Two P's in Applaud

let's get this party started, right! let's get this party started, quickly!

2008-01-09T13:14:00.000+08:00

happy 2008.

luv,
hall

hrmm...

2007-06-20T12:08:00.001+08:00

how do i trick oates into posting?...

who is that handsome fellow?

2007-04-25T23:59:00.000+08:00

a valentine's gift idea!

2007-01-21T16:21:00.000+08:00

while oates is away, hall will play

2006-12-30T14:34:00.000+08:00

do you think that's true in real life, too? hahaha!

i am EXTREMELY tired, but stupidly updating this blog. oates has abandoned me for the motherland. there'll just be one P in Aplaud for a few weeks. sad! and it's so noticeable bc we update this thing so often. :(

do you know how cashews grow? i bet you don't. it may behoove you to go search your neighborhood google images page for the "cashew fruit". yes. cashew fruit. i said it. don't believe me? here, i made it even easier for you: http://images.google.com/images?hl=en&q=cashew+fruit&btnG=Search+Images.
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altogether now: WOAHHHH!

glossing over much, if not all, of the cashew conversation my family and i had over christmas lunch at DUANGRATS (quite possibly one of the best thai restaurants in the DC area), here are the most important lessons i learned that day:

* cashew trees bear fruit. filipinos eat this fruit. you use the cashew as a handle when you hold it while you eat it.

* and this is straight from the province - chicken farms and all - the smoke from the roasting of cashew nuts makes chickens sick. they get all droopy, their beaks run, and they require medication in their water to get better. =/ it may be the funniest and saddest thing you've ever learned in your life.

* a filipino riddle:
A: what do you call a princess sitting on a cup?
B: a cashew!

* HAHAHAHAHA!

anyway!

2006 has almost come and gone. what a crazy fast year. come 2007, oates and i will once again be joining the discovery channel's "national body challenge" program in an effort get (and stay) in shape. i can only hope the final results reflect our current determination. we'll see.

i wish you well - lots of laughs and good times - for the new year. it got cliche somewhere down the line, but i am slowly re-realizing, if there is such a thing, that we only live once and that we ought to just do the things we want to do. well, to a point. hedonism doesn't really get you too far. anyway, anyway, anyway... new year, new me. you've heard it before, but i think i'm serious this time. 2007 is not ready!

my very best to you!

xXoOOOxXOXoxoxXOXx

(a la nacho libre: little kees, big kees, little hug, big hug, big hug, big hug, little kees, big kees...)

:D

yea or nay?

2006-12-12T00:46:00.000+08:00

the britney-whitney comeback tour. having kinda lost the excess baggage of their now ex-husbands, it is my humble opinion that these two should take the world by storm with new records and a new tour. 2007 could be their year! oh, and the best part? their opening act... paula abdul! because, you know, she's forever your girl.

tell me you wouldn't buy a ticket!

the season of Cashmiracle.

2006-11-28T02:17:00.000+08:00

Guess who?!

Hall and I have been busy with our tour schedule (who saw us in the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade? Yes, I mean THIS year!) and our new Holiday album, "Home for the Holidays" - so needless to say, I have obviously not caught up with Hall's blogging prowess. I am what?: LAME. this is why I sing back-up.

In any case, the holiday season is upon us and, aside from family and friends, what can be better that food and sales?! I'll tell you what made my weekend: CASHMIRACLE @ Target - tracksuits that look and feel like cashmere... Why didn't I think of it?!

Unless you can convince me otherwise, I think CASHMIRACLE is THE made up word of the season.

bust that.

happy thanksgiving.

2006-11-22T15:28:00.000+08:00

oates won't post, so i will. while the whole concept of "Thanksgiving" seems to be contested, i say, let's just make it about being thankful. (duh.) while, like valentine's day, we as a people shouldn't have to wait for a certain day a year to be grateful for and/or feel blessed by everything around us, it's a good reminder for us young, yet cynical folk to keep our heads up and to appreciate what we have instead of what we don't have. that may have been a convoluted run-on, but please bear with me. well. in any case, it all boils down to the sheer awe i feel when i think of those around me - their capacity to support, entertain, be knowledgable, empathize, love. how lucky i am to surround myself with wonderful people. blah blah blah...thank YOU.

my way too awesome pun of the day:
K: i'm a liability!
A: no...you have lie ability!

as someone put it, to oates: "i hope your thanksgiving is as stuffing as mine."

celebrate your families and your friends. if i can do it, you can too.

it has such little fingers!

