it all just got away from tony romo

So today, whilst watching football, I saw a commercial about GM. I had seen the same commercial a few days before, but I had forgotten about it. It is the commercial staring the new CEO of GM.

The first time I saw the commercial, I had to roll it back to make sure I had heard correctly.

I had heard correctly.

Ed Whitcare is the new CEO of GM.

Ed is back, back again, Ed is back tell some friends.

Now, why do I know who Ed is? I know who Ed is because he terrorized my family for awhile. And by terrorize I mean he drove AT&T stock into the ground, expanded the company too fast to the point it was much too large for its own good, and took away all employee benefits or limited them to the point where they were almost pointless. After Ed entered our lives, when SBC bought out Ameritech...it was pretty much all down hill from there. My senior year of college, I randomly decided I could do Ed's job better so I proclaimed I was going to become the CEO of SBC. Or AT&T.

I also concluded Ed as plotting against me, so everything that went wrong in my life, or in the world in general, was Ed's fault. Ed was plotting against the world.

And then he left. He left and left Randy in charge and Randy moved the company to Dallas from San Antonio, where Ed had moved it from St. Louis after Ed was told he couldn't play golf somewhere because he wasn't old school St. Louis. So he went where he was old school, San Antonio. We'll see how long he lasts in Detroit, before GM moves to San Antonio, though the government might not let him do that...

My brother just informed me I'm a week behind in my news. So what? I finally remembered to tell the internet world this random information.

the date grows closer and closer

The time is getting near. I've been in the dirt hole for a year now and if the end is in site will be told this Friday! I'm totally crossing my fingers and toes to get out of here. There is a small possibility that we'll be stuck in the dirt for another four years, which is something I dread on many levels.

I am still trucking along with my shop on Etsy. I've only had two sales and one no-sale. I'm trying to do things to get my sales to pick up, but due to the fact I have very little drive, I have yet to do anything major. I told D about the shop, as well as his wife P. D informed me the other day he was telling everyone he knew. Tragically, the only people he sees on a daily basis are wanna-be fighter pilots. All male. They are not in need of purses, tragically.

I have an add running on On Scrappy Chic. She contacted me about wanting to run an ad for my shop. It was like the best day of my life when she asked about that. (Okay, I think getting married was the best day, but it was totally one of the better days in the dirt hole.)

As my time in the dirt hole grows shorter (crosses fingers, knocks on wood, does many odd things to assure she will leave), I need to get ready for guests to invade my house. We have a spare bedroom, which is mostly used to collect junk. My husband used it as his huge walk in closet for awhile, then it just started gathering random items after we got Basil. I walked in there this past weekend and was like, "Wow, its filled with pillows and things Basil's attempted to eat." Stuffing was every which where, there was a pilot helmet sitting on the pathetic table bought from Target that never did stay together, and two broken printer were on the floor. In another corner lives the four floursent bulbs we removed from the kitchen after they put in the new lights in our house and we were being blinded in the kitchen. It is still brigher than it used to be in there with only two bulbs. There are also piles of my rejected, too small clothing. I spent about an hour Sunday shoving things neatly into one of the closets (for unknown reasosn the smallest room in the house has two huge closets...)I still have not shoved enough in for the arrival of our new bed on Friday. After two years, we finally bought a guest bed (as well as new printer, but that is not that important except it cost 69 dollars and I acutally pointed with my elbows at it.)

And to end, I will share with you a picture of Basil with a bra on her head. It cracks me up to no end. She is a total modle when I get the camera out. She always poses for me.

sitting in the dark

I think it is sort of funny that most of the hits for this website come from the entry about Stargate Atlantis and how it ate my soul. That one entry gets almost every hit I get, and yet no one has ever commented on it, thus I can only assume that everyone who actually visits my website thinks it sucks.

Which is more than likely does as it more than likey only makes sense to me. Such is life.

I have been plotting, and this is my plot: Ireland Scott Designs.

I have become a handbag designer! Oh yay is me!

Anyways, come check me out and stuff. Always love selling things!

plotting

I have been plotting and figured I should update this as when I am done plotting, this will be another way to get the word out that I am done plotting and have finished what I began plotting awhile ago.

