Sunday, January 29, 2006

I had a very good weekend in Dallas. I played bodyguard for my friends as they went shopping. The places they were shopping, you'd think they were celebrities, hence the need for a bodyguard. I'm a little disappointed, though, because it's been a dream of mine to shove the camera of a paparazzo into his face, but D and J.T. haven't made a sex tape yet, so... I'll tell them to get on that. I don't shop, by the way. D, we'll call her that because that's her new breast size (36D, so what, D so what? Is that all that you got?), lives in Minnesota with her husband J.T. and their three beautiful children. I don't get to see D and J.T. ever, so when D told me that they were going to be in Dallas, OF COURSE, I went. It rained a lot, and the bottom half of my jeans were soaked.

After D and J.T. flew celebrity class back to Minnesota, I reconnected with a friend I hadn't seen in almost 5 years. I forgot how much fun we used to have. Anyway, we watched Reno 911 in my hotel room, laughed for hours, and then had a long-overdue, and very good discussion about the peaks and valleys of our friendship. Now that all of our feelings are out on the table, we can start fresh, and that makes me so happy because this is one of my most cherished friendships.

The hotel I stayed at last night was one of the most confusing ever because there were no signs telling me where anything was. And you know how elevators for most hotels are really close to the check-in desk? These were all the way down a hall, turn left and then right somewhere down there. It was seriously a maze, and I had no idea where I was. Anyway, this morning while leaving, I was on the elevator for what seemed like 5 minutes, and thinking that that was plenty of time to descend the 6 floors, I got out and headed down a hallway. It took a few minutes before I realized that I was only on the 3rd floor. The great thing about this was that had I not had this detour, I would have never paid any mind to the sign indicating emergency exits and stuff.







Strobe lights? "Whoop Whoop"? That's not an emergency alarm! That's a disco!

Monday, January 23, 2006

Oxygen Bar

Oxygen bar
When I went down to New Orleans two weekends ago, I went with my friends to a restaurant called Sweet Fire and Ice. It had a great atmosphere. The tables were all an inch away from each other, so that part sucked. And the dressing for the Thai chicken salad tasted like peanut butter with vinegar. That part was gross. But one of my friends gave me ten bucks to go try out the oxygen bar. For those of you not in the know, you go to the oxygen bar to inhale pure, "flavored" oxygen for as long as they allow you on 10 bucks or whatever your local oxygen bar's price is. I got a sucky outlet; my flavors were sublime, which was something like flowers and citrus; jasmine...ew!; peach, which was broken; and mandarine. It was kind of a waste of a Hamilton. I was bored for 10 minutes, and my nose was barraged by very strong, unpleasant smells. And my nose felt like it was being rubbed raw. I'm so suing if my septum disintegrates. The guy sitting next to me was so wasted and kept telling me to "breathe in real deep so you can feel it". I was all, "whatever," and continued talking to my friends so I wouldn't die of boredom. A few minutes later, he tapped me again on the shoulder imploring me, "You got to breathe in real deep to feel it." This happened three or four times until I turned to him, and yelled, "It's OXYGEN, you moron!!!" Luckily, he was both happy-drunk and weaponless. I don't think you can call someone a moron anymore without moron poppin' a cap in yo' @$$!

Saturday, January 21, 2006

Dear Mythbusters fans searching for the show's "Carrie",

I know that if I were going to spell the name Carrie, I would automatically go for the C-A-R-R-I-E spelling. I don't know...that's just me. But the girl on the Mythbusters show spells her name very differently. I don't know what kind of drugs her parents were on. She spells her name K-A-R-I. I just wanted to tell you that because a lot of you come here looking for your Mythbusters Kari fix. So I'm going to help you out. Here is her bio. You're welcome.

Love,
Carrie

My parents' street is getting a facelift. I left my own personal and permanent mark on it tonight.

Carrie wuz here!

