Showing posts with label Brittany. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Brittany. Show all posts

Monday, September 26, 2011

Puzzles, Tattoos and Midgets, Oh My!

#1
Putting together a puzzle with Kelly. The puzzle image is a picture of Paul and Paul Sr. from American Chopper.

#2
Samantha has decided to get a tattoo on her arm of Fender from the animated movie Robots. She's already done the outline.



#3
Sitting at a table with Brittany's mom, who is not actually Brittany's mom but a blonde midget. She's worried Brittany might be gay. I reassure her that she and Julia are just really good friends.


Note: Some really inappropriate images come up if you Google "blonde midget".


Friday, November 26, 2010

Vegas, baby!

#1
Walking through Treasure Island with Brian and Brittany. I say something to the effect of, "I don't know if I've mentioned this before, but despite the whole 'pirate' thing, I've never stayed at Treasure Island." They inform me that I have mentioned that. More than once.

#2
Still in Vegas, but this time it's with Amanda and we're there for a theater/acting convention. I miss the last workshop to pick Suze & DJ up at the airport. Some how I end up getting to watch a sneak peek/ rehearsal of Glee.

Thursday, November 11, 2010

Dreaming of Sarah Palin?

#1
At Showcase in Hillsboro. Walk onstage to perform my trio piece and the entire center of the stage is missing. We try to dance anyway but Nick falls off the edge of the stage and our music stops playing. I ask my instructor if we can just start over or try again at a later time but she won't let me.

#2
This one's pretty disjointed but I remember my friend Lisa and her kids walking through some sort of tunnel and out onto a stage. I follow but the stage is very slippery and my shoes won't grip so I slide right off the edge of the stage. I do, however, land on my feet.

#3
In some sort of industrial kitchen with Brittany and Ali (2 of my co-workers). We need to leave but the only way out is up. I'm the only one wearing sneakers so I climb up a wall of fish aquariums and help pull them up.


Note: Yesterday, co-workers Ali and Glen conspired to make me dream about Sarah Palin. Ali started by providing factoids such as the year she was born and the fact that she was the youngest governor of Alaska. Glen started sneaking pictures of Sarah Palin into my purse, on my desk, and in the pocket of my coat. Another co-worker changed his chat avatar to a pic of Sarah Palin, figuring that subtlety was the way to go. I left work and headed to dance practice, but even my dance buddies were talking about Sarah Palin!

However, last night I didn't dream about anything even remotely related to Sarah Palin.

Cuz I'm a maverick, bitchez.