Whois: 30 yr old, female, inspired but independent thinker, bride-to-be, entrepeneur, mover & shaker, living in Saint Paul MN. Likes reading. Fine art. The occasional b-movie. Temp by day, web & graphic designer by night. Watches the Cartoon Network, rents cheesy films, has no job and no current clientele.
Random people go to Google, type in dirty words and then add the plus ‘+’ sign to a word–anything really, ‘pics’, ‘Sinead O’Connor’, ‘ice cream’, ‘vacuum cleaner’–then wind up here. I hope they’re ALL horribly disappointed when they don’t find any ‘FREE+NUDE+PICS+DREW+CAREY’ here at this site. On where I’d whine about being a singleton and feel all alone. “How depressing,” you say! Don’t worry, it didn’t last long. Besides, it may have been more a case of horniness than loneliness. In which I go from loneliness to busy-ness in no time flat, entries ripe with lust, laughter and being left out in the cold. Gawd, I’m such a grump sometimes. Bitchy, snobby, whiny, pissing and moaning all over the place. When I was all of thirteen my mother got me a magnet that says, “Bitch, Bitch, Bitch”. It’s on my fridge to this day. Still, I manage to make lots of friends. I’m still alive even though many people would want to kill someone with a mouth like mine. Go figure. People think I’m snobby about TV. Including my sister and mom. If there is stuff on TV that is annoying or horrible, you can be sure that I’ve written about it. Which is way more fun than watching the TV. I’ve even complained about TV shows I haven’t seen, because, as a TV snob, I can do that. Family Thanksgivings round the table, Fourth of July frolicks in the outdoors, whatever. Merriment or misery, it’s recalled here. The important thing is the meaning behind the OCCASION, not the fact that we’re out of liquor or nobody bought you anything that fits your fat ass, right? When it comes to media coverage of celebrities and their lifestyles & gossip/etc., it’s like a car accident, I can’t help but watch. I’m sure it’s an obsession. Who needs enemies when you’ve got friends like Mother Nature? I love having boobs but curse the day the bra was invented, sporting a girlish figure and then watching it all go to hell after consuming too many Wavy Lays (who can eat just one?), bleeding like a stuck pig and turning into a psycho bitchfreak for 7 days a month! If that’s not horrific enough, the boyfriend calls it ‘blowjob week’. Ugh. I’m bloated. Get the fuck away from me. And other assorted womanly wonders. Stuff I wrote instead of picking my nose. Perhaps I might have been better off doing the latter. You decide. Aren’t they. Back to childhood, back to the days of wonderment, the tender ages. Fun, silly stuff. I’m not really all that smart and geeky. I just wrote about this stuff to make you think I am. He’s a piece of work some days…nonetheless, he’s mine and I’m stuck with him. Besides, he can be alarmingly cute sometimes and he loves me dearly. Ah, there’s no one else like him in the whole world! It’s is what’ll kill us eventually, so why not devote most of our lives to it? “All the live long day! Just to pass the time awaaay!” If you build it, will they come? Contrary to what some think, the web is not magic like in the movie “Field Of Dreams”. People wanted web sites. They built them. No one came. They advertised. Eventually people came. We saw. I wrote. And went. In some cases I go back, others I wished I hadn’t seen it the first time.entries
Something I made for those of you looking for an alternative ad site loserlife.
Enjoy
Okay. Just so you know, me and James are soooo over.
He’s a fucknut
I kicked him out 3 weeks ago because for a long time he was only home when it was time for him to sleep and then sometimes not at all. When he was home off of work he was an asshole. Now I find out he’s been going after this chick he works with since probably Christmas. So we’re done.
Anyway, I was cruising the personals (wow have those changed in the last 3 years) and I thought it was totally hilarious that the only people that IM’ed me were full-on freaks from countries other than USA, or else they were old. Hello! Read the listing where it says I’m looking for people between 26-36 and, um…. ENGRISH–you speak it, mofo?!
Then I go back to the home page and it says “You Have Matches!” I go through them and I almost pee my pants from laughing. Some asshole has the audacity to put as his ad title, “Who wants a mustache ride?”. Let me get in line for THAT!
The other dorkus-malorkus they want me to check out has put ‘painthuffer’ for his screen name. I don’t know what to do except laugh! Well? What can I write to him?
“Sorry…I’m only accepting inquiries from glue sniffers, dust snorters, and crotch scratchers!”
?
ha ha.
Okay…I know this is SOOOO late but I saved my logs from 2003 and finally went through them to see which search terms were the most popular. And here they are:
Most Popular Disturbing Real Search Requests for 2003
spam revenge, blog revenge, blog revenge pics
Ah, yes. I’ve always wanted to really ‘stick it’ to my blog by way of a snapshot. Actually my cell phone did once…way back when (remember those green screens?!)
8 to i3 year old girl nudists
www.shut your mouth up, shut.com, shut it
what’s the deal with britney spears’ boobs, britney boobs, britney spears naked
full house anorexia
i got two penises, man with two penises, people has two penises
crystal meth burp, hock a loogy, loogy, burp
grandma’s house hot pics, hot grandma, grandma bathroom pics
what does wack mean, wack, worldwide wack
That is the word for the sound my head makes when I pound it on my desk because the only people that come to my site are looking for undressed famous people, inebriated minors, or males with multiple genitalia.
why men look at porn when in a relationship, porn is cheating, porn cheater, men look at porn Welcome to Men 101.
The Reason Men Look At Porn When In A Relationship Is Mainly Because Men Have Looked At Porn Any Damn Way, Since The Beginning Of Time. So It Really Doesn’t Matter If The Man Is In A Relationship Or Not. But One Highly Regarded Theory Is This:
The Reason A Man Looks At Porn When In A Relationship is because the man has become comfortable within the relationship to the point of letting the woman “mother” him. Once a woman has started to take care of the man’s every need (because who the fuck else will, the bastard is lucky to be breathing every day let aloine wearing clean clothes!) Things like Wiping The Snot Off his nose, Picking Up Dirty Socks from the DINING ROOM floor, and Waking him up Every Day, the woman will verbally let the man know that This Shit Is Not Going To Go Down With Her Any More. Then the man starts to no longer see the woman as an attractive mate, rather as A Nagging Bitch Who Doesn’t Give Him Any Ass Lately and therefore the man constantly needs to whack off to images of women he would never even get the time of day from, except in an Online Chat Room. In the man’s warped sense there is Hope That He Will One Day Find A Lover As Attractive And Giving And Submissive as the porno lady and leave the one he is with. What the man doesn’t realize is that any woman, no matter how Attractive And Giving And Submissive would not Put Up With The Same Shit that his current partner nags him about, and thus won’t Give Him Any Ass either. Men may stop looking at porn in a relationship wherein the woman tosses all sense of herself to the wind and becomes an empty shell of stupidity and servitude, but men will continue to Whack Off to images of other women.
Other related recommended reading: A Good Old Fashioned Fuck
gangsta bitch barbie
Oh my that was a long time ago. I’ll post the link for that later.
leon budweiser Who the fuck is Leon and why is everyone coming here looking for him and budweiser?
filandering dictionary
i’d rather go naked than wear fur i’d rather go naked than wear fur I’m very sure the above phrase is NOT one of those “magic” childhood fantasy things which bears repeating, like a wish or a positive thought. The formula of such memorable “magic” calls for phrases which are normallly bereft of words like ‘naked’, much less any hint of political staement. Not like in these examples: “I think I can, I think I can!” and “There’s no place like home, there’s no place like home”…
Then again, repeating “I’d rather go naked than wear fur” could be a very valid magic phrase if coming from a squirrel who is either an exhibitionist/nymphomaniac or is repenting the ultimate sin of having fur and not feahers. (?)
You decide.
matt lauer didn’t go here where in the world, where in the world is matt lauer, where did matt go in the world in 2002
No idea. I’m new here.
who invented cargo pants
Not me…but Ally Hilfiger claims her dad did.
bitchslap.net
You mean not one soul has rushed to adopt that classy domain name yet?
crap snacker, poop snack
No thanks, I’m trying to cut down.
how horny are you, are you horny
Not really, I’m afraid…now that I’ve discovered what a lazy slob my fiancee can be! [what a friggrin turnoff] Okay, okay. So there was one time.
bathroom cruising
George Michael does not live here!
portrayal of animals in hollywood films
You mean they don’t play themselves? *Gasp* Such scandal!
naked day
Janet Jackson doesn’t live here, either! …how many times do I have to tell you people?!
