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I'm sitting here at my dad's, and he FINALLY has dsl. He just picked me up from the airport. The flight was okay. His dog is gone (adopted by a family in Kansas) and he got two new parakeets.
He went to bed, and left me with chips & guacamole, margaritas, and tv. The food network is awesome. Oh, and he has cheese.
There's a babybell cheese commercial on, and it must be from 1995. I don't prefer that brand, I prefer laughing cow. Those triangles of light swiss.
Ah, Giana the Italian skinny chick is with her man in Los Cabos, Meh-hee-ko. She's chowing down on lobster fajitas. And now she's sailing and dolphins are surrounding the boat.
Life's tough. Food, hot bodies, and dolphins.
I like this show because it's better than Rachael Ray's $40 a day. This is kickback, while Ms. Ray's show is structured, for instance - It's time for breakfast! I'll only use $7. Now it's lunchtime! I'll spend $15. Holy crap dinner! I can spend $18! (Side-note - Yes, I had to do the math by writing it down). Oh well, I'll still watch it all.
This makes drunk Del Taco look disgusting, although it was FANTASTIC yesterday.
Ghostbusters 2 is on now. This may be the most exciting thing on earth. The CG is ridiculous. Bill Murray & Dan Aykroyd win my Best On-Screen Duo award for 1989. Dude, and the baby's name is Oscar and is abducted by a ghost in a creepy painting. What a stellar movie. A river of slime would be cool, unless a train that's a ghost runs through you. Dana in the movie says, "Why don't you just give me a jingle in the year 2000?" That's creepy, because now it's 2007. Rick Moranis' character is pouting too much, and although he says he wants to play Boggle, he really wants to get close with Janine. Booyeah. Nerd sex.
Olé. Cross-posted to myotherspace.
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Saturday, March 10th, 2007
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I turned on the television and Smallville is on. I have never been able to get into this show. I think the Superman story is okay, I just can't get into how dramatic this stupid sitcom is. I like cartooney action & superheroes & unnatural phenomenon, but this is an absolute disgrace of a program, and it has shitty graphics to boot.
Plus, this chick on the screen has a snaggle-tooth that's more annoying than Madonna's front-tooth-gap. She's alright, but her canine is just OUT THERE, ready to strike at will when the young Superman isn't ready, like kryptonite.
All this ridiculous Superman talk has me thinking that I need a new superhero. Superman is lame, it's not yet time to talk about Spiderman, and who knows when the next Xmen will be around. I need Peter Petrelli from Heroes to fill in the gaps. Or, he could just appear from thin air from a two-week stint at being invisible and just hang out & be a pretty face in my apartment, among other beautiful things I believe he could do.
Um, too much information.
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Wednesday, November 22nd, 2006
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This is not negativity. This is warranted frustration: I will never have enough music or be on top of current music trends, and it constantly pisses me off. A certain band has come up in a conversation, and the general response to me is, "What??? You haven't heard ______? You have been MISSING out." I can only do so much with the time, computer and ipod space available to me. No, I haven't heard the new band that so-and-so formed, and I haven't even heard of whats-his-face or his record label he started in the 90's.
AND- I'm a sucker for liking a band and immersing myself in their entire catalog/ue. I hear one song and it's not enough, and if I can't write an essay on how their lyrics evolved from the first album to the fifth or how their 3rd record sounded when the singer was fresh out of rehab, I don't want anything to do with it.
So, give me music, or it's mutiny, folks! Mutiny from what, I'm not sure. BUT IT WON"T BE PRETTY
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Tuesday, November 7th, 2006
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My band, Present Tense, is in a contest. We were hand-picked by Dave Navarro to compete against four other bands in his "Indie Artist of the Month" contest for November.
His website & podcast, Spread Radio Live, is hosting this, and we have a profile up on his page.
The contest is going on now - we need your vote! Each IP address counts as one vote for us, so please visit this website now and vote for Present Tense on as many computers as you can:
http://www.spreadradiolive.com/indiebands.php
http://www.spreadradiolive.com
Also, please forward this to anyone & everyone if you can. I know it's one extra poll added onto your regular November voting schedule; thank you in advance :)
With gratitude,
Jenny Bond (keyboards, harmony)
Visit us at www.myspace.com/presenttense, www.presenttenseband.com.
