Thought of the Day...

So the other night, when all of the storms were headed through here, all of the tornado warnings were going up, and the National Weather Service was issuing guidelines for the storm.  In these guidelines, those in building were told to find shelter in an inside room on the lowest level of the dwelling they were in...while those in mobile homes were told to find shelter in a car or outside.  What I deduced form this was, "If you are in a structurally sound building, find shelter.  However, if you are in a trailer, your ass is better off outside with the tornado. Good luck."  Does this make anyone else say what the fetch!?

Thoughts...

I have the drive to do it.  I have the ambition. I even have a pretty alright starter resume complete with training and experience. What I don't have is the ability to drop everything in one place, and go to L.A. or NY to audition for everything under the sun until I get lucky. I decided to start my family first, and then pursue my dreams. I do not regret this.  I look at my kids, and realize that, even with as crazy as they make me at times, I never want to know what life without them or their dad would be like.  I would never go back and do anything differently.  That being said, I do wish there were more opportunities at my disposal out here.  There are auditions out here.  Heck, one of the biggest shows on TV is filmed just 5 hours away from here.  The thing is, I have no help.  My husband is active duty military, and no one in my life seems to understand this dream I have had since I was 8 years old.  I want to act. I want to get lucky enough to get cast on a TV show before I'm 50.  I want to make people laugh.  I want to make people cry. I want to do all of this while still being a very active mom.  Is that possible? I Know I would not be the only person in history to pull it off. 

I am obviously just thinking out loud, but I think I have more than what it takes.  I am not some bimbo who wants to act because she was once told by some sleazy old Sears photographer that she should be a model.  I want to bring scripts to life; bring my own script ideas to life.  I want to tell stories and be a part of the art form that is film.  I want to be someone else between "action" and "cut"...Mike will be on shore duty, again, when I'm 30...maybe I can make it happen, then...I sometimes spread myself too thin, and forget that I count for something, too. Maybe I can volunteer at the VB theatre.  There's always amateur night at the Funny Bone.  It will happen...I just don't know when or how...but I do know that it will.

...I just need a boost.

Thought of the day...

It would be kind of interesting if Pastor Terry Jones, the inbred from Florida, died today. Let me set the stage. He walks up to the pearly gates, smiling proudly because he is sure he's in the right place, just for God to say, "HA! APRIL FOOLS!" and down the chute 'e goes! Awe, to be a fly on the walls of heaven.

Say... wonder if the celebrate April Fools Day in Heaven...

Thought of the day...

Trojan's new ad just does not appeal to me.  When a condom ad could very easily double as an Icy Hot ad, this does not excite me...it will be cold, and then it will burn...a lot! No thanks!

Rant of the Day: Married Couples

Married couples.  Now, even though I am married, I do not feel that my husband and I fall into the category I am about to "rip on."  You know the ones. These couples on Wheel of Fortune who are all like, "I have been happily married, for 32 years, to the love of my life, Howard." Bullshit! Booooolsheeeeeet! No one has been happily married for 32 years.  I never tell people I have been happily married for 5 and a half years, because I would be lying, and my mother smacked that dirty habit outta me a LONG time ago! Happily married. Happy, happy, happy.  Except for the time your wonderful husband, Howard, slept with the nanny.  Bet you weren't too happy then, Gladys ol' gal, were ya? Why do they have to be so freaking phony! I love Wheel of Fortune. I love solving the puzzle before the dipshit from Yale who thinks he's so great because he knows how to talk good. But those assclowns ruin the end for me.  There are no happy endings for me when Howard and Gladys come to play.

Then there are those couples who think it's ok to give us normal couples advice.  "Well Anna, it's give and take, it's give and take." Great, he can GIVE me his wallet and I will TAKE his credit card to the mall.  There's always that woman with the perfect hair, the perfect clothes, the perfect husband, and the oh so well behaved kids who wants to tell me how to remedy my severly dysfunctional family. At dinners out with other couples, all I want to do is drink and NOT have to wipe up boogers and food off of my kids for a few hours, and all they want to do is tag-team my husband and I on who needs to make a greater commitment to our marriage.  As I'm texting my best friend about the ugly-ass dress this bitch is trying to pull off, and my husband is using his fork as a toothpick and his knife as a tiny mirror to pluck the remnants of steak from his teeth, all I can think is, "who does this June Cleaver bitch think she is???  So we aren't up each others asses 24/7. So Mike smokes. So I bitch...constantly.  It's who we are! It's what we do!"

No, we are not Barbie and Ken.  We're more like Dan and Roseanne.  We have our ups, we have our downs.  We are not always thrilled with each other, but we are both smart enough to know that no one else would have made this long of a commitment to either of us, so we stick with it. We take it day to day, praying that neither of us will wake up to the other putting a pillow over our face, and that's ok...that is ok.

Thought of the day...

Watching the new Scream trailer...is it just me, or does the masked killer sound a lot like Charlie Sheen? That bastard's everywhere!!!

Brain Exhaust...

Well, I'd better put on my safety helmet, because if I want to make anything happen, I'd better expect to fall hard a few times...awe hell, I might as well put on the knee pads as well...now where did I leave those last time I...

Thought of the day...

Mock Charlie Rant:
Alien supermodel assassins from Uranus are coming to steal your children and dress them in drag!!! (yes?...no?)

Thought of the day...Part III

Look, I understand that habitual liars can't help it, SOMETIMES, but at other times, why don't they just take the high road and shut the heck up! All I want to do is say, "no you didn't, no you can't and no you aren't," but instead I just smile and nod and say, "oh, that's cool..."...but no, no it's not...Penelope! (no, you did NOT invent oxygen so I do NOT owe you 10 cents every time I breathe!)

Offensive Photos

Should one even be allowed to look this good...but seriously folks, should this even be allowed...

Thought of the day...Part II

You know why I can't stand people like Snookie?  Here I have a dream that I am willing to put a lot of work into (but my kids always come first, which is why my dream is on hold), meanwhile, she is famous for being a drunk, uncouth, loud-mouthed little troll who got picked out of a crowd to be on a show because of her ability to exhibit those abilities to a very accommodating public.

Thought of the day...

Who came up with the name of the US operation over Libya?  It sounds like something a celebrity would name their kid.