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• Upon getting into car, see that the gas tank is on "E": "Do I really, I mean REALLY, need to get gas - c'mon - the airport is 20 minutes away - if that. There should be enough", I think. [I stopped and got gas, don't worry. It told me I had 49 miles left to go - set me back 10 minutes, but whatevs.]
• Upon getting caught in traffic on 436/Semoran Blvd I howl: "Don't people fuggin' work? It's 3:00 in the afternoon - get off my road."
• Why is it that I was incited into fits of road rage by the elderly lady patrol? Every time I went to pass this car, this mean biddy had to speed up and then cut in front of me and slow down. Either Granny wants a new car or she's gonna mess with the wrong person one day. If only she actually FOLLOWED the traffic flow, she'd be fine. Keep in mind that after Angry Granny - there were three other elderly lady drivers also driving me bat**** crazy. And if you rode in a car with me - rarely does traffic piss me off. You can't control traffic. Today, however, I wanted a magic wand ala Harry Potter.
• In the midst of traffic, I check the flight schedules - dangnabit - plane is on time. Wonder if they'll let me change the flight. See that the next flight is not a direct flight - it's through ATL. Ummm.. yeah, no. Pedal to the metal.
• Get to the airport and parked in the airport parking - not the cheap lot. Yes, I have to pay the premium at $17 per day, but considering the convenience factor over the $10 per day charge from the self park long term lot - yeah, not today. I'll take the costly route. Thank god I got my Ebates check - that about covered the overage.
• Get to the airline counter for baggage check with 3 minutes to spare. It would have been sooner had some customer service wench actually paid attention when I went to ask her a question. Instead she ignored me and got all bored, cranky and was just horrid. Finally, after customers were getting irate and she finalized realized "Crap - I gotta work," all of a sudden she pulls the "you can't get your bags on your flight". Wench - the flight's at 5:05, it's 4:17 - I have til 4:20. Bite me.
• Customer service trainer sees me fuming and then looks at my reservation. Offers to upgrade me for $60.00. I told him to look again at my reservation. He looks quickly and tells me "Oh sorry, Ms. Lys - talk to the girls at the gate -they will upgrade you to business class" and got all apologetic. I left him with his intestines intact, don't worry.
• As I encounter the security line that is beyond crazy long, I think "Why the hell do people come to Orlando and then fly home with those nasty oranges? I bet he bought it off of OBT - they have nasty fruit. Those poor people are gonna have little critters". I then caught myself and tried to be nice because I really was tempted to pull them aside. Perhaps it was because he was drinking Orange Juice that looked like it had vodka and I was jealous - either way. Trust me when I say: Never buy oranges in Orlando from a tourist place - you know the ones with the "special" bags. You are going to have more than just you returning from Orlando.
• Upon arriving to the security guard/gatekeeper of the TSA Anal Probe Department, he was all up in my id and boarding pass. I wanted to say, "Yes, it's me -and no you can't come over for dinner". Creepy - it was like he was memorizing the address *mental note, call ADT*
• Get through the TSA anal probe reps with minimal hassle, until one of them tells me "Why are you not smiling?". DOH - I'm thinking "Cuz I might miss my flight and am not up for chit chat??" but I force a smile and tell him I might be late. He tells me I have PLENTY of time and to smile more often - life's too short. Somehow that kinda calms me. Plus - I'm not gonna get cranky with an elderly gentleman.
• As I get to the gate, my zone has already boarded. Hell they are on Zone 4 and I was in Zone 1. Shit they are boarding early - they were supposed to board at 4:40 - it's 4:35. They are speedier than a cartoon mouse. I sigh, go talk to the boarding girl and I hear "Ooops, I'm sorry Ms. Lys - I've been selling the upgrades. Can you wait til the end because one person hasn't checked in and you can have their seat". What am I gonna do - say no? She was doing her job.
• I wait - turns out we know some of the same people; someone comes up and asks me about my 9to5, the gate gal, Susan tells him about the wench from earlier and turns out that he's her boss. As he told me "She's missing brain cells. It's not like it takes much thought for her job and she doesn't do it too well, obviously". Pretty harsh words from that boss - somehow I don't think she's gonna have a fun evening.
• Poof - much thanks to Susan and Mr. Someone and your gal is in Seat 1F.
• Seat 1F doesn't have a pocket. Seat 1F doesn't let me put my bag under my seat. I'm seated next to Tim, an airline employee who isn't so hip to me getting the next seat. Whatever, buddy - I paid for my ticket. You are just flying to your route for tomorrow. Let's be seatmates and part ways amicably, okay?
• Jerry - the ever lovable steward starts to ply me with multiple diet cokes. Loves him! He even gallantly endured a hernia putting my big carry on (this laptop is not light people!) in an overhead bin for me. Loves him!
• Jerry brings me Milano cookies. Have I told you I loves him? Because I loves him!
• We take off and, as I look out the window, grinnin' like a banshee at me is Mr. Someone. He's a boss - he shouldn't be on the ground - what the ????? I wonder "First the security guard and now this - do I have spinach in my teeth or something???" then I remember he knows where I work. *really make mental note to call ADT*
• My iPod didn't work so well and I don't think Tim appreciated my iPod playing George Lamond "Don't Stop Believing" (yes George redid the Journey track and it is hot hot hot!)
• I really got the message loud and clear when I inadvertently giggled while reading Jen Lancaster's book "Bright Lights Big Ass" [again] and Tim promptly put on his Bose Noise Cancelling headphones.
• Tim also was playing games on his cell phone - how do you turn the cell part off and leave the rest operational? I would have asked him but I don't think he would have appreciated the intrusion into his silent space.
• As we are flying through space DC (I think) I look out the window and I see friggin' snow wizzing past. SNOW?!??!?!?!!?! WHAT THE HELL? It was like a meteor shower up there - it was all zippin' past so quick I'm thinking "Oh crap!" and trying to recount what they told us during the safety training.
• Hit Philly and I'm cold as the AC was on through the whole trip. As we're getting ready to land, I wonder "What do pilots do if there is black ice on the ground? Where's the exits? What if we skid?" and my mind starts racing. I should have taken a free cocktail from Jerry.
• Phew - safe landing - no ice - no skidding. Your gal has arrived and I won't even go talk to the pilot. The pilot rocked. So did Jerry!
• Tim gave me a pass to get my bag - however two cranky lawyer types were hogging up the row. I made my displeasure known. They moved quickly and I got my bag. Yes, it's official - I'm home, as evidenced by the return of the bitchy side.
• I departed the plane realizing two very important lessons: (1) It's the Arctic up here - I'm frozen and (2) Under no circumstances, one should never wear stiletto ankle granny boots that lace up. I don't care how comfy they are when I wear them to work - they hurt like a bitch now and I couldn't take them off because it would have disturbed Tim.
• I could have, however, taken them off and used them to silence the cranky lawyer types (unless they like that sort of thing - ewwwww)
• Grab my bags all while cursing the shoe choice as the laces would come undone at every turn (I had to finally do a double bow - I felt like I was 5).
• Oh and the Ladies Room - only in Philly will you find a bathroom attendant NOT attending the bathroom - that place was a hot mess - she just was very "ugh" about it. Must be nice.
• As I'm departing the airport, I'm hindered by a woman who is blocking anyone from LEAVING the airport. Rising from the ashes, the bitchy side made its presence known. She would go from side to side and wouldn't let anyone past her - she was rattling in her cell phone. So, after a few polite "excuse mes", finally I told her funky butt to move out the way. Yeah, my 'tude has returned. Oh how I missed it.
• Karma bites me in the ass though. My Hertz bus wouldn't pick me up. I swear I felt like a hooker on a corner waitin' for a ride as bus after yellow bus rode past me. Maybe I shouldn't have told that woman to move out the way?
• Waiting for a rental car shuttle at the Philadelphia airport is like teasing a boy. You can't be too aloof or you will miss your bus. You can't be too close to the sign as you might send the wrong signal to Enterprise Rent A Car, Avis or one of those. Not to mention, I saw more of them then I saw of the Yellow Bus. I felt like a school girl leading the boys on or something. I am a one car rental gal - Hertz all the way. Sorry boys!
• [Insert Cold Case Theme Here]. While waiting for the big yellow bus, suddenly I feel like I'm being watched. I whip around and see a "character" loitering in back of me. Oh hell no, I don't play that mess. I make eye contact, mean mug his azz and he slowly starts to move on. Don't let the blond hair fool you - I can kick a guy's ass with my boots and make him cry to his momma. Of course I was uber-brave because I had two Philly beat cops in the window watchin' his ass as well. He didn't see them - I did. They followed him as he kept strollin' down the way.
• Finally, Hertz finally took pity on my frozen behind and picked me up. What is it about me that makes one sit in astonishment when I reply that I'm a Gold Club member? She would automatically assume the men were Gold Club Members but not me. She asked me if I was "standard". Ummm.. nope. Perk of the job and USAA. I loves Hertz!
• Again Karma bit my butt. My car was ready but I'm not stylin' like cool publicist. I'm stylin' with a big honkin' station wagon. If that's my courtesy upgrade, where can I just get my Toyota Corolla? A Mazda Sportswhatever is NOT my style. It has now been dubbed the "mommamobile". [sorry if anyone has that car - it's totally my opinion, just not my style. sorry!]
• Thinking evil driving thoughts again, I missed my exit to Olde City (Independence Hall, etc.) where my hotel is. You know what that means - whenever I miss my exits and I get lost, which I invariably do during every trip here and I've been coming to Philly for 20+ years, it means I drive all the way up to Northeast Philly, get to familiar territory (by EJ and Suz's homes) and flip around. It's what I do.
• On I drive back and go "Hmmmmm coffeee" and think "Olde City - nothing will be open around there tonight". I need familiar ground. Olde City/Center City is NOT familiar ground - too many one way streets.
• Over the Ben Washington bridge to New Jersey I go - only to remember AFTER the fact - you can't turn left from the left lane - you can only turn from the RIGHT lane and flip around. DOH! Gotta love New Jersey. But, on the flip side, gas is $2.91 here!
• After doing the correct flip around, I encounter full out crime scene. Yup - I'm home. Couldn't see if the cop was cute - oh well.
• Not only does my favorite mall, the Cherry Hill Mall have new stores, it added a Crate & Barrel AND the Container Store - WHEEEEEEEE! Guess where I'll be tomorrow (in flats, no less - not wearing those damn torture boots!)
• Finally, I find the Dunkin Donuts where I was first introduced to the Coolatta years ago, get coffee, get to hotel and now I'm sitting here on the free wi-fi doing my NahBlahBlah entry to be posted for Thursday while I await Reese's arrival.

I told ya - it was chaos today... I think wine is needed, just not tonight...

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Wednesday, February 27, 2008

I'm At A Loss For Words...

The Question To Ponder is:

Why does traveling have to be so chaotic?

Yeah, I told you I'd hit you with the one liners... more to come - just need to find where I packed my brain. Apparently it's frozen in this Arctic chill Philly seems to be experiencing.

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Tuesday, February 26, 2008

Ahhhh The Anticipation... (With Flashback Photos!)

Well, the anticipation of the impending craziness that is to be Philly 2008 was all the more solidified today by the arrival of the "party cam" - aka a small tiny electric blue FujiFinePix camera that can fit into my clutch/pocket/cleavage which will get incriminating shots of my friends at play. See, I'm still the publicist - I take the photos - I don't get IN the photos. Isn't this camera purty?

The last trip, you might remember, we were able to get photos of "da club" and the NJAquanet patrol via the blackberry. That, in a pinch or covert operation, does well. This weekend, however, we will need the heavy artillery. I mean, or we'll wind up with pics like this - not that our male friends really minded the recap with pictures that was blogged shortly thereafter...

Basically, when we all get together, good times are bound to be had. And, somehow there is always lots of cocktails flowing, conversation galore, the occasional dance fest and calls/texts from those that were unable to attend. We throw a hell of a good bash - ask Reese!