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Monday, October 30th, 2006
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John Garamendi said that his new auto rating regulations will produce $1.01 billion in savings for "hundreds of thousands" of drivers as of Jan. 1.
He's using that figure, which sounds great if you don't break it down, to boost his image. It's just what the politicians do. I'd say the majority of the independent insurance brokers & carriers hate the guy.
In other words, less than a 5% average drop per policyholder. That's not bad, any savings will do. It's probably less than that since the savings total was derived by aggregating the rating plans, many of which are pending approval and not finalized. One-fifth of the $1.01 billion is attributable to State Farm's request for an average reduction of 8%. Basically, this is spread pretty thin among everybody, and it's going to go to the companies who filed the request. (Figures based on the review by Western Insurance Agents Association on 10/30/06). It's not applicable to EVERYBODY, either.
It's good, but it's no grandiose feat.
I think that placing zip codes as a MAJOR factor in how auto insurance rates are determined isn't okay. Based on socioeconomic status, lots of people don't always have an option of choosing where they live. If you live in an area where, statistically, cars are stolen or vandalized more often, yet you can't afford to move into a better area, then YES, that's discriminatory. Insurance companies take the statistics ("law of large numbers") and show that certain zip codes cost them more money, so they are charging the person who can't help it. "Punishment" for someone who may barely be able to afford a car in the first place. And my industry wonders why they go uninsured? And then, we encourage everyone to buy "uninsured motorist" coverage in case the insured person with deep pockets then has to pay when involved in an accident with someone uninsured or even underinsured. You are protected if you can afford it. The cost of claims is high, no matter how much money the insurance companies have aggregated from everyone's premium. YOU, living in California, are going to pay for everyone else's mistakes AND misfortune AND negligence. I believe that if you can afford insurance, you can afford to think a little more about being conscientious (driving better! driving an environmentally-friendly car!), not wasting your resources. In effect, in a small, but still meaningful way, it makes a difference.
Driving safe, though, IS one factor that is a choice. And the punishment is that it's on your record for three years and most insurance companies surcharge for it until the DMV removes it. I've been in accidents, I have had speeding tickets & moving violations, and I've had to pay for it. I guess since I see every day how much it costs, so I know that it's just the way it goes. I have to work a little harder to keep those items off my record. And now, a few years later, I appreciate my premium going down even more now that they're off.
Even if I put on a capitalist hat and try to think in the shoes of the insurance companies, I still come to the same answer. They have to balance making money with keeping a bank of money around to pay for medical bills, lawsuits, repairing damaged vehicles. SO costly! The factors that go into what you pay are determined by the same industry that divies up the money, even if it is a regulatory agency that aids in rate decisions.
I read somewhere that there is a group of people that are pushing for insurance companies to be non-profit. I wonder what would happen. More info TBD.
And seriously, if I'm yelled at any more by individuals whose rates have increased (due to THEIR own accidents or tickets), I will eat my computer. My system is accurate to current rates, if I enter in your info, and you have a traffic ticket or an accident, and the quote comes in higher than what you're used to, it's not my goddamn fault. You got the ticket, statistically, you cost the insurance companies money, and your rates will be high. I hate it right along with you, but it's a part of living in California. This is the system in which we operate. You may not have the pen that can change the rules, legislation, and decisions directly, but you can be a little more reasonable, on a day-to-day basis, with your behavior towards me.
I should quit this, stop shaving my legs, and live alone as a forest vigilante. I will look at the cities from afar, breathe clean air, and ride around on the back of a deer to pick berries.
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Thursday, October 19th, 2006
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The Adventures of Fangirl and Lavagoat, by Jennifer Bond:
It was a clear, crisp night in Hollywood. Scores of people were huddling against metal gates, awaiting the stars of The Prestige. Amanda Rowse & Jenny Bond, however, were enjoying a horror movie upstairs, involving goopy aliens with stingers, zombies, and Nathan Fillion. It was no blow on Hugh Jackman or Christian Bale, but the girls' obsession with Fillion, star of Firefly and Serenity, had to be fully realized.
Nathan Fillion, having extraordinary powers that make girls swoon and wish they had love potion, was very witty, charming, and Amanda and Jenny just about weeped with joy. He was wearing a long-sleeved brown shirt and jeans, and jogged down the theater stairs to the front. He was not pushy to grab the mic from the director, yet waited his turn with a smile. Amanda and Jenny nonchalantly raced out of the theater after him, yearning to stop him and shake his hand, but he was gone.
