So finally I go on a date, have a great time, and make plans for another date halfway through this one. What could be wrong, you ask? After walking me to my door, HurryDate-Boy went in for a kiss–nothing out of the ordinary, I was cool with it. Then…he opened his mouth and boom, there was his tongue. Massive tongue. Everywhere tongue. Um, eww. It was the worst kiss I’ve ever experienced. In fact, I couldn’t stop laughing, because I thought it was a joke–at least until he asked me if I always burst out in laughter when someone kisses me. Why does stuff like this always happen to me?

Janet Jackson’s Boob–Um yeah, I always wear pasties (update: nipple shield) under my bra and clothes. Don’t you?

Some verbatim searches that landed people here last week:

Then there’s the regulars, who never say hi. Post a comment. Tell me what brings you back. Or just say hello. Show me some love.

Do you ever think that so-called reality tv is anything but realistic? Well, now there’s a new show that may change your mind. Here’s an excerpt from the article on Yahoo:

Over at Fox, net has slotted the Lion TV-produced “Playing It Straight” for Fridays at 8 p.m., starting March 12.

Skein, set at the Sizzling Saddles dude ranch in Elko, Nev., revolves around a single woman named Jackie who attempts to make a love connection by choosing from a pool of single men — some of whom are actually gay. It’s been in the works since last summer and was filmed under the cover title “Who Will She Choose?” (Daily Variety, Aug. 20.)

“This show turned out terrifically,” Fox reality kingpin Mike Darnell said. “It’s intense and emotional and funny all at the same time. It sort of breaks stereotypes, which I like.”

Darnell said Jackie has a tough time figuring out who’s gay and who’s not, and predicted viewers will be stumped, too.

“The straight men are playing it normal and the gay men went through some training,” he said. “Some really fool you. It’s emotionally draining for the star.”

If a straight man is the last man remaining at show’s end, the couple splits $1 million. If the last dude on the ranch is gay, he gets the coin.

You may be asking how is this realistic? Well, just think about it. You’re single in LA. You go to a bar (or a grocery store, a bookstore, whatever). You spot a cute guy. You wonder–is he gay or straight? How much more real can it possibly get than that? Minus the $1 million of course.

Woohoo, I just now got another “match” from Hurrydate. Not exactly sure why it took five days to show up, but whatever. I’m awaiting an email…

Had my final interview today with the Jewish Big Brothers/Big Sisters program, and I was accepted. The next step is matching with me a compatible “little.” I’m so excited!

Let me get this straight. NBC asked ER to remove a two-second shot of an 80-year-old woman’s breast even though it fits within the context of the show just because Janet Jackson showed us her boob on live tv? This must be a joke. I completely agree with what ER’s executive producer John Wells said in an excerpt from this Yahoo article:

“It’s really not about this,” Wells said. “We could’ve easily cut the small piece of the breast and it does no damage to the show whatsoever. But the chilling effect of having this one incident now affect programming content across all the networks, that’s what I’m concerned about.”

Wells added that he felt a certain obligation as the steward of a hit network show to take a stand on the matter.

“It makes you ask those questions about other things that might be perceived to be controversial,” Wells said. “Should you talk about sexually transmitted disease among teenagers? Should you be dealing with certain types of violence and the effects of that violence? And while on a show like ‘ER,’ where we have the success to not bow to too much of that pressure, (for) pilots and newer shows that don’t feel as confident in their future, it will be very difficult for them to stand up to questions from the studio or their network about them.”

Just got back from catching up with former co-workers at BJ’s in Burbank. We had drinks, pizzas, and pizookies–have you had one of those before? It’s a fresh-from-the-oven cookie baked (and served) in a deep dish topped with vanilla ice cream. Our cookie was half chocolate chip, half peanut butter. Talk about a good dessert–definitely worth a trip to the valley for. Of course, nothing compares to good old Diddy Riese.

Believe it or not, it’s true. Kevin and Bean really are going to be Grammy telecast announcers.

This online game that had my co-workers screaming at me for getting them addicted to such a frustrating thing. Which by the way, only one person was able to complete (he finished level 10). I am proud to say I made it to level two.

A few weeks ago, I was asked by a friend at work to go to Friday night services with her and her family. Not usually (ok, never) my favorite Friday night activity, I begrudgingly accepted her invitation. And believe it or not, I actually did have a nice time. It kinda brought me back to when I was a kid spending Friday nights before my bat mitzvah at synagogue with my family.

Had date number two with HurryDate-Boy today. We went to brunch then walked around the Farmer’s Market and the Grove. It was a beautiful day (about 70 degrees), and I had a fun time…I’m just not feeling that “spark” yet. He’s a super nice guy, a total gentleman, and affectionate at all the right times–so nice for a change! In case you’re wondering, no kiss this time (I’m not feeling very well), so I’m not sure if that whole tongue incident was just a fluke. I’ll let you know after the third date…

Some verbatim searches that landed people here this week. What’s with the sudden renewed interest in Adam Mesh and Jessica Simpson?

Then there’s the regulars, who never say hi. Post a comment. Tell me what brings you back. Or just say hello. Show me some love.

Remember Magic Shell–the chocolate ice cream topping that freezes when you pour it on ice cream? I didn’t even think they made it anymore! Anyway, I went down the hall to watch tv and hang with my neighbor and his friends, and they had ice cream and Magic Shell. Talk about remembering the 80s! Yum!

Commerical-free Mondays on Indie 103.1. What a concept–I love it!

We’ve been waiting. Even following “Dees Watch 2004.” And finally today, it was officially announced that Rick Dees will no longer be doing the morning show on KIIS-FM. I don’t even listen to that station and I’m happy.

Like many people, I upgraded to the new version of AOL IM (5.5) yesterday. What I didn’t know was that by upgrading, I also installed annoying spyware called Wild Tangent that caused constant popup windows that even the popup blocker wouldn’t catch. Definitely NOT a good thing at the office. Moral of the story–if you have the current version installed, uninstall it and the pain-in-the-ass spyware, and re-install the older version of AOL IM.

Besides the normal searches for Uggs and Jessica Simpson (and of course Jessica Simpson wearing Uggs), I’ve noticed a strange trend lately–searches for personal information, including addresses and height and weight. Here’s a sampling:

Can we say S-T-A-L-K-E-R potential?

Taking Over The World
Or at least Los Angeles. Yep, yesterday we learned that Ryan Seacrest will be taking over Rick Dees morning gig at KIIS-FM. Please, no more. Make him go away.

Believe it or not, after 43 years together, Barbie and Ken have gone their separate ways. Yes, they will remain friends. According to this article on cnn.com, “…the separation may be partially due to Ken’s reluctance to getting married. All those bridal Barbie dolls in toy chests around the globe are really just examples of Barbie’s wishful thinking…”.

How typically male. I hope Barbie had a pre-nup, because I can’t remember Ken ever having a job…

Tonight was supposed to be date number three (DVD and dinner) with HurryDate-Boy. All day, I had not-so-excited feelings about the date. No butterflies, nervous tummy, or wardrobe anxiety. In fact, I was seriously considering canceling but decided to stick to my give-everyone-at-least-three-dates-rule. So, I rushed home from work, changed clothes, and started putting my make-up on when the phone rang. HurryDate-Boy called to say he had a family emergency (yes, it’s legit) and won’t be able to make it but will call me tomorrow to explain and make plans for this weekend. I feel badly for what happened with his family, but it is kinda ironic that he is the one doing the canceling.

This has been going around my office via email:

While sitting at your desk, lift your right foot off the floor and make clockwise circles. Now, while doing this, draw the number “6″ in the air with your right hand. Your foot will change direction, and there’s not much you can do about it…

How in the world did Lost in Translation get nominated for four Oscars? I understand the Best Actor nomination for Bill Murray–he definitely deserves it, considering his awesome performance in a non-comedic role. But Best Picture? Out of the four of us watching it last night, no one thought it deserved that nomination. Perhaps the margaritas we drank during the movie clouded our judgement? I just don’t get it…

Yesterday evening, Jon Lovitz, peeking out a window of his house to see who was making noise (sorry, that would be me) in the backyard of the house next door.