2006-10-20T05:49:00.000+08:00

to make you laugh on the inside...AND the outside!

2006-10-18T06:10:00.000+08:00

1) so my neck was very sore yesterday. i think i must've slept on it entirely wrong. donna let me put this none-too-fashionable lumpy pad-like thing on my neck by Thermacare. then doug comes in and i'm all like, "oh no! you're gonna see this ugly thing on my neck!" to which he replied, "what? your face?"

2) if donna were a superhero, she'd be Lecheflan Lady. an egg would hover over her head and with a sweep of her arm, it would turn into a dish of lecheplan, which she could use to take down her enemies. her kryptonite? talcum powder. one swift dash in the face could quickly disable her.

3) "earthquake" mispronunciations: a) earthcake, b) earquake

4) a recommendation: "Ang Pagdadalaga ni Maximo Oliveros". here's a little enticement -the poster says it opens nationwide on november 30. unfortunately, not in THIS nation. :( try catching it at a film fest, that's how D and i saw it. the miss universe scene will have you in tears; it is so hilarious.

5) and to finish, something that's not really funny at all: lupus. donate HERE to support research to finding a CURE for lupus.

i'm a seis semana!

2006-10-13T04:34:00.000+08:00

so i was at the doctor's the other day and this guy saunters up to the receptionist and he says, "hey! seis semana!" to which she replied, "excuse me?" i was shocked and amused. i mean, who talks to receptionists like that: "hey! sexy mama!"??!

overheard at fuddruckers:
- "it's so big i just have to shove it in."
- "can i get a bite of your weiner?"

COMPELLING QUESTIONS OF THE DAY:
- is it inappropriate to refer to the "equipment" of another person?
- do both parties have to be "hot" for it to be considered a "hot date"?
what defines a date as "hot", anyway?

discuss.

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that was an insufficient summary of the goings-on of the past month, but that's all i'll leave you with! more next time - promise!

boobage assault and other smootie items

2006-09-08T02:15:00.000+08:00

this will be a shorty -

okay, i am the lame pea in the pod, i know... i just wish i could hire a blogger to write all of the crazy/stupid/funny things that go on around here (and in my head!). just imagine - a geeky blogger with his laptop, sitting on that IKEA stool in the corner. wait, maybe he can be a HOT blogger?! forget it, i'd be too distracted.

i was assaulted on the metro by boobage action. i understand there are times when the metro is full and jostling body parts are bound to happen… but for some reason, i feel the boobage area is particularly intimate and I would never want to press my girls up on anything they aren’t interested in pressing. i guess not everyone feels this way – i am just saying: PERSONAL SPACE PEOPLE!

smootie and i think we should have camera phones to catch all violators of personal space, whether it be boobagers, armpit envelopers, pole huggers, etc. it’s just not right.

things overheard in the office:

i’m about to make an old man happy!
i like to pump it fast and hard.
...i could get so much of it for so cheap!
i just wish i didn't have to crawl around on the ground.
why does it smell like clam-chowder in here? because she farts clam-chowder, you know – like i fart sausage, egg and cheese?…

OK Go, you broke my heart.

2006-09-06T09:33:00.000+08:00

all kinds of sadness these days. not the chipper stuff i've been promising, but i only report the truth as i see it, so here we are.

sadness #1: the revelation that i have the soul of somebody who's at least twice my age, and most importantly, at least twice what ought to be my level of jaded-ness. a lot of internal (and external - sorry for the whining, D!) struggle today. this strange, extreme sense of duty or responsibility. this inability to just enjoy things. where did my 20s go? it's like i went from 19 to 90. why do i have the word "wizened" in my head!? i watched aladdin the other night and i found myself irked by the impossibility of the story - they knew each other for a matter of hours and they knew they were right for each other?! lying and posturing is forgivable with a single sweet memory? how did jasmine become so worldy, independent and forthright if she'd never seen or known anything beyond the palace walls? did she have teachers? books? anything? (am i making an "allegory of the cave" reference??!)

how sad is this!
sadness #2: raaaain. rain rain rain rain rain. sunshine, please?
the most ultimate, pain-inducing sadness, aka sadness #3: struggling, yet still managing to pull off a last-minute trip to NYC w/the help of KDM to see my, as you all should know, most favoritest, coolest, smartest, hottest band ever - ok go on good morning america. i put in a request for tickets nearly a month ago, JUST got confirmation that i GOT tickets and was swimming in joy and lost in revelry - my first time in a tv studio, seeing ok go like THAT - and was half an hour from getting in a car and driving all the way up there (4-5 hrs) w/KDM when i found this on their blog:

