Caption Contest Winner

It's Friday afternoon... and it's time to pick a winner. Lots of good entries this time. Y'all definately had the creative hats on! This was a hard decision.

And the winner is...... a tie!

bufelda with

(girl in towel): "Guys! Quit using the Skin so soft, you'll be too greasy, and the pineapple glaze won't stick."

Zach Baker with

I told you ten times Bubba! Eat your beans or this here hottub ain't got no bubbles!

Everyone had great entries this time but bufelda and Zach will have to work out a schedule on who gets to wear the Burger King cardboard crown.

You can't make this stuff up...

Nate was asking why I picked on Vandygirls so much. I just happen to see them more often than Vandyguys but... in the interest of fairness, here's a conversation had this week, taking us into the world of literal customer service...

Vandyguy: I need a form.

PK imagined response: We have about 40 of them---which one would you like?

Elena's much funnier response: Would you like to be a square, a circle, or a dodecahedron?

The End is Nigh!

I can't believe it... I never thought it would be so close...

But... but... there is a contract on my dad's old house and that means that I am almost ready to close the estates!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'm so happy that I'm shaking. Or it could be the cold air from this large window but hey... whatever! Just a few minor houskeeping things with the banks and.. and it will be done.

It's almost over. My long dark nightmare of being an estate administrator is almost over!

Caption Contest!

Countess Elena sent this photo to me. Totally blogworthy and I think it shall be the subject of our next caption contest. Entries due by Friday morning. Winner announced Friday afternoon.

Random Observation

Certain liberals/feminists must have alot of digestive system problems given the constant upheaval they are in fretting about the war, the Pope and other religious issues, and W.

If they are always so sick and nauseous maybe it's time they just go see a doctor. After all, Pepto can only do so much.

Making Pink turn Red

Duke Diva is currently temping at an artist management group. She called to tell me that this particular group was the management company for none other than Big and Rich. "There's a huge photo of them on the wall.. commemorating 1,000,000 in sales of Horse of a Different Color. And the 3,000,000 sales for Here for the Party by Gretchen Wilson..."

"I'm so jealous. Too bad it isn't likely that they will call. Big and Rich probably have people that make their phone calls for them now."

"Yeah. Talk to you at lunch."

Over lunch:

"PK, I have to tell you this. You are just going to die. Right after I got off the phone with you there was another call. 'May I speak to so-n-so?' 'May I tell them who is calling?' 'Yeah - John Rich.'"
"NO WAY!"
"Yes! John Rich called!"

That totally trumps my VP sighting last week. John Rich is WAY cooler than Al Gore. I think I'm going to have to buy a ticket to Fan Fair.. or whatever it's called now. Big and Rich and Gretchen Wilson are playing on the last night. Must go see... and they are on Nashville Star on Tuesday night.

Right and Bright? Maybe not?

Favorite blogger Jeff G. has related his experience at McDonald's drive-through. This reminded me of my experience when I used to work at the local ice rink. I've probably told this story before but.. you know.. I like it so I'm going to tell it again.

I was in the concession stand and overheard the following:

"What is the difference between nachos with cheese and chili-cheese nachos?"

"Uh... the chili."

Other personal favorites include an exchange with a woman on where the tennis courts were.

"It is straight across the parking lot. Go through these doors to your right; walk straight ahead and go through the doors with the yellow handles."

"But how do I get in?"

"Open the doors with the yellow handles and go inside. The information counter for the tennis complex is right inside."

"But how do I get in?"

"Through the doors with the yellow handles..."

And the woman who handed me her shoes and then said "Sorry they are muddy. I've been in the horse fields all morning." Eww!

Belly Dance Photo of the Week

I'm bringing a legit photo this time! The dancer is Lisa Guiraut and the pictures are from the James Bond movie "From Russia With Love." It's my second favorite James Bond movie.. My personal favorite is Goldfinger. There is another Bond flick that has a dance in it - The Man with the Golden Gun.. but you know... even I have standards. I'm not about to put a picture of Roger Moore plucking the golden bullet from Saida's navel on my blog. You can rent the movie yourself to see it.

Earth Day Round-Up

As you can see, I'm totally down with Earth Day. So, throughout the day, I will be posting links to various Earth-Day friendly folks. It is the 35th anniversary and all.

