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Oh hello, Blog

2011-01-30T00:08:00.002-05:00

Oh hey, remember me. I used to write on this blog from time to time but apparently forgot it existed. I have been living in CT & have not had much to write about because my life has been pretty boring lately. I don't really think this is the life for me, but don't tell my bosses this. I'm quite sure I have seasonal affective disorder because it's always around this time of year that I am discontent with the life I am living. I become uber depressed & don't want to participate in every day life. Last year at this time, I happened to get a call about a job offer in CT & was excited about a change of pace. Now that I have been living that life for close to a year, I am thinking it is not what I want. But then that kind of leaves open the question: what is it that I want? I don't know for sure, but this is what I've got & it's kind of conflicting...
- I want to be close to my family & friends
- I want to be in a bigger city
- I want to live in warm weather near a beach
- I do still want to work in sports but not in Bristol, CT
- I do not want to spend my Saturday nights watching Jersey Shore while drinking by myself.

I have enjoyed living by myself & I'm not sure I want a roommate but at the same time, I'd like to be more social. Looking at photos from college I was thinking about how much fun it was to live with all of those girls but I don't want to live with just anyone, I'd like to live with them once again. My work schedule doesn't exactly permit me to socialize with people during the week, only on weekends. I think it's starting to get to me that I am always by myself during the days without anything to do. I've tried working out & keeping myself busy but the only thing that seems to help is shopping & that's not a good habit because I don't have the money for such things. I wish I could get into going to the gym more because that is a very good habit but I just can't get motivated. I have yet to meet a man in Bristol worth my time & this is adding to my depression (especially since I "broke up with" my 1+ year long "relationship" to start the new year off fresh.) One thing is for sure, I am sick of all the snow & I want to be tan.

Always a Bridesmaid...

2010-07-23T13:36:00.002-04:00

So yesterday I was watching Sex & the City & it was that episode when Carrie & Aiden first start dating & she's not sure if she is just his friend or is his girlfriend. This kind of made me think about last week when I was at 519. Alyssa said how I am always our friends' boyfriends' favorite. So why then, if all of these guys love me have I not found a boyfriend? I am in no way saying that I wish I had my friends' boyfriends, that is certainly not it. What I am saying is that I am always the friend & never the girlfriend.

Am I not girlfriend material? Is it because I am too much like a boy in that I love sports & beer? Probably not because Sam is like that too & she always has a boyfriend. Is it because I am too picky & overlook the good ones? Perhaps. Watching Carrie trying to figure out if Aiden was her boyfriend also reminded me of a number of relationships that I have had. In one, we would get along like great friends & make out frequently but when it came to an actual relationship, it never really came about. Another had been my best friend but when it came to us being more then that, it never worked out no matter how many times we tried. I'm having a similar puzzle now. This guy used to be my best friend & then we lost touch & recently reconnected again. Now we talk everyday but it's hard to tell if it's more then just a friendship. Apparently it's a pattern that I have & it's a tough one to break, especially because I don't know how or what I'm doing wrong.

Ladies' Night Out!

2010-07-21T15:27:00.002-04:00

So it's been a while but I'm coming back with a bang! You know that “Make a Wish” foundation? Well I’m not dying (knock on wood) but I got my wish granted last night! I attended CC Sabathia’s 30th birthday party at the 40/40 club in NYC & partied with all the NY Yankees. Thanks to Sam Sank’s former company, I get invited to some pretty nice events but they generally fall on weekdays that I’m in CT so can’t go. I happened to be home this weekend & due to some bad luck which turned out to be great luck, I got to go to this exclusive event not opened to the public. Players did not want any photos so I got whatever I could.

I walked in to be greeted by a live crocodile in a tank & girls walking around like Britney when she performed “I’m a Slave for you” with the snakes & all. After getting some liquid courage I even put my life on the line so you could all see me holding a giant snake so watch the video! Some hottie socialite/pseudo-celeb dared me if he did it then I had to, so I being a sucker for good-looking guys agreed. My friend & I sat at the bar & it was like a show going on & every time a new Yankee walked in it was exciting! Most exciting were by far Alex Rodriguez & Reggie Jackson (for me anyway). Cameron Diaz was also in attendance so those rumors could be true but she & A-Rod were not socializing whatsoever. Apparently I also missed out on Beyonce & Jay-Z which I would’ve died to see!

So we go up to the upstairs bar & Marcus Thames & I made eye contact & he must’ve thought I was someone else at first because he pointed at me & smiled & then walked across the room to come over to me & give me a kiss & hug hello. I think he then realized his mistake but was very cool nonetheless & we were like old pals. Once he started talking to Joba Chamberlain we decided to take a shot with them (Red Headed Sluts are Joba’s go-to, we have this in common.) So shots with Joba, old friends with Marcus & the night was only beginning. Got sandwiched between Alex & Joba while walking. Shook the hand of Reggie Jackson. Danced with Curtis Granderson (who is an amazing dancer!) Re-introduced myself to some current Yankees who were once upon a time Staten Island Yankees that I had to drive to & from the stadium when I interned there & they were both super duper nice. Francisco Cervelli was the one I was hoping would remember me & he at least pretended to & then the rest of the night would give me a wink & a smile every time he saw me. I wished CC a Happy Birthday & he gave me a big papa bear hug & said “Thank you & thank you for coming.” Happy to be there, CC. Had a few convos with Phil Hughes. Shoved several girls out of the way to introduce myself to Robinson Cano & I got to see that big beautiful smile in person & it was aiming at me & then I got a kiss on the cheek & could’ve died a happy girl. David Robertson cleared the way to the bar so I could get there. Bumped into (literally) Brandon Jacobs of the NY Giants & feared for my life because he is so big. I also played craps for a while & I won somebody $21,000 which I still am not sure if I was playing with real money or not. It was all-in-all AMAZINGG & I am pretty much the coolest person alive.

3rd Dibs!

2010-05-15T20:17:00.004-04:00

So I've been living in Connecticut for about 2 months now & I can count the number of good-looking guys that I have seen (not met, just seen) on 1 hand. In a company that is more than half men, you would think there would be a few but there's really not. Aaron Boone is about the only one, except for this one guy. I see him all the time & we never spoke so I didn't even know his name. One night I noticed him talking to this kid I work with & also my other friend, Stephanie. She & I were not really that good of friends yet so I felt weird asking.
So last night, Erica & I went on our usual Friday night date & were at a bar trying to find at least 1 decent looking guy. In an entire bar, there was not one. Then we got to talking about how there aren't even that many good-looking guys at work & I mentioned this guy that I had noticed. She said she also only noticed 1 guy & she described him & said his name was Russ & my secret boyfriend certainly didn't look like a Russ to me, so I knew it couldn't be the same guy.
So later on, Steph texted me to see what we were up to & we decided we'd all meet up. After a few drinks I asked her who this guy was. I described him & she instantly knew who I was talking about & she had a crush on him too. What is his name? Russ. All 3 of us were talking about the same guy. He was even going to be meeting up with us later that night. We think, unfortunately though, that he has a girlfriend. And none of us were wrong in our assessment, he is a stud. Just goes to show, though that obviously I wasn't kidding about there being anybody that's good-looking if in a company of thousands of people we all liked the same one.

Texas Willie

2010-04-13T02:22:00.005-04:00

I have been told by a number of people that I should write a book. I have a few ideas & I am definitely going to get serious about it at some point, but I'm pretty sure this past weekend has stepped up my game a bit. I have 2 very separate ideas & one is a children's book. The title? "The Adventures of Texas Willie: Big Excitement Based on the True Stories of a Little Turtle". It's a working title, but you get the idea.

This past weekend, the turtle wrote his own story: "Texas Willie's Great Escape". On Saturday morning I woke up & my turtle was not in his tank. Since he had been living in this tank for quite some time, I thought it was physically impossible for him to get out. So I looked around the apartment & couldn't find him but I knew he had to be somewhere around so I didn't really worry too much. I put food around & figured he would be sitting by one of them when I woke up. He was not.

Day 2 was a bit of a different story. This is when I turned crazy. I came up with several theories about what happened to him. Since I hadn't found him after searching every crook & crevice of my apartment, my theories made more & more sense to me. My main theory was this: I lock my door out of habit when I come home. Friday I was cooking & the smoke alarm went off so I shut it off. I got in the shower & after I got out, a little while later I noticed the door was unlocked. I didn't think much of it. That was until my turtle went missing for 2 days. The theory developed into somebody coming into my apartment while I was in the shower & stealing my turtle out of his tank. They took nothing else, only Texas Willie. I knew it sounded ridiculous at the time, but I rationalized it enough in my head that it was a credible idea to me. My mother was no better because she agreed with me that this could be true instead of telling me I was a reTard. I searched some more, flipped the couch a few times, flipped the chair, shook out every one of my shoes & then I did it all again. I went to bed crying & slightly overdramatic.

If you thought Day 2 sounded bad, you ain't seen nothing yet. I awoke Day 3 & before even brushing my teeth, I searched. Then I watched 90210 & called my landlord. I proceeded to tell her my theory that someone broke in & stole my turtle & she appeased my insanity by telling me she would have someone change my locks. I took out the paper to start making "Missing Turtle" posters but decided I would give 1 more good look around for the 10 zillionth time first. I flipped over my couch again & decided I should slice open the bottom to see if he was somehow inside the couch. As I was about to do this, I heard a bumping kind of noise. So I checked out the kitchen again but to no avail & figured it was something across the hall. As I was slicing & dicing open my couch, I heard it again. It sounded as if it was coming from inside my refrigerator so I opened it up & looked in the bottom drawer. It was at that point that I saw a space underneath the fridge that I hadn't noticed before. So I got out my flashlight & shined it underneath & TADA!!!! There was his little turtle shell lodged underneath the fridge all the way towards the back. How he got himself back there, I will never know. I didn't know if he would still be alive so I poked him with a curtain rod & I saw his leg move! I cried I was so happy. Then I had to introduce myself to my neighbor by asking him if he could help me, because my turtle was stuck under the refrigerator. So he & his wife came & helped pick up the fridge & we got him out. So Texas Willie is now back in his tank safe & sound & I have returned to being a sane human being (or as much as is possible for me.) I also have Chapter 4 of my children's book all ready to go.

R-E-S-P-E-C-T

2010-03-25T23:41:00.006-04:00

Here's what I love most about being an ESPN employee: I am finally taken seriously as a real sports fan. This may sound odd because anyone who knows me knows that's what I am all about. I'm a diehard but yet before, there were still those non-believers who were ALWAYS men.

Why is it that when a guy says he loves sports, other guys simply believe him? I have met plenty a man who just says that so he sounds like a man, but when you really get down to it he has no idea what's going on. When I would tell people that I am a huge sports fan, they would have to test me. In general, I'd pass their tests but they wouldn't pass mine. This boy I was recently with never said it, but I knew he didn't give my sports knowledge enough respect. That was until we were at a bar & the show on SNY "Beer Money" came on. For those out of the NY area, it's a NY sports trivia show & the only show I will watch on that Mets channel. Aside from the astoundingly annoying host, it's a great show. It was a Yankees trivia time when we were watching & it was the hardest question that you either get all the money or lose it & the contestant had not a clue what the answer was. I happened to know the answer & what did this boy say? "Did you see this episode already?" No jackass, I am just a Yankee fan. This coming from the same guy who wears an Eli Manning jersey to Giants games. We're not speaking anymore, btw.

There was also a time that I was with another gal friend of mine who is also a very big sports fan. There was a guy that actually said the phrase, "I love it when girls pretend like they know about sports". He was lucky we just got up & left, rather then throwing drinks in his face or much worse. Are people really that archaic? And is anyone watching this Xavier/K.State game right now?? Madness!

I'm not saying that every guy is like that. I have plenty of gentlemen friends who totally get how much I love sports & they absolutely respect it. Loving sports is part of who I am, which is why my new job is perfect. I'm no Buster Olney "Baseball Analyst" but just the title of working at ESPN has certainly brought me several levels up in the minds of those non-believers. Speaking of good old Buster, I was on the scene today watching them taping BBTN (& by them, I mean him, Aaron Boone & Nomar...or Nomahh depending upon where you're from.) So I'll say it again, I love my job. :)

Move Over Erin Andrews

2010-03-03T14:25:00.004-05:00

So you may recall this post from a couple months back, stating my New Year's Resolutions: 2010 Here I Am! Well, good new loyal followers! I have already accomplished 2 of my resolutions! I have found a job in my field & I will be moving out of my house in about 10 days! If you don't know me, I'll fill you in. I got my Master's in Broadcast Journalism & have been searching for a job ever since then. Not just any job, I want to work in sports.

So basically every week or two I would go along my list of websites to check to see what positions were available. Disney, Comcast, YES, Time Warner, NBC, CBS, FOX, MLBN, NFLN, etc. (you get the idea.) In total I have sent out well over 100 resumes & gotten a grand total of zero interviews. About 2 months ago, I came across a listing for ESPN International for a Production Assistant. Knowing I was more than qualified for this entry level position, I sent in my resume yet again to Walt Disney. Then something happened that had never happened on any previous resumes: I got a phone call back! An Australian man telephoned me & told me he wanted me to come in for an interview to Bristol, CT. Now I don't want to brag but I have never gone for an interview and not been offered the job (I'm pretty sure it's the dimples.)

The interviews were to be conducted the week that I was in Punta Cana so I would be the last to interview when I returned. After getting postponed several times because of a few minor sporting events, ie the Superbowl & the Olympics, I had a date to go in. The problem? There was a blizzard occurring that day. That didn't stop me from making the 2+ hour trip but it did almost stop my interviewer from making his 1/2 hour trip to come to work. Upon my snowy arrival, I was stopped at the gate because my name was not on the entry list. I waited for close to 45 minutes outside in my car before my interviewer even arrived. Points for that. The interview went really well & I stayed for the taping of the show. Two days later, I was offered the job!

So not only did I find a job at some company having something to do with sports, I found a job at the worldwide leader in sports! Keep focusing on your "Dancing With the Stars" gig, Erin, because this girl is moving in for the takeover.

Icy Hot

2010-02-22T16:54:00.002-05:00

I have been totally into the Olympics this year. Normally, I'm not such a Winter Olympics fan but for some reason, I'm totally digging it this time around. Yes there are still those wack games, like curling & biathlon but overall, I'm feeling it. USA hockey beating Canada last night was awesome & I'm feeling another "Miracle" movie, aren't you? Granted, I'm not interested in winning a trip to every Winter Olympics for the rest of my life like Visa is giving away, but I have been enjoying it.

I've always watched the figure skating & I feel the same way about that sport as I do about gymnastics. What boggles my mind is how they do all those jumps & when they throw the girl up & she spins & then lands on her feet. Maybe I'm a bit of a klutz but if anyone were to throw me up in the air (especially with ice skates on) I would not spin, I would not defy gravity, I would go straight down on my bum. I want to know if they can do moves like that while just on their feet or do they need the momentum from the ice skates? Either way, they get tons of credit from a person who cannot ice skate without the safety of the wall next to her. Same goes for the speed skaters.

I think I'd compare speed skating & downhill skiing to how I feel about swimming in the summer games. I was recently thinking about my last ski trip that I went on, in which I was tricked & sent down a Black Diamond. I too, raced down that hill just as Lindsey Vonn & Bode Miller have been doing but there was no gold medal in it for me. The difference between myself & the pros? I thought I was going to die & screamed the entire ride down with absolutely no control of my body, let alone my skis. My medal came in the form of Jagermeister in the lodge.

I also finally found a redhead that I can really grow to love. Shaun White. The kid boggled my mind. Since snowboarding is a relatively new sport, he is totally going to be the founding father of it & everyone will be compared to him for years to come. Shaun White, the Babe Ruth of snow.

One last mention that is an interesting tidbit here. I have insomnia & I have totally found a cure for it in these Olympics: cross-country skiing. It's a terrible sport.

Baby Love

2010-01-22T16:06:00.003-05:00

The long-awaited arrival of the newest Aubrey has finally come! Kayla Alexandra Aubrey entered the world on January 14 & she is the most beautiful baby ever seen by human eyes. I'm not even just saying that because she's my niece, I'm really serious. I am totally obsessed with her & also amazed. Whenever I see her, all I can do is just stare at her & watch her like a big old creep. All she does right now is basically sleep, poop & eat. Sounds kinda like what my life consists of. We babysat for her the other day & she slept the entire time. Most people would find this boring but I did not.

It is so interesting to watch her sleeping. She is obviously dreaming but I'm so curious to know what about. They say babies cant really see when they're first born & she obviously doesn't know how to speak so she can't have thoughts like we do. Yet without being able to see clearly or knowing anything about the world, she can have thoughts in these dreams. What could possibly make her smile or frown while dreaming? It must be just shapes & colors & what we would imagine to be a trippy kind of world.

This little girl will never know our country before we had a black president. She will never know a universe when Pluto was a planet. She will never know Beyonce as the leading lady of Destiny's Child, only as the successful solo artist that's married to Jay-Z. She will never have been alive when the Mets won a World Series (& probably never will be.) A world without reality television? Not in her lifetime. She will never have known her Auntie Amy as a teenager. The end of bananas might come in her lifetime (I'm not sure if that's just a rumor.) But the end of polar bears certainly might be true. It's just so interesting to think about this baby & what will come in her future. Oh you wanted to see a picture? Well okay! If you insist.

Step Off, Girl

2010-01-14T13:25:00.008-05:00

As I sit here, Kelly is in the hospital & we are awaiting the arrival of my new baby niece. I'm trying not to go crazy waiting, though so I figured I'd make a new post & vent a little. I've been seeing this guy for a bit now & we went out again last night. He came to Staten Island & we went out to this little restaurant/bar around me for a few drinks. We decided to just sit at the bar & the bartender came over to take our drink order & I noticed immediately that she was giving him "the eyes". I am aware he's a good looking guy so that's fine, I can deal with that. Then the real annoyances began.

So we are sitting there drinking & I had less left than he did but she acted as if I was invisible & got only him another drink. I had to wait around until she finally looked to his right & saw I was empty. Then she proceeds to interrupt our conversation & ask where we are from & I say "we" loosely because she obviously wasn't talking to me. She too hailed from the state of NJ so she continues talking for about a half hour & would not shut up despite his & my best efforts to ignore her. I finally had to pull a Brandy & Monica & just show this girl the boy was mine & resorted to a bit more PDA then I am generally comfortable with. After a few dirty looks thrown my way she eventually gave up. He, of course found this all hilarious but appreciated my taking control of the situation.

I get that a bartender has to be courteous to the patrons & I have no problem having full conversations while enjoying my beverage but we're on a date so get the hint & step off, ho. Obviously if a guy is out with a girl, he wants to be talking to her & not you. Find your own man, girl, this one is occupied. And are you really trying to hit on him while I'm right there? If you're going to try to be a date-stealing slut, at least wait until I go to the bathroom or something. In the words of Stephanie Tanner, "How rude!" The good news is, I must really like this boy if I'm willing to get the claws out. I'll let you know how it goes.

2010: HERE I AM!

2010-01-02T23:38:00.007-05:00

YAYYY! Ever since the clock struck midnight to become 2006, I have been waiting for 2010! If you haven't been a follower of "Completely Random" for long, you may not know about my OCD with numbers divisible by 5. Well I'm very excited about this year because not only does it end in a 10 but both 20 & 10 are divisible by 5. It sounds stupid but to each her own. If I think this is going to be a good year, then gosh darn it I'm going to make it a good year.

It's a little hard for it not to be a good year because there will be a brand new baby in my life within the next 10 days or so!! My sister-in-law is having a little girl who I am going to spoil until the cows come home! Therein is my first New Year's Resolution: to be the best aunt that ever walked the earth! I've never been an aunt before but I think I can live up to the task. I've never even been a babysitter before, so it may be a bit of a challenge. I'm pretty confident, though, especially after my cousin's little girl was recently over who doesn't really warm up to anybody. I stepped up to the plate & entertained her & by the end of the night, she was begging to sleep over because she liked me so much. Great confidence booster that was!

Second & Third New Year's Resolutions are physical things that I'd like to accomplish. First is moving out of my house. It's easy to stay comfy here with having dinner made for me every night & not buying groceries & not paying rent & all, but as a 24-year-old, dear old Mom & Dad are really cramping my style. The other is (as it has been since I left Miami) to find a job in my field. A real job, not just a freelancing gig somewhere that they're going to replace me with an intern. These 2 goals basically go hand-in-hand because when I find a job, I will (hopefully) be banking enough dough to be able to afford rent at a nice place. Right now, I can't afford a whole lot so I'm gonna need to work on that.

Whatever comes in 2010, I'm sure it will be more then I am bargaining for. There are always twists & turns along the way but it all works out in the end. There's no way to prepare for it all but here's to hoping for a good year! Here I am, 2010, are you ready for me?

Everytime a Bell Rings, an Angel Gets His Wings

2009-12-27T11:21:00.003-05:00

This being the holiday season & me loving "It's a Wonderful Life", I figured I would show what the literary world refers to as a paradox between my life & George Bailey's. I'm not really sure if paradox is, in fact the correct world but it makes me sound super intelligent so let's just go with it, shall we?

No, I didn't save anyone's life as a child, especially not my brothers' & they won't be war heroes anytime soon but other then that, we've got some similarities. Ever since George was a little boy, all he wanted to do was get out of Bedford Falls. I can relate. Yes, I got away when I went to college but I always had to return because of my very own Bailey Building & Loan (aka Holly Hill). I will probably end up working there forever, too. No, I don't have anyone lassoing the moon for me but maybe when we were getting married in 1st grade, Brendan Tracy leaned over & told me he'd love me til the day he dies (into my deaf ear, obviously).

This is certainly one of my favorite movies & it always puts me in the holiday spirit. Unlike George, I won't be contemplating killing myself anytime soon so I won't be needing Clarence to come & save me. It would be interesting to see how an individual can change people's lives, though. I don't think I've had all that much of an impact so I don't think the world would change too much, but you never know. Merry Christmas. Merry Christmas you wonderful old Building & Loan!

Shaolinn Forevah

2009-12-08T19:45:00.003-05:00

There has recently been some controversy surrounding the island upon which I live. To me, however, this is not controversy, this is my life. The island of which I speak is, of course Staten Island. Not only was there an SNL skit called Gossip Girl: Staten Island on last week but there was also a recent program on MTV called the "Jersey Shore", which featured your stereotypical Staten Islander. On today's front page of the Staten Island Advance, there was an article complaining about how this island is portrayed. Let me just say this, if you want to stop being portrayed in such ways, then stop living up to the stereotype!

