Archive for August, 2007

Pow, Pow: The Update

Friday, August 31st, 2007

Original post here: http://www.amandanoelle.com/2007/08/23/pow-pow/

So, it turns out the mystery shooters were 10-year-olds with Airsoft guns and plastic BB pellets. Hopefully the cops gave them enough of a scare that they’ll at least play army in the backyard instead of hitting innocent passersby out front.

The Power of Hello

Friday, August 31st, 2007

Ever since I was young, my mother would say “Hello” or “Good morning” to random people we passed on the street while out for a stroll. It’s a habit I’ve picked up on, but have limited to suburban areas.

Today, I was walking outside of my Manhattan office building, I passed a co-worker on the street and said, “Hello.” Well, the man next to her thought it was for him, and came up to me with this flirty look on his face. “Hey baby, how are you doing today?” he asked.

Well, this took me by surprise. I replied, “Uh, I was saying hello to my co-worker, but hello to you, too.” Well, if words could deflate! He said, “Oh…” and walked away. I felt sort of bad, but when I turned around a block later, he was still standing there and waved at me. I waved back.

Lexcie met me a few minutes later for lunch and I told him. Naturally, he laughed, because he knows he has nothing to worry about. (And not like I have anything to worry about either, because he tends to get hit on by the same gender – which is amusing, because he doesn’t set off any gaydars here. And I have a pretty good gaydar, too.)

Well, I hope I didn’t ruin that poor guy’s weekend. Just goes to show you what kind of power one little word has.

43 Natural Highs

Wednesday, August 29th, 2007

My friend Marie sent this to me in an e-mail, and I thought it was a great list. So, here are 43 natural highs:

  1. Falling in love.
  2. Laughing so hard your face hurts.
  3. A hot shower.
  4. No lines at the supermarket.
  5. A special glance. (more…)

Seek And Ye Shall Find (08/07)

Wednesday, August 29th, 2007

Interesting Google searches that led to my website for the month of August:

  1. nextel chirp-chirp the music note – Someone willingly listens to this? It’s like fingernails across a chalkboard! Unfortunately, there’s a Nextel everywhere you turn on Long Island.
  2. change in smell after chemotherapy – I smelled like waffles. Seriously.
  3. coney island type perfume oil – Someone wants to smell like Coney Island? I imagine it would be a mixture of eau de Nathan’s hot dogs, saltwater and the D train.
  4. hate chase -david -diane -bird -amv -paper -chevy -lyrics -kyle – Wow, whoever searched for this really has issues with things and people. Perhaps you should look into therapy. I don’t think it’s normal to hate Chase, birds, paper and Kyle.
  5. ct scan wax islip – Is that a new sort of spa treatment?
  6. how to prioritize my day – When you figure that out, let me know. I’m quite bad at time management myself.
  7. amanda asks what would google do? – Probably take over whatever it is, like it has with everything else.
  8. amanda noelle looks likeThis. Or if you prefer a pumpkin, then like this.
  9. someone using stolen credit card at metrocard vending machine – If you see something, say something, but don’t look on Google… call the MTA police!
  10. nude 8year olds – Please, please, please tell me that was a typo and you were actually looking for naked college co-eds. If not, please find a therapist. Bring the person who hates Chase, birds, paper and Kyle along with you.

And nevermind the amount of people looking for nude shots of various people on my site… this site is rated PG, move along!

DW Power Hour

Monday, August 27th, 2007

Ever have a song stuck in your head all day, and no matter what you tried to do, it never went away?

Well, today I had another PET/CT scan. Stony Brook Medical Center now has Sirius satellite radio, and the station was set to soft adult contemporary.  I swear, it was the DW Power Hour. Dionne Warwick and Diane Warren. Over, and over. This was the type of music even my mother would skip on the radio.

Every single song I heard has been stuck in my head at some point today. I tried listening to Journey. I tried listening to Def Leppard. I tried listening to Spice Girls, for goodness’ sake. Nothing seems to work.

So keep smiling, keep shining, knowing you can always count on me, for sure…

Edit: Lexcie just fixed the problem with “Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer”

Earwig Attack

Monday, August 27th, 2007

Ever have a song stuck in your head all day, and no matter what you tried to do, it never went away?

Well, today I had another PET/CT scan. Stony Brook Medical Center now has Sirius satellite radio, and the station was set to soft adult contemporary.  I swear, it was the DW Power Hour. Dionne Warwick and Diane Warren. Over, and over. This was the type of music even my mother would skip on the radio.

Every single song I heard has been stuck in my head at some point today. I tried listening to Journey. I tried listening to Def Leppard. I tried listening to Spice Girls, for goodness’ sake. Nothing seems to work.

So keep smiling, keep shining, knowing you can always count on me, for sure…

Edit: Lexcie just fixed the problem with “Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer”

Pow, Pow

Thursday, August 23rd, 2007

Remember Islip? Yep, the town that Money magazine rated the safest in the U.S.A. in 2005?

Well, I was walking home from the train station with Lexcie and my dog at approximately 8:45 tonight when I heard a pop noise. I felt a sharp sting in my arm, then a burning sensation. Someone shot me with a BB gun.

Knowing very well which house it was, I called the Suffolk County Police Department. The cop was no help – he asked me if I had seen anyone shoot at me and where from. “It may not have been from that house,” he said. Well, hello, I wasn’t going to stick around to find out who was shooting at me, lest I get pelleted again! He said he would go over and check out what was going on, but something tells me he really didn’t give a rat’s arse.

At least I was wearing a denim jacket, which softened the blow. But now I have this huge welt on my arm.

Now I have to take a different route home from the station. Bastards.

When The Moment Comes…

Tuesday, August 21st, 2007

… take the first one from the right.

When the time comes, choose the one on the right.

I received the first piece of advice from a Chinese fortune cookie once, and the second one twice – both within two weeks.

Things do happen in threes, no? I wonder what that is supposed to mean (besides choosing whatever’s on the right).

Freeze-Dried Felines

Sunday, August 19th, 2007

I should probably start blogging about my Crazy Amanda Dreams© again, since it is the topic that catapulted me into the blogosphere back in 2000. Last night was the first night I got some real sleep in the past two weeks, so I fell into a deep dream state around 5:00 a.m.

I was on a farm, and the farmer was showing me how he fattened his cat up to 31 lbs. I asked why, so he said, “I have to freeze dry him, so the fatter the better.” I didn’t believe him, but then he pulled out an alumnium pan full of a brown liquid and put the cat’s tail and hind legs in it, which then began to freeze. The cat started making an awful un-feline noise, and I began crying. I screamed, “Why would you do such a horrible thing?” The farmer replied, “I was told my farm would be taken over by eminent domain, so I couldn’t keep the cat anymore.” I sobbed and went on and on how I could have adopted the cat, but the farmer just shrugged.

So I woke up, and found the source of the un-feline noise. Lexcie was snoring.

Traveling Blues

Saturday, August 18th, 2007

Greetings from Fort Lauderdale-Hollywood International Airport.

I am way too early for my flight, but I didn’t want to possibly miss my flight after what happened at Islip-MacArthur Airport on Wednesday.  That day, my Southwest flight was at 7:00 a.m. Lexcie dropped me off at approximately 6:00 a.m., which is plenty of time if you need to check baggage and go through security. Well, usually enough time. (more…)