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Oh that guy is so funny when he's tired. My new post for the Calgary Herald has to do with a little equality, respect in the enviroment and those damn yappy dogs.Posted by Bella at 7:24 AM# PARENTS KILLED BY NINJAS, NEED $$ FOR KUNG-FU LESSONS Seriously, this guy (ok, street bum) was holding this sign along 17th Avenue last night. I really wish I had given him some cash because that, I thought, was freakin brilliant.Posted by Bella at 1:59 AM# Is it weird that I talk to my fish? My car dealership had so much going for them. That was before last night. Besides Roger's super swell service in the service centre, this Honda dealership is going down hill - and quick.Mike and I went to pick up Al last night from the body shop (um... maybe you remember or not - he got hit by a lady who drove a wheelchair... my jaw dropped too), and after we were about to leave, the sales manager who negotiated the price of my car with me was standing there smoking. Ok, so maybe I saw him and just didn't feel like engaging in chit chat seeing how I just wrote a rather mean letter to the General Manager of the store telling him his salesguy was an idiot, but no - he wanted to talk. He didn't want to talk about the weather or how the Rolling Stones were coming to town - he wanted to talk about the low grade I gave the dealership on the customer satisfaction survey. Grrrrrreat. I had to reiterate to him I don't know how many times that it wasn't the dealership, it was his dumbass salesguy (who - funny enough, lied to me again and it took his co-worker, Greg, to tell me the truth). See, before I bought Alistair the 2nd Simon Rodeo, I asked if there was a new body style Civic coming out in the near future and wow - there is. In about 2 months... my salesguy told me 2 years. Um... Rrrrrrright. (I'm just going to file this one away in my "my salesguy is a dumbass" file so I will remember never to buy a car from him again). ANYWAYS. The Salesmanager, let's call him Cornholio for kicks, contiuned to ask me why I roasted the dealership on my survey. So after enough of that banter from him, I motioned to the fact I was leaving. He said, "don't be a stranger" and I said, "don't worry - you still have to put on the spoiler which you are going to give me at cost" and he said, "that was before you gave us a crap review". Oh it's on. I'm not one to make a scene but seriously - don't piss me off. Especially when the pissing match starts after I just spent $26,000 at this dealership. Just because the transaction is done, doesn't mean you have to hold the store survey over my head like a dangling carrot. I can fight back, but I really don't have the patience to. Posted by Bella at 7:46 AM# If music is my lover, you are my tease. Well fuckin' eh. Love it. Love. It. Yah not sure where the title came from, but it's hot - no?Almost time to blow this popsicle stand I like to refer to as Calgary. Alright so maybe it's not that bad. It just kinda seems that bad sometimes. Vancouver is coming at 120 km/h at me, erm, maybe a little quicker on the ol' Coquihalla and I can honestly say I am a little freaked at what the weekend has in store for me. Friends, family, and assorted others will gather to wish my parents their silver anniversary. It's funny how I can plan a conference for close to 2000 people, no problem, but planning a party for 40-50 family members is like trying to keep a fat kid from a Smartie. C'est la vie. Someone's gotta do it. Any takers? And let's just discuss how stupid I think bras are. Now, if it wasn't for the fact they keep me perky, I would be whipping it off in no time. Burning it even. Who's idea was it to strap wire under your breast to keep from sagging? And who thought of the bra sizing system? Like really. I can't find my size - it's like trying to find a needle in a haystack. I guess it's back to the mall after work tonite. Sigh. Maybe I should just get through Monday first. Posted by Bella at 7:28 AM# To my Ma and Pa who, for some greater reason than I can offer, are still holding strong at 25. Also found on the Calgary Herald site.In only a few short weeks, I will be making my way westward to Vancouver where I have organized a small party for my parents. Now, this isn't just any kind of party - this is their 25th wedding anniversary. A milestone to some, just another day to others. To me, this is huge. I can say that I am one of the rare kids my age, lucky enough to have parents who have made it 25 years together. Crazy to believe though that over 50% of marriages these days end in divorce. The dedication to each other through thick and thin, sickness and health, and everything else you proclaim to the witnesses on that special day; has been extraordinarily admirable. But there is something I have noticed and that is our older population, the over 70 