Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Yay!

So after the game, I tweeted at Shaunie to tell her she looked nice in the picture she tweeted from the game, and to tell her I planned to come down and check out a game. I also told her I'd need shopping, eating, and clubbing recommendations.

Here's what she said!



I'm giddy. Definitely made me feel better about my bad day!

Thanks, Shaunie!

And thanks to Nathan (@PremeOne on Twitter) for reminding me how to screen capture!

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Tuesday, September 29, 2009

I am sorry that because of facebook and this blog, many of my friends can never run for public office.


Hey, world. I am really making an effort to blog more. Can ya tell? Helps that I can't sleep and am all caught up on my grading!


I was watching the travel channel the other day (which is dangerous) and decided two things.


A.) I think they need a female presence (ME!) on the show "Madventures." How do we make this happen?


B.) I am getting antsy to leave the country again, and have been scheming ways to make this happen!

Anyway, here's my latest modeling picture. Whatcha think?



Afro airbrushed my foundation on. Kimberly Steward did my hair and makeup. Tia dressed me, and Photo Sutra took the picture!

I said in my last (at least I think it was my last!) blog that I would also include some of my makeup artistry.

Here goes nothin'!

One of my specialties is a natural look with a really lush lip. I LOVE lipgloss, and get lots of compliments about it on me, so I guess it carries over as a focus when I do shoots or brides.

Here is an example of the natural look with lush lips!







Next is a slightly wilder shot, where I focused on the eyes (obviously!)



I also took some of those flowers and glued pieces to the side of her head, but I think it took away from the makeup a bit, so I prefer the first one. Gluing things to people's heads is always a good time, though! Haha.



Here's another really natural look I did. Someone commented and said that my makeup really matches the outfits well, which I thought was an awesome compliment to receive, especially since this particular shoot was for the clothing designer!



Here's another example where I got to get a little crazy with the eyes! They wanted something futuristic....



The next one, I am particularly proud of... It's of my girl, LL, and I did the hair, too! She TOTALLY rocked this shoot! Who doesn't love a good pinup look?



The last one for now is one of my faves so far, because it is lips! Haha.



How hot is that? I definitely have an idea related to this that I wanna do... Just need a photographer! (Yeah, I am going to be selfish and model this one, haha).

If ya wanna see more of my makeup artistry, you can check out my Model Mayhem Page and my list of more work! This is also where you can find credits for the models and photographers and hairstylists who were involved in the shoots above! Sorry that I was too lazy to link them all here! I know that every great image takes a team, and all of the images are credited on the above links, so check those out! And if you have a question about who anyone is, or how to get in contact with them to work together, let me know, and I will hook it up!

There are also the same two pages for my modeling work (MM, List) as well as my OMP page, if that interests you.

While we are on links, don't forget to follow me on Twitter! haha...

Oh, and there is more exciting makeup work and modeling work coming, including more gluing stuff to people's heads, a bride (who is one of my best friends!), more from the lingerie catalogue shoot, and a feature on a website! Yay!

Ok, time to throw professionalism completely out the window, and get to the heart of my blogs, which tends to be drunken adventure (hence this entry's title!).

Back to August!

One of my new things this Summer was taking pictures of giant shot lineups. Here is a very ridiculous one, of shots purchased by a man who seems to think it is his responsibility to buy me a shot of Jack every five minutes when I am present on a particular night, at a particular place that I will not mention.



And no, they were not all for me!

Next up (if you remember, I am just going backward through my fb albums now, to make up for stuff I missed!), is a picture that Ous and I took when he went to Db with me a random Tuesday night. Aww, Ous. I miss him. Such a great friend and sweet man. Truly a gentle giant! His season is about to start over in Hungary, so wish him luck!



Later on that night...

Some weird clothing situations started occurring.

First of all, Joe apparently lost his shirt. Shirt's overboard!



Then, it was decided that boys should wear girl's shoes. They are hot shoes, and I can understand why a couple of my guy friends could not resist. Had they been my size, I would've seriously considered running off with them!




I don't really understand that cross-legged pose. Is that what we ladies do? I guess I should be the last person to mock ridiculous poses, but still!

Speaking of ridiculous (apparently, I am speaking now?), which I usually am (speaking of ridiculous, that is, or at least typing about it), I have for you an absurd and somewhat disturbing action shot of Nate and Shawn.



Yikes.

Apparently that night was Steve's birthday. Steve is another person I miss. He moved to Portland to work with the Trailblazers. Happy late birthday, Steve, and I can't wait to come visit you!



My favorite author (Chuck Palahniuk) is mostly an author of fiction, but has written a couple non-fiction books. One such book is called Fugitives and Refugees: A Walk in Portland, Oregon and is about many off-beat things to do and eat in Portland. Most of them sound so interesting and like so much fun, so I told Steve to read it and prepare for me to visit so we can have some adventures!


In the next picture, I made a rare appearance behind the bar, and took a shot with Maj, my good friend and former roommate. I miss her!



I also miss how good my nails looked for a few weeks following Cari and Matt's wedding, when they were really long (no clue how!) and recently manicured. Sexy! If I were rich, they would maybe look like that more often!


Sometime while I was behind the bar, the most infamous fun drunk in Milwaukee, Scott Sloan (who says I am the female Scott Sloan) hit his head on one of the liquor lockers in VIP.






Joe made an excellent nurse. Joe, if you are looking for a Halloween costume idea.... =P




Next up is Josh. When this picture was taken, a tipsy Maj kept exclaiming "You guys are so pretty!" Ummm, ok, Maj, thanks! You too!


And now, a picture of Mr. Scott Sloan at the end of the night!




