"Platica.Textea.Chocea." And, I Was Jealous Of A Girl's Shoes.

Hello:

Back to cause more disgrace.


I am liking the Hispanic nature of this:
I saw a billboard recently that said, "Platica. Textea. Chocea."
It was located on I-30 West going toward downtown.

The translation is: Talk. Text. Crash.

As I stated, I do like the fact that a billboard is geared at the Hispanic community.
But what I want to highlight is the fact that the word "textea" is kind of a made up word.
It has probably been invented since the dawn of texting. I have not heard it frequently used in Spanish.

It made me chuckle! Hardy har har.


Also, I saw a girl who was walking home from school Friday (actually, it was on Abrams Road) who was wearing high-top sneakers, white jeans or pants, and a pink football jersey honoring someboday. Who? Who knows.
She was really young, probably about 8 or 9.

So, what I want to highlight is that I was jealous of her shoes.
High-tops give me an 80's flashback.

Except for seeing them here and there, I did not know they still made them.

Yours in high-top land,

AND, What are you doing for May Day?


Alice
n.d.h.

Honoring Daisy The Dog. And Welcome to the Big D, Where I Am Running For My Life

Hello
all:

Back to fill those crevices that may or may not exist in your life.

I will be running the Big D half marathon today. Yes, I will be running for my life.

Getting serious for a moment:

I have an elderly neighbor who has been faithfully walking his dog for about 10 years or so. Recently, I saw him walking by himself. He informed me that his dog, Daisy, had died. And he said, "there's been a lot of sadness in our house for the last couple of weeks."
It's pretty strange to get choked up about a dog that is not yours. However, during a time when some people choose to harm their children, or don't love the humans they are supposed to love, it is nice that he cared so much about

his dog. This picture is not exactly what Daisy looked like; however, it is the closest thing I could find.

Music "News": I am deciding if I like the Adele song, "Rumor Has It" enough to add the video. The jury is still out.

THE END.

Alice
north dallas homegirl

Happy Tax Day.

Who Wants To Smell Your Smelly Feet? And, If Being a Cowboys Cheerleader Is Your Dream, Cheer Away

Back with a tale of disgrace (Remember, I tell it like it is):

I was in a movie theatre last Friday.
A couple of rows in front of me was a young couple, who were perhaps seeing a movie before they were going to do it later (See above disclaimer. I am not intending to offend anyone). Both were MAYBE in their early 20s.

A little bit after the movie started, the girl, who was wearing flip-flops, decided to take off her shoes.

Let me paint a scene, needlessly: she decided to take off her flip flops, then decided to rest her feet casually on the chair in front of her. We could all view her painted toenails.

Within a few rapid seconds...

her date also disrobed his feet, placing his gray (I think!) socks on the chair in front of him.

Here is a carbon copy, my readers, of my face at the time that he was doing it:

The "date" as it were, left his feet on the chair. It all went down during the latest Will Ferrell flick.
Here are my comments: 1.) A movie theatre is a public place. You are not in your living room. Your mom is not the only one watching. 2.) Who wants to smell your smelly feet?? This applies whether they are barefoot or clothed in socks.

In Music News:
(Ode to Female Rappers):
I heard a rap song on the radio recently (I think it was called "Make It Rain," but I am not positive). There is a brief interlude by a female rapper, and after I heard it I was reminded of WHY I liked female rappers while I was growing up (the key here is: all through junior high and also into high school).
Female rappers always seemed brash, and fiesty... in a powerful way!
While I am not saying they are ALL great, these can be good qualities to emulate.

Annoying Songs category: during the past few weeks, I have heard the song "We Are Young," by Fun, more times than I would have liked. Many times it has been on 106.1 FM. I believe I did like it the first time I heard it, but that was a momentary mistake.

Aside from the repetitive, bad 80's song chorus, the track is annoying. It is an unwelcome presence in my day. Fun is not FUN.

The worst outfit I have seen lately: At Richland College recently, a girl was chatting on the phone in the hallway, and I saw her while I was on a break from class. She was wearing: an off-the-shoulder sweatshirt that read, "DALLAS COWBOYS CHEERLEADER," with a tank top underneath, and, tight jeans.
If being a Dallas Cowboys cheerleader is your dream, then go for it. There is no need to torture us with the sweatshirt.

Gentle Readers: ever feel like your space is being invaded by someone who wants to feel closey-closey? I feel that way ALMOST every day.

The End.

goodbye,
Alice
(n.d.h.)