BJ Woods

Just throwing in a couple of cool links and then I’m off the rest of the holiday weekend. Have a good one!

Oh jeez, I missed No Pants Day again! I’m sure my fiancee would be all for that kind of day…er–scratch that. He’d like a No Pants Year, starring me. I’m not so sure I’d be all that comfortable. Of course you can wear No Pants Day boxers if you’re really modest, like me.

Digital Sushi is marvelous! If you like sushi, that is…you should at least TRY IT. Start with something simple, like California roll, if you’re squeamish about sashimi (raw fish). California roll is made out of pieces of cucumber, carrot, or avacado and tuna, crab or imitation crabmeat and sometimes cream cheese. Then it’s all wrapped up in white rice and nori (seaweed wrap). I like to take a bit of wasabi and mix it with shoyu (soy sauce) and dip the roll into it. It’s way too yummy to describe. You can get variations of California roll at many Chinese or Japanese buffet-style restaurants. In West St. Paul, Grand Buffet has some, but I prefer the stuff made and bought at the Byerly’s deli. Anyway, Digital Sushi has a complete ‘dictionary’ (with pictures!) that lists all types of sushi and sushi ingredients, to get familiar with. Even if you don’t like any of the food, there’s lots of other cool stuff like photos of trips to Japan, cool desktop stuff like icons, cursors and wallpaper. So go!

Riding In Cars…With Boys
Okay, so we have one car. He is the driver. So I spend alot of time in the passenger seat of the car. Sometimes more time is spent in the damn car, waiting for him to get smokes, gas, etc. All the while, I sit and wait. I’ve noticed that gas stations do not really play any decent music. It’s usually Backstreet Boys crap or old, rejected soft rock. Anyway, the other day I all but threw my hands up in rejoice and spewed forth shouts of ‘hallelujah!’ because as I’m sitting in the car waiting yet again, they played Steely Dan! No way, were we at a gas station? I had to look around to make sure. Yep, we are. I had to pinch myself to be sure I wasn’t dreaming. Nope. I thought that was pretty damn cool. I thought it outloud when he came back to the car. He supressed a chuckle. A ‘OMYGOD, you’re weird’ chuckle.

Okay, so you think I’m a dork, and you’re sure that Steely Dan is still crappy stuff to play at a gas station, or anywhere, for that matter. But to me it was fantastic.

Since we’re on the subject of music…
This is a cool website that lists songs that have been played on TV commercials. If you’re into that sort of thing. I just happened upon it while cruising Google (I’m always cruising Google!). I was looking for an answer to the latest debacle over at my guestbook, about a Ralph Lauren fragrance ad. Yes, folks, the highlight of my day so far is arguing with people at my own guestbook about tv commercials. How pathetic is that?

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Okay Now I’m Bored
All you’s sweet lil’ preteen Britney Spears fans go to beddy-bye before you read any further. Might give you nightmares. Don’t want that.

I was hanging out over at Kung Foo for a bit and now I’m just about ready to go to bed. But not before I post another link, which I happened to find at KF. Yeah I STOLE THE LINK FROM THEM, BEYATCH! So sue me. Anyhoo, here’s America’s Sweetheart tokin’ it up in Marlboro Country. Ain’t that sweet and precious? What a good Baptist girl hypocrite.

nighty-night.

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Here’s where I yammer about some recent happenings in the media. Why do I feel like I have to explain myself? Ugh. I’m a dork. Deal.

Look What I Can Do!
Unlike alot of people, I didn’t pay much attention to magician David Blaine’s recent ‘trick’, he called Vertigo. Whatever. Big deal. So you can stand still for 35 hours. Cool. My dad worked as a baker for 35 years, standing like that (well, moving a little) for 10 hours a day. Give the boy his Guinness World Record and tell him to shut it. Anyway, this is what I did watch last night, since I don’t watch The West Wing and don’t have cable, for much else:

Bada-Bing
That’s about how quickly the fight went down last night at Celebrity Boxing II, on FOX TV. Joanie Laurer, formerly known as China (Chyna? Cheina? whatever..) got her ass handed to her by Joey Buttafuoco, however an unfair battle it may have been. He basically avoided tossing too many body shots or punches and concentrated on throwing her around like a domestic assault victim. When it was over the host asked Joey and China how they felt the fight went, and Joey says some bullshit about being in the pen and being innocent (I guess it’s like shell-shock, once you’ve been in a war, you talk about nothing else). Joanie says that she thought it was an unfair fight, but let her and Joey get in ‘her ring’ and play by ‘her rules’ and then see how things go! Um…isn’t she retired from pro wrestling? John Wayne Bobbit was originally Buttafuoco’s opponent in this match but I guess he was in the hospital for something.
Olga Korbut versus Darva Conger: Darva kicked Olga’s ass, as I had expected, being she outweighs and outreaches Olga by a bit, it was a very agressive match. Basically the audience has Darva in their sights, and booed and hissed and cussed the whole time she was being introduced and whatnot (I don’t like her either, she’s a stupid bitch), but then the crowd loved her once she proved herself a worthy competitor.
Ron Palillo, 48 (aka Arnold Horshak from 70’s TV fame “Welcome Back Kotter”) versus Dustin Diamond, 25 (aka Screech from Saved By The Bell): What the hell was the show’s producers thinking? Horshak is lighter than Diamond by over 30 lbs., and quite a bit older. Therefore, Diamond kicked his patooty to the other hemisphere.
The African basketball player, Manute Bol kicked William “Refrigerator” Perry’s ass, but I didn’t see that fight ’cause I was in the other room.

No Laughing Matter
Is ABC news bored? Have nothing else to offer? They must be. Evident as in this recent article, praising and picking on clowns good and bad, respectively. One thing it mentions is coulrophobia. The fear of clowns. Are there THAT MANY PEOPLE with this affliction? Who knew? I mean, come ON, I get scared of normal things like dark alleys, extreme heights, etc. Do any of you really know of anyone who suffers from this? I can’t help but giggle. I mean, I don’t think clowns are all that funny. Funny-looking, maybe. I don’t laugh at them as much as I pity them. Go ahead. Call me a meanie.

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The 80’s are back, and in a big way. In music, in fashion, in movies and other stuff. Take a look around you. You can’t miss it. I posted some great 80’s links for your pleasure (but mostly mine, heh heh):

Test your knowledge on the ‘Me’ decade
Take “The 80’s Are Back Pack” quiz and see for yourself how good you are. Fun stuff, if you remember all of that. I remember parts of it.

80’s Fashion
Have you noticed? Take a close look at some of the TV, movie, and music stars next time you flip through an issue of People or watch a talk show.
J-lo for instance, is supposedly ‘stunning’ in this gown at her ‘Enough’ movie premier. If that’s ‘stunning’ you should see me in my raggedy old bathrobe at 8am! Eddie Griffin wore an old-school style jogging suit to his Conan O’Bryan appearance yesterday. It made me wanna bust out my old Run DMC tape and play ‘My Adidas’ and ‘Peter Piper’. Either that or go roller-skating while someone plays ‘Saturday’ by De La Soul on a boom box.

