Setting Sail to the high seas on one hell of a motely cruise!

http://www.bestweekever.tv/2007/04/11/sailing-failure/

Um. check please, I am off to sail the mighty seas with non-other the boys of motely crue.... Ok maybe if I had the money or was willing to sell my first child, I would . I guess I lack the dedication of a true eighties metal fan, but I mean come on most girls my age in the height of the 80s wanted to marry prince charming, I wanted to marry the guy who was re-paving our drive way because of his slight resemblance to Jon Bon Jovi.

Possibly the most witty blog observation ever made was by the best week ever staff to include the last paragraph in which RATT became RAT after losing a member and the new bassist was a native of Kansas City (who lives there really.... crickets crickets.... me looking guilty, and slow hand up) and a gym teach no less.

Some days I love my job, this one, why because I read this story. No I didn't cure cancer, or get someones' tax return done on time, or even save a little kitten from a tree, but hey we all can't be productive, creativity would suffer greatly.

As I read this article I imagined myself taking to the high seas with my girls Tiffany and crystal (standard). We would be wearing our day-glow bikinis, our mesh midriffs, our short shorts, are amazingly styled crimped and curly big hair blown in the wind. I would be with the Jon look alike of course (now a bit older and sporting a balding mullet and a fringe coated to tight leather jacket). My friends would be with their husbands that used to look like the twins from Nelson (gotta love that reference) but now kind of look like fat hulk hogans rocking the nascar jackets. We would sip on wine coolers and work on our tans, all while showing off our his and her superman tats (an homage to Jon) while Tiffany shows of her rose with thorns wrapped in a chain, representing her love for poison. We would eagerly await the chance to launch our bikini tops at the stage wishing Skid Row could have made it. Not to mention the champagne of beers (name it and I will give you a penny) cascading down a waterfall so all you have to do is tilt you head back and enjoy.
At some point Larry (the bon jovi look-a-like) would stand on a table and ask everyone if they wanted to see the tiger grrrroooowl, much to my horror the tiger was a belly tattoo, the table would buckle, break and we'd be off to our room. When back at our room we would upon arrival trash the place, like true rockers do. Who cares where this cruise is heading, in my dream it must be heaven.

Happy Friday All. Sweet Dreams of Tiger Tattoos and Rocking Balding Mullets.

Celebrity Face Recognition

So upon working hard, or in my case hardly working I stumbled upon this lovely new distraction courtesy of www.myheritage.com. Above is mine which might I add is of course dead on, I mean I get Grace Kelly references all the time (ok maybe not, but the machine says so). With such scientific tools at my disposal I thought I'd try a couple more and this is what I found:

My brother came up with the below matches: I've always thought he looked like Naomi Watts:




I then moved on to my dear friend and loyal reader Helen E. to see just who she looks like and below you can see her matches: And man am I jealous, Angelina Jolie damn you!



Finally for shits and giggles I did my other brother: I have always thought he looks like fred savage lets see the results: ding ding ding we have a winner, he is indeed a fred savage look alike: