Ladies, are you a fan of Sex and The City? Can't wait until the movie? Do we have an event for you!
Friday, May 30th at Fox and Hound, off 39th Street in Independence,
Tickets are $30 - and that includes movie ticket, 2 drink tickets, goodie bag and raffle ticket. There will also be a silent auction for some fantastic items! All proceeds benefit Bright Pink. www.bebrightpink.com
Party starts at 5:30 with drinks and snacks and we'll head to the movie from there! And after - we'll head back to Fox and Hound for more fun!
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I thought AI was a singing competition, not a writing competition. David Cook has not disappointed his fans. He continues to rewrite, rearrange, make new covers, making completely new Cookiefied songs for all of us to enjoy week after week after week. It is now expected from David Cook to produce a NEW song every week. Is it fair? Probably not. Do the judges expect the other contestants to produce a new song, even one time? Nope! The judges and Cook fans (including me), are now addicted to David Cook and his NEW songs.
Listen to "Hungry Like The Wolf" a couple of times and tell me that DC doesn't have a unique style and sound. Wasn't David's growling rough edge to his smooth voice enough to sway the judges? Why did DC feel he had to apologize for this genius music? Simon says to DC after he sang "Baba O'Reiley,"--"Welcome back, David Cook"--where did David go? David didn't go anywhere, Simon. David's right here in my heart, and all of our hearts. His music expands our minds. He gives a new look to old songs. His covers are relevant to today, and he speaks to our hearts in a new language, Cookmania. People all over the world are catching it, and learning the new language.
Come on, judges, give David Cook the props he deserves. Does this musical genius really have to prove himself by rewriting old songs every week? Can't we just listen to him sing straight up, and enjoy him? Yes, but DC struggles for perfection, and that includes his creativity and originality as well as his vocal chords and lungs and heart, and lovely lips with perfect diction, and perfect vibrato.
Cook for President! But first, Cook for #1 American Idol. (Then he can marry me, and rock me to sleep every night with "All I Really Need Is You"!!!! Yeah!) How many marriage proposals have you gotten so far, David Cook? David, you can add mine, but I'd really like you to ask me instead! LOVE YA!
"Former track and field athlete at the University
of Kansas, Jen Widerstrom, will join
season two of NBC’s American Gladiators as the newest Gladiator, “Phoenix,” as
announced by the network Wednesday."
You can read about her out on the American Gladiators blog.
Check the pic. Total gun show.
Also it looks like her um... pectoral muscles... have makeup all over them. Icky.
So, yeah, big deal. I know I know...I am still a mother. You never can get away from that one. They follow you wherever you go in life. Thought once they got bigger they would just leave me alone, but no they are still there. I am just kidding. I can recall all the mothers days in the past. All the little things they made, they were so proud of them. I still have them all. Wished I could go back to those days. Not really, but thought it would sound good to say. I dont miss the screamin, arguing, yelling, torturing. Sean used to torture the hell out of Holly. He knew exactly how to push her panic buttons. She would screammmmmm. She knew exactly how to counter attack. I knew they still loved each other though. Still to this day, Sean knows how to make people panic.
I can remember every yeadrplanting flowers around the big tree in the front yard. Oh how I miss that stupid, ant infested, oak tree, I was there today. Had to get a hat, It was raining really bad and the street was flooding. I knew the basement was probably backing up. I didnt even go back in to check. I dont care. I hate going over there. I try not to. So I can remember planting the flowers on the mothers day right after my mom died. They whole family went with me to pick out "The color of the year" of impatience to plant. Boy now theres a correct word for a flower. Impatience, because you really have to have patience to plant those little fricken flowers! So Holly is all of three and she says, "Mommy, can I help you? I have a poon". She meant a spoon, so of course she is helping me with her poon. So after she plants her flower and mmoves on aroudn the tree, I go behind her and replant it deeper. That was the most memorible moment ever. I remember the breeze blowing in the yard, and her in her little short overalls and little white shirt. Her long hair blowing in her face, She had the longest hair ever. It was beautiful. I remember crying my eyes out when we cut it. But we both wanted it short. She danced all over the hair place afterwards. She thought she was so big.
And Sean. He was so hyper! OMG, what the hell happened to him? Everyone thought he had ADHD. He probably did, but we were not going to medicate him. He is so lathargic now! What happened? And his little voice was so high pitched. I can remember the exact day he started calling me Mother instead of mommy or mom. I hated that word Mother. It sounds so formal, like I beat the hell out of my kids and make them call me that. I miss them calling me mommy. Holly never has called me mother unless she is embarrassed at me or something. Then she is like, "Mother" OMG Stop it! Ok, well I deserve that, I do. But I love to embarrass them to death! My retaliation for all the times they embarrassed me! All the times Sean would yell in the chekout like, "Your not my mother"!!! Because I wouldnt buy him something. "Yeah" I would say back to him. "Your mom would have beat you!" or I would say back to them, "I am telling your mom that you were not behaving today!" So I did get back at them.