GMA Appearance Magically Converted into Conan Performance.
Cancel your plans to get up early on Wednesday morning and make new plans to get up late on Thursday. OK Go will no longer be appearing on Good Morning America tomorrow morning but will be performing on Late Night with Conan O'Brien on Wednesday night. And they'll be killing it, just so you know.

i hope they know that that was no "magical conversion." that was the simple change of my heart from whole to broken.
actually sad sadness #4: steve irwin was killed by a stingray barb off the coast of australia on monday. the thought of his death creeps into my mind sometimes and seriously makes me sad. how tragic that someone so joyful and enthusiastic should die in such a random and brutal way. and all captured on tape, no less?? something about it all just makes me so sick.

little funnies, in a weak attempt to offset the massive unfunnies above:
1) this girl used the "word" magnanimosity in her thank you card. i can't help but think she's been listening in on dlp's and my bouts of nonsensical wordsmithing.
2) if jogi were an animal, she'd be a panda.
3) if jogi were a cartoon, she'd be michigan j. frog.
4) okay, fine, this is a HUGE funny - LITTLE MISS SUNSHINE
5) that guy in the hot dog suit in the accepted movie trailer who bows slightly, puts one hand forward, wiggles his fingers and proclaims, "look at my weeeee-nah!"

am i allowed to end on that?

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DONNA!!!!!!!

2006-08-31T03:34:00.000+08:00

special shout out to my fellow "p", MS. STAR D!

i hope this is your most shakiest-n-bakiest birthday ever.

happy sexyback bday.

Man Steals Puppy By Putting It In His Pants

2006-08-26T06:05:00.000+08:00

July 24, 2006 12:26 PM

Authorities are investigating a canine caper in Plantation, Florida -- a crime that was all caught on tape.

Security cameras caught a man walking around a pet store when he spotted a Maltese puppy he liked.

The man picked up the dog, stuffed it in his pants and walked out.

Store employees realized the puppy was missing soon after the dog-napper exited the store.

"We count the puppies every 15 to 20 minutes," said pet store owner Larry Silvey. "We check the cribs, and we realized the puppy was stolen, so we went back, checked on the camera, and there he was, stealing the puppy."

"I wish the guy was here right now," Silvey continued. "I would like to take care of him. Anybody who would steal a puppy is like hurting a child."

Plantation is located 29 miles north of Miami.

bloggers block!

2006-08-25T00:10:00.000+08:00

yarrrgghh! must....find....something to write about!!! wahh.

i saw this the other day - beyonce's new song (i think) - "ring the alarm":

it's very interesting to me that her so-called fans are so up-in-arms about her latest incarnation. signing petitions to have her remake her videos and such? i mean, are you serious? get over yourselves, she's the artist, y'all are the fans.

in other news, my two/three weeks alone in the apartment are coming to an end. it's funny, i never realized how easily i can freak myself out when i'm by myself. i turn all (no really, ALL) the lights on, check around corners before turning them and play music constantly to avoid the all too frightening SILENCE. the other night at 2 am when my music stopped i could hear what sounded like an old timey radio broadcast of people chanting, "our father who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name..." the sound would fade in and out and when they were done with that, a man started preaching about the catholic church. i was sufficiently freaked out, images of the exorcism of emily rose running through my head. lame.

as for my game of "survivor", i must say i did decently, though i did cheat and buy dumplings and mac n cheese when i went to costco to get bottled water. i didn't eat out as much as i normally do, though, and i did end up a good deal of what was in the house. if this were a real competition, i wouldn't have even come close to winning, but i wouldn't have been the first to be voted off the island.

speaking of survivor, have you heard THIS juicy bit yet?? apparently, survivor is trying something new this season - splitting the competitors into tribes by their race. ...say WHAT?! i would go off, but it seems like sufficient well-worded vitriol has already been written by the professionals - here's a taste.

well, that's enough outta me for now. i'll come back funnier next time. promise.

oh and one more thing - please help us find a good dance party! and if not a party, then a place to hold a party cuz like, we got some grooves that need to be majorly GOTTEN ON.

fruity adventuring

2006-08-15T21:08:00.000+08:00

i've never had amish food but apparently they are darn good makers of fruit twists (think Twizzlers, only softer and in an array of yummy flavors: including but not limited to grape, mango(?) and one aro has named "sunshine"). i am generally not a big fan of fruity candies, desserts, etc. as i prefer the real thing but these are snack-tastic. if you are ever in amish country, i suggest you snag a bag of Kenny's Twists... but you might want to avoid the white ones (coconut rarely ever translates well as a candy flavor).

