Shake it like a Polaroid picture.

Yesterday, I visited BODIES...The Exhibition in Mobile. It showcases real, Asian human cadavers. The bodies were positioned in disturbing positions, such as playing soccer, lunging, or riding a bike. They preserve the specimens using polymer preservation, or plastication.

I kept repeating in my head, "These are real people," "These are real people." I tried to imagine specific scenarios that emphasized their existence (ie: getting ready for work, kissing, or boogie dancing). But I couldn't.

My favorite part was the showcase of fetuses. And the gift shop merchandise which sold souvenirs like ear-shaped page clippers and esophagus pens.

Do The Harry

In my day....Barney ruled the 2-9 age span. Today, there's a new bear on the block.

With rap's increasing popularity, Discovery channel producers have created an interactive children's television series, Hip Hop Harry.

Harry sports the sideways baseball cap and a large 'H' embelem around his neck, strangely similar to Flava Flav.

Harry's gang of education loving bandits dance as if they were auditioning for Step-Up 9. Just yesterday, I walked in the room and found my 4 year old brother, Cade, attempting to reproduce a wannabe Soulja boy move.

Hip Hop Harry utilizes the song's catchy beats to promote washing your hands, drinking water, and sharing.

Harry even has his own MySpace.

Poor Barney.

http://youtube.com/watch?v=14_1qsOk_Ps

Jam Homewrecker

Every Thursday at 7:56pm, I sprawl across my couch in eager anticipation for NBC's Emmy Award winning mockumentary sitcom, The Office. I adore it. The character's quick glances and subtle satire are genius. I consistently day dream about employment at Dunder Mifflin in Scranton. Contributing to the joy it brings is the dreamy paper salesman, Jim Halpert. Unfortunately, little Jimmy is pretty emotionally invested in the receptionist, Pam Beesley...

I won't sugar coat this. Each time that they interact, I experience intense pain. Heartache. I. Want. Pam. Out. Of. The. Picture.

......

That's better...True love <3.

Death Becomes Her

Dear Channing,
Send $100,000 or Susie Q. gets it!

Already, she has endured intentional inflicted physical and mental suffering caused by Osama Teddy.

Despite your current Middle Eastern residence, it is necessary that you closely comply. Or else.


Thank you.

Regulation Hotties

I always want what I can't have.

As shown below, here are images of good looking men who just happen to be younger than the the legal age of 18.

David Archeluto from American Idol. Aw, Adorable.

Cary Robbins, a fellow employee from The Grand.


A recently popular actor, Freddie Highmore.


The Kennan Richards, my future eternal companion. ----


Those who are 50+....

Pierce Brosnan- Hotttttt.

President George W. Bush. One word- power.

Harrison Ford, baby.

And last but not least, Robert Redford.

Cafe Rio Anonymous

Hi, I'm Hannah, and I'm addicted to Cafe Rio's sweet pork burritos.

I have been free of Cafe Rio for exactly two weeks now. While living in Utah, I eat the scrumptious meal at least 2-3 times a week. I miss the thick, fresh tortillas. I miss the upbeat, fast-paced restaurant atmosphere. I miss the "enchilada style." I want Cafe Rio served at both my wedding and my funeral.

During this tumultous time, I've developed a 6-step recovery program as reason to get up in the mornings.

1. Eat a local copycat version, Caliente.

2. Attempt to reproduce the cafe's released recipes in my own kitchen.

3. Buy Cafe Rio stock.

4. Research franchise options.

5. Create a Cafe Rio homage.

6. Sit in my room, hug my loyal frequent buyer card ( which is now 100% filled and waiting to be submitted for a free meal) , and fantasize about my next trip to Utah.

Cafe Rio Sweet Pork:

3-4 lbs pork roast (can substitute chicken)

1 cup brown sugar

3 cups salsa*

Mix ingredients in a crock pot and let cook for 10 hours on low.Once you've made the dressing, pork, rice & beans, it's almost time to eat. But you still have to assemble the salad. Start with a tortilla (we used the disposable aluminum pie tins, but you could use a bowl), then layer on cooked beans, rice, romaine lettuce, pork, dressing, and any of your favorite toppings: pico de gallo, guacamole, tortilla strips, cheese, cilantro & lime.

Cafe Rio Dressing :

1 buttermilk ranch dressing packet (make as per recipe)

2 tomatillos (tomato like vegetable with a husk around them)

½ bunch of cilantro1 clove garlic

Juice of 1 lime1 jalapeno (Use the seeds too if you like it spicy. You could substitute a few drops of green Tabasco for the jalapeno.)

Use a food processor to blend all the ingredients well. Refrigerate.

Here Comes the Sun

For the past couple of days, my blog account has been frozen due to false charges of "spamming." While in the past I do have a reputation for spamming unbeknownst Facebook members with Warren Jeffs notions, I plead innocent. After a precise review of my account activity, my access has been renewed.

Home is magical. At 2pm tommorow we are signing on the house and we'll begin the moving process. I'm becoming quite the expert at this activity.

I'm getting my hair cut tommorow too. And also starting to work at The Grand again. And applying for Camp Shelby.

Here are some pictures I shot while in Sin City.

Our hotel--The Luxor

Mike and I in front of the Bellagio. The water show is awesome!

The Eiffel Tower!

I glimpsed a sight of the creepy old women decked out in red hats+ purple dresses who tromp across the nation promoting readin' and sipping tea.