Did you also notice the 80’s-inspired songs that are on the radio nowadays?
Indeed. Look at the video for the new song by ‘No Doubt’…the song sounds so eighties, and what the hell are they wearing?
Here’s a directory page full of 80’s song links and lyrics that will surely take you back to those oh-so-happy days of greed and goodness, Cabbage Patch Dolls and Rubix Cubes, A Flock Of Seagulls and Hall & Oates good time, all rolled into one decade. Watching ‘The Wedding Singer’ kinda brought me back too, only that was just a smidgen of things from the 80’s that I loved.

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Okay, so Rosie O’Donnell is done
Then why the *$&# is the show still on ?? Did I tell you that I once had a dream about that show? I did. But rather than go into it here, I’ve filed it over here, with my other stories about celebrity dreams. Yes, I have dreams about celebrities. Is that an oddity? I think so. I’d rather have them then nightmares, if I could choose, but if that is strange then so be it.

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Five-Finger Discount Shopping Mall Princess Winona Ryder
Provided SNL audiences with guffaws at her own expense, while hosting the show’s season finale last weekend. The actress, who was arrested and accused of shoplifting at Los Angeles’ SAKS FIFTH AVENUE store in December, must wait until later this month to face the charges in court–but remains defiant–the little anarchist that she is!

Editor’s Note: Rock star Moby appeared with Ryder in a skit that was a sort of nutty re-enactment of the shoplifting incident. I myself found it particularly ironic (and somewhat funny) that Moby, a.k.a. Mr. No Brand Name Material Things For Me, Thanks, was able to place himself in such a position…even if it WAS a pretend shopping mall.

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Love Hurts

This past week in Rome, GA, a man by the name of Getty Garnsberger proposed to his wife in a very creative fashion. Garnsberger told us that, “Most guys get on one knee and ask their pretty girlfriend to marry them. It is in my opinion that guys who get on one knee are pussies and are their wife’s bitch for life. I love my lady, but I don’t want her to think that I am her bitch, and that’s why I proposed to her like this.”

Garnsberger proposed to his future bride by hanging above her via metal hooks and wire punctured through the skin and muscle tissue in his back.

Garnsberger just hung there while his girlfriend slept until she woke up, “I saw him hanging there above me,” said the future bride, “and I knew that this was going to be the man that I would cook and clean for my entire life. I know my place on this earth. Getty is the one who taught me how a woman belongs to her husband, taking care of his every need, and I want to be his wife, to take care of him, so I of course said ‘Yes’, how could I not.”
Hey, love is a funny thing!

You’ve Read The News, Now Play The Game!
Hey kids! It’s “Father Fondle”, the new game where you pinch altar boys’ asses until you win!

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Idiot Criminal of the Week
A suspected drug dealer must not have had anywhere to stash his crack cocaine and marijuana, authorities said, so he brought it with him to court.

Duron Ford, 19, had a court appearance Monday on drug possession charges. Knowing Ford was due in court, officers approached him in the courthouse to serve a warrant on an unrelated case.

As police closed in on him, Ford reportedly said, “Man, I got the blow on me.”

After 10 police officers corralled Ford in the hallway of the Fayette County courthouse, they found he was carrying about two grams of crack cocaine and some marijuana.

“We would hope that they have enough brain cells to know not to bring illicit drugs into the courthouse,” said Ford’s court-appointed attorney, Jeffrey Witeko.

Ford was in jail after being arraigned on charges of drug possession and resisting arrest.

Idiot Parents of the Week
Chris Winston named his son William, but Hoover might have been a better choice. Little William is only 21 months but he already has an obsession: vacuum cleaners. His dad says William is so obsessed that “some rooms get vacuumed every 12 hours.”

Little William isn’t just stuck on vacuum cleaners, he also likes watching vacuuming videos for hours at a time.

Unfortunately William’s mom erased his prized video: a late-night infomercial for a vacuum cleaner called the Stick Shark.

William’s been throwing a fit ever since, forcing his parents to get a new copy of the Stick Shark infomercial.

Unfortunately, infomercial broadcasts aren’t listed in “TV Guide.”

Now, the Winstons are so desperate, they’re taping vacuuming footage off the QVC channel in hopes of sucking up to their child.

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Okay, that’s pretty acceptable. Being that this is a Brunching Shuttlecocks toy, I thought for sure I was in for a doozy. Me likey. I keep it now.

ASCI is cool again. I want to make a whole page of it. I once got an e-mail with a Kermit the Frog head made entirely in ASCI code.

For some reason, my creativity crystals are flowing at warp speed today. Pretty refreshing for a Monday. So noted. I shall take adavantage of this and go work on some porn (just how creative is that, I ask you? bah..). But not before I post my regular Monday participation stuffs.

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Good Morning Minnesota!
On Tuesday, Good Morning America visited my great home state of Minnesota. They had fun…yes, THERE’S FUN TO BE HAD IN MINNESOTA!!

Some random facts about Minnesota:

Prince, a.k.a. The artist formerly known as the symbol no one can find on their keyboard, and Five Finger Discount Shopping Mall Princess Winona Ryder, are from Minnesota.

So is General Mills, the company that brings you Green Giant, Yoplait, Pillsbury, Betty Crocker, Bisquick products, and just about every cereal you like.

So are staplers and staples, roller blades, water skis, Hormel and Spam Food products, Pearson’s Candy Company (maker of the famous MoonPies, Nut Goodie and Salted Nut Roll) and many, many other fabu things they don’t tell you in geography class. So there. Come visit us next time you figure out you don’t have enough money to go to Tahiti ’cause you spent all your dough on online porn.

Best times to visit:
Love spring, tulips, gardens, lots of green things, and cool days? (go in late May-early June)

Love crisp, cool autumn days, lots of colorful trees? Go in early-to-mid October, peak color time depends on where in Minnesota you go.

Like winter sports, lots of snow, romantic cold evenings in front of the fire? Go in mid-winter (Late Jan-early Feb)

Like it so fucking hot that the only thing you have to do to make beads of sweat spring out on your forehead is just poke your head out the window? Like to stand in line for hours on end at silly ride parks on such hot, sunny days? I’m talking 100 degrees? Then come in July or August. Be damned sure your lodging facility has air conditioning.

Things to avoid:
The Mall (brawl, sprawl, maul) of America

The airport (hard to avoid that, haha)

Either of the downtowns – Minneapolis or St. Paul (just between 6:30-9:00am, 3:30-5:30 , any other times are fine).

If you like road trips mainly because you want scenery, I highly recommend visiting this page to find your best route. However, if you like road trips that involve stuffing you and all your buddies, your bong and your old rock-n-roll cassette tapes into a hatchback and getting truly lost, I recommend traveling through this state.

The Explore Minnesota web site has a calendar of events to partake in, and even a trip planner program to help you best take advantage of all the great things our state has to offer.