Thursday, January 19, 2006

I recently told one of my very best friends that if she loved me, she'd send me some snow. She'd temper a jar, pack it with snow, stick it in a styrofoam container with dry ice, tape it up really well, and overnight it to me. I was dead serious when I told her that. She obviously doesn't love me as much as I thought she did. I realize that all that stuff might be a little expensive just to ship a jar of snow, but how can you put a price tag on love? Who loves me? AND I KNOW IT'S SNOWING ON THAT WASATCH FRONT TODAY, PEOPLE!!!

Wednesday, January 18, 2006

Pandora.com told me I'd like her, and do I ever! Charlotte Martin Every Time It Rains. I also encourage going to iTunes or some such place and purchasing her album if you like this song. Her whole album is yummy.

Tuesday, January 17, 2006

Open iTunes/iPod or Windows Media Player to answer the following. Go to your library.

How many songs?
4401

Days worth of music?
12.4

Sort by song title:
-First song: '97 Bonnie & Clyde - Tori Amos
-Last Song: Zweites Finale (excerpt): "Tamino mein! O welch ein Glück!" from Mozart's Die Zauberflöte

Sort by time:
-Shortest Song: Blank - John Mayer (0:06)
-Longest Song: The Beekeeper - Tori Amos - Boston 8.21.05 (12:59)

Sort by album:
-First Song: Sweetheart - Mariah Carey
-Last Song: The Wanderer - U2

Top Six Most Played Songs:
1. Wuthering Heights - Kate Bush
2. En Apesanteur - Calogero
3. Tear In Your Hand - Tori Amos
4. A Sorta Fairytale (101 Mix) - Tori Amos
5. Carbon - Tori Amos
6. Caught A Lite Sneeze

First song that comes up on Shuffle:
Under Pressure - David Bowie

Search ....

"sex", how many songs come up?
21. I'm not obsessed; I just like TLC.

"blood", how many songs come up?
20

"death/dead", how many songs come up?
42. Thank you, Dead Milkmen

"love", how many songs come up?
251

"you", how many songs come up?
445

"it", how many songs come up?
1015

"f***", how many songs come up?
1...Thank you, Smashing Pumpkins

"holy", how many songs come up?
1...Thank YOU, Led Zeppelin

Monday, January 16, 2006

I went to New Orleans last week to look around. We saw a lot of fun stuff and a lot of devastation. The areas that were hardest hit by Katrina are still without power, and they are totally wasted. Out by the lake looks like a war zone. The marina was all but completely destroyed. Boat houses were obliterated. Passing down the streets we could see horizontal lines across houses marking levels of the flood waters. Piles and piles of trash were everywhere. Medians of main thoroughfares have been turned into temporary landfills. Downtown, life is slowly emerging. It wasn't hit that hard. Most of the damage was from wind...blown-out windows, signage knocked down, siding and stucco blown off. There isn't much happening down there right now because there are so few people to take jobs to run everything. We went into the Riverwalk shopping mall, and very few stores were open. At one point, my little group contained the only people on one of the long stretches of hallway. There were only 2 restaurants open in the food court.

Despite the devastation and the lack of open businesses, it was very encouraging to be on Tulane campus on the day of orientation. People were everywhere. The campus had been cleaned up, and temporary buildings are in place. Everyone was excited to be there. Dillard University was having orientation in the Riverwalk, where they'll be having classes this semester. Traffic jams symbolized life. The food never tasted better. Bourbon Street was almost barren, but the clubs were playing music as if they had a full house. It was awesome. Our hotel room had a balcony that opened up onto the street. It was a great atmosphere.

Something else that is very exciting is the fact that Mardi Gras is going to roll this year. All of the krewes are ready. We went to Mardi Gras World, where most of the floats for Mardi Gras are made. I had never been there before, and it was a lot of fun. I watched one guy put the final touches on one of my favorite props that was is the warehouses. It was a really cool place to go. I'm excited for the parades this year.

