Sunday, July 31, 2005

Stage Beauty

Stage Beauty
Originally uploaded by littledevilworks.
After a night out with the girls we came back to watch a DVD at my place. I didn't have high hopes or expectations for this one, but it was really hilarious entertainment. If you're ready for a rental try Stage Beauty starring Claire Danes & Billy Crudup. Set in Shakespearian times, the movie chronicles the change from men playing women's roles to the entrance of actresses on the stage. At times a spoof, Stage Beauty was an unexpected find. I'm definitely giving it two of my own thumbs up (I never agree with Ebert & Roeper anyway)!

Saturday, July 30, 2005

Snazzy new shawl.

Snazzy new shawl.
Originally uploaded by littledevilworks.
Yup I finished it this weekend. Another new pattern down, and a little extra warmth on a cool evening. Upward and onward to the next project!

Ooo it's cold outside.

Ooo it's cold outside.
Originally uploaded by littledevilworks.
The next best thing to my boyfriend's arms.

Is it just me...

or did Jessica Simpson look like @$$ tonight on Jay Leno?

Friday, July 29, 2005

Well I'll be Damned...

From the Boston Herald:

10th planet discovered past Pluto
By O'Ryan Johnson

Ten billion miles from the sun, you can hear a school textbook editor screaming.

About a month before students return to class, astronomers at the California Institute of Technology announced yesterday the discovery of a 10th planet, which means Pluto, the icy, forgotten stepchild of the solar system, has a big baby brother.

The new planet is 1 1/2 the size of its closest neighbor and is the first planet discovered since 1930, but doesn't have a name yet.

The planet's discoverer, Mike Brown, told the Herald last night he submitted a name - which he would not disclose - to the International Astronomical Union, which is deliberating it. Until then, the planet is called 2003UB313.

Is it vacation yet?

Now that finals are over, and I'm on "summer break" I'm itching to get out of town. I've got a sweet little trip planned. True, it's to the midwest which is currently hotter than hell, but I get to see my boy, spend a few days at a lake resort, catch up with the college roomie and her man, ride behind my man on his motorcycle (biker mama!) and just celebrate the joys of summer, sunshine and ice cream. Schoolwork be damned, I'm on vacation baby! T - 7 days and counting.


"You know, some days even my lucky rocketship underpants don't help."
- Calvin, Calvin and Hobbes

I would have said 100%

You Are 30% Weird

Not enough to scare other people...
But sometimes you scare yourself.

What do you get...

When you cross High School Chemistry with a Really Big Sweet Tooth? The Periodic Table of Candy.

Thursday, July 28, 2005

If only I had known!

The first BlogHer Conference takes place this weekend in Santa Clara, CA.

Just in case you ever wondered.

Results 1 - 10 of about 432,000 for fart science. (0.15 seconds)

Facts on Farts.

File this...

under the list of things we wish we could get away with sometimes.

Foul-mouthed British parrot banished by embarrassed keepers.

LONDON (AFP) - A foul-mouthed parrot previously owned by a lorry driver has been banished from public areas in a British animal sanctuary after repeatedly embarrassing his keepers, they said.

Barney, a five-year-old Macaw, is now kept indoors at Warwickshire Animal Sanctuary in Nuneaton, central England, when outsiders visit after abusing dignitaries with swearword-littered insults.

"He's told a lady mayoress to f..(expletive) off and he told a lady vicar: 'And you can f... off as well'," sanctuary worker Stacey Clark said.

Nor did the forces of law and order escape, she added.

"Two policemen came to have a look at the centre. He told them: 'And you can f... off you two wankers'."

Clark said sanctuary workers believed Barney either picked up the phrases from television or was taught them by his previous owner, a lorry driver who emigrated to Spain.

"He does say 'Hello, big boy' and 'Thank you' when you give him a biscuit," she added.

"But it's mainly naughty words and always to the wrong people. We're trying to teach him not to swear. Macaws are very intelligent birds."

Wednesday, July 27, 2005

A Geek's Take on Terror

This is hysterical. If you ever played around in DOS you'll love it!