And yes, since Reese brought it up in the comments, it is true. One night after a soiree, someone who shall go unnamed whipped out a tape for reminiscing and lo and behold, there was yours truly dancin' her little heart out in a damn bubble mini skirt along with everyone else. In my defense, it was 1988, I was 16 ' nuff said. However, you know, even with the bubble skirt your girl had the outfit in check (even the bubble was "checked" - yeah I know, lame joke) right down to the stilettos. Sadly, my hair was teased beyond belief due to one overzealous regular with a can of Aquanet and a hair pick who accosted me during wardrobe change *cough cough* Damn Diane *cough cough*. It could be worse tho - our gal Sus always wore a big azz bow. .

Here's the blackmail photo from 1988. Don't. Even. Go. There. Consider it an early Christmas gift.

Let's get more to current day, shall we. On my desk is a pic of some of our favorite boys. This was snapped a few years ago at Reese's birthday party (she flew cross country for cake and cocktails, y'all!) and much picture taking was had. I found the photo albums online when I was hunting for the scanned photo and oh. my lordy - between the club and the dinner we had earlier, it was camerafest galore.

This is Sal (who we never see), Rom, EJ, Ty, CK and it's just one of those photos that was utterly random. You halfway expect someone to have said "Yo Baby Yo Baby Yo" because, I have to say two of them in that photo often belted it out at inopportune times.

And since she brought up bubble skirt, we'll consider this partial photo retribution. May I present, Madden 2007. Never go to Dave & Busters with Reese & EJ. Those two competitive crazy kids went nuts.

So, with that, I will be blogging off and on - still trying to do NaBlahBlah so if I do a couple one liners or random ramblings about people we encounter, be kind. And, be prepared for a photofest when I return. That is, if I'm not recovering from the cocktails...

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Posted by Lys :: 8:37 PM :: 5 comments

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Monday, February 25, 2008

In Search of A Giggle (Or Four)...

OK - after the whole Guilty of Idiocy drama and Priceline being permanently regulated to the doghouse, let's have a giggle shall we?

First of all, if you have not bookmarked THIS SITE, you must. Oh. My. Lordy. There's another one that HotFessional loves which is also bookmark worthy - ICanHasCheezburger.com, but this site - it was death to eyeliner:

For those that loved "Snakes on a Plane" or "Pulp Fiction"...

For those that keep Horror Movies as their movie of choice...

For those that just - well, this needs no explanation... (except in my case it would be bottle after bottle of wine - jus' sayin')

And, finally - what Shadow must have said when she was born. 9 years later and she's like Goldilocks, looking for that elusive perfect box.

Now that you are all giggly, check out this article HERE - Kitchen Floor Contact Intensifies.

Much thanks to the uber fabulous Jen Lancaster for finding this gem! If anything, I needed a good laugh and that article came through just in time.

Now back to our regularly scheduling programming.

[Photos courtesy of LOLCatGenerator]

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Sunday, February 24, 2008

Yay or Nay: Dexter...

It's been on CBS for the past two weeks and I see Dexter has some favorite actors, Julie Benz (Buffy/Angel), James Remar (S&TC), Lauren Valez (New York Undercover), etc. etc. etc.

Does anyone watch this show? Thoughts, Opinions? Is it worth it to keep watching? Is it worth getting Showtime?

[Photo courtesy of Showtime]

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Posted by Lys :: 10:56 PM :: 5 comments

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---------------oOo--------------- Countdown: 3 Days...

I'm listening to a bunch of 80s songs as I'm doing the Google Reader Transition (courtesy of my blog player of all things) and I wanted a pic for my desktop of my favorite skyline. It reminds me that:

• Whenever I see this skyline, a sense of calm overwhelms me and I know I'm home. If I'm here in Florida, I placate myself by watching "Cold Case" (hey - exteriors could be stock footage for all I care but it's STILL Philly skyline).


• It is where I can say "yeah" and feel not as self-conscious because god knows some people down here (and Meowmix) detest the accent. Whatevs. If I really want to piss them off, I'll say "Water", however in my accent it comes out "Woo-ter".


• It means that my accent will sticks for 3 weeks or so after I return and I can drive everyone here in the south nuts. (It also comes back when I'm talking on the phone to any of my Philly crew).


• It is where I can see some of my absolute favorite people in the world - people who understand some of my neuroses and love me anyways.


• It is where I can do some shopping and not feel the guilt because I'll get back on the financial treadmill when I return.


• It is where I can get an authentic Philly cheesesteak and not shoot myself mentally over the calories (because I refuse to have them anywhere else BUT Philly).


• It is where I can have cocktails and know that we always have a designated driver.


• It is where I can sit, reminisce, laugh and cry and not feel guilty about the time escaping us.


• It is where I can make new memories and count the days til when I return.


• It is the perfect blend of old and new - the historic versus the modern.


• It is where I don't actually MIND the snow - I just bitch alot.

Philly, I've missed you - can't wait to see you again.

[Photo courtesy of Stippling.org]

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Posted by Lys :: 1:27 PM :: 1 comments

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---------------oOo--------------- Weekly Round Up: Week Ending 2/23/08

As I'm slowly transitioning over to Google Reader, I found some gems that I've been meaning to yap about as well as newly discovered blog posts that will make you think, comment or just inspire...

• Amber talks about Technology - So Impersonal...
• Single Ma has started a new journey in addition to her fabulous financials. Check out her post: Cleaning House To Start Anew...
• Hotfessional and her guest blogger CookieBitch talk about What Not To Do In An Interview...
• D spotlights: Work Chic: Nice & Neutral. That inspired me to take a white sweater out of my closet that I have YET to wear and belt it with a skirt and a pair of fabulous boots. That will be packed in for Philly this week.
• Fabulously Broke in the City discusses Professional Clothing in a Casual Marketplace...
• and Flair talks about Office Decor... Oh how I want to find some spot for the home office in this place.
  

What are you waiting for - click, click, click!

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Saturday, February 23, 2008

Randomness Alert...

Finally, the internet is up and working. Had nothing but problems trying to get the computer to work - but finally, at 11:25 pm it is fully operational - no blogging via blackberry as I don't want to fail my3?? days left of blogging on Blog 365...

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Now, my bloglines is beginning to fail me - so I wonder, is Mercury in retrograde or something? Because, seriously, when I'm ****blocked from reading Antony Bourdain's blog, Hotfessional's blog, Sarah's blog, Food Network Addict's blog, etc. - I take that as a sign of attack from Bloglines. Don't make me go to GoogleReader... I'll do it. I need to find out what is happening in Miami at South Beach Food & Wine Festival...

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I had to drop by my fave salon today to get a haircut so I don't appear like Shaggy of Scooby Doo fame in the Philly photos next week. As always, Karrie didn't disappoint - but something seems different. We'll see how it turns out tomorrow. However, the girl that did my brows was 30 min. behind (even after Karrie switching spots with her so I didn't have to wait for the late one), and Alissa, the brow girl, did quite the crappy job, if I may say so. She was so concerned about bitching about how many clients she was behind in, how she hadn't taken a break, how she was overbooked, how etc. etc. etc. to the shampoo girl that I thought - "She best be paying attention". Sure enough, she didn't and I didn't catch it until I got in the car. I would have caught it sooner had she offered a mirror, I had only to check the big mirror and the place was packed. I think I'm going to have to call the owner and make it clear she touches me again, I'll break the wax wand and tell her to go back to beauty school. So the hunt for a decent brow person is on again. Dammit all to hell. And I'll have to even this mess up my damn self tomorrow. I'd switch salons but I adore Karrie and as for Alissa, I'm going to give her the "off day" pass. She's still not coming within 10 feet of me though.

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Finally, is this not yummy? I detest all things celebutant/celebutard, but the turquise color that is sported by a certain ra-rah girl off a hit show in this bag had me at hello. I'll post the red one, but if you really want to see it, go check out the D&B site. And I'm definitely not a Dooney gal by any means, but I'm willing to go fondle and change my opinion.

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Posted by Lys :: 11:25 PM :: 5 comments

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Friday, February 22, 2008

-17 In Philly...

Reese texts me this morning with "Its -17 in Philly! I can't go there!! It's only raining in LA"

That prompts me to look out the window and I see patches of sun and clouds. Its in the 60s here in Orlando and I am sans jacket - my favorite type of winter attire. It can't be -17.

-17 Degrees means:

• Coats
• Scarves
• Gloves
• Boots
• PANTS (Sorry gorgeous dress I can't wear)
• Red Noses (Don't call me Rudolph)
• Red Cheeks (and not courtesy of a really good blush from NARS mind you)
• Sniffling, Sneezing, Stuffy Head Nyquil Moments...

I'm scared now and I have to do a whole wardrobe planning overhaul. Because, clearly, in Orlando we shiver when it drops below 60. And then I need to pack the meds, airborne and everything else I might need "just in case" because Sick is NOT fabulous. Sick means no cocktails. Sick means no energy. Sick means lookin' a hot mess. And I am making a point to take lots of pictures with the new snazzy camera. I can't be all Rudolph-y Red Nose in the photos of my work/vacation. Oh HELL to the no.

Then I get this text from the Philly version of Joey Tribbiani - our soon to be famous actor friend CK: "1-3 inches of snow and ice today..."

Wowza - snow/ice/wth??? He must be playin'. I think I need to have a cocktail now to deal with the information overload.

Snow and Ice equals

• Flat shoes
• No heels
• No open toed shoes (which 75% of my new fabulous shoes ARE)
• Everyone telling me "God Lys you really are short"
• Slippin' and fallin' on my ass on the ice that I won't see and obviously I would do that if I'm anywhere near a cute boy. It always happens.

:::sigh:::

I think I need to re-evaluate the shopping and plans. I also think we need to put it out there for fabulous weather much like we're used to.

The things we do for the love of PR... and, for the love of shopping... and, of course, for our friends (who need to ply us with wine, lots and lots of wine)

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Posted by Lys :: 11:09 AM :: 7 comments

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---------------oOo--------------- He Thinks We Don't Know...

I'm a bit miffed...

Reese and I both run the unofficial website for the show I was on eons ago and, as one of my friends said, I am the gal who loves to help keep everyone in touch. With all our busy schedules, it's tough but getting easier in the days of social media. Basically, let's call us the unofficial alumni wenches. Many of the photos on that site, the MySpace and the message group are from my personal photo album. Other photos are from other regulars and guests. It's a great thing.

Over the years, we've always had a particular fan that has kinda been a bit "competitive". I'm not against fans - hell, I was one myself before I was invited to the set. I am, however, apprehensive of some that make my internal radar chime quicker than a doorbell. I always try to trust my instinct when it comes to that. This one "fan", well it's gone from a chime to a long drawn out alarm over the years. He starts a message board when the message group took off. Fabulous - we show our support and register, post, etc. When the message group website couldn't handle the volume of photos we had, I built the unofficial website to house all the pictures (which is at our expense - it's far from free). He starts his own page on a free server. We were cool with that. He's in his corner, I'm in mine. I tend to stay mum on some things in the interest of keeping things with this part of my life conflict free.

Well, something was nagging me today when I went to email a few people to let them know we were coming to town and I did a quick google search. *boom* There's his site. And, on his site are photos from MY PERSONAL ALBUM that were featured on OUR page not for display anywhere else. However, knowing it's from our page, from my album - you would think he would have linked, asked, something. (Note to self: Be more proactive with photo links. Bad Lys bad!)

What do you think I should do? Obviously talking with him just doesn't work because the last time we warned him about this stuff from the group, he didn't listen (as evidenced by his now posting of photos that are not his). Part of me wants to be a major wench and put him on blast publicly. However, part of me wants to play Copyright Protector and go about it the legal route.

:::sigh:::

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Posted by Lys :: 12:38 AM :: 5 comments

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Thursday, February 21, 2008

Redeemed From The Trenches: HSN...

Well, after the Priceline Debacle, I have to give kudos to where kudos is due. Gateway is STILL in the doghouse but you know what - HSN did right by moi.

