My life is as good as Dancing Queen

I just returned from a tiring foray at Toys R Us, emerging with only half of the kids on my list finished. This is honestly the earliest I have shopped. Amazing. I was further amazed that someone I know actually has all her xmas stuff up, presents wrapped and cards sent. I think this means she should free up time and take my list and money and hit the stores. I am having trouble for some reason FOCUSING on gifts for some of the kids - and they are typically the easiest for me to finish. Honestly, I am a big kid! A Kid! If I could afford it of course I would spring for Wiis or PS3's for everyone. This is why I have no money, because i would just spend and spend to make everyone around me, of course make myself, happy as can be. And then, my life would be as good, if not better than Dancing Queen.

Can anyone tell me where that quote (although not verbatim) comes from?

Its Monday night and La Favre (say this like Lucy said La Tabla in that episode of Lucy when she and ethel tried to learn french from the waiter) is throwing in the snow - I love foorball season, if only it happened in the summer.

Nitey nite.

Grey's Anatomy vs. Brothers & Sisters

Well my new favorite TV family makes me cry every week but I am feeling as though they, like every TV family before them are coming precariously close to jumping the shark. The shark is in the water circling - why? Well, there is a little too much love in this family. Do real people really risk their jobs, partners, and kids simply because of their brothers and sisters. Do you know of anyone who would do that for siblings? Well I would do it for friends, so I suppose I get it. BUt it does feel like the younger brother, or Chad Lowe who just joined the character, will be sacraficed not only to the war but as human chum for the great white circling the mansion in California.

Grey's Anatomy - I love this show. I adore every character, and it is suprisingly enough another show that makes me cry each week. George is my favorite character - and not only because he is gay in real life but because he is so sympathetic and real and human. I adore him - plus I have the hots for Torres or whatever her name is.

And now with Christmas looming, all these friggin romantic past present and future ads are on tv. On the one hand making me ill and the other saying - HELLO! Where is my past present and future ring?! Can anyone hook me up?

Totally 80s

We need this Trivial Pursuit. I can so beat your asses in the pop culture. hehehehehehe but not politics or geography or science or math or whatever else they test but I'll take pink any day.

Have you seen the commercials? Well, check them out - all kinds of 80s has beens and the commercial was directed by the big She Boop herself Cyndi Lauper. How much do I love her? I would have chosen not to end the ad with a big close up of Mrs. Garrett's missing tooth but hey, I'm not in direction or production so what do I know.

Check out the site: http://www.hasbro.com/trivialpursuit80s/ and test your mad 80s skills.

Later,
Dean KLo (new name from some students - dont think it'll stick but trying it out)

Moon over Atlanta

You all know I am preoccupied with many things so my brain is not really functioning. Plus, I have not been sleeping well. In anycase I am in Atlanta. HOTLANTA! One of my favorite cities - for the food and diversity of course. Well, I am working in my room - reading emails, touching base with the rest of Pleck's Posse, and otherwise being productive. Iopened the curtains to get some good sunlight in and check out the view - apartments, offices, hotels mostly.

I needed a nosh (those krispe kremes were clearly not enough) so I put the bra and jeans back on and headed out. I purchased a belt - didn't want to deal with a belt in the airport but my pants kept falling down, so I couldn't pass up the $8.00 deal. I get a bagel and well some Cheetos and a Dr. Pepper (yes, I am still off diet coke) and headed back to the room. I decided to take a look at my belt and how it looked on. I was facing the bed and dropped my jeans to put on my shorts. I go to the bathroom and come back realizing that I just mooned the office building across the way. The people pointing, staring, and walking into walls from being blinded by my ass were a dead give away that I did not go undetected.

Alas, so begins my 2006 Atlanta adventure.