Whenever I tell someone that I'm from Staten Island, their initial reaction is always, "Oh really, you don't sound/act like it." My response? "Thank you!! You don't know what a compliment that is." I do not want to be associated with this place. If it weren't for my family & friends that live here, I would've been gone long ago. I tried several times but just kept coming back after college & then grad school were finished. To quote the Advance, every portrayal makes "the uphill climb so much steeper for those who seek to defend and redefine the image of their home." No, not everyone is like this image that is portrayed but I would say we are in the minority for sure.

What makes all of these portrayals so much worse, is that there are still people who promote this image. If you wanna change it so much then why would you go on TV & proclaim to the world that you want to fist pump all day, every day? Stop calling yourself a guido/guidette. It's not a good look on anybody, except maybe your fellow goombas. If I lived in the time of Hitler, I would vote to eradicate every person who uses the word "yous". It is not a real word & I'm quite sure that a first-grader would tell you the same thing. You do it to yourself by openly proclaiming your lack of intelligence. What's even better is that they don't all realize how ridiculous they are. Charlie Balducci is quoted in the Advance as saying "It's just funny to me how terribly actors do when they're trying to re-create the authenticity of a guido or a guidette." This coming from the guy on "True Life: I'm Getting Married" who threatened to cut his limo driver's throat because he was 5 minutes late. Trust me, bud, they're not as far off as you think.

I just don't understand it. What is attractive about a roid-raging, orange-skinned, spiky-haired, gold chain wearing, cocky asshole? This island really is like another planet. Maybe that explains why I'm still single, because this human does not interact well with those aliens.

Loving & Losers

2009-12-03T17:47:00.002-05:00

Let's start off by saying, my name is Amy & I'm addicted to television. One show that I've been an avid viewer of for a few years now is The Biggest Loser. A show that I have just recently discovered & also fell in love with is Tough Love. Two shows seemingly unrelated but they share a very common thread: sadism.

Jillian Michaels on BL is probably the scariest human being that ever walked, but boy would I love it if she were my trainer! She whips those fatties right into shape & heaven forbid you try to talk back to her, that's when she really gives it to you. She really enjoys other people's pain & apparently so do I because I can't stop watching. I generally snack a lot while watching TV & this show fo sho makes me feel guilty about it & I always work out after. This year's show was such a match maker & there were 2 couples that came from it. The one girl who was my favorite is now such a babe & lost so much weight! I saw her on Leno & she obviously has no idea how amazing she looks now because the guy she is with was formerly this guy. HAHA Okay, maybe not but I totally thought it was when I first saw him on the show last season. Step up your game, girl.

Last year, I met the guy who hosts Tough Love & had no idea who he was & thought he was the biggest ass. Then I watched the show about a month ago & still think he's the biggest ass but I like this show. Sometimes women need brutal honesty because we just don't get it. I like watching him being completely rude to these women, because let's be honest with ourselves, anybody who goes on a Vh1 reality show is complete trash. At the event that I met the host at, he was auctioning off his match making services & if it wasn't so expensive, I was totally considering it. I wouldn't subject myself to being on Vh1 however, no thank you. I'll stick to watching people get humiliated on national television from my couch.

Dog Talk

2009-11-23T14:06:00.002-05:00

Isn't it funny how much everyone always talks about their dogs? I am certainly guilty as charged because I can talk about Maggie until the cows come home. What I find funny about this is that we all think that people really care about this or that thing that our dog did. But the truth is, does anyone really give a hoot, or in this case, a bark? (Ba dum bum)

Maggie had her very own adventure this week while my parents were away. First, she came with me to Hoboken & explored the glories of 519 with Jade & Alyssa. Then we went to a dog park where the other dog owners & myself talked about what else, our dogs. Mag wasn't having any of this, however & squeezed her little way through the gate to escape so that playtime was over. Then I brought her to Holly Hill & she also had an over night play date with her boyfriend, Charlie. I felt it was completely necessary to tell almost everyone I talked to about Maggie's week, because obviously they were dying to know all the things my dog did. I mean, let's face it, I'm even blogging about it right now.

I love dogs, though & it's often a good icebreaker when you have that in common with someone because you never run out of things to discuss. This was the case with this boy I was recently associating with. He had a golden retriever puppy that I was obsessed with. Looking back on it, I was always more excited to see the dog then I was the boy. We would always talk about our dogs & I even broke out the photos like the proud Mama I am. I can only imagine what I'm gonna be like as a mom, because if I talk about my dog this much, everyone is going to hate me when it comes to my child.

Turning Over a New Leaf

2009-11-16T15:18:00.005-05:00

I have recently seen the error of my ways & have decided it's time to turn over a new leaf. I have perfected the "fun/party girl"-look & I've got the "drunkest girl at the bar/party/enter name here"-look down to a science. The look I haven't tried on yet, or at least haven't come out of the dressing room to show anybody, is the "girlfriend"-look. As my 24th birthday rapidly approaches, however, I think it's about time to switch it up a bit.

The problem lies in this: I have no idea how to become a girlfriend. I've been so good at being "no-strings-attached girl" that I don't know how to tie them on me! How does a girl who is extremely uncomfortable discussing feelings & emotions try to bring that stuff up to a guy, who is equally uncomfortable with such things? And I don't want some wuss who all he does is discuss his feelings & follows me around like a lost puppy, I want a real man.

Problem number 2 lies in this. Real men are assholes, or at least the ones I'm attracted to/attract. I don't wanna have to settle for somebody either, especially since I've been looking for so long. I want a nice, funny, attractive guy over 5'9" who enjoys watching sports & calls before the hour of midnight, is that really too much to ask? I've got friends who are perpetual girlfriends that I seriously think I need some how-to lessons from. They all seem to have found pretty decent guys so the fact that I can't even find one really worries me. I think I'm quite a catch so I really just don't get it. I have been known to self-sabotage when I think somebody is getting too close, so I really need to quit with that first of all. One step at a time, though. Let's first find a guy who actually calls. Fingers crossed ladies, fingers crossed.

Photo Catch Up

2009-11-12T15:35:00.007-05:00

So since I absolutely suck at blogging lately, instead of writing an immensely long blog about what I've been up to lately I thought I'd put up a little photo montage since after all, a picture is worth a thousand words. There was Lady Gaga for Halloween, Yankee World Series Champions & Miami Homecoming Weekend. So here's what's been going down in my life since my last entry...

Now that I'm all caught up without writing a thing, expect big things soon enough.

Ca$h Cab

2009-10-23T14:35:00.003-04:00

It's so funny to me every time I try to get a cab in NYC. Of course, I say a little prayer beforehand that it will be the Ca$h Cab. I know I am not alone in this quest, either. Ever since that show began I have watched it regularly & know that I would kill it if I ever got in it. It's so funny what a phenomenon this show has become in this city.

Yesterday when I was on the bus, I overheard two women talking about the show. Maybe they'd get the elusive cab that pays you, they thought. Not if I beat you to it, bitches. My brother Kevin rarely makes a trip to the city so when we went in together one night for his birthday, he was very intent on finding Ben Bailey. We only hailed mini-van cabs & in every one I sat in the answerer's seat just in case. On the way home, we did not get it but we did ask the taxi driver if he could quiz us anyway. He was not amused.

If I ever do find this 1 in 3.8 million cabs that is in fact the one, I really hope I'm with somebody. Of course by somebody, I mean Jade & Amanda. I've already worked it out with her that if I was on the show by myself, Jade would be my mobile shout out & vice versa. If I was with Jade, Amanda would be ours & if I was with both, I'm pretty sure Papa Aubrey gets it. I would also fo sho go for the double or nothing video bonus question, no matter what. You're still getting a free cab ride even if you get it wrong so why the f not?

See, I can still write posts about non-sports related business! But GO YANKEES!

I Bleed Blue

2009-10-16T23:44:00.002-04:00

It feels good to be back in the postseason, real good. It feels especially good to be back in the ALCS & I'm sure it will feel even better (fingers-crossed) when we get to the World Series. I faced quite the dilemma going into the Division Series. Since I am a Yankees fan (obviousry), it goes against everything that I believe in down to my bones to ever want the Red Sox to win. Ever. But I'm not gonna lie, I'd much rather have faced a team that we beat the last 9 out of 10 games in the regular season, as opposed to the Angels. I make no secret about it, I'm a little scared of the Angels. I'm aware that we are the best team in baseball but that doesn't mean I don't have a deep respect for that Angels lineup & their manager. The way they played tonight, however gives me a little confidence booster.

I had a pit in my stomach all day because I was nervous about this series. My nails are finally long enough that if I have an itch I get a good scratch, so I'm really hoping I don't gnaw them all off. It's funny though, because as soon as the first pitch was thrown, I was calm, cool & collected. If I'm this way, I can only imagine how the players are since they actually have to play in these games, while I just have to sit & watch them. I think we played a solid game tonight, though. CC was wheelin & dealin. I love love looove that Derek's new walk-up song is "Empire State of Mind". Alex is on fiya & I love it. Something I do not love, however is Mark Teixiera's post-season performance thus far. Yes, he had that game-winning home run & I was proud but that's his only RBI & he hasn't had any other hits with runners on base & that's not very good. Just something to keep your eye on.

I don't wanna jump the gun here because we play 1 series at a time & this needs all of our focus. However, I was thinking today about the possible World Series match-ups & I am unabashedly cheering for the Dodgers to win the NLCS. To be honest, the only reason I'm hoping for this is because I wanna see who gets a bigger ovation at Yankee Stadium, Joe Torre or Don Mattingly. I'm banking on Donnie but it'll be fun to see. If the Phillies make it to the WS, though I only hope for one thing: Pedro Martinez is pitching the deciding game & we beat him mercilessly & then throw him to the ground like he did Don Zimmer all those years ago. That's all I've got for now. Hopefully my next blog will be a happy one.

Marist College, WHAT HAVE YOU BECOME!?

2009-10-11T19:58:00.002-04:00

This weekend was Marist Alumni Weekend & R4 was returning to the scene where it all started. The problem is, that scene was not what it used to be. Yes, the Red Fox Wraps are still delicious & Dandy the Lion is still driving cabs & the view is still beautiful & R4 girls are just as wild & crazy as ever but it just wasn't the same.

We began our night going out to dinner. We saw a couple of friends & discussed our plan of action for the night. Then we went back to our hotel to get ready. This part of it all did not change. I love my friends more then life & I miss them & I miss living with them so much. The alcohol was flowing a plenty & so were the jokes & reminiscing. It was just like being in college all over again & we were looking forward to a night out together. This is where the problems began.

Being Alumni Weekend, every place we wanted to go to was packed. This was expected. What was not expected was Hatter being 18 & over rather then the usual A.W. 21. It was full of freshmen & not at all what we wanted. This is not even mentioning that they were trying to charge a $20 cover! I don't care how much I missed dancing there, Hatter is never worth a $20 cover. We went to Mahoney's & knew no one. Then in the cab, you forget how many people those Pokipse cab drivers try to sneak in there. I was not pleased. We always dressed a bit on the risque side but these newbies have taken that to a whole new level. Last night was freezing & I saw 1 girl with a tube top mini-dress & that was all. Apparently this is the new trend with kids these days. We gave up after a little while & just went to the diner, where I ordered not 1 but 2 RFWs.

All-in-all it was a good weekend but the only reason for this was because I was with some of my favorite people on earth; Marist had nothing to do with it. Yes, of course it was nice to go to campus & just walk around & think about all the good times we had there but I think that will unfortunately be the last time we go back to that campus in a very long time.

A Taste of "Simply Fabulous"

2009-10-06T14:06:00.005-04:00

So I usually leave the beauty/make-up blogging to Simply Fabulous but hey, I've been constantly surrounded by beauty products lately so why not? My mother sells Mary Kay, Jade does PR for Cargo & Alyssa does advertising for Neutrogena. So basically what I'm saying is that I wouldn't be caught dead buying face wash anytime in the near future. Now, let's talk a little bit about my favorite products.

I recently began using Cargo's Lash Activator. You may have heard the buzz about it already because when I just looked it up online, it's apparently the next big thing. I have been using it for about a week & a half. They say you don't see noticeable results until at least 2 weeks but yesterday after I got out of the shower, my mom said my eyes looked nice so I'm thinking there's gotta be some correlation. I'm not sure if I actually notice any difference myself but I'm pretty easily influenced by that placebo effect so it could be that too. Since Cargo is all-natural & eco-friendly, I'm not as worried about my eyelids turning black either, as I would be with that stuff Brooke Shields endorses. Also, I occasionally use the "Eve Pinky" lipstick created by Whitney Port for Cargo & although most people hate it because of the audacious pink color, I kind of love it.

As for Mary Kay, I have a bottomless pit of makeup constantly available to me. I don't use a ton of the makeup actually, (mainly because I don't wear a ton of makeup) but the products I certainly do use. I like the pressed powder fo sho. I use both kinds of face wash, the lotion, body wash, pimple removal & my personal favorite is the eye soothing gel, which works great after a long night out & my eyes don't wanna work the next day. And since I mentioned the other two, throwing some good PR Alyssa's way, I always have & always will swear by Neutrogena face wash.

But okay, that's about all the girly talk I can handle. Go Yankees!

Shop Talk

2009-09-19T22:33:00.004-04:00

Ok so let me get this straight. Miami beat Florida State. Florida State just beat BYU. BYU beat Oklahoma. We (Miami) will be playing Oklahoma in 2 weeks. I'm feeling much better about our chances now! I mean, yes we do have to play Virginia Tech next & they will be a challenge but I do really appreciate how good my team is this year & I've got faith! Last year when I found out we were going to be playing Oklahoma at home, I put that game in my loss column. Big time. Now, it'll be a good one. Love love love Jacory Harris & how about Jimmy Graham! Miami basketball star turned football star with the TD against GT! Way to go Fing! I don't wanna jump the gun, but I can almost smell a BCS game. Perhaps the Orange Bowl?

As for my other football team, I'm feeling good about our first game. This week though, is where we'll really see what we're made of. Nothing would make me happier then to go into that brand new multi-billion dollar stadium in Texas & beat the shit out of those Cowboys. Ya'll know how I feel about Texas & I don't like to see Texans be sad, but if it's my happiness or theirs I think you can guess where my loyalties lie. Go Giants!

As for my baseball team, I really hope they're not just resting on their laurels because I'd really like to see this American East title be locked up. I'm pretty disappointed in the Rangers because I was hoping they'd at least make the Wild Card interesting but as it looks now, it will be my enemy in the postseason. If things ended today, we'd be playing the Tigers in the division series & then either the Angels or the Red Sox in the ALCS, which I wouldn't really prefer either of those scenarios. Then I'm putting my money on either the Dodgers or Cardinals in the World Series & it's gonna be tough. But I mean, you gotta beat the best to be the best & then a parade after that hard fought fight would be very rewarding.

That's all the sports talk I got for you tonight. You stay classy, Planet Earth.

What's in a Name?

2009-09-15T17:49:00.003-04:00

So for as long as I can remember (& by this I mean freshman year of college), I have been calling people by nicknames. I'm not talking about my friends, I'm talking about random people & sometimes even complete strangers. From the beginning of time, I have compiled quite the interesting list. I have a problem remembering names & apparently so do my friends. Why would I waste the time saying somebody's name when they only ask who? Then I must say "Oh, you know (insert nickname)."

Let's start with Marist. On our floor alone there was: Rigatoni, Loafer, Jimmers, Flannel, Mattew, Hockey Mike, Hockey Jon, Couch Potato. I did not make up all of these but that's just to name a few. Then throughout our years, many more nicknames popped up. Angie Ang, Ariel, Secret Boyfriend, Number 1, Jenko Jeans Kyle & Texas Will. Then there were our lovely neighbors, Wolf mouth, Clefty & Giraffe.

First and foremost from Miami, there's Wittle, of course. Then rounding out the A-Team there was also Stripper Theo & Da Brat. The Nooj not only had a nickname but also about 20 million CGs, including International Superstar, Defibrillator Inventor, Former Fat Kid & Prince of UM. Then obviously Creepy Sam, the Cheetah, Chris Cute Boy, Condo Boy, Virginia Stop & Shop, DJ Ronnie G, the Fing, SR, Poo Parenting, TimmyTommy & my personal favorite, Big Brown.

These days, I have 1 serious boyfriend (Evan Longoria), who is always referred to as such. Other then him though, we've recently seen the Virgin, the Army Creep (even though he was in the Marines), the Dancer, my Soul Mate & someone I have also recently given the name of the Power Ranger.

Every name has a story & every story is usually pretty funny. I'm positive I'm missing many a nickname so if you remember any please don't hesitate to add it on. If you've discovered by reading this that you have been given a nickname & you are insulted by such, I am sorry. I'm not really but I'll try to lead you to believe that I am.

Autumn Blues

2009-09-02T11:00:00.003-04:00

So as much as I don't like working at Holly Hill every day of the summer, I still prefer the weather during this time of year over anything else I might encounter in other months. I absolutely detest anything except warmth. I do not like fall weather & I certainly do not like cold winter weather. Last winter I went into an extreme depression & am not sure I've completely recovered, but it's definitely better then it was. This fall/winter, though I have a number of things to be excited about so I really have to focus on those.

To begin with, this coming week should be pretty exciting. First up, HURRICANE FOOTBALL! As if the first game of the year wasn't exciting enough, we're playing Florida State, which is where bragging rights in the state of Florida begin. On Tuesday, there is a possibility (albeit a small one) that I will be getting Legends seats at Yankee Stadium when they play the Rays. This is no ordinary game either because not only would it be my first time at the new Yankee Stadium but I would also be uncomfortably close to my boyfriend Evan (& of course my other fellas on my team but I've already been close to them.) Then on Wednesday, I will have an un-sports-related night, but still just as exciting. It's the Berk Communications 10th Anniversary party at the 40/40 club, being hosted by Jay-Z! Since they're married, I'm also pretty sure Beyonce will be there! I'll have to brush up on my "Single Ladies" dance moves, just in case.

After this week, the excitement of fall/winter is not over.
September: The NFL season is obviously the next thing to look forward to. Now with an entire season of Osi, what more could a girl ask for?
October: Baseball undoubtedly awaits the Yankees future in this month & also (knock on wood) a parade through the Canyon of Heroes! This will come during/after Marist Alumni Weekend! R4, Red Fox Wraps & Rennies, here I come! As every year, Halloween will also be at the top of my list of excitement. I have my costume all planned out but I will not reveal it on this website because I do NOT want anyone taking it.
November: Miami Homecoming! A-Team (:( minus the hyphen), Sandbar & Hurricane football! It's coming at a time that will save my feet from the pain of real shoes & the flip flops will be back on! Obviously then comes the big 2-4 on the 2-9th. No comment on how old I'm getting.
December: Christmas
January: Baby! A new addition to my family will be joining us on or around the 10th. Clearly this is the most exciting birth in the Aubrey family since this girl was born & that was nearly a quarter-century ago! Kelly & Brian are having a girl & I can't wait to have an excuse to watch the Little Mermaid with her all the time! After trying to solidify my status as favorite relative of this sleeping, pooping doll for a week, I am off to the Dominican Republic! Just in time to turn my skin from the January vampire look to the color of Akon. OK maybe not thatt dark but I'm planning on breaking out the oil while I'm enjoying the swim-up bar at the all inclusive resort.

So no, I don't like the weather in the months from September through April but I think I have enough to look forward to to occupy me & prevent the blues from sinking in once again.

With my Eyelashes All in Curl...

2009-08-02T14:01:00.003-04:00

Oh the joys of being a girl. It's funny, really the things you can get away with. It's not all good all the time but generally I can't say that I can complain. The only thing better than being a pretty girl is being a pretty girl with dimples, because a little wink & a smile gets you out of most tight predicaments.

I have been able to charm my way out of multiple speeding tickets, my favorite one being in Florida when I ended up talking about the Yankees with the cop for about 15 minutes before he let me off with a "warning." I don't think a boy would've been able to get away with this very scenario. It's also a pleasure when there's a line outside of a bar & the bouncer let's you right in because you're with a group of girls. This happened to us just last night & there were some pretty annoyed gentlemen, but really who is going to argue with a large black bouncer. Boys don't have the option of saving money by getting people to buy you drinks either; girls certainly do. Aside from the occassional ogre feet that can come about from a night out dancing in high heels, it really is worth it. It's so much more fun being a girl because of all the shoes & outfits & accessories that are available to you. When a boy is ugly, there's really not too much he can do about it. Ugly girls can at least put on makeup & it can really do wonders.

An advantage that I have over some other people is the dimples. A little deformity that goes a long way. I would like to mention to any boys out there reading this that I have in fact heard the compliment that I have nice dimples & I have been called "dimples" once or twice, so try being a little more creative next time. Not that I'm complaining but it does get a little old. They were discussing dimples on Chelsea Lately the other night & it really is true that we dimpled folk get away with more. Good thing my deformity isn't a clubbed foot or something like that because I don't think that'd get quite the same reaction.

Talkin' Baseball

2009-07-21T21:07:00.004-04:00

Let me start off first & foremost by saying how much I love this team! If you're not an avid reader of the blog, let me just inform you that "this team" that I speak of is none other than the NY Yankees. It's the first time in a long time that I actually feel like we are a team, rather then just a bunch of individual superstars playing together. We don't give up & really seem to be having fun playing, which is exactly how it should be! The pie in the face is my favorite & it really cracks me up. These new guys in the clubhouse are a welcome addition!

If you know me even remotely you know there are 2 things that I can jabber on & on about for days: pizza & baseball. What I love about talkin' baseball is that anyone who loves baseball loves talking about it. Everyone loves hearing everyone else's opinions & thoughts & it's just a way to bring people together all over the world. Pop Pop & I have been talkin' baseball ever since I was a wee one. It used to be him telling me all the stories of great Yankees past & present & I would listen & take it all in. I owe this man every ounce of Yankee fandom that exists in me. Eventually it became what it is now & every time we get together we talk about the latest games, acquisitions, etc. He even calls me after a good play or a home run so we can talk about it. I love it so much.