Financial aid is a bitch.

Let me preface this by saying that I am grateful to the government for making Federal Stafford Loans possible for graduate education. I am particularly grateful for the $8500 unsubsidized portion.

However, I am particularly scornful of the institutional financial aid office which shall remain nameless. (IFAOWSRN) I have been diligently filling out all my forms and applications since April - my FAFSA, and all institutional related forms. Partway through the summer IFAOWSRN decides it is going to rollout an electronic financial aid system, where all my information will be right at my fingertips. This is about 1.5 months ago. My information has only come to my fingertips this very morning, approximately 22 days before my BIG FRIGGIN TUITION PAYMENT (BFTP) is due. So IFAOWSRR calmly tells me to wait indefinitely for my eligibility. When it finally pops up this morning, I then have to print out several forms indicating which of the menu of cafeteria options I would like to use to reduce my BFTP. Now that I have done so I must fax it to the IFAOWSRN so that they can fax it to my lending institution. Then my lending institution must send me a Master Promissory Note (MPN) confirming what I would like to take towards my BFTP.

ONLY then will my IFAOWSRN consider me aided for the year. Not only does this all have to happen in T-22 days, but the financial aid payment has to be transferred or I have to schedule a deferrment with the IFAOWSRN. This during their "peak period" where their phone lines actually say "We are extremely busy and due to high call volume we cannot take your call" before abruptly disconnecting you.

Color me pissed.

P.S. I might add that I have not actually received my fee bill yet despite payment being due in almost exactly three weeks. I should receive the bill the night of my last final, along with a binder of material to read for the new classes that start in 3 weeks [for which I must write 2 papers to be turned in the first day] and a cheery note from the program administrator (who does not know the difference between the word "roll" and "role" in a variety of contexts) telling me to enjoy my three weeks off during which I will be working on new curriculum. Gotta love grad school.

Fortune Cookie Musings.

From my fortune cookie today at lunch:

"There is a true and sincere friendship between you both."


Hazarding a guess at "you both":

* Me and the fortune cookie?
* Me and the mouse in my pocket?
* Me and my multiple personalities?
* Me and the Chinese food I just ate?
* Me and the man who served me chinese food? (dear god I hope not)
* Me and the guy in the fortune cookie factory?

The possibilities are endless...

As promised...

Excerpt from The Wind Done Gone by Alice Randall.

***Translation: Other = Scarlett, Planter = Gerald O'Hara, Lady = Mrs. O'Hara

They called me Cinnamon because I was skinny as a stick and brown. But my name is Cynara. Now when I tell it, I say they called me Cinnamon because I was sweet and spicy. Sweet, hot, strong, and black -- like a good cup of coffee. Leastways, that's how Planter liked his coffee.

Planter used to say I was his cinnamon and Mammy was his coffee.

He said those words a day I had gotten into trouble dashing before Other upon the stained-glass colored light that fell in rows of blue and pink diamonds down the wide hall of the big house. If I was ten years old, it must have been 1855. I bumped into the leg of the Hewitt sideboard. Other was ten years old too. It was one of those days we had back when everything seemed it would always be just as it has always been. Everything and everyone had a place and rested deep in it, or so it seemed that day to would-be knights and ten-year- olds. Then I bumped into that carved leg, and the shell-shaped bonbon dish jumped off Lady's sideboard as if it just wanted to split into a hundred porcelain shards on the lemon-oiled pine floor. Something had changed, and I had changed it. Someone wanted to beat me. Mammy said she'd beat me good, with a belt. Other lied and said she'd knocked into the table. Said it 'cause she knew it would pain Mammy to give me a whipping.

Tuesday, July 26, 2005


Peter Principle

A rule of organizations that states, “In a hierarchy, every employee tends to rise to his level of incompetence.” Formulated by Laurence J. Peter, this rule is supposed to explain occupational incompetence.

Sheer Literary Genius

For anyone who has been forced through Faulkner (my HS buddies remember "Light in August" don't they?)... this is sheer genius.