After publishing the last blog, I decided to call HSN and find out what's holding up the whole process of the Battery Return. No surprise that Gateway still has not yet alerted them to the return. No surprise that Gateway, rather than sending it overnight, sent it ground and that, in and of itself, would have violated the terms of the return contract with HSN if I had not kept my paperwork. No surprise that Gateway didn't give them the "top secret code" that I had to lose my mind to get which is their internal reference. Thankfully, I have the little "tracking" slip that the FedEx Kinkos gave me (Gateway doesn't let you just go to a Fedex Facility - it HAS to be a FedEx Kinkos that closes early and won't be open on weekends for shipments) and through the wonders of CSR Angels: Michelle and Senior Supervisor Debbie, they both raised hell over at Gateway and *viola.* All of a sudden, Gateway said "Oh yeah - we got that ummmm... 2/15/08" Dingbat - I sent it back 2/11/08 and explained it to Debbie of the hoops that Gateway insisted I go through to return everything. And, I had the paperwork to back me up - timestamped and everything. Debbie didn't waste any time. Gateway was out of pocket.

Debbie took care of me and I did tell her what an ace they had with Michelle as a CSR. She really is a pro. Gateway should take notes from them. Again, like I said, good job deserves recognition. Bad job calls for retraining. Horrible job - let's not go there. Your gal needs to keep the blood pressure down. And, HSN believes in customer retention so she's going to talk to her higher-ups about the drama that way they can avoid that in the future. She's also applying the credits so that it can finally be taken care of (and USAA processes quickly so your gal will have the money in a flash).

In the interest of full disclosure, at the end of everything, Debbie did also give me a coupon for a future purchase which, under protest from me and refusals of "That's not why I called", she insisted on putting it on my account. Note that the coupon did not pull them out of the doghouse - the actions of Debbie and Michelle did. I buy other things from HSN like entertaining stuff from Colin Cowie, Huggable Hangers and Terry Lewis leather jackets (delish!). I don't go crazy spendy there, but I do browse from time to time.

And, looking out from above, my putting it out there of wanting a blue Fujipix digital camera for the trip. Not finding one in any store around town for reasonable prices (or colors - c'mon ORANGE? Do I look like an orange gal?) led me to find a lovely gem on HSN's site which I did get for the Philly trip (because y'all need pictures, right?). Plus, I applied cash back and the coupon which led it to be MUCH lower than Circuit City was wishing for. Already HSN had it for $60 cheaper than the one I saw in the store and so I upgraded my shipping and it will be here Monday. I was going to purchase it anyways but I was still on the fence.

Am I pleased with HSN - you bet. They weren't the idiots. Am I livid with Gateway still - yes, but I'll work through it. Will it affect me buying a Gateway again - sure. I refuse to deal with idiot customer service and sadly the Gateway call center was missing a few marbles. However, I'm not going to penalize HSN for the actions of one vendor. They are applying my credit which evens everything out.

Bad Day turned to Good Day. And, I'll be damned if I'm not going to make a lemon drop martini out of lemons when life hands me a big bowl.

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---------------oOo--------------- Guilty of Idiocy: Priceline.com

OH boy oh boy - do we have a doozy for you today! Grab your coffee, wine, whatever - this will be the Guilty of Idiocy of ALL Idiocies (yes - even more than Gateway and I NEVER thought I'd say that).

Y'all know I'm loyal to places that have done right by me. I am one of those who frequents a business/establishment, etc. based on track record and, for the record, I do give allowances for "bad days" "off days" or one time incident. For years, I have sworn by Priceline.com and have had many enjoyable trips with them. If I can "name my price" I will because, for the most part, Priceline has kept their standards applicable with the industry. A three star is a three star; a four star is a four star. I've recommended them to the heavens to my friends and family. I've praised them in reviews and I'm sure here at Just Because...

However, it's not the case any longer. Priceline and I broke up. I mean it's a serious breakup whereby they come near me again, I'll put them on blast even more than I am right now. If they were human, I'd slap them with a restraining order. I was even told by other customers that I work with that Priceline has been severely letting them down.

I've dealt with some real "characters" in my never-ending quest to find decent customer service. Again, I feel the need to reiterate - if I find great service, I'll tell you, them, their manager and write a letter if I so choose commending them for going above and beyond. If you act like a customer is not "worth time and effort" or give me stock answers or read from a script rather than think before you speak, game on. I will shut you down immediately, ask for your manager and I make it simple. I tell the person "Who do you want to have me throttle - you or your manager". 99.9% of the time, they move up the call to the management and rightfully so. Does that mean I'm going to sit there and tell the manager how inept you are - most of the time, no. I want a resolution and apparently it's only management that can provide that. Not a big deal. I don't go out of my way to make life hell for CSRs - they do that all on their own.

I can tell you that I would rather cut off my ear than EVER talk to a Priceline customer representative again. I can tell you that after this trip is finished next week, Priceline is getting a SCATHING letter to the CEO because, apparently their "Head" of customer service can't be bothered to address an issue that was so simple. Instead, she, much like her CSR counterparts, "passed the buck" and gave the issue to a CSR who basically regurgitated a form email and thinly veiled "research" (Make quote marks in the air please and you'll get the effect) communicating an unwavering position. Rest assured, that when a customer is happy, they tell people. When they are pissed, they tell even MORE people. And you, my dear readers, should be warned about what I just went through.

Here's my question - in the quest for affordable travel, can Priceline at least be honest with its customers?

My issue is simple - they placed me in a hotel that is a two star, at best, and called it a "three star". If anything, it only merits a three star based on the fact that it is located right near the Liberty Bell and Freedom House, etc. - the Historic District of Philadelphia. By all other reviews, it is basically, as one person termed it "A Motel 6 With Interior Stairs". Now, tell me - when did Motel 6 (or it's equivalent) become a 3 star hotel? A three star hotel is the Sheraton Society Hill. A three star hotel is the Hilton. A three star hotel is the Hyatt. A three star hotel is NOT a Holiday Inn. And while I wasn't going to call out the hotel, I feel I need to address the situation prior to going down there.

While I have spoken with the hotel and fully communicated my concerns, Priceline, rather than listening to a long term customer and actually INVESTIGATING the cause of my distress, goes to three sites and says "Well they rate it three stars so it is three stars". They don't read the reviews. They don't check the Better Business Bureau. Basically, by this lack of attention to detail, one can safely say that Priceline really doesn't give a damn. They just want to close the case file and be done with it, from all appearances. Their actions certainly reflect this behavior.

Now my major concern, outside their obvious head in the clouds mentality about what merits a Three Star v. Two Star hotel and obvious error re: same, is the executive management and their version of customer service. Also, I feel I need to address the problems within their Customer Service Department and their attitude towards those that frequent their business.

Last night, when I was made aware of their 'choice' of a "hotel", I immediately called Priceline. I know it is standard for them to not make changes of hotels when they book them. However, when they book a two star hotel as a three star, they are clearly trying to pass one property off as something it clearly is not. Therefore, it would nullify that particular cluase of the fine print contract and they could, indeed, make a simple change. I didn't have a problem upgrading to a property that truly fits the "Three Star" category and paying for the upgrade.

However, when I spoke with them, I was told to hold and that they could transfer me to a manager who would immediately address my concerns and help me find a resolution. Enter: "Don" [#3059], a Customer Service Satisfaction (or whatever) representative and definitely, by no means, was NOT a manager.

Let's talk about Don shall we. Don, during our not so pleasant discussion was rude, would interrupt me with an answer without even letting me finish my sentence or question, condescending, distracted, would answer without listening, evidently was incompetent and, when I basically reiterated my initial request for management, he informed me that there was no manager on the floor. Apparently, by all appearances and Don's statement, one could safely think that the CSRs manage themselves. There is no management available for customers. However, he said if I really needed to deal with a manager, I could email through their website and communicate my concerns which would be addressed in "24 business hours". Well, Don - 24 BUSINESS hours is, pretty much 3 business days. His response "Well they are open from 8:30 - 6" all said with a bit of a smug attitude. If I could have reached through the phone and done the V8 slap, I would have. Fine then 2.5 days if you want to quibble. I told him more than once that he personally would be called out if he continued to act the fool. He was comfortable with that and willing to accept the responsibility for his [non]actions. He begrudgingly gave me his customer number because I told him that he would be addressed in the email - its more than just my initial concern. There is a severe problem within the ranks of Priceline and Priceline needs to address it.

Now, in crafting the email, one cannot just email from the website without doing a little digging. See, that's how Priceline gets you. Here's how to do it - because they are negligent to make this fully available to their customers. They choose to hide it under another link - INVESTOR RELATIONS. Wait - there's more hide and seek games because then you have to go to MANAGEMENT and then the holy grail of "Are you a priceline.com customer who would like to give your feedback to our management team? Click here." What the hell? How unbelievably arsine is THAT? Well, they asked for Feedback and by all means necessary, they got it.

I blasted an email to them through the site and, for good measure, rather than copy their publicist as I wanted to do, a Brian Ek, I decided to hold the person accountable that is in charge of the Customer Service, Lisa Gillingham. Because, as you all know, if you are a manager, you are responsible for the actions and efforts of your employees - both good and bad. Lisa's full title is "Senior Vice President, Customer Service and Operations". Wouldn't that entail her actually taking responsibility for the actions of her customer service team? Review after review I read of Priceline really made me question their ability to take care of a customer. Apparently, by their "pass the buck" mentality and their shoddy rating system seemed to alienate many a customer. I am not the first, and by their behavior, I'm sure I won't be the last.

Well, I got a call back from them and a poorly crafted (and by all appearances, mostly stock language) email from their representative, Katie Leilous. I would like to think she is a nice girl and all, but she's the lamb put out for the slaughter. If you search Rip Off Report and the internet, you'll find both her name and Ms. Gillingham and incident after incident of their constant dropping of the ball. Keep in mind, I clearly asked for a manager and I get someone from "executive offices." However, I don't see that Katie is a manager nor did she identify herself as such. From all that I've seen on the internet, by her Classmate's profile, she's younger than me, she's apparently less than cooperative with irate customers and Ms. Gillingham seems to put any and all complaints on Ms. Leilous' shoulders which, as clearly evidenced by my response to her email, cannot handle the burden. And, for the record, Ms. Gillingham's email sent me a lovely read receipt so I am fully aware that she did, at least, open the email. She should, at least, try to assist her staff with solving a simple problem. However, she took the easy way out and just ignored.

I've already spoke with the hotel and will address that with them. They are aware of my concerns and my obvious dissatisfaction with Priceline.com When I return is when the game is on. I will not tolerate either Ms. Gillingham's indifference, Ms. Lelious' lack of customer service or Priceline.com's evident display of their version of "Forget You, Customer". Well, they haven't waged battle with me yet and, you can rest assured by the time I'm done, there will be people crying - one of which will not be me. No, I think there will be people that will be a little disturbed that they didn't just handle something so simple from the outcome. And those two names that will receive the brunt of my wrath if I have my way are Katie Leilhous and Lisa Gillingham.

Beware - Priceline.com, regardless of their advertising, only really cares about one thing and that's not customer retention. It's how to find the most lazy way about problem solving and who cares if their customers are happy or not. In their view, there is a sucker born every day. Take this as a warning to NOT be their sucker. And Priceline.com, I'm sure we'll cross swords, and soon. Except this time I'm slaying the damn dragon and that, Priceline.com Customer Service Department, is you.

Labels: Blog 365, Guilty of Idiocy, Soapbox

Posted by Lys :: 5:56 PM :: 1 comments

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Wednesday, February 20, 2008

I'm Not Trolling... Seriously...

I have a huge Guilty of Idiocy post but, in the interest of time and because I'm later than the White Rabbit in Alice in Wonderland, I figured I'd post quickly before I departed to my new role as the crazy nosy neighbor on the porch, cardigan & all. All I need is a cane and to learn how to scream "Whippersnappers" and I'm set. I've already got the attack cat.

Well, I'm going to my first "Neighborhood Watch" meeting tonight in Altamonte. No, this is not motivated by the fact that I saw the cop from when I first moved to Altamonte. No, this is not motivated by the fact it's at the Police Department. It's actually motivated by the fact that we've got too much crime going on in our area and dammit, I'm mad. Plus, I have to use my big mouth for something, right? Well, besides talking to idiot customer service reps like they are children.