And neither does Sinead O’Connor, Roseanne Barr, Matchbox Twenty, Darva Conger, Sam Donaldson, or Chuck Knoblauch, for that matter. Scram! Go crawling to Celebrities Uncensored, or someplace, for that kind of crap.
31 years ago today my mother was in hard labor at St. Lukes hospital in St. Paul, MN and it was snowing outside. The doctor came in and said to her, “It’s snowing out! AND it’s April Fool’s day! You sure you want to have this baby today?” to which she replied “I don’t give a shit if it’s Halloween, GET IT OUT OF ME!”
I did eventually come out. I did it when I was darm good and ready. And I wouldn’t shut up. I still don’t do what I’m expected to and I do things only when I’m good and ready…and I haven’t shut up just yet.
Test your ‘professionalism’ While doing some job searching I ran across te following short quiz consists of 4 questions and will tell you whether you are qualified to be a “professional.” Scroll down for each answer. The questions are NOT that difficult.
Question #1: How do you put a giraffe into a refrigerator?
The correct answer is: Open the refrigerator, put in the giraffe,
and close the door.
This question tests whether you tend to do simple things in an overly complicated way.
Question #2: How do you put an elephant into a refrigerator?
Did you say, “Open the refrigerator, put in the elephant, and close
the refrigerator?” (Wrong Answer)
Correct Answer: Open the refrigerator, take out the giraffe, put in the elephant and close the door.
This tests your ability to think through the repercussions of your previous actions.
Question #3: The Lion King is hosting an animal conference. All
the animals attend except one. Which animal does not attend? The correct answer is: The Elephant. The elephant is in the refrigerator. You just put him in there. This tests your memory. OK, even if you did not answer the first three questions correctly, you still have one more chance to show your true abilities.
Question #4: There is a river you must cross but it is inhabited by
crocodiles. How do you manage it?
The correct answer is: You swim across. All the crocodiles are attending the Animal Meeting.
This tests whether you learn quickly from your mistakes.
I didn’t get any of these answered because I thought they were jokes so I just kept scrolling through to the answers…and then laughing out loud. Guess that makes me an ass and not a professional!
Lullaby Music Videos
Yes indeedy…VH-1 has this program that comes on after 2am and it’s called “Insomniac Music Theater”, you night owls have probably seen it many times over or at least know about it. Let me tell you that all they play is the top 10 or 20 videos that are already in heavy rotation. Guaranteed to put you back in bed, eh? First video out of the gates is…”My Immortal” by Evanessence. Yes folks, that sucker comes on and whoo doggy…puts me right to sleep in a quicky hurry! Boy, that there VH-1 sure knows a thing or two about helping people go to bed! Good God if I see that or the “Jet” video one more time I will scream. Anyway what is WITH Amy Lee lying on shit anyway…lying in a treetop, on the roof of a VW beetle, up on a scaffolding, on top of a park fountain, on a corrugated tin roof? Is she unable to walk or has she fallen? OH I get it…this is some sequel to the previous video hit, “Fallen” and she’s all scruffy lookin’ like she really fell and died? Search me. And what’s with the wrist bandages? Has she slit herself? I see wrist bandages on lots of musicians these days…I know that athletes and musicians wrap hankies or wear bands around their wrists to absorb sweat but jeez! I doubt Amy’s hands would get sweaty when she’s lying on a cold tin roof on a windy eve, looking ever so mournful as though her dog died. Has the world gone so fucking goth now, that when I wasn’t looking everyone cut their wrists up and then whoops, nevermind I’m fine!(?) Which reminds me, that guy in Maroon 5 wears them too but jeez..that “This Love” video, that’s just total porn right there if you ask me, they just added a bunch of swirling flower graphics to the video just to cover up the naughty bits. Everyone in music is getting naked, lest we forget Janet’s big bad boob “wardrobe malfunction” my ass. Britney has a bit in “Toxic” where she’s wearing nothing but tiny jewels glued to a transparent catsuit. Beyonce
bares all in her “Naughty Girl” video where she goes behind a screen and you can see her naked silhouette. What’s next, Girls Gone Wild on the local 5 o’clock news? And speaking of crappy videos, it seems to me the worse off you are in terms of speaking English correctly, the better chance your video has of being on the air. Has everyone forgotten how to talk?
There’s this one song (I think it’s by Blink 182) where they sing “something something something inside my head”, only it sounds like “inside my-yyed” and it is SOOO fucking annoying! Another annoying one is this rap video for a song called “Tipsy” and the guy is from St. Louis but he can’t speak worth a damn so he says “airreybuddy in the club gittin’ tipsy”. It wouldn’t be so bad if the stupid band would get the video right and film it in a club like the song says, not a house. Idiots. I also hate that R. Kelly and that other dude’s song where they sing about going to “my hotel”. Dude if the hotel is not owned by you, you are going to your hotel ROOM…it’s not not your hotel. Get this shit off the air already.
My little sister says I’m snobby about TV. She might be right, although I only know a few people who could sit through the mindless rubbish she calls quality TV. She thinks I’m boring to watch public TV or the History Channel or when we go to the video rental store, she makes fun of my habit of choosing a tasteful or smart independent flick over a stupid Adam Sandler movie or the latest blockbuster. She will watch the movie of the week starring some has-been actress about a hospital baby-switching case or anorexia and and bawl her head off and then TAPE it so this whole process can be easily repeated. And if that’s not enough, she will pick THE lamest show on the whole TV shedule to watch.
Once upon a time when we were roommates (she was 20 and I was turning 22), I would frequently come home to find her glued to the set with ABC’s TGIF lineup of shows (you know the night they played crap like ‘Family Matters’, ‘Full House’, and ‘Step By Step’) blaring from it. I’d gleefully suggest other things to watch, “There’s a concert on xyz channel,” “Hey, ‘The Larry Sanders Show’ is on right now” or “Let’s watch the Independent Film Channel!” she was unfazed, saying she could watch whatever she wanted and it wasn’t going to be what I suggested. I moved in like a salesperson, pointing out that she was a smart girl and had better taste than that, there was quality stuff to be watched on TV! She once exlaimed almost tearfully that TGIF had nothing but “Good shows on, and I like them! Why do you think they’re STILL RUNNING, then?!” I tried to argue that “TGIF is shit and never has anything good on and only morons watch it and since the world is overpopulated with morons, that’s where the ratings factor comes in.” She shrugged and decided to walk away because she (like the rest of my family) cannot stand to be told anything, let alone have a mild, good-natured debate. I ignored her and thought well, good enough, perhaps next time she’ll check the TV guide channel first and choose something with a smidge of taste or culture or even remotely entertaining, hell…she might even enjoy it for a change.
Not more than a day later, I came home to find her on the edge of her seat, thoroughly enjoying Urkel, at the time that the show was past it’s prime, and it was the episode where they decided to have Urkel and whats-her-butt go to France. I sighed and tried to ignore this, by going into the kitchen to make dinner. The wretched Urkel giggles and snorts coming from the TV (which haunt me to this very day) made me wince, but I resolved to continue chopping the veggies. I gripped the knife, filled with so much digust my knuckles were turning white and could stand it NO FUCKING LONGER. I went in there and threatened her. I forbade her to watch this ridiculous show, screaming at the top of my lungs that “We. Have. CABLE. Which I PAY FOR!” and would stand for no more of this shit, and furthermore “You can start paying for the cable if you’re going to watch this trash or we can cut it off altogether!” There. I thought, that was that. I come home the next day and “Full House” is on. I had given up and decided she was destined to a life of crap taste in entertainment. She’s now married and has a kid (sucker!) and every now and again I go to visit her. It’s not uncommon to find she’s got “America’s Funniest Videos” on, or reruns of “Boy Meets World”.
My mom is worse, but there’s no arguing with her, either. She watches crap like, “Murder, She Wrote”, “Father Dowling Mysteries”, “Touched By An Angel”, “Judging Amy”, “Diagnosis: Murder” and just about every Danielle Steele book-turned-lame-movie or shitty, made-for-TV miniseries, including those lame-ass Hallmark movies. Bleaaaahhh.
Before I had a dialup internet connection to make my line gloriously busy, she would call at all hours and tell me that there was a special episode of “Matlock” on but she was going somewhere that night and would I tape it for her? Ack.
Now she just calls and when I’m online she leaves messages. “Hello? Pick up it’s your mother!”.
