A little peek into how Turk's mind works

So I was reading Tomato Nation today and they mentioned Brad Renfro.

Stay with me this may take awhile.

So they mention BR and basically what a douche he is (former child actor with a drug problem fishcakes). This immediately sparks a memory of when I saw him in the Cincinnati airport and I recognized him and tried to figure out what he would be doing in Cincinnati.

But, then as I was reading, and after I looked him up on imdb, I realized that it wasn't BR that I saw at the airport. It was someone else. But who was it? Seriously, I could clearly picture him in the airport. Smoking evern though obviously it was a "No Smoking" area. Talking to some random person he was with. Him possibly noticing my inappropriate, slightly creepy staring. Shorter than I expected, chubbier than the movies he was in... I recognized him then, could give you his name...but my memory now of this? Failing me in every way.

This is when I wished my brain could just be hooked up to Google (or in this case Google Images) so that the internet would just tell me the answer. Sadly, this is not yet a possibility (but that may be for the best right now actually).

Instead I turned to imdb. I tried to remember what I saw my unknown child actor in...I thought it had Jodie Foster in. But no, I was wrong. Nothing on her resume sparked recognition.

Good Lord, who was HE? If this took much longer I was going to go crazy and start asking people...becuase they would be able to read my mind and tell who I was thinking of even though I could give them very few clues.

GAH! Who was it? (whiney)

Then, the little light came on above my head. Wasn't his name Eddie? So, hoping that something, anything would turn up, I typed E-d-d-i-e into the imdb search function.

EUREKA!

Low and behold, it totally worked, the answer? Edward Furlong. I am amazed that worked. And why did it work? Becuase other dorks like myself typed E-d-d-i-e into the search and ended up choosing his name from the list of returns. Either that or the internet is starting to read our minds.

I still have no idea why he was in the Cincinnati airport.


Unless... google do know why he was there?...maybe he's related to this guy.

Whole Foods' Bitch

Yup, that's me.

Honest Tea only $0.99? I'll take three (I am not as crazy as Court, plus I purchased more than one variety).

Black bean and cheese burrito? Don't mind if I do.

Vegan blueberry muffin? Gets me every. single. time. (They are like crack to me. Or, at least how I expect the addictive qualities of Crack to effect people; the muffin never sits around for more than a half hour before I eat it.)

Odwalla bar? Well, only if they are on sale...which they have been the past few weeks...

Free samples? Is it wrong for me to have more than one? How about 5?

Results? Spending $10 more than I should have for food I don't really need.

Secrets...

So I don't feel like doing my actual work and this idea/thought struck me as funny this morning. Although it may make you all feel differently about me I am going to tell it anyway.

So, as you may or may not know, during the week, when I am making food for myself I have decided not eat meat or at least very little meat. This means that I am eating a lot of beans (thanks Dad!) and I am therefore gassy.

As you may also know I walk to work every morning. I often listen to my iPod. I have special earphones, to help block out the noise... this is important... and this often makes me forget that even if I can't hear things, other people can.

This is where the previous two paragraphs converge. Normally, before farting I make sure no one else is around. Usually they are silent, but I still don't want to leave the odor lingering for others. This morning, apparently I forgot that just because I couldn't hear myself farting didn't mean that those around me couldn't hear it, because I definitely farted in front of various other people walking to work.

The great thing about the headphones though is that even if they said anything, I did not hear them and I kept walking.

The HORROR!

So, my internet at home may be going away.

Generally, when at home and using the internet I am using one of two wireless networks that are not password protected and have a fairly strong signal. These two networks are named macbase and linksys.

While a little slow I have used both of them and they have rarely let me down.

That is until last night.

macbase is now PASSWORD protected.

linksys worked for me when I got home, but then stopped (which is when I tried to switch to macbase and was denied), but did not work later in the evening.

I may have to break down and actually get my own internet. If anyone wants to do some research for me and see what is available besides Comcast (expensive punks), that would be awesome. Because I really don't want to pay $60+ a month.

I can't dance... at all.

Sniff.

So he no longer looked like Willard (i.e. Farmboy Hot) and he was confused for that guy in "While You Were Sleeping," but let us all take a moment of silence.

Funny and Gross

You have been warned.

We will start with the funny.

