What do Frank Zappa, Jane Goodall, Vanna White and I have in common?

I know, you think you know the answer. The Vanna White thing tipped you off. The thing that Frank Zappa, Jane Goodall, Vanna White and I have in common is that we all like(d) to crochet! FAIL! You're only half right, which also makes you half wrong. Vanna and I do share a love for crochet, but guess again my friends.  We all make good Pant Hoots? Wrong! Give up? Frank Zappa, Jane Goodall, Vanna White and I have performed on the stage at the Palace of Fine Arts. Cool, eh? OK, so I haven't actually performed yet, but I will, so there. On Saturday October 24 at 8pm and Sunday October 25 at 1pm and 6pm I will be able say that I've danced on the same stage that Tito Puente played on. That's so freaking cool! I'm very excited. My hubby and daughter, my inlaws, my friend P and a friend of his, my friend KQ and a friend of hers, and my co-worker and her sister are coming. Very cool. I can't wait to see you in the audience.

There is a bit of sadness connected to it, though.

There are a few people I really wanted to come, but they are not. I could just chalk it up to some of my friends being flaky, maybe some of them don't want to spend the $25 per ticket, maybe for some of them dance just isn't their thing, but I have to tell you, this bothers me.

I'm not alone, however. I was talking to a few of my Hula Sisters about this. One of my hula sisters said that a friend she had known since grade school isn't coming. I do as well. Another hula sister has some friends who know she dances, and they think "good for her" but aren't really interested. I have friends like that, too. We decided that our flaky friends weren't bad people, they just don't realize how much this means to us and we just need to suck it up and get over it already.

We have become so invested in this show with more practices than our families have patience for, we're spending money on costumes, making our own leis. We walk around with headphones on doing mini hula as we walk down the hallways or down the street. We hula at red lights strapped into our seats. We are constantly practicing, thinking about the show, figuring out how we're going to do our hair and makeup. Trying to remember where we are in the line-up. Our lives have been on hold and we forget that with as much as hula means to us, it doesn't mean that much to our friends who aren't a part of it. Well friends, we are inviting you to be a part of it. All you got to do is pay $25 and sit relatively still for 90 minutes, and you're done. An opportunity like this doesn't come often and we're excited about it, we want you to be a part of it.

Done lamenting.

Who would win in a fight? Buffy and the Scoobies or Sylar?

Well, of course we all would want Buffy to win but I don't think it would happen unless we were dealing with mid-series Scoobies. Willow would have to have more power than just wearing overalls and hacking into computers and she couldn't be all "I can't use magic because it makes me kooky" although she would need the skill of skinning, like when she skinned that guy who killed her girlfriend Tara. I don't know where the Werewolf boyfriend would come in. I think that Sylar would steal his ability/curse thinking that would be a cool power and it would turn out that Werewolf-Sylar would be a bad combo. Cordelia wouln't be of any help. Spike would have to be, at the very least, chaotic good. Xander would be good, expecially if the vengance demon was his girlfriend, but not after they broke up. Miles would have to have is magic store and he'd have to be there and not tucked away somewhere in England. Of course we'd need the help of Faith, too. With all of them working together, they might be able to harm Sylar and make him go away, but I don't think they'd win the war, only the battle. Eventually his werewolf abilities would be what brings him down. The next full moon he'd turn in to a werewolf and the powers he stole from Ted would kick in and he'd blow himself up.

Hubby and I like to get series of shows on netfix and watch those instead of regular TV. The first series we watched was Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I wasn't too in to it, but I promised Hubby I'd do one season. I dug it so much we watched all 7 seasons over one summer.
Right now we're watching Heroes. We are about 3 episodes into season 2. I'm enjoying it, but not as much as I enjoyed Buffy.
I had a Heroes dream last night.
I went back and forth between being the main character in the dream and being an observer of things happening. I was on a coach with a lot of people. In my dream I knew who they were, but I don't think it's any body I know in real life. We were going south on the 101. We had just passed the 380 connector to the 280. Out to our left we saw a bunch of walkers from the SGK breast cancer 3-day walk.  I cheered out the window for them. I've done a few walks in my day so I knew they liked being 'woo-hood' at. There were a lot of Warming Hut Hotties walking.

Then all of the sudden I was being chased on foot. Well, sometimes I was being chased and sometimes I was watching the chase. The person who took my place, the person who was being chased when I was an observer looked like Julia Roberts. She wasn't Julia Roberts, she just looked like her, except her hair wasn't as pretty. At one point, the Julia Roberts doppelganger got caught by the guy chasing her/me.
He threw her to the ground and then showed her a little dirt clod in the shape of a scarab.

On the belly of the scarab was an intricate carving of grape vines and in the grape vines was the symbol from Heroes cut into the block of vines kind of like a crop circle. The man asked if she/I recognized the symbol. She/I said yes. He walked away. Dream over.

mmmmm . . . . Pork.

I love me a good BLT. There's one I really love, in particular, but I  hardly ever get because it's $8 and probably really bad for me. In fact, I only get it when I'm super-PMSing or I'm having a bad week and I need a treat. This is never-ever an every day item. It's called a B.L.A.S.T. which stands for Bacon, Lettuce, Avocado, Swiss Cheese and Tomato. I like it on toasted light rye bread. The yummy sounding crunch, the way my teeth cut through the sandwich and I feel the creamy avodado, the crunchy lettuce, the juicy tomato and the little bits of grease that squeeze out of the many lawers of warm bacon. mmmmmmm.

Today on FB my friend VB posted a picture of all the McDonalds in the USA. I checked out the website the graphic came from. It was pretty interesting, interesting enough to hold my attention when I should have been working. I came across this. The Purest BLT in the World. They guy created the purest BLT in the world created a flow chart illustrating The Purest BLT in the World came to be. Check it out. The guy has a blog onehungrychef.blogspot.com. I took a look at it. Enough bacon on his blog to keep me interested, I'd say.

Just rambling today.