Drunk people say the darndest things...
A little background:
I regularly have gigs with my band (CONJOB - check us out at www.conjobmusic.com or www.myspace.com/conjob ). Lately we have been in LA a ton. Wednesday evening we had a show at the Key Club for the 2nd round of Bodog's Battle of the bands. (2 of the 10 bands performing advanced to the next round and we came in 2nd and advanced - go us!).
Earlier this year I blogged about how I seriously need to reconsider my role in the band due to some drunken warbles from someone at a show. Once again - a piece of advise/praise was donned upon me without my permission - and again I must say that I adored it...
Drunken foreign guy in bad South American accent of some sort: Hello
Me: Hello (go to end of stage to see what he wanted to tell me)
DFG: I wanted to tell you, You are beautiful and have a beautiful voice...but you are not a dancer.
Now - I was trying to get my crap together and off the stage, and he had a thick accent so I thought perhaps I had heard wrong. I asked him to repeat what he said...he did...I still thought I had heard wrong. So I told him I would speak to him after I packed up my stuff and got back inside the club.
So later, foul-smelling-like-stale-cigarette guy once again told me what I didn't want to hear:
DFG: You are beautiful and have a beautiful voice...but you are not a dancer...you can not dance.
UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMMM....thanks?
I guess I should just be thankful that he didn't think I played the flute.
Friday, November 10, 2006
Monday, August 07, 2006
RULES FOR DRUNK DIALING...
I felt that the dubachery of this weekend warrented the posting of this forward...
1. Only drunk dial when you are drunk. Everything else is false advertisement.
2.It is okay to call someone 27 times in one night. If you don't remember it, it didn't happen.
3.If you are going to drunk dial a family member, say something nice. Ex. "Mom I'm in McDonald's and they're playing our song. I love you"
4.Dirty talk while drunk dialing is always preferred. Who doesn't want to hear your best raspy, phone sex voice at 3 in the A.M. asking to bend them over something.
5.Voicemails are always better. This way your friend can let their friends have fun at your expense for days, even weeks to come.
6.Drunk texting is alright... If you are prepared to read what you wrote the next day when you are sober.
7.It is definitely a good idea to call all of your exes and remind them that you were the best lover they've ever had and everything they know, they learned from you. This way you can sleep well at night.
8.You can also call this same ex and let them know, that you know, that they still love you. Then explain to them that I would still love me too!
9.If you are a frequent dialer, never get mad if someone dials you. Be happy they thought of you in this special time.
10.It is always a good idea to sing on someone's answering machine or voicemail. Especially a show tune.
11.Drunk dialing should be fun and light hearted or dirty and sex crazed... Never angry.
12.Most likely you will never drunk dial your best friends. They are usually the ones taking your phone away and reminding you that "you have a problem".
13.If you deleted a number sober, it was probably for a good reason. Do not try to retrieve this number. Nothing good can come from it.
14.Always call someone you know. Finding random numbers in phone books is bad and usually leads to angry dialing.
15.If your cell phone dies, remember everything happens for a reason. Never borrow a friend's phone to do your dialing.
16. Drunk dialing to foreign country is usually to costly to be a good idea. But if feel like if you don't call this person you'll just die, brake rule 15 and use a friend's phone.
17.Drunk dialing may lead to drunk muffin stuffing.... Be prepared.
18.When dialing remember that "hanging out" at 3 in the A.M. usually doesn't involve cards it's probably going to be more like cheap lube and handcuffs. So be prepared when you really do want to play X-box when your drunk..... "you want me to do what with your box? Play with it?"
19.Don't drunk dial in the pool, tub, or rainstorm. It only ends up with you blow drying your phone when your far to drunk to be using electronics and you wont be able to drunk dial anymore that night.
20.Never, I repeat, never drunk dial your boss, preacher-grandpa, or friend's parents. If you are that hard up to call someone, there is an 800 number on Budweiser boxes. The person on the other line always sounds cute, plus I think they are used to drunk dialers.
1. Only drunk dial when you are drunk. Everything else is false advertisement.
2.It is okay to call someone 27 times in one night. If you don't remember it, it didn't happen.
