Random 10

Sorry I've been so quiet, friends. Betwixt the new job and preparing for the holiday, I've nary a spare moment. These are the songs queued in iTunes at the moment:

Keep On Singin' My Song - Christina Aguilera
My Mind (Mindless Mix) - Ace of Base
Shoo-Fly Pie and Apple Pan Dowdy - June Christy
King of Swing - Big Bad Voodoo Daddy
Backwoods - Red Hot Chili Peppers
This Time of Year - Better Than Ezra
Shake a Leg - AC/DC
Brass in Pocket - Pretenders
Dracula's Wedding - Outkast
99 Luftballons - Nena

I hope to be more interesting soon. Post your random 10 at American Idle, or you'll have to spend all weekend at the mall caroling to frantic shoppers with a sign over your head that says "You're all a Bunch of Superficial Greedy Bastards."

Word of the day

Slackadaisical

Pronunciation: "sla-k&-'dA-zi-k&l
Function: adjective
Etymology: irregular from slack + lackaday + -ical

:lacking life, spirit, or zest when others think you are really being productive

The spousal unit is feeling slackadaisical. He's "telecommuting" while sitting on our couch watching Rome.

Miscellaneous

I have a whole weekend of blogslacking to make up for!

Friday evening we hosted an engagement party for some friends. THey are young, sweet, and adorably in love. We played in a home version of the Newlywed Game with them. You'd think that since we've been married for just over 5 years that we would have won, right? Wrong! We came in second - behind the engaged couple. I will say based pm his answers to the game that the guy seems a little, er, anally obsessed. Sometimes you learn a bit more about people that you ever hoped for.

Saturday night we saw the touring production of Sweet Charity, starring Molly Ringwald. Though I would have preferred to see the Broadway version with Christina Applegate, this was nice for a local show. I can't say that either Molly's dancing or singing abilities were phenomenal, but they were, as Lindsay Lohan says, adequite. My musical thirst has been quenched for the time being. And the spousal unit didn't even fall asleep.

Check out this video of Pauly Shore getting knocked out at a comedy club in Odessa, Texas. Real classy crowd they've got there. I'm certainly no huge Pauly fan (loved seeing him getting tossed out of the Playboy Mansion on Entourage), but jeez. Who feels like a big man because they can knock out this little twerp? That's west Texas for you. This got me thinking - is there a new class of bigots out there after the recent incidents with Michael Richards and Andy Dick? What should we call them - anti-comicites?

Random 10

Today I get the pleasure of copying my Random 10 from iTunes Party Shuffle playing through my desktop speakers. Just another reason why working from home is da bomb.

Fergie really shouldn't rap. I curse this first song for being the precursor to that lousy album she released on her own. Post yours here along with Cat, James, Chelene, and the rest of the gang, or this week it's Fergie rapping that I'll force you to listen to on repeat.

My Humps - Black Eyed Peas
Yesterdays - Guns N' Roses
Seed - Sublime
Bill Bailey, Won't You Please Come Home - Patsy Cline
Man Research (Clapper) - Gorillaz
Kickstand - Soundgarden
Praise You - Fat Boy Slim
Killer Queen - Queen
Dr. Lee, PhD - Beastie Boys
Dance of the Sugarplum Fairies - Tchaikovsky

I am the queen

I'm wrapping up my first day at the new job. People have been very welcoming and accomodating today. One person in particular seems to be going to lengths to help me get started so far, which is great because this guy seems to be a total rockstar.

And did I mention that I'm wearing cozy sweats and slipper socks that slowly release aloe onto my feet (it sounded so ludicrous I just had to buy some to give it a go, and they are super soft), have my dogs snoring at my feet, and have been able to check in to TMZ whenever I flippin feel like it? It's awesome.

On the down side, with the exception of the house cleaner making his biweekly visit, all my contact today was virtual. I did not speak to or see a single person. Of course, at my last job there seemed to be far too many days when the same thing happened, but in a building full of people. That's much more depressing than being at home.

An open letter to Ms. Paltrow

Gwynnie,

I don't care if you were bashing America or not. Given your propensity for it in your past as well as your hubby's constant spouting off about free trade while you push your ridiculously named children around in $5000 strollers, I wouldn't be suprised if you really did say what the Portuguese paper said you did. But...when Steven Spielberg is your godfather, you don't get to bitch about how Americans live to work. Not your problem, sweetie.

Read more about it (and see more of Britney Spears continuing to make an ass, errr, beaver, err....insert stupid animal name here of herself) at my latest favorite site, The Superficial.

This weeks Random 10

I really need to listen to Beck more often. The guy's a musical genius. And nothing like a Grinch tune to get you in the Christmas spirit!

The Gypsy Baron RV 511 - Einzugsmarsch: Strauss
You're a Mean One, Mr. Grinch: Thurl Ravenscroft (had to look that up)
Under the Sun: Sugar Ray
Switch Opens: Soundgarden
I Love You: Sarah McLachlan
Evaporated: Ben Folds Five
New Realization: Sublime
High 5 (Rock the Catskills): Beck
Tired: Everlast
Store Bought Bones: The Raconteurs

Post yours along with the usual suspects here.

I'm off to Boston for the weekend for a whirlwind company meeting and holiday party for the new job. I don't even start until next Wednesday, but apparently it won't be a shindig unless my [sarcasm]illustrious, high-fallutin' ass[/sarcasm] is present. Have a good weekend everyone!