Saturday, March 13, 2004

 
My boss got me drunk on tequila shots.

Yet another story that doesn't need to be passed on to my mom.

Hey, does anyone else think it's funny that a band called Franz Ferdinand has a song called "Take me out"? Or am I just a great big geek?
posted by Alleen at 9:44:07 AM

Friday, March 12, 2004

 
Just so you can appreciate how clever I am, here is the full context of what I said:

"You're an ambitious guy. I keep telling you that. Someday when you rule the world, I'll be like, 'Dude, you're an ambitious guy,' and you'll be like, 'Bitch, stop saying that. Someone chop her head off.' My blood will stain the walls of your inner sanctum."

Yeah, what the fuck was I talking about? I don't know. That's why, right after this came out of my mouth, I had to take a short breather and contemplate the stuff that comes out of my mouth, seemingly without my participation.

Last night, in the course of a celebratory birthday drink with Amber at the Fiddler, we ran into a couple of tribunal friends who sat down to have a drink with us. One of them, a former member of the Bosnian army with a bizarre and varied history told us a story of some time he spent in Russia. He spent a year working in Russia, and was put up at one point in a former KGB compound that was being used as a hotel. One day, he and a driver were sitting in the bar having a drink when he felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned around to find himself face to face with a very drunk older guy in a wifebeater and boxers, wearing slippers.

"Hey, girly, dance with me."

For a bit of context, Pero has fairly long hair. He ties it up in a ponytail. Back in the day in Russia, Pero had hair halfway down his back. Granted, he's not the girliest looking guy in the world, but this man was drunk enough to think so. And in true "Some Like it Hot"-style, he refused to take no for an answer. After a few minutes of explanation and cajoling, the man still refused to give up. So the driver, a great big bear of a Russian, decides to take matters into his own hands, and tries to physically remove the man, only to find out that Pero's new boyfriend was a KGB colonel. A very persistent KGB colonel. A man not to be offended. A man who wanted to dance.

Now that, that's still funny.
posted by Alleen at 10:58:25 AM

 
"My blood will stain the walls of your inner sanctum."

You know, it's not everyday something like that comes out of my mouth. And yet, here we all are.

In other news, hope you had a happy birthday, Amber.
posted by Alleen at 1:21:01 AM

Wednesday, March 10, 2004

 
It's been a very odd day.

There may or may not be goats on the roof. They haven't quite decided where they want to go.
posted by Alleen at 7:30:01 PM

Tuesday, March 09, 2004

 
Look, I've added links and pics! More to come soon even.

And maybe some day I'll even add an interesting post.
posted by Alleen at 11:39:05 AM

Sunday, March 07, 2004

 
What is the deal with Joss Stone? I'm a bit deprived here of the relevant background information, but I've seen the video and the CD lying around, and I have to admit I'm a bit stumped.

Is she being billed as the female Elvis or something? Is she filling that niche of white kids who are too scared to pick up a Superfly soundtrack but need to get funky? I mean I like her voice and all, but it seems to me she (or whoever packaged her up for public consumption) is trying a little too hard. Look! I'm covering a White Stripes song! Look! The Roots are backing me up! Look! My CD is called Soul Sessions, but I'm a cute 17-year-old girl! It's ok to like me! I am non-threatening, but cool!

Yeah. Don't get me wrong. The song's ok. She has a pretty good voice. She just needs to get rid of her marketing people.

I don't even know why I'm writing this. Think I'll go back to bed.


posted by Alleen at 11:02:30 AM

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