So I've been hanging around with my cousins and their friends for the past couple of days as they are staying at my house, and I must tell you it's been a riot. The only thing that poses a bit of a problem is that they don't quite get my little outbursts of movie quotes from Austin Powers, or any other movie, really (it takes a while for them to catch on). Once a quote is said, or expressed, I then have to go back and explain where it's from, or what it means. This results in the implication that I am insane, so for everyone's benefit, I'm just going to explain a few things.

"I'm getting all vaclemped" - vaclemped derived from the original yiddish - implicates that
you are experiencing a stong emotion. So much so that you
can't communicate, and everyone must talk amongst
themselves while pull yourself together.

"She's a little ibiboodelled in the kapi" - Also derived formt he original yiddish - suggests
that the subject of whom you are speaking about
may not be completely together in the mental
department.

"The other OTHER white meat" - according to the Fat Bastard character on the "Spy Who
Shagged Me" this refers to his choice meal, a baby.

"A Hyper-Hypo" - short form for one who is hyperactive, and hypoglycemic. We can thank
Phillip for this randition.

"I thought I smelled cabbage" - from "Goldmember" delivered by Nigel Powers who
insinuates
that all little people (decidedly Mini Me) are involved in the
circus, and therefore always smell of cabbage.

"Up the apples and pairs" - derived from the original english referring to someone who is
upstairs, or above.

"All sixes and sevens" - this is also insinuating that they person of who you are talking about
may be insane.

"Shat on a turtle!" - translators are still working on this one. It seems to be an expression of
some sort, however they are unable to determine the direct meaning.

"Scotty Don't!" "Zip It" "Sshht" - all different expressions for shut up we don't give a
rat's behind what you have to say because it's not
evil enough!

So there you have it ladies and gentlemen, your very own direct translation into the world of Mike Meirs. Obviously, I'm missing many, so if you think of any and would like the addicts out there in blogland to know what the hell we're talking about when we refer to it, then by all means, fill us in! I shall take my leave now...Daddy wasn't there PEACE!

PS - Oh and just so everyone is aware, and to set Paul straight I'M NOT PREGNANT!

Song of the Day : Black Coffee - Elle Fitzgerald

posted by Tennille @ 10:49 AM 8 comments

Ye Be Warned...

Tuesday, July 25, 2006

Hospitals, honestly, if you weren't previously thrown into a psychosis before going to one, they are certain to plunge you into one while you are there.

This morning I got a call from the medical clinic I went to on friday who advised me that they had made an appointment to get an ultrasound done on my leg at 1:00pm. The events as follows are being blamed for my current fragile mental state.

12:45pm - I take my leave from my wonderful air conditioned paradise to the hellish, and otherwise frementing heat that has cucooned Kamloops as of late. Destination : The Hospital

12:47pm- BAD DRIVER ALERT! There IS a speed limit on the highway buddy, and it's NOT 40km!!! Ok, road rage released....

12:50pm- Driving down columbia (or up, whatever) I look to my right to witness an event that I've dreamed of ever since my first Disney, and later on rekindled in my first musical "The King and I". I saw a man walking down the street, ipod securely tucked in his ears putting on a fabulous song and dance routine for the benefit of onlookers everywhere! Fabulous!! (I must explain that I've always longed to be witness to an individual, or group, break out in a song and dance number in the middle of the street, as it displays in musicals.) So, whomever that was, thank you, you've made a dream come true!

12:56pm- Upon arriving at my chosen (or forced upon) destination, I find there is no parking to be had at the entrance of the hospital. No problem, I decide to try my luck at the parking garage. It's monday afternoon, there should be lots of parking available. Oh how wrong was I!

1:08pm- Frustration engulfs me, beginning to turn to rage. Thankfully my Rent soundtrack is blaring to keep me centered... Second time thru the parking garage. Ah Ha!! SUCCESS! My trained eagle eye spot a vacancy. I take possession of the treasured parking stall, and leap out of my vehicle A.Q.A.P (refer to the Producers for those of you who didn't get that one), and race to the elevator.

1:13pm- Unaware of what I'm supposed to do, and a little intimidated by the fact that this is a hospital, I timidly go up to the admitting desk and ask the "lovely" woman with phone growing out of her ear and inform her as to why I'm here, and ask where I need to go. Her response was a curt nod to the other woman at the desk behind me, and her eyes looked like she could tell me EXACTLY where to go, and how to get there...

1:18pm- I'm waiting in line gazing hopefully at the one with power behind the desk to see if I will be the next chosen one

33p1:m- Yup, still waiting

1:38pm- Finally, I'm signalled to move to the chair in front of the desk. "Your name". "Why hello, yes, nice to see you too, your right, the weather has been unbearable." No small talk? Just trying it on. "Your name isn't on the list", where have I heard that one before?? Your supposed to be having a different kind of the ultrasound that no one whithout advanced medical training can pronounce. You'll have to wait over there.

