I’ve gone pretty much nonstop since last week, even writing this in between happy hours and other social outings. I’m not complaining, although my marathon of watching Olympics coverage has slowed down considerably.
And, as a sure sign that I’m officially 29, I was just “laying down for a nap” last Friday before this Rave of Thrones event, only to wake up hours later after missing the whole thing.
- Britney/Taylor Mashup Night: I made up for lost time Saturday night with my first-ever visit to famed SF nightclub Bootie, because why else? It was Britney/Taylor Mashup Night! I expected a little more of “Bad Blood… One More Time,” but was truly amazed at the DJs’ abilities to mix Eminem, Black Sabbath and more with the queens of pop.
- Red Dog: Another day, another happy hour. This SOMA bar was the second stop on a night where I said farewell to both current co-workers and former colleagues who were leaving their respective companies. Red Dog was a perfect setting — friendly staff, delicious food and strong drinks.
- Barry’s Boot Camp: In case it wasn’t completely clear, I’m in need of a detox more than anything. Since that’s unlikely to ever happen, I’ve instead taken advantage of promotions through work to try “The Best Workout in the World.” It’s kicked my ass, motivated me and been, truly, one of the best group fitness classes I’ve ever tried. Best of all, the friends I made go with me are still speaking to me.
- Jessica’s “Daily Affirmation”: This toddler’s uplifting pep talk went viral a few years ago, but has recently made a resurgence and I’m not mad about it. Whether it’s your hair or your pajamas or your whole house, I hope you too have things you like and believe you can do anything good!
There’s nothing like coming fresh off an extra-long weekend and realizing your workweek is only 3.5 days — praise the Lord! I have another extended weekend ahead, and I couldn’t be more pumped for it to get here already.
- Musée Mécanique: A good friend was visiting last weekend, and we decided to check out this antique arcade at Fisherman’s Wharf. From 100-year-old games to modern-day air hockey and more, there’s something fun for everyone.
- Kickens in Town: My college bestie arrives tomorrow for a weeklong visit, and I’m beyond stoked. We’ve got a full itinerary of Giants v. Braves, wine country, Oakland v. YANKEES, Alcatraz and more. Look out, SF!
- “Veep”: I’d previously seen a few episodes of this biting comedy starring Julia Louis-Dreyfus (among many talented stars). Cut to a much-needed day of marathon TV, and I’m still smiling from the snarkiness. Check it out Sundays at 10:30 p.m. on HBO.
- “Pretty Girls” – Britney Spears & Iggy Azalea: I totally hate this video but the song is just so damn catchy. Iggy’s rhymes just get me every time, and I can’t seem to deny myself from Britney’s whine-singing. Le sigh.
I stayed home sick from work today, which means I’m now wired because I slept off the intense nausea I had throughout the night. TMI? Didn’t think so.
So what else is there to do when bedridden all day? Clear the DVR, of course.
- “Drunk History”: What do you get when you mix drunk people talking about the past with celebrated actors reenacting those stories (and lip-synching along)? Answer: This hilarious historical gem.
- “Chopped”: Of course I love cooking shows, because I’ve used my oven once. This one is a weekly battle between four different chefs, tasked to reinvent mystery ingredients. Fascinating, to say the least.
- “I Love the 2000s”: Britney! Nelly! Balloon Boy! VH1’s iconic series takes on the new millenium, and the result is so ridiculously satisfying. Episodes are on demand … and kind of just on all the time.
- “Ladies of London”: I know, I know. I hate myself enough for all of us, but I’m HOOKED on this stupid Bravo show. The drama is so ridiculous, and I just can’t stop watching. God save the Queen, indeed.
Not sold on these obsessions? Just enjoy this segment from a recent episode of “Drunk History”:
I don’t know if it’s those damn Facebook movies or the fact that I thought it was Thursday till just now … but I’m feeling rather nostalgic. This week’s obsessions are all dug from the archives of my brain — enjoy the throwbacks!
- Fantasy by Britney Spears: If you were a teen (or parent of a teen) within the past decade, then YOU KNOW this scent. It hit me like a ton of bricks in the ladies’ room earlier, and I was instantly transported back to choking on it freshman year. Good grief.
- 10 Pictures that Prove Bruno Mars Is Actually Powerline from “A Goofy Movie”: Say that 10 times fast. But seriously, there is no arguing the resemblance.
- “One Fine Day”: George Clooney can do no wrong — naysayers of “Batman & Robin” can suck it. He and Michelle Pfeiffer make the perfect rom-com couple in this ‘90s classic about a terrible day made worse.
- “Slam Dunk (Da Funk)” – Five: My team brainstormed for an upcoming basketball project and all we could think of was this classic jam from middle school birthday parties. Not even ashamed, not even a little bit.
If you must have the full version.
George Zimmerman has a girlfriend and Adam Levine is People‘s Sexiest Man Alive? My friend Kaley said it best — the world is going insane. What’s a girl to do when everyone else seems to be losing their mind? Earbuds in, music on, disappear from society. Here we go:
- SNL – “Worst Cover Songs of All Time”: This season had its hits and misses, but I cannot stop watching this hilarious infomercial for awesomely bad cover songs. Nathan Lane takes the cake by far!
- AcaBelles – “Royals”: I still haven’t seen “Pitch Perfect” (the horror!) but these ladies from FSU straight up kill Lorde’s song. Now, how do I do that mouth-drum thing?
- Phillip Phillips – “Gone, Gone, Gone”: I didn’t think this horribly named young man could do any better than last year’s smash single, “Home.” Boy, is my face red. Let’s just say obsession is putting it mildly here.
- Avicii – “Wake Me Up”: Full disclosure: I confuse this song with ol’ Phillip squared on a regular basis. The key difference? This one gets me pumped like none other.
Click the links above to watch, or enjoy the three I can embed (thanks a heap, SNL).
I’m likely the only girl on the planet who feels this way, but I refuse to see “Titanic” in its 3-D rerelease April 4.* Here are 10 reasons why — before the entire female population disowns me:
10. I saw the 1997 release in my local theater. We sat on the floor, because there weren’t enough seats = traumatized for life.
9. I dislike 3-D movies. The plot and cinematography should be strong enough on their own without shit flying in my face.
8. If another year of my life is held hostage by “My Heart Will Go On,” I will lose it.
7. Britney Spears doesn’t need another excuse to reference it in a music video.
6. If you’re going to celebrate a hundredth birthday, at least be classy about it — like Oreo or the Girl Scouts.
5. Idiots shouting, “I’m the king of the world!” ‘Nuff said there.
4. The genius promos tout it as a release “from the director who brought you ‘Avatar.’” No, he brought us “Titanic” — 12 years before “Avatar”!
3. Its runtime is 3 hours and 14 minutes. Given my tiny tank, that’s at least two trips to the restroom, not to mention my butt falling asleep thrice.
2. Unless the bitch moves over on the board, I know how it ends. Not cool, Rose. Not. Cool.
1. Remember my aversion to 3-D movies? Here are two huge reasons why:
I think that’s a sufficient argument, so ladies, please let this serve as my official decline to any invitation for movie night.
Fast-forward to 2:50 if you don’t want to suffer through the “dancing.”
Bonus: My favorite rendition of “Oops! … I Did It Again.” The quality sucks, but it’s the only one I could find.
*Originally slated to be released April 6, Paramount execs decided they just couldn’t wait and moved it up to April 4. Breaking news, people.