Each year, Hemispheres, the offical magazine of United Airlines, sponsors a faux Faulkner contest. Please find below the "reprint" of the material from this year's winner from their site.

Next up... The Wind Done Gone.


The Administration and the Fury
If William Faulkner were writing on the Bush White House

By Sam Apple

Down the hall, under the chandelier, I could see them talking. They were walking toward me and Dick's face was white, and he stopped and gave a piece of paper to Rummy, and Rummy looked at the piece of paper and shook his head. He gave the paper back to Dick and Dick shook his head. They disappeared and then they were standing right next to me.

“Georgie's going to walk down to the Oval Office with me,” Dick said.

“I just hope you got him all good and ready this time,” Rummy said.

“Hush now,” Dick said. “This aint no laughing matter. He know lot more than folks think.” Dick patted me on the back good and hard. “Come on now, Georgie,” Dick said. “Never mind you, Rummy.”

We walked down steps to the office. There were paintings of old people on the walls and the room was round like a circle and Condi was sitting on my desk. Her legs were crossed.

“Did you get him ready for the press conference?” Dick said.

“Dont you worry about him. He'll be ready,” Condi said. Condi stood up from the desk. Her legs were long and she smelled like the Xeroxed copies of the information packets they give me each day.

“Hello Georgie,” Condi said. “Did you come to see Condi?” Condi rubbed my hair and it tickled.

“Dont go messing up his hair,” Dick said. “Hes got a press conference in a few minutes.”

Condi wiped some spit on her hand and patted down my hair. Her hand was soft and she smelled like Xerox copies coming right out of the machine. “He looks just fine,” Condi said.

Fine day, isn't it, Georgie, Daddy said. Daddy was pitching horseshoes. Horseshoes flew through the air and it was hot. Jeb looked at me. Stand back or one of his horseshoes is going to hit you and knock you down real good, Jeb said. Jeb threw the horseshoe and it went right over the stick and Daddy clapped. Run and get me that horseshoe, Georgie, Daddy said. I ran and picked up the horseshoe. The metal was hot in my hands, and I held it for a little bit and then I dropped it. I picked it up. It was hot in my hands and I started running away from Daddy and Jeb. Come back with that horseshoe, Daddy said. I was running as fast as I could. Jeb run after him and get me my horseshoe before he throws another one in the river, Daddy hollered. Jeb was chasing after me fast. Come back with that horseshoe, Georgie, Jeb hollered. But I was fast and I kept running until I got to the river. Dont you dare throw that horseshoe in the river, Jeb said. I threw the horseshoe in the river. Jeb fell on the ground. Jeb kicked and cried and then I cried.

“He needs his makeup,” Dick said.

“I'll do it,” Condi said. She put a little brush on my check and it tickled and I laughed.

Rummy walked into the room. “Jesus, what's he laughing about,” Rummy said.

“Dont you pay attention to him, Georgie,” Dick said. “They're going to be asking you all about Social Security. You just remember what we talked about.”

“He cant remember anything,” Rummy said.

I started to holler. Dick's face was red and he looked at Rummy. “I told you to hush up already,” Dick said. “Now look what you've gone and done.”

“Go and get him Saddam's gun,” Condi said. “You know how he likes to hold it.”

Dick went to my desk drawer and took out Saddam's gun. He gave it to me, and it was hot in my hands. Rummy pulled the gun away.

“Do you want him carrying a gun into the press conference?” Rummy said. “Cant you think any better than he can?”

I was hollering and Dick was turning red and then white and the room was tilted.

“You give him that gun back, right this minute,” Condi said. Rummy gave me Saddam's gun back and I held it my hands. It was hot like a horseshoe.

“You got the gun, now you stop that hollering,” Rummy said.

Condi patted me on the back. “It sure is hot in here,” she said. She fanned herself and took off her jacket. She smelled like perfume.

