LadyBug Does Google

That sounds promiscuous doesn't it?  I just love those Google ads.  It's like they know what I am thinking, all the time!

Wait, they know what I'm typing right?  Total disappointment.

I still want to work for them.  I heard they had massages weekly, in house.  And even afternoon tea?  Sign me up.  They might be short on lady bugs.  Google, I'm available!

A LadyBug, In Training

This running thing swiftly turned from a chore... to a necessary evil... to a welcome relief.  I never thought I'd say this, but this LadyBug prefers running to flying.  Yup, that's right.  I said it.  Never in a million years right?  Don't doubt me folks.

So in light of this, keep my momentum going!  Donate here and make sure I make it to race day.  Without you, I may just cower in my green shell and avoid the snow in central park.  I don't want to run off with all my ladybug friends to brunch and mimoas.  Well, maybe after my run.  And you are more than welcome to join.  I love me some bananas foster pancakes.  And ice cream of course.

http://pages.teamintraining.org/nyc/joekl10k09/chackett

In case you are new to this adventure of yours truly, I am training to run a 10K for Team in Training.  I never ran before in my life - if you don't count trying to catch the bus or stop a parking attendant from writing your car three tickets.

Soy Lattes with LadyBug

Remember my dream of serving fancy no whip, no foam, ultra skinny super large double soy lattes to the luxury starved customer?

Yeah, they're not hiring.  Anywhere.

In my complete desperation, I almost applied to Jamba Juice, but I remembered I might jamba around too much and become traumatized when we cut open the bananas and oranges.  They're alive too, you know.

I'm not a vegan, what I am talking about?  Well, it's back to the drawing board sassy bugs.

LadyBug Goes To The Left, To The Left...

a little to the middle?  to the right?

LadyBug likes to learn.  She likes to learn more than she likes to dance with all 6 of her feet, simultaneously.  She also doesn't understand why she is talking in 3rd person?  Or why banks and libraries are closed on Election Day.  Don't we all need to continue paying you Big Brother AND taking advantage of free internet when we are unemployed?

Regardless, let's hit this one, since it's Election Day and all.  Politics.  After much research and deliberation, I have decided that I am a Democratic Centrist.  First thought I was a Libertarian, but that proved to be a little too right-wing for me.  Either way, I am friends with everyone, regardless of your beliefs.  Hey, I would actually with agree with you on most of what you believe!

In light of that, I have always liked to understand why people stand on certain sides.  I don't care where, I like to have friends from all walks of life.  I'm friends with mammals AND tortoises of course!  As long as you have a strong, independent mind free of all convictions and stereotypes and ingrained beliefs you were taught to trust, I'd honor a fun conversation about it.

Over nachos of course.

And I wouldn't be against you buying me a beer.  Helping out the needy on Election Day is a worthy thing.

Listening to Webinars and Drinking Tea

with LadyBug!  I just came back from a second interview, and now I hear there's a THIRD!  Now, fellow lady bugs, who has THREE interviews for a part-time position?  It leaves me quite bemused with the economy, as a weekend job proves to be more competitive than any high paying corporate job I had in my career.  Hopefully I won't have to wear heels.  I'm quite tall for a lady bug.

So now, I'm listening to a webinar to be a Nutritionist.  I would feel great about this when they get to the price part.   Anyone know anything about Public/Urban Health programs in New York City?

The NYC Marathon and LadyBug!

No, I did not run it.  Me? a LadyBug?  I'd just end up stuck on the Verranzo. Well, I ran it, just did not complete it.  I needed to get to the other side (insert chicken joke here) and the cops literally told me - just run with them and bolt!  It was worse than trying to merge onto the Cross Bronx Expressway at rush hour.  I almost crashed into the folks handing out gatorade, thinking I was a runner.  What, did the LadyBug shell not give it away?  Or the fact that I was holding a purse and wearing high heeled boots.  You decide.

My favorite Cuban Cigarette and I had brunch in Long Island City, watching the runners.  Not to get all sappy on you sassy bugs, but it truly was an emotional sight to see.  You can feel the energy, the excitement.  I could not help but smile after exciting the 7 train, just following the noise to Vernon Blvd.

It was the half way point, and these runners needed some motivation.  So after brunch, and after the hard-core runners passed through (and the runners running into the restaurant knocking over tables to get to the bathrooms) we stood outside and cheered them on - to the very last person.  We even saw the "sweep bus" go by.  We saw an older man with - what was it? - his 119th marathon?  God knows.  It was amazing, and these are the people who needed the cheering.  And they loved every second of it.

Look at me with the ING sunglasses on.  Don't I look hip?  That's an apple next to me.  That'll be my dinner for the next two weeks, its a chemically imbalanced apple so its extra large.

LadyBug Dances to Lady Gaga

I just had to do it.

Well, I did have a point.  Halloween.  I was in Brooklyn roaming around with Lady Gaga, among others, most notably, someone with a gun as a leg.  I had a needle in my chest and ruby red lipstick.  10 points if you know who I was...

10 points will be served to you in the form of leaves, because that is the only cash I have at the moment, and since I'm a ladybug I subsist on them.  They're like gold in my parts.

Thank G-Dog for the fact that beer was 3 dollars.  That was fabulous.  I love Brooklyn.