Of course, if I just so happen to run into Mr. Officer, well, that's a bonus right? Yeah, I know. I'm trolling. Just don't tell him, okay? Let's keep it between us.

UPDATE:

NO, he wasn't there - I'm sure he was on patrol, but I can say that the meeting tonight was well worth my time. I am very shy when put into situations like a new class, meeting with strangers, etc. and was all "Do I/Don't I" prior to. Throw me in a club, I'm cool and the furthest from shy (Meowmix says I'm mean, but eehhhh). Throw me into a situation like this, I'm a fraidy cat at least until I get used to the environment.

After getting a stern talkin' to from JoeZ. and my father to just go, I grabbed an ice coffee from Starbucks (less chance of them swiping the coffee at the door. Don't cops normally prefer Dunkin'?) and went into the meeting. I'm happy I did. I finally was able to have a conversation with people who care about the community and actually start to use my brain. My brain has been sort of rotting, I might say, at the 9to5 due to the burn out. I was able to talk intelligently about issues facing our community, issues that I encountered up north and how they might be cropping up again with children/teens/adults that have relocated here, and have an honest exchange with other like-minded people. I also found out that I could volunteer with the PD and I'm going to look into it in more detail. I did have to giggle at a few things that were asked, but the officers took the questions seriously and really alleviated the attendees' concern.

I think my city has a fabulous PD and, for once, I'm finally feeling at home in Florida. These cops are like my crew up north - honest, forthright and just straight up real.

Labels: Altamonte, Blog 365, Crime, PD

Posted by Lys :: 5:18 PM :: 4 comments

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Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Obsessed With: Claudia Ciuti Shoes...

In my email today, I received a little media release about the new Spring/Summer 2008 line at Claudia Ciuti shoes. I'm sure some of you are going "Claudia CIWHOOO" but avid Ugly Betty devotees know that Wilhelmina's style knows no bounds and on Wilhelmina's feet are often some lovely pair of Claudia Ciuti Shoes per the request of the one and only Vanessa Williams. I've been looking to new and upcoming shoe designers moreso than the standard CLs, etc - just out of curiousity. Well, I found a couple pairs that I'm lusting after and figured I'd share the pretty pictures with you. I went to the SALE section so y'all know that I've got my budgetista hat on as well!

A Va-Va-Vooom Red Shoe is a must for EVERY fashionista's closet. Check out the IVA

For a classic T-Strap with some spectator style, why not try the LILLA

For a basic black pump, why not check out the MIMI. (I know I am)

Want something a bit more embellished? Check out the LINDAR.

Trust me when I say there is more - much much more, but what are you waiting for - click click click!

Labels: Blog 365, Fashionista, Obsessed With, Shopping

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---------------oOo--------------- What To Do When One Is Bored (or Un-Inspired)...

Thanks Lesli for the idea...




Click here to create your own painting.

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Monday, February 18, 2008

Sigh... My Mojo is M.I.A.

I'm about to put out an A.P.B. for my PR mojo. Sadly, it's missing.

I told a friend of mine that I would help him with his media kit and have everything done BUT his bio. Of course, I told him Friday I'd submit it tonight. As luck would have it, either I'm rusty at this PR thing and the 9to5 gig has burned me out or I'm just beyond uninspired. What makes it tougher is that it's for a friend of mine and I have to make it a point to remain neutral. I can't be all descriptive and glowy about the project - I have to approach it like I would for any other client.

I have a feeling that, much like another deadline I had about 6 months ago, I'll get hit at 3:00 in the morning and started typing a rough draft on my Blackberry. And no matter how much I listen to the music, my thoughts keep getting interrupted by thoughts of the impending Project Hell III that awaits me at the 9to5.

I hate feeling like this. :::sigh:::

Labels: Blog 365, PR, Random Mess

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---------------oOo--------------- Obsessed With: Cute Things for the Kitchen...

I know I haven't done an "Obsessed With" in a while but here are some cute things that I think are so fab and definitely on my "might buy" list...

These Ladies Who Lunch saucers and teacups by Rosanna. I think it's so adorable, especially when you have a friend over for lunch.

Also a winner: The I'd Love To Have... mugs and plates from Rosanna.

And these would look fabulous on my wall... Little Black Dress collection from Rosanna.

Moving on (before I invest may-jah moola over at Rosanna's site), I dropped into Williams Sonoma this week to return something that I purchased (a sifter - found a better deal and more well made over at the Le Creuset outlet), and Joshua let me fondle this gorgeous Scarf Print Tablecloth in blue (Erin - they have a pink version; Sarah - there's a Kiwi version!). Normally I'd balk at $58.00 for a tablecloth but if you saw how well made it was, oh my heavens, love it! Perhaps I'll come back from Philly with this in my suitcase. (Why is it I rarely feel guilty for that which I buy on vacation?)

Shop Suey Boutique, has some amazing aprons. Here are a couple of my favorites:

City Girl Half Apron in a black & white print...

City Girl Apron in red cherry blossoms...

And finally, here are the two new additions to my kitchen (Don't stress - they were on sale!):

Le Creuset's Oblong Skillet Grill pan in Caribbean, and

Le Creuset Red Skillet...

Many thanks to Greg over at the Le Creuset outlet at the Prime Outlets for his expert advice, as always!

Labels: Blog 365, Cooking, Obsessed With, Shopping

Posted by Lys :: 10:08 AM :: 5 comments

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Sunday, February 17, 2008

Not Dreading the Monday...

The 9to5 is closed tomorrow and yours truly will be actually be doing something I don't do very often - relax.

Sure, I have a bunch of PR materials that I have to draft for a friend of mine, a kitchen I have to re-organize and laundry that has to be done, but this is one of the few times that I am not stressed out on a Sunday. I'm sure from Tuesday on I'll be in Project Hell Part III, but oh well. At least Monday, I'll be chilling out and working on my schedule, not something that's been pre-ordained for me.

I'm starting to think BR has something with his concept of the "4 Hour Work Week" or whatever else book he's reading this week. However, for now I need to keep things at an even keel and find balance, somehow. Yesterday, I went out to dinner with the fabulous F. to catch up (Cheesecake Factory's Fried Macaroni had me fasting all damn day today but oh. my. holy. hell was it gooooooood!) and I went wandering through the Millenia Mall and then to the Prime Outlets to fondle my pots over at Le Creuset (more on that later). It felt good to be on a schedule that I controlled and I wasn't running at 1000mph or my mind racing faster than the speed of light. I rarely, stress rarely, am able to do that. Today, I played hermit and just enjoyed my place - no people, no roommates, the cell turned off - absolute peace.

Sometimes it is the simple things in life that a gal needs.

Labels: Blog 365, Friends, Random Mess, Shopping, Weekend

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Saturday, February 16, 2008

Making Some Changes...

A few weeks ago, SL got on my case to try something new - Organic Milk. My wallet screamed to high holy hell, but for some reason, he was right. The coffee didn't taste as bad, I actually found myself looking forward to cereal and I found that when I cooked with it, the food tasted a wee bit better. (Or perhaps that's just my ego justifying the $3.89 price tag for a half gallon.) Not to mention, it lasted longer. When I would buy milk from Albertsons or Publix, it would go bad days earlier than it should. Not good. So with the Organic Milk, it worked out well for me.

The other day, I saw an article on MSN.com about The Dirty Dozen: Top 12 Foods To Eat Organic. I remember my father would "discuss" with me the benefits of buying organic veggies because of the pesticides but my opinion was "Hell - it hasn't killed me in 36 years, I'm fine". Now, after reading that article and noticing a couple other things, I found myself somewhat grossed out about various pesticides and my mind was running rampant over what chemicals I was inadvertantly exposing myself, my family and friends to. I often buy many of the vegetables that they referenced and now I'm trying to find out what I can cut back on so as to allow for the expense of organic tomatoes, beef, celery, peppers and fruit. And also, I'm trying to find a way to buy more economically and less impulse, including planning my meals for the week.

In the long run, I think it will be better. I find myself not getting sick as easy (except for that flu crap). I'm not having "attacks" where I feel like my side is getting stabbed repeatedly. I suffered from that for years and I would avoid raw tomatoes and all things seeded which seemed to trigger the attacks. Just recently in the past year, I've been craving fresh tomato and the damage has been minimal at best. Knowing that I can have tomatoes that are pesticide free is somewhat intriguing to me. (Because I adore a PLT (Panchetta, Arugula Lettuce & Tomato) Sandwich.)

Also, it means more shopping at The Fresh Market and less at Publix. Going to Whole Foods here is like taking one's life in their hands. The amount of people who drive crazy going to the plastic surgeon on every corner in Winter Park is too much. It makes Boston driving look like a lazy Sunday drive. I'm also going to see if the Farmers Market is in or around the Orlando/Altamonte Area. If we don't take care of our health, who will - right?

And don't EVEN get me started about what I was told about not drinking the water or cocktails in restaurants that have the lemons & limes in them or anything from a bar tray. That's way too gross for me to leave you with the visual.

Labels: Blog 365, Cooking, Health, Shopping

Posted by Lys :: 1:47 PM :: 3 comments

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---------------oOo--------------- I Want A Coooool Rider...

Gotta love Bravo! Its Grease 2 tonight...

Who didn't love this song (as corny as it was)...

Labels: Blog 365, Movies, Music

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Friday, February 15, 2008

It's Fluff(er-Nutter) Time (Or, In The Alternative: When The Lakers Invaded Orlando)

I promised y'all a fluffy story and, by God, y'all will get the fluffy story.

Setting: Nice sunny day

Location: Downtown Orlando

Cast of Characters:

• Lys
• SL
• Co-worker
• 2 very tall men
• 1 security guy
• 1 Cell Phone (hey - it's like a person, right)

Last Thursday, my friend SL and I decide that we're going to run to Starbucks. It's our 10 min. getaway from the call of the office and we needed some air. The shuttle had launched and a walk was needed. We cross the street on our way to the Starbucks by the Westin Grand Bohemian and a co-worker sees us on the street.

Co-Worker: "Hey - go by the Westin. I just saw Kobe Bryant and *mumble mumble mumble*"
Lys: (thinking - basketball - I hate the Lakers) (ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ) "Okay"
SL: "LETS GO THE LONG WAY. YAY!"

Let me tell you about my boy SL - he is one of the most cheerful, positive people and loves to meet people. He wants to meet a Laker, by God I'm going to find a way and he's gonna meet a Laker. And, knowing how entertainment/sports personalities are - security can be an issue. Obviously the Lakers were playing the Magic. I have NO love for the Magic. I'm a 76ers gal, myself, but hell - if a team is gonna come here and spank the Magic, I'm all for it. The only player I have a bit of affection for is JJ Redick (have you SEEN him - *swoon*) but he plays, like what, 7 minutes a game - what the hell. (Hey Van Gundy - play him more and I won't scream at the 76ers on the TV to spank y'all like a baby, okay?)

Back to the scheming. With celebs, there's a trick to it. You never approach when they are at a restaurant. That's just rude, IMO. Often they don't want to be recognized. If you do happen to encounter, keep it short, sweet and perhaps they will take a picture. ALWAYS show proper respect for the security team. They have to deal with alot of crap.

So, considering our options, it dawns on me "Hmmmm - perhaps H. and his fam had met the Lakers - perhaps I can use the publicist angle to get SL a pic or autograph in case fans are milling about." [Trick o' the trade people trick of the trade.] Like MB has said, everyone knows H. and his family - they might not until they hear the song and then they freak out. I've had people CRY when H. wasn't at a gig that I was working. (BTW - having the same fan tell me how lucky I was to know H. blah blah blah, that still makes me giggle. And I blame H.'s brother who told her, "Hey - talk to Lys - she's close with H." GRRRRRR) MB has been "terrorized" for lack of a better term (he'll say "annoyed" or "bugged") by one inquisitive fan. So yeah. I'll use that angle if it helps a friend.

