Is it wrong to be happy, giddy, actually, at the prospect that Takeru Kobayashi of Japan, the six-time champion of the annual Nathan's Fourth of July hot dog eating contest, may not be able to compete this year because of an arthritic jaw.
How thrilled am I that an American may now stand a chance to win this year!
Joey Chestnut (an American), beat Kobayashi's record at a qualifying event earlier this month. It CAN happen!
Surprised that I'm "in the know" about this? This has bothered me for years (six, to be exact). Is that racist of me? Un-PC? TOUGH CRAP! He doesn't even frickin SPEAK ENGLISH! The Fourth of July is an AMERICAN holiday, the Nathans contest (in my opinion) should be open ONLY to Americans.
Mind you, Kobayashi is not out yet. He's hoping that with the help of a chiropractor, he'll be able to compete.
God forgive me if I inadvertently send malocchia vibes his way.
He's won six titles.
Enough.
Time to sit this one out.
GO JOEY!
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
Monday, June 25, 2007
Lately...
So much has been going on. I feel like I'm constantly swimming upstream.
I didn't plan to abandon my blog, but my head is in a million different places and I can't focus on any one thing.
I dont want this blog to be about me whining about lifes injustices, SO, nothing new to report, I'll be back when I have something interesting to say.
I didn't plan to abandon my blog, but my head is in a million different places and I can't focus on any one thing.
I dont want this blog to be about me whining about lifes injustices, SO, nothing new to report, I'll be back when I have something interesting to say.
Monday, June 11, 2007
The Sopranos - The Finale (Part II)
OK, I've calmed down, I've had a chance to process the show and have come to terms with the fact that...it's over.
I was MAD (did you guess that on your own). How could it JUST END? What happens next? Does Silvio survive? Does he ever wake up? Who takes over in NY? Do the Sopranos live to have another meal at Nuovo Vesuvio or do they meet their end at Holsten's?
I prefer not to join the wackos that are writing their own endings and sharing it with the world. In most of those endings, Meadow walks into the diner in time to see her father/family being massacred. Come on, leave it alone.
As angry as I was at the end (lots of yelling, throwing pillows, stomping around the apartment, railing at the unfairness of it) Tony lived. That was all I was really worried about.
I started getting nauseous around 8:30 last night, nervous about what would happen in what I thought would be a violent, upsetting send-off. I spent the hour tensed, on the edge of the couch, eyes darting to the clock every few minutes. Any time Tony stepped outside, I worried that "this was it".
I knew they would find Phil and thought it fitting that it was his own car that crushed his fat head. I loved it when Paulie sat down with the "youngsters" and unbuttoned his pants and then when he told of seeing the Vrgin Mary in the Bing. Tony's reply was priceless!
In all fairness, David Chase did an excellent job! I was riveted. I was entertained.
And yes, I know there are many of you out there that hate The Sopranos. I live with one such person. My beloved took great delight in pointing something out to me; something David Chase did masterfully last night... Know how to keep an asshole in suspense?
I was MAD (did you guess that on your own). How could it JUST END? What happens next? Does Silvio survive? Does he ever wake up? Who takes over in NY? Do the Sopranos live to have another meal at Nuovo Vesuvio or do they meet their end at Holsten's?
I prefer not to join the wackos that are writing their own endings and sharing it with the world. In most of those endings, Meadow walks into the diner in time to see her father/family being massacred. Come on, leave it alone.
As angry as I was at the end (lots of yelling, throwing pillows, stomping around the apartment, railing at the unfairness of it) Tony lived. That was all I was really worried about.
I started getting nauseous around 8:30 last night, nervous about what would happen in what I thought would be a violent, upsetting send-off. I spent the hour tensed, on the edge of the couch, eyes darting to the clock every few minutes. Any time Tony stepped outside, I worried that "this was it".
I knew they would find Phil and thought it fitting that it was his own car that crushed his fat head. I loved it when Paulie sat down with the "youngsters" and unbuttoned his pants and then when he told of seeing the Vrgin Mary in the Bing. Tony's reply was priceless!
In all fairness, David Chase did an excellent job! I was riveted. I was entertained.
