it's been so f-ing hot lately. weather.com says we are in the "dog days of summer!" nice. no...not so nice. i can hardly stand it. why did i move to a state where they don't believe in air conditioners? i mean, what the f? i have more than once, woken up in the middle of the night, crazy hot and uncomfortable, so i run jump in the shower to cool off and try to fall back asleep.
note to self: on the next move...try to be somewhere that air conditioners are encouraged if its going to reach sweltering highs for ongoing periods.
i feel a little led on about the perfect weather in boulder. but of course, it's my fault too. i mean, i believed that the weather was never too hot, nor too cold. i should've known that being so much closer to the sun might make it a tad on the, "oh my goodness my skin is melting off" side of things. well, that's what i get for believing in the idea of perfect weather. it's just not true.
phooey!!
Thursday, July 31, 2008
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
i've got a golden ticket!!
i'm going to see the scrumdiddlyumpcious, ever so gorgeous, Jason Mraz on October 27th at The Fillmore.
Nice!!
i absolutely can not wait.
Eddie Izzard
Last night, I went with my beautiful friends Rachel and Jenn, to see Eddie Izzard. Now, I can honestly say that I didn't know who he was or what to expect. I think Rachel was flabbergasted that I wouldn't know who this comedic genius was. She finally said something like, "he's on The Riches !," with a face that screamed, how could you be so lame Raelynn. And all I have to say for myself is, I just didn't know who he was..so sorry...throw me a frickin' bone.
Okay, so we make it to The Paramount and head to our seats and are now checking out the fans of Eddie Izzard in hopes to figure out his style by the people who were at the show. That was a no go because the fans were so diverse in age, situation, color, etc. We were sitting next to some young punkish boys and girls, but in front of us were some frat type boys double fisting their not so cheap, but cheap in taste beer, and even lovely "older" couples--maybe in there late 60's. Seriously. And then there were preppies, hippies, wanna-be-brits (as Eddie is from the UK), as well as, lots and lots of various people of shapes, sizes, colors. So, that blows that idea out of the water because stereo-types alone would not let us know what type of comedian he was.
Anywho, moving on...Jenn and I were in our seats discussing old theaters and there gaudy styles, but maybe some would call it, Old Hollywood! Well, whether it was gaudy or Old Hollywood, it was all quite chintzy to me. But, I did enjoy the Phantom of the Operaesque feel of the theater.
Finally, the lights go down and you can feel the excitement in the air. People are starting to burst at the seams. You could feel the anticipation in the room. The stage goes dark and then a few spot lights, signal the way for Eddie to appear. Out he comes, and i'm not kidding you, the people in the theater jumped to their feet and screamed so loud that it actually gave me a bit of a fright--as well as Jenn. We just looked at each other and giggled because we both were not expecting it. Actually, I think Jenn said, you would've thought it was Michael Buble or something. Oh, Michael, how we love you. Focusing now--back to the story...I looked over at Rachel, and I think she may have had a tear in her eye, just one, but still a tear. And even though I didn't know Eddie or what to expect, I was happy to be there with my friend who really wanted to see the show. I mean, come on, she came all the way from Oklahoma. Of course, I think she was dying to see my effervescent charisma as well, but Eddie was definitely a must see for her.I was happy and ready to enjoy the show. He had an opening line about the Rockies, then there was "that woman" who screamed will you marry me, and a few other odds and ends about creation, yada, yada, yada. Honestly, his accent was so thick, that if i missed the first part of his story, I was completely lost. Thankfully, that only happened twice. There were lots of laughs and I think it was a good show.
Overall, I was glad I went. I am all the more wise about Eddie Izzard. Now if someone asks me about Eddie, i'll be able to say, "shoot, I know Eddie!" and I want have to suffer any more "don't be so lame" looks from Rachel.
Okay, so we make it to The Paramount and head to our seats and are now checking out the fans of Eddie Izzard in hopes to figure out his style by the people who were at the show. That was a no go because the fans were so diverse in age, situation, color, etc. We were sitting next to some young punkish boys and girls, but in front of us were some frat type boys double fisting their not so cheap, but cheap in taste beer, and even lovely "older" couples--maybe in there late 60's. Seriously. And then there were preppies, hippies, wanna-be-brits (as Eddie is from the UK), as well as, lots and lots of various people of shapes, sizes, colors. So, that blows that idea out of the water because stereo-types alone would not let us know what type of comedian he was.
Anywho, moving on...Jenn and I were in our seats discussing old theaters and there gaudy styles, but maybe some would call it, Old Hollywood! Well, whether it was gaudy or Old Hollywood, it was all quite chintzy to me. But, I did enjoy the Phantom of the Operaesque feel of the theater.
Finally, the lights go down and you can feel the excitement in the air. People are starting to burst at the seams. You could feel the anticipation in the room. The stage goes dark and then a few spot lights, signal the way for Eddie to appear. Out he comes, and i'm not kidding you, the people in the theater jumped to their feet and screamed so loud that it actually gave me a bit of a fright--as well as Jenn. We just looked at each other and giggled because we both were not expecting it. Actually, I think Jenn said, you would've thought it was Michael Buble or something. Oh, Michael, how we love you. Focusing now--back to the story...I looked over at Rachel, and I think she may have had a tear in her eye, just one, but still a tear. And even though I didn't know Eddie or what to expect, I was happy to be there with my friend who really wanted to see the show. I mean, come on, she came all the way from Oklahoma. Of course, I think she was dying to see my effervescent charisma as well, but Eddie was definitely a must see for her.I was happy and ready to enjoy the show. He had an opening line about the Rockies, then there was "that woman" who screamed will you marry me, and a few other odds and ends about creation, yada, yada, yada. Honestly, his accent was so thick, that if i missed the first part of his story, I was completely lost. Thankfully, that only happened twice. There were lots of laughs and I think it was a good show.
Overall, I was glad I went. I am all the more wise about Eddie Izzard. Now if someone asks me about Eddie, i'll be able to say, "shoot, I know Eddie!" and I want have to suffer any more "don't be so lame" looks from Rachel.
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Christian the Lion
We've watched this a few times this weekend. And I don't care how cheesy you think it is--even though they really know how to tug on your heartstrings by using a classic Whitney Houston song for background music--it makes me smile, a lot!!
admit it. you liked it!
admit it. you liked it!
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
I have prunes for toes....
today my feet have been completely sopping wet for a good 5 hours straight!! when i finally was able to take off the wet shoes and socks, my toes had shriveled up into prunes!!!
rain and all...Ireland is grand!!!
rain and all...Ireland is grand!!!
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