age group. They seem to have so much more appreciation and love towards their significant others. What's changed so much in the past couple years that these milestones are so rare amongst my generation? I met a couple over the past weekend who had the love in their eyes as would young teenage kids. Married 62 years, these now mid 80 year olds had a passion to them I definitely hope I can carry through my relationships. They still kissed each other goodnight, he still told her how beautiful she was, and they could finish each others stories. So maybe I am a bit of a sap, but this got my heart in a flutter. Are long term marriages a thing of the past? Are they out like bellbottoms and fabric wallpaper? Or is society more overshadowed by the high profile celebrity breakups, which make us look at the failures in relationships a little closer? Let's hope not. The older couple I met definitely give me something to strive for. And with my parents embarking on the next 25 years of their marriage, they offer even more light at the end of the tunnel. Posted by Bella at 7:01 AM# "They're my 'Come-fuck-me-shoes', fun hey?" Also found on the Calgary Herald Q website.And that is exactly what she said to me too. Now, I know I was created by something - I like to think the stork just dropped me off at the nearest house, but I am smarter to know otherwise. Mom and dad had sex. Gross. What is even more disturbing is when ma shouts out to me that she bought new shoes, dubbed her CFM (come fuck me) shoes. Seriously. No, seriously mom. Ew. When I buy shoes, which seems to happen more times than not, I might call them my sexpot shoes - but I certainly wouldn't dub them anything more. I wear them cuz they're fun, vibrant, full of personality and quasi stylish. I certainly don't expect to get laid when I wear them. But, power to my mom who can scream outloud that these shoes are dubbed with that title. It's amazing how a certain item of clothing can change your perspective on yourself. I am certainly no stranger to fashionista stores such as BCBG and shoe store Nine West; each time I walk out of either store, I feel like a million bucks. Not to mention how my credit card feels... Alright, so maybe it sounds a little hoitey toitey of me, but my thought on the topic is this: you have to feel your best in whatever you're in, whether it's granny underwear or a hot red lacey thong. And goddamnit, if it's shoes that make you feel hot, then buy them and wear them. And if your mom says she's wearing CFM shoes, then so be it. At least she is wild enough to admit that yes, she still has sex with your father. Posted by Bella at 11:17 PM# March of the Penguins. Never once did I get tired of watching these little guys. And never once did I not want to go and get one as a pet.Pet penguin. Posted by Bella at 4:47 PM# Note to self: Write more notes to self.Posted by Bella at 7:08 AM# 3 more days. Sneak a Peak night was probably my best time out on the grounds this year. Calgary's own Strada and Vancouver's Stabilo were rocking it up on the Coke Stage, the grounds were still uncluttered by garbage, the games and rides looked partially amusing, and the fireworks display seemed better than last year's memories. After that, I do believe everything else is just as it is every other year; overpriced, dirty, and fake.Now, don't get me wrong. My Wranglers aren't too tight. I believe this is a great way to get our city on the map in the way of events every year. What I really don't like though are the "Crackerjack-Cowboys" who come out for 10 days of the year and pretend to be boot-wearing hicks. No wonder people think of our town as a Hick-Town or Cow-Town. Heck, I believe it this week. We have what is dubbed the "Greatest Outdoor Show on Earth" right in our own backyard. It is indeed great seeing the studly guys in their hats and wicked attire, kids in cute little cowboy suits, dogs prancing around with cowboy hats, but is the overboozing really necessary? Or does it just come with the partying territory? It seems that for this week of Stampede, everyone lets their inhibition go down the hole. Bars are stocked full of people until all hours of the morning, the cops are working double duty keeping the rowdy of the rowdy from getting too out of control, and the twang of the country that they call music is blaring from every car, truck and bar. Sure, the Stampede is great for the economy. It brings people from all over the world to check out our city, surrounding areas, and take in a little Yeehaw-action. Thank God it isn't like this all year round. I guess I have two options. I can suck it up and throw a cowboy hat on for the week, or I can leave town and come back when the garbage is cleaned up and the carnies have taken their show to Edmonton for Klondike Days. Sigh, the mini-donuts are just so darn good. Posted by Bella at 6:59 