The Sonia Show

Yeah, so, here's the deal ... I'm moving The Sonia Show to WordPress.

The new link is www.thesoniashow.wordpress.com or you can click here to check it out and bookmark it.

I will be keeping this Live Journal blog and using it to read and comment on my fellow LJ bloggers, but for the latest episodes of The Sonia Show you will need to go to the new link.

I don't have a really good reason for the change other than I felt it was time for a change. I've made a lot of changes in the last few months. I think this is part of that. A friend of mine recently started a blog on WordPress and I started playing around on it and I really liked it. I got a pic of my glasses and photoshopped it for the blog header. I think it turned out really nice. The new blog is still a bit of a work in progress, but overall, I think it is cleaner, classy (as Aaron said), and, honestly, a little more chic.

I sincerely hope that you, my LJ friends, will bookmark my new blog or link it up with your blog, so we can keep track of each other and keep in touch like nothing has changed.

See you on the other side ...

Yeah, so, why do wussy poetry boys love me?

Perhaps this is a question best answered by poetryslam. HA!

They love me. I don’t know if it’s the fact that I’m a writer. Maybe it’s the glasses or the red hair or the combination. But, wussy poetry boys love me.

They think I’m funny and witty, but it masks a deep, dark side. Guess what? It doesn’t.

I’m silly inside and out. I don’t read or write poetry. I don’t read many books on serious topics. I read plenty of disturbing things in the newspaper. I can’t bring myself to read stuff like that for fun or relaxation.

After a few months of dating (if not longer), disappointment sets in for these wussy poetry boys when they finally realize that I’m not the girl they thought I was. I watch “American Idol” and “Project Runway.” I love to read David Sedaris and Christopher Moore. I really love the “Star Wars” movies. I listen to terrible top 40 pop music. I’m not a deep, serious person.

I’m not saying that I’m incapable of intelligent thoughts or serious discussions. I’m a smart lady. I’m just not sure what these guys see in me and why they are drawn to me.

Tarot.com says …
Libra: Intense demands are being made on your time and you just don't have enough of it to go around. No matter what you try to do, something will need to be left undone, even if that makes you feel anxious. Keep in mind that you don't have to add anyone else's discomfort to your own. If others attempt to lay a guilt trip on you, just remind them that you did the best you could -- and then let it go.

Yeah, so, I'm so happy to read about all the gay couples getting hitched today. So many of them have been together for decades. It makes me so angry to think that there are people out their who don't think these committed couples should be allowed to get married. Grrrrrrr.

Good office buddy Stacey asked all of us ladies to go out to lunch today to celebrate her peeps finally being able to legally married. I'll drink to that! She said that her and Cynthia are planning on getting married August. Congrats to them! They are an awesome couple.

By the way, my date has been rescheduled for next Monday, which is the next time we are both free. Turns out he really is sick. Poor guy.

Tarot.com says ...
Libra: Your life seems noisy and there is little you can do today to create the beautiful and relaxing atmosphere you prefer. It's not that you are having a hard time; it's just that life is overly intense these days as the energy builds to the Full Moon tomorrow. Give yourself permission to feel the rising tide of emotions, even if you aren't as easygoing as others expect.  

My drink date tonight just canceled. Ouch! 

He says he is sick. I'm going to ask for a doctor's note on the rescheduled date. HA!

Shall we play a game? Sick or not sick? You decide ... 

EDIT: General consensus among the ladies is that he is really sick. I tend to agree. He seems like a good, solid guy. 

Yeah, so, my friend Holly -- for reasons I don't understand -- took back that guy she was dating. 

Unfortunately, she told me this over the phone first thing yesterday morning when I wasn't fully awake. I suspect my reaction was harsh (but honest!), but it was uncensored. My brain filter wasn't awake yet. We spoke today and she said she knows that I love her and want the best for her, which is why I had to be honest with her. I just want her to be strong for herself, ya know? Holly is a smart, wonderful, caring, super cute woman. She deserves to have a wonderful, healthy, rewarding relationship. I feel this suitor has treated her unfairly. She would agree with me on that. I want the best for my friend, but I fear my big, fat yapper may have said too much. Of course, posting about it on the blog may not be my wisest move, but I made a deal with myself a long time ago not to hold back on the blog ... if I can.

Now, I'm a worried that my "honest" rant Sunday morning has made me the friend who doesn't like her boyfriend and, sometimes, we know what happens to that friend. 

I told Holly that my intentions are good. My heart is always in the right place. I think most of my friends know that about me. I would never do or say anything to hurt my friends. I'd like to think she knows that I always have her back.

Words of advice anyone?

Tarot.com says ...
Libra: Tension is growing, but you're not ready yet to handle an intense and probably uncomfortable issue. Instead, you may seek distraction on the sports field, with a deck of cards or by just hanging out with friends. Spending time with your peers is a positive thing in your life, unless you are doing it to escape.

Yeah, so, I'm so happy to be chillin' in the big, red leather chair right now. I'm pooped.

Friday night, good office buddy Kathy, Holly and I went out in my hood to get Holly many drinks to talk about/celebrate her break up from a most unsuitable suitor. We started out at with a delicious Ethiopian dinner at Massawa and a bottle of honey wine. Then, we split a big ol' pitcher of sangria at Cha Cha Cha's, followed by even more drinks at Albemic. Around 1 a.m., Kathy and Holly piled into a cab and I stumbled home.

For some reason, I thought I was fine to go to yoga the next morning. I wasn't. About halfway through the class I didn't feel so good. I struggled through it and rewarded myself with a big, fat burrito from El Balzo.

