December 31, 2004

I'm A Freak Of Nature...or...New Boy In Town

Did that capture your attention? hee hee
dancing....dancing around......I got a wino haircut last night...THANK YOU FOR MAKING ME A SURPRISE APPOINTMENT CINDY...as if THAT isn't a hint about something...zoiks
Here's the story
G called me last night and said, Get your ass over here I've got a jug with your name on it!
I went
chuh as if I would even comb my hair first I was in such a hurry
She greeted me, and popped the cork. We then went to see Cindy, who was getting a perm so we could make fun of her AND drink wine whilst doing so. Slats was there too. She had new blonde locks and was lookin foin. After Cindy was frizzed and the wine half gone, the hairdresser stated that Cindy had lovingly made me an appoinment, to get my 4 hairs done. I was like, huh? I don't wanna. The hairdresser said, Well it's been about 6 months, so you're due. I'd been sawing around on my hair with the fiskers only a few weeks ago, and I knew it was a REAL BAD HACK JOB. Anyway, due to peer pressure, I got in the chair and got a fuzz buzz. It really highlights all my zits(WTF is a 38 year old woman doing with zits) After this we went to the bar, which I haven't done for many many many moons and we proceeded to get faced, and I chewed all my fake nails off and left a trail like to the bathroom like a Hansel and Gretel story book action figure.
...pic of me after many brews...durr...hic!

pic of me today with hangover and bloody stubs ...why does my hair look shorter? Did some of it fall out or ????

December 29, 2004

I Feel Tingly & Political...all at the same time!

I discovered a wealth of information about global warming (please note the dates on these articles) and climate change that "seem"...chuh durr to point out a few things...WAKE UP BUSH and GET OFF YOUR ASS ABOUT GLOBAL WARMING! ps...I think GW has had a stroke or a TIA...he seems a bit "leany" on the left side of his mouth...?


Signals More Global Warming, Extreme Weather - UN SWITZERLAND: December 16, 2004
GENEVA - Global warming is set to continue, and bring with it an increase in extreme weather such as hurricanes and droughts, scientists from the United Nations' World Meteorological Organisation warned on Wednesday.


Weather Warnings Hang Over Tense Climate Talks
ARGENTINA: December 16, 2004
BUENOS AIRES, Argentina - Experts warned on Wednesday that the world is seeing some of its hottest weather and worst natural disaster damage as environment ministers tried to crack US resistance to joining international efforts against global warming.


Strong Quake Hits Cayman Islands, No Damage Seen
CAYMAN ISLANDS: December 16, 2004
GEORGE TOWN, Cayman Islands - A strong earthquake measuring 6.7 on the Richter scale struck the Cayman Islands on Tuesday but did not appear to have caused serious damage, the US Geological Survey and local residents said.


Heatwave Study May Fuel Global Warming Lawsuits....written December 3, 2004


JAPAN: December 29, 2004
TOKYO - An earthquake with an estimated magnitude of 4.9 struck the northern Japanese prefecture of Niigata on Tuesday but no tsunami warning was issued.


One of World's Largest Quakes Hits Near Australia
AUSTRALIA: December 29, 2004
CANBERRA - Australia's southern state of Tasmania was rocked by the world's largest earthquake in three-and-a-half years when it struck under the sea half way between Australia and Antarctica on Friday, seismologists said.

Ears a Tale 'Bout Warts!

Here is a picture of a sign that was posted on our coffee shop window. For some reason it tickled me. I think that a police sketch artist should be called in and his talents utilized in making a character drawing to be posted along with the sign...or maybe YOU should draw what you think this poor little thing looks like, post it, and send me the link! grin




December 28, 2004

Let Me Get Out a Soapbox Please

Could it be possible that there is no Osama Bin Laden? Maybe his face is "just" an icon of evil and we are using that particular piece of the puzzle to be the, if you will, informer of other terrorists? Sort of like the "you've got mail" voice...only this would be, of course, You've got an evildoer? Why the hell can't we find him. We found Suddam Hussain in a hole. Where could Osama be? The White House, in the Abe Lincoln room? A Starbucks having a latte? There is no good reason that someone can't find this man...none. There has to be someone who is washing this man's clothes, feeding him lunch, trimming his beard...wait...maybe not that. There has to be someone who knows, if he really exists, that he is evil and needs to be ratted out. Step up people, go to bat, take care of this little piece of shit and flush him down that crapper. He is a high profile evil doer and his voice should be snuffed out.

...stepping off of soapbox, tripping and almost breaking head open

December 27, 2004

Insomnia, my buddy, it's time you moved on now

I slept very little last night. Went to bed at 3:30 and got up at 5:30. I watched CNN early evening and became, stunned, by the horifying tradedy of the tsunami.
How horrible.
There are no words to describe the ugliness of the devestation.
How many children are without parents tonight, how many parents are without children?
It boggles the mind...well, it boggled mine last night, over and over and over.
So I got up, and made labels for the shop, watched the moon, thought about death and destruction and finally hit the fart sack at 3:30.
I woke up feeling refreshed though...odd...those three days off must have revived me somehow...uhh ohhhh...must go tuck kidlets in.
goodnight

December 26, 2004

BRAN...bike ride across Nebraska

...the theme for BRAN 2005 will be 'BRAN 25-Silver Lining Tour'.
June 4-11th (Saturday is a travel day to get to Kimball.
The first official 'ride' day is Sunday the 5th. We leave from Kimball on that date.)
Day 1: Kimball to Bridgeport-71.8 miles
Day 2: Bridgeport to Arthur-104.9 miles
Day 3: Arthur to Arnold-84.2 miles
Day 4: Arnold to Loup City-70.4 miles
Day 5: Loup City to Aurora-70.3 miles
Day 6: Aurora to Brainard-73.7
Day 7: Brainard to Waterloo-43.5

this is IT!! I've GOT TO START GETTING IN SHAPE!!
I MEAN IT!
No more beer, nachos, and especially NO MORE LEMONADE (it's a LONG story)

Today...We SHOP!

I ripped the last fingernail off last night. It was SUCH a satisfying crunch! Now, we must run like the wind and buy a few dozen more.
Yes, I know it's the day after Christmas. But I promised Katie. So, here we go.
My list:
Fingernails
Candy, Lard, Ice Cream, Cake, Pie's, Beers, Soda, Cheetos, Nachos, Chips of various styles, Bon Bons, Whole Milk, Cream, Real Butter,
Bigger jeans...for ME!!! Cuz I'm hoping to apply for the Fat Lady Needed For The Circus job I saw in the classified and I want to look nice. I mean I need polyester, pup tent style. I want that job damnit and I'm just not quite there yet but I'm CLOSE...so very close I CAN TASTE IT!

December 24, 2004

How To Properly Kiss Your Woman

Taken from an old edition of the Farmers� Almanac

Don�t peck a woman on the forehead or the end of the nose, or jerk at her bonnet strings in haste to get through. Do take the left hand of the young lady in your right; let go of your hat, just let it drop. Throw your left hand over the lady�s shoulder and let it fall down to her waist. (huhhh?? this broad must be a slat ass) Draw her gently and lovingly to your heart. Don�t be in a hurry. Her left hand is in your right � clasp it firmly, gently, and with thought and respect. Don�t be in a hurry. Her head lies on your shoulder.(chuh...if she's standing on a stepladder) Look into her half-closed eyes. Lean forward with your head, not your body. (I myself like getting a "lean into the body(good and hard)" kind of kiss....rowrrrr) Take good aim � the lips meet � the eyes close � the heart opens (where's the tongue action?)� (don�t be in a hurry) � the heart forgets all bitterness, and the incomparable art of kissing is learned.

...Now get out there, find some mistletoe and kiss your honey!

December 23, 2004

It's Begining To Look Alot Like Christmas!

Today, according to the Farmers Almanac, is a good day to "mow to retard growth", so...please, Shelley, MOW YOUR LEGS!! (Probably your tongue too)...acky poo
Poooor Shelley, she had a long, long, long, day yesterday. I feel bad for her bad self. Moscow mules and Shelley belly...don't mix...(evil laugh) I hope Santa brings you some Pepto Bismol...smirk.
ps...it's SNOWING! YAYYYYYYYYYYYY

December 22, 2004

Farmers Almanac Info I Love To Read About

I've been perusing the Farmers Almanac again and gleaned these interesting facts:

This is our current moon phase...
� The Full Cold Moon; or the Full Long Nights Moon - December During this month the winter cold fastens its grip, and nights are at their longest and darkest. It is also sometimes called the Moon before Yule. The term Long Night Moon is a doubly appropriate name because the midwinter night is indeed long, and because the Moon is above the horizon for a long time. The midwinter full Moon has a high trajectory across the sky because it is opposite a low Sun.

This info is called...The Best Times (to do something) in December:

� Bake 13, 14, 19-21
� Can Fruits and Vegetables 1, 9, 10, 27, 29
� Dry Fruits and Vegetables 2, 3, 29-31
� Jams and Jellies 9, 10
� Cut Firewood 11-25
� Cut Hair 7, 8, 11, 12, 15-18
� Mow to Increase Growth 11-25
� Mow to Retard Growth 1-10, 26-31
� Castrate Farm Animals 11-18
� Harvest 4-10
� Prune Trees 13, 14
� Wean 11-18
� Hunt 11-17
� Fish Mornings: 1, 2, 30 Evenings: 10, 11, 28, 29
� Quit a Habit or Smoking 2-6, 26, 29-31

It's Toooo Early For Morning!

Okay, here's the deal. Having a Christmas party to go to is fun. When it's "your own", it's fun as well. It is NOT FUN however to get up the next morning and go "make the donuts"...ugh
I'm a worthless blob this morning.
We had SUCH a great partay. It was a potluck and everyone brought something yummy. We had a little wine (oi!) and Cindy Sue made AWESOME Moscow Mules(oi! oi!)! We did NOT have a power point presentation of "Mark's Pharmacy/Shirley K's...through the ages"...thank God!
...mouth dry...need water...must go...