Everybody Deep Link Tonight
According to the company that represents The Dallas Morning News website, deep linking allows web surfers to miss the advertising placed on its home page. Aww, too bad, huh?

In case you didn’t already know, BarkingDog.org’s site has been issued a Cease and Desist letter by the parent company of Dallas News (Belo) for linking directly to an article rather than sending the browser to the main home page first. How many of us MeFi’ers and bloggers out there have um…already done this, a million times over, with other such news sites? How about almost all of us? So far, the U.S. District Courts have ruled such linking to not be illegal, as long as the source of the article is clearly identified. Of course it’s not the first time that companies have tried to sue against deep linking, an article at Wired points out.

Let’s all deep link our arses off, to The Dallas Morning News, because how likely is it that the Belo lawyers are going to fire off letters to each of us? Of course this issue has already been talked to near-death by my pals at MeFi, but this is just my stance on the whole thing. [courtesy of Dot Blog

Caution: Weblog Reviews Not Meant For Euphorians Or The Faint Of Heart
This bastard had the cajones to sit there at his lameass ‘Plastic Electric’ blog and call me a bad reviewer and said, here, let me take a stab at reviewing! I bet I could do a better job than you. He couldn’t hang. Just as I guessed would happen, eventually, he quit. Sucka! Meanwhile, I’m on #6 and still going strong. PS – What the fuck is Plastic Electric, anyway? Some kind of gay ass way of calling yourself a libertarian?

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Adult webmaster by night, SPAM-victim by day
Now I’ve Seen EverythingI got an e-mail today with the subject header ‘First with inter-oral camera’. Now being that I’m an adult webmaster * by night, you can imagine what I was thinking before opening this e-mail.

Turns out it was an investor’s weekly newsletter highlighting this company. Apparently LumaLite has designed a technology that allows dentists and patients to view the inside of the patient’s mouth, and the dentist can pinpoint the problem areas, etc.

This was of course, NOT what I was imagining the case to be. I thought it was yet another ‘porn site plug’ e-mail, which, seeing as I’m in the industry, I think I get a lot of. Of course, when I wasn’t, I thought I got plenty. This issue has taken up alot of recent news headlines and online articles as of late, it seems to be sort of unstoppable.

Of course, any self-respecting adult webmaster DOES NOT condone unsolicited e-mail. It’s no way to try to run a business. Those who do this will learn that all that hard work and maintaining some semblence of dignity, will go down the drain, and fast. Do you get alot of porn SPAM?

* YES, this means I do online porn. So, yeah, I make nudey web sites in my spare time.

Pick your jaw up off the floor.

No, you can’t have a free password.

TTFN

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News Of The Day comes highly recommended by me. So go read it. If I wore a sandwich board while out and about, I’d paint their URL onto it in a heartbeat. If that’s not enough encouragement to make you leave my site and go to a better one, then how’s this for a sales pitch? (like anyone needs the power of suggestion to exit day lee)

Please don’t leave!

Please at least come back!

*ugh* Okay then please at least bookmark me!

Damn.

Okay then how’s about I give you a buck if you stay for another 20 seconds, at least? *wink*.

PS – Thanks for the nice letters, Kenny and Ryan…much luck to youse guys in all your endeavors. I will continue to read, as well as send people running from my site to yours. I figure I’m out about 50 bucks by the time you’re done reading this entry. Hi ho, hi ho, it’s off to PayPal I go.

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1. Do you have any tattoos? If no, why not and what would you get if you did get one. If you do have one or more, tell us how you came to get it, and why you chose the design you got inked with. No tats, never, ever. Ever. My fiancee wants to be covered in them. His loss. I like my skin the way it is. Expression? Art? Sure. Just not my way of doing it :o)

2. Has anything ever happened that caused you to believe, or disbelieve, in a Higher Power. Sure, every once in awhile I get the notion that there IS A GOD, because how else can you explain the wonderful, mysterious ways of nature? How else can you explain a sunset? A thunderstorm? A forest full of creatures and all of the sounds they make, their ways of survival, and things they are up to? A new life in a womb, developing its own tiny little teeth, hairs, cells, wrinkles, and even fingerprints? FINGERPRINTS! How the heck else do you explain that?

3. Have you ever seriously considered, or even attempted, suicide? Not ever, ever. I enjoy life to its fullest. Sure, we all have bad moments or even bad days, every now and again. To me, life is way too short. A blink of an eye. Seems like just yesterday I was 15, and the yesterday before that, 5. I’m now creeping toward 30! I am the girl who can barely go to bed because I don’t want to miss a SECOND.

4. Has anyone you have known committed suicide? Not personally.

5. This weekend you and I are going to the nature park for a picnic. I’ll bring the blanket and make all the arrangements. You pack the picnic basket. What’s inside? A pupu (Hawaiian word for snack mix) bag full of norimake (seaweed-wrapped rice crackers), wasabi peanuts (peanuts covered with dried Japanese horseradish paste, and yakko arare (spicy rice crackers), some Ahi, poke (Hawaiian sushi) or some California Roll made with crab or tuna, with lots and lots of wasabi and soy sauce, and for dessert, chocolate covered Macadamia nuts. YUM.

6. Have you ever been mad at God for something that happened (or didn’t happen)? Yes. I was very mad at God when my Grandmother died in July 2000. I was very mad at God when he took a my friend Shannon’s baby girl, Samantha who was not quite 2 years old. I am very mad at God just about every day when I think of my dad and how sick he is.

7. Describe someone that is no longer with us. Tell us about that person. My Grandma was the most down-to-earth person in my family, who we lost in July of 2000. We always could count on her to provide us with a laugh, a good story, a great meal, and unconditional love. She had a way with handiwork, I have a million things in my apartment which she had made for me and given as gifts over the years. She had faith in all who she loved and always saw the good in me, even when I was bad. She was almost everyone’s best friend and if you needed something, she saw to it that you were taken care of completely. Her wit and wisdom were traits that shone clear through to everyone who met her. I miss her every day and wish she would have been alive to meet James and see that we were happy together.

BONUS: Who are you? I am me. I am no one else. I can be a crybaby, a bitch, a lazy slob, an impatient brat, a geek, an argumentative person, a procrastinator, a loner. I’m also an independent woman of 29 who has just recently realized her dreams in life and how to go about achieving them. Very happily engaged to a Big Dreamer and Thinker, who sees that his daily task is to love and please me (how wonderful is that?). I’m someone who never forgets a name to match a face, a shared memory between friends, a birthday, a favorite ‘something’ of a loved one. I’m a sister, a daughter, a bride, a best friend, a leader, a builder, a seeker, a comforter, a lover.

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Here’s my first post in the Participation Positives, I also just joined the web ring! -I feel rested today, even though I didn’t sleep well last night. -I found I still have enough $ to last us til payday. -It’s SPRING! -I’m very much in love.

I have alot of skills and am bound and determined to use them toward our success as a business.

That’s it for today! The Participation Positives site is here

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Well, my friend and her husband went back home today…they came up from WI to visit over the weekend.

