboot with Canadian bestie Shilah.
Why do Canadians like to wake up so early? I think its the free health care.
And their general refusal to answer the phone when their girlfriends call from overseas in the aftermath of a damn quake and are desperately trying to reach them to hear someone they actually recognize and speaks English but they don't answer because they're busy looking for their next victim...
Floor length skirts make you look amazingly thin. BUT you can't wear a layer over it, like a jacket or belt.
If you didn't know this, ladies, you're welcome.
If you did know but didn't tell me, I will murderize you.
FRIDAY
I checked out The Boy Next Door tonight with the bff. I didn't expect much, considering JLo's last big film was the horrible Enough, but The Boy Next Door was actually really good. I don't know who the guy is that plays the guy next door, but he was effectively hot and menacing. He is a beautiful man. The sex scene was omg. And the audience agreed. The best part about seeing new movies like this with an audience full of women is the constant cat calls. The second best part is that the few unfortunate men in the audience have to suffer through the women offering lude suggestions to the people on the screen.
Right now, I'm sitting on a sofa away from the madness at V. I'll be honest. If we weren't in a sectioned off area, and I didn't promise to enjoy a glass this wine, I would've been outta here a long time ago.
Check out this amazing video. A man in Perth, Australia gets his leg caught in the open space between a train and the walkway. The crowd of strangers come together to quickly save the man. They rock the train car until the man is finally freed. It took the teamwork of this group of random strangers to free the man no one knew.
downtown Detroit. This place is awesome - a pub with a bowling
alley with shuffleboard with karaoke with more swanky dinner
service if you choose.
The most notable thing in this video for me is that the people did it without second guessing themselves. No one thought, "Screw this. I'm late for work." I want to be the person right in the middle of the crowd. You can barely see him in the sea of people helping. But without him, it may not have worked.
My goal is to perform an anonymous act of kindness. Every day, for the rest of this year.
Let's all try to do something kind to someone we don't know every day. It could be anything. Maybe pay for someone else's gas when you're at the gas station. Or buy someone else's drink. Or something seemingly smaller. Like smiling warmly at a stranger.
You never know how burdensome someone's day might be. And offering a kind smile might impact them more than you know.
It's the most humble gift you can offer.
So write me. And let me know what you did today to help someone you've never met.
MONDAY
Ugh..hate calling in.
Esp. when your boss
doesn't answer his phone.
Stuck at home sick today. My own fault for pretending to know how to cook. I was talking with a friend about my katana collection. It's not really a collection on purpose. Just that I have more than one. I have 4. Some were given to me by my Father for accomplishments, one I'm pretty sure is an heirloom, one has a hand-braided tsuka, one is an old ivory one (shh!) and an old crusty one I found at a flea market once...I'm sure I blogged about finding it, but I can't find the post. I couldn't believe that the owners thought it was an old rusty knife. I got it for 3 bucks, I think.
Although searching through my old posts made me laugh..a LOT. I don't even remember this. But it's hilarious.
Okay, I don't remember the point of my post. Sigh.
I'm getting old.
TUESDAY
I don't know if it's my phone or the app, but ClipStitch has been really janky for me lately. So anyone who caught my singing in the mirror video before I could remove it, my most humble apologies for making you suffer through that. The app is adding the correct videos to the file, but ultimately saving other videos stored on my phone.
Thanks, Aussie-and-proud David for catching my erroneous caption about the train car video above. It happened in Australia, not Scotland. (They don't "seem" Australian, though...Australians have a kind of way about them...don't you agree?)
To answer another question, I don't fear that my mother will read my very personal blog posts anymore. She doesn't read my blog. The only reason she did in the first place is because she accidentally set my blog page as her home page. My mom barely even checks her Facebook messages. Smh.
I rescheduled my California trip to March. This will be the last opportunity I get to visit an old friend from the hood. Our lives ended up taking different paths, but she's still my oldest and best friend. She can't visit me once I'm in Japan because she's not allowed to leave the country. No, seriously.
I rescheduled to March because she's forcing me to go hiking.
In mountains.
There are spiders in mountains.
WEDNESDAY
Oooh... "The Loft" looks pretty sexy.
Open > Fandango App > find theater > buy ticket > pick seat > and DONE.
