**Sorry I'm a little late....I lost my stupid blogger password...cookies be damned.
What do you smell at the movies?
I cheated and rented a movie to watch with my dad. I smelled heavy cigarette smoke (from dad), weed killer on my shoes, and hamburger helper wafting through the house. (Cheeseburger Macoroni....the ONLY kind that matters..) The movie was so-so...but the hamburger helper was fantastic!
What do you hear when you go out to eat?
We went out to eat at a small diner in Englewood, Florida. We sat in a booth next to the counter, and you could see and smell the open kitchen behind the counter. I heard the low hum of other people speaking, the clink of glass and silverware. I hear doors open and close, water running, and food sizzling behind of the counter.
As I write this information down, I get fixated on the word sizzle...which reminds me of the Sizzler. DAMN I miss that restaurant...why aren't those around Indy anymore?? I checked the internet and they are only present in the west. How come California, Oregon, Arizona and Idaho get to enjoy the deliciousness that is the Sizzler, while we languish in the land of Rallys, White Castle, and Hardees....damn..Indiana sucks sometimes.
In Loving Memory....
What do you see when you listen to music?
I chose a couple different songs to listen to. The first was "Diamonds on the soles of her shoes" by Paul Simon. As I listen to it, I start to discern that it's a refreshing change from most music that is produced now. It's actually happy and upbeat...I'd almost forgotten what that sounded like. It reminds me that, wasn't Paul Simon in that movie, Annie Hall, that's supposed to be so freaking wonderful? I watched it and I wasn't impressed...Woody Allen seems pretty funny and I can see why people like him, but the movie was ridiculous. I need a payoff, a happy ending or at least SOME sort of an ending....not the "lets just cut the scene right here, and leave the audience contemplating" ending...I do not feel like being pensive and retrospective after having spent 2 1/2 hours flattening my ass on the couch...for some movie that was supposed to be great...
Umm so back to the point...the other song I chose was "Just like Starting Over" by John Lennon. I love this song because it sounds like an older song from the 50's. It's an awesome song, and I want to use it at my wedding. When I listen to it, I visualize good times, and smiling. I envision myself dancing....I start to trail off and think about flowers and dresses and whatnot, all the bs that goes into planning a wedding...strikes me as too much work and $$.. So I press the shuffle forward button on my ipod and I get Prince's Pussy Control.....I don't even know what to say about that.
What do you feel like when you wake up?
Today I woke up at 6 to get ready to fly home. I feel like shit, even still as I'm on the plane writing this out. My body aches and I always feel nauseous and sometimes throw up when I get up early. (this could totally be psycosomatic (sp?) but it does happen a lot..) I think my stomach makes too much acid or something..Anywho, I never feel good when I wake up early. But I also hate naps, and the way you feel after you take one...I always feel groggy the rest of the day and can never really totally get back to where I was before said nap....but man I do love sleep. When I was little, my dream was to go to Disney world and be the little mermaid or Snow White.....This has only changed slightly since "growing up".....Now I want to be Sleeping Beauty..and just left the fuck alone for my 100 years or whatever.......damn, i'm getting nasty in my older years.....
What do I taste at the grocery store?
Ok, this was pretty fun. Of course I went to Kroger hungry, because I thought maybe I wouldn't "taste" anything if I weren't. This led to gross overbuying...but as I walked up and down the aisle, I had trouble tasting what I was seeing...I think I was trying too hard....that is until I got to the cereal. Man, Golden Crisp is the shit... I could taste that as I threw 2 boxes in my cart. Damn you Sugar Bear!... and all your unhealthy goodness...besides the cereal the only other thing I could really taste was the box of french bread pizza I bought. And it wasn't long before that became a reality, I ate it as soon as I walked in the door. :)
....wow check this out....Someone loves Sugar Bear almost as much as I do!
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