Do you have a favorite 'big' word? A word that you love throwing into conversation just to see people blink?
I do.
My favorite word to use is discombobulate.
Discombobulate is basically a fancy way fo saying 'confuse'.
Denise, knowing how much of a Disney fan I am, and how much I've enjoyed past Pixar films, sent me an article today: Pixar Ends Disney Talks, Seeks New Partner
After seeing this section:
Many observers had expected Pixar and Disney to eventually renew a partnership whose five movies since 1995 have earned more than $2.5 billion at the global box office.
I tried to check off the five films.
I was able to remember four.
1) Finding Nemo
2) Toy Story
3) Toy Story II
4) Monsters, Inc
The fifth one eluded me. I went around to people at work, asking them if they knew the fifth one.
Finally, I exclaimed, "This is really bugging me!!" Then, the proverbial light bulb went off over my head. "It's Bugs Life!"
Everyone thought it was hilarious. And, totally unplanned.
I have Suncoast's daily movie trivia calender at work.
Last weekend's question is interesting:
What is actress Drew Barrymore's real first name?
A. Karen
B. Drucilla
C. Martina
D. Andrew
Answer below:
D. Andrew
I thought it was Drucilla and she just decided to redo the spelling to make it more interesting...
I looked over to the temporary receptionist today. She's talking to a patient on the phone and reached for her Snickers Bar. I stopped her.
Since when does someone eat on the phone when talking to customers?
Then, after she hung up with the customer, she sneezed. Turning to me, she asked "Can I sneeze when I'm on the phone?"
Ooooooooo! I glared at her.
Then, I tattled.
[beam]
Actually, I calmly replied that yes, she could sneeze, just she needed to make sure she didn't sneeze into the phone. Then, I went to the personnel manager and offered to teach those who worked on the phone etiquette.
Working on the phone for years taking hotel reservations has to be good for something!
Today, I was picked to do my civic duty as a Juror. After arriving at the courthouse, I discovered that there were three trials pending today. So, the first set of 50 prospective jurors were called. Not I. Then, about an hour later, the second set of 45 prospective jurors were called. Again, not I. After waiting three hours, my group was called. There were about 70 people left, so they just took all of them to the courtroom, which was made for about 20 people.
The defendant was charged with DUI and driving with an elevated blood alcohol content (two separate charges). He pleaded not guilty. And, the kicker? He was representing himself.
He kept trying to make speeches toward the jury, and the judge had to stop him.
I was sitting in the back of the courtroom, on a wooden bench in a corner, slowly banging my head against the wall as the defendant kept making speeches.
I think I knew more about how to do a prospective juror selection, and that's just from watching Law & Order.
Then, I stopped banging my head, because I didn't want the judge to decide I was disturbed and couldn't be a juror. Then, I decided I didn't care. bang... bang... bang...
And, while listening to the first 18 called up to ask questions, I suddenly remembered that not only do I have relatives that have been arrested in the past, but I have a member of the family in law enforcement! My grandmother, who is a crossing guard in Florida, had to become a deputy sheriff in that county due to the laws there.
So, luckily, they found the jury and alternate juror from the first 18 people called.
And, after a quick stop at Burger King, I was able to get to work after only missing half a day.
Here's this months work quotes:
"You got holographic, I got Care Bears."
"It's not underwear, is it?"
"Say you're a dainty flower."
"I'm a dainty flower... that could kick your butt."
"Patient with high... protestant...?"
"I can't stand protestants!"
"Potential! Oh... Potential."
I'm waiting for my coffee to... Oh, wait. I would need to have coffee
first in order for it to kick in.
"He gets bathed weekly and groomed every other week."
"Your son?"
"No, my dog!"
My head is a size 4 in childrens feet.
I know you don't eat any because you're secretly afraid that if you reach
for some I'll eat your fingers.
"When bad things happen to good people it's just..."
"Fun!"
It's better to be pissed off than pissed on.
When the mafia owned that team, they were winners.
"Since you guys don't keep me abreast of the new drugs."
"What about our breasts?"
We've lost three drivers trying to find this house. It's like the bermuda
triangle of pebble beach.
"There's a guy in your pants?!"
"No, not today. I've got something on my pants."
Since I was driving, I didn't get much sake (Denise decided to give me a bit) tonight when I went out to dinner (mmmmmm... Seaweed salad, miso, cucumber roll!). I decided to have some bourbon. On the way back from getting some, Denise's mother (who I see as a second mom) decided to attack me. She tackled me and gave me a big hug. My response, "Hey! Hey! Hey! Watch the drink!"
Luckily, nothing was spilled or wasted. A near-disaster in the making!
And, I'm down to my last drink of Scapa.
I've decided to drink it straight from the bottle when I do drink it. Maybe I'll take pictures.
Iron Chef USA
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!
Denise and I are literally laughing our asses off. We have tears in our eyes. Our sides hurt. I've nearly fell out of my chair and Denise fell over on the bed.
Denise is wondering if this concept really translates...
William Shatner... the Chairman... bwahahahahahaha!
So, now that I got that out of my system...
I have a list of posts to make, but I'm feeling way too lazy to do it.
[sigh]
And, I only have one more drink of Scapa left in the bottle before it's all gone!
[wail!]
My two year anniversary is also approaching. I'm almost positive it's January 13th. I'll have to go through my blogger archives to make sure.
Maybe I'll do something special for my anniversary.
What do you think? What should I do?
Currently, there's a debate at work on if it's possible to make alcoholic popsicles.
We think it would be great, but the fact that alcohol is hard to freeze.
Perhaps... one day.
Interesting concept.
So, when changing my navel piercing, I come across this warning on the card the jewelry comes on:
Not reccommended fo internal use, implantation, or branding. If any sign of irritation occurs remove jewelry.
I found it hilarious.
And, I liked it so much, it's now on the top three lines of my header. (Read the bit below the header picture).
I'm sitting at my terminal, on a high stool when a coworker who borrows K's Starbucks card sometimes for coffee comes over. I'm not really listening to begin with. Here's the conversation:
Driver: Give me the card.
Me: [wide eyed, confused look] Huh?
Driver: [pretend angry voice] Do you see the anger in my eyes, give me the freakin card, lady
Me: [calmly, looking over top of glasses] Did you know I could kick your butt without getting off this stool?
Driver: [backs away quick][quietly] May I please have the card?
I've been really jumpy since that earthquake hit last month.
At least once a day, I'll suddenly freeze and wonder, "Did I just feel an earthquake?" After a few moments, I'll remember to breathe and go on with my life.
I hope this stops soon.
"When we hear the angels sing, the book of love will open up and let us in."
What the hell does that mean!?!?!?!?!?!?!?
Just heard that song on the radio. Don't ask for artist or title, I have no idea...
But, my daily average is up to 22!
I squealed and everyone at work looked at me funny.
So, Denise has plowed through the first three Harry Potter books. SHe was about half way through Goblet of Fire last night.
I knew that someday... someday, I'd get her to read them!
[beam]
For New Years Eve, we decided we needed another bottle of champagne.
We figured a wine shop would have a better selection than the usual three types at a grocery store. So, we enter, and I see that they have a wall of liquor.
THEY HAVE SCAPA!
BOOYA!
I now have a place locally that I can buy Scapa. And, if you include possible tax, shipping, and handling, it's about the same price if I got it online.
So, instant gratification!
I live for instant gratification.
Again, I have to say:
BOOYA!