December 20, 2004

Eenie Meenie Miney Mo

I think I'm going to try something new!
(no Mark, not that feather thing)
I just might exercise tonight.
yah
I'm thinking about it...weighing that against sitting down, watching the Simpsons while sipping a freezing cold beer.
I't a close one.
If only I HAD a cold frosty beer...it would be such an EASY decision then.

December 19, 2004

Christmas Songs That Bing Crosby or Brenda Lee Did NOT Sing:

It's Begining To Look Alot Like Kissmyass!

Jinglefuckingbells Jinglefuckingbells

I Saw Mama Boinking Santa Claus

All I Want For Christmas Is A Garbage Disposal

Rudolph The Red Nosed Wino

Frosty The Snobitch

Christmas Songs That Bing Crosby or Brenda Lee Did NOT Sing:

It's Begining To Look Alot Like Kissmyass!
Jinglefuckingbells Jinglefuckingbells
I Saw Mama Boinking Santa Claus
All I Want For Christmas Is A Garbage Disposal
Rudolph The Red Nosed Wino
Frosty The Snobitch

December 18, 2004

Day 4...or...The Gnashing

My fingernails remain intact except for the right hand pinky...it was just begging for a gnashing last night. So of course I complied. On another nail note...

Last night, at the ball game, I heard someone whom I shall call, Long Tall Sally, rumbling in her gigantic purse and as I thought she was getting out candy or gum, held my hand out. She looked quizical and then pulled out a baggy full of, fingernails. Not as a snack mind you, but as "spares" for her Tony Press Ons. Yes, she had popped a nail, mid game.

I did not know there were so many people who wore fake nails.

Now I am beginning to notice these things.

AND I realize that I am not the ONLY one with bloody stubs for nails.

Day 4...or...The Gnashing

My fingernails remain intact except for the right hand pinky...it was just begging for a gnashing last night. So of course I complied. On another nail note...
Last night, at the ball game, I heard someone whom I shall call, Long Tall Sally, rumbling in her gigantic purse and as I thought she was getting out candy or gum, held my hand out. She looked quizical and then pulled out a baggy full of, fingernails. Not as a snack mind you, but as "spares" for her Tony Press Ons. Yes, she had popped a nail, mid game.
I did not know there were so many people who wore fake nails.
Now I am beginning to notice these things.
AND I realize that I am not the ONLY one with bloody stubs for nails.

December 17, 2004

December 16, 2004

Mean At Heart

I just watched MEAN GIRLS for the third time. I know I know I'm too old to be watching that but I LOVE IT!

Mean At Heart

I just watched MEAN GIRLS for the third time. I know I know I'm too old to be watching that but I LOVE IT!

Day 2

Fingernails remain intact though sanity is walking a fine thin line.

How many of my eyes can I spare? Both I hope for I have almost GOUGED them out repeatedly.

Unfortunately, due to ass largeness and pants smallness I have to pull at my waistband throughout the day and I have created many a lovely fissure across my FAT HIPS!

Who invented fingernails?

Get back to me on that will ya?

Day 2

Fingernails remain intact though sanity is walking a fine thin line.
How many of my eyes can I spare? Both I hope for I have almost GOUGED them out repeatedly.
Unfortunately, due to ass largeness and pants smallness I have to pull at my waistband throughout the day and I have created many a lovely fissure across my FAT HIPS!
Who invented fingernails?
Get back to me on that will ya?

December 15, 2004

My Nails Look HOT!

Who do you know that drives around town with a case of BAWLS in their trunk and a bread machine riding purty in the passenger seat?

me, your local BAWL drinkin' bread makin' pal.

Anyway, Alec barfed last night and I kept him home til about 11:30 today before I let him go back to school. By then he felt fine, I still felt like I'd been hit by a bus. Can you believe that I HAD NO COFFEE AT MY HOUSE? Also, we were low on the toliet paper. Not a good combo. I still have a head banger and I've now had a cappuccino(my favorite 2 shots in the shorts with sugar free caramel!), and 2 bottles of sugar free BAWlS. I also picked up terliet paper and spaghetti goods.

I am having a HELL OF A TIME TYPING THIS as Cindy Sue pasted FINGERFUCKINGNAILS on my bloddy stubs last night and I am not used to having nails. They do look nice though. Check out the picture! Only thing is, I may have to use a chain saw to get them off...!

My Nails Look HOT!

Who do you know that drives around town with a case of BAWLS in their trunk and a bread machine riding purty in the passenger seat?
me, your local BAWL drinkin' bread makin' pal.
Anyway, Alec barfed last night and I kept him home til about 11:30 today before I let him go back to school. By then he felt fine, I still felt like I'd been hit by a bus. Can you believe that I HAD NO COFFEE AT MY HOUSE? Also, we were low on the toliet paper. Not a good combo. I still have a head banger and I've now had a cappuccino(my favorite 2 shots in the shorts with sugar free caramel!), and 2 bottles of sugar free BAWlS. I also picked up terliet paper and spaghetti goods.
I am having a HELL OF A TIME TYPING THIS as Cindy Sue pasted FINGERFUCKINGNAILS on my bloddy stubs last night and I am not used to having nails. They do look nice though. Check out the picture! Only thing is, I may have to use a chain saw to get them off...!

December 14, 2004

Picture This Sad Little Sort of Maybe It's a Haiku

3 children

2 in detention

1 observing little turd

All 3 - mine

Picture This Sad Little Sort of Maybe It's a Haiku

3 children
2 in detention
1 observing little turd
All 3 - mine

December 12, 2004

Gibberish Before Bedtime!

Mark and I went shopping...together. We went to Grand(e) Island after the b-ball games on Saturday night. Which...almost gave me an ulcer...please please girls...NOT SO DAMN CLOSE! jeez And during the game we were listening to the Husker Girls Volleyball Team compete in Louisville Kentucky against USC and damn if THEY didn't almost give me an ulcer as well. It sucks we lost in the 5th by 2. DAMN IT! We were all rooting and cheering and we LUV it when our local VB queen, Christina Houghtelling SLAMS IT!

Anyways, back to the story.

We picked up a bottle of hooooch, per my request, because remember people...I AM THE VULGAR EVIL ONE! Mark is just the wannabe.

side note...we stopped at the Hole-dridge liquor store...so VERY VERY NICE...and I mean that and we got Caramel Apple Schnapps! Yummy with a big Y and something else.

I drank about 3 gulps of the schtuff and, of course, immediately fell to sleep...Sort of. You know that sort of dreamy relaxed, put the seat back and listen to the music kind of half daze...no Shelley it wasn't a drunken stupor!

Anyway...we put in the new CD I got in the mail the other day from none other than...THE ARTIST FORMERLY KNOWN AS AND AS OF YET STILL IS...SHENRY. Well, anyway shenry mixed it up for me.

We rocked!

Later that same evening, we made it to Grand Island.

We slept and woke SO REFRESHED! hahahahahahahahahah

When I woke at 5:30, because I'm USED to getting up then, the wind was blowing like a mofo. I'm talking 35-40 mph !! I instantly thought of my Snowman Bouncer that I'd left outside the coffee shop on Saturday.

Therefore I worried until about 8 ish and then I called my Dad and casually asked him to GO PUT THE SNOWMAN INSIDE THE COFFEE SHOP!!!!

jeeze

Okay...other things:

Mark and I ate at Old Chicago and as we were on the waiting list awhile we had a chance to sit, and look at people. yah...I saw a freak. A real peach.

I saw this guy with eyebrows the length of many men's, and sadly a few woman's armpit hair.

GAHHH....I couldn't keep my eyes off him. It was like a traffic accident...Morbid curiosity kept my eyes glued to his massive brows!

side note...see Eyebrow Makeovers
...chuhhh they have them!

I wanted to grab the kitchen shears, a nail file, a hack saw, a butter knife, a toenail trimmer, a steak knife, a broken piece of glass and run up, snip of the excess hair and rid society of that mangy snarl of hair. Hell, I bet he could have donated that thatch to the locks for love foundation.

god...I then ordered the Angelhair pasta....JUST KIDDING!!!

I had a Calzone that was awesome and Mark had a Guacamole Burger that was also good.

Well, enough rambling for now.

Gibberish Before Bedtime!

Mark and I went shopping...together. We went to Grand(e) Island after the b-ball games on Saturday night. Which...almost gave me an ulcer...please please girls...NOT SO DAMN CLOSE! jeez And during the game we were listening to the Husker Girls Volleyball Team compete in Louisville Kentucky against USC and damn if THEY didn't almost give me an ulcer as well. It sucks we lost in the 5th by 2. DAMN IT! We were all rooting and cheering and we LUV it when our local VB queen, Christina Houghtelling SLAMS IT!
Anyways, back to the story.
We picked up a bottle of hooooch, per my request, because remember people...I AM THE VULGAR EVIL ONE! Mark is just the wannabe.
side note...we stopped at the Hole-dridge liquor store...so VERY VERY NICE...and I mean that and we got Caramel Apple Schnapps! Yummy with a big Y and something else.
I drank about 3 gulps of the schtuff and, of course, immediately fell to sleep...Sort of. You know that sort of dreamy relaxed, put the seat back and listen to the music kind of half daze...no Shelley it wasn't a drunken stupor!
Anyway...we put in the new CD I got in the mail the other day from none other than...THE ARTIST FORMERLY KNOWN AS AND AS OF YET STILL IS...SHENRY. Well, anyway shenry mixed it up for me.
We rocked!
Later that same evening, we made it to Grand Island.
We slept and woke SO REFRESHED! hahahahahahahahahah
When I woke at 5:30, because I'm USED to getting up then, the wind was blowing like a mofo. I'm talking 35-40 mph !! I instantly thought of my Snowman Bouncer that I'd left outside the coffee shop on Saturday.
Therefore I worried until about 8 ish and then I called my Dad and casually asked him to GO PUT THE SNOWMAN INSIDE THE COFFEE SHOP!!!!
jeeze
Okay...other things:
Mark and I ate at Old Chicago and as we were on the waiting list awhile we had a chance to sit, and look at people. yah...I saw a freak. A real peach.
I saw this guy with eyebrows the length of many men's, and sadly a few woman's armpit hair.
GAHHH....I couldn't keep my eyes off him. It was like a traffic accident...Morbid curiosity kept my eyes glued to his massive brows!
side note...see Eyebrow Makeovers
...chuhhh they have them!
I wanted to grab the kitchen shears, a nail file, a hack saw, a butter knife, a toenail trimmer, a steak knife, a broken piece of glass and run up, snip of the excess hair and rid society of that mangy snarl of hair. Hell, I bet he could have donated that thatch to the locks for love foundation.
god...I then ordered the Angelhair pasta....JUST KIDDING!!!
I had a Calzone that was awesome and Mark had a Guacamole Burger that was also good.
Well, enough rambling for now.

