Take Me Out

So I bought the Guitar Hero. I'm telling you this because I trust you, internets. E'en tho I'm a 33 year old mother of 326, I am ashamed/proud as heck to admit that "Hi, I'm Alli, and I'm addicted to a video game."

See, as a wee child, I was forced, errrr....taught to play the violin and the angsty-rebellious side of me always wanted to master the guitar.(mom, I'm totally kidding relax! shoosh!) One time...later...I picked it up. It was love at first sight. So yeah. I love the guitar. I also LOVE the chow mein I made last night omgosh it was soooo good, but I digress.

So when I heard of the game, what...its fake guitar playing like D.D.R.'ish tomfoolery I scoffed. Not unlike the non-humble do...I'll admit. So last weekend at the Turkey Day festivities, my youngest sister who is 23 and a college student, brought it over to my OTHER sister's house and set it up. I watched everyone else play it on "Easy" and they'd score about an 85% every time. They'd ask me if I wanted a turn and I'd reply in my regular "reply" voice "NAY!" So, when they all went to the store, I picked it up to see how heavy the guitar was.........


........skip to 6 hours later.

*to be read with much gusto and anguish and shouting and fist pumping*

NOBODY HAD EATEN

NOBODY HAD CLOTHES ON

NOBODY COULD ASK ME A QUESTION

NOBODY COULD MOVE

NOBODY COULD TALK OR BREATHE

NOBODY COULD ....LIVE

I was absolutely obsessed, still am. So when my husband last night said "Lets go do that and get a slurpee" I said ok because omgosh I love slurpees, especially of the Coke variety and ONLY from 7-11, but again, I digress...jeez.

So we were out, on our way to pay the power bill (i swear!) and I saw Best Buy. Suddenly the licks of Take Me Out by Franz Ferdinand were pulling my hands toward the building and holy smack, it was so crazy.

To summarize and give you a moral of the story:

I did not pay the power bill, I spent about $150 on a PS2 and 2 guitars and the first game. I stayed up and have yet to sleep, but I now play the game on Expert and I've only played it 2 days in my life. I am...a guitar hero.

Moral of the story?

When its the bitter winter cold outside, and you have 326 kids and one of them is a 4 month old baby...its absolutely ok to justify buying video games instead of electricity. I say so, and I'm a rockstar.

the end.

Pauly Shore in a Light Vinaigrette

We just went to the House Of Blues for a lunch date with some friends who are getting married. He's from Salt Lake City, she's from Hemet, California which is the armpit of the planet, well almost, right after Baker, Barstow and Victorville. I love the atmosphere there, LOVE. I'd totally decorate a room in my house in all Voodoo lovin and art. Totally. Its so sweet.

Anyway, the baby was charming everyone in there, standing on the table when we'd hold his fingers and stuff, and because of it, we had excellent service. I had catfish nuggests with sweet potato fries and a field greens salad with goat cheese and pecans in a tomato/shallot vinegrette. Hot damn, it rocked my socks.

So yeah, while we were there, we saw that Pauly Shore is coming in "concert".

Huh?

WHAT?

Concert?

K, I'll let you absorb that for a minute:



















done? K good. Now, can you explain it to me? Please?