Sam Apple is a graduate of the creative nonfiction MFA program at Columbia University. His first book, Schlepping Through the Alps, was published in March 2005 by Ballantine Books. From 1998–2000, Apple edited New Voices, a national magazine for Jewish students. Apple’s freelance nonfiction work has appeared in a variety of publications including The New York Times,, and the Forward. In 2004, Apple was a finalist for the Koret Award for Young Writers on Jewish Themes. In 2002, he won the Upload $1,500 first place award for short fiction. Apple is currently a contributing book editor at and at work on his second book.

What will they think of next?

For the last few nights I've been learning about some disturbing things. Now I know that we in America are equally (if not more so) disturbed, but really.

Let's take a moment of silence to ponder these:

  • The Toilet Bowl Restaurant. Yes, folks there is a restaurant in Taiwan that seems to think the place for outputs should resemble the place for inputs (commonly called factor inputs in business). [Insert bad bathroom humor here] Read more and check out the pics, if you dare, here.

  • The Lap Pillow. For years women have placed "husband pillows" on their beds. (example here) Basically those are just big pillows that resemble a chest and arms (not literally) to provide support when you want to sit up in bed. Now some man (this HAS to be invented by a man) has decided that men need lap pillows to take naps. Check out the pics here.

Breaking News...

You heard it here first folks: Mr. Big will be returning to Law & Order. Read more here. I'm very excited. As a devoted fan of Law & Order and a fan of Chris Noth, I think it will be a great addition to the series.

Further, it ensures my being able to see Law & Order any hour of the day that I wish be it on TNT, NBC or USA. Long live the "dunt dunt," the "ching ching" or whatever that noise is that shows us that TNT means drama(TM).

The Tyke

The Tyke
Originally uploaded by littledevilworks.
After a full day of swimming we chill on the patio before dinner. :)

***Editor's note: this is one of the few pictures when he's not either sticking his tongue out or squirming to get away. He's still making faces though. What a crackup.

Monday, July 25, 2005

Whoa Baby!

Whoa Baby!
Originally uploaded by littledevilworks.
A cutesy for the day. My comments:

* Anne Geddes photo in the making.
* We have that tupperware bowl - it holds one head of iceberg lettuce very nicely.
* "How convenient - I can suck my fingers and my toes at the same time!"

A few sage words of advice...

Forgive your enemies. It messes with their heads.

Every path has a few puddles.

When you wallow with pigs, expect to get dirty.

Don't judge folks by their relatives.

Remember that silence is sometimes the best answer.

Timing has a lot to do with the outcome of a rain dance.

If you find yourself in a hole, the first thing to do is stop digging.

Always drink upstream from the herd.

Good judgment comes from experience, and most of that comes from bad judgment.

Live simply, Love generously, Care deeply and Speak kindly.

Sunday, July 24, 2005

Swimmin' (or Fwimmin')

Today was a really nice day. I should have been studying, but instead I slept late, took a cursory look at my notes, and headed home for a family BBQ and afternoon of swimming. We had a few relatives in from back east, and my aunt and uncle brought my 6 year old cousin, Daniel, up from San Diego for the day.

Usually my sister is the one to take Daniel swimming, but since she's back in the Chicago heat, the task fell to me. I probably haven't been in that pool in 5 years (or any pool other than a jacuzzi for that matter). Other than the fact that I may have inhaled half the water, it was wonderful. And Daniel, despite being a bit scared of swimming on his own where he can't stand, is a regular little fish. Whew I'm tired!

Honestly though, I think my favorite part of the day was right after swimming when Daniel came and sat, all bundled up in his towel, in my lap. He did the same thing after dinner. He hasn't sat in my lap in a long time (he's a big boy now and is always up and running around) but it was so nice to cuddle him, and talk to him and have him sit still and want to be there! Was just an extra special feel good.

Of course, now it's 10:30 and I'm home. The bed needs to be made (clean sheets MMMM), I need a shower, and I STILL haven't studied for the final tomorrow night. This wascally wabbit it is twouble.

Friday, July 22, 2005

What's a girl to do.

I've been sitting here drinking caffeine all day at an alarming rate, wondering how I can be so tired when my new job starts later than my old job, and my commute is shorter. This HAS to translate to more sleep.

Then I remember.

