Whale watching with Wells Fargo...

Whale and I

So I'm back in Barcelona, which means I'm back to actually updating this thing...

My flights for the first time were pretty uneventful. No I wasn't body searched or taken into the back room... I didn't even get upgraded to first class, MAJOR fail. However I was able to charm my way into free Internet access at the hotel I was staying at.

First world problem: Didn't even get served a meal on the flight. *le sigh*

I had a layover in Iceland for a day, absolutely fantastic. I completely want to vacation there now. Whale watching anyone?

I ended up getting a hotel room in town to sleep and take a shower. I meandered around the city a bit, talked to the local folk; learned about their heating system, volcanoes, trees, whales, eating habits, what cures ring worm and the local drama (apparently the man's wife at the coffee shop PERSONALLY saw Tom Cruise last week). I would show you pictures from my adventure HOWEVER the thingy [technical term] I used to upload all of my pictures from my camera happened to break when I hulk-smashed it into the USB port 1 minute ago. And then I thought... well who needs pictures when we can use our wonderful imaginations....

Bacon, Whales and the ability to become a
(kronas) millionaire... Iceland rocks.

So the currency in Iceland is the kronas, no idea if I'm spelling that right FYI. This is a lesson on why you always check your information... I think it's roughly 112 to 1 USD? That was my quick math skills at work, in addition to my White Bear Lake education (again check ur facts)... so when the woman who was helping me book my hotel, handed back my credit card AFTER running it through, told me that my total was $11,000... I nearly shit a brick. Because even though their currency is kronas (sp?) they SAY dollars. I will say this, spending $20,000 in one day had me feeling pretty fancy... Have you ever tasted a $800 cup of coffee?! Didn't think so, it tasted like really expensive Folgers.

The only pseudo-funny tale I can tell is that I recently opened up a travel account with Wells Fargo, and having it be so recent I was given a temporary card. Well when I was getting my hotel room, as he was handing back my card the man goes; "Is your name really Wells Fargo?" Which really makes the comment "Thank you Wells, enjoy your day." from my taxi driver make more sense...

A Cherry on Top

Just one of those all-around bad days.

Driving home from work with the windows down... ready to just go home and relax...

Suddenly something beans me in the head.

Look down into my lap, it's a burning cigarette.

Apparently the car in front flicked it.

Made me burst out laughing.

Oh Universe, you get me.

Words and such.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J7E-aoXLZGY

My Doctor Visit.

So I went to the doctor today and they needed to take a blood sample.

I don't do that so well. Not that I think I would faint... but let's just say that the last time I had to do it, circa 2007... I cried... and by cried I mean bawled my eyes out and begged them not to do it.

I've grown up a little since then. And this time I went ALL. BY. MESELF.

Like a total grown up.

I thought I would be fair so when the nurse came in, I looked her in the eye and said. "Listen, I really don't like what you're about to do. I'm not going to cry or faint... But I thought I should let you know I don't like it."

She laughed and made me lay down on the doctor table so we could get down to business.

So she's on the left side of me. I'm not looking. It's completely a mind over matter thing.

I seriously still have to put up my hand to cover any needles on TV. It's unpleasant at best.

She sticks in the needle. All's fine in my world. I'm blabbing about how I drove from White Bear Lake to downtown Minneapolis only to remember my doctor office is in White Bear Lake and I had to drive back... typical.

And she goes "OH! This isn't right... Maybe the needle is bad. I'm going to try another one."

FINE. I'm FINE.

Second needle inserted in left arm... 2 minutes go by. Silent minutes this time. If she has the balls to screw up the first time then she DOESN'T get to hear my witty and hilarious stories.

"This just isn't working. Funny... I've done at least 12 of these today... I'm not sure why it's going wrong."

Cotton balls. Tape action. She moves to the other side.

I'm still FINE. I swear. I'm being really Calm. Cool. Collected.

"WOW! Your veins are huge over here! I should have tried this arm the first time."

Are you kidding me?

Third needle makes it's way into my arm.

"Hmmm. It's coming out... just really slow. Let me try to change tubes."

I'm not sure why I looked. It must be that morbid fascination thing. All signs were pointing to 'Don't look' Street. But I decided to hop on the train to "WTF did I just do-ville"

In slow motion (because it's sexy) I look over at the EXACT moment my blood decided to make a break for it and squirts all over her.

I screamed. Loud.

