Brad Paisley

FaceTiming with Xavier today and he asked me if I was familiar with Brad Paisley. I'd heard the name but knew nothing more about him. Xave went on to say, "You should check him out. He's no Shakespeare or Bernie Taupin, but he's got some good-ass lyrics. He writes from the heart."

Speak It

One evening at the Hellmouth I ran down to the train station on break to pick up Rachel. She had been a barista in Philly but had recently taken a job as a file clerk at a law firm. Frank was sweeping behind the counter and I convinced Rach to erase our menu board and jazz it up a bit. Frank was clearly checking her out - Rachel was super cute with great hair and looked very sassy in her business attire. While up on the ladder chalking up the blackboard Frank walked by and Rachel said, "I'm really bloated and gassy, so if you smell something, it's probably me." Gotta love honesty in a gal.

Wendy Speaks the Truth

"Nothing makes you want to kill yourself more than having ovaries." Preach!

Congrats Are In Order...

I work with a guy who as soon as I met him he instantly reminded me of Bradley Cooper. Same initials, same gorgeous smile and the same sparkly blue eyes. I took to calling him Bradley and I don't think he minds it one bit. Today I sent him a little shout out saying:
"Congratulations on your Oscar nomination! My fingers are crossed that you will take home the statue!"
"lol Thank you! I will mention you in my speech."
"I'm so honoured, yet not at all surprised..."
"Watch for it I will be riding a pony up to the podium. Me and the agents are working out the specifics."
Seriously, I did a spit take all over my keyboard when I read the word "pony." Man, I love that kid.

Not a Fan

I was asking everyone at the office if there yet exists an app that can tell you where cops are located. Ya know, like a visual radar detector. Apparently everyone thought this was a terrible idea because then criminals would know where the police were at all times. As for me, I'm more concerned with myself and keeping a very safe distance from anyone in the law enforcement community. I tend to prefer the company of criminals to cops. Marie was the only one on my side. "Yeah, you should see about setting that up. The Fuzz Buster." Damn, I really oughta.

The Babs

Fr. Michael runs group sessions and usually tries to start it off on a light note. One day he decided to start with a trivia question. He said that the person for them to guess was an extremely successful female singer over the age of 50. Easy enough. The twenty questions began and Michael began to see that these individuals were never going to get it. Missy Elliott was a great guess, cause she's totally over 50. Other guesses of Ke$ha and Sally Field leave one clutching their head in confusion. Michael was getting worried so he said, "Forty five to fifty percent of the group will know who this is." Twenty questions were up and Michael confessed that it was Barbra Streisand. He saw blank faces staring back at him. Through clenched teeth Michael told them, "I said 45-50% - if there is a single person in this room who doesn't know Barbra Streisand then they must leave my sight immediately."
He later said to me, "And I wonder why there's gay rumours at work about me..."

The Dark Knight Rises

I managed to watch the first eight minutes of The Dark Knight Rises before dashing off to meet Bishop at the theatre. I didn't like the first two Christopher Nolan Batmans so I had extremely low expectations for this one. Honestly, the only reason I really wanted to see it was because of Tom Hardy and Joseph Gordon-Levitt, two actors whom I respect and adore. Bishop, and pretty much every other male I know, raved about DKR. I was skeptical at best.
In the theatre, walking beside Bish I said, "Okay, so I started watching the new Batman..." His eyes widened and he gasped, "Oh, don't you LOVE it?!! It's so sick." I replied, "All I can say is, as a woman who is not terribly feminine in any way, if I have ever questioned my gender in the past, after the first eight minutes of that film I am now completely certain that I am indeed female." He laughed and said in a heart broken voice, "You didn't like it?" "Nope. What is with the bad Sean Connery voice on Bane? And the in-flight blood transfusion?? I mean come on. It's rubbish." But I vowed to try and keep an open mind and get through the rest of the movie, which I did. With the help of some single malt scotch and several smoke breaks. I feel like if I were a guy in high school, this would be my favourite movie of all time. But I'm not. I think I need to re-watch Following or The Prestige to remind myself that Christopher Nolan is capable of writing excellent dialogue of which we can all be proud.