[Lys whips out cell phone to call MB] "Drats - no answer"

And, sure enough, there's one of the Lakers, Lamar Odom. He looks pissy and by GOD that man is tall (he's 6'10) Here are a gaggle of fans wanting to meet and I hear security say to the excited fans "I'm sorry, Mr. Odom is on the phone right now. Maybe when he's done". [Odom was far from on the phone - man was listening to his iPhone. Your gal ain't stupid].

Also there was Kobe Bryant, I nod in acknowledgement as he's in conversation, Kobe nods - 'sall good.

I had to resign myself to the fact that I would have to call H. since, of course MB refused to pick up his cellie. Dangnabit!

[Cell phone gets whipped out again, dials H. furiously].

H.: "Lyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyysssssssssssss. How ARRRREEEE you?" [he begins to babble] (H. has a habit of drawing my name out and enunciating a few words.)
[I realize that I need to cut this to the quick]
Lys: "Hi H. - I gotta make this quick. Think back - did you guys ever meet, sing for, something for the Lakers"
H.: "Maybe. We sang for a lot of things. I'm not really sure. Why?"
Lys: "Well MB isn't answering his phone and I didn't want to bug you but Kobe Bryant's here and I wanted to pass on your regards and my friend wants to meet him"
H.: "Sure! What are the Lakers doing there?"
Lys: "Playing the Magic, probably."
H.: "Wow." [H. rattles on and on and on - Utah, Cold, Snow, Weather, Sundance, blah blah blah]

Basically, I had to interrupt him to say "Hey let's catch up later" (TWICE) so that I could find a way to finagle a way for SL to meet the Lakers. And, as MB will testify - H. on the phone sometimes takes finesse to get him off the phone and not have your ear hurt. Especially since I haven't talked to him in over 6 months.

So, SL and I go into Starbucks and order and, as waiting for the coffee, here goes Kobe Bryant looking through the window. Again, he nods, smiles and walks away. 'Sall good. He's probably in the hotel. Then I see the most vile, annoying thing that placed Lamar Odom on my craplist for life.

Through the 'bucks window I see this older woman arriving in a cab to check in at the Westin. The Valet guy goes to help her get out of her car. See the Westin is good whereby they will give the BEST service to everyone - they don't care if you are a celeb or not. Here in Orlando, if you are spending a gaggle of $$$$ at their spot, you are royalty. As they are helping her out of the car, slipping behind her and bumping her out of the way is one Lamar Odom. I thought my eyes were deceiving me but no, Mr. Odom, earphones in his ears, bobbin' his head to the tunes is sittin' his 6'10" ass in the cab and the woman is standing there dumbstruck. She hasn't even GOTTEN HER BAGS OUT OF THE VEHICLE! And here he is motioning for the cab to move on. What the hell! The woman, thankfully, got her bags out of the trunk so his impatient ass could leave the hotel and do something. During this whole time, can I say he did not sign anything for fans, take pictures, nothing - he just was wearing some godawful hoodie, bobbin' his head and listening to his iPhone with a pissed off expression on his face.

Kobe, on the other hand, did NOT seem like an ass. As a matter of fact, I have a newfound respect for Kobe. He was pleasant, signing stuff and just all around nice. Sadly, I didn't get to meet him and talk for a hot minute and intro SL to him or pass along H.'s regards but oh well.

That evening, I get a call from MB inquiring as to my call earlier. I asked if H. and his family ever sang for the Lakers. I got a "NO!" and then I was told H.'s brother goes to the games but here I would have been saying "Hey H. and blah blah blah" when it really was his BROTHER that likes the Lakers. Note to self - ask MB - do NOT ask H. I should have known better. But I did want SL to meet a player because he was so excited. Oh well. It was for a good cause.

Finally, the next day as SL and I were making a return jaunt to the 'bucks I joked that he'd see some sights as the game was that night. Sure enough there were a gaggle of groupies waiting outside. Inside, the players wives were sitting in the super fancy restaurant and there were diamonds drippin' all over the place and lots of cocktails. I told SL that the wives aren't stupid - they understand the whole aspect of players/groupies and they are putting a halt to any groupie lovin' that might take place, but the wives were also enjoying themselves while the players were practicing.

Again, no Kobe and I might have made a few nasty comments to Lamar had I had seen his pushy gimme the taxi behind, but oh well.

So - that is our albeit brief encounter with sport celebs. And no, I'm still not a fan of the Magic (or the Lakers).

Labels: Blog 365, Celeb, Orlando, Random Mess

Posted by Lys :: 6:45 PM :: 0 comments

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---------------oOo--------------- An Apology from Moi to You...

Many many MANY thanks to Erin over at ERIN COOKS who alerted me to an interesting fact - my feed was not showing up on people's readers. I don't check my feed on my own reader - because, quite honestly, I'm still behind on blogs I find. I even had to weed through my sidebar to see what blogs are active, what are dead - what ones are coming back (Y'all know who you are - this is my begging - PLEASE! :)), etc.

If y'all know me, I can program the time on my VCR, set up the electronics in my house and I am smart for a blonde yet when it comes to that damn DVD recorder that's collecting dust, I'm inept. I'm learning computers slowly. I'm not a whiz like my boy BR who is beyond technologically savvy. I'm still learning all the bells and whistles on the new 'puter and every day is a new revelation. Hell, it took me YEARS to learn how to cross crap out edit. I'm no HTML wiz by any means, but I get by. So when I heard my feeds were not burning, I jumped on Feedburner so quickly my own daggone head was spinnin'. Off to the help section, browsing, clicking, finding other people with issues, hitting up Bloglines F.A.Q., etc. etc. etc.

I think I fixed the problem, but I apologize for the 26 posts that showed up in people's feeds today. I seriously did not make up 26 posts yesterday. I'm yappy - but even I can't post 26 different items in a day. There's not that much in this blond brain of mine. I am, however, blogging daily for 365 days my friends - sometimes twice. It's the Na-Blah-Blah thing some people dared others to do (Hotfessional - you know I'm callin' you out, right?) and oy vey - fresh content daily has this gal's brain on overdrive. I even sit with my friends and when something happens, they'll comment "This would be GREAT for blog fodder, right?" Yeah - my friends are *ahem* special (jus' playin' - I lurve my friends. They are fabulous!)

I will have a fun post later today - promise, because it's in relation to something that happened last week and I've been meaning to blog about it. Let's just say it involves H., MB and a VERY tall man - well two. And yours truly wound up wearing flats. Go figure.

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Thursday, February 14, 2008

A Valentines Day Crush...

Two episodes in and I have to say, I confirmed it. Thank you Lipstick Jungle - I'm absolutely crushing on Andrew McCarthy. Sadly, I have yet to meet a man like his character.

As for my other crush - the fashion tonight had me wanting a gorgeous purple bag, loads of pearls and strong eye makeup.

Picture courtesy of NBC.com

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Denise, over at Do You Have That In My Size, did a little Valentine post, of sorts and its something that really made me think. You can check out the rules here or here at Hilly's page.

Before we begin, let me preface this with a short diatribe on my detest of all things Valentine-y. In no way am I casting rainclouds on anyone that loves this holiday. I, personally, just don't. Once, way way back yonder, got caught up in the Valentine's spirit like my friends, so much so, I would give Mark HELL if he didn't do something on the "One Day" that he was supposed to profess his undying adoration for me, his fiancee (sans rock, but we won't go there). He always used to gripe that it was a "Hallmark" holiday created so men can basically pad Hallmark's profit margins along with the profit margins of florists, Godiva, etc. Looking back, I now believe he spoke a bit of truth as I think that love should be shown YEAR round, not just ONE day. (He wasn't good at the year round either though).



However to counter the bitter of all things Mark and V-Day related, I will also tell you about a sweet thing that was done one Valentine's day. When I finally kicked Mark to the curb and broke up with him in 2000, it was right before Valentine's Day. Of course I didn't expect anything (even when I was with him I learned it was a losing battle) so imagine my surprise when I had long stem roses delivered TO MY JOB for the holiday. Turns out it was my dear friend CK giving me a little V-Day pick-me-up knowing I had recently kicked Mark out of house and home. (By the way ladies, I think CK is single again - and if you love a little Joey Tribini from Friends (the looks - CK def. has a brain), may I arrange an intro? Jus' playin'...)



So, with that said, let's have a little Valentines Day fun...

HERE ARE THE RULES!!!

1.) Post one of the banners located HERE on your blog and declare February 14th as the day you not only love your one and only, but the day that you love yourself! (Lys note - you can also do this a day late, right??)


2.) Post one nice thing about yourself......then ask others to post one thing that they really like about you.

3.) Enjoy yourself!


SO, with the rules stated, my understanding of said rules and so on, here's my little bit of "Self love". I'm not going to take the easy way out - I'm actually going to have smoke come out of the ears as I think of one good thing about me.



What comes to mind immediately is my loyalty. I am loyal to the end to my friends and family (hell, I'm a true Scorpio - sue me *LOL*). My closest friends I've had for well over 10 years and I would give plasma if they needed it. When I break up with exes, most of the time we can retain the friendship as I'd rather lose a boyfriend than a friend, if that makes sense. I also am loyal to my beliefs, my morals/ethics (sometimes to a fault), causes I believe in, work in, etc. and my friends know that they can count on me for anything (well, unless its criminal - and outside of smuggling in a Cuban cigar or extra liquor over the border *glares at Meowmix & A.*, criminal and I are non-mixy things, k.) If you break up with so and so and need a shoulder to cry on - I'm there. If he hurts you and I find out, his knees are toast. If the world is crashing, you know I'm trying to figure out how to fix it for you. Also, I'm not one to bail you out of jail, I am the gal sittin' next to you yippin' like the Baby dino in that 80s tv show Dinosaurs, "Again!" (Meowmix can testify - if we get in trouble, hell, I wanna look at some eye candy. "Oh Mr. Officer...")

So there, I'm done waxing poetic on what it is about me I love and now I'm out to "Enjoy myself". If y'all want to post, go right ahead :) And if you do decide to do this at your blog, let me know and I'll visit.

Happy Valentines Day y'all. Enjoy the day and, in the words of that old tune, Love The One You're With...

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Wednesday, February 13, 2008

A Little Pre-Valentines/Valentines Gift From Ms. O...

Oprah put a little somethin' somethin' up on her website that is to be downloaded BEFORE 8pm/7pm central time on February 14, 2008 from the Personal Finance guru - Suze Orman...

What are you waiting for - click already, scroll down and download Suze Orman's book WOMEN & MONEY.

Much thanks to Single Ma for the heads up!

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---------------oOo--------------- YouTube Finds

Oh. My. Gosh - the wonders of YouTube…

This video was recently uploaded and, as I check NightTracks every so often, I saw this and went “OH NO They DIDN’T!” Little insider info - one of the guys in the video was from *ahem* a certain band before he joined this group and I had a huge crush on him when I was 12. Then I met him. Crush dissipated rather quickly but the album is still on the CD rack. MB/Ana - do. not. go. there or I will not, in no way, be visiting Utah.

Boys Club "I Remember Holding You"



And - in the true giggle fest fashion - gotta love when I prep for Philly and run across gems like this. What is up with EJ and that damn whistle of his?

Pretty Poison on that show that will not be named lest Big Brother come across this post... ;)



Enjoy!

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Tuesday, February 12, 2008

The Internet Has The Power To Connect...

Ahhhh... the memories.

Over the past couple of years, the lovely internet put me in touch with a few people I never thought I'd run into or talk to - like ever. As many know, outside of a few selet people, I pretty much cut my Western Mass ties. However, through the lovely invention of all that is Facebook, Classmates.com, MySpace, etc. - there are people that I've "virtually" run into that kinda puts a smile on my face.

Recently, I was chatting with one buddy of mine, Mat, who went to middle school, high school and, unbeknownst to me, college with me. The college explanation is easy. I went to college later than he did. We both graduated high school in 1989 and while I started college in 1991, he started right after graduation. He graduated in the year I hit the party scene with A. and A.'s lovely roommates. I'm surprised that Mat never really went to any of A's parties over at Gateway (where the Juniors/Seniors had "apartments" and where much debauchery was had). When Mat and I chat, it's always amusing. I think he tortured me in grade school but I'm experiencing a tad bit of senility so I'll give him a pass.