3.If you are going to drunk dial a family member, say something nice. Ex. "Mom I'm in McDonald's and they're playing our song. I love you"
4.Dirty talk while drunk dialing is always preferred. Who doesn't want to hear your best raspy, phone sex voice at 3 in the A.M. asking to bend them over something.
5.Voicemails are always better. This way your friend can let their friends have fun at your expense for days, even weeks to come.
6.Drunk texting is alright... If you are prepared to read what you wrote the next day when you are sober.
7.It is definitely a good idea to call all of your exes and remind them that you were the best lover they've ever had and everything they know, they learned from you. This way you can sleep well at night.
8.You can also call this same ex and let them know, that you know, that they still love you. Then explain to them that I would still love me too!
9.If you are a frequent dialer, never get mad if someone dials you. Be happy they thought of you in this special time.
10.It is always a good idea to sing on someone's answering machine or voicemail. Especially a show tune.
11.Drunk dialing should be fun and light hearted or dirty and sex crazed... Never angry.
12.Most likely you will never drunk dial your best friends. They are usually the ones taking your phone away and reminding you that "you have a problem".
13.If you deleted a number sober, it was probably for a good reason. Do not try to retrieve this number. Nothing good can come from it.
14.Always call someone you know. Finding random numbers in phone books is bad and usually leads to angry dialing.
15.If your cell phone dies, remember everything happens for a reason. Never borrow a friend's phone to do your dialing.
16. Drunk dialing to foreign country is usually to costly to be a good idea. But if feel like if you don't call this person you'll just die, brake rule 15 and use a friend's phone.
17.Drunk dialing may lead to drunk muffin stuffing.... Be prepared.
18.When dialing remember that "hanging out" at 3 in the A.M. usually doesn't involve cards it's probably going to be more like cheap lube and handcuffs. So be prepared when you really do want to play X-box when your drunk..... "you want me to do what with your box? Play with it?"
19.Don't drunk dial in the pool, tub, or rainstorm. It only ends up with you blow drying your phone when your far to drunk to be using electronics and you wont be able to drunk dial anymore that night.
20.Never, I repeat, never drunk dial your boss, preacher-grandpa, or friend's parents. If you are that hard up to call someone, there is an 800 number on Budweiser boxes. The person on the other line always sounds cute, plus I think they are used to drunk dialers.
Wednesday, July 19, 2006
What an idiot!
He infuriates me:
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/13934199/
This especially infuriates me:
"This bill would support the taking of innocent human life in the hope of finding medical benefits for others," Bush said...
Yes, idiot...Potentially Life saving, life enhancing benefits...Like for those soilders returning paralyzed from the war you started in Iraq..THEY could benefit...or for an unending number of diseases and conditions - many of which also affect CHILDREN.
It just kills me that he uses the excuse/reasoning that using the embryos is the taking of innocent human life when he started a war that has taken something like 2000 American lives now, and killed countless people in Iraq.
I do not ignore the big picture that is the debate of "What is the definition of human life/when is it that a human life begins"....this is something that I believe we studied AND debated in one of my college courses. Personally, I feel that it is better to save and enhance many many many lives through researching the possibilities that stem cells provide, rather than letting the frozen embryo's waste away. If he is so concerned by the miniscule fraction of people who have 'adopted' embryo's, then there can be ones set aside for that - but they aren't going to adopt ALL the embryo's. Besides - I feel there are REAL PEOPLE to adopt, children who have been BIRTHED already. That would be more important in my book then people satisfying their own selfish needs and desires to go through pregnancy.
He is an idiot. Anyone who has an entire book of stupid comments they have made, in speeches - let alone in PUBLIC - should not be the ruler of what is considered (used to be considered?) the most powerful nation in the world.
(For the record - I do disagree with 'fetal farming' - that just sounds gross and immoral and to me seems like it could be compared to inbreeding of dogs...when you mess with that you end up getting defective items)
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/13934199/
This especially infuriates me:
"This bill would support the taking of innocent human life in the hope of finding medical benefits for others," Bush said...
