The other day I was talking to my friend (not My Friend, but another friend; and yes LOL hahaha I have more than one thank you very much, although I'm really not exactly sure how so I'm actually kind of mocking me a little right now too, so I take it back you can go ahead and keep laughing at me instead of with me because that's kind of what I'm doing to myself.) To make a long story even longer, she asked me in the sweetest (typewritten) voice if she could guest blog. On SpaghettiBurrito. << MORE >>

People get all hung up on naming their babies. They think that by slapping some obscure moniker on their ankle-biter that their kid will grow up to be some Hollywood starlet. Name the kid Stormy Cloud and he'll grow up to be a rodeo cowboy…the turquoise chaps wearin' kind. Ernest Peeblebottom, well that kid is bound to get shoved in a few lockers growing up, but after his pimply adolescence has passed, he'll find the cure to cancer…or maybe start a cult nudist colony on Mars.<< MORE >>

I've been kicking this one around for a long time and each and every time I share it people are pretty much rendered speechless with it's sheer awesomeness and simplicity.<< MORE >>

So I recently traveled to Utah and the airport shuttle company sent a kick ass Town Car to carry me home. Rock. A van-less ride meant no loud-talking resort vacationers, six-person-perspective discussions about weather and time zones, or children playing the IRL version of iFart. << MORE >>

So I recently had to spend some time in the great state of Utah. As I never had reason to spread my wings that far, er, westward before I was stampeded by a couple of elephants in the room as soon as my plane touched down. Firstly, you can't help but notice the breath-taking-jaw-dropping view of SLC, framed by a mountain range of giant upside down ice cream cones. And then the niceness. Never seen anything like it. When I was at the airport a man asked me if I wanted to cut him in line because it seemed like I was in a rush (I know what you're thinking- and no, he didn't ask it in a tone that suggested that I was a giant a-hole spoken while rolling his eyes). I thanked him for the offer of cutsies, but explained that I was actually running way ahead of schedule and that this is just how I looked all of the time. Dude, it's an East Coast thing, you wouldn't understand. This experience had an approximate consistency rate of, say a hundred or more percent. << MORE >>

I've been kicking this one around and holding it close to my chest for a long time. As an armchair anthropologist, I can't help but notice how attached people are to their pets. I mean people LOVE their pets. They buy them outfits, get their pictures taken with Santa, send them to day spas and even throw them weddings. All of the things you do for your children, right?<< MORE >>

A while ago I received a card game from a co-worker called Akoha. The point of the game is to do nice things for people you semi-don't know and then get all kinds of credit on this website for being a nice quasi-stranger. You log in and then get 'missions' like Give Someone a Compact Fluorescent Bulb or Invite Someone for Drinks. You're not supposed to disclose that you're doing this because you're playing a game. The vic is supposed to think you have truly seen their inner awesomeness. And then the partially cool nobody/loser turns into a full-blown pompous asshole because he-she thinks EVERYONE can suddenly see they are a really a rock star hiding in a PR peon's body. And the world has one more sucky megalomaniac thanks to you. << MORE >>

I reject being described as the “other member” of Jennifer’s community who “has some ideas of her own and from time to time might make a guest appearance or two" and would like to introduce myself.<< MORE >>

Hello my name is Jennifer and I'm an idea machine. For a long, long time I have been wandering around sharing my thoughts with just about anyone willing to listen (and by willing, I mean close enough to hear while I was talking out loud), usually preceded with something along the lines of 'please don't steal this or I will have to find and stab you'. You see, my ideas are very, very unique and I would just so super hate to turn on my tv at 3 AM and find an out-of-work former Miss America hawking one of my propriety inventions. << MORE >>

Well, there aren't any actual sponsors at this time, but I would LOVE the opportunity to connect brands with the people that buy branded stuff. If your company and/or government sells any of the following we should probably talk:<< MORE >>