Today I walked by a sign spinner who was talking to his friend…overheard the spinner say, “if the DNA comes back and says I’m the daddy then I’m there….but if—” that’s when I went out of ear shot. Oh his head must be spinning right now. Drama!

Stilts are not easy to walk in no matter what they say. Whenever I see someone sporting stilts…I ask them, “Are those easy to walk in?” I don’t know why I feel the need to ask, the answer is always yes, BUT I CAN’T HELP IT! It’s the only thing I can think of when I see someone standing 6 feet taller than me.
This guy…looked like a pro…but it turns out he wasn’t as balanced as I thought.

Showing off his stilts…

Scaring little kids on his stilts…

Payback for scaring little kids on his stilts.

The Intense Individual Party #6 was a great success! The costumes were amazing and we thank all who attended and helped us raise money for 826LA!

Congratulations to our top winners:
1) Colonel Sanders

2) Boy George (pictured here with Mona Lisa)

3) The Polygamist Wives

The DJs Jason Tokita and Chad Fortin from Injoy Presents were amazing and kept us dancing all night…The photos taken by Outside The Booth turned out incredible. Thanks to everyone at Brick By Brick for having us at your fantastic venue!

The performances from all you Intense Individuals were priceless!
Here are two videos from the night…

Intense Individuals Singing We Are The World

The Beatles Performing at The Intense Individual Party

To see more performances by Tina Turner, Adam Lambert, All the Single Ladies, and Colonel Sanders and Simone from Pee Wee’s Big Adventure check out:Intense Individuals YouTube Channel

To view more photos from the night go to
Outside The Booth
Click Private Galleries and then type in intense.
You can buy more prints on the site, too!

We will post more pictures here soon as well!

Thanks again for the amazing turnout and creative costumes! It was Intense!

If you can get past the craziness of Party City you can get yourself a Twitter Piñata. Although it may be more fun for those who hate Twitter…it’s still a must have for any celebration in January. ALL PART OF OPERATION BBTP – “BRING BACK THE PINATA”
See you January 16, 2010 for The Intense Individual Party! Don’t miss it! CLICK HERE TO VIEW THE INVITE! Happy New Year!

Is it wrong that I secretly like to give blood because they offer you donuts and make you feel like “you have to eat them” to bring your blood sugar up? I mean, you could opt for the Fig Newton bar and apple juice that is on the table next to the donuts but it’s not what they really recommend, right? As you meander to the waiting room with your blue bandage around your arm, the sweet old lady who volunteers Monday through Thursday from 2:30 to 5:30 smiles at you ever so sweetly behind the counter and says, “Here honey, have a donut.” How can you say no!?! She smiles a grin full of dentures as she watches you take that glazed donut dripping with melted sugar out the box and a glass of cold milk to wash it down. The proud look on her face says “it’s ok that you are about to go stuff your face with grease and sugar because you may have just saved a life!”

When you give blood you also give calories right? Like once that needle is pricked into your vein all the calories consumed for the day ARE GONE so you have to replenish your body with fried dough! Oh, another thing is that the blood bank people are really serious about you not working out the day you give blood so the guilt of not going to the gym that day also cancels out!

I LOVE SAVING LIVES!

This is an amazing story! Shirley Madsen, a 90 year-old woman was stuck inside her bathtub for three days. The only thing that saved her was a rubber duck that she drank water out of. READ THIS STORY

This past weekend was Anne and Tom’s wedding in Milwaukee. What a fantastic wedding and wonderful couple. Here they are with Ardy (the rubber duck who has not saved any lives yet but would sure love to).

Milwaukee is a very interesting city…especially the airport. Greg and I saw two things at the airport that were extremely confusing.

1) The “Recombobulation Area.” You know…the area where you put your coins back in your wallet, your belts back on, stuff that plastic bag of 3oz cosmetics back in your bag, and put your shoes back on your now filthy feet.

2) “The Casual Traveler” sign. Have you ever seen the “Traveler” signs at airport security? The “Professional Traveler” signs have an image on them of a guy in a suit and tie with a briefcase….because only people who wear a suit and carry a briefcase know how to travel. The other sign is that of the “Casual Traveler” which is usually an image of a guy wearing a baseball hat. Because guys who wear baseball hats don’t know how to travel. But in Milwaukee the “Casual Traveler” is riding a motorcycle!!!!! I guess by “Casual” they mean stupid. Stupid “Casual Traveler” who thinks they will get through security on their motorcycle. “I swear, Sir, it will fit in the overhead compartment!”

