You've Got To Be Kidding Me...

I have been lusting over the new PS3 game Heavy Rain since I first saw an advertisement for it over 6 months ago. I don't even own a PS3 and I became obsessed with reading everything possible about this game. I watched trailers, read clips, articles, interviews with the people behind the magic. I counted down the days til its release along side every PS3 owner in the world. And, let me reiterate, I don't even own a PS3. Not because I don't like the games or the way the system plays. I have owned all of PS3's predecessors and loved playing games on them. There have been games that have came out only for this console that looked amazing (I'm talking about you, Little Big Planet!) but the moment I saw a YouTube video of some game action for Heavy Rain, I was pushed over the edge. There would be no lusting at the sidelines for me. PS3 and I were no longer going to just make googly eyes at each other in the aisle at Best Buy and Heavy Rain is what was going to bring us together. And that's what brings us to today.

Today, the beautiful man I get to call my husband, decided he was going to buy me a PS3 (probably to stop me from yammering and from drooling in Best Buy). So after a trip to GameStop, Game Trader (which if you live in Beaverton, it is the best little game shop!), Best Buy and then all the way down to Fry's, I was a proud mother of a PS3 console (it's name is DeeryLouToo and we are registered at Amazon.com) and a copy of Heavy Rain. I drop the hubby off at home to get it all set up for me while I continue to run errands with my mom. Finally, I get home and settle in for some seriously Heavy action. I admire my new machine, take the game out of it package and slide it in. I download the necessary updates and am ready to dive into game play when I get an error having to do with the trophies feature of the PS Network. We look online and discover......THE WHOLE FREAKIN' PLAYSTATION NETWORK IS DOWN ALL OVER THE WHOLE WORLD!!!!!!! YOU'VE GOT TO BE FUCKING KIDDING ME???!!!!

I have the game in my possession. I have the console to play the game. I can hold them, sniff them, even lick them but I can't play them. And Playstation hasn't even formally released what the issue is or an approximate ETA as to when we can expect it to be fixed. Of all the days for PSN to crash. I just want to play my video game.

Damn you, Playstation! You shat on what should have been a beautiful ending to a beautiful Sunday. Preventing the full union of a girl and her video game. Playstation, you should be ashamed.

For those of you who have not seen or even heard of *gasp* Heavy Rain, here is a taste of what is bound to be one of the most innovative games to ever hit the market:

The Haunting

It is no secret that I don't like cats. I detest cats. Cats could disappear off the face of the Earth tomorrow and I would not be saddened at all. Well, there is one exception....I love my grandmother's cat, Francois. But he's more like a dog (I know it sounds weird but he was raised with a plethora of dogs, is orange and HUGE and is declawed and he can bark. Well..... he would bark if he was capable. He is just that awesome). So, it goes to say that unless Francois moves in, I will not own a cat. That does not mean that one doesn't live with me.

I love my husband and when you start cohabitating you merge your lives, your belongings and your animals. I brought 2 dogs (now 3) and a fish named Taco (who, much to my dismay, passed a few months ago). He brought Beeza, his cranky, bitchy cat. Now don't get me wrong, I gave Beeza a fair shot at home happiness and prior to Jason and I moving into the home where we currently live, Beeza and I got along just fine. In fact for a while, she even preferred me to Jas and aside from a couple of peeing on my clothes incidents, I was actually beginning to change my views on the feline species. That all quickly changed when we moved into the place we currently rent. Then I began to see that Beeza didn't prefer me at all, she just thought she could dominate me in the little apartment that she saw as her turf. Now, on new ground, with new animals to compete with, she turned into the true She-Beast she is. She has peed on things, clawed the shit out of me (and Jas), shat in front of me and then purred as I cleaned it, made ungodly noises and pretty much did anything and everything she could to prove that cats should be eradicated. I know, I know. All the changes, she was bound to act out. But I have limits and there is only room for one bitch in this house and her name is Jennifer.

Needless to say Beeza is now an outdoor cat.