The last thing the girls saw of him was his backside climbing the stairs (which, you should know, is incredibly hot). They were unable to successfully think or converse for five hours, and Jenny lost her car in the parking lot and didn't remember to tell Amanda until now, in this blog. Jenny was quite embarrassed.
Holding it together, and holding to the fact that they aren't stalkers, Amanda and Jenny know that if they ever cross paths with that divine man again, they will have intelligent questions & commentary armed at the ready.
Make fun of them, go ahead.
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Friday, September 8th, 2006
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Wednesday, July 5th, 2006
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Old habits. Old clothes. Old computer. Old tastes. Old DVD's. Old job. Old neuroses. Old fears. Old heat (wasn't summer last year?). Old jokes. Old photos. Old exercize. Old moment of silence. Old patterns. Old dust. Old quotes. Old moles. Old spices. Old interests.
New city. New place to live. New couch (3-butt, w/ chaise). New bug-bites. New friends. New cleaning products (bio-friendly, thanks Ana). New cockroach. New wireless keyboard & mouse (again, thanks Ana). New plant. New bills (HOA dues??!?!? Mortgage?!?!?!). New commute (four minutes). New plans. New coffee table (to bruise me). New noises (fwy offramp). New loneliness.
Odd life.
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Saturday, April 1st, 2006
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i don't care. i don't care. i don't care. i don't care. i don't care. = i care. i care. i care. i care. i care. i care. i care.
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Wednesday, December 14th, 2005
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Friday, December 9th, 2005
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Thursday, October 27th, 2005
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Wednesday, October 26th, 2005
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Monday, October 3rd, 2005
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Sunday, September 25th, 2005
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My pirate name is:
Black Jenny Flint
Like anyone confronted with the harshness of robbery on the high seas, you can be pessimistic at times. Like the rock flint, you're hard and sharp. But, also like flint, you're easily chipped, and sparky. Arr!
Get your own pirate name from fidius.org.
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Thursday, September 22nd, 2005
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Late last night I was on the phone with my brother on the way home from the West Sei-eeeeed, when I received a phonecall from a restricted number. A lot of my friends' home numbers are blocked, so I answered.
( My mistake. )
What is it with people?
Check the number you're dialing, and don't cheat on your loved ones.
Unless they're really ugly, come on now.
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Monday, September 12th, 2005
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I am the Master Disputer of incorrect business practices. Bow down to my expertise and sheer death-defying argumentative skills.
Idealist, untiring defender of the underpaid, mistreated, and overall screwed over. Big Corporate, shake in your shorts.
I'm out $229.35. "OMGBBQ, that's one less Armani sweater and Louis Vitton purse that I can buy. NOW how am I going to look when I walk by Vin Diesel in Santa Monica?"
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i love that situations that seem dire fizzle with time.
i love spa bath-tubs. for two would be nice.
i love my cousin Lauren, whose last ballet performance will be tonight. regular P.E. it will be. she is a person, so i told her i love her.
i love beer. i did not tell my beer i love it. i should open up more.
i love prosciutto.
i love the time of my life when i stop biting my nails and they grow to a normal-looking length.
i love that i don't give a shit yet about giving up a few vices. schmoke and a pancake.
i love it when strangers randomly say just the right thing to give me peace.
i love to not go to hip-hop clubs.
i love the quiet that comes with the computer being off in my room.
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i am absolutely blessed. i just wish i could make my way to colorado for more than just a short spell. nestle myself into a chill little town where the cost of living is cheap and i could teach piano lessons to afford a home instead of selling my hair, kidneys, and my left nut just to have a 600 sq. ft. rental with a yard. screw the latter. dream for the former.
john prine was great. liberal country folk is making me be a lyrics person. "your american flag decal won't get you into heaven anymore."
hung out with kirsten & josh all weekend, got a tan, ate some heady food, analyzed the dysfunctional people that we care about, stole some succulents to plant, discussed dualism & sore crotch areas and the benefits of desitin. no, i have no shame.
Mother: I made a sandwich for you. Are you hungry?
Five-year-old son: I have a BIGGER problem - I HAVE SAAAAND IN MY PANTS!
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