damn the gas

I am at work…in the meditation station and there is a lady in the “sink” section of the bathroom which is a different room then the one with the stalls where I am, I hear someone come in and start talking to the lady so that is great. I can make as much noise as I need to since I was rather gassy, well once I’m done my friend Amanda walks in (she was the person talking to lady A in the sink section) and says

Amanda: ok Kara you can stop your orchestra now I’m in here.

Stupid paper thin walls….stupid loud gas

Song of the Week 2

I don't care how many times I hear this song or where I am I always stop and do a shimmy dance to this song --- it rocks!

this week's song is Tik Tok by KeSha

San Antonio Summer 2007 Part III

Sunday:
The picture should say enough.... we drove home and I tended to my wounds!!!
lesson learned NO MATTER WHAT ALWAYS PACK SUN BLOCK


The end

San Antonio Summer 2007 Part II

Saturday:

when we woke up Saturday we all had small hangovers from the night of partying on the river walk, so we all decide to go eat breakfast at Denny's ...that is where Forrest wondered off to at 1:30 in the morning and he told us it was right up the block. We all get ready and head up the street to the Denny's that is right on the corner! Yeah about 20 minutes later we finally see the Denny's that was located about 10 blocks up and 6 blocks left from the hotel, we get there/get a seat and eat...as we are leaving Forrest disappears AGAIN we need to get this fool a leash, so we take off and leave him and walk ALL the way back to the hotel. At the hotel Forrest finally comes in saying sorry guys I had to take a shit! REALLY in and out right there at the Denny's ...couldn't even wait to take the walk back to the hotel ....what a colon, anyway we get ready and call for the car, this is where I remember I didn't pack any sun block, so Ted tells me we will find a Wal-greens or a Wal-mart and pick some up on the way to the venue where the concert would be (which was about 30 minutes away from San Antonio)
We find the venue and turnaround in order to find us all some sun block, like I said before it was a HOT one.... We drove everywhere and the only store we saw that might carry sun block was a convenient store that wasn't very convenient.... it was like a ghetto want to be Buccee's without the jerky...they had a lot, but no sun block! We decided after wasting an hour or so on the great search for sun block that we would go to the concert and see if they had it there (I have been to festival-type concerts that had booths with that kind of stuff at it) once we arrive and park we see and ungodly line of people about 3 miles long...since it was Oz Fest everyone was wearing black so I was sure not jealous of them. I on the other hand wasn't wearing a stitch of black hell I could have been going to the mall or an NSYNC concert for all these people knew. About 30 minutes later we end up at the front and get inside we head to the first stage to see some band and I start to realize I'm getting sun burnt. there is no stopping it the sun is horrendous and showing no mercy at all. After that band stops we head to the souvenirs section to look for sun block ---none, so I buy a big Japanese umbrella and use it to block the sun (the guys picked on me for buying it, but when we all sat down to rest the guys were all sitting in front of me so the sun would be blocked by my umbrella--- douches
it was almost time for Lamb of God and Ozzy to come on so we headed to our seats, Jason and I ended up getting a sweet upgraded seat closer to the stage and Ted and Forrest got pit upgraded seats. Jason and I's seats were awesome no one was around us we could spread out and rest while we watched the bands. Let me back up a bit, we all know my fascination with the bowel movement, well after eating the Denny's in the morning and then for lunch the festival had a Hooter's van out there serving up wings and stuff, I started to feel the poops coming on, so right as Static X (yummy Wayne Static) started to play I high-tail it to the bathroom to drop the deuce! It was the most awful thing I could ever produce...I know I've said I can't do this in public, but when the intensity is at death-con 5 you gotta go ...you gotta go, so after I'm done I head back to watch the rest of the show and I feel like a million bucks.... after Lamb of God we were all getting hungry so we decided to skip Ozzy and head back to the hotel it was damn near 10:00pm already and we had been out at the venue since 10:00 that morning.
We get back to the hotel get showers and we all start to see how red we all got, everyone is rocking a nice farmers tan for sure. We all are beat from the intense day of metal music and hot sun pounding on us that we go to the first Mexican restaurant that is open we grub and go straight back to the room...there is no way with the way that we felt at that precise moment we would be doing any partying on this night especially with the long drive home tomorrow so we go back to the room and crash....

PS the picture above is the guys with my umbrella, "the sun never sets on the cool"


to be concluded....

San Antonio Summer 2007

The summer of 2007 was a hot one, but Jason, our friend Ted, and I decided to buy tickets to Oz Fest in San Antonio, TX. We decided to head up Friday morning and come back Sunday afternoon, the concert was on Saturday and it was an all day event.

