Thursday, December 9, 2010
bar joke
Two weasels are sitting on a bar stool. One starts to insult the other one. He screams, “I slept with your mother!” The bar gets quiet as everyone listens to see what the other weasel will do. The first again yells, “I slept with your mother!” The other weasel says: “Go home, Dad, you’re drunk.”
Sunday, December 5, 2010
A dino, a Russian mouse, a street rat, and a princess
Happy birthday, Mr. Disney. Your movies are awesome, but I have to say, the Don Bluth/Spielberg team that produced Littlefoot and that little Russian, immigrant mouse really knows how to tug at my heartstrings. No matter how many times I’ve seen Fievel Mousekewitz’s journey towards his search for his family or Littlefoot and his friends surviving their way to the Great Valley, I still get choked up every time.
Of course, seeing that it is Disney’s big day, I have to give it to the Disney peeps for knowing how to make any girl from age seven to eighty blush and giggle.
Love Jasmine ‘cause she didn’t believe all his smooth lines right away ; )
Of course, seeing that it is Disney’s big day, I have to give it to the Disney peeps for knowing how to make any girl from age seven to eighty blush and giggle.
Love Jasmine ‘cause she didn’t believe all his smooth lines right away ; )
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
A Time to Kill
A Time to Kill...soooooo good. I remember having the biggest crush on Jake Brigance/Matthew McConaughey back in high school. Had a girly crush on Ashley Judd, too---how she managed to look beautiful with all that humidity is ridiculous.

McConaughey and Bullock
That movie takes me back to all those pages of legal briefs that I had to do during the early college years. What was funny was that I actually enjoyed doing them. Do I remember any of those cases today? Hardly.
I remember that it took me awhile to like my obnoxious, narcissist of a professor and yes, I did have something to prove. Don’t put a little 19-year-old kid on the spot just because she made the wrong choice of wearing a short skirt at the first day of class. I don’t remember him picking on the nerdy Asian kids (FYI, I was the “real” nerdy Asian kid. The ones he left alone were smoking before and after class, looking all cool and nonverbal with their baggy clothes). I just happened to work retail and usually would head to work after classes. Unfortunately, before I knew better, I did think tight, short, and heels were the way to go. Besides, I thought I was dressed for the part. I mean, don’t lawyers always go with the short skirt-and-heels combo? Haha. Anyway, the best part of that class was enjoying the impressed look on my professor’s face when he realized that I turned in some pretty decent papers. Grade: A+. Case closed.

That movie takes me back to all those pages of legal briefs that I had to do during the early college years. What was funny was that I actually enjoyed doing them. Do I remember any of those cases today? Hardly.
I remember that it took me awhile to like my obnoxious, narcissist of a professor and yes, I did have something to prove. Don’t put a little 19-year-old kid on the spot just because she made the wrong choice of wearing a short skirt at the first day of class. I don’t remember him picking on the nerdy Asian kids (FYI, I was the “real” nerdy Asian kid. The ones he left alone were smoking before and after class, looking all cool and nonverbal with their baggy clothes). I just happened to work retail and usually would head to work after classes. Unfortunately, before I knew better, I did think tight, short, and heels were the way to go. Besides, I thought I was dressed for the part. I mean, don’t lawyers always go with the short skirt-and-heels combo? Haha. Anyway, the best part of that class was enjoying the impressed look on my professor’s face when he realized that I turned in some pretty decent papers. Grade: A+. Case closed.
Cannonball
Forget the cryptic video...This song never fails to amaze and feed my soul. Perfect cold weather music, too.
Monday, November 22, 2010
Here we go again…
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