Friday evening, after a quick nap, I joined Mr. Mark Crawford at most likely the sleaziest event that I've ever been to (with the exception of Lingerie Night at the Phoenix Underground which I was semi-tricked into going to): The WET Pool Party at Diamond Jacks Casino. For the record, I only went in order to meet one of my favorite radio personalities: Big Al Mack from Kidd Kraddick in the Morning... which I did:
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Friday, May 29, 2009
I decided this afternoon, following a blog entry about how I'm sick of my long hair, to cut my hair. Just thought I'd share. Front:
I occasionally have those mornings where I wake up late and don't have the energy or time to wash, dry, straighten this mane of hair on my head without being late for work. Actually, usually I have plenty of time but I'm just too lazy to do it. It takes me FOREVER to dry my hair and I get so overheated due to hair dryer that I've gotten to the point of just drying it halfway and saying "Screw You" to the rest of it. On top of the heat-issue, my hair has gotten to a length where it isn't easy to lean my head over the bathtub and wash it effectively anymore. (For the record, I take baths at night and don't wash my hair at the same time because if I sleep on it after washing it, it gets all lumpy and wavy and not right. Just letting yall know that I bathe every day.) Enter Psssssst (pronounced like it's spelled):
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Well, Readers, last weeks poll was decided by a landslide. My Hottest British Celeb Crush is:
One way that my readers know that it is time for a much needed weekend, is when all I can think about is relaxing with a drink. (Just a note, I am not a drunk, though some people believe that I am.)
BREW will be October 17th (I'm assuming one night during the Revel) from 3-6PM with some closing concert by Robert Earl Keen, who I have no idea who that is, nor do I care. You should visit http://www.shreveportbrew.com/ for the complete beer/food lineup. The options are pretty extensive being that I haven't heard of most of them. There are some familiar faces in there though with Boddington's, Bass, Becks, and Blue Moon. What beautiful alliteration!
John, bless his heart, has been hard at work photo-documenting his trip for me. I told him to take as many pictures as he can and email them to me (with captions) so that I can feel as though I am right there with him. What an angel! This is the one that lulled me to sleep last night:
Anyway, so I was so excited about getting to enjoy some wine this weekend when I stumbled across this article online this morning:
WORST IDEA EVER!
If you can't or don't feel like reading the article, I'll summarize. Basically the government is going to increase the Sin Tax on beer/wine/hard liquor in order to pay for health care costs under the Messiah's Universal Health Care Plan. The people who will be paying the most tax are the (guess who) wine drinkers with a 233% tax increase per bottle. Beer drinkers will see a 145% increase per six pack and hard liquor drinkers will have 19% increase per fifth. (Note to self, Screwdrivers and Bloody Mary's will have to become new drink of choice.)
Oh also, soda (not diet soda) and sugary drinks will see a 3 cent tax increase on 12 ounce bottles. Yeah, because that's fair. So after 10 years, this tax will raise $50 billion to go towards healthcare for people who don't feel like paying for it.
Kate is officially mad. Why can't they increase tax on fast food? Plastic surgery? Elective surgery? Butter? Tanning? Potato chips? Televisions? Game systems? I mean seriously. I would consider moving to Europe or somewhere else, but they are worse off than America at this point.
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
When young singles/young married couples/elderly people look to purchase real estate in the Greater Shreveport-Bossier area, most of the time the first place they look is in a quaint little neighborhood called Broadmoor. Broadmoor has streets filled with children playing and laughing, young twenty somethings jogging or walking their dog and enjoying the bungalow/cottage feel of the city. It really is a beautiful place to live and raise a family or to retire.
As I am typing this, John is driving cross-country from Baton Rouge to San Diego behind the wheel of a U-Haul truck. No, he isn't moving away. He is helping his brother Jim with the moving of his belongings from House B (Baton Rouge) to House S (San Diego). His friend Mark went along with him to share in the driving duties. People ask me why I didn't go with him and I reply, "We have enough relationship tests already. I don't want to have to bury him somewhere along the Mexico border. I guess a shovel would be relatively easy to pack, though."
