Gotta love Warren G.

Regulaaators!  Mount up!

The 90s did bring us a few good things: NAFTA, the World Wide Web, a free Nelson Mandela, Seinfeld, Nirvana … and good old fashioned hip hop.  More specifically, Warren G.     

VanityFair.com features an interview with him (read it here), which I couldn’t help but think has to be one of the most honest, humorous celebrity interviews I’ve read in a long time.  Combining financial insights and Cristal, kudos to Warren and contributing writer Eric Spitznagel, and here are some of my favorite parts:

VF: So that’s why Chrysler is bankrupt? Their cars don’t have enough leg-room for dancing?

WG: At all! (Laughs.) It’s a trip. You know that little bitty car they sell, the electric car that’s real small? You can’t even fart in that car.

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VF: What are your thoughts on health care reform? Is it really just socialism in disguise?

WG: You know what, man? I couldn’t even tell you. I just know they need to fix it, period. Let Obama do his thing.

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I don’t know if you get this a lot, but when white people over a certain age hear the name Warren G, their first reaction is usually “Do you mean Warren G. Harding?” I assume there’s no connection.

Naw, man! That’s absurd. I’m Warren Griffith the Third. I ain’t named after nobody named Harding.

So you’re never like, “I wanna give a shout-out to the Budget and Accounting Act of 1921, bitches!”

Hell no! I don’t even know who the fuck Warren G. Harding was.

Broken in and a broken heart

Day 1: New house, yaaay!

Day 2: New house got broken into, booo!

Seriously.  Who cleaned the shitter out on our parade?  Not a nice way to welcome us to the hood, Lake Worth.  Ahh, but I don’t take it personally.  Some people step in poo wearing Christian Louboutian shoes, some get their house broken into.  Tomato, tomatoe.

And the Palm Beach Sheriff’s department has been lovely about the situation.  The officer that responded was friendly and professional, and the next day JP received a follow-up phone call from the detective working the case – plus, she sent an email to introduce herself to me.  Unexpected, but welcome. 

At least we didn’t have a very smart thief – the damage could have been worse.  Nonetheless, we are now sans computer, awesome underwater digi cam and a wedding band   What’s more, Mr. Hyde is super stressed (not to mention the other Mr.).  New location.  Burglary.  Greeeeaat.

Tears for fears, though, no way!  This weekend, I’m just going to sit and stare at our awesome pool, cypress wood (I think) ceilings, and wonder what color to repaint the ”purple room.”

Switch!

Right.  Left.  Right.  Left.  Right?!

If you’re American and you’ve been to Samoa, first, I’m jealous of you; second, I know you had no problems getting around if you rented a car – they’re a right-side driving nation.  As is 70% of the world.  Some of the 30% of the world keeping left includes: Australia, Cayman Islands, Japan, South Africa, Sri Lanka, Thailand, Trinidad and Tobago. 

Ahh, but, that’s no more according to this article from the Wall Street Journal.

Plastic, anyone?

 

 

We have tons of CDs, which we keep in CD books.  However, with a move creeping up on us soon, we’re contemplating what to do with all the empty CD jewel cases.  Obviously, we don’t want to just throw them on the street.  And, no, we don’t want to make picture frames, instant ’frosted’ glass or ’stained glass’ ornaments out of them.  Maybe I’ll get my Green Martha on next time. 

I did find a web site for the CD Recycling Center of America (who knew such an entity existed?)  While their efforts are worthy, I’m not sure I have the patience to follow all their directions. 

What have you done with your old cd jewel cases?