Yes, idiot...Potentially Life saving, life enhancing benefits...Like for those soilders returning paralyzed from the war you started in Iraq..THEY could benefit...or for an unending number of diseases and conditions - many of which also affect CHILDREN.
It just kills me that he uses the excuse/reasoning that using the embryos is the taking of innocent human life when he started a war that has taken something like 2000 American lives now, and killed countless people in Iraq.
I do not ignore the big picture that is the debate of "What is the definition of human life/when is it that a human life begins"....this is something that I believe we studied AND debated in one of my college courses. Personally, I feel that it is better to save and enhance many many many lives through researching the possibilities that stem cells provide, rather than letting the frozen embryo's waste away. If he is so concerned by the miniscule fraction of people who have 'adopted' embryo's, then there can be ones set aside for that - but they aren't going to adopt ALL the embryo's. Besides - I feel there are REAL PEOPLE to adopt, children who have been BIRTHED already. That would be more important in my book then people satisfying their own selfish needs and desires to go through pregnancy.
He is an idiot. Anyone who has an entire book of stupid comments they have made, in speeches - let alone in PUBLIC - should not be the ruler of what is considered (used to be considered?) the most powerful nation in the world.
(For the record - I do disagree with 'fetal farming' - that just sounds gross and immoral and to me seems like it could be compared to inbreeding of dogs...when you mess with that you end up getting defective items)
Friday, June 16, 2006
The last thing left in my home...
My parents sold our house this year. They lived there for almost 30 years and it was the house I grew up in. The new owner is going knock most of it down and build some huge monstrosity on the land.
My parents were all packed up and moved into storage by the end of March, and the closing didn’t end up happening until the 2nd or 3rd week of April (my parents had gone down to Florida). After the closing my sister made a last trip to the house to walk through. She carved our names into the house’s main support beam and walked through the whole thing which was COMPLETELY empty. (for those of you who have been there before you can imagine how strange it must have been, and for those of you who haven’t, picture me…with a house…being there for 30 years and how much stuff I would have).
She was in the basement, in my dad’s workshop – where he had all his shoe repair machines/equipment, and all his tools before they moved. For about 6-7 years when I was younger he ran his business out of that area. On the top shelf, out of her reach, she noticed a piece of paper with the edge turned up. She asked Ian to see what it was. Attached is a picture of what she found.
IT WAS THE ONLY THING LEFT IN THE HOUSE.
My parents were all packed up and moved into storage by the end of March, and the closing didn’t end up happening until the 2nd or 3rd week of April (my parents had gone down to Florida). After the closing my sister made a last trip to the house to walk through. She carved our names into the house’s main support beam and walked through the whole thing which was COMPLETELY empty. (for those of you who have been there before you can imagine how strange it must have been, and for those of you who haven’t, picture me…with a house…being there for 30 years and how much stuff I would have).
She was in the basement, in my dad’s workshop – where he had all his shoe repair machines/equipment, and all his tools before they moved. For about 6-7 years when I was younger he ran his business out of that area. On the top shelf, out of her reach, she noticed a piece of paper with the edge turned up. She asked Ian to see what it was. Attached is a picture of what she found.
IT WAS THE ONLY THING LEFT IN THE HOUSE.
Wednesday, June 14, 2006
Fun with Craigslist
So being that I have just moved, I am looking for spanking good deals on Craigslist for some furniture...for anyone who hasn't visited craigslist...It is highly amusing. Today I found the funniest of all the ads, in the FURNITURE section, which I am pasting for you so it doesn't disappear when the ad is taken down...More to come as I find them.
Casket, coffin, NEW,,No longer needed...Reduced price. - $950
2006-06-14, 6:50AM PDT
Thought I was gonna need it but, he paid up in full so his loss is your gain. this is a brand new unit. adult size. the real thing. delivery is available.
this is in or around Anaheim.
Casket, coffin, NEW,,No longer needed...Reduced price. - $950
2006-06-14, 6:50AM PDT
Thought I was gonna need it but, he paid up in full so his loss is your gain. this is a brand new unit. adult size. the real thing. delivery is available.
this is in or around Anaheim.
