"These Pigs Wanna Blow My House Down, Head Underground, To The Next Town."

Hello:
The lyric above is from Cypress Hill.
More specifically, it is from the song (a 1993 song!) described below.
I was listening to Cypress Hill's "Insane In The Brain" (Watch it here) because it came on the radio, about a couple of days ago.
And, I had a wonder-filled--almost--moment of awe, where I asked, are the kids still listening to this?

(Disclaimer: I am not advocating any disrespect to police officers).

Read the lyrics. They are from Metro Lyrics.

I watched a little bit of Emily Owens, MD.

This is how it worked out: I said I would watch it for silly reasons, and I did.

Keep it simple, please.
The End

Alice
Or
North Dallas Homegirl.

A Spare Priest, To All Quinceaneras: Por Favor!, And Spare Me The Resort Details

Hello all:

Recently, I was at church.
I glanced to the side of the main stage, (that is not really what it's called--how about collective religious area ) and there was a priest sitting nonchalantly in a pew. He looked a little bored. Or a lot bored.
How convenient, I thought.
It's a Spare Priest!

Later on in the mass, he actually did something, leading me to believe he was not, in fact, a Spare Priest.

Moving on: I have seen many quinceanera dresses lately that are nothing less than horrors.
(For those who are Mexi-CAN'T and not Mexi-CAN, "quinceanera" describes an event held in honor of a girl who is turning 15. A coming-of-age deal).
Back to the dress.
I have seen a dress that was almost neon orange, two dresses that were a sickly pink, and a dress whose bottom half was made of gold and black splotches. All four of these dresses contained millions of ruffles. I understand that some people like ruffles, but let's not go overboard.
I literally felt sorry for a couple of the girls who were wearing these dresses. Ladies, (Amigas), just remember that it is possible to pick a classy quinceanera dress, without being completely tacky. If nothing else, go shopping for an evening gown--then call it your "quinceanera" dress.

Moving on again: I received a letter in the mail, based on a contest I entered, stating that I had won either--$49,000, a new Mercedes, BMW, or Porsche, a 1,500 shopping spree, a 5-day and 4 night Exotic Island Adventure, OR 500.00 Cash. When I filled out the contest form, there was a brand new Camaro that I was told would be given away--much different from any of the cars listed.
When I called the 800 number to ask about my prize, I was told I would have to go to a resort in Flint, Texas to find out which prize I received. I was told, if I wanted, I could take a 90-minute tour, when I was there!
After careful consideration, I did not talk much longer to the person on the phone.
The company that is doing this is called AVC Travel, of North Richland Hills, Texas. They do not have a web site.

Keep It Simple.
Goodbye.
Alice
North Dallas Homegirl

I took this picture outside of a building at Fair Park. During the state fair. The plaque is honoring women who contributed during the Civil War. It actually is an interesting plaque, and talks about the great effort made by women in diverse occupations.
The reason I took the picture is because of the middle paragraph.
It states the words, "man's work." I don't know if you can tell, but I tried to hone in on those words.

It reminded me that, I am sure these words are still used by many people!

The End.

Are You Supposed To Spray Your Head? A Site To Honor Big Tex, And What Was That Leaf Blower Doing?

Hello
In the bathroom of a bar that adjoins to a major concert venue, I tried to use the soap. The automatic dispenser was located ABOVE eye level.
When the soap shot out, it made a sort of parabola. If I was standing in the right spot, it would have reached my head.
I was thinking, or am now thinking, are you supposed to place the soap on your head?

Lovely. Just lovely.

Here is a site to honor Big Tex. It was started by Avery.

I know that is not very much information, but, if you click on the facebook page you will find out more.
As you may know, the towering cowboy burned recently, at the state fair of texas.

I see many landscaping professionals using leaf blowers in Dallas. (Buy One Here). The problem is that most of the time, they are not blowing leaves.
One day I saw a leaf-blower user blowing away flowers on the sidewalk.
I have a feeling these machines are overrated.

Most of the time, they are just blowing air onto the sidewalk.
If you want more details on obtaining a leaf blower, click here.

