Are you kidding me?

I think I'm going to be sick...my friend recently recommended a new blog to me, called Evil Beet. It's pretty great, and I don't read it every day, but when I do, I'm typically mortified.

So, today when the blog had THIS STORY, I became a little nauseous. As you know from a previous post, I'm not the world's biggest The Hills fan. So, to hear that Heidi (the slut) wants to record a Christian Album, makes me sick. First off, there are many reasons why people who I know are aware that I am a Christian. But thanks to crap like this, there are many reasons that I do NOT go around publicizing it! Good grief, I'd look crazy! If these are the kinds of people that Christian's will associate themselves with, I'll just keep me mouth shut (on this, you aren't that lucky...). So, there you have it. Heidi Montag, if you actually go through with this, shoot, there's a special place for you some where...

Baldwin Fey All the Way!

About a month ago, I was reading my favorite blog, and read this story (which I now can't find on the blog). I was so excited when I read it and went right online that afternoon (I work REALLY hard when I want to I swear) and ordered a few buttons.

So, how excited was I today to learn that my buttons arrived! AND, because of so much interest, they just sent me one of each. How cool is this! I can't wait to take them to work on Monday and stick a couple of them up in my cubical. My co-workers are going to be so jealous...

Grape Snow Cone!

Anyone who knows our family know that we LOVE Brian Regan. He is the family favorite comedian, and last summer for my birthday, dad, Jeremy, Jeremiah and I went to see him at Marymoor Park. He's good clean family fun humor.

So, about a week ago, I got my Mountain Mail, and it said that I could sign up to win a free pair of tickets to Brian Regan. It's the weirdest thing with The Mountain Mail. I win stuff! Last year I got tickets to go see The Killers at WaMu Theater (FYI-lame venue) and I won tickets to Rodrigo y Gabriela too, which I didn't make it to the concert.

Anyway, I get a call on Thursday that I won the tickets to Brian Regan! Thanks Mountain Mail! So, last night after work (and after happy hour) Jeremiah and I headed up to Redmond to see Brian Regan. It was a lot of old material which was kind of weird, I wanted more new stuff, but still, he makes me laugh no matter what.

And the encore was the Grape Snow Cone baseball story, which is so great! I was laughing really hard, and Jeremiah seemed a little confused at it, but we'll survive. I also got a copy of the 520 Funny Festival album which was a fun CD for the drive home last night. Thanks Mountain Mail!

My first SIFF experience

About a month ago, my little brother Jeremy, e-mailed me and dad. He said that one of his professors told him about this moving coming out with Zach Galifianakis in it, and Judy Greer. When you go to the homepage and see what you see, you know it can only go one of two ways. Then Jerm says that the brothers who made the movie (wrote and directed) are his nephews. AND, that it was going to premier at the Seattle International Film Festival over Father's Day weekend when they were up. PERFECT.

So, Jeremy scored us 4 tickets to the premier (Dad, me, Jeremy & Cassie) and off to Capitol Hill and a really cool theater we went! The movie was...well....

The premise of the movie is that George Washington Winsterhamerman lives in what turns out to be Snoqualmie, and works for a major corporation that starts each greeting by flipping each other the bird. The movie goes a little slow, and it's people start blowing up and they can't figure out why, so there's life coaches and all this stuff going on to try and stop people from blowing up. I think what I got from it, is that if you like what you're doing and you're happy, you won't blow up. If you're unsatisfied, there's nothing they can do to stop you. But it was a little slow, definitely an art film.

It was weird, and I'm not 110% sold on it. It was definitely perfect for SIFF, and my favorite part was that after the "screening" the brothers got up and asked questions, which was very cool. Especially when this girl in the audience asked a question about the philsophical meaning behind a scene, and they kind of looked at her, and then said, "we just did it because we hate hippies." Excellent, and I think it really ticked her off!

It was the most interesting film experience of my life, but right after the movie needed a drink and to debrief the movie, which truth be told, we were all feeling. I liked it, it was a neat experience, but not a movie I would ever go see myself.

Yup, I'm a Milliron!

So, yesterday after dad, Cassie & Jeremy left I drove down to beautiful SeaTac and flew to Denver to visit my friend Kelly and watch her run an event that my boss wants me to start doing. The event went well, after the event we watched Blackhawks fly through (between buildings, THROUGH) downtown Denver and practice for the DNC in August. It was great!

Then today did some other stuff...blah, blah, blah. The story begins HERE...

I was able to board my flight as an MVP, because Jeremiah and I fly so much that our combined miles make us MVP, it's really just a cocky status thing that we LOVE. We get to board early, and watch the common folks board, it's great. So, I board my flight on time, and the flight attendant says hello, and we start chatting. I have just a little over night bag, no rolling suitcase thing, like the woman in front of me. And I am talking and walking (my first mistake) and I don't realize that the woman in front of me STOPPED, and I full on (yes, I AM laughing while writing this story) TRIP on her suitcase and drop my bag and face plant into her bag! It was pretty incredible! She felt awful, you could tell the flight attendant was thinking"lawsuit!"because she kept asking if I was OK, really? To which I responded "nothing a gin & tonic can't fix!" and two gin & tonics later, I was fine. AND, I taught the really cute little boy behind me how to fist bump AND explode, AND fall out. AND, then, I made him practice with the nice old white guy next to me who did pretty well for a white guy!