December 11, 2004

Zoiks!`

I just hit

10,000

visits to my site!

...course it might just be like a wrong number or something like that.

My home phone number is like 1 number off of our local Gas-n-Slurp and I occasionally get calls at home requesting me make pizza for take out...

Zoiks!`

I just hit

10,000

visits to my site!
...course it might just be like a wrong number or something like that.
My home phone number is like 1 number off of our local Gas-n-Slurp and I occasionally get calls at home requesting me make pizza for take out...

Ramdom Morning"ish" Thoughts

My son Andrew's ear appears to be...well, cracking off. Isn't that gross? He must have left the "connecting" tissue part somewhere on the wrestling mat. ewwwwww

In other news bitchwad Jo Jo the dancing girl is back from her "glorious 2 week cruise". She did not get seasick and appeared to have a WONDERFUL time, even without her dear Bitch Posse friends.

To this...I give her the one finger salute! Saaallllluuuuuu!!

Remember Hee Haw (blushing cuz I do) and that cheesey way at the end of the show they all shouted "Saaallluuuuu!" Was that REALLY what they shouted? Or was it something else? I always THOUGHT it was "Salute" only drug out to SOUND like "Saaaaallllluuuu!".

Ramdom Morning"ish" Thoughts

My son Andrew's ear appears to be...well, cracking off. Isn't that gross? He must have left the "connecting" tissue part somewhere on the wrestling mat. ewwwwww
In other news bitchwad Jo Jo the dancing girl is back from her "glorious 2 week cruise". She did not get seasick and appeared to have a WONDERFUL time, even without her dear Bitch Posse friends.
To this...I give her the one finger salute! Saaallllluuuuuu!!
Remember Hee Haw (blushing cuz I do) and that cheesey way at the end of the show they all shouted "Saaallluuuuu!" Was that REALLY what they shouted? Or was it something else? I always THOUGHT it was "Salute" only drug out to SOUND like "Saaaaallllluuuu!".

December 09, 2004

Pocket Protectors Unite! You MUST Shake Your ASS NOW!

CLICK IT CLICK HERE DO IT DO IT DO IT

You can DO IT!

Ohhhh black betty......Ohhhh black betty! whoo dancing

dancing

singing!!! yahhhhhh

Red wine! Snapping fingers...jiggling ass...whoooooo!!

...the only bad thing about this song is that I always think of this certain someone by that name...but she is the epitome of NERD... I always envision her turning on the stereo and just gettin' jiggy wit it and throwing her pocket protector up in the air and dancing over this air grate like Marilyn Monroe and...well...anyway...I digress...Everytime I see her I think...ohhh black betty blam a lam!

Makes me giggle every DAMN TIME!

I swear...I need to get out more!

jeez

pathetic really

.....

When you are done dancing to Black Betty Click on Limp Bizkit and FAITH! It can ROCK YOUR WORLD!


Pocket Protectors Unite! You MUST Shake Your ASS NOW!

CLICK IT CLICK HERE DO IT DO IT DO IT
You can DO IT!
Ohhhh black betty......Ohhhh black betty! whoo dancing
dancing
singing!!! yahhhhhh
Red wine! Snapping fingers...jiggling ass...whoooooo!!
...the only bad thing about this song is that I always think of this certain someone by that name...but she is the epitome of NERD... I always envision her turning on the stereo and just gettin' jiggy wit it and throwing her pocket protector up in the air and dancing over this air grate like Marilyn Monroe and...well...anyway...I digress...Everytime I see her I think...ohhh black betty blam a lam!
Makes me giggle every DAMN TIME!
I swear...I need to get out more!
jeez
pathetic really
.....
When you are done dancing to Black Betty Click on Limp Bizkit and FAITH! It can ROCK YOUR WORLD!

The BoB Awards are OPEN...nominate someone!

The Best of Blogs (BoB) Awards seek to recognize the best personal blogs of the year. We strive to recognize the smaller blogs in categories that other competitions would never think to honor. You want political blogs? Sorry, nothing to see here, move along. You want to vote for the Snarkiest Blog? Best Sex Blog? Best Knitting or Crafting Blog? Now you're talking!


The Nominations page is live so you can see the full list of nominating categories. These categories will open to nominations on December 10th, 2004 and close to nominations on December 24th. See the rules page for a full explanation of how and when to cast your vote.


Make sure to bookmark this page and visit us again on the 10th so you can honor your favorite journal of the year!


Visit some of the blogs I have on my blogroll and Nominate Someone! You could EVEN NOMINATE me! I'm sure there is a catagory for suckiest!

The BoB Awards are OPEN...nominate someone!

The Best of Blogs (BoB) Awards seek to recognize the best personal blogs of the year. We strive to recognize the smaller blogs in categories that other competitions would never think to honor. You want political blogs? Sorry, nothing to see here, move along. You want to vote for the Snarkiest Blog? Best Sex Blog? Best Knitting or Crafting Blog? Now you're talking!

The Nominations page is live so you can see the full list of nominating categories. These categories will open to nominations on December 10th, 2004 and close to nominations on December 24th. See the rules page for a full explanation of how and when to cast your vote.

Make sure to bookmark this page and visit us again on the 10th so you can honor your favorite journal of the year!

Visit some of the blogs I have on my blogroll and Nominate Someone! You could EVEN NOMINATE me! I'm sure there is a catagory for suckiest!

Love Those Songs!

Here is a list of songs I Love! Most of these were used on the CD I just sent out for a CD SWap I'm involved in through reading Shenry. I hope they are Shenworthy!


A Dash Blog It All CD

Loretta Lynn and Jack White - Portland Oregon

Belle and Sebastian - I'm Waking up to Us

sparklehorse - sad & beautiful world

Cake - I Will Survive

Jet - Are You Gonna Be My Girl

Jet - Cold Hard Bitch

presidents-peaches

Tone Loc - Funky Cold Medina

Sheryl Crow - The First Cut Is The Deepest

everyday is a winding road sheryl crow

mir� kill bill 2 soundtrack kill bill 2

Turner, Josh - Long Black Train

Black Eyed Peas - Let't Get It Started

beach lost without you

Lifehouse-You Belong to Me

the B52s - Private Idaho

staind-so far away

the flying lizards- Money That's What I Want

RL Burnside - Bad You Know

Morphine - Early To Bed

Soul Coughing - Walk Around In Circles

Jeff Buckley - Last Goodbye

Love Those Songs!

Here is a list of songs I Love! Most of these were used on the CD I just sent out for a CD SWap I'm involved in through reading Shenry. I hope they are Shenworthy!

A Dash Blog It All CD
Loretta Lynn and Jack White - Portland Oregon
Belle and Sebastian - I'm Waking up to Us
sparklehorse - sad & beautiful world
Cake - I Will Survive
Jet - Are You Gonna Be My Girl
Jet - Cold Hard Bitch
presidents-peaches
Tone Loc - Funky Cold Medina
Sheryl Crow - The First Cut Is The Deepest
everyday is a winding road sheryl crow
mir� kill bill 2 soundtrack kill bill 2
Turner, Josh - Long Black Train
Black Eyed Peas - Let't Get It Started
beach lost without you
Lifehouse-You Belong to Me
the B52s - Private Idaho
staind-so far away
the flying lizards- Money That's What I Want
RL Burnside - Bad You Know
Morphine - Early To Bed
Soul Coughing - Walk Around In Circles
Jeff Buckley - Last Goodbye

December 08, 2004

Wind Song Stays On My Mind

Remember that perfume commercial...for Windsong?

I can hear the windchimes outside and they sound as if they are playing a song! I love that. I hate the fact that that little perfume ditty is in my head though...damn. Of course it could be worse...it could be this one...It say's Libby's Libby's Libby's on the label label label you will like it like it like it at your table table table if it say's Libby's Libby's Libby's on the label lable label or something like that.

Side note...I laghed SO HARD LAST NIGHT I felt as if I was going to DIE!

More about that...later!

Wind Song Stays On My Mind

Remember that perfume commercial...for Windsong?
I can hear the windchimes outside and they sound as if they are playing a song! I love that. I hate the fact that that little perfume ditty is in my head though...damn. Of course it could be worse...it could be this one...It say's Libby's Libby's Libby's on the label label label you will like it like it like it at your table table table if it say's Libby's Libby's Libby's on the label lable label or something like that.
Side note...I laghed SO HARD LAST NIGHT I felt as if I was going to DIE!
More about that...later!

December 06, 2004

Why My Life Is Like a Sitcom

Because it's all about reality these days and there is nothing more "real" than my life. In fact I'd call it:

Real messy, real empty of nutritious food, real full of my children, all of which are angry at me tonight, at this hour, for many reasons but not limited to:

1) boyfriend issues (out with the old in with the new and the sub issues that revolve around this multi faceted crisis which in effect has led to mood swings, lipping off and other general, shall we say, unhappiness to all parties involved and the occasional hysterics(mine mostly) related to attempts at parental advice, motherly concern and lastly, the ultimate in "I DON'T KNOW WHAT ELSE TO DO OR SAY SO I'LL JUST TROT OUT THIS - threats.