One of the flashbacks I had when thinking about something Mat said was an old classmate of ours, Jack.

See, back in the day I probably aspired to be a female version of J.R. Ewing. I was an evil little minx and, this one boy, Jack, really pissed me off. He pissed me off doing something (I can't remember what) and, ever the resourceful one, I caught him and his friend John on tape talking about our teacher. It wasn't pretty, let me tell you - it was enough to scare the beejezus out of him. So, in true JR form, I blackmailed Jack (and John) successfully for a few days to do whatever I wanted (probably homework or something) all while dangling the tape over their heads. Eventually, I got found out or they ratted me out but still - that was one of the memories that came to mind when thinking about the days at old St. T's.

I mean, really it wasn't anything eventful - it's grade school and I went there from grade 6 through 8. It was a catholic school so you know there was mass regularly. Also, I remember having to go to a funeral for a teacher's friend at the adjoining church (Field Trip - boy did that piss off my parents), and the eighth grade trip to the Kennedy Library in Boston. I think I still have pictures SOMEWHERE from it. However, I'll erase the memories of the cute older boy I had a crush on *Scott* who sang in a band which played our school dances *no comment*. I won't even talk about how he's some music supervisor or something in LaLa land and I have to pitch this same boy for a client of mine. *gulp* I won't recall the boy I chased something awful *David* or his dumb football player friend *Ed*, one who broke my heart when he went to public school and the idiot who went to my high school and would bug me for answers to the Algebra exam. And, if Mat brings up the name of the two guys who probably would sing show tunes duets together one more time, I'll reach through his email and smack him something awful. (Especially since ONE of those guys kept emailing me all last year to get together because his family lived here IN town - ummm.. no)

However, looking back - while I hated it then, the school wasn't THAT bad. Well, except for the time my mom went to the Bahamas with her friends and I convinced my dad for a whole week how sick I was and how I had to stay home. Again - let me remind you - quite the evil minx. Boy did the nuns in charge give me grief for that. After middle school graduation, I continued to the catholic high school and many of my friends went to the public schools so high school was a whole other hell. Reflecting back on the high school years, I really detested that high school and to this day I refuse to go to any reunion - no matter how many times the high school calls and writes for money. However, one of my close friends from back then also located me on Facebook. Should I ever go to Vegas, newsflash - she's meeting me for cocktails. However, thankfully I'm not with the same guy who hit on her at the prom.

Pretty much, the internet is always full of surprises - and in this case, it's digging up my past and going "Remember when..."

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Monday, February 11, 2008

Learnin' The Blues...

One of the best peformances of last night, in my opinion. Can't go wrong with a bit of the Ol' Blue Eyes.

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Sunday, February 10, 2008

Because It's Thriller....

Oh this had me in giggle fits - watch it and start your Monday off right...

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---------------oOo--------------- Watching The Prom From The Sidelines...

As I sit here growling tonight watching my favorite award show of the night, I sit here with a bit of resentment but it's something I'll work through and, while I should be in LA tonight sitting in the cheap seats with Reese, Jas, MB and Rome, I'm not. I'll instead be in Philly in a couple weeks with Reese meeting with a couple clients who, if we have our way, will be up for Grammy consideration again next year.

But bitterness aside, how about those awards tonight - and the performances?? Hot damn - I've had three weepy moments already - the Frank Sinatra/Alicia Keys duet, Tina Turner (I refuse to get weepy for Beyonce) and Ms. Aretha. The Time kicked ass tonight, Stacey (Fergie) sang my favorite song with John Legend and Kanye's speech was touching. Even Luda made me giggle.

Hopefully next year we'll be back at the prom. Don't get me wrong - I'm far from upset with the writers. I'm thrilled that they struck a deal and also granted NARAS a waiver to have the show tonight. You can't hold out on a 50th Anniversary but, if I know those people at NARAS, next year's gig will top this years even more.

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Saturday, February 09, 2008

You Know What Drives Me Bonkers...

When I see a picture of an adorable pair of shoes that I adore, are cute as hell and intrigue me to no end - only to find out the shoe line is by none other than Jessica Simpson. Ugh!

To ease the pain of the loss of a gorgeous pair of iridescent pumps, I think I want THESE. I'm a sucker for Ombre and I have YET to have a good black pump that isn't peep toe. Aldos is Euro sizing so I'm going to have to try these suckers on. *sigh*

A gal HAS to have cute shoes for Philly...

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---------------oOo--------------- Six More Things...

Yeah - Hotfessional put it out there and, since I have a day of uninspired Nah-Blah-Blah to get through, it's that time again - MEME Time... Except I'm not tagging people or posting rules because I think most of y'all know how the game is played. Hey - the Meme police to sue me - or at least send a cute cop.

So for some more bouts of randomness, heeeeeeeeerrrrreeeeeee we go.

1. I have a love/hate relationship with horror films. Like now, I'm watching The Exorcist. I know at some point I'll hear a noise tonight and be spooked to where I'll either go grab Shadow and have her sleep in the room or turn on some light but do I stop watching - nooooooooo. The Chiller Network is one of my favorite channels - Friday the 13th, Kindred the Embraced, Millenium, Tales From the Crypt, Alfred Hitchcock - the list goes on and on. But I can't stand gore. So, if you ever are in my vicinity when a horror show/movie is on, you might see me look away or cover my eyes with my hands, but know this - somehow, someway - I'm STILL watching that gory scene - through my hands are out of the corner of my eye. And I just can't stop.

2. I cannot listen to certain songs without getting all nostalgic, weepy, pissed, emotional, giggly whatever. Some prime examples - "Crazy for You" by Madonna (Jr. Prom), "Sweat" by Inner Circle (A. - well there were ALOT of songs that were ummm.. memorable to us - we'll leave it at that, 'k); "If You Love Me" by Brownstone (Annies Nightclub and the torture we would weave there); "Blaze of Glory" by Bon Jovi or "Full of Grace" by Sarah McLaughlin (Nick), various 80s songs that played on the show, etc. etc. etc. There are WAY too many to name - so if a song is playing and I appear to be a bit umm.. quiet - just give me a second.

3. I have an annoying habit - I crack my right ankle. I don't often notice I do it. Can't do it with my left ankle - just the right. Main time I tend to do that - watching tv or when I'm trying to, yet again, stop my mind from racing at work.

4. In high school, in order to take Spanish, I had to take 2 years of Latin. 2 years of an archaic language which I thought I would never use in real life. Turns out I use the Latin more when it comes to the 9to5 and the Spanish - yeah - don't know that much outside of the swear words. I guess my father was right. I still haven't figured out why the hell we did algebra and geometry for.

5. I adore photos. If you come in my house, you'll find a plethora of pictures and picture albums. I should scan them and archive them but there's something to be said about flipping through photo albums from back in the day. However, I refuse to scrap book those photos (Sorry Keri). I just can't bear to take scissors to the original photo and with all my moves, who knows where those negatives could be.

6. If I'm out with friends and doing cocktails, there is one type of alcohol I really can't drink. Trust me, in college we did quite a bit and A. was the one who gave me an appreciate for all things Captain Morgan. B. had a thing for Goldschlager (*yuck!*) but also I was exposed to amaretto, Jager, Sambuca and a few others. I can hold my own and prefer my tequila straight -no lemon or salt needed. Just I cannot - stress CANNOT have Bacardi rum. When I do, I'm seriously not responsible for my actions. One prime example - when I was at a freestyle show with a bunch of friends, there was a guy there that we'll ummm... call Ace. He was always pursuing gals in our group and I was wise to that and would avoid that jerk like the plague. I remember a shot being handed to me and I don't remember much after that but the occasional flashes, one I won't repeat but I will tell you I was so grateful I was snapped out of my Bacardi goggle haze by a cell phone ringing and BR on the other line going "LYS WHAT ARE YOU DOING???" I swear that man knew I was up to no good sometimes. I swore off Bacardi then and there. I even got a full bottle of it in 1998 as a gift and it's still unopened in the bar.

OK - enough randomness for a day or so. if anyone decides to do this, let me know and I'll mosy on by.

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Friday, February 08, 2008

Sometimes I Shouldn't Wonder...

You know how I referenced how sometimes I wonder what my exes are up to (and sometimes I really don't *LOL*).. well - be careful when you put stuff out there.

I was being *ahem* curious and after finding some old show vids, client vids, etc. - I was just lookin' on YouTube wondering "Hmmm... who's on here" but I did not expect to find this - a video of A.'s unit and a very familiar face. Talk about ripping open old wounds.

And here's a photo that makes it personal for me. This is A. when he was over there. I've had this photo on my desk since it ran - talk about hitting home. I keep it to remind me to be thankful for my friends and family - you never know when they can be taken from you, both physically and emotionally. A. was one of my closest friends and we've since grown distant since he's returned. I miss this kid but like Meowmix has told me - he's definitely not the same fun loving pain in the butt that he was before he deployed.

Much thanks and love to our soldiers over fighting for our freedom. We appreciate it more than words can say!

*Photo courtesy of AJC

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---------------oOo--------------- I Didn't Want To Like It...

Yes, as if you don't know from the quotes on the side bar, I'm one of those gals who HAD to watch Sex & The City every week. I have every season on DVD and there are episodes that I can watch over and over and over again and it still captures my interest for the entire episode. I adore Candace Bushnell's writing and, in my quest and eternal hope that H. would get a CLUE as to how a REAL woman thought, eons ago I lent H. my Season 1 of Sex & The City. (No it didn't help AND his mother thought it was soft core p*rn - go figure.)

When I heard that they were developing Candace's book "Lipstick Jungle" for the small screen and on network tv, I knew that, more than likely as it was *ahem* 'Network Television', it would be watered down but still - classic Candace since it was her overseeing everything. Everyone was touting it as the second coming of "S&TC". Then there was that fall out between Darren Star, producer of S&TC and Candace Bushnell whereby next thing you know each had a show for rival networks - Darren Star with Cashmere Mafia for ABC and Candace Bushnell with Lipstick Jungle for NBC.

Well, c'mon - I mean Darren Star had Patricia Field - the original stylist from S&TC for Cashmere - I'd HAVE to love it, right? Same premise - a gaggle of girlfriends living the high life in NYC. Realistic, no, but then again - how many shows are focused on high powered women - not too many.

I watched a few eps of Cashmere and as it went on, I quickly fell out of like with it. Yes, the story premise is cool, I adored the fashion but the STORY didn't grab me - it was definitely trying to recreate the Carrie, Samantha, Miranda and Charlotte vibe but sometimes one can try TOO hard, you know. And that was its downfall for me. I didn't race home to see it on the Tivo. I didn't save it to watch again and get fashion inspiration. Truthfully, there was really only one fashion inspiration, maybe two for me but that was it.

Everyone's been yippin' about the competition - Lipstick Jungle - on NBC and I was DETERMINED not to like it. I love Lindsay Price and think she's a fabulous actress since her All My Children days but Brooke Shields - oh lord no. I refused to read/watch any press for it because, inevitably, in interviews you know some tabloid journalist will ask her "How's TomKat and Suri" or something stupid like that and that would absolutely overshadow the concept of the show. And I'd get pissed. And I'd refuse to watch at all or give it a chance -- hey - at least, if anything, I'm honest. I'd harbor annoyance and resentment of some sort. In reality, I'll admit that I was afraid that they would destroy the book. The book I've read a few times and devoured it quickly, enamored with all the characters and what I envisioned they would be in my mind - not a Brooke Shields ensemble cast.

I'm here to admit I watched it last night and, well, you see, ummm, errra, well, like, you know....

I was wrong. I was absolutely dead wrong.

