Maniacal Magniloquence

Crisps, Chatter-rings and Alan Davies.

2012-01-15T06:19:00.000-08:00

Today has consisted of household chores that I rather despise (but I did anyway because life is mean) - watching QI (which I highly recommend anyone with half a brain and a funny bone watch) - and eating chippy sandwiches.
Now, I have eaten 'Butty Sandwhiches' or whatever they call that concoction that requires hot chips, tomato sauce, and copious amounts of butter/marg slathered on white bread. That can be quite delectable if one is in the mood for a years supply of cholesterol in one meal.. no I would even go as far as to say, that a 'butty sandwhich' is quite tasty.

A 'chippy sandwhich' on the other hand. What the heck were they thinking?
It is like Nachos, I really don't get why you would put Chips/Crisps in your dinner? Americans eat Mac'nCheese with chips! I think they call em crisps? or is that the English? Oh I don't know...

What I do know, is that eating chips/crisps/whateveryacallem with anything other than DIP - is down right loopy!

That being said, I did have a second sandwhich... just to see if butter on BOTH the bread, improved the taste.

It didn't.

Whilst watching QI, I realised I have a rather large crush on Alan Davies.. (British Actor etc).. Until I discovered this programme a few weeks ago.. I hadn't laid eyes on Alan since around 1999.. which is something like 11-13 years ago?
I had a major crush on him back then... this makes him (born in 1966) TWENTY YEARS my senior! which makes him 45. I just worked that out 10 minutes earlier, and ya'know what? I didn't even blink, I was like 'eh, that's not too old'.

That my friends, is how I know, I am old and decrepit.
When I look at a 45yr old man and think "yum" instead of "are you my teacher/ bus driver/ friends Dad/ from the stone age?" .. that's when things get scary.
Ahhhhhhh - nothing like a wee reality check.

For the rest of this post, I am going to point out how old I am, and perhaps, in turn, remind YOU all, of how old YOU are!

BACK IN MY DAY....

We had Trolls

Not Trollz.

My Little Pony looked like this...

Not that.

We idolised Barbies..

Not Bratz

Loose change like this..
would get you:

Lots of these!!!

Not just ONE of those :(

The coolest toy on the play ground was:

THIS!

Not that...

and "MINT" meant:

...NOT...

Right. Enough from me... though I could go on...
But I think we get the general gist.. I AM OLDDDDDDDDD!
x
Love, Peace, and Tranquility yada yada
Sarah.

Cluck Cluck & Your Dancing Sucks!

2012-01-13T01:29:00.000-08:00

Quite a few friends are getting clucky lately..
'tis BABIES in the water?
Luckily I have been there, done that, and am now immune to Babyitis. Even the cute lil squishy ones, don't set my womb a aching.
The clucky gals, clucking on about fertility, pregnancy, babies and baby names.. bring all the cynics out the woodwork...
For every girl aching to procreate, there is usually a grumpy guy out there who thinks birth control was the greatest invention since sliced bread. (Well, actually it kinda was, but that's another story!)

Why you ask?
Maybe they think everyone with a va-jay-jay is out to steal their seed? (not to mention free time for the next 20 or so years and a great deal of their sanity)
Perhaps they just can't see the mass appeal in making yearly 'family photo' cards, garbed in matching onesies and an all too increasingly familiar 'kill me now' expression?

I can see why they would be scared, family photos can be a terrifying thing (http://awkwardfamilyphotos.com/)
But that aside, there is nothing cuter than a dad and his baby :)

See what I mean?
And props to all the guys out their who ARE daddies and proud of it... it is nothing to be ashamed of.. it takes a REAL man to deal with all that poop, puke, crying, not to mention all the pregnancy hormones (by proxy), and still have time for piggy back rides, playing endless games of transformers, cars, and letting their daughters give them makeovers :)

Annnnnnnnnnnnyway - I am currently taking a break from playing Xbox Kinect. I assume you all know what it is.. but if you don't... basically you flap your arms about in front of the TV, and contort your body into really uncomfortable positions, and the avatar of you on the screen, does pretty much the exact opposite.
Right now I am missing out on a turn at the dancing emulation game. I had a turn earlier. Within one turn it became glaringly apparent that a) I am unfit, b) I am highly uncordinated c) I will NEVER dance like Katy Perry and d) I really need to stop smoking.. (yeah, that's gonna happen). So if you feel like making a fool of yourself, and finding out that your physical limits are a LOT more limited than you thought they were.. I highly recommend it :-P

Right, so, as all good things must come to an end, so must this blog.
I leave you all with an idea of what I look like whilst dancing...

and this awesome advice...

'til next time!
x

Germs, Big bird & Googlism.

