Haiku Friday: Gamer’s Paradise

It took long enough
but then we received the call:
Wii would like to play


For the low cost of
two hundred forty-nine bucks
you can bowl with friends

Thanks to Aaron’s brother, we are now the proud owners of a Wii. Awesome game system, and perfect for parties. I can’t wait to try out more games.

To play along for Haiku Friday, follow these steps:

1. Write your own haiku on your blog. You can do one or many, all following a theme or just random. What’s a haiku, you ask? Click here.

2. Sign the Mister Linky below or at Jennifer’s blog with your name and the link to your haiku post (the specific post URL, not your generic blog URL). DON’T sign unless you have a haiku this week. If you need help with this, contact Jennifer or myself.

3. Pick up a Haiku Friday button to display on the post or in your sidebar by clicking the button at the top.



Hey, Hey, I Wanna Be A Rockstar

OK, memes can get a little stale and boring. I’ve answered five (or was it eight? or ten?) random things about myself more than once. But this new meme that I’ve seen floating around the internet, well…this is just plain fun.

Do you want to be a rockstar? There were times as a kid when I dreamed of it. The fame, the fortune…but what would be the name of my band? Seems like all the good ones are taken. And what would I call my first album?

Well, kids, that has now been solved. I’d like to present my new band, Kabuki Quantum Fighter, and our first album, Those Who Ne’er Succeed:

(Original image by luisa_m_c_m_cruz)

Awesome, isn’t it? Yeah, we had some rough starts, but I think we’re the best alterna-rock mommyband out there. Our concerts are only held in the afternoons (so we don’t wake the kiddos at bedtime), and we insist all concert venues have appropriate diaper changing facilities.

Want to be a rockstar, too? Follow these steps:

1. Click this link. The first title on this page is the name of your band.

2. Now click this link. The last four words of the very last quote is the name of your album. If it doesn’t work at all, click the “New Random Quotations” button for more.

3. And finally, click this link. The third picture on this page will be your album cover. Add your band name and album title, and you’re done! (Please remember to give credit for the original picture.)

You’ll be seeing Kabuki Quantum Fighter on the next Lollapalooza tour. Fer sure. (Wait. Do they even still have Lollapalooza? Oh god, I’m out of touch with pop culture, aren’t I?)

I encourage everyone to play along, but since we’re supposed to tag a few people, I’ll tag Sarcastic Mom, L.A. Daddy, and Playgroupie (once she gets internet again, of course).



Now It’s A List Of Four

Damn.

I still can’t believe Heath Ledger is dead.

28 years old. Father of a two year old. Such a promising future ahead of him.

I’ll admit it: I had a fangirl crush on him. When I first heard the news, my chest felt heavy and my throat tightened. This is a sick joke, I thought. He was on my List of 5, after all, and earned his spot on that list from the first moment I ever saw him on the short-lived TV series Roar.


I had noticed that he didn’t look as put-together recently. Ever since his split with Michelle Williams, he seemed to stop taking care of himself. The low-key yet still stylish sense of fashion was replaced by unwashed hair, wrinkled clothing, and a worn-out, troubled expression on his face. Maybe he was depressed over his relationship issues. Maybe his latest roles had taken too much out of him. I can’t say. But the change was noticeable.


We all stop and gawk when a celebrity dies, especially if they’re young. But I guess this one is hitting me hard because he wasn’t one of the usual suspects. He wasn’t a celebrity party-boy, he wasn’t in trouble all the time, and he seemed like an average, quiet, down-to-earth type who just wanted to do his job and be left alone. You didn’t look at him and see another Anna Nicole Smith in the making.

At this time, there’s still no answer as to what happened, but it seems that investigators have centered on two theories, either accidental or intentional overdose on the prescription sleeping pill Ambien. I’d like to think it was accidental, because I find it so hard to wrap my mind around the thought that a man who professed how much he loved being a dad would intentionally leave behind his two year old daughter. And now that daughter will likely never remember those happy times they had together.

It sucks, and I am sad that I will no longer be able to see more from him. I enjoyed his acting and respected the decisions he made in the roles he accepted. But I’m also sad for his family, and seeing this tragedy makes me hug my two girls a little tighter and be thankful for each day I am here for them.

You’ll be missed, Heath.



Hey Look, It’s A Train Wreck. Let’s Watch.

It’s too bad Lynne Spears’s new parenting book has been delayed indefinitely.

With Britney unable to drive in a straight line and quit drugs long enough to get unmoderated visitation with her boys, and little sister Jamie-Lynn Spears now an unwed teen pregnancy statistic (a pregnant Zoey 101!), I was looking forward to reading that book.

I mean, I want to learn how to make sure my daughters self-destruct by high-school, assuming they make it that far.

Seriously, it would read as the ultimate “what not to do” guide, wouldn’t it?

Maybe she should scrap the plan and work on a book about birth control and the dangers of drugs. It could be a board book for her grandchildren.

Oh, Spears family, you provide us with so much entertainment, but I wish for your sakes you wouldn’t.



Where’s My Support Stockings and False Teeth?

Today, Aaron and I went to the mall for some holiday shopping.

We poked our heads into Spencer’s Gifts, a store I had to visit during every mall trip as a teen. I haven’t been in one for a few years now, and thought it might be fun to take a walk down memory lane and see what quirky and slightly racy stuff they had now.

I can tell you this: it’s not the Spencer’s I remember. I was actually stunned by some of the stuff I saw there.

I walked out feeling old and conservative. Ouch.

Sigh.