Darn! And NEW feel good video

So the Seahawks bit butt this season... and neither my Cardinals nor my Vikings made it to the Superbowl. This officially ends my football season. Although if anyone is having a Superbowl party around my area, let me know and Ill bring dip! ;)

Some random thoughts I've been waiting to blog about but didn't have enough material to fill the page with:

-My new feel good video...again from OKGO (because they are super awesome).

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UJKythlXAIY

-No matter how cute you are, or how trendy you think your workout gear is...wearing a fanny pack to the gym is neither cute nor trendy.

-I fantasize sometimes about getting rid of my facebook, blogger, youtube, etc...and just living out the rest of my days as a fabulous bum in San Fran. But I think people would just wonder if I was dead in a ditch somewhere even more so than they do now.

-My FedEx guy looks like Brett Favre. No, not 1990s Brett Favre with the mullet and preteen "no I don't need to shave everyday" baby face. The rugged and oh so fantabulously hawt silver haired Brett of today... except more rugged and muscled (if you can believe that...he plays league rugby apparently). I told him so a couple weeks ago and he couldn't stop laughing. Dave, if you're reading this... quit laughing at me!

-It's easier to eat healthy and diet if you don't know how to bake. Conversely...since I know how to bake and make fabulous candies and desserts, I've gotten fat again. More on this later.

-I've recently been obsessed with Marching Band videos and such (see Feel good video reference up top). And before you guys ask, yes I was a band geek from 9yrs old all the way to high school, up to and including three years in Marching Band. Oh yes, I rocked out and jammed on my flute and piccolo!

-My 10 year high school reunion is this year. One of my best friends (who graduated at the same time as I did) asked if I was gonna go. Hmmm...lemme think...I didn't like any of those people while I was IN high school. Do I really wanna go back and find out that after 10 years, I STILL don't like any of them? Nah...

-This happens at least once a day:

Random person: "are you Vietnamese?"

Me: "Nope...not even a little bit..."

Random person: "are you sure?"

Me: "uhhhhh....yeah. I'm filipino"

Random person: "Well, I thought you were Viet because you're so pretty"

...well shiet. Now I don't know if I'm insulted that they think I'm too stupid to know my own ethnicity, or be flattered that they think I'm pretty, or be insulted again that they think I have to be Viet to be pretty. Oh, the dilemma!

-The random naked people I encounter at my gym's locker room are NEVER the hot and gorgeous babes I wouldn't mind looking at. Nay, they are always the out of shape slightly skanky women that sit their nekkid behinds right next to you on the bench and wanna chat about where you got your duffel bag from. Interestingly enough, these are also the women who wear skin tight shorts and just a sports bra and sweating all over your favorite treadmill right before you hop on.

-At a certain age...women should stop wearing g-string and thong type undies. Case in point, the 67 year old grandma bending over in front of me to pick up her keys at the Safeway baking goods aisle.

Cooking With E!

E is here!

But she is slightly busy with watching the NFL Playoffs...

Rest assured, she will be back soon with more nonsense posts and makeup vids.

In the meantime, I hope you all are having a wonderful time and writing wonderful posts for all your wonderful readers.

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!

I WON!!!!!

I WON! I WON! I WON! I WON! I WON! I WON! I WON!

I WON! I WON! I WON! I WON! I WON! I WON! I WON!

*DEEP BREATH*

I WON! I WON! I WON! I WON! I WON! I WON! I WON!

*DANCING A LITTLE JIG AND SQUEALING LIKE A PIG*

*POOR NMOS IS ON THE PHONE WITH ME RIGHT NOW GETTING HIS EARDRUMS BLOWN OUT*

EEEEEEKKKKKK

EEEEEEEKKKKKKKK

EEEEEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKKKK

I WON!

Please cross your fingers and toes!

Im breaking my holiday sabbatical for this very important announcement.

On my first year playing fantasy football, I managed to finagle my way up the ranks and sit comfortably at #2 seed for my league. I haven't said anything because I didn't want to jinx myself. Last week was first of two rounds of playoffs and I won.

Tomorrow we go for the gusto and play for league championship. Me and Moboobies.

(I'm not shitting you...his team name is "MOBOOBIES")

I'm asking you all to cross all fingers, toes, and eyes for me. And if you believe in such things, maybe a little kneel down to Jesus would help too. I need all the help I can get.

His quarterback is Aaron Rodgers. Need I say more?

Wish me luck people!

And I hope everyone is doing well and having a blast! Keep on smilin y'all!

---As requested...my lineup tomorrow:

QB: E. Manning (Giants)

RBs: M. Barber (Cowboys), K. Moreno (Broncos)

WRs: C. Ochocinco (Bengals), J. Knox (Bears), S. Rice (Vikings)

TE: T. Gonzalez (Falcons)

K: N. Kaeding (Chargers...already played)

DST: Cardinals (I also have the Giants on reserve...but the Cards' are playing the Rams and the Giants are playing the Panthers soooo...)

HAPPY HOLIDAYS

Moments of Idiocy

(Caveat: this post was written on 10/24/2009)

Today's moment of idiocy is brought to you by Lego and is inspired by Some Guy's Blog.

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I hate Legos!

I know I'm gonna get a lot of flack about that because apparently Lego blocks are the equivalent to gold bricks and fairy dust to some people.

To me though, not so much.

Don't get me wrong, I used to love love love playing with those colorful little plastic bricks. And the day I graduated from the ginormous fist-sized, rounded corners, baby proof blocks to the littler, more deadly to the bare foot versions was one of my happiest memories.

When I was 8, I used to stack a bunch of those single bricks on top of each other and pretended to smoke it like a cigarette.

(my dad smoked and I thought it was cool to copy)

(don't hate though, other than that bad example...and of course cursing like a sailor, he is a top notch parent! ;) )

Where was I?

Oh yeah...

It became a favorite play activity of mine to go out for "smoke breaks" with my dad. Him with his Marlboros and I with my own little pack of yellow and white (of course) Lego ciggies in my pink Hello Kitty purse.

One day, as I was clogging my lungs with fake smoke, one of the loose ones on top came off and I accidentally swallowed it on a particularly vigorous suck.

(that's what she said...)

Have you ever had a square, sharp edged Lego brick go down your throat? Not so great feeling, I can attest to that. Now, I'm pretty sure that I've passed that brick some time during the 19 years since...but for all I know, I've still got a slightly chewed up yellow brick floating around me somewhere.

This was a public service announcement... Smoking is bad for your health. And your digestive tract.