Friday, December 30, 2005

And the award for Oklahoman of the Year goes to...

Clint Ingram, #44, Linebacker for the Oklahoma Sooners. Here's why:

The game last night turned out to be a pretty good matchup (insert comment on how overrated Oregon was, and how we were a better team than the rankings would lead you to believe). The first half was pretty slow, Oregon was up 7-3 at the half. But we came barrelling out of the locker room in the 3rd quarter, looking more like the Sooners I know and love, and went up 17-7 in no time. I felt confident in my boys, that I set the VCR to record and went up to work for a bit (we're remodeling the office). 4th quarter turned out to be quite the nail biter though. Yeah, I tuned into the OSN (Oklahoma Sooners Network, for those of you non-Okie bloggers out there) on the AM radio and listened to the 4th quarter unfold. As soon as Oregon scored, I was on the phone with my Mom, one ear tuned to her, the other to the boys on OSN. It seemed that the tide was turning Oregon's way, they were doing everything right, and we made some stupid mistakes. We finally get the ball back, and on our first possession after the short punt return, Adrian runs 2 yards and goes out of bounds! Okay, so he was sort of pushed out, but come ON guys, you're up by 3 and you've got 3 1/2 minutes of the clock to burn, you stay away from the sidelines!! The next two plays fare no better, and with just under 3 minutes remaining, we have to punt it back to Oregon. Defense holds, but no...wait....they're running, somebody get him! Tackle him for Pete's sake!! Oh for the love of football.......#($*#$**&@#!!!!! So now here we are sitting at our own 35 yd line,wondering if our resurgent 3rd quarter is going to be wasted in the last 2 minutes of the 4th. Oregon 1st down...Leaf pulls back, looking, looking, no receivers, so he rolls right, finds a receiver and its a 19 yard gain (another few choice words from yours truly). 2 plays later, Leaf pulls back and throws toward the endzone where Demetrius Williams waits with open arms....enter Clint Ingram. #44 flys into the air from the left side of the screen and picks off the pass. INTERCEPTION!!! The whole Oklahoma sideline is suddenly airborne, as are all of the fans at the game, and probably all of us listening/watching the game at home, I know I was. The refs toss a yellow flag at Ingram for celebration (which was stupid, cause all he did was get up and kind of saunter down the field for a few yards, but whatever, we'll take it). We've gotta get our shit together and finish the game though, all we've got to do is knee down....but Rhett gets dinged with another unsportsmanlike conduct penalty (which is probably valid, but again, whatever). Final knee down, its over, we won, cue the band...

Boomer Sooner, Boomer Sooner....

Thursday, December 22, 2005

that's funny stuff right there

Last night, I had dinner with some friends. Z made us lasagna, which was really good. He was talking about the work he had done that day, he and his brother are re-doing someone's deck. Apparently somebody built the thing partly out of fiber-board, which is ridiculous for an outside deck. His brother makes some comment about how they must have built it just for them (to fix). Z says, "I don't think he built the deck. He's owned the house since he bought it." Umm, yeah. That makes total sense.

I look around at the others sitting at the table, waiting for some comment on what he just said, but I was the only one who caught it. Yeah. Good times.

Wednesday, December 21, 2005


Not much going on in Heather-world at the moment. Just working. Trying to get all my Christmas stuff bought.

Had to scrape the ice off my windshield this morning, and the weather forecast says (and I kid you not): Abundant Sunshine, 61 degrees. Yeah. Welcome to Texas.

Anyone watch the season finale of Nip/Tuck last night? Freakin awesome if you ask me. Quentin was the obvious choice, but Kit (who I had previously pegged as a suspect, but then she got carved, and I moved on to someone else) being the sister was a great twist. They've left quite a bit unanswered for Season 4: what's wrong with Julia & Sean's baby, what will happen when they find out Quentin's body is missing and so is Kit, what will happen to Matt and Cherry when they find the psycho-bitch's dead father, and are Kimber and Christian really calling it quits?

And we finally watched the finale of The Apprentice. I figured Randall would win, but I was disappointed that he dissed Rebekah like that. Selfish!

That's all for now.

Thursday, December 15, 2005

Hootie forsakes me, again

Damn you Hootie!!