So I met up with Trish today to get new phones (woo hoo! I have a new phone... but you may have to call me so that I can get your number back). We stopped at her house first and she had found some of my old stuff. Including these:



Those are earrings I actually wore... man it really was the '80s wasn't it? I think the ones in the upper right corner are actually for Barbie's but you put them on your own earrings too. I was soooo cool. Do I seem like a hearts and teddy bears kind of girl to you? I do not remember my parents letting me smoke the crack, but apparently they did.

Now the GROSS... Court, you may not want to look at these.



My foot:



I was trimming my nails last night, and I looked down (apparently I don't often check the bottom of my feet) and saw this. The picture isn't that good, but can you see how the heel looks like the side of a fish, all scaly? I immediately put on lotion and have vowed to myself that I will continue to put it on day and night. I am used to my feet being disgusting, but this is too much for even me. Some people suggest I go to a medi-spa, but I truly think they would turn me away for being too disgustin.g.

Now for the grossest thing EVER... other find from the stuff Trish gave me:



Can you tell what that is?

That is correct it is a tooth. When I found this I immediately thought of Courtney and her dream (nightmare) of all of her teeth falling out. I know it is mine. I remember keeping it. I do not remember why I kept it or when I lost it. But rest assured I have thrown it away now.

New Baby!

Lanie (Elaine) had her baby in the wee small hours this morning. Her name is Mary Kathrine (not sure how they are spelling that) Kathryn and she is a little over 6 lbs. and 19 inches.

As far as I know, this will be the last baby in my family for a little bit, since, at this time, no one else has announced anything.

Thank God.

Rock the Vote! or I'm so vain.

So this post has two purposes: 1) Allow me to post on Friday the 13th and 2) Get your opinion.

So, I knew I would go gray early if my mom's genes had anything to say about it. And since I have been finding gray hairs since I was 7, I knew it was inevitable. You would think I would know how early I would really start going gray by watching my sisters. But, you would be wrong. None of them have hair as dark as mine (Carol's hair blonde and blended in for a long time) and some of them have been known to dye (I'm looking at you Barbie). Therefore I feel they are poor benchmarks to use.

This is all important, because here is where you fit in... Lately I have been finding more and more gray hairs (all over, so no cool graying pattern for me), my question is two fold 1) Do I dye it or go gray naturally? 2) If yes, when do I start? Please explain your choices when you respond.

Too Far Curves, Too Damn Far

So, as you may know, at Curves they often take songs and re-record them to be at a rate of at least 140 beats per minute. They have done this to many songs. But tonight, they just went too far. TOO FAR I say!

It wasn't actually the whole song either, it was cut into the middle of their version of "Everybody Salsa".... I am not sure if that makes it better or worse.

Happy Birthday Angela!

Okay so it is a little late, but really I just wanted to show off the cake Court and I made.

Am I dumped in '06?

Do I stink?

Do I talk too much?

Am I annoying?

What have I done to offend you?

Do you not love me?

Why, oh why haven't there been any emails yesterday or today?

The little G-mail talk/notifier in my taskbar is taunting me. The little talk bubble is just sitting there with no red "M"/Envelope. Do I check g-mail anyway, hoping that the notifier just hasn't check for e-mail in the last 45 second? Yes, yes I do. Is there anything there from anybody? No, no there is not. Not even spam or a bill.

Nobody loves me.

Everybondy hates me.

Think I'll go and eat worms.

Long ones.

Short ones.

Fat ones.

Thin ones.

See how they wriggle and squirm.

Poor Compy

So, I had to take my computer to the Genius Bar at the Apple store on Saturday. I was pretty sure that I would have to but I spent a good half-hour on the Apple Care line to make sure that this would be necessary. Apparently my CD/CD-RW/DVD/DVD-R drive doesn't want to work anymore and they have to replace it. Total: $399.

Extended Warranty that was purchased when I bought the computer: $369

Cost to me to fix my drive problem: $0.

Thank God I bought that warranty, I would be so pissed right now otherwise. It is kind of like in The Game of Life (did I ever tell you how my HS friends and I brought this to a dance one time? We were so cool), always buy the insurance.

Anyway, I will be at least a couple of more days without a computer at home (so I can't put those Cash CDs on my iPod yet, or make copies for other people who want them). Apple said it would be up to 10 business days before I could have the computicon back.