• Cox and Forkum yell "timber" in their salute to Earth Day.
• Michael Silence has some photos of a Presidential motorcade in Cades Cove.
• Barking Moonbat Early Warning System analyzes the future of the environmental activist movement.
• Nate, the BloggerBlaster himself, renames it "Slap a Hippy" day.
• The lovely and talented Miss O'Hara has her own suggestions on how to celebrate Earth Day. Funny... they look alot like mine. Well, great minds think alike you know.
• Mark Rose at Right Minded dares to think the sun might cause global warming!
• Creed of Kings brings us "A Day in the Life of a Conservative." (a purr to Miss O'Hara) He is taking the evil trees down with him.
• Blogbat has a pledge to be active this Earth Day.
• Vox Day issues a reminder of what today *really* is - Happy Lenin Day.
• And it is the Beverly Hills 90210 guru (among other crappy shows) Aaron Spelling's birthday.
• Anklebiting Pundits remind us of the predictions made 35 years ago about the environment.. and gosh darnit.. we are still here! And something about clubbing seals, too... (via Daly Thoughts).
• A pair of Protest Warrior signs for those that want to take the demonstration offline and kill some trees.
  

How to Celebrate Earth Day the Pink Kitty Way

1) Eat something that used to be alive... like steak or lamb or veal. Humans do not count. Cannablism is never in vogue (unless you are in a plane crash like in that movie a few years back.)

2) Buy an SUV or drive an SUV. Drive it really fast and a long way.. with the AC on and the windows down.

3) Buy gas.

4) Don't recycle! Throw away your plastics, newspaper, tin cans, etc.. in the other trash bin. Fill up the land fill!

5) Since Green is the official color of Earth Day, wear something festive.. like nuclear yellow.

6) Support drilling in ANWR.

7) Wear polyester. Natural fibers are for wimps.

Caption Contest Winners

Well, gentle readers, I've had a couple of different contests running and some winners need to be announced!

In Contest One - the guy with the bonsai tree - the winner is:

Ashley the Blue Raider with:

Yes, Excellent. Soon I will groom you to take over the world, little Bonsai. I will hug you and squeeze you and call you George. Yes. YOU WILL RULE THE WORLD!!!

In Contest Two - male belly dancer extraordinare - the winner is:

Res Ipsa with:

Who needs 72 virgins?

I got rhythm, I got style, who could ask for anything more?

We also learned that Preston is rather fond of sparkly clothes.

Congrats to our winners! I couldn't find another Burger King crown but I have a neato set of Mickey Mouse ears available.

Public Service Announcement

Ace, Allah, and Wizbang have come up with the alert system you see on the right side of the screen so that we can all keep up with grand-poobah of blogging and the man who flip-flops almost as much as John Kerry - Andrew Sullivan.

I'm not sure how long I will leave it up but for the time being, it amuses me.

He gets flustered about gay marriage, every time W sneezes, and now the Pope. His little heart is constantly aflutter!

From the News Desk

Thanks to some government re-shuffling, you are now more likely to die by germs or guns than you are by eating Krispy Kreme doughnuts.

No mention of bad haircuts, death by vegatables, or crappy movies that bore you to the state of unconciousness where you are then picked up and hauled into the trash by 16 year old ushers who could care less about their job or the fact that one could conduct an archelogical dig on the floor of the theater and discover Jimmy Hoffa.

Celebrity Spotting

Sort of like Camel Spotting.. I take its number and list it in my book. So far at the Film Festival, I've spotted nearly.. oh I would have to say... one.

It's number was 2.

As in Former Vice-President Al Gore.

Yep. He was at the Saturday afternoon screening for High School Record. Ashley the Blue Raider and I were whispering as he and Tipper walked in... attracted the attention of the very-cute guy in the row in front of us. He probably thought we were Music Row Democrats or something.

Here's to hoping I see Mr. Film-guy again.

Overheard at lunch

Scene: A pair of Vandy-girls standing in the middle of the sidewalk chatting.

Girl 1: I'm like.. I'm like.. I'm like.. I'm like.. I'm like.. I'm like.. so I'm like.. I'm like..
Girl 2: So..
Girl 1: I'm like.. I'm like.. I'm like..

Pink Kitty nearly runs down the sidewalk to get away from the sea of likes before being completely swept under.

Somethings are just wrong

Re-making classic movies... colorizing black and white movies... Alabama football fans (heh)... non-cast iron skillet made corn bread.. Sheryl Crow's remake of "Sweet Child of Mine" and male belly dancers like this guy:



As far as I see it, there are 2 roles for men in belly dance. That of spectator and that of musician. And I really detest female dancers who think it is cute to pull men out of the audience.. in fact, they really shouldn't just randomly pull women out of the audience either. I've heard that there were occasions where the professional dancer was up-staged by the audience member.

