Just wondering if anyone out there wants to come over, make me a bowl of cereal and clean up my kitchen?

Yesterday I saw a a preview screening of Knocked Up. Mandy works with Cirque Du Soleli so the whole company got screening preview tickets since the Cirque show that they work on and in, was in the movie.

I was ready to pan it. The trailers make it look like the worst kind of horrible. But, despite my readiness to throw tomatoes and boo, I actually enjoyed it. Really enjoyed it. It was made my the same people as The 40 Year Old Virgin. So, if you liked that movie, I can almost guarantee you’ll like this one.

Yes, it’s true, my once pithy and insightful blog has turned into a a movie review site.

Now, I’m walking over to Caesers Palace to eat some salmon and then walk over to the Paris Diamond room to flirt with the Puerto Rican bar tenders and learn some street Spanish.

We spent some time yesterday making paper airplanes and trying to hit the people on the red carpet here for the Country Music Awards. We failed at that but had one epic flight that ended up landing on top of a monorail car speeding down the track.

I am sitting on the tan living room couch. Yes, out of the white, puffy bed and onto the couch. My Sunday is consisting of switching the television between a BBC marathon of Absolutely Fabulous and a SciFi original called Snake King starring one of the less fortunate Baldwins….I think Shekky Baldwin.

I’m eating handfulls of Whoppers (the original malted milk balls), downloading music illegally and feeling okay about both. Eating the waxy maltballs should be fine, the container says 30% less fat. Although I’d probably be better off by just shoving tablespoons of white sugar directly in my mouth.

It is two forty in the morning and I am buying books off of Amazon. I am not sleeping, but I feel pretty good about it. We bought a swanky humidifier to go with our swanky yet humidity-less place. The human body operates so much better when it gets the proper amounts of water.

In my attempts to qualify for super saver shipping and to expand my horizons, I am asking for some book recommendations. Thanks to Debido_Shodo The Black Swan is already on there.

Blue Andy
Originally uploaded by cindigodotcom.

I haven’t been taking pictures for a while and I should. This is an old one from last year, but I was inspired to post it today. It’s from last year in Colorado when we dressed up in costumes and drove bikes en masse from bar to bar.

I was going to write that we still aren’t doing anything exciting, but that’s not really true. Andy’s is playing hockey. I took my first swing dancing class at a cool, dingy, dark bar next to the Viva Las Vegas Wedding Chapel. We’ve both been working out at the gym and getting sun at the pool and playing ferocious games of Scrabble. We’ve had tons of couchsurfers and spent time hanging out with them, showing the seedy underbelly of Las Vegas. And by seedy underbelly I mean the pool, the fountains at Bellagio and some mid to low priced buffets.

So yeah, we’re still here, and we still miss you.

It is almost midnight. I’m laying on the bed typing this while whitening my teeth. Yes, it’s true. How lame am I? Tanning by the pool and teeth whitening? Good god, what have I become?

In more exciting news….well, there is no more exciting news. I’m still laying on the puffy white island practicing Spanish, drinking orange and mint tea some, and working out at the gym more. I feel pretty good, but that doesn’t make for very interesting journal entries now does it?