Part One
Two summers ago, me and the roommates trekked down to Six Flags Over Texas to see our favorite band, Hootie & the Blowfish. I think we might have ridden 2 or 3 roller coasters, before making our way to stand in line for the concert. About 30 minutes before the show is supposed to start, it starts to sprinkle. The rain gradually gets heavier as we continue to stand in line, wondering when they're gonna let us into the ampitheater. We wait for almost an hour, in the rain, with all the other devoted Hootie fans. For the first half hour, the crowd is light-hearted, enjoying the little rain shower and singing Hootie songs to pass the time. The collective mood starts to go south, however, as the sky gets darker, the rain harder, and still no word from the ampitheater. Finally, after what seems like hours, there's news. The show is cancelled, Six Flags is closing. We stand around for a brief moment, hoping that this is some cruel joke, and that the doors will open and let us in. Sadly, it is true, and we sulk back to the entrance of Six Flags with our heads hung low, our clothes soaked through, and free tickets to come back to Six Flags another day (yeah, that's gonna make everything okay). The concert will not be rescheduled, they say. We stop at the entrance to decide what we'll do next, when I overhear a girl say to her boyfriend, "lets get that sign" (as she motions to one of the Hootie concert signs set up in the mall area). In the next second I was 2 steps ahead of them, taking the sign from its wooden frame, and making my way to the parking lot. As we walk past them, the girl says (to her boyfriend), "hey, that's our sign, go get it!" I turn and glare at him, to which he responds, "uhh, you go get it." Yeah right, you just try and take it from me. We drove all the way here from Abilene to stand in the freakin rain for two hours, the sign is mine.

We got to the car, headed to Emily's grandmother's house where she gladly let us use her drier to dry our rain-soaked clothes. Our next stop was Starbucks, and then we started the depressing 3 hour ride home. That sign sat on our mantle until we moved out, a shining testimony to our faithful allegiance to all things Hootie.

Part Two
About an hour ago, I got an email from Hootie & the Blowfish saying something about downloading live concert mp3s. I click the ad, and it takes me to their website. It is then that I notice the following: Dec. 15th -- Dallas, TX. WTF? I click on it, and sure enough, they are doing a concert at the Hard Rock with Collective Soul tonight in Dallas. I click the link to the radio station that is sponsoring the concert. Its some benefit for the make-a-wish foundation, and only 350 tickets were sold. They went on sale Nov. 17th. How did I NOT know about this? ME, the queen of concerts?? I click the "listen online" link, and I hear the DJ say, "okay....time to make someone very happy, we are giving away the last 2 tickets to tonight's show, call now!" If you know me at all, you know that I can be unbelievably lucky. I feel for sure that God is indeed smiling on me, so I pick up the office phone, and the cell phone, and feverishly dial away, hoping with all my might to be the correct caller. Busy signal, busy signal, busy, busy, busy....wait! Its ringing! "Mix 102.9 (YESSSS!!!), I'm sorry, we've already got a winner..." *$&#^T@(#)**$#!!!! I hang up the phone, and was seriously so excited/mad/depressed that I was shaking. Is it just not meant to be? Will Hootie and I never cross paths? Sigh...

I found 2 tickets on ebay, but Emily cannot go, as she'll be heading here to finalize her wedding plans (she's getting married Saturday!). And I would not go without her. One of these days, Hootie. One of these days.

Tuesday, December 13, 2005

wow what a weekend

Yeah, it was such a great weekend that I think I've finally recovered enough to write about it. =)

So Friday was my 25th birthday. It was about 1:30 and we're trying to decide where to go for lunch, the boys in the office wanted to take me out. Alex pokes me on the shoulder and points to the back room and my mom and sister are standing there with a balloon and a poinsettia. Awwwww! So that was a great surprise! I had no idea, they're so sneaky. So we all went out to Red Robin for lunch (which was great). They went and did some shopping and I went back to work. Yeah, not fair!

After work we went to Zookini's and then met my cousin Kami and her hubby James at Starbucks. You gotta try their peppermint mocha if you haven't, man, its delish.

Saturday we got up and met my uncle Richard for breakfast at Denny's (wanted Cracker Barrell but it was too crowded). Mom and Leslie left around lunch, and then Christy got here. We did a little running around town, then home to get ready for dinner. We met up with my friends (there were 11 of us) and had dinner at Outback. I had two buttery nipples to drink, they're awesome! (ok, that looks and sounds weird, haha). Kami made me the coolest cake ever! And it was reeeeally good too. After dinner a bunch of us went out to club unity to watch a drag show. Once it finally started, it was definitely entertaining, but for almost two hours we sat around and tried not to stare at the awkard and inappropriate pda going on everywhere. Ugh, get a room! There were a few acts that were freakin awesome, one was David and Jade doing the 'I'll Cover You' duet from Rent, and then the group performance of Thriller was amazing!

So Sunday was a recovery day, haha. Spent all day on the couch in my pajamas. I actually got dressed around 8 pm to do some laundry and run to the store, but overall it was a lazy day.