2)bedtime issues (not related to the above but to the lingering rugrats who attempt to listen in on the above conversations aka shouting matches

3)towel issues (on the floor, under the bed, behind the doors and none in the bathroom)

4)Christmas shopping issues, such as, when, where, how, and what

5)bill issues, such as,, "Where in the HELL did I lay that phone bill?" and "Where in the hell IS the phone?".

6)marital issues such as, "Why always, football, western or space invader movies?"

7)psychological issues such as, should I send my rat terrier Petie into counseling because he will lapse with ease into a pissing frenzy, at will? Petie! did you pee on the carpet?

8)experi-MENTAL issues like, what IS that in the fridge?

9)no dining room table issues so we eat on a cardboard table that lookes like a checkerboard and occasional I find cherrios scattered across it's top in a serious checker duet.

and finally the last reason my life is like a sitcom

10)it makes no sense whatsoever

Why My Life Is Like a Sitcom

Because it's all about reality these days and there is nothing more "real" than my life. In fact I'd call it:
Real messy, real empty of nutritious food, real full of my children, all of which are angry at me tonight, at this hour, for many reasons but not limited to:
1) boyfriend issues (out with the old in with the new and the sub issues that revolve around this multi faceted crisis which in effect has led to mood swings, lipping off and other general, shall we say, unhappiness to all parties involved and the occasional hysterics(mine mostly) related to attempts at parental advice, motherly concern and lastly, the ultimate in "I DON'T KNOW WHAT ELSE TO DO OR SAY SO I'LL JUST TROT OUT THIS - threats.
2)bedtime issues (not related to the above but to the lingering rugrats who attempt to listen in on the above conversations aka shouting matches
3)towel issues (on the floor, under the bed, behind the doors and none in the bathroom)
4)Christmas shopping issues, such as, when, where, how, and what
5)bill issues, such as,, "Where in the HELL did I lay that phone bill?" and "Where in the hell IS the phone?".
6)marital issues such as, "Why always, football, western or space invader movies?"
7)psychological issues such as, should I send my rat terrier Petie into counseling because he will lapse with ease into a pissing frenzy, at will? Petie! did you pee on the carpet?
8)experi-MENTAL issues like, what IS that in the fridge?
9)no dining room table issues so we eat on a cardboard table that lookes like a checkerboard and occasional I find cherrios scattered across it's top in a serious checker duet.
and finally the last reason my life is like a sitcom
10)it makes no sense whatsoever

December 05, 2004

Hey Miche You're So Fine You're So Fine You ...get the picture!

Look at this picture and see what Mark brought home today! It's like Christmas, only better, because it's...NOW!







Another view!







AND THERE ARE RECIPES!



Hey Miche You're So Fine You're So Fine You ...get the picture!

Look at this picture and see what Mark brought home today! It's like Christmas, only better, because it's...NOW!





Another view!





AND THERE ARE RECIPES!


Christmas Gifts For That Special Someone!

First of all...let's DECORATE Soon it will be time to replace that pesky calender. Why not choose THIS one. I even found a special action figure that features a BARISTA!

Better yet, I found a special cup and saucer that would be perfect for our WIDE LOAD! Here is a useful TOOL for Cindy and I at 5:01! Finally I found SOMETHING for that special man in your life. Cuz we all know THEY NEED HELP! hee hee hee


Christmas Gifts For That Special Someone!

First of all...let's DECORATE Soon it will be time to replace that pesky calender. Why not choose THIS one. I even found a special action figure that features a BARISTA!
Better yet, I found a special cup and saucer that would be perfect for our WIDE LOAD! Here is a useful TOOL for Cindy and I at 5:01! Finally I found SOMETHING for that special man in your life. Cuz we all know THEY NEED HELP! hee hee hee

Pew

Let's see how wonderful I feel at church this week. Perhaps the "church postmistress" will be there to give me my "church mail" that has accumulated again. I purely love that.

Pew

Let's see how wonderful I feel at church this week. Perhaps the "church postmistress" will be there to give me my "church mail" that has accumulated again. I purely love that.

December 03, 2004

Lucky Shot(err likely) or Skill Passed Down Through Mamma's Gene Pool?! (I'm SURE of it!)

Okay, here is a dream for all who have played and loved sports.

It's a girls basketball game...you are into an overtime...the score...the home team (yours) is down by 2 points and with 5 seconds left...you rush down the court, get the ball, and shoot for 3...and WIN THE GAME!!!

Unbelieveable?

Yes...but TRUE!

AND my DAUGHTER made the winning shot! AND better yet...I WAS THERE!

WHOOO HOOOOO!yayyyyyyyyyyyyy Katie!!!!!

Lucky Shot(err likely) or Skill Passed Down Through Mamma's Gene Pool?! (I'm SURE of it!)

Okay, here is a dream for all who have played and loved sports.
It's a girls basketball game...you are into an overtime...the score...the home team (yours) is down by 2 points and with 5 seconds left...you rush down the court, get the ball, and shoot for 3...and WIN THE GAME!!!
Unbelieveable?
Yes...but TRUE!
AND my DAUGHTER made the winning shot! AND better yet...I WAS THERE!
WHOOO HOOOOO!yayyyyyyyyyyyyy Katie!!!!!

December 01, 2004

Foiled Again!

Every morning I am surprised.

I wake up, stumble to the bathroom (upstairs, avoiding the exploding can), and after the normal hygienic adventures, weigh myself and EVERY morning I say...sonofabitch!

Every night, after I take a bath (mich,dye and book optional), I weigh myself and I say...you sow!

Apparently I REALLY expect to:

A)wake up and be thin one day

B)come home after a hard day's work (at a coffee shop) and find that during the course of my busy day I've worn myself to a nubbin!

Foiled Again!

Every morning I am surprised.
I wake up, stumble to the bathroom (upstairs, avoiding the exploding can), and after the normal hygienic adventures, weigh myself and EVERY morning I say...sonofabitch!
Every night, after I take a bath (mich,dye and book optional), I weigh myself and I say...you sow!
Apparently I REALLY expect to:
A)wake up and be thin one day
B)come home after a hard day's work (at a coffee shop) and find that during the course of my busy day I've worn myself to a nubbin!

November 29, 2004

Turds To The Moon!

If I had a bottle rocket it would be going down this piece of shit toilet we own. If you see a mushroom cloud over my house don't worry...It's just this sumbitch pot going to the farking MOON!! I do not know how many times I have told the people living in my house, "Poop flush, Wipe flush!". How hard is that? Just a little tiny courtesy flush is all I'm asking for...sonof a crap shemofo damn

Today started off with a BANG! anyway, shoveling snow at 6 freaking 30 am is not my idea of HAPPY HAPPY JOY but it sure smells better than scooping shit at 9:30 pm.

Mark has been gone, AGAIN! He is at the Green Bay Packers game (ps...who won anyhow I've been busy sticking a long plumbers tool down a stinky porcelain bowl hole) He left on Saturday and will be back tomorrow. Anyway, he missed not only the steamcleaning of the pharmacy carpets, the Christmas decorating, the lovely 8 inch snow we got, including SHOVELING AT 6:30 AM THIS MORNING...mofo. Thank you Katie, Andrew, and Alec and John for your shoveling skills...they are MUCHO appreciated importantly Mark missed the making of poopcicles which I surely did tonight by hauling blue bunny ice cream bucket after bucket of toilet swill from the toidy and tossing it to the great outdoors!

Just a hint for those who are thinking of using DAWN dish washing liquid to perhaps cruise through and destroy any shitcake or whatever may be pluggin your toilet...DON'T DO IT!

You just end up with frothy shitty chunky water all over your FREAKING BATHROOM FLOOR!

Could someone please pass me a stick of dynamite and a Mich?

Please hurry...I'm thinking of getting drunk and throwing Black Cats into the brink!

It could be fun...?

Turds To The Moon!

If I had a bottle rocket it would be going down this piece of shit toilet we own. If you see a mushroom cloud over my house don't worry...It's just this sumbitch pot going to the farking MOON!! I do not know how many times I have told the people living in my house, "Poop flush, Wipe flush!". How hard is that? Just a little tiny courtesy flush is all I'm asking for...sonof a crap shemofo damn
Today started off with a BANG! anyway, shoveling snow at 6 freaking 30 am is not my idea of HAPPY HAPPY JOY but it sure smells better than scooping shit at 9:30 pm.
Mark has been gone, AGAIN! He is at the Green Bay Packers game (ps...who won anyhow I've been busy sticking a long plumbers tool down a stinky porcelain bowl hole) He left on Saturday and will be back tomorrow. Anyway, he missed not only the steamcleaning of the pharmacy carpets, the Christmas decorating, the lovely 8 inch snow we got, including SHOVELING AT 6:30 AM THIS MORNING...mofo. Thank you Katie, Andrew, and Alec and John for your shoveling skills...they are MUCHO appreciated importantly Mark missed the making of poopcicles which I surely did tonight by hauling blue bunny ice cream bucket after bucket of toilet swill from the toidy and tossing it to the great outdoors!
Just a hint for those who are thinking of using DAWN dish washing liquid to perhaps cruise through and destroy any shitcake or whatever may be pluggin your toilet...DON'T DO IT!
You just end up with frothy shitty chunky water all over your FREAKING BATHROOM FLOOR!
Could someone please pass me a stick of dynamite and a Mich?
Please hurry...I'm thinking of getting drunk and throwing Black Cats into the brink!
It could be fun...?

November 28, 2004

Forte THIS!

If you were to come over and visit my house right now I would hope you were wearing Huggie Diapers because you might just shit yourself laughing or crying.

Here's the scenerio: Alec is in the living room playing on his trumpet, FORTE no less, a medly of Christmas tunes...over and over and over.