All in all, a great flight, sans the flat on my face boarding process. I don't recommend it, but it works for some. AND, I spilled my drink on myself, yup, that's me. AND, another flight attendant saw what I was reading and stopped to talk about it, she even came back to ask me if I'd read one of the stories yet, it was great! But I still had to pay for my damn drinks...

Oh yeah, after the event, the publisher asked what I thought of it. Without thinking I said "It kicked ass, Kelly throws a great event!" For which I was quickly reprimanded by Kelly, that Scott doesn't really like the word ASS. Too bad, that guy is missing out...or maybe my publisher is just use to me.

We Aren't THAT Kind of Family!

Everyone knows that I treat EVERYONE like I treat my two brothers, Jake & Jeremy. From my friends to my publisher, I treat you all the SAME. So, it was a shock to me this week...

Upon returning from our fabulous sailing trip, I had an e-mail from Jake that "he lost his cell phone while at Six Flags with his students this past week. So, he is sans cell phone for a couple of days until it gets returned. So on Thursday when I am driving to my office about noon, I give Jake a quick call to see if his phone was found or if he got a new one. It goes straight to voicemail, and I realize he may still be in class. So, about ONE minute later, I receive a text message from him, while I'm driving down the road in downtown Seattle, that reads:

"Send me a naked pic"

So, as I'm DRIVING, I'm freaking out, uh oh, this isn't Jake, AND some perv got his phone! And I SWEAR, my next thought was, that I really hope that Jake has MOM listed in his phone as MOM and not Nancy. YIKES! So, that kind of scarred my day. I called dad and couldn't get a hold of him, so left him a voicemail, got to work and told a couple of co-workers who all thought it was funnier than I did, but they're guys so what do you expect. And I had to explain, yeah, we aren't THAT kind of family.

Finally, Jake called me from his home phone that evening and said that I'm not the only girl getting creepy texts from him, and he finally cancelled his phone so that while this perv has my number, he can't easily text me. Luckily he received a new phone yesterday so all is back to normal, except for some perv hitting on all the females in Jake's cell phone. I really hope the guy didn't send anything to mom...

Best Show EVER...but not with your family

The summer I graduated from high school, dad really wanted us to watch The World According to Garp, together. It's one of his favorite books by John Irving, and he bought me the book a couple years later actually. So, we watch the movie with Robin Williams in it, and it's pretty good. Except, it's rated R, and it's rated R because of "sexual content" and "suggestive dialogue." So, good times when you're 18 sitting on the couch watching a movie with your dad. But, as you can tell, 10 years later, I'm totally over it. In January 2007, dad and I took a last minute trip to NYC to see Letterman, on a GREAT father daughter bonding experience. We had a blast, and were told to go see Avenue Q while in town. All I knew about the show was that it was "Muppet's who swear." Sure, sign me up, this could be GREAT! Well, we couldn't get tickets. A few months back I heard it was coming to Seattle, so dad and I talked about going. One thing lead to another and it didn't work out to go to the show. But about two weeks ago at work, one of my editors got an envelope in the mail with two tickets to the opening night of Avenue Q. SUH-WEET. Working in "media" kicks ass sometimes! So, we go to the show. The reason I bring up The World According to Garp is that Avenue Q had a similar vibe to it. FABULOUS show, I recommend it to most people in my life (but not you mom), but when monsters say the F-word, and there's a song called, "Everyone's A Little Bit Racist" you know you're at a good show. Becky and I laughed and laughed, and laughed, and proceed to walk into work the next morning and without another word scream "It Sucks to be YOU!" the theme song of the show. Yeah, quality entertainment here mom, I swear. But, it was a great show, I called dad later and explained, it would be more a Garp kind of experience for us than a Spamalot-standing room only with drinks in our hand kind of experience. Good times had by all. But, Becky's my new favorite Theatre patron, after dad of course. I can't wait for THIS to happen in September, it will probably make my theatrical year, and definitely make up for this atrocity that Becky and I sat through. It's definitely a two drink minimum kind of show.

Dramamine Saved my life

Well, we returned safely from 4 days of sailing in the San Juan's. Thankfully, no whales were spotted on this trip. We did see some cute harbor seals, Bald Eagles, ducks and seagulls. Today on the ferry to Anacortes Jeremiah spotted a porpoise which was really cute!

I took two Dramamine each morning, followed by an afternoon nap and I did GREAT, I was washing dishes and making lunch down in salon while Mike & Grace were sailing at a 20% heel, AWESOME.

It was a VERY beautiful trip, and very relaxing. But I realized that relaxing and restful are two different things. Sleeping in a narrowing bed with no head room can have its challenges. I was amazed today that I couldn't feel bruises on my skull, but there are plenty of bruises throughout my body from the trip. I also took a few naps on this trip which is something I don't usually do. It was the afternoon Dramamine nap. I did finally finish my book, Beach Music which dad gave me for Christmas this year. It was REALLY great, and I highly recommend it. I think my next book will be the new David Sedaris book. He makes me laugh and I read a great review of it in Entertainment Weekly while sailing. Here's some pictures from the trip if you'd like to check it out.

I'll definitely get on a sail boat again, probably in the near future, but my next vacation will include a comfy hotel room with PLENTY of space above the bed so I don't have to roll over in fear of bonking something!