Later, when we’re together I say, “Mom, “It’s not a machine with a speaker to hear you! It’s the phone service’s digital voice messaging and I can’t hear you until I call the service to get my messages.”
“Well, no big deal, I got so-and-so to tape the show for me. Anyway, the least you can do is pick up and say hello!” Oh boy.
There’s just no telling her.
Then again she’s the one who thinks she has SuperNet.
“You’ll have to come over here some time to look at my internet.” Look at her internet. Like it’s all HERS. “Okay mom, what did you do, now?”
“Well it’s not so much what I did but what the e-mail did. You know, I go into the computer room and turn it on and then start email (which is automatically configured to dial up an online connection when it starts) and then sometimes it just takes so damned long to load (probably only cause checks her e-mail no more than twice a year!), so while it’s loading, I go into the other room and make some calls. The computer says ‘offline’ when I come back and I have to start all over again.”
She does this all the time. “Mom you can’t use the phone while you’re getting e-mail…it uses the ONE phone line while you’re online.”
“I wasn’t ON line. I was getting my e-mail. I never went ON line for anything.” She says ON line when she’s referring to browsing the web. Two words. Plus she thinks if she’s not LOOKING at a web site, well then, she’s not ON line. I have to explain that she is: “Think about it, mom–how did you think your computer’s able to get e-mails from cousin Peg who lives far away? Or any e-mails for that matter–you have to CONNECT to the internet by going online and using your phone line, which dials up your e-mail service. Just like when you switch over the phone line to use your fax machine.” Of course she would never figure this out on her own, since her comp’s so old it freezes on a simple command and her modem never sounds, because the other thing about her computer being so old is, her modem is attached to her system’s sound card and wouldn’t you know, mom never has the speakers on loud enough to hear the dialing sound!
“Oh. Well, for crying out loud, how can I expect to get much done with all that going on?”
*Sigh*
This is the reason I once tried to get her to setup a cable internet connection:
“But I don’t want cable! I can’t afford it and besides, I’m never home enough to watch normal TV, let alone to justify getting cable.”
I give up on her, too.
…career-wise. I’ll be going into more detail later. Right now I’m just killing time.
So I took Colleen’s 80’s lyrics quiz to see how well I would fare.
I figured, what the hell, I was born in ’73, grew up on this stuff but for some reason I got shitty scores on hard stuff and lots of points for stuff I thought was easy. Then she chided me for not ‘memorizing’ the Breakfast Club soundtrack! Oh well.
Some bad news. My grandmother is in hospice as of Monday. She probably will not last to the end of the week, battling lung cancer and other complications. Since I may have to go to Duluth and very soon (this weekend, maybe), I thought I’d fill you all in on this. It’ll be okay. It’s been months since everyone has known about her dying, now. Still though, she’s pulled through alot of the time when we thought the worst was about to happen. Well, I was really panicked at first ’cause earlier that day, right before it was time to close up at work, a family friend called to update me on Grandma’s condition. I all but ran home to pack and get going but my mother called to talk to me and said that from the time I got the call up ’til then, things did change for the better and I ended up not going up anyway. Mom said she wasn’t doing ‘good’ but they were just anxious to tell me I guess. I did say a couple things to Gram on the phone Tuesday night though. Probably for the last time, but that’s a good thing…I will always have good memories of her, plus she has her faith to keep her strong, so I know she’ll be okay, even in the end. On a lighter note: Well, the trip to St. Cloud was great! I got in really late last Thursday night, because the person I was traveling with had to work Friday. No biggie. I was ready to head home anyway. Plus we were exhausted and didn’t feel like staying for the awards dealie and speech after the last night’s dinner. I was kinda glad to be back. The whole trip rocked and conference itself was alright in general ’cause everybody was nice but I don’t think I could do it next year. Maybe. Anyway, our destination was about an hour and a half away and when we arrived it started raining and pretty much rained the whole time I was there, it was very sticky but not too hot, though.
At the kickoff event on Tuesday night we went to the Paramount theatre where the entertainment was great. Warren Nelson and the Blue Canvas Orchestra of Wisconsin/Minnesota fame, opened the show and The Blenders (they can SING) topped it off.
There were LOTS of people where we were staying. The next day I went exploring downtown and ended up doing some shopping and hanging around in coffee shops and bookstores while mom and her gang and the rest of the officials attending were in classes. It was cool that night ’cause we went to a dinner and they had this big band type orchestra playing and the highlight of the night (NOT) was this: they hauled the ten Miss Minnesota candidates to the conference and had them introducing themselves and talking about their candadacy and their soft non-issue-laden platforms…what fun. Did I make any personal progress? Well yes. I met alot of people. LOTS. Most of them involved in city and community work, so they little or no expertise in my line of business. I did pass my card out to some folks who asked who I was but was careful not to put them on the table I was working at, thereby advertising myself. I was there to promote Organization X, not myself. I did get five new members signed up for the group, and handed out lots of material to those who were curious but not ready to sign up yet. Later that night all the booths went down and so did I, to the cash bar before hitting the last dinner, which was more of a formal affair. Didn’t get hooked up with some rich mama’s boy mayor or anything hot like that, so no nookie points, but all’s well that ends well, I s’pose.
well gollyyy… I just snatched up an at home net job, it is writing reviews for a very up-and-coming but nonetheless, live website for travelers, businesses, tourists, etc. and it’s gonna rock my world! I am for sure that it will be a challenge at first, because it is entirely different to what I’m doing right now to make a living, but I’m kinda excited to see how well I can do at this. Yeah. How’d that happen? Well the other night I was just looking around at job websites and I saw two so far that seemed attractive. They were both no-pay jobs but I was willing to do them ’cause they small and quick projects that would add to my portfolio, which needs some fattening, I’ll admit. One was an offsite job where they wanted someone to design their graphic logo and re-do the html for the main page. Very easy. I looked at the other one after that only to find out that they are in India. Well that doesn’t make any difference if it’s offsite work. Anyway before I got the offer yesterday, I posted replies to both of those two no pay ones and about seven others I thought I could handle. I’ve got the debt repayment program working set up and working now, I can’t tell you what a blessing it is to be able to use it.
Well that’s all my news for now, since I’ve gotta get up at 5:30 to go walking, I should be hittin’ it…
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It’s all good…so far Tonite I’ve got my bags packed and I’m ready to leave town tomorrow night after work, out further west to St. Cloud to take some time off work and help out at a conference that I’ve been invited to do some work at. A client that I do a website for has asked me to help work at the booth where their group is attending the conference. They need someone to work their table so the members of the organization can attend meetings and I’ll be glad to help out and perhaps toot my own horn, since I’ve got nothing better to do lately, LOL Well I’m excited a little bit..it should be fun. They are paying my hotel fare and meals and giving me some money to work for them on Thursday during meetings and stuff. I got my business cards all ready to pick up tomorrow on my way out and everything. I’m getting a ride from an old friend so it’s cool. Been busy lately, trying to get myself put back together. Trying to get more money under my belt by looking for more work, so far I got a PT evenings job hopefully lined up to start the week I get back and also gonna start a debt repayment program so things are looking up for me. Can’t wait to be off work the rest of the week. Hey, did I tell you this page has been all over the globe? Yup. From Wisconsin to New York to Cali, Canada and even to Sweden and Malaysia. Way freaky man, how small the world is.
Well, I’ve got to get to bed if I’m gonna be up extra early to finish some chores around the house before I go. I’m leaving right after work so I won’t be back ’til Friday or Saturday. Expect a big update this weekend. Niteynite.
Having dinner, finally. mushy mac & cheese. you should never overcook this stuff. yum. what a way to top off a non-eventful, ho-hum weekend. I’m sitting here searching the web for PT work for the millionth time. I need to make more money ’cause I’m debt. who isn’t?
Just got done listening to Pink Floyd’s “Wish You Were Here” and was thinking alot about life. In addition to PT work, I am also changing full time jobs. I had two interviews while I was on vacation but that’s not enough. I need to go on more and hopefully land something, and soon. I told the people at my job about my decision to find something that’s a ‘better fit’ and I all but gave them my leave notice. Luckily, they took it well and they’re even cool with me taking time off for interviews, if I need it. Strange. I was taking a big risk in doing that. Most places might say ‘okay then, see ya around’ and then tell you to leave. I guess I should be glad but I’m not ’cause now I am still working there but everyone knows it is a joke that I do, ’cause I don’t wanna be there.
