What day is it? Where am I? Sleep-deprived zombiehood has its benefits … I’m currently impervious to pain and devoid of rational thought. There’s hope for me, yet — these things may be enough to resurrect me.
- Kristen’s Brain Tumor Battle: This young nurse, wife and mother of two was diagnosed with a brain tumor during her last pregnancy, so I jumped at the chance to support in her fight. You can help too!
- Pug Alphabet: Thank you, Bah Humpug, for creating what this world was missing: an assortment of letters, formed by roly-poly pug babies! Changed my life, plain and simple.
- Busty Girl Problems: There’s a certain responsibility that comes with being well-endowed in the chest department — just ask Joan Harris. This list covers the “woe is me” we busty girls face.
- “New Soul” by Yael Naim: I first heard it sampled in Girl Talk’s “No Pause,“ and I kept smiling through those few seconds every time. The entire song is all warm and fuzzy goodness.
Some laughs and a few tears later, I might just return to normal. Well, what my version of normal is, anyway. And if these don’t do the trick, then 2-for-1 drinks absolutely will. Salud!
Poor video quality, but a perfect song
It’s the middle of the week, and I’m feeling pretty middle of the road. Not good, not bad. Not happy, not sad. To avoid sounding any more like Dr. Seuss, I present:
Lightning Launch: I was blessed to win a ticket to my company’s box suite for last night’s Tampa Bay Lightning Launch. Between drinks, foods and great company, The Steve Miller Band put on a stellar performance. Looking forward to a fantastic season, Bolts!
Girl Talk: I’m a sucker for anything with a mash-up, and Gregg Michael Gillis (stage name Girl Talk) is the king of digital sampling. My current faves are “Bounce That” and “Shut the Club Down.” Most of his mixes are perfect for early-morning workouts or long workdays. So, you know … 90 percent of my life.
Red Bull Flugtag: This high-flying, adrenaline-pumping competition comes to Tampa Saturday, and I couldn’t be more excited. More than anything else, I’m psyched to see the biggest and best crashes. Red Bull? Take it or leave it. But, Flugtag? Sign me up.
“The League”: As much as I love my Always Sunny — especially with Fat Mac’s triumphant shenaniganz — I am ecstatic to have the boys of “The League” back this week. How long will it take Ruxin (Roddd-neeey) to screw up? Will Taco ever understand what a line-up is? The outlook is grim, but I can’t wait to find out.
Raising a glass in honor of Steve Jobs tonight, whose legacy of inspiration and innovation will live on forever. Cheers.