- Jackson Browne

What is with the service industry and their sudden attempt at familiarity/camaraderie with average strangers such as me?

I’m not your baby. I’m not your darling. I’m not your sweetie. I’m not your babe. I’m not your honey. (Unless of course you are Matthew McConaughey, then sure, I’m all of those and more). If I don’t know you, if we’ve never met or shook hands, high fived, tatered, hugged, raised a toast, had a meal together, had a conversation that didn’t include you asking me if it was credit or debit or if I wanted sour cream and butter, then please don’t get cute and call me one of the aforementioned nicknames and the 9 million other ones I didn’t mention. I really mean it. It’s not endearing and it ain’t gonna help your tip.

Just like every rule, there are exceptions, and I can tell you that old people can get away with this no problem. If you’re someone’s grandmother, then yes ma’am, “Sugar” would like another glass of tea, thank you very much. But if you’re a twenty something waitress fighting a losing battle between your huge breasts and that horribly inappropriate spandex shirt, then I’m not babe, ok? And I have a sneaking feeling that none of my friends at the table are your babe, either.

Seriously.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY to a big ray of Sunshine - Lee Ann! Happy 26, friend! I hope you had a great birthday.

love ya,
d-train

I'm a Toys "R Us Kid

You know what I've been realizing lately? You never really get past kindergarten. I'm serious. Life is just a serious of hoops to jump through and things to do to fill up the day. Ok well, maybe life is really just high school. No one ever really grows up. Think about it. It's all about getting people to like you. It's all about avoiding those that don't. It's all about trying to keep the peace with those around you. You have to learn to play in the sandbox with everyone. You have to deal with the consequences of pushing someone down on the playground. And you have to deal with the consequences of someone trying their best to push you down. Life's hard. It can be fun and funny and happy, but it is still hard. And at the end of the day, I think we're all just a bunch of little kids running around trying to figure things out. Don't you think?

I want another life to begin again, another life to begin again
-- Juke Kartel

Geez, I should totally update my site, huh?

First off, and most importantly, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO HEATHER! Happy, what is it, 22? Ha ha! love ya, sis. (Can you believe we’ve been friends since we were 14?)

Otherwise, there isn’t much to say really, or much of anything going on around here. This time of the year is my least favorite. Post holidays, yucky weather, etc. It just makes it depressing to me. Especially after a weekend of 80 degree weather. Anyway, hope everyone is well and I’ll rant soon.

-Amy