Friday, May 16, 2014

OneRepublic's Counting Stars

This one was by request.

OneRepublic's Counting Stars.

Did I have to Google that to double check if there was a space between "one" and "republic"?  Possibly.  Did I want to make sure that I wasn't really thinking of One Direction?  Maybe.  Am I too lazy to Google "one direction" right now to see if there's a space between THEIR name?  Definitely.

I've taken an unintentional break from making videos.

Really, I was just preoccupied with some other things, I guess.  I've been in the interview process for another job, and I tend to obsessive compulsively prepare for all things important.  

I also jammed my 3rd finger this week.  Again.  I've lost count of how many times I've jammed/sprained my finger.  Oh, there was that one time I got attacked by carnivorous bees and got stung on my finger only to discover I'm allergic to bees.  If I could do the cello solo from William Tell Overture with that...

It's so perfunctory now that I don't even talk about it or bring it up in conversation.  I'm way more likely to talk about how badly I feel like eating some sour cream and onion potato chips.  And I do.  REALLY badly.

Here's the vid!  I like comments :)  Unless they're mean.  Then...you can keep those to yourself.



Wednesday, May 14, 2014

Trying New Things

On Sunday, I ventured to Fisherman's Wharf.

Why is it a venture?  I think most San Franciscans will tell you that they avoid that area because it's extremely touristy.  Not that tourists are bad.  But...well...there are so many of you guys and you guys walk so slowly!  :)  

I will admit, when I'm by myself and walking around I'm usually walking fast and get annoyed when people walk in front of me too slowly.  I get especially annoyed when there's a group of people taking up the whole walkway and I can't get around them.  All I want to do is yell, "MOVE!!!!" but I'm too polite to do that for real.  

I went to the Musee Mecanique for the first time.  Honestly, I was super excited to go here because...Anne Hathaway took Julie Andrews here in The Princess Diaries.  Yeah.  I said it.  Shut up.   Don't judge me; Anne Hathaway is awesome.


Thursday, May 8, 2014

Arcade Fire - Wake Up



I'm secure enough to admit how lame I am - that I was exposed through Arcade Fire because of the trailer to Where the Wild Things Are.  Strangely, the song isn't actually in the movie at any point.

I then made the beginning of Wake Up into my iPhone ringtone.  Did the principal of one of my schools make fun of me for my "weird chanting music"?  Perhaps.  Was I annoyed that she'd put down my music?  Perhaps.

Thursday, May 1, 2014

Really? We're going to fight about this?

I got a phone call on my cell from a 949 phone number (Orange County).

A man from a mortgage company was calling.

I promptly said, "I don't own a home..."

"I know you don't own a home, but you're thinking of buying a home," he said, very matter of fact.

"No, I'm not," I said.

"Yes, you are," he insisted.  What are you, the Great Carmine?

"Nope.  I used to own a home.  And then I sold it and moved," I informed him.

"Was this recently?"

"Almost two years ago."

"No, that's not true," he said.  Um.  Really?  Because I'm pretty sure it IS true, random man.

"Uh, yes it is."

"No, ma'am.  You called us recently asking about a mortgage."

"No, I didn't."

"Yes, you did."  Seriously?  Even if I were in the market for a mortgage, I wouldn't get one with someone who was arguing with me about it.

"I think you have me confused with someone else," I said, trying to be polite.

"No, ma'am.  It's how we got your number.  You're looking to buy a home."

"Nope," I said, simply.

"What do you mean, 'nope'?" he asked angrily.

"That's not true."

"Yes, it is true!"

You're fighting with me about whether or not I'm looking to buy a home??  Yeah, great business strategy there, sir.  "Nope," I said again.  At this point, I was rather bewildered and amused.

He then hung up on me.

In case you were wondering, I was called by (949) 528-6877.  When I looked it up online, there were lists of complaints about tele-marketing.

Heh.

You'd think they'd be slicker, then, instead of having a "Yes you did!" fight with me.

Ah, Orange County....you suck.