To Holla! or not to Holla! that is the question

This is a Public Service Announcement

There are some people who can throw out a "Holla!" I am not one of those people.  I can try, but I look and feel like an idiot.  As a result of this self-awareness, I have decided that Hollas should be reserved for very special occasions.  I ask you, are you Holla! kinda guy/gal?  If not, I beg you, save it for those truly worthy moments. 

A few examples:

• My friend was very apprehensive about her upcoming solo vacation with the kids (a first).  She found out her daughter's best friend would be at the resort the exact same week. 
•  This..... is Holla! worthy. 
• Getting to work on time. 
• This.... is NOT Holla! worthy.
• J3
• This is an inside joke and it.... IS Holla! worthy.

You get the idea.


This PSA has been brough to you by Holy Hot Mess.

Dear Olympics,

How do you do it? Every two years I think, "I doubt I'll watch the Olympics this year", yet somehow I find myself glued to the TV. I become an expert in some oddball sport that I won't remember in two years. I find myself waxing poetic about the back-story of some athlete from a country I've never heard of.

Granted this year I was hooked from the start. How could I resist? My uncle was walking in the opening ceremonies. I didn't see him, but I'm pretty sure I got eyestrain from the effort. But thanks to my vigilance I got to enjoy some cool lighting effects, found myself entranced by an opera singers hair and was left wanting with the big cauldron reveal. Vancouver you could have done better, mechanical difficulties aside that cauldron blows. Let's hope the next host city gets it right. Back to Uncle Mitch, after more eyestrain I was rewarded with tons of Uncle Mitch air time when Evan won the gold! Hey crybaby Yevgeny, shut-it you didn't win… better luck next time. No-one likes a poor sport.

I finally figured out why I love the winter Olympics. Most of the sports are full throttle versions of childhood winter activities. The luge and the bobsled are just sledding…. I could totally do that, if I weren't a wimp. J

Well as the Olympics come to a close, I find myself wonder, what in the heck am I going to do to keep myself busy. See you in two years!


 

 

The Pink Menace's take on the Beyonce Pants Debate

http://themindofthepinkmenace.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-what-happens-when-beyonce-does-put.html

So what happens when Beyonce does put on her pants???

Numerous requests and reports have asked Beyonce to please start wearing pants. While we aren't sure why she refuses to wear pants, one has to wonder - what would happen if she DID in fact put some pants on?

The mini skirts she wears are cute - and we are all really proud that a curvy woman is shaking her thing - and deep inside we are all desperately hoping that she has panties on (and really, really hope for fullbacks). But, what would happen if she put on pants?

Picture this: You are sitting all cozy on your couch, ready for the Grammy's, you've got your Cheetos and your mug of hot chocolate and you are snuggled under a blanket - then all of a sudden Beyonce comes out and What the.......

A Cheetos literally falls out of your mouth - hold the phone - back the truck up......

Beyonce has pants on?????

What happened?

Next thing we know Jay-Z is using electronics in his music, Brittney is a sane, blonde virgin again, and Lady Gaga gets her clothes at the Gap?

Is this a world we want to live in? Is this a world that we want our children growing up in?

That my fellow bloggers is the question.......

Another question that comes to my mind is why the hatred for pants? They are comfy - they provide warmth, and they can be quite fabulous. I have thought long and hard about this and Ive come up with a few reasons....

One - she likes to feel the wind between her legs...

Two - Rhiannon loves pants....and we know all about that....

Three - Shes got a banging bod and hell - I might just walk around in a bikini if I were her...

Four - Her mom hasn't quite figured out how to sew that pattern yet

or my favorite

Five - shes Beyonce - she can basically do whatever she wants!

So Beyonce you go on with your bad ass self and your minis - shake what your mama gave ya - or in your case - designed for you - and keep on keeping on!

Cartoon Network - Destroy Build Destroy - Ahhhhhhhhh, really?

I was watching the show Destroy Build Destroy with the boys the other night and caught sight of something I don't expect to see on Cartoon Network...the host's junk!  Seriously, as my son like's to say, "Inappropriate!".  The host seems to only wear very very very tight white pants.  Props to him for not going the Beyonce route and forgoing pants altogether, but said pants leave NOTHING to the imagination.  

Lest you think I make these things up, check out the nice video below.

Vaguebooking

Today's Urban Dictionary Word of the Day - Vaguebooking
February 3

An intentionally vague Facebook status update, that prompts friends to ask what's going on, or is possibly a cry for help.
    Mary is: "wondering if it is all worth it"
    Mark is: "thinking that was a bad idea"

Example:
"Have you talked to Mark? He's vaguebooking again. I wonder if he's back with Mary..."

Opposite:

Tammy is: "in line at the grocery store"

I took it upon myself to check with Urban Dictionary.com to find a good term for the opposite as well...I give you:
     facespew

     Noun:

     A psychological phenomenon present when Facebook users are mysteriously compelled to publicly 
     express themselves at profound, emotional levels whereas they otherwise would not do so in actual life
 
     Verb
     Beatrice’s facespew concerning the lousy details of her breakup was surprising, as she is notably shy and
     reserved in person.

     Friends don't let friends facespew.

2009 in Music (mash-up)

Urban Dictionary - December 16: immaculate congestion

December 16: immaculate congestion

When traffic is backed up for miles on a highway, crawling along -- and then suddenly everyone returns to normal high speeds without passing an accident, stalled car, or road construction.

We spent 45 minutes bumper-to-bumper for no reason?!? It must be immaculate congestion.