AM# Just a little samba. Good evening my fine friends. This week has been good times.Took Rodeo/Simon (toss up between the two names) into Honda today to have some fun 3M rock guard put on him and ended up with a stellar deal from Roger. Seriously, be nice to your service technicians at your dealership or autobody places- in return they will be nicer to you (White persons shout-out to Roger, Greg, Norm and Matt at Calgary Honda for being so fucking nice to me whenever I come in). As for the salespeople who actually sell you your car - make sure you're honest when filling out the reviews when Honda calls them. And make sure you can take the sass you will receive when you see your salesperson next. Bad news bears. (Aaron - you know what comes next...) Off to Vancouver in a couple weeks for a little shindig I like to call my parents 25th wedding anniversary. They think we have some huge elaborate party planned for them, secretly - it's being held at Chuck E. Cheese's where we will be drinking stale Coke and eating cold pizza... not to mention all the tokens we'll be using to play hours worth of games with. Suckers. Although I dislike the Stampede with such passion, this song is this week's goodie - Good Day to Be Alive by Travis Tritt. You better believe that song will be blaring from my car. Fuck it, the next 4 days I am hardcore country. Ow! Posted by Bella at 9:16 PM# Now here's something to 'Yahoo' about... Only 4 more days of Stampede left. Saweet!Posted by Bella at 12:27 AM# Patience is a virtue. All I have to say is that I wish this city of drivers would be a little more patient with those learning standard.If you're one of those who just doesn't have the patience to be patient with me if I happen to stall at a light, I'm sorry. But I really don't appreciate the horn being laid on, the arm gestures or the voice being raised. Just give me a couple more days and I guarantee smooth sailing. Posted by Bella at 1:08 AM# Day 2. Only stalled a couple times today. Last night, after an obviously frustrating afternoon behind the wheel of a car I didn't know how to drive, tears streamed down my face. It's hard because while I believe I am a patient person, things that I just can't get right away drive me nuts. I want to be in control but I feel so far away from it while driving him.Scott helped me out yesterday by driving him off the lot and taking me around the community here (good God the patience in that man is unbelievable). Dad took me out today, my brother took me out today and I took mom out this afternoon. Slooooowly getting the hang of it. Not stoked on doing the Deerfoot tomorrow morning. Guess if I don't do it tomorrow though, when would be the best time? Posted by Bella at 6:20 PM# New hottness. The only thing I can say right now is: "whoa". I have no freakin' idea how to drive this thing and the last thing I want to do is blow it up - second day off the lot. Just about rolled into a taxi tonite, only stalled 3 times around my block, and managed to smell the hot stinky fumes of the clutch. Mmm.. gag.Beauty though. The colour is hot, the sunroof, the everything... way fun. Just wish I could learn to drive it quicker. Pointers? Toss up of names though and this is really bothering me. (I am bothered over the dumbest things sometimes, eh?) Either: Rodeo: Kinda seems like something Demi Moore would name her kids. Heh. Since the car is an Si, he has a little more gutso in him, so I said that he had something like a rodeo under the hood rather than just a few miniature ponies. Fun name though. Joseph: Then I can nicname him Joe. E(something): I have this wicked fun sticker that is a decorative/funky/whatthehellcompanyisit E, so something with an E name would be brilliant. Posted by Bella at 1:50 AM# Strada and Stabilo. Need I say more? Hardly. Coke Stage at the Stampede at 7 p.m.Posted by Bella at 6:34 AM# G8. Also on the Calgary Herald Q site.Let's say someone came up to you and slashed the tires in your car, trying to make a point about why you should eat Wendys instead of McDonalds. Would that affect your choice at all? In my eyes, I might be madder about the act of random violence for no real reason. The point wasn't brought across at all. As the G8 Summit approaches, the leaders from the largest industrious countries will get together and see what, if anything, they can do to make the world a better place. Let's say, for a minute, that I am one of those world leaders. Would smashing windows, beating up police, and yelling at the top of their lungs do anything to my decision? Thinking not. I might be more inclined to make stricter rules on protesting. What I don't understand is why do people think violent protesting is the way to bring a point forward? Bob Geldof, Live 8 organizer, called them "a bunch of losers" and well, I agree. Why should shop owners be forced to board up their