Friday, April 07, 2006
The Joy of Photoshop
This is my beautiful little Niece Allie.Isn't she so cute...she's all "check me out"
Its the photo that is going to be used on her birth announcement
I saw an opportunity to corrupt her in her infancy
And with a little photoshop....you get.....
Allie the Little Devil!So cute and funny!
Friday, February 24, 2006
Allie & Mr. Bear
I received this email from my sister today....It was too cute not to post:
so this is what I imagine the dialog for these pics being...
Allie: so Mr. Bear, what's up?
Mr. Bear: nuthin'. I have a big belly.
Allie: oh....ha ha ha....Mr. Bear you are SO funny. I have a big belly too! You are my pal. I wuv you.
Mr. Bear: I wuv you too.
so this is what I imagine the dialog for these pics being...
Allie: so Mr. Bear, what's up?
Mr. Bear: nuthin'. I have a big belly.
Allie: oh....ha ha ha....Mr. Bear you are SO funny. I have a big belly too! You are my pal. I wuv you.
Mr. Bear: I wuv you too.
Sunday, February 19, 2006
I need to seriously review my role in the band...
So here I am, 1:30am on a Saturday night – and my exciting twenty-something life finds me on the couch, making a blog entry. I should be savoring my last moments of freedom before I am off for what will likely be 3 ½ weeks of work in Texas. I am spent after the effort it took to have my first show with my band in 2 months. In ‘band mode’ I can not be mean and say what is going through my head to the drunken idiot who slurs some compliment to me. These things are even harder when you are in a funk.
Case in point, as I am leaving the bar, someone raps on the window of my car to let me know I did a great job playing the flute. I let him know I don’t play the flute…Says the drunk guy “wasn’t that you in the back playing the flute” (ironically, in our set the song that includes the flute sound on the keys was not in the set tonight). I said – “no, I play the keyboards.” He said, “what was that thing in front of you”…Um… drunk guy - it was a MICROPHONE….I might seriously need to contemplate my contribution to the band if someone thinks I was playing the flute…
Case in point, as I am leaving the bar, someone raps on the window of my car to let me know I did a great job playing the flute. I let him know I don’t play the flute…Says the drunk guy “wasn’t that you in the back playing the flute” (ironically, in our set the song that includes the flute sound on the keys was not in the set tonight). I said – “no, I play the keyboards.” He said, “what was that thing in front of you”…Um… drunk guy - it was a MICROPHONE….I might seriously need to contemplate my contribution to the band if someone thinks I was playing the flute…
Tuesday, February 14, 2006
Happy Valentine's Day!
The title of this post sounds way more enthusiastic than I feel...
However, Yesterday I meant to comment on our Vice President, and his whole shooting-a-hunting-buddy scenario... That gave me a damn good laugh Sunday night.
One week till Texas...
However, Yesterday I meant to comment on our Vice President, and his whole shooting-a-hunting-buddy scenario... That gave me a damn good laugh Sunday night.
One week till Texas...
Tuesday, February 07, 2006
The Boss
I was in love with Superman when I was a little girl. Christopher Reeve was my hero, and I faithfully watched SupermanII every day.
But the first bad boy rock star that made my heart a flutter when I was a young girl (too young to actually know what lust was) was Bruce Springstein....THE BOSS!
And tonight, there I was...Backstage Right...and he was standing two feet in front of me.
Then, he puts his foot up on a gear case that was about a foot tall....and he bends over to fix his boot... and there, within arms reach was his "Born in the f-in USA" ass, in all its glory.
I had to restrain myself - with everything in me - from grabbing his ass.
It would have TOTALLY Been worth getting fired for...
But the first bad boy rock star that made my heart a flutter when I was a young girl (too young to actually know what lust was) was Bruce Springstein....THE BOSS!
And tonight, there I was...Backstage Right...and he was standing two feet in front of me.
Then, he puts his foot up on a gear case that was about a foot tall....and he bends over to fix his boot... and there, within arms reach was his "Born in the f-in USA" ass, in all its glory.
I had to restrain myself - with everything in me - from grabbing his ass.
It would have TOTALLY Been worth getting fired for...
Friday, February 03, 2006
Massacre on Montana Ave....