And yes, I know there are many of you out there that hate The Sopranos. I live with one such person. My beloved took great delight in pointing something out to me; something David Chase did masterfully last night... Know how to keep an asshole in suspense?
Sunday, June 10, 2007
Tuesday, June 5, 2007
The Sopranos
SPOILER ALERT...If you've not watched the June 3rd episode, go no further.
I'm mourning.
Not just because of what they did to poor, stupid Bobby, or for the attempt on Silvio (but really, he's as good as dead since there's only one episode left), but because there's only one episode left!
I watched, last night, hanging off the couch waiting for the unthinkable to happen to my beloved Tony and so sad at what did happen. Janice, who I think is usually SO over the top, was understated and tragic for a change. The whole Tony/Melfi thing was strange, but that's NEVER been my favorite aspect of the show. More annoying than anything. I was, however, ENRAGED at how whatsisface Bogdanovich acted at the dinner party...that was awesome!
I'm sad that the show is ending, but I'm so anxious to see HOW it ends.
I can only imagine what my posts would have been like last year, when I spent almost every Thursday night sobbing over poor Denny. I probably would have posted daily with all the different plot ideas I came up with.
I don't watch much tv, but the shows I DO watch, I'm quite passionate about....obviously. ;)
I'm mourning.
Not just because of what they did to poor, stupid Bobby, or for the attempt on Silvio (but really, he's as good as dead since there's only one episode left), but because there's only one episode left!
I watched, last night, hanging off the couch waiting for the unthinkable to happen to my beloved Tony and so sad at what did happen. Janice, who I think is usually SO over the top, was understated and tragic for a change. The whole Tony/Melfi thing was strange, but that's NEVER been my favorite aspect of the show. More annoying than anything. I was, however, ENRAGED at how whatsisface Bogdanovich acted at the dinner party...that was awesome!
I'm sad that the show is ending, but I'm so anxious to see HOW it ends.
I can only imagine what my posts would have been like last year, when I spent almost every Thursday night sobbing over poor Denny. I probably would have posted daily with all the different plot ideas I came up with.
I don't watch much tv, but the shows I DO watch, I'm quite passionate about....obviously. ;)
Thursday, May 31, 2007
Comments
Well, OK, I'm getting some of you to play along.
My mom's comment was, however, I think the funniest ("I agree with most of your views, but definitely NOT concerning Jennifer Aniston and that asshole who stole her husband"). I'll have to teach her how to comment on the blog instead of sending her comments via email. So sad that my own mother has been sucked into the lies perpetuated by stupid Jennifer.
So, Anonymous! I'm quite aware of all who try my patience by wearing those horrid shoes in my presence, but since I love you, I refrain from throwing up onto said shoes. ONLY because I love you...
But, I digress...being anonymous is NO FUN. Make up a name, create a bogus profile...make it interesting for me to figure out who you are. But, I think I know who you are.
Since I spend most of my time in front of this damn computer and not nearly as much time in the presence of you, my audience, my friends, my fans (yeah, ok, whatever) I NEED your comments, complaints, accolades...call them what you wish. So get in there, tell ME to shut up, to write more or tell me I'm wrong (though NOT about stupid Jennifer).
By the way...who the frig requested the jungle heat this morning? I spent the morning verklempt whilst watching my dear daughters Dance Festival (she was, of course, the most talented child there) in her schoolyard with NO DAMN SHADE. What a way to start the frickin day.
Till next time...
My mom's comment was, however, I think the funniest ("I agree with most of your views, but definitely NOT concerning Jennifer Aniston and that asshole who stole her husband"). I'll have to teach her how to comment on the blog instead of sending her comments via email. So sad that my own mother has been sucked into the lies perpetuated by stupid Jennifer.
So, Anonymous! I'm quite aware of all who try my patience by wearing those horrid shoes in my presence, but since I love you, I refrain from throwing up onto said shoes. ONLY because I love you...
But, I digress...being anonymous is NO FUN. Make up a name, create a bogus profile...make it interesting for me to figure out who you are. But, I think I know who you are.
Since I spend most of my time in front of this damn computer and not nearly as much time in the presence of you, my audience, my friends, my fans (yeah, ok, whatever) I NEED your comments, complaints, accolades...call them what you wish. So get in there, tell ME to shut up, to write more or tell me I'm wrong (though NOT about stupid Jennifer).