"Mom, I have to practice for 90 minutes because I forgot to yesterday and the day before!", explains Alec as his mother fakes an understanding smile and leaves the room.

Nearing the stairs you would hear Andrew's music blaring from his computer, "You're so vaaaiiin!", next door to him is darling daughter Katie, who is also practicing her musical instrument of choice, her trap set. She wants to try out for honor band and is slamma jamming and dum diddy dumming and flamming and just having a wail of a good time...and DEAR GOD IN HEAVEN COULD IT BE ANY LOUDER IN THIS HOUSE?!!!

Forte THIS!

If you were to come over and visit my house right now I would hope you were wearing Huggie Diapers because you might just shit yourself laughing or crying.
Here's the scenerio: Alec is in the living room playing on his trumpet, FORTE no less, a medly of Christmas tunes...over and over and over.
"Mom, I have to practice for 90 minutes because I forgot to yesterday and the day before!", explains Alec as his mother fakes an understanding smile and leaves the room.
Nearing the stairs you would hear Andrew's music blaring from his computer, "You're so vaaaiiin!", next door to him is darling daughter Katie, who is also practicing her musical instrument of choice, her trap set. She wants to try out for honor band and is slamma jamming and dum diddy dumming and flamming and just having a wail of a good time...and DEAR GOD IN HEAVEN COULD IT BE ANY LOUDER IN THIS HOUSE?!!!

November 27, 2004

Frosty Beaver?

Do you know how the November moon got it's name of Full Beaver Moon? I thought not.

For your information and amusement I present...(courtesy of Farmers Almanac)

Full Beaver Moon - November This was the time to set beaver traps before the swamps froze, to ensure a supply of warm winter furs. Another interpretation suggests that the name Full Beaver Moon comes from the fact that the beavers are now actively preparing for winter. It is sometimes also referred to as the Frosty Moon.

I myself find this analogyto be intriguing:

The Frosty Beaver Moon first got it's name from gypsy's who had recently relocated along the banks of a rushing creek. The weather was extremely cold when a group of shivering women went to utilize the outhouse. The outhouse had such a horrid odor though that the women decided to use the creek bank as it was lined with trees. The bright light of the full moon showed them a path to walk. The temperature was steadily falling. When they found a perfect, shall we say "pissin' place", they hiked up their skirts and proceeded. Just at that precise moment the creek swelled and burst up along the banks and in a freakish accident as the water splashed against the women's backsides, it froze...need I say more?


Frosty Beaver?

Do you know how the November moon got it's name of Full Beaver Moon? I thought not.
For your information and amusement I present...(courtesy of Farmers Almanac)
Full Beaver Moon - November This was the time to set beaver traps before the swamps froze, to ensure a supply of warm winter furs. Another interpretation suggests that the name Full Beaver Moon comes from the fact that the beavers are now actively preparing for winter. It is sometimes also referred to as the Frosty Moon.
I myself find this analogyto be intriguing:
The Frosty Beaver Moon first got it's name from gypsy's who had recently relocated along the banks of a rushing creek. The weather was extremely cold when a group of shivering women went to utilize the outhouse. The outhouse had such a horrid odor though that the women decided to use the creek bank as it was lined with trees. The bright light of the full moon showed them a path to walk. The temperature was steadily falling. When they found a perfect, shall we say "pissin' place", they hiked up their skirts and proceeded. Just at that precise moment the creek swelled and burst up along the banks and in a freakish accident as the water splashed against the women's backsides, it froze...need I say more?

November 26, 2004

Effing Ayyy What A Day

Cindy went to a tractor pull EIEIOOOOO. And on that tractor seat Kurt said EIEIOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Have fun at the tractor pull you RAG BALL Cindy Sue! Actually you are not just a RAG BALL you are the BEST DAMN PIE BAKING RAG BALL in the WORLD!

This is a true fact and if you dispute me come down to Shirley K"s and we'll have a bake off.

It's raining and my house is a SHIT STY! (not that raining has anything to do with my house being a shit sty)

Katie made supper for me wasn't that sweet?

She left the pans and dishes for my dessert.

Alec did laundry all day and he even ran out of fabric softener...although there seems to be a humongous pile of clothes in the laundry room. Methinks he ran 1 thing at a time and used only SNUGGLE fabric softener and no soap. oh well

Andrew came down and did dishes at the shop for about 2 hours straight...and there was STILL SOME LEFT!

Gawd I love days like these!

Geez Louise I'd just like to roll around on the carpet like a rabid dog!


well on that note I"m TAKING A BATH and I WISH I could dye my hair and drink a Mich...shucks...don't have any

Effing Ayyy What A Day

Cindy went to a tractor pull EIEIOOOOO. And on that tractor seat Kurt said EIEIOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Have fun at the tractor pull you RAG BALL Cindy Sue! Actually you are not just a RAG BALL you are the BEST DAMN PIE BAKING RAG BALL in the WORLD!
This is a true fact and if you dispute me come down to Shirley K"s and we'll have a bake off.
It's raining and my house is a SHIT STY! (not that raining has anything to do with my house being a shit sty)
Katie made supper for me wasn't that sweet?
She left the pans and dishes for my dessert.
Alec did laundry all day and he even ran out of fabric softener...although there seems to be a humongous pile of clothes in the laundry room. Methinks he ran 1 thing at a time and used only SNUGGLE fabric softener and no soap. oh well
Andrew came down and did dishes at the shop for about 2 hours straight...and there was STILL SOME LEFT!
Gawd I love days like these!
Geez Louise I'd just like to roll around on the carpet like a rabid dog!

well on that note I"m TAKING A BATH and I WISH I could dye my hair and drink a Mich...shucks...don't have any

November 24, 2004

Things I Did Recently (like within the past 4 minutes)

1)thought I heard someone throw up so got up at freaking 5:23 am

2)found out it was a kid(mine) not throwing up but peeing

3)let out Pissin' Pete to piss because his dog tags sounded like jingle bells

4)ate 2 strawberry poptarts

5)opened a diet pepsi

6)turned on the weather channel...HEY WEATHER CHANNEL...PUT BACK OUR LOCAL WEATHER...NOW!

7)watched CMT because they have good songs that sound like naughty words sometimes like, SUM BEACH

8)wrote this drivel

Things I Did Recently (like within the past 4 minutes)

1)thought I heard someone throw up so got up at freaking 5:23 am
2)found out it was a kid(mine) not throwing up but peeing
3)let out Pissin' Pete to piss because his dog tags sounded like jingle bells
4)ate 2 strawberry poptarts
5)opened a diet pepsi
6)turned on the weather channel...HEY WEATHER CHANNEL...PUT BACK OUR LOCAL WEATHER...NOW!
7)watched CMT because they have good songs that sound like naughty words sometimes like, SUM BEACH
8)wrote this drivel

November 23, 2004

I Dream Of Weenie...(just kidding)

One possible reason for my "dying my hair blonde dream" is:

(1)Bleaching your hair suggests you would be wise to be somewhat less flirtatious, (WTF ME???)and dyeing it suggests that you are allowing vanity to overcome your common sense. (hmmmm making me ponder my vampy vane ways)

Another is:

(2)The act of changing colors in a dream symbolizes success through the use of constructive initiative and good judgment. If your dream featured dyed hair, it pertains to your business or professional career; if the dyed items were garments or cloth, your success will be in a social sphere.

chuh...I know my success will NOT be in the social sphere for sure cuz dude...I am VULGAR & peoples have told me this...tho not necessarily to my face.

Okay...I looked up the one where I dream that this stranger is in our rental house and he dies and we can't get into the house and guess what? It's must be way too hard to analyze so here is my question can YOU the READER please leave me a comment that will tell me what this dream means? Please?


I Dream Of Weenie...(just kidding)

One possible reason for my "dying my hair blonde dream" is:
(1)Bleaching your hair suggests you would be wise to be somewhat less flirtatious, (WTF ME???)and dyeing it suggests that you are allowing vanity to overcome your common sense. (hmmmm making me ponder my vampy vane ways)
Another is:
(2)The act of changing colors in a dream symbolizes success through the use of constructive initiative and good judgment. If your dream featured dyed hair, it pertains to your business or professional career; if the dyed items were garments or cloth, your success will be in a social sphere.
chuh...I know my success will NOT be in the social sphere for sure cuz dude...I am VULGAR & peoples have told me this...tho not necessarily to my face.
Okay...I looked up the one where I dream that this stranger is in our rental house and he dies and we can't get into the house and guess what? It's must be way too hard to analyze so here is my question can YOU the READER please leave me a comment that will tell me what this dream means? Please?

Dream Probing

I dreamed I colored my hair BLONDE last night. I wonder what the hell I did to deserve that? I mean it could really be classified as a nightmare as I just did it the usual way...not the Dash Blog way. There was no Michelob Ultra, hot bubbly bathtub or dog eared book involved in any way. Something else I've noticed recently...is that I have occasionally dreamt of dead bodies in our rental house.Why?

I must look that up and find out what my problem is.

Tune in next time for my dream analysis

P.S.

Did you notice you can't spell analysis without anal?

Dream Probing

I dreamed I colored my hair BLONDE last night. I wonder what the hell I did to deserve that? I mean it could really be classified as a nightmare as I just did it the usual way...not the Dash Blog way. There was no Michelob Ultra, hot bubbly bathtub or dog eared book involved in any way. Something else I've noticed recently...is that I have occasionally dreamt of dead bodies in our rental house.Why?
I must look that up and find out what my problem is.
Tune in next time for my dream analysis
P.S.
Did you notice you can't spell analysis without anal?

November 20, 2004

Color Blind Blonde Moment...OR...Tired Old Mama

Yesterday, I wore two different colored socks. I didn't even notice until 9:00 pm.

durrr

At least it wasn't two different colored shoes...or two of the same shoes.

This time.

I actually wore two left shoes (both white) during the time when I was working as a floor nurse at the hospital. I was working a twelve hour night shift and as we were busier than hell. That shift turned into a fourteen hour marathon and my dogs were barking by the end of the night. When I finally had time to take off my shoes I noticed something.

