I have some big news. Ready? Here goes:
I’ve got a new cowboy hat. I know! Isn’t it exciting? Here are some a pictures of it.
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By the way, I am not deathly afraid of graven images. They just make me nervous sometimes.
by the Mall Diva
The beauty school that I went to was supposedly haunted. The story that I heard was that it actually used to be a morgue, and my instructors had occasionally had ‘creepy experiences’. The building was pretty old, the beauty school had been there for about 30 years. The upstairs was used for the offices, the classroom, and the lunchroom.
Anyway, one time, just after my class had learned how to foil, my friend Renae and I were upstairs in the classroom practicing with one of the mannequin heads (of which there was a closet-full, talk about freaky).
We were the only ones up there, and we were foiling and talking, but I kept hearing this noise — kind of a soft pounding.
I asked Renae if she heard it, and we listened. We heard it again.
We were a little freaked out, we both knew the stories. I told her that maybe it was a pipe or something.
We decided that it was coming from the closet full of heads.
Of course I was the one that had to go and see.
I walked over to the closet and started to pull open the door, meanwhile I kept hearing the pounding, and was that scratching?
I hadn’t gotten the door all the open when out popped my friend Pearl, and Renae and I both screamed as Pearl laughed at us. We started laughing, too.
Then we heard footsteps coming up the stairs, and we told Pearl to hurry and get back in the closet, so she did.
Into the classroom walked my good friend, Kerry. We all talked for a while, and Renae and I told her that we kept hearing this pounding noise and we didn’t know what it was. She was getting kind of weirded out when all of a sudden a mannequin head came flying out of the closet!
She screamed and ran out of the room and down the stairs while Pearl, Renae and I yucked it up. When we went downstairs, we had some ‘splainin’ to do, but the girls thought it was pretty funny, and Kerry forgave us.
Kevin the meanie tagged me with a meme.
1: Black and White or Color; how do you prefer your movies?
Colorful.
2: What is the one single subject that bores you to near-death?
Listening to discussions about wars in other countries.
3: MP3s, CDs, Tapes or Records: what is your favorite medium for prerecorded music?
CDs. And vinyls so I can kick it old-school.
4: You are handed one first class trip plane ticket to anywhere in the world and ten million dollars cash. All of this is yours provided that you leave and not tell anyone where you are going … Ever. This includes family, friends, everyone. Would you take the money and ticket and run?
Heck yeah, I’d take it. I won’t tell them where I’m going, but once I get there, I’ll tell them where I am.
I’m so clever, I can’t even believe it! heeheehee!
5: Seriously, what do you consider the world’s most pressing issue now?
Well, since there are so many, I’ll pick one that doesn’t depress me too much:
So many people don’t know how to dress themselves.
…okay *sniff*, I promised myself I wouldn’t cry…
6: How would you rectify the world’s most pressing issue?
I’d give those people my personal shopper business card.
7: You are given the chance to go back and change one thing in your life; what would that be?
Can I bank this one for later when I’m older?
8: You are given the chance to go back and change one event in world history, what would that be?
Adam screwing it all up for the rest of us.
9: A night at the opera, or a night at the Grand Ole’ Opry –Which do you choose?
I don’t know. Both would be good places to see and be seen! (I am the Diva, after all.)
10: What is the one great unsolved crime of all time you’d like to solve?
The question to the answer of life, the universe, and everything, i.e. 42. Even though that’s not a crime. Oh, well.
11: One famous author can come to dinner with you. Who would that be, and what would you serve for the meal?
Lileks!
I’d serve lunchables and Hi-C.
12: You discover that John Lennon was right, that there is no hell below us, and above us there is only sky — what’s the first immoral thing you might do to celebrate this fact?
I’d move out of my parents’ house, smoke a pack of cigarettes, get a tattoo and have my belly-button pierced aaand….
I’d make Kevin buy me two beers.
Bonus! Random act of the week: I counted all of my shoes and the census came in … 33 pairs! (Can you guess who my role model is?)
I work at a store that sells formal dresses; and yes, it is located in a mall. While working Saturday, I had my .15 sec brush with fame.
A TV network began filming this show called “Instant Beauty Pageant” today. The idea was that a camera crew would go around the mall and ambush people to be in this pageant, give them money and send them to certain stores in search of a dress, swimsuit, whatever. They would only have two and a half hours to find everything, and the actual pageant would be the next day.
All the girls I work with and I knew that this was going to take place, and we thought we we’re ready. We weren’t.
I was straightening dresses, and I turned around and BOOM! there they were. A couple of girls and a camera crew (like, three cameras) were invading my space. Being camera-shy, I retreated to a corner of the store I reckoned they wouldn’t really be interested in, but nooOOoo, they came right at me with all the cameras pointed at my face, which I’m sure looked exactly like a deer’s, caught in the headlights.
After they left (just as quickly as they came, actually), we all took a deep breath and tried to calm ourselves. I told them that we were going to be discovered, and that they would want me to be in a horror movie for them, because I’m so good at facial expressions. Scary Movie: DiVa, anyone?
Happy Valentine’s Day!
I’ve always liked Valentine’s Day.
In school (when I actually went to school) we would always have what we called “Love Week”. Each day would have a different theme, e.g. Dress-up Day, 70s Day, Western Day, Clash Day. There would be a contest for the best costume, and I (Me! The Mall Diva!) actually won clash day one year.
You can keep your snide comments to yourselves.
During the week sometime, we would take a field trip to the bowling alley and spend the afternoon there in our crazy get-ups, which got us some strange looks.
Today, my girl-friends and I went bowling to keep the old tradition alive. It was pretty fun, and apparently it’s pretty amusing to watch me bowl, according to my cousin. Pssh. What-ever.
Anyway, I betcha can’t guess who my Valentine is.
Random Thought of the Week:
Lucky Charms-“They’re Magically Delicious!”
Hmmmm….
Because they’re not delicious on their own, so they have to be magically enhanced? They also cause thieving behavior in small children, just ask Lucky.