In other news, I've seen a lot of movies recently. Here are the movies in ten sentences or less:

Knowing: Nicholas Cage acting sort of creepy. Would have been a good movie, except for how it ended. It was a cop out ending, lame to no end. The whole thing with the little girl, the numbers and the current kids hearing whispering would have made much more sense, and made you care more, if there was not such a cop out of an ending. It ended and I was like, "Hey, wait a minute..."

Ghosts of Girlfriends Past: I hate Matthew McConaughey. He actually annoys me to no end and I cannot think of a single movies I like that he is in. However, I do adore Jennifer Gardner, so I went to see this. For what it was, it was a very good movie. Interesting to see the lead guy go from total sleeze, to confused sleeze, to oh my god I love the same girl but I'm scared shitless to the point I'm lame. I did enjoy how all the "ghosts" came to him and were either past girlfriends or his current assistant. And the hall of girlfriends past was actually sort of creepy.

Star Trek: OMG! This was like the best movie I've seen in awhile. It had everything one would want out of this sort of movie. My husband enjoyed all the explosions and I enjoyed the whole time travel aspect. I am not really into science (nor do I understand it for the most part) so all the "wrong science" in the movie did not bother me. I've always liked time travel things, where characters are in a "different" time line, so I thought it was cool. It was also well acted. I never really watched the orginal series, so for the most part, until Spock showed up, I had no idea how the time line was different. I figured that it had changed in the first minute, but I didn't know for sure.

Night at the Musuem: Smithsonian: Funny movie. Cute funny movie. Ben Stiller did not totally annoy me to no end, the Hank Azaria did. Was he trying to sound like a gay British man on purpose? I also got highly annoyed by Amy Adam's character, Amelia Earheart. Could they carm any more twenties cutie lingo into her? Other than that, it was a cute movie.

Angels & Demons: It had been forever since I've actually read the book, but I don't think the book ended as the movie ended. Actually, I am sure it did not end as the movie ended. For one, Victtoria had a bigger role in the book than she did in the movie. Two, I'm pretty sure the priest did not die. But besides that, I thought the movie was beautiful. The way the Chruch was protrayed and shown actually caused me to see them not as a demon, which is how the chruch is sometimes betrayed in these type of situation. It was well wroth the two hours and two bucks I paid to see it.

Shopaholic: I adore this book. I adore the author of the book. The movie left me feeling luke warm due to all the changes they made. First, they seemed to have cramed at least three books together, randomly picking and choosing from the books. Second, the movie takes place in New York City as opposed to London. That pissed me off from the start. Also, I felt sort of strange as the movie seemed to just take the character of Becky Bloomwood, cram her shopping addiction in along with a few minor plot points from various books, and create a new story line and basically new story. Sort of like Gossip Girl the TV show.

Movies I saw on DVD in less than ten sentaces:

In Burges: My husband and I got this movie because he likes explosions and I was in a mood for a funny, non thinking sort of movie after spending the day watching over 8th graders for 8 hours. This movie had no explosions and required a lot of thinking. (I was really in the mood to see a movie like Star Trek when I saw In Burges.) I was rather confused and unfulled by the time the movie ended. Does the main character live? What the hell is going on? In the end, neither of us felt we had a clue what was going on, nor did we really care.

Doubt: A movie D invited us over to watch on his huge TV. The huge TV distracted me for the most part, but in the end I was not sure what the movie was supposed to do to me...make me doubt? I figured I would have understood more of the movie if I had been Catholic, as a lot of the things going on made little or no sense to me. In the end, I doubted if the movie was any good. The only thing that came out of it was now my husband randomly proclaims, "I have doubts, Ireland. I have doubts." I never had any idea what he is talking about.

No Country for Old Men: I have no idea what this movie was about. Drugs? Texas? Dirty men? This might be due to the fact I did not actually watch the whole movie because I had the flu and thought I was going to die, but my husband did not undrestand it either and he watched it all. His only comment was, "I have to watch that again."

The Departed: Another movie that left me feeling sort of unfilled. I hate movies where everyone is either dead or dying or you have no idea if they live happily ever after. Okay, I admit, I like movies that end with happily ever after. I don't mind the violence, but I hate trying to figure out who is the bad guy, who is the good guy, who is confused on to which side they are on. I did miss the middle of the movie because my husband did something that pissed me off, but I saw the start and end and have no clue how we got from point a to point b. I guess I needed the middle of the movie?