THURSDAY
Robot steals sad, lowly office laborer's chocolate. News at 11.
FRIDAY
I got an evening gown hanging behind me. I'm supposed to be st this year's NAIAS black tie charity ball in 1 hour. But I'm stuck at my desk staring at cms codes.
Well, my first go at the following paragraph was a longwinded rambling mess. I really need to start proofing my shit before posting. Seriously. It was a mile long. This version's shorter...you're welcome.
I assisted with a sponsored charity event yesterday aimed at supporting the families of teen cancer patients. Each of us had various tasks, and planning the project took 6 months from concept to run-of-show. It was all worth it - even checking things off on a notepad at the counter of a New Orleans bar - 100% of the profits go to the patients and their families. The center played a dedication video to the volunteers all night. Here are the parts I caught with my phone. I'll repost when the full video is available.
This vid created with ClipStitch (which is only available
for iPhone), but isn't viewable via iPhones...
Oh, the irony. Nicely done, Apple.
My job's executives buy gifts for local kids based on the kids' wishlists sent to "Santa". This year, my dept's exec snuck a copy of the list to me because one of the kids, 13 year old Phoenix, is a Trekkie.
I asked Phoenix's "Santa" (an executive chef) if I could help. Okay, it was more like pleading. I stalked him with 4 very unprofessional emails, I slaved over a stove for 2 hours to bring him my mom's special onigiri with wasabi as requested, and I owe him a venti 7-pump no foam white chocolate mocha. He finally caved. He'll take care of the boring stuff (i.e., clothes), I get the good stuff (Trek).
I believe the Latin term for this sort of agreement is "Winnitus of Epicus Proportionalis".
Okay so far I have...
·Star Trek shirt or hoodie (working on) ·Star Trek messenger bag (done) ·Star Trek baseball cap (my stash) ·Star Trek game for Xbox360 (done) ·2 Blue Ray DVDs (Star Trek/Star Trek Darkness) (my stash) ·1 Star Trek Borg Bobble Head (my stash) ·1 model Bird of Prey similar to this one (may have to be pried from my cold, dead hands)
So, visitor, I could really use your advice. If you were a 13 year old boy...
·which of these two shirts would you prefer? Shirt 1 - Shirt 2
·what would your size 18 shirt convert to in "small, medium, large" terms? (I can't find the answer online.)
·what other badass gifts would you like?
I'm in New York next month, and then Toronto. Colorado in Jan, Jamaica in Feb. I'm still searching for cheap Cali travel deals. Why are trips to Cali more expensive than Cancun? It's so illogical. Seems like a lot of travelling, but I gotta get it all in before Japan (aka, the end of my life).
Well, that was random. Nothing to do with charity stuff.
Okay, dammit. I'll throw in the damn ship. Sigh. It's for a great cause. Gotta support our future scientists.
PwaTs are popping up all over the metropolitan area. It's a new way for women to get together, pretend to learn/build something, and drink.
Seriously. Drinking is encouraged. There's even a station in the back of each room with a bucket of ice for the bottles of booze the ladies bring. And the art instructor will wait patiently while the group of ladies set up shop.
The city is alive with all sorts of fun this weekend. So much that it's impossible to cram it all in.
* State Fair
* Arts, Beats & Eats Festival
* Taste Fest
* Renaissance Fair
* Jazz Festival
It's madness!
Got a jump on the weekend festivities and checked out the State Fair Friday after work. Did the beach, the Taste Fest and Jazz Fest on Saturday. Sunday night, I went to a cool terrace BBQ in the city. BBQ, wine, DJ, dance floor, amazing view of the city.
Actually, I think that was my favorite part of the weekend.
Attended this year's ROSE Awards last week. ROSE Awards is the Detroit Metro Convention/Visitors Bureau's hospitality awards. It basically honors workers in Detroit who demonstrate excellent customer service. We had a couple of finalists, so I kind of had to go. Turned out to be bad ass.
Today, I mostly drove along the shoreline in the rain with the windows down and sang N'Sync songs. Then I killed a few zombies. Now watching Man of Steel.
So, this happened. Aww yeah.
Our weather forecasts have been off the mark lately. It was supposed to rain all day on Saturday. Yet I got sunburn from the glaring sun. It was supposed to be sunny on Sunday, but it rained.