My erstwhile neighbor high-tailed it out of town around Wednesday without turning off his beep-beepy alarm. It goes off every morning from some 6-ish hour to some 7-ish hour. After two mornings of being awake and cranky, and 2 calls to the landlord that did not result in him or her busting down the door and turning it off, I pulled out the big guns. I rescued the earplugs I was forced to wear when dating the ex (that man could snore like an elephant - do elephant snore?) and then buried my head under my pillow. Although this seems to block out the unwanted noise it has the side effect of making me miss my OWN alarm. Drat.

P.S. This neighbor better watch his back. There's going to be some serious voodoo doll action if the alarm goes off tomorrow (Saturday morning) before 10. Saturday mornings are sacred.


We're in the home stretch folks, nearing the 2 week mark until vacation. Now's the time when we dig in our heels, grit our teeth and go for the touchdown. Ok enough with the sports metaphors. Tasks to accomplish in the next few days:

  • Manicure
  • Read accounting case for final
  • Meeting at 9am Saturday to write up accounting case for final
  • Help session for operations management
  • Study for Strategy Final (Curse professor for giving no direction whatsoever in class)
  • Laundry laundry laundry
  • Visit with relatives, swim & BBQ
  • Clean icky sticky hot apartment
  • Cheer up BF
  • Market - need food to last 2 more weeks
  • Knit, watch DVDs, daydream about vacation and do all the other things I'm not supposed to because I'm supposed to be doing the above

Thursday, July 21, 2005

Looking out for ya.

Might be one of those urban legends/fads, but it makes sense to me.


Paramedics will turn to a victim's cell phone for clues to that person's identity. You can make their job much easier with a simple idea that they are trying to get everyone to adopt: ICE.

ICE stands for In Case of Emergency. If you add an entry in the contacts list in your cell phone under ICE, with the name and phone no. of the person that the emergency services should call on your behalf, you can save them a lot of time and have your loved ones contacted quickly. It only takes a few moments of your time to do.

Paramedics know what ICE means and they look for it immediately. ICE your cell phone NOW!

New title, definitions, restlessness.

New title:

I have decided that I need a new title. This related to topic #3 restlessness. See below.


1. An inclination or tendency to play pranks or cause embarrassment.
2. One that causes minor trouble or disturbance.
3. Damage, destruction, or injury caused by a specific person or thing.: i.e. What I'm about to do to this blog.
4. The state or quality of being mischievous.


Tired of looking normal/mainstream. Must insert flavor [here]. Stay tuned.

Wednesday, July 20, 2005

Overheard in class

Or participated in... take your pick

"Let's party and dry-hump like we're 18 again!"
"Speaking of dry-humping, how was your date last night?"

Just in case you forgot...

Have a smurfy day!


"If everything had a point, there'd be no place to sit down."

If you like the Hollywood Gossip

You gotta check out Gallery of the Absurd. The artist is wickedly talented and just plain wicked - all those are real paintings.

Happy Moon Landing Day!

Originally uploaded by littledevilworks.
Yes, Google is commemorating Neil Armstrong's walk on the moon. Coincidentally, it's also my dad's birthday. Happy Moon Day and Happy Birthday Dad! (He's celebrating his 30th of course!)

I take it back.

So I guess I'm going to have to eat a bit of crow and take back what I said about Verizon in the last post. They did screw it up, and they didn't have any record of the changes I made, but they took my word for it and backdated all changes. Yes, that means that I don't owe them this huge bill - it should be credited next month. I have to say - I had no faith that they'd do something like this and they did. They've exceeded my expectations and it is a pleasant surprise.

Now if only the guy next door had turned off his alarm before he left on vacation...


Tuesday, July 19, 2005

When other people's screwups cost me a LOT of money

I am so angry right now I could spit. At 11:07 this evening I opened my Verizon wireless phone bill to find that I owe them over $200. Apparently, when I called to up my plan (because I was going over my minutes and it was expensive) and buy a new phone, the moron on the other end didn't adjust my contract. So last month I paid my bill in full and then went on my merry way this month like I had 500 minutes more than I really did. Lo and behold, the bill today shows up for $39.99 service fee, and exactly $142.20 in overage charges. And of course it's 11:07pm and customer service closes at 11, so I can do nothing but stew till tomorrow. Guess who's getting up early tomorrow to either get a refund or cancel her contract?