had lunch with my kuya bentot for lunch yesterday. he moved to cali at the end of last year and was in town visiting. speaking of fruity adventuring, one of the funniest parts of our lunch was when he said: look at that guy, trying to make that bag look all butch - i have that bag!

to which, i looked and said: the way he is carrying it does not look butch at all.

in fact, the bag was flung over this guy's shoulder as he held it, supermodel-like, with his pointer and middle fingers AND it was a rainbow of fruit colors - very difficult to butchify.

my free conference work-bag looked manlier that that bag... i think i need a new bag.

bitten by the blogging bug

2006-08-12T06:53:00.000+08:00

so after keeping this up for a week or two it seems as though i've been bitten by the proverbial blogging bug. i find myself constantly thinking about blogging. phrases/ideas that have been running through my mind:

- "oh yeah, i'd totally blog THAT."
- "that's blog worthy."
- or conversely, "that's seriously not blog worthy."
- buttons that say "bloggable", "you probably read my blog" and "blog THIS!"
- "it's the blogness!"

pathetic.

in other news, there has been so much bloggableness going on that i couldn't possibly document all of it. sadly, much of it slips away into the muddied waters of my forgetfulness. alas, alas, alas. but i guess i'll start off with the most important of the things i can remember:

1) bobby badfingers. what was america thinking by not voting him into the america's got talent final??! he didn't deserve to be grouped w/N'Versity - those skanky tone-deaf 16-yr olds! real quickly, can i just say that N'Versity is probably one of the stupidest things i have ever heard? they said that it was a combination of "unity" and "diversity". to that i say, maybe they should have taken some more time and gone with "Uni'Versity". anyway - bobby badfingers. how i regret not voting!

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i wrote the above on friday, and had to stop prematurely. i would attempt to continue it now, but i am unable to in my current incapacitated state. my apologies, gentle reader.

why incapacitated?
1) INSOMNIA - a combination of my general inability to sleep (and stay asleep) and the grudge 2 trailer. oh my feeble mind.
2) what's wrong with your eye?? - is this a sty or clogged pore? in either case, it's grossin me out and giving me a major headache.

is two points enough? i know every good list has three items. oh well.

i know i'm a little whiny today, but i'll end with this last thought: metro hell. having the express turned to the last page, sudoku and crossword puzzle teasing you to complete them, and then, reaching into your bag to realize YOU DON'T HAVE A PEN. wahh.

august-ness

2006-08-08T21:11:00.000+08:00

august is gross in dc but there are a few good things to note:

1. my birthday. i know, too easy - that's why it's #1. unfortunately, must wait until the very END of august. but being the pinay that i am, you should never be afraid to party early and often.

2. kids start going back to school - which translates to fewer family trips (aka tourists) and, while i personally have nothing against tourists in general, having tourists in the summer in dc... is as bad as it sounds.

3. pre-season football! woo-hoo! which means, just around the corner i will be able to witness yet another season of wishing my niners back to glory. but really, the toughest part of football season in dc is that my sleep schedule gets thrown out of whack because there is Monday Night Football and now, SUNDAY Night Football.

i look forward to NBC and seeing my kooky uncle John - Madden, that is. while watching the game between the raiders and eagles sunday night, they described the process of making of the busts for the hall of fame and kooky uncle john talked about how he thinks the busts "talk to each other" when there is nobody else around. no one else can get away with that kookiness...

true, most kids nowadays only know him for the video games and as a sports commentator but i am happy that he was finally inducted into the football hall of fame. although i am a niners fan, i respect his accomplishments as a coach... and he grew up in daly city, california.

happy fried-day!

2006-08-07T22:37:00.000+08:00

well, today was the last day for at least a month that i will eat fried food. i have that whole "health" thing to think about. it's so hard being me. also, i just thought it was necessary to share donna's genius pun of the day: fried-day. frieday? any way you slice it, it tastes goooood.

so, all y'all enjoy your popeye's and your five guys cajun fries. i'll be joining you soon enough. ;) call me in september.

in a related story: in an attempt to eat better and save some dough, i will be playing "survivor" in my apartment while joanna is out. this means i will only eat what is IN THE HOUSE for the next few weeks. no buying of groceries allowed! "survivor" is a good game to play every once in a while because it helps clean out your cupboards and pantries that are undoubtedly filled with stuff you never want to eat. this way, you get fed, your kitchen gets cleaned out and you don't have to feel guilty for having bought all that stuff. so, "survivior" it is. anybody wanna play with me? donna is the current "survivor" champion. she is a fierce* competitor. watch yo'self!

i'd also like to mention that today was august 8, 2006 aka 08/07/06. how cool! why is it that these kinds of things amuse me so?