Not sure how I feel about this Superman. The son of Jor'el is one of the few superheroes born with his powers. Spiderman, Batman, Green Lantern, Iron Man, Bionic Man...pretty much every Marvel character, every superhero except for Superman and the XMen. And Blade. But only half superpowers for Blade. And the Mortal Kombat characters, I guess. But they're not from comics, so they don't count.
I feel like there's a big lesson coming at the end. I'm gonna guess global warming. Seems like every scifi flick these days has a not-so-underlying message about ecology or religion or loving each other. Don't even get me started on The Matrix trilogy's blatant religious message.
Ugh. Stupid Matrix.
This Superman version is darker and maybe too serious. Also, Christopher Reeve was strong but quirky. This Superman is just kind of doe-eyed and surprised all the time.
Speaking of doe eyes, why is Lois Lane not a brunette this time? I swear, if I see a close up of Amy Adam's stupid giant blue eyes in one more movie, one more time...
And Zod. Best comic book villain ever created. When I was 8 or 9, I couldn't watch Superman because it was PG, so I pretended to do my homework while my brother watched it. Because of Zod.
In the 1980 movie version, Zod was all about wreaking havoc on poor defenseless humans. He was large and in charge. And if General Zod told you to do something, you did NOT play around. You effing did it. He wore this awesome patent leather suit with these thigh high boots. I just knew he owned a flogger. No, I didn't actually know what a flogger was when I was 8. Shut up. I'm just saying that I knew he was different in a freaky grown up way.
The new Zod thinks too much. He's all angsty. He wants to rebuild Krypton with only the finest of his race. How Hitleresque.
Man, they are really tearing up the city. I always wonder who's going to pay for all the property damage after a superhero vs villain street fight.
Love & Hip Hop Atlanta Reunion Pt 2 comes on in a few mins. I think Benzino and Stevie get into a fight on stage because Joseline slept with both of them. Also, Mimi confronts whats his face because he leaked their sex tape. ZOMG.
Took the BFF to dinner in Canada for her birthday. She's had a rough go of it lately, and she deserves some r&r.
Reservations and a special surprise waiting for her at a favorite spot.
So, we're on the way home...I rented a limo, and there's a damn SPIDER IN THE BACK!!!! On the little glass drink holder thing. So I stood on the side of the freeway in my floor length wrap dress and open toes while our driver unsuccessfully tried to find it (mostly because he didn't care that there was a spider back there).
So I rode in front the rest of the way. And I didn't tip him. And I informed him that he was a meanie.
I met Hello Innovation owner Joey Joachim at Einstein's Bagels the other day. He invited me to a Start Up Grind event he's hosting tonight at his downtown office.
Of course, I drove by a shoe store I've been dying to visit since forever, and circled back. WOOT.
So, I need someone to call me right now and tell me that I don't need any more shoes.
Really. Someone call me. I'm hungry and my willpower is shot.
There will be food, drinks, a DJ, some raffles...and he was talking some additional smack about building a business, developing a business plan, blah blah blah.
I told him, "Dude. You had me at 'food'."
I suspect there will be tons of beautiful, statuesque bachelorettes there, all pining for his attention. Fine by me. I'll be the one over by the buffet packing my pockets with meatballs and licking the gravy off my blouse.
Forget the stereotypes about Detroit - the crime and the indifference and the political drama. True Detroiters are heartwarming, soulful, generous people who'll give you the shirts from their backs and force feed you homemade food from their own kitchens.
It would be a shame to collectively identify an entire group of citizens by the desperate actions of a few shortsighted people among them.
Nothing interesting to report to the 1.5 people who may find this blog when Googling "crazed Trekkies with too many cute but super cheap shoes", or "shower-peeing females". The last one might actually direct you to a different sort of pages.
I was in a crappy mood yesterday, brought on by watching other people. Literally.
Heh. I mistyped that as "Litereally". I like that.
Can I get someone to come over and clean up? My room looks like the Titanic hit it.
So litereally, Halloween's over and I'm looking through my Halloween timeline. Not once in the last 3 Halloweens did I wear the Star Trek uniform. That's odd. But I did wear it earlier this year for something. Can't remember what.
Where is that stupid uniform, anyway? Probably somewhere under this fiasco of a mess.
