bad movie vs. good movie

i saw a really bad movie last night. it is called the wedding crashers. we had gotten some bad news so we tried to cheer ourselves up with some brainless humor. we normally wouldnt think to rent such a flick but had heard so many people raving about it, and had a free blockbuster rental card, so we thought we would give it a shot. could it have been any more boring? ok, so i did audible giggle once or MAYBE twice. but simply not enough to justify 2. 5 hours or however long it was.

i saw a really good movie. it was called the new world. it was really beautiful. i wont bore whoever (if in fact anyone) is reading this with any kind of description. we were enthralled, but as soon as the credits hit, our fellow las vegan movie watching neighbors stood up furious all shouting about how it was the worst movie they had ever seen. why do i live here? oh yeah, i remember.

next stop, europe? please?

have mercy on the kitties

this is an excerpt from an email from my fiancé's sister.

we are going through some major neighborhood
drama right now.
our cat puka had been missing since tues. and our
cat molly since fri. after searching under our house
and attic and finally posting bulletins around, we
came to find out what had happened.
our neighbor (one house down) admitted to setting
up traps around his yard and all cats trapped were
taken by the humane society and then to the s.p.c.a.
we found this out and were able to pick them up
yesterday. yesterday puka was going up for adoption
and we spent over 100 dollars getting them out.
chas. county and city have leash laws regarding
cats and dogs and he is within hi rights. apparently
he was recently laid off and i guess hes both bitter
and bored. all 3 of our cats are indoors (when we're
not chasing after them) and we're in cloudof
disbelief.

:(

let the games begin

fresh new music

the new belle and sebastian album (the life pursuit something or other) is really good. if you are reading this you should check it out.

the work of a copywriting fiance

it's official.

I am a legal domestic partner. we had to get a notary and a witness (zach's creative director) to sign paperwork saying we are legal domestic partners. this way i get access to having zach's great insurance with nothing coming out of the paycheck. i like it. zachs palms were all sweaty. jeez, can you imagine how he is going to be on the big day if THIS makes him sweat?

winter came today. actually snowed. for a second. there was more snow up on mount charleston though, where we spent the weekend. today we are back home and its all about chillin', makin chilli, and drinking irish coffees. (cheers to anna, we are using jamesons).

chicago is not the windy city

las vegas is. goodness gracious the insanity. i think they just call chicago the windy city bc it is so gosh darn cold. and las vegas already has its appropriate nickname as sin city. the wind woke me up and as i tried to leave the house, the wind pulled the coffee right out of my mug. my car was tossed all over the road. ahhhh, now i know why the hummer is such a popular car around here. zach cannot ride his bike to work today. he must find a ride. i hear its not going to let up until 6 pm.

lost in las vegas

after seeing the possum george jones perform from a front row seat, we began a journey. escaping the casino amongst all the wheelchairs, smoke, and slot machines. but then we began a real journey. we didn't know it would be. we thought we were just going to a party. so we drove. probably stopped at 4 or 5 gas stations throughout the night trying to navigate. so, we were in the city one second and the next second everything went dark and we were on a desolate road with huge mountains really close on the left and right of us. no street lights. just darkness and nothingness for as far as we could see. was it possible the party was out there in the abyss of mountainous desert? i'm a little scared. let's turn around. so we made a u-turn and drove. and drove. and then between the big dark mountains were millions of tiny yellow lights and in the middle was the stratosphere (the tower that looks kinda like the one in seattle). it was a pretty stunning site looking down on the city in the middle of all these mountains. we gave up on the party. and a few more gallons of gas later we were home safely.

in vegas you can be ANYONE

Copy and paste this link:
http://visitlasvegas.com/vegas/features/be-anyone/index.jsp

And click on the icon that says, "Be Anyone in Las Vegas & Create Your Identity." The site creates a new identity for you, complete with a business card, web site and 800 number!

the most fun is calling the 1-800 numbers. this is something zach did at work and just finished recording all the 1800 numbers last week. apparently he wrote more that were hilariously fun. . . but what did the client do? watered it down to just kinda fun. but still, check it out. what are you? a lumberjack, kung fu master, secret agent, philanthropist, etc? find out! (i am a philanthropist . . BORING.)