Archive for March, 2010

The eve of BEDA

Well kids, tomorrow is the start of April.  And you know what that means.  Blog Every Day in April, or BEDA as we all know it!  I threw down a bunch of gauntlets and Jen, Jill and Amber all picked them up.  I can’t wait to see what we all blog about!  That’s it for now, folks.  I just wanted to remind everybody and get all psyched up for a month long blogging extravaganza!!!!

❤ lindsay

I Need to Find a New Borders

I stopped by a Borders today.  It was possibly the worst Borders I have ever been to.  It was so bad, I actually decided in the store that I needed to blog about it.  So I wrote down reasons why it sucked so I wouldn’t forget.  Here they are.

1.  The teen section was way in the back

Ok, normally, this is probably a good thing because teens don’t like to be on display when they’re browsing for book.  And it’s kind of nice to be way back in the corner, but there was a huge gap of open space between the “Independent Reader” aka tween section and the teen section.  The gap was so big that I thought for a minute that the teen section just didn’t exist.

2. The teen section was hidden.

Besides being way in the back, far from the tween section, the teen books were also hidden behind a giant display — you know, the big cardboard stand that says things like “New Stuff” and “Borders Ink.”  When you looked behind it, you could see the shelves.  There were also things like giant structural poles in the way, close to the shelves, blocking books.  There was a woman wondering where the Alex Rider books were, but she disappeared before I could tell her that they were behind a pole.  (Too bad; I wanted to feel like Kathleen Kelly in that one scene in You’ve Got Mail. Remember it?)

3. The shelves were VERY, VERY messy

I was completely appalled.  I even reshelved a couple of books because it was bothering me, but then I realized how many books were on top of other books or were flipped around backwards, and I gave up.  At one point, I also saw a disposable camera lying on the floor.  Really?

4.  Shelving not all together

Apparently now Borders separates out Sci-Fi, Fantasy, and Horror and shelves those together.  I’m not sure how I feel about that right now – interesting, yes; needed, possibly, given the recent popularity of dystopian and paranormal novels; but I have trouble knowing where the line is for pulling out genres.  Anyway, there were so many books in the Science Fiction/Fantasy/Horror section that they ran out of room in the shelf…and the rest of the books were on a shelf not super-close to the others.  I had to GUESS where they were.

5. “New stuff” = Speak, Alex Rider, The House of the Scorpion

I like to stop by bookstores and see which books they have out, so I have an idea of what I should order for my library, if I haven’t ordered them already.  This Borders had those books under the display called “New Stuff”.  Um, the Alex Rider series may have a few new books published every now in then, but the series started several years ago.  And Speak and The House of the Scorpion are several years old!

The messy shelving is what bugged me the most because it looked TERRIBLE, but all together, it made me never want to go back.  I’ll drive farther to get to a better Borders.  Or maybe I’ll start visiting Barnes & Noble.

– Jill

Meg Cabot’s Books Are Like Crack Cocaine (I’m guessing)

*Note to Sheila – turn away now!  This one’s about books!

OK, so I didn’t post yesterday.  But I had a super good reason!  I made the critical mistake of opening a book written by Meg Cabot.  I don’t think I know of anyone who has anything bad to say about Meg Cabot.  Her books are amazing and so is she.  I still am not fully over meeting her last year.  I can still remember telling myself not to throw up on her, I was so excited.

Actually, back at that children’s literature breakfast, I bought Queen of Babble.  Which is the series that I am specifically talking about right now (although you give me any book by Meg and I will develop a condition where I cannot take my nose out of the book until it is finished).  Queen of Babble sat on my bookshelf for over a year, unread.  I don’t even know why.  It’s not like me to let a Meg book go unread for so long!  But I did, and boy did I kick myself for that.  I read the crap out that book.  Then the next day I went and checked out Queen of Babble in the Big City and Queen of Babble Gets Hitched.  Yesterday I spent all of my free time reading about Lizzie’s adventures in NYC!  Every time I had to do actual work, I almost physically itched with impatience to get back to the story.

So if you haven’t read Queen of Babble, you totally should, because it’s pretty awesome.  And plus, you have to read the book before they make a movie of it (starring the fabulous Kristen Bell!)!  

<3, lindsay

P.S. Don’t forget, Runaway, the third and final installment of the Airhead series comes out soon!!  I can’t wait to see what Em/Nikki comes up with!

Ashton Kutcher is probably my cousin. He’s from Iowa, so how could he not be?

I bet you all thought I wasn’t going to post today.  WELL I AM!  So there!  The joke is on YOU!  I didn’t bring my laptop into work with me today, so I had to wait until I got home to write a post.