Thank you for reading the blog.
Alice

Or
North Dallas Homegirl

And here is one more picture of Big Tex.
Since you love him so much.


The End

Kimbra, I Am Jealous Of Your Bangs

Hello, hello.

Here is a link to a Rolling Stone story about Kimbra. I decided to post it because it is well-written. And I am re-capping some of the people I have talked about.

I blogged about her a few months back.
Kimbra is a chick whose bangs I am jealous of.

THE END
I reckon there oughtta be a big Big Tex thank you to all you folks who've been reading.

Alice
North
Dallas
Homegirl

Big Tex, Rest In Peace, Always

Hi There

New and improved:
In case you haven't heard, Big Tex, the icon of the state fair of texas has suffered.

Here is what happened.

If you checked earlier, the link should be working now.

Here he is in happier times.


Goodbye.
Alice
North
Dallas
Homegirl

Would A Doctor Run And Hide? And, Want Some Grunting With That Newspaper?

Hello, hello.

There is a show, that I watched, called Emily Owens, MD. (See the pilot here).
I am not sure if a first-year surgery resident would really go and hide, eating chocolate, if she was having a "bad day." (I don't think she would be able to). That is what the character played by Mamie Gummer does. Her picture is below.


She is the daughter of Meryl Streep.

Here they both are:

I will probably watch it again for silly reasons.

I was in Whataburger. Even though there are many references, it is not my favorite place.
A couple was there. They were probably in their 60s, and both reading the morning paper. They were driving a green Volkswagen.
It took me a little while to realize this was really happening: While the man made comments about what was in the paper (it mostly sounded like grunting), the woman did the crossword. Silently!
It seemed to be a routine for them.

The End
Thanks for reading the blog.
Alice
North
Dallas
Homegirl

A Cowboy, Glasses, And What's Hot And What's Not: Completely Unscreened

Hello

This cowboy

works at the State Fair. He helps to direct traffic and serves as an Information Specialist (well, that is what I call it). Even though there are thousands of cars that pass by every day, he is nice to everyone. It can be a challenge. (I do not know his name).
Big Tex would be pleased.

I was wearing my glasses while walking earlier. Just walking outside briefly.
My glasses are big and clunky.
Everyone looks slightly blurry, when I have them on--just a little drawback.
I saw a neighbor coming down the street. My first thought was, "is she going to make fun of my glasses?" I don't know why the self-consciousness was there.
Just lovely.

A continuing and not necessarily ending segment, What's Hot/Not:
What's Hot:
Going to the movies
Looking up directions before you leave the house or apt.(Or, using your phone if you must).

What's Not:
Over-texting pretty much anyone (These are some quick rules. I'm sure that more exist).

Not tipping at any place or during any activity that requires a tip. (Again, some rules of etiquette. However, I just found them. You may find a better site).

Ads that state they offer "Part Time" work for "students," and then state that they are for customer service or telemarketing.

Goodbye,

Thank you for reading the blog.

Alice
North
Dallas
Homegirl

Write By Night, And "Can You Do Me A Favor? I Need a Jumper Cable."

Since I have proof there are at least SOME writers that read this blog, there is a helpful site called Write By Night.
They are located in Austin, Texas. While it's confusing to figure out EXACTLY what they do...
it looks like they provide a bunch of services for writers, such as coaching, mentoring, and other things. I like the idea of writing by night, since that is what a lot of people do.

I do know that you can subscribe to their newsletter, and to their blog. And, I found them on Linked In.

The other day while at Whataburger in the morning, a man approached me and said in broken english, while he waved around jumper cables, "Can you do me a favor? I need a jumper cable?" He happened to be asian. He actually meant, "a jump," because he already had the jumper cables!

In any case, I said no, because I had to go to class.
And, who knows how long it would have taken to give him a jump?
He seemed annoyed, and I felt like he assumed I was going to say yes.
In some cases, I would not mind, but this time it was a no.

A picture from main street garden in downtown Dallas.


The End.

Thank you for reading.

Alice
North Dallas Homegirl