Stay tuned. I may start a new blog entitled "Buy Verizon - or just bend over."


Getty Gone Bad?

Apparently the trial has begun charging the curator of the J. Paul Getty Museum of illegally acquiring artifacts. Both the curator and the Getty deny the charges, but the trial continues. Read about it here.


Monday, July 18, 2005

Headlines by Jay Leno

For sale:

One bag of shoes, all sizes, no matched pairs. Open to best offer or snorkel.


Feminine Products & a White Board

Topic 1 -

I just went into the ladies room and discovered a metal dispenser on the wall that said Feminine Tampons. I find the Feminine de facto redundant, because I shudder to think of what a male tampon would be like.

Topic 2 -

I came back from lunch to find a brand new, unadulterated white board outside my cubicle. I know I didn't order it. And yet I have the strangest urge to write something on it for all visitors to see.


Tired of Depressing News?

Check out where it's all happy news, all the time!

This link provided courtesy of a spazzy little robot, gigantic fan of the happiest place on Earth.



Aside from the fact that I enjoy Harry Potter,this link alone makes me want to jump up and down in support of HP6 and the rest of the HP collection.


Sunday, July 17, 2005

10 Semi-secrets of Me

Ok, well they're not secrets anymore if I post them here, but 10 things you might not guess:

1. I'm not as picky an eater as most people think - there are actually very few things I will not eat. (Just a bunch I can take or leave.)
2. Sometimes, I secretly think I belong on TLC's What Not To Wear.
3. Horror movies scare the crap out of me. I can't sit through them without wanting to throw up, and I usually have nightmares for weeks after.
4. My last 3 serious boyfriends all married the next girl they met.
5. My current boyfriend hates it when I mention that fact, but it's a pattern that makes me a bit insecure about my own future.
6. I'm a country music fan. I haven't found any other type of music where the songs can make me laugh and cry and everything in between.
7. I'm very easy going until I snap - then I have a mean streak I'm not proud of.
8. I can only fall asleep if the room is cold and I can snuggle under blankets. If the room is hot, I can't sleep at all.
9. I knit like crazy because it's a way to dispel my nervous energy and anxiety.
10. I don't like wine and I hate beer. Give me the hard liquor and I'm happy. (But I've never been drunk!)


Friday, July 15, 2005

What kind of a Knitter are you?

Knitting Adventurer
You appear to be a Knitting Adventurer.
You are through those knitting growing pains and feeling more adventurous. You can follow a standard pattern if it's not too complicated and know where to go to get help. Maybe you've started to experiment with different fibers and you might be eyeing a book with a cool technique you've never tried. Perhaps you prefer to stick to other people's patterns but you are trying to challenge yourself more. Regardless of your preference, you are continually trying to grow as a knitter, and as well you should since your non-knitting friends are probably dropping some serious hints, these days.

What Kind of Knitter Are You?
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Chia Couch

Chia Couch
Originally uploaded by littledevilworks.
Looks like someone forgot the CheeseWhiz and got crazy with the sod. One of these would be super cool in my backyard one day. Can I have one honey?


Quote of the Day

"The belief in the possibility of a short decisive war appears to be one of the most ancient and dangerous of human illusions."

-Robert Lynd, writer (1879-1949)


Thursday, July 14, 2005

Common recharge.

Fuzzy, hazy. Account numbers swim in my brain along with endless object codes and words like unrestricted funds, GU (government unallowables), common recharge and a whole host of acronyms. Yes, the USC accounting system and expense reports may be the death of me. On the other hand, I don't seem to have broken anything yet.

From the July issue of In Style my Taurus Horoscope:

"A steady temperament is one of your most admirable traits. But this month Mars puts you in a cranky mood. To avoid confrontations stay away from foes until the feisty phase ends."

Are we sure that we're not talking about June? I could swear I spent all of June cranky.