Happy Monday there fellas! Caption it if you dare! I will announce the winner of the last contest with the Bonsai later this week.

It's that time again...

Last year, I brought y'all daily movie reviews from the films that I saw at the Nashville Film Festival. I don't know that I will do that this year because.. well... I'm seeing more movies than I did last year and just won't have the brain capacity to remember the story.

But I'll be sure to bring the tales of standing in line with the circus folk! Me excluded.. because we all know.. I'm am just that cool. That's way more entertaining.

There were the Che Guevara wannabes playing cards while waiting to get in to the movie.

Then there was the woman next to me who decided that it would be good to pay $8 to see the movie and talk to her friend on the cell phone for about half the time. Fortunately, the movie was loud enough that I didn't hear that much. Therefore, I didn't go postal on her a** as my GREATEST PET PEEVE IS people talking during the movie.. particularly one I haven't seen. I am the SHHH-nazi!

And to my left were the polite fellas who looked like Fat Joe and the Icy Hot Stuntaz rolled into one. Nice cologne. Apparently, the guy is a up and coming Nashville-based rapper. Whee... because I just love gangsta rap. *rolls her eyes* I think I was the only girl not all up in his grill because of who he was.. because I didn't have a clue until the director pointed him out. And I still didn't have a clue after he was pointed out. "Ok. That's cool."

But dude.. matching striped polos for you and your posse is way Montgomery Bell Academy. That's so high school. Your bling doesn't make it any more mature. It really just makes you look like a poser.

Worst shoe of the night goes to the woman who wore pink stilleto granny-style boots to match her pink suede jacket.. and couldn't really walk in her stilletos. I've said it before and I'll say it again - if you can't work the heels, don't wear them that high.

A Lesson for the Ladies

Everything in Nashville is memorialized in song. Vince Gill and his co-writer must be having some issues (or working through past ones) in this song. Just keep what it's about in mind, ladies. Stop gnawing...

She used to call me baby; I thought she was such a lady.
But, my, how things have changed since time's moved on.
I fear for my last dollar, an' all she'll do is holler.
Oh, my life has become a country song.

I've learned she can resist me by the way she always disses me,
An' comes to bed at night with that cold cream on.
Sometimes I might feel frisky, but these days it's just too risky.
It's hard to kiss the lips, at night, that chew your a** out all day long.

All day long, it goes on and on.
If a tree fell in the forest, she didn't hear it, would I still be wrong?
I guess I should admit it, she ain't ever gonna quit it:
It's hard to kiss the lips, at night, that chew your a** out all day long.

Man, I remember when her eyes used to be so blue an' shiny.
God, you ought to see what's happened to her hiney: (Her what?) Her hiney!
Man, that thing is big enoug to land a small plane on. (Small plane? Your tellin' it. )
I used to roll her in the clover, (Mmm huh!) but, thank God, those days are over.(I believe.)
It's hard to kiss the lips, at night, that chew your a** out all day long.

All day long, she gnaws on and on.
If some day, they dropped the big one,
I'd say: "Sweet Jesus, she's finally gonna leave me alone."
It's all right if we say it, 'cause the radio won't play it.
It's hard to kiss the lips, at night, that chew your a** out all day long.
It's hard to kiss the lips, at night, that chew your a** out all day long.

It's Hard To Kiss The Lips, At Night, (That chew your a** out all day long) by The Notorious Cherry Bombs

Listen to a sample...

My personal favorite line is If a tree fell in the forest, she didn't hear it, would I still be wrong?

I highly recommend the CD.

Scenes at Lunch

On my way back from lunch, I saw the above sign.. it says $21.9 for regular.

You know, it just doesn't seem that far off.

For Res

He asked about animated belly dance photos, well.. I'm going one better.

"Live with Regis and Kelly" - Clip of the Week

The Bellydance Superstars were on Live with Regis and Kelly recently. See Kelly dressed up in a belly dance costume (and not that entirely unfortunately looking.. I've seen some non-dancers pick out the most hideous things. This costume is quite nice.) along with Ansuya (who will be conducting a workshop in Nashville in June), Rachel Brice (my current favorite dancer), and Amar Gamal.

With a little digging, other video clips will be posted soon. Hehe.