In attempting to kick my own sluggish butt today, I am going to dump a mental truckload of...valuable gems of wisdom and wit. Get out your pitchfork!
1) I am determined to dye my hair pink again. I'm gonna do it. I am. Not my whole head, okay? Not even all around my face. Just a few jolts of colour, just to keep us all guessing.
2) I don't think I have it in me to trash a hotel room. I'm too darn nice. I want to party like a rock star but I have a two beer limit. I'm not kidding. I do have a very loud laugh though.
3) Saskatoon is known as the Paris of the Prairies because of all the rivers and bridges. Also there is a very large Viking population. I wonder if there's a Death Metal community to go with it. I also wonder why, if you were a Viking, you would leave the land of fjords and move to the land of...flat land. I can't wait to find out.
4) I am going to make an ass of myself to at least one famous person. I know it. I've done it two years in a row.
5) This year, when I go to the Juno awards, I will not be on any meds. Whoops. Lie. I'm taking my jar of Ativan with me. But that doesn't mean I'll be eating them like Smarties. They're for Just In Case. But the good thing is, I also won't be withdrawing from any meds this year. Last year I still had itchy prickly eyeballs and sticky skin. Not good. I wonder if this new drug free thing will be encouragement or detriment to my tendency to say stupid things to people I don't really know but have at least one of their records at home....
6) I've been stalking literary agents lately. Here's the weird thing: they actually want me to. They want me to look them up on Google and find out what authors they've represented and what they've gotten sold. I mean, they don't want me to know their middle names or what the inside of their living rooms look like. But they want me to find out what they are looking for. I have found the agent of my dreams. He's funny, he's cute (imagine if Owen Wilson had dark hair and hung around in a room full of books instead of surfing) and he knows his stuff. He seems like a good guy. He doesn't take Middle Grade Fiction, which is what I'm shopping. Dang. I hope he's still taking Young Adult Fiction when I get that monster of mine finished. But until then...I'm considering putting a picture of him up on my bulletin board, right beside the picture of the Appaloosa gelding, Justin Hawkins riding a stuffed white tiger, and the life sized cardboard stand of Captain Jack Sparrow.
7) Marni wants me to list the 7 songs I've been obsessing over lately. I'm alarmed at the number of Tattooed Guyliner boys this week:
-Prayer of the Refugee, Rise Against
-This Could Be Anywhere In The World, Alexisonfire
-This Ain't A Scene, It's An Arms Race, Fall Out Boy
-(Take Me For A Walk In The) Morning Dew, Serena Ryder
-Who Did You Think I Was, John Mayer Trio
-Love Train, Wolfmother
-Kill Caustic, AFI
8) BLOG BUDDIES!!!!! I NEED YOUR HELP!!!!!
What would we call a group of Recording Engineers?
a HERD (of horses or cattle)
a GAGGLE (of geese)
a LITTER (of puppies or kittens or piglets)
a PACK (like of mangey ill mannered dogs)
a MURDER (of crows)
a LOUNGE (of lizards, of course!)
...or, the front runner in the race so far, suggested by the owner of my Favourite Bookstore In The World....
an AMPLITUDE of Recording Engineers.
Eh?
Seriously I need your help with this, and I need it before next Thursday. Let's put our heads together on this.
Holycrap I'm tired and my PowerBook is about to run outta juice. Now you all go ahead and discuss and I'll catch up with you after my nap...
17 comments:
Definately AMPLITUDE. I like it.
Sorry I've been intermittent with the comments -- I'm on the road as usual. I'm sitting in McDonald's in Paris using the free WIFI. Pitiful huh?
Have a great weekend!
I have several new ones to add for consideration:
Mutation: as in a mutation of thrushes
Convocation: as in a convocation of eagles
Colony: as in colony of beavers
A SLOTH or SLEUTH of bears
An INTRUSION of cockroaches
Amplitude is great though!
I think you should try purple streaks this year just to mix it up, plus the celebs will remember the crazy pink haired lady that stalked them. So maybe a new color will make you look less suspicous. Freak em out a little bit.
Yankee! Not pitiful!!!
