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If you’re blue and you don’t know where to go to, why don’t you go where fashion sits?

I live in fear that someone in my family is going to try to get me on TLC’s What Not to Wear. I actually like the show, I enjoy Stacy and Clinton, and think they know what they are talking about, when it comes to making people look good. It would probably be pretty cool to get $5,000 to spend in NYC, and their advice to go along with it. That being said, I would never, in a million years, give them all of my clothes to mock and then throw away. As is the custom on that show. I’m sure I could be schooled in which paints would make my ass look smaller, my legs longer, and my IQ higher. But it’s not worth it to me. I’m not going to give up my beloved graphic tees. And I am not going to wear a shoe with a “little bit of a heel” to “elongate the leg.” It’s not going to happen. It would be handy to know how to dress my age on certain occasions, but it’s not worth giving up my personal identity to do it.

Seriously, I worry about this. I know my family would love to make me over. I know it. They’d love to see me in something besides jeans and sneakers. You can tell by the way they freak out with excitement when they see me in something other than jeans and sneakers. Unless it’s pajama pants. I don’t think they are impressed by my pajama pants. But the fact is, I’m a casual girl. It probably costs me, first impressionwise. But you know what happens when you try to be something you are not, and give in to the pressure of making a good girly first impression? Blisters! On the bottoms of your baby tender feet. That’s what.

I’m not sure if TLC’s What Not to Wear have ever encountered someone who refused their offer of $$$ in exchange for all their clothes, but I would refuse. Graciously. I would explain to Stacy and Clinton that I admire them, and respect their clothing advice, and would love to get their opinion on how to dress on the rare occasions I want to dress like an adult, it would be SOOPER cool to know how to do that, but then I would turn them down. I mean, if you were me, would you give up this shirt?

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You would not. If you were me. Besides, I’m not completely stupid. I don’t wear pleated pants or anything.

Also… I don’t like to shop. For clothes. Books, dvds, cd’s… computer stuff… hell yeah. But not clothes.

Shoes don’t count as clothes in the above scenario, fyi. Shoes are different.

Note: Dear Family and Friends, this is, in no way, a reverse psychology plea for you to set me up with What Not to Wear. I would, in fact, be most displeased to find myself in that situation, especially with the secret filming and all. If you want to get me on a TLC show, please get me on Miami Ink. That really is much more my style.

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Pet show and tell.

I was responding to Delmer’s comment below, when I decided my responding comment was long enough to be a post. With pictures.

Q: I’m curious … is your cat named for Phoebe from Catcher in the Rye.

Based on what a person might gather from your blog-persona, it would make sense.

A: it was actually my bunny who was named Phoebe. She died 4 years ago this summer, which broke my heart, but she was the coolest bunny ever. And that is precisely what i tell people when they asked why i named her Phoebe. People thought it was because of either Friends, or that show about the witches, Charmed. But in truth, I got the name from the book. But we mostly called her The B.

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Of course, if I name my daughter Phoebe, I will say it’s after my bunny, and not some book. 🙂

Prudence, my cat, I named after a rag doll I had when I was a kid, that my grandmother used to try to steal from me, telling me that Prudence would rather live with HER. Which I never believed. My Moür Moür was a terrible liar, and her daughter didn’t raise no fool. But again, people think I named her from that Charmed show. I didn’t even know there was a Phoebe and a Pru on that show until after I got my cat. Never watched it.

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And as long as well are talking pets, here is the dog who is responsible for me liking quiet, sweet, lazy dogs. … Bunker. We had him for 17 years.

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Look at me! I have devil eyes!

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Pet talk with KK

Yesterday, cubeplex neighbor KK and I were chatting about something, I don’t know what, but I am sure it was totally work related, and the conversation turned to dogs. I am a cat person. But I do like dogs. Just more on an individual basis. Whereas I pretty much love all cats. KK is a former owner of greyhounds.

Jodi: i like lazy dogs.

KK: me too

Jodi: lazy dogs who like to nap.

KK: lazy dumb dogs are the best

Jodi: dogs who are practially cats.

KK: greyhounds! they really are cat-dogs

Jodi: i’ve heard they are pretty laid back.

KK: yes they are…they have about 10 min. of crazy energy a day and you don’t have to do anything to get them to use it up. stand in a field/yard and they run circles till they’re tired. just perfect. and it’s realy hard to know what they’re thinking (like cats) they are pretty aloof and aren’t sloppy lickers or mega tail waggers. a perfectly happy greyhound will stand in front of you and stare.

Jodi: LOVELY!

KK: yeah, I miss them 🙂 truly are cat-dogs.

Jodi: pru would not like it.

KK: she’d be jelous I’m sure

Jodi: would it do ok with a cat?

KK: depends on the dog. I had a cat living with my 2 for awhile. Once they were introduced and they learned the cat was off limits, I didn’t have a problem

Jodi: maybe some day I could adopt one. when i have a house. and I can build a dog run.

KK: houses make it easier for sure

Jodi: either adopt a greyhound, or a chinese baby girl. one of the two.

Jodi: i would name my chinese baby girl after my bunny. i’d name her Phoebe.

KK: that’s a nice name

Jodi: works well for rabbits, as well as daughters.

KK: so versatile!

Jodi: but, once again, better to wait until i have a house.

KK: yeah, I was just going to say that

Jodi: i’d need to build a chinese baby girl run.