On Friday they went to the Brawl of America for their 5-year old son’s b-day and then Saturday night we all went over to their hotel to party a bit. It was nice. We reminisced a bit on old times and whatnot, smoked too much and drank a little.

Have I ever mentioned that “Triumph” the Insult Comic Dog, is one of my very favorite, of all TV personality animals? Yes, indeedy…everything, to him, is “For ME TO POOP ON!”

My horoscope for today says:
Your mood should be quite good, dear Aries, and you will find that in general, people will adapt to your lead. Keep in mind that this also indicates that they will probably be more likely to fight back. You may have the tendency to lean toward the bizarre and unconventional. The route to take is the one that fosters diversity and revolutionary thinking. Be a pioneer in every situation you encounter.

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Yikes! In my haste to post all my favorite online Mr. T. haunts, I forgot to mention that you should visit this page, and this page, both which highlight his career as B.A. Baracus and also displays recent appearances & interviews.

Also, that link I had posted for How to Hide The Fact That You’re Mr. T. From Your Co-Workers, is broken. Where did that go? That was THE funniest article!! It was featured at Daily Radar, a site which is now defunct, some Nintendo Gamer site which was taken down by Microsoft or some nasty thing. If someone could find me a copy or something…I’d PAY them!

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Well, this week has gone by in a flash. The weather’s even been pleasant, what with the high temps only in the 70’s everyday. Haven’t been up to anything exciting, of course *gasp* are you shocked?
Last night I babysat for my darling nephew, who still kicks my ass at video games and is increasing his word power every day. I’m impressed, it’s as if he’s been checking out the Reader’s Digest section on vocabulary. I’m planning on taking him around downtown sometime next week, to ride the big bus like the cityfolk do and maybe grab some lunch. I want us to go scout out all the Snoopy sculptures they started putting up around town in June for the ‘Peanuts on Parade’ dealie. Yeah, I think he’ll like that. We can get a map of where they all are and go get our pictures taken with Snoopy, too. I’m all revved up. I’ve even got my pose all picked out. Check out what I imagine me and Snoopy posing together would look like, only not in B&W.
You know, I nearly forgot to show you that sunset from the other night. This was just a day after the Aurora Borealis that was viewable around midnight in some areas. Also, as promised, go see the pics I took from when I went out to the bar with Sandy, Tony, Chris and Donna after the Booya earlier this month. Gosh, it’s damned late. Yikes.

I better get to bed.

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Have you noticed how awfully long I’ve gone without frequent updates? Yikes. So sorry.

Yes, indeedy, I’ve been up to a whole lot of nothing, as usual. Since last I wrote, I’ve had an uneventful boring week at the fulltime job I hate, did some work for the new part time job I love, and visited alot with friends and family. For the first time in a week, I’ve also slept in my own bed! Haha..it’s not like it sounds. On the contrary. Almost all last week it was so g.d. hot that I camped out on the couch every night with the a/c and floor fan going. Thank goodness for oscilating three speed floor fans. Got it at Sears, about two summers ago, and I cannot live without it. Yesterday I went to a barbeque and then today we ate chicken from The Coop and now I’ve got heartburn…blechh. Well, on a more pleasant note, I DID get to see a bit of the aurora borealis last nite and also a splendid sunset this evening. Will post pics later, as always, plus I’ll have a link for the page about our infamous bar night adventures last week.

Oh Christmas…now I see how late it is and I should be getting ready for bed, dammit. Just as I am relaxing and enjoying myself I have to cut stuff short.

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I haven’t been up to much lately, just working my 2 jobs and surviving day to day, what with being nearly broke all the time. That’s my own damn fault, though, and I am working on it. This last weekend was o.k., I went and did some grocery shopping on Saturday and it was SOOOOO HOT out, so I just hung around the house awhile. Saturday night I tried to do some work but I just got bored so I was on the phone for a couple hours and then I monkeyed around on the computer til late. I think I was up until 4am just because I wasn’t sleepy at all. My mom and dad FINALLY came home from being at my grandma’s house in Duluth since like, right after Memorial weekend. They are just glad to be home after being gone so long. It was just lucky that they’re retired so they were able to stay and take care of Grandma that whole time. On Sunday I was working for like an hour when Sandy and Tony came over and said “Let’s go!” I almost forgot about the Booya on that day. If you have never heard of a Booya, it is basically a fundraiser that the fire department in Newport puts together every July on the weekend after the holiday and I have been going to it almost every year since I was a kid. They have a beer truck set up next to a big tent and tables everywhere to sit, and you can get beers for $1.00 US all day, plus they have games for the kids and craps tables and bingo inside the fire hall. The local Boy Scout troops even come out every year and sell sno-cones and nachos and stuff. For two days before the event, they cook I don’t know how many GALLONS of soup, which is very good and they call it Booya. They make it from chicken stock and oxtails and vegetables and people haul just buckets and pails of it out ’cause it’s so tasty. Also all day long they sell pulltab tickets and raffle tickets which they call the numbers out for and give away a bottle of liquor like every ten minutes. The major raffles this year were a kid’s brand new bike, $500.00, and $100.00. They also raffle off a little red Radio Flyer wagonload full of booze too. So basically all day Sunday, I drank beer all day with Sandy and Tony and our friends. It was super hot and sticky almost all day but the beer was nice and cold so it wasn’t all that bad. Then after everyone went home, we didn’t feel like going home so we all went to the Cloverleaf bar over by the highway, and that place is a total dump, but we were already drunk so we all went over there anyway ’cause they had air conditioning. We had some more beers and played darts, and we were messin’ with everyone there and taking pictures of stuff. It was really funny ’cause this lady came in with all this candy she was selling for one of her kids’ sports teams or whatever, Tony bought this big ol’ box of Bazooka Joe bubble gum and I was chewing some. I blew this great big bubble and got like half of the gum on my face so I had to go into the bathroom to wash it off. Before I went down the hall everybody was bitching about the music ’cause the jukebox was done playing. When I went to walk to the bathroom, this old nasty guy, was sitting at the bar close to the bathroom and he says to me “Say, put a couple quarters in the jukebox, would you, young lady?” and I said “Um, I’ll be right back.” When I got back out of the bathroom I totally ignored the guy when I was walking back to where we were sitting. While I was in the bathrrom getting the gum off my face, my sister had gone to the jukebox and came back and was telling everyone something and laughing. I asked her what happened and she said while she was at the jukebox she hears this same old guy and all of his even nastier friends all chuckling and har-dee-har-har-ing and she was minding her business and she looks away from the jukebox for like a second and she sees this dude mooning his friends and they are all having a great laugh and she was like ‘Oh my GOD’ and laughs to herself about how stupid these guys are and then she said that when she walked back to our spot in the bar the guy says to her ‘Did you see me naked?” and she’s like “No?!!” and he says “Do you wanna?” and she all but RAN back to the table. Do you believe some of the stuff people do in bars? Good golly. I managed to kick ass at darts for awhile even though almost all the ones I threw went on the floor! My sister was yelling ’cause she was losing, something awful. It was fun for awhile but then I benched it for the rest of the night so Tony’s drunk ass could play but he was no better. His friend Chris was makin’ us all laugh ’cause he is a frontman for this band and we call him the Rock Star. Plus Tony called him Fuckin’ Chris once so now Chris is always calling Tony Fuckin’ Tony and it’s really funny. He was calling Donna Crazy Donna and Donna was like “Whatever” when he called her that. Sandy and I were all yelling about how come we don’t have nicknames. It was really fun ’cause Chris was really trippin’ us out. He usually has nothing to say but we were laughin’ our asses off at him, plus it was fun to get him in pictures. Ha! I will post them later, for sure. I got lots more to talk about but I better get some work done or else I’ll be deeper in the hole.