I think I’m addicted to SuperMario3 because I find myself playing it on my NES emulator at least every other night. I also have some cute little Mario figurines on my monitor, that I salvaged from my parent’s basement, before they had the garage sale this summer.
My nephew thinks he’s the shit, now that he’s in kindergarten. It’s all I ever hear about. School this, school that. Well, good for him. I never liked school. Hopefully he’ll keep that attitude up for another 12 years. He’s gonna be a Mighty Morphin Power Ranger for halloween. Ten bucks for cheap fabric and a flimsy plastic mask. Could make that at home for about $4.00. Sheesh.
Other than all that, not much newsworthy going on around here. Back to the job search.
Later
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last night I had a very strange dream.
I was sitting in a cramped, slightly run down second floor apartment somewhere and was having a conversation with Matchbox 20’s Rob Thomas. Weird. turns out it was his place. who knows when THIS was, I’m sure, some kind of joke. I really could not imagine this. I was hanging around and the band was hanging around and could see me. This particular nite I had been asked to come over and so I did. One of the band members had come over later than the rest and he was really bummy looking. I could not identify him, for some reason his likeness was blurry. He had asked Rob if he knew where the fuck his case of Corona went, ’cause apparently he had left it there previously. no one said anything. Then I woke up.
Analyze that one. ???
by the way, since I didn’t know what the hell I was doing, I accidentally deleted my entry for Monday, so I located it in the archives and here it is: 10.23 Unfortunately, this throws off my calendar flow and it is now a story, not an entry. Oh well. Thanks for being human and understanding. Posted by dayleeblog |
oof. back off of vacation but feeling a bit windblown and blistered, not to mention anxious and weary at the same time. It’s late so I know I need to go to bed but I am not all that tired. Let’s see if I can post this dang thing correctly. I’ve finally gotten all this xml and homepage flipping down pat. Sheesh. The things you have to learn just to be able to post your thoughts nowadays. Haha. Well it’s even later now than it was before and I really really really have to go to bed soon. Have another job interview tomorrow (damn…today), at a printing place in Minneapolis. Will blab incessently about it later.
niteynite
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Yes, I know it’s been forever since I’ve updated. Don’t even get me started. Let’s just say that I’ve been busy doing lots of nothing. I was sitting here on Sunday night at 9:20 pm feeling terribly lucky not to have to go to work tomorrow. I am on a week’s vacation. I have no real definite plans. Most of all I plan to go into next week with some real goals and plans of actions to suit them. I need a better job. I need more money. I need to get out of debt. I need to have some fun. I need to learn more. I need to love more. I need I need I need. God, I’m so needy. Later that day… Vacation sure seems to leave me beat. I’ve been off work since Monday, and I’ve being busy! ya take time off to relax and look what happens…every time, too. well, I may have a new job up my sleeve. we’ll see what happens. The rest of this week, I have lots of errands to run. I need to renew my state i.d. and go donate plasma, take some more pc tests for my temp agency’s records and a whole bunch of other stuff. My sis and I went to the grocery store today and if that’s not a huge chore, I don’t know what is. I am willing to PAY anyone to do this for me. I hate it with a bloody passion. I am putting all my archives into blogger format now, so be patient with me. From first glance, this blogger.com seems to be helping me alot with my posts. I am the most untidy person when it comes to this crap, so let’s see how this goes.
I have a crapload of things to do and cross off my list so I have to run but I’ll be back.
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Yes, I know it’s been forever since I’ve updated. Don’t even get me started. Let’s just say that I’ve been busy doing lots of nothing. I was sitting here on Sunday night at 9:20 pm feeling terribly lucky not to have to go to work tomorrow. I am on a week’s vacation. I have no real definite plans. Most of all I plan to go into next week with some real goals and plans of actions to suit them. I need a better job. I need more money. I need to get out of debt. I need to have some fun. I need to learn more. I need to love more. I need I need I need. God, I’m so needy. Later that day… Vacation sure seems to leave me beat. I’ve been off work since Monday, and I’ve being busy! ya take time off to relax and look what happens…every time, too. well, I may have a new job up my sleeve. we’ll see what happens. The rest of this week, I have lots of errands to run. I need to renew my state i.d. and go donate plasma, take some more pc tests for my temp agency’s records and a whole bunch of other stuff. My sis and I went to the grocery store today and if that’s not a huge chore, I don’t know what is. I am willing to PAY anyone to do this for me. I hate it with a bloody passion. I am putting all my archives into blogger format now, so be patient with me. From first glance, this blogger.com seems to be helping me alot with my posts. I am the most untidy person when it comes to this crap, so let’s see how this goes.
I have a crapload of things to do and cross off my list so I have to run but I’ll be back.
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news:
I will be updating very soon, with the promise of a fresh new start and new design. If you see this as a post for 10/16/00 on a white table with a funky new blue-green background (which I made myself, thank you), then you are looking at the new site. I kinda just moved this post to the front page. www.blogger.com has made me feel good so far about posting updates, we’ll see how if I like using their templates. I still have to upload my old stuff to the new server and crap. Thanks for your patience during this aggrivating process. keep smiling or whatever.
Why do they keep letting this guy have roles in movies? He’s a worse actor than Daryl Hannah! I mean Daryl Hannah’s at least pretty…at best, they could just put a still picture of her on the TV once in awhile, but please don’t let her try to act.
But I digress…back to Freddy: He could never replace his dad. Ever. And how come the Scooby Doo filmmakers couldn’t get a better ‘Fred’?
Dude, Matthew Lillard would have been a much better pick for the role. Christ, even Mr. T would have been a better pick.
And then there’s Sarah Michelle Gellar, aka Buffy. Scratch that, I’ll just call her “Buffy”. Let me ask two questions: HOW did such a shitty movie as “Buffy The Vampire Slayer” get to be such a popular series? And about Buffy & Freddy Prinze, Jr: Are these two the Bobsey Twins? They have been in 3 movies together already. Are they joined at the hip? Personally, I find this to be very annoying. I realize the director of Scooby Doo wanted a ‘real-life hollywood couple’ to play Fred & Daphne but I *could not* be constantly around my fiance, although I love him to pieces, we both need space. I would think every couple on the planet does.
PS – if you like Matthew Lillard you HAVE TO see SLC Punk!! That was the first movie I ever saw him in…it’s one of my faves and it is on the list of my all-time faves, among Clerks, Fight Club, Swingers, Goodfellas, Trainspotting, and True Romance.
*Ahem*
Moving along…
ABC bleeps out ‘Jesus’!
Were you watching this when it happened? What were you thinking? It’s one of my favorite shows but alas, I missed this episode. Of course, even if I had seen the show, I would not have heard a ‘bleep’ on my TV, because apparently this censoring was only done to the West Coast feed of the show.
ABC once again proves they are feeding the overly sensitive PC freaks. Only in this case, they have not just simply been politically correct. Like Elizabeth Swasey, spokeswoman for the Media Research Center, says, “It is political correctness run amok,” ABC feeds babies, walks them hand in hand and changes their shitty diapers. Look in the Webster-Merriam for the definition of ‘babysitter’ and you’ll see their stupid logo right next to it.
Their excuse for the bleep is this: “Under the circumstances, we were concerned it would be offensive to our audience,” says ABC spokeswoman Julie Hoover. The network has no problem with Jesus Christ’s name if it is used in a “prayerful and respectful manner.”, but ABC does not allow Jesus’ name to be used in an exclamation.
Day Lee notes: Yes, Julie, perhaps most folks who watch ABC would be offended. However, the audience that watches “The View” and the audience that trusts and buys into your commie B.S. that is on other shows and in your newscasts, are two different ones.
Jeffy Falwell shit his pants when he learned about this. In a newspaper article, he wrote, “ABC’s action was wrong. What makes it worse, is that many cable television networks are habitually blasphemous,” and, “Conservative Catholics and evangelical Christians are expected to accept this double standard and keep our mouths shut.”
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Today I was looking for a copy of the Scooby Doo movie poster and bumped into It’s All A Dream.
The site: There’s an action figure theater! Wonderful concept, though I’m sure it’s been done a dozen times…
The author: Scared to death of Peeps™ marshmallow Easter Candy (them with their beedy little evil eyes) and he loves comics and traveling around with his friend, Jean Luc Picard.. Incidentally, I loved this site and will be back for sure. Go take a look!
