Opening Song: "La Tortura (Shaketon Remix)" - Shakira featuring Alejandro Sanz
I've been in a very heroic mood after seeing the Fantastic Four movie last Saturday. Yes, it's true, in fact, I actually saved a baby at work. I was outside in the parking lot putting away his father's groceries; he was standing in the shopping cart when all of a sudden, it started rolling backwards downhill.
Luckily, I saw him out of the corner of my eye, leapt into the street and snatched the cart before anything bad happened. His father was verry grateful, but I played it cool. It's all in a day's work when you're me--I mean, you can't just let a baby roll like dat. Well, technically, you could BUT that would mean you're as cold as ice. Brrrr.
Anywho, I invited Mama to the theater (which I should cut down on before people get the wrong idea) since we both wanted to see that Fantastic Four movie. The story revealed the origin of the Fantastic Four: how a powerful storm turned them all into The Invisible Girl (Jessica Alba), The Thing, The Human Torch, and Mr. Fantastic, my personal favorite. For me, one of the funniest parts was the storm/explosion sequence. A wall of flames is coming toward Jessica Alba and of course, she strikes her supermodel pose for the camera... it was pure cheese. But I was lovin' it.
Although Mr. Fantastic is my favorite character, Julian McMahon perfectly portrayed Dr. Von Doom. However, I am afraid that he's gonna be typecast for the rest of his career; it seems like every character he plays is vain and vindictive--y'know, first as "Cole" on Charmed and then as "Christian" on Nip/Tuck.
The only complaint I had was that there wasn't a lot of crimefighting in the movie, but that's mainly because it centers around The Thing's refusal to accept his superhuman powers. So overall, I give 5 out of 5 stars. Good stuff.
I visited my doctor (Dr. Ish) the other day and he sat me down and told that there was something he had to tell me about my blood. "Well, we found a high level of..." "Yes?" (long dramatic pause) "Calcium in your blood." Pfft! I knew I shouldn't have drunk that BOOST (my favorite vitamin drink) right before my appointment.
He retested me, a gentlenurse drew 2 tubes of blood from me (perfectly healthy) and that same nurse gave me some shots... y'know, all the good ones like Tetanus, Hepatitis-B, Meningitis and Polio. Woo! Tetanus. *massages right arm* It really amused me how the nurse had such a hard time giving me a shot: she couldn't find any fat on my arm (all muscle, baby!), so she had to pinch my shoulder in a desperate attempt to find some flab.
I've felt so old over the past couple of days. It's so pathetic when you recognize every cover song on the radio. I remember being nekked in my bedroom when a bubblegum version of "Melt With You" came on and my body just went nuts--I started doing the Carlton Banks/Molly Ringwald dance (so deliciously 80s). I pray that none of you ever have to see a repeat performance. *cringe*
A couple of days ago I walked up to school for the 3rd time, this time to get my vaccination records. I made a small pit stop at Lexi's house, where I asked her for a copy of one of her old stories. You see, back in middle school, Lexi, Brittany aka Pink Hair, and I used to email stories to each other. They were all horror stories in which all of our friends appeared and more often than not, everybody died.
From the get-go, the three of us bonded over our love of that Halloween episode of Boy Meets World, in which Cory and the gang are stuck in detention with a killer on the loose. As I recall, in my story, Electric Moon, I was slowly tortured in an abandoned warehouse, bound and gagged, both legs broken, until the killer finally killed me with a power drill to the back of the head. *happy sigh* I love writing.
Courtesy of Alexis West, here's a little taste of better days in an excerpt from the 2001 hit, The Curse of Joe (a.k.a The Mullet King):
INT. GFMS 8th Grade Hallway
The dusty, drafty hallway is pitch black. James has a flashlight.
Tommy: Where did you find a flashlight?
James: *shrugs* Beats me. It's not my story.
KT: So you just magically appear with a flashlight? What if I want a flashlight?
Randi: (to KT) Well, you can't have it!
KT: Why are you defending him? Don't YOU want a flashlight?
Jeff: If I had my way, there wouldn't be a flashlight!
