Poopmobile or Popemobile and a Knock Up that's a Knock Out

since i work in the world of integrated marketing with a focus on PR i'm always scanning for headlines of the day etc. etc. so to my great amazement today i found this snazzy headline on yahoo.com "Man Launches for Popemobile"

first to my chagrine (sp check?) popemobile = funny phrase. but then on a different site that had a typo and it was poopmobile. and now folks this was not The Onion or such. it was i can't recall the site, but it was (sadly) immediately fixed. so i think the window of opportunity to catch "man run towards poopmobile" was small. but by gosh goly i saw it and it was fantastic.

so i usually just write. being a writer, at least a self-described writer i think to throw my quirks and comments into the world and don't really give a damn where they end up or who reads them. but today i still can't get over judd apatow's new flick "Knocked Up." i am slightly biased. i adored his Freaks and Geeks and Undeclared and appreciated his 40-year-old Virgin 'fo sho.

but "Knocked Up" is a knock out for any 25 - 50 year old hipster. the best part is apatow's knack for conversation and going beyond just the surface layer of comedy. somewhat of a true story perhaps (google photos of his wife who stars in the movie to either agree or disagree with me) "Knocked Up" is his most grown up film/video to date. and it's fantastic.

the only down side, much with the 40 year old version is that Paul Rudd (i heart him) and Seth Rogen have such great banter back and forth that no doubt most frat boys will be quoting it. but "Knocked Up" is such a knock out of the ballpark, that i won't be surprised if it is up for something during oscar time.

Why I love June .... cause sometimes I forget

i forget the joys of the month of june. it wasn't until this weekend that it all reoccurred to me why june is a good month. playoff hockey beards in full force. twins usually pick it up along with johan. although maybe that hasn't occurred yet this year. the weather in minneapolis is usually fantastic before the hot, humid hellish stuff rolls into town. i'm a baby and can't stand the heat.

what else about june? graduations = usually good snack food and humorous or dreadful graduation speeches. summer concert tours kick off. june rhymes with moon --- kidding!

i think most of it is the weather. tipping your toes in the freezing cold lakes of minnesota, unless you are referring to the pollutant puddles of harriet and calhoun. have you ever looked at them from an airplane? they are green like HiC Ecto-cooler. "hello nasty" beastie boys style. as i was saying .....

and it really took me a weekend up north for the happy june memories to be flooded into the psyche. and oddly enough i have dated a lot of boys born in june -- must have a thing for the geminis, since one personality is not enough for ms. minneapolis.

however the damn sens are making my june disappointing. stupid, penalty thrashing ducks are prolly going to win much to my dismay. but seriously is JS Giggie really made of velcro. no rebounds -- it's absurd. i suppose its better for the wild if the ducks win, but i can't stand their coach carlyle and i can't stand how freaking good 22-year-old Ryan Gatzlof is. he could be my new boy crush over brent burns. oh wait, i will forever be mrs. burns in my mind. but that has a lot to do with june .......til the next time when i have something more profound or at least, entertaining.

It's Slowey Time

so i'm jazzed about kevin slowey's debut today. sweet jesus. and since i don't have cable normally i would have to go to the bar to watch the game, but i will be in dreaded fargo where cable is a-plenty. and i like lil papi. but i like him in the bullpen for mop up work and long relief. and i like garza -- but like most power pitches garza can be a headcase. which is why i like slowey. pitches change ups in fastball situations and vice versa. can't overpower a guy, but actually has to think on the mound. and he is lucking out too, because he is starting and away game which is easier on the adrenaline rush and it's against the A's who are so beat up now they look like a minor league time.

CHEERS to SLOWEY!

Impaled by The Impaler

So last night I checked out the docucmentary about Jonathan "The Impaler" Sharkey who ran for Minnesota governor in 2006. I will now to the best of my abilities used my non-bias, yet columnist opinion ( I did pay my way through journalism school) to recall last evening's affair.

The documentary is decent. I am a fan of the genre more so that the average girl so I appreciate certain aspects of the filmmaking procedure. There is more of a story that the guy is a vampire running for Minnesota office. But I won't divulge too much, because who wants to ruin a story. And while Mr. Sharkey does have a PH.D. which Hatch and Pawlenty do not, they just have JD's, which seem to be a dime a dozen these days, Mr. Sharkey is full of himself. He loves to have a platform, he loves to have attention, he loves the camera and he loves to hear himself speak.

So really outside of the pro-wrestling background, impaler torch, claims that he slept with his half-sister and the whole blood-sucking vampire thing -- how is he different than any other politician?

It's a good question. And it's this week's Good Question? brought to you by WCCO and Ben Tracy.

