Random Girl Strikes Again

All things wise and wonderful... and some really dumb... and mostly random

Thursday, July 21, 2005


Monday, July 11, 2005

Happy Ass

So the other night I get home from my mom's house and collapse on the couch after another long hard day of watching kids. 7 had been gone all day filming shorts for the new Rat Theater website. He never tells me what they are going to be doing specifically because he thinks it's funnier to leave me in the dark. Anyways, he was home when I got there and came over to hug me. When he got up he turned around and dropped his pants. Not completely unusual, considering we tend to moon each other a lot anyways. What was unusual though was the big blue happy face drawn on his ass. I laughed, then noticed that it wasn't drawn in 7's signature style. So then I began to wonder, who the hell was writing all over my husband's ass and for what purpose. I also began to wonder how the person got away without bodily injury since I am subjected to the wrath of 7 if I get to near his crack even by accident.

Turns out, the artist was our friend Gabe. He didn't get pounded to a pulp because 7 filled in the very middle of the face. They were using it for part of the film going on the website., Oh joy of joys, another public place where you can see my husband's ass. The best part of all this (severe sarcasm here) was that I got to spray hairspray all over his rear end and scrub the ink off so it didn't stain our sheets like it did the toilet seat. Fun fun, eh?
Awesome Band

We went down to The University of La Verne for my sister Callie's Senoir Project presentation in May. While we were there we saw a film done by another student about this awesome band called Building A Better Spaceship. The film was really neat and, on top of that, they had arranged for the band to come and play for everyone. We really had a great time since they rocked and had a ton of energy. Afterwards we found out that most of the band was from a little town in Texas that 7 knew. They even knew some of the same people. Go figure. Anyways, they have a site over at myspace you should check out. Great band.
My Daughter The Stripper

So my 2 year old is going to be a stripper when she grows up. I just know it. She does things like strip her clothes off while walking down the sidewalk in front of her grandma's house like it's no big deal. She pole dances on the verticle railing for our stairs. Everytime she is naked, she runs over to us and does a little twisting jump so she lands wiht her butt facing us and yells "BUTT!!". She thinks the perfect outfit for going out is a pair of platform sandals and a purse. Nothing else... butt naked with shoes and a purse! Sometimes she adds a babydoll to the mix. You know, she has to dance to take care of her kid. So I fully expect there to be a beautiful, leggy, blonde dancer over at the Deja Vu in about 16 years named Charlie. Watch for her and remember, her dad is a really big guy who can kick yer ass if you so much as look at her funny.
Long time, no blog....

Sorry for seeming like I don't love ya no more. I do, just our computer has been broken for a long time this time. With the darling hubby still looking for work, we don't have an extra $400 to slap down for a replacement motherboard and power port. Be patient. I have been storing up things to write about when I get a chance to really sit down and blog.