The Halloween roller skating fundraiser went well. I worked the ticket booth, so I didn't get to skate.
Not much out this week. Enders Game or The Wolverine (again)? I don't like Harrison Ford, but it's hard to take Hugh Jackman seriously after he sang to Maximus Decimus Meridias. I should take my neighbor out to thank her for my new shoes. I wouldn't mind seeing Captain Hanks again.
Danged 1 o'clock bell! Does every US city ring that zombie apocalypse alarm at 1pm every Saturday? Like that creepy Silent Hill alarm, like you just know something bad is coming. I'm waiting for the paint to peel from the walls.
I should play the Silent Hill alarm when creepy guy is on our floor instead of Bach.
I heard gunshots really late last night. Well, most nights, but this was a different gun. This was more like a "BOOM BOOM" instead of the usual "bip bip". I was too tired to get up and check it out.
Now that I live alone, and so close to Detroit, I'm hyperaware of my personal security issues. I had security doors installed (last neighbor on the block). I'm considering a CWP. Our Director of Security (who's as Tea Party'd as they come) is taking me to a gun range next week to teach me how to shoot.
I asked him what sort of gun I would need. (That kinda of stings internally to ask, or even type as I did just now). He's all "shoot first, then shoot again later. Forget asking questions". I could see his confusion as he sat across from me in my office yesterday when I tried to explain my position.
I don't want to kill anyone. I just want to scare them away.
His advice is logical, I think. From this end, at least. I should buy a shotgun and keep it in my bedroom.
I asked, "You mean one of those big hunting guns? Why?" He answered that the size alone would probably scare someone away. If I had to use it, even as powerful as it is (a nice way of saying, "...even as clumsy as you are..."), I wouldn't miss my target...er...the human.
I asked about keeping the bullets or the gun locked up somewhere. A coworker said he does that. The response was that I don't have little kids around, so there's no need to lock it away. If someone's in my room already, then the weapon needs to be ready.
Yeesh.
This is all a bit humbling, considering I've always been anti-gun. My exbf had a gun. He would wave it around jokingly, or when he was angry or drunk. But I hated guns before that. But the platform shoe's on the other foot now, and my perspective is slowly creaking around.
My friend and foe Christopholes is anti-gun. His solution is to move. Pffh. Wuss.
But now I've just wandered into the accounting area and they're having a Halloween fest party soire hangout fun time. So I stole some food and snuck back to my office.
And THEN, I just opened the goody bag the accounting ladies are passing out, and ... Lemonheads and Sweettarts!!
Omg. I'm typing this with my shoes off while spinning in my chair and rubbing my belly. I wish I wore pants today. I wanna unbutton them.
If you're in the area, come celebrate Halloween and support a great cause with us tonight! Young Fathers Standing United is hosting a roller skating party...
"YFSU's Halloween Family Fun-Raiser on 10-31-13 Detroit Roller Wheels 6pm - 9pm Raising funds for our annual Pre-Thanksgiving Food Drive Loaded candy bags will be given out to youth, free school supplies, face painting, raffles, etc. We are asking for a $5 donation upon entry. No masks allowed. For more info, call 313/731-2685. Your safety is highly regarded, so YFSU took the precautions of hiring additional security outside the venue. Women and children may request escorts upon departure."
Been oot and aboot with Canadian bestie Shilah. 
I checked out The Boy Next Door tonight with the bff. I didn't expect much, considering JLo's last big film was the horrible Enough, but The Boy Next Door was actually really good. I don't know who the guy is that plays the guy next door, but he was effectively hot and menacing. He is a beautiful man. The sex scene was omg. And the audience agreed. The best part about seeing new movies like this with an audience full of women is the constant cat calls. The second best part is that the few unfortunate men in the audience have to suffer through the women offering lude suggestions to the people on the screen. 
Stuck at home sick today. My own fault for pretending to know how to cook. I was talking with a friend about my katana collection. It's not really a collection on purpose. Just that I have more than one. I have 4. Some were given to me by my Father for accomplishments, one I'm pretty sure is an heirloom, one has a hand-braided tsuka, one is an old ivory one (shh!) and an old crusty one I found at a flea market once...I'm sure I blogged about finding it, but I can't find the post. I couldn't believe that the owners thought it was an old rusty knife. I got it for 3 bucks, I think.
