Random Thoughts on Micheal Jackson, Ice Cream Names and Airlines

by Lian on October 13, 2011

Today seems like a perfect day for some Random Thoughts, given that I have been extremely unfocused this week while recovering from the weekend in New Orleans and caring for my teen-aged son who is sick as a dog in the middle of exam/PSATs week. ( First Quarter Exams.  PSATs. Junior Year. No Biggie. Hahahaha.) So, here we go…

On tour everywhere. Click here for tour dates and cities. Seriously, fantastic fun.

I went to see a Micheal Jackson tribute band  this weekend at the House of Blues in New Orleans. Packed house, two MJ impersonators and a fantastic band. And a room full of people dancin’ and singin’ along. So. Much. Fun. Their name?  Who’s Bad.

You know Who’s Bad? Dr. Conrad Murray. He’s Bad.

More food items should be topped by deep fried soft shell crabs.

Apparently,  I was eating those deep fried soft shell crabs when three women won the Nobel Peace Prize last week. Excellent work.

If Herman Cain’s Ice Cream Name is Black Walnut, mine is White Chocolate Raspberry Truffle.

True confession: I never saw the original Footloose. How is that possible?

But I am looking forward to the new version.

The NBA lockout is terrible news for all those connected to basketball not making a million dollars a year: restaurant owners; waiters; ushers; parking guys. Come’on, NBA– get it together for their sake.

This could be The Year of Hockey. Oh wait, I think that happened in 1999.

Good thing the World Series will go until Thanksgiving.

Go Detroit.

See, I’m not bitter. It’s okay if the Yankees lose…  when the Red Sox lose before them.

The other day, the boys and I played “If celebrities were your teachers.” My 16 year- old wanted Mila Kunis to be his math teacher. I love that.

I hope the woman suing Continental Airline for post-traumatic stress disorder after a very rocky flight wins her case. Is it frivolous? Maybe. But we’ve all suffered PTSD on some airline at some point.  Like me this weekend, after sitting in the row next to the bathroom.

Now, all of life is an episode of The Simpsons. Like the couple that got lost in the corn maze and called 911 like Homer and Marge. One of the best Simpsons ever.

That poor mother.

It’s going to be 101 in Pasadena today. So much for Pumpkin Soup.


Embracing my chaos,


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Lian October 18, 2011 at 4:10 PM

I am unlike James Joyce in so many ways. Thanks for noticing. Lian

Lian October 18, 2011 at 4:10 PM

awesome factoid. Lian

Beckett Graham October 15, 2011 at 1:10 PM

How about this for a piece of trivia – if you’re ever lost in one of those mazes, simply put your right hand on the wall and walk, keeping your hand on the wall at all times.
You’ll travel around the outside of dead end paths, but you will ultimately come out safely. :)

Kristin October 15, 2011 at 4:18 AM

I always love these posts. Stream of consciousness that, unlike James Joyce, is easy to understand and always makes me giggle :)

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