John doesn't get good service along I-10 (also known as the Christopher Columbus Transcontinental Highway says Wiki), so the way that I know that he is alive and well is through photos via email. Using my Scientific Method Reasoning Skills, I decide where I think each photo was taken. Every few hours or so, I get one of these:
I think this one was taken somewhere in Texas.Probably El Paso. He is intrigued by the mesas (Mesa is the Spanish word for 'Table'. Thanks Senorita Stinson!) he says. Who knows where it really is. Here is another:
I am usually not lucky enough to get captions, however this one was entitled "Sunset in Mexico." I didn't know he was actually going through Mexico, but perhaps that is it over there in the distance.
This one I received around 11ish last night so there's really no telling. Maybe near Las Cruces, New Mexico? He stayed in Tuscon last night, so maybe this was along Arizona somewhere. The mountains are pretty! I applaud him on getting the least amount of glass reflection as possible.
This one just in:
Nice use of bird crap in the composition! From an artsy point of view, of course. This must be somewhere between Tuscon and Yuma, Arizona. (I whipped out my Geography skills and decided that soon or probably already, they have re-routed from I-10 to I-8. I hope at least.) So they must have about six hours to go until they are finally in the Whale's Vagina!
Let me start this entry by saying I LOVE CHELSEA!!!
Handler, that is. I absolutely cannot get enough of her. I get so thrilled when I get home and my DVR has an episode of Chelsea Lately waiting for me. Sometimes this girl just needs a good laugh.
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Well Ladies and Gentlemen, it has finally happened! Pregnancy has hit a new low. This weekend as John and I were dining at a local chicken wing establishment, we were not surprised at all to see a 8.5 months pregnant black lady enter with 6 children in tow. We were, however, surprised to see this:
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Saturday evening, John's family and I loaded up the Durango and headed over to the Shreveport-Bossier Captain's game for a fun-filled evening. When we arrive, I discover that it's 'Free Bat Night', meaning that they were giving away fun-sized baseball bats. Here is what one looked like:
Last weekend when John and I went to Dallas, we did quite a bit of shopping, which is unusual for us since we don't have extra money to spend on such frivolous activity. So we went to this amazing mall in Plano that has a store of which I like to call the 'Mothership'. Others may refer to it as Anthropologie.
Saturday, May 23, 2009
This morning as I was lying around in my underwear watching Sex and The City reruns that my DVR decides to record, my doorbell rang. I looked at the door thinking, "Oh God, what does that trashy 15 year old slut that lives next door want now? Last time it was cooking oil, the time before that she wanted to use my phone." I swear if I see her parading around in her bikini in front of her house one more time, I AM SELLING MY HOUSE AND MOVING! I DIDN'T PLAN ON LIVING NEXT DOOR TO KEITHVILLE WHEN I SIGNED THOSE LOAN PAPERS!!! Breathe, Kate.
Friday, May 22, 2009
John Belushi has a semi-famous younger brother that we will call... Jim Belushi. Here is a photo of the two (Jim has a black rectangle over his face, thus making him unrecognizable in order to protect John and I from being overwhelmed with new friends who are only after us for our connections. Seriously, people come out of the woodworks, just like the crazies who attend Prince concerts. No offense to those in Keithville):
Note the striking similarities between them. Well, John and I have been dating for well over a year and I STILL haven't gotten a lot of time to really get to know Jim or his wife (sorry to disappoint, ladies). So this evening, John has invited me to ride with him to the metropolis of Tyler to pick up Jim from the airport, followed by dinner. Then on Saturday, we will attend a sporting event with the entire family that will involve a childhood favorite of mine: The Shreveport Captains. They still have the ice cream in the hat-bowls, folks!
I'm a little too excited about the ice cream cup hats! Anyway, I've never been to a public event with Jim so I'm sure he will be bombarded with people who are kissing his ass and will ask him the same questions over and over again. For example:
How's San Diego? Is LT nice? When can I come visit? etc.
Annoying, right? I mean, MY fans don't ask those types of questions. (Jim handles it a lot more graciously and humbly (is that a word?) than I ever would, which says a lot about what a nice person he is.) Anyway, I did hear that John and Jim's mother was going to try to get us press box seats (since we are VIP and everything) so perhaps, the Keithvillians will stay in the cheap seat bleachers where they belong. Let's all just pray that is the case.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
So I got a new layout because that damned dandelion was driving me crazy making my pictures look all funky and everything. So behold: The Animated Sunglasses. When I changed layouts it deleted my widgets (i.e. those things over there to the right) so my poll got deleted. All 10 of you who had already voted for the hottest Britishman that Kate is in love with, please go re-vote. I need it to be accurate so that I can sleep at night.