Now my little Sean has a baby all of his own. Makes me feel so old. Hard to believe sometimes he has made it this far without me. I know he thinks he has made it without me, but I have always been there right behind him in his shadows. I will never go away...oh man I sound like an old witch or something...hahahah And Holly, she thinks she is so grown up. She isnt, and I am not gonna let her. I am right behind her too all the damn time. They just dont know it. It is what we mothers do. They are our life, our existance. I will never be out of their lives, no matter what they may think!
I could get all sad right now and right about my mom, but Im not. I usually ignore the day, with the exception of being with my own kids. They both understand I hate the day. Then the next day was my moms Bday, so yeah, the whole month of May sucks. So Oh well. Move on, get over it, wait until June, then breathe deep.
My brother and I got my mom a pretty neat Mother's Day gift this year (my sister contributed in spirit, since she lives across the Atlantic pond.)
Madre Christina is always complaining that we don't save the Earth enough, so we got her some reusable grocery bags from clothbag.com.
Made in the USA and machine washable. Get your produce on, Mom! Heeeyyyyy!
I found the company via Google search. They have some pretty sweet options (like getting a logo or artwork put on your bags) and the prices are reasonable.
Happy Mother's Day, Chris Mathews!You're a super star and you have three AWESOME kids!
(Pic is Mom and Suso - my sister's hubby - in Bilbao last June.)
Another Vintage Great brought to you by the Adrenochromes: Comedy masterpiece starring Stan Laurel as the dashing Dr. Pyckle, who
transforms into the fiendish Mr. Pride. This hilarious movie from 1925
shows the true genius of Stan Laurel. A gem!
I can't be the only one who has noticed David Cook's covers of songs he has been performing on American Idol. He changes up a song until it is a new creation, with new meanings. I actually think my brain is expanding when I listen to his music, now that's a feat! How can he do this, week after week, and not disappoint his fans? Even the professional recording artists can't put out a hit every week, but somehow DC does not disappoint. Not only is he getting hotter every week (yeah, I'm a female worshipper of DC), but his performances won't let me go. He melts me where I am, and blows my mind with his new songs. His recognizable voice calms my spirit like David did for King Saul back in the Old Testament. This guy is not going to go away, folks. His charisma IMO can be compared to the Beatles phenomena back in the '60's (I was a little girl, but I still remember seeing them on the Ed Sullivan Show). Women of all ages want this man they have never met, even one lady asked him for a date on AI (poor DC handled it as gently as he could). DC don't be too hard on her, she can't help that you are irresistable. It's not her fault that you have captured her heart. You have won her heart, and mine, and you pretty much have the pick of any lady you want now. Your sweet spirit shows though your music. Don't apologize for your music, DC. Listen to HLTW again, and again, and you'll be hooked, I am. Baba O'Reiley--DC is a seasoned singer, able to effortlessly hit those notes with perfect pitch and no sliding, skipping an octave and landing right dead on the high note, cleverly maneuvering your highly skilled voice and caressing the notes and perfectly formed words till we are all mesmerized, hypnotized, and under your spell. You have spoiled the judges, David Cook. Although you have entered a singing contest, you have revealed your writing and arranging skills and now it is expected of you on every performance. We are all addicted to DC's new songs, and are hungry like the wolf for more. Squirrelly needs more DC, so please give us full length versions of "All I Really Need Is You" and "Baba O'Reiley" pleeeeeeeeeeeeeaze! I love you David Cook!
No problems Wednesday night after all, as David sails on to American Idol's final three and secures his trip back home to the Metro. It's a Friday stuffed full of events all over the area, from the Fox 4 studios to the Power and Light District to Blue Springs to The K... if you're an American Idol/David Cook fan, prepare to have a really good time. If you're not... it may just be a good idea to lay low for the next 48 hours or so.
Personally, I'm looking forward to Friday. I'm getting to get to cover David all day for Fox 4. I think it's going to be really fun, because these past few months I've met so many of David's family, friends and teachers, and I know they're all very excited about getting their chance to welcome him back home. I'm also very interested to see David's reaction. Put yourself in his shoes; your hometown rolls out the red carpet to tell you how proud they are of you. It's a moment very few of us will ever get to experience, but I imagine he'll think the whole thing is pretty cool.
