Monica is…trying to figure out why celebs still ski?

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Jebus…she died…see people don’t ski!

There are all of these reports about Natasha Richardson’s ski accident on the web/news. The stupid New York Post even went as far as saying she was dead, but later retracted the news saying she was brain dead (actually brain swelling), which in my opinion wasn’t any better. The worst part was it was a ski lesson gone wrong, so basically she had never skied before! Maybe it’s just me, but why the hell would you put yourself in danger if your famous, after the Sonny Bono thing? I get skiing could be fun, adventurous & even beautiful, but if you break this down: you are balancing on a pair of skinny planks down an icy hill. It could be said that many things are dangerous, but this one perplexes me. Ugg, it’s just really dumb, celebs just hang out near the ski slope, get your pictures taken & stay safe!

Monica is…still thinking about Mimi’s Cafe.

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After being duped earlier (“mega sale” at the LA Convention center), we decided to eat away our disappointment with a comforting visit to Mimi’s Cafe in Atwater Village. It’s a little cottage, filled with awful french/jazz decor & screaming families. Yet they have a pretty decent spread for a money conscious pocket, like myself. They give you that little basket of joy filled with carrot raisin bread. I could eat mounds of that bread slathered in softened butter! I had the ranchero eggs over country potatoes & filled my tummy with starchy goodness. It was just right for 7 bucks & I was seemingly happy again. I love a deal, but geez I can’t wait to eat like I used to. These chain restaurants are pretty far from fine dinning. Soon I hope…soon.

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Monica is…digesting marketing ploys.

I came across a few advertisements over the weekend, some marketing geniuses thought were mighty compelling:

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Nothing says classy like a Looney Tunes character around your neck. It was in my boyfriend’s Playboy magazine featuring Seth Rogen. Need I say more?

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I’m a little intrigued about this one, only because I have thick hair & I kinda hate dealing with it. Although I would hardly think a hair salon in a Korean strip mall would make a dream come true. A bag of money, yep…now that’s the kinda desparate stuff I dream about.

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This one has a damn easel & a stupid poster for the simple. Granted this was from a “sale” that I attended with a friend & boyfriend at the LA Convention Center. It claimed “super low prices” on electronics. Needless to say we were duped, 20 bucks were sacrificed in the process. The crowds were atrocious. I feel ashamed, since we genuinely thought there were deals to be had. I needed a camera. I am a dumbass.

Monica is…apparently a senior citizen.

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The fine folks at AARP sent me this in the mail the other day. I guess it’s kinda “cool” they want me to be apart of their club of senior food discounts, newsletters about bone density loss, & intimacy in your later-life. Shudder. How & why did they send this to me? Anyways, just in case your interested, hit up their web page (http://www.aarp.org/) Shit, I’m beginning to think they infiltrated my info through my frequent visits to Coco’s.

Monica is…in awe of this doughnut.

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The other day after our Farmer Boys binge fest, we couldn’t just end it there. As if we hadn’t consumed enough calories that night, we decided to top off our gorging with a trip to Krispy Creme. I’m seriously not a “sweets” person, but every now & then I have an unexplained craving for these trashy doughnuts. I guess it’s the fact you can commit a drive-by in the middle of the night & not have to get out of the car to order the doughnut above. (the cheesecake doughnut filled with mysterious magical goo!) By the way when I bit into that, I felt my lungs fill with cheese almost immediately. Delicious. A moment of innocent bliss. I don’t think I ever want to know what the nutritional facts are to this thing.