From Jett:
"In my humble opinion, PETA is far too concerned with fur and not worried near enough that people are killing innocent cotton in order to clothe themselves in such a fashion. There are even flip-flops, for the love of fuck, emblazoned with one's favorite House O' Gang Rape And General Snobbery."
Saturday, August 23
Friday, August 22
Yesterday, my friend Melissa cashed a $5 check I gave her on July 18th. It's better than the time I mailed a guy a $5 check as an apology for a book-mailing error and he didn't cash it for 73 days.
I don't know why anyone would want to live in such a conformist community, but here are some (funny?) stories about people who got raped by their Home Owners Association.
Also, I finally watched an episode of "Queer Eye for the Straight Guy" and I thought it was pretty faboo. I don't really like Carson (the gayest one) but I like the way Jai (the culture guy) dresses and I also enjoy the guy who is in charge of cooking.
Thursday, August 21
Why do I have to be such a sucker for all things Pier 1?
From a post I put up just about a year ago:
How come people who didn't give a damn about you in high school seem to want to hear your life story 3 years later?
Wednesday, August 20
Tuesday, August 19
I'd have to say this is the best picture of them I have ever seen.
Especially her. She looks like such a typical Latina bitch.
Monday, August 18
When I marry Joe, I will go from having the #68th most common last name to the #41st most common. Too bad Joe's last name is not Tataurangi, because "Tataurangi is a very rare last name. Very few last names in the US are Tataurangi. [I could] be proud of [my] unique last name!"
Sorry to all of you who checked my blog regularly in the last week. I forgot to post that I would be in Rochester from Tuesday-Sunday for the 85th PGA Championship at Oak Hill Country Club.
It was awesome. Joe got a lot of autographs and I got a lot of pictures. We saw some great shots and some of the best golfers in the world. I was so excited to see Mike Weir and Phil Mickelson, and it was neat to see Jesper Parnevik, Jim Furyk, and Ernie Els and people like that too. We went from 5pm-8pm on Tuesday, 7am-8:15pm on Wednesday, 9am-8pm on Thursday, 9am-8pm on Friday, 10:30am-8pm on Saturday, and 6:45am-8pm on Sunday. That's about 60 hours of sweltering heat and leg cramping walks around that beautiful golf course. Plus, to get the tickets we had to work three 8 hour shifts on the "Ecology Team" (read:Garbage Patrol). So that kind of sucked (we got more than enough garbage water on ourselves) but it was WELL WORTH what they gave us. Joe figured that if we had bought tickets to the whole championship, it would have cost us well over $400. Each. So hey.
I am glad to be back home in a way, but I kind of miss my apartment, which is good, since I have to live there for about 10 months starting in a couple of weeks. The lady who lives in the back apartment seems a little slow in a way, but she seems very agreeable and nice. I got all of my furniture moved in and my parents bought me a kitchen table. It was only $30 at the VOA store, but hey, I didn't have to pay for it. I just have to figure out how to arrange my furniture to make the most out of the space that I have, because my apartment isn't what you'd call roomy. Maybe I should call Queer Eye for the Straightbutsomepeoplethinkshe'sgay Girl. Meh.
I think I might go lounge around until Joe gets home, and we're probably not going to do anything tonight, because we're both so tired. He had to get up and go to work at 6 this morning, that nut. Thanks for reading.
P.S. Tiger Woods? So overcelebrated. He sure did suck this week, but it didn't stop people from worshipping. Overheard in the crowds:
(Loud cheer from anywhere on the course, sometimes from the opposite direction of where Tiger Woods is playing)... Stupid people around us: "Must be Tiger!"
(Roar and applause from the 8th green, where Jim Furyk and Tiger Woods were putting)... Murmers from around us: "Tiger must have birdied!" Me: "It doesn't occur to anyone that Jim Furyk may have birdied?" And, saints be praised, it was Furyk who birdied, while Tiger saved par.
As we're standing alongside 12 fairway, 3 balls are hit from the tee. (Tee is hidden from view) One ball lands about 30 yards to our right, towards the green, a good shot.
Crowd: "Must be Tiger!"
Another ball lands about 10 yards to our left, back towards the tee.
Crowd: "Wonder who that was."
A third ball lands about 5 yards past the first shot, even closer to the green.
Crowd: "That must be Tiger!"
Camera guy: (laughing out loud) "That one back there [towards the tee] is Tiger's. Don't you people read the newspaper? He's having a problem with driver?" (Still laughing, joined by me and Joe, who are ready to electric cattle prod these people.)
Moron standing behind us in crowd on Sunday: "I bet Tiger's gonna come out here and shoot a 65 today." Me: (glaring at the guy, thinking) "Right, since only one person has shot a 65 this week, no one has shot a 66, and only 2 people have shot a 67, and Tiger's lowest round was 2 over par. But then again, (now speaking out loud) when my mom was dying of cancer, Tiger Woods healed her." Guy: (gives me a dirty look) Joe: (laughing, shushes me)
Guy standing behind us in the grandstand at the 18th green (where we sat from 7:11am until almost 8pm to make sure we'd be there for the finish): "How many birdies have we seen here today, 3? Tiger (honestly the only good shot we saw him make all week), Freddy, and Weir?" Me: "4. Evans." Guy: "Evans?" Me: "The British guy? Sank it from way over there?" I love it when people only remember the big namers.
Same Guy: "Well, the only reason Tiger's not winning is because he inspired the other guys to bring their game up to his level." Me, running at him with a fish hook: "Right, Mr. Jackass. You all stand up here and give him a standing ovation when he is 4 over par today, 13 over for the week, and there are guys coming in here under par and sinking birdies 3 times more often than Tiger is. I think Tiger made 6 birdies this whole week, compared to Micheel, who I believe sank 21, and Chad Campbell, who sank almost as many. You sir, are an idiot." Of course, I said this all in my head, and had no fish hook with which to run at him.
I have never been a Tiger Woods fan, but I'm willing to give him kudos for his past victories. But seriously, this Tiger mania has got to stop, unless he starts putting up some scores. Cheer for people who are worthy of your cheering. Like Mike Weir, who is smoking hot. Too bad we're both married.
Really though, I had a great time, only got a little sunburned, and am glad I know a lot more of the golfers' names now. It was great to share that with Joe and I hope he appreciated the fact that I soaked my shoes in garbage water and almost dehydrated to help him experience this week of major championship golf.


