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Feb. 26th, 2011
1. My mom is trying to run for city council and needs registered Democrats to sign her petition. I cannot, as I am registered independent, which annoyed my mom. Today she complained, "You and your uncle Eddie are the only people in the family who aren't registered Democrats!", which made me do a tiny cheer, as it means that no one in my mom's family is a Republican. (Insular and occasionally racist, yes. Right-wing, no.)
2. My mom got me a free membership with the Y! And the local Y has an awesome pool, so now I can go down there before work three times a week for swimming.
3. My dad got an Android for Christmas and has become a total app junkie. A few weeks back, he noticed Bryan and I were playing Angry Birds on our phones. Today, I noticed he's got it on his phone now. According to him, it's "really, REALLY addictive." Uh, yeah. :)
4. My parents want to watch the Oscars with me. BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Okay, see, the reason I laugh is not because they want to watch it with me. That's actually kind of cute. However, they don't really seem to understand what my Oscar day routine entails even though I've been doing the same damn thing every Oscar Sunday for, oh, fifteen years:
1. Buy a bunch of junk food and booze and pizza.
2. Watch a bunch of Oscar-nominated and/or -winning movies from sunrise to the beginning of the red carpet arrivals.
3. Mock or coo over pretty dresses for two hours.
4. Spend three hours alternatively mocking the stupidest parts of the show and cheering for the winners with the same intensity as people rooting for Super Bowl touchdowns.
My dad said, "We'll sleep through most of it anyway." HA! You say that now, but you haven't heard the noises I'll make when Colin Firth wins Best Actor.
(Even though my Oscar Sunday marathon is normally all Oscar movies, I'm really, REALLY tempted to watch the BBC's Pride And Prejudice instead. Because ... hi, Colin Firth, do I really need a reason?)
2. My mom got me a free membership with the Y! And the local Y has an awesome pool, so now I can go down there before work three times a week for swimming.
3. My dad got an Android for Christmas and has become a total app junkie. A few weeks back, he noticed Bryan and I were playing Angry Birds on our phones. Today, I noticed he's got it on his phone now. According to him, it's "really, REALLY addictive." Uh, yeah. :)
4. My parents want to watch the Oscars with me. BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Okay, see, the reason I laugh is not because they want to watch it with me. That's actually kind of cute. However, they don't really seem to understand what my Oscar day routine entails even though I've been doing the same damn thing every Oscar Sunday for, oh, fifteen years:
1. Buy a bunch of junk food and booze and pizza.
2. Watch a bunch of Oscar-nominated and/or -winning movies from sunrise to the beginning of the red carpet arrivals.
3. Mock or coo over pretty dresses for two hours.
4. Spend three hours alternatively mocking the stupidest parts of the show and cheering for the winners with the same intensity as people rooting for Super Bowl touchdowns.
My dad said, "We'll sleep through most of it anyway." HA! You say that now, but you haven't heard the noises I'll make when Colin Firth wins Best Actor.
(Even though my Oscar Sunday marathon is normally all Oscar movies, I'm really, REALLY tempted to watch the BBC's Pride And Prejudice instead. Because ... hi, Colin Firth, do I really need a reason?)