1:45pm- BACK WHERE I STARTED WHEN I FIRST CAME IN!!

1:47pm- Once againe facing the "pleasant" woman behind desk number 1. After glaring at me for a few seconds, she asks my address, and then has the nerve to ask why I'm so late!! ARGH!!!!

1:55pm- Waiting in line now on the 7th floor. Can I get a referral for 1-South????

2:40pm - Finally getting my ultrasound. Nurse tells me to take my pants off, wow, what a greeting! Could ya maybe shut the door to the ajoining room first? And the one to the hallway??? Seriously now. Also looking around for the sign that states the No Talking Rule. I must have missed it.

Anyhoo, an exuberant amount of noises from the ultrsound machine, short outbursts from myself (come one, give me a break, the women kept squeezing my foot!) , and an apparent ban on pleasantries did not leave me with a whole lot of warm fuzzy feelings as I exited the hospital. If you are reading this, and you are a nurse, or someone behind one of the desks, I understand that the job is very taxing, and can be long and frustrating, but please, at least smile at the people you come in contact with. It will make a huge difference.

Song of the Day: One and Only - Mercy Me

posted by Tennille @ 2:55 AM 6 comments

For Art Buffs Everywhere!

Monday, July 10, 2006

Alright, so some of you that may know me, know that I am quite an art buff. I love it, and especially if it's a little on the eccentric side. So anyway, I was just surfing the net the other day and I found this amazing site. It's http://www.deviantart.com/. Here's a few samples of the really moving, emotional pieces. (For me anyway). Some are a little dark, but still very intense. And unbeknownst to myself, one of my friends is actually on this site as well, she is a fabulous artist, so check it out.

posted by Tennille @ 12:15 AM 3 comments

A Work in Progress

Saturday, July 08, 2006

(snapping fingers, and bongo drumming. Ah 1..2..3..4..) (New York accent) Dissappointment.........Annoyance..........Apprehension...........Rage. Emotions changing...flowing into each other like...waaaves. The persuit of adequate...diversion echoes throughout...humanity. When out of the...abyss...of unesessary special effects, and...high school worthy dramatic attempts...strolls one whose talent far exceeds his...peers rises one...THE ONE. Leaving them all in the proverbial dust of their...failures...the one to save us from bad box office excuses for entertainment. The minions throng to the...theaters...to witness the beauty and...all consuming... talent of one....Johnny Depp. Jane, get me off this crazy thing...called love. (blow out candle)

So there's my diminutive attempt at coffee shop poetry. My source of inspiration, of course is the one and only Johnny Depp. The most fabulous entertainer of my time (and a little before). It's been said before, and I shall institute again, the only man alive that could wear make up and still be incredibly sexy. Women all over the world will testify to that fact, I assure you. The one and only reason for my going to the movie theater yesterday after work at 10:15pm.
As we all know, Pirates of the Caribbean came to a theater near us last night, and as we waited in line impatiently to get our tickets an hour before the show commenced, we watched in shock and horror as the screen displayed the dreaded "SOLD OUT", in big red letters, as if mocking the poor souls who still stood in line. I saw the couple who bought the last 2 tickets and though the thought did cross my mind to tackle them, and wrestle the precious tickets out of their hands, my only comfort was that they probably wouldn't even get to sit together as the theater would already be packed full of blessed ones scrambling for seats. Ah well, there's always next time, right?

What ended up happening was Tom, Dan, Laura, and I made a collective decision to check out Adam Sandler's new movie, Click. Now, I'm not a huge fan of Adam Sandler, he more or less annoys me, I'm sure he's a nice guy, but his acting is just not my cup of tea. Anyway, 2 hours of fast forward, pause, rewind, inappropriate scenes with a dog and stuffed duck, including frightening mental images of the brother from 50 First Dates in a speedo, and a bad ending, I was officially enraged at being subjected to such a public annoyance. While eneryone else around us were drying their tears and exclaiming what a "feel good" movie this was, I was rolling my eyes, and clenching my fists at how ridiculously unrealistic this was. The only redeeming quality was Christopher Walken. So, with 2 completely dissapointing theater experiences under my belt in the last month, I'm about ready to give up on the whole thing. My spark of hope for entertainment is quickly dwindling. But then again, that's just my humble opinion.

Song of the Day : Baby it's Cold Outside - Ella Fitsgerald, and Ray Charles

posted by Tennille @ 1:33 PM 1 comments

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