So, if you're curious, you can see my pictures from the trip through my flickr account. There's a new link to that on my sidebar. Enjoy.

I don't know if any of you watch 24, but if you do, you will know why I'm in mourning today. Two of my favorite characters on any TV show ever were killed last night, and another's death or life is pending. Despite all that, THAT WAS THE MOST AMAZING SHOW EVER last night!! Jaw-dropping was aplenty. And Jean Smart (from Designing Women and Bringing Down the House) is playing the First Lady, and is she ever cuckoo! The first time we meet her, after learning from the President that she is not balanced, she is having her hair and make-up done by her assistant. She looks in the mirror very apathetically, says, "I look like a wedding cake," and dunks her face into the sink of water in front of her. She stands up, still very stoic, and says, "Do it again." I laughed to tears. It was so funny. "I look like a wedding cake" is now my new phrase that is synonymous with "crazy". For example:
-Look at that girl over there having a big ole conversation with the dandelions.
-Dude, that girl looks like a wedding cake!

or

-Your homework tonight is a 10-page essay on what bluejeans mean to you. AND questions 1-73 in your chemistry book.
-Dr Finchley looks like a wedding cake! He's the only one who has a 10-page love for those painted-on bluejeans he wears everyday!

If you do watch 24, you are required to post your comments on last night's shocker. Let's all get through this together.

Wednesday, January 11, 2006

While reading another blog tonight, I was inspired to jot down a few unknown-to-you details about myself. Here they are:

I tell people that I would never see certain movies because they seem like they are going to be sad. Then, I always go see them by myself because I don't like for others to see me cry, but a girl's got to let that emotion out somehow.

Most of the time, I keep Cheese Nips and coke close by my bed because it's what I crave in the middle of the night.

I belt out the theme to Cirque de Soleil's Alegria (the film adaptation) when I'm alone. Alegria...com' una luz de la vida, alegria... Ah...I love that song.

I go for walks by myself in the middle of the night.

The idea of ever having to watch kids shows is my contraceptive...well, that and the fact that I'm not married.

Some days I am perfectly content staying in bed all day and watching all of the Mythbusters episodes that are saved on my TiVo.

I TiVo Elimidate, Blind Date, and Next.

Primarily, I wear reading glasses because I think they are sexy.

I regret things that I wrote in my yearbook from my freshman year of high school. I want to throw it away, but I don't know where I'd get another.

I detest most responsibilities I have; I hate to be tied down.

I still have all of the New Kids on the Block cards that I collected in junior high school.

I have a fairly large collection of He-man action figures in my closet; I had such a crush on him, which probably means that he is gay. I'm sorry, He-man. Now, get out of my closet!

Tuesday, January 10, 2006

I have asked numerous people to obtain a certain kind of chocolate for me while visiting France during the holiday season, and numerous people have failed. They would have been rewarded handsomely. Tant pis! A loyal friend, the CPT, bought some for me during her Christmas trip to Paris. In her note, she wrote, "What Carrie wants, Carrie gets!" ...something some of you do not yet understand. The CPT has my undying love and gratitude, and next time I pass a Godiva chocolatier, I will buy her something awesome!



Little pieces of heaven wrapped in foil and sitting in those boxes await entry into the party that is in my mouth.

Saturday, January 07, 2006

Chunks rising at sea
Shouldn't have had the lobster
Get me back to dock
--Fab 5


My friend, EA, is in town for the holiday season. The other night she was bragging about how much stuff she has in her wallet when I saw THE "GAYEST" LIBRARY CARD EVER!!!

Kentucky is secure enough in its sexuality to issue such a card. You won't, however, be seeing any library cards with farmyard animals on them. That would be taboo.

Also, I promise to get a better picture of the card. I didn't have my Christmas present with me when I first saw the card.

Tuesday, January 03, 2006

I'm bored beyond remedy right now.