[I like to think of myself as a pretty easy going gal, and try not to sweat the small stuff. But sometimes (ok, maybe slightly more often) the general cluelessness, carelessness and overall stupididty of some things and or/people really gets to me. I find that venting is the most efficient way to rid myself of the stress that idiots, wrong meal orders, lack of cell phone ettiquette and cheese flavored products (that don’t even contain any freaking cheese!) induce.

So, in an attempt to avoid an ulcer or an unfortuante road rage incident I vent to you, dear reader. Please feel free to join in and comment about anything–really, anything–that pissed. you. off. this week. Did your roommate leave dirty dishes all over your kitchen? Did your 8 am professor ‘forget’ to tell you class was cancelled? Did some girl on her cell with bad high-lights and tacky bumper stickers that say “angel” and other clever things cut you off today? Let it all hang out. I feel you.] Read More »

I’ll be there for you...unless you make this stupid movie

Penis Enlargements! for a month

Heidi Montag sings about getting wasted and boinking randoms

Who is going to read this?  Seriously.

Kate Beckinsale gets randomly randy…in front of her kids

Get nude, and get paid

Christopher Hitchens gets waterboarded..for 30 seconds…and freaks

Will Smith just can’t play a convincing a**hole

How to give good email

Finally.  A realistic sex scene (complete with a towel and creepy grandma picture)

I once wrote an acrostic poem about my love of spam that went something like this:

Salty slab of not quite bacon —
Pig flesh so curiously pink,
Are you ever not on my mind,
Mocking my every taste bud?

I take comfort in the fact that I can buy a spam musubi from any 7-Eleven in Honolulu. If I need a pick-me-up or just something to fill my tummy, I head to the local convenience store and purchase this Hawaiian staple for just $1.09.

Spam is good prepared in other foods too, like next to scrambled eggs for breakfast or in fried rice for dinner. It really is the other white meat — except it’s pink.

And there is a reason why we Hawaiians love spam to such a degree that we consume more of it than any other locale in the world. (Almost 5 million cans of Spam are purchased per year). As the major Pacific port during World War II, spam was brought to the islands by the boatload mainly because it didn’t require refrigeration and it provided protein and sustenance for military personnel. For nearly 60 years now, numerous spam dishes have been invented and several continue to be special local recipes.

To be honest, though, I am only partial to spam musubi, which is really just a warm sushi. If you’re brave enough, here is my personal recipe to try it for yourself. Read More »

I’ve decided to make my Nana a “blogstar” by sharing two of my very favorite recipes with all of my most near and dear blog friends.

Though I truly love everything that the divas like Paula Dean and Rachael Ray do on The Food Network, my Nana still wins. Hands down.

Sitting down and enjoying a recipe that you know your Dad or Mom devoured as a kid makes the meal taste even better–provided it isn’t some strangely cooked SPAM, which isn’t so delicious (though I’m sure some of you would argue about this.)

I could have kept this special meal in my recipe book, but why not share the love, right? Plus, you can make it on a relatively low budget and it’s filling!

So have at it!

CHICKEN DINNER CASSEROLE Read More »

Oh, Myspace! How we love denying all your porn spam. How we love the hours we spend perusing your bad, drunken poetry and those lovely 3 a.m. photos of beer pong. Wait a second…

The next time we log in to Myspace, let’s just hit delete. January 30 is International Delete Your Myspace Account Day. The idea was started by Bloggasm’s Simon Owens, who realized life is too short to wait for excessive banner ads to load.

Do we really need to know when the kid who sits behind us in Chemistry class celebrates his birthday? Do we really enjoy all those crappy Kelly Clarkson songs blaring from random profiles? And let’s not even get into Top 8 drama. Think of the hours we could save by not stalking our secret crushes online. Maybe we’d have time to study for that French quiz after all.

Then there’s Myspace remorse. We can’t forget that it’s not just hot boys and our best friends who check out our profiles. Remember that bleary-eyed photo from last weekend’s party– the one with all those empty PBR cans? Think about mom seeing it. Or worse, a prospective employer could find it. According to this New York Times article, job recruiters are using Myspace and Facebook as alternative background checks. Let’s start cleaning up those profiles, ladies!

Or Better yet, let’s just say no to Myspace

~CHecK oUT mY FRee WeBcaM!~

No thanks, Fembot.

Online-dating sites, while fun and successful for those in the know, can be very daunting to your average, not-so-computer-savvy individual. Getting lost in the sea of PC-murdering spam and creepy come-hithers when looking for a date online is quite simple when you don’t have a clue what to do.

What gives, internet?

Bridging the gap between the informal, formal and humorous is WooMe, an intuitive way to meet people online in a more interactive fashion. Read More »

I remember when this odd new website, thefacebook.com, first surfaced at the beginning of my sophomore year in college. I thought it was a weird stalkery thing that would never really catch on. Well, boy was I wrong.

At first, I was anti-facebook and refused to put a picture up and only opened an account so that I could see what all the broohaha was about. After a few months, I looked like the creepy one with only a question mark to represent me. So, I gave in and posted my first facebook picture.

In my mind, the aspect that made facebook legitimate at first was the fact that it ONLY for college students. Somehow that justified it to me and seemed to minimize the amount of creepy old men posing as fourteen-year-olds that could be on it.

But now, The New York Times reports that Facebook is heading towards a future more similar to that of Myspace, and that sucks.

“Some of the new features, demonstrated by software developers at a Facebook event, will allow members to recommend and listen to music, insert Amazon book reviews onto their pages, play games and join charity drives, all without leaving the site.

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