Went to dinner and the movies and drove past the Chinese Theater–what the hell was going on there tonight? There were a zillion people holding signs and banners with Michael Jackson’s picture and the word “innocent” among other words I couldn’t read because they were in an Asian language. Then, after dinner we again drove past the crowd, and this time the banners and signs were in Hungarian. What the hell?

Anyway, we saw 50 First Dates at the Arclight. The movie was so funny–ignore the critics and see it! The Arclight tried out a new thing tonight–for their regular price of $14, the movie was in one of the upstairs theaters right next to the bar. The special part was being able to bring drinks from the bar into the movie. Pretty cool, huh? I would definitely do it again!

Last night was (rescheduled) date number three with HurryDate-Boy, and unfortunately, the world’s-worst kiss from a couple of weeks ago was topped with last night’s kiss. I’m not sure if I don’t like the way he kisses because I don’t like him, or if I don’t like him because of the way he kisses. Either way, the butterflies just aren’t there and I’m not really looking forward to a fourth date. Now for the hard part–telling him I’m not interested.

The tourists that is. After weekend-long NBA All-Star celebrations, shootings, road-closures, and just all together too much traffic in Hollywood, everyone is going home. Now we can get back to our regularly scheduled grocery strike.

Saw this great satirical post, 12 Reasons Gay Marriage Should Be Illegal, on one girl’s life.

Update: Apparently the correct title of this piece is 12 Reasons Same-Sex Marriage will Ruin Society and the University of Florida’s Gator Gay-Straight Alliance created it for a Valentine’s Day flyer.

Took my out-of-town guests (that would explain my lack of posts) to the Hollywood Improv tonight. Not only was Sarah Silverman headlining the show, Gene Simmons of KISS fame was in the audience.

What a wonderful (yet quite tearful) ending to a great series! I am so sad Sex and the City is over but absolutely thrilled with the finale–I couldn’t have asked for a better ending to such an amazing show. Only read on if you want to know what happened: Carrie dumps the Russian and ends up with Big, Charlotte and Harry are adopting a baby girl from China, Samantha tells Smith he means more to her than any man she’s ever known, and Miranda shows how much she loves the baby and Steve.

Some verbatim searches that landed people here recently:

Again, what’s with the celebrity height and weight thing?

Huh? What was up with that formatting change? Why did they show only one of the hometown dates then the random elimination? Why not wait until next week? Am I the only one that thinks that was beyond dumb?

So I’m meeting with the social worker, my potential “little sister,” and her mom tonight. If all four of us think it’s a good match, then we’re a go. I’m so nervous and excited, I can’t wait to leave the office so we can be introduced!

Hutton Gibson (Mel Gibson’s father) called the Holocaust “fiction.”

I met my “little” yesterday, and she is so cool! We have our first outing this weekend and are going roller skating. It should prove interesting considering I haven’t skated since I was a kid. Needless to say, I am beyond excited!

Shawn Green moved from right field to first base. Huh?

After 139 days, our grocery strike may be ending soon. Let’s all rejoice!

As I’m sure you know by now, I am continuing my Average Joe addiction and dutifully watch Average Joe: Hawaii every Monday night. My friends and I have thrown out a bunch of possible “secrets” Larissa may be keeping, but none of them sound too promising. Here’s our list thus far:

What do you think it is?

My…legs…hurt. Badly. From roller skating. How sad is that? Had my first outing with my little today and took her roller skating and bowling. I didn’t know ahead of time she skates on a regular basis, so I’m sure I provided much entertainment at the roller rink. Although I do have to brag–I only fell on my butt once. Bowling was a lot of fun, and the only injury sustained there was a broken thumb nail. The only real “ouch” of the day was when another kid asked my little if I was her mom. Yeah, that hurt. And to make it worse, I am old enough to be her mom. Double ouch.

The noise from the airplane with the advertisement I can’t read, at least three helicopters, and the Sanyo blimp hovering above the Kodak theater down the street from my apartment.