As usual, we went to DeLorenzo’s for pizza. Lisa came with us this time. During dinner, my mother got a little snappy but she apologized, “I am sorry I am so touchy but I’m on a diet…”
Lisa replied, “That’s okay, I’m touchy too but that’s because I’m tactile!”

Years and years ago, I interned at Channel 48 WGTW Philadelphia. (That was when Dorothy Brunson owned it) The building was actually located in Manayunk. The staff was pretty amazed that I actually watched the stuff they aired. Most of them thought they were toiling in vain. On Saturday mornings, there was a video show hosted by some young nerdy guy. It was so amateurish, I loved it. He always played this one video that I LOVED! It was one of the few contemporary songs I enjoyed. Even though I loved the song, I never gave it much thought until the show went off the air and I couldn’t get my weekly fix. I only slightly remembered the name of the group. It had something to do with Daisies. Pushing Daisies? Pulling Daisies? I couldn’t remember. I couldn’t even remember more than just a few words of the song and yet it haunted me. “I got a girl she got girlfriends, I got a girl, I like her girlfriends.” Every couple years I would type it in a search engine. At first I used HotBot and then Altavista, eventually I typed it in Google. The results were never accurate. This evening, driving home with Lisa, we listened to G Rock 98.5 and THE SONG AIRED! I couldn’t believe it. Once home, I looked at their playlist and found the song. It is, “I Got a Girl” by TRIPPING Daisy. FINALLY!

UPDATE! Here’s a link to the video

PS I finally linked to my food blog and tried to make it look pretty. Take a look at it.

afternoon, aime, american,
audra,
bebop,
best,
better,
black,
body,
center,
company,
completely,
cream,
dark,
dead,
dermatologist,
doctor,
dom,
donna,
donnavilla,
donnaville,
down,
dress,
easy,
episode,
erin,
face,
financial,
good,
grocery,
grrrrrrr,
happy,
head,
help,
house,
interview,
job,
joe,
kay,
knives,
labyrinth,
laptop,
life,
like,
lisa,
little,
love,
makeup,
marshall,
mary,
monster,
morning,
mouth,
movie,
movies,
night,
number,
old,
one,
past,
path,
people,
person,
philly,
phone,
poet,
pre,
pro,
rash,
rate,
reason,
recruiter,
red,
remember,
right,
room,
shopping,
skin,
snow,
song,
statue,
steroid,
stevie,
suit,
think,
thought,
time,
tonight,
viewmaster,
walk,
walking,
wear,
web,
wish,
wonder,
work,
world,
wrong,
years,
young

I don’t necessarily “get it,” but it’s a good time waster.

I spent the morning preparing for the meeting with the recruiter. I washed and dressed and put on my new black suit. I formulated questions and surfed the company’s web site to get a better idea about them. An hour before I was to get in the car, I received an email from the recruiter telling me the position has been filled but would I like to come in to talk anyway? I left her a VM saying, I would wait until she had another job lined up. Why should I drive all the way to Conshohocken just to make nice nice? I already lost a morning of productivity. Why lose an afternoon too? I don’t think the position was filled. Yesterday she emailed me, and asked my past compensation plan so she could determine if the company was within my range. I gave her my amount even though I knew that it was higher than what she had mentioned on our first conversation. That’s the reason for the withdrawal, undoubtedly. Oh well.

Now I am all dressed up with no place to go.

I really wanted to like Sway. It had nothing to do with his singing but rather my favorite Barbie doll while I was growing up had the name Holly Sway. I named her myself. She wasn’t really a Barbie but rather a Grow Up Skipper. Watch her grow boobies here!

At any rate, my favorite American Idol singer was….. I don’t know. No one really stood out for me. I guess I would have to settle on Gedeon. He reminded me of Wilson Pickett.

The number one song the day I was born was….
“(You’re) Having My Baby” by Paul Anka with Odia Coates

Find out your birth song!

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I had a FABULOUS lunch at my parent’s house today. It was very easy to make. You can find the pseudo-recipe, on donnaville >food.

It started at the end of November or beginning of December, I don’t remember the exact date. Lisa and I were having dinner and I burnt the corners of my mouth. I didn’t even realize the extent of the burn until the next day. The skin cracked and blistered. I didn’t think too much of it. I applied some steroid cream and waited for it to heal. The thing is, it didn’t heal. The cracks and blisters eventually went away but a redness remained. I don’t think anyone even noticed it because I kept that area concealed with foundation. The rash wasn’t sensitive and I would forget that there was even something wrong. That is until I would take my makeup off in the evening and see a red butterfly spreading across my mouth. I continued applying the steroid cream.

