Dec 31, 2011

Kohler Trumps Santa - A Young Boy's Christmas Wish Comes True



Meet Dustin Kruse - a little boy who loves toilets! His mom sent a letter to Kohler explaining his passion and they invited him and his parents to tour their design center. The video above shows him happily moving from toilet to toilet, flushing to his hearts content and loving every single minute of it.

Dustin doesn't have any reasonable explanation about why he's fascinated with toilets, he just loves them. I can relate. I don't know exactly what it is about toilets that I find them so interesting, but I just do. No explanation necessary. I also appreciated that his mom didn't talk about Dustin being strange or weird. She genuinely seemed amused that toilets make him so happy.

I wonder what he'll think about this video when he grows up and looks back on his childhood obsession?

Dec 30, 2011

Hello Kitty Cup Cakes

I know somewhere in the ADHA licensure that there must be a warning against giving sweets to your patients, but I'm sure glad my dental hygienist Andrea overlooked it.  Yesterday she gave me four Hello Kitty cupcakes that she baked just for me!

My cleaning appointment was at 4pm and she came out into the waiting room to tell me she had a little something for me chilling in the backseat of her car.  So we went outside to see and I resisted my impulse to lock arms with her and skip into the parking lot because I already knew what it was going to be!

They were simply gorgeous: four red velvet cupcakes with pink-tinted cream-cheese frosting topped with fondant-designed Hello Kitty faces.  Just look at those delicate little black whiskers.  Amazing.  Andrea explained she used one of her special cake tools to get the whiskers placed just right which was an improvement over the last time she made these for her daughter (another Hello Kitty obsessed adult - see? I'm not the only one) because she had used a tube of gel-based frosting and didn't get the same effect.

The kitty is in the details.

So I'm pretty sure I'm the luckiest patient of Boylston Dental Associates.  Dr. Scanlon has done lots of good things for my choppers over the years, but he never baked me Hello Kitty cupcakes.

Dec 27, 2011

FreeSol - Fascinated ft. Justin Timberlake, Timbaland



I'm becoming quite a fan of FreeSol and just wanted to share their latest video.

I could do without the snakes though.

Ice Ice Baby - MattyBRaps feat. Vanilla Ice



First of all, that is REALLY Vanilla Ice in this MattyB video.

Secondly, how cool is it that Vanilla Ice hooked up with this YouTube sensation little kid to sing his big hit? It was nice to see Ice bust some of his old dance moves and I've got to give him props for being a good sport 'cause he's got to be so sick of this song by now. Me? Still loving it.

Dec 26, 2011

"Baby Its Cold Outside" - Zach & Donald Holiday Video


Nothing like a little celebrity Bromance to end Christmas 2011 on a funny note. I love these guys AND they're singing one of my Top 3 Christmas songs.

Sesame Street: Measure, Yeah, Measure

Dec 24, 2011

WHY Do Girls Have To Get All The Pink Toys?

Destenee - Hello Kitty Christmas (Cute/Corny Christmas Song)

Dec 22, 2011

The Black Keys - Lonely Boy


I sit on the couch every Monday through Friday sipping my sweetened coffee and channel surfing before I get ready for work. I'll typically switch between Channel 7 and The Fox 25 Morning News to catch anything newsworthy and then move on to the music video stations like MTV, MTV2, VH-1 and Fuse.

But when I was flipping through the channels, I happened to see the above video and thought it was just some stupid MTV reality show where some snarky teens were sitting on a couch laughing at this black man wildly dancing in front of a motel door. I never even considered this was a music video.

But just a few minutes later, I came across this video on another channel and realized it was a music video by the group The Black Keys. I found myself watching the video and really liking this song.

The brilliance of this music video is it must have cost pennies to make and it's the perfect vehicle for such a catchy song. It made me want to listen to other songs by them. So give it a watch and let me know what you think.


Redneck Raindeer

Redneck Raindeer:


Well I suppose it wouldn’t be truly redneck if “reindeer” was actually spelled correctly. Either way I’m sure all the little kids walking by your truck will be super excited to see Rudolph meet his maker in this type of reindeer game.

Florida

Dec 21, 2011

Dirt Off Your Shoulder-Royal Style

Prince William dancing with Vanessa Boateng during a reception on December 21st. I love how his wife Kate looks on amused with that big smile on her face while her husband is mean-mugging it.   As Kanye would say, "That shit cray!"