THEY WERE BOTH LEFT SHOES!

durrrr

I bought them at Walmart and tried only the LEFT one on. I never checked the box or "obviously" tried on the right shoe. I can't believe I didn't notice when I got my shoes on that night.

It wasn't long after that I developed a bunion on my right foot.

Color Blind Blonde Moment...OR...Tired Old Mama

Yesterday, I wore two different colored socks. I didn't even notice until 9:00 pm.
durrr
At least it wasn't two different colored shoes...or two of the same shoes.
This time.
I actually wore two left shoes (both white) during the time when I was working as a floor nurse at the hospital. I was working a twelve hour night shift and as we were busier than hell. That shift turned into a fourteen hour marathon and my dogs were barking by the end of the night. When I finally had time to take off my shoes I noticed something.
THEY WERE BOTH LEFT SHOES!
durrrr
I bought them at Walmart and tried only the LEFT one on. I never checked the box or "obviously" tried on the right shoe. I can't believe I didn't notice when I got my shoes on that night.
It wasn't long after that I developed a bunion on my right foot.

November 17, 2004

Where Exactly Does Uranium Hail From?

URANUS

hahahahahahaha

ps...if you are in a plane flying over Nebraska and you look out and see a large glow in the middle of this glorious state and you squint real hard you might see my ASS.

Yes it's true...I bathe in uranium tainted H2O...hopefully while enjoying a frosty cold Michelob Ultra whilst dying my hair light Golden Brown by the grace of Clairol.

If you too would like to have your ass glow...(shelley...I said GLOW not BLOW) come over and take a nice hot bath at my house...I'll supply the beer but you have to bring your own hair dye.

ps...I continue to drink H20 from my tap, gargle with it, fill water balloons up with it and wash Pissin' Pete in it.

Why are the acceptable levels being lowered by the EPA? Do they have investments in RO (reverse osmosis)? ha ha

I've read up on this issue and feel fairly sure that I'm going to change nothing, at this time, to continue as I have been with drinking, bathing, etc but yet, a small piece of my brain went....zipppp zapppp and honed in on Alec and his bone tumor, Andrew and his constant dermatitis of different types, the size of my ass...oh wait, that's not caused by Uranium. Anyway, it made me think of the show ERIN BROCKOVICH for a split second.

Where Exactly Does Uranium Hail From?

URANUS
hahahahahahaha
ps...if you are in a plane flying over Nebraska and you look out and see a large glow in the middle of this glorious state and you squint real hard you might see my ASS.
Yes it's true...I bathe in uranium tainted H2O...hopefully while enjoying a frosty cold Michelob Ultra whilst dying my hair light Golden Brown by the grace of Clairol.
If you too would like to have your ass glow...(shelley...I said GLOW not BLOW) come over and take a nice hot bath at my house...I'll supply the beer but you have to bring your own hair dye.
ps...I continue to drink H20 from my tap, gargle with it, fill water balloons up with it and wash Pissin' Pete in it.
Why are the acceptable levels being lowered by the EPA? Do they have investments in RO (reverse osmosis)? ha ha
I've read up on this issue and feel fairly sure that I'm going to change nothing, at this time, to continue as I have been with drinking, bathing, etc but yet, a small piece of my brain went....zipppp zapppp and honed in on Alec and his bone tumor, Andrew and his constant dermatitis of different types, the size of my ass...oh wait, that's not caused by Uranium. Anyway, it made me think of the show ERIN BROCKOVICH for a split second.

Felt Like It






A graphic I made while listening to sparklehorse sing "It's a sad and beautiful world".

Felt Like It




A graphic I made while listening to sparklehorse sing "It's a sad and beautiful world".

November 16, 2004

WTF???

I think this may well be another...Well, you know you are from Nebraska when...story.

On my way home to let out Pissin' Pete from his kennel around 11 am I drove past Gas N Slurp.

So what you say or perhaps, who gives a rats ass.

I saw something I still don't understand. .. again.

There seemed to be a large amount of people standing around the place and I saw an ambulance there.

I began to wonder what the hell happened. A fender bender, a crazed postal worker?

Maybe that fat guy with no teeth and an ass the size of Maine finally had a heart attack?

Nope...something even more fantastically morbid. As I drove closer I saw that there was a gaggle of hunters standing around. Immediately I thought...Oh my God..someone has been shot!

Then

I saw

Men throwing body after body after body of dead animals into the back end of the ambulance. It appeared to be filled to the brim. I never noticed the name on the side of the ambulance.

This was not a trip to the veterinarian, of that I was sure.

WTF???

WTF???

I think this may well be another...Well, you know you are from Nebraska when...story.
On my way home to let out Pissin' Pete from his kennel around 11 am I drove past Gas N Slurp.
So what you say or perhaps, who gives a rats ass.
I saw something I still don't understand. .. again.
There seemed to be a large amount of people standing around the place and I saw an ambulance there.
I began to wonder what the hell happened. A fender bender, a crazed postal worker?
Maybe that fat guy with no teeth and an ass the size of Maine finally had a heart attack?
Nope...something even more fantastically morbid. As I drove closer I saw that there was a gaggle of hunters standing around. Immediately I thought...Oh my God..someone has been shot!
Then
I saw
Men throwing body after body after body of dead animals into the back end of the ambulance. It appeared to be filled to the brim. I never noticed the name on the side of the ambulance.
This was not a trip to the veterinarian, of that I was sure.
WTF???

November 15, 2004

Another Day Another Brain Infarction

Let's see if I could sum up today in one word...hmmmmm I think I could just about do it....and that word would be

SHIT

because...

1) sleepless night related to

a)Mark

b)a farking Shopko COLD virus

c)hunger pangs related to

c1)Mark

c2)fat cells got used to food on 24 hour long bitch posse shopping trip which included but was not limited to feasting/gluttonous behavior and all around ass enlarging snacking and are now screaming out for constant nourishment

2)Mark left at 5am and luckily I was AWAKE to wish him goodbye and he will be gone all week (this one could swing both ways...hahahah) therefore, since I leave for work before him and the kids I will potentially have

a)my boys going to school in their underwear, stocking cap(due to alfalfa hair) greeting the teachers with fetid morning boy breath

b)my girl going to school in short shirts or some other unlikely combo

c)many broken shards of furniture impaled in various parts of my boys body as they slam, pile drive and shuffle their way to school only 1/2 hour late

d)high heat bills, high light bills, and dog piss all over the house as the children will surely forget to shut off the lights, will leave the doors open and forget to shut up the mighty mighty Petey Pissmaster in his kennel

e)endless variations too numerous to mention

3)Employee problemo's that cause my teeth to clench at this very moment creating a sharp pain starting in my jaw and radiating upward along the nape of my rigid neck to settle and perhaps stay for the winter right behind my right EYE WHERE IT PULSES WITH EACH BEAT OF MY STUTTERING HEART!!!!

Another Day Another Brain Infarction

Let's see if I could sum up today in one word...hmmmmm I think I could just about do it....and that word would be
SHIT
because...

1) sleepless night related to

a)Mark
b)a farking Shopko COLD virus
c)hunger pangs related to

c1)Mark
c2)fat cells got used to food on 24 hour long bitch posse shopping trip which included but was not limited to feasting/gluttonous behavior and all around ass enlarging snacking and are now screaming out for constant nourishment

2)Mark left at 5am and luckily I was AWAKE to wish him goodbye and he will be gone all week (this one could swing both ways...hahahah) therefore, since I leave for work before him and the kids I will potentially have

a)my boys going to school in their underwear, stocking cap(due to alfalfa hair) greeting the teachers with fetid morning boy breath
b)my girl going to school in short shirts or some other unlikely combo
c)many broken shards of furniture impaled in various parts of my boys body as they slam, pile drive and shuffle their way to school only 1/2 hour late
d)high heat bills, high light bills, and dog piss all over the house as the children will surely forget to shut off the lights, will leave the doors open and forget to shut up the mighty mighty Petey Pissmaster in his kennel
e)endless variations too numerous to mention

3)Employee problemo's that cause my teeth to clench at this very moment creating a sharp pain starting in my jaw and radiating upward along the nape of my rigid neck to settle and perhaps stay for the winter right behind my right EYE WHERE IT PULSES WITH EACH BEAT OF MY STUTTERING HEART!!!!

November 14, 2004

There's No Place Like Home...except the mall

Well, the trip was a roaring success. Success, that is, if you mean we left town, bought things, and returned with all of us in the vehicle.

Relatively undamaged.

A few Christmas presents were bought, even.

unfortunately I came back with a cold. The very first store we went to on Friday morning...Shopko...a sneeze, then another then, kablammo...I was attacked.

Anyway, we laughed SO MUCH!! It was great and ended too soon as far as I'm concerned.

I tried an audioblog...from Applebees with the BP...but for some reason I see it didn't take.

Probably a good thing really.

A FEW HIGHLIGHTS

~~G,Jo Jo the dancing girl and moi went to a movie at the Grand Island Mall. We saw Shall We Dance...and it was AWESOME! It's a feel good chick flick kind of thing. We laughed we cried. You must go! Jo Jo and I discovered that G has a bit of a mooing problem. G moos during movies, maybe it was just this movie...but I think not. I think she moos during all movies. Jo and I laughed so hard I thought we would get kicked out.

~~Going to Victorias Secret and all of us getting new sassy unmentionables(which by the way, if you have any uhhh Ta Tas at all...push 'em right up to meet the bottom of your chin!)...except Jo Jo who prefers to save her money for booze and her cruise.

~~Getting new names...G is now Pina Geterson, Jo...To Jeter, Jude is now Moody Jousel, Lois Lane is now...Fori Larr, mine is boring Meryl ShCurdy but the best is Suz who had the best new handle in the BP...Huz Suxoll...say huz like whose and then you will see why her name is the funniest!



