Scams... and Steve-O?

I was logging into myspace.com when I saw an ad, an obvious scam (see I am getting better at detecting them). It was a contest to "party" with Steve-O, of the show Jackass. Not to bust their bubble of luring people into their "sweepstakes", but Steve-O is currently in rehab (I know, real shocker). Seems recently Johnny Knoxville, and other concerned friends of the wildboy forcibly removed him from his home and took him to a hospital where he was placed under a 5150 hold (also what Brittney Spears went under). Basically he was held in a mental ward, or "loony bin" as Steve-O refers to on his website, steveo.com, and the hold means they thought he could be a danger to himself. He is currently on the long and hard road of rehab, and blogs about his experience on his website. Unfortunately no one has let the nice people of partywithastar.com know this. Hopefully, myspace will at least wise up on this fact and pull the ad. And, as jaded as I get, and surprised I am not, I still hope this guy gets better. It seems like he was in pretty deep and will have a very, very difficult time becoming well, but my best wishes to him.

Making the most out of Easter

I am in the midst of a holiday weekend, Easter Weekend to be exact. You know, Jesus, the Bunny, the eggs, whichever way you may celebrate. I choose to celebrate them all. Eric and I actually have most of these days off together, which has not happened in a very long time. Yet, all those friends and family we usually spend time with on the weekends have left us high and dry... or they are just out of town. Anywho, I decided that we were going to make the most out of the holiday. So far, I have made the most amazing cupcakes ever to be seen or tasted by humans. I have also colored two dozen, yup, that's twenty four eggs, with the help of my good friend Karolyn (see I do have other friends) and even Eric decorated a few. Oh, don't worry, I didn't forget about Jesus. Eric and I are going to church tomorrow, for the first time in a very, very long time. We aren't heathens after all.

I'm getting so freakn' old

So, I have some sort of a crook or a kink in my neck/shoulder/back. I can't actually turned my head like a normal person, I am reduced to the swivel. I've been noticing some stiffness lately, that I mostly attribute to my "ladies", and maybe my job. But, I had a full-blown back attack last night. I was trying to catch those ever elusive Zzzz and could not for the life of me find a comfortable position. Not even comfortable really, more like any sort of way I could just be without freaking unbelievable pain. I mean, not to sound like a wimp here, but I couldn't even lay down. I had to walk around the apartment like a zombie waiting for the Advil to take affect. So, so much for being productive, I spent the day trying not to move... it was awesome. I feel like my body is ready to give way at the ripe old age of 27. Ridiculous.

Sick day = productivity

I think I did quite well for myself today.
My day started in the wee morning hours when I was woken up to the sound of Eric getting ready for work (4am-ish). I raised my head to kiss him goodbye, planning on drifting back to a drooly, drowsy sleep, when I felt the distinct sensation of two golf balls engorging the sides of my neck, and my throat having that familiar I just swallowed a razor blade feel. I decided to drag myself to the bathroom to assess the situation. White tongue, swollen neck and face area, and a general look of death. I decided right then and there that I was NOT going to spend my next days off with a cold again, like I had done about two weeks ago. Since I was out of Airborne;) , I instead went for the old standby, the one that always helps, but I hate doing. Yep, the dreaded salt water solution... up the nose, in the throat, gasping for air as I was half asleep and my salt to water ratio was a little off. I was able to go back to sleep, luckily, after that.
I awoke to a better me. Not a completely well me, but my golf balls were down to about walnuts, heck, maybe even hazelnuts, and my tongue had some actual color to it. I wasn't quite sure how I'd do all day though, and as it was a slow day for me at work, I called in a sickie. I was figuring the usual couch bound would be the gist of the days events. But, again, I said NO, I am getting some stuff done. So I guzzled a discount dollar store energy drink (didn't know they have discounts at the dollar store did ya? jealous?), and started writing my list. In the end I was able to: feed animals, conference with tax guy, clean kitchen, watch TV (I mean, who are we kidding here?), go to Blockbuster, go for a small grocery run, and make an old western with Mr. Strahl, starring Jasmine and Rosco, oh, and blog. What did you do today???

Lucky girl...

Not much to say except, I'm a little jealous. Nice guy, cute guy. Go ahead and play it, I'll count it down for you. And tree, too, once...

This is why I stopped watching Survivor...

This year is all about celebrities, all-stars and new twists on long running reality shows. There's Celebrity Apprentice, Celebrity Rehab, American Idol is allowing instruments this year, and the show I came back to after a long hiatus, Survivor: Fans vs Favorites. This is like what, Survivor 16? When I left the show we were only on numero quatro. Let me tell you why Eric and I stopped watching Season 4 after a good run of about five or so episodes.

There was a competitor on that season named Hunter. He was strong, smart, and nice, the kind of guy that would help make a team strong, by winning challenges, and having a bit of integrity, the kind of guy you root for. Now, this guy was eliminated way too early, the tribe saw him as a threat, and instead of keeping him for a little while for the benefit of the team, they cut off his head and sent him away. The remainder of the tribe seemed weak, caddy, and underhanded. It was so stupid and out of the blue, Eric and I were annoyed enough to stop watching the show. Who wanted to root for these pitiful people who were left, that in our minds eye did not deserve to be there. I know Survivor is not just about physical strength, and in fact, many of the competitors who go the farthest are indeed underhanded and not exactly Arnold Schwarzenegger, but exceed when it comes to manipulation. I don't know what it is that is quite so bothering about this, I understand the game is full of surprises and that is part of the fun(?), I guess.

This type of thing has happened a couple of times with this current season as well. First to leave the fans was not Chet, the weakest competitor and worst contributor in general. No, it was a power play in which Mikey B. 's girl Mary was taken out for no apparent reason except that of ego. Joel was the one who puppetiered that decision, and that became his big power play to show everyone who was boss, especially Mikey B. Then, you think, now that he feels better about himself, he begins to come to his senses and see how obvious it is that they need to begin to remove the weakest players, ie: Chet. But, nooo, now sneaky Tracy manipulates his ego into thinking he is not doing the king's bidding by letting Mikey B. stay there, (the king being himself) and he goes for it, not any the wiser that he is the one essentially being told what to do. So, Mikey B., another strong player for the fans, is the next to go. Funnily enough, it is really only fitting that Chet stays in, again, and ultimately becomes Joel's demise as well. But, I mean, how disappointing! Now the third strong player to go, I mean, seriously, Chet is still there? Ugh. I guess it makes for good television and all that, BUT I would have much rather watched Joel-no actually, was looking forward to seeing him on there for a while, because HE was good television. Now, I have to look forward to watching snaky, weak, manipulators like Chet, Cirie, and Tracy. I don't think I am going to stop watching this time, I have to admit it's been a really good show so far, BUT, what if they keep voting off strong, smart, good people, and in the end all we are left with is the formentioned players? Sanjaya frustration anyone?

Scams... when will I learn?

So, recently, looking for whoknowswhat on the ole Internet, I stumbled upon yet another get rich quick scheme, and guess what? Yep, I fell for it. Sooo ridiculous too, because I really don't usually give these things a second glance anymore (as in, in the past I have fell for some here or there). But, something happens when one is strapped for cash, you become the exact type of prey "these people" are hoping for. Luckily, I was a bit cautious, in that I was able to "try it out" in the 7 day trial period, and coming to my senses, canceled after three days. Still, I was kind of disappointed at how easily I fell down the rabbit hole, again. So, what now? I can tell you I will continue with my own crazy getrichquick schemes in my head; I can't tell you that will be the last time I fall for these things. But it is a learning experience, and seriously, do ya think I 'm alone here??