The building next to me recently got torn down (in, like, a day), and now they are working to build it back up. This is a great thing, as the new building will be nice and clean, unlike the pit that was the old building.
The only problem? The construction noise. I think they are doing foundation work right now, and man, is it loud. And, it starts at daybreak....which normally would be fine, but right now, is disruptive. The noise and shaking (yes, it shakes my whole building) continues throughout the day, which scares the pooch.
How do I know this? Because each day upon my return home, I get a nice little surprise from the pooch. The noise, when he is here alone, scares him.
The signs on the street say no parking until mid-February. I am hoping this means the foundation work will be done by then. Fingers crossed.
17 January 2008
11 January 2008
Train Wreck
I am currently watching a horribly disturbing show, which I should turn off but can't seem to take my eyes off of it.
Celebrity Rehab with Dr. Drew has to be one of the worst ideas for a reality show. It starts off with Kinicki from Grease completely wrecked by some substance (I think cocaine and alcohol). They even show him snorting something, which, for me, is really uncomfortable. He is really a shadow of his former self.
We then get Chyna Doll, who is says she is an alcoholic but doesn't think she has a problem. When Dr. Drew asks her why she's there, she has no answer. I'll give you one: she's a fame whore. Seriously, perhaps she has a problem, and my vast array of Chyna Doll experience (see: Surreal Life) tells me that she does, but if she doesn't think she has a problem, can they really help her? Isn't the first step admitting there is a problem? I think she did it to try to get her face out there a little bit; I hope in the process she gets the help she clearly needs.
Next we have the guy who sang, "You're my butterfly, sugar baby." They show him freebasing. Ummm...
I realize this show is supposed to make me feel uncomfortable, to give me pause. And, it is succeeding in this. It also is succeeding in making me extremely sad that these people feed off the attention so much they would go through this painful process on a reality show. And that VH1 would film it. And that I would watch it.
Off to turn the station.
Celebrity Rehab with Dr. Drew has to be one of the worst ideas for a reality show. It starts off with Kinicki from Grease completely wrecked by some substance (I think cocaine and alcohol). They even show him snorting something, which, for me, is really uncomfortable. He is really a shadow of his former self.
We then get Chyna Doll, who is says she is an alcoholic but doesn't think she has a problem. When Dr. Drew asks her why she's there, she has no answer. I'll give you one: she's a fame whore. Seriously, perhaps she has a problem, and my vast array of Chyna Doll experience (see: Surreal Life) tells me that she does, but if she doesn't think she has a problem, can they really help her? Isn't the first step admitting there is a problem? I think she did it to try to get her face out there a little bit; I hope in the process she gets the help she clearly needs.
Next we have the guy who sang, "You're my butterfly, sugar baby." They show him freebasing. Ummm...
I realize this show is supposed to make me feel uncomfortable, to give me pause. And, it is succeeding in this. It also is succeeding in making me extremely sad that these people feed off the attention so much they would go through this painful process on a reality show. And that VH1 would film it. And that I would watch it.
Off to turn the station.
09 January 2008
Break in the Storm
The rain of late has been a little crazy. While I know we get rain - I remember the year it rained the whole month of March - it usually isn't so stormy! Trees are down, power is out.
But today, a nice reprieve. It is cloudy and cold, but there is no rain. Hopefully, things will dry up a bit before the next storm moves in...I assume that will be soon.
But today, a nice reprieve. It is cloudy and cold, but there is no rain. Hopefully, things will dry up a bit before the next storm moves in...I assume that will be soon.
02 January 2008
Just Another Day at the Salon
Recently, I was getting a mani/pedi (finally), and I must say, it was one of the more memorable salon experiences I have had.
As they were finishing up on my pedi, a shoeless man walked into the salon. The salon owner asked him if he wanted a treatment, and he said he wanted it all. I tried not to stare, but the man was shoeless, and stinky, and dirty. I figured he just wanted a warm place to sit for a while...until he got up and walked over to another client, handed her a flower, and said she had a beautiful smile. He then promptly walked over to the radio, and turned it way up (this was clue number two to me that the owner knows this guy). Another client asked him to turn it down, but he either was ignoring her or couldn't hear because his ears were right next to the radio speaker.
At any rate, this continued for a while. Finally, the owner went over and asked him to soak his feet. He got kind of angry when she also turned down the volume. Apparently, he didn't want any mani/pedi, just to listen to the music. Then he started asking all of us (this was a full salon) who didn't like music, and would we rather hear the sirens from the street? This went on for a bit, and finally he left. He was clearly drunk...
...which was a little worrying when we looked outside to see he had driven his car to in front of the salon and proceeded to open the doors and trunk so he could blast some music for us. Apparently he has done this before. It was a nice Cadillac, too, which was surprising given the looks of this guy.
I had never been to this particular salon before, but after all that action, I'll definitely be back!
As they were finishing up on my pedi, a shoeless man walked into the salon. The salon owner asked him if he wanted a treatment, and he said he wanted it all. I tried not to stare, but the man was shoeless, and stinky, and dirty. I figured he just wanted a warm place to sit for a while...until he got up and walked over to another client, handed her a flower, and said she had a beautiful smile. He then promptly walked over to the radio, and turned it way up (this was clue number two to me that the owner knows this guy). Another client asked him to turn it down, but he either was ignoring her or couldn't hear because his ears were right next to the radio speaker.
At any rate, this continued for a while. Finally, the owner went over and asked him to soak his feet. He got kind of angry when she also turned down the volume. Apparently, he didn't want any mani/pedi, just to listen to the music. Then he started asking all of us (this was a full salon) who didn't like music, and would we rather hear the sirens from the street? This went on for a bit, and finally he left. He was clearly drunk...
...which was a little worrying when we looked outside to see he had driven his car to in front of the salon and proceeded to open the doors and trunk so he could blast some music for us. Apparently he has done this before. It was a nice Cadillac, too, which was surprising given the looks of this guy.
I had never been to this particular salon before, but after all that action, I'll definitely be back!
Wednesday Answers
From One Day at a Time.
Hypotheticals: If you could bring someone famous back from the grave, who would you choose?
Aside from family members, I think someone like Eleanor Roosevelt.
Anything Goes: Where do you not mind waiting?
I don't like waiting, but if I have to...someplace I can people watch to my heart's content.
No-Brainers: What do you hate sharing with people?
My problems.
Personals: Where is your birthmark?
Behind my ear.
Hypotheticals: If you could bring someone famous back from the grave, who would you choose?
Aside from family members, I think someone like Eleanor Roosevelt.
Anything Goes: Where do you not mind waiting?
I don't like waiting, but if I have to...someplace I can people watch to my heart's content.
No-Brainers: What do you hate sharing with people?
My problems.
Personals: Where is your birthmark?
Behind my ear.
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