What is going on on Montana Ave...First they close down Noah's Bagels, and now JAMBA JUICE!! Now Noah's offended me - its NOT a good bagel place and I usually leave annoyed. But at least I could get a bagel without getting in my car and driving somewhere. Now Jamba Juice!
I hate being sick...
I especially hate it when you have to work all weekend.
and when Jamba Juice has closed down near your apartment and you have to go search for one.
and when you get a wheat grass shot because its supposed to be so good for you - but really you just end up burping up something that tastes like it came out of the lawnmower all day.
I want to be in my bed watching Disney Movies
I hate being sick...
I especially hate it when you have to work all weekend.
and when Jamba Juice has closed down near your apartment and you have to go search for one.
and when you get a wheat grass shot because its supposed to be so good for you - but really you just end up burping up something that tastes like it came out of the lawnmower all day.
I want to be in my bed watching Disney Movies
Tuesday, January 31, 2006
The Ghost
I saw him as I was walking into the supermarket.
It was one of those moments when you just stop. There you are with your mouth gaping open, feet glued to where they took their last step. He looked a bit older, like he had aged a good 5 years since I last saw him, which would make sense - since it had been 5 years since I last saw him.
But it wasn't him. He took his life two and a half years ago.
I probably freaked the guy out - standing there, gaping at him, looking as if I had seen a ghost. I would say he looked like J's brother, except J's brother was the opposite of J, and more resembled a circus freak in my opinion (with the creepy personality to go along with it).
I called a friend immediately. I felt like crying. She asked which J it looked like... and I immediately knew what she meant. He didn't have the big fro of curly hair J sported for a while, and he wasn't the J who was all coked out and decide to shave his head one night, leaving him looking like he was sick with some awful disease. He looked like the J we'd all love to remember.
I have thought about him a lot the last few weeks, which is why it was so heartstopping to "see" him. Especially to "see" the J we'd all like to remember, because that is not the J that remains in my memory.
I bore the brunt of his anger, frustration, resentment. To him I was "the devil". Since his death I have been haunted...not just by how he killed himself, or the terrible disease he suffered from, but by my memories of him. At his memorial, I cried because he had died to me a long time ago, and because I had so many unhappy memories surrounding him, that I couldn't remember the good.
What would I have done if it really was him walking out of the grocery store?
I would have given him a hug.
Instead - I went home and cried.
It was one of those moments when you just stop. There you are with your mouth gaping open, feet glued to where they took their last step. He looked a bit older, like he had aged a good 5 years since I last saw him, which would make sense - since it had been 5 years since I last saw him.
But it wasn't him. He took his life two and a half years ago.
I probably freaked the guy out - standing there, gaping at him, looking as if I had seen a ghost. I would say he looked like J's brother, except J's brother was the opposite of J, and more resembled a circus freak in my opinion (with the creepy personality to go along with it).
I called a friend immediately. I felt like crying. She asked which J it looked like... and I immediately knew what she meant. He didn't have the big fro of curly hair J sported for a while, and he wasn't the J who was all coked out and decide to shave his head one night, leaving him looking like he was sick with some awful disease. He looked like the J we'd all love to remember.
I have thought about him a lot the last few weeks, which is why it was so heartstopping to "see" him. Especially to "see" the J we'd all like to remember, because that is not the J that remains in my memory.
I bore the brunt of his anger, frustration, resentment. To him I was "the devil". Since his death I have been haunted...not just by how he killed himself, or the terrible disease he suffered from, but by my memories of him. At his memorial, I cried because he had died to me a long time ago, and because I had so many unhappy memories surrounding him, that I couldn't remember the good.
What would I have done if it really was him walking out of the grocery store?
I would have given him a hug.
Instead - I went home and cried.
Monday, January 30, 2006
Best thing about Superbowl Sunday...
PUPPY BOWL...
Not beer...not chips, Dip, and BBQ...
PUPPY BOWL!!!
Ok readers...set your TIVO's and VCR's accordingly...because Sunday February 5th, is PUPPY BOWL II...bigger, better and longer than last year!! This time, the added bonus of the Bissell Kitty Halftime Show.