The flashlight vanishes.
James: Great.
Tommy: How come Jeff gets his way?
Randi: Well, it's OBVIOUS! Isn't it, KT?
KT: (sarcastically) NO...
Randi: Nevermind!
The muffled screams of Autumn and Alexis travel down the vents and into the hallway.
James: Somebody's in trouble!
Jeff: How do you know?
James: (snaps) Because I hear them screaming!
Randi: Who could it be?
KT: I don't know and I don't CARE, but I'm getting a little scared...
Eighth grade year was so interesting, so much drama within the clique: The Randi-Jeff-KT love triangle, Autumn, Jamie and I making sweet music, Alexis having a torrid affair with Dr. Pepper, Janelle killing everybody. Those were the days.
"Bull jacker offer?" Wow, Janelle really got the short end of the stick there. *teehee* Well, I guess somebody has to do that. Other than her, most of those answers seem pretty realistic to me. Freaky. Anyway, back to me. I marry the President? Does that make me First Man? Things that make ya go "Hmmmmmm..."
And right now I'm listening to the Shaketon Remix of Shakira's "La Tortura with Alejandro Sanz" (very sexy video) and although I do speak Spanish, I still can't understand that senorita! Really. Her Colombian accent is so thick that I can barely distinguish any of her words... E-nun-ci-ate, Shakira! Help me out, girl. Actually, I love her voice, her purr, and the beat so I don't really care... as long as I can dance to it.
As my friends know, I make mix CDs specifically for my parties all the time (which my guests probably don't like--I have unique taste) but this time, I'm making both a CD and a DVD. Hopefully it will work out.
Alright, that's enough for tonight. As usual, I leave you with a couple of surveys. On behalf of JiMBO Esquire and His Traveling Show, I wish you all a good today and an even better tomorrow!
1. YOUR STAR NAME
(name of first pet street you live on):
Lil' Stumpy Duvall (Alexis gave me a pet XMAS tree)
2. YOUR MOVIE STAR NAME
(grandmother's/father's first name favorite snack):
John Zebra-Cake (Recently married to a cake? Pfft! well, maybe if I found one hot enough. Rrrr.)
3. YOUR FASHION DESIGNER NAME
(first word you see on your left + favorite restaurant):
Competitive I.H.O.P. (that sounds sophisticated)
4. YOUR SOCIALITE NAME
(silliest childhood nickname + first town where you partied):
E.T. Columbus (that's hot)
5. YOUR "FLY GIRL/GUY" NAME
(first initial + first three letters of your last name):
J. Bur (sounds like the name of my beer company)
6. YOUR DETECTIVE NAME
(favorite animal + name of high school):
PanDa Northeast
7. YOUR BARFLY NAME
(last snack food you ate + your favorite drink):
HoHo Cherry Cola
8. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME
(middle name + city where you were born):
Abrib Providence (I feel like I should be wielding a tennis racket with a sweater tied around my neck)
9. YOUR ROCK STAR NAME
(favorite candy + favorite musician's last name):
Sour Straw Spears (Sss...)
10. YOUR OPPOSITE SEX NAME
(name of [opposite sex] friend + cell phone company you use):
KT Verizon
11. YOUR STAR WARS NAME
(first 3 letters of your last name + last 3 letters of mother's maiden name / / first 3 letters of your pet's name first 3 letters of the town you live in)
Buroke Stupas (soon to be Stuget!)
12. I know this is a name test but, name three people you want to take this test.
Let's see... Mel, Milt, and you know who (*wink* *wink*).
You Are a Little Scary |
 You've got a nice edge to you. Use it. |
Apparently, I'm as scary as a kitty. hmmm... I don't know whether to be flattered or to just scratch your eyes out! O well, it's a cute picture.
Your Seduction Style: The Charmer |
 You're a master at intimate conversation and verbal enticement. You seduce with words, by getting people to open up to you. By establishing this deep connection quickly, people feel under your power. And then you've got them exactly where you want them! |
I think I've done this one before--and got the same results. So true.
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