sightings

Oskar, the blind kitten and his first toys. He has a brother, Klaus, who has sight, so if you follow the video thread, you’ll see them both.

Love, compassion, and even sight. Just a few more things to be thankful for!

Thanks to @idodoodle, we have now seen a Blue Lime (Internet Cafe) in the Philippines. Yay for the “franchise”! Now, if we could only get them to pay their fees…. hmmmm?

“Czech” it out!

A while back, @TheBloggess had me ROFLMAO with her giant metal chicken story and follow up. I even put the necklace on my Wish List.

So, when I went to help a friend with a little photography project, I almost ran off the road upon sighting this entire family of metal chickens in an array of sizes!

Happy Friday. If a giant metal chicken comes a knockin’ don’t answer the door!

While researching some blog material back in the spring, I found that Tacori was giving away an engagement ring from their new line. So, I signed up to win the beauty. I didn’t win the gorgeous ring, but I did win one of the other 99 prizes: a pair of “Jelly bean” diamond earrings in a “pincushion” style mount.

I didn’t know what I’d do with them. When do I ever have an occasion to wear something like that.

They arrived today and I may never take them off. They are stunning.

In prepping my facebook photo for Fathers’ Day weekend, I found this comment about him.

Larry Dean Salter. He understood that you could sometimes help a student more by giving them a break by always going 100 percent by the rules. It wasn’t just black or white…sometimes it was OK for there to be a little gray.

Thank you, Jeff, for your kind words. I can’t believe this has been there for a year and I just now saw it.

This week’s incident at the Alamo Drafthouse tugs at my heartstrings.

NSFW: She Texted, So We Kicked Her Out

For those who don’t want to endure the NSFW video and blog, here is the gist:

1. Alamo warns (several times) that calls/texting during their movies is forbidden.
2. Girl texts.
3. Girl ignores two personal warnings to stop texting or she’ll be thrown out.
4. Girl continues to text.
5. Girl is thrown out.
6. Angels from the heavens sing down upon those below.
7. (Dumbass) Girl leaves Alamo a voice mail explaining how irate she is that she was thrown out.
8. Girl is an instant Internet legend. Thank you, social media.
9. All is right with the world, again, as order is restored to the adult movie theater experience.

Backstory

And now, for the back story as it relates to me/us.

When Emil and I started dating, I mostly refused to go to movies. We went to a few coveted faves, but each time, I was disappointed, at the very least.

One time (after we were married), when out with friends to see Madagascar, I made a big stink…with good reason.

The punk-ass kids—there were ~6 of them—behind us wouldn’t shut up.

1. I asked them, nicely, to stop talking. (I remember being a teenager with only the movies as a place to hang out. I cut them some slack.)
2. I told them sternly to be quiet.
3. I told them to shut the eff up. (They giggled, so I thought I really had their attention this time.)
4. The fourth time, I stormed through the very large theater building, stopping at each employee along the way, until I found the one-and-only manager. I knocked on the box office door; I saw him look through the peep hole and then walk away. I bet he could hear my blood curdling from that little lack of customer service. I beat on the door with my fist until he came out. After he ignored me, my demands went something like this, “We paid $16 to see this movie and we can’t enjoy it because some unsupervised kids behind us won’t shut up. I want you to take care of it, and I want my money back, too. Oh, and I saw you try to ignore me.”

He followed me all the way to our theater where I dramatically pointed (not unlike the Evil Monkey from Chris’ closet).

He dragged the hoodlums outside for a good ten minutes. When he did escort them back in, it was to the front row and they were perfect angels for the last (what? maybe 20 minutes at this point?) part of the movie. He must have verbally beat them within an inch of their lives.

Grownup: 1
Punk-ass kids: 0
Cinemark Theater: 0 (He gave us a refund and movie passes for the future, which I’m sure Emil used.)
Friends: 0 (They never invited us to go with them, again. …not that I blame them….besides…)

…I vowed to never go to a movie theater again.
I amended that vow when we visited Beth & Marc in Austin and went to an Alamo Drafthouse.