*fierce in like the tyra banks america's next top model sense.

don't MAKE me turn you on!

2006-08-05T08:44:00.000+08:00

today was joanna's last day working in our office. wahh. guess we'll find out (again) how much picking up the slack sucks. i just feel bad for sook-yi who was/is inundated with new stuff.

it's been, in some ways, a very fast week and in others, a very slooooow week. guess it depends on who you are and how much you hate 100+ degree weather and like 100% humidity. le sigh.

brilliant idea 2006: NAUGHTY-CALS nothing says "naughty" like sailing-themed unmentionables! a quick google search indicates that we're not the first ones to stumble upon this pun. nevertheless, our take is still unique, fun and fresh. i was going to post pictures of how pre-K.Fed Britney, J Lo, and Hillary Clinton all agree that naughty-cals are the only way to go, but it somehow felt a little smutty.

quote of the day: "...but i have the better view."

puns of the day:
D: could you turn that printer on?
A: *gyrates with so you think you can dance-quality in front of printer*
J: what kind of printer would that turn on?!
D: a color printer!

another for the list!

2006-08-02T00:06:00.000+08:00

song in my head when i woke up this yesterday morning: "over my head (cable car)" by the fray. guess that's better than the other day when i woke up with rihanna's "unfaithful". do you think it means anything in particular when certain songs are with you from the very moment you wake up?

while we're talking about music, apparently my impersonation of shakira in "hips don't lie" sounds like ernie. yes, THAT ernie. shak-ernie, says D. be afraid. "rubber duckie don't lie, i'm startin' to feel it's right."

pun of the yesterday: D brought strawberries and cheese for lunch.
A: is your cheese smoky?
D: yeessss. and it's gouda.
A: aww man. that's NOT pun of the day, by the way.
D: very gouuuuda.
A: okay fine, maybe it is.

anyway, as for the "list" that i mentioned in the title, let's add Goodwill Guy to Cafeteria Man ("Just let me watch yo' figure!"), The Phlebotemist ("Don't go back to work - let me take you to lunch."), Pretty Feet! Guy ("Pretty feet!") and my all-time favorite, The African Prince ("You should let me take you to africa, and you can be my queen."). the best line Goodwill Guy had: "So, uh...is it hot enough for ya?" i give him a 4 out of 5 for effort and for working outside on these 100+ days.

in other news, i think this needs to be said: my name is april and i'm a puzzle-holic. it is bad that puzzle-ing is starting to adversely affect my work?

If your friend/co-worker/loved one is doing puzzles, the following areas of their life may be affected:

Work performance. Your friend suddenly shows an active dislike for work, looks for excuses to stay home ("It's hot outside."), and experiences a drop in performance.
Physical health. Listlessness and fatigue may indicate your friend/co-worker is doing puzzles.
Money. Sudden requests for money without a reasonable explanation for its use may be a sign of puzzle-ing. You may discover money stolen from previously safe places. Items may disappear from your home because they're being sold to support a puzzle habit.

i'm not really sure where to go from here. perhaps my thirst will never be satiated until i help put THIS together.

donna told me about how she had a waitress who went by "Vana" (pron. "vonna"), short for "Nirvana". that's pretty cool, i thought, but what would make it better is if she went by "Nirvy". THAT, i think is the much better name. i can't wait until i have my two kids, Nirvana & Baltimore. or, as i will call them, Nirvy & Tim.

quote of the day: "when you know better, you do better!" - DLP

S'NOT quote of the day: "for days when you feel fat, just remember: keep moving. a body in motion is beauty in progress." - lame DJs on some DC station

exchange of the day: (perhaps not as funny in print)
A: i can't rememba.
D: did you say "caramba"? who are you, charo?
A: haha, on a good day.
D: charo. i'm not charo. notcharo.
A: hrmm. well, im rongero.

trying to catch me riding diiirty...