Being a girl, guys find it unusual that I know so much about baseball so they feel it necessary to quiz me on my intellect. I always succeed with flying colors & they see that I am a worthy companion to talk baseball with. If I quizzed them, I might not be so impressed but they just don't believe that a girl can know so much until I prove them wrong. I actually get incredibly turned off if I know more about sports then a boy does because clearly he is not man enough for me. A necessary quality of a husband for me is that we need to be able to have good sports conversations. The male members of my immediate family are not exactly sports savvy & my brother's best friend even requested an audience with yours truly because he can't talk sports enough with my brother.

It's funny how sports can be such a bonding/breaking point. Everybody needs that friend or two that they can debate sports points with. I loved being at Marist & then Miami because there were so many different views that people had & it made for much more interesting talk. Sometimes those views were too divergent from my own & fights nearly ensued several times but I gotta respect anybody who can equal my passion. A girl doesn't get a tattoo for something she only likes a little bit. There's not enough diversity on this island for my liking & too many pretend fans if you ask me. This will not stop me though, from constantly trying to find new people to talk sports with.

Dating.com

2009-07-08T17:20:00.004-04:00

The other night I was watching the Yankee game & while I was up finding something to eat like I do every commercial break, a commercial for eHarmony came on. I normally pay no heed to such things but they mentioned it was a free communication weekend so I thought why not give it a try & see what it's all about? I could never see myself paying to be a part of an online dating site but if it was free then what did I have to lose?

So I went on the site & answered the 50983892 questions that they ask you about yourself & your potential mate & got so annoyed at how long it was taking that I almost gave up but then finally got to the end. By this time it was late so I went to bed & when I woke up & looked at my phone, I had 17 new emails, all from eHarmony! I was matched with so many people so I had to go online & start communicating to get use out of the free weekend. The part they don't tell you about this free communicating, is that the only way you get to see their picture is if you pay for the service. NO THANK YOU! Maybe I'm too shallow but there is no way that I could ever meet someone that I met online without ever seeing their picture first. Yea, most people send only their best photos & ones that are them when they weighed about 300 pounds less but at least you can get an idea. So I closed all of the matches that I was sent & thought that'd be it. Nope! The next morning, I woke up with 20 more matches! This caused me to close my account entirely. So, yea that was a complete waste of time.

This was not my first attempt at meeting someone online & most people do not know this story because I'm a little embarrassed I resorted to this. A friend of mine K.F. had a boyfriend that she had met on Craig's List. She was always going on there & finding all great things so I thought one day that I'd check it out to see if I could find anything. While in Miami, I came across a fella in the Navy who seemed like a nice guy & appeared highly attractive in his picture (although it was far away so I couldn't tell for sure, but he had a dog & I'm a sucker for a puppy). So what is the cliche thing to do? Send him an e-mail saying that I've never met anyone online before but he seemed cool so I decided to give it a shot. We ended up emailing back & forth for a while & then (with 2 escorts of course) I decided to meet him in person. Let's just say that Ethan sent a picture with his dog for a reason & that reason was for suckers like me who love dogs. It was then & there that I swore off online dating (until the words "Free Communication Weekend" flashed across my eyes, of course.)

The moral of this story is that online dating might be for some people, but I'd prefer to meet my men the old-fashioned way: while severely intoxicated at a bar!

Reverse Feminism

2009-06-27T14:41:00.003-04:00

I wish I lived in the old times. That women's liberation movement really screwed everything up for me. Everything was so much simpler & there weren't such mixed signals & different options. Back then, you met someone, you got married & you had a family. That was it. You didn't have so many single parents, divorces, technologies or cheating.

Maybe I watch too much TV but why couldn't I have lived in England during the Elizabethan era? Life was so easy. You met someone, or maybe didn't even meet them, but you got married & always lived happily ever after. Your father sold you for a goat & that was it. No worrying about if he calls or texts you or whether or not you should text him or what you should say & worrying about whether you come off as too needy. There was no calling during that time. If you didn't hear anything the next day, you didn't automatically think you screwed it up. It was totally normal because you'd have to wait for the man to come on horseback & deliver you a hand-written note from your lover. If the prince stole your horse, you'd just throw apples at him & then you guys would eventually fall in love after you gave him false information & you would become a princess & screw over your wicked stepmother & stepsister! If your sister had a baby with the king, it mattered not, you could still marry him & force him to disconnect with the Catholic Church in order to marry you! You could be a maiden in court & fall for a poet after dressing up as a man in order to perform in a play & then that poet would go on to become the most famous in all the world! Such simple times.

I'm not saying I'd like to have lived during the hard times in America because those sound so unappealing to me. England was where it was at. I have no interest in being June Cleaver or Rosie the Riveter, but Ann Boleyn really had the life (until she was beheaded of course.) It was just such an easy life to have. What happened to the old fashioned gentleman? Today, there are men like Tucker Max who get rich & famous because of their drunk antics & sexual conquests. On the other hand there are also women like Chelsea Handler who have done the same thing. But think what a better world it would be if we all had English accents & watched knights in shining armor winning our love. Dating was not even a long process. It basically went man meets woman, they like each other, they get married, the end. Dating now has become almost none existent because why buy the ice cream truck when you're getting the popsicles for free?

I don't care if I vote. I'd like to wear a corset & have someone dress me. It really doesn't sound all that bad if you ask me! In the words of Avril Lavigne, "Why'd you gotta go & make things so complicated?" Thanks a lot for burning your bras, ladies you really screwed it up for the rest of us.

Conclusions, Conclusions

2009-06-21T22:39:00.004-04:00

I have recently come to the conclusion about 2 things. The first is that I have been completely miserable lately & the only time I'm remotely happy is when I'm drunk (& not having beer tears.) The only other time is on vacation but we're talking real life here. You would think that this conclusion would cause me to drink every minute of every day just to be happy, but my fear of alcoholism & constant hungover stomach aches make this an impossibility. It's no wonder though that I look forward to my days off with such anticipation because those are my only drinking binges/days of happiness. The hangover is well worth the night. Side note: "The Hangover" is such a hilarious movie & everyone should see it. Another side note: in case you didn't notice, I gave up on being a movie critic.

The 2nd conclusion that I came to was when I was reading my new book by Chelsea Handler entitled "My Horizontal Life". Her unbridled honesty & humor has caused me to look at my life in a new way & the conclusion that I reached was that if I ever want to get laid again, I've got to move out of my house. Pronto. It was so easy in college because you just went back to your dorm room & your only worries were that your roommate would be sleeping & you'd have to kick her to the curb (or couch). Luckily, I never had this to worry about, since Diana was usually coming home with me. God forbid if I did have a problem, it really wasn't that serious since you could walk the additional 2 blocks to get to the boy's house or splurge on the $2 cab ride. When you live at home, you have so many more problems to think of. First & foremost is that this boy has to meet your parents if he comes over & then you inevitably get asked why he left so late. I don't particularly like going to a boy's house that I don't know very well, but I'll do what I gotta do sometimes. But then, if you're not staying over you get asked what you were doing there so late & why didn't you call? Well, maybe I was a bit preoccupied.

But I'm pretty sure that these 2 things are linked. I'm happier when regularly having sex & I'm regularly having sex when I'm drinking more & I'm drinking more when I'm not working but if I'm not working then I can't make money to move out of my house, which if I'm still living at home then there will be more dry spells! So clearly, working has led me to become a sober, celibate shrew with depression. God, a conclusion like that leads a girl to drink, don't you think?

Go Green or Go Home!

2009-06-07T22:04:00.003-04:00

I have fully embraced the philosophy of "going green". Everyone keeps talking about it but this girl is really trying to do something about it. Obviously I'm not the only one & I applaud anyone who chooses to live this life. I have always shut off lights when I leave a room & have never left the water running while I brush my teeth. I have never been one to litter or even spit my gum on the ground so changing to this new way of life was not the most difficult transition for me. I kind of force it upon everyone & might be starting to annoy one or two non-eco-friendly civilians.

When I worked for the accountant a few months back, she would constantly reuse paper & just write things on the other side or use double-sided printing. Such a simple choice but it saved so much paper, so I of course implemented this strategy at Holly Hill when I returned there. The problem is that nobody remembers to do this & I am like the green police around the office yelling at everyone for throwing away paper. I put up a sign reminding people to reuse/recycle but clearly this sign should be in neon lights & play on repeat on a speaker. I am a broken record when it comes to telling people to flip over the paper. It makes perfect sense though so I don't get what's so hard about it. Not only are you saving money by having to buy less paper, but you are also helping the environment!

Another thing about working in a business is the amount of plastic bags people go through. Yes, I totally understand if you have multiple items that require a bag & I am not against that in the least. My problem comes in when somebody has 1 thing that can easily be carried by hand or fit in a pocket book & they ask for a bag. Before I bag people's things, I always ask if they would like a bag if it's one of those questionable purchases. I must inadvertently give them the stink eye when they choose the bag because some people feel it necessary to explain to me why they need a bag. I'm judging you no matter the explanation you give me, so save your breath. I tend to smile at those that opt to save the earth.

Customers also come in with their water samples with containers of all different shapes & sizes. I always try to give people back their bottle, bag, container, etc. so they can reuse it for the next time they come in but noooo some people just insist on throwing them away. Have you ever heard the statistics about plastic bottles & how they are so super deadly to the environment? I recently reprimanded my mother for buying a case of bottled water & I think she felt so bad about it that she went out & bought all of us aluminum water bottles. Filtered water tastes the same as bottled water people, get it in your heads & stop buying bottled water! I don't mean to sound like a Green Peace Environmental freak or anything but like I said, I have fully embraced this lifestyle & I am now about as green as a smurf is blue!

A Completely Random Post

2009-05-12T16:30:00.003-04:00

I couldn't think of 1 particular thing to post about so I decided to have a plethora of subjects for your reading pleasure.

1st topic: I don't know if you are aware of the pandemic spreading around. No, I'm not referring to swine flu, I'm talking about Twitter. I gave in a while ago & joined because Amanda told me it was fun (& basically I just always do what Amanda tells me to do.) I pretty much only follow celebrities that I like & my friends. I don't really see the point of it otherwise. I enjoy it but I probably don't update as much as I should. I'm sure I will more when I get my CrackBerry in a few weeks & update via Twitter Berry.

2nd topic: Why is it that it's always the ugly guys that hit on you? While in AC with the girls this past weekend, we all looked pretty hot & of course it's the old ugly guys that notice & never the ones you want to notice. For example, while walking through the casino, I heard a few cat calls & whistles thrown our way & when I saw who did it, I just kept on walking. Maybe it's the hot ones who don't need to do such things because girls just flock to them like I do to a chocolate fountain at a wedding. When we went out, the dance floor was beyond crowded so I kept trying to find little open pockets of air to dance in but kept getting bombarded quickly. This one guy continued his bombardment, which he referred to as dancing & I yelled at him & said I just like to have space to dance. He then hugged me & said oh, so you don't like this? It was funny so I gave in for a dance & it was just awful. He wasn't bad looking but his dance moves were probably even too white for the KKK.

3rd topic: Sticking with the AC trend, this topic is craps! My new favorite game. I am far from a gambler but I love craps. Lauren taught me how to play & I won $60 (well technically $40 because I started out with $20, but still pretty good.) I don't know what type of techniques I used, but I was an excellent roller. Loved it so much that even after we went out, we stayed at the tables to watch others play. They no longer had $5 tables at night so we weren't willing to bet so much at a time. I don't think anyone minded that we didn't play though because they probably saw how intoxicated we were & our rolling techniques would likely not work as well.

4th topic: MIAYOOOO! I'm going to Miami this weekend & am so so so excited about it! I cannot wait to go to Sandbar & drink RBVs, as served by Johnny Gyllenhall. I will eat a Stop & Shop sandwich & maybe even Sam (Creepy Sam, not Sanko) will finally give us a free sandwich. PARTY IN THE CITY WHERE THE HEAT IS ON!

Smitten Kitten

2009-05-07T23:18:00.004-04:00

Normally my baseball posts center around the Yankees but since they are so turrrible lately, they don't even deserve a mention, even with my Alex coming back tomorrow. What this baseball post will be about is none other then my boyfriend/future husband, Evan Longoria. It was love at first sight. You may think I am kidding but for some odd reason, I really think I have a legitimate chance of this actually happening.

I have him on my fantasy team, but he plays a much more prominent role in other fantasies of mine. It brings me back to when Alex was on the Mariners/Rangers because I would look forward to those games so I could see him. I think I may look forward to seeing my Evan more, though which is unheard of considering how much I love Alex. There's a new 3rd baseman in my life, I suppose. I don't even love him just because he's a baseball player, I really could care less about that. Believe me, I've had some very un-baseball related dreams about him. I am now following him on Twitter & like the freak-o that I am, I continue to send him @ messages in hopes that my unrequited love will soon be returned. I only sent 2 so I'm not a total stalker (not that he knows about anyway). He probably thinks I'm such a dork, if he thinks of me at all. I really want to say something witty to him that has nothing to do with baseball but I don't want to scare him off. I was thinking "You & my mom have the same birthday!" Like I said, dork.

On my dream day, the Yankees were playing the Rays so I peaked around a little but unfortunately I couldn't find him. I was too busy trying not to burst into hysterics to give it a real good look. It was still the beginning of our love then, so I really didn't feel as strongly about him as I do now. He's not even what most people would consider attractive, but clearly love is blind! Yes, he is a Tampa Bay Ray but Romeo & Juliet didn't have it easy either. At least he doesn't play for Boston, then we would really have a conundrum on our hands.

Happy Blogaversary

2009-05-05T13:00:00.003-04:00

I just realized that my 1 year blog anniversary has just passed 2 days ago. It seems like only yesterday we started. I think I have, however lived up to the name "Completely Random" looking back on all of these posts. Yes, sports seems to be a recurring theme but that's just because I have an addiction, sir. I hope you've enjoyed reading about my so called life. (I think I squeezed about as many TV/song quotes in these 3 sentences as was physically possible without it being obtrusive. For 10 bonus points: see if you can figure them all out & where they are from!)
-AA

VENTING!

2009-04-25T00:13:00.002-04:00

OK so let me just get a few things out in the open here. #1) I love the Yankees & I hate the Red Sox (given). #2) I hate racist people. There is no quality that a person can have that is more ugly/unappealing/deal breaker more then racism. Here's a little story about my night. Amanda & I went to a bar to watch the Yankee-Red Sox game & throw back a couple beers & have a relaxing night. We were having a good time until Robinson Cano didn't hustle out a ground ball. A man wearing a Brewers jersey taps me on the back & said how much he hates Cano & that he never runs. This conversation ensued:

Amy: Yes he didn't hustle it out, I agree.
Asshole: I wish we had Pedroia.
Amy: Oh, hell no. He's a Red Sock, I don't want him, I'll take Cano any day.
Asshole: Oh come on, why don't you want him! First of all, Pedroia's white.
Amy: (with a face that looked like it could have been possessed by a devil, smoke coming out my nostrils & fire coming out of the eyes) Excuse me???
Asshole: Oh please, you mean to tell me you wouldn't rather have a white guy on your team??
Amy: I don't care what color he is. If you haven't noticed, some of the best players in baseball come out of the Dominican Republic, so I'll take Cano.

I then turned around & continued watching my game, as mad as an army of red ants when you step on their ant hill. Jason Bay then proceeded to hit a home run off of Mariano Rivera to further ruin my night. The asshole then proceeds to tap me again on the back. No, asshole I do not want to converse with you. I don't know what he said I just gave him the finger because I couldn't be bothered with his nonsense. Then he felt the need to explain to me that he is a Yankee fan, so I asked him why then was he wearing a Brewers jersey. His response? "I like the colors." I don't really think I even need to comment on that. I told him Yankee colors were also navy blue & white but he said he just didn't like the way the jersey looked on him. Apparently it only looks nice on girls. Funny, it looks pretty nice on Robinson Cano.

THEN! As if all of this wasn't bad enough, he proceeds to hit on me. I was focused intently on the game (& trying my best to ignore him so I didn't force my hand down his throat & pull out his racist tongue). He told me it was only the 1st Yankee-Sox game of the season, so why would I care so much. Um, maybe because it's the first Yankee-Sox game of the season, that's why. "I like that," he says. You like what? The fact that I hate you so much I want to gouge your eyeballs out? "What's your name, anyway?" "Lisa." "Lisa, I'm Frank." Then Kevin Youkilis made it all even worse & we lost. Well, Racist Frank, I hope you're happy in hell because God's a Yankee fan & that was clearly a sign he doesn't want you around.

Kids Today!

2009-04-24T16:16:00.002-04:00

Yesterday I was watching "Chelsea Lately" & my dad walks in the room as Chelsea is commenting on penis size. This caused my dad to turn around the other way & laugh about how the times have changed. Well it's true the times have changed & I'm not even talking about from the times of my dad to the times of me. I'm talking about from the time I was in 8th grade to kids that are in 8th grade now. I was getting my nails done recently & Tyra was on & it was about "sexting". A phenomenon I had never heard of, although it was pretty easy to figure out what it meant. There were girls 13 & 14 years old that were sending their boyfriends naked pictures of themselves! Also very dirty texts with things I did not even know what they meant at that age. I got embarrassed when they were just reading them on the show. I barely even kissed a boy when I was that old, let alone anything else.

When I was 4, I wanted to be Ariel, the Little Mermaid. Little girls today? Hannah Montana. The main difference: Ariel was not white trash, she was a cartoon princess. In exchange for those little underwater lovable Snorks, kids today have Spongebob. This show has more inuendo adult humor then Superbad. That's another thing! Kids don't have good, quality learn-your-lesson kinds of movies. There is no more Disney movie to make you feel every emotion known to man. They have to rely on the movies that came out when we were kids to teach them their lessons. I actually feel bad for kids today. My best friend Meghan was not allowed to watch "Saved by the Bell" when we were growing up. Her mom thought the show was too old for her. What would Maureen have said about "Gossip Girl"? They are supposed to be the same age as those kids from Bayside High, but there is way more adult content then just Zack & Kelly making out & everyone going "ooooooh". Parents are not shielding their youngsters from these things.

The music is different too. We had Britney when she was still sane & dating Justin Timberlake, then the frontman of NSYNC. Now all NSYNC has come down to is Joey Fatone out at Libation for Amanda & Angela's birthday (haha). Where I had Raffi, they now have Kidz Bop, which has kids singing the Pussycat Dolls & other inappropriate songs. PCD were on the Kids Choice Awards & didn't tone down their sexuality even a little bit. Way to be role models, girls! Katy Perry kissing girls wasn't even in the vicinity of being on the radio when we were young. What would my mother have done if that song came on the radio & I sang along?? I'm laughing just thinking about that actually. How the times have changed! There are so many things that even I, a girl who has seen it all will still shake my head & say "Kids Today!"

TV-aholic

2009-04-19T16:37:00.002-04:00

I've been blogging too few & far between, I apologize but I haven't had any blog inspiration. I also haven't had as much time as I used to, which is good for me but bad for blogging. One thing I haven't given up on, however, is watching my TV shows. I've come to the conclusion that I watch a lot of television & when I say a lot I mean A LOT. In addition to sporting events & ESPN & YES on a constant basis, my list of shows is as follows: Heroes, Lost, 24, Desperate Housewives, Brothers & Sisters, Samantha Who?, Ellen, Chelsea Lately, The Soup, Private Practice, So You Think You Can Dance, The Biggest Loser & the latest addition, American Idol.

I used to watch AI when Ruben Studdard won & then the next season when J.Hud was on it but when she got kicked off, I stopped watching forever. That is, until this season. Since I have moved home, I often watch shows with my parents & they watch AI so I would be forced into it. The episodes leading up to the Top 13 were painful to see but now that they are good, I'm 100% hooked. I always like to discuss it with anyone who watches &/or will listen. I cannot stand Ryan Seacrest so I have to wait until half the show is over before I can watch it so I can fast forward to only the parts that they sing.

My favorite is Danny Gokey. I love his voice & I just think he is wonderful. Adam is amazing & although I won't like the music he will come out with, he's such a rock star already. I love what he does to the songs & he's such an entertainer. Those are my top 2. I was so glad when "Wiggles" got kicked off. That was that girl with the tattoos all down her arm whose name I don't even care if I remember or not. I called her Wiggles because of her weak ass dance moves. The rest of the ones left are so good, I'll be happy if any of them win. I'm glad they used the judge's save last week with Matt because I really like him. I hope Lil Rounds does better this week because I like her too but I think if not she's gotta go. Since 2 have to go this week I'm thinking it will probably be her & Anoop Dog. That's all I've got.

WWhat's Your Fantatasyy?

2009-03-30T21:13:00.003-04:00

So I was home all day & kept saying I should blog today, but I'll do it later. Well now it's later. I'm waiting for Heroes to get to a half hour in so I can fast forward through all the commercials so I figured while I'm waiting I'll blog. There is really only 1 thing I can think about lately so I figured what better to blog about...BASEBALL SEASON!

I am so f-ing pumped for this Yankee season it's not even funny. The new stadium, CC, AJ & Tex all make it so exciting. I was also watching several Yankee-related shows this weekend, including the "Pride, Power & Pinstripes" special & it just made me even more excited. Everything about baseball makes me happy (except for Yankee losses obvi). I cannot wait for the exhibition game this Friday against the Cubs because that will be the 1st real look inside the Stadium & I feel like if I were a boy, I'd get an erection watching it. Yes, that is how much I love baseball. I can't wait to see our team & I think the chemistry this year is really good & everything will come together for the big #27.

In addition to the regular season I am also excited for fantasy baseball! For those of you who have been loyal "Completely Random" followers, you have read some of my fantasy baseball blogs & know how obsessed with it I am. This season I got my friends to join it also & we have our own league where trash talking is plentiful & the competition is high. Maybe I'm just talking about myself with that statement but it's all good. I am in 2 leagues & have 2 really good teams & am super excited for all that will come.

In a side note, I am a big loser & always love the sayings that they have every year for YES commercials. One year it was "Pride, Power, Pinstripes", last year was "Looking Back, Looking Forward" (which I wasn't a fan of) & this year I do not know yet! I hope it's a good one, though because those commercials always pump me up when I see them because like I said, I'm a huge tool. Have I mentioned in this blog that I'm excited? Oh I have? Okay fine, I'll just go watch Heroes now.

Stay Classy, Planet Earth

2009-03-23T13:35:00.002-04:00

Last night I was watching the "Planet Earth" series on Discovery & it is so crazy. First of all, the photography alone is completely unbelievable. They say that series was 5 years in the making, which I totally believe because some of those shots alone that they got must've taken months. I watched the "Shallow Seas" & "Deserts" & it was just nuts to see. It makes you really think about how complicated the world is. I love these kind of shows & I feel like I really learned a lot watching it.

