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.


Mount up Monday v5.12.08

Welcome back to the reality known as Monday.  Bad for some, worse for others, but for me, I just take them as they come.

So, let's just get the bad news out of the way first.  Last MUM, I set three goals for myself.  Let's see how I did.

  1. Finish homework by Friday – She shoots, she SCORES!  I actually had it all done.  I plan to do the same this week.
  2. Stretch for an hour daily – That slapshot missed WAY wide.  Not only did I not stretch for an hour daily, I didn't stretch at all.  Bad Shyner.  That just means I'll be in super pain tomorrow after class tonight.
  3. Read 20 pages of PHP tutorial – I just got shutout.  Yeah, I didn't do any of the reading.  I am such a mess, but I will do better this week.

So, if I didn't do any of that, then what DID I do last week?  Let's see.  Weekdays are spent at work and then basically collapsing after work from the mental trauma (NOT!).  Really, I'm just lazy and when I get home I don't want to do much.  Saturday I spent basically the entire day fixing up the living room.  Let's just say that before, it was pretty yuck, and seeing as how it's the first thing you see when you walk in our front door, I got tired of wanting to jump off a bridge if I saw it one more time like that.  It was cluttered and full of junk and dark and, well, yuck.  I wanted to get some slipcovers for the couches but after a wild goose chase at Macys, then Target, then Bed, Bath and Beyond, I gave up on them.  I did, however, end up with a decent bookshelf (that Kiddo helped me put together) and a couple of nice plants. 

I should have taken a before picture so you could see what was really done, but I didn't.  If my brother stops by, he'll let you know how much it's changed.


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Yeah, that wall is pink.  I still have to paint, but let me tell you, it's a million times better than it was.  My Stephen King collection finally has a home, as do all of my computer books.  Which is awesome in and of itself because it cleared off space on the bookshelf in my office/the gym for some of my other books.  Both Lovey's aunt and our former roommate were awestruck by the transformation and I am quite happy with it.  That was an all day job.

Saturday night was date night and I even managed to stay awake after all day cleaning.  Lovey and I stepped out for a frozen cocktail since it was just under 8000 degrees.  We walked around but there were way too many people out for me so we called it a little early and went home to sit on the balcony.  Good times.

Sunday we met Lovey's mom, step-dad, sister and aunt for lunch in a fantabulous Mexican restaurant.  Super good stuff.  We returned to la casa de doce trienta with full bellies where I cleaned some more and then played some online poker.

The weekend would not have been complete, however, without some sports.  That's right.  Penguins 2, Flyers 0.  Pens in 5 is the way I'm calling it.  Let's go PENS!

Before I ramble on too much further, let me set this week's goals.

  • Finish the friggin homework before Friday
  • Read 20 pages of the PHP tutorial
  • Clean the office/gym
  • Create a schedule

With that, I'm out!  REGULATORS, Mount Up!

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