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Was just reading an ABCNEWS.com story ‘A New ‘Forbidden Dance’ at L.A. Schools’ which talks about the ‘Crip’ walk. Apparently, it’s something that has been around for decades but has come back into vogue because kids think it’s fun to ‘clown’ doing it. Which is a good thing, I’m sure, to make fun of gangbangers..hey, it’s my second hobby, LOL
In any case, get caught doing it at Crenshaw High in South Central L.A., and you’ll get suspended. For those of you looking for a quick way out of school (even though for most of US, school is out), here’s the instruction video.
Speaking of videos, here’s my new favorite music video: http://homepage.mac.com/jcarusone/iMovieTheater2.html
I’m hungry and sort of busy doing some eBay stuff right now…so I gotta go. I’ll be back later…in the meantime, you can visit my friends over at this page.
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Watching web porn is ‘cheating’? [-Via VNUNet]
Leading US relationship advisor Dr Phillip McGraw has hit out at users of internet porn, insisting that it is cheating on their partners. McGraw, who offers advice to millions of Americans on Oprah Winfrey’s TV show, said that women should not put up with their partners looking at web porn, which he described as an addiction.
“Addicts give lame justifications for their behaviour like: ‘It’s harmless’, or ‘Everybody’s doing it’. By doing this, they ignore the effect their problem is having on the people around them,” he said. With more than 17.5 million users visiting internet porn sites from their homes every month, McGraw’s statement could result in more domestic confrontations.
“This behavior is not OK, it’s not even almost OK. This habit is a perverse and ridiculous intrusion into your relationship,” he advised partners of porn ‘addicts’. He told people not to put up with excuses such as ‘All men look at porn’, or ‘It’s just the internet’. This attitude speaks volumes about the health of the relationship, he said. A partner has to choose what’s more important to them: pornography or the relationship.
day lee notes: Dr. Phil is THE biggest asshole that ever lived if he actually takes this to heart. In my own personal experience, porn actually puts *spice* into my love life. My fiancee loves me to pieces and he’s really turned on by me. HOWEVER….I know this is really personal but *ahem*–porn actually inspires him to keep our romance exciting.
I think the people Dr. Phil is referencing here are those folk who use porn as a substitute for a great relationship…i.e. Joe Schmoe and his wife never work out their communication problems and hold grudges or something is amiss and so their sexual drive for each other is low or nill–so he uses porn and his wife cries ‘that’s cheating!’
Am I off the mark here? Men–send me some feedback on this. I’m right aren’t I? All men DO look at porn, and it IS just the internet. Dr. Phil’s got his head up his ass.
Don’t you all agree? Men, women–alike…let me know
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My friend Spike has BARBIE JELL-O!
Um okay, I’m a dork.
Seriously tho…you should go read what he’s got to say. Barrel of fun, I tell you.
Gotta get back to work…stay tuned for a HUGE update in a couple of days.
Luvs & Kisses,
-beej
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This man has two penises!
You heard me right. In one of my email newsletters yesterday, they published this:
As many people know, men tend to think that the bigger their penis is, the more masculine they are. I’m sure you’ve heard this some time or another. Well, since we deal with a lot of freaks here at the Way Weird, I met another freak this past Sunday in Boston, MA. I was scheduled to interview Charles Grampier, the only known man who can actually make a sandwich using his gluts. He cancelled on me, but told me to call his brother Randel. I met up with Randel, and the first thing he did was pull down his pants and told me to look at his penises.
During an interview, Randel said that it has always been difficult for him to meet women having a “Two headed bloodhound that craves female city meat.” Randel also stated that he wanted help finding a female who would be interested in dating him, and he wrote the following message to you ladies out there:
“Hello you sweet gals out there. I have been born with a treasure, not of gold, but of flesh. Where most men only have one single member, I have two. It is very difficult for a man with two gentle penises to find a woman that will want to date him because they think he’s a freak. I can give you women the same as a one penised man can, and obviously, even more. I also like to back pack, hike, play piano, and write poetry. If you want to date a man that will hold you when you are sad, and will drive you to work in the morning, then please contact me.”
Okay ladies, if you would like to meet Randel Grampier please go to www.twistedhumor.com and click on Way Weird so you can write to them and they’ll make this match making process a reality.
I’ll be damned. They are actually taking letters!
Okay that’s all I’ve got for now…I’ve got to get back to work. Yes, WORK.
Ooh, ooh! I also forgot to tell you–Uffish Thoughts is where I found a link to Mr. T doing his neato butter booby trick. Yay! What a treasure…and I thought I’d seen every bit of his work!
If you idolize Mr. T like I do, then you ought to get yourself acquainted with all his ultra-super celebrity appearances articles on the web. I’m sure you can find some of them to be of utmost importance, if not pretty valuable:
The Mr. T. Name Generator – Don’t like your name, fool? Get a betta one!
The T’inator – Turn any web page into a helluva fine site that Mr. T published it (those who don’t approve of Mr. T’s genuine, loveable charm would use the word ‘invaded’ instead of published)
How To Hide The Fact That You’re Mr. T. From Your Co-Workers – Who’d want to hide that jibba jabba?
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Today as I’m reading the news I do a little jig of joy on the way to the kitchen to get a 2nd cup of coffee. James and I have finished our business model and are working on marketing strategies. The beginning has been nothing but a headache for us since Christmas. Now we’re moving along nicely and I can’t wait for us to start getting some projects in. I’m also reading up on this particular piece (pertaining to the Supreme Court ruling which I mentioned in last week’s news).
Anyhoo, I’ve found two really neato sites today, completely stumpled upon them by accident:
Uffish Thoughts
Get Sporked
Please go and read them…tell them I sent you, will ya?
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It’s the 12th Annual Golden Hairy Ass Awards
What the hell are the Golden Hairy Ass Awards? Who knows. The categories this year:
1. Big Swinging Hairy Ass 2. Come-From-Behind Hairy Ass 3: Hottest Hairless Ass 4. Gnarliest Elephantine Ass on a Journalist With No Ethics Award 5. Hairiest Shaven Box Atop a Grimy, Beer-Soaked Bar-Top, Getting Fingered By a Nigerian Stripper Award
6. The Vichy France Award
Oh, and uh…my application to write reviews at The Weblog Review has been accepted. Whoopie!
So be on your best blog behavior, clean up your links, bake a cake, get washed up for company to come over, and slap a smile on your face, if you don’t do these things, watch out… your site may be my next victim!
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Why Do Porn Actors Have To Use Such Foul Language?
Maggie Lehman, a fine source of editorial commentary over at The Onion, once again proves herself correct. She points out “Like many people, I enjoy pornographic movies.” but she’s got an issue with bad language. “Thankfully, my husband Marv fast-forwards through the plot so we don’t have to hear any more vulgarity than is absolutely necessary.” Good for you Maggie, good for you.
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Friends, I’ve long wanted to be able to provide useful advice to the young people today, with regards to their ever-fruitful social lives, to help guide them along whatever paths in life they choose. I’ve got some solutions for most red-blooded men and women. If you posess at least half a brain, you qualify as needing this pertinent information.
Do not hesitate to start with our guides on: ‘Dating In the New Millenium’ (not written by me, but highly recommended for both men and women), and for the ladies, ‘A Good Old Fashioned Fuck’.
Please stay tuned to this station for updates and valuable tools to help you. Whether it’s love, dating, or friendship issues you’ve got, I’d like to be your solution.
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UGh. It took me over twenty minutes to post this day’s entries. Blogger publishing seems to be slow, or down. I checked status.blogger.com and there’s nothing there to tell me any different, and also status.blogspot.com, and no news there, which leaves me to use the Adminimizer toolbar from ASP Modules. If you don’t have it yet, GET IT. It’s easy to install, and although mine leaves my date header looking kinda funny (it lines up weirdly), I do find it comes in handy when you really need to post something on the days when Blogger is for shit.
Napping. It’s not just for kids and lazy people anymore.
The tradition of napping in other countries is supposedly dying out. It’s been proven be a healthful and refreshing and even life-extending benefit to notable folks like Winston Churchill, Thomas Edison, Napolean Bonaparte, Johannes Brahms, and Ronald Reagan, so why didn’t Americans ever emphasize the need for one? Is our society afraid of being called lazy? Just because we need a little break? You decide.