I don't think anyone will ever know how or why he acquired and carried around so many straws. Oh, the mysteries of heavy drinking....


A few days later, Danielle, Jen, and I went to the Irish Pub, where several of our rugby-playing friends were being auctioned off.


Here's Joey Wiz....




And Buddha!




They made a bunch of money to help fund their trip to a national competition or something. No, none of us bought any men, but Jen and I both placed bids!


A few days after that, I woke one morning to a text saying that I had a facebook message from Pete Yorn. Whaaaaat?


Pete Yorn is one of my favorite singer/songwriters. Danielle and I have been going to see him live for the past seven or eight years, since our days in Madison.


The last (well, now second-to-last) time we saw him, we were randomly asked by some dude (who I believe was friends with the opening band) if we would like to go backstage.


Always ready for and adventure, I of course accepted, and Danielle and I went backstage at the Rave, which is (for the record) a pretty creepy place!

We were backstage, hanging out, eating snacks and drinking, when we see the man himself - Mr. Pete Yorn. Of course, we had to take a picture with him (sorry I didn't have the foresight to put it in here as the image. I don't mean for you to have to click around so much!).

You may notice in that picture that Petey's wearing a hat. Well, apparently this was a normal thing for him at the time, but he doesn't do it anymore. I could be the reason for this - I definitely stole it (he took it back after I wore it around for a while).

After we parted ways (both Pete and I, as well as the hat and I), we wrote back and forth on myspace a bit (Pete and I, not the hat and I - that would be amazing though!).

A couple years passed, and we're at August 10th, when I got the message from Pete on facebook. I was a little weirded out by the fact that we had never communicated on facebook and I never told him my last name, but I am not complaining.

We ended up meeting at Bradford Beach (which he was very impressed by, which is something, since he lives in Santa Monica - and he and his bandmates took a picture in front of it and said they were going to tell people they were in Mexico. He also mentioned the beach during his concert the next night!).

I almost had the band talked into going on the Monday night booze cruise, but they decided to take it easy on their night off.

I felt kinda guilty, because Danielle and I had definitely planned on getting tickets to the show, but we both forgot, and it snuck up on us, so when I saw Pete, I told him this, and he ended up putting us on the list at the Turner Ballroom, so we got in for free and got backstage passes (again - do I sound like Forrest Gump?).

Anyway, after the show and hanging out with the ridiculous drummer, we went to the Old German Beer Hall...

One of my friends met up with us there, because apparently one of Pete's songs was one of the first he ever learned on his guitar, and apparently he is a huge fan. He was definitely excited like a little schoolgirl to be there and meet Pete! Here they are!




And again, because that one turned out quite poorly!



Here's Pete and I....



And here we are with Danielle and Jamie! Yay! They are all so brightly colored! I guess I didn't get the memo!



Over Pete's shoulder is the shirt I bought at the show, which is super soft and comfortable. I asked him to sign it, and he wrote "Don't steal hats" and then signed his name and drew a silly face. Love it!

From there, we left Pete and friends and went to Decibel (of course - it was a Tuesday!).

Had to take a picture with my hubby....



And Tasha....



And throw in some dude.... haha.



Of course pocket square construction was a necessity, since Jamie and Scott Sloan were in the same building!



A very well-recognized pocket square, I might add!



The next picture just might be one of my all-time favorites of Jamie.



I have no idea what that face is, but I love it!



Farrah, Drew, and Fred... (I guess I was snap-happy!).



I really wish I knew what Jamie and Scott Sloan (yes, we always call him by first and last name together) were pinky swearing about!



The next night, my "little" sister came up to visit, and I cooked us all dinner. By "us all," I mean Danielle (my sister), Danielle (my roommate), and Ous and I.

When Ous walked in, the first thing he said to me was "I am leaving tomorrow. Don't get emotional."

Whaaaaaaat?! I am pretty sure I started getting misty immediately! I pulled it together, though.

Anyway, Danielle (roommate) and I decided that since it is not often that we have 6'10" Africans over, that we should put him to work. She needed her lightbulb changed, so we assigned the task to the man with the 7'3" wingspan (he still can't fly, though!).

Our ceilings are so high that he had to stand on Danielle's bed!



How silly does that look?

After dinner, we tried unsuccessfully to go bowling, and then (of course) we took pictures. Danielle (sister) always wanted to meet Ous, and I pretty much make him take a picture with me every time I see him, since it is so rare!

Look at how damn tall my little sis is! Jerk!



Ous has to lean over a little more to accomodate me!



Oh, and I am wearing my Pete Yorn shirt in that one - you know how it is when you get new clothes!

It must have been a week of family, because the next night, my mom came up!

We went to the State Fair, which was quite interesting!

First, she took me to a dive bar near the fair, which was SUCH an experience. Mamalicious always takes me to the nicest places! hahaha. I seem to recall a guy in the bar saying he needed to take up smoking cigarettes again. Is this a hobby and not an addiction? What an idiot! If you successfully quit, why would you want to go back? Lawd. Some people....

After roaming the fair and eating and doing TONS of people watching (always a good time), Mom and I went to the main show, which was the Spencer Davis Group, Gary Puckett, and Davey Jones.

Spencer Davis Group was good. I knew more songs than I expected.

As it turns out, Gary Puckett is quite the creeper! My mom and I kept looking at each other skeptically when we were listening to his lyrics. She even called him the "R. Kelly of the sixties."

"Young girl, get out of my mind,
My love for you is way out of line.
Better run, girl.
You're much too young, girl!"

WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT?!?!?!

Wildly inappropriate. How was there not an investigation into his doings?!