later…

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Oh boy. Lots has happened. Been busy, really, what with working two jobs and taking up my weekends doing stuff. Grandma passed on Saturday, and on Monday I left to go up north to visit with family and attend services. My mom has been at my grandma’s house for the past month or so, and was taking care of her for awhile, so it was nice visiting with her and everyone else again. Grandma’s church filled up quickly. She had a full house. Everybody who knew her loved her and I will especially miss her. I missed work on Monday and am not excited about going back but perhaps I will get my shit together and find something else, and soon. In the meantime I have got lots of other stuff to do. I’ve been going walking regularly with Sandy in the mornings, before work and it’s nice to be able to do that. Went this morning but she wasn’t up to it. I’m sitting here in my tennies, planning my week.

Do you sit back and think about how many stupid stupid things you see people doing? I have. Keep this page bookmarked and check for updates.
I have to go grab a shower but I’ll be back later with lots more.

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The Dante’s Inferno Test has banished you to the Third Level of Hell!Here is how you matched up against all the levels:

The wretched King Minos has decided your fate. His tale wraps around his body 3 times.
The sweet light no longer strikes against your eyes. Your shade has been banished to… the Third Level of Hell!

In the third circle, you find yourself amidst eternal rain, maledict, cold, and heavy. The gluttons are punished here, lying in the filthy mixture of shadows and of putrid water. Because you consumed in excess, you meet your fate beneath the cold, dirty rain, amidst the other souls that there lay unhappily in the stinking mud. Cerebus, a canine monster cruel and uncouth with his three heads and red eyes, dwells in this level. He growls and tears at the damned with his teeth and claws.

Take the Dante’s Inferno Hell Test

I can be properly fingered by the authorities (oohmythatsoundedbad!) with this:

my mugshot, created online at this site. The pic, which I took way too long to make, bears shocking resemblence to my actual self…for the exception of the hairdo but it was the only one with a squarish hairline, which I posess. Anyhoo…

Here’s the real me:

What fun, eh? I must be bored off my ass again. This reminds me…I’ve been meaning to build a photoblog…mainly ’cause I wanna back up all my digicam files into CD archives but before I do that I should build the photoblog then back everything up and move it off the hard drive. Ol’ puter ain’t what she used to be and if I’m gonna do any updatin’, re-configuratin’ and whatnot I best be ready for it.

Anybody have any good photoblog experiences/tools/tips tricks to share using MT? Holla.

As a home-biz CEO, in charge of diddly squat extradordinaire (ha ha you funny, Doctah Jones), I’m always doing research on branding, advertising and marketing as well as strategies/outcomes played out in the real markets. Inasmuch, I subscribe to IAG’s Top Ten most effective ads (by recall and likeability) and here their top 5 most likeable for Dec 22nd ’03 – Jan. 4th ’04:

#1 Pontiac – GTO–engine assembled by robotic arms

#2 H&R Block – Instant Money Loans–mirror; woman with baby; walk out with loan check

#3 Royal Caribbean – Man pretends to hold up Leaning Tower of Pisa for photo

#4 Budweiser – True–Leon tells coach he wants to sit and watch from the sideline

#5 Wendy’s – 99 Cent Super Value Menu–woman in pink jogging suit

And my question is…where’s the Office Depot ad?–you know, guy with green marker all over his face, feigning sick to his boss so he can go home from work?

And what about the couple with the new house asking the contractor what’s the good news? The good news is he just saved 15% on his auto insurance with Geico. (the commercial within a phony commercial)

Brilliant, I say.

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I wanted to use this because I know my posts tend to be long and not really eye-friendly to readers who don’t necessarily want to read this post but want to scroll ahead to the next without going too far to read other junk they are not interested in.

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Some poor guy went on vacation and while his goofy friends were housesitting, they decided to wrap the entire interior of his apartment in aluminum foil.

Un-fucking-believeable. If anyone tried to do that at my place they’d be busy for 3 months. Yes, I have that much stuff. Enough to make George Carlin really mad.

Starting the New Year Off Right …with the first odd search requests.

In my logs this morning:

ohmygoodness
Oh my goodness indeed, what were you really looking for?

smoking rob reiner
Oh…didn’t they TELL you? He is soooo not smokin’. Take a second look. That man is about as sexy as a Christmas ham. Two words for you: beer goggles.

what kind of man im going to marry ?
Honey, if you have to ask, I’m not tellin’.

arnold horshak pictures
Mmmm…the newest centerfold in Teen Beat? Or were looking for my FOX Celebrity Boxing play-by-play review?

fine art of booya.com
Booya is not a fine art. It’s a white trash, small-town summer tradition called Booya, named so after the soup they serve. The booya, which is prepared in 55-gallon drums by the firefighters of my hometown every July, is supposedly delicious but I only tried once as a tyke and didn’t care for it. The actual event is something I have been to on occasions when I want to get stinkin’ drunk and have nothing else to do on a hot-ass Sunday afternoon. Most years, I avoid it with a lame excuse.

fat images
Ees nothing but fat here, dahlink! The images will come later though. In the meantime, check out my alter ego blog

I guess that’s all for now…Later, taters

From the makers of Fun With Telemarketers…only the complete opposite.

I got a call yesterday evening just as I was about to go to the bathroom. I ran to get it because I was hoping it was someone I’d been waiting to hear from since the day before. I was sorry I did. But it made me laugh after a few minutes:

“Hello?”

[a roomful of telemarketers laughing in background about something] “Yes, hello, may I speak to so-and -so?”

“This is she.”

“Yes, my name is Courtney and I was calling to inform you that we plan to enter your name into the drawing for the BlahBlah XYZ Sweepstakes, which is held every month, and if you’re not drawn we re-enter your name at the end of every month, which qualifies you for the next one and the prize is [some fabulous thing she said too quickly for me to hear].”

“Okay, well…I”

“So all I need to do is verify your info, and then you’re all set, okay?”

“Wait, what’s the catch?”

“The catch is, go screw yourse…” which turns into a fit of giggles before she can finish and click, she’s gone.

I wanted so bad to *69 my phone in hopes of catching the 1-800 number this dumbass chick had called from and ask for the manager so that I could tell them about their beloved Courtney but I thought, ‘Nah,”

A stupid bored telemarketer who has to work on Sunday. I’ve been in that situation before.