Sitting in a McDonald's in Paris France reading MY blog???? I might have to write a story about that...
LeRoy, oh that is great! I love a Sloth of Recording Engineers. I really do. They are a species that leave behind coffee cups and burnt discs.
KC raises a very good point. DO I WANT FAMOUS PEOPLE TO RECOGNIZE ME THIS YEAR???
As in "Hey aren't you that screwed up housewife who followed you with a camera last year?"
To which I could answer with either, "Yes. And this year I have paper and pen too"
OR "Wha? Me? No no. I have purple hair. I'm not that crazy chick. I'm perfectly sane."
I think that purple hair is a wonderful idea! Also, I like amplitude.
Yup. Amplitude.
Love it.
a splice? nah, that's too old school. go with amplitude.
pink hair! pink hair! do it !
Everytime you write 'Saskatoon' I think it's a made-up word.
'Paris of the Prarie.' heh. That's like saying Koblenz is the Pittsburgh of the Rhineland!
Sheesh.
And it's a SHLEP of Recordig Engineers.
yeharr
Pink is a good color for you Heidi. It's also a good color for Natalie Portman.
OK
Pink and purple???? I do thik Pink looks very good with my skin tone. That's my story anyways.
A SHLEP or a SCHLEP? That SCH is from my German-dialect-speaking background.
hee hee hee, Saskatoon is a real place! I think it's named after a berry bush and it's in the province of Sasquatchewan. I'll have to remind Jethro to keep his shoes on so as not to rile up the locals with his large feet.
I vote for amplitude or sloth.
And pink plus bleached-blond instead of purple.
If my hair didn't grow more slowly than cold snails crawl, I'd do me some pink highlights too!
Personally, I think it's a no-brainer that a group of recording engineers should be called either a fardel or a squadron.
Adivan rocks. Several years ago, I got a call that my father had suffered a heart attack. I had to fly out of Flagstaff airport on one of their twin engine puddle jumpers (the comedian Ron White referred to those planes as traveling at "half the speed of smell") with my one-year-old son, not knowing what my father's fate would be. I was anxious, to say the least. Until! Someone offered me an Adivan to take on the plane, "just to take the edge off."
Mama, life was gooooood after that. We were at 20,000 feet, bumpin' and groovin' along on all those pockets of turbulence; my father was about to have his chest opened...and I was just goin' with the flooooow. :-) Fortunately, all turned out well for my dad, and he's fine. "And I was fine, too! Thanks, Adivan!" <- points at pill bottle, big smile, it's a wrap. (Can you tell I've been cooped up in the house a little too long today?)
Oh, and I jus polished off an entire BAG of Smarties. Heidi, stop being ME, will ya? It's freaking me out.
shlep or schlep? In Yiddish, as transliterated into our alphabet, it is always sh- (Authority: Leo Rosten "The Joys of Yiddiah"), but, under the influence of German, a lot of those sh- words are often written as sch-.
I wish I didn't know things like that.
:-)
You should post photos of your dress at least. That won't violate the no faces policy. Dye your hair to match your dress. Seriously.
Ok
A pod of recording engineers.
Hmm.
Jethro has pointed out that as a species they tend to not travel in groups of any kind, except for the annual migration where they awkwardly gather for ceremonies.
They often fail to find mates at these annual gatherings.
Except the individuals already mated. They stick with the mate.
I mean, really, who else would he hang around with?
Saskatoon! Most Romantic City in Canada!!!!!!
Cute blog...if it's okay to use that word. My daughter doesn't like to be referred to as cute, and she also wants to color her hair some freakish unnatural color (blue, she says over my shoulder.)
Anyway, very clever blog.
My son, the Geek Boy, says a Lounge, as that desribes their work ethic. Hope that's helpful!
How many more days until Pug love?
Hi Tracey! You may use cute or clever to describe my blog. As long as you don't say it's boring. That, I can't handle. And your kids are obviously smart!
Recording engineer work ethic: They'll stay in the control room for 18 hours if they have to. Just don't ask them to take a coffee mug back to the sink.
I'm thinking LOUNGE should be saved for producers. A Lounge of Record Producers.
BIDDIE!!!! Thursday.
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