We saw Inglorious Basterds last night and right before we exited the theater we happened upon this guy. snoring. loudly. The majority of the film is pretty violent and action–packed. So soothing.
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
sleeping basterd
we don't even know this guy.
We saw Inglorious Basterds last night and right before we exited the theater we happened upon this guy. snoring. loudly. The majority of the film is pretty violent and action–packed. So soothing.
We saw Inglorious Basterds last night and right before we exited the theater we happened upon this guy. snoring. loudly. The majority of the film is pretty violent and action–packed. So soothing.
Monday, August 24, 2009
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Saturday, July 18, 2009
angry beavers
A group of "65 year-old lesbians" came into work today. I was not aware of any post-menopausal lesbian convention happening this weekend, but hey. My boss and I were working beside each other when one in particular came out (hah) and said what their "deal" was.
"We're just a bunch of old lesbians ordering sandwiches!"
"..um...I'm sorry...what?" was all I could say even though my eyebrows-arched with surprise-undoubtedly expressed more. It's not everyday one dozen grandmothers attracted to the female form come into our shop. I later realized that this woman had to be hitting on my boss. She directed the "just a group of 65-year old lesbians" line at her seven times and I know we do not offer a discount for alternative lifestyles-we wont even bump off a few cents for firemen. My boss kind of humored her in a totally platonic way by saying that she "hopes she'll look that good at sixty-five."
and then they totally scissored each other.
JUST KIDDING.
So after we dished out the tenth sisterhood sammich, one woman comes up to the counter and demands that I tell her there is "Swiss cheese on [this] sandwich!!"
"there is swiss cheese on this sandwich."
...which there totally was.
Of course this was not sufficient as the woman gets all Gloria Steinem on me and shoves her Tomato and Avocado towards my face in an effort to prove me wrong. The customer is always right, and double points if you are an original bra-burner* Le lesbian informed us that the cheese was, in fact, Cheese Whiz and this experience was not her "idea of a 'fun' lunch." She should come on Wednesday afternoons when we drink menstruation blood and read excerpts from Radical Feminism. The whole situation was kind of silly. The woman did not even try her sandwich! For someone so open-minded, you would think food would not deter her beliefs. My boss and I named the woman "Barb" and came up with different scenarios surrounding her.
Some days, I really do love where I work.
*totally a myth, never actually happened in second-wave feminism.
"We're just a bunch of old lesbians ordering sandwiches!"
"..um...I'm sorry...what?" was all I could say even though my eyebrows-arched with surprise-undoubtedly expressed more. It's not everyday one dozen grandmothers attracted to the female form come into our shop. I later realized that this woman had to be hitting on my boss. She directed the "just a group of 65-year old lesbians" line at her seven times and I know we do not offer a discount for alternative lifestyles-we wont even bump off a few cents for firemen. My boss kind of humored her in a totally platonic way by saying that she "hopes she'll look that good at sixty-five."
and then they totally scissored each other.
JUST KIDDING.
So after we dished out the tenth sisterhood sammich, one woman comes up to the counter and demands that I tell her there is "Swiss cheese on [this] sandwich!!"
"there is swiss cheese on this sandwich."
...which there totally was.
Of course this was not sufficient as the woman gets all Gloria Steinem on me and shoves her Tomato and Avocado towards my face in an effort to prove me wrong. The customer is always right, and double points if you are an original bra-burner* Le lesbian informed us that the cheese was, in fact, Cheese Whiz and this experience was not her "idea of a 'fun' lunch." She should come on Wednesday afternoons when we drink menstruation blood and read excerpts from Radical Feminism. The whole situation was kind of silly. The woman did not even try her sandwich! For someone so open-minded, you would think food would not deter her beliefs. My boss and I named the woman "Barb" and came up with different scenarios surrounding her.
Some days, I really do love where I work.
*totally a myth, never actually happened in second-wave feminism.
Thursday, June 25, 2009
kittens and surpises
We threw a surprise party for Patrice Jefford the other night and regardless that someone ruined the surprise, I still think it was fun. Similar to the cupcakes, the theme was SUPER BUTCH. Also, we run a feline orphanage and I am a crazy cat lady. I finally picked up one of the kittens. The cuteness melted my eyeballs.
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
easy bake
It's Patrick's birthday so we decided to bake him some cupcakes. This is quite a feat for me, as the most complicated thing I tend to cook/bake/make is probably a Toaster Strudel. Or Soup..man is that shit difficult. I usually watch from the sidelines, or leave the room in general, as others-the more experienced and wise- whisk away. Also, being an herbivore, I tend to eat things that fall mostly in the RAW category-seriously, give me a bag of baby carrots and I'll make it a meal. Proceeding the Heist/Pattern is Movement show at ze Whig earlier that evening John and I came home where I had the idea to "bake some cupcakes!!" So at midnight, we ventured to the 24-hr Bi-Lo for some groceries. The theme of was "Super Butch," which the sparkly pink sprinkles and icing clearly indicate. What really really surprised me was how simple making these cupcakes was. I mean, there is really no effort at all. All this time, I thought my mother was a domestic goddess because of her ability to bake brownies. I mean, she totally is...but I guess some of the mystique has worn off. Thanks to Duncan Hines, I can bake while learning my place in society: the kitchen!! Anyway, I was pretty proud of the final product so I decided to document it.
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