Today, I went and got my hair re-redded. No more blonde roots, which were getting pretty noticeable. Not as noticeable as those women with the bad bleached blonde hair and painfully obvious black roots. When I see these women, I just want to walk up to them and say, "You're not fooling anyone, Sweetheart."
Seriously. Being blonde really isn't that big a deal. Of course, I say that because I've had blonde hair for my entire life. I got that from my father. And his brown eyes. I was a weird looking kid.
At any rate, I went to the salon to my usual girl. She recently came back from a trip to the AVN Awards. I guess there is a porn star who is from Shawnee, and my girl was flown out to Vegas to do her hair and makeup for the show. So, I got to hear all the sordid details of the trip...which really wasn't all that sordid. K was expecting to see orgies with rock stars, what she found was on par with a PTA meeting, but with more breast implants. She saw Dave Navarro (who I would totally get naked with). Tito and his girl Jenna (word is that she has cancer, which is why she looks like a shit sandwich now). Nina Hartley (who was a nurse before she went into "the industry".
An hour or so later, I'm a redhead again and only my stylist knows my natural color. I go home to fish sticks and green beans. I watched Bowling for Columbine, which I'd never seen before. I thought was a very good documentary, and am now inspired to see Sicko.
A couple times, I dashed out of the house to check out the lunar eclipse. Almost freezing my ass off, I gave up for the night. After two other lunar eclipses, it kind of loses it's appeal. I tried to take a pic with my camera for the blog, but the pic sucked. I have a crappy digital camera. I really need to invest in another one before my next cruise...which can't get here fast enough.
Nothing horribly exciting going on otherwise. Just trying to keep warm. Maybe tomorrow I will take Sam to the groomer for a bath. I brushed him today and now the office is covered with a fine layer of white fuzz.
Dog hair is not just an accessory in my house. It's also a condiment.
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If you haven't checked it out already, be sure to see "Roger and Me" to see where it all began for Michael Moore.
So when and where is the next cruise going?
Ugh! Don't even get me started on Michael Moore!
But I did manage to snag a few pics of the lunar eclipse last night. I posted them along with a highly scientific explanation of the phenomenon.
Enjoy.
Brown-eyed blondes are adorable, lady! And so are brown-eyed redheads :)
GAH! More porn talk! You want to be banned at my work, don't you? Links to Jenna Jameson, even? Sista, don't make me kick your ass at the meet up next week.
I watched Bowling For Columbine the other night on IFC. That channel kicks ass. After that there was a film on how they rate movies in the film industry. Very interesting stuff.
I think everyone tried to get a good pic of the lunar eclipse. I tried, and I couldn't tell a difference.
More's movies are fun to watch but they are not objective by any means.
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