They were saying on the show how certain things only happen once a year or even less then that, yet they got those shots of them. They even show the fog moving in over a desert. In the "Shallow Seas" episode they show the mama Humpback whale & her baby & got these insane close-ups. Apparently the mama starves herself for 8 months so the baby can grow in a safe place. Then they swim up to the Arctic Ocean & eat tons & tons of krill, which are micro-sized shrimp. She also will hold up the baby on the surface so it can breathe because babies get tired from swimming easily, which I thought was so cute. Dolphins are my favorite so I was happy when they included them. The fish apparently have been going closer & closer to shore so in order to eat, the dolphins actually hydroplaned along the beach to eat the fish. Of course they got all of this on video. Now I was lucky while at Miami to get the alligator on campus on video but that was sheer luck (SR said it was the best video he had ever seen a student get of the alligator, but I don't wanna toot the old horn.) These people are out there for months at a time to get a 30 second shot of these things & then they have to get enough of these 30 second clips to make an hour-long show! No wonder it took them 5 years.

But watching this it kind of made me sad because they were saying they don't know how much longer these amazing spectacles will be around because of man-made factors. Pollution, over-fishing, etc. are all killing everything beautiful in this world. I did a story on water pollution while at Miami & it was awful because I didn't have any good shots like they got on Discovery. I couldn't go underwater to show the difference between healthy coral & dying coral. I didn't have strong enough statistics like they had on this show. I wish I saw this before I had this project, maybe then I could've done a little better. But we really need to do something about this because it is so sad that maybe my children won't ever be able to see the things that I've seen, like a thriving reef or a humpback whale or even dolphins! The krill that the whales eat is being harvested for fertilizer & causing the whales to starve to death. I know a lot of people are skeptical about "going green" but it's really nothing to kid about, it's serious. If everyone contributed a little bit every day to do what they could to help the environment, we would be a lot better off. So turn the piece of paper over & use both sides instead of throwing it away & reuse your water bottles instead of buying a new one & walk a couple of blocks rather then take a cab because I dunno about you, but I want my kids to swim with dolphins.

Catholic School Girl

2009-03-11T15:01:00.003-04:00

As I was waiting for the bus yesterday morning, I came across a girl wearing a high school uniform (a Sea girl). There she was, thinking she looked all hot in her uniform with her skirt rolled up to her hoo-ha & I really had to stifle a laugh because that was definitely me about 7 years ago (wow, is it really that long since I've been in high school?) We all rolled our skirts & I just don't see why now because it didn't make us look any better. When I heard that my alma mater, St. Joseph Hill, had opened up the option of pants I was appalled but now I wish I had that option.

For those of you that don't know what my high school uniform looked like, let me explain. I'd show you a picture but there is no way I want a photo of myself in that uniform circulating around the Internet. We had 2 different uniforms for winter & summer months. Always at the base of the uniform was of course, the skirt. The "post man blue" as they called it. That's right, our skirts were the color of a mail man's pants. As a Hill girl, we had to have our skirts come down to our knee & there were times when we had to kneel down & make sure the skirt touched the floor. If it didn't? Detention. If that wasn't bad enough, we also had to wear a blazer of the same color! In the winter we had to wear a white button-down shirt with a navy blue V neck sweater & the blazer to top it off. We had the option of a sleeveless sweater, which absolutely nobody took. We also had to go out & buy black trench coats that had to come down to our knee. Not disgusted enough yet? Oh, that's because I haven't mentioned the shoes. They were the same color as the skirts but suede & we had to wear those with white tights. The warmer outfits were really not much better. White collared polo shirts (with the blazer of course), the skirt & saddle shoes. Yes, the very same saddle shoes that they wore during the 1940s. And no, we didn't wear them with tights, we wore them with white ankle socks.

After school, I would go & get the train with my friends to go home. We would roll our skirts & take off the blazer, as if that made it any better. Living where I do, my stop was the same stop as our "brother" high school's so I would have to fight my way through the mass of boys to get up the stairs. What's funny about this is that I would actually get hit on! High school kids are so funny. Why was this uniform okay to wear & even worse have people think you look good in it??? When Britney came out with "Hit Me Baby One More Time", I think we all kind of thought we looked like her in our uniforms. We obviously never bothered with mirrors in those days (another reason why I am NOT putting up that picture.)

1st Date Blues

2009-03-05T23:34:00.006-05:00

So in my experience, there are 3 kinds of dates: nice guy dates, asshole dates, & really great dates. Now I'm not saying I'm a serial dater & I go out on all of these dates all the time, but I think I know what I'm talking about here. I'm not even counting strictly your stereotypical dates like dinner & a movie. Meeting for drinks, hanging out just the two of you in a dorm room/apt/house, even meeting at a bar with friends & then hitting it off so well you hang out just the two of you the rest of the night all fall under my description. Let's look further.

First we will look at the nice guy. I try so hard to give the nice guy a chance, I really do. Nice guy dates usually include having him say something like "we can do whatever you want to do" & giving me absolute power while he is merely a servant. I had a date tonight that this kid was the epitome of the nice guy date. He used phrases such as "next time", "us", & "our relationship". He discussed meeting my parents, converting me into an ethnic food lover & even me converting him into a Yankee fan. Stop trying so hard, son. I think the break all questions of dates include such things as "What's your favorite kind of food?", "What nationality are you?" & "What is your favorite animal?" In my opinion, a good date will just flow & you don't need to have such forced conversation. Yes this date included all of those questions. It got so bad I resorted to telling my worst jokes. We met on Valentine's Day & I really thought he seemed really nice so I tried to make myself think he was attractive. We met for drinks & I'm a little drunk right now but on a date like the one I just went on, it's necessary. On a date with an asshole, such drunkeness is not always the solution, though.

Assholes are usually the really good looking guys & the ones who know this. Alcohol is not as necessary because at least they are nice to look at but sometimes you need it to be able to handle them. These are often the guys I go for (although I've gone on many a nice-guy nerd date.) I like a guy who takes charge & has an opinion of his own, but there is a balance there. It's not all about you, douche bag. I made the mistake of going out with the same asshole twice. The first time was way back in high school & I had such a crush on him so when he asked me to go to the movies I was ecstatic. The only problem was, we could only go to an 11 o'clock movie & one that his friend was going to also. We had to see the movie he wanted to see & the entire night he talked about himself. End of the date, end of story. A few months ago, this same boy contacted me again & we decided to meet up for lunch. I thought maybe he changed & he used to be good looking so why not give it a shot? Big mistake! Let's just say, some things never change except for perhaps his good looks.

As for the great dates, I can honestly say I have only been on 6 of them (or at least 6 guys, there may have been more then 6 dates.) With such dates, there have been connections. Not necessarily that we are destined to be together forever kind of connections, but definitely something. I'm pretty sure any of these 6 gentleman would be able to distinguish themselves & know they are one of the ones I am talking about because aside from 1 or 2, I still talk to them. Again, these dates do not have to be the stereotypical kind. It's just someone who you genuinely have a good time with & want to hang out with more. Whatever happens after that is beyond your control. I have been fooled a time or 2 by these great daters & they ended up in the asshole category, but at the time I thought they were great.

I like to think I am a good dater. I don't try too hard as the nice guys do but I try harder then the assholes. The kid tonight was very surprised when I told him I'd never been in a long-term serious relationship because he said I seemed like the type of girl who always had a boyfriend. That was the first time I ever heard that in my entire life. Now don't get me wrong, I'd love to have a boyfriend, it just usually turns out that the ones who I pick don't pick me back & the ones that pick me, well I don't pick them back. It's a vicious cycle but I do know that the few times that I have found those "great dates" was the times in my life that I have been the happiest. It's nice to have someone who cares about you as much as you care about them. Until I find that person though, I will continue to criticize my dates.

I'ma Buy You A Drank

2009-02-20T13:50:00.003-05:00

I've been on a saving money kick lately. I have a job for an accountant as a consultant & that's pretty good money. She even wants to add me on for another day, which is good because I'll get even more money. I'm not exactly accountant material & not really enjoying it but no complaints here because I'm lucky to have a job. I also recently applied to be a TV host aboard cruise ships, which if I got I'd be able to put my degree to good use while living aboard a cruise ship & being on a constant vacation. Pretty good idea if you ask me, so hopefully that pans out. But also in addition to making money, I've been trying to save it. Kind of like in Confessions of a Shopaholic: M.M.M & C.B. (Make More Money & Cutting Back.)

One way I've been cutting back is by trying to go out only once a weekend. All those nights of going out really add up. When I say "going out", I of course mean buying more drinks then most gals' livers can handle. It's probably better for my health to give up one of those nights too. On my big night out though, I also have a money-saving game plan. I simply flirt with an unsuspecting victim until he buys me a drink. I can sometimes get the bartender to do a shot with me without paying, too. It's an art form really. Obviously it's not successful 100% of the time, but I mean even the "Bend & Snap" only has a 98% success rate of getting a man's attention & when used appropriately, it has an 83% rate of a return on a dinner invitation. Woops, I digress. Sorry for getting all Elle Woods on you there. I will buy my own RBVs to start the night & then after those have kicked in & I'm ready for beer, I begin my maneuvering. You can't attack with a friend because they rarely offer to buy both of you a drink. In Hawaii however, some kid asked me what I was drinking & I told him 2 Bud Lights, 1 for me & 1 for Sarah. He looked annoyed but got them anyway.

The thing about buying drinks though, is that sometimes guys feel as if you now owe them something because they bought you a drink. Clearly T-Pain does. In my opinion, you owe them nothing. We immediately ditched the kid in Hawaii but he kept following. Thanks for the drink, but get the hint. It's not like you just went up to somebody & said "Hey you, wanna buy me a drink?" At least I hope you wouldn't do that, you saucy minx. If they offer to buy you a drink, that's on them. You can then decide whether or not you're interested & continue conversation or cut it off & run. Just because you agree to have a man buy you a drink does not mean you agreed to a night-long relationship. On Valentine's Day, I was in all my pimpin' glory. I had so many Valentine's & so many drinks bought for me, it was grand. I mean maybe this explains my lack of relationships but who cares, I'm having fun. It really is a playing field with this kind of game plan & that makes it all the more interesting.

Movie Review: The Curious Case of Benjamin Button

2009-02-14T11:46:00.005-05:00

Going into the movie The Curious Case of Benjamin Button, I was told it was very depressing so I should be prepared for that. I think these warnings were a little much because I mean, yes it was sad but it was just such a good movie that I couldn't think about being depressed. It was basically a movie that had a continual theme of death but it was in a way that made it just a part of life & not something overly sad. I'm still not entirely sure why he was aging backwards & I know it had something to do with that clock, I just don't get why it was him. I suppose as movie-goers we're just meant to accept this, but I always look far to into everything.

The acting was superb. Brad totally deserves the Oscar, except his pretend New Orleans accent didn't really do it for me. His face, however gets me every time because he looked beautiful. I was trying to figure out how they made him so mini as an old man at the ripe old age of 7, but they used other actors for his body & just put tons of make-up on, I suppose. It still looked like Brad, though so I guess that's why it's nominated for the Oscar for Make-up & lots of other special effects. The sets, the costumes, the directing, everything was just great. I didn't see all of the other movies nominated for Best Picture yet, so I can't say it should win but I really enjoyed it.

It's a really interesting concept for a movie. In the beginning when he appeared to be so old, he met a young girl & you normally would be creeped out by this but you can't be, because technically he's supposed to be the same age as her. As they get closer in age, the roles begin to reverse & she's the creepy one. I'm not really ruining the movie by saying this because you know what's happening the whole time. It definitely is about true love, though whether that love is between a man & a woman, a parent & child or friends.

Grade: A

P.S. Happy Valentines Day!

The Commuter Diaries

2009-02-12T20:00:00.004-05:00

So I've been a commuter for a grand total of 4 days but I've already had some things happen that I found quite amusing, so I thought I'd share them. The "Commuter Diaries" is almost exactly like that movie Basketball Diaries, except for the whole giving sexual favors in exchange for drugs & money. We commuters exchange sexual favors for free bus rides (although most people just opt for the old fashioned way of paying their $5.) I generally just sleep on the bus but the few times I have been awake, I've seen some pretty interesting things.

This morning, I opened my eyes for a brief minute & I happen to catch a glimpse of a bumper sticker someone had on their car & I couldn't help but chuckle aloud to myself. It said, "I'm only speeding because I really have to poop." Stupid & disgusting, yet quite comical...my kind of humor to a T. Then I closed my eyes again & when I opened them at one of the last stops on the island, the bus was a lot more crowded. Then, on walks this woman with, I kid you not, warts all over her face. I had an empty seat next to me so I prayed to God that this warty woman would not sit there because I didn't wanna catch whatever toad-like disease she was carrying. I was about to pull a Forest Gump on her ass & tell her "seats taken, can't sit hea" (in my most Alabama-like accent) but luckily she hopped along & didn't even attempt to sit. She must have seen my sleepy, disgust-filled eyes glaring at her.

On my way home from work, an X8 pulls up just as I am getting to the stop & I thought "Oh perfect!" The driver opens up the doors & I obligingly get on & he immediately tells me to get off. I was of course confused because if that warty woman was allowed out of her contamination cellar & onto public transportation then why was I being rejected? I thought karma, but he told me that he was "Not In Service" & this is how the conversation went...

Amy: "But weren't you just an X8?"
Bus Driver: "Yes, but now I'm not in service."
Amy: "Did your bus break down?"
Bus Driver: "No"
Amy: "Are you on a break?"
Bus Driver: "No"
Amy: "Then why are you not in service?"
Bus Driver: "Because I just am, now get off."

In the words of Stephanie Tanner...how RUDE! I hate buses that are "Not In Service". There's enough traffic in NY, we really don't need buses that are serving no purpose whatsoever driving around & clogging up the roads. Either park it or pick me up. I was on a bus recently that after I swiped my MetroCard, it became a "Not In Service" but that's because there was a serious problem. By serious problem, I mean that (in the words of the driver) "the mirror is spinny". I don't know what that means to you but to me, it meant I had to sit on the bus for 20 extra minutes until they could fix the "spinny mirror". That's all I've got for now but I'm sure there will be plenty of other adventures to come, so stay tuned.

Standing By My Man

2009-02-09T16:35:00.006-05:00

I suppose I couldn't just let this controversy pass on by without mentioning it. As it seems, my Alex (& yes, he's still my Alex despite this silliness) has admitted to using steroids from 2001-2003 while he was with the Texas Rangers. Whenever anyone has brought it up to me, I just say I don't wanna talk about it because I wanted to hear what Alex had to say for himself beforehand. Today he had an interview with Peter Gammons on ESPN, so now I think my time has come to comment.

I am in no way condoning what he did, but I guess he just felt pressure to live up to his contract. Maybe he realized it was the wrong thing to do & saw his numbers really weren't all that much better & gave it up when he came to the Yankees. I mean, at least he was man enough to admit it & not try to deny knowing about it or even worse, pin it on his wife like Roger Clemens did (although by the looks of Cynthia, I really wouldn't be surprised if she had some roid-rage of her own.) He's human, he made a mistake. He's not exactly a clutch player so I'm hoping this doesn't add more pressure to him. He said in his interview that getting this all out in the open was a good feeling for him & that "the truth will set you free". He did this to himself so we will just have to wait & see. If he does good, he will be cheered. If not, you can guess. He made his bed so now he has to lay in it.

What I wanna know is what about these other 103 players that tested positive? There is no doubt in my mind that there are plenty of other big names on that list but they are only singling out Alex. These were anonymous tests so he could probably sue the union if he wanted to for releasing that information because that's gotta be some sort of breach of contract. And why release it now? If they were going to do that then why wouldn't they have done it sooner? And why save it if you were never supposed to release it?

I get that baseball is a game of numbers so by him doing steroids, he taints those numbers. I really believe, though that if you take away those 3 years, those 156 homeruns & those 395 RBIs, his numbers will still be up there with the greatest of all time. He cannot be denied the Hall of Fame because of this. We romanticize the game of baseball & call these the "Steroid Years" & now the game is ruined. Let's be honest, though. Joe D & Mickey Mantle & Babe Ruth were not gods. If they had available to them what players have available to them now, they would do the same thing. I also have to wonder why it's such an enormous deal in baseball but steroids in football, nobody gives a shit about. Don't even try to say there aren't any in football because that's the funny thing I've ever heard.

Alex is my favorite player so I am giving him the benefit of the doubt & believing that he is not doing it anymore. I know how hard he works out, I mean I did often stalk him when he was working out at the U. I don't think he should be punished unless they want to punish every one of those other 103 players. If anything, take away his MVP award that year. He still won two more when he was clean. In fact, 2007 was one of the best seasons of his career. He is still one of the greatest players to ever play the game of baseball & this does not alter my opinion of him. Of course I am disappointed but I truly believe that he is sorry for what he did & you could tell that by how emotional he was. Everyone makes mistakes & I am willing to forgive. I will be cheering for him as I always do with my #13 jersey on come the start of the season.

Movie Review: He's Just Not That Into You

2009-02-08T11:49:00.003-05:00

After reading the book, He's Just Not That Into You I looked at life/love situations from a different perspective. I loved the book so naturally when I heard they were making a movie about it I was excited. Then I heard who was in the cast & I was even more excited. Halfway into the movie, however I was very unexcited. It made me completely depressed & feel like I will never find anyone who is really "that into me". Then I slapped myself back into reality & realized that not every relationship is so incredibly flawed & doomed to failure.

The character "Gigi" reminded me of How To Lose a Guy in 10 Days when she's trying to drive the guy away, except they expected us to believe this was how the girl really was. She was the ultimate caricature of what girls do wrong & it just made the whole thing so unrealistic. It was entertaining & funny because I think we all have a little bit of this girl in us sometimes but definitely not to that extreme. It made women look so pathetic, though, which again made the movie depressing. Jennifer Aniston was by far my favorite part of the movie because until the end she was the only female character who was remotely strong.

Three quarters into the movie was when it started to get better for me. It was overall a cute movie but definitely not as good as I'd hoped for. It kind of gave a mixed message at the end because the whole idea of the book was to make you believe you are not the exception, you are the rule. Life is not a movie so as women, we shouldn't believe that men will change, blah blah blah. Since this was a movie, however you got your typical movie endings. I think in the end, they should have just left it as a good book & not tried to make it anymore then that.

Grade: C+

A Brief Blog About the Hog

2009-02-02T14:50:00.002-05:00

Although I already wrote a blog today, I forgot what important national holiday that today is...Groundhog Day! It's the silliest of traditions. If the groundhog sees his shadow, we have 6 more weeks of winter; if not, we get spring. My gripe about this is that if he sees his shadow, doesn't that mean that it's sunny & that it should be spring? Here on the Isle of Staten, we have contradicting weather-hogs. Punxatawny (or however the F you spell it) Phil did indeed see his shadow, whereas good old Staten Island Chuck did not. I guess this means that SI, NY is getting an early spring while everyone else has to suffer. It's nice living in our own little world sometimes.

Superbowl Funday

2009-02-02T12:35:00.000-05:00

No my team was not in the Superbowl this year but that couldn't get me down. Superbowl Sunday is such a wonderful holiday. Why it's not officially a national holiday I don't know. I remember hearing on the radio a while ago that the Top 3 days of the year that people in America drink are New Years Eve, St. Patricks Day & the Superbowl. I'd add my birthday to that list too but even with the amount I drink on that day, I don't think it would average out to the Top 3. Top 10, maybe.

Everyone watches the game, even if they don't like football. My mom watches it for the commercials & halftime show. But no matter what your reason for watching, you still drink an absurd amount of beer & eat too much & are hungover the next day. This much is obvious. The Monday after the Superbowl is a miserable one. We're all going through the same thing. Well not me, I'm unemployed so I can be hungover on my couch but I can still relate. Just as everyone has off for New Year's Day, they should also have off the Monday after the Superbowl. New Year's Day isn't a real holiday, we're just off to sleep off that hangover (since the Eve is the #1 drinking day/night). If you think about it, people aren't productive on that Monday anyway so what's the point of working? I don't know statistics or anything but I'd guess that a lot of people call in sick, probably more then your average Monday.

Going to work the Monday after the Superbowl is about as productive as those Friday morning classes we had in Miami. If I was a college professor, I'd cancel all my classes that day or at least morning classes. This would be not only for my own benefit but I bet you the students wouldn't complain. Who do you petition about this? Obama keeps saying it's time for change, well how about we throw this in with all the things that should change! Who's in?

As for this year's game, congratulations to the "Shitsburg Squeelers" as El Sanko would say, although she probably wouldn't congratulate them. It was a good game & I really wanted Arizona to pull it off, but just wasn't in the Cards I suppose (yes pun intended.) Good job Calais, with the tackle in the 1st Quarter (I could've been a Superbowl wife.) Jennifer Hudson was absolutely phenomenal singing the National Anthem & I love her so much. Got a little choked up actually because it was just such a wonderful rendition. The Boss was pretty good at Halftime, although I would've liked it better if Kevin Boss was playing during the game. Oh well, I sound like a Mets fan but we'll get 'em next year.

Movie Review: Revolutionary Road

2009-01-30T11:30:00.004-05:00

Movie reviewer time. Yesterday I went to see Revolutionary Road & I wasn't exactly sure what to expect. I didn't really know what it was about but it looked interesting from the previews & I mean who wasn't excited that Leo & Kate were together again? Not to mention the unsinkable Molly Brown, Kathy Bates.

With that said, obviously the acting was terrific because the cast was really phenomenal. Leo is like a fine wine, he just gets better with age. The story is about a young couple who expected a lot out of themselves, but they ended up just like everyone else of that time: she was a housewife & he was a businessman. They were forced to conform to society & were not happy about it. They didn't fit the mold. He looked at his father & didn't want to become that but it's exactly what he became. The only time they were happy is when they were going to escape. They lived on Revolutionary Road & they were revolutionaries. They wanted to move & she would support him, which everyone thought was crazy. As it turned out, the only person who saw past their "perfect" exterior was insane & visiting from a mental institution. Society drove them crazy & they constantly had to put on a show.

The movie was very well-done. I'm not an expert on cinematography or any of those production categories but this was really good stuff. The costumes & set designs were also great. It reminded me of Leave it to Beaver meets The Stepford Wives meets something new. The costumes helped tell the story of what was happening. Everyone was dressed the same going to work & it just reinforced the idea of conformity. The concept of the movie also was really interesting. Watching it I thought, this must be what it was like in the Cleaver household behind closed doors.

