Buy the ticket. Take the ride.
The WGA Strike is OVA’. 
Welcome back, TV.
We’re gonna be BLOWIN’ UP the Scrantonicity when this thing gets back on it’s steady Thursday night stance.
The Office is slated for another six episodes this season, which still makes me nervous, and slightly upset because we’re getting screwed out of our extended season… but they didn’t say that those six episodes weren’t… hour… long… epsiodes?…. I’m just sayin’.
I’m big on packing my own lunch for work. It’s cheaper, easier and I almost always get what I want. Granted, it gets boring (crackers, apple, PB&J) it always has a way of leaving me satisfied.
The Museum Center has a typical museum food court going on. The one corporate sponsor (Pizza Hut) and then the sandwiches, fried foods, burgers and salads which many of my co-workers partake in on a daily basis. Hence a major reason that I won’t touch the stuff, some of it just looks downright nasty. But last week, at a staff lunch, my boss had a salad that looked amazing. Now, there are few things in life that I love more than a good salad. Crasins? Apples? Feta? MIXED GREENS?!?! I’m all about it, so imagine my surprise at the mixed greens, crasins, feta, apple and grilled chicken salad I saw in the dining area today. It had to be mine. So I bought my salad and out of lack of a balsamic vinaigrette (my favorite dressing), I went for the raspberry vinaigrette which I had never had before.
And I will never.
Have.
Again.
The dressing tasted like vomit. Totally sickening and awful. And it didn’t help that it covered what tasted like rancid feta cheese, wilted lettuce, weird dried apple things and crasins that you couldn’t taste because they were covered in raspberry vomitgrette dressing.
And that wasn’t chicken.
And now I don’t feel so well.
In other museum news, today I was in the Trading Post and a little loquacious young lady came in and was telling me ALL about her rock collection. And I guess I kept saying “Cool” a lot because she paused her story, looked at me and said “You say ‘cool’ a lot.”
So I guess it’s time to retire ”cool” from my vocabulary. Kosher?
Happy friggin’ 18th Birthday to the best set-o-twins I know, Miss Emily and Mister Clayton Graham!!!
Hope you guys have an awesome birthday filled with things that are now legal (In moderation.).
Love, love, love!
My friend Aaron passed this along to me because he is well aware of my massive and insatiable girl crush on Tina Fey.
Little did Aaron know that just this past Sunday night I spent a good 45 minutes gawking at a $75 Annie Leibovitz book for which I would do unspeakable things.
Check these gorgeous photos out. Added bonus if you’re a Disney fanatic. I’m not really, but you gotta check it out.
Now that I’ve got not only your attention, but your mom’s, your uncle’s, your sister’s friend’s brother’s nephew’s, too, it’s about time that I explain this pregnancy of Silena’s that’s caused such a stir.
See, it wasn’t a total fib. Just a little one. And pretty much the first of MANY AMAZING, STELLAR, CREATIVE, MIND-BLOWING publicity stunts that I will be pulling once Silena is famous and makin’ the big bucks. And I’ll even do it for free.
Because, you see, our dear Silena is not pregnant in the knocked up sense, more in the theatrical sense. Dear Silena is co-starring in a production of “Laughter on the 23rd Floor” at Moorpark College that opens this February 14th! Where she plays a lady who is in fact pregnant.
Here’s the info: Info!
So check it out! Take your sweetie for Valentine’s Day and help skyrocket the next big starlet of Hollywood to eternal success and fame!
So proud.
PREGNANT!?!
More info as it becomes available, Kids.
Read the entry about Museum Theft, then you’ll understand.
Anyone who’s ever been to the Santa Barbara Zoo should find this story pretty sad. My mom sent me the article last week, but I completely forgot to post it.
Like I said, there’s little chance that if you’ve been to the SB Zoo that you’ve missed Gemina. I can’t remember a time when she wasn’t there and is always something I visit first whenever I’m there.
Here at the museum we have a great little area called Nature’s Trading Post. It’s a really cool area where kids can bring in things they find out in nature (leaves, rocks, fossils, etc.) and the more they can tell us about the item, the more points they get. They can use these points to “trade” for things at the store like fossils and minerals. It’s a huge hit. It’s also one area of our museum where visitors can touch 99.9% of what they see. That being said, there are a significant amount of items in the Trading Post that are not for sale and are property of the museum.
This morning I was in Nature’s Trading Post and a young boy probably around four asked me what something was. I told him that it was a piece of fossilized coral. He then asked if he could have it and I said, “No, I’m sorry, that’s the museum’s piece.” He then proceeded to sneak to the other side of the room and put the piece of fossilized coral in his pocket Half angry, but mostly in shock, I sat there and watched the kid walk out of Nature’s Trading Post with the coral in his pocket. I mean, really, I didn’t know what I could do and by the time I thought of what I should have done, it was far too late. I couldn’t believe what I had just seen.
Well, well, well! Karma’s a B, my little thieving and conspiring little friend!
Our little Sticky Fingers McGee left behind his Transformer/Alien/Robot toy. And I don’t know if this was a showing of good faith that he was trading that for the fossil, but in any event, it has absolutely no scientific value and therefore receives a point value of zero. You win nothing. Good day, sir!
And so long as we have illegal trading practices being carried out by such individuals, Alien Prime is officially a POW at my desk and I DO NOT negotiate with NTP Terrorists.
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