But I never was so bold. That girl’s got chutzpah. Too bad she doesn’t use it to her advantage like say, toward getting a better job?

I have no life because that was like, the highlight of my evening. That, and watching Sex and The City: The Complete First Season DVD all over again.

Ahh…timeless, mindless TV.

BTW, I’m going to doing some updates to WWHD soon…so keep your eyes peeled. My last entry about Oprah still makes me chuckle. I hope Michael Moore is having a miserable day because of it. Yeah right…no one reads it…as if his lousily famous ass would read it.

What? You mean I haven’t announced to the world yet about my other baby project, WWHD? Oh. Sorry.

Well, it’s been around since like, last Spring, so read it already.

Ciao!

PS – Contrary to what I just said, I mainly published it for my own amusement. You don’t have to read it if you don’t wanna. Besides, it’s chock full of cusswords and mean hateful things, so it would probably offend just about anyone.

PPS – ‘Lousily’, ha ha! Is there such a word? I kill me.

Ever since HBO’s The Sopranos came out, I’ve always envied Carmella Soprano. Now there’s a broad who’s got it all together.

I know, you’re probably saying, “What the hell are you talking about??! Look at all she has to deal with!” I know! A crazy, filandering, mobster hubby who suffers from depression, anxiety attacks and mother issues, two ungrateful, foul-mouthed teenage brats who take everything for granted, a priest who she can barely trust to help her work on ‘becoming a better Catholic’, and a best friend who can hardly stand to look at her sideways because of her choice in a husband and lifestyle.

How does she do it? How could she possibly cope and not be dead yet?

-She doesn’t need a shrink.

-She’s not PMSing all the time.

-She’s not an alcoholic or habitual gambler (yet), and has no knitting club or similar social activities to keep her sane.

-Finally, she hasn’t tried to make her family miserable by cussing them out left and right.

Why does she make me sick with jealousy? Because she manages. And does so without hurting anyone, least of all herself!

I asked myself, this Carmella Soprano, she must be made of rubber, with nerves of steel, right? Yes. A complete saint!

She busts her ass through all the bullshit, and with grace and nary a drop of sweat: She always brough ‘Ma’ out homemade goodies and visited with her, loves those brats unconditionally, running them all over town for soccer, to the malls, etc., remains a devoted, confessing Catholic, and stands by her man no matter what.

All while keeping a tidy home, her dark roots not-so-dark, a happenin’ wardrobe, and svelte figure.

Come on now…couldn’t we ALL do that, and then some, if we had her money, didn’t have to stay working, and had a Russian maid?

Damn straight.

Extraverted thinking combined with intraverted intuition makes me an ENTJ (Extraverted, iNtuitive, Thinking, Judging).

The test result page says I am “very dynamic, and may intimidate people with a less enthused spirit.”

Good observation…this clears up why some folks at the office stay away from me.

*Sigh*

Their loss!

Got ski pants? Worked four hours today. Home again, home again, jiggity jog. As for exercise, I am getting plenty more than usual, with this winter weather. I don’t think people realize that although it’s a kind gesture to shovel the sidewalk, it should be a COMPLETED job. See, when the shoveler hasn’t bothered to clear a path, from the end of the walk to the street, it’s a bit frustrating for those of us pedestrians, to have walked all along the length of it, sometimes a block or two, only to find ourselves trapped in the GOD DAMNED SIDEWALK!! Snowbanks as high as your waist, on all three sides. Giganti-mungus. You could try to plow through one of them, with your legs… Got your ski pants on? Um, no…you’re going to work, not to the slopes! Another thing to try would be to back up, get a running start and try to hurdle the sucker, but that would be a feat that not even an accomplished Olympian

would attempt. Ahh, Minnesota winters…

okay, getting to business:

Justin Timberlake – “It’s NOT gonna be ME!”awwww…methinks someone is too STRESSED OUT from touring!!! The snotty-nosed punk NSYNC member is getting a lawsuit filed against him by a 15-year old (are you shocked) for (*gasp!*) harassing her! Actually, that is just the word that the young lady used to describe the incident. The charges are false imprisonment and intentional infliction of emotional distress. My money’s on NSYNC’s lawyers settling it out of court.

[full story
here -b]

You know you’re trailer trash

when… If you have to go and see this this list to make double sure, then you must be…LOL

Angelfire has the FUNNIEST ‘site not found’ error page!

Check it out.

(that link is fake, by the way. It works for this trick though,

so, mission accomplished) Some examples include:

“The page you are looking for is only viewable by Jimmy Hoffa, Amelia

Earhart, Jim Morrison, Elvis and Howard Hughes…”

“Some folks can see dead people

-can you see dead pages?”

“We sent this page to NASA for testing.”

“It looks like the typing class your

cat is taking is not 100% successful.

More goofy searches

(how this works = these people go looking for random stuff and somehow end up at my site. I find them and post them):

I guess someone had gotten sick of only finding blogs by teeny-boppers!this does not come as a surprise to me.

Mars 2112
Restaurant in New York CityHaven’t been there…yet.

What lots of young girls wanted for Christmas this year…

It’s Fatney Spears!

Warp me baby, one more time!
Insecure little 13 year olds need not fret anymore about society’s obsession with body image! Now you too can warp up Britney’s nose, eyes, face, butt, etc., to make yourselves feel better and whatnot! Go to
this page to try it out.

Check out the latest in Christmas carols
memorize the lyrics for next year…

Joke of the week A little girl was playing in the garden when she spotted two spiders mating.

Daddy, what are those two spiders doing?” she asked.

“They’re mating,” her father replied.

What do you call the spider on top, Daddy?” she asked.

“That’s a daddy longlegs.” her father answered.

“So, the other one is a mommy longlegs?” the little girl asked.

“No,” her father replied. “Both of them are daddy longlegs,”

The little girl thought for a moment, then took her foot and stamped

them flat. “Well, we’re not having THAT sort of shit in our garden.”

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Honk if you love CHEE-TOS!

Guess what?!
.:day lee:.

has been awarded ‘Site of the Week’ by About.com!

Whoo hoo for me.

Yup. They even interviewed me and here is the tell-all.

I am too tired to celebrate, however…I worked 14 hours today, between jobs one and two, got downtown and missed my layover bus. So I stopped in to Gallivan’s, for a beer since the next one was not due for an hour. Turned out to be three beers. Take me drunk I’m home now.

More later, I promise.

(o:

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This time last year.

everybody Wang Chung tonight

Just for fun…let’s say it’s still Christmas. Which makes it perfectly legit that I post these holiday treats just for your viewing pleasure.

!so so so festive!

Special Seasons Greetings sites

Doesn’t anyone miss Calvin & Hobbes? I’ve got just your cure. My good ‘ol Aussie pal grrrl just sent these cartoons to me that she collected, the theme is ‘snowmen’.