The movie did a great job in making you come away with a feeling of resentment. It made me so glad I didn't live in that time because as a woman, I couldn't stand having to be that perfect housewife all the time & nothing more then that. She was someone who wanted more then that & she was ultimately punished for it. Despite a woman in my theater continuously stating throughout that she thought it was a very weird movie, overall I enjoyed it. It was a beautifully artistic movie & I think this quote from it sums it up nicely. "If being crazy means living life so it matters then I don't care if we're completely insane."

Grade: A

A Little Glance Into My Subconscious

2009-01-25T14:34:00.005-05:00

I generally have some pretty weird dreams but last night was definitely up there with the most bizarre of all time. It started off outside of my grammar school church of St. Charles. Two of the priests, Msgr. Kelly & Msgr. Gaffney (who both died many years ago) walked by & everyone was supposed to walk with them to get into church. I was eating a candy cane so they wouldn't let me in. I had to sneak in the side & my whole family was there, including my grandmother, who also died many years ago. We also weren't at church, it was the Olympics. My "cousin" Dean was going for the gold medal in doubles for tennis & we were all there to watch. My uncle asked my other cousin Lindsay to get him coffee & she wanted to get something to eat so I went with her to the candy cart outside. Natalie was sitting in her car, so I went with her & then I woke up.

I have one of those dream books & although I think the interpretation of dreams is a load of crap, I decided to look some of these things up...

- To dream of seeing the dead, living & happy, signifies that you are letting wrong influences into your life, which will bring material loss if not corrected by the assumption of your own will power.
- To dream of peppermint, denotes pleasant entertainments & interesting affairs. To a young woman, this dream warns her against seductive pleasures.
- If you see your uncle in a dream, you will have news of a sad character soon.
- Dreaming of one's cousin, denotes disappointment & afflictions.

So in summary, basically everything will make me sad or disappointed. I've even been warned of seductive pleasure because I happen to have been eating a candy cane. Or perhaps I dreamt of a candy cane because I have peppermint chapstick & I happened to taste that & it popped into my dream. The rest of the things in the dream were too weird I guess, because they were not in the book. Is a church turning into an Olympic tennis court not a common dream? Whether you believe this or not, I still thought it was interesting enough to blog about & since there's no football today, I had nothing better to do.

Movie Review: Marley & Me

2009-01-21T14:40:00.005-05:00

I was thinking yesterday & I came to the conclusion that rather than sitting at home all day sometimes when I don't have work, I will go to movie matinees. There are so many movies out that I want to see & everyone is always too busy to come, so why not? Now, before I review the movie I am going to tell you my film critic guidelines, since I am hoping to get discovered as the next Roger Ebert in the very near future.

I'm not going to give it a thumbs up rating or stars or anything like that. I am basing it on a grading system, such as in college with letter grades. A+ is an option (& so is an F- in rare cases such as When Mars Attacks.) My criteria include, but are not limited to acting, direction, costumes, set design, musical score, continuity, concept, etc. Also does the movie make you feel what you're supposed to feel? And obviously, the overall movie experience. Now onto the review...

Marley & Me was a love story, of sorts; it was a movie about unconditional love. It's not going to win any Oscars or major awards but for any dog lover, it gives you a movie that makes you want to go home & hug your dog (which is precisely what I did when I got home.) The concept of the movie was very simple but enjoyable. It was about a family that had a dog. Basically, that's the end of the story. It showed the trials & tribulations of having a pet & what we go through for them. If you don't have a dog, you will probably enjoy the movie but not quite understand it, the way a dog owner would.

Watching it, you can tell that Jennifer Aniston & Owen Wilson are definitely dog people. They interacted really sweetly with the dog & they were very good at their parts. On the other side of that coin, they weren't exactly challenging roles to play. Costumes, sets, etc. were all nice but nothing all that original or complicated. I did enjoy the scene where Owen & Eric Dane were in Coconut Grove & went to Monty's, though! It was never mentioned as the name of the place but having been there/sat at the very table they sat at, I obviously knew where it was. They also captured the South Florida thunderstorms very true to form.

As far as whether or not the movie made me feel what it was supposed to, job well done. It was cute, it made me laugh & it made me cry. There was a part at the end that was really cheesy (hint, it involves a necklace) but other then that, I found it heart-warming. It's a very relatable movie, especially the parts like letting the crying puppy into your bed or the way the dog interacted with the kids. If you're going on a first date, don't see this movie. Overall, I liked it. I recommend watching it at home while snuggling with your dog, though & not at the movie theater because not only will you be surrounded by crying strangers but also all you'll want to do is hug your dog.

Grade: B

Self-Diagnosing Guru

2009-01-18T17:31:00.001-05:00

I've always hated the cold weather. Hate really isn't a strong enough word, actually. In recent years, this hatred has gotten to be so much more. I came across an article the other day & it was about Seasonal Affective Disorder & reading it was like a checklist for me. I have self-diagnosed myself with this. You may have S.A.D. if you:

Feel sad, grumpy, moody, or anxious.
Lose interest in your usual activities.
Eat more and crave carbohydrates, such as bread and pasta.
Gain weight.
Sleep more and feel drowsy during the daytime.

I mean really it makes perfect sense. A rut is defined as "a fixed, usually boring routine." I have been going through exactly that lately. It's the same feeling I had about life right before I moved to Miami. I avoid getting out of bed when I can help it. All I keep thinking is that I just need to be in a bikini & lay on the beach in the warm sun. If it were up to me, I'd wear my bikini & nothing but all day every day. It brings me to my happy place. I'd gladly come face to face with that shark again as long as it meant I was someplace tropical. Well, maybe not but pretty damn close. When I came home from the Bahamas senior year of college, it snowed the next day & I had to shovel the sidewalk. I literally cried throughout the whole thing. No, seriously. At the time, I thought I just missed the Bahamas but I think it was more then that. I refuse to shovel snow now. I did a half-ass job of it the other day but why bother because it just snowed again! F that. If the mailman slips on the ice, oops my bad.

In a side note, let me just say that I had the opportunity to hook up with someone who is now on the Arizona Cardinals & I turned him down. The further they got along in the playoffs, the worse I felt about this. Now that they're in the Superbowl you can be sure that I certainly regret that decision! Talk about kicking a girl when she's down.

"The City"

2009-01-14T15:15:00.007-05:00

With the premier of "The City" on MTV, a lot of my friends & I have been discussing the show. I think the general consensus is that we like it, if for no other reason than just because we're familiar with the places they've been going. Although most of the set-ups & conversations are obviously fake, I still enjoy watching it. I was very skeptical about it because if anyone should have their own reality show in NYC, it should be me. But I gave it a chance & I admit that I do like it. I do have a theory about it, however.

A while ago, I saw something (I believe on MTV.com) that was asking for girls who were into fashion, going out to nice clubs, etc. from NY that could be comparable to the girls from "The Hills". I of course forgot about it & never sent in my tape on time, or else who knows what this show could be like. Olivia Palermo is a socialite or "social" as she likes to refer to herself as. She is known in these little circles of uptown snobs & has been featured in New Yorker magazine. Her dad, who happens to be her supplier of money, is also broke. He lost a multi-million dollar bankruptcy suit. Little Olivia, in fear of losing her lifestyle obviously thought she would be the perfect candidate for such a show & the money it offered would be an added bonus. So she somehow got her father to pull some strings & get her a job at Diane von Furstenburg. When push comes to shove, I wouldn't be surprised if she heard Whitney would be working there & somehow weaseled her way onto the show that way. Or was she the one who suggested the job for Whitney in the first place! Who knows, but I hate her. It seems like Whitney has more responsibilities than her anyway & she sort of works under her. Kelly Cutrone, Whitney's old boss, said she knew who Olivia was & was very surprised when she found out that the girl was actually working. I think Kelly was thinking along the same lines as I was. I also found it hilarious when she told Whitney that she shouldn't rely on a guy & she should be independent. Perhaps someone should let Ms. Palermo know that being independent does not mean relying on one's father's money.

As for the other characters on the show, I generally like them. Whitney is more interesting then I thought she would be & she's super nice so I of course continue to like her. Jay bothers me. That whole apartment thing really annoyed me, because nobody finds such a perfect apartment in NY that easily. Erin seems very cool & I'd totally be friends with her. My question is how are her & Whitney friends? That just popped up out of nowhere. I guess she won the MTV show idea & she & Whitney were just supposed to pretend that they go way back. Either way, I will continue to watch & keep looking for my face in the crowds of "The City".

Let's Get Ready to Rumble

2009-01-10T15:11:00.006-05:00

With the playoffs going on & my Giants playing tomorrow, you might think that this post will be about football. Well surprise! You thought wrong. I'm actually going to write about basketball & hockey, two sports I don't believe I have ever discussed on this blog. You may also ask, but Amy, what do these sports have to do with one another? Well I will answer that question a bit later on, so stick around.

First off, let's make a few things clear. I am not a hockey fan, but because I've had to watch it as of late with my job, I have come to the conclusion that I no longer hate it. I lean towards the Devils & probably the only reason for that is Zach Parise. That stud certainly has a little piece of this heart. I also have to watch NBA games at My9 so I have begun to care more about the NBA than just the Playoffs. I would also now have to say that I have become a Nets fan. Vince & Devin Harris are my favorites. I might even go as far as to say that I'd cheer for them over the Lakers, which is really saying something since I own a Kobe jersey & all. I still stick with my guns that the NBA is not as good as college hoops but it's growing on me.

Now here is why I decided to write about these sports in the same entry: fighting. I have a bit of a gripe about this. Obviously in hockey, the players are allowed to fight. A couple of days ago, a guy from the Senators bit somebody & drew blood through his gloves! Call me crazy but that's a little out of hand. On the other side of that spectrum is basketball. Jack McClinton (another love of mine) was ejected from the Miami-Ohio State game for a "flagrant foul" & Miami went on to lose that game because of it. I was watching the game & he barely touched the kid! It was an absurd call, especially because it came after the Ohio State kid hit Jack first with no foul called. I'm not advocating fighting in basketball but if somebody hits you, you should at least be able to get a little slap in to defend yourself. If Jack wanted to really hit this kid, trust me he wouldn't have just slapped him. I mean call a foul or something, that's fine but an ejection? Let the boys play. If you can all-but take off your skate & slice someone's throat in hockey, I'm pretty sure they can be a little more lenient in basketball.

That's all I've got. Done venting, thanks for listening (or uh, reading.) Go Giants!

Blogger's Block

2009-01-05T15:50:00.003-05:00

I usually like to blog at least once a week but I feel like I have not been getting enough inspiration for my posts. I suffer from a common ailment referred to as Blogger's Block, kind of like writer's block but since I'm no writer I can't have that. There are times when the ideas just flow out of me like water through the Nile, but other times when I have absolutely no idea. This is one of those times, so I figure I'll just write about some things that are currently going on in my life.

The Giants will be playing the Eagles in the divisional playoffs on Sunday. I wanted Minnesota to beat Philly because I would have rather faced the Cardinals, but I guess one bird is no better than the other. I know we can beat either team but since the Eagles are playing really well right now, I was leaning towards Arizona. Whatever, you gotta beat the best to be the best & we will be once again. Mark Teixeira's press conference will be held tomorrow, making his Yankee-dom official. Spring Training tickets also will be going on sale this week. I will be waking up at 9 AM on Friday to get tickets for the exhibition games against the Cubbies. The best seats in the house for no more then $50 a ticket. I'm buying as many as physically possible & if I can't find people to go, I'll just sell them on StubHub for far more then that.

My parents are going away for the next 2 weeks. That gives me the whole house to myself for that time, which should be grand. It's funny because my mom was trying to convince me to have friends come over so I wouldn't be alone but I really don't see a full-on party erupting in their absence. I just have to remember to feed Maggie, water the plants & pick up Pop Pop from time to time, & I can certainly do that. This Friday, we will also be having an R4 reunion in the city. Sarah is home from Hawaii so we're trying to get as many of us together as possible to celebrate this joyous occasion. I think that's about it. Nothing too exciting, like I said. If I get inspired to blog in the very near future, though you will be the first to know.

Maybe This Year Will Be Better Then The Last...

2008-12-30T18:24:00.005-05:00

I am normally in high spirits around the holidays but New Years always brings me down. First there is the stress of planning something. Everyone always hypes up New Years so if it's not the best night ever, it's basically a disappointment. We always have a controversy of what to do every year & ringing in 2009 was no different.

I in no way, shape or form wanted to go into the city. I hate the crowds on a normal December day around there & it's at least 100 times worse on that particular day of the year. I also have to work the next day so I didn't want to make the trek to Atlantic City. I wanted to get dressed up & go somewhere, but I didn't know where. I dreamed of one of those perfect When Harry Met Sally type of New Years Eves but there was no such thing available to me. We settled on Arirang, which should be a good time. Delicious food, open bar & a dance floor...all I need to have a good time. Not to mention it's on the Island so it's very easily accessible.

Every year at midnight, I always get a little twinge of sadness. I don't know if it's the fact that I do not have someone to kiss when that ball goes down or what. It could be the fear of another year passing, which means another year older. Perhaps it's even the nostalgia for years past. I don't know but it's the same feeling every year. It is always a happy time though, too. To quote the Cunning Carla, (not Long Limbs Lenore) "Don't you just love New Years? You can start all over." I have an easy resolution this year & that is to get a job. If I don't accomplish that in a year, I should probably just give up & find a dying billionaire to marry, so I'll be set for life. Maybe that should be my resolution instead. Hmm. Well, I won't rule it out. Happy 2009 everybody!

'Tis the Season

2008-12-26T17:06:00.004-05:00

Well Merry belated Christmas everybody! I had a wonderful Christmas this year, as I generally do. The holiday is not over though because we're visiting family for the next couple of days, which should be a lot of fun. Saturday, Sam & I were originally supposed to go to the Miami-St. John's game at the Garden but plans changed so I'm going to visit the fam in Jersey instead. I love how everyone has their own little traditions they have to do.

I was originally supposed to work on Christmas Eve, which I was pretty bummed about because I was going to miss everything that went on. Pop Pop comes over every year & so do my brothers & Kelly. Once I got to work, there was absolutely nothing for me to do & the only game was the ND-Hawaii game so I asked if I could go home since it was silly for me to be there. Luckily, I was able to & didn't miss a thing. Christmas Eve is the only holiday that we acknowledge that we have another heritage besides just Italian. On Christmas Eve, we have some Swedish food for my dad. Sill is the thing that we all dread. It's pickled herring & you have to have at least one piece. My piece is usually no bigger then my pinkie finger nail. The other usual food includes homemade mac & cheese, meatballs, shrimp & some other pickings. After dinner/dessert we open the presents from my grandparents & Uncle Den. Then we watch "It's a Wonderful Life" & cry. The last thing we do before bed is read "The Night Before Christmas". We have been doing this for as long as I can remember & it's definitely one of those traditions that's going to continue on when I have kids.

On Christmas morning, you wake up & open your stocking. Then you can go & look to see what Santa brought. My brothers & Kelly come in the morning & we open presents for several hours. When we were little we had a limit to how early we could get up & we had a door closing off the back porch so we couldn't see what was back there until my dad opened it. Pop Pop & Rae come over later in the day & we open presents with them & then eat for the rest of the day. This year we got Wii Fit so we worked off what we ate with that. That's about it as far as traditions go. I hope you had a lovely Christmas!

Recession Sheshmession

2008-12-23T18:35:00.007-05:00

I love listening to Red Sox crying right now. Watching SportsCenter is putting such a smile on this little face of mine. In case you haven't heard yet, the Yankees have agreed to a preliminary deal with Mark Teixeira. Not only is he the top free agent position player of this year, but he was also at the top of the Red Sox wish list. I love how Steve Phillips of ESPN (an obvious Boston fan) tries to make it seem like it's not such a big deal & now the Yankees are "at the Red Sox level". We got the best hitter & the top 2 free agent pitchers. Give up. We won this round, Steve.

The Yankees were considered out of the race for Teixeira because of our other high-priced acquisitions of the off-season. Today, however the Yankees pulled a similar feat that they did in 2004 when Alex came to the team...they surprised everyone! Both times we pulled the rug right out from underneath the Red Sox & they were left flat on their asses. Alex was my favorite Valentine's gift the Yankees ever gave me; Teixeira is my favorite Christmas present.

As for these animals who keep complaining about my team making it unfair for them, let's look at the stats. First of all, the Yankees got rid of over $88 million of next season's salary by shedding some dead weight (cough, Carl Pavano). Bobby Abreu, Mike Mussina & Jason Giambi were all making big money too & we no longer have to worry about that. Giambi was making $21M/year, Teixeira will be making $22.5M. Is he worth the additional $1.5M? Um, are you kidding? Of course he is. Our top 3 free agent signings total up to $64M/year. We have a lower payroll this year then we did last year, so why would we not go for him? Really, we're making it a more even playing field if we're lowering our payroll. So quit complaining.

The reason we have the ability to pay all this money is multi-fold. Let's start with our brand new beautiful stadium that is going to generate more revenue in one year then the Pirates can hope to make in 5. When you sell out every game with select seats priced as much as $2500, what do you expect us to do with all this money? We also have the #1 Regional Sports network in the country with YES (can you tell I used to do P.R. for them?) The network brings in big dollars. Also, the Yankee brand is just an automatic money-maker. I mean crazy folks even get such symbols tattooed on their bodies, for goodness sake!

I personally appreciate what the Steinbrenner family does. They want to win & they will spend money in order to ensure this. Whether or not the economy continues to plummet has no baring on the NYY. They give we, the fans reason to be fans because we like cheering for a team that wins. Think what you want about our "evil empire" but they do it for us. The Yankees have always spent money to get big names, so it doesn't matter. Keep crying about it being unfair because I will be looking down at you from atop the American League East smiling, come October.

Fantasy Psychic (Reprise)

2008-12-18T16:28:00.006-05:00

I wrote a post a couple of months back declaring myself as a Fantasy Baseball Psychic. I would like to re-instate this title once again. I loved Xavier Nady on my fantasy team, then he was a Yankee. I picked up Pudge & the next day, he was a Yankee (although not a very productive one). In addition to these players, I also had CC & AJ Burnett as my top 2 pitchers. If not for these 2, I would not have won my league because in the last week of the fantasy season, they had combined over 30 strikeouts. I beat my opponent by a score of 6-4 because I won strikeouts in the last week.

Today the press conference took place announcing the 2 of them as Yankees & I am more excited then ever to have them on my real team. They both seem to have the right mentality to play for the Yankees & I feel like they are going to be a great fit. Even though neither of them have pitched on as big of a stage as NY, they have each stepped up to the plate when it was most important. AJ always pitches phenomenal against both the Yankees & Red Sox because those were the teams to beat in the AL East. Let's hope he keeps up the good work against Boston. CC basically single-handedly took Milwaukee to the play-offs last year. He was a big game pitcher for them when it mattered most. He is also a great presence in the clubhouse & seems like he will be a great teammate. I think Joba can learn a lot from him. AJ is oft injured but had a great season last year. I appreciated his answer when he said that he has learned how to take care of his body now & doesn't foresee injuries as a big problem anymore. Perhaps he should adopt Alex's workout regimen. All-in-all I am very excited about the acquisition of both of these players. I was a little skeptical at first but I really think they will be a good fit & I look forward to the 2009 season!

And in a side note...Manny Ramirez was not on my fantasy team & I do not want him on my regular team. I do not care how good of a hitter he is, he is not a Yankee. You saw what he did to the Red Sox. He's trouble. He will disrupt the team & cause more problems then he's worth. If he is acquired, I will never acknowledge him as a Yankee.

Christmas Light Connoisseur

2008-12-15T12:50:00.005-05:00

I love the holiday season. Seeing Christmas trees lit up, lights lining the streets & just decorating to the extreme. It really brightens up the night with the amount of lights everywhere. Some people abuse this privilege though. You know who I mean. Those that try & be Clark Griswald. Those tacky people who put up far too many things & mix everything all together. Call me a Christmas light racist, but the lights need to be segregated: colored & white do not mix!

I am so judgmental of people who do this. I tend to drive slower during the holiday season, just to appreciate the holiday spirit around me but then there are those eye sores that just make me wanna drive my car right into the front of their house to put not only myself out of the misery, but their house as well. If you put icicle lights around your ledge, do NOT have them in colors. They are icicles; icicles are white. Also, don't decorate half your house with colors & half with white. Pick one. I personally prefer white, red or green lights but if a house is decorated with all colored lights & nothing but colored lights, I will accept it. Under no circumstances should you ever think that decorating one bush colored, one white, one red, one blue & one green is a good idea. Trust me, it's not. I also have a problem with blue lights. Unless you are Jewish, blue lights should not be used. Christmas colors are red, green & white so stick with the traditional. Also, this is a religious holiday not an American one so please avoid red, white & blue. I also HATE when people have blinking lights that are more like Las Vegas then La Navidad.

One of my biggest decorating pet peeves is those massive, imposing blow-up items. One is acceptable on a very large lawn. People on Staten Island do not have large lawns, do not use them. If you can't pull off one, then you definitely can't pull off multiple. Nor can anyone get away with some of the designs of these hideous creations. Since when does Santa ride in a helicopter? I am so against these for every holiday season. There was a family that lived near me in Coral Gables that had at least one for every holiday. At Christmas time last year, I counted & they had 14. FOURTEEN! I don't care if you live on a golf course (which these people certainly did not) you cannot get away with 14.

My mother tries to go against my advice at times when I am not around to defend myself. I knew Maggie was meant to be my dog when she chose to chew on the blue lights while we were decorating on her first Christmas before Linda could put them up behind my back. Luckily for my sanity, I was around for decorating this year & was able to stop any unnecessary colors. We have a very tasteful white light display on the bushes in front of the house. She did get some sort of twinkle light that I am not so into but even I can compromise. Red, white & green lights also surround the door & the inside window. Traditional, tasteful, terrific.

Don't Hate the Player...

2008-12-12T16:52:00.002-05:00

I have recently come to the conclusion that I have no game. Maybe I used to but definitely not anymore. I don't really know what happened to me. I used to have the ability to get any guy I wanted & this is not me bragging, this is simply the truth. Now that I am no longer in a college environment & am in the real world, I do not know proper etiquette. I also have extremely bad taste in men.