There's No Place Like Home...except the mall

Well, the trip was a roaring success. Success, that is, if you mean we left town, bought things, and returned with all of us in the vehicle.
Relatively undamaged.
A few Christmas presents were bought, even.
unfortunately I came back with a cold. The very first store we went to on Friday morning...Shopko...a sneeze, then another then, kablammo...I was attacked.
Anyway, we laughed SO MUCH!! It was great and ended too soon as far as I'm concerned.
I tried an audioblog...from Applebees with the BP...but for some reason I see it didn't take.
Probably a good thing really.
A FEW HIGHLIGHTS
~~G,Jo Jo the dancing girl and moi went to a movie at the Grand Island Mall. We saw Shall We Dance...and it was AWESOME! It's a feel good chick flick kind of thing. We laughed we cried. You must go! Jo Jo and I discovered that G has a bit of a mooing problem. G moos during movies, maybe it was just this movie...but I think not. I think she moos during all movies. Jo and I laughed so hard I thought we would get kicked out.
~~Going to Victorias Secret and all of us getting new sassy unmentionables(which by the way, if you have any uhhh Ta Tas at all...push 'em right up to meet the bottom of your chin!)...except Jo Jo who prefers to save her money for booze and her cruise.
~~Getting new names...G is now Pina Geterson, Jo...To Jeter, Jude is now Moody Jousel, Lois Lane is now...Fori Larr, mine is boring Meryl ShCurdy but the best is Suz who had the best new handle in the BP...Huz Suxoll...say huz like whose and then you will see why her name is the funniest!

November 12, 2004

YAHOOOOOOOO





It's here. The Day. In 1 1/2 hours we ride!

The BAWLS are packed (see previous entry about Not letting myself sleep), the wish lists are assembled (though I won't even use them), now all I have to do is:

Wash (this could be a long drawn out affair)

find a purse (this could be a long drawn out affair)

find some money (this could be a long drawn out affair)

find the credit card(got it)

Pack (found bag from last year...it's half packed already)

(note to self...take extra soap and donate to Mrs. P...she never brings any as she is a non box washing nasty wench)

I'm going to try making an audio blog from the ride.

It should be...well, something else...yikes!!!!

YAHOOOOOOOO




It's here. The Day. In 1 1/2 hours we ride!
The BAWLS are packed (see previous entry about Not letting myself sleep), the wish lists are assembled (though I won't even use them), now all I have to do is:
Wash (this could be a long drawn out affair)
find a purse (this could be a long drawn out affair)
find some money (this could be a long drawn out affair)
find the credit card(got it)
Pack (found bag from last year...it's half packed already)
(note to self...take extra soap and donate to Mrs. P...she never brings any as she is a non box washing nasty wench)
I'm going to try making an audio blog from the ride.
It should be...well, something else...yikes!!!!

November 11, 2004

Betty Ford Clinic ALERT ALERT ALERT ALERT

I think I may be going on the

(trumpets please!)

ANNUAL BITCH POSSE SHOPPING TRIP THIS YEAR!

It's tomorrow.

I am going.

Unless, for some reason, I can't go.

Please say a little tiny prayer for me because I REALLY NEED TO GET OUT OF HERE FOR AWHILE!

We leave at 9 am. Which means that at around 9:30 Jo Jo will show up drinking a Zima. She is SUCH A DAMN SOAK!

Our first stop is usually U-SAVE liquor where we grab a cart and start spending those shopping dollars.

I hope I can stay awake while we motor to the big cities of Kearney and Grand Island (where we will spend a fun filled night eating, drinking, belching and attaining massive amounts of water weight gain.

Take it from me. You DON'T WANT TO FALL ASLEEP on one of these trips. You could wake up and have a blow up doll strapped to your head, a pound of margarita salt in your purse and your head 1/2 shaved. These bitches can rival the deviants on the show JACKASS any day of the week...blindfolded.

Just for shits and giggles...

Here is the 2003 post about our trip and here is the 2002post.

Betty Ford Clinic ALERT ALERT ALERT ALERT

I think I may be going on the
(trumpets please!)
ANNUAL BITCH POSSE SHOPPING TRIP THIS YEAR!
It's tomorrow.
I am going.
Unless, for some reason, I can't go.
Please say a little tiny prayer for me because I REALLY NEED TO GET OUT OF HERE FOR AWHILE!
We leave at 9 am. Which means that at around 9:30 Jo Jo will show up drinking a Zima. She is SUCH A DAMN SOAK!
Our first stop is usually U-SAVE liquor where we grab a cart and start spending those shopping dollars.
I hope I can stay awake while we motor to the big cities of Kearney and Grand Island (where we will spend a fun filled night eating, drinking, belching and attaining massive amounts of water weight gain.
Take it from me. You DON'T WANT TO FALL ASLEEP on one of these trips. You could wake up and have a blow up doll strapped to your head, a pound of margarita salt in your purse and your head 1/2 shaved. These bitches can rival the deviants on the show JACKASS any day of the week...blindfolded.
Just for shits and giggles...
Here is the 2003 post about our trip and here is the 2002post.

November 09, 2004

Local News!

Today a vehicle accidentally made our local newspaper office a drive through. No one was injured thank goodness!








Later on that same afternoon...You know you are from Nebraska when a tumbleweed takes a stroll down the sidewalk...and stops at the local watering hole(Shirley K's Coffee Shop!)



Local News!

Today a vehicle accidentally made our local newspaper office a drive through. No one was injured thank goodness!





Later on that same afternoon...You know you are from Nebraska when a tumbleweed takes a stroll down the sidewalk...and stops at the local watering hole(Shirley K's Coffee Shop!)


Percey You ROCK MY WORLD!

Have you ever wondered about the stability of car wash sprayer thing a ma bobs? I'm always a bit apprehensive when I go through one of those automated car washes. I did that last night while waiting for our pizza/calzone order (which by the way took WAY TOO LONG & when I got my order the lady who put the calzone into a box said, "You might want to microwave it for a while" while I just said, "Oookkayyyy" wondering if the chicken Alfredo calzone would be a teeming mass of lukewarm bacteria waiting to feast on our vital organs). Anyway, as I sat there in the dark, scary carwash waiting for the "spray apparatus" to start washing off the soap I heard this humungous roaring sound and I saw, through a small soapless spot, a powerful jet stream of water heading for the car. The car wash arms were spinning wildly and the roar turned deafening as the hurricane hit my car. The whole auto rocked as the powerful jets howled and roared and rinsed my dirty bastard of a car off in tornadic swirls. For a few seconds, when the soap cleared, all I could see were these "arms" spinning like mad and heading for the windshield. I started wondering about car wash freak accidents and how embarrassing that would be on the front page of the Clarion. Thank God the washing ended not long after my panic attack began. P.S....no signs of liver failure, botulism, Hershey squirts or the hurls either. Thank you Percey L Spencer for inventing the microwave!



Percey You ROCK MY WORLD!

Have you ever wondered about the stability of car wash sprayer thing a ma bobs? I'm always a bit apprehensive when I go through one of those automated car washes. I did that last night while waiting for our pizza/calzone order (which by the way took WAY TOO LONG & when I got my order the lady who put the calzone into a box said, "You might want to microwave it for a while" while I just said, "Oookkayyyy" wondering if the chicken Alfredo calzone would be a teeming mass of lukewarm bacteria waiting to feast on our vital organs). Anyway, as I sat there in the dark, scary carwash waiting for the "spray apparatus" to start washing off the soap I heard this humungous roaring sound and I saw, through a small soapless spot, a powerful jet stream of water heading for the car. The car wash arms were spinning wildly and the roar turned deafening as the hurricane hit my car. The whole auto rocked as the powerful jets howled and roared and rinsed my dirty bastard of a car off in tornadic swirls. For a few seconds, when the soap cleared, all I could see were these "arms" spinning like mad and heading for the windshield. I started wondering about car wash freak accidents and how embarrassing that would be on the front page of the Clarion. Thank God the washing ended not long after my panic attack began. P.S....no signs of liver failure, botulism, Hershey squirts or the hurls either. Thank you Percey L Spencer for inventing the microwave!

November 07, 2004

Phallic Cranium Alert...dick head dream

To see a snake or be bitten by one in your dream,(on the left leg mind you as I was going into a door) signifies hidden fears and worries that are threatening (ARE YOU THREATENING ME!)you. (do these jeans make my ass look 3 axe handles and a shoebox wide?) Your dream may be alerting you to something in your waking life that you are not aware of or that has not yet surfaced.(not aware? Moi??...ha ha...I laugh at this) The snake may also be seen as phallic (! ewwwwww...)and thus symbolize dangerous and forbidden sexuality.( Uh Ohhhhh...not again) The snake may also refer to a person around you who is callous, ruthless, and can't be trusted.(Mark????)As a positive symbol, snakes represent transformation, knowledge and wisdom.(Now we are talking!) It is indicative of self-renewal and positive changes. (you bet your ass it does)


Okay, Okay...it's means EVERYTHING from good to bad. Isn't it odd that 3 off us at the pharmacy/coffee shop have had a dream about snakes this past week or so? hmmmmmmmmmmm



Phallic Cranium Alert...dick head dream

To see a snake or be bitten by one in your dream,(on the left leg mind you as I was going into a door) signifies hidden fears and worries that are threatening (ARE YOU THREATENING ME!)you. (do these jeans make my ass look 3 axe handles and a shoebox wide?) Your dream may be alerting you to something in your waking life that you are not aware of or that has not yet surfaced.(not aware? Moi??...ha ha...I laugh at this) The snake may also be seen as phallic (! ewwwwww...)and thus symbolize dangerous and forbidden sexuality.( Uh Ohhhhh...not again) The snake may also refer to a person around you who is callous, ruthless, and can't be trusted.(Mark????)As a positive symbol, snakes represent transformation, knowledge and wisdom.(Now we are talking!) It is indicative of self-renewal and positive changes. (you bet your ass it does)

Okay, Okay...it's means EVERYTHING from good to bad. Isn't it odd that 3 off us at the pharmacy/coffee shop have had a dream about snakes this past week or so? hmmmmmmmmmmm

November 06, 2004

It Just Might Work!