Anyway, Davey Jones was actually hilarious, especially if you don't mind that the vast majority of his jokes were incredibly inappropriate and the antithesis of politically correct! He was making fun of EVERYONE, and he still pretty much sounded the same as he did when he was a MOnkee.

After the fair, we popped home to change clothes, and met up with Jen at Whiskey Bar. Following that, we met up with Maj and her sister (and her sister's friend) at Suite.

Here's Jen, me, Mamalicious, and Maj at Suite!



And Maj, her sister, and a friend of her sister's....



After Suite, we headed over to Decibel, and Ryan Braun was there, so I introduced him to my mom and we took a picture.



Our outfits almost look coordinated. Kinda scary!

Next day, Maj was feeling particularly affectionate toward her "brother" (on facebook, anyway), and was cuddling with him... See?



Doesn't he look so happy?

The following Saturday, I went to a wedding with my friend Doug. I think this is when I began my career as a professional wedding date. Haha.

Anyway, after the wedding, we went to Whiskey Bar, and I ran into my friend Broseph! Here we are!



I also ran into my friend Rebecca!



I got pretty lucky to run into two of the most gorgeous blonds in Milwaukee, don'tcha think? ;0)

My luck didn't last. At Cari and Matt's wedding, I scraped my elbow on a wall, and ended up with a heinous scab. At Decibel, which is where we headed after Whiskey Bar, a friend emphatically hugged me, ripping the scab off.

I wasn't really into the idea of bleeding all over, so I asked for a bandaid. Apparently, the last bandaid had just been used, so JJ crafted one out of a piece of tissue and a piece of scotch tape, MacGyver style! I was quite impressed! He is going to make such a good daddy... Here's the bandaid application....



That sucker stayed on for a long time (until I showered the next day!), and one of the best things about it was that it didn't feel like it was ripping my skin off when I removed it!

Since it was a Saturday, Streetz was spinning, and of course, I needed to do the traditional shoe picture!



The green and pink aren't really very nice together, but oh well....

If you think there is a DJ that works harder (read - sweats more?) than Streetie Pie here, please tell me!



Or perhaps someone dumped a bucket on his head?

It is one of my favorite things in life when someone orders Toppers Stix after bar! Here's Maj with our order.



A few days later...

Jamie and I went to the beach a lot this Summer, which was awesome. I went with a few other people, and when I did, it was relatively uneventful.

However, every time I went with Jamie, absurd things took place. Either we somehow found ourselves near people screaming profanities, families with hundreds of children (once all the children were in Bucks jerseys and one child may have only had one arm), seeing ridiculous vehicles, almost getting killed by flying projectiles, getting aggressively hit on by absurd individuals, seeing women with metal detectors, and so on.

Well, this was all trumped the last time I was at the beach with Jamie, and no, the reason it was the last time is not because of what we saw!

We were laying there, when suddenly, Jamie says, "Ummm... Look to your left."

I did as she asked, and couldn't believe what I saw.

You wouldn't either, so I took a picture. Whoa.



No, that image was not 'shopped.

No, it wasn't some picture I found on the internet and thought would be funny to pass off as my own.

It was really someone that Jamie and I saw just enjoying a nice, "relaxing" day at the beach!

Jump to a couple days later, and the ladies and I went to Vitucci's, then off to Decibel!



From left to right - Jamie, me, Lynzi, Maj, and Rachel!

It was our lucky day. The representatives for Red Bull in Milwaukee and Chicago were out, too! Here they are mugging with a sign from their brand!



Due to a ridiculous event earlier in the Summer, Jamie and I refer to Vincent as "all our friends."

So, of course we had to take a picture with him, and of course, we decided to make weird faces!



Love it! Apparently, I was feeling fishy!



Although Mo is much more than Elvis Crespo to me these days, I still often feel the need to take a picture with him!

Of course, once again, since Jamie and Scott Sloan were in the same building, there was the pocket square necessity....





Yep!

A few mind erasers later....








How big of a struggle is all this?!?!?




At the end of the night, we apparently acquired wristbands from somewhere, and were trying our hardest to convince Spencer that these meant we got free drinks. Seriously? Who were we kidding?



Next up? Jamie and Amber's birthday celebration.

Jamie and Amber have VERY similar taste in clothes.

Their birthday dresses were no exception!

Here they are getting their bows tied!




Awww...

Here is the group of ladies from Jamie and Amber's birthday at McGillicuddy's (where we went before Db).



From left to right: Jen, Amber, me (lucky girl in between the birthday beauties!), Jamie, Kayla, Hope, Hailey, and Christina!

Here are the birthday girls!



And Jen and Jamie....



Jamie and I... I am definitely having too much fun here!



Next is a picture that will be explained better later, but basically, Jamie and I are making fun of Jen from a pair of pictures we took where Jen was trying to avoid having red eye, and made a ridiculous face.

We are not great at mimicking the face, however, because to do it, we need to not smile, which is not our strength...



as you can see!

Trying again....



The next one is probably as close as we were gonna get that night!



P.S. I love how Jamie is often (always, maybe?) wearing black nail polish. I feel like it looks super cute on her, but I don't think I could pull it off. I have contemplated trying it, but don't want to bite her style!

Here she is with her hubby... Cute tongue action!



Here's Maj in Ricky Weeks' chain....



Jamie with Spencer and the birthday gift he got her!



Aww, how romantic!



We three ladies should not be allowed to hang out. TROUBLE!



The Raccoon Whisperer and Ola came out for the party!



Here's "Team Thursday." I was the drunkest person alive. I even was "DJing" (oops, a little soon for that!). Lawd. I think I could barely stand!



