October 15, 2012

AAAAAchoo


Has anyone every brought a habit or quirk of yours to your attention that you weren’t previously aware of? Or maybe they noticed a silver hair you’d never seen? It’s not the greatest feeling in the world. Afterward, you walk around overly conscious of whatever it is they pointed out. And then someone else notices this quirk, and then another person, and another. And the entire world gangs up on you and makes fun of your “sleep eating noises”.

Maybe that’s just me.

Several people have told me that when I’m falling asleep I move my jaw around and make chewing sounds. Like I’m eating out of a trough. That’s verbatim.

I also can’t have a normal reaction when I’m thirsty. It doesn’t feel right to simply say “I’m kinda thirsty.” No. I have to make a throat-clearing noise that sounds like a combination between a cat that had too much catnip and a dry heave.

When I have the hiccups, it’s usually just one hiccup. “Hi--,” and I’m done.

But I know I’m not the only one who suffers from strange body noises. I knew a girl in high school who sounded like she was screaming every time she sneezed. Poor thing. Sometimes her pre-sneeze sound made other people jump. I have a good friend who only coughs once. And it’s not even a giant lung-bruising cough—it’s more like one of those Victorian “I don’t approve” coughs. I’ve also been on the other side of the stall from someone who made an audible sigh of relief after urinating. Like it was the best feeling in the world.

Where do we pick these things up? Is there such a thing as a socially acceptable sneeze? Are my solo hiccups something to be ashamed of? What kind of strange body noises do you suffer from?




October 12, 2012

Stranger Danger


What ever happened to “don’t talk to strangers”? When my parents taught me this, I figured I was to follow it for the rest of my life. But it seems like the older I get, the more likely I am to be approached by strangers who just want to chat casually. And I can’t figure out what makes these greasy 50-year-old men and jittery 13-year-old girls want to talk to me.  

[Looking at Halloween costumes at Party City]

Tween: I don’t understand why they don’t include the shoes in the costume.

Me: Hm. [Quickly starts to walk away]

Tween: [Sprints to catch up] What are you gonna be for Halloween?

Me: I don’t know. [Long pause, followed by a sigh] What are you going to be?

Tween: I don’t know. I was thinking about this costume, or this one, or this one too, but I also like this one.

This continues for what feels like half an hour, while I continue to grow more and more impatient. Finally, I just walk away and let her finish talking to herself.

Seriously, you never know who has a chainsaw in their pocket. I just wish I could show these friendly strangers once and for all that I’m not interested in talking to them.

Anyone have a chainsaw I could borrow? You know, just for the effect. 

October 9, 2012

If I Wake up as an Ice Cube


Missouri weather is an inconsiderate ass. Spring skips Summer and goes straight to hotter than hell, Summer fast-forwards through Fall and goes right into sub-zero temperatures, Fall turns into Antarctica, and Winter turns into a hot Honolulu day.

Right now, I’m sitting in my apartment, drinking a cold glass of water, and noting that it actually feels like I’m drinking a cup of hot chocolate because it’s SO COLD IN HERE.

Don’t get me wrong, I love the cold weather, but it’d be nice to get a bit acclimated before we jumped right in. Go on a couple dates first, you know?

A traveler’s list for Missouri Fall weather:

Mittens
Down jacket
Snow boots
Toe socks
Rainboots
Bootay shorts
Light jacket
Flip-flops
Ski mask
Tank top

There is no way to prepare.  

October 6, 2012

Bad TV is Good for You


I think everyone deserves some time to shut off their brains and bask in the glow of . . . bad television. Admittedly, I don’t actually think my guilty pleasure picks are bad TV. But, I’ve been told otherwise. I say if you like it, watch it. As long as it’s not Toddler and Tiaras. You can still learn a lot from cartoons, teen dramas, and reality shows about housewives that drink too much. You can probably learn a lot from Spanish soap operas too. I should look into that.

Here’s what I’ve learned from a few of my so-called “bad” TV favorites. You should know that I’ve watched shows much, much worse than this (Hercules: The Legendary Journeys), but these are just a few of my most recent guilty pleasures.

Gossip Girl: There are two kinds of people who live in Manhattan: beautiful people and people who look like raccoons. It’s probably not a good idea to sleep with your teacher. French princes are evil and surprisingly not all that good-looking. If anyone asks you who you are, it’s best to just answer: “I’m Chuck Bass.”

The Real Housewives of New York/New Jersey/Beverly Hills (yes, I’ve watched all three): Don’t ever, EVER drink as much as these people. Plastic surgery? Not ever a good idea—unless you want to look like you’re breathing out of a straw. Money turns people in gossipy, vapid, tiny dog-loving people.

My Little Pony: Unicorns, pegasi, dragons, and magic are all real. People like it when you say “everypony” instead of “everybody” in everyday conversation. If your friend’s eyelid is twitching, it’s a good sign you’re about to trip over something. Ponies can have accents too.

Who knows what kind of terrible mistakes I would’ve made if I hadn’t watched all this bad TV? What have you learned from guilty pleasures? Can anyone beat my bad TV list?

October 3, 2012

Fleshy Pies and Singing Demons


It’s October!

Do you know what this means!? It means it’s almost time for Halloween (and my birthday). But more importantly, HALLOWEEN. Which also means that I’ve been thinking about the upcoming holiday for exactly two months. Seriously. I LOVE it. The pumpkins, the bat and spider web decorations, the scary movies, and let’s not forget—the candy and the costumes. 

I take serious pride in my costumes. I even wore my Kindergarten Pocahontas outfit to school for a week after Halloween. Here are some costume highlights from years past:

The Joker in his nurse outfit (I believe in Harvey Dent sticker included)

I keep raising the bar, and this year has taken some serious brainstorming. It usually comes down to a couple characters I love, a pop culture reference, something creative, and a classic. The great thing about this Halloween is that I’m living in an apartment, which presents the opportunity for trick-or-treaters.

And so, I present to you, a few of this year’s costume options. I’m counting on you to help me decide.


Possible Scenario:
[Trick-or-treaters knock on door]

Me: ‘Ello, little ones!

Tiny witch: What are you supposed to be?

Me: The name’s Mrs. Lovett—and I cut up children like you and bake ‘em into pies!

[Tiny witch and friends run away screaming]


Possible Scenario:
[Trick-or-treaters knock on door]

Me: Like, OHMYGOD, Happy Halloween!

Tiny ghost: [Squeals] You’re Draculara!

Me: Hell yes, I am.

Tiny ghost: She’s my favorite!

[Tiny ghost and I proceed to have a five-minute conversation about how awesome the Monster High dolls are, and I end up dumping all of my candy in her bag]


Possible Scenario:
[Trick-or-treaters knock on door]

Me: [Singing “Night on Bald Mountain”]

Tiny monster and friends: [Run away screaming and crying] “Mommy!”

[I get to keep and eat all the candy]


Possible Scenario:
[Trick-or-treaters knock on door]

Me: [Opens door and stands completely still]

Tiny Playboy bunny: Uhh, are we going to get any candy?

Me: [Remains completely still]

[Tiny Playboy bunny and equally risqué friends smash my pumpkin and walk away, cursing]

[I still get to keep and eat all the candy]

Help me choose, friends. I love them all. Do you have any great Halloween plans?