After a month and a half, I noticed the rash started creeping down my chin and I finally decided it was time to see a doctor. The doctor diagnosed it as thrush and gave me Nystatin and Triamcinolone and directed me to apply it twice daily. I followed his instructions but after two weeks I still didn’t see any improvement. I called him and he told me the winter weather is to blame and I should be patient and keep rubbing the salve into my skin.

Another 2 or so weeks went by and I noticed the rash crawling into the outside corner of my left eye. I made another appointment and on Friday, I visited the doctor. This time he diagnosed the rash as rosecea.
“Are you sure it’s rosacea? It doesn’t look like rosacea.”
“It’s rosacea, just an unusual form.”
He gave me Metrogel and again told me to apply it twice a day. I applied it Friday evening, Saturday morning, and Saturday evening. By the time I went to sleep on Saturday, my face was bright red and the rash area was raised. Looking at myself in the mirror I was reminded of that Highway to Heaven episode in which Little Joe hears about a monster who lives in the woods but after meeting him learns the monster is really just a young man who has a horrible pink birthmark smeared across his face. Little Joe helped the kid apply makeup to the birthmark and then they went out for a night on the town. They picked up a bunch of supermodels and rode off in a red car. That last part might be a ZZTop video. At any rate, by Sunday I was looking even worse. My skin started to flake off. I tried calling the doctor but apparently if you are still breathing, it’s not an emergency. The doctor avoided me all day Monday despite my multiple phone calls. In a state of panic, I started calling dermatologists. Each one told me that they would be happy to see me sometime at the end of March. I remember muttering something about Ronald McDonald right before I broke down and cried.

On Tuesday I finally reached my doctor and told him I was scaring small children. The doctor made some phone calls and got me an appointment with a dermatologist this morning. Yes, one of the same fellows who told me they could only see me in March. At 9:30 I showed up at the dermatologist’s office. He took a very quick look at me and listened to my long-winded story and then told me I have Perioral Dermatitis. I contracted it because of my prolonged use of topical steroid creams that I used to heal the burns around my mouth. He gave me a new cream to use called Elidel. He also prescribed oral antibiotics. “Don’t expect this to go away any time soon; it takes awhile”. Despite not liking the fact that this may take some weeks to get better, I feel this is the right diagnosis. In fact, my mom had said to me a couple weeks ago that she thought it might be Perioral Dermatitis. I am relieved that I am now finally on the right path.

Quite a story, isn’t it? Well, at least those of you who have seen me over the past few days know what is wrong with my face. And to the rest of you, don’t over do the steroid cream and visit a dermatologist immediately if there is something wrong with the skin on your face. It seems so obvious but I thought I was being smart. Oops.

Lisa and I watched American Idol and did the USAToday crossword puzzle. The only kid I liked was Paris Bennett. She was soooooo cute and I couldn’t help but smile watching her. All the others sucked ass.

Remember how I had connected a monitor to my laptop while my backlight was on the fritz? I never put the monitor away and today I figured, why put it away when I can connect it to my laptop and have dual monitors? It was so easy to set up and I have double the screen real estate. I’ve been keeping Thunderbird up on the 2nd monitor and I have cut my alt-tabs in half!

I went to a workshop called Job Search Strategies. It’s good to get out and mingle with people who are also looking for employment. On Thursday I have a meeting with a recruiter who is trying to fill a sales position. I am not happy with the base salary but with commission it may be okay. We shall see. My career consultant has said for me to get interviews. That should be my goal.

I walked the labyrinth 3 times at the Center for Human Integration yesterday and although I enjoyed it, I don’t feel any lingering effects. I had a very difficult time clearing my mind. The truth is, I don’t think I was able to clear it at all. I tried to concentrate on the sound of the gravel crunching beneath my feet, the wind against my face, the curves of the labyrinth but instead I thought about Jonathan Frid from Dark Shadows. I don’t know why. He just kept popping up. Maybe I need to walk the labyrinth a couple more times? Maybe I need to practice meditation more often? Maybe I should rent House of Dark Shadows?