Brushes with celebrity

Ok so

last friday we were flyering for the neigbhorhood's halloween party and we came upon a rap video shoot... no kidding. And the older ladies from the hood were sitting out on their lawn chairs watching waiting for their time to get in the video and it was on the way

this week i got a message on twitter from a fellow organizer whose husband ran for NE Senate and she said 'is this you..' and linked to some video I couldn't access and I shudder to think what it could be but I don't think it was me at all -

then tonight there was some movie called the mechanic starring donald sutherland and others being filmed out the neighborhood. I didn't make it out to be watched but man.. ridiculous these brushes with celebrity

there are more that are less removed but they involve Emeril and Obama!!

1 out of every 10 people I meet are from or have strong ties to Nebraska

We had a party in our apartment this weekend.

There were assholes and drunks and fireworks and minefields

It was a real battle.

I can't get away from people in Nebraska down here. Not that I want to necessarily but jesus... every other day I meet someone from the area and I pull out my unicameral pride. I guess its just not what I expected.

There was this guy at the party that looked like Sayid from Lost. He was wearing army green and he had long curly hair pulled back into a ponytail. Although, he did have his eyebrow pierced with some neon yellow studs holding it in place. He wandered around the party for a few hours and he seemed like a nice person. Then my neighbor Kate introduced me to him saying "This is Ali. I found out that he is from Omaha. I mentioned that you are from Lincoln, Nebraska and he said 'UGH... I'm so over Lincoln.'"

Lame
Lame
Lame

I sat him down for a talking to but before I got the chance to make my point that he was really full of shit I got distracted and walked away.

Time to head to a lunch meeting with a pet groomer.

We watched Supernatural tonight...

It was kind of terrifying.

Its like unsolved mysteries and x-files... mostly x-files except instead of cool fbi agents, the main characters are WB 'studs'. oh well

Anthony Edwards makes a great spokesman for an international medical aid organization...

because he played a doctor on tv.

for many years...

he gets medicine.

I'm obsessed with lightbulb jokes these days

I don't know what it is... they have never appealed to me so much.

We are having a party at my apartment this weekend, maybe I can turn this into a game.

Q: How many women with PMS does it take to change a light bulb?
A: One. Only ONE!! And do you know WHY it only takes ONE? Because no one
else in this house knows HOW to change a light bulb. They don't even
know the bulb is BURNED OUT. They would sit in this house in the
dark for THREE DAYS before they figured it OUT. And once they figured it
out they wouldn't be able to find the light bulbs despite the fact
that they've been in the SAME CUPBOARD for the past SEVENTEEN YEARS. But
if they did, by some miracle, actually find the light bulbs, TWO DAYS
LATER the chair that they dragged from two rooms over to stand on
to change the STUPID light bulb would STILL BE IN THE SAME SPOT!! AND
UNDERNEATH IT WOULD BE THE CRUMPLED WRAPPER THE STUPID @*!#$% LIGHT
BULBS CAME IN! WHY?! BECAUSE NO ONE IN THIS HOUSE EVER CARRIES OUT
THE GARBAGE!! IT'S A WONDER WE HAVEN'T ALL SUFFOCATED FROM THE PILES
OF GARBAGE THAT ARE 12 FEET DEEP THROUGHOUT THE ENTIRE HOUSE. THE
HOUSE!! IT WOULD TAKE AN ARMY TO CLEAN THIS... I'm sorry...what did
you ask me?

Prank Call

Trivia Night

Last night Jennie and I played trivia at a bar called Finn McCools.

The bar is about 5 blocks from our apartment. This year the bar was ranked by Gambit (local magazine similar to The Reader) as #5 best bar in New Orleans. Every Monday night they host a pub quiz.

Jennie and I got there late and had to be a team of two; most other teams have between 4-10 members.

We did so terrible that the bar owners/hosts of trivia made fun of us on multiple occasions. They called us stupid, tried to introduce Jennie to some nice single lads that could help us on the sports questions, and for winning last place gave us a sack of potatoes that I'm going to use tonight to make potato salad. We also walked away with a Corona sweatband and a Guinness patch for being the first team to submit our answer sheet. So all in all, we did pretty well. I think I earned back most of the money I spend on beer in potatoes and its surprising how easy it is to be insulted publicly when its cloaked in an Irish accent.

