Part of a Continuing Series of VH1 Related Observations: "I Love the 90's Part Deux": Edition
-I remember when Olestra came out. I never trust most warning labels on medicines, etc, because as a physicians daughter I know that they're just lip service to litigators, so I wasn't worried about the Olestra warning label "May cause internal bleeding, diarhea, stomach cramps, nauseau, and anal leakage". Margaret and I went out and bought a pack of "wow!" chips and were mowing them down with salsa, making fun of the label. All went well for about twenty minutes when all of a sudden I was gripped by the worst series of stomach cramps imagineable. Margaret made a bolt for the toilet, and we were sick for the rest of the day, strange since our family has some of the strongest immune systems ever. I am not suprised the product didn't make it
-I did like "Romeo + Juliet" despite Leonardo DiCaprio's hideous acting.
-Hal Sparks and Michael Ian Black are like god's gift to comedy, aren't they? And those Modern Humorist Guys aren't too bad either.
-I remember being more upset about the OJ Simpson Trial than anything else. Interestingly enough, what I remember most clearly is the circumstances in which I heard it. There was a protocol in turning our trays to the lunch lady where we had to put silverware on one side, the cub on another, and the plates stacked with trash on top. For no particular reason, Becky and I decided we would take it upon our selves to arrange people's trays for them. I would stand by the door leading to the dish return area and stop students, rearranging the trash on their trays. There were several embarassing situations that occured during my occupation as a tray tender, one of which was the very fact that I was such a pathetic weirdo that I would rearrange trash instead of going out and talking in the quad like a normal junior high student. Then, in an incident which qualifies as one of the most embarrassing moments of my life, some toilet paper I was using to stop a sudden menses onslaught dropped out as I was walking over to fix someone's ice cream mess. I looked down in horror, and in a moment of panic decided to pretend it wasn't mine. As I edged towards the exit, I heard someone say, "Gross! What is that?!" as I bolted to the door. But after that, the OJ trial was the enxt most embarassing tray time incident. When his verdict came out, I was so angry I kept talking loudly about the injustice and the ignorance, and I kept banging everyone's plates together, splattering potatoes and milk everywhere. WHile I was mad, most of the theatrics were done for attention, so when a teacher came over and told me to calm down in front of everyone, I felt like the idiot I was.
-My mother is the only one I know of thus far who saw part of the Tommy/Pam Anderson sex tape. Anyone else want to fess up?
-I hated "Singled Out" and I hate Jenny McCarthy and her stupid "I'm one of the guys" act which basically consisted of flatulance and burping, as if that's all it takes.
-If I see this Cortisol commercial one more time, I will go postal and murder every man woman and child on this street
-You know that MArv Albert thing happened at the Hilton at DFW right? I passed by it on my way to the airport this morning.
--I really liked that Meredith Brooks song like crazy. I was expecting her to be like another Fiona Apple, and then I see her interviews and I hear her other songs and then realized she was one of those Lilith Fair hippies like the Indigo Girls and i was totally crushed
--when "Con AIr" came out I had such a huge Nicholas Cage fixation. As I look back on it, the crush was quite ridiculous, but at the time, that wife beater and stubble was all I needed
--I was a fan of Sugar Ray's "Fly" because it was like a Sublime rip-off, and seriously who didn't love "40 oz to freedom"? Mark McGrath was hot enough, and "RPM" was a really sexy song, but maybe that's just cause I get off on sex-in-car songs. But then he just started sucking so hard. He did these McG videos that were glittery and lazy in the bad, Creed sort of way. Then, he did Rock n' Roll Jeopardy and proved he was back on top again by his insane ability to know every aspect of music. But what did he do with his coolness reserrection? He f-in became a fag by appearing in Backstag Sluts 2 and then becamse a slut himself on "Extra". What a waste
I can listen to people talk about stuff all day. But I think I'll be less enthusiastic if they do an "I love the 70's" sequal
-I remember when Olestra came out. I never trust most warning labels on medicines, etc, because as a physicians daughter I know that they're just lip service to litigators, so I wasn't worried about the Olestra warning label "May cause internal bleeding, diarhea, stomach cramps, nauseau, and anal leakage". Margaret and I went out and bought a pack of "wow!" chips and were mowing them down with salsa, making fun of the label. All went well for about twenty minutes when all of a sudden I was gripped by the worst series of stomach cramps imagineable. Margaret made a bolt for the toilet, and we were sick for the rest of the day, strange since our family has some of the strongest immune systems ever. I am not suprised the product didn't make it
-I did like "Romeo + Juliet" despite Leonardo DiCaprio's hideous acting.
-Hal Sparks and Michael Ian Black are like god's gift to comedy, aren't they? And those Modern Humorist Guys aren't too bad either.
-I remember being more upset about the OJ Simpson Trial than anything else. Interestingly enough, what I remember most clearly is the circumstances in which I heard it. There was a protocol in turning our trays to the lunch lady where we had to put silverware on one side, the cub on another, and the plates stacked with trash on top. For no particular reason, Becky and I decided we would take it upon our selves to arrange people's trays for them. I would stand by the door leading to the dish return area and stop students, rearranging the trash on their trays. There were several embarassing situations that occured during my occupation as a tray tender, one of which was the very fact that I was such a pathetic weirdo that I would rearrange trash instead of going out and talking in the quad like a normal junior high student. Then, in an incident which qualifies as one of the most embarrassing moments of my life, some toilet paper I was using to stop a sudden menses onslaught dropped out as I was walking over to fix someone's ice cream mess. I looked down in horror, and in a moment of panic decided to pretend it wasn't mine. As I edged towards the exit, I heard someone say, "Gross! What is that?!" as I bolted to the door. But after that, the OJ trial was the enxt most embarassing tray time incident. When his verdict came out, I was so angry I kept talking loudly about the injustice and the ignorance, and I kept banging everyone's plates together, splattering potatoes and milk everywhere. WHile I was mad, most of the theatrics were done for attention, so when a teacher came over and told me to calm down in front of everyone, I felt like the idiot I was.
-My mother is the only one I know of thus far who saw part of the Tommy/Pam Anderson sex tape. Anyone else want to fess up?
-I hated "Singled Out" and I hate Jenny McCarthy and her stupid "I'm one of the guys" act which basically consisted of flatulance and burping, as if that's all it takes.
-If I see this Cortisol commercial one more time, I will go postal and murder every man woman and child on this street
-You know that MArv Albert thing happened at the Hilton at DFW right? I passed by it on my way to the airport this morning.
--I really liked that Meredith Brooks song like crazy. I was expecting her to be like another Fiona Apple, and then I see her interviews and I hear her other songs and then realized she was one of those Lilith Fair hippies like the Indigo Girls and i was totally crushed
--when "Con AIr" came out I had such a huge Nicholas Cage fixation. As I look back on it, the crush was quite ridiculous, but at the time, that wife beater and stubble was all I needed
--I was a fan of Sugar Ray's "Fly" because it was like a Sublime rip-off, and seriously who didn't love "40 oz to freedom"? Mark McGrath was hot enough, and "RPM" was a really sexy song, but maybe that's just cause I get off on sex-in-car songs. But then he just started sucking so hard. He did these McG videos that were glittery and lazy in the bad, Creed sort of way. Then, he did Rock n' Roll Jeopardy and proved he was back on top again by his insane ability to know every aspect of music. But what did he do with his coolness reserrection? He f-in became a fag by appearing in Backstag Sluts 2 and then becamse a slut himself on "Extra". What a waste
I can listen to people talk about stuff all day. But I think I'll be less enthusiastic if they do an "I love the 70's" sequal
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