Alien Kitty Invasion

This is Ben, my temp to perm kitty. Doesn't he look like an alien here? Or maybe a kitty from the land of the ornate plastic headdress?

Ben likes to follow me around the house and loves to supervise when I load groceries into the fridge too. This weekend he was an expert at both and as he had his nose in the fridge while I was filling it with a six pack of bottled coke, I thought...heh...will I be a mean temp to perm owner if I stick this on his head? Nah...

Maybe now that you all know I took a picture?

People are Funny

Yesterday, while I was sitting on Cesar Chavez and waiting to get onto 280, I drove past a car that was kind of a beat up 4 door, Mitsubishi sedan and it had a bumper sticker that said "Thug Life." The bumper sticker wasn't ON the car, it was scotch-taped to the rear windshield. Um, that's not very thug life to me.

On Wednesday I was walking into the Whole Foods in Palo Alto and these two young ladies came out of the store dressed in sunglasses, bikini tops, old school gym shorts, tube socks and ironic sneakers and both had long blond hair into braids and were sipping on smoothies. Off to the left were three women, dressed in casual business attire, approaching me and the young ladies from the side and I heard one of the business women say, "Um? Are we in LA?"

Are we not rockstars?

Heather Carlo and Willo
Originally uploaded by mistylwhite.

Birthday Extravaganza

Thanks so much to Misty and Willo for organizing a birthday celebration for me and Ali. I had so much fun and was psyched to see all my friends in one place and some few surprises:

Woodside Friends
Dan the Jew
Paul the stylist
Metal Mat
Spuds MacKenzie
Cop toys from Glen
Lots o' presents


Unfortunately, much of the night was a haze...thanks to Paul waltzing in last minute style and making us do shots (did I mention Paul is our hair stylist?) I do remember pouring half of one of those shots on Misty's hand trying to get out of drinking it. Winning in pool with my boy, Carlo, by THIS MUCH after the longest game in the history of the world. Meeting Dan the Jew, who turns out may not necessarily be Jewish...too bad that's his name now. Telling metal stories to Mat. Grabbing Mario by the lapels and saying: "I love you, you single dad!" Being in a tall dark and handsome kiss sandwich. Psyched to see Mai the cute-a-licious. Telling Carlo that I loved him because he had a parking spot right across the street and then remembering I've only known him for a month and was all...whoops! Getting kicked out of Lucky 13 because we were those stubborn drunk people at closing time.

Sigh.

Yay! I need a weekend to recover from my weekend.

It's occured to me...

(and I might get my ass kicked by everyone I know)

...that Indie Rock isn't really indie rock anymore. It's, like, mainstream rock now.

..ahhh! Don't hit me!

When Mini's Attack

Honestly, you're in a midget Kiss coverband and you leave...what else are you gonna do? Form another midget Kiss coverband! The world is right.


Thanks to Carlo for bringing such worthy news to my attention!

You know what really drives me crazy?

People who drive slow in the fast lane and don't move over when there is like, 5 cars stacked behind them. So then all the cars have to pass them on the right. I feel like they are being stubborn and smug, but what they are really doing is making the commute that much more dangerous for the rest of us.

That said, I was telling my mom this story and how when I drive in the fast lane and people pass me I feel surprised because they must be doing 100mph. And she was all, yeah I know! I'm like driving 70mph and people pass me! I just paused on the phone because my fast lane speed is 80-90. Hahaha. It's different out here, man.

You know what I love?

K I D R O C K

I know, I say it all the time but he gives me goosebumps! Actual, trailer livin', bag o' weed buyin', JD swillin', midget lovin', ho pimpin' GOOSEBUMPS.

You know what else I love?

Not having one single thing to do after work. This will be my first night of just being able to go home and r e l a x. Hmm, actually I need to clean my house and get all my ginormous amount of gear ready for my practice tri tomorrow morning.

Wait one more thing...

I also love sweet boys who make me feel like a superhero just because I run around all weekend trying to master 3 sports.

rock the body drop

Do you guys know what that is? Body drop? Yeah, I didn't either until I watched Monster Garage: Mini Truck on the Discovery Channel. Monster Garage is where they trick out cars and trucks. Monster Garage: Mini Truck is where midgets trick out mini trucks! Awww Yeah! This was last Monday and I immediately texted Misty:

I'm watching midgets trick out trucks. What are you watching?

Misty texted back, I'm at the Noise Pop opening night party...

Then I felt like a loser. hahaha. Anyways.

Pimped out mini trucks rock! Now I want one.

Which brings me to why I am writing about this. When I was driving to work today I actually saw a real live body drop mini truck! I had never seen them before the Discovery Channel show. As I crept up to the truck in the 280 rush hour morning traffic something over came me and I devil horned the driver! And it wasn't the typical forward facing devil horns, which is so thorougly abused in our society nowadays. But more of an on the sly back handed angled version, which you see less frequently. Espcecially on 280 at 8am.

Anyways, so I devil horned the guy and as he sat, leaning over with his left arm extended and hand gripping the steering wheel, his head made an imperceptible turn towards me while he nodded twice in acknowledgement.

And then I felt like an ass because Joni Mitchell was on my iPod. Thankfully Fear of God played next and gave me some street cred.


Ok wait...I did not just find this picture!!?! Arggh ruined forever!

