Texas-Bound, Gilligan's Island and Pot and The Pope of Trash

I'm now counting down the days until I fly out of Massachusetts to enjoy myself in the Lone Star State. Getting more excited (and a little nervous) every day. I found out my first night there will be spent going to a local Dallas hangout (the name escapes me @the moment) for general merriment and a Guitar Hero competition. I just might join up for shits and giggles, as $5 is quite reasonable. I still have to figure out what I'm packing and also to empty out my camera to leave plenty of room for pictures galore, as I'm sure I'll be looking like the stereotypical tourist in that regard. Also, many pics of my gorgeous host will be taken. Because I can. :D

My St. Paddy's was uneventful outside of work. Work itself was a very busy day, due to all the new people in the office. They had me running around doing Facilities and such, making sure everything was in working order and whathaveyou. Also, free food is always welcome where I'm concerned.

The rest of the day was spent @home, drinking Killian's, puttering about on the Internet, wrestling on the TV in the background (I barely paid attention anyway) and laundry. They can't all be wonders of social activity.

I have to say I was amused to read about Dawn Wells (aka Mary Ann from Gilligan's Island) getting caught w/pot in her car.

DRIGGS, Idaho - Dawn Wells, who played Mary Ann on "Gilligan's Island," is serving six months' unsupervised probation after allegedly being caught with marijuana in her car.

She was sentenced Feb. 29 to five days in jail, fined $410.50 and placed on probation after pleading guilty to one count of reckless driving.

Under a plea agreement, three misdemeanor counts — driving under the influence, possession of drug paraphernalia and possession of a controlled substance — were dropped.

On Oct. 18, Teton County sheriff's Deputy Joseph Gutierrez arrested Wells as she was driving home from a surprise birthday party that was held for her. According to the sheriff's office report, Gutierrez pulled Wells over after noticing her swerve and repeatedly speed up and slow down. When Gutierrez asked about a marijuana smell, Wells said she'd just given a ride to three hitchhikers and had dropped them off when they began smoking something. Gutierrez found half-smoked joints and two small cases used to store marijuana.

Personally, it's always funny to read about people older than my grandparents and their non-medical fun w/marijuana. Just goes to show you there should be higher priorities in this country than the War On Drugs, @least where weed is concerned. I'd like to think the $ and energy could be spent better on, oh, I dunno, education, the homeless, taking care of unregistered sex offenders, closing the gap between middle and upper class, environmental issues, so on and so forth. But nope! Those pot-smoking layabouts who play violent video games are the DEVIL!

For those of you who know me, I'm a big John Waters fan, and have been ever since my first fateful viewing of Pink Flamingos almost 10 years ago. Now, your average movie-goer has probably never seen a John Waters film. Your average movie-goer probably never wants to see one. Depending on which entry in Mr. Waters' filmography you watch (whether Flamingos, Hairspray, or Cecil B. Demented, among others) will probably sway your opinion. One movie I'm waiting w/bated breath for a DVD release is one of his earlier works, Multiple Maniacs. And that is mostly because of this:

How many movies do you know of where the climax is a very large drag queen getting raped by the cheesiest monster lobster (named Lobstora, mind you) you'll ever see in your life?

I don't think it needs mentioning that the following may be considered NSFW. You have been warned.

It's safe to say I'm not like most people where it comes to cinematic tastes and what amuses me in general.

"Absentee Friends," Simians and '80's Music and General Hilarity

You know, I did tell myself I was going to keep this current. Thankfully, I have a little more initiative due to a reader who gets bored during the day and requested new material.

Who else gets annoyed w/friends who drop off the face of the earth? Seriously.

It gets to be a pain in the ass when I hear things like "don't be a stranger" or "we should hang out more often" while I'm twisting arms for social contact. And it's not like they lead busy, jet-setter lives. Whether it's the onset of WoW addiction, being a hermit @home alone or just laziness(?), it seems there are days where people lose the motor skills and common decency to take 30 seconds out of their "hectic schedule" to return a phone call once in a while, or even (SHOCK! HORROR!) call, IM or e-mail me out of the blue. Am I the only one that sees this? Am I expecting too much of people? How much longer should I be the one making the effort? I dunno. But it's things like that which give a moment of clarity to being a pack-a-day smoker (i.e. stress).

The 2nd counselor appt. is tomorrow. First one went better than I planned on, though I'll bet dollars to donuts I'm going to start not liking to talk about shit like my twunt of a mother, my shortcomings w/the opposite sex, and whathaveyou. @least I have the rest of the day off. Beyond doing some tidying up and sitting in front of the Wii playing Super Smash Bros. Brawl, I've yet to know what'll be going down.

There's reasons I <3 the Internet. And, to allude to the title, I'd like to share a few.



Though there's chocolate much better than Cadbury's (don't even get me started on the wrongness of those Creme Eggs), it's quite the amusing spot.

Speaking of the animal kindgom...



WTF IS THIS SHIT?!?

"Hundreds of dogs, many dressed as babies or clowns, were taken to celebrate mass in this Nicaraguan town on Sunday, an annual ritual where the owners pray for their pets to be cured or avoid falling ill.

...

The faithful thank the saint for curing their pets or ask for the dogs to be protected from illness. The town's priest always conducts a special canine mass."

Good gravy. If I could have whatever they're smoking in search of "religious enlightenment" (riiiiiiiiiiiight. -Ed.) then I'd be a laidback motherfucker like no other.

Away from that Latoya Jackson-looking thing and back to me...

I have purchased a plane ticket for my trip to Texas. Now it's just a matter of mind over, uh, matter concerning my fear of riding the giant steel birds, as well as actually getting to the airport. I still look forward to the trip w/great enthusiam, though. Also, thinking about the warm temperatures leaves me engorged.

Can you tell I'm sick of weather in New England?