Animal Planet. 3pm start time...3 hour show runs continuously until 12am. (I must say I am a bit disappointed it isn't running ALL day...it was so nice to wake up to last year).
This link will take you to a 'sneak peak' of Puppy Bowl II:
http://animal.discovery.com/convergence/puppybowl/video_gallery/videogallery.html
This link will take you to all the other information on it...Puppy Players, Voting for MVP and the PuppyBowl Party Planning Guide:
http://animal.discovery.com/convergence/puppybowl/puppybowl.html
So Vote now... Check it out. It is the best show on TV...
Not beer...not chips, Dip, and BBQ...
PUPPY BOWL!!!
Ok readers...set your TIVO's and VCR's accordingly...because Sunday February 5th, is PUPPY BOWL II...bigger, better and longer than last year!! This time, the added bonus of the Bissell Kitty Halftime Show.
Animal Planet. 3pm start time...3 hour show runs continuously until 12am. (I must say I am a bit disappointed it isn't running ALL day...it was so nice to wake up to last year).
This link will take you to a 'sneak peak' of Puppy Bowl II:
http://animal.discovery.com/convergence/puppybowl/video_gallery/videogallery.html
This link will take you to all the other information on it...Puppy Players, Voting for MVP and the PuppyBowl Party Planning Guide:
http://animal.discovery.com/convergence/puppybowl/puppybowl.html
So Vote now... Check it out. It is the best show on TV...
Thursday, January 26, 2006
Got Milk?
So I am back from 5 days of sitting in my sister's apartment, staring at my beautiful niece. I would says she slept 95% of the time...so it REALLY was that eventful. I left one time, to go to Starbucks on the other side of Brooklyn, since there isn't one in my sister's area. I am too busy to go into detail, but here is a pic as well as some random fun facts...
Days old (of Allie, my beautiful Niece): 15
Cutest Moment: when she figured out how to suck her thumb for the first time and realized that it was quite tasty (her hands are usually covered).
Biggest development in 5 days: She grew out of her original size diapers.
Doughnuts I consumed: 5 (ok 6 - Entenmanns plain doughnuts w/ the chocolate covered shell....mmmmmmm...That is the PRECISE reason I don't buy them...or the crumb cake)
Cigarettes consumed: ZERO (reason I consumed so many doughnuts)
Chosen song to sing to Allie: "Bushel & a Peck" from Guys and Dolls (which I found out is what my Aunt sang to me and my sister when we were babies)
Thursday, January 19, 2006
To Clarify my point...
Ironically, I have just proved that I am a bit clueless and behind on this whole blog thing . I just tried to set up and edit my profile, and then somehow created a totally new blog, which I then tried to cancel, but apparently that isn't actually possible (to cancel an account, not the blog....I have NO idea how I actually started an entirely new account). Well finally, 38 minutes of work time, and 2 doublestuff oreo cookies later (ok...3) I am here creating a new POST - apparently that was the source of my problems.
OK - I have an item to bring into this abyss for a discussion today...not that anyone is actually READING this - but whatever...
1 - This face Transplant woman, and the fact that she is an idiot - and maybe they should have put here ASS SKIN on her face, rather than performing a surgery that brings up many moral and ethical debates as to when medical science has gone to far....at least if they used skin from her ASS you'd know RIGHT AWAY how frekin STUPID SHE IS....
Here is the story I am talking about - so that you perhaps understand my rage...http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/10912182/
So this woman tried to kill herself and had her face ripped off by her dog when he was trying to wake her up. For 6 months (or longer???) she walks around w/ no nose, no lips, no chin, etc...They do this face transplant on her...its experimental...its an 'organ' transplant since skin is an organ. Now for the rest of her life she is going to be on antirejection medicine...she has a new chance at life...she can walk around w/o a mask, BLAH BLAH BLAH...Now when you have any facial surgery, maybe even all upper body surgeries, you are NOT TO SMOKE!!! It makes scarring worse, It effects the overall healing process.