But it was a bit bizarre, being @ Oak Street last night. And the Impaler is a bit bizarre, although more in love with himself then the general public would suspect. Normally, I'd set up a link for you to get more info on The Impaler, but I'm lazy, tired and off to a sporting event.

Time after Time (minus Cyndi Lauper)

Timing is everything. Timing is essential in comedy and baseball. If your timing is off in comedy, you are not funny. Unless you have the uncanny ability to hold a joke Norm MacDonald Weekend Update Style
although that ultimately led to MacDonald's demise. But at least he is not a quisling. And in baseball if your timing is off, you strike out. Or if you are a pitcher and your timing is off, you balk or leave a curveball down the middle of broadway. Yep, that's timing for you.

And you can get frusterated about timing, but really isn't that a bit silly. Aren't you just wasting time with being infuriated with timing. Unless of course you are a 38 year old woman who desparately wants children and time and timing are of the essence. But until then, more on timing.

Have you ever liked someone but the timing just doesn't work out? Really, it is the case of most soap operas --- look and Hope and Bo, or Austin and Carrie --- and for most sitcoms. Rachael and Ross. Lorelai and Luke/Christopher. And it sucks when it happens in real life. One personn is ready, the other is in a relationship. Both single but one is taking a job across the country. Both single but then one of the people is pregnant or got his one night stand pregnant. Yea, timing - it's a killer.

Or when you get a new job and find out your pregnant. That's gotta suck. I tell ya, timing makes your question the whole fate vs. free choice. I'm thinking it's a combo, like most things in life. People are mostly in the grey, but yet the extremes on issues are the ones that get notoriety. And I still believe timing is a killer in disguise. And so I will continue to sing my heart out Time After Time.

Graduation Speech -- a tad late and a tad great

In the spirit of upcoming graduations, I have decided to leave an unasked for graduation speech. Cheers to the class of 2007! I have no connection to any of you at all, but someday possibly could.
So here's to '07


Choose life. Not in a pro life sort of way, but choose to live life to your most potential. Choose renter's insurance. Choose to travel. Choose to do something you and others might not think you would do. Choose to listen to This American Life. Choose to read books by Sarah Vowell or David Sedaris. Choose to read. Choose to limit yourself to one or two reality TV shows. Choose fixed interest rated. Choose to invest in 401(k) early and often. Choose to be a non-conformist. Choose to be yourself. Every now and then choose a person to make out with, because you never thought you would. Choose to listen to your gut, more often times than not it is right. Choose to listen to your parents half of the time, but acknowledge them and their existence all of the time. Choose to watch Trainspotting. Choose to live the unattainable dream. Choose two forms of birth control, even if you don't think you need two. Choose to take mass transit instead of driving a car. Choose to insure yourself or choose dental insurance. Choose the job that makes you happy, if of course it is legal. Choose not to be a narc, but know your personal ethos and know when you might have to be a whistle blower. Choose Yourself. When in doubt, choose choice. Choose to let your hair down. Choose to dance naked, even if someone is watching. Choose to fuck. Choose to love. Choose pinot noir over other red wines. Choose Yourself. Choose Life.

Karma Works in Beautiful Ways

have you ever been fucked over? it sucks. especially when it's the blind sided type that you don't see or feel coming at all. i was fucked over at my last job. got tattled on for something that could swing either way (for or against me). and the worst part was finding out that i was ratted on. and because somebody didn't care for me. lame. not professional at all. borderline pathetic and very william shakespeare like. i think shakesperian themes are similar to the seven deadly sins. jealously. love. anger. desire. control. passion. power. those are basically the themes that run from much ado about nothing to hamlet. (sidenote i used to date a boy that would read only shakespeare in the summer. now is a psychiatrist or a mental health intake provider somewhere in indiana. and i often wonder did the shakespeare drive him to want to know the inner workings of our minds? yea back to the tangents ....)

being fucked, not a good feeling. so when you have the opportunity to get some revenge, as much as i tried to be the bigger person, the smaller person in me won out and said "you have the opportunity to fuck her over and she won't see it coming." brilliant, really. and anonymous. the best kind of revenge. hey, i'm not iago
by any means. but it did feel slightly vindicating. karma is round, what goes around comes around.

and yet, i did feel weird about reporting it a few months later. like i was going to get incident bystanders caught in the crossfire (which brings me to tucker carlson and his ridiculous self, can't stand him or his bowties. fucking ridiculous.) this should remain an issue between me and her, and it should have never been an issue to begin with, except she narced and wanted me out, a complete surprise to me. so here i write, a bit smug and bit bitter, but hoping it will work out in the end .... leaving my devices to karma and what will be will be.