Saturday, September 15, 2007

Jane says "Are you ready for some football?"

Who would have thought you'd ever see Perry Farrell singing the theme song for ESPN's Saturday Night Football alongside Kelly Rowland and 50 Cent? Certainly not me, but there he was in Times Square at the Pontiac Garage.

I have nothing of substance to say, just a few ramblings.

New backyard neighbors stole my garbage can today. I shouted from my kitchen window (because I was still in my jammies and I'm kind of non-confrontational) but they just looked up at me and went back to dragging my can over to their apartment. I noticed that their can was already full, but that's not my problem. I'll just have to toss my trash into someone else's can on Thursday.

Ordered my dress for the fall fundraiser. It's purty but I'm worried about my tattoos showing. I can wear black hosiery to hide the leg tats but the back is going to be a problem. They just don't make cocktail dresses that cover your back. The dress I ordered comes with a sheer black shawl, but I'm worried that it won't cover them well enough. Maybe the combination of the wrap and my long hair will work just fine. I'm going to look for an darker wrap or a nice shrug just in case.

A big shout out to my fellow Hufflepuff, Mary C, who found the Snitch and won our house 150 points in the first round of Quidditch!! Team Hufflepuff is in the lead for the house cup. Woo Hoo. And to that end, here's a little sneak peak for my swap recipient. She's in Ravenclaw and prefers the book colors, as do I, but dang it's hard to find bronze yarn.

Did you hear about that oversized load that jammed up traffic on the 101 today? They were moving a pre-fab house and it got stuck under the Hollywood Boulevard overpass. Did you see the driver? He had an Irish brogue and I just wanted to pat him on the back and offer him a Guinness. Poor thing. It's pretty funny, though.

Don't you hate it when you come across one of those unnaturally gorgeous boys who are young enough to be your son and make you feel like a dirty old woman for having impure thoughts? Yeah, me too.

That's all. I'm off to bed. Tomorrow will be an action-packed thrill ride from beginning to end, I'm sure, as I will be doing laundry and dyeing my hair.


Piglottie said...

I agree Bronze yarn is difficult to find. So is gold (I'm spoiling a Gryffindor)- they all seem quite yellow.

Had to lol at your comment re gorgeous young boys ;)

MonkeyGurrrrrl said...

screw worrying about your tats. Unless they are replicas of ginormous penii, or say, "I f**ked your mutha", people will get over it. Didn't you see the article last week detailing re: tattoos and knitting?

Ink is the new Black.

And, YES. I've considered my dirty ol' haggy-ness quite often in these last few weeks.

MonkeyGurrrrrl said...

Also, a$$HOLE neighbors!! Stealing someone's trash is just wrong! These aren't the snatch and grab neighbors, are they? I think you might need to sit them down. And work on your confrontational skilz.