So recently I ran into a guy that I went to school with (elementary through high school).  I wouldn’t consider it a big deal if we were still in Iowa.  I would expect to run into my classmates if I were in Iowa.  But not in Nashville.  And not specifically at my neighborhood Bed, Bath & Beyond.  But I did.  And we ended up chatting for about 30 minutes about Big Ten Expansion (I could talk your ear off for hours about what I thought about expansion if you let me – to sum it up: SUCK IT NOTRE DAME!).  It was really nice and I learned that there were two other people that we graduated from high school with that are living down here!  What!?  

Why I mention this is not to relate the story of how I walked around BB&B exclaiming to Amber on the phone about how they didn’t have Britta pitchers (They do.  Very obviously displayed even.  I am just a moron).  No, I mention this because it totally ruins my argument to non-Iowans who always ask me if I know so and so from Iowa.  

When I lived in California for 4 months I was constantly being asked if I knew Ashton Kutcher.  It got to the point where I wanted to scream in frustration.  Granted I was being asked this question mostly by people from different countries who have no idea where Iowa is, but still.  There were some people who were not foreign and therefore have no excuse.  The reasoning behind asking me if I knew A+K was that he was from Iowa and so was I, so we must know each, right?  Because Iowa is just that small I guess.  

Iowa fits on a regular sized couch. WE COULD BE IN YOUR LIVING ROOM RIGHT NOW!

Fun fact: My mother in law and father in law went to high school with Ashton Kutcher’s mom.  We were looking through their high school yearbooks one night and they came upon her picture.  “Oh yeah, she married that one guy and then they had that idiot.  He’s not funny.  I don’t know why they keep putting him in those camera commercials.”  That’s what my father in law said.  I kept quiet because I actually really like Ashton Kutcher.  Or at least I will always love Michael Kelso.  I also love punk’d.  That show was genius.  Although my in-laws do have a point about the camera commercials.  They’re not funny and they make me feel slightly uncomfortable for some reason.  Maybe because I would never dare to steal a stranger’s camera and take a bunch of pictures on it?  I don’t know.  Maybe I’m just failing to see the humorous side of the commercial.

So next time someone asks me if I know Ashton Kutcher, I’m just going to say yes and make up outrageous lies about how we used to tip cows, play baseball, break dance, and compete in beauty pageants together.  All at the same time.

<3, lindsay


But absolutely no Illinois or Nebraska. You guys are lame. *Exception = Jill. She can come.


I spent a lot of today thinking about fun things to blog about today guys.  Lucky for you, I just paid $15 for inspiration.  Unlucky for me, that $15 was for getting my bangs trimmed.

Yeah.  You read that correctly.  $15 for getting my bangs trimmed.  I could have gotten an eyebrow wax for cheaper.  That eyebrow wax would have required more time and actual products.  What did this trimming of bangs entail?  No product, 1 minute of time, and a boot out the door.  What the fuck?  Excuse my language, but I am super pissed right now and am going to use the f word probably some more before I am done here.  Turn away now if you must.

The only reason I went to the place I did was because the last time I got my hair cut there, the hairdresser told me that they trimmed bangs for free all the time.  What a sweet deal I thought.  I was going to tip like $5 to the hairdresser too, so it’s not like I crashed my car into their front window, got out and drunkenly demanded a free haircut.  

What I wish I had actually done. Also, my fantasy car is a truck.

[*Aside* Now I am even more pissed off because a family decided to sit down behind me and they can totally see my laptop and now I can’t type FUCK really big like I wanted to.  I am somewhat family friendly.  I feel like I am ready to lash out at small children right now, so I hope they don’t need anything off my table.  I don’t want Fido to ban me just before I move two blocks down the road from them.  That would be awkward for me to have to walk past here every day after that.  I’d try to come in and get coffee, they’d have to throw me out.  I’d come back in a disguise.  They’d see through it and throw me out again.  Nobody wins in that scenario.  **A Fido employee just walked by my table and I looked up at him and gave him a look that clearly said, There is no way in hell that you could get me to budge from this table.  I dare you to mess with me.  Go on.  I triple dog dare you.  But he just walked off, so obviously he is a coward and full of shame, because you don’t say no to a triple dog dare.]

Here is how my trip to the hairdresser went.

Lindsay walks into hairdresser’s.  

Lindsay: Hi, is it possible for me to get my bangs trimmed real quick?

Hairdresser: Let me see.  *Disappears for about 5 minutes in the back*

Hairdresser: Sure, I can take you now.

Lindsay: Oh thank you so much, I really appreciate it.

Hairdresser: Let me just go wash my hands.  Have a seat.

