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Last Night’s Activities

So last night, Mr. Mock and I tagged along with friends J and Big E, and a couple of their friends to what they told us beforehand is basically the Indiana social event of the year.

It was a Barn Party, held in the huuuuuuuge stables of a guy who is probably the wealthiest person I have ever met ever. The stables (along with this dude’s 17,000 square foot home) sit on around 1000 acres in southwest Indiana. Coming up to the property, it looked like a concert venue – hundreds of cars and huge lights surrounded the stables. Just outside the stables, several wine and beer stands were set up, along with heat lamps for those people who wanted to mingle outdoors. Inside the stables were tons of tables, and all the BBQ you could ever hope to eat, as well as a live band, a mechanical bull, and several exotic animals in cages in addition to the horses. There was a huge lion, who HATED MY GUTS, as well as an adorable baby tiger, and a giant elk, as well as llamas, goats, and a zebra. IN THE MIDDLE OF INDIANA.

Here’s the lion hating my guts:


So, J and Big E had told us a bit about the owner of the property before we arrived.  Apparently, he is an avid hunter, and has been all over the world hunting competitively.  And, once he kills something, he has it stuffed and brought back to his home.  J and Big E told us that he has a room in his home that is FILLED with all of his animal trophies.  And that perhaps we might be able to get to see it.  They said there was a huge polar bear in the front entryway of the house, and that all of the animals in the home were personally killed by the owner.

We met him, and he was probably the least pretentious, and most friendliest dude you can imagine.  He was welcoming and warm and chatted with us for a bit before he took us on golfcarts from the stables to the main house.

And you guys, the animal trophy room was totally as billed, except that there is really no way to adequately describe it except like this:

Only instead of being dark and rustic looking, it was bright and light. And in the center of the room was an 18 foot crocodile that the owner had killed somewhere in Africa. I asked him when his next hunting trip was, and he said that it would be in February somewhere in Central Africa, and that he was on the hunt for 3 animals which I’ve never even heard of. Apparently it costs THOUSANDS AND THOUSANDS of dollars not only to GO to these places, but also to ship the animals back and have them sent to the taxidermist, and then transferred back to his home. I have no idea how many animals were in that room, but I would guess that there were several hundred, and he had 30 more waiting at the taxidermist. LOOK:



As it happens, stuffed lions have a lot more tolerance for me than the live ones do:


The whole evening was completely bizarre and awesome and by far the most unusual party I’ve ever been to. And there were 3800 people there! Craaaazy.

Anyway, we didn’t get home till terribly terribly late, and I didn’t wake up until terribly terribly late this morning, and so I’ve been behind on the posting.  All in all, a very interesting weekend, what with the David Cook encounter at my mammogram and the lovely room of death and all.

Most. Random Celebrity Sighting. EVER.

So, this morning, I went for my routine boobcrushing mammogram.  I had a baseline one done a few years ago, but now that I am (gasp) 40, I have to do them every year, starting pretty much now.

Since it’d been 3 years since my last one, I’d forgotten how not fun they are.  I’d forgotten how a tech with freezing hands grabs your boob and yanks it towards a machine with cold hard plexiglass thingies.  I’d forgotten that the tech then smooshes your boob in between the two cold hard plexiglass thingies and asks you to stand in the most awkward unnatural position ever, with your face turned in one direction and your body turned in another, and on top of that tells you that you have to stop breathing when the actual picture is being taken.  And I’d forgotten how,  just when you think that your boob couldn’t be made any flatter in between those plexiglass thingies, the tech turns a crank which flattens it even more.

Nooooow I remember. 

You know what I don’t get?  I don’t get why, with as high tech as those mammogram machines are, they couldn’t figure out how to make them a little more comfortable.  I mean, how about some soft edges and built in plexiglass heaters for pete’s sake. 

And I know what you’re thinking.  You’re thinking, “Um, Mock – what in the holy hell does all of this have to do with a random celebrity sighting?”  Well, I’m getting to that.

See, I had this mammogram done at Clarian North hospital in Indy, and the diagnostic center is the very first office on the left, riiiiight when you come in the main entrance.  And, as I exited the diagnostic center, I was faced with a wall of people, some wearing headphones and looking all important.  And so I tried to just squeeze past them to get out of the building, when one woman stopped me and said, “Can you wait here a moment?  They’re filming.”  And so I stopped, looked at the main entrance (which was about 6 feet away from me) and in walks David Cook.

And then they had him sort of walk back out, and then he walked back in, and they filmed him walking in, and then the woman turned back to me and said, “Ok – you can go.”

Now, had I not been basically in my pajamas with not a stitch of make-up on and my hair in pigtails, I miiiiiiight have considered assaulting him to get a photo.  But I look like a WRECK today, and my boobs hurt, and frankly all I wanted to do was get home.

But all the way home, I kept thinking, “How completely random is it that at the precise moment I was leaving my mammogram, David Cook walked in and delayed my exit by approximately 30 seconds?  I have to mock this.  This is the kind of stuff that only happens to me.”

So, in the coming days/weeks, be on the lookout for some sort of story/video about David Cook showing up at Clarian North Hospital in Indianapolis.  And when you see it, you’ll know that even though I didn’t get a photo, it really did happen. 🙂  On the same day as my boobs got smashed.

Two Of The Best Three American Idols Ever Duet

If they’d figured out a way to get Kelly Clarkson into this mix, the world would have imploded out of the sheer perfection of it.


Cook and Caldwell’s Coupling Concludes


David Cook and Kim Caldwell, both of American Idol fame (except that he has lots more of it) have ended their relationship, according to her “representative.”

Question.  How is Kim Caldwell important enough to have a representative?  And how excited do you think that representative was to actually have something to report about Kim Caldwell?  I mean, this is the biggest Kim Caldwell news since, basically, she started dating David Cook.

You know what?  I want a representative.  I want the kind of representative who, when Mr. Mock asks me what we’re going to do about dinner (which is my LEAST FAVORITE THING he ever asks me EVER), would step in and say, “I’m sorry – Mockarena is not accepting questions at this time, but here is an autographed photo.”

I am now accepting applications for a representative.

Just Because.

I still haven’t bought David Cook’s new CD, but I have every intention of getting it. Until then, I’m content to watch him perform on youtube. And this, his performance of Music of the Night from Phantom, on American Idol, is so completely excellent that I decided I wanted it to be displayed, on the mockdock, right this very minute.

So here it is.

You know what I love best about it? When he has to reach that high note – “…where you long to BEEEEEEEEEEEE!” And of course, the last note. It makes me all goosebumpy.

But you know what I remembered about David Cook, who got genuinely hot during the last few weeks of Idol and who has remained hot ever since? The fact that he started out like this:

What a difference a good style team makes.

David Cook Is Flat Awesome

Listen to it fast! It’s probably going to be taken down from youtube any second. This is David Cook’s new single and I am LOVING IT. I am kind of starting to think he ties Kelly Clarkson for best American Idol ever.

I’ll be honest – I was worried about what his first single would sound like. This goes beyond my wildest expectations. LOVE LOVE LOVE.

What do you guys think?

David Cook Can Sing AND He Has A Sense Of Humor

As if David Cook wasn’t already perfect enough, it’s now apparent that there will be an oscar in his future. Look at him yukking it up with the dude from Best Week Ever. LOVE!

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