Dentist

Today I went to the dentist and for the first time ever I had a rubber dam used on me. I’m trying really hard not to call it a dental dam, because dental dam means something dirty whereas rubber dam means that I had zero to little anxiety while getting two fillings replaced.

Have you had this?

I was surprised to hear that this is one of the first things dentists in training learn, and that I had avoided it all these years. It’s basically a sheet of rubber that they strategically place over your mouth and wedge into place by things jammed into your teeth. It ends up doing three awesome things. 1) it catches any debris that might be flying out of your tooth…in this case an old filling. 2) because of how it’s suspended the tension actually keeps your mouth open! No more aching jaw! (can’t think of a joke funny enough to link rubber dam, dental dam and aching jaw all in one sentence…and swallowing). 3) it also prevents all the water that the assistant is spraying into your mouth from seeping down your throat.

I was a little freaked out when they started putting it in place, since I had never had one, but as soon as the dentist started working I immediately settled down. It was the most awesome thing ever! It was so good, in fact, that I didn’t even feel like I was getting work done on my teeth. There was no stress to keep my mouth open since it was practically being held open for me. There was no panicky feeling about not being able to swallow and to breath because nothing was going into my mouth. My dentist likes to have the chair tilted so that I feel upside down and it makes it ten times harder to keep water from seeping down my throat and I get all stressed out. But today! I literally, almost fell asleep. I was so out of it when they finished, because I was so relaxed, that I think I dozed a bit. I know! Kooky!

And when I woke up I had two brand new non-filling fillings! My first ever on those, too. I typically don’t get them because I have some serious jaw clenching and grinding issues and crack just about any type of filling that goes in my mouth. But nowadays, they have made tooth colored fillings stronger and the dentist feels confident that these will last. We’ll see about that since one time a dentist told me that it was impossible to wear down or crack the amalgam fillings and I was just looking at her and pointing at my mouth and saying, Hello! Because I had one down one whole side of an amalgam filling/tooth.

Blogging is Hard!

Especially when you have two.

I haven't posted here in a while because I've been really complainy lately, and basically hating just about every person on the planet...especially those who drive down 280. I didn't want to bother you all with my hateful musings but, let's go over some things.

1) You know what? Constantly switching lanes is not gonna get you there faster. In fact, it's going to make the rest of us get there slower.

2) When you have a giant car don't be in denial about its size and decide to park it in the tiny spot, that not even a Mini would fit into, next to my driveway. (This one is especially good because I don't even use the driveway however, this car prevented me from pulling into it to unload groceries and prompted me to write the following note and leave it on the windshield: Next time why don't you BLOCK my entire driveway. That would be totally AWESOME! So,...just don't.

3) When people are gonna make, say a left turn...why do they pull their wheel to the right? I don't get that. Do they think that is gonna make them turn better? Easier? Idiots.

Last night I watched the Sopranos. I haven't watched since the new season started. In fact, I cancelled my HBO a week before it started. I was never really THAT into them. And since their last season was the year I left Boston (hi. 3 years ago) I practically forgot the show ever existed. For me, it was just ok. But I kept thinking...where are they gonna go with this show? It didn't seem very expandable. I heard they did an "alternate universe" show last week. Isn't that like jumping the shark?

In other news, me: the highly hermitable-hating-to-go-out girl, is feeling particularly isolated. All this extracurricular triathlon training has left me out of the loop on lots of things. Last week, instead of going to a TnT sponsored event on Wednesday, I went to Thee Parkside to support Bagel Ted and his Noise Pop happy hour. Even though I was RIGHT THERE I still felt slightly alone. Which leads me to something else I have been thinking about. I am trying to figure out what my problem is about living in this town. I mean, besides the obvious...leaving boston with BF, love of my life, leaving me 6 months later, entering serious depression etc etc. And finally decided that I am having a really hard time finding an intimate connection with anyone. Man or woman. Like, I think that a relationship might have the possibility to be that and then all these weird boundaries pop up. So, I have been trying to figure out if I have always been this way in my life and maybe just didn't notice it in Boston because I just had all these people I knew for a really long time and wasn't ever really pressed to make new friends. A lot of the time I think of moving back to the East Coast but, you know, I'll probably just bring this issue with me. I'm kinda melancholy like that.

ANYWAYS, I read Kate's blog about joining this "Thing" called The Compact. It sounded really interesting to me because sometimes I really get bogged down by my stuff. Or I get bogged down by the thought of having to get more stuff. Or I go visit my mom and look at her pack rat house and think: omg, this is my future. Or I get enticed into the romance of shopping for that perfect thing that will make my life AWESOME.

*blink*

Yeah, so, I had this rolling around in the back of my head and when I opened my computer over the weekend I saw this headline. And I started to think about it some more. (And well, obviously these people aren't doing a triathlon...I buy something for it almost every week). And I was thinking, well, jeeze, I almost am already in a self-imposed Compact situation since I make like $2.00 a week. But could I really do it? Not buy stuff for a year? In this article the woman didn't eat ice cream for a year because it wasn't a neccessity nor did she rent movies? Hmm...you know, if I am not buying stuff or able to spend money to go out...I think I still want Netflix.

Do any of you buy stuff to make yourself happy? I do that a lot. I guess it would really help me analyze that behavior...if I wasn't allowed to do it anymore. But what would I do when I got that "I just need to shop" feelin? One of the allowables in The Compact is underware. I was thinking...man I'd be buying a lot of underware. Hahaha. Anyways...

I wish it would stop raining.