I asked you a simple question! Do you love her? YES! But don't hold that against me, I'm a little screwy myself!

Monday, January 28, 2008

Conversations with My Roommate

Me: Come to the party!

Sam: I think I'm in for the night.

Me: Fine. But you know that makes you lame.

Sam: I! Am! Not! Lame! You know what? Fine. I'll go. But you'll be responsible for making me go out when my hair looks like ass.

Me: I do not see ass.

Sam: Stephanie! Now I don't know if I want to get in a car with you if you're so blind you cannot see the ass on my head!

Wednesday, January 16, 2008

Hawaii-phile


Best. Place. Ever.

Wednesday, January 09, 2008

Hawaii-phobe

In a matter of hours, I will be boarding a plane headed toward Washington, DC. And then I'll board another plane headed toward Seattle, WA. And then I'll board another plane headed toward.... final stop.... Honolulu, Hawaii.

Deal with that, friends.

This will be only my second trip west of the Mississippi and my first time ever seeing the Pacific Ocean, live and in color. Naturally, I'm a bundle of nerves--and not just because I never believed those statistics that indicate car travel is more dangerous than airplane travel.

I fear, Babetteers, I have unrealistic expectations for Hawaii, including but not limited to:

--appearances by Annette Funicello and Frankie Avalon in their ongoing mission to stuff wild bikinis.

--men wearing Tom Selleck-style moustaches, 80s edition. I'll admit to nursing a small crush on Magnum, PI, but those were different times, and now that kind of facial hair is inappropriate.

--mandatory coconut bras.

--human sacrifices to an angry volcano god. I don't believe there is any historical evidence to support this particular expectation, but it's here nonetheless.

--space aliens. "Lilo & Stitch" wasn't supposed to be a horror movie, but I found it terrifying nonetheless.

--vegetables made of Spam.

If you can offer any encouragement--or tips for avoiding those Spam vegetables--let me know ASAP.

Wednesday, January 02, 2008

Predictions for 2008

We here at The Point of Babette have decided to get into this whole Nostradamus business. I mean, it seems to be working out pretty well for him and he's, you know, dead, and therefore unable to reap any more of the benefits. We, however, are alive, so if we make some predictions and they happen to come true, we could get paid for, say, making some more. Or for being awesome, which is something we've always hoped to parlay into generating revenue.

You might ask, "Are you any good at predicting things?" To which we would reply, "No, not at all." But then, we've never really tried before. This could be the new talent that our fortune cookie was talking about last week. In other words, prepare to be amazed.

1. In the coming year, one or more harried California DMV workers will have a Britney Spears-related breakdown, resulting in a violent public outburst.

2. Someone will be elected President of the United States.

3. The winner of American Idol will be a chain-smoking mother of two from Houston, TX named Dita Smothers whose signature song is "Lady Marmalade."

4. During hurricane season, there will be a big hurricane.

5. In the dog days of August, Google CEO Eric Schmidt and Apple CEO Steve Jobs will finally meet mano a mano in a dusty back alley of Silicon Valley to wrestle for control of the entire world, the mangled body of Bill Gates having been recovered from the East River three days prior.

6. George W. Bush will, before the end of his presidency, make some clearly insane decision about the war in Iraq and strive to convince us in garbled English that it is the only possible solution. And more people will die.

7. The peanut crop will be unremarkable. Except that we just remarked on it. Otherwise, unremarkable.

8. Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt will be investigated by Immigration Services after the ranks of their adopted children swell to the size of a small village, including several suspiciously low-voiced and burly boys. When asked to characterize the concern of the inquiry, Immigration officials will reply, "Invasion."

9. The major box office draw this summer will be a sequel.

And, perhaps most importantly:

10. The universe will become thoroughly ashamed of itself and do a 180 in the affairs of one Samantha N. Simpson. It will dig up an ideal job with an ideal salary and present it promptly and humbly. Other sorts of wish fulfillment will follow.

Well, everyone, it looks like it's going to be a great year. Just remember, you read it here first!