I have a crazy (bad!) habit of celebrating other peoples' (i.e. Danny Glover's?) birthdays way more than my own!

Well, it's bedtime for Bonzo! Be back soon!

Friday, September 18, 2009

Face-licking Palooza 2009 & Some Other Randoms

Last night I blogged for the first time in a long time.

After that, I took a look at the blogs I've written over the last few months (and there were very few) and realized that they were pretty lame.

SO, I decided that I would try to rectify that. I came to the conclusion that the best idea would be to start with my most recent facebook album and work backward, and write the stories that go along with the pictures.

Since I have 64 albums and counting, this could be quite the undertaking, although many of the albums have already been covered by other blogs when I wasn't being so lame.

Hopefully this is interesting to someone. If not, at least I have things saved for my "memoirs." Can they be called that if not all of the events are actually remembered?

Anyway, going on...

This goes back to yesterday's blog, but that student wrote me another email! Here it is:

Ms. M,
Sylvester broke into Ms. C's house, then stole her car keys, and drove off in her Lexus. And he also put her to sleep with a tranquilizer dart. You and Ms. C were asleep fo' 21 hours. Sylvester kidnapped Sammy (Ms. C's cat), and took him to his hideout.
P.S., Do you think Cena and the H's will get Ms. C's Lexus back?
-D-

I am writing back on Monday, any suggestions on things I should say or questions I should ask?

Moving on again, another thing that I want more of in this blog is my modeling/makeup artistry stuff. The reason for this is that my website is going to go live soon, and since it is about all of the aspects of my life, I suppose my blog should be, too. I kinda strayed away from including modeling stuff on here for the sole fact that I still feel weird about it. When I first started it about seven or eight years ago, I all but kept it a secret. I didn't want to come off full of myself or conceited. I didn't like the way it sounded to say something like, "Oh, by the way, I am a model."

I guess at this point, it is a pretty big part of my life, so talking about it is kinda unavoidable at times. And, I know that I am not conceited, so I guess I shouldn't worry as much about what others think.

I will save the makeup artistry for the next blog as this will already be pretty long, but I will include on here a few shots from one of my recent shoots. There have been two since this one - one for my "Mac Chick of The Month" feature (coming soon, once all the edits are done) and another for the Tia Lyn Lingerie catalogue (during which I snuck my Apple products into several shots for more "MCotM" pics), which I either don't have edits for yet (the latter) or won't share until they are on the MCotM site first!

Anyway, here are some shots of me from my shoot with David Birdsong, taken in Gary, Indiana. I did my own hair and makeup (which is why I look like I always do), and I was dressed by Eden Lake for the whole shoot.

The first several were taken in an incredible location - a crumbling church.

The first two were still shots taken during a ton of hair flipping, which was also caught on video.

I really like my smile in this first one, which is unique, because I am picky about smiling shots.



What I love about the second one is that even though I am engaging in crazy hair flippery, I feel like my face looks really serene. I don't know how Birdsong pulled that off, but I like it!



Next picture was taken on a dilapidated old stage in the church. I am not really fond of pictures where my mouth is closed, and this really isn't an exception, but Dave did a great job, so I am going to include it anyway! Good thing my mouth is rarely closed, so I don't have to worry much about shots I don't like!



Similar deal....



Before we went to the church, we took a couple beauty shots in a "studio" setting. I am not sure what I think of this first one. I am not used to my hair being pulled back like this, since I usually have it parted, rather than pulled straight back, but it is always good to try new things and have diversity, right?



This next one, I like quite a bit better, but I think it's mostly my eyes, I also love how high key and bright it is.



The next one is my favorite from the shoot that I have gotten so far. I am not sure what it is about it, but I like it!



One thing that I have been noticing in a lot of my pictures, both modeling and candid, is that I often look like I am up to something. I don't know what it is! I am such an innocent girl, so it's giving me a bad name! Anyway, the picture above is an example of that.

Since the shoot was in Gary, they kept talking about how Michael Jackson's childhood home was nearby, so I asked for directions. Instead of directions, they took me there, and Dave took some shots for me outside. Here they are.



It was really a crazy experience. Kinda emotional. Doesn't help that I was exhaused from the shoot.

(Ok, I went to bed after getting that far last night. Now it's halftime in a not very exciting Badger game during which the Badgers are destroying a team whose mascot is a terrier. Like a Yorkie? Wow.

Ok, moving on....

Of course by this time, most everyone has heard of the douchebaggery Kanye West engaged in at the VMAs. Well, I was pretty amused by the following parodies....





Haha, so clever.

So now here it goes. I am going to go through my last fb album, which included pictures from four nights - three of which were celebrations of my and my friend Spencer's 28th birthdays, and one of which was a fundraiser at Decibel to fight Diabetes.

Humorously enough, this first image wasn't even actually in my album, but was tagged of me by our future (i.e. starting tomorrow) roommate, who is moving into Maj's old room, and who came out on my first of three birthday celebrations. We call him "Randy Echoes."



You may recall that last year, just before my birthday was Spencer's birthday. His is 9-2 and mine 9-4. Well, last year, very randomly and drunkenly, Spence licked my face. This is especially funny, because Spence is one of those guys who is not particularly into physical contact. Anyway, it was captured on film, and repeated on subsequent birthday celebrations last year (you see, it happened after midnight once it was technically his actual birthday, then again at his official birthday party the next day, then once again at my birthday celebration). This year, we decided to make it official. We also named ourselves "Spandie" as a collective.

We decided that this year, we would have a three-day celebration. The first part would be Tuesday, and it would be focused on Spencer, as it would be his actual birthday, and I would have to take it very easy since I definitely had to teach the next day.