Better luck next week.

ugh this newspaper crisis needs to get resolved

The Lincoln Journal Star Online is pathetic. I know they do that on purpose so that I will purchase their product but man, that website drives me insane now just as much as the World Herald Online. Congratulations bitch.

Should I ?

SEEKING TRUCK FLOAT RIDER FOR MARDI GRAS DAY (NEW ORLEANS, LA)
Date: 2009-09-16, 12:17PM CDT
Reply to: see below

SEEKING TRUCK FLOAT RIDERS FOR MARDI GRAS DAY, FEB. 16, 2010! WE ARE FAMILY GROUP, WESTBANK ALL AROUND SURVIVORS CARNIVAL CREW. WE HAVE A TRUCK FLOAT THAT PARADES WITH THE KREW OF ELKS ON FAT TUESDAY. THE PARADE FOLLOWS BEHIND REX AND TRAVELS DOWN ST. CHARLES STREET AND CANAL STREET. WE ARE SEEKING INTERESTED RIDERS. FOR MORE INFORMATION AND PARADE FEE PLEASE CONTACT CYNTHIA

Craigslist is full of opportunity down here. I just signed up for the internet yesterday and since being online I have applied for jobs, watched several tv shows, chatted and facebooked old friends, caught up on politics, watched the VMAs, and read the lincoln journal star.

It has been about 2 years since I've had the internet in my place of residence and even then, I didn't do much online. But now, its like I'm discovering what all the fuss is about... isn't that pathetic?

So yea, I'm thinking about signing up to sit on this float - I mean - they make it clear that they are a family group and I am all about keeping it clean, so no worries there mom. And what an opportunity. Its probably the only experience that I will have in common with the cast of real world season 9. Unless I get a public access show..

BEWARE THE VOLUME!!!!!

So I'm not trying to hate...

I'm looking through Craigslist for jobs and opportunities to volunteer.
Tomorrow I'm going to help spruce of this camp in Arabi, LA that houses volunteers.
They promised prizes!

I'm also going to volunteer for this Food Pantry and I think Habitat for Humanity.

There are a lot of postings for volunteers helping out our four-legged friends which I would be down for helping with. One organization that posts pretty regularly, called SpayMart, seeks to help control the pet population. Some of the tasks that they need help pushing their SpayMart cookbook which to me, begs the question - what kind of recipes are these?

These people are serious about their work though... check out one of their statements about this serious societal problem

"Thousands of cats and dogs will end up in Louisiana's animal shelters this year. Sadly, more than 80% will be destroyed because there aren't enough homes to go around. Dogs and cats are given the death penalty for a crime they didn't commit—being born."

I envy the freedom that writers who work for pet shelters have... if you haven't gotten a chance to check out the Lincoln Humane Society pet descriptions lately, I strongly encourage you to!




Cordelia is training to be a jazzercise instructor. She is hoping to start her own line of gyms here in Lincoln.

For more entertaining quips, visit the Capitol Humane Society website

P.S. this coffeeshop I go to called Rue de la Course plays a lot of the Ink Spots.... i downloaded them last week. Maybe they will give me a job being a dj here, I could come up with some sweet moody jams.

Peace out yall for now.

Dizzzzz-AY One

Well goodbye Lincoln!

The Sohl Family woke up today with the intention of leaving at 5 am. We finally hit the road about three hours later - which is pretty much right on time for us.

My dad rented a minivan but the rental service ran out of minivans (LABOR DAY WEEKEND) so we ended up with a Dodge Nitro (a mini SUV named after my favorite American Gladiator). My dad called it "pathetic".

I slept most of the morning while my mom drove, when I woke up I said something that didn't make sense and her response was "It's alright, you can go back to sleep and I'll just go back to Car-aoke.

This afternoon we stopped at a gas station in St. Joseph, MO and next door they had a Cool Crest Mini - Garden Golf Course. They used to have a Cool Crest in Lincoln and to my family it was a small tragedy when they closed down. I was going to get out and take a picture but I was too exhausted.

Here's a picture that someone else took and posted on the internet.

Remember this dude?

The car ride was not exciting but it was completely managable. Every time my mom started to fall asleep I started to skid over the rumble track... she was so pissed.

Now we are in West Memphis, Arkansas. Its 10:54 p.m. and my brother is ready to party....

I am excited for accents.

This world was meant to be explored.

History.


Fantasy.


Possibility.


Puppets.