African Bull Frog vs. Smart Phone

Dec 17, 2011

2011 Movies Watched on Netflix Instant Que


Jamie Kennedy: Unwashed Cool & The Crazy Limitless
Prince of Persia Nice Guy Johnny Black Adder
Beauty and the Briefcase Heartbreaker Fawlty Towers
The It Crowd  The Loss of the Tear Drop Diamond Forks Over Knives
30 Rock For My Wife Shaun the Sheep
Kevin Smith: Too Fat for 40 Fat, Sick and Nearly Dead Red State
Sesame Street 20 Years Chaos Theory The X-Files
Doc Martin Craig Ferguson: Wee Bit O'Revolution Rowan Atkinson: Live
Precious Friday Night Lights Eddie Izzard: Unrepeatable
Men Behaving Badly Home Movies All Good Things
Any Human Heart Kevin Spencer Demetri Martin
Dogs Decoded Nova Life On Mars The Walking Dead
Sherlock Expired Black Adder's Christmas Carol
Jekyll Beyond Scared Straight Emmet Otter's Jug Band Christmas
Joan Rivers: A Piece of Work Lost In Austen The Christmas Bunny
Obsessed Neo Ned Ugly Betty - Season 3
Parks & Recreation Intervention  
Hank & Mike Kids In The Hall  
Mitchell & Webb Look The Wonder Years  
Mall Cops Me & Everyone We Know  
Sherry Baby Gamer  
Food Inc My Boys  
Outsourced Arrested Development  
Spread Life In A Day  
Addicted When Harry Tries to Marry  
American Pickers The Next 3 Days  
How To Lose Your Lover Take Me Home Tonight  
Wendy & Lucy The Yellow Handkerchief  
My Future Boyfriend Kiss Your Fat Goodbye  

Dec 11, 2011

That's Entertainment!

I went to That's Entertainment yesterday with my friend (and former co-worker) Christian under the guise of him looking to do a little Christmas shopping when really ANY trip to that wonderful comic book store is me trying to score relics of toys from my 70's childhood.

My past few trips haven't been that great, but I'm not usually disappointed because I know there's always a chance I'll walk away without buying anything except another plastic Hello Kitty weeble-like toy from the bubble gum machine near the entrance.

Upon walking down the first aisle, I found a plastic mug of Wild E. Coyote for $5 bucks which was an instant grab because the way the cup was made featured his long prominent brown snoot and I thought I could use it as a cup holder on my desk at work.  (Turns out this plastic mug was part of a KFC 4-mug Looney Tunes collection from 1992.)

Thought that was pretty cool.

I wandered the aisles and eventually made my way over to Christian who was looking at some Bill Willingham Fables comics that were up against the back wall of comics.  The cool thing about this part of the store is they regularly feature larger boxed toys up above the shelves.  For example, they have this large poster-sized sheet of Wacky Packages die-cut stickers that haven't been cut down yet into the packaged trading cards.  It sells for about $65 and I look at it every time I'm in the store thinking that it would be a cool thing to have framed and hanging on my wall.  

And now the cool part!

I looked up and there were (3) Holly Hobbie dolls in their original boxes.  I haven't seen any vintage Holly Hobbie stuff in such a long time.  It's not like I was ever a big fan of this American Greetings character, but the doll was made by Knickerbocker and just seeing that word sort of brought back this memory of knowing the name from when I was a little girl.  Knickerbocker.  Why did that stick out to me?  

I did a little online research and nailed it.  Knickerbocker Preschool made a line of Snoopy articulated dolls and you could buy clothes to dress both Snoopy and his sister Belle in just like you would with a Barbie doll. I had one of those Snoopy dolls.

Back to the Holly Hobbie doll.  So Christian was looking at the doll in the box and says, "Huh, I never even heard of Holly Hobbie." To which I replied, "Don't worry, that's a good thing."  But then this older guy standing next to us, who was glancing through a comic book, looked over at Christian and agreed that it was a good thing.  

Christian bought a few comic books and then it was my turn at the register.  I looked up at the man behind the counter and simply said,' Let's not talk about this purchase..." and proceeded to hand him my vintage Holly Hobbie doll and Wild E. Coyote mug.  I felt like a first class dork. He knew it and I knew it, but it didn't matter one bit.  I figure there's got to be other potential shoppers at That's Entertainment that would buy a Holly Hobbie doll or they wouldn't have been even selling it. So here is a picture of my Holly Hobbie miniature rag-doll that is mint in the box and now ALL MINE.  I paid $14 dollar for her and she's going to be put in my bookcase along with a bunch of other treasures including my Etch-A-Sketch, Fisher Price camera, Weebles and Little People.




Dec 1, 2011

Falsely Accused Once Again

Angry Beagle
I am fit to be tied right now and after you read my rant, I'm sure you'll get the dripping irony of that statement.

I came home tonight and took Minnie out for her evening walk.  Spencer and I affectionately refer to her walk as her 'round' because we do a nice tidy loop around our neighborhood which gives her a chance to stretch her legs, sniff out any new interesting smells and do her doggy business.  (We actually have 3 levels of her round:  short round, medium round and the long round.  All that means is that we have 2 other established neighborhood routes that essentially widens the perimeter our walk with her so she doesn't get bored with the same old sniffs going from Miami Street to Carpenter Ave to Nome Street and back to Miami Street.)