Anyway, I was very effective in my taking it easy. I, for the most part, only drank water (and the obligatory shots), aside from a couple drinks and a glass or two of champagne. Lots and lots of water, though, which helped me to not be hung over the next day.

Of course, we had to take the celebratory face-licking pictures. Here's the first!



I kinda look like a bodybuilder. What in hell?

I guess it needed to be taken vertically as well.



LOVE it! In fact, it was my profile picture for a day or so!

Obviously, I had to return the favor....



Look at how stoic Spence looks! Must be the Marine in him....

Then he decided to show some brotherly love. His girlfriend, Mia, apparently did too, as that is her hand on CL Seth's crotchal region.



Alllllllllright!



Look at that face!



Clearly, Spence could not resist licking it!



Nice facial expression, Seth!

The next picture is of two of my partners in crime. Lawd, these ladies are trouble.



That's Hurricane Maj on the left and Blonde Satan on the right!

Seth definitely had better nights....



But he rallied enough to take this picture with his brother and his roommates!



Legendary.

Next night was the "Down With Diabetes" fundraiser at Decibel.



You may remember the Mamalitia Fundraiser... Nate was one of the main organizers. Well, he did it again, and this time he did the walk, too.

He says that he is going to do the three-day with me this year, and that he's going to pose for the "Men of the 3Day" calendar as well.

Anyway, much like the Mamalitia Fundraiser, there were guest bartenders at the Down with Diabetes fundraiser.

Here's one of them, Alex, drinking through his glasses.




I got to see my BFF Demetri, who has been quite rude to me lately, too. This was the first time I had seen him in weeks!



He showed me a picture on his blackberry that he took in the Bahamas that apparently made him think of me. It was a picture of a pool with a bar in it. Why on earth would that remind him of me? I don't get it. Anyway, here we are with Jamie aka Blonde Satan.



I have lost my camera, or it has just randomly stopped working, a few times this year. Well, the next pic is of Maj in my living room, and it is the first picture I took with my new camera.



So, I turned 28 on a Thursday at midnight. Well, apparently, this is the same day that my friend Dan turned 27. Had to take a picture with my birthday twin just after the clock struck midnight!



The next day after school, I met my dad, stepmom, sister, and brothers out for dinner at a bizarre place called "Erv's Mug" in Oak Creek. Good times!

Here's my dad and I outside the restaurant!



And here we are with my sister and brothers!



They are all getting so big!

When I finally got home, my friend Jamie from Madison was over. She came to town to celebrate my birthday! After my nap, I opened my card from her and gag gift from Danielle. Here's the card, it's one of the coolest ever!



I absolutely love that picture of us - it's pretty much from the first night we met!

Next up was one of the best birthday surprises in the history of birthday surprises! The Prince has missed my birthday celebration for the last several years for various reasons, and Cari has made it. This year, the Prince told me he wasn't going to make it, and then Cari said she couldn't come either, because she wasn't feeling well. I was so sad! I had had a few crappy things already on my birthday, so it was a true struggle, and that news put me in a pretty down mood.

Just before Jen was coming to pick us up, Danielle was going down to put the club on her car, as it had gotten stolen earlier this Summer.

When she came upstairs, Cari and Matt were with her, and they had come bearing gifts!

They got me a bunch of princess stuff, including a pimp chalice and a skip-it!

I was so pumped!

Here we are with all of my gifts!



Here is Jamie and I with the awesome card!



Here's a part of the Friday night birthday crew at Db! Plus some random chick on the right... Don't know where she came from!



Next up, of course, is a pic of Carlington and I. Love him!



Alleged Marcus came out. Yay! I had to put his hat on, so that he could say "Hey, that's my haat, seriously...." As he did a long time ago when he was the drunkest person in the United States!



Of course, I had to take a picture with JJ!



And, had to take a picture of the newlyweds with their rings featured! Check out Danielle on the left. How funny is her face in this shot!?



Josh showed up... Yay!



Here he is with Jen and JJ... Perhaps he was a stand-in for Kyle?



Siblings, minus Kyle. How cute!



I don't really know what's going on with this one here... haha.



Big smiles! These two are such a cute couple!



For my birthday, of course I had to get a ring from my hubby! This one was something like 300 billion carats or something!




I am a very lucky lady.

The next picture is very hideous of me, but it is hilarious of Crispy, so I didn't delete it, and had to post it!



You can see him over my shoulder - how hilarious!

Not really sure of the reason for the next picture, but it really shows off my ring well!



The next morning, Maj was over and playing with Refugio, and was very impressed with him standing on his hind legs.



Then she took a dual self-portrait with him....



And an extreme closeup....



Then she asked me to take a picture of the two of them playing. Oh Maj, you are so ridiculous. I am really going to miss you. In fact, I do already!



Later that evening, a dinner crew was assembled to celebrate Spencer and my birthday finale. We ate at Jackalope because Nate (my hubby) and Jon were working there, and we wanted to watch the Badger game on the giant screen.



The chick I asked took two, so here's the second!



From left to right (for both pics): Spencer, Jon, Seth, Mia, TJ, Scott Sloan, JJ, Jen, Nate, Jamie, and me!

Remember my Princess Pimp Chalice that I got on Friday?

Well, apparently the idea that I need a giant chalice to drink out of is not an uncommon one, as Spencer got me a Rockstar one! He said it was between that and "Sexy Bitch." He didn't know which was more appropriate! Haha. Here I am with it!



That was at SoHo7, where we went to visit Michelle and do several shots.

Next up was 720. Here's Kayla and TJ being silly at our table.



Look at Seth - what a pimp! I'm so glad Erin came out, too! She looks gorgeous!