I've started to notice something, i noticed it a while back but it just seems to keep repeating. Anybody ever notice how it only seems to be people that are already well off , old people, or groups that seem to win powerball. When was the last time you have seen a young person/couple win or a poor family, in the last year i can't think of any. I was just reading the winners' story that won the other night. They said they already have everything they need and the powerball is just a bonus. I read this other story of a couple that one another big one, they said," we're going to keep playing because the lottery donates to education" That is just greed. If you want to help schools buy books, pencils, etc. The school thing was just an excuse to be greedy. Another 2 stories was about guys that already had very successful businesses, then they win powerball? What kind of BOOGEDY up cosmic force makes this happen when you have people that are already financially well off win the powerball, you know a game with the odds of like a 120,000,000; 1? In the last like 10-15 years i've seen one homeless woman win the big one.
Kind of like publishers clearing house sweepstakes. anyone ever notice the people that got the 10 million dollar prize always lived in some high class neighborhood? Sorry just had to throw that one in there.
I was going to write a blog about short term memory loss, but I forgot what I was going to say! Just kiddin. Actually, I do suffer from this. About 11 years ago, my mom died in a horrible car accident. She was not wearing her seatbelt and was partially thrown from her car which rolled upside down on I-29 & Barry Rd overpass. I was at the school eating lunch with the kids. I came home and my dads car was in my driveway. My sisters was too. I knew something was wrong. I went inside and my sister took my into the hallway, she was crying. I remember seeing her mouth words, but didnt understand what they were. So, my brain BOOGEDY down. My mom was my best friend in my whole world. No one will ever come close. My brain just completely shut down on me. I know now why. I had to deal with some hard things and in order for me to get through the next few days which seemed like months, my brain just went numb. I had to cope and this was how my mind went. Just numb.
So, years later, I am getting better, but I still have memory loss, especially when it comes to people, places, or events or just things in general. Whenever I first meet someone, like an employer, or co-worker, or a date, I have to tell them this so they dont get mad at me in the future over something I said but then said I didnt say or do or whatever.
Most people are ok with this, but then there are some who take ti to the next level. I met this girl where I work and she and I became friends. She also met a guy who she really liked. Ok, let me just say here that I meet soooo many people at what i do. I see so many people, talk to so many people, give my card to so many people every single day! So she likes this one guy, and she goes out with him. She tells me all about him, and one night introduces him to me at a bar. Ok, again, let me just stop here and say, WE WERE AT A BAR! I was socializing, drinking, and having a great time. I do not remember what you boyfriend looked like! So, she tells me one day at work that, "Hey, #### stopped by and said he talked to you lkast friday". Ok, really? I dont think so.....but I dont remember actually. So she gets all weird on me like I am lying or something about seeing her boyfriend. Ok, then she says to me the next day, "So why did you lie to me about seeing #####?, ummmm I didnt lie. I said I dont remember what he looks like or who aIl I talked to on Friday, I dont remember washing my hair this morning, let alone remember your boyfriend. So, the next day she is like, "So why would you purposly lie to me about talking to me boyfriend? So, I am thinking, maybe she has short term memory loss also! Anyways, it is real hard for me to remember where I see people I meet from my past. I try to put on a good show and pretend, and thus far I have been real good at it! I really feel like that movie, 50 first dates with Drew Barrymore, go rent it, it is great!
On the way to work I jam out to classic rock on 101 The Fox. This morning I heard the funniest interview on Moffitt & Frankie that I've heard in a LONG time.
(turn on sarcastic font) Why should I go to the trouble of, you know, praying and stuff when I can just reserve my spot in Heaven for the low price of $12.79! (turn off sarcastic font)
It's a Web site called reserveaspotinheaven.com where you can buy your way past St. Peter. There are a few different travel packages - the all-access package includes first-class ticket to fly to Heaven and VIP access to areas like the Land of Milk & Honey. The basic package will just get you in the door.
Or, if you hate someone, you can get them a spot in Hell. The all-access package in Hell includes access to the "Frozen Wasteland, the Lake of Fire and the Bridge of Dead, where all the hotties get together and kick it."
Listen to the interview with the site's creator Edgar Kim:
First, my apologies for keeping this brief, but it's late and I'm tired.
We were back at an American Idol watch party again tonight... first time I've actually gone to a watch party in weeks, and it was a good one. Close to 200 people, new David Cook t-shirts for sale, and an excited crowd. Still, I don't think there was any question most people were already looking ahead to David's trip home of Friday. His performances were good; no reason to think he won't move on to the final three. But there's that nagging thought; what if for some reason he didn't get the votes?
Honestly, I don't think David's got anything to worry about; I expect him to be here on Friday. That said, Wednesday night can't get here soon enough, just so we can know for sure. What do you think?
Right click on this and copy it into your search bar. It is from comedy central, they tied a fake deer to the hood of a car at a gas station and screwed with some people. Tell me what you think about it.
GLADIATOR READY! 
(turn on sarcastic font) Why should I go to the trouble of, you know, praying and stuff when I can just reserve my spot in Heaven for the low price of $12.79! (turn off sarcastic font)
