heels are bad & you know it. but, so comedy, too.

they are so high. so wibblie. so wobblie. so crap-i'm-going-down! ...twice.

-that video is only made funnier by the fact that the audience is laughing at the poor chick.
and announcers on allllll sorts of news broadcasts. it's not a normal funny fall. it's like a jaggedy avalanche, wicked-witch-of-the-west-melting kind of crumble.


i don't plan on this happening to me, at least not unless i'm on glare ice. or, of course, in the case i would ever be drunk.
why is this not in my plan? because i no wear heels! my arches are a mile high, so those things & i, sadly, don't get along.

so don't go there, kids. stay safe & healthy. at least, most of the time, biffing only when it's attributable to the cocktail. careful, those feetsies gots to get you around for a bunches of years!

bobbi gets all politicalie

oh sarah! i saw your acceptance speech - you're so bold, so fierce, so snotty.

...which is to say, i love you! and lets be friends, please.

BUT




-thanks be given to faye for the forward!
did palin really answer the economic-crisis-topical question posed at the first debate with an (approximate) "at the next soccer game, ask the mom next to you what they think about it. i bet they have some concerns?" she did.
and questions requiring specific answers were thrown back with a (again, wildly approximately): "we're mavericks and we'll do what we need to do to get it done!" point is, tina wasn't much off.
which stems from this wonderful tidbit by my lovely, favorite, tina fey, on snl. ah, the Funny.

-soon-to-be-a-wearer of this T!

ashes to ashes, i all fall Down

no one can accuse Me of being incident prone (example 1, example 2) ...Example 3!!!
well, i was pretty zipped (wink wink & a ha ha, C), which came from throwing back a couple glasses of wine on an otherwise empty and growling stomach, but Still! i mean how many'a time have i been in said state and Not fallen? millions.
that last stair just leapt at me!
that ...ORrrrrr blame can be laid upon the glimmering, darting black cat under foot, the sparkly shiny rhinestone sandals reflecting in my eyes, Else the sparks from the grillin action. perhaps?!?
probably not.

PLUG alert:

the ting tings will be playing at the varsity on august 4th. they don't suck. this song&video you will love? yes, yes you will. then there's an award for the lowest budget for the best song going TO... but, whatever. see you there!

oh and (a random thought alert!), i take that back! death cab's new album (narrow stairs) might be the best yet (it's battling for first in my mind with plans).

-ThisAlertHasBeenBroughtToYouByBD-YER-RADIO

ice's fault and i do mind

falling down can be fun. funny.
mostly, though, it's not.
this past week has brought me two solid diggers.
matt! weren't we just talking about this at HH two weeks ago?!?!? can you say jinx? yes he can.




i was ice fishing near st peter 2 saturdays ago with andy, brian and lora. we didn't have an ice house, so, without red carpet laid out nicely, the only thing between my feets and a frozen lake was nothing. not remembering that, lora was the first to biff. hard.

after switching lakes and switching empty cocktails

out for full ones several times, I forgot that i was parading around on ice.

ice, being slick, is slippery. after 1 quick attempt to regain balance, down i went. the bruise on the left hip is still not done spreading in width and morphing into an interesting shade of dark dark dark puke green. the hole in my right hand has scabbed nicely, however!

wednesday i met up with joe to reminisce about the joys (loathes) of law school. after a delicious dinner, we figured a night cap at a different establishment seemed appropriate. we parked the vehicle near the curb, street side. i thought it best to hop the snowbank onto the clear, safe sidewalk on the other side of this slippery jaded mound. off i took .... before i knew i was even falling at all, all wind was out of my lungs and my thoughts went straight to (after a quick assessment of whether or not paralysis had suddenly set in) the fact that i have no health insurance, and this situation likely would benefit from ownership over it. a martini helped. 2 days of living through it and sucking it up (along with a daily doses of 2200mg ibuprofen) helped. my whining did not, but, yet, i did it.

40 degrees last weekend!!! yippers :)
-old man winter needs a restraining order assigned to his ass...

tulip skirt's fault, but i don't mind

you really haven't lived until you've fallen down at the state fair. what a jackass!
i started going down and with normal strides available i would have easily caught myself ... alas, i did not so i could not. did anyone see? most likely many, many did. just stay on the ground and laugh at yourself - that's really all you can do.
drunk? no. drinking? yes.
oh well!