Archive | June, 2010

Thing I Love Thursday

24 Jun

These old (college years) pictures I found recently while trying to free up some computer space…

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I could dig through these memories all day long.  I may try that sometime. (And when that happens, be prepared for an obscene amount of photos that will have no effect on you, but will likely make me smile and possibly shed a tear).



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Do We Really Have to ‘Share the Road’?

23 Jun

Do you know what’s really annoying???  Well, wait… Let me back up.  I try to keep my postings on the positive side (hard as that may be at times) because listening to people complain and whine all day is just obnoxious and nobody cares about your problems….but sometimes I need a rant… this is one of those times.

So, like I was saying, you know what’s really annoying?  Bikers.  Not the leather-wearing motor-powered kind.  No no, the spandex-wearing, in-shape, annoying kind.  (I guess, technically, they’re called “cyclists”, but that’s too hard to say. So they’re bikers)  And I’m not just saying that because I’m envious of their motivation and willpower to get out and perform some kind of physical activity or because of the bodies that result from such activity… nope.  These people want to die.  And that’s not just annoying, it’s rude.  I guess I could be a tad more specific with my ranting:  I hate people who bike on Tyne (or similar roads).  For those of you who don’t live in Nashville or know where Tyne is… Just imagine a windy, hilly, tree-smothered road with ZERO shoulders and frequent drop-offs.  Now imagine 2 bikers enjoying their spandexed-out morning excercise as everyone in the world is trying to get to work… in a hurry, no less.  It’s so dangerous and so dumb.  If I come around a corner and can’t see you until the last-minute, and there’s a car coming towards me in the other lane… you leave me two choices:  (a) swerve into a tree and die or (b) hit you.  Don’t make me chose.  Seriously though, it’s a scary situation for all parties.  These bikers like to put everyone in danger.  You people should take your exercising and environmentally–friendly ways elsewhere.  Go to a park or something.  There are places created specifically with bikers in mind.  I get that you enjoy a challenge…. but I doubt you want the life-or-death kind.

And, not to mention Nashville has the worst drivers.  Ever.  I’m not even joking.  I can make this observation since I was born and raised (and learned to drive) in Georgia.  In Georgia, we were tought to follow the basic rules of the road, you know… turn signals, red lights, minimum speed limits, etc etc.  Apparently, everyone in Nashville was tought that these “rules” were more of “guidelines” that nobody chooses to follow.  You may think I’m exaggerating, but you just wait.  Next time someone pulls rapidly out in front of you (causing you to slam on your breaks) only to go 10 miles UNDER then speed limit and eventually tun off the road .3 miles later…. check the tags.  It’s a Tennessean.  They’re in no hurry and you won’t know which direction they’re going at a 4-way-stop.  Oh man, 4-way-stops and Tennesseans could be an entire post on its own.  I think you get the idea though, so I’ll spare you.

Let’s recap:  Inconsiderate bikers are annoying and have a death wish. Nashville residents cheated their way through driver’s school.  These two facts make a scary combination for all innocent and rule-following commuters.

OH- and did you know there’s an entire website out there dedicated to my rantings??  It’s called anticyclist.com and it’s a liiiiiittle overboard, but funny.  I don’t hate bikers, I just want them out of my way 😉

** And as I searched for a nice bike picture to include with this post, I was suddenly bombarded with a bevy of highly disturbing pictures of naked bike riders.  Yet another reason these people just need to stay at home and eat chips.  No good can come from naked bike rides.**

My Monday Brain

14 Jun

Today my brain is full, so I will leave you with some of the random things flowing through it instead of trying to actually piece together a whole post on any one thought.  Maybe tomorrow…

(1)   My sister is married!! Don’t believe me?  Look here.  Told you!  Proof.

(2)   Thank you CMA Fest & Bonnarro for helping our post-flood economy with eager cowboy-hat-wearing and pot-smoking tourists.  Much love.

(3)   I had Mexican food at a total of 4 meals last week.  I’m not afraid to admit that.  And I probably had fried chicken at the remainder of my meals.  Oh… and I had a Pop-Tart for lunch today. Take that, Jillian Michaels.

(4)   I wore SPF 30+ all weekend because I’m grown-up now and care about things like skin cancer.  Whatever…It’s a slow process of convincing my brain that tan is ugly and pretending not to notice how terrible my Jergens skin smells while I sit at my desk every day.

(5)   I painted my nails 3 times last week… because that’s how many times it takes to have 5 straight days of painted nails in my world.  I paint.  I pick.  I peel.  I start over.  I have zero self-control when those babies start to chip… which is why I don’t waste my money on manicures.  (Don’t worry though, pedicures are safe… I don’t pick my feet!)

(6)   My out-of-town-living boyfriend was IN town last Friday on a day that I was also in the city (Nashville) for work meetings.  We got to eat lunch together!  It was totally awesome to live like the rest of the world.  You suckers are lucky.

(7)   My 4-month-old niece, Lyla, told me this weekend that I’m her favorite aunt.  Fine.  Maybe she didn’t actually SPEAK those words, but I can totally read babies and that’s definitely what she was telling me with her big baby eyes and that big gummy grin (Sorry Erika, Katie, and Annie).  Oh… and I’m Marlie’s favorite too, she just has to be all PC when yall are around.

(8)   This weekend I returned an Anthropologie (aka: death valley to Becky’s money supply) dress and then walked away with the dress + $140.  How?  Well that’s what happens when you buy a $178 dress (now’s not the time to judge) for “wedding events” and don’t wear it…. Then revisit death valley to see the dress on a sales rack for $39!! You return the dress, get $178 back, re-buy the dress for $39, and leave a happy girl.  Sweet glory days of magic!

(9)   I get to have Snappy’s tonight.  It’s only my favorite of all pizzas in the state of TN.  And since it happens to be in the hick-town in which my grandmother lives (no offense friends, it’s just what I’ve kindly referred to the town since I was younger… I happen to love the place) and since I happen to be spending the night in that hick-town with her, I will feast on the greasyness I’ve been waiting for all day.  YUM.

Happy End of Monday! 🙂

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