This week has been pretty crazy so far, Alex is off skiing in Colorado, so we're having to fend for ourselves here. Only a few minor catastrophies!

Thursday, December 08, 2005


My buddy Ben Lazcano is in an acappella (no instruments) singing group called Escape. They're about to start recording a new album and are needing to do some fundraising. If you can, help em out. Here's the info he sent me:

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Tuesday, December 06, 2005


I usually hate things like this, but this looked pretty interesting...

Here goes: If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, (even if we don't speak often) please post a comment here on my blog with a COMPLETELY MADE UP AND FICTIONAL memory of you and me. It can be anything you want - good or bad - BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE.

When you're finished leaving your comment, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people DON'T ACTUALLY remember about you. This should be fun. If you leave one for me, I'll leave one for you!

Monday, December 05, 2005

another weird message

Okay, so I got another weird message over the weekend. (I'm not including her full name *yes I said her* or her email).

"Hi, I'm Anna, 23f from TX and I love to fight and wrestle? I am 5' 6" 135lbs and my pic is on my yahoo profile. Do you like to fight or wrestle?"

Ummmmm. Wtf? I saw her profile, and she's pretty good looking, so guess I should be flattered. But, and I kid you not, the only interest she listed was 'women of wrestling.' Wow.

Friday, December 02, 2005


Don't get me wrong, I absolutely love my job. Great coworkers who are my age (including my boss), nothing unethical goes on around here, we occasionally have to deal with crazy customers (but who doesn't), consistent raises, good hours, respect, the list goes on. But...

I am the office manager here. Its my job to make sure everything is running smoothly: bills are paid, overdue customers are addressed, parts are ordered and shipped, and that turnaround is normal. We've been sort of understaffed and overly busy lately, and my boss has had to pick up the slack, and he hasn't had to do the in-shop stuff in awhile, so I know it frustrates him. But its his company, and you have to do whatever it takes to get stuff done. I'm tired of nagging and complaining, I feel like I'm the wife or mother to this business. Nag nag nag, lately its all I do. And I'm so tired of it. But I feel like its necessary, otherwise customers aren't happy and business declines. How do I get through to my boss, that I'm not trying to control him or his business, I'm just doing my job? Eck, its so frustrating.

Sigh. At least its Friday.

Thursday, December 01, 2005

Christmas Lights

Okay, this took some serious time, effort, and dinero. I'm just glad I don't live in their neighborhood. Its awesome, check it out! (there's music to it, so you'll need to have sound).

Christmas light bonanza

personals ad from hell

Okay, so I have a personals ad. I've only met like, 4 guys from this thing, one is promising, a few were nice but there weren't any sparks, and one was a total a**hole. I get some messages from divorced fathers, some from 40 to 50 yr old men looking for a twinkie in the city (Friends anyone?), and occasionally some from the crazies. Here is a message I got back in July from one of the crazies. I did not edit the content (other than omitting the email address and phone numbers he left). Enjoy.

"Dear friend:
Hi , I did find your profile from internet ,my name is Larry Miller , I am living and working in Houston Texas as manager of service company my work no. is (***), I have a town house in Houston west side close to Memorial Shopping Mall ( it is in a gated community, with 24 hours guard on duty, very safe part of city) it is a new ,and very large shopping mall , I am 5' 11" with my shoe and cloth on ,and weight 186 lbs with my clothes on , Iam caucasian , dark hair ,and light skin , I do not drink or smoke ,do not have any criminal conviction on my records, and I donot get mad easily ,and easy to get along and member of a local Baptist church, I am always respectful toward others especially toward people that are close to me ,and I have never left a relation on a bad terms , and usually do not keep grudge against any one,, , and I am single and looking ,do not have any children , but I do like childrens , I do have pet rabbit he is snow white with pink eyes , my hobbies are reading ,jogging tv Discovery ,and National Geography are my favorate channels , ,do it yourself projects , I wish to invite you to come to houston and visit me, to see if you like this city or not , when you come and visit me and Houston if you wish I can get reservation for you at a local holiday Inn for your peace of mind , my home ph. *** , cell
no. ***, e mail ***. cordially larry Miller
p.s. if you decided to go to any local schools / colleges, i will pay your tuition too ,also include your ph. no. in your reply letter , writting back and forth is waste of your time ,, if you do not know it by now"

I actually had one of my coworkers call his cell # and judging by his accent, he must be from the middle east somewhere. So I sincerely hope that the whole thing was a joke, but sadly, I don't think it was. Although the whole 'paying for my college tuition' thing was pretty intriguing, I had to pass on Mr. Miller. Gave me a weird 'not without my daughter' vibe.

Anyone else have a fun personals ad story?