Frontstory

What is annoying about most of the comments is how the “authors” are completely ignorant of how an Alamo Drafthouse theater is set up or how it works. “Take over our theater” won’t work. The reason Alamo is successful is:

• Every row of seats is its own “level” or landing. Everyone has a good view. You aren’t sitting on a slant.
• Every row has sections of a drink/food rail. It’s like a small bar or counter so you can eat/drink at your seat.
• The layout prevents the possibility that someone could kick your seat during the show. There is an aisle back there and another rail.
• You can/will get food/drinks during the show (good and inconspicuous service, too!). You write your order on a piece of paper and tuck it into the rail. Servers see the paper standing up, crouch & sneak over, and quietly whisper questions if they have any. It’s a little like the flags at Panchos. They don’t bother you, ever. But, they are there if you need them.
• They tell you to arrive at least 45 minutes before the show so you can get seated and order. They ask if you’ve been before so they can give you the “orientation” if needed. They serve buckets of beer, so you can order food/drinks and then be done to enjoy the show.
• They bring the checks in the last few minutes of the show. They have this down to a science and know exactly when to do this.
• The atmosphere of Austin being “weird” is the big reason the theater is successful: Austinites appreciate the arts!

Today

I’m still not a huge go-to-the-movies fan, but when we do, we Alamo.

I’m sure that “irate” is an SAT word that she didn’t remember from any prep course in high school.
Scott coined the term punk-ass-kids. A similar group of teens rear-ended him/Jenn at a red light at ~40mph…with no brakes. They were chatting and no paying attention. The brand-new-hadn’t-even-been-home-yet SUV was totaled.
One time, Emil and some friends coerced me into a Lord of the Rings showing. While I love the movies and seeing them on the big screen, I hate their “cult”. I was all set to sit in the car for three hours until Emil made puppy-dog eyes at me. I told him this was the last time. Since it was the last LOTR, he didn’t care.

There is a great website: WhenParentsText.com. This is my little spin/play on that.

Yes, this was in my facebook news feed this week.

Tony B. is a friend of my mom’s from high school. While I’ve never met him IRL (i.e. In Real Life for you parents), I’ve grown up hearing countless stories about him and his early-onset talent for his profession. I feel like I know him.

Said profession, to be fair, has a comedic spin at times. Also, remember, he’s the same age as my mother, making Lisa roughly my age.

LOL but still eeeeewwwww.

For those liked the story about me being stranded with no gas and no phone…you need to watch the movie One Fine Day. At 1:04 into the movie when Melanie Parker (Michelle Pfeiffer) is at the police station….that’s about how I looked and felt that day.

The movie pretty much sums up the kind of day I had had. Oh, and it’s a great and shining example of one of the many reasons we do not want kids.

(Click the image for an interactive version of the infographic.)

It looks a little like the 2008 elections.

Coincidence? Nah, maybe it’s just that we “keep up with the Jonses” in the South and overextend ourselves with the bigger houses and such.

First, I noticed her dog. She anchored his leash to a signpost in the shade. After she got a snack inside, she sat at the next table bringing him to her side. He’s a very sweet pit bull mix who politely greets everyone and only wants to make friends.

Then, when she greeted her friend, her voice sounded familiar.

Then, I realized that her accent is British. (funny how this is the third thing I noticed).

Then, I wondered, could it be Deb from the Jason & Deb morning show on 101x? But, I didn’t want to eavesdrop, and I had work to do.

A while later, I heard her tell someone the dog’s name: Blue.

Yep, I was right. It WAS her.

I never know celebrities when I see them in magazines or on TV. I can recall characters and show names, but never actors or other celebrities.

Since she’s in radio, I hear/listen to her but never see her. …yet I recognized her right away.

The power of a voice… especially one so likeable.

On the off chance that Jason/Deb/others from 101x find this post….LOVE the show! Deb’s I Love You and Does Deb Know Stuff are my two faves!