Tuesday, July 12, 2005

Crying Wolf

Ok, so my new job is at an Army funded research center that is affiliated with USC. The Army is partial to either formallity, or simply last names. Therefore, I am now "Wolf." That's my email, that's what I keep hearing in the hallways and one of the guys howled all down the hallway today. And the funny thing? I love it.

Wolfie over and out.

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Monday, July 11, 2005


What a day! First days are definitely a stress attack. However, I think I'm going to love the new job. Aside from the fact that I have MUCH to learn, it really seems like a job that's going to challenge me and keep me on my toes. Today was getting the computer set up, learning people's names, answering some phones (and talking to Lt.'s), ordering some office supplies and getting me a cell phone. That's right, I now have 2 cell phones. UGH. I turned down the Treo however. I don't think I want to be quite that in contact. I must say though, everyone is nice and gracious and people keep telling me how glad they are that I've joined "the family."

Anyhow, life is crazy. I have 55 homework assignments to grade by Friday, and my own homework and takehome quiz to finish. Is it weekend yet?

More soon... it's time to fall into bed.


Sunday, July 10, 2005


Really that's the only word to describe tonight. Ok I can think of two more: f'en awesome! I can't remember the last time I've had so much fun, enjoyed or loved all of the artists up, and was really sorry to see the concert end.

The evening started with a relative newcomer, Shelly Fairchild. I have to say - if you haven't heard her, you have to give it a listen. She's a Mississippi girl with soul and grit and an incredible voice. You've got to like your country a little dark and hot, but damn she was great.

The "official" opening act was none other than Mr. Blake Shelton. Ladies, he's one tall drink of water, a country boy at heart and could alternately rock the house ("Ol' Red") and make us cry ("Austin" - one of my personal favorites even before I knew who Blake Shelton was).

The main event started at almost 10, and the concert rocked. I have to say that if you enjoy Rascal Flatts music, they do not dissapoint live. Their fiddler is amazing, and there were music breaks, covers, and even a suprise guest appearance (and duet with Gary) by the great Brian McKnight. They played all of my favorites and rocked the house till almost midnight.

I have to say, this was probably the best concert I have ever been to - from beginning to end.


Saturday, July 09, 2005


Mmmm... weekend. Sure there's a bit of homework, but there's also fun stuff!

I finished that gosh darn quiz this morning, and I'm about to head off to a manicure, a munchkin show (choreographed by my superstar ballerina friend), and then out to the Rascal Flatts concert tonight. i'm ready for a little dressing up, going out and some fun!

Hope everyone is enjoying Saturday. More tonight!


Friday, July 08, 2005

Bovard Auditorium

Originally uploaded by littledevilworks.
Yup today is my last day, and I'm excited. (Or maybe that's the sugar from the donuts I just ate!)

Meeting at 11 with the new boss to "debrief" on my position here and then its upward and onward. I will miss my incredible view - that little white window on the right has been mine for 2.5 years.


Thursday, July 07, 2005

How can I resist with such good material?

Wednesday, July 06, 2005
BREAKING NEWS: He's No Lance Armstrong

GLENEAGLES, Scotland — President Bush collided with a local police officer and fell during a bike ride on the grounds of the Gleneagles golf resort while attending a meeting of world leaders Wednesday.


Wednesday, July 06, 2005

Letter to the Editor

This cool tidbit courtesy of Daddy DevilWorks - check out today's LA Times.

Finding New Meaning in a Founding Document

My sincere thanks to The Times for printing as its Fourth of July editorial the text of the Declaration of Independence. It is a unique and extraordinary document that inspired and continues to inspire not only our nation but, as well, people around the world. In reading it once again, however, I was struck by the number of offenses attributed to the "British crown" that have been, and are being, committed by the current administration.

Perhaps it is time for some remedial education, not only of our nation's leader and certain members of his administration and party but also of the bare majority of voters who returned this particular George to a second term in order that he might continue to pursue policies so at odds with our founders' ideals.

Palos Verdes Peninsula

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George Bush Bans Toothpaste.