2012-01-11T17:01:00.000-08:00

I think I am a bit of a germ-a-phobe... or perhaps just a cleaning-a-phobe... or work-a-phobe.. hah! either way, todays plan of intensive cleaning did not go well.
It is rather absurd that I would rather leave the bathroom in a grimy state, then scrub the place clean so that I am NOT grossed out? However I simply must imagine those germs naked or in their underwear or something similar, so that I can battle the blegh without wiffling and waffling and claiming the need for a thousand or more cigarette breaks!

Anyway I remembered yesterdays word, which in fact did not start with IM-anything!
Pre... yeah nah I lost it again >.<
I am not even sure it is a real word.. I really must write it down when it comes to mind, and google that shiz yo!

Google is a wonderful tool isn't it?
So many times google has come to my aid, settling arguments in many a game.
"I promise you on my LIFE Big bird doesn't wear any clothes! go on, google it! I swear on my first born child... he walks around in just feathers and a dopey grin!"
Sometimes it has been the bane of my existence.. proving me wrong and bruising my pride :(

But it is funny how no matter the question, Google ALWAYS has an answer! Never have I been perplexed by some arbitrary idea.. and not been able to explore it further with the power of Google.

I think, in some ways, as I AM an avid pursuer of knowledge and power.. *cough* I mean, knowledge and enlightenment.. that Google has become almost god-like in a sense. A deity in it's own right. Yes I realise all Google does is collate all the information that others put out there, and gives it to you in a more digestible fashion.. but I am a firm follower of Googlanity... (apparently I am not the only one! http://isgooglegod.com/ simply says YES, and http://www.thechurchofgoogle.org/ follow Googlism avidly.. so they say :P

Our Google which art in cyberspace,
Hallowed be thy domain.
Thy search to come,
Thy results be done,
On my computer as it is in the WWW.
Give us this search our daily results.
Forgive us our spam, as those that have
spammed up against us.
And lead us not into infected sites,
But deliver us from Trojans.
For thine search engine is the greatest,
and the power,
and the glory,
For search after search.
Amen

I really get my rage face on when my browser gives me some other search engine by default..

WHAT? SEARCHQU? WHAT IS THIS BLASPHEMY? !

Seriously.. I get rage black-outs.... they are real.. Google it.

Ps: I remembered the word! pe·nul·ti·mate it means next to last.. as in second to last, as in, the penultimate scene of the play, or 'he was the penultimate choice, it was either him or date Gary.. ew'
Ahhh I can sleep at night now. BYEEE

Words, Quibbles & Cruithne

2012-01-11T00:55:00.000-08:00

So I am not really sure about the purpose of this blog..
I don't really like the idea of documenting my every thought, or daily activities.. I don't want to tell you what I think you should all be wearing this season, or my thoughts on our current political parties..
I don't think you'd be interested in my musings on the colour green, or whether rap music should be allowed to exist, or even what I ate for lunch.
So instead I think I shall talk about WORDS.. as they are in fact my hobby.

Perhaps I shall start with the word I had stuck in my head all day? Im...something...
Impudent?
Impregnable?
Improbable?
Impatient?
Immature?

No.. it is gone, dissipated disappeared, vanished, vamoosh! (I made that last one up!)

However I do like the word Quibble.

quib·ble

intr.v. quib·bled, quib·bling, quib·bles

1. To evade the truth or importance of an issue by raising trivial distinctions and objections.

2. To find fault or criticize for petty reasons; cavil.

I am particularly good at 'quibbling' - I think I shall claim it as a talent of mine :D

I am going to go watch QI shortly.. I love this show, even though they talk nineteen to the dozen, and it is full of obscure references and useless information. I love useless information.. I plan to cram my head with information of all manner and kind, until I become a fact-dispensing machine, spilling out information everywhere I go, with absolutely no relevance to whatever situation I may find myself in. I think they call that Aspergers. However.. until I reach this level of enlightenment, I must rely on the brilliance of Stephen Fry's research team :)
Adios Amigos!
'til next time.
Sarah x

Ps: Did you know Earth has a second moon?
Well, actually, some claim it to be merely an asteroid, or a quasi-sattelite.. but Cruithne (as it is called) follows the same orbital path as the Earth, around the sun.. and shows up every so often in our night sky, and appears to be a second moon. Iiiiinteresting yes?

Number 1.

2012-01-10T23:07:00.000-08:00

Right, so, this is my new blog!
I still have my illustrated blog over at; http://www.sarahiouslycool.blogspot.com/
But I always wanted to have a space to write and share my thoughts.. not just my drawings.
I guess that makes this my lazy blog. My lazy, wordy, slightly insane blog.

Bear with me.

(yeah, I didn't draw that... told you I was lazy!)

See you around! x
Sarah.