Here I am with Scott Sloan, who claims I am the female Scott Sloan. I think that might mean "drunkest person in the world."



Of course Erin and I had to take a picture together!



And since Spree was in the house, I had to take a picture with him! I used to think he was the biggest creepstar in the world, but now he just entertains me. He has stopped hitting on me, and is just a nice guy. I would never date him or anything, but he doesn't scare me anymore, which is good!



Here I am with Adam, Spencer's roommate. Love him!



Of course I had to take a picture with Favio, my "Sunday BFF!"



Here's some more brotherly love!



Had to take a picture with TJ... Love!



Clearly, drinking out of our second (or was it third) bottle of champagne was totally necessary for both of us, as we had not done enough shots or drank enough (psych!).



My turn!



If you thought that the Face-Licking Fest 2009 finale would go without face-licking, you're crazy!



Me first!



I look a little psychotic there, but whatever.

Needless to say, since we went through a couple bottles of Ketel and a couple/few bottles of champagne, AND we were doing gauntlets of shots (Tony kept ordering them nine at a time for the THREE of us, repeatedly), I do not remember all of the pictures taken. BUT, what I do know is...



SPANDIE FOR LIFE! Haha.



One thing I am very proud of and must note...

I obviously drank my face off. I lost my phone (had to get a new one, sucked, but LOVE the new one), did a little reverse eating (no recollection of this, but I am told it was handled very stealthily - thanks, guys!), lost my Rockstar Pimp Chalice (how I could lose an aquarium-sized drinking glass is beyond me), broke my shoe and was walking around the club barefoot (Ewww, I was that girl!) and left my camera in Tony's car (thank goodness I got that back!).

BUT, one thing I did not do was get ANYTHING on my all-white dress. I think it was a miracle. When I woke up (still wearing said dress), I was so amazed!

Anyway, that is the run-down for Spandie's Face-licking Palooza 2009. We've already started plans for 2010, so be ready! It is obviously something that shouldn't be missed!

I can't believe I've written two blogs in one week! We'll see if I can make up for my past laziness... I have resigned myself, however, not to blog again until after I've graded my big stack of papers which are in my school bag. So don't expect another one tonight, or anything!

xoxo,

Mandie

Sylvester the Cat is at it Again!

Damn, has it really been over a month since my last blog? I really need to get it together! Sorry, Mamalicious!

As usual, when I take so much time off from writing (I kinda miss it!), the blog is going to be a bit of a hodgepodge, so forgive me for that. Also, unfortunately, it's not going to be a lot of original Mandie-written material, so much as stuff other people have written that I like, but I digress.... It should still provide a reasonable amount of entertainment.

To kick this off, I want to steer you back to a couple of old blogs from last year. School has staretd, so it is time for some school-related bloggery.

In case you're new to the blog, or just need a reminder, there is a student at my school who randomly sends me very well-written emails about these crazy shenanigans that are happening in his imagination. The first batch he sent is documented here, and the second one here.

Well, this student now walks past me daily on his way to class, and always mentions these crazy happenings, so, of course, the emails have recommenced. Here's a transcript of the first three in our dialogue so far this year. I will try to keep it updated so you can follow the story. And maybe, just maybe, that will encourage me to keep writing more often... I just gotta feel like someone actually reads it and enjoys it, and I am not just doing it to entertain myself! Haha.

Here's the first email from him -

Ms. M,

Sylvester the cat broke into your house, while you and Refugio were watching Supernanny on TV, and then, you saw him with your own eyes. Sylvester put you to sleep with a tranquilizer dart, then he took yo' car keys, and he done drove off in yo' Acura. Your car was stolen, and the fact is that John Cena is married to Elizabeth Huberdeau. They have 5 children. You were asleep for 23 hours.

P.S., Do you think Cena and the H's can get yo' car back?

-D-

My response:

D,
I can't believe that I saw Sylvester with my own eyes, and he still managed to shoot me with a tranquilizer dart and steal Refugio and my car! What a jerk! What does he want with Refugio, anyway?! And why is he picking on me? I never knew this about John Cena and Elizabeth Huberdeau. Five children is a lot! I can't believe that I slept for 23 hours. I must have been very hungry when I woke up! I sure hope that the H's can get my car back!
Ms. M

His response:

Ms. M,

Sylvester told Refugio that he wanted to keep him at his hideout. Sylvester took Refugio, and ran off to Mayfair Mall, whilst Refugio was left behind, while Sylvester went to Boston Store, and robbed a few customers of their jewelry, their money, and their diamonds. You were sleepin' fo' 32 hours due to the fact that Sylvester shot you with a tranquilizer dart. The H's were on the hunt for Sylvester the cat. Sylvester escaped with the loot, and Refugio, as he evaded the cops. You were still asleep fo' 31 hours. Sylvester was in yo' Acura, with Refugio, and he drove off to Las Vegas, and he was playin' poker with Yosemite Sam. Plus, he stole yo' Tri City National Bank credit card. John Cena was in pursuit of Sylvester, then he captured Sylvester, and got yo' car back, but you were asleep fo' 30 hours.

P.S., Cena also rescued Refugio and took him to you safely.

-D-

How creative is this kid?! I shall respond to him tomorrow.

Ok, time for the hodgepodge of sites and thangs that I am enjoying immensely of late.

In old news, I am still loving GraphJam, and Awkward Family Photos, so if you're not familiar, you should really get familiar.

Onto my new shit.

This site really cracks me up. I mean, I am truly all about making fun of people. It's terrible, I know, but it is true. I excel at it, and it really brings me joy, so when I see things online that are other people who also excel at my craft. In the same vein, I was turned on to another such site - People of Walmart. Oh, man. I never really thought I would see such an impressive selection of mutants! Lawd.

