Commitment-phobia, A girl just wants to have fun.

Ok, so it’s been over a year since my last post…. (the one where I talked about committing to blogging) and I still haven’t  volunteered at Boys and Girls Club or learned Italian. I’d feel pretty lame about not succeeding in those categories, but I’m in a pretty good place right now. We’ve launched a new 7pm newscast on Commast channel 186. We can’t tell who’s watching just yet, so managers are pretty hands-off. I have free reign on guests and stories. So far, we’ve talked to a former deputy secretary of defense, a NASA expert with some cool inside knowledge, Bollywood dancers, an 11 year old hacker, and a gay Rapper. Cazwell, the gay rapper totally made my white, middle-aged, male anchor blush. It was the best awkward interview I’ve ever seen. My anchor brought up Beach Blanket Babylon at the end of the interview. It’s a campy, San Francisco-centric musical. I’m still trying to figure out why he threw that in. It was like, let’s say the first flamboyant show that comes to mind. (To his credit, he did get some thought-provoking questions in there too) The rapper kept promoting himself- bringing up itunes and his twitter account. My meteorologist then said (unwittingly of the sexual undertone) “Cazwell sure does like to plug himself.” AWESOME. I hope my viewers were just as entertained.

I’m going treat this as more of a journal from now on. I’ll save the professional stuff for NBCBAYAREA.com. A link to that Cazwell interview to come…

Ready to be Committed

Pitched a blog to my boss for our station’s website today and he totally called me out on only having a post. Well, I called myself out on it after he asked if I had my own blog. That’s not much of a vote of confidence for my commitment level. In all fairness, I’ve only had a blog for 10 days now- but a one blog to 10 day ratio is nothing worth bragging about. so here it is. My second post… that shows a little more routine right? Here are the other things I am committing to:

1. Volunteering at Boys & Girls club at least once a week. I’ve finished the paperwork… just need to mail off the packet and schedule the time.

2. Learning Italian. This is really part of a bigger goal: going to Italy. Planning for that started a year ago. My little sister was wrapping up her internship protecting the Yuki Wilderness in Mendocino County. In a few months she went from not having a driver’s liscense to driving a big ol’ manual forest service truck all over them there woods. It was pretty cool to see. Well, she wanted to show off these skills and her wilderness area to her big sister. Although she’d spent months driving through snowdrifts without getting stuck on the last day of her internship there we were: two city girls (well, one city girl and a colorado hippie who’d navigated the truck for months) stuck in several feet of snow. While we radioed the sheriff- we made a pact. Something along the lines of “We’re going to die in the snow- let’s go to Italy in 4 years.”

We tore out the last page of the book I was reading “Like Water for Elephants” and wrote that we would save up- track down some relatives and just go. I’ve been putting aside at $100 bucks a month ever since. that’s a lot of beer money. That is commitment.

Thank God for Google

Decided to start a blog and before I knew it got bogged down in the details of trying to be witty and clever- which normally comes naturally especially after a few drinks…. but i promised myself after quite the binge this weekend that I wouldn’t drink again.. until wednesday… when i have dinner with some friends in SF… sorry, liver…. anyway- I had to come up with a username, password and blog title..I knew I wanted the blog title to have the word sass so I was like, “how about something with ass”- but couldn’t come up with any thing so I googled “ass phrases.” Now I know I was asking for trouble there… but I was directed to urban dictionary. Turns out “ass phrase” is actually a phrase… well, invented by some idiot trying to be clever (unlike myself- i google my cleverness)

Ass Phrase: The phrases or words on girls pants or shorts. Men’s eyes automatically drop to see what it says, it is unfair when you are walking with other girls. Or if the girl with the ass phrase is fat, nasty, or both!

Seriously?! you posted a definition of “ass phrase” on the internet and you get to decide who’s fat , nasty or both… and that they can’t have the word “sweet” or “juicy” or sexy” across their ass. And any girl worth your time isn’t going to be jealous of the girl who has to have an “ass phrase” to get attention.

Get over you’re self Urban Dictionary poster and thank god for Google.