Location: Rochester, Minnesota, United States

Tuesday, January 03, 2012


Okay, Browncoats, let's get clear on this. The only way they could ever bring Firefly back at this point, is to wait ten years and then do a "where are they now" episode.

Time has passed.

Got it?

Monday, December 26, 2011

Jiffy Pop

Mmmm...Jiffy Pop.

Yes, it's still around. Here I can find it on the bottom shelf of the popcorn section, abandoned to two columns underneath the hostile takeover of Orville and Jolly.

You remember Jiffy Pop, don't you? The edible fad of my childhood. The one my mom would never let me do because why would we buy that when we had a perfectly good electric popcorn popper right at home. You simply had to pre-heat for five minutes, pour in the required amount of oil, heat the oil until one or two kernels popped, poured in exactly 1/2 cup of yellow corn and listened for the popping to slow down. Well-timed removal of the glass lid was honed as an art form. Who needs Jiffy Pop?

Sure, I could pop a bag of something in the microwave. But I never do. Not because I'm worried about the state of carcinogens or phosphates or whatever the heck kind of bad juju resides in the bags. More from the state of my under-sized, under budget microwave. That, and air popped is better for you.

But every once in a while, usually when Stop & Shop is having a 2/$5 sale on Jiffy Pop, I bring it home and share it with my son. Even more every once in a while, I save one for myself on that rarest of rares: mom's night alone. Yeah, I put on the comfy jammies and paint my toes while I watch The Big Bang Theory on DVR, of course I do. What self-respecting Glamour Geek doesn't? But then I hobble into the kitchen on my heels and pull out the Jiffy Pop, contemplating the state of my kitchen cabinets and wondering if I could get away with painting the ceiling a Robin's Egg blue as I shake and swirl, shake and swirl, over the electric stove. I hear the tell-tale sound of sizzle, that first key moment akin to the sound of the horns as they release the hounds. Tally Ho! Sizzle. Shake and swirl. Sizzle. Shake, shake, shake. Swirl right three times, left three times. Pop. Popop. Popopop. Look, there goes the foil. Ping. Poing. Expand-o-rama.

Jiffy Pop. Childhood memories, pop culture flashbacks and a tasty treat all in one.

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

She's Baaaaaack...

Hold on to your hats, people. It's been almost four years and I'm starting the blog back up.

In the meantime...feel free to look around at my early days. It ain't all that pretty, but it is all me.

Friday, August 29, 2008

I've Got The Power

Today politics just got a lot more exciting.

I don't care if you're a Republican, Democrat, Independent or just plain could care less which party you vote for, this is an actual race this year.

In past years the elections were, for the average joe, mostly about voting for the lesser of two evils. Now, I realize that statement doesn't pertain to everybody so just get off my back before you even get on. This isn't all about YOU! But for the regular person hasn't really felt like the last several elections has anything to do with the American public or really even felt like they've had much of a choice. Just the same ol' Republican candidate against the same ol' Democratic candidate, with the same ol' Ralph Nader thrown in for some not quite drama.

This campaign sure had gotten a lot more exciting with Obama and McCain. I was hoping it wasn't going to get too nasty cuz that would be so predictable, so boring and soooo done! And for a few moments, once both candidates became their party's representatives it looked like the campaign was going for the classic take. Obama makes a savvy choice on his VP...okay, we get it. It's definitely covering all the bases and makes for a powerful ticket. And we think "okay, underdogs against the big bad Republicans" "New School against Old Boys Network".

And then the sizzle really happened. Palin.

Damn!!!! The women has the same birthday as my cousin! She's making history herself, thank you very much. And it's a brilliant move on McCain's part. You don't have to like her or her politics, but you do have to be mature enough to realize what a powerhouse, beautifully maneuvered selection she is! She echoes the sentiments of Obama supporters. Only with a Republican spin. I don't necessarily agree with her politics but I love that she's in there, slugging it out with the big boys.

How can you not think that maybe, just maybe, there might be hope for our ailing democratic process yet?

Thursday, July 24, 2008

Babba O'Reilly

If they're not expecting the best out of you, then they're not really your friends.

Saturday, July 19, 2008

Best Friends

Gimli Gloin Glen
March 10, 2002 - July 19, 2008
He was the truest friend I ever knew.

Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Shame On You

Shame, shame, shame on the Benefiber people for blatantly advertising to the bulemic crowd. I don't know that it could be more blatant if they put "Hey young girls with eating disorders, come buy our product!" on their labels.

When Benefiber first came on the market, I remember that its ads catered to a "newer, younger" crowd of possible fiber using consumers. The ads showed the forty-somethings claiming their parents' fiber additive was too thick and gloopy and Benefiber was made for THEM. Now I don't know how many years down the road, the new ads - both TV and print, show a probably barely twenty-something model of stick thin body type (and I'm talking more of a willow stick than a pin oak) with this fluffy blue feather boa-esque top that makes her already unhealthy skinniness seem even more unhealthily skinny. It's just her holding a glass of clear liquid touting Benefiber. (Possibly the only thing she's eaten in several days?) In the TV ad, she moves like a high fashion model wanna be and is very obviously trying to either pass of or satirize the glamour of the fashion model world. And we all know how models are all about eating right and working out. Then I just saw an ad in Glamour magazine (I was just looking to see if I had made the 'Don't" section) in which this already stick thin young waif in said waist whittling silliness of a top (cuz that is the ONLY reason anyone can pass of putting the stupid thing on Dody Goodman - God rest her soul - let alone a 19 year old hottie) is photographed in some sort of sensual (I think, it was that or she was bemoaning her hunger) pose from the side where she had been additionally photoshopped to resemble the thickness of a quarter.

All of these watchdog groups and none of them are concerned about the blatant advertising unabashedly geared towards girls with eating disorders?

Shame on you, Benefiber.

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