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New Audio CD’s on the Market Will Not Play on CD-ROM Devices
In the near future, a large amount of new audio CD’s released by recording artists will not play properly in your computer’s CD-ROM player. Why? Because, a-la Napster, once again, it’s a battle of copyrights. Sony figures that people who will play a band’s audio CD in a CD-ROM player, are most likely to also be the ones ripping and trading the songs for free to others, and thus encouraging pirating the music without paying for it. With that in mind, they’ve gone and encoded the redbook audio to play well only in traditional home and car CD audio components, but terribly in computer CD and CD-ROM devices. I know because I saw this on the news. They took Celine Dion’s new CD (Couldn’t they have picked ANYONE ELSE?!), which was known to have used this new technology, and put it into a CD-ROM device to play. The resulting sounds were very skippy, and staticy at best, otherwise it sounded as though you had taken 2 hits of LSD, and were listening to whales singing in a bad gospel church choir.
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Fox TV Cancels ‘Ally McBeal’ I don’t know where I was when this hit the news, ’cause I missed it. Had I known, I’d have baked a cake and threw a party. You all know how much I loathe this show, this waste of an hour of someone’s precious time, so you know of course how elated I am to hear this. I was gravely saddened however, upon learning that this absurdity of TV had insidiously reached its 100 episode-mark earlier this winter. This is horrific to me because everyone knows once a show has reached this point, it’s going to be syndicated. Thrown back at us over and over and over again like some sort of nasty broken record. So for me the news is bittersweet. Oh well. I suppose I could try and get over it.
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Well, in the last two weeks here in Minnesota, it has snowed, rained & hailed, and we’ve had record breaking high temps. Monday it got to 93 degrees! WTF?! The weather here is unbearable, and moody as fuck. It’s like Sybil, complete with 27 personalities. I can’t complain that much about Monday since I refuse to get my air conditioner from downstairs and install it, since I don’t think I’ll be here past June. Last night the thunderstorm woke most people in the Twin Cities metro, it was very loud and it seemed to go and then come back several times during the wee hours of the morning.
Our lack of fun activities lately has gotten me down. Well, when SuperCross came to town, we planned to go and missed it. Then the last Monster Truck rally came and we really wanted to go and didn’t. Now the World of Wheels has come and gone. My fiancee is the BIGGEST procrastinator. I thought I was the worst. No. It’s him. We plan and plan and plan and discuss and….nothing.
I even get INTO the shower, get dressed, get ALL BUT READY to walk out the door, and he says I don’t feel like it….maybe next time around. This is getting to be really annoying. Especially when friends and family want us to be in with their plans amd we tell them, “Oh, we can’t come, we’re going to the car show that day.” And then we can’t join them because it’s too late. I’ll admit I’m a big lazy fool too, but it’s mostly him, and aside from beating him upside the head, what I do to help alleviate this problem? Who knows. I’ll think about it later.
On the bright side, tomorrow James and I are going down south to my mom’s lake resort spot and help build her deck. It should be fun, provided the weather is nice. Today it’s nice and Springy. I don’t think it’s more than 70 out right now but it’s feelin’ pretty good. I’ve got all my windows open and I’m getting ready to do some hefty spring cleaning before my friend comes over. I’m teaching her a few software programs, just covering the basics. Right now I’m trying to find a few good online tutorials I can refer her to for when she wants to do more stuff later.
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What’s with Christina Appelgate lately? Didn’t she used to be much better looking? I think now that she’s off TV and into being a movie star again, she’s on that popular Hollywood diet, called SMOKE & COKE. Ladies, when we can see your rib bones between your breasts, it’s NOT sexy. At least to my fiancee, who was thinking this outloud to me the other night. Haha
Jennifer and Brad pregnant? Good for them. Hope they lay off the SMOKE & COKE now. At least ’til the brat’s born.
And what happened to http://www.riotgrrl.com? Did they get shut down? I used to love reading that site and then I found out that a link I had to one of their articles was bad. On further investigation, I find it’s gone. They had my favorite morph pic game there, called “Feed The Supermodel”. There was a pic every week of some sorry-ass skinny chick who looked like she needed a sandwich, and STAT. You could feed her food to make it all better. Do you remember it?
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YAY! They finally got them up! You know that little animated purple bumper-sticker-looking thing in the left hand column? Well, that’s my blogsticker! and now they’ve finally published them for all to see! Want one? Go here and check ’em out…I’ve made white versions of each one for those who prefer.
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A note to all would-be online auctioneers:Folks, if you’re going to be selling something that would be used for drinking fluids out of, please take the time to either put some clothing on before taking a picture, or else concentrate on selling the non-reflective items in your kitchen. Thank you.
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Microcontent News’ John Hiler wrote this article talking about blogging & journalism. In it he points out bloggers as being amateur journalists, because he considers us bloggers to be “…inherently biased and unedited.” True enough. To my credit, I’ve never claimed to be edited, unbiased in my blogging, or even promote myself as a valued news source. This is just my little sick idea of fun, this ranting and raving about my personal life and scattering news articles and commentary hither and yon. However, must us bloggers follow a Blogging Code of Ethics?. Hmm. Well, professional journalists have to. In it, there are itemized standards under major subheadings which outline ways journalists are to behave, some of which include several things that I see some bloggers do, and alot which we don’t.
I shall say that I have found some bloggers to be followers of some of these principles, blogging somewhat responsibly. Such bloggers seek out truth in subjects of news stories, give credit to their sources (I see some bloggers do this but not all…), separate and point out particular content as news, and other content as being commentary, (don’t misrepresent) and also encourage public discussions about your published topics (even opposing ones). I think that to be true to our ‘amateuristic’ ways, though, that we remain somewhat oblivious to alot of ‘standards’ when it comes to blogging. Almost all of the parts above, which I picked out of the SPJ code, are (IMHO) not all that commonplace in the average blog. Right? Right. What do you think?
YEAH I GOT THIS LINK FROM METAFILTER, BEEYATCH! Admit it, you get your shit from that site, too.
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OMG…too funny! Out of the many thousands of messages left on The Queen Mum’s Board of Remembrance these are just to good to have been made up:
“She was a marvelous woman, and a wonderful lover”. L.J.Worthington,Penrith.
“Once again the Queen is not upset enough for my liking, the woman should have a bit more compassion, how would she feel if it was her mother?” W. Waugh, Richmond.
“I have been unable to masturbate for five days, and will not do so again until her majesty is buried” E. Gorman, Derbyshire.
“When Diana died I swore I would never smile again, but eventually I did. Now the Queen Mum has gone I cannot imagine that I will ever smile for the rest of my life, but I will probably break that one too”. A.Christie,Hendon.
“She was one of the old school, all the remaining royals are shit” J.Clement. Grantham.
“I thought she would never die, she has let us all down very badly” D.Holmes, Somerset.
“She was a trooper and she never gave up. I remember one time she was visiting a school and I asked her if she would like to make a visit to the cloakroom before she left. ‘No’ she replied, ‘I didn’t give in to the Nazis and I won’t give in to the bladder’. That’s how she was, a fighter, who refused to be beaten by anything. She pissed herself later though, it was sickening”. B. Forrester, North Yorkshire.
“I am absolutely devastated, at least we could have got the day off”. S.Wilson, Bristol.
“How refreshing to be able to mourn the death of a member of the Royal family without being accused of being homosexual”. J. Fletcher, High Wycombe.
“Her death should act as a warning to others who think it is cool to experiment with drugs”. E. Franks, Cheshire.
“On behalf on all blacks, I send the sincerest condolences”. T.Watson, Ilford.
“I am sure the Queen Mum will not let this setback put an end to her public duties”. N. Wallace, Swansea.
“I hold Princess Margaret in no small way responsible for this terrible event” E. Thompson, West Lothian.
“We must do all we can, send blankets, food parcels,
jumpers, anything to help these brave souls who are queuing up to walk past her coffin”. R. Thompson, Bath.
“Whichever way you look at it, it just is not as exciting as Diana”. G.Williams, West Midlands.
“She was one of us, and by that I don’t mean she perpetrated insurance fraud or lied about expense claims. She was like us in a good way. God bless you ma’am”. L. Weller, Harlow.
“If only I could get my hands on that fish bone right now, you heartless bastard!” J. Hedges, Cowdenbeath.
“She had such a difficult life, always battling against adversity and misfortune. Let us hope that if there is a next time round she is given a life of privilege and comfort” T.D.Wainwright, Hastings.
“Perhaps if we automated her old golf buggy it could still drive around The Mall on its own and bring pleasure to the tourists”. Y. Howell, Slough.
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Good morning. This is my first entry using the Adminimizer toolbar. At first I was scared of it but now I see it just needs a little tweaking. We’ll see what happens next. So far, I love it. I saw an error in a blog entry and now I’m going to go fix it. Later, taters!
