Author: Classic Ruby

Thoughtful, honest, and open-minded. Willing to “go there” just so I can have the experience…and I have no problem sharing those experiences with you. Some may call me a bitch– the fact is, I can sometimes be what others term as “too honest for my own good”. If my unwillingness to sugarcoat the truth, if your ability to take my word at what it is without having to add a grain of salt, makes me a bitch, I say more power to me. This corrupted, lying, guile-filled society could use a bit more of my brand of “bitchiness”.

White Men Can't Jump…buuut White Mommy's CAN Rhyme!!!

I have some awesome facebook friends… one’s who find the most deep, touching, meaningful and powerful quotes or sayings and make them their status, who daily post some mind-boggling brain teasers, who always gift the thing I always wanted in my Cafe, and who religiously go through all 600 of my new photos and make witty, complimentary and generally well thought out commentary on each of them (shut-up: you know that people on your list going through your photos and commenting makes you feel damn special too! :-p lol). I’ve got those friends who have their entire timelines either spammed with thousands of Farmville updates or random videos (like, seriously? How many favourite songs per day can you POSSIBLY have?) who seriously get on my nerves, and the one’s who TRY desperately to say something that will make them look deep and contemplative but have so many typos, grammatical errors and awful uses of the words there their and they’re that all I want to do is correct the damn thing like I’m their grade 9 English teacher (more…)

Have You Ever Cussed Off Your Parents?

Ever been so mad you see red (literally)? Ever been so frustrated or angry that you feel that you’re about to explode, implode, or seriously cause some damage to anything or anyone within arms reach? Unless you’re one of those uber-calm people that I can’t stand (cause you make me look bad lol) you probably have, at least once. So you know what it is when you get to that point where your blood is boiling and you’re beyond helpless to control it: it’s damn near impossible to make your thoughts, words, feelings and actions all seem to be a fluent, coherent, respectful and personality-consistent entity rather than the ugly, evil-eyed, fire-breathing monster they become.

Curse words fly from your mouth without even a second thought as to who’s around you or what type of environment you’re in. Suddenly, morals and codes of ethics you have ardently upheld and preached are (more…)

You Think YOUR Eyes Never Deceive You? Think Again!

Ok, seriously, this commercial pisses me off. For several reasons. First, because the first time I watched it I was only very barely casually watching. So when I realized the big HUGE black hole in my vision, I was dumbfounded. Seriously, I know all about the experiment that illustrates that this phenomenon actually occurs in real life situations, but seriously? Against an all white screen? I just HAD to see it again. But I didn’t wanna cheat. I was not going to find it on youtube prepare myself and then pause it at the exact moment where my perceptual black hole had missed the hippo. I wasn’t. I was going to see it on TV and I was going to catch it, and then I was gonna be all “OHHHHH!!! I see!!”.

The problem was, every damn time the stupid thing came on, I never really caught on it was the same commercial until the rabbit was already at the end of its first run and they were asking if we (more…)

All Women Are Prostitutes

…Or so suggests many women who engage in legalized forms of prostitution. From talk-show exclusives to magazines to documentaries, the legalized sex trade has been all the rage as of lately. And who can really blame to media for capitalizing on the newest lifestyle trend to hit North America: guilt-free sexual activity. From pointers on keeping physically and emotionally safe before, during, and after one night stands, to ways in which women can keep their sex drives at max 24-7, to more scandalous things like the rise in sexting and real-life amateur pornography making its way to the world wide web, sex seems to be the newest cause of and solution to all of life’s problems (coming in second only to drugs and alcohol…which certainly have never obtained such global acceptance and wide ranges of age groups glamourizing it) (more…)

Give Into the Consumerism for a Happy Mother's Day

I would like to think that I’m the kinda gal that doesn’t buy into superficial consumerist holidays. So does my mother. And, since I’m most certainly my mother’s child (some of the time! lol) I’m pretty certain that it’s her general attitude towards holidays and the fact that celebrating them on that day is entirely irrelevant, that it would mean JUST as much to celebrate the week before or after society decides to officially launch said holiday, is the basis for my thought processes. But, here’e the thing. I don’t need the whole kit-and-kaboodle on Valentine’s Day, let’s say, because quite frankly at least 50% of people in society (or at least the one’s that I see in society) are single and therefore NOT going to be involved in the V-Day festivities. So, even if all I get is a little cuddle or a phone call that says “Happy Valentines Day! I love you baby!” from my man, at least I HAVE a man and GOT a call (more…)

