How I wished it could be...

Okay, so the men's team didn't make the Final Four in basketball (stupid Michigan St), but the women's team did for the first time ever! So, they had a big party/send-off for the team yesterday and Mom and I went to see them. We got there 3 hours early (to get up close) and had lunch. While waiting in the big open area (where the party was) a wide varitey of interesting people went by. One was this buisnessman who had the most over the top snooty look on his face. Not only did he have a stick up his ass, but it went clear on through to the top of his head. Then, a homeless man walked by, giving me a crazy look and then telling a woman near him "You ain't my woman, don't touch me" (and she wasn't really near him or touching him at all, lol). Later, when Mom went into the Hard Rock Cafe to get a coke, he was in there and was next to her at the bar. He told her the same thing (even though she was far away from him). However, we then saw Chase Cain, the new reporter on the local TV station, who we both think is cute as hell (lol). He's like our own little Anderson Cooper, and his name is really fun to say. He was there to report on the party, so we got to watch him and his crew set up and everything. He did not, however, interview us (what a shock, lol).

The party itself was fun. A lot of people showed up (because the men lost and the town has been a bit depressed about it, I was worried people wouldn't come and support the women) and we got some free stuff. Oh, and I took some pictures (and played around with Photobucket's new picture editing--lol, sorry, I even embarass myself with my pre-teen like behavior).


 

Chase Cain (obviously, lol)



Our All-American Angel  McCoughtry (she is ridiculously good; she reminds me a lot of Sheryl Swoopes)

As is tradition, some personal eye candy for my birthday...

 

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I went with Mom to Buca di Beppo for my birthday and got squeezed into this tiny little table by the bar area (the place was packed and far more crowded than I have ever remembered seeing it). On the little placemat paper they listed all the specials and events they were having, and on there was listed that if its your birthday you get a freee cake (Red Velvet cake no less) and a ten dollar gift card. I already had printed off an e-mail they sent me for a free dessert on my birthday (I'm on their mailing list apparently) but this was even better. I told our waiter (who was ridiculously handsome and looked like like a beefier Will Estes) when it was time that it was my birthday, explaining about the coupon and all that (so they'd believe me). Another lady must have said it was her birthday as well, and I got to see her get the cake and the giftcard. I was expecting the same, but low andbehold our waiter came out with cake, a candlelabra, and preceded to get the whole place to sing happy birthday to me. Tey did not do that for the other lady, and had I known I wouldn't have told them in the first place, lol. It was nice but I hate that kind of thing.

Oh, and

8:00pm		Devil and Daniel Webster, The (1941) A farmer sells his soul for seven years of good crops. Cast: Edward Arnold, Walter Huston, Jane Darwell, Simone Simon Dir: William Dieterle BW-106 mins, TV-G
10:00pm		East Of Eden (1955) Two brothers compete for their father's approval and a woman's love. Cast: Julie Harris, James Dean, Raymond Massey, Burl Ives Dir: Elia Kazan C-118 mins, TV-PG
12:15am		Sounder (1972) Black sharecroppers during the Depression fight to get their children a decent education. Cast: Cicely Tyson, Paul Winfield, Kevin Hooks, Carmen Matthews Dir: Martin Ritt C-105 mins, TV-PG
2:15am		Southerner, The (1945) A sharecropper fights the elements to start his own farm. Cast: Zachary Scott, Betty Field, J. Carrol Naish, Beulah Bondi Dir: Jean Renoir BW-91 mins, TV-G

1.L'Eclisse

I found two new websites (new to me anyway) and now I want to have lots of money to buy things I don't really need (but are pretty and/or cool). lol

Like,





These are special edition books by Penguin classics, that are a reasonable price, but only if you're in England. In American currency, they cost a bajillion dollars. 

And 

 
A set of 1001 Arabian Nights (also by Penguin). This is both expensive in England AND in America (though only available in England, but it can be shipped to the US).

And I want an apartment that I can decorate like the folks featured here: http://www.designspongeonline.com/

And then I want Photoshop so I can make things and do stuff (lol) and I want to figure out how people take images and blow them up super-size (like to fill an entire wall). This site (http://vi.sualize.us/ ) has wasted so much of my time (which I don't really have much of in the first place). I want to make alternative movie posters for movies I like, like:



And I want to just be distracted.

School is ridiculously lame and stressful, and feels more and more like a moneymaking scheme on the part of both the school system and the university. PLUS, the new superintendent wants to do away with all Instructional Assistant jobs, so not only will they not hire me as a teacher, they're going to take away the crappy though I still like it because of the kids job. And have I mentioned how crappy my job has gotten? They had moved me to a new teacher and team of techers, all of whom believe that even though I have almost the same level of education as they do that they are VASTLY superior to we little wee assistants, and that even though we have tons of children (seriously, its like they multiply every day) and end up re-teaching everything and doing all the crowd control, we are not worthy of being told what the *&^% is going on at any given time and then get pissy when we just make something up in the meantime. This was not the case at all with the last teacher (who had a temper with others, but never treated me as anything other than an equal). Its so frustrating and insulting, and then on top of it they are so snooty and then go and backstab each other and talk shit about each other, but still refuse to do anything logical and helpful.

Plus Spalding sucks and all the classes are terrible. PLUS, if you ever complain they apparently black ball you. The grades are completely shady and arbitrary, yet are supposed to scare us into submitting. One professor I just finished with was okay, but even she wasted TONS of time and ended up not really teaching me anything that wouldn't be obvious to anyone who has spent more than a week or two in a classroom.

PLUS FCCCamp has gone to shit, as I'm exhausted and tired and stressed out to the max (and forced to bite my tounge non stop).

Anyway,

--Kanye's new CD is awesome and I listen to it all the time (though its depressing too, but in an uptempo fashion). I haven't bought Beyonce's CD yet (so add that to the Christmas list).

--I bought "My-So-Called Life" for $20 on eBay (and it usually costs around $40). I love that show.

Oh, and the UofL football team is GOD AWFUL, two years removed from being in the Orange Bowl and a game away from playing for the national championship. That coach left, and the new coach has just destroyed everything, and because he's BFFs with the Athletic Director he's not going anywhere. The mens basketball team, which started the year ranked 3rd in the counrty (and a favorite for the Final Four), lost to the non-ranked Western Kentucky, and it wasn't even close. THEN the women's team, also ranked in the top ten nationally (which has pretty much never happened), lost to an un-ranked Nevada team.
 

AND (lol) my cat decided he no longer wanted to poop, so we had to take him to the vet. She didn't really have any solution (he was most likely just constipated), but since we had to put down his sister years ago because her digestive ststem broke down (she had kidney problems) I freak out because I think he's going to die soon now. He's not really (that I know of), but I worry about it, especially since he's getting pretty old and him dying now would be just the kind of thing that usually happens at times like these.

Manda, I want to see you and Jaffer and the baby (but won't be able to anytime soon). Say hi to Maya too.

Mo, I want to go to Chicago too and want to hear from you. During Obama's acceptance speech there was a person in the crowd who looked just like you.

LMAO, I'm just a mess (I'm ok, but way too stressed and I don't handle stress and doom and gloom very well).

Oh, and this site is awesome and has lots of free music from old LP's that you'd find at the the thrift store. http://learning2share.blogspot.com/

I found a song on there called "I'd have wrote you a letter but I couldn't spell *yuuuckkkfft*". Its fantastic.