Thursday, August 24, 2006

The Importance of attending Weddings and Bachelor parties

I'm getting married and this is my wedding dress!!!!! Isn't it the prettiest wedding dress in the world?

Hah! Gotcha! So, I'm not really getting married and the dress is just an old and pretty damn ugly wedding dress that I tried on in a second hand shop in St Andrews a while back. Now, don’t misunderstand me darlings; I am not the type of girl who frequently goes wedding dress window shopping (big chill and goose bumps). I am much rather the type of girl who goes: “Eeeeew, I’m never going to let anyone tie me down” (in the getting married kind of way…). The story of the dress is that my friends actually dared me to try it on, and well, I have a difficulty refusing dares. Sure hope nobody double-dares me to tie the knot!

One of my best friends however is getting married in about two days’ time and I will be attending both the wedding and better yet, the bachelor party. I am unconventional and when told that only guys get to go to bachelor parties I just develop a temporary deafness. I think it’s absolutely ridiculous to ban friends from such things because of their gender, I mean we are not living in the dark ages are we?

I have also been doing a little warm-up to get myself in the wedding mood. This I do by watching wedding films. The problem with wedding flicks however is that most of the time they are unrealistic. Obviously, nobody objects when somebody’s getting married. I don’t even think we have that clause here in Iceland, we just skip it, because if we get married, I think most of us are pretty sure if you know what I mean.

So here’s my top 10 list of wedding flicks in no particular order:
1. The Wedding Planner: JLo is cute as a neurotic planner girl who falls in love with Matthew McConaughey, come on, who wouldn’t?

2. Four Weddings and a Funeral: Hugh Grant is a commitment phobic Brit and loves American Andie MacDowell who’s a real tart. The star of the film is the fat gay guy who drops dead in wedding 3.

3. Muriel’s Wedding: Toni Colette plays an ABBA nerd from Down Under falls in love with everyone and no one while obsessing about her dream wedding.

4. The Wedding Crashers: Luke and Vince fall for bridesmaids while Will Ferrell rocks as a funeral crasher.

5. Pride and Prejudice: It’s all about gentry girls with no dowry who need a bloke to get married to. The star needless to say is Colin Firth in that wet shirt.

6. My Best Friend’s Wedding: Julia Roberts tries to wreck her best friend’s wedding. I promise I will do nothing of the sort come Saturday.

7. The Wedding Singer: Gotta love it because of Adam Sandler’s mullet.

8. My Big Fat Greek Wedding: Boy, do these Greeks eat! Go Greece lightning!

9. The Wedding Date: Dermot Mulroney as a hire-boy. Hoo-ya! This is his second appearance on my list. Rock points for those who know which one’s his other movie here.

10. So I married an Axe-Murderer: Such an underrated gem of a film. I love it love it love it. And it has a message: Never marry an axe-murderer! Quotes such as “Scotland has its own martial arts. Yeah, it's called Fuck You. It's mostly just head butting and then kicking people when they're on the ground” and “two words: thera py” make this movie an absolute must see.

But now, it’s back to work for me, gotta go practise catching bouquets…


Wednesday, August 23, 2006

Wannago


While working on my die-sertation I started thinking about all the countries I want to go to. That is why I created this map of the places I feel are a must see. Note that Belgium and The Netherlands are basically the only Euro-countries I don't want to see because: "There are only two things I can't stand in this world, people who are intolerant of other people's cultures..and the Dutch" Giggle giggle!
I would also like to visit a place called Wannago, but I don't think one exists. Brainstorm for free: If you found a city named Wannago, I'll definately wannago visit you.

Tuesday, August 22, 2006

Gorilla pants on Portobello beach


I must apologize for my procrastination tendencies lately. It's the dissertation again. That thing is totally messing up my life! However, I promised some friends a while ago to publish this gem of a picture. I ran into this dude in Portobello in Edinburgh and he made such an impression on me that I took a paparazzi portrait of his gorilla pants. All I have to say about this matter is that, you non-Icelanders diss me for my classic socks and sandals combo while you keep thong wearing gorilla dudes on your beaches! POT CETTLE BLACK!!!!!!
Peace

Monday, August 07, 2006

Here we know that ... will be green and bright

I swear this dissertation will be the death of me. While I write about how the ancient and not so wise Icelanders chopped down all our forests just for the heck of it this Bing Crosby Hawaii X-mas tune keeps ringing in my head Mele Kalikimaka and so forth. I'd better finish this dissertation before I go (coco) nuts. This is baaaaaad! Fortunately the folks in Japan share my Hawaiian Christmas Ukalele addiction as I discovered while surfing on www.amazon.jp. I'm not sure whether it's reassuring or not and don't ask me why I was surfing Japanese webs with Japanese letters and all either. The only answer is that yes I think this dissertation has caused some kind of brain overload and no I don't think there's another cure than finishing the friggin thang! I first have to overcome my fascination for dr. Phil, who's taking up an hour of my precious time every weekday between 17 and 18 hundred hours. I started watching him and thinking that these back-pocket Texas TV shrinks are utterly ridiculous and should just skeet-skat back to the ranch. Now I'm a born again dr. Philian and think the man's a genius. Need I say more? Mental health gone..
Better plunge into the depths of a German beverage now...

Sunday, August 06, 2006

Animal House

I am living in a place I call Animal House this weekend. You can see the animal on your left. His name is Garpur and I honestly don't know why my sister named her dog after the long haired hippie-person called He-Man in the Anglo Saxon language. I think it must be a coincidence since my sister was not a He-Man fan according to my best knowledge.
Anyway, my sister went to Kárahnjúkar to raise hell and destroy some capitalist bulldozers or more likely to stroll around in the beautiful nature beore the greedy bastards sink it. In the meantime her husband decided to take the kids to Sweden. I suspect he decided to go to such lengths in order to save his 16 year old daughter from the horrors of music festivals being held everywhere in Iceland this weekend. I think it's a good idea, I mean 5,000 teenagers camping, drinking and what have you not. That certainly equals big trouble if you ask me. I am glad that things have changed since I was a teenager, which was back in the day when a 16 year old would actually have been considered too old for going to a festival like that!
With this weekend being the biggest burglary weekend of the year in the city, my sis naturally didn't want to leave the house empty and besides somebody had to take care of the youngest family member. Garpur is a lovely puppy but a bit inconsiderate when it comes to the television set. You see, he wants to go out and play while I want to stay in and watch Animal House on TV. He doesn't appreciate one liners such as "The time has come to put someone's foot down and that foot is me" and "Double secret probation". The puppy doesn't either want to discuss whatever happened to that talented young lad Tim Matheson. I only remember seeing him in the Steven King TV movie Sometimes they come back, his whereabouts since are unknown to me.
Garpur absolutely refuses to watch the movie now and makes weird sounds that would make even Scooby Doo proud and he's also sneezing at me now, the little brat. Oh well, I guess it's time for a midnight stroll down street to see if the baby calms down.
For now, aaaoooooooow!

The Internet explains it all

I need to stop taking these online charachter tests! My movie alter ego is that mean old Scarlett...jeez, no wonder I'm single!

How about that Bjork,
You are:

Scarlett O’Hara

As God is your witness, you’ll never be hungry or be forced to make a dress out of curtains again! You’re not above stealing other people’s fiancés and you stop at nothing to get your own way, which always leads to tragedy. At least you still look pretty when you cry.
If you dear reader wish to torture yourself with internet tests go to http://www.oscar.com/games/whichcharacterareyou/index.html
If the results are disappointing as in my case you can always shake your head and say: "Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn..."

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