Musings from a pudgy dietitian who is liberal of politics but conservative in behavior, arrested between feminism and maternal instinct, complicated yet simple, flirting with humility but in love with vanity. In short, I am what I'm not, but I'm not what I am, which makes me... One Glorious Conundrum
Sunday, August 28, 2005
So That's Where I Left It!
Eureka! I have found it! Unexpectedly packed in a box labeled, “Junk by the phone” was my social life. Good thing I looked in there before last week’s trip to Goodwill or my life might truly suck.
After that near-fateful trip to dump unwanted clutter, I dusted off the old tools: laughter, good humor, light-heartedness, lack of seriousness, and the always-in-demand Energy. I tried them out at a dinner last week – went well. The invitations began to roll in.
So, this weekend, I put on all the trappings and headed into the world. On Friday night, Roomie and I attended the Improv in Irvine to see Brian Regan – a comic who came highly recommended. The lines were long for the sold-out show, so we spent the time chatting pleasurably. Roomie is a closet nympho like me, so we swapped tips on good make-out. I have mastered stranger encounters, which she has yet to try, and she is a wiz at friendly make-out, something that always turns out badly for me. As we laughed about our strange social lives, a lady behind us whispered, “They’re Mormons!” We cracked up. In case you didn’t know, Mormons have hormones, too.
The Improv was nice. I had never been to one before. We got excellent seats in the second row of tables. Should any of you need further proof that I actually attended, I sat just off stage right by a poster of Tommy Davidson who will be there sometime in September.
As a testament to how lame and hoogity-free my summer has been, Roomie and I were seated with the only people over 40 in the whole club. But the couple was so sweet that we passed the pre-event time in pleasant conversation.
The opening act was Jason Larson, who told jokes about his over-intelligent nephew. I felt bonded with him as my 4-year-old nephew and I have better conversations than I have with most of my friends.
Brian Regan was amazing. I highly recommend him to anyone. I will never look at baggage claim areas, the “essentials” kit given by most hospitality chains, the Food Guide Pyramid, or movie reviews without thinking of some of his jokes. The best part was how clean it was – while I am rarely offended by bad language, I think it shows true creativity to avoid shock humor. This guy was fantastic in every aspect of comedy.
Saturday was a friend’s book signing, and the concert in the park. Tonight, I am headed to a dinner party. Next weekend? A John Williams concert, Roomie and I host a party, and Disneyland on Labor Day.
Thank heavens I finished unpacking. Next time, I’m placing the social life in a more appropriate box. Maybe one labeled ‘Essentials’. Wait, no. Now that makes me thinks of overpacking…perhaps ‘Life Saving Devices’? Yeah, that’s more appropriate.
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I was all ready to comment on you and your roommate making out in line, but now I can't remember most of it after reading about the atlanta ebony escorts on anonymous' site/blog.
Anyway, glad you found the social life. And thanks for the tidbit about Mormons and hormones, I didn't know that. In fact, those words are eerily similar. hormones. mormones. mormons. eh?
I'm going to sleep now.
i need to unpack my social life still. hmmmmmmmm.
a social life....hmmm, a social life? Is it one of those doohickeys with a handle? cause I never got one of those, I tend not to follow the crowd. *looks smug and buffs nails on t-hirt*
anyway, sounds like great plans. DISNEYLAND!! I miss it. people get weirded out when me and Nadia talk about doing not-very-appropriate things to people of the opposite sex. or marvel at the beauty of some members of our own sex. like, can we help it if we're muslims who think jessica alba and scarlett johansson are totally smokin'?
....can't comment....off to check out the Atlanta ebony escorts....who knew I was into that?! Anonymous. That's who.
Disneyland??? BUMMER! -I was looking forward to National Evil Day!! *sigh* And I'd been saving up my rottenness, too! Well then, if National Evil Day is off there's no use saving up anymore. -I'm off to set fire to something. Toodles!
Yeah, the atlanta escorts threw my off too. Good thing anoymous wants to help you liven up your social life just as you are unpacking the goods to make it happen. Lol.
People! People! Have you never *been* to Disneyland? It's as evil as Camelot is silly. A place designed to make good children into monsters, destroy all love between parent and child, and really destroy your manicure....there is no place more appropriate to spend Evil Day than Disneyland, I assure you.
And to prove it, Mrs. Charlie and I will send each of you one left shoe as an Evil Day present.
As for my social life, it has plenty of room for hanging out, eating ice cream, and even the occasional shoe theft spree. But thanks to the Atlanta Ebony escorts, such entertainment can come with skimpy outfits and inappropriate commentary! Long live Spam and all its joy!
Well, whoever gave Brian Regan recommendation must be some sort of super savvy comedian connoisseur…
As to the evils of Disneyland, I dare anyone to ride Small World more than 10 times in a row and not go out and immediately murder someone. Can’t be done.
Connoisseur? That's a pretty big statement...but I'll give them superior comic taste. ;) to the reader who made that rec....
Small World happened to you, too? I heard once that the ride stopped and this riot broke out. People were literally strangling each other with marionette cords. Disgusting. Eeee-villlll.
Y'know until recently, equating Disneyland with evil was a mantra of the Southern Baptist Committee. I think the AFA might still be riding that particular horse.
Which is of course NOT what you're talking about, right? I mean there's Evil According To The SBC, and then there's ... never mind. I'm doomed to lose my way on this one.
Disclaimer: I mean no disrespect to Southern Baptists and/or AFA supporters, their causes, campaigns, beliefs and/or hobby horses.
And Glo - if you spot any left-foot Converse Hi-Tops, "Think Of Me."
I had completely forgotten about their hatred of Disneyland! No, this isn't silly evil, but real, honest-to-goodness happy-land makes you a little sick....evil.
And I will definitely nab you some Converse, Jam.
Quite the social girl. One day after you wrote this blog and already sooo many comments.
Hi there, Asia! Welcome!
Yes, my popularity is renowned. I can barely go outside without a baseball cap and sunglasses these days. ;)
Good to hear you found yr social life. Mine tracked me down again after going AWOL for about 10+ years. It has a beautiful tan and a full passport. Of course it had me out at nervous breeakdown central packing and moving my friend away from her cheating ex. Hopefully my social life will regain it's sense of purpose and take me somewhere fun :)
Disneyland? Does that also mean that Disneyworld is evil?
Yes, G.Lo has mastered the art of getting lots of comments quickly. I don't think the frequent flyer rewards have anything to do with it whatsoever. ;)
I love on Glo's blog I can start off with a comment all ready in my head...until I read all of your comments and *poof* it's gone and all I'm left with is laughter.
Not a bad thing, eh?
Glo, I'm gonna have to sit out Evil Day. With karma as out of whack as mine is at the moment, I'm already doomed...musn't add to the flames =) So spread some evil for me, k?
I'm glad you found your essentials...reminds of that movie about "Stella getting her groove back"...hee. Have a rockin good time!
Enjoy your Labor Day at Disneyland. I'll be working. Laboring on Labor Day. While you're at one of the happiest places on earth.
Sam I know exactly how you feel. There are a lot of comments here. Being back in Idaho has made me dummer. What was the question?
You better be careful, sure it's fun to find your social life again, but before you know it, it'll run off with your money, and your boyfriend...
I frequently forget what I posted about as I read the comments....but in that vein is the importance of the FFR program. Please note the updates...and, as always, thanks for stopping by.
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