Sexiest Quarterbacks?

MSN's Top Ten Sexiest QBs and my thoughts on the fellas:

1- Tom Brady. Yes. Although, what's up with the photo on file? This is probably the worst photo I have ever seen of him. Is it just me or does he look like a snarling beast (ooh la la!) in a showdown with red lasers ready to shoot out of his eyes at any moment? Damn, he's still hot though. (Mmmm, scan through these Pics... You'll see something you like gauranteed! I rather appreciate the Stetson advertising!)

2- Brett Favre. Oh yeah! He is definitely a good lookin' dude! He is the reason I enjoy There's Something About Mary. Not only is he physically attractive, he has that fire and drive that make him irresistable. People are aware of his past and the struggles he overcame to make his family his priority. There is nothing sexier than a man who can push his demons aside and never look back. He's just such a stud!

3- Joe Namath. Sorry, But I can't help but think of this everytime I see him. (btw, NOT impressed with Chad Pennington at all! There were far more talented QB's drafted in 1999. Unfortunately the cards were against them and the NFL didn't quite work out as it should have, while subpar QB's like Pennington are still out there. Mann, if the NFL had known the gem they could have had and kept him in their system... they would be loving life right now, and he would definitely be on this top ten sexiest list.)

4- Donovan McNabb. He's cool. I admire his determination and endurance. And I like Daryl from The Office simply because he reminds me of McNabb.

5- Tony Romo. Cute. He has that babyface which shows his love for the game of football. Ugh, although his love for other things is not desirable to this girl. Tony Romo + Jessica Simpson = Not Attractive. Although, I'll admit, this commercial makes me smile and I can't help but lovingly say, "Oh Romo!" every time it comes on.

6- Johnny Unitas. You know I'm going to love this man since he did so much for the Baltimore Colts. He's a legend that accomplished so much. How could you not respect the man? Plus, they don't name awards after lame ass guys. He has award status. That's way cool! (I love how dapper he looks in this picture!)

7- Doug Flutie. Talent is very attractive in a man. Doug Flutie is very talented, however... I'm sorry Doug, you just don't cut it for me. Don't get me wrong, I have mad respect for you and your supreme hail mary thow, but... yeah... Not a good looking man. (The photo they use cracks me up. Like him biting his lower lip will throw in some sex appeal. No. Doesn't work that way.)

8- Matt Hasselbeck. Ew! (That was LITERALLY what came out of my mouth when I saw this) I don't care how adorable your wife is, the fact that she is a cast member on The View automatically is a downer. Sorry, you can't get rid of that black mark.

9- Randall Cunningham. Honestly, I have heard the name (or am I thinking of Richie Cunningham and his wife Oprah?) but I can't tell you anything about him. I could see how the ladies would find him attractive though.

10- Matt Lienart. You use to be attractive to me. Until that is you put football on the back burner and spent more time hobnobbing with Hollywood Socialites. Don't get me wrong, I would also be drawn to Hollywood parties. But if you were the QB for the #1 NCAA team and were drafted into the NFL, you keep football as your priority. There's just no excuse for cutting down football like that. Not to mention you took over the starting position from my man Kurt Warner. Kurt is far more talened than Matt. I defintitley think Warner is a goodlooking guy, but it's his character that truly makes him sexy. Yeah... none of these things are working in your favor. ICK! And i'll never forget the day I read you were seen canoodaling with Paris Hilton. Brother... the girl is a walking disease! Take the advice from Dr. Seuss and don't touch her with a 39 and a half ft pole!

World Religion Part 2

I love a teacher who compares Hinduism to The Matrix and grabs his pecks when referring to the physical body.

On Thin Ice

I was just notified our Casual Friday has been cancelled this week.

Bastards.

Fuming

It is taking everything I have to not walk over to an AM and give them a piece of my mind. My job sucks ass, and this is very apparent. But I draw the line when I see coworkers begging my sister for her help, and then pinning the problem on her during a client call and taking absolutely no responsibility for it. Nevermind that this is NOT Lindsey's problem, and our department does not have the access or training or know how to fix the problem... but it sure has become her problem. Nevermind that Lindsey has already put in her fair share of OT, but the AM still went ahead and told the client Lindsey just needs to "put in more OT." Dude, screw you. I'm pissed. Don't mess with my family.
I really want to say things to the AM. I have thought of many ways to confront her appropriately, but I know Lindsey doesn't want me to. So... against every driving force in my body, I have chosen to restrain. I am NOT HAPPY to say the least right now. So lame. I can't wait to quit this pos job.

