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Ahh, now that my day has been brightened, I must discuss some issues I am currently having with life.

I have this volunteer job where I do random shizack for an organization that shall remain nameless. Recently I have come to the realization that I’m in too bloody deep of water without even a popsicle stick as a paddle. I’ve been there for, eh, about 3 months doing odds and ends around the office and helping out at the occasional fund raising event (one particular event being the dinner auction from Hell by the way), when suddenly I have been tasked with organizing the huge annual summer party for 2011. Although I straight-up told my boss that I was uncomfortable with that much responsibility, I have somehow ended up as the Committee Chair of the whole event. So here I am, socially awkward little 20-year old Elaine, having to make cold calls to restaurants pleading for food donations and compiling reports on information that I don’t even have a damned clue about. I feel failure fast-approaching like a raven upon the wind!!

And that is why I have turned to the Biebs. I’ve been told his voice has the healing powers of Jesus, and to that I abide.

You smile….I smile….duu duduu duududud ududu…
I just need somebody to loooooooooooooo-o-ove!

(I have no idea if those lyrics are correct or if they are even from Justin Bieber songs, but it’s the best I got.)

Until further notice, I bid you all adieu and hope to not lose my mind.
Elaine

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No no, I am not swearing at you in some Eastern European language (although, maybe I am without my knowledge of doing so)- that is the name of the 90-something-year old man who was just sentenced to 5 years of prison due to his being a guard of the Nazi death camps for 6 months during the Holocaust. I am not sure how to feel about this. Naturally, the Holocaust was one of the most heinous events in human history, yet I feel sympathy for this John Demjanjuk. Like so many that took part in the, how shall I say, Nazi movement (?? my brain fails) back in the day, John did what he had to do in order to not die/be tortured. Now, that sounds really Nazi-sympathetic of me, so let me assure you that I am anything but Nazi-sympathetic. I just feel like this poor kid wasn’t jumping up and raising his hand saying, “Pick me! Pick me! I want to kill the Jews!”, he simply did what he was told because he literally feared for his life. And now he is a very old man who is being told he will have to live the rest of his days behind bars.

On the other hand, I can see where maybe this is an attempt to “make an example” out of what can happen to someone that is at all involved with evil peeps. Kind of like sending a message to future Nazi’s who, upon hearing what happened to poor old Demjanjuk, think to themselves, “Oh noes! Something bad might happen to me if I join this group of evil men? Ixnay on my participation!” But the thing is, (let’s call him Dem for short) Dem never had a choice, really. He was captured by the Germans, held as a captive Soviet POW, and forced to do the Third Reich’s dirty work.

So I guess through writing this blog, I have figured out how to feel. I’m just gonna go ahead and admit that I feel sorry for the man and I feel that his conviction/sentence is  slightly unfair. I know the actions he performed were absolutely disgusting and downright atrocious and that the pity he deserves is a drop in the ocean (make that one hundred million gazillion oceans) compared to that for the victims who had to suffer at his hands. I just feel that we also have a tendency to see everything in black and white; to see people as a “bad guy” or “good guy,” but this guy was somewhere in between.

What do you guys think?
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Dang, that would be a good title for a departure blog. Alas, my friends, I do not plan on going anywhere. Until I am forcefully (as forcefully as you can be via internet) removed from this BRBcoffee “corner of the web,” I shall be posting random shit as per usual.

Let me start off with a quote that came up whilst talking to a friend about Elton John:
“I don’t care if his wee wee has been in many, many butt holes. I’d let it be in mine as well.”
There, now it is saved for all of eternity.

Currently I am at school, procrastinating studying for my upcoming two tests. And as they say, when in Procrastination mode, do as the Procrastinators do…wait, that doesn’t really make any sense because, in essence, procrastinators do nothing; therefore how can you do as they do?

MINDFUCK!

I want a donut.

Peace out!
Elaine

*This blog was brought to you by Pure Random; cause when you need to be random, you need to blog.*

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I just got back from possibly the best 3 hours of my life: an Elton John concert. The man is a God. Seriously. Okay, maybe I’m slightly delusional but something- no, everything about him speaks to my soul! The way he moves on stage (something in between a gremlin and hobbit), the way his short/stubby fingers caress the ivory keys, the way he belts out a note for way too long but somehow pulls it off….he is magic, I tell you. MAGIC!!!

I must admit, I have loved Elton for some time. Ever since high school when my friend introduced me to his amazing records, he’s been one of my favorites. And guess what, ya’ll…he played my favorite song tonight!

“And Jesus, he wants to gooo to Venus!
And leave Levon far behi-i-ind!
Take a balloon and go sailing,
While Levon, Levon slowly dies!!!!!!

He was born a pauper to a pawn,
On a Christmas day,
When the New York Times said God is dead,
And the war’s begun.
Alvin Tostig had a son today-aaaay-yayay!”

It’s so good. I’m not even joking you, I had a tear in my eye on some of his songs (i.e. “Candle In the Wind,” “Don’t Let the Sun Go Down On Me,” and “Sorry Seems To Be the Hardest Word”). That could possibly be due to the fact that I am PMSing right now, but I like to think it has to do with the raw emotion only my Elty can accomplish.

And now, dear readers, I am off to bed! Tomorrow I must get up and get a haircut. I’m kinda rockin’ a mullet right now, so I definitely need it.

Peace out, and GOODBYE YELLOW BRICK ROAD!
Elaine

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