2006-08-01T00:28:00.000+08:00

at target the other day, i went in looking for a shredder that was advertised on clearance and came out with sanitizing wipes… so, my apartment will still be full of the growing paper collection i have amassed over my near-decade (?!) here in dc but at least it will smell like a spring waterfall.

i must admit i was tempted to purchase pcd’s album, so i could riverdance to ‘buttons’ but i stopped myself. instead, i find myself perusing through the itunes site and bought my jam of the season:

ridin’ – chamillionaire & krayzie bone

this weekend, I pondered the origins of the name, chamillionare: was he trying to say chameleon+millionaire or caramel+millionaire or is his mom’s name Camille? just wondering.

monday metro-ride was delightfully uneventful. no pole-leaners, back-pack door-blockers, hairy-pit flashers, or rude people in general…amazing.

now, discussions of the day:

1) smellier chip flavor: spicy shrimp or sourcream and onion?
2) better on a prescription label: “may cause weight-gain” or “may cause fatness”?

FOOD.O.FILE #1: Lucky Strike Lanes - Chinatown, DC

2006-07-29T12:33:00.000+08:00

i'll post now what will hopefully be the first of many to come, a restaurant review lovingly titled: FOOD.o.FILE.

Lucky Strike Lanes - Chinatown, DC
701 Seventh Street NW
Washington, DC 20001
ph 202-347-1021

- the Ranch w/BBQ sauce Chicken Bites were divine. just the right amount of crunch and crispiness that was complemented with a smothering of ranch. the bbq sauce was there for dipping, but i discovered it to be unnecessary as the chicken and ranch were flavorful enough. some of the chicken pieces were dry, but for the most part, they were faaaaan-tastic.

- the french fries were nice and fleshy, landing in a spot somewhere between Wendy's and McDonald's. and don't underestimate the description! - when they say "basket of fries", they really do mean it.

- i would NOT recommend the crunchy mashed potato rolls, as our order failed to live up to its name. rolled up mashed potato, sure, but crunchy? if by "crunchy" they meant "not crunchy", then yes, they were quite crunchy. the wrapper was too soft and doughy to go well with the mash insides. i must say, like many of the dresses on project runway, the idea was good, but the problem was in the execution.

- the chopped classic cobb salad seemed to get good reviews. i've learned that a true cobb salad should have avocado, and lucky strike's sure hit the mark. the portion was also decent for the price.

- other offerings include thai pizza, tomato & cheese s'mores, potato pizza pie, plus all the other typical bar/alley fare: burgers, onion rings, buffalo wings, etc.

RATING: not a turkey, strike or gutterball, lucky strike's food was good, but not perfect, so it picks up the spare. B+

no seriously, make it stop

2006-07-29T12:32:00.000+08:00

hollywood D has been seemingly anxious to post, and her lack of a computer at home probably doesn't help. so here i am again.

things i can't wait to be over:
1) this sweltering, humid summer
2)

oh wait, that's all. and i know we don't have it as bad as the west coast seems to be having it these days, but seriously, can i just say - what the!?

it was grace's birthday today (the 28th) and we went to lucky strike in chinatown. it's a bowling alley with a dress code - that may be all you need to know. more lounge/bar than bowling alley, it was pretty fun; modern and artsy in a very calculated way. one cool thing was that their computer system actually tells you how fast your ball comes down the lane...in MPH! i'll have you know i can throw a 9-pound ball about 12 mph down a lane. this other guy had one go over 22 mph! holy!

revelation of the day: "strike" in baseball means you don't hit anything, but "strike" in bowling means you hit everything! (all together now: wowwww!)

pun of the day: when looking for the new issue of people magazine w/lance bass on the cover, but seeing that the issue at CVS was still the one with sandra bullock on it, D asked, "where's lance?" then, to answer her own question, she said, "...hrmm, guess he's not out yet."

closing of the day: it's off to bed. amazing how bowling a mind-blowing 83 can really tire you out!

you WISH you could see my new turkey dance!

...well, it's not churro science!

2006-07-28T00:58:00.000+08:00

so i've been given the honor of doing the first post. and let me tell you, it's totally like woah.

discussions of the day:
1) capri pants and bowling shoes - deal or no deal?
2) colin farrel = retrosexual?
3) what texas city would you host the olympics at?

speaking of cities, i recently had an idea to name all of my future children after cities i've lived in. austin is a nice name; raleigh's pretty cool. tianjin sounds nice and foreign (who doesn't love a good identity crisis? lord knows i do!), but then - and this is my personal fave - how about baltimore!? D says i can call him "tim" for short! :)

all i gotta say is my future husband betta recognize!

ps - misunderstanding of the day, which adds to my deep-seated fear that i fail to enunciate -
A: he was a materials science engineer.
D: ...churro science??!
A: nooooooo!