I can just hear the Airport Security now as the CT cruises up to security on his sweet ride…”OMG…look at that Casual Traveler riding up in the motorcycle. He is so Casual.”

Side Note: people need to stop letting dogs sit on their laps when they are driving so that the dog can poke his head out the window. It is completely ridiculous and dangerous. If you think you are giving the dog a chance to feel what it is like drive the roads….you are sadly mistaken. They don’t give a damn other than getting some fresh air. Another option…roll your passenger window down, plop them down on the seat, and let them pretend they are driving in the UK. I may have to make a Citizen’s Arrest if you don’t stop doing this.

Two ladies who met while playing bunco at their friend Susan’s apartment discuss the possibility of love.

National High Five Day Documentary 2006 from Conor Lastowka on Vimeo.

I’ve done it. You may have done it, too.
Hit the CAPS LOCK when trying to type an A in an email. Without noticing you start to YELL as you continue to write only to realize after a few words or so that you have typed them IN ALL CAPS. Instead of going back and erasing the CAPS, you continue writing about how much you hate CAPS LOCK. After a few wasted seconds of writing about CAPS, you then go back to what you were writing about in the first place – in proper case.

Something I recently saw on Facebook….a status update: “I totally agree with you! I cAN’T BELIEVE IT IS ALREADY ALMOST THE END OF MARCH! WHAT ARE YOU DOing (ahhh I hate caps lock) later?”

There is just no logical point to not going back and deleting a couple words. It’s your email – you have control.

Another thing that has no logical point is the amount of time we waste on the phone talking about dropped calls on the cell.

So your call is dropped.
You reconnect with the person who you got disconnected from and say, “Sorry about that. I lost you.” (UHH…YOU THINK?) So then the other person on the call says, “It might have been my phone. I’m in a bad area.” Then you respond, “Yeah I don’t know what happened.” (UMMM…THE CELL SERVICE WAS INTERRUPTED – YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENED). Then the other person responds, “Weird.” (LIKE IT’S THE FIRST TIME THIS HAS EVER HAPPENED). Awkward silence and then the other person continues, “Well, anyway where were we?”

There needs to be an end to that. We would all save many minutes on our bill if we all just stopped talking about that CRAZY dropped call and debating back and forth whose phone actually dropped the call to begin with. It doesn’t matter. It was dropped…you got back in touch…move on.

I often wonder…at what point does it occur to the “mover” that no more can fit?

I am dumbfounded when I see this on the road.

Stack-o-holics. These individuals just stack, stack, stack until the moment where they stop the stacking and contemplate.

Here is a series of steps that happen when an Individual (let’s call him George) tries to “fit it all” in his truck.

Step 1) After tying the last bungee chord, George takes a step back to admire his “mass”terpiece.
Step 2) He quits the admiring and gets on to the assessing. George poses the question to himself, “Will…It…Hold?”
Step 3) More questions run through his mind. “Is that chair too far out? “Can I squeeze in one more chair and fit the 6th chair for my 6 person table? Uhhh…Not gonna happen.”
Step 4) George tilts his head from side to side as if this will help him balance the load.
Step 5) He asks himself the question of the moment once again, “Will…It…Hold?”
Step 6) He turns around to see if any neighbors are judging his work of art. He sees his neighbor Frank.
Step 7) George “’sup nods” Frank. Frank shakes his head and thinks to himself, “Would it be that hard to rent a U-Haul?”
Step George sees Frank shaking his head and curses at him in his mind as he smiles it off. He knows that Frank is wondering why he didn’t just get a U-Haul.
Step 9) George turns around, still pissed at Frank and starts blaming “these times we are in” for not getting a U-Haul.
Step 10) He steps up to the truck, pulls on the bungee chord one last time, takes a deep breath, and one last look at his house.
Step 11) George jumps in the truck and turns the ignition. He pulls out slowly and carefully but then guns it past Frank who is still judging him. As the the truck speeds off, one chair falls off the back and onto the street.

George doesn’t notice that his table will now only seat four and that Frank just scored a brand new chair.