Lindsay: *Sits down in seat*

Hairdresser: *disappears for another 5 minutes in the back*

Hairdresser: Ok now.  *cut cut cut for about 45 seconds*

Lindsay: *stares at self in a bit of horror, but is calm because she knows that hair grows* I can see now!  Thanks!

Hairdresser: “Robert” will check you out.  *walks back to the back*

“Robert”: Ok now, that’ll be fifteen dollars today.

Lindsay: *tries not to scream WHAT THE FUCK and keep her cool.  Hands over debit card somewhat reluctantly, but really just wants to sprint out the door*

“Robert”: *Returns card, probably is smugly thinking what a sucker this one is* Here you go.  Enjoy the weather.

Lindsay: *walks stiffly out the door*

Guys, they have a sign that has all their prices and shit on it, and nowhere do they mention a bang trim.  I guess in retrospect I could have just asked and then said no thank you.  But I trusted in that one hairdresser who cut my hair there.  And they burned me so fucking bad.

Needless to say, I didn’t tip.  I might have, had the girl not disappeared for about 10 minutes before she cut my bangs.  But that was just like pouring salt in the wound.  

<3, lindsay

I'm just so angry at myself.

P.S.  I’m not lying about the truck.  I really do want one.  I’m gonna jack it up like a monster truck and stuff.  Ok, that was a lie.  It’ll just be a regular pick up truck with dragons on the sides.

An Expansion on Crime of the Day (CotD) #1

In a previous post, Lindsay introduced the concept of Crime of the Day and explained that the new fangled hands free phones are one of them.  I agree.  I’m not adamantly opposed to them, but I too have been fooled by someone using one and not talking to me when I thought they were.  Luckily it wasn’t too embarrassing.

The thing about these phones that really bug me though is that people who have them seem to leave them in their ear ALL THE TIME.  Really?  Is that how they work?  You can’t take your phone out of your ear?  I don’t know about you, but I don’t normally leave my phone at my ear just waiting for a phone call.  Of course, I don’t normally get all that many phone calls, so it’d be really unnecessary, but STILL.

On Friday I decided to take myself out to dinner because it had been a long week.  I headed over to Applebee’s (after getting lost a few times. Boo to still not knowing my way around too well – even WITH my gps!), found a seat at the bar, and casually looked around at the other people sitting there.  Who doesn’t love people-watching?  The couple to my left was pretty interesting.  They seemed like they were on a date because they were pretty animated and loud – though that may have been all of the margaritas – but I think I saw a ring on her finger, so maybe not.  Anyway, the guy was closest to me…and he had one of those hands-free phones in his ear!!!  In a restaurant!  On a date!  (Even if it was with his wife!)  Who does that?  Take it out of your ear!

What do you guys think?  Have you seen people leaving it in their ears when they maybe shouldn’t?

– Jill

At twilight, bats like to come out to take pictures of Pluto and make chocolate scultpures

What do the words twilight,  chocolate,  pluto,  twilight pictures,  and bat have in common?  Well, other than twilight and twilight photos, not much.  Well, I mean bats frequently come out at twilight (right?), and then if you consider that vampires were once thought to be able to take a bat shape….  And then I guess Pluto is made out of chocolate.  And it is a well known fact that vampires love making chocolate sculptures.  Hm.  I seem to have made the connection for you.  You’re welcome.  

No explanation needed.

But anyways, those words, besides being connected in the way I outlined for you, are the words most frequently searched for that leads people here.  Twilight doesn’t surprise me, as we have talked about Twilight frequently since we’ve started this blog.  I mean what with New Moon and Taylor Lautner having his shirt off for practically the entire movie, who could really blame us?  But chocolate, bats and Pluto?  I guess Jen (I think.  Possibly Jill.  As Jill is the Illinoisan right now.  But Jen was one too a while ago) did do that one post about Pluto, but when people do a google search for Pluto, does our website really show up that fast?  And chocolate??  Out of all the sites on the internet, why would you go to a site called NerdGirlBlogging to read about chocolate??  I guess people just see the name and assume that we must be high quality experts on these subjects.  Which we pretty much are.  But bats?  I’m sorry, when have we ever talked about bats??  I mean, besides yesterday when I put up a picture of a bat.  Bat has been a big search term for a while though.  So I just can’t figure this one out.

To counteract this, I am going to try to hit upon some new top search words.  Such as AVATAR, or JUSTIN BIEBER, or umm… umm… FLYING MONKEY BUTTS!  Yeah.. that’s it.  Hey, all I’m saying is, this is not just a twilight blog!  We are girls and we are nerds, and we reserve the right to geek out about anything and everything!  YEAH!

<3, lindsay