Another incredible instance of mockery is one that hits very close to home. As a lover of music, I oft am quite amused by completely absurd lyrics, particularly in rap songs. Historically (though not rap), one that always comes to mind when I think about ridiculous lyrics, is the line "we can do it 'til we both wake up" from Color Me Badd's "I wanna sex you up." What in hell does that mean? Are they sleep-sexing? Creepy. And the whole "Making love until we drown" thing? Morbid, creepy, TMI.

Another creepy one I've pondered is from Diddy's "I need a girl," where he says "We was more than a friend, we was like brothers" and then goes on to talk about them play fighting under covers. What kind of creepy, incestuous thing is Diddy desiring here? In the same song, he claims to need a girl "who can stand me, tickle my fancy..." Who can STAND you? High standards, Diddy. I hope you're tolerable, so you can get your wishes!

More recently, lyrics by the possible cause of the demise of good music, Soulja Boy (or is it Boi?), claims that after he hops out of bed and turns his swag on, that he looks in the mirror and says what's up. Well, first of all, why in hell was his "swag" (Lawd, I despise that word) turned off? I don't call mine "swag," but whatever it is that I have, I don't turn it off! Secondly, if he has so much of this swag, why is he saying "What's up?" to the mirror? Does he not have at least one friend, or member of his posse or entourage that he could say what's up to, in place of saying it to himself? I mean, come on. How depressing! AND, he tells the world about it. When did practically rapping about an imaginary friend become B.A.?

This also reminds me of JT's "Sexy Back." Ever since that song came out, I claimed that mine never left (lame, I know), and I've always loved this comic by Cyanide and Happiness....


Oh, so good.

Anyway, all that babble (damn, I really went on a tangent there!) was really just a segue to this site, which I spent hours on, and kept me awake (shocking, since apparently I am a "nocturnal being"). Enjoy!

Going a completely different route, I was quite amused by these Creepy Vintage Ads. I also encourage you to follow the links underneath that suggest things you might like, as, well, I liked 'em! They were right, for the most part!

Yeah, I told you this would be a hodgepodge. And do you really expect anything other than random from me? At this time? Come on....

Moving on...

You had to know that there were going to be some Shaq references in herrrre. Well, here we go!

A while ago, Shaq and Ben Stein did some commercials together for Comcast.

Here are some outtakes. Hilarious! Oh, how I love that man's sense of humor! Shalom!

Of course, I am sure that you remember my delight in the Shaq Scrabble Commercial....

Well, quasi-recently, I was quite pleased to see that Shaq was on Jimmy Kimmel promoting his new(ish) show Shaq Vs., and the two of them played scrabble. I love his word modifications!

Watch here and then here!

Love it. It reminds me of the ghetto scrabble games I've played in my day....

One notable game took place in St. George Island in 2005, when I went on a road trip with a bunch of friends from college. I don't remember the exact numbers, but I am pretty sure that I was one of 3 girls and like 12 or 13 dudes. Ideal, as I get a long much better with most guys than most girls.

Anyway, if you are wondering what we did aside from lay on the beach, this shot of the interior of the fridge may be an indication. I swear there was food... I remember the Prince making me French Toast!

Oh, cheap college booze, how I don't really miss you but still look upon you nostaligiacally. There is no way that I spelled that word right, but I am just gonna go with it.

Coincidentally, this was also the trip during which I was named the Princess of Armania.

Anyway, here are a couple pictures from that game...


Yeah, that's me looking fly on the left with wet hair pulled back into a bun. I don't think any of us showered that whole week, haha. The gulf took care of us! Still kinda gross.... (Ok, we showered, just not as often as normal!).

Don't be concerned that it appears that the only letters I seem to have are two i's. The Prince kept stealing me letters, enabling us to make words like "whodatis" and "datsliljonisboi" and so on. Excellent, right?!

Other notable scrabble games took place with Al and with LL, but I am currently unable to find photos, which is a shame. I really need to break out the scrabble game board again soon. It has been far too long. Who's in?

This is backtracking (and I really should just scroll up and add it to the appropriate section, but I don't feel like it!), but here's a great song & slideshow that makes fun of people.... Enjoy!

Well, I think I am going to stop there and go to bed for the evening, which may be difficult, since I took a 6-hour "nap" when I got home from school today....

But I will leave you with this - what I was listening to and loving for no apparent reason last night. =)

Hopefully, I will be updating soon with actual content - tales of my adventures, and such. I will remind you, though, that your best bet is to follow me on twitter, as I update that MUCH more often than I do this thang!

XOXO,

Mandie

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

It's July 21st. Break out your party pants!

No, no, silly Sallies. It's not my birthday. It's Danny Glover Eve!

Every year around this time, when I start getting excited, as well as anytime someone new comes over to our apartment, people ask "Why are you celebrating Danny Glover's birthday?" or "Why do you have a gigantic poster of Danny Glover in your living room (old place)/at the top of your stairs (current place)?"

I think {and I think you'll think the same thing, after reading this entry (http://brutbrut.blogspot.com/2007/07/3-score-and-one-year-ago-today.html) and this entry (http://brutbrut.blogspot.com/2007/01/danny-glover-legend.html)} that you'll agree that the better question is: Why haven't you been celebrating this man's life anniversary?

As you can see, Danielle and I have been celebrating it for years... Since 2006, when this whole thing started!

Here we are paying homage for his 61st birthday, two years ago.






Unfortunately, if you recall, my camera got lost in New York like Home Alone 2, and with it went my pictures from Danny Glover Love Fest 2008, but I assure you that the pictures looked similar to these, especially since we lived in the same place at the time, and didn't really change a whole lot around.