Amen Bilbo Baggins, Amen!

Although Bilbo said the following in reference to feeling his age, I can't help but think of these words concerning how tired I am and what will ultimately lead to exhaustion if things do not change.

I know I don't look it, but I'm beginning to feel it in my heart. I feel thin. Sort of stretched like butter scraped over too much bread.

I love how he continues to say:

I need a holiday. A very long holiday, and I don't expect I shall return.

That sounds so nice. I just close my eyes and think how nicely that would apply to any of the following travel plans: Mexico, Philadelphia, Las Vegas, Europe, and Buenos Aires. To experience such wonderful places with some of the people I love the most? Well, that thought might be able to get me through such wearing days.

Stringy!

I am eating the stringiest piece of Sting Cheese I have ever ate... and it is delicious!

Also, I love doing an image search on Google and seeing random stuff you wouldn't expect to see under something like, Oh, I don't know... "String Cheese".

Good Stuff!

The Whole Time?!

I have to wear a name badge at work. I don't wear it around my neck. Ew! I don't use the little slate of metal to slide into my pant pocket because then it locks the badge so you can't pull it out by the string, and that's annoying since you have to scan your card going through all the doors in the building. I do, however use the hook and clamp it onto my belt loop. I never attach it to the front belt loop though because when you walk it taps against your thigh and is highly annoying. So i'll place it on the loop that is to the back right... I don't know, something tapping my ass doesn't bother me as much I guess. Ha ha.

So I have a pair of khaki cargo pants that I LOVE! I'm sure you've all seen them, (all 2 of you who read my blog. Always glad to accomodate you!) as I've had them since high school. Yeah, high school, and I still bust them out and get all excited to wear them. I pull them off as dress pants because they're not levis, although they are probably not business appropriate since they are so old, dingy and stained. Oh well... I'm still gonna rock them like it's 1999 (Which is honestly when I probably got them). Anyway, whenever I have these pants on, I forget they don't have belt loops on them, and it's the one drawback! There is nowhere to put my badge but to slide it into the pocket, but like stated above, that screws up the whole highly sophisticated rotarty mechanism, and I also think the badge will snag on something and I'll have to pay $15 for a stupid badge.

There is a point. It might be a stupid point, but it's in here. Just wait for it.

Just now I grabbed my badge so I could go to the bathroom (that's right... 7:48 pm... I'm at work even though I got here at 7:30 am.) when I realized which pants I was wearing today and was sad with the inconvenient attachment I had to resort to. I connect my badge to my pant pocket, and slide my hand up and back around my waist. My finger caught ahold of something... A BELT LOOP! I have had a belt loop on the right back side of my favorite pair of dingy pants this WHOLE TIME ('99 shall we?) and I didn't know?! How could I miss this?! Think of all those wasted moments of worrying I'd lose my badge, or needing to detach it to swipe against security. I guess I just assumed since I didn't have belt loops in the front, I wouldn't have them in the back.

Let this be a lesson to you... Old school pants never go out of style and they help you out in the most unlikely of circumstances. Be good to your pants!

Pep Talk

I can't even begin to describe the stress and fatigue I am feeling through the pressure of school and work. Well, mostly work which in turn is effecting my schooling. It's a very stressful time for my deparment. Amidst a merging of companies, and downsizing, my department feels like a mouse on the eternal wheel of struggle. You look at my team (at work, not the Cougars or Colts) and we are dead to the world. You can see the toll it is taking on us. The overwhelming demands are seen on distraught and tired faces. There have been plenty of breakdowns at work (I just witnessed one mere moments ago).

So, what to do? Well, I needed a little pick me up today. (Ha ha... I looked in the mirror this morning, and I did not like the reflection. It was bad! My eyes are all blood shot, I've completely broken out, I feel like death, it's just... it's bushly!) So, I turned to a person who I knew I could count on. What truly great advice!

You have no idea how much that helped this morning! Seriously.

Fantastical!

