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May 7, 2009/1 Comment/in Fun, Happiness, web /by Megan

I miss my friends. But when they’re all on Twitter, I feel like we’re all sitting on the couch on Moro Street in Manhattan, Kansas, watching bad soap operas and drinking wine coolers, instead of spread out across the country, leading completely separate lives.

For those of you who think Twitter is a social media platform that’s making people lose “real” relationships, I give you the following Twitter conversations between my best friends, the ladies I feared would drift away due to space and distance. Instead, they are just a tweet away.

Example #1 – Theresa never could spell. Still can’t. And Mara never has a clue what Theresa is talking about. I’ve known Theresa since I was 8-years-old, so I’m usually called upon to translate.

Theresa (@BrooklynTF): Oj box quote “amazing straight from the orange taste” um what isn’t that what ok is?
Mara (@maralynntho): I have no idea what your last tweet is saying…
Megan (@crazybananas): I think she meant OJ when she wrote ok….
Theresa: Mara, I think this funny, thxs, Meg
Mara: Meg, thank you for clarifying Theresa’s post
Theresa: I think Mara should know ‘Theresa’ the offical language of me

Example #2 – Mara has an unhealthy fascination with vampires. And Theresa’s weird.

Mara: Is going to satisfy my vampire addiction with some moonlight
Theresa: ‘vampire addiction’ should be the name of a delish cookie
Mara: A cookie named that sounds like it should have blood in it and that’s just gross!

Example #3 – Mara is Type A, and feels the need to spellcheck IM’s and other forms of messaging. It’s annoying.

Megan: Just started to feel a swollen through and stuffy sinuses. I knew Lu’s sickness was gonna get me. Damnit.
Mara: I assume through means throat?
Megan: Oh goody, I’m sick as a dog and Mara is playing Twitter spellcheck police again. Amusing, as always.
Mara: It’s only because I love you and thank you for making me love vampires like a 13 year old, sarcasm intended
Megan: Oh go eat your vampire cookies and leave me alone;P (Yes, that emoticon is winking AND spitting at you. So what?)

Example #4 – Though Abbie weighs about 90 pounds, she’s always down for a fight when a friend is wronged.

Abbie (@abbienyoung): I’m going to muster up strength from 15 years of playing soccer to kick my friends now ex boyfriend’s balls in to outer space!
Mara: Is going to join Abbie with the ball kicking

Example #5 – Abbie loves bad jokes.

Megan: I’m in a monsoon!
Abbie: Maybe Alabama isn’t that bad – 85 and sunny here. Wait – today I met a lady with two sons named Chevy and Ford. Nevermind.

Example #5 – Missing the old days, soap operas and midgets. Then Theresa goes all PC on us.

Mara: I totally miss Passions
Megan: I tried to explain to Theresa about the midget on that show, and she kept correcting me and calling him a little person.
Mara: That silly Theresa, Timmy was definitely a midget
Theresa: I have been informed but small person is perfered maybe not in this case

Example #6 – When Mara drunk-twitters, she leaves nice messages for her friends. This is very rare.

Mara: Meg, you are pretty, just thought I would share that with you. Abbs, I miss your face and really wish you would move back to reasonable driving range

Oh Twitter, thank you for giving me back my couch time with these ladies, even if there are emoticons involved.

🙂

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Begging

May 4, 2009/0 Comments/in Happiness, web /by Megan

Those of you who know me personally (or through this here website) know that I’m a media junky. I love pop culture in almost all of it’s formats (a person has to draw a limit at Speidi, I mean, gross), and would much rather settle down with a good TV show or movie than head out to a bar on a Friday night.

Chuck is one particular show that has grabbed my attention. Not only because the star has my favorite of all boy names ever (a tie with Hank, if I ever have a boy child he will probably end up driving a big rig across the U.S.), but because the show reminds me of one of my favorite TV sitcoms of all time, Get Smart.

It’s got everything, action, humor, geeks, romance, drama, mystery…and it manages to do all that with a show that could be watched by anyone between the ages of 10 and 110. It’s rarity in this world of ‘reality’ TV, and I’ve loved every minute of it.

In the simpliest terms, Chuck is the story of Chuck Bartowski, a computer geek that works at the local Buy More (a not so thinly veiled Best Buy comparison) as a member of the Nerd Herd (aka Geek Squad). He finds that he failed out of Stanford in college because his roommate was a spy for the US government, and then accidentally gets a super computer that knows all of the governments secrets implanted in his brain. To protect him, the government sends two agents to monitor him at all times. Chuck ends up being a spy by default and the show follows the three (along with some other characters) as they protect the world from devious villians.

Now, of course, the big networks are threatening to cancel my weekly happy-fest because….well, I’m actually not sure why. It’s got fair ratings and is one of the most viewed shows on the web, but it’s still ‘on the bubble’ while awful shows (such as Parks and Recreation or Parenthood) are renewed. Kill me now!

You all like me right? Trust me? Well then, take a gander at the season finale of Chuck.

First, the guy who plays Chuck is so adorable I may just squeal.

Second, geeks are cute.

Third, can you feel the happy, people!

So let’s do it, Internet! Let’s save Chuck! Watch online to up the ratings, buy Subway sandwiches (their main sponsor), Twitter or write on the web about why you love Chuck.

In the meantime, I’ll be looking around for some sort of life. It seems I need one.

Currently Listening To

April 10, 2009/0 Comments/in Blond, Happiness, Nerd Herd /by Megan

Lisztomania by Pheonix (unofficial Bratpack mashup)

(via Cup of Tea)

Hopefully We’ll Find The Mythical Giant Ball of Twine

March 27, 2009/0 Comments/in Blond, Fun, Happiness, Lucy /by Megan

In two days I will leave the most ridiculous weather of Kansas (Blizzard? Really? ‘Eff you, Kansas?) and head south for my first vacation without Lulu since the day she was born.

Yes. She’s almost three. So what?

I’m road tripping down to Dallas with my dramatic friend Mara, where we will join our little Alabamian (Alabaman? ‘Bama native? Whatever.) Abbie at her in-laws’ castle. While there we plan on drinking beers, playing Rock Band, drinking wine, shopping at outlet malls, drinking bourbon, shopping at IKEA, drinking cocktails, sitting by the pool (also, rubbing aloe all over my sure-to-be sunburn), reading magazines, fighting about politics, and drinking Mike’s Hard Lemonade (Abbie, not me).

Also, we may do some drinking.

One of the best parts about this trip (besides the concert we’re seeing and the time I’ll get to snuggle Abbie’s 11-month-old baby and the beers and the meeting of Abbie’s Alabama friend, the most beautifully named, Megan) is that Mara and I will be stuck in a car together for seven hours. I cannot imagine the shenanigans that will ensue, but I’m sure they will be embarrassing (see: that one Twilight post from a few days ago). I can’t wait to stop at random diners in Oklahoma and hear Mara try to order something vegan (or vAAAAAY-gan, as they call it in Texas). I keep picturing those Pace Picante Sauce commercials from the 80s. Remember:

“NEW YORK CITY! Get a rope…”

Yep, I think it will be just like that. Only Mara’s more dramatic than most cowboys and will whine more. But she probably will call me Cookie. I promise, I’ll bring my video camera.