There once was a boy at Marist who none of us hooked up with but we all loved him in a brotherly-like way. One day while he was eating lunch with us, he was telling us what would be his perfect girl. He described me to a T, right down to the sweatpants. I recently discovered that this boy has since been arrested several times & is on crack. What does that say about me, that I am a crack head's dream girl?

In college, I never really worried about how often I talked to a guy or when we would see each other, etc. I would usually bump into the guy on campus & would definitely see him out at the bar several times throughout the week. Always drunk & always sloppy drunk make-outs. Walk of shame the next morning. That was my life. We never went out on dates because why would we?

Now in my post-college life, sloppy drunk make-outs are few & far between. In order to see the boy, we now need to be in contact with each other & make plans. This is where I have no game. I don't know how often is too often to talk or not often enough. Nor do I know if it's okay for me to contact him & when. I don't want to ruin anything but I have no experience in this area of life. I do not know how to have game in a post-college world!

Oh, Christmas Tree

2008-12-04T15:36:00.008-05:00

I just got back from picking out my first ever live Christmas tree! I've always wanted a live one but we had our artificial that we use every year. I think my parents were sick of hearing me complain about how much I hate colored lights, (& that's what happens to be on our tree) so they gave in & we got a real one. It's so fun to pick out a tree & I think every one I saw I liked, but we finally settled on one that is perfect. It also happened to have a tag with little Texas pictures on it, so I am assuming that's where it's from, so it really couldn't be more perfect.

We're also decorating our tree differently this year. Normally we just use all of the ornaments that we've collected throughout the years & along with the colored lights it just looks like Santa threw up on our tree & left us with this big old Christmas mess. I still love it though because our trees always have character. This year, however we decided to go a new route. Since I've traveled a lot & so have my parents, we decided to get ornaments from all the places we went & this year we are going to have a "travel tree". I contributed a Vegas, Hawaii & Miami. Since obviously there wouldn't be enough to fill a whole tree, we're also putting snowflakes & stuff like that on it & will of course have white lights. I can't wait to listen to Christmas music & decorate it. As if I don't listen to enough Christmas music during the month of December. Speaking of, "Oh Christmas Tree/Oh Tannenbaum" just came on my iTunes! It's like it knew I was blogging about it right now or something. Bizarre.

But speaking of Christmas trees, Samantha & I decided to go to the tree lighting at Rockefeller Center last night. Let me tell you, what a nightmare! All I wanted to do was see Beyonce, I didn't even really care about the tree so much & we didn't even get close to either. Of course she was on a rooftop so I don't think I'd have gotten close anyway. Instead of standing in the cold unable to see anything, we just ended up at a bar watching it on TV. Strange that we would end up at a bar, I know. We ordered some sort of "Christmasy" drink, which was just a big sweet disgusting mess of a martini, but I still drank mine & half of Sam's anyway. When I saw Jaime Foxx come out on TV, I was so sad because I love him so much & I was so close to him yet so far away. I was really hoping him & Beyonce would forgo the Christmas music & just break out into Dreamgirls but I can't always get what I want. Maybe if I told them it was my birthday they would reconsider? We ended up waiting around though & saw the tree after the sea of people dissipated but not even a close up, so I'll have to go again at some point. If I ever decide to go to the lighting again, I know now to get there in the morning if I want a good spot. Probably will never happen but it's good to know.

Birthday Brat!

2008-11-30T19:57:00.003-05:00

I love my birthday. It's my favorite holiday out of the year. I still countdown to it, just like I have done my whole life. I will probably still do this forever because it is a day that I can do or say whatever I want & nobody can say anything to me because "It's my birthday!" This year I really did not overly say this phrase like I did last year but I did use it today, even though it's the day after my birth. I had some family come over & somebody needed to pick up Pop Pop & I didn't wanna do it so I used my magic words. I celebrate my birthday for at least a week so hopefully I can continue to say this for another bit & get away with it.

I love my birthday. I love how everyone texts me & calls me & writes on my facebook wall. It makes me feel like I'm super popular. In addition to the popularity, I do feel really blessed that I had so many people who cared enough to wish me a happy birthday, I really appreciate those little things. Birthdays are a big deal to me so I get kind of insulted if somebody I'm close to doesn't wish me a "Happy Birthday", to be honest. Diana, you are pardoned.

I love my birthday. I got to see my best friends & all of us were together for the first time in ages, all in honor of moi. Meghan & Mary Kate both came over, as did Lauren & Jade. It was really great to see them & it was a lovely evening. The real celebration is on Friday & I am beyond excited for that. I think we're going to have a really good turnout. People are coming that I haven't seen in a very long time & all of my worlds are going to come together, again all in honor of yours truly! I have my friends from home, some Marist kids & even some Miami. My brothers & Kelly are also coming, which is exciting because we never get to go out together. It should be so much fun & such a debaucherous event that I cannot wait! My outfit is so L.C. too, which makes me even more excited because I want to wear it every day.

Did I mention I love my birthday?

Celebrity Baby Names

2008-11-23T12:13:00.008-05:00

I'm writing this blog in honor of Ashlee Simpson & her new bouncing baby boy, Bronx Mowgli Wentz. What makes celebrities think they can name their children whatever they want? Do you think just because of who their parents are that they won't get made fun of by having a middle name that's reminiscent of a certain Jungle Book character? The kid's initials are BMW. Give me a break. That is the epitome of celebrity materialism.

Apparently the five boroughs also make great baby names. With the addition of little Bronx, we now have 4/5 of them. The Beckhams have taken care of Brooklyn, since that was where he was conceived. What the Beckhams were doing conceiving babies in Brooklyn, I will never know. We also have Queen Latifah, who I know is not a baby but she is a celebrity so she fits right now. We've got Apple Martin, which covers Manhattan (the Big Apple). All we need now is a little baby Staten. That pregnant man is pregnant again, maybe he can jump on the NYC bandwagon. Katy sent me an article on other places celebrity babies are named after.

As long as we already mentioned the Beckhams, they also have Romeo & Cruz, which I actually think are cute names. I also think Coco is cute, but it reminds me of a dog's name. That's probably because that's Amanda's dog's name. Shiloh is the name of Jade's cat & that is much cuter for a cat then for a baby. The Jolie-Pitts are repeat offenders. I mean come on, Knox? Lucky for them the kid will be stunningly beautiful with those parents. I'm pretty sure the adopted ones already had names when they got them so I won't count that against them. The name Suri has been accepted because she's just so adorable but I don't see it catching on for too many regular babies. Tom Cruise's ex, Nicole Kidman channeled Wednesday Adams from the Adams Family with her little Sunday. She should probably have 6 more & stick with that trend. Gwyneth Paltrow said she chose Apple because apples are sweet, which is the worst reason I've ever heard. Why'd you choose Moses then for your second kid? You've got Harlow Madden, named after Jean Harlow. Also Scout Willis, named after the "To Kill a Mockingbird" character. Who knows why Jessica Alba chose the name Honor? Let's not forget Sylvester Stallone's daughter Sage Moonblood, which I'm not even going to begin to try to explain.

I get they are all trying to be unique with their names but each one really just tries to outdo the next. I would like my children to have unique names but there are limits. I won't go naming them Yankee or Vodka or anything ridiculous like that because I happen to like it. I don't think naming them after a place is so awful but it shouldn't just be a random place like Alabama. I've always loved Texas, so I have Austin as one of my names if I have a boy. I also like Savannah for a girl, even though I have never been to Georgia I just enjoy the name. Whatever your reasoning, just remember your kids have to live with that the rest of their life. I am personally happy that I don't have celebrity parents just for that reason.

Twilight Movie Review

2008-11-21T12:18:00.009-05:00

Everyone always says that the book was better then the movie & I think the only movie I might disagree with on that point is The Notebook. I read the book after seeing the movie & it was good, but the movie just added something to it. But I digress, what I came here to talk about today is Twilight. Samantha & I went to see the midnight showing of it last night like the big nerds that we are. I came away pleased with it but I'm realizing that the more I think about it, the more I didn't like it.

This book left quite a bit up to interpretation but there were certain things that were not to be interpreted. The vampires in the book are described as the most beautiful "human beings" she has ever seen. This group that was cast was certainly not that. Edward was attractive but the Edward in my head was so much better then that. Carlisle was also much more Brad Pitt-like then the guy who played him. Esme was also much prettier & taller then the actress who played her. Rosalie was the worst one, though. This character was described as the most beautiful woman to ever walk the earth & this actress was not even mediocre. Even I could've made a better Rosalie.

The special effects in the movie were also far too overdone. I think they tried too hard & just made it look silly. This may sound strange but the actors who played the vampires were far too human for those parts. The acting was poor & made the film far too cheesy. Nothing was really as I pictured it either. If I never read the book & saw the movie first, I would have no desire to read the books because I would think they would be as stupid as the plot of it all sounds.

The fact that I did read the book prior, however made me appreciate the movie. I might sound contradictory but I did like their interpretation of the book. Whereas with Harry Potter, if you didn't read the books there might be a lot of things you would be confused about, this did not do that. They shortened it by combining certain things & taking out the parts that dragged. They stayed very true to the book & they also put in a lot of Bella's thoughts, which I appreciated because I hate when a character's thoughts are such a big part of the book & then they are completely disregarded in the movie version. So all-in-all it certainly did not get 2 thumbs up in my opinion but definitely an A for effort. Get a new casting director for the next one & then we can talk some more.

I Have an Addiction Sir

2008-11-16T16:12:00.012-05:00

Okay so I haven't exactly been a Giants fan all my life & I don't claim to have been, but now that I am I don't know how I ever was not. I always liked football but never really felt connected to a specific team like I did with the Yankees. I watched but was not enthralled. I didn't cheer quite as loudly as a real fan might. I was told by a now estranged friend that all Yankees fans are Giants fans so that's what I should be. Although I do not speak to this person anymore, I do owe a large part of my fan-ship to him.

I did not feel this connection until I went to a Dolphins-Patriots game last year. You might think this is a bizarre time to realize you are a Giants fan but let me explain further. I went with Natalie who happens to be a Patriots fan. As a Yankee fan, I must automatically despise all things Boston so hating the Pats was an obvious choice. So wouldn't this make me a Jets fan? Not necessarily. At the time of this game, the Red Sox were in the playoffs & we somehow found ourselves seated in the Patriots section. When the chants of "Let's Go Red Sox" erupted randomly, I was appalled. Then the Patriots scored another touchdown & the man in front of me wearing a Sox hat turned around & high-fived me. I was not cheering for your team & I will never cheer with you, creep, so never touch me again! I almost threw up in disgust but at this point, I realized where my loyalties were. I had to like a team that Yankee fans like. Hence, I became a Giants fan at that very moment on October 21, 2007.

Coincidentally, the year I become a fan is the year they win the Superbowl. Go figure. I am not a bandwagon fan because I was a fan before a Superbowl run was even in our dreams, so don't go there. I was however a part of that entire run. I needed a favorite player in the beginning so my first choice was Jeremy Shockey, since he was a former Miami Hurricane. (As was Jeff Feagles, but how can your favorite player be the punter?) Once I really became a fan though, it was very difficult to decide my favorite. Osi Umenyiora probably holds the top spot, despite him missing this year. Brandon Jacobs, Justin Tuck & Mathias Kiwanuka all are up there, not to mention little Kenny Phillips, the Giants first round pick this year out of the U.

I have officially been converted & now Sundays without football are like Octobers without baseball...empty. I am now posted in front of the television every week with my #72 jersey on cheering for my team. I also now know every player, their position & number. I scream just as loudly now for the G-men as I do for them Canes & those damn Yankees, if not louder. I look forward to Sundays, simply for my Giants. They are my team now & will be for as long as I live.

The Girl Who Cried Love

2008-11-09T17:37:00.006-05:00

I was on the bus today on the way home from the city thinking about my night & how it went & whatnot & started laughing. I came to the conclusion that I throw words around too easily, in particular the words love & boyfriend. Every time I meet a boy who I find remotely attractive, he is automatically referred to as my boyfriend for the rest of the night, if not longer. Whether I know his real name or not doesn't really matter. If I actually like this boy, we are in love without even a first date. The phrase "Oh my God, I love him" is far too over-used in my daily life.

In reality, I have never been able to use the word boyfriend in the literal sense, just the way that I use it. I think I confuse people sometimes because I refer to boys as my boyfriend & they think I actually do have a boyfriend. It made me laugh thinking about that because everyone hears me say this all the time. When the time comes that I do actually have a boyfriend & I refer to him as such, nobody will believe me! Nor will they believe me when I say that we are in love because according to me, I fall in love basically every day. They will just brush it off thinking I'm just saying that again. I am the boy who cried wolf, except I am the girl that cried love!

Just as contacts in my phone have to have a description, so do my boyfriends. Right now, I have an estimated 24,593,948 boyfriends (& my mother worries I'll never find a man HA!). When the time comes that that number dwindles down to 1, I don't know what I will do. Will I still refer to Evan Longoria as my boyfriend or will my real life boyfriend get mad at my free usage of this word? Will me & the attractive man I made eye contact with on the street still be able to be in love when this "boyfriend" comes along? I think I need to add that to the list of qualities in my 1 & only. He must accept me for who I am & what comes out of my mouth, whether it be "boyfriend," "love," or vomit.

Obama Mama

2008-11-05T13:27:00.004-05:00

Since history was made last night I thought I would write a little bit about it. Barack Obama was elected the first African American President of the United States! I am so excited about this, I really am. I love Barack (or Barry as his mom referred to him). There are just so many things to be excited about with him winning.

I was talking to Sarah last night & she was just as happy as I, if not more. She said something very interesting, which was "soon no racism...soon." I think in a perfect world that is how it would be but I think there will still be those people out there. For example, going to vote yesterday, a black woman walked out & my mom said, "Oh there's a vote for Obama." I yelled at her because although he did get the majority of the black vote, she should not stereotype people. Stereotyping is just as bad as racism. I think we have come a long way and our generation has come to look beyond the color of people's skin. One of the thoughts in my head last night was that if we have a black president, maybe my parents can accept my black boyfriend (not that I currently have a black boyfriend but there's a good chance I might in the future).

I think that Obama will be a great president. I like the things he has to say & I think that he can achieve these goals. Obviously he can do anything he sets his mind to, so if he wants to change the world, he will. What he says makes me believe in him & what he can do. This country needs a change & I am so happy that we have finally gotten that.

All Hallows Eve

2008-11-03T20:32:00.007-05:00

So Halloween has & always will be one of my favorite holidays. I always take it pretty seriously. I was never into being a slutty nurse or a french maid or anything super cliche like that. Nor have I ever been a fan of trying to scare people. I simply go for the best costume of all time every year. I wish there was a costume contest this year because I am pretty sure I would have been the winner. This year I was a troll, a full-on pink haired, jeweled belly buttoned, pointy-eared troll (did you say les troll?).

I really do enjoy Halloween so much though because I love to see everyone else's creativity. The other good ones I saw this year were Lil Jon, Elle Woods & Bernie from "Weekend At Bernie's". Other then that you had your store bought costumes that no real thought was put into, as well as your others who came up with a last minute idea & thought it was great but in reality it was not. Maybe it's a Marist thing but I know I think long & hard about my costumes & so do many of my friends. I've always been that way though so I guess you can't really pin it all on Marist.

I once was a Conehead, which I loved being. Another year my friends & I were the Wizard of Oz & I was the Cowardly Lion, which trust me was not an easy one to put together. College was when the real good ideas came though. Freshman year we were Super Mario Brothers & I was Toadstool. Sophomore year (& possibly my most favorite) was when we were Superheroes. I was Superwoman & it was amazing. Junior year we were the Fanta girls & I was the black one except I was white & had a long blonde clip on ponytail, which was obviously my favorite part. Senior year I doubled as an army girl & then a part of the R4 navy. We all had different costumes but the same hats to unite us & we were so cute. Last year the A-Team was Alvin & the Chipmunks (yours truly being Alvin).

The whole slutty thing really never caught on though with me & that is a part of Halloween that I despise. It was particularly bad in Miami where everyone just ran wild in boobie tassels & thongs (maybe not quite that extreme but pretty damn close.) I'd so much rather be creative & have people tell me that I had a great idea & have a wonderful costume. Call me crazy but I've already started thinking of ideas for next year.

A Hyphen Team

2008-10-28T22:29:00.003-04:00

OK so I just got back from the M-I-A & I cannot even begin to talk about how much fun this weekend was. I saw almost all of my friends & it was just the greatest time ever! The weekend started off at the car rental & we ordered a compact car but what did we get? A convertible at no extra cost! (Of course it was raining all weekend so we were only able to use it twice). But such big shots we were...the coolest kids on campus definitely returned in style.

So Thursday we arrived & stayed at Wittle's. I had very high expectations about Thursday night & although certain hopes were not filled it overall was a super duper night. Sandbar & Moe's, like usual. Friday we went to campus, a little shopping, got a Stop & Shop sandwich...it was great. Friday night we were V.I.P. at Cabana One so we popped bottles for a while with some pretty important people. Saturday was the game, which was such a debaucherous event. It poured but luckily I had my poncho! Not only did we win the game, but we got to march out with the BAND OF THE HOUR! Then after dragging our sorry asses out to South Beach, we had probably the best night of the whole trip. It was Matt's birthday so we went to Dulce & had bottle service there & they played the best music so the dance party was fabulous. Then a Sunday at Sandbar to watch football. All my favorite things jam packed into one fun-filled weekend.

It was so good to see everyone, even people that I really didn't care all that much about seeing. The entire A-Team was also back together again & this includes not only the chipmunks but also the hyphen. Wittle was the best host ever & I don't think he reads my blog but if he does, then thank you again!! He put up with all of our antics & absurdity & never complained. We wuv you Wittle! Having the A-Team back together just made me so happy & I never wanted to leave. Mewr take me back!

Back In Action

2008-10-20T15:11:00.004-04:00

Long time, no blog! That's because I have been a spoiled brat lately, traveling around the world. My vacation was absolutely incredible! I would blog about it but it would probably be the world's longest post. What I will say is that I had the most amazing time. L.A. was pretty cool, San Diego was better & Hawaii was definitely the best. We did so many cool things in Hawaii, the weather was awesome & I was with my Sarah Anne so I loved it & want to go back right now. I swam with wild dolphins. Enough said. Thursday I'm going to Miami, so again I have the best month ever.

What I do want to blog about is fat people. It's just ridiculous to me how fat people can actually get. I'm talking obesity. I was waiting for the bus yesterday & I saw this guy that I actually was amazed he could walk. He was a giant. When I was in L.A. there was a guy on a motorcycle that was as wide as a car. I really wished I got a picture of him because the fact that he was weaving through cars was making me nervous because I was sure he wasn't going to fit. His legs were as wide as my body. And those poor kids who are so fat! Keep them away from the fast food, bud! My mom sent me to dancing school because I was a chubster, so I guess exercise is also the solution.

I just don't understand obesity. I get that it's a mental problem too but my mentality is that if you notice you are gaining weight, don't you try to do something about that? I thought I gained a couple of pounds so I began exercising & going to a place to workout. I also cut back on my snacks. I knew I was going to be in a bathing suit so I needed to shape up & not to brag, but I think I looked good. But don't you see the scale tipping because I know you didn't become 500 pounds over night. There is no excuse for that. One of my cousins has a weight problem. She was telling me that she & her husband are trying to lose weight. Okay that's good but don't just be all talk. They stayed at our house recently & they ate all of our food! My mom made several dozen brownies & usually these things will last for a couple of weeks in my house because we all pick at them & have one every so often. Would you like to know how long the brownies lasted when my cousin was here? One night. Not even 24 hours. Please don't tell me you're trying to lose weight & then go & eat 2 dozen brownies in 1 sitting & leave none for anyone else.

It's called self-control. I'm no fitness/diet expert but here's my advice to you if you are obese. Limit yourself to one brownie or one cookie. Do not have thirds, fourths, etc. because trust me, you can survive without it. Go exercise once in a while, it's good for you. You should also probably not have chips because I've seen what you people can do on a bag of chips. This probably sounds really harsh but whatever, I don't have any sympathy. Maybe you should've taken care of this problem before it was such a BIG problem.

Stop Putting Shit On Our Bodies, David Blaine!

2008-09-25T14:25:00.009-04:00

David Blaine is quite a puzzle to me. He says he aspires to be like Houdini but I think he just aspires to be insane. His street magic is amazing & I really think he is a fabulous illusionist, but his stunts I just don't get. There's also something strangely sexy about him to me, but that's besides the point.

His latest stunt was hanging upside down for 60 hours while dangling above Central Park. He is a magician, but what exactly is magical about that? He's not doing anything mystifying, he's just proving to everyone how crazy he is. People criticized him for taking breaks to pee & drink water, which I also found hilarious. These people were coming to see him & walking all around him & under him, so why would they want him to pee while upside down? Don't they realize that they would get peed on? Maybe they would enjoy that, since he is David Blaine & all. Give the guy a break...he may be crazy but at least he has manners.

All his stunts are similar to this. He goes someplace where everyone can see him & makes a spectacle of himself. Whether it's frozen in ice, buried alive, holding his breath under water, or simply just standing on a high platform, he's just so bizarre. The A-Team played the game, what would you live in a box for. David Blaine would live in a box for a little publicity & a little weight loss. That's not magic, that's anorexia. There are a lot of other people who do that too, but you don't see them bragging about it to the world. They are actually in rehab getting help for that. Sorry David Blaine, but maybe you should stick with your card tricks & Cheez-its, you demon.

Yankee Stadium Memories

2008-09-19T15:47:00.008-04:00

I'm just listening to Mike Francesa & people are calling in with their favorite Yankee Stadium memories. I wanted to call, but I have so many great memories that I would be on there as long as a scheduled guest would be. So I figured I would blog about all of my favorite memories as we head into the final series ever at the Stadium. I think my favorite is my most recent memory (see previous post).

The first game I ever went to was in 1997. Andy Pettitte was pitching but he got hit with a come-backer & was taken out of the game (in favor of Hideki Irabu). It was the same day that Mother Theresa died, but other then that it wasn't a very memorable game. In 1998, the game was pitched by El Duque & we played the Seattle Mariners. This was the first time I saw Alex Rodriguez & thought he was amazing. He hit a home run in that game. Once I fell in love with him, that was the game I had to go to every year, when the Yankees were playing whatever team he was on. In 2001, I was at the ALCS when Alex hit a home run off Denny Neagle & we lost 2-0.