windows in fear of some rowdy people, protesting peace and love, to break them and cause hundreds or thousands of dollars in damage? Why should the police be attacked when the protesters want peace? One plus one is adding up to five here. It just doesn't make sense. These rowdy protesters want troops out of Iraq, debt dropped for Africa, better environmental policies put into place, human rights, poverty and a plethora of other things - all which are understandable issues. But violence is not the answer now, never has been, and never will be. The leaders of the G8 should be given the benefit of the doubt. They were voted in to power democratically, and therefore means we had enough faith in them to vote for them, that we have enough faith in them to make the right decisions. But, is the violence necessary when wanting the message to be brought forward? Posted by Bella at 10:47 PM# Stupid people make everyone else look smarter. Today, I am fucking Einstein.Good god. The stupidity around me is phenomenal. Let me explain: I woke up, figured out I might just be late for work, go to wash my hair and find out my brother has used all my shampoo, get cut off by moronic drivers, read a new post by my nemisis, talk to random telemarketers who somehow got my phone number at work who just won't take no as an answer, almost get run over by a maniac driver while crossing in a pedestrian crosswalk, (had a freakin fantastic walk with Dawn), decide I need to be a car salesperson so I know the info and not get upsold by the dealership by not knowing the info, and then remember I didn't eat lunch, get stuck with more maniac drivers on the way home, and sigh. So I guess in comparison to that, I am brilliant. Heh. Had a great day at work today. There are some days where I come home and just sigh in relief of the success I had during the day workwise. Off to the Stampede Parade on Friday to kick it with the members - can you say 'Yahoo'?! Posted by Bella at 6:14 PM# Goddamn incentives. You wanted an incentive? Here - $15 for new car reviews sent to me. Email me at meganepratt@mac.com and I'll hook you up.You scratch my back (give me a sweet ass car review), I scratch yours (buy you a tank o' gas for $15). Posted by Bella at 10:13 AM# Do you want me to stop nagging you???? Seriously, you know you want to be cool and popular and published and stuff. So I'm looking for some more people to review their car. I want personality. I want character. I want a whole lotta fun in your review - tell me about your car; why do you drive it?I would seriously appreciate it. Ok ok. So I'll offer an incentive. I know you've always wanted a pen, right? A pen! I'll make it worth your while, don't you worry. Name: Age: Job: What kind of car do you drive? What was your first car? What was your worst car? What would be your daily driving choice if you were looking at all-around convenience? If money were no object . . . What do you think your car says about you? What would one find in the backseat of your car? Would you recommend your car to anyone? Would you buy another one? Posted by Bella at 8:52 AM# New Hottie. 
Posted by Bella at 8:24 AM# Because I'm fun like this. For those of you who love music, love this.Note - You'll need iTunes for this. Posted by Bella at 7:03 PM# Love this place. Love. This. Place. For those of you who have been here, you will know right away what this aerial shot is of.Posted by Bella at 1:44 PM# Things that maybe shouldn't be written at 4.17 a.m. Meh. Why is it that when 'no' is said and while it seems like the right answer at the time, it ends up being the wrong answer and only makes things way more confusing and complicated? Sigh. Life was never meant to be easy I guess.On another note, the cd 'Turn on the Bright Lights' by Interpol has got to be one of the best cds out there right now. And if you like Interpol, Bloc Party's new cd 'Silent Alarm' (thanks Scott) is also pretty stellar. And if you like those two bands, then you would definitely love some old school tuneage by my faves, Snow Patrol and their cd 'When It's All Over We Still Have to Clear Up'. And I am totally in search of some new tuneage... drop me a line and lemme know some. The headache is actually wearing off after this past week of constant throbbing. Mom likes to think it's the red wine, but secretly, I think it's something else. It actually was a migraine which my doctor told me he was basically unable to treat. But after chatting with Allison tonite, I do believe I can just mix some tylenol and advil and ibuprofen and uh, something else and it will all be good. Can't be too wrong for me - Allison is a nurse. Heh. Or I can just stick to some good ol muscle relaxants which have kicked in about... ermmm.. now. Signing off.. Posted by Bella at 4:17 AM# Oh aren't they nice?! 
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