This woman gets her new lips and what does she do....the FIRST THING mentioned isn't what she was happy she could eat...or do...ITS THAT SHE IS USING HER NEW LIPS TO SMOKE...LADY...its been like 6 months since you've been able to have any cigarettes...JUST QUIT!!!
ITs so sad really, that she is so ungrateful that she is risking this 2nd chance at life (well 3rd if you ask me, the 2nd chance was that she didn't die) that she has been given all for such a gross, expensive and unnecessary habit (addiction if you would like to say, but it had been so long since she smoked she was no longer physically addicted). It is such a huge accomplishment that this procedure was possible. It has the potential, if it remains successful, to help countless people either born with deformities or hurt in acts of violence or random accidents. It has sparked a heated debate as to identity, and whether this procedure is taking science too far. Her face could reject itself now and have to be re-removed all because she is an idiot.
And they say Americans are dumb...
OK - I have an item to bring into this abyss for a discussion today...not that anyone is actually READING this - but whatever...
1 - This face Transplant woman, and the fact that she is an idiot - and maybe they should have put here ASS SKIN on her face, rather than performing a surgery that brings up many moral and ethical debates as to when medical science has gone to far....at least if they used skin from her ASS you'd know RIGHT AWAY how frekin STUPID SHE IS....
Here is the story I am talking about - so that you perhaps understand my rage...http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/10912182/
So this woman tried to kill herself and had her face ripped off by her dog when he was trying to wake her up. For 6 months (or longer???) she walks around w/ no nose, no lips, no chin, etc...They do this face transplant on her...its experimental...its an 'organ' transplant since skin is an organ. Now for the rest of her life she is going to be on antirejection medicine...she has a new chance at life...she can walk around w/o a mask, BLAH BLAH BLAH...Now when you have any facial surgery, maybe even all upper body surgeries, you are NOT TO SMOKE!!! It makes scarring worse, It effects the overall healing process.
This woman gets her new lips and what does she do....the FIRST THING mentioned isn't what she was happy she could eat...or do...ITS THAT SHE IS USING HER NEW LIPS TO SMOKE...LADY...its been like 6 months since you've been able to have any cigarettes...JUST QUIT!!!
ITs so sad really, that she is so ungrateful that she is risking this 2nd chance at life (well 3rd if you ask me, the 2nd chance was that she didn't die) that she has been given all for such a gross, expensive and unnecessary habit (addiction if you would like to say, but it had been so long since she smoked she was no longer physically addicted). It is such a huge accomplishment that this procedure was possible. It has the potential, if it remains successful, to help countless people either born with deformities or hurt in acts of violence or random accidents. It has sparked a heated debate as to identity, and whether this procedure is taking science too far. Her face could reject itself now and have to be re-removed all because she is an idiot.
And they say Americans are dumb...
Tuesday, January 17, 2006
What am I doing here...
Not at all a blogger or an internet dork by any sorts...I am good at finding random crap, news and funny s*%t all together on the internet. Alas, to comment on one of the sites I frequent for a good chuckle I was led here - to create my own blog. SO...When I have a moment to actually concentrate on this I'll actually set it up with a bunch of fun crap. All you're ever going to really get is some random links to funny stuff...baby pictures of my new niece, information about my band's upcoming shows/events and shameless plugs (check us out at www.myspace.com/conjob ), and perhaps a funny story - as I tend to be a funny person. So if you have bothered to read this far and are, in fact, as pathetic as me...well cheers!
Site of the day: http://gofugyourself.typepad.com/go_fug_yourself/
Kudo's to the fug girls. I love them - they cheer me up immensely with their constant bitchiness...and today is a GEM - With the Crap that people wore to the Globes last night...They have made my week!
Song currently stuck in my head: "Friday I'm in Love", The Cure...Great song so I can't complain...Must have been the song I woke up to on the radio this morning or something...
Site of the day: http://gofugyourself.typepad.com/go_fug_yourself/
Kudo's to the fug girls. I love them - they cheer me up immensely with their constant bitchiness...and today is a GEM - With the Crap that people wore to the Globes last night...They have made my week!
Song currently stuck in my head: "Friday I'm in Love", The Cure...Great song so I can't complain...Must have been the song I woke up to on the radio this morning or something...
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