Wednesday, November 18, 2009

WTF Follow Up

Will it ruin yesterday's story if I say that the pictures were just, y'know, PICTURES? Normal pictures of people making funny faces with the tops of their heads chopped off (by the camera, not by a serial killer, which would be kinda not normal, even in my version of the world). Just normal pictures.

You can understand why I didn't specify that, can't you?

And I've realized the root of my bike troubles. The problem lies entirely with my parents. I blame my possessed exercise equipment totally on them. Because really, what do you expect when you name your daughter "Carrie Ann"? It could be worse, I guess. I could be Carol Anne instead.

This bike is cleah now.


I'm thankful for that, but I still don't have a choice. My name has a history that pretty much predisposes me to have Major Issues. Think about it. For me, Prom was an automatic wash.

I have heard every pig blood joke known to man.


And then there's the music. "Carrie" by Europe is pretty much enough to drive any sane person to ranting about zombie penguins.



What that video really needs is some dancing ninjas.

So thanks, Mom and Dad, for dooming me to a future full of possessed exercise equipment and bad prom jokes. And to all of you wandering spirits tempted to infest my Thighmaster, I give you this:

I don't have a Thighmaster, but I have a big freaking gun.

11 comments:

Mariah Irvin said...

Soon your name will be used in this reference:

"You like to write, Carrie? OMG, you're totally like Carrie Harris!"

I'm not exactly sure why a valley girl is saying this, but I promise it'll happen!

K.C. Shaw said...

My evil second grade teacher was named Carol Ann, so I'm really glad that's not your name. Especially not if your last name was Hubbard, but it's not, so we're both safe.

CKHB said...

What, no Sex and The City reference?!??!!

sraasch said...

I second CKHB -- no Sex and the City? One of the most famous Carrie's of all time. Tsk tsk.

Jamie Eyberg said...

You are the only Carrie in my book.

Carolyn V. said...

The kids at school used to call me Caroline from Little House on the Prairie, even though my name is Carolyn. I hated that. But I guess it's better than having guys sing Sweet Caroline from Barry Manelow. Yikes!

I love the name Carrie btw. I used to have a good friend named Carrie. She was awesome. =)

Keri Mikulski said...

LOL!! :)

I've been mistaken for a Carrie. :) And I thought it was pretty amazing that I 'almost' shared a name with Princess Lea! :) :) :)

Here's to the Carrie/Keri's of the world. :)

Mary Witzl said...

This cracked me up. And I was thrilled that I caught all the cultural stuff too: it was all in my time! Any Sex and the City reference would have sailed right over my head.

I used to get really lame jokes -- people wanting to know where my little lamb was, whether I was 'quite contrary' or a pure and righteous woman. Lots and lots of eye-rolling practice there.

C.R. Evers said...

Thank goodness that your parents named you "Carrie" Just think how boring and well-adjusted you'd be they didn't You'd have nothing to write about. Your curse is your blessing (insert religious orchestra music here.)

PJ Hoover said...

OMG, never equated you to that Carrie, but now that you mention it, you'd look good in pig blood :)

Shelli said...

im stil waiting on your publishing journey blog or did i miss it!