Playin’ reindeer games… check out another really cute holiday cartoon page, featuring cartoons from Mikey’s cards, thanks Mikey.

Top 15 Reasons For Being Fired From Toys ‘R’ Us: 15. A little too much joie de vivre while demonstrating the erector set, if you know

what I mean.

14. Every time you’re passed over for a promotion, you stick your head in an Easy

Bake Oven and threaten to “end it all.”

13. You got caught adding a garage to your

house, using embezzled Lego bricks.

12. Numerous parental complaints about your “Tickle Me Carl The Stockboy” display.

11. You went overboard with your GI Joe Militia display by adding the

Tonka truck full of fertilizer.

10. Cross-dressing the Ken and Barbie dolls and telling kids they’re the new “Jerry Springer”

edition.

9. The “My Little Taxidermy Kit” (with starter

squirrel) is not selling.

8. Impromptu demonstrations of why Malibu Ken

is not anatomically correct.

7. Got caught doing your Dolly Parton impression

with basketballs again.

6. Source of reefer smoke finally traced

to “nostrils” of Geoffrey the Giraffe.

5. Jaws of life needed to pull your knees out of your chest after you jackknifed a Big Wheel in

aisle seven.

4. Caught hocking phlegm into tykes’ hands and

telling them it was “homemade Gack.”

3. Your sales display, “Barbie’s Struggle for Survival in Post-Nuclear Holocaust Malibu”

was not exactly an overwhelming success.

2. Too many reports from people who swear they

saw Geoffrey the Giraffe in a leather bar.

…and the Number 1 Reason For Being Fired From Toys ‘R’ Us…

1. Regardless of the question, you answer, “Bite me, kid–I’m on break.”

industry nuz!

5-Finger Severance Dot com continues to lay off workers, so ex-employees pull revenge theft stunts.

[full story here -b].

Hackers crackin’ Eggheads

Super software retailer says a hacker accessed its computer systems, possibly exposing millions of credit card numbers.

[full story here. -b]

Microsoft Awaits New Brand of Justice Department

Ha ha, ha! MicroFluff was way too happy, once the new president was announced, but now that George Dubya has Sen. Ashcroft to head the DOJ, it seems like the party’s ooover!

[full story here. -b]

Napster in court, STILL

Version suck and blow? (rhymes with something point ‘oh’) to come out, supposedly making mp3 searches easier, even though case still stuck in a court time warp from hell.

[full story here. -b] Posted by dayleeblog |

The latest findings are in: Far be it known that I never wonder where my visitors are coming from. So naturally, I put up a stat reader/counter thingie. I go check out the reading every now and then, to make sure everything is on the up and up. Sometimes it’s just the regular visitors, keeping abreast on my day to day lee stuff, but sometimes it’s weirdos who come a-callin’. So here, I’ve compiled a list of all the different links that show just what people go lookin’ for and sometimes, whether they like it or not, they wind up at my site.

temp agencies in Minneapolis
guess you could say that since I’ve been to lots of those, this is a very valid search result and should ranked higher than others!

someone searching for cumshots at weblogs.com
no comment.

twisted ankle journal-hike
(? – never been on one of those before)

wife fuck photo iso
I’m not too sure I want to know what this is all about…

burning man pics
Sorry, I’ve never been to Burning Man and I don’t really recall talking about it. I know some people who have but that’s beside the point.

darts funny picturesmust be a new extreme sport? I’ve got funny pictures and I’ve played darts but I’m not altogether sure if this person was looking for funny pictures of darts or for darts in funny pictures.

searching for a street prostitute?
I guess you can find one at this site…god knows where, but .:day lee:. came up as item number 2.

For those of you who are really into strange searches, try going to Disturbing Search Requests and have a hey day.

Well kiddies, that’s it for tonight…I wanted to do a briefing but to be honest, I’ve been loving my new job and also was very busy this holiday weekend. Plus nothing very newsworthy (IMHO) has crossed my desk in the last five days except that Billy Barty died this weekend and so did Victor Borge. I loved Victor’s performances when I was a kid and as an adult. He will be missed by many.

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Normally some things in life bring us through emotional rollercoasters.

For me it was this weekend, in particular. I laughed my ass off all Thursday night, and after work I was home just long enough to get the mail and go to bed. On Friday night I got home in time for a bite to eat and then I accompanied my sis and her hubby to the mall, which of course was crowded (god help me–I hate malls AND crowds) The only nice thing about Christmas shopping at the mall is being able to get all the stuff I need from the toy store, B. Dalton, Dayton’s, Sam Goody, Sears, Bath & Body something-or-other all under one roof and in two hours.

Upon my arrival home, I was invited over to a friend’s house for an inpromptu gathering, which consisted of jello shots, exchanging gifts and general merriment that turned into just plain silliness. You see, my friend had made buddy-buddy with the guy that runs the sushi bar downstairs from her place and invited him and his friend up for a visit, so then there were five of us including them. For some reason we ended up tossing down the last of the Budweiser that was in the fridge and then after some good old getting to know you b.s. we played a short but rousing game of charades which had (scarily) morphed into this freaky “Hey, name a movie so some of us can act out a part of it and then you hafta decide who’s version was better” game, ha ha. The night ended with everybody crammed into the couch and loveseat, my friends watching a rented copy of ‘Scary Movie’ on video, and me falling asleep to it. So much for a review from moi.

Today I got up early and dashed off to job numbah two, where I put in a couple hours and received my last check before the holiday.

Now I think something’s wrong with me. I just sat through a chickflick on the Lifetime channel. I bawled. More than is expected of a slightly neurotic, distracted, busy, and otherwise normal, healthy woman of my age. Perhaps it’s nothing, probably just premenstrual, (I hope). ‘Cause these flicks are REALLY reaching, lemme tell you. The first one was that “Fools Rush In” from back in like, ’95 or something, the one with Matthew Perry and Salma Hyek. The other one is on now, that “Mrs Winterbourne” with Shirley Maclaine, Ricki Lake and Brendan Frasier.

I need to go to bed soon and tomorrow I am up early to wrap these damned gifts and try to figure out why my tree is only partially lit. I think there’s a bad bulb in there somewhere.

I’m out ’til later…

P.S. – Why on earth would someone buy this? who knows. who cares?

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Seafood Pizza this is an especially yummy alternative to just plain old shrimp cocktail, for your friggin’ holiday parties. Knock yourself out.

Ingredients: 2 pkg (8 ounces) refrigerated crescent roll dough 1/4 bunch green onions (chives) 1/2 to 1 whole ripe green pepper 1 pkg (4 ounces) cooked frozen salad shrimp, thawed in refrigerator 1 pkg (1/2 pound) imitation crablegs/pieces or Louis Kemp sea legs/pieces, thawed, cold 1 pkg (8 oz) cream cheese, still cold but slightly soft, don’t use the softened variety 1/2 bottle seafood cocktail sauce, the kind with ground horseradish in it (recommend Crosse & Blackwell)

Preheat oven to 375F.