This morning I had to run up to the U of U bookstore to purchase my remaining text for the semester. When I saw the magazine cubby section, I remembered my sister saying Johnny was on the cover of Rolling Stones this month. So I went over and started looking. Brittney Spears, blah blah... Little Teen Boppers from the Disney Channel, whatever... Will Smith, you're cool. Tom Brady, GRRR! Stupid Patriots going to the Super Bowl again! How I hate the though! Mmmmm although how I do love the beauty that is Tom. When suddenly I see it in all his glory. Johnny on the cover. Holy mother of all that is good. That is a good picture. I scooped up my copy and eagerly skipped to the check out. I step up to the first counter and recognise the kid as he assisted me just a week earlier. We exchange pleasantries and he says, "Johnny Depp huh?" and I exclaim, "YES!" (Think of Will Ferrell as Buddy the Elf when Mary Steenburgen confirms syrup does indeed contain sugar and Buddy responds back, "Then YES! I LOVE syrup!" Well, I responded very similarly.) We talk about the awesomeness that is Johnny while he rings me up and at the end of it all he says, "You enjoy Johnny Depp!" To which I replied, "Ooh hoo hoo! I WILL! And by the way, I appreciate that you would tell me to 'enjoy' Johnny Depp. That makes me feel good!" I left the bookstore with a spring in my step towards the cashiers office. It was bitterly cold this morning. A radio DJ had said, "Temperature has gone UP to 7° downtown." So as I walked on the icy sidewalks/snow (slipping twice, but never falling) I clutched Johnny and held him close to my chest. Oh mann.... how sweet is that?! When I was done at the U, I drove to work (which was miserable... but let's not be a downer on such a wonderful post) I worked my crappy shift and made it back out to my car at 6:37 pm. I hop inside and turn the engine on to warm up while I scrape some frost off the windows. I reached into the backseat for the scraper to see a chest bearing Johnny seductively wanting me from my back seat. I giggled like a school girl, and probably blushed like one too. Mmmm, Johnny in the backseat. I can't help but have the infamous words of Luda come to the forefront of my mind, "Backseat, windows up, that's that way I like to %*$^" Mmmm.... good times!
Oh, and for the record, I love how they start Johnny's article out with, "Attend the tale of Johnny Depp" tying in the main titles for Sweeney Todd. I rather enjoy that!


So, my soon to be brother in-law just called me. This is EXACTLY how the conversation went down:


Chelsey: Hello?
Travis: Did you hear who died?
Chelsey: Oh, yeah. Heath Ledger
Travis: Who told you?!
Chelsey: Lindsey
Travis: DAMMIT! (Hear Lindsey in the background laughing)
Chelsey: Why do you ask?
Travis: Cause I want to be the first to tell someone.
Chelsey: Why don't you try Keri?
Travis: Does she not know yet?!
Chelsey: I don't know. I haven't seen her today.
::click:: End of transmission.

The Hardest Button to Button

Today at church I reached out to give my friend a hug, when SNAP! My button TOTALLY popped off my dress! Yup, right in the middle of church. It just took off. Beyoom! This was an important button as it connected the strap on my right shoulder. Thankfully I had a cute levi jacket on so others wouldn't know, but still. I looked, and I can't find that button either. It's MIA.
Let's go back to early 2007. It was my first day in my new ward (which is the same ward I was at today during the button debacle). I went with my adorable Kristen, who I love! Since our ward meets at an institute building, we don't have a chapel with pews. Rather a chapel with rows of chairs pulled out. We took a seat in the second row. The meeting was great, and half way through we had an intermediate hymn which we were beckoned to stand for. I went to stand up... but something held me back. Something just didn't feel right. I looked down, to see the tie on my fabulous wrap around skirt had come untied!!!! I am not kidding you! I was this close to flashing my ENTIRE new ward! Standing in the second row (with seats that don't come very high and don't leave a lot to the imagination like a pew does) would make sure everyone got a peak. I couldn't stop but think of what underwear I had put on that morning. :: whew :: If anything had been exposed, at least it was some nice Victory Secret flesh colored bikini's that aren't too scandelous.

Two many close calls for being inappropriate in a worship setting. Hopefully we've seen the last of this!