Friday:

Ted comes to pick us up and we hit the road, San Antonio is about 300 miles away so we had a ways to go. Our Hotel was directly across the street from the Alamo and walking distance from the River walk, so we were stoked, not to mention it was allegedly haunted! We get to the hotel about noon-ish (which is too early to check in) so we decide to valet the car get a beer and go to the river walk and have a look around. Before coming up here I did my research which is how we knew about the haunted hotel, I also found a really cool night club from a website that was on the river walk named Poly Ester’s it was a three story club the 1^st floor is the hits of today 2^nd story is 90’s music, 3^rd story is 80’s, so I was positive we would go there this night. We get to the river walk and grab a bite to eat at Dick’s ---- this is a restaurant that strives on the waiters being dicks--- they are supposed to be rude to you forget stuff and yada yada, well unfortunately the service we had at Dick’s was probably the best service I’d have in a restaurant in years, they should consider changing the name to Not-a-Dick’s, the silliest thing that happened was a waiter rolling silverware was singing obnoxiously to a Pearl Jam song and another guy was throwing spit balls at people, but definitely not dick-like behavior at all. After lunch we walked and shopped a bit and decided we would go back and check in to the hotel. Once we took a small break and get settled we walked back to the river walk, there were happy hour specials EVERYWHERE … one place had buy one appetizer get 2 margaritas or beer of your choice free, yes we had already eaten, but we didn’t care ----BRING ON THE BOOZE! We also made a silent pact that we would go to each different “themed” bar for instance there was a British Pub that we found to be enjoyable, there was also an Irish pub that had a sing-a-long, and we hit up the sports bar too. By this time our friend Forrest had made it into town, he was also coming with us to Oz fest and since he was coming in from Louisiana we chose not to wait for him, but we had to let him in the room, so we take another little break and wash up get dressed so we can head out clubbing…. Jason and Ted decide they are going to wear their sunglasses all night “the sun never sets on the cool” is what they kept saying the entire time. Forrest called up a buddy who lives in SA so we were to meet him in the hotel bar, there was a bartender that told us about all the ghost sightings in the hotel and totally freaked us out, so after one drink there we hauled ass back to the British bar (it was too early to head to the club, but not early enough for some bar time. About 9 or so we head over to Poly Ester’s Forrest, his friend, Jason and Ted (in their sunglasses) and Me. We get there and have a BLAST the 1^st floor was like a regular club cool lights and playing hip top 40 songs of 2007, 2^nd floor was all 90’s played Unbelievable, Madonna, Mili Vanili, and tons of other great 90’s music one main thing I saw was this white Bronco in the middle of the floor near the bar, and on the tv screens they kept showing footage of the OJ Simpson run-down it was amazing, 3^rd floor was my ABSOLUTE favorite though, they were playing all sorts of 80’s music and it looked like the 80’s vomited in this club, they had Culture club pictures, Michael Jackson memorabilia the list absolutely goes on and on…we would dance in once section until there was a song we didn’t like or couldn’t dance to then hit the next floor we were up and down all night. Finally Jason hollers at us “come on its last call!” so Me, him and Ted head back to the hotel. We walk toward the hotel and Jason says “I gotta pee, let’s walk to the Alamo and I’ll pee on it”

Me: ABSOLUTELY NOT!!! You can pee on me before you pee on the Alamo…

As I say this in my drunken, worn out stupor Ted trips and nearly bust his ass from laughing so hard at what I said….”Dude, she said you could pee on her!”

Me: “no no I mean DO NOT pee on the Alamo” *note to self* think before speaking even when drunk.

So we head to the room Ted hops in the shower and Jason decides he wants to go ghost hunting,

OH OH I almost forgot, this was the moment I realized by looking at the clock near the table that

Jason can’t tell time it wasn't 2:00 it was only 1:00 …yeah we could

Have still been out at the club!

so me and him head down the long quiet hallway that lead to nowhere… this hotel was weird the hallways were long and creaky and had random little side hallways that lead to exit doors, but I wasn’t quite sure where the exit doors lead to, it was creepy to say the least. Right there in the middle of the hallway was a small table with a book on it Jason decided he would turn to one page and come check the book later to see if anyone or thing had tampered with it.

Jason “remember Chesapeake 121”

Me “what is that?”

Jason “the section the book is on, I will come check it later.

So we walk a while and I get scare…I mean bored and we head back to the room…we get there and Ted is passed out, so I hop in the shower, Jason decides he is going to go and check the book. Before I know it the door to the bathroom swings open and Jason is in the bathroom with me…

Jason” THE BOOK CHANGED…IT WASN’T ON CHESAPEAKE 121 ANYMORE…AND THERE WAS LIKE NO ONE ANYWHERE”

Me “what…. Calm down maybe someone walked by and we didn’t see them.

Jason “no there was no one, I’m gonna dead bolt the door”

So after calming him down and finishing our showers we hop in bed it is about 2:30 or so, all of a sudden someone opens the door but is stopped by the fact that the dead bolt is on, so all we hear is a BOOM

Jason “it’s the ghost!!!!”

Me “Calm down Shaggy don’t go get the mystery machine just yet …it is only Forrest, you locked him out!”

So Jason lets Forrest in and we head get to sleep……

To be continued….

Song of the Week ....

So I'm gonna do a song of the week...
My friend Amanda has a 2010 mixed CD that I've confiscated from her about a week or two ago and it had all kinds of songs on there... it had a bit more Country then I like, but in the end I started listening to them more then the regular Pop songs... so my winner for song of the week this week is

Must be Doing something Right by Billy Currington

Childhood Stories .....