Chop a couple stalks of green onion and 1 green pepper into coarse pieces and set aside (if you really want to, slice the peppers into pretty rings). Chop crap legs, if using pieces, they should be okay but chop into smaller pieces, if preferred, and set aside.

Open the tubes of crescent rolls, slap them together and form a ball. Flatten with your hands or roll out using pin, into a crust, into ungreased non-stick cookie sheet or jelly roll pan and bake for 14 mins. (only grease pan if using lower fat variety dough). Cool crust all the way, can’t be warm.

Spread thin layer of cream cheese onto crust. Top with thin spreading of cocktail sauce (the kind with the horseradish ground up in it is best). Top with veggies, then crabmeat and shrimp and cut pizza into 2″ squares (the bigger, the messier).

Feeding a crowd? Double everything. Best served immediately, or when toppings haven’t been sitting on crust too long, no more than an hour or two.

* tip: after rolling out crust, poke several times with a fork so it bakes a bit flatter. If you still end up with a puffy crust (it does fall a bit after it cools) you can still fix that: Using a long bread knife (smooth sharp blade, not the kind with the big serrations, like a bagel knife) and slice the crust like you would a cake into layers, into two crusts. This might work better. Flip them so as to use the baked surface as the bottom and the new surace (exposed, where the top was cut off) as your top, for the toppings.

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Happy Birthday to…

Leonard Maltin and Keith Richards!

Both celebrating their birthdays today, the movie reviewer is 50 and the Stones’ guitarist/biohazard/living dead turns 57, going on 80.

You’ve got crap

Get your Palm Read Online Still MORE unecessary BS sent to me in my way-too-lenient mailbox. Look! I know what you are thinking, “How can one read your palm online???” Take it from all of US here at IndexMan.Com… we are tripping out at the accuracy!
Try the FREE DEMO, if you aren’t convinced… nothing lost!

[BEWARE: this site requires a plug in…surprise, surprise. Now just what is that now, a program that asks you to place your hand on the screen? -b]

Do I stink or something?
Once again, I’ve been invited by the people at infobeat to try this damned pheremone product. I have no desire to, but if any of you have, let me know your results or feedback, if any. Thanks and hopefully this is the last of this offer.

Online Diet Help or Virtual Waste of Time?

This site will make you fill in a form that takes about 20 minutes and after all that you learn you have to PAY for the report it generates. FUN! Like we have nothing better to do.

We want more NASTY SANTA!

Go here for all the fun and foul language.

For South Park Fun and games …check out this cool Flash site which features a Cartoon maker. While it’s loading, play cartoon match up, brought you by intelligentX. Enjoy, and Merry f*@#ing christmas!

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So so so so so happy that I got a job. I can hardly go to bed, I’m so excited. Here is the URL of the company I’m going to work for: www.nonprofitsolutions.com.

Yeah, on Saturday, we made cookies! lots of them…Danish butter cookies, Mexican Wedding Cakes (sometimes called Russian Tea Cakes), Chocolate Chocolate Chip, Oatmeal Raisin, and Lemon cookies. YUM! I have waaay to many of them, sitting in ziploc bags in my kitchen. I will have to bring some in to work. That’ll get me on people’s good side, right off. Nuttin’ wrong with that (o:

One day…

I’ll sit back and recall to my grandchildren the story of the day I decided to become a spoofer of websites. I have only done a couple of funny sites, one about a cat I used to own and one about a phony toy, but none were as fun and exciting and just plain liberating as this one: It’s my version of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints site, now morphed into a fun (and mean) little Carson Daly tribute, thanks to my imagination. Enjoy it, tell me what you think.

nuz! updates will take place tomorrow. I promise. You’ll have to forgive me for lagging, SOMEONE at weblogs.com decided I wasn’t going to be allowed into my site for over 24 hours this weekend, so that put a damper on my huge plans for news. So so so sorry.

Have a good Monday, people. See ya tomorrow.

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Yes, Virginia, there IS a Santa Claus, because…

I GOT A JOB!
I GOT A JOB! “…and now I’m as happy as a leetle school gurrl!”

Also note the festive new graphic….I’m no artist but I’m hoping you like the hat.

I’ve got lots to yak about but no time. Right now I’m off to mom’s to help make Christmas cookies! more later, taters…

PARTIALLY UNEMPLOYED, DAY TWO

It’s a big one, kids!

Yes, boys and girls, JOB HUNTING…it’s not just for breakfast anymore. What a BIIIITCH! Oh, sweet, merciful mother of god, puhleeze help me get a freaking gig sometime

this century!

…btw, it should be known that although Monday was DAY ONE of my
stint as a partially unemployed! chick, and as of midnight Tuesday it is DAY THREE, the date I created this newsletter was DAY TWO, I just was too darned lazy to post it up until way after prime homepage flippin’ time. (midnight, central standard time to you).

Thus, still DAY TWO, and so it shall be!

awwwdangit! today for like, two hours, the weblogs’ server must’ve been down ’cause I couldn’t get to my site…dang dang dang! All’s better later though, well ok, I was paranoid for a minute there, LOL. Just making sure someone hasn’t hacked my site up… I mean, sometimes I have my cookies set and sometimes I don’t and my ‘so called’ friends come over here and uses my pc sometimes but I doubt they could have done anything, STILL…you

never know.

Hey, lookah what I found…somebody’s dirtyass mind took over and they went searching
for cumshots and my site came up! yikes…

Whoo hoo! I made #100 of the top 100 page reads at weblogs. Surely someone
out there loves me, even if it’s just a little bit.

AS SEEN ON tee vee!

Oooh! aren’t you dying for an EGGWAVE

under your tree this Christmas?!

Sheeeyaah.

I heart the Kids In The Hall! I love love love them, and now that I’ve been at home during the day alot more, I am smitten with the tv. At least for awhile. I really don’t DO that much

tv, really! Some folks have decided

that IT’S JUST NOT COOL and I need to be more plugged into the boob toob. I’ve been called

anti-tv, a commie, a loser…whatEVER. I got better stuff to do, thanks very much.

heyyy…now how’s this for slick? Get your mug plastered on a jimmy hat at

www.photocondom.com. Run! Finally a great gift

for your perverted man!

[Thanks to the brad for this
neat little linkydink–pun INTENDED -b]

Hey, Meathead! A site devoted to urging us all to remember, cherish, and celebrate the past, present, and future of

hats made of meat.

PS: If Meat Hats aren’t your thing, check out http://www.peta.com! My ratings

Originality: A+ = ‘Cause it’s kinda funny to

see people wearing meat on their heads and the fashion commentary is refreshing.

Effort: C-, Unfortunately this site’s publisher failed to change the page’s title, so now we all know which lame-ass web authoring program he used to create it

[probably in WYSIWYG, too, LOL -b]

The Chinese Love Calculator

Discover how compatible you and your partner really are, at

http://www.chineselovecalculator.com/

Imagining Lennon 20 Years Later The coolest of the cool. Turn down your nsync cd and check this shit out.

[full story here. -b