Saturday evening, seven of us fine ladies went to the Giants vs. A's game at Phone Company Park. We got seven seats together way up in the cheap seats, which, unfortunately, turned out to be the A's fan section. We drank waaay too many beers and ate delicious fried food that is terrible for us. When it became obvious that the Giants were not going to win, we tried to slink out with our dignity in tact, but that just made the A's fans yell at us more. D'oh! D, Holly and I ended the night with some comfort food at Blue Jay Cafe.

Today, I drove out to Concord to hang with the family. I did my laundry, checked in with Michelle and little Lucy, and had a tasty roast beef dinner.

Tomorrow night, I'm having a drink with a gentleman caller. He seems like a nice guy. He works as a visual effects animator. I looooove nerdy movie talk, so I'm sure there will be plenty of that. I will keep you posted.

Cult of Pop Culture: KATHERINE HEIGL'S NON-EMMY HAS US PRAYING FOR FORGIVENESS



We should all get down on our knees and pray to God, Buddha, Allah, Vishnu and/or the significant lord of your choosing for Tommy Lee, Pamela Anderson, Tom Cruise and these other pop culture saviors and sinners in iF's new weekly list of the CULT OF POP CULTURE.

1. Last year’s winner for best supporting actress in a drama, Katherine Heigl, didn’t submit herself for this year’s Emmys, because she claims GREY’S ANATOMY writers didn’t give her anything to work with this season. Don’t feel sorry for her, though. She is the frontrunner for this year’s Ungrateful Bitch Award.

2. R. Kelly was acquitted of charges of filming himself having sex with and urinating on an underage girl. Unfortunately, he is still guilty of making sucky music and being totally creepy. He has been sentenced to five years of reality show appearances and National Enquirer covers.

3. Tommy Lee and Pamela Anderson are back together again, which just proves the old saying, “A couple that gets Hep C together, stays together.” The new sex tape is expected in 3 … 2 … 1 …

4. Speaking of Tommy Lee and Pamela Anderson … Pammy’s ex, Kid Rock, was forced to cancel his appearance at U.K. Download Festival after he was admitted to the hospital. The singer is reportedly suffering from irrelevancy.

Click here to see who else joined The Cult of Pop Culture

Yeah, so, random thoughts time.

Michelle and the baby came home last night. To celebrate, my mom cooked up a batch of the family favorite, Chicken Marengo, at Michelle and Tony’s place. During dinner, Michelle said that Lorelei is going to be spending Father’s Day with her dad. When she said that, my head felt like it was going to explode with jokes, but I couldn’t make any of them because Lorelei was at the table. Seriously, I had to put my head down and had breathe through it to keep myself from saying anything.

“What does he have planned? Is he going to take her to the park so she can see what good dads are like?”

“When is Deadbeat Father’s Day?”

“What do you get a deadbeat dad for Father’s Day? You send him an envelope, but when he opens it, it’s empty?”

Good god, I hate that man.

He had the nerve to tell Michelle that she turned her entire family against him. Ummm, you did that yourself, Captain Jackass. Hey, remember when you came to my house and threatened to kick my ass? Seriously, the guy has brain damage or something.

So, good buddy Holly and her jerkstore of a man broke up again. This time for good. A gaggle of us ladies are going to take her out on Friday night and feed her some drinks. I feel bad for her. I don’t wish a broken heart on anyone … Well, maybe Captain Jackass and that jerkstore of a man Holly broke up with.

Saturday, we’ve got a big group going to the Giants vs. A’s game at Phone Company Park. I’m really excited about that! I love going to baseball games. Super fun.

So, were their people out there who didn’t know Queen Latifah is gay? I just saw a headline that she is planning to marry her long-time girlfriend and people seemed surprised by this news.

I love the “Top Chef” finale last night. I was so pleased Stephanie won. I was starting to get concerned that grouchy Lisa might win. I was surprised she even made it to the final three. I like Richard a lot, too, but Stephanie’s food seems like something I would actually eat, while Richard’s is too clever to eat.

I also watched “So You Think You Can Dance” last night, after much encouragement from squeegman. He’s right. It’s a very entertaining show. I wish I could dance like that. Maybe I should take some dance classes …

Tarot.com says …
Libra: It's hard to get yourself motivated today, for you could have an unusual sense of calmness about you, even in the midst of unexpected chaos. It's easier now to procrastinate, but this will only prevent you from making progress. Your current comfort level won't last for long, so get off your butt and engage in the world right around you.

Yeah, so, as I have mentioned, I've been on a nonstop fruit-eating binge for months. I've always got grapes and apples here at my desk.

This morning, I was munching on my grapes, when a coworker came by my desk and offered me some oranges. Woo-hoo! I took a couple and put them on my desk. Then another coworker came into my cube and offered me some lemons. Yes! So, I have grapes, oranges and lemons on my desk.

A few minutes later, office buddy Stacey walked by my cube and said, "What the hell, Sonia? Do you have scruvy?"

I'm starting to wonder about that myself.

OH, by the way, the oranges are soooo juicy. Mmmmmmm.

Yeah, so, I didn't get to go back to San Francisco like I planned last night. I ended up spending another night in Concord with Lorelei.

Of course, I had no idea that I was going to be spending almost three days in the East Bay, so I had to go to Target last night to get some clothes for work. Michelle had exactly one pair of pre-pregnancy pants that fit me. Most of her pants are too long for me. And her shirts, well, they are too big. She's stacked. I'm not.

Also, my cell phone battery is dead, because I didn't think to bring the charger. D'oh. So, if you are trying to call me, you are just going to get voicemail. Emailing me is your best bet.