Emma’s Fantabulous Blog

Is there an iguana out there that is cuter than my snuggle-core iguana?

I think not.

I was wandering around Lowes today looking for a new humidifyer to replace the old one that isn’t turning Fifi’s room into a humid tropical rainforest anymore.  While they had about 30 different models of dehumidifyers (ranging from small shoe boxed sized ones to massive home-installation sized contraptions), they only offered 3 tiny humidifyers. 2 were  brands that I hadn’t heard of and the store didnt sell replacement filters for them.  I was left with one choice.

I think it will end up being fine for the tiny room that its going into, but its frustrating. I want more selection! My iguana needs properly hydrated scales, dammit! I suppose that’s what I get for trying to buy a humidifyer in the 100%-humidity-all-the-time Pacific Northwest.

1. How many tickets (parking or moving violations) have you been written?

2. You can afford a $19,000 sports car. Would consider buying a $10,000 car and donating some of the difference to feed hungry children in the Third World?

3. Can you change the oil in a car?

4. Have you ever been to a 3rd world country?

5.What summer blockbuster are you most looking forward to?

6. What’s the next car you want to have?

7. What is your favorite party song?

8. Do you own a record player?

9. What CD or song in your music collection are you most ashamed of?

10. What celebrities’ body would you like to have the most?

Here is proof that Devon’s friends are really weird. Here’s the video of the potato cannon from the BBQ on the 4th.
Potato vs. Watermelon

Yeah. I hang out with those people.

Baking a fresh peach pie. Going to a big BBQ at a friend’s house who lives on a large piece of land with horses. Having half of the people at the BBQ bring crates of fireworks. Showing a 13 year old how to properly shoot off a roman candle. Having friends who make potato cannons. Having said friends bring said potato cannon to the BBQ and and then blow up watermelons with it. Grilling corn and chicken sausages. Building a big bonfire. Roasting marshmallows over the flames to make s’mores. People who have been drinking beer all day, setting off fireworks from 5pm until after we left the BBQ at 11.30pm. Waking up at 2am with food poisoning because I didn’t know how long it takes to grill a chicken sausage.

And that’s what the 4th of July means to me.

“Homosexuals are well-organized, strategic thinkers who know how to fight and never give up. That’s why we can’t have their kind in the military.” Stephen Colbert

1. How do you suggest I deal with the pervert prank caller if he calls again?
2. What kind of eggs do you buy? White, brown, or other?
3. When was the last time you ate a s’more?
4. What are some of your favorite snack foods?
5. What snack foods did you eat as a child?
6. What do you do when vending machines steal your money?
7. Have you ever been arrested, and if so, for what?
8. What do you consider to be important when deciding on which politician to vote for?
9. Who do you look like?
10. Who do you admire?

Here’s my recent trip to the east coast in a photo collage: (move the mouse over the photos to see captions)

Fun times, fun times. See all of the pictures here.

I’ve been getting prank calls all weekend on my cell phone. Interesting because the only place I’ve given my number to in the past 2 months was a liberal youth *cough* nazi *cough* movement looking for supporters outside of my grocery store. Its mostly just been hang-up calls, but tonight the guy got nasty. He sounded totally drunk and slurringly said “Baby, wanna have phone sex?”. Um…. eww!!!!
Anyways. Now it’s on, punk!

If any of you are looking for someone who deserves a real prank call, please call this asshole at : (206) 762 – 2565.

A word to the wise: If you have a cell phone through Cingular, never prank call a girl whose husband works for website security at Cingular. You’d just be looking for trouble.