Lipstick Jungle is not a new Sex & The City. Lose that idea, please when you watch it - don't draw similarities or try to compare it - it's its own entity. It was true to the book, imo (which some of those tv critics/journalists might want to read and don't use S&TC as research/reference only). These actresses flushed out the characters so well and the chemistry between all three doesn't even seem forced. It flows. The fashion is impeccable. The storyline - it was a pilot and a bit rough but still, well written. The acting - hell I actually believed that it wasn't Brooke Shields and her Calvins up on the small screen but Wendy Healy, studio head always trying to please everyone. The insecurity and strength was VERY well played and Lindsay Price stole the show with her interpretation of Victory Ford. Kim Raver (formerly of "24") plays the high powered magazine editor Nico Reilly and I thought she did the whole "act with balls" type interpretation of the high powered woman with a touch of humanity.

One final thing - the eccentric billionaire who woos Victory is played by none other than ANDREW MCCARTHY - OH. MY. HOLY. HELL! If anything took me back to the days of Pretty In Pink and wanting to trade places with Molly Ringwald it was last night. That man STILL has it. He really got into the character. And did you see him - seriously. Well take a gander.

Lipstick Jungle, you hooked me. I didn't want to like you, I swear, but I'm a goner.

For those that did NOT get a chance to see it/forgot to set the Tivo/fell asleep or just want to give it another chance - you can download it for free at www.nbc.com/Lipstick_Jungle/ or catch it on the USA network this weekend.

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Thursday, February 07, 2008

A Thing of Beauty - A Necklace Like Giada's....

I get ALOT of interesting google keywords leading some new visitors here (some of which we'll save for another day of NaBlahBlah365) but one favorite of readers is that Food Network Chef - Giada de Laurentiis.

It's no surprise I use many of her recipes in my cooking and, yes, I want her kitchen - I mean, it's my opinion that she has some of the coolest stuff on her set. It was through Everyday Italian that I learned the wonders of Global Knives, Le Creuset and keeping spices fresh every 6 mo. or so. I learned with the right tools and ingredients - an ordinary dish can be fabulous.

One thing that is interesting is her fashion - more specifically, her necklaces. She wears three floating chains with Diamonds on them (Tiffany - of course) and I always thought they looked elegant. However, I rarely put a CZ on my neck and diamonds, outside of the one necklace I won in the Bahamas on my birthday, are just really not me.

Y'all know I adore D. Celestine Designs and can I say Diana has some jewelry that just rocks my world. It's chic. It's elegant. It's timeless. I got my first piece of D. Celestine jewelry, a pair of filagree & pearl earrings, a few months ago but had my eye on a specific necklace that I said I would get for myself when I hit a certain goal. Knowing that I have a big business/fun trip planned for Philly in a few weeks, no time like the present, right?

Ladies/Gents, may I present the Giada necklace, inspired by Food Network's own Giada de Laurentiis:

I adore this piece. It's FAR from gaudy, sits perfectly at the base of the neck (and has an extender which can be a godsend for us plus size gals!) and just is stunning. It captures the random hitting of the glint of silver much like Giada's necklaces do during a natural shift. Its sterling silver and I have to say, it is one of my favorite go-to pieces. I've been wearing it almost every day this week and I just got it on Friday. It is quite the conversation magnet.

So, if Giada inspires you or you just adore some well made jewelry, why not pop over and get a little somethin' somethin' for yourself for Valentines day from D. Celestine Designs. I can't praise Diana's work high enough. You will NOT be disappointed - Trust!

Also - for those that must have stuff as seen on Everyday Italian, I created a little list on Kaboodle that will be updated as I come across stuff in my shopping travels. You can check it out here. This is for those other googlers that ask "Giada kitchen knives" and "Everyday Italian pot". Those that are looking for stuff related to her clothing or various *ahem* YouTube vids - you are on your own my friends. This isn't that kind of place.

*Giada de Laurentiis Photo courtesy of ErinCooks.com

**Giada Necklace Photo courtesy of D. Celestine Designs

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Wednesday, February 06, 2008

Guilty of Idiocy: Gateway...

I thought voting in Florida was a diabolical mess. Well, let me assure you my friends - far from it. Dealing with Gateway is like asking for all your teeth to be pulled, re-implanted and then pulled again - all without Novocain.

I have NEVER, stress NEVER dealt with such a shoddy run call center - EVER - and I've dealt with some pretty bad ones. Gateway wins the "CALL CENTER AZZHATS" award and, surprise surprise, they don't outsource. These azzhats are in Utah of all places. I tried, really I tried, to curb my cussin' and "Oh Lord" remarks because, I am calling a predominately Mormon state. I'm conscious of that. Ask Ana and MB how often I curse around them. Well, ask Ana because I've been lax with MB lately.

On with the storytime...so grab your coffee (or cocoa for those in Utah) and settle in. This one makes Stamps.com look like company of the year

It all began on January 16th when I ordered my laptop battery from HSN, where I bought my old laptop. See I got my laptop 4 years ago and I have had a great run with it. It worked well when I needed it outside of the black screen of death issue that just happened and the fact that the battery only held 20 min. at a full charge. So, shortly thereafter I get the battery and notice it looks a little long for my laptop. Sure enough, I get it home and hold it in its packaging to the laptop battery and - dammit - it's too big. Note to the HSN Idjiots - it's NOT the right size for my laptop so DON'T REFERENCE IT ON YOUR PAGE AS THE RIGHT ACCESSORY! Now this has to be returned. Dratdangnabit!

Thankfully I kept all the original shipping containers, invoices, etc. (I am wary of tossing anything I get from HSN for the first 30 days - just in case). I look on the Packing Slip and see: FOR RETURNS CALL 866-447-0520. See that word - RETURNS - remember that this is the number they give me for Returns. It will come into play soon - promise.

I call the Return number referenced on the invoice last week and was told by a Mark Jones that no, that is NOT the number to call for returns. Since I bought it from HSN, I need to call the HSN customer number: 800-933-2887. Thankfully I take notes during most of my calls, even if they are scribbles but can make out most of my chicken scratch.

Well, of course the flu struck and, in the interest of NOT having to retch every five seconds and put THEM on hold, I decided I'd take matters into my hands and call HSN today. I get routed to the ever so lovely *roll eyes* Ruth who tells me "No Ms. Lys - you need to call GATEWAY. Their Return number is 866-447-0520. We can't accept returns from Gateway without a Return Authorization Number which you can only get from Gateway. You need to talk to a supervisor."

Do my eyes deceive me? Wasn't that the same number I had to call first who then told me to call HSN?

Oh. Hell. No. Now I'm sick of being played like a ping pong ball and made my anger known. I've had a great relationship with HSN which is now in jeopardy by this mess. It's now Feb. 6th and this sucker HAS to be Fedex'd by tomorrow because I'll be DAMNED if I am not getting my $102.08 back. Now that I've lost 14 min. out of my life, let me go call Mark Jones and his little buddies and rip their throats out and shove it down a supervisor's neck, right? (Sorry - graphic is the only way I can go when I'm that mad. My mom's friend Mo used to say "I'll rip their heart out through their throat and feed it back to 'em". I just modified the phrase a bit. I don't go for the heart - I'll go for the jungular - quicker that way.)

I call the Gateway Number and first up to bat - JOSEI (Badge # GWN9499) (and yes I'm beyond putting that out there because this mess is going to get emailed to Gateway). Josei gives me nothing but grief. He's in the Utah call center and just keeps asking for my DESKTOP SERIAL NUMBER. It's a Laptop BATTERY dingbat - NOT A DESKTOP COMPUTER I'm returning. For 22 minutes we tango and he's rude, interrupting me at every turn and then I had to whip out that "tone" I reserve for the insanely stupid.

I told him as he interrupted me again with a phrase I used to only reserve for Cable Thieves. "OPEN UP YOUR EARS AND LISTEN, JOSEI. DO NOT INTERRUPT ME AGAIN - I DON'T INTERRUPT YOU - DON'T YOU DARE INTERRUPT ME - Do. You. Understand. Me." (If you borrow - say it slow, enunciate the last line and add a touch of menace.) Trust me, if Josei was in front of me - there would be a hand to the mouth silencing him while I make it clear he needs to shut the hell up. I don't care if he's got cooties like the whole Kelly Ripa/Clay Aiken scandal because extreme measures need to be taken and dammit - he WILL shut up. When dingbat Josei finally understands that there is serious trouble, he tries to get a supervisor - I give him the serial number and model number of the item I'm returning which, conveniently, they cannot even process anything without - idjiots. He tried to transfer me TWICE and can't figure out the phone system. His solution - he hangs up.

NOW there are veins poppin' out of my forehead. I'm LIVID. I call back and get - MANUEL (Badge # 9464) in the Utah call center and let me tell you - 28 minutes of drivel. Manuel kept trying to reference my old laptop and wanting to tell me "Ma'am there is nothing we can do - it's out of warranty." I'm not calling about the LAPTOP I bought 4 years ago - I'm calling about the BATTERY I just bought. Now it's on and blood WILL be shed (well virtual but you know what I mean). He kept saying he can't create a "call ticket" without the laptop information. Forget the battery - it has to be the laptop from 4 years ago. What the hell kind of kool-aid is his butt drinkin'? The tone returns and I seriously think he is scared because he kept trying to figure out what to do. Then he tells me "Well if you register your new laptop NOW, we can take care of the battery return". What. The. Blankety Blank Blank??? I responded "That new laptop that I just dropped a huge amount of change on - It's going home to Circuit City and Toshiba will be getting my business from now on".

He also is bright enough to let it slip that I have to be approved to return something. I have to be APPROVED - are you freakin' kidding me? After hearing that, I had half a mind to ship it to MB who IS in Utah and he can go knock on Gateway's door and pay them a visit. Because, if y'all think I'm bad - MB is 10x worse. He does not stand for stupidity at all.

OK - back to Manuel. Manuel said perhaps I should call HSN for a return authorization code. Oh. No. He. Didn't just go there. Finally, like a lightbulb he gives me a number: 888-205-0452. I ask "Manuel - what company is that to?" and draw a silence from the other end. I told him "Manuel - it's not rocket science, honey. The number you just gave me - 888-205-0452 - What Company Does That Go To - GATEWAY OR HSN?" speaking very slowly that way he can see if his brain can process the info. Again silence. Then I get put on hold and he comes back on and says proudly "Gateway". Give that boy a cookie. Of course I'm far from tactful and tell him I hope that after the 60 min. of my life I just wasted with all of this, it better be right or definitely all hell will break loose and, sadly, he's getting drug into it.

I call 888-205-0452 resigning myself to the fact that I'm going to have to tango yet again and repeat myself AGAIN and y'all know if I have to say it a third time, we're done. I'm still sick, tired and now beyond irritated. I get Georgie (Badge No: MA5202) who, like manna from heaven, had a clue. As a matter of fact, she had alot of clues. She knew her material, and, in 10 min. time, return authorization is processed, emails are supposedly being sent and they are paying for my shipping. Not only that, she was surprised that Gateway printed the 866-447-0520 number on the invoice as it was extremely wrong. The return number is - wait for it - wait for it - 888-205-0452. Do you THINK they tell their reps that. No - they want them to make us customers jump through hoops like circus animals. So - if it wasn't for Georgie, you know damn well the laptop would be going back to CIrcuit City and then I'd be blasting Gateway for the 15% restocking fee as well. As I told Georgie, if this goes right - the laptop MIGHT not be returned. Key term is might - because they still have a week or so to piss me off further. Georgie was the only one who did things right - surprisingly. And, as such, I told her she should be commended because Dumb (Manuel) and Dumber (Josei) clearly need either retraining or to find another job, preferably not at Gateway. Not to mention, one can infer that if I got 2 idjiot reps, I'm sure there are more that at that call center.

The point to my rant is this: Gateway - for someone so technologically advanced - your processes and customer call center training reps are ass backward. You need to get your crap together or you are REALLY going to have difficulties. I'm sure you don't care about a little customer like me, but if there's a customer like me having problems - I'm sure there are 10 more that haven't spoken up. And collectively, pissed off customers won't help you guys AT all for something so easy as processing a return authorization number for a LAPTOP BATTERY. 60 minutes of anger, frustration and utter disgust for what, so supervisors don't have to take a call? Are supervisors THAT busy because, clearly, they aren't training the reps properly. I mean what's so important - they obviously AREN'T supervising.