On Tuesday evening when I got home from work, I remembered that I had been wanting to see the premiere of "Glee" - Fox's newest show about, what else, a Glee Club (named the New Directions):
Glee was really funny. I totally forgot that Jane Lynch (from the 40 Year Old Virgin) was also in the show. She gives off her signature lesbian overtones while playing a neurotic coach of the "Cheerios" (the cheerleading squad.) I even tested it on John to see if he would crack a smile at the show, and it turns out that he absolutely did! I can't wait for next Tuesday.
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
The past two weeks I've decided to have some quality time with my Granny. She is a precious little lady that I adore and am thankful that she has decided to apprentice me in what she knows best... Pies.
I have somewhat of a bone to pick with ABC. So, apparently they went and cancelled two shows that I semi-enjoyed watching on a regular basis. Samantha Who? and Cupid:
Both of these shows have actors who starred in What About Brian? It seems that when an actor from Brian goes on to a new show, they curse the new show with cancellation, with the exception of a very small handfull.
Rick Gomez (Dave Greco):
Stacy Keibler (Stephanie, Brian's sexy co-ed downstairs neighbor who sparked a lot of drama with ole Bridget up there with the boobs):
While Stacy went on to appear on the 2nd season of Dancing With The Stars (and coming in 2nd), she also made a short stint on October Road, which was cancelled after it's 2nd season (what's with her and 2nd's?)
Sarah Lancaster (Marjorie Seaver):
Sarah here is currently starring on Chuck as Chuck's sister Ellie. Good for her that Chuck hasn't been cancelled... yet.
Rosanna here hasn't done much since Brian. However, she is in the new TV movie "Northern Lights" starring LeAnn Rhimes and that dude that she cheated on her husband with. Rosanna's character's name is Charlene. This is how you know it will be good.
(Jessica) Laura here (the roommate of Stacy Keibler's character) was probably my least favorite because she was SUPER annoying and whiney, however, she has gone on to have the most success of the others. She is now the face of some cosmetic or soap or something and she has a pretty good role where she is less annoying on Gossip Girl (as Vanessa).
Last week's Poll "How Do You Feel About Flo the Progressive Insurance Girl?" gave us the results of 41% annoying (with an overwhelming 5 votes).
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Once upon a time (over a year ago) I worked on a little movie that I like to call 'My Baby.' I refer to it the way I do because this was the first project where I was in charge of EVERY background actor. Big responsibility. Well I just learned that 'My Baby' will be released in September 2009 and there is now a trailer available. Please watch and take note of how wonderful the extras look. (And before you ask, YES, I met Jesse Metcalfe, Michael Douglas and Amber Tamblyn. Yes, they were all nice. And no I don't have photos with them. I try to seem cool and uninterested on set, when really I'm about to have heart failure.)
This is a photo of myself on set the first day of filming. I was very excited!
Monday, May 18, 2009
Saturday John and I left for Dallas to go to the Seattle Sounders/FC Dallas soccer game. He got me pumped up about going because of the really good incentives that were offered (Free Drew Carey glasses AND a possible chance to play Plinko at halftime). I asked him if the Actual Drew Carey was going to be there and he told me "Um no. Why would he go to a game in Dallas? Dallas is the worst team in the league." Okay, no biggie, it will still be fun.
As you can see, Drew was not wearing Drew Carey glasses. We, who looked like idiots, were. I hope he wasn't offended and didn't think we were weird. He goes on to ask us why we were Seattle fans (via his Flip Mino video camera, just like the video camera I have) and we had a 2-3 minute conversation with him. John doesn't let me speak during this time for fear of embarrassing him. Drew asked us our names and John said "Adam Hester and Kate Warren." I can only get out "Hi I'm Kate" during the meeting because John is talking so quickly. He claims that he was excited/nervous but whatever. I've met SO MANY famous people that I'm okay with not talking to him (typed with a hoity-toity voice in my head). Joking.