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I’m always forgetting to link to blogdex! I get most of my news stories and fun links from it. I’ll remember to put them in my sidebar one of these days.
Entertainment links:
If you liked the video,
The Big Lebowski: The Making of a Cohen Brothers’ Film as much as I did, or if you just liked The Big Lebowski alot, then you’re in for a treat. The Incredible World of Bowling Noir takes you through a diatribe about how film noir and bowling could be combined to produce lovely results. Run, don’t walk. It’s fun for the whole family.
Can you believe this…someone actually implanted a miniature webserver into a housefly. It claims it’s capable of running an entire standard web server. Wow. Some people really do have lots of time on their hands.
Eatmail.tv – commercials and media clips on the web – I must’ve been living under a rock FOREVER because I never noticed this site before. Damn! The site is a bit more Flash-y than I’d like…I’m kind of a purist in that regard. Plus with this 56k connection, I can only endure so much. If you want to see any clips, you must become a member. Be warned, however, the membership application is a series of pop-culture riddles and trivia questions a la ‘You Don’t Know Jack’ style. I should get a prize for getting all the answers right!
Business news: Lee introduces bare-bottom jeans, Film at eleven. [from cameron] At first glance, I thought this article was a leftover remnant from all the April Fool’s pranking people did on the web this last week.
I’ve noticed that I’ve been neglecting to let you in on my musical tastes. What better way than to use the oh-so-clever Winamp-generated playlist thingie feature and paste the info here! (I’m so bright! it’s a wonder I’m able to remember to breathe all day long):
Yaz – Move Out Chaka Khan and Rufus – Sweet Thing Cheyrl Lynn – Got to Be Real Doris Troy – Just One Look Erasure – Chains Of Love Israel Kamakawiwo`ole (Finding Forrester Sounndtrack) – Somewhere Over the Rainbow Sixpence None The Richer – I Need Love Jonatha Brooke – Linger Lenny Kravitz – It Ain’t Over Till It’s Over Sade – By Your Side Smokey Robinson – Cruisin’ The Brothers Johnson – I’ll Be Good To You The Sundays – Here’s Where the Story Ends Van Morrison – Into The Mystic
Bette Midler – Do You Want To Dance
Which 1980’s Hair Band Are You?
I can clearly see how I could be mistaken for Whitesnake, since we both share the same endearing qualities. However, I’m not sure about being a big hit with the ladies, since I don’t go that way (though most of my mom’s old lady friends adore me–I’m sure it’s not the same thing they meant here!). Posted by dayleeblog |
I am 48% worshipable! And you? Find out!
Today is Sunday. I feel like I missed all of Saturday. It was definitely a lazy day, James and I really didn’t do a whole lot. You know once in while you have those days where you really don’t move much from the couch? Well yesterday that was us. Which is weird because I really wanted to get out , get up, and get stuff done. Not important stuff! Anyway, I live for Saturdays. Here in Minnesota it’s been about 40-45 degrees (which to us is kinda warm!) pretty much the whole weekend. I can’t wait for it to be spring soon, so we can go out and do more stuff on weekends (and avoid sitting around too much like it’s easy to do in Winter). Anyhoo, although I want to forget about most of it, here’s a recap of my week:
Monday I worked on looking for another job, and talked to a woman at the Legal Secretaries’ Registry in Minneapolis for a bit, about some positions she had available. I also had to work that night, so the day went by pretty quickly.
Tuesday, my mother took me out for lunch to Awada’s on Plato and we had a fabulous dish called Salmon Angelina. It is made with angel hair pasta, wine, garlic and cream, and tossed with plum tomatoes, marinated artichokes and topped with grilled salmon and fresh parmesan. YUM! Then I worked on the blog archives for a bit and went to work at five.
Wednesday Cheir and I went out for lunch at this restaurant on Robert street called Beruit. They have the best Lebanese cuisine there! We had fallafel, babbe ganooj, beef and chicken shishk took (pronounced tah-uk: kababs) and lots of Lebanese bread, tahini and tebbuli (Greek salad). I also had the appetizer called fatoosh, which isn’t a far cry from tebbuli execpt that there are tomato chunks and a lemony garlic sauce and little toasted pita corners in it. MMmmmmm… We stank like garlic for the whole day and into the evening. Then we went to Target since she needed some essentials and I pondered getting an e.p.t. kit since I was unsure and very very late this month. I chose not to. Glad I didn’t…those suckers are pricey. Instead I opted to take a test at the clinic. I was negative!
My weekend sort of started out Thursday with me being a very bad mood. Then Friday, James and I sort of had a fight. We both love to debate current events and issues about politics, social issues, etc., but it just wasn’t a good time for me, apparently, because I was very angry about the things he kept bringing up. He was re-hashing his opinion on things we had already gone over a million times and I was trying to tell him that I’d already shared with him my stance on those topics and didn’t care to discuss them any further. It escalated into an argument Well, I got very upset at him and I left the apartment for a few hours to go to my mom’s. I think that since some of the things we were arguing about had to do with our future children, our married life together, etc., he had every right to want to discuss them. But for some reason, talking about them made me just upset (I guess I’m a raging bucket o’ hormones). In any case, when I went home later we talked and resolved some issues. Then we made up, all nicey nice again and went to the grocery store to get stuff for dinner. I was telling him about the lovely dish I had for lunch with mom Tuesday and we still had a large salmon filet in the fridge that had to be eaten. So he made me Salmon Fettucine Alfredo with mushrooms. It was deeeevine.
Saturday morning I got my period. We were elated, to say the very least. He went in to work for a few hours and I got a few (very few) things done around the apartment. Then we spent the day cuddling on the couch and channel surfing, and took turns napping. Around dinner time we decided we were in the mood for sushi but I was waiting for my friend Chanstay to call. I offered to help fix her computer and get it set up so she could go online with her DSL. We went over there around 8 and stayed for awhile after. Then we went driving around Grand Avenue looking for a Byerly’s so we could get some sushi since it was 11:30, we knew we weren’t gonna be able to go out somewhere to eat. We ended up going to the Byerly’s store in Eagan and then went home. We missed about half of SNL but anyway….all’s well that ends well.
PS- I’m looking for a host that can provide LOTS of file space, CGI, Perl, version 5.004_04 or greater and FTP, for very little or no cost. Anyone got any recommendations?
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Today’s my 29th birthday. I don’t feel so accomplished today. Other people at age 29 were, however:
The Buddha decided to renounce the world and abandon family and possessions. Seven years later, he realized this brought him no closer to the wisdom he sought.
American inventor Alexander Graham Bell transmitted the first complete sentence by telephone.
Agatha Christie, the most translated writer in the world, published her first book.
Michael Faraday demonstrated electromagnetic rotation, leading the way to the invention of the electric motor.
Blacksmith Kirkpatrick MacMillan invented the first real bicycle.
English novelist Emily Jane Bronte wrote the romance Wuthering Heights .
Singer-songwriter Carole King released her best-selling album Tapestry.
French naturalist George Dagobert founded the science of comparative anatomy.
1st place winner in the recent Criminal Lawyers Award Contest: (true story)
A Charlotte, NC, lawyer purchased a box of very rare and expensive cigars, then insured them against fire among other things. Within a month having smoked his entire stockpile of these great cigars and without yet having made even his first premium payment on the policy, the lawyer filed a claim against the insurance company. In his claim, the lawyer stated the cigars were lost “in a series of small fires.” The insurance company refused to pay, citing the obvious reason: that the man had consumed the cigars in the normal fashion. The lawyer sued….and won! In delivering the ruling the judge agreed with the insurance company that the claim was frivolous. The Judge stated nevertheless, that the lawyer held a policy from the company in which it had warranted that the cigars were insurable and also guaranteed that it would insure them against fire, without defining what is considered to be unacceptable fire,” and was obligated to pay the claim. Rather than endure a lengthy and costly appeal process, the insurance company accepted the ruling and paid $15,000.00 to the lawyer for his loss of the rare cigars lost in the “fires.”
NOW FOR THE BEST PART… After the lawyer cashed the check, the insurance company had him arrested on 24 counts of ARSON!!!! With his own insurance claim and testimony from the previous case being used against him, the lawyer was convicted of intentionally burning his insured property and was sentenced to 24 months in jail and a $24,000.00 fine.
Noooo…it’s just a position at a security company doing phone sales. Am still holding out for better opportunity and some days are a killer. Nonetheless, I’m glad to have it. It is helping out quite a bit.