An appropriate question may be, "How are you going to set this year apart from other years, Mandie?"

Well, one thing I hope to do is possibly catch his attention on Twitter.

Some of you may remember that a few months ago, Shaq responded to me on Twitter.

Just yesterday, his wife and I had a mini little conversation on Twitter...

Mandelicious can't wait to see this! http://bit.ly/10GShD Hahahahha, so ridiculous! I <3 href="http://twitter.com/THE_REAL_SHAQ">THE_REAL_SHAQ !
Shaunie_O:
@Mandelicious yeah u can watch it n ur Phx Suns bikini that u can't seem 2 find use 4.
Mandelicious:
@Shaunie_O I need to get rid of that thing! I want a @cavs one! P.S. I hope you know that my love for your husband is 100% platonic!
Mandelicious:
@Shaunie_O Read this.... http://bit.ly/4ixHu
Shaunie_O:
@Mandelicious LOL

For the record, that link is to a blog in which I explain my platonic love for Shaq.

Anyway, I don't know how or why I became one of the 158 people that Shaunie follows, but I think it's pretty cool, especially since she actually seems to read what I tweet and remember it. I like the fact that in the wake of her husband getting traded to another team, she remembers that I was lamenting over the fact that I have a useless Suns bikini and can't find a Cavs one.

So yeah, I plan to tweet at Danny Glover a bit and see if I can get his attention.

Hopefully I can also get a few people out tonight to drink shots to his honor.

Oh yeah... One more thing before I go back to sleep or try to get people to go to the beach with me....

I am in another voting-based modeling contest!


If you have time, I'd appreciate a vote. You can vote once per day per internet connection. If you want reminders, let me know and I'll email you, or you can follow me on Twitter, as I plan to remind people that way as well by just tossing the link at the end of shorter tweets made from home!

Vote here!

Thanks so much! I hope everyone has a great Danny Glover Eve!

Monday, July 6, 2009

"I taste like Tequila, bubblegum, and shame."

That's the text that I woke up to this morning, from the same friend whose conversation I blogged last time. Incredible.

He says he is going to hire me as a bartender in his club, and train him to be a female version of him. He admires John Stamos, and says that I will be the Punky Brewster to his John Stamos. Apparently, this is a huge compliment.

Anyway, let's talk about absurd.

Last night was completely ridiculous. Pictures will be up soon. Pretty much all the clubs in the city each had a table and bottles at 720. Things got quite out of line, and we a-barred until sometime between 7 and 9am.

My waking up was pretty uneventful, but when Maj walked out of my room, she said "Oh my God" and kept walking straight to her purse, pulled out a cheeseburger, and asked why there was a cheeseburger in her purse.

Really?! I just cracked up. Seriously?

Then we struggled to find random belongings around the house (which is the biggest mess ever) and re-hashed last night's events.

Let me just say that we were still drunk, and giggling like crazy, wearing the clothes we wore last night, which were covered in random stains.

It was then that I noticed that the tag from the store was still on Maj's outfit from last night, so we photographed that.

When I was looking at the pictures from last night, I was literally laughing so hard, I was crying.

Oh lawd. I love my life and friends!

Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Whoa! It has been a long time!

Wow, Mom, I am surprised you haven't gotten on my case at all about this!

I have been in a pretty crappy mood the last few days, and I don't see that letting up, but I have been having some pretty amazing moments, too.

This is from the files of "I love my ridiculous friends."

P.S. Before I get into it, I should say that at some point soon, I will be dropping Sneaky Vulture Tricks Volume IV, a chronicle of my ridiculous trip to Michigan, some crazy Brewers tailgating stories, and other adventures.

This blog will be very short, the others will not!

Since I am relishing in the happiest moments I can find, and looking for absurdity, I will share a text conversation from this morning with one of the most ridiculous people I have ever met.

Keep in mind that he was the drunkest person in the United States last night, and that the first text came in at 8:32am, as it often does with this gent. Also important to know - he was bartending with a bar rag around his hand, as he had cut himself at work last night.

Note: I am leaving some of the boring parts out, because, well, they're boring.

Him: Guess who found his thriller jacket?? THIS GUY.
Me: That's awesome. Your hand ok?
You definitely cheered me up a lot last night, so thank you.... You're awesome. =)
Him: Bled for 2 hours. I hate glass.
Me: Bru-tal
Him: Thank goodness it isn't my self-love hand.
Me: There's always a silver lining!
Him: Somehow I rang 1700 bucks without any recollection of closing out.
Me: That is amazing. You are my hero.
Him: I'm no hero. The guy who made the glass. That's the real hero.
Him: I woke up with SPF 30 all over my futon, which is only practical if the sun explodes in my apartment.
Me: Hahahaha, you are a fucking treat! At least now your futon is sagfe from that....
Him: I also must've been loud last night. There's a copy of my lease with the don't make a fucking ruckus part highlighted under my door!
Me: People ask me this, but I think it is even more true for you. How do you not have your own reality show? The world would be a better place if there were a cameraman following you around.
Him: Jake bemoans that fact all the time. And look at the ass clowns who get them, too. Spencer Pratt, I am talking to you.
Me: I wish we could trade him and have MJ or Billy Mays back.
Him: Yes. Agreed. Don't want to actually kill anyone, but if I could just advice death for a year, that would be super.
Me: I just don't get it. Is there anyone who actually likes that guy? Why do people still pay attention to his lame ass?
Him: People are stupid. What else can I say?
Me: That is very true....
Him: 90210 marathon!

Oh man. I love my friends.