Thursday, April 28, 2011

Celebrity Rider

You know that fantasy you have where you are a celebrity and you get swag bags at every event and get to send ahead a celebrity rider stating all the specifications for your room backstage (this is mostly for musicians, whereas the only remote thing I could even tour for would be as an author and I'm pretty sure they are lucky if they get a bottle of water)? Nope, just me?

Well I perused other celebrity riders, and came up with my own. Yeah, fantasy world, I tell ya.

From Snoop Dog and Justin Bieber I got practical items (not all items on this list are exactly copied most off it, just inspired what my version would be):
- 24 Coke Cans
- 4 2 Liter bottles of Coke (I may be in a can mood or a drink from a cup mood)
- ICED (beyond belief) water
- Lemon Slices
- Enough cups, cutlery, and plates for 20 people (not only would I have an entourage but I'm sure I'd be dragging around my family and friends as well if I were a celeb)
- Private bathroom
- 2 Bags Limon Lays
- 2 Bags Salt and Vinegar Lays
- 2 Bags Hot Cheetos
- 1 tray grapefruit, pineapple, mangos, and strawberries
- 2 trays french fries, crispy and hot
- Dutch Mayonnaise Fry Dip
- Ketchup
- Room must be air conditioned
- Full length mirror
- Peanut butter cookies
- Tissues
- Furniture enough for 10 people (including 1 couch and 1 recliner)
- Purell

From Rihanna I gleaned the extras:
- 2 Ocean scented candles
- Internet capabilities
-  Cheetah Print Pillows
- Edible Arrangement with chocolate covered strawberries
- TV with cable

Mariah also inspired some divaness (sort of):
- Chocolate Protein Shakes
- Tortilla Chips

Uma reminded me of the true essentials:
- Exedrin
- Imodium (thank you family for the great genes)

T.I was a seasoned pro:
- Tequila, fresh clean ice, and a blender (for margaritas!)
- Filet Mignon
- Bacon (just...bacon)

Finally, Winona:
- Sweet Mint Gum
- Oreos
- Popcorn
- Bendy Straws

None of ya'll probably think of this in your spare time like I do.

Thursday, April 21, 2011

30 Days

So... I really like books and TV shows where the protagonist gets to experimentally do something for a certain amount of time. Example: AJ Jacobs, author of The Guinea Pig Diaries, did different experiments for month increments, like outsourcing to India or committing to only doing one task at a time. This same author has also lived a strict jewish lifestyle for a year, and then wrote a book about it. Things like that.

Morgan Spurlock, who you may remember from Supersize Me, does experiments himself or creates situations for others to do so. Eating only McDonalds for a month was one such example. In this sort of spin off television/documentary series, he or other participants put themselves in new, and often difficult surroundings for 30 days. Memorable episodes that stick out to me are: Living on a reservation, a border patrol officer living with a family of immigrants, a straight man living a gay lifestyle, an atheist living with Christians, a Christian living a Muslim lifestyle, a man living as someone outsourced in India, 30 days in jail, and 30 days of living on minimum wage. There were others.

I began to think what sort of 30 days I would like to live. My immediate thoughts were 30 days as a stand up comic and 30 days as a pro surfer. But that starts to sound more like an episode of Made and less like 30 days. While those would have been uncomfortable because I would be out of my comfort zone, they wouldn't be uncomfortable enough.

So I would maybe do: 30 days with a disability (blindness, deafness, or being in a wheel chair), 30 days as an illiterate person, 30 days as someone who could not speak the language of the country they were in, 30 days living with no electricity (that may be the end of me though), 30 days as a different religion (Mormonism would be interesting), 30 days as some sort of activist (like animal rights), 30 days as a sister wife.

What sort of 30 days would you do?

Friday, April 15, 2011

Pop Yo Collar

Where I work, apparently you have to wear collared shirts. I had no idea, and went on wearing the same graphic tees and collarless shirts I always wore. Then one day, the manager who I am slightly afraid of leaned over to the nice manager, and the nice manager motioned me over. That day I had been wearing a Cali Love t-shirt, the one above. She started saying something about how it was a bright color, and we were supposed to wear collars, and we didn't want the other employees to think I got to wear these shirts over them. Red and embarrassed, I put my jacket on over it (I had only taken my jacket off for a second, because I was hot [shocker], and had accidentally walked over to the Front End, the land of many write ups because all the supervisors stand there) and went to talk to my other coworker. She looked at my shirt and said, "What she was trying to say, in too many words, is that you can't wear a shirt with words on it because we might get sued".

I have sworn of collared shirts (read: polo shirts) since the day I graduated high school because they remind me of uniforms and school. That is what most of my fellow employees wear, but I am on the hunt for some more fashionable options. Above, the AE Floral Boyfriend Shirt, which I like because it has a collar, it is sweet and I could wear it to a saloon if need be (this is, in fact, a requirement for some of my clothing).
The other shirt I liked was this one, the Women's Leopard Print Blouse from Old Navy, on sale for 25.99, because it has a collar and it is sassy.

As luck would have it, the nice manager approached me the next week, apologizing for calling me out on my shirt because she said she forgot we usually wear jackets at the front door, which have collars anyway. 

Monday, April 04, 2011

Eat More Chikin


I had no fun Spring Break plans. No road trips, no spa treatments, no hotel stays, nada. Work at Costco, come home and eat, sleep by 11. Watch Netflix Instant all day errday. 

My only instances of fun had to do with food. I went to Jak's in Issaquah and had the best dang steak sandwich, possibly in this entire country. With such good fries. Ok, before I wax poetic all day about beef, my only adventure was a trip to Chik-fil-a. 

Two hours each way. In Bellingham. 

With my parents. 

This is my order. Twelve piece nugget. Waffle fries. Lemonade. Sauce.

My parents both got chicken sandwiches and waffle fries. And we ate overlooking the water. We explored the campus a little (see the first picture), but they were in "Intercession". 

Then we swung by the outlet mall on the way back down. It wouldn't be the van Ingens without a little shopping. And it wouldn't be me if I didn't get some silk shells to wear the first week back to school from the Gap.

Did it come as a surprise to anyone that my break was mostly focused on eating?