These Old Navy commercials have gone on long enough

Mannequins- not only are they deceiving but they also haunt dreams. The mannequins that have been frequenting the last few Old Navy commercials are not only creepy as all hell but they are more annoying than Jim Carrey when you have a terrible headache.

Now, don't get me wrong, I enjoy Old Navy fashions. I even accidentally stole one of my sister's most recent purchases from there after our mom did the laundry. Damn, that purple long sleeve shirt is comfortable!

Back to the point! The vapid, inane mannequins in Old Navy's commercials as of late make me not want to shop there. Faux baby bumps? Standing in the middle of a bustling city street talking about horizontal stripes? I am just totally turned off where I not only mute the television when the commercials come on, I turn the channel.

Long story short, mannequins might sneak up on me in the stores I habitually visit now (causing me to relive my nightmares of the doll from Child's Play from when I was 9), but they can't take away my comfortable and affordable fashion choices! Huzzah!

Why I think Farmville is a beneficial use of my time

Facebook, the great entity known to and used by many, has given us a ridiculous number of useless and tedious, time-wasting applications over the past few years. Farmville is NOT one of them. The "good book" has provided us with Farmville and whether you are an avid user (read: me) or you freak out about receiving gifts and updates, you DO have a passionate opinion about it.

Unlike many of the other applications, Farmville is not a complete waste of time. It creates good habits of time management, budgeting and responsible planting choices. It also allows one to flex their creative muscle and use their artistic abilities to make their farm Feng Shui or simply aesthetically pleasing.

Farmville also gives the urban resident a chance to work on a real farm! You can plant fruits and vegetables, harvest produce from trees, own a gander of geese, etc.! You can even own a baby elephant that gives you circus peanuts when it is ready to be "harvested" with your shiv. Yes, you "harvest" your animals with a sharp, sharp garden tool. Get used to it!

So, while you are working a really boring job and going on smoke breaks I will be working a really boring job and harvesting watermelons that have been fertilized by an anonymous neighbor of mine and buying spooky trees with my Farmville dollars. Or, at least until Halloween that is!

People watching games I play that make me look like a complete jerk

Being the avid people watcher that I am, I love adding a little spice to the mix and creating fictional storylines or circumstances that would bring said people into my line of vision at that particular moment.

Playing games is fun because I am competitive and I love winning. I tend to take things a little farther than needed (read: yelling at a 9 year old on Easter during a game of Apples to Apples, "IN YOUR FACE!"). There are other games that are even more fun to play. This is where I become a complete jerk to people who don't know me that well.

Game #1: Man or Woman?
The point of this game is to decide (with a friend for verification) whether the person in question is, in fact, a man or a woman. There are a surprising number of androgynous, unisex bathroom using, lady dudes out there and I have encountered some in their finest forms. I actually played this game on the El this morning. The jury is still out on that individual. Unfortunately, this is a common "conclusion" to this game.

Game #2: There goes your boyfriend/girlfriend!
The inhabitants of the 3 major cities I've lived in (Milwaukee, St. Louis and Chicago) wear some redonk outfits. They also don't exactly take the most pride in their appearances or stick to keeping their goofy/frightening action to themselves. The culmination of these socially awkward ingredients makes "There goes your boyfriend/girlfriend" so much fun! The point of this game is to point out a really awkward person and tell a friend you are with, "Hey, there goes your boyfriend/girlfriend". Hopefully the mood turns funcomfortable. This means you've played a good round.

Game #3: Absurd background story
This game is normally played by my family on vacation in Maine. During this game we normally stumble upon a French Canadian in a Speedo who we deem as Sven, the Swedish man servant or really old people driving like it's Sunday on a Thursday afternoon as Harold and Edna, the blind driver and the hard of hearing passenger. The more unattainable the story turns out to be, the better the results. No limits here!

So, call me a jerk or think I'm totally weird. I've already accepted my overly warm fate. I might as well have some fun while I can. Wait, oh my gosh! Turn around because there goes your boyfriend in the ponytail and purple glittery fanny pack!!

I will not be talking about Balloon Boy in this post.

(Caroline and Me, 10/17/09)

Much can be set in place with a debut blog post. You set the tone, create expectations and even put a specific style in place. Sorry, but if you were looking to put your finger on exactly what will be covered in this blog you can just go somewhere else.


Since I already have a music blog I am going to try to keep musical content for that. Here's a shameless plug for said music blog!: http://www.examiner.com/x-1803-Chicago-Underground-Music-Examiner Every time a new IP address goes to my page I get $0.01 U.S. cents. That's half of what I intend to share with my readers in this blog. Witty, I know.


Short, sweet and to the point. This is abnormal for me. I am a terrible story teller when I actually have to speak out loud. I stumble on words and forget what I'm saying and I think sometimes I black out and speak in tongues.


Anyway, I'll try to have some more 'meat and potatoes" to my content on my next post. I just can't seem to swing a dead cat without seeing a news post about...wait, I said I wouldn't bring that up.


-Megan