Idiots

Today I was driving to work and approaching the 106th and Redwood interesection. For those of you who don't know... this is a busy intersection. When suddenly I see 2 women jaywalking... or shall i say, jayrunning across the street for fear of getting hit. They were only... I don't know... 80-100 feet away from the lights, so if a car came... they would have been hit. Truly- If a car had turned onto that street? BAM! Those girls are getting struck be a vehicle because a driver probably wouldn't be able to avoid them in time. Honestly though... if they were to get hit, you can't feel too bad, because they were right in the way. You know what makes this whole thing really annoying though? The girl in front was holding a toddler as she darted through traffic. WTH? Are you really too lazy to walk the 100 extra feet to a designated crosswalk even if it comes to sparing the life of a small child? Seriously... there are a lot of motards in the world!


Maybe we should create a, "If you want to Jaywalk, that's cool, but don't endanger the life of a kid because you're a lazy SOB" and use the San Diego Illegal Immigrant sign as a building block. Just a thought...

Please no

Oprah's "OWN" Network.

World Religion

I had my first class for the Spring 2008 Semester tonight. It should be an interesting class. I'm hoping to keep it, but we'll see how everything plays out.

My teacher cracks me up. His name is Mike Wilson, he turns 37 on Wednesday and is feeling old. He is currently attending the U for his PH.D, and since he doesn't have it yet, we can't accurately call him, "Dr. Wilson" because it makes him, "Feel bad and worthless." So he gave like a 10 minute opening on how he would prefer that we call him Mike, but if it's ABSOLUTELY necessary we can call him Mr. Wilson... which he winced at when he said it. He resembles an Andre Agassi with more of a baseball/basketball player build. He has the voice of Breckin Meyer and... he pretty much just cracks me up. When he lectures, he paces back and forth, not really making eye contact with anyone, while he strokes his bald head. He'll be deep in thought, then out of nowhere say something completely unrelated and funny. Which I enjoy. It's a nice way to cleanse the pallet so to speak when dealing with a 2 hour and 40 minute night lecture class.

He was pacing back and forth asking how one could accurately describe what constitutes as a religion. Out of nowhere he says, "I have to sit down. I just got the worst cramp in my foot." He collapses into his chair then proceeds to wine, "I have had a s-h-i-t-t-y day today." (and yes, he spelt it.) He said how he had a "cartoon slip" on the ice today, and as he was falling down he could see how his feet were up over his head. He came into class today and introduced himself to the 4-5 kids in class then went to the bathroom, only to find his zipper had been down all day. "I haven't gone to the bathroom since this morning" he began, "So my fly has been down while I was walking around campus, while I took a 35 minute track ride through town, and when I greeted my new students for the first time."

He asked if there were any movie buffs in class. I half raised my hand and he asked if i've heard of Derek Jarom. Which I had not. He said he's a crazy director that makes freaky shows and did a movie on Wittgenstein (Named after the famous Philosopher). He said if we like freaky movies and acid we would love it. I busted up laughing! and i'm so gonna rent that movie.

Anyway, I'm excited about the class and enjoy Mike. I always do better with a teacher that I like and entertains me because I, 1) tend to listen more intently and 2) Don't want them to think I'm an idiot so I study just a little bit harder to impress them. The only thing I'm worried about in this class is all the politically correct stuff. I swear he spent 1/8 of his time expressing he wasn't endorsing these thoughts or beliefs and doesn't want to offend anyone. Blah blah blah. Dude, if you're offended when someone talks about Hinduism or Evolution... you shouldn't be in this class. But yeah, I think I'll enjoy it.

Morning Drivers

Driving to work this morning I saw a car with the following:

Ummm.... is it just me, or does the excitement of a "hidden" hitch get taken away when they print and point to it saying, "Hidden Hitch"? Hmmmm... I know you might need to think of new creative ways to advertise your secret product, but this is not the way to do it my friend... Or is it? Because even though I'm making fun of it, It made an impression and here I am looking it up on the internet and talking about it.... Mmmm, nah. You should still do something different.

A few weeks ago I found myself driving to work behind, I don't know- It was some sort of a small Isuzu SUV. Circa '99 I would say. Now, this was just your average car. You could tell they change the oil and get the tires rotated regularly, blah blah blah. There was nothing suped up about it, and nothing wrong with it. However, on the back window in big red decal was posted, "Bad Ass Girls Drive Bad Ass Cars". I seriousloy LAUGHED the entire way to work. I will ensure you, there was not one Bad Ass thing about that car. Ha Ha. Oh... the entertainment.