As I’ve said before in other stories I was “like” an only child, due to the fact that my sister and brother were so much older then me 17 years to be exact, so my childhood involved me and my imagination here are a couple of little stories about me as a kid that would probably make your parent send you to a psychiatrist:

1. Valley Girl Days:

When I was about 7 or so one of my favorite movies was Valley Girl staring Nicolas Cage: this was like a rated R movie, but my mom didn’t think anything about me watching these movies as long as I didn’t hurt myself and stayed out of trouble I was ok. One of the characters in the movie was Tommy the ex boyfriend, well according to my sister I had a tennis racket that I would call Tommy and he was my boyfriend.

2. Speaking of Tennis Rackets:

Me and Ashley (my Barbie buddy) would act like we were the Judds and I would use a tennis racket as my guitar.

3. Adventures in Babysitting:

One of my other all time favorite movies was Adventures in Babysitting I would pretend that I was Sarah from the show (the little girl that believes in Thor) and the cushions from out couch would be all the other characters.

4. Acting Out

There was a group of neighborhood kids that would get together and “act” we couldn’t “pretend” or “play” because my friend Christina who was a year older then everyone was too old to “play” or “pretend” we always had to “act” well we would either play in my backyard or in the driveway of an old couple from down the street, we would “act” one of the following Dark wing Duck which was us being the characters of the cartoon, Power Rangers again us being characters from the TV show, Restaurant, Singled Out (based on the game show on MTV, or house.

5. A little TLC

Me, Ashley and Christina used to pretend we were TLC and sing their songs in my living room.

6. Magnets

Before I was going to big school like pre-kindergarten my mom would watch soap operas in the living room and I would sit in the kitchen watching Today’s Special and Muppet Babies on the small 2 inch black and white tv we had in there, I would go to the fridge and play school or house with the magnets. My mom had tons so I would use then like people and make them talk to each other and play and such.

These are just a few of the things I did to past time as a child, I had friends but sometimes you just want to do some solo activities. If you are a parent and your kid experiences any of these activities … don’t fret… they just might turn out like me… you just have to decide if that is a good thing or a bad thing

Seriously does she have nothing better to do?

Lindsay Lohan Suing E-Trade for Milkaholic "Parody"

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Lindsay Lohan is no milkaholic.

And that's likely why the 23-year-old star is suing financial company E-Trade for $100 million for using her name in its latest commercial about a boyfriend-stealing "milkaholic" baby.

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In the ad, which debuted during this year's Super Bowl in February, a baby boy apologizes to his girlfriend for not calling her the night before.

"And that milkaholic Lindsay wasn't over?" the baby girl asks before another baby girl pops into the screen saying, "Milk-a-whaaat?" (Watch the video here.)

See how Lindsay's face has changed since she was a kid

Lohan filed the lawsuit Monday, which claims the ad violated the star's rights under New York state civil-rights law.

"Many celebrities are known by one name only, and E-Trade is using that knowledge to profit," Lohan's lawyer, Stephanie Ovadia, said in a statement to the New York Post. "They're using her name as a parody of her life. Why didn't they use the name Susan? This is a subliminal message. Everybody's talking about it and saying it's Lindsay Lohan."

See more photos of stars in court

The spokesperson for Grey Group, which produced the "milkaholic" commercial, said that they "just used a popular baby name that happened to be the name of someone on the account team."

In the lawsuit, Lohan is seeking an injunction to force the spot off the air.

The Principal

Where I work there is one guy that is a department head, he is sweet as pie, but before I really knew him I would always find myself in akward situations around him, so me and a co-worker started to call him Principal. You know how when you were in school and you would always do good, but the minute you said a curse word or ran down the hall there was the Principal ---- that was this guy, we could be chatting about work, or what we did on the weekend and he would be no where to be found, but anytime someone said anything about anal leakage, taking a big poop, or prison rape there he was lurking around the corners. He still has the nickname, but not so much of the traits anymore; we are in a building with cubes now so we can see him coming.

Drive By Egging

Back in high school there were certain clicks that hang, this girl hated this one and all that crazy shit. Well me and my friends Ashley and Laura were hanging out one day and decided to go “egging” well Ashley hated this girl named Miranda that worked at the local sandwich shop (Me and Laura had no issues with this girl, but if it means us going to participate in a good old fashion egging we were there) so we go to Wal-mart, buy some eggs and take off in Ashley’s grandmother’s blue ford “Maw” car--- lets just say I’ve seen boats smaller then this car.

We start by taking a dry run hitting it from the street ---no such luck we end up missing the car completely (picture a girl hanging her entire torso out of this blue boat going down one of the busiest streets in town while trying to aim a small object at a car) so we go around the other way through the parking lot and smash we get it our only down falls were:

1. There was a speed bump in front of the sandwich shop that made us slow down the car

2. The entire sandwich shop was made of glass

3. Miranda was at the front of the shop so she saw the whole thing

4. Ashley drove this car to school on a daily basis so it isn’t like we were in cognito

I mean it was a totally fun night, unfortunately a few nights later Ashley’s house got egged (assumingly from Miranda and her rag tag gang of misfits) but I mean we had a good laugh and it was all in the name of High School!