August 8, 2000 was one of my most favorite games. I was a little bummed going into the game because Chuck Knoblauch was my favorite & he went on the D.L. that very day. We were playing the Oakland A's & were losing 3-2 going into the bottom of the 9th. Jason Isringhausen came in to close it & Bernie Williams hit a home run to tie it. The crowd went crazy. Before Bob Sheppard was even able to announce him, David Justice came up & hit a home run on the first pitch. We won 4-3. I almost fell off the Loge balcony because I was jumping up & down like a crazy woman. It was amazing.

Another favorite memory was when we got to sit 10 rows behind home plate in my Dad's friend's seats in 2004. I like to get to the games early (ever since I missed a Chuck Knoblauch lead-off home run one game we were going to & I never let my Dad forget it.) We happened to be sitting, waiting for the game to start & a woman came up to us & said she needed a girl to do Yankee trivia during the game. Of course, I was more then willing to do so. I got put up on the big screen at Yankee Stadium & had to answer a question. "Who holds the Yankee record for most grand slams in a single season?" I knew the answer immediately was Don Mattingly but the woman tried to help me cheat & I looked at her with disgust & said "I know the answer!" I of course got it right despite everyone around me shouting the wrong answer. I won a $50 gift certificate to Modell's so I bought my A-Rod jersey with that money. After the game I even had a couple of fans who shouted my name, it was great.

One more memory was in 2005 against the then Devil Rays. Randy Johnson started & only lasted like 2 innings. We were losing 10-2 at one point early on & everyone thought it was over as the game headed into the 8th inning. So many people left but I told my Dad that real fans don't leave until the last out because as Yogi said "It ain't over 'til it's over." Well I was certainly rewarded for my loyalty because we scored 13 runs in the 8th inning to win by a final score of 20-11 (topped off by an Alex home run of course.)

There are tons of other games I've been to & they all have certain things about them that I will always remember, some good & some bad. My final visit to Yankee Stadium is certainly fitting, though. I said goodbye to baseball's cathedral in the grandest of ways.

Dream Come True

2008-09-14T00:29:00.008-04:00

OK so I don't even know what to say. I just had the single most amazing day of my entire life. The past 24 hours have been the greatest of all time. This is going to be a long post because I never want to forget anything that happened. Here we go...

I was scheduled to work at the Yankee game on Friday night. When we got there, the rain just would not stop. After waiting around in the media cafeteria for 2 hours, they finally called the game. So then I was outside the press/player entrance waiting for the reporter to come out & I turn around & who do I see but Derek Jeter, his face about 2 feet from my face. I smiled of course as our eyes locked & he said "Good night" to ME! Those baby blues are far more beautiful up close & I fell a little bit more in love with Jeter then I ever had before. I would've been happy with that but then I was told if I wasn't busy that I could work at the next day's game. Not only would I get to go the game but I would also be getting paid for it on the regular salary as opposed to my intern salary of $5 per day.

The day started off like any other & when I got to the station, my photographer was all set to go so we wasted no time & were at the Stadium by 3:00. It was a double header so I was told upon arrival to go down to the clubhouse & get the post-game for Game 1. After I caught my breath, we proceeded. As we're waiting outside who comes to stand next to me? The woman who currently holds my future job...Kim Jones! I smiled & said hello & she was very nice & seemed like a stellar human being. As we're waiting Suzyn Waldman comes over & stands next to Kim, & she too seems like a very nice person. So I'm just standing in the hallway (with Kim & Suzyn) & about 10 feet in front of me walks my Alex. Our eyes locked but then it was over. I saw him only briefly for the rest of my time there, but trust me it did not damper my mood.

Unfortunately the real reporter got there just in time so I was not needed to do the interviews but I was of course still allowed to go in everywhere. So into Joe Girardi's office I go & as I stood there I looked at Joe & it was like he was an old friend of mine. Someone so familiar to me yet I had never met him before. It was exactly like I pictured it a thousand times. I felt like I completely belonged in this situation.

Some might think Disney World is the happiest place on earth, but to me I found the place that I am most happiest in & that place is the Yankee Clubhouse. After the interview with Joe, we walked in there & I immediately saw Thurman Munson's locker still vacant with the number 15 hanging above it. I felt the tears building up behind the eyes but they did not fall. They didn't fall because walking around in this magical place were my Yankees. Johnny Damon was the first one I saw as he breezed right past me. With his shorts & sandals on, he looked like a college kid. Mike Mussina was there too. So was Carl Pavano in his towel. Now I'm not a Carl Pavano fan but I am a fan of Carl Pavano in his towel. My goodness was he attractive up close. A bunch of other not-so exciting Yankees were walking around too & I was just standing there dumbfounded. Upon my exit out of my fantasy come true, I turned the corner of the hallway & there was Andy Pettitte, a foot from me & Xavier Nady sitting on a bucket on the phone. They all looked so real, how could this be a dream?

After some interviews were done, we had to wait for the actual game that we were doing. So in the meantime, we went out on the field. Yes, I was on the same first base that Lou Gehrig & Don Mattingly stood. I was on the field that all the greatest players that ever played the game of baseball stood. Can we say chills all over my entire body? Absolutely breathtaking. What the players say about walking into Yankee Stadium for the first time is true because that's the feeling that I got as I stepped onto that field. I snuck a picture...

After that we went to get something to eat (how I was able to hold food down I'll never know). Sitting at the table next to us was Suzyn & Michael Kay. I've met Michael several times from interning at YES so when he saw me he smiled in recognition & we said hello. This was of course before I went upstairs to the press box & Suzyn knocked into me (she said excuse me though, don't worry.) Then comes John Sterling at the table. To hear that voice in person was like something I cannot explain. Like I was in a dream because when would I be hearing John Sterling's voice in person in real life?

Since the Yankees won the second game, as soon as it was over our reporter got to speak with one of the players privately. While we're waiting in the hall, I here a familiar voice singing NY, NY & laughing. I turned around & it was Joba jogging down the hallway & he too was within inches of me. I wanted to tell him then & there that we should be best friends but I refrained because I didn't want to scare off my future best friend. So anyway, this player to interview after the game happened to be my blossoming love, Derek. So over he came & we locked eyes once again & it was just me, him, the reporter & the camera man alone. He did the interview & said goodbye & I said "Thanks, bye". Clearly, our conversations are building & now I am a familiar face to this Yankee shortstop.

Then I had to run to the truck to give them the tape of my boyfriend, the captain & run back so I could do the player interviews. The reporter interviewed Joe Girardi & ran back those tapes & I returned to my favorite place on earth. This time there were far more Yankees in towels & some in just boxers/briefs. Now I thought I loved the Yankees before but now I love them in a whole new, completely sexual way. They should probably cut out the uniforms all together & just stick with towels, I would not be opposed. So there I stood in the happiest place on earth surrounded by half-naked Yankees & I was getting paid for this?? Bizarro world. But so anyway, Xavier Nady was my first interviewee (along with the rest of the NY press). He was so pleasant & nice & wonderful & he touched my arm. My heart skipped about 5 beats on that brief encounter. Then we talked to Phil Coke, who was very un-exciting. Then onto the greatest closer of all time, Mariano Rivera. I didn't get a chance to ask any questions because they were stolen out of my mouth before I had a chance to shout them but it was still amazing.

I must have pinched myself & shook my head in disbelief about 268392 times today. This is literally a dream come true. The only thing I could possibly be disappointed about is that I didn't see Jeter, Cano or A-Rod at all in their towels but really nothing can make me upset about today. There are even a few things that I learned about the Yankees that I did not know before. Joba is actually extremely buff. He looks a little pudgy but that's all muscle believe it or not. Derek has surprisingly hairy arms. Mike Mussina has chicken legs. Someone on the Yankees, either Jose Veras or Damaso Marte, has a nice butt. Yes, I saw it out of the corner of my eye when he dropped his towel (I was trying too hard to be professional so I couldn't give it a full on look to see who it actually was since he was turned around). Dan Giese is stunningly beautiful. Xavier Nady smells amazing.

It was also the first time that I really believed that my dream job is 100% attainable. Not only is it attainable but I also know now more then ever that there is absolutely nothing else that I want to do. This is going to be my job. There I stood next to Kim Jones interviewing Yankee players in the locker room. The only thing that was wrong with the picture was that my microphone didn't have a YES Network flag on it. I am now more certain then ever that I can absolutely do this! Mark it down on your calendar that September 13, 2008 was the greatest day of my life. The first of many days like it.

Welcome to the Good Life

2008-09-08T13:54:00.008-04:00

So much for life being blase lately! Well I guess present still kind of is but future is beyond exciting. I have so much to look forward to in the coming month & a half, I don't even know where to start.

Okay, so the original reason I chose My9 over FOX is that 9 has Yankee games & I thought this could be a good opportunity. I have of course come to the realization that my team is done this year but that doesn't mean I still don't love each & every one of those guys. This all being said, I get to go to a Yankee game as a reporter on Friday! That's right! Kimberly Jones all the way! We're talking on the field, in the locker room, the whole nine! Dream come true!

If that wasn't enough to make me happy for the rest of my life, I was also given my graduation present from Ma & Pa Aubrey...the vacation of a life time! Some people have friends in low places, not me. I have them in amazing places. The trip will start out in L.A. so I can see that Stripper Theo I love so much. I'll be there for a few days & then we're driving to San Diego & I will be spending that portion of the trip with Billiam & K.Marsh (separately of course haha). Then after 6 days in Cali, I fly over to Hawaii to see my fiance Sarah Anne! I'll be there for 8 days & also get to visit my family & pseudo-cousin who goes to school there. My uncle has a boat so I'm hoping to get out with him one day & maybe swim with wild dolphins like he says he does all the time. AMAZING!!

After my 2 weeks of bliss, I come home & barely have enough time to get over the jet-lag. I'm off again to Miami a week later! The 3 coolest kids on campus return for a weekend that includes all my favorite things, like a Miami football game & a Thursday night/football Sunday at the Sandbar. Then I come home & it's Halloween, which is in my Top 5 favorite days of the year! Basically I'm living the good life. Now throw your hands up in the sky!

"I don't highlight my hair, I've still got a pair..."

2008-09-01T23:35:00.006-04:00

So I know I've been a super slouch with this blog lately but life's just been so blase lately. Well anyway, tonight I heard a conversation that got me thinking & this was the gist of it...

"Well ugly girls get boyfriends easier then pretty girls do."

"That's because pretty girls are picky & don't put up with as much bullshit as ugly girls."

It was said in such a way that made it seem like this was obvious to everyone. Certainly was not obvious to me but it made sense. I have of course experienced this phenomenon first hand. A girl who was both ugly & fat swooped in on a former flame of mine. What did she have that I didn't have (aside from an extra hundred pounds or so)? The answer to this is that she gave him free use of her brand new Acura, all her leftovers, cooked for him, cleaned, bought him everything & even got him an embroidered blanket. Putting up with more bullshit then me is an understatement.

Now this is by no means me saying that my friends who have boyfriends are ugly. Perhaps it's because of my superficiality but if they were ugly, trust me they wouldn't be my friends. These girls are simply very lucky. I'm also not looking for excuses as to why I don't have a boyfriend & saying that I'm the best looking girl in the world. I am certainly confident enough however to feel that I'm what they call a "good catch". I just haven't found the right fisherman yet. Speaking of fisherman!...

Everyone asks me what my type is & as far as I'm concerned I don't really have one. The most common thread I find with guys who I genuinely care about is that they are tall & very good looking (although this is not absolute AS can be seen with a former habitual bad decision of mine.) But then I heard it! The description of my perfect man. Listen to the song "I'm still a Guy" by Brad Paisley & that's what I'm looking for! If you know anyone like this, pass my number along. A man's man. Someone who I am quite sure I will not find on the Isle of Staten. Someone Southern! Someone who might even be on a "Studs & Spurs" calendar. My heart belongs to a cowboy.

Super Fantastic

2008-08-18T12:40:00.015-04:00

I've recently come to the conclusion that I like fantasy far more then reality. Yes, this seems obvious to everyone because who wouldn't love their own Superman, but for me I cannot tell you how much I wish this was the world I lived in. From super heroes to vampires to wizards, I want this to be my life.

I just started reading Twilight. I'd seen all those Facebook bumper stickers & always wondered about this Edward Cullen person. Who was he & why was he so wonderful? Well, I'm not that far along in the book & I can already see why he is such a big deal. It's good so far, but it's supposed to get more suspenseful, which I like. Some people have criticized my choice of book because of it's "lame story line" but I could care less. Call me kinky but I enjoy the occasional biting so a vampire sounds good to me!

Now I am also a huge Harry Potter fan so falling in love with Edward Cullen, I feel like I'm cheating on Harry. I basically wish every single day that I were not a muggle & could fly on a broomstick & apparate from place to place & use Polyjuice Potion to become Jessica Alba, but let's face it, I have no magical powers. I am past the age of acceptance into Hogwarts & I am saddened by this consistently.

As for super heroes, clearly Peter Petrelli has my heart. It's always the magical ones who I fall in love with. As Jess on Gilmore Girls, Milo Ventimiglia had no appeal to me, but as Peter, I have never been more in love with a human (or super human in this case). Anytime I see previews for the new season of Heroes I almost can't contain my excitement.

I'm telling you, the reason I have not found any guy worth my time is because I have expectations that are impossible to meet. It started at an early age with Disney princes and it has continued to this day. Get it through your head, Amy...fictional characters cannot be your boyfriends!

So Cute

2008-08-17T12:20:00.003-04:00

My brother showed this to me & I am not ashamed to admit that I cried. I know I haven't posted any blogs in a while but I've just been so busy. I thought this one was just too cute to pass up. Enjoy!

Fantasy Psychic

2008-08-04T22:35:00.008-04:00

OK so I was just going to write about my love for special dates & times & the upcoming 08/08/08 but that was kind of boring. I'm watching the Yankee game & Xavier Nady just hit a homerun to tie it. I have had Nady on my fantasy team all year & I'm so glad my real team saw what I saw, especially after his 6 RBIs yesterday.

Now I have a bit of a 6th sense when it comes to fantasy baseball & the Yankees. As I just mentioned, I had Nady & then that's who the Yankees traded for. During Spring Training I remember playing a game against the Pirates & I noticed Damaso Marte as he was pitching. Michael Kay had nothing but excellent things to say about him so I put him on my "Watch List". I didn't pick him up because he was only a relief pitcher & not a closer so he wasn't all that valuable in the fantasy world. I did however keep up with everything he was doing throughout the season. Who also came to the Yankees in the same trade that brought over Nady? You guessed it...Damaso Marte.

Now this all doesn't seem so unusual until my next move. I had Jorge on my fantasy team but when he went down I needed another catcher in addition to Joe Mauer. Since catchers don't play every single day it's a good idea to carry 2 of them. Looking through the available players, I stumbled upon Pudge Rodriguez who I couldn't understand why he was a free agent & Jose Molina was not. Molina is a great defensive catcher but as a hitter, why would you have him on your fantasy team? But so anyway, I grabbed Pudge & thought this was an excellent pick up. I guess the Yankees had similar thoughts because literally the next day, he was a Yankee. I'm going into broadcasting but if the Yankees need any help in the front office, I could probably be of some use. It's like I have ESPN or something.

Single & Loving It

2008-07-28T16:41:00.003-04:00

I'm so sick & tired of everyone asking about my love life. I just went out to lunch with Meghan today & saw her family & since they are my other family I had every single one of them asking about any new men in my life. This is all well & good, I'm used to it but then they started going on & on about finding a guy for me. I would like to say this for all the world to hear...I DO NOT NEED A MAN TO MAKE ME HAPPY!

I am perfectly happy living my life the way I currently am. I go out often & always meet new people & I can do whatever I want & not need to worry about anyone's feelings. In addition to this, I have no intention of settling down in one place in the near future so it would only be more of a pain in my ass to find a boyfriend because then I'd feel bad about leaving. I hate when people try to set me up with friends too because then I feel an obligation to like them & this just makes me uncomfortable.

Yes, it is very nice to have someone in your life who you like & likes you back but this is not the be all & end all. It is not, nor has it ever been, solely what I base my happiness on. I have enough things to worry about at this point in my life so finding a boyfriend is not at the top of my priorities. I'm not saying this to make myself sound like a martyr. I love guys. I have a ton of male friends & I probably get along better with guys then I do with girls. I flirt, hook up & just have fun. I'm not lonely...I'm just single & loving every minute of it!

Amy's Workout Plan

2008-07-23T13:09:00.002-04:00

I'm turning into a whole new woman! Well, maybe not really but I'd say I'm improving my life one day at a time. I'm working out, eating right & joining a book club!

I've been meaning to start working out more & I definitely have been doing so more since I've been home than I ever did in Miami. Perhaps this has to do with the amount of food my mother forces down my throat (this is a lie but she does offer me far too much to eat). I can't turn down food so this has definitely been adding up. I never really had motivation to work out or lose weight until now...Angela is having a big pool party next month. Since I need to be in my bikini in front of a lot of people, I decided it's time.

For those of you that know me, the words "work" & "out" are rarely in the same sentence in my vocabulary, unless of course I'm singing along to Kanye. I work out in my house but this is fine for me: "Ten Minute Pilates" all the way. I've also been doing several ab routines that I got from Cosmo (Jessica Biel does them so it must be good). I hate running but I'm going to do that too. Today, for example I ran an entire 0.5 miles! Impressive, I know. I'm out of shape so I need to build up to more but that's fine for now. As for this eating right, maybe it's still not perfect but it's better than my Marist days.

The book club is a mental workout. I don't really read books & the only ones I've been wanting to read are written by Chelsea Handler (not exactly intellectual). We're going to read big girl books, the ones I've never had any desire to read but hey, why not? I'm expanding my horizons & maybe I can find a nice, smart gentleman in the book store in the meantime.

All-Star Game

2008-07-14T17:05:00.007-04:00

One of my most favorite sporting events is here! No, it doesn't compare to the Yankees in the World Series or the Superbowl but the All-Star Game is still up there in my top 3. The All-Star Game in baseball is just so much more enjoyable than the basketball game or the Pro-Bowl, but maybe that's because baseball is my sport. The fact that this year's is at Yankee Stadium makes it even better than past years.

The thing about the All-Star Game is the fact that it's a time that the players can just play baseball & have fun, rather then worrying about winning or losing. They bring their kids on the field & it's just great to see. I love watching all of them because of how much fun they have. It's not just your team interacting with one another, it's every team. It's such a unifying event, I love it. It must be amazing for young players experiencing this for the first time, especially if they've never been to Yankee Stadium before. They get to play on the same field that every great player before them played on with the greatest players in the game today.

My team is the American League obviously, so it's the only day of the year that I can legitimately cheer for players on other teams who I like but obviously don't want to do good. Ichiro always gets me excited & believe it or not, I even cheer for David Ortiz (but NEVER Manny). It could be the only day that I don't hate Manny though. Before Alex was on the Yankees, it was my happiest day because it was the only day he was on my team. I've always loved him since his Seattle days (& always will despite recent allegations against him).

I would've done anything to go to the game this year but I did not have $600 for one bleacher seat (let alone $10,000 for a good seat) so this dream was crushed. The pre-game ceremonies that are going to go down at the Stadium are going to be so amazing. So many Hall of Famers in baseball's catheral, it's going to be like baseball heaven. I know there's no crying in baseball, but I can guarantee you that sports tears will flow HEAVY from these ducts tomorrow.

The Devil is in the Details

2008-07-10T16:25:00.002-04:00

OK so I don't wanna brag or sound conceited but I am far too over-qualified for my internship. I have found this at most of my internships but this one is "like whoa", as Mya would say. During Newsvision we would all complain about our professor, SR. Now I can see why he was so successful in the business for so many years & why he drilled all of that into us, no matter how much we don't think he did. He constantly told us "the devil is in the details" which means that in order to have a good newscast you have to make sure every little thing is correct.

My9 does NOT practice this. First of all, during the show the screen just went black for a good 10 seconds, not a good start. Then, instead of saying Ohio, the fill-in anchor (who is a mega-bitch BTW) said Iowa. This was followed by a CG that said Ohio, so clearly some cognitive dissonance there for those few viewers that we probably have. Next, the mistake that got to me more then any of these is that a lower-third graphic was spelled wrong! This is a professional news station, those things should not happen! And who of all people spotted this? Yea, me. But I guess nobody likes to listen to the new kid because it was not taken down. Somebody said something after & they didn't even seem to care.

The writing was also awful. SR would never approve. Let's not even talk about the sports guy & his New Jersey accent on steroids. I can't listen to him speak, it's so obnoxious. All the things that went wrong were the same things that would occasionally go wrong for us on Newsvision, but we're students so it's understandable. Those things going wrong on an actual network are just unacceptable. I don't think it'll be too hard to make myself stand out & be the greatest intern they have ever seen. YES Network, here I come!

Superstition

2008-07-07T17:25:00.005-04:00

Superstition is a funny thing. It is especially present in my favorite game of baseball but also in so many other aspects of life. For example, today I was in the nail salon & when someone itched their nose, a woman said, "Oh, you better not keep scratching it because an itchy nose means you're going to get into a fight." Now I of course have heard of this because of my wives-tale telling mother. But that got me to thinking how silly these things are. An itchy palm means you're going to get money. Dropping your silverware? Company is coming. A pimple on your tongue means you told a lie. This is not even mentioning black cats, umbrellas in the house, broken mirrors or walking under ladders.

Thinking about superstition & baseball, my first thought was of my former favorite Yankee who is more notorious of late for allegations about his steroid use, a Mr. Chuck Knoblauch. Ironic that someone who is so superstitious would use a performance enhancing drug to try to make himself better, why not rely on a lucky rabbit's foot? Before every pitch, he would have to take a step back, stick his bat between his legs, adjust his batting gloves, tap his foot with the bat, touch the helmet & then he was finally good to go. Most other players have some sort of pre-pitch routine but that one has always stuck out to me. Nomar & Barry Zito also come to mind. So many other things in baseball are centered around superstition, such as rally caps & not talking about a no-hitter.

I have some superstitious behavior, but nothing too crazy. I do certain things just because they are "good luck" & always make wishes at 11:11, although I don't know if that's really considered superstition.

I Be Reppin' My City

2008-07-04T14:35:00.010-04:00

I just got home from the city & I'm realizing more & more how much I love this town. It is so diverse in every possible aspect. If you like to people watch, there is no place better than Manhattan.