I just saw an e-mail that was filtered into my "junk" folder.

I laughed til I cried.

Perhaps it's the bleak early morning tiredness that makes one a bit manic and easily amused...or perhaps the inventor of this phrase is a pure ass genuis.

Pump Up Your Stump.

Now THAT is a funny title. I mean some of the others are just plain dowdy like, the old, Enlarge Your Penis one or the Size DOES Matter one.

I mean really...the person who thought of that deserves a gold star...or...something.

they said...stump....hee hee hee

It Just Might Work!

I just saw an e-mail that was filtered into my "junk" folder.
I laughed til I cried.
Perhaps it's the bleak early morning tiredness that makes one a bit manic and easily amused...or perhaps the inventor of this phrase is a pure ass genuis.
Pump Up Your Stump.
Now THAT is a funny title. I mean some of the others are just plain dowdy like, the old, Enlarge Your Penis one or the Size DOES Matter one.
I mean really...the person who thought of that deserves a gold star...or...something.
they said...stump....hee hee hee

November 04, 2004

Fun For The Insanely Bored

giggle...need something to cheer you UP...try making and then sending someone a card from Nude Messenger

Fun For The Insanely Bored

giggle...need something to cheer you UP...try making and then sending someone a card from Nude Messenger

November 03, 2004

Shirley K's Coffee Shop ROCKS!

I am SO going to take a new cd I bought for Alec down to the shop and turrnnn upppp the radiooooo!

Yes, it's WRESTLING ROCKS...Anthems of the RIng...featuring TWISTED SISTER...THE RAMONES...RATT...ALICE COOPER...AND MORE!

Yah baybe...I'm sure the crowd will eat it up.

or something like that.

I wish I had time to find my Tiny Tim CD to play for Shelley Belly...hmmmmm

note to self...find or make cd of Tiny Tim Tunes for above said evil person!

Shirley K's Coffee Shop ROCKS!

I am SO going to take a new cd I bought for Alec down to the shop and turrnnn upppp the radiooooo!
Yes, it's WRESTLING ROCKS...Anthems of the RIng...featuring TWISTED SISTER...THE RAMONES...RATT...ALICE COOPER...AND MORE!
Yah baybe...I'm sure the crowd will eat it up.
or something like that.
I wish I had time to find my Tiny Tim CD to play for Shelley Belly...hmmmmm
note to self...find or make cd of Tiny Tim Tunes for above said evil person!

November 02, 2004

The Golden Rule

I never really sit down and think what to write in this blog. I usually have such a limited amount of time that I sit down, type something and post it without really thinking everything out. Because, really, who reads this crap besides me and a couple others anyway?

Well, tonight I sat down and thought about what I wanted to write. I actually looked for the right quote I wanted to use. I've spent some time thinking. and yet...I ramble...but here are some quotes I found that I want to share with anyone who happens upon this Dash Blog site...

"Losers live in the past. Winners learn from the past and enjoy working in the present toward the future." by Denis Waitley



This quote describes my husband...not the loser part...the winner. He is a winner in that category hands down no matter what happens in the election tonight. Not one person could deny that.

Also, the quote below, he is always ready to continue. He is not afraid of controversy.

Success is not final, failure is not fatal: it is the courage to continue that counts."



...and this one

Courage is what it takes to stand up and speak; courage is also what it takes to sit down and listen."

If Mark is one thing...it is a good listener. I've seen his listen to people for hours and hours. I've seen his patience with others.

I know Mark would be a wonderful asset to the board, again, but I am not courageous, or as patient as he and I want his to be elected off the board. I've grown tired of the juvinile behavor of so called "grown ups" that live around here.

I cannot believe the depth of ignorance and cruelty that these grown people resort to.

Adults behaving as if they were in junior high or even elementary school. I really am in total disbelief.

I cannot understand why these people are not embarrassed to death for the actions they take, of their own free will.

I think you all, and you know who you are, should take a good hard look at yourselves in the mirror and ask yourself if you really, truly think you have done nothing wrong.

Is is wrong to belittle others? to be disrespectful of others? to vainly think that your views can be the only views?

How can any one of you justify cruelty to another human being. To someone who is just living life, doing their job and trying to do the right thing.

I ask again, how can you justify cruelty? How can anyone in their right mind condone someone who is is disrespectful of women and children.

Would you like these values passed on to our future leaders? Our children? Cruelty? Impatience? Vanity? If so, than I pity you because I for one would not care to have my children faced with a future of such horific qualities.

I will leave you all with this final quote...

"The wise man questions the wisdom of others because he questions his own, the foolish man, because it is different from his own."



The Golden Rule

I never really sit down and think what to write in this blog. I usually have such a limited amount of time that I sit down, type something and post it without really thinking everything out. Because, really, who reads this crap besides me and a couple others anyway?
Well, tonight I sat down and thought about what I wanted to write. I actually looked for the right quote I wanted to use. I've spent some time thinking. and yet...I ramble...but here are some quotes I found that I want to share with anyone who happens upon this Dash Blog site...

"Losers live in the past. Winners learn from the past and enjoy working in the present toward the future." by Denis Waitley


This quote describes my husband...not the loser part...the winner. He is a winner in that category hands down no matter what happens in the election tonight. Not one person could deny that.
Also, the quote below, he is always ready to continue. He is not afraid of controversy.

Success is not final, failure is not fatal: it is the courage to continue that counts."


...and this one

Courage is what it takes to stand up and speak; courage is also what it takes to sit down and listen."

If Mark is one thing...it is a good listener. I've seen his listen to people for hours and hours. I've seen his patience with others.
I know Mark would be a wonderful asset to the board, again, but I am not courageous, or as patient as he and I want his to be elected off the board. I've grown tired of the juvinile behavor of so called "grown ups" that live around here.
I cannot believe the depth of ignorance and cruelty that these grown people resort to.
Adults behaving as if they were in junior high or even elementary school. I really am in total disbelief.
I cannot understand why these people are not embarrassed to death for the actions they take, of their own free will.
I think you all, and you know who you are, should take a good hard look at yourselves in the mirror and ask yourself if you really, truly think you have done nothing wrong.
Is is wrong to belittle others? to be disrespectful of others? to vainly think that your views can be the only views?
How can any one of you justify cruelty to another human being. To someone who is just living life, doing their job and trying to do the right thing.
I ask again, how can you justify cruelty? How can anyone in their right mind condone someone who is is disrespectful of women and children.
Would you like these values passed on to our future leaders? Our children? Cruelty? Impatience? Vanity? If so, than I pity you because I for one would not care to have my children faced with a future of such horific qualities.
I will leave you all with this final quote...
"The wise man questions the wisdom of others because he questions his own, the foolish man, because it is different from his own."

October 28, 2004

Closed Minds Are Too Dark For Growth

Strange isn't how the times change. How the world advances. And isn't is just amazing how quickly one can become mired into the past if one doesn't have an open mind. The world has changed is about the lamest statement I can make. I don't know if there is a single sentence that can actually describe the extent of advances we have made in the education of our youth. Our future leaders.

What I can't understand is how people can become closed off to change...actually fear change to such an extent that they become fixated on avoiding it. Turn it into a phobia of some sort. I think I have a cure for this phobia. These types of people need to have a baby. Naturally...no drugs, no episiotomy, just them, the contractions and the focusing. Having a baby is one of the quickest ways to overcome fear of change. It teaches you that you can endure all sorts of changes and survive...all you need to do is breathe, concentrate, and listen.

Not a bad pholosophy for life in general really.

Oh...on another note...

Caller ID is a bizarre thing. Most people now have it on their phones. There are a few people, I suppose, that don't realize that when they make a call their phone number is displayed and recorded. It's an easy method of discovering who makes, say, an unidentified call.

Closed Minds Are Too Dark For Growth

Strange isn't how the times change. How the world advances. And isn't is just amazing how quickly one can become mired into the past if one doesn't have an open mind. The world has changed is about the lamest statement I can make. I don't know if there is a single sentence that can actually describe the extent of advances we have made in the education of our youth. Our future leaders.
What I can't understand is how people can become closed off to change...actually fear change to such an extent that they become fixated on avoiding it. Turn it into a phobia of some sort. I think I have a cure for this phobia. These types of people need to have a baby. Naturally...no drugs, no episiotomy, just them, the contractions and the focusing. Having a baby is one of the quickest ways to overcome fear of change. It teaches you that you can endure all sorts of changes and survive...all you need to do is breathe, concentrate, and listen.
Not a bad pholosophy for life in general really.
Oh...on another note...
Caller ID is a bizarre thing. Most people now have it on their phones. There are a few people, I suppose, that don't realize that when they make a call their phone number is displayed and recorded. It's an easy method of discovering who makes, say, an unidentified call.

October 27, 2004

I Need Bawls...or something

I'm in need of caffeine. Instead, here I am. Surfing blogs at an ungodly hour. I could be making the donuts and drinking my favorite drink...sugar free caramel latte. But no, I am surfing java instead of drinking it.

We had volleyball last night from 4 pm until ohhhhhh 9:30.

Yay.

Today, work!

Yay.

Hey...Petie is a Papa again. Six babies! Not only is he a Papa but he is a viral puppy making machine.

If you are in need of a Jack Rat Terrier let me know.



I Need Bawls...or something

I'm in need of caffeine. Instead, here I am. Surfing blogs at an ungodly hour. I could be making the donuts and drinking my favorite drink...sugar free caramel latte. But no, I am surfing java instead of drinking it.
We had volleyball last night from 4 pm until ohhhhhh 9:30.
Yay.
Today, work!
Yay.
Hey...Petie is a Papa again. Six babies! Not only is he a Papa but he is a viral puppy making machine.
If you are in need of a Jack Rat Terrier let me know.