New Year's Eve and it's hard to believe
another zodiac has gone around.

While you drank yourself high on hoping
and watched the ceiling spin from the ground.

Counting down from ten it's time
to make your annual prayer.

Secret santa in the sky
when will I get my share?

Then you tell yourself
what you want to hear.

Cause you have to believe.

This will be my year.

This will be my year...Semisonic


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Monday, March 01, 2004

My Squaw is your Squaw. Your Squaw is my Squaw. Our Squaw is here to stay...

I am typing this while sitting on the basement stairs. Edgar is swirling around me and under my knees. Right now he's making nice with my left shoulder. Gilly's horizontal on the couch with Freddie plastered to his chest. Now Edgar is rubbing his cheek on my Wi Fi card. Seton Hall is getting wooped by U Conn.

Could the U Conn audience be comprised of more white people? I don't think so.

So I had a crisis of conscious to today regarding this blog. It will be one of many I am sure. See, I need an alias for anything I write that ends up on popgurls.com. And while Little Squaw is the name of this blog it really doesn't reference me so much. I don't run around referring to myself as Little Squaw. Little being something that I had to tolerate so long as a child that it irks me still. Only I can call myself "little" and I am not very "little" anymore so in reality the only person who calls me "little" is Gilly. That's what love enables people to do.

So I was on the phone with Loki (formerly Heather P. but Loki being her popgurl name)...check out her content on the site. She's rather funny if I do say so myself. Someday her name will be a hyperlink in my blog but until then feel free to click on the link on the left. Anyway we had a conversation regarding my handle and then she said, "Gert's your friend right? How about Gimlet?" Gimlet makes me giggle 'cause this blog started with the "Gimlet Girl." Gimlet is the drink that I miss most in a gin loving, lime craving, cute glass sipping kind of way.

Gimlet reminds me of Gidget and Gimli and so it's fine with me. Plus Gimlets are slightly old fashioned yet very hip at the same time. So it has been done. A G handle of mine being Gimlet.

As per hotwired.com...
Although popular enough in the UK, the Gimlet was rarely ordered elsewhere, and when spotted, was considered more an affectation of Anglophiles than a refreshing drink. Fortunately, Raymond Chandler did for the Gimlet what Ian Fleming did for the Martini. Chandler's chauvinistic American sleuth, Philip Marlowe, sipped Gimlets as smoothly as James Bond seduced double agents. Marlowe, who never went by "Mr.," picked up a penchant for Gimlets from the war-scarred sot Terry Lennox in the 1953 novel The Long Goodbye. "What they call a Gimlet is just some lime or lemon juice and gin," says Mr. Lennox, letting us wonder if "they" was a reference to those of Los Angeles or those of any American bar. "A real Gimlet is half gin and half Rose's lime juice, and nothing else. It beats Martinis hollow."

So as predicted the boy from my dream called me no less than two times today. I called him no less than two times and we exchanged no less than four emails. All in the name of getting the job done. One conversation involved the discussion of his soon to be born nephew's brisk and him uttering the phrase, "Snip snip." And thus the dream evaporated! I can't help but laugh.

I emplore Loki to keep the fire burning on her crush or her dreams of prom and a boy rumored to have tourrette's will have all been for nothing!

Random Oscar comments...Am I the only one who thought that it was the most boring Oscars ever? I mean it was a real snooze fest. Plus all those dresses were cruel to the average woman's ego, all clingy to the rear. Do you realize what kind of butt you'd need to pull of any of those? But given that fact the Oscars are a chance a to show off you new surgery well I am guessing there was a lot of caboose fat suckage going on prior to the show.

My SVP who's five or so months pregnant and still a size 8 thought that Nicole Kidman looked, "Great!" I think that she looked like a willow wisp. Though we did agree that Peter Jackson couldn't have looked sloppier. She said, "Next to him Jim Belushi would look quite special." True...he kind of looks a lot like Captain Lou Albano sans the rubberbands.

Why doesn't Charlize Theron have an accent if she's all Miss South Africa? Do you think the majority of South Africans look and sound like her? Gilly says that it's all about the Dutch settlement. But where did her accent go? I know a crazy South African who also happens to be white and she sounds like someone from Absolutely Fabulous. All sorts of, "Dahling..." I am thinking vocal coach. I have a friend whose husband's family moved from New Zealand when he was in high school and he was embarassed about his accent. So embarassed that his parents hired a vocal coach to help him lose it. Can you say, "What a waste of an accent?" Hellllooooo, New Zealand Accent ='s Chick Magnet. Do the math!

Also did anyone notice the one hobbit who had a finger extended on the side of his face the whole time during the final acceptance? I didn't TiVo it and now I wish that I had. I am not entirely convinced that it was his index finger. I think that it might have been his middle finger. Sassy hobbits...

And regarding the discussion of this blog elsewhere and the question I was asked as to whether Little Squaw can be perpetuated via linkage and discussion.

Please feel free. My Squaw is your Squaw.

Going to bed early tonight. YAY!

posted by JustKeepMum on 9:16 PM