It wasn't that much blood. I'll be fair. But watching your veins open up a can of whoop-ass all over a nurses uniform (you can't get that shit out) is NOT my favorite thing in the world.

She got the blood. I grabbed my stuff, swung open the door and battled my way through the crowd that had gathered around the room.

I've been doing the whole Frankenstein thing since then. Elbows definitely have a purpose. It's so much harder to drive.

I bruise easily too. I know I'm still going to be black and blue till the next time I go in there.

That's just what happened today.

The End.

Insectula! Creature From Another World.

As many of you know my dad is currently in the process of directing and filming a 'campy-horror' movie in our very own White Bear Lake.

It's a process to go through mostly because all set up is done in our house.

Thought I would share a few pictures from behind the scenes....

We need fan support so spread the work and check it out :)

http://www.insectula.com/

http://insectula.blogspot.com/

http://www.facebook.com/insectulamovie

Always finish what you start.

I found this gem. It's the start of a blog I never got around to finishing OR starting for that matter.

I'm sure it was hilarious to me (as I always am to myself).... And it would have made the 3 people who read my blog 'lol' OUT LOUD.

For the moment I'll say 'you're welcome' to the loyal friends... Nothing good could have come from this.

Spellign

I remember a time when I was a great speller.

Granted it was in third grade where the most difficult word I encountered was probably 'Together'.*

I still remember getting my confidence bashed in, when in 3rd grade we were talking about 'Compound words' and Mrs. H asked the class if anyone knew a compound word. Excitedly my hand shot up and I yelled out "Together! Get it? To-get-her!". She told me I was wrong...

YES. I am still bitter about that.

*Side note: Rewards for your accomplishments seem to decrease as you get older... I wish I still got treats for something I did, like not peeing in my pants. Well... technically you get the reward of not peeing your pants as a grown-ass person. Point still stands.

**Second side note: Ironically enough I'm listening to "ABC" by the Jackson 5.

ANYWAY. Point being that I think technology has really ruined my ability to spell. I hardly spell anything correct anymore. If I get about 3 letters down of a particular word, my phone will automatically know what I'm saying and type it out completely for me.

I don't do abbr. however (btw if you got that joke you rock)(and that one) and for that I'm pretty proud. In fact, it drives me nutz to see; u, ur, wut, y and/or thx.

Some of them don't even make sense. Wut vs. what is a ONE letter deference? How big in a hurry do you have to be to not be able to take the time to text ONE additional letter!?

I guess I'm ranting because it bugs me that people don't try and use correct grammar or spelling. I think language, especially the English language is just crumbling nowadays. Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying that I don't screw up. But I make an effort to seem intelligent or at least educated.... I will probably never be able to spell the words; defiantly, weird or permanent let alone SAY them. But I put in the effort.

On that topic... sometimes I have a stuttering problem. No idea where it comes from.

I have a terrible story about that actually. So I work at The Hanger Room as a bartender/server (Stop by if you haven't) and one day during the week I was serving a table. It was two woman having dinner together who had ordered one glass of wine apiece. When they had finished, I offered them another.Both declined saying that they had to 'Get up early to teach.'

So being a talkative person, and from the area I inquired where she worked. To which she replied "916".

Now if you are from White Bear you know that 916 is 'special education' school. Some of their students are mentally handicapped or have hearing disabilities etc.

But thinking she was referring to another sub-White Bear School called ALC (Area learning center) I meant to say 'I have friends who went there' or something along those lines... No idea.

HOWEVER, in my excitement I blurted out "I went there!" but I happened to also stutter at the same time so I sounded more like "I wh-wh-whaent there!". A little Hellen Keller moment (and that was a politically incorrect moment).

I was so mortified about saying that, I didn't even take it back. I just shut up REAL quick. She looked at me and proceeded to say... "Yes, some people move on to other things"... Defeated, I just nodded and walked away.

Cool Story Hansel.

So... Picture time. I put up two pictures today. One just makes me laugh. It was the inspiration to this post. The second happened today when I was texting a co-worker to come in to relieve me of my bartending post. First text was sent before too many people had come in and I thought it would be funny. Obviously I'm not funny. I KNOW this (still makes me giggle).

Second text was my desperate plea for him to come help. I just thought that exchange was relevant.

Last point: I found an interesting word that I haven't come across in a while: Portmantea - which is a blending of two words like spork or smog.

Peace mo-fos.