And yes - next item I buy a computer, right now Dell is looking better than you guys - and I'd rather deal with a call center in India right now than ever have to speak to Josei again. And with as much as I detest Dell and think their product is shoddy - it takes alot for me to say that.

(BTW MB - I'm REALLY NOT GOING TO UTAH AFTER THIS!)

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During my self imposed quarantine, I had some time to catch up on my blogs and internet browsing. Surprisingly enough, there was no online shopping either by yours truly. I know I know - let me just pat myself on the back and make sure I pay yet another bill. *cursing the holidays*

Anywho - I have these moods where I am curious about what certain exes (and non-exes) are up to - just because I'm nosy like that. Most of the time I'm either still close with my exes and we have mutual friends or, in the case of a few, I'm not on friendly terms but stuff still gets relayed to me. I know A. is fine because I haven't seen his name in the papers or court documents unless he's testified (he is a cop after all - Meowmix is still wondering how the heck he passed that damn test). H. - well MB still gives me updates from time to time, but eeeh. Mark - the less I hear, the better off I am. See, where I lived in W. Mass, it's a small community and everybody yips. I mean, everyone and their momma, their cousin's 1/2 brother twice removed's baby sister knows your damn business. Bec & I can go out to a bar and I know at some point we'll run into someone from back in our Annies days that will screech "Lys - are you still with Mark??" Hell to the no. Last I saw him was a few years ago, we spoke for a bit and he's in the same place - livin' at home with momma, on disability (again - I swear he's allergic to work) and just being a drunk fool.

Well, you ever get curious about where your old schoolmates, etc. are and MySpace them? Well, I was bored and yes, I did peek. Mark has a highly boring profile on there but surprisingly, his son has a MySpace. When I dated Mark for those 6 1/2 years, I spent many a weekend with them as that was supposed to be my stepson, the whole birthday, holidays, etc. whenever his ex-wife wasn't being a witch. Mark's ex wife was QUITE the character. Character is the real nice way of putting it and when you say it raise your eyebrows a bit. His ex wife used to tell me that she never really thought Mark was the boy's real father as when he went away for school for 6 months after they got married, she had needs and kinda messed with X, Y and, occasionally, Z. Again - Character.

So back to the son issue - I'm clickin' away and boom - there's a younger blonder version of Mark but under the son's name. There is no denying Mark is the father. Let's do the math, I was with Mark for over 6 years, his son was, I dunno, about 4 or so when we started dated (or was it three) and when we broke up he was about 9/10. Hmmmm.... but this profile says he's 17 fuggin' years old. SEVENTEEN YEARS OLD???

Hot damn - someone hand me a cane please. Apparently somehow time flew and I just wasn't on that ride.

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Tuesday, February 05, 2008

Overestimating Oneself...

Well, I've been housebound since Saturday - no work, no coffee excursions, no shopping -nada. I've been trying to beat a bout of this flu and decided that should I emerge from my cocoon, I would be crazy.

All this afternoon, I wrestled with a decision - I want coffee - do I get coffee? I'm hungry and all I was craving was cheese. What the hell was wrong with me? I've been subsisting on Diet Green Iced Tea, regular Iced Tea and granola bars and an occasional biscotti. Last night I braved mac & cheese, but that, while comforting, didn't *ahem* do so well. My fridge is as bare as Mother Hubbard's cupboard and I didn't even DARE attempt to cook. And what is it with the flu and dairy - lifelong enemies.

The couch was my constant companion as I sat propped up with that damn expensive pillow, warmed by a blanket, the hand occasionally getting nudged by The Cat wanting attention yet again (either that or she was taking my temperature). Stuck on the couch, I watched repeats of The Rage: Carrie 2 on Chiller, some of my fave shows (48 Hours, Food Network, Friday the 13th: The Series and Millenium) and, frankly, about 8:00 p.m. tonight I decided I need air and human contact of some sort, even if it was a discussion with my coffee guy - however brief that may be.

Upon walking out of my apartment, it hit me. Dizziness, waves of nausea and the beginnings of a headache but still I soldiered on. I stopped off and grabbed some takeout and iced coffee for not only tonight but tomorrow morning in case the Nyquil knocked me out colder than Tyson's right hook. Knowing how woozy and tired I was feeling, I decided groceries would have to wait til tomorrow and grabbed a small milk from the local cooler at Dunkin'. If I could have curled up in a booth there, I probably would have.

There's something therapeutic about a calm night with a clear sky and a soft breeze that helps you value how blessed you are. Either that or it was how I was able to wave off the nausea and crawl back up to my apartment, settle into my little dent on the couch, propped up with that expensive pillow, the blanket and my little laptop watching yet another episode of 48 Hours: Hard Evidence and actually looking forward to going to the 9to5.

Apparently the flu has not departed my household.

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---------------oOo--------------- Question To Y'all...

Did you cast your vote in the Primary?

As y'all know, Florida's election was last week (which, in of itself, was way too much nonsense for me but what do you expect - it's Florida), but I know a bunch of states are voting today.

I'm not going to ask who you voted for - not my business, just wanted to make sure your voices are heard!

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Monday, February 04, 2008

Flu Shots Are Good But...

NOT if its a new strain of a daggone flu that makes you wonder if your stomach is really able to hold anything. I have been alternating between freezing my butt off to being in a sauna and add some PMS on top of that, yeah, I'm in rare form.

Shadow better move over - I'm stealin' her damn couch! If someone in your office is sniffling, sneezing, coughing, aching, feverish, and suffering from lack of sleep - either encapsulate them in a damn bubble or send their butts home. Because I wouldn't wish this on my worst enemy.

On the bright side - my skinnier jeans will fit perfectly!

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Sunday, February 03, 2008

My Second Love - Le Creuset...

A couple weeks I did the unthinkable - I took an afternoon off from the 9to5 and decided to brave the hell that is the Orlando Prime Outlets. Truth be told, I was heading to the Millenia Mall's Crate and Barrel to find a stand for my Le Creuset pots but decided a diversion was in order - that diversion being a short Manolo fondling/try on session at Neiman Marcus Last Call and then I'd see where the wind would take me.

A couple years ago, I fell in love with my first Le Creuset pot which was a round dutch oven that I got for cheap at Home Goods. I had always seen them in use on Food Network and other cooking shows and these pots are top notch. I use mine over, and over, and over again. They have replaced my standard pots that I would buy before I became more knowledgeable about how the right tools can turn a dish from ordinary to fabulous. If I find a brand I work well with, I tend to stick with it. Also, before where I used to be matchy-matchy with my kitchen (Bec can tell you about the Apple phase during the Mark years), now it's all about my personality. While I use the red alot in my kitchen, I also love the Le Creuset Caribbean color. However, they are heavier than hell and my poor cabinets are feeling the pinch.

So, that day while trying on a pair of Manolos and wishing, just wishing, I could afford the $400 price tag, I decided to high tail it out of Neimans Last Call and head to Saks Off Fifth in the hope that my Stuart Weitzmans were on sale - plus next to Saks was the Le Creuset outlet, or so I thought as it's been a while since I went down that way. As I was pulling out of the parking lot, a familiar logo caught my eye and it was a sign advertising that the Le Creuset store opened up at the new Prime Outlets.

If anyone knows me, I tend to avoid tourist throngs but I will brave it for two things: Le Gourmet Chef (down in Lake Buena Vista Disney Hell) and Le Creuset. One quick turn down the avenue and my new adventure was waiting for me.

I found a few things of interest at the new outlets, i.e. Aldos, Starbucks, etc. but I was braving the tourist hell for one thing only - Le Creuset. I wandered through the store that was MUCH bigger than the other location behind Saks Off Fifth. The selection was amazing, the prices, comparable to what I could find online and the staff knew their product lines. That, in itself, was a big plus in my book. I have been lusting after a red skillet for a while, but I didn't want to spend a fortune. If you ever saw me in the store, I'm one of those whipping out the blackberry comparing prices on the Internet to make sure I'm getting a fabulous deal. Thankfully, the manager saw my over-zealousness and told me "Hold off until February - it's going on sale for 20% off". I did pick up a couple other things, one of which being a discontinued LC open square pot (mac & cheese anyone) and a sifter for when I bake and told him I'd be back.

Well, this week I'm going to brave the tourist throngs again on the hunt for the Red Skillet. I haven't decided which size yet, but my guess is that it will be like Goldilocks - not too small, not too large - just right. Also, they sent me a nice little reminder card and on the front was my Carribean grill that I've been holding off getting from Sur just yet. I want to see if it's comparable in price. So far Sur has been kicking Williams Sonoma's butt when it comes to price but will LC beat them - only time will tell.

Any way I look at it - my kitchen is slowly getting into the shape I want it to be, partially due to my lovely Le Creuset. Because no matter how bad I can butcher a dish, the Le Creuset saves the day!

For those visiting Orlando, make it a point to go to the Prime Outlets off of International Drive. One tip, just know when you are getting snowed and getting a deal. And, if you are a totally chef wannabe like yours truly, then make sure to visit the Le Creuset outlet. You won't be sorry!

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Saturday, February 02, 2008

Love Child...

I used to love this song back in the day - and I had such a giggle when I came across these. I found both the Sweet Sensation video on YouTube as well as a short clip of the lipsync from the danceshow. The danceshow clip was from I think our 4th or 5th anniversary episode and yeah, Lillian's hair was out of control (as always). That girl easily went through a can of Aquanet daily. Every time I hear that song I always remember that taping day.

I think it's time that the old videotapes are converted to DVD. Perhaps this weekend I can learn how to operate that damn dvd recorder (or at least see if this new laptop can do the dirty work)...

Enjoy!

Sweet Sensation - Love Child (1990)



Love Child Lipsync (1990) (DP USA)

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Friday, February 01, 2008

Crazed Over... eBay??

Things are starting to get back to normal in the Lys' household - my shiny new laptop is starting to earn its keep, I'm resisting the urge to go shoe shopping and my favorite Le Creuset outlet store is having a sale on my red skillet - wherein I'll probably have to go out and about tomorrow. And, still, yet I remain blah and uninspired and we're only 32 days in of NahBlahBlah.



Let's talk about the craziness of eBay, shall we? The past couple of weeks, I have been going through all of my cookbooks and I've banished a few from my house. These are cookbooks I don't use and love - i.e. Paula Dean, Sandra Lee and Rachael Ray. Some of my other cookbooks I adore such as my Italian cookbooks, the classics ala Joy of Cooking, Bon Appetit, Cooking Light and Nigella and a few others that are on the fence. If I will see the need, they stay - if they don't fit my cooking style - onto eBay they go.


Currently, I have two Paula Dean cookbooks up for sale on eBay and here's what makes wonder. See, there's a bidding war for a book that people can get off Amazon for cheap and it's probably on sale at your local bookstore. It is the Paula Dean Celebrates and currently people want to pay $15.50 for it. I started listing it at $.99. There are a number of them up on the site but yet people are bidding on this cookbook like it's autographed or something.

Last week I sold about 8 cookbooks and made a nice little sum that's going back into my replenish my e-Fund for the recent laptop purchase. So now I'm looking around the house for what else I can declutter and get rid of. I'm sure if I looked in my closet I'd have items for sale like *that*. But I'm of the opinion that people get all caught up in the "must win" mentality that eBay seems to foster. How many people get all "I gotta have it" about an auction over something that is not so rare. Then again, I used to be the same way myself over some items.


In storage up north, I have a stack of scripts that I would go nuts to have off of eBay. My first script was from a charity auction when I went to Toronto with Meowmix and that started my fascination. I would scour eBay for hours for scripts from my favorite episodes and movies. I haven't thought about those scripts in ages and perhaps I will go look for them when I fly up north in April/May but back then, I loved reading them. I had scripts from Sex & The City, La Femme Nikita, Buffy the Vampire Slayer and more. I'm sure now I could list them and pass along the love, but back then I had the "gotta have it" fever. Not to mention that when I was working for one client, I would archive all of their old and new stuff and found old teen magazines that they were featured in. I think I probably still have them in one of the boxes.

How are you with eBay - love it/hate it? Or am I the only one curious about the people getting all crazed.

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