By the way...who the frig requested the jungle heat this morning? I spent the morning verklempt whilst watching my dear daughters Dance Festival (she was, of course, the most talented child there) in her schoolyard with NO DAMN SHADE. What a way to start the frickin day.
Till next time...
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
Welcome
Greetings and salutations!
Welcome to my blog!
I've not yet decided what the purpose of this blog will ultimately be, or if there's to be any stated purpose at all. One thing is certain...I have opinions. Actually, they're more strong likes and dislikes than opinions, lots of them, and I'm sure I'll be sharing them with you.
Examples...I like my kids (yeah, I have three of those), I usually like my husband (I've one of those too). I love celebrity gossip, but not enough to spend money on those magazines that make my eyes glaze over, I prefer the quick snips I get online. I love Brad and Angelina (they can do NO wrong in my eyes) and I love, love, love James Gandolfini (don't ask why, I can't explain it). There's lots more that I like/love; my dog, my fam, friends that like me for the sarcastic, no-nonsense bitch that I am, MySpace, but I don't want to give too much away right off the bat.
My dislikes are probably a much larger list, but then isn't everyones? Mouth noises and wedge heels (don't ask) make me violent. I've a BIG problem with anyone that chooses to question my choice to celebrate my 29th birthday every year, leave it alone people, that's not changing anytime soon. I STRONGLY dislike people that pretend to be something they're not. Strange that I know lots, LOTS of those people. Mischa Barton, Paris Hilton, Lindsay Lohan and Britney Spears annoy me. Jennifer Aniston makes me ill. I don't care who does or doesn't wear underwear, but I don't want to see it. Rosie O'Donnell used to entertain me, but ever since her 5/23 temper tantrum on The View, I've lost ALL respect for her...SHUT UP!!! I hate celebrities that think their celebrity gives them the right to have a public opinion on EVERYTHING under the sun. I hate people that have zero tolerance for beliefs that differ from their own (religion, politics, though I'll fight you to the death that Brad was the wronged party and NOT stupid Jennifer).
WOW. That's more than I'd originally planned, but I guess a good way to start things off.
If you happen by my blog, stop and say Hi! I'm always interested in making new friends.
Till next time...
Welcome to my blog!
I've not yet decided what the purpose of this blog will ultimately be, or if there's to be any stated purpose at all. One thing is certain...I have opinions. Actually, they're more strong likes and dislikes than opinions, lots of them, and I'm sure I'll be sharing them with you.
Examples...I like my kids (yeah, I have three of those), I usually like my husband (I've one of those too). I love celebrity gossip, but not enough to spend money on those magazines that make my eyes glaze over, I prefer the quick snips I get online. I love Brad and Angelina (they can do NO wrong in my eyes) and I love, love, love James Gandolfini (don't ask why, I can't explain it). There's lots more that I like/love; my dog, my fam, friends that like me for the sarcastic, no-nonsense bitch that I am, MySpace, but I don't want to give too much away right off the bat.
My dislikes are probably a much larger list, but then isn't everyones? Mouth noises and wedge heels (don't ask) make me violent. I've a BIG problem with anyone that chooses to question my choice to celebrate my 29th birthday every year, leave it alone people, that's not changing anytime soon. I STRONGLY dislike people that pretend to be something they're not. Strange that I know lots, LOTS of those people. Mischa Barton, Paris Hilton, Lindsay Lohan and Britney Spears annoy me. Jennifer Aniston makes me ill. I don't care who does or doesn't wear underwear, but I don't want to see it. Rosie O'Donnell used to entertain me, but ever since her 5/23 temper tantrum on The View, I've lost ALL respect for her...SHUT UP!!! I hate celebrities that think their celebrity gives them the right to have a public opinion on EVERYTHING under the sun. I hate people that have zero tolerance for beliefs that differ from their own (religion, politics, though I'll fight you to the death that Brad was the wronged party and NOT stupid Jennifer).
WOW. That's more than I'd originally planned, but I guess a good way to start things off.
If you happen by my blog, stop and say Hi! I'm always interested in making new friends.
Till next time...
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