"No, You Hang Up First!!" Syndrome

You know what I’m talking about here: two lovebirds are cooing sweet nothings to each other over the phone, pining away so unabashedly that to be an observer to the scene is painfully embarassing. And you can’t figure out who should be more embarassed: your friend for being caught acting like such a goof, or you, for appearing in public with them ever again not knowing which faces in the crowd know what kind of love-sick freak your friend has morphed into. After your tenth not-so-subtle suggestion that your friend get off the phone because you’re now running half an hour late because of this idiotic conversation they refuse to end, their glazed-over eyes finally begin to clear slightly. Looking at you almost in shock as though realizing for the first time that there’s someone else (more…)

When You Divorce Him, You Divorce His Friends Too…Or Do You??

Yesterday, I decided to wild-out! Seriously, I was gonna get smashed outta my mind, hopefully SOO plastered that even the wino in the video that was featured on my Alchohol Special would have looked good and sober! While I am (no longer :-p) an advocate for drinking away your problems, primarily because it certainly solves absolutely nothing, and in fact probably will in the process add on at least a few new ones, I do highly support the idea of getting out and blowing off some steam, letting it all hang out, getting all loose and loopy and pretending that you’re your partying, fun-loving, problem-free alter-ego. On occassion. It doesn’t count if you do it several times per week, or even once a week. But when you’ve reached your limit, when the shit has piled itself up WAAAYYY too high, when you feel like you just can’t take it anymore, THAT’S (more…)

If The World Doesn't Revolve Around Me, It Sure As Hell Doesn't Revolve Around You

Hey y’all, I know it’s been a while, and I know that at best I’ve been sketchy to downright absent in the blogging community. It’s not that I’ve lost interest, or even focus. Rather, as usual for me when situations arise, mine has gone from bad to worse and as a result I’ve needed a few weeks rest. For those of you who missed my post on Not Taking Yourself Too Seriously, you may be thinking that perhaps I might be referring to the health issues I’ve had ever since my post on my Walk-In Woes. While those problems certainly have persisted, and in fact worsened if anything, what’s taken me out of the blogging game for the past few weeks was a car accident. One in which my car was totalled. One which occured right outside of a walk-in clinic (yes, another one lol) which I was going to because I was pretty sure I had some type of throat infection. One which, while initially I was in way too much shock to even realize I was (more…)

At Home Sick? I Got The Cure For Boredom Right Here…

bad-actingBeing stuck in bed for most of the day, everyday, can get pretty damned boring. I mean, seriously, how much TV and internet can any one person take? Well, considering I have been on bed rest for 5 months now, apparently the answer is “lots”. But, I’ve learned that, in order to make all the mind-numbing, brain-cell-killing activity entertaining it’s best to learn how to appreciate genres of programming you might have shunned before. Especially if you were avoiding such things because the acting, directing, storyline, or whatever else was seriously sub par. For example, my newest little guilty pleasure that helps me stay sane through the exciting life of mattress surfing are (more…)

Don't Take Yourself So Seriously

game-overWith Ruby, you’ll find, if it’s not one thing, it’s certainly another. Either way, it seems that each and every day is an adventure filled with pitfalls, danger zones, enemies, and a couple power-ups along the way to keep me from actually dying. Juuuust enough that my life won’t actually be at any serious risk of being lost (especially not that permanent “Game Over”) as long as I keep my wits about me and am always on the search for secret hidden spaces, rooms, and tunnels. Just as in video games (in case you weren’t fully catching my analogy), I find personally that you can do MUCH better when, not only do you not know what the hell is going on, but that you also don’t take it (or yourself) too seriously. I remember being younger playing Super Nintendo with my older cousins or Uncles. They all HATED me in any fighting, driving, or racing game because even though I didn’t have a damn clue what was going on with ANYTHING somehow or another I managed to kick their butts. Everytime without fail. Normally pulling some amazing well (more…)