Man, Brad Pitt just won't leave me alone! I've told him again and again that it will never work between us, that he needs to just go for it with Angelina and leave me be! But it's like I'm talking to a brick wall.

So, Brad, if you're reading this, (because I know you check my blog over 20 times a day) enough with the calls already, and the flowers, and the hot air balloons showing up at my work, and the "anonymous" envelopes of money left on my windshield...just...enough already, okay? I know it was you who sent me the pony, not me winning "The Chicago Pony Contest." There was no contest, Brad, just like there was no "Free Tiffany necklace Give-Away." You just have to get control over yourself! Do you realize how awkward it is now when I meet Jennifer for coffee?? So please, I'm begging, Brad, forget about me. You're a sweet guy with a lot going for you, so send someone to pick up the trampoline I "just won" and give it to Angelina instead, okay? It's time. To move on...

Goodbye, Brad.

Overheard

I was at a school yesterday waiting for the van to arrive to pick up myself and two kids, and about 10 feet away from us was a teacher holding a 6 month old baby. Talking to the teacher (and cooing at the baby) was a parent and her (about) 7-year-old daughter. The teacher finally turned the baby to face the girl, which made the girl smile really big, which in turn made the baby smile even bigger. The teacher then said (in a baby voice), "Ohhh, look! She must really like you! I bet she saw your smile and thought, I can't wait to have those teeth!" The girl's smile IMMEDIATELY left her face and with her eyes slightly popping out of her head, she replied, "Um...She's not the tooth fairy, so, uh, she can't have my teeth."

That girl looked HORRIFIED! Like the baby was actually about to crawl over and start steeling her teeth!

Go. Right now!

Just drop what you are doing and go see Walk The line. Do it! I'm not joking! Log off your computer and get thee to a movie theater!

I've been up since 6 am, which would be okay except for the fact that I went to bed at 2 am. I guess Redbull & vodka along with white castle burgers wasn't the best combination afterall...

On Tonight's Menu

Rabbit Fighter
at the Double Door
9pm

I can't wait!
If you are not busy, you should come out.
I will buy you a beer.

My living room today

The dime on the rug reflecting the light from the olde timey lamp that we got at the antique store last summer, the box full of framed family pictures I still haven't hung up, my broken pottery piece I just can't throw out on the table I got for $45 at the Brown Elephant, the plant in the corner trying desperately to grow despite the lack of sunlight, the books neatly shelved, the books hurriedly stacked, the Mexican candle I sort of stole from the flea market, the lonely lamp that never gets used because it shines too brightly, the twin baby blue chairs that match the New York bowl that came from a distant family member whom I only met once, the radiator that camouflages into the wall, the cozy couch with the brown pillow which is right beside the lap top which is on the lap of a girl who wishes she were anywhere right now but in this room...

Minor Obsession

Over this past weekend, I was reminded of the fact that I have a serious weakness (problem) when it comes to guys with long hair. Specifically when it falls in their face. (I know, I'm a geek.) But for some reason, it tops my list of Top 10 Sexiest Things EVER. (Don't even get me started on guys in pigtails...)

So Friday night, when I was at the highly anticipated Jimmy Eat World concert, I was in heaven. HEAVEN! Not only are they my favorite band, but I was literally 7 people to the left and 4 people back from the lead singer, Jim Adkins (God, I love the Metro) who through the entire show had his sweat soaked hair plastered to his face. It was amaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaazing. I felt like I had converted back to my former 9th grade giddy self (minus the braces.) It was quite fabulous.

When I got home later that night, I started thinking about my little "fascination" and realized, that 99% of the time, it has to be the lead singer part of the equation that puts me into the "Beside Myself-Mode," because I have guy friends with long hair and I don't turn into a giddy school girl upon seeing them! (Although with one friend I do find myself needing to simply touch his hair from time to time. Thank you, Bill.) And it's not ALL lead singers either, just some. Dave Grohl from the Foo Fighters didn't make me giddy when I saw him live with his hair in his face, but I did think he looked damn sexy.

What can I say, I'm a girl and girls are ridiculous about things like this. (Me especially.) Ahhhhhhhh, the tangled webs we weave...(That phrase doesn't really fit my story, I just felt like throwing it in for good measure.)

Playing God

So I'm going to see Jimmy Eat World this Friday night (one of my favorite bands) and I've had 2 extra tickets I've needed to sell for the past month. I asked all my friends, no takers. Cory asked around at work, no takers. I didn't want to put them on ebay because my goal was not to make a profit or put them into the hands of a broker, I just wanted them to go to someone who REALLY wanted to see the show, but didn't get tickets (they sold out fast.)

My solution? I put them on Craig's List which for those of you who don't know is like a jack-of-all-trades website. They have one for most big cities (just typed tities) and one category is TICKETS. So I advertised them and said I want these to go to a real fan.

I got one email from "Emilio" that said, "You still have the tix? I would like them ASAP." Didn't really sound like a fan but more of a broker. So I waited, hoping more people would email me. And boy did they ever.

I got so many emails I all of a sudden couldn't decide who to sell them too!! A lot of people still just asked something boring like, "Are the tickets still available?" Those people I put to the side. Then I got some non excited fans, and I got one guy saying he'd like to surprise a friend coming into town- but mentioned nothing about being big fans. I just wasn't convinced. All of a sudden nobody seemed worthy enough to get my extra tickets. I had probably 30 emails total and I just was TORN UP about what to do.

I read through all the "Possibilities" again and decided to go with "Meghan." She seemed really nice and her email stated that she was a big fan and had REALLY (yes she used all caps) wanted to go to the show but thought she was going to be out of town with her family but now she is not and she would LOVE the tickets.

So I emailed her about an hour ago. Told her I was sorry I took so long to get back to her but a million people emailed me wanting those tickets and I just couldn't decide. But that she seemed the most excited and the biggest fan so I picked her. She was so stoked. So stoked! It was great. My little stint as God turned out quite well...

Well, yesterday didn't turn out so bad after all. My day at work was great, the weather was actually really warm out, I got in some unproductive couch time when I got home, and someone even sent me flowers! Not too shabby for a Monday...

Top 5 Reasons Why I Don't Want To Go To Work Today

1. It's cold out.

2. I'd rather be at home, lying on the couch, being unproductive.

3. It's Monday and Monday's are never any fun at work.

4. I'm hoping someone anonymous (like Johnny Depp) will send me flowers today, so if I'm at work... well, you guessed it, I would miss the flower delivery.

5. Drinking in the middle of the day goes over WAY better at home than at work. (Trust me on that one.)

Pictures from the special store

This just takes the cake...

http://googleblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/we-get-letters-3.html


I don't know whether to laugh, shake my head vigorously in bewilderment or just go throw up.

Chester wanted to wish everyone a Happy Halloween too...