I can see the headline now.

Based on this goodie, the ban can't be too far away.

Toothpaste to 'the rescue'

Phnom Penh - Cambodian prison authorities were seeking 13 escapees they said had drugged cellmates with sleeping tablets before using their toothpaste as a lubricant as they sawed through prison cell bars, authorities said on Tuesday.


What do you mean it's not Thursday?

I could swear today is Thursday. Nevermind that we skipped Monday, and if I were screwed up the way most people are, today would feel like Tuesday. I have had to remind myself at least 12 times today that today is indeed Wednesday and I do have class tonight. (Not to mention a take home quiz that will be due next week.)

Maybe I just want it to be Thursday so I only have 1 day left in my job?

Hanging on till Thursday....FK over and out.


Tuesday, July 05, 2005

This nonsensical news break:

The Darwin Awards:

BERLIN (Reuters) - A German thief effectively signed his own arrest warrant after photographing himself at the scene of a crime and accidentally leaving the pictures for police to discover.

A Space Cadet:

MOSCOW (Reuters) - A Russian astrologist who says NASA has altered her horoscope by crashing a spacecraft into a comet is suing the U.S. space agency for damages of $300 million, local media reported Monday.

Hot Diggity Dog (Ewww):

NEW YORK - For the fifth straight year, it was a victory Takeru Kobayashi could truly relish. Kobayashi, 27, captured the Nathan's Famous hot dog eating contest Monday, gobbling a nauseating 49 dogs in 12 minutes — but missing his own world record of 53 1/2, set at last year's July Fourth competition.

This news break generously brought to you by the letter Q.

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Monday, July 04, 2005

T Minus 4 Days and Counting

Until I get to move on to a new chapter in my career - I'm starting to get nervous, excited and anxious. I can't wait, but I know I'm taking on a lot, so I hope I'm up to the task.

I'm also excited about the short week - it means only 1 night of class, and lots of fun for the week!

A quick weekend recap:

* Saturday we went to see Papa in Ventura. Had a great deli lunch at Roxy's in Thousand Oaks. Then stopped by the house, hit the Camarillo Outlets (Jockey and Nine West!), then the Hamlet in LA for dinner and then a relaxing night at home chatting with the boy.

* Sunday was a BBQ and swim-fest at the parents with my Aunt, Uncle and 6 year old cousin Daniel. He's a cutie! Late night drinks with the girls and late to bed.

* Today was a relaxing day. Netflix movies, lots of knitting and relaxing naps. Talked to the boy 3 times and still found new things to talk about. :) Now getting ready to head off to bed, and make this short week go faster!

Happy 4th Y'all! Watch out for the fireworks!

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Friday, July 01, 2005

Independence Day Un-Funny

O'Connor to resign from Supreme Court

Supreme Court Justice Sandra Day O'Connor, announced her resignation Friday and launched the high-stakes battle over who will replace her. The 75-year-old moderate conservative, who was the first woman to serve on the court, has been the swing vote on some of the highest-profile cases -- including abortion and vote-counting in the 2000 presidential election.

This is the first Supreme Court vacancy since 1994, when President Clinton nominated Stephen Breyer. President Reagan appointed O'Connor who took her seat as associate justice on September 25, 1981.

O'Connor's move did not surprise court watchers and portends a tremendous political battle. Already, conservative and liberal groups have been pushing the White House to fill a potential vacancy with someone who leans toward their points of view.

Things don't look good for us liberals out there. The guy who misunderestimates and chokes on pretzels gets to decide the judicial fate of the country. Anyone want to move to Canada?


Independence Day Funny

The George W. Bush Stamp

The US Postal Service has created a stamp with a picture of President George W. Bush to honor his first term achievements. In daily use it has been shown that the stamp is not sticking to envelopes. This has enraged the President, who has demanded a full investigation. After a month of testing, a special presidential commission has made the following findings:

1) The stamp is in perfect order.

2) There is nothing wrong with the applied adhesive.

3) People are spitting on the wrong side.

Well Q.E.D.

*This post generously donated by the Jackelope

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