As I began our walk down Miami Street tonight, I saw another dog Max in the distance looking our way.  I always think Max has surpassed what would be the equivalent to a cat's purported nine lives because he's still alive and kicking despite never being on a leash and his propensity for hanging out in the middle of the road clueless about the dangers of distracted drivers in speeding cars.

Carpenter Ave was quiet as we made our way towards him.  Upon seeing Max just a little ways away, Minnie happily began wagging her tail and tugging at her leash.  Max stood there with his head hanging low and distrustful of us, never making eye contact and tolerating Minnie coming up to his face for a little nose bump and a sniff of his rear end.  Like all other nights, their dance had begun.   

She immediately grew tired of his disinterest in her, turned from him and resumed her walk towards the edge of the road to sniff out a hefty lump of moist leaves. After all, who knew what olfactory treasures awaited her snoot beneath the leaves? Max followed closely behind, periodically lifting his leg for a short squirt here or there, and we continued on our walk.

I caught a glimpse of headlights and heard an approaching car coming up the road at a pretty fast pace.  Since I always carry one of those big yellow flashlights, I pointed it in Max's general vicinity to draw the driver's attention that there was a dog near the side of the road.  I didn't want Max to get hit by the car. The driver noticed the light and began to slow down.  However it was at this perfect moment that Max decided it would be a better idea to start walking into the middle of the street in front of the car.  I called out to him to stop, but he kept on going so that he was standing right in the middle of the street blocking the car from moving forward without hitting him.  He just stood there.  I tried to mime movement with my flashlight in Max's direction to get him to move off his spot, but it wasn't doing any good and I gave up.  I shrugged my shoulders and gave the driver a helpless 'Oh, well I tried...." look.   But to my surprise, the passenger of the car rolled down the window and shouted directly at me, "You know, there's a leash law in this city!" just as the car began to push forward whether Max was going to move or not.  

I instantly yelled back at her, "NOT MY DOG!" and raised my hand to demonstrate that my dog was, in fact, on a leash.  

As the car sped up the street, she called out the window, "Sorry."

And that was the point when I got pissed.

I am so sick and tired of  people in and around our neighborhood holding Spencer and I somehow accountable for all the irresponsible things that other faceless dog owners do (or don't do) with their dogs.  Minnie is licensed, securely leashed on our walks and we fastidiously gather all of her poop. You will never see Spencer or I walking her without one of those stupid plastic bags. We're mindful to not let her roam too deep onto a neighbor's lawn while we're walking her and we always have her in our control 100% percent of the time. No exceptions.

But apparently none of this matters.  I think people see us walking Minnie so much that they just assume that if a pile of shit lands on their lawn, it's from our dog.  If a trash bag gets ripped open on Tuesday morning, it must be our dog.  If a dog is standing stubbornly in the middle of a dark road at night blocking traffic, it must be our dog.

Let me tell you about a few past encounters with people I don't know:

The guy who owns Max actually shouted at us from his kitchen window one Sunday morning because he saw Minnie squatting to pee on the edge of his property.  "Can you not have your dog pissing on my lawn?" But here's the funny thing about that gem of a neighbor.  Apparently it's OK for his dog Max to wander the neighborhood happily taking huge dumps on other people's lawns and never being on a leash.

Minnie loves to do that doggy thing where she rolls over onto her back in the yard and delightfully squiggles away in every direction possible rubbing herself into mysterious smells on the ground.  I actually had a neighbor come outside to scold me.  "I don't want your dog there.  My kids play on this lawn."  I explained that Minnie wasn't peeing and what she was doing was harmless, but it didn't matter to him.  "OK" I said and moved Minnie along while silently adding him to my growing list of assholes.

Just last week, Spencer was walking Minnie up one of the bigger hills in our neighborhood when he sensed a car was behind him so he quickly moved himself and Minnie tight to the side of the road so the car could pass by.  But instead an old lady called out to him, from her car, that she didn't want the dog in any way trespassing on her easement.  Spencer just said 'OK' and continued on towards home.  But let's pause and think about this for a moment.  This crazy old lady must have been in her house, saw Spencer walking past her driveway and decided to get into her car to drive around the corner just to warn him. Who does that?

These three examples are just the instances that stand out in my mind as I write this, but I know there have been more.  I'd like to think that we get  picked on by strangers because they consistently see us out walking Minnie and attribute any and all bad doggy behavior on us.

But tonight what I should have called out after the lady apologized was, "Yea?  Well, the city has speed limits, too!"  

And thanks to my trusty flashlight and healthy respect for city law, Max lives on untethered and free to crap on anybody's lawn-except, of course, his own.