Am planning surprise party for a relative this weekend. Should be fun. Flying down another relative from Maui who’s attending, and we are putting up in my bedroom for the weekend. Whew. Details not quite all worked out yet, as tickets are on standby. Even more fun.
Very excited though, for entire weekend. Launching new adult site with fiance in two days. Ought to be a total blast. Will be keeping all involved posted as to the develo ents.
Am declining invitation from my friends Deb & Scott to go with them to Vegas in two weeks. Instead am planning to go with fiance and his folks in April. Can’t wait….
On a more local note, Jish asked me to say ‘hi’ to my webloggers webring very special blog neighbors.
» to the left of me: 120 degrees dot com » to the right of me: Foxy and Hush.
So, HI, NEIGHBORS!!
Gotta go….adult website work awaits. CGI scripting has never been this fun. Or seXXXy.
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Ha.
Although I was perfectly annoyed at the time, I can’t help but laugh recalling it now. Yesterday we’re in the car, my honey & me, driving to God knows where for the millionth time and a song comes on the radio.
him: “Is this Jewel?”
me: “No, it’s Sarah McLachlan.”
him: “Oh. She’s hot.”
~pause~
him: “I used to yank off to her pictures.” [insert sheepish grin here]
me: (rolling my eyes at the thought–he DOES say shit like this all the time—even said it about that hot-tempered redhead Latina Judge on TV. Ah, well, boys will be boys. Hmm…see if I can change the subject…)
me: (hastily), “I have her last CD. This song’s on it. I like it.”
“Ugh,” I think to myself, “…that’s not going to work. I can feel it.”
him: “Does it have a picture of her on it?”
me: “Yeah.”
~pause~
him: “Can I borrow it?”
me: (grunting), “NO.”
[insert soft chuckling on his side of the car here]
Men. Can’t live with ’em, can’t kill ’em. Gotta love ’em. Simple creatures that they are.
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Christmas. Then New Year’s. James and I spent it at my mom’s, drinking and snacking and playing the Planet Hollywood home game, Taboo, and Celebrity Taboo. Got a kiss at midnight. Drank crappy fake champagne.
Last week we celebrated his 27th birthday at his parents house and had dinner. Twas a jolly time had by all. Had mom and dad over for dinner Sunday (it’s their 28th anniversary on the 9th) and the 13th was our 6th month anniversary.
This weekend we rented Fear And Loathing In Las Vegas and Office Space on DVD, neither of which I’d seen before. I’m sure Hunter S. Thompson’s ‘Gonzo’ journalism is all just fine and dandy, and I loved Johnny Depp and Benicio DelToro, I must say I had to squelch the urge to shudder at the gross display of psychotic behavior and excessive drug use in the film. Office Space was very funny. Especially where the nerdy office guys are destroying the fax machine out in the middle of the field and there’s gangsta rap playing during the scene. Very clever.
Got a call from a friend outstate, been awhile since we talked. She and her hubby are off to Vegas next month, we’re invited. Fat chance. I can’t even afford to look at commercials on TV.
Still jobless. Going hungry. I’ve got my Sharpie pen ready to draw out sections on the couch to cut up and cook for dinner. Aside from that, not much else to write home about.
All’s just peachy.
Right. Wonderful.
More to come. Betcha can’t stand the suspense. What??!! Bite me. I know, I know. I said it, you didn’t. Fuckin’ A.
CNN blamed ‘human error’ for accidentally displaying a ‘mock-up’ layout of obituaries for several, still-alive famous people on their website Thursday. They had put that page up with the intentions of it being available only iinternally. Whoops! Figures. Stupid Communist News Network. [full story]
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At 7:40 this morning I was awaken by the ring of our phone. I did not go to bed until 4am last night so I was tired, tempted to let it go unanswered.
I caved.
Picked it up, mumbled something close to “Myeahh.”
It was for whomever used to have this phone number. (fuck, I hate it when the phone company just recycles old phone numbers!) The guy on the phone was way too perky for such an ungodly hour on Saturday. Said he was calling from Arby’s looking for so-and-so (some foriegn name I can’t pronounce (let alone recall). Said he had expected her at 7:30 and she had not showed up yet. My mouth hadn’t yet been awake for more than a few seconds, and I think I said something about the phone number situation. Then for some reason I distinctly remember telling him to “piss off” and then “have a good morming or whatever”.
Much later I awoke to start my day. Coffee was made. E-mail was checked. Normal Saturday activities Sheer laziness ensued.
It’s now 7:50 . Not much else has changed. Or moved.
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Equals free graphics with which to jazz up web site.
I just took a crapload of online quizzes, just to see what kind of crappy pictues the results would give me.
Guess you could say that along with my boredom, I just was too lazy and cheap to make & download my own graphics today.
So on with it.
1st quiz was a quasi-professional looking psycho analysis of some kind. I took it. It didn’t have any cool result picture. Nonetheless, it was an okay test.
What a relief! I thought I was a psycho bitchfreak beast.
2nd quiz I found at relelentlessdivas.net, a quirky, fun, and even cute looking site. Unfortunately it’s run by an altogether too-fond-of-Sarah Michelle Gellar-flock of chickies. Upon my perusal, I found a boatload of quizzes beconing my mouse to click on. I took the How Horny Are You? test to see just indeed, how horny I was. The test turned out to be geared toward those to whom Fred Durst is a total hottie and sleepovers featuring our best classmates are still a normal thing to do. I don’t think they expected an engaged, somewhat conservative 30-year old female entrepeneur to take the quiz. But I did:
How Horny Are You?
Oh Yes! I’m SLUTishly HORNY!
How Horny Are You? Find out!
Then there’s the Which ‘Friend’ Are You? Which of course I enjoyed thoroughly because Friends is a fun show. Yes, I’m terrible. Here’s how this one went:
Which ‘Friend’ Are You? Find out!
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Then again, what else is new?
He’s nothing but a dimestore documentarian disguised as a ‘good guy amateur journalist’ who’s just saying what he thinks has to be said. Unfortunately, so many people who might otherwise have gotten to know better, ate up things he does which converted an entire mob into a leftist orgy that we’re now neck-deep in. They’ve elevated him to idol status!
Look! Even Hollywood has put up a shrine to this clown. Ugh. Not that I expect more of Hollwood, what with all the [more now than ever] idiotic celebs spewing their stupid guts all over the place about war.
(Yes I know that MM is not necessarily a politician but I put his fat ass in this category just ’cause.)
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Check it out folks, there’s some bathroom reading for ya: News about the recent Peacenik Poop Parade
Whoa…poop everywhere!
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Whoo Haa-
I’m baaaaack!
Okay, just to clue you all in as to what’s going on…my life is back on track, and in a neat order.
Somewhat.
I’m working. It’s work. Not a career. Work. It pays the bills and buys the creature comforts I require now and then.
James and I got us a place together in St. Paul. Just a place. A cute, little second floor apartment just a couple minutes from downtown.
Thanks for shopping at the ghetto, come again.
I’ve a hunch that our place is in the middle of one of the many ghetto-fabulous neighborhoods in the area. This was apparent when I waltzed into the nearby SuperAmerica store for a few things and could not help but notice four (4) surveilence cameras, one (1) police officer standing by the magazine rack and two (2) inches of plexiglass in front of the checkout counter between me and the cashier. I had to hold my purchases in front of the sheer crystalline fortress so that she could scan the barcodes with her scan gun and then thanked her through the hole in it. As I turn to leave, I find myself getting all but knocked on my ass by some dude who thinks he’s the bling king. What’s the big rush? Just to get his pack o’ Newports so he get his ‘smoke on’.
Also there is a foreign imports tuner shop directly across the street. The owner and his clientele frequently rev up their little souped-up and turbo-ed Hondas and make them speed loudly around the corner, resulting in noise that excites my testosterone-and-metal-crazed lover to no end. That sound is alot like a very loud, long, fart produced by someone suffering from a recent single-handed consumption of an entire White Castle Crave Case.
Sigh.
Right now we’re on a dial-up connection provided gratis, via Juno.com. Just for now, while awaiting DSL service from Visi, whom we have the highest expectations of since we’ve heard nothing but MARVELOUS things about from friends and neighbors.
Ah, anyway, let me go blow the dust off some more stuff. I’ll keep ya posted…
First entry after having just moved back to St. Paul.
Nothin’ really about the aluminum foil guy. Just stopping by to say hi, and that it cracks me the fuck up to see *****’s Sandbox right up there with Ann Coulter.