KK: you know, once you get a house you could probably get BOTH

Jodi: could they share the same run, do you think? or would i need a dog run AND chinese baby girl run?

KK: probably, the dog could help keep her warm at night too so you wouldn’t have to havea heat lamp

Jodi: i’d probably let her in at night. let her sleep in the laundry room. the dog that is.

Jodi: the chinese baby girl would have her own room. sheesh. what are you thinking?

KK: I was being practical and consolidating on space and resources. Coming up with ways for things to mulit-functional. What else would I be thinking ?

Jodi:true. you are right.

KK: you haveto think this way when you are providing for others

KK: gotta be practical

KK: and stuff

Jodi: hmmm… i am learning a lot from you. thank you for your generosity.

KK: sure, anytime. I’m full of it

Jodi: i’ll say

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Then and Now: Episode 25 A place that nobody dared to go.

Seriously, I doubt anyone has dared to go here, in a while. Note: at the time of actual blog post, the audioblog control buttons seem to be coming and going. You may not see the controls to play the songs, just give it a minute, they should come back.

I have a guilty pleasure… actually, I have several, but let’s just focus on this one. And, to be honest, I don’t think I feel all that guilty about it. I love Xanadu. The movie, and especially the soundtrack. In fact, if pressed to criticize, I would say that the soundtracks has held up much better, over time, than the movie. But movie does have Olivia Newton John in flouncy peasant dresses, with slits up the sides, leg-warmers, and roller skates. Which is pretty damn cool. I bet that look will come back. I wanted to be Olivia Newton John, back when this movie came out. First Grease, and now she was a muse? And Gene Kelly, to boot. Dreamy! With that fabu Kenny Ortega choreography, and pizazzy costuming…. I own that movie on dvd, I’m semi-proud to say. But when it comes right down to it, it’s the soundtrack that I really love. Three letters… E.L.O. ’nuff said. Jeff Lynne wrote the song, but ONJ sang it.

Xanadu – Olivia Newton John

So, never in my wildest dreams did I think I would be able to use Xanadu as a Then and Now. But as it turns out, many many people have covered this song. I chose my favorite. I think it has the appropriate cheese factor to compliment the original source – the movie, and do justice to the song itself. Plus, it’s snappy.

Xanadu – The Lounge-O-Leers

Now that I’m here, now that you’re near… in Xan-A-Dooooo!

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I’ve spent a few hours geeking out today, doing top secret things to my blog. For one, I’ve set up a new Feedburner feed, in order to better track my stats. I have attempted to set up a redirect in an .htaccess file, so that anyone who subscribes to my feed will be redirected, but I don’t know if that’s working. I hope so, because otherwise the stats are pretty useless.

Additionally, I have set up hot link protection so the little creeps at myspace.com can no longer hot link to my images and use them in their profiles. It drives me NUTS. If you have any issues seeing images that I’ve posted, please let me know. If you want to hot link something, just ask me. I have no problem with people I know hot linking. I just have to add you to the acceptable list.

In fact, here is a test image of me, and my favorite drug of choice.

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PROXOMITRON is the true DECIDER

Tomorrow is Evildeb’s birthday. Lately, she has started referring to herself as PROXOMITRON THE DECIDER. in all caps. First, it was just THE DECIDER, most likely because she felt that Bush was mistaken about who the real DECIDER was. But now, it’s PROXOMITRON. When she refers to herself as PROXOMITRON, it’s in the third person. As in “PROXOMITRON is not pleased.”

I hope PROXOMITRON is pleased with the birthday present I got her. I think she will be. I can’t tell you what it is right now, because she is in an all day computer class, growing increasingly more bored by the moment, and there is a slight chance she’ll read my blog because of it. I think the name PROXOMITRON came out of this class, she’s been attending every MWF and this one S, for the last couple of weeks.

I’m going over to Evildeb’s house for dinner. She is going to cook me some meat. Some cow meat. Since I started this diet, I haven’t had been eating a lot of meat. Not just red meat, any meat. Mostly because I don’t cook. And since I am no longer allowed to get my meals through my car window, my normal source for cooked flesh, it just doesn’t come up very often. I’m practically a freakin’ vegetarian! And that will never do. I stopped by the Evil Household the other night to pick something up, and I almost snatched AlmostCertainlyGoingToEndUpEvilMaggie’s dinner right off her plate. Chicken nuggest. [She wouldn’t have cared, she was too busy running through the house naked, clutching a large plastic shark and yelling ‘INCOMING!’ ] So she is going to have some kind of ocean meat, and I get grilled beast. I’m soooooo looking forward to it. Mmmmm… steak.

If you know what’s good for you, you will wish PROXOMITRON THE DECIDER happy birthday tomorrow. God only knows what will happen if she does not feel the love.

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No, what I really need is emotional therapy from the evil dead.

A few months ago, I get my cousin, Kirsten, my season 1 and 2 Buffy the Vampire Slayer DVDs to watch. And she was instantly hooked. Now, I am sitting here, online, waiting for her to finish a season five episode called “The Body.” If you are into Buffy, you know what I am going through, waiting for her to finish, so we can commiserate. That episode is a punch in the gut.

I’m working from home tomorrow, there is a possibility you can watch me while I work, if you are into that type of thing. I’m going to be researching and updating information in a spread sheet. Yes! Wait, there is more… I’m going to color code my results! Awwww… yeah!

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