ROCO Friday – You Think It’s A Game?!?!

USA vs. Canada. Men’s hockey. You think it’s a game? You think it’s a fuckin’ game?!?! This is for all the marbles. We DON’T WANT BEIBER!

Yeahhhh, boy. It’s Friday! And I absolutely love that song to get me hype about anything. Also possibly giving me a bad attitude about anything, but the hype outweighs the attitude. I mean, seriously, if you’ve never listened to the lyrics, please, take a minute and do so. Some of the shit Earl says is so off the wall that it’s brilliant. I would totally say this shit at work if it wouldn’t get me fired. I’m not a nice person.

It’s a good looking weekend coming up. Total chillaxing on Saturday and snowboarding and a gun date on Sunday. Maybe, just maybe, I’ll extend that good looking weekend into Monday and take a pole workshop. It interests me. I like to spin. And I think it’ll integrate well into my FabPole work. We’ll see. One minute I’m cool, the next minute I’m up on the pole, rippin’.

What’s my name? Some of you know, some of you don’t, perhaps you don’t care, which is also cool. But when I heard this last night as the last song before I got out of the car, I knew it would be today’s video and topic. You know, nicknames. I’m sure we all have them. I have many many. Part of it comes from my name being a little difficult and parts come from other various and random places. Let’s take a look, shall we?

  • Sis – Well that one is pretty self-explanatory, right? Give the older sibling a difficult name and think the younger sibling will be able to pronounce it. Nope. Let’s go with Sis. What’s my name?
  • Web – Not as in Spidey, not as in Spanish,but as in Webster Long. Remember that tv show, Webster, from back in the day with Emmanuel Lewis? Yeah, that Web. I’m starting from as far back as I can remember with these. I grew up as a fly on the rice as you can sorta see here and it continues with…
  • Kiz – Yes, as in Kizzie, as in Roots, as in I’m surprised I got out of small town racist retarded ass America without getting seriously killed. I blame where I grew up for my not being a sportscaster right this minute. I’ve always loved sports, but there were no Black female role models (on tv in sports) so much for me at that time combined with always being made to feel less than inferior. Yeah, I didn’t find self-confidence until I was about 26 and had left SW PA for good. Stop talkin’ shit.
  • Neen/Neener – Another in the self-explanatory column. I know my name is long and hard (that’s what she said) so it’s easier to shorten it. That was fine as long as you went with the last half and not the first half. For some reason, really unknown even to me, I absolutely hated to be called by the front half. Meh, I’m a nut. Here we go again.
  • My last name – So, I guess that’s not really a nickname since it’s my name, but we’ll run with it. Especially since I’m a girl and those who used the nickname were girls. Funny, it just wouldn’t sound right coming from other people. The game don’t stop.
  • Sunshine – Once upon a time, I worked in a place where a there were people from many different countries and some of those countries don’t use letters together in the same way that we do in the US. Well, this led to people effing up my name left and right or just calling me someone else’s name which sucked. At that time, I was also the only morning person, hence, Sunshine. Nevermind that clip from Harlem Nights. 
  • From Sunshine came Sunny, Shine, and Shyner which I adopted with the slightly off spelling.
  • Morena – I have Spanish-speaking friends. Nuff said.
  • Sarcee – I gave this one to myself as more of an alter-ego than a nickname. Sarcee Wichiwi, which, loosely translated, would mean stubborn girl who dances. Yeah, accurate.

Confusing, eh? But like Earl says, you gonna think it’s a joke until they no longer remember your name and with all of those names to remember, who could ever forget? ROCO! Have a great weekend.

 

Mid-week ramblings

Hi!

It's Wednesday. Two down, two and change to go until the long weekend.  Hooray!  MommaShyner is coming for a visit.  That means we get to be silly and go to bingo and basically drive Lovey crazy.  Poor guy.

I don't know where MommaShyner ever found this song, but we used to laugh about it ALL THE TIME.  We can bitch him out right along with her.  Good times.

<did I mention that I will just jump from topic to topic?>

DMX, DMX, DMX….what the hell is wrong with you man?!?!  Somehow you just manage to keep getting in more trouble.  I've lost count, but I think it's a good 5 times you've been arrested in Miami in the last couple of months.  How stupid are you to get busted by an undercover buying 15 bucks worth of weed and 20 bucks worth of coke?  I'm not saying go out and do drugs, but don't you at least have someone that could pick that up for you?  And all the money you have, or used to have, that's all you can afford?  The economy really IS tight, huh?

Well, enjoy your time in jail.  It doesn't help your case any when upon standing before the judge, who tells you that you're not going to be able to bond out, you storm off and say "I ain't staying in fucking jail."  Guess what?  YES YOU ARE!  They're not letting you out and they're going to send you right back to Arizona where you're in trouble for animal cruelty.

<on a haha note, the reporter said that you'll be in jail until they EXTRICATE you back to Arizona.  I love Miami.>

I love garlic.  I love sea salt.  I put garlic on just about everything. 

Vampires will never get me. 

When I saw this product in the store, it couldn't get in my cart fast enough.  I LOVE IT!! I have it on my eggies in the morning and in my soup for dinner.  The deliciousness has no boundaries.

<fortunately, I don't sweat garlic>

This morning was my first official day on the Wii Fit.  I hooked it up last night and did a quick run-through.  Last night my Wii age was 42, yikes!  This morning I was doing a little better and I was only 37.

I was way too lazy (and sleepy) to take pictures of the screen this morning.  They offer up four sections to play in: aerobics, strength training, balance games, and yoga.

Aerobics this morning was a bit of step, which wasn't a problem, and pseudo-jogging where I almost ran over my trainer. 

Strength training had me doing some push-ups and planks on the left and right along with some crazy sit-up type things and something else that has slipped my mind.

Balance games were pretty funny.  I love walking the tightrope.  You have to jump over this thing that's trying to eat your legs, but at no time are you supposed to actually JUMP on the balance board.  So, of course, first thing I do?  JUMP!  I had to start over.  There's also a slalom ski course and a ski jump that are pretty fun.  I jumped 50 meters on the first time (which is terrible).  I tried again and got the hang of it and nearly tripled my distance!  Go Mii!

I saved the yoga for last since I wanted to be a little warmed up before trying it.  Got through breathing, warrior, and tree poses this morning.  Good stuff.

All this happened in approximately 35 minutes.  Was it a workout?  Meh, the jury is still out on that one.  I didn't break a sweat.  Maybe as I unlock more things to do, it will get more challenging.  But it's cute and it's fun and it tracks my weight and BMI, so it serves its purpose.  I'll keep you up to date on this since I know you are hanging on my every word.

Well, in the words of my great-uncle, "Allez cuisine!".  And have a great hump day!

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