Monthly Archives: December 2008
30/12/08 Where Are The Hidden Cameras?
Grand. Today’s work day was yet another one for the ole blog. I had another embarassing run in with my boss. I think it’s equal parts his fault as well as mine. I debated about sharing this because it’s pretty embarassing. Actually, there is nothing pretty about it, just the opposite in fact.
Maybe it's not this bad, but I've looked better.
I don’t know what the junk is up with my face this week but I have two new little friends hanging out on my chin and my neck. Wait, did I say little? Actually, that’s a lie. Let me put it this way, if most zits could be compared to lithe waiffish Eastern Europeans then these two abominations are their husky cornfed middle American cousins. I am UG to the LY today.
Anyway, there is really nothing I can do about Captain Acne on my chin. Trying to cover it up would be like covering up a murder scene with a doily. It’s just pointless. I have to be patient and ride this one out. The other guy found a lovely home dead center on my neck. I thought a turtleneck might do the trick but of course it’s just above the the fabric line. So I decided to wear a scarf all day in a pathetic attempt to lessen the humiliation of having blemishes well beyond my teen years.
I should have known better. In hindsight, I realize that wearing a scarf indoors only draws more attention to me, my face, my neck, and of course what lies beneath. I now think disguising them with little baby moustaches might have been less conspicuous.
Here is what transpired:
Boss: The scarf? Are you really cold or are you trying to cover up hickeys from the weekend?
Me: (so thrown by the comment I wasn’t quick enough to lie, instead full verbal diarrhea) I don’t know what’s going on with my face this week but see?[points to chin] Well, I got another doozie right here. See? [pulls away scarf and points at neck] I think maybe it’s from all the rich food my mother cooked, or stress or this new make-up I tried. I am just not used to this and I am really not ok with it.
Boss: [laughing at me] I realize how inappropriate the question was. You didn’t have to answer. You know I was just kidding, right?
Me: Yes. But I couldn’t think fast enough to lie and then I thought that if I didn’t show you my shame that you would think it’s hickeys… especially since I plan to wear it again tomorrow.
Boss: It’s probably stress.
We then dial into our conference call.
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29/12/08 Spam Folder
Coobs, Cleveland and I performed on Saturday night in a show called “Spam Folder”. Cleveland replaced Red Hoodie last minute because of scheduling conflicts. The conflict being that Red Hoodie moved to a place that is not metro accessible called “Los Angeles”. Fine.
The premise of the show is that we are Spam emails that have the same problems as regular people but also have an ever present fear of deletion. I know! SOLID GOLD.
I don’t want to brag but I never studied art formally and managed to create these masterpieces. Here is the original line up:
I added a little edge and anonymity to my folder this time around:
I didn’t get a chance to get a group photo with Coobs and Cleveland after the show but highlights include:
-warming up backstage with Cleveland doing “5 Things” . I say to Cleveland, “5 Things you like about mascara.” One of her replies said hastily was, “It makes boys like me!”
-I asked the audience to get us started with a word and someone said “Bar Mitzvah”, as I have posted before I busted my eardrum a few years ago and apparently I still miss things from time to time…so I said, “Great. Tarantula! Thank you!”
-Coobs got deleted and we had a little funeral for him. We ended on a big laugh and he rose from the dead to say, “Thank you! Good night!”
It was bittersweet and a great way to end the Winter run at the theater.
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29/12/08 Budgeting Makes My Hair Stink
Is this why the poor smell bad?
I have been trying to “trim the fat” in my budget by cutting down on personal indulgences. I’m being pretty stupid about it.
Rather than do what most people do when it’s time to tighten the purse strings, like getting rid of expensive cable channels. I decided that the best way to save money was to buy cheaper personal hygeine products. WTF, Tara? Yeah, because I want men to leave me the hell alone!
I made the decision to switch from pricy Pantene to the more wallet friendly Suave. I didn’t take a sniff before I bought a huge tub of it for like $0.69. Well, now I am regretting it. I can’t quite put my finger on the odor but the best way to describe what my hair smells like today is “angry mothballs”.
Tags: Bad Decisions, Money
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24/12/08 The Irish 12 Days of Christmas
Growing up there were few times all of my immediate family could be found in the kitchen howling with laughter. My siblings are a lot older than me and were always in and out of the house. My parents being foreign and religious do not always share the same sense of humour as their children. And then again I am just a big weirdo that didn’t share the same sense of humor with anyone else. I can remember one time I sent the family into hysterics because when I was around 6 years old I left the dinner table, rummaged through some bathroom drawers and came back into the kitchen with a maxi-pad stuck to my forehead.
The other thing that made us laugh was Frank Kelly’s “Irish 12 Days of Christmas”. Every year my mom would tune into the Fordham radio station coming from the Bronx (where there is a large Irish community) and we would sit around the kitchen table peeling carrots and, yes, potatoes while this was playing in the background. It is my favorite Christmas memory.
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Point Break of the Speed Matrix 