She moved to her new realm about 2-3 months after moving here. No, I didn't force the cat outside. Maybe I did mention it once or twice (okay, daily) but ultimately, it was Beeza who made the decision to live in the backyard. And let me clarify, I am not completely heartless to her. When its really cold, I try to get her to come in. When I see scary raccoons or hear her fighting with another cat, I try to break it up (and that's not just because I don't want to amass vet bills). I even feed her treats every now and then. Not that any of this matters to Beeza (or Bitcha as I have been known to call her). I can give her a big bowl of food and then try to pet her and get swiped at or howled at. She really is an ungrateful cat who acts just like a woman scorned. Na na na na Beeza, I stole your man and as much as you thought an interspecies love affair was happening, Jas never loved you that way.

This back story brings me to my current dilemma. Beeza has prayed to the evil cat gods and has had a hell cat sent to join her in her backyard kingdom. It started a few nights ago, Jas and I were hitting the sack early since we both had to get up for work Monday prior to the crack of dawn. We were just settling in when we heard it. This loud cat meow. I am not talking about the cute meow, meow but a loud "wake the fuck up right now" meow. First thought was that Beeza had got in the house and was trapped in a room somewhere. So we both hauled our asses out of bed and went in search of the cat. We searched high and low and came up with nothing so we figured it must be something going on outside and just let it go. But when Jas woke up, a new white and black cat was sitting at our backdoor, with Beeza sitting not 5 feet from it in her cat carpet tree bed thing, doing NOTHING to protect our land! It then scampered off, like it was just there to let us know that it is here and there is nothing we can do about it. It has since made the evil meow sound a crap ton of times, bolting me out of sleep at 3am and one time it was just sitting on our deck staring. It is creepy and of course Beeza is not doing anything because she summoned it here to annoy me even further. She knows I can't do anything about the annoying hell beast since anything I do could possibly harm her and Jas would harm me if something happened to his cat. She turned out to be a bigger bitch than I thought was possible.

Hello, my name is Jenn and I am being haunted by a hell cat.

WTF???!!!

My stupid blog will not let me respond to comments!!! To Jason with regards to his post on "My New Favorite Thing":

Don't say bad things about CDO!!!! Did you not see the deathlights he has underneath his blooming shirt???!!! He can send Pennywise after you and turn into a giant spider. CDO is magical in many ways!!!

There. I got it out. Damn you Blogger for making me go about commenting this way!

My New Favorite Thing

This is not new, but obviously nobody loved me enough to share this with me when it first went viral in December 2008. I just caught a fraction of it on the end of a rerun of Web Soup tonight and with seeing just a morsel we immediately had to go online and see the glory that is Chris Dane Owens. I am not going to say anymore, you just need to watch the video (complete with ring wraiths). I think Jane Kim from the Examiner said it best "Imagine if Xena and Brett Michaels had a baby that was born atop a unicorn galloping towards a pirate ship?"



After viewing this, make sure to visit his website at www.chrisdaneowens.com and check out the "Press" area for complete reviews. I am particularly fond of the vh1 and the aforementioned Examiner reviews.

Seriously, I think we need to start a fundraiser to raise the money for the 2nd and 3rd installments. This is just to precious for it not to completed. I need to know if Frodo will again trek to Mordor, if Jack stops the Lord of Darkness, if ET will phone home, if the White Witch will rule again, if the girls from The Craft will rise once more, if Willow kills Bavmorda, if Wesley will give her all she wished for, if Bret Michaels really found his Rock of Love and if in the end of the 3rd video Gunnar Nelson, I mean CDO, goes back through the wardrobe and ends up at his house in the Shire.

Happy Valentine's Day

Today is probably my favorite holiday of the year. Not because of its Hallmark sappiness but because every where you walk it is pink and hearts. It's a holiday that was designed with me in mind!