There are people who are big, small, young, old, fat, skinny, tall, short, good looking, ugly, & some even very ugly. You find people from every walk of life, including Asian, Indian, Jewish, black, white, purple, etc. There are guidos who wear their wife beaters & gold chains & even a cowboy in his underwear. The people are EVERYWHERE & there's so many of them.

The little stands along every street have all sorts of nick-nacks that you might need. The bars are on every corner. So are the Starbucks. Driving down 5th Avenue you will see every big label that you have ever heard.

The city itself is also gearing up for the greatest event to hit NY since the Giants Superbowl parade (but that will be my next blog). There are "Statues of Liberty on Parade" placed all over the city & decorated for every team. They also have one for the Brooklyn Dodgers & the NY Giants baseball team & a few others to commemorate both Yankee Stadium & Shea Stadium & the All-Star Game itself. I'd personally like to find out where the Red Sox statue is because I want to demolish it. It's probably inside a police station or somewhere people cant get to it because they figure there are many other fans such as myself.

So the cabs may almost kill you ("watch out for the yellow ones, they don't stop") & the subways are beyond crowded but despite this & the graffiti, the homeless lining the streets & the perpetual smell of garbage in the air, there is no doubt in my mind that New York is indeed the greatest city in the world.

The M-I-Ayo So Hot

2008-06-30T16:33:00.004-04:00

I'm on the plane heading home, leaving Miami for good (or at least until alumni weekend). I'm so sad to be leaving because this has been such a fun year. I can't imagine my life without the Grove on Thursday nights. Nor can I imagine it without those little chipmunks. I'm going to miss palm trees and nice weather and all that stuff that goes with it, like a year round tan from the sun as opposed to the tanning salon. Despite all this, I am very excited to go home because I think this is going to actually be a really great summer. I know I say that every year but I really think this time is for real.

AB is living on Staten Island so I'm quite sure she & I will be spending most every waking moment together. We're already making plans for going to SI Yankee games & by this I obviously mean stalking them to find out where they go after the game. I love baseball boys, what can I say? Sam is also in the city so that will be more incentive for me to go there, especially since I won't have to wait around for the 4:30 ferry & not get home until 6 in the morning. That will be lovely. Lauren has a beach house in Belmar so that'll be another fun thing to do on weekends. Katy is in Brooklyn so that'll be just one more of my best friends to hang out with. So many people have been saying they will be in the city too so it should be an endless pit of fun. Timmy Tommy is there this week so it'll already be a little Miami reunion in NYC.

I'll be interning three days a week & at Holly Hill for two, so that'll give me some money in my pocket & a couple days off a week. I think at my internship I might even be able to work at Yankee games. Fingers crossed!

Summer plans for me? Get back in shape. I plan to go running/walking with Maggie at least once a week on the boardwalk. And I will work out more because I actually have incentive now. I'm considering taking a dance class too. Things to look forward to in July? Sarah's & Lizzie's graduation parties, Bill coming home & of course one of my top 10 favorite days of the year...the All-Star Game! Anyone reading this with any pull getting tickets I'd be willing to give you my first born. I'm trying to head out to the West Coast in September so hopefully that'll work out. A two week vacation sounds fantastic to me: a week in Cali & a week in Hawaii. Then in October is Marist's Alumni Weekend first and then Miami Alumni weekend & since I am an alum of both, I obviously will be attending. That'll be the first A-Team reunion to take place. So let the countdown begin.

Here's to the A-Team

2008-06-22T00:21:00.013-04:00

I was just heading to bed when I happened to see Natalie's heartfelt away message & it inspired me to blog. I'll probably be crying while typing this one up but that's okay. Now, I'm not one of those people that expresses their emotions very well but I think in this case it's something so necessary.

I came out to Miami not knowing a single person. I met Katy within the first 10 minutes of moving in at Marist, so I thought there was no way it'd be that easy again. I was proved so incredibly wrong. Walking in late to the first day of orientation, I sat down in a room full of strangers. There weren't many people in my program so I'd be really lucky to find even one person to hang out with. Turns out the girl to my right and the one directly behind me would become two people that I can no longer imagine my life without. The D-1 athlete, the girl from L.A. & the girl from Staten Island very quickly became better known as the A-Team.

How that name came about I still don't quite know but what I do know is that fate was what brought us together. Even though I made an early exit on our first night out, I had no doubt there would be plenty of chances to make more memories with them. That was the first of many, many Sandbar nights & where all of the absurdity began. Football games & tailgates only brought the 3 of us sports junkies closer. No words can describe the insanity that ensued there. We have now evolved into the coolest people on campus & you can ask anybody because everyone knows it's true.

We have leaned on each other throughout all that has happened over this past year. I would never have been able to get through it without them, this I know for sure. Who would have thought the amount of jokes, laughs, tears and memories that could have accumulated in this short time. I find it unbelievable I have only known these girls since August, since clearly they have expanded my bridal party even further. As we each get ready to go our separate ways, I'm not worried. Yes, I'm going to miss them probably every day but friends like these are forever. "Side by side or miles apart, best friends stay close to the heart." I love you, you cunts.

BALLIN'!

2008-06-16T20:33:00.006-04:00

I have re-discovered the greatest game in the world...KICKBALL! Several of my friends were on the team in the spring & it sounded so fun so when we were asked to substitute 1 game we did & we couldn't shut up about how much we loved it. Not only do you play a game of kickball, you also go to the bar that sponsors it after & get drink specials & play flip cup. What an amazing idea someone had with this W.A.K.A. league.

Now, we are on the summer league team & I am a co-captain (although because we are leaving in less then 2 weeks, we don't get to enjoy the whole season). Friday was our first game & our team is so good...totally winning the kickball championship. Go Team That's What She Said! Not only did we dominate on the field, we also continued our domination at the bar. We first played against the team we beat in kickball & obviously beat them again. Then we were challenged by the trash talking blue team who thought they were God's gift to flip cup. Well, they were certainly no match for the orange team. I think the sore-loser boy that was across from me was even about to cry after we embarrassed them like that. Did I mention that they put their best 5 players against the only 5 of us that were there? Oh no? Well yes, that's true too. Now, I don't like to toot my own horn but uh, BEEP BEEP.

I think the best part of this whole league is that you go to the bar in your shorts, t-shirt & sneakers. You wear no makeup & you look disgusting, but so does everyone else so it doesn't matter. It's great! The dance moves that we came up with were unlike any you have ever seen, just because you feel so free in your sneakers. Next week is college night so since it's our last A-Team kickball game, we're going ALL OUT. I wish there was a W.A.K.A. league on Staten Island because I want to play more then just 3 games!

O.C.D.

2008-06-10T11:39:00.004-04:00

So some of you may know this but most of you do not & what this is, is that I have Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. After reading this, you may find me weirder than you ever did before & I can't really say that I blame you. These are the things that I need: things to be in order, even, centered & 5 is my number. But let's start at the very beginning (a very good place to start).

When I was little, I'd put things in order just for fun. Now keep in mind my brothers are 6 & 8 years older then me so I was often my only playmate, so that could be where my weirdness comes from. But when I say put things in order, I mean I loved rolling the coins. I also used to take out all the crayons from that huge box just to put them in color order (you know, red, orange, yellow, green, blue purple, pink, red, etc, etc.) Whenever anyone would come over and we would color, I'd not only get mad if they didn't color inside the lines but I would hate if they put the crayon back in the wrong spot. And let's not start with my POGs (remember those). I would take out my 3 tubes worth & put them in size, shape, and color order. I've kind of grown out of that but only to an extent.

I have very particular ways of doing things. When I eat, I have to make sure I chew evenly on both sides. One bite goes to the right side & the next bite goes to the left side. When I eat fruit snacks I have to make sure they are even in color so I start out with the color that has the most. If a color has 3 fruit snacks, I choose the most deformed one of the three first so that way all the perfect ones are saved for the end when I have one of every color. I had to even make sure this blog was equal in both columns (hence why I added pictures to the other column).

Those pictures also have another purpose. Notice there are 10 pictures & 5 azuzephres (I love those BTW). This is probably my oddest trait. I need things done in fives. Let me explain further. I put on 5 swipes of deodorant for each arm. I feed my turtle 5 pellets of each kind of food. The volume on my television must be in an increment of 5. If I'm at someone's house & I notice the volume is not on an increment of 5, I usually wait until they leave the room & change it so it is. This used to drive my housemates crazy because 15 was not loud enough and 20 was too loud (I settled on 17 or 18 sometimes, just as long as it wasn't touching the 5 or the 0.)

I don't know why I am this way. I am apparently not alone though & I won't name names so not to incriminate them. But I have one friend who shares my affinity for colors. Two of my friends might even be weirder then I am with all the things they need to do. One needs everything to be an even number so our volume must always be 20 or 30 because she cannot accept 15 or 25. So think what you like, but I guess I tend to surround myself with those who make me more comfortable with who I am or who are just as bizarre as me. End of paragraph #5.

Miami Baseball

2008-06-05T20:57:00.011-04:00

OK so this definitely calls for a post. Miami Baseball, I LOVE YOU! As if being the number 1 team in the country wasn't enough, several of the players will now be future Major League stars (well hopefully). I love this team. I feel bad if I miss even one game because it's always exciting & who am I to have something better to do then go to a baseball game? We always win so it's almost guaranteed to make me happy.
Today was the draft & it only added to my happiness. My favorite player on the team is Yonder Alonso, who also happens to be the same boy that I did a story on, who gave me a very prized possession & worked out with Alex in the off-season. He was the #7 pick over-all & will be playing alongside Griffey on the Reds in no time. Jemile Weeks, who has the best walk-up song of anyone was the #12 overall pick. Our closer Carlos Gutierrez (who I have also interviewed) was the final Hurricane picked in the 1st round. How crazy is that!? Three of the players on my team were drafted in the first round. My God we are amazing!
Let's not forget the 3 others who have also been drafted already. I'm sure there will also be others. Pretty much anyone who is draft eligible deserves to be drafted because this is such a talented group of guys. The only thing I'm disappointed about is that the Yankees weren't smart enough to get any of them. If we don't win the College World Series this year I'm going to be seriously upset because nobody deserves it more. There is no other team that even comes close. We lost 1 series this entire year, that's it! ONE! And it was the last series of the season against the #2 team in the country. We lost 8 games all season. That's compared to 50 wins. Come on, that's just ridiculous. Yonder, Jemile & Chris Hernandez were all 1st-team All-Americans. Hernandez is only a freshman! So even though they may be losing a lot of their most talented, they will still be a contender again next year because the rest of the lineup is nothing to ignore. Trust me, I know these things.

Sex & My City

2008-05-31T23:50:00.012-04:00

This is the portion of my blog that I will refer to as Amy Aubrey, Film Critic. Tonight I saw "Sex & the City" & after all the hype & excitement that I was feeling towards its release, I must say it did not disappoint. We bought our tickets 2 days ago because there was no way that neither Samantha nor I could wait much longer to see it. We had even planned to go get Cosmos after but we went straight from the baseball game & our clothes were not suitable for such fine drinks. (In regards to the baseball game BTW I am just so in love with our team & I cannot wait for Omaha.)

But as for the movie & the reason for my blogging, I only have 3 negative things to say about it. First is that I basically had Vitamin Water thrown in my face & the product placement for that was just a bit much. Second is that there is no way in hell there would not be any cars on 5th Avenue in the middle of the afternoon in front of the library. Big would not be able to have the car go down that street in the opposite direction, it's just a physical impossibility. The 3rd thing is that Jennifer Hudson did not sing. Yes I know this would not have fit in anywhere but I love her & I always want her to sing & that was just a personal opinion.

Other then that, I was very happy with the movie. I was worried it would ruin it for me but it really did not at all. I thought the characters remained true to form & they all ended up the way they should have. I'm not going to say anything specific about it because I don't want to ruin it for those reading this who have yet to see it. I did laugh a lot & cried probably more then the average person should have. The movie made me miss my city like none other. After watching it I cannot wait to come home & have sex in the city. OK so the whole sex doesn't happen all that often for me in the city but the city by itself is just fine with me.

So I Think I Can Dance

2008-05-24T18:53:00.007-04:00

It's my favorite time of year! Well okay maybe that's a lie but it's still exciting. So You Think You Can Dance has begun! This is my favorite show & after watching last season I was totally ready to try out this year but I just did not.

Now I was a dancer for most of my life & a cheerleader for another large part of it, so I have rhythm & coordination but I am not disillusioned, I know I'm not as good as the dancers that are on this show. But I so badly want to go & get to learn these dances! Latin dancing is like the sexiest thing ever & I want to be able to do that so incredibly bad. I'm considering taking a dance class over the summer but I know the dances won't be half as cool as the ones on the show. I want to learn a routine by any of those choreographers because they are all so ridiculously talented. I'd even krump if they asked me to.

I recently started watching Dancing with the Stars & I actually hate it because compared to SYTYCD, it's such a joke. The dances are so much easier & the pros put in all sorts of moves that show off themselves & not the star. If that little pudgy girl from Hairspray can make a Salsa look mildly good, I am positive that I could too.

What I need is a good partner, so if any male who is reading this is interested in sharing this dream with me then by all means let me know! You must be talented & handsome & strong because I want to do lifts. If you are also single & would like to be my Latin lover, then all the better our chemistry will be. You don't need to be a Latino, but your hips need to move like you are. Applications are now being accepted.

The Age of the Jetsons is Upon Us

2008-05-23T15:16:00.010-04:00

Technology is the most amazing thing ever. We can now do things that we never dreamed we would actually be able to do. Video chatting, for example has become a common occurrence in my life. I always had a webcam but never ever used it because there was just too much that went along with it. Then I became a Mac user (& once you go Mac, you don't go back.)

Sam popped my video chat cherry. When I was home for Christmas break we did it & it was like we were together, it was great. It wasn't until Sarah got a Mac, however that the real fun began. We video chat all the time. She, Danielle & I have even played Kings & War over the computer (yes I know, we're big losers). When the girls were visiting at Marist we video chatted & I got to "hang out" with everybody. Granted, I didn't get to go to Palace Diner with them but it was the next best thing to actually being there. I've also spent some holidays with the Mitchells & was given a tour of their new house. I have shown everyone my house here in Miami & even set off the alarm in the process (oops). I also met all of Sam's friends because we Skyped when she was home. Now Francesca jumped on the Mac train & all thanks to video chat I was able to see her new nose!

Now it's even bridging continents. Troy & Josh are in Rome & I Skype with them all the time. Troy met my mom & Maggie via the computer. The time difference is a big one so it's usually when they are just getting home & are blatantly intoxicated but that just makes it better!

I prefer iChat over Skype simply because of the foreigners who constantly harass me for my friendship (or hand in marriage in some cases) on Skype but for those who are not fortunate enough to have a Mac, Skype works just fine. As for this whole technology thing, I cannot wait until I have my own Rosie Robot.

Graduation

2008-05-16T23:08:00.011-04:00

I was just looking at away messages and got very sad. I realized that tomorrow is the Marist graduation & I just thought about this time last year. This is when we were all packing up & getting ready to leave. Luckily the girls at 193 Union were still there so I didn't have to go, I stayed there. One night there & then I had a surprise outdoors date the next day with Bill. Of course I had expected a picnic so I dressed for that occasion only to be surprised by a fishing trip. It didn't matter it was still easily one of the best days ever, only to be followed by the most depressing car ride of my life.

I miss Marist & everyone & everything that went along with it. I miss the girls & all our insanity (although by talking to at least one of them every day makes life a little more bearable). I miss those boys on Poplar & those boys on Spruce. I miss Foxhole & Rennies & dancing at Hatter. I really miss Toucans & drink-ups & walking over to Darby's. I miss Red Fox Wraps & Garden Pizzas & Foxhole Pizza. I miss Marist basketball games. I miss R4 & bbqs & fun neighbors. I miss beer pong on closet doors. I don't miss Jager Bombs because I still do them & everyone knows this. Every time I do one & finish before everyone, I can almost close my eyes and be taking it in Po-town.

I'm leaving Miami in a little over a month & I'm sure this time next year I'll be thinking about this graduation & how much I miss Sandbar & tailgates & baseball games. I'm sure there will be times when I'll say that I wish I was in Miami, just as I say now that I wish I was at Marist.

People thought I was crazy when I said I never wanted to graduate but none of those people were ever Red Foxes (& probably not Hurricanes either) & none of them ever will be. I do want to be done with Miami because the work is hard but I'm sure the plane ride home will be just as depressing as that car ride that I took one year ago.

Flying Solo

2008-05-13T18:50:00.005-04:00

So I was sitting in the airport earlier debating what to write about my super, fantastic, splendid, wonderful, fabulous trip home that I just took. I could talk about the fun night out with the girls I had. Or my cousin's wedding. Or my interview. Or my friends/family/dog. But I simply cant say enough about how great that all was. So what do I write about?

As I pondered this puzzling thought we were about to board so I put my writing on hold. I'd write once they said that I could turn on approved electronic devices. So I waited and I waited. Nothing. Technical difficulties, it would be another while. Right after I started my second episode of Heroes (you know, the one right before they Save the Cheerleader, Save the World), they were sorry again ladies and gentleman, but we're going to need to switch planes because this one is broken. Maybe they didn't say it in those words but something like it. I wasn't worried though, because I watch Lost & since I was on the front of the plane, I knew Jack & Sawyer would be there & I would be their Kate & that would just be swell.

So this lovely little flight attendant was so pleasant the whole time & when we finally took off, he & I struck up a conversation. Good looking guy with blue eyes & dimples & everyone knows I'm a sucker for dimples (perhaps that makes me narcissistic, I don't know). So then I asked him for my seltzer, & he smiled & asked if I wanted vodka with that. Boy did he know how to win this girl's heart! So I got my vodka for FREE. Then he asked what was fun to do in Miami & I said me ;). No I didn't but that would've been funny. But before we landed, the best part about all this is that he walked by & put a Continental napkin on my lap with his phone number on it. I loved that. Of course that happens to me. But so anyway, he obviously solved my blogging problem. Thank you Josh, Flight Attendant. (And the answer is yes, I plan on calling him later.)

Cinco de Mayo

2008-05-06T11:25:00.002-04:00

You gotta love America/Americans. We look for any & all excuses to drink. Hey the Mexicans got their freedom! I'll drink to that. That's all Cinco de Mayo is, their Independence Day. Do Mexicans celebrate the Fourth of July like we celebrate the Fifth of May?

Why don't we celebrate when the French took over Canada? Or Bastille Day? Or when they let them eat cake in England? Are these not worthy celebratory causes? I like cake. I'll eat it.

Don't get me wrong, I'm just as guilty as the next person. I went out for this "holiday". I said "hola" to my friends. I had a margarita & a shot of tequila & some Coronas. I'm not an alcoholic, I just celebrated like the true Mexican I am. I even wished all night that I had a sombrero & a poncho. I did happen to borrow someone's sombrero just for a photo op & then returned it after my modeling time was up.

But why does everyone get so excited about this particular day? Mexico is no more special then Brazil (although I'm sure they beg to differ). It's like how people who aren't Irish celebrate St. Patrick's Day. Everyone loves that day too. I just don't get it.

I petition we start celebrating every country's independence! So crack open a cold one & have a cheers to Simon Bolivar & Giuseppe Garibaldi because we could always use one more reason to drink!

Fantasy vs. Reality

2008-05-03T23:37:00.002-04:00

OK so maybe this is jumping the gun a little bit but I just wanted to make another post already. I was thinking & wanted to write it down (thinking only occurs sometimes so when it does I need to capitalize on it).

I happen to idolize Lauren Conrad & I am addicted to "The Hills", I mean who isn't? I even got bangs because I love her so much. But let's be honest with ourselves, I can without a doubt have a reality show that would be as good, if not better then "The Hills". It would be a blend of "The Hills" & "Rob & Big" and what's better then that?

Drama? CHECK

Comedy? INDEED
Boy Trouble? CHECK

Trips across the country? GOT IT
Crazy friends? CHECK CHECK
Outlandish behavior? CHECK!

Brody Jenner?

OK, so maybe I don't have Brody but my friends are way funnier then Audrina & Lo. Ms. Lax-a-Lot & Stripper Theo are more than worthy of their own shows too (but this is my blog, so it's also my reality show). Don't forget about those R4 girls nor those crazy Staten Islanders I call my best friends either, totally reality gold no matter where I travel.

I live in both NY & Miami, 2 of the biggest cities in the US. I'm good-looking, smart & funny...yes that's Zack Morris (side-tracked, sorry). My show would be so entertaining, not to mention I'd get to become a C-list star & maybe get to eventually be on "Surreal Life"! Why am I in grad school, this is obviously my destiny.

In a world that is consumed with reality TV, what makes these people more worthy then I? Yes, I always keep up with the Kardashians & I do think I can dance & will always love New York but "The Paper"?? COME ON! Who thought that was a good idea?!

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Very 1st Blog Post

2008-05-03T13:26:00.001-04:00

So I must say, I've been wanting to create a blog for a long time ever since reading my friend Amanda's & so now was the time. She seems so creative & witty in hers & since I too am both creative and witty I thought why not share this with the world? I currently should be studying for one of my finals but why would I ever do that when I can waste time & do this?

So this first blog, as you might expect if you know me even a little bit is going to be about the Yankees. It's hard for me to describe my love for the Yankees. It's probably the only true love I've ever known. I mean I did get it tattooed on my body for all of eternity, which I'd never do for anyone else...that's how you know it's true love. Just like any other romance, however it can be a very strenuous relationship. After much anticipation & excitement of the season beginning, it has thus far been a let-down. Jorge & Phil Hughes are both going to be out for a while, not to mention the greatest of all, Mr. Alex Rodriguez.

As a girl, some people (mainly the male species) think that I don't know as much as they do. Let me make this clear here & now...I not only know as much as you do, but I know much more. As I was just studying outside by my pool, my mind began to drift off, as it often does when reading for "poo". I was thinking about how majestic Alex's swing is (& yes, my thought process is completely random & sometimes bizarre). It's just the most perfect thing I have ever seen. When he hits a homerun, to me it's almost as good as sex (ALMOST). Perhaps that makes me weird but I don't care. "I'm in love, I'm in love & I don't care who knows it!"

I believe that is all for now. Welcome to my blog & I have no doubt that my future blogs will be peppered with witicisms & movie quotes & all that jazz. I hope you enjoy all that you read & if you have any comments, feel free to share them, because after all aren't blogs meant to be commented on?