Today is going to be awesome. I got up and put the sauce on (I am making homemade sauce to go in the homemade lasagna I am making later), J and I exchanged gifts (media, media and more media), I am meeting Rach-O at the spa for facials and then I am rushing back home to layer the lasagna and get it cooking before mom gets here for dinner. I couldn't ask for a better day.

Happy Valentine's Day to one and to all, even if all you like it for is the decorations.

Vintage Pup

I took this picture of my BB (Baby Bob) today on my new cell phone and edited it to make it look like an older picture. BB was not fully cooperating when taking his picture (and it doesn't help that I was laying on the sofa with him and woke him to stick a camera in his face) but all in all it ended up cute. All hail the BB!

Starting a New/Old Job

So I got the paperwork today. I am starting at my new/old job either on Monday or Tuesday of next week. I am so excited! Going back to a new/old job is awesome. I get the benefit of already knowing pretty much everyone, where the kitchens and the bathrooms are but I get the newness of a new position and learning new things. I can't wait! One week of unemployment was about all I could take!

That being said my new purse is in the process of being shipped to my house as I type this! Yay for purses!

My Beautiful Lunch....

Every time I get udon soup from Best Teriyaki, I admire the presentation. I love it when my food looks pretty and this soup is no exception. Plus it tastes amazing and warms my belly on icky cold, wet days like today. I think I could eat this every day during the winter months.

If you are ever looking for a good udon noodle soup and see a Best Teriyaki, stop in and try it. The location I frequent is the one by the Beaverton Town Center. I am certain there are other places that make really amazing soup, but for a large serving that is relatively inexpensive (around $7.00 with chicken), this really can't be beat. I can't vouch for anything else there since this is all I have tried that they serve, but I love it and there is a strong possibility this will be my lunch tomorrow as well.

Mmmm......lunch tomorrow....

Scrabble

Last night I quit playing Scrabble with my husband for good. Now don't get me wrong, I love Scrabble and pretty much any other word game but I am tired of always getting my ass handed to me . Now some may say I am being a sore loser but in my defense, my husband pretty much refuses to ever play any kind of trivia game with me (apart from watching Jeopardy) because he cannot even remotely keep up with me. So with that in mind, I am doing to him what he does to me and refusing to lose to him.

I don't want you to think that I simply cannot spell and that is why I am always losing, actually it is the opposite. I am good with words and can usually always find a 20pointer somewhere lurking within my letters. But J on the other hand, has the Scrabble god always on his side. We'll be neck and neck, each turn just finishing slightly ahead of the next person and then all of sudden, the Scrabble god will whisper sweet nothings in his ear and the next thing I know, he has played his next two turns, each time gaining 50+ points for each word and oh yea, he used all his letters (a point bonus there) and there was none left in the bag so he wins. Meanwhile I am sitting there with the X and the V and a myriad of vowels that I just drew on my last turn, just shaking my head wondering where I made the wrong move that allowed this to happen. And this is when we are playing Scrabble through Facebook. Don't even think of playing Scrabble with him the old fashioned way. Not only will the same scenario I just outlined above play out but he will also tell you how he can add "er" onto every word or some other ridiculous grammatical rule that so is NOT true but if you try to rebut this, he will then challenge you to a 15+ minute argument until you just give in to cease fire. So not only do you still lose but it is all questionable and you leave the board feeling like he word raped you. Yea, I said word raped you.

So I am done. I have lost to him for the last time. I even dropped out of a community game we were playing with other people because I can't stand to see him do this atrocity to others. If you are reading this and have never played Scrabble with Mr. Smarty Pants, beware. You will lose and he will gleefully laugh about how he kicked your ass. And then he will turn around and offer you to play again. Talk about kicking you while you are down. And if you do take him up on his offer, don't say I didn't warn you.

By the way, I am looking for normal, average, non-people who-sold-their-soul-to-always-win-at -Scrabble, people to play with. Find me on Facebook. I promise a good, clean game where no one feels like the got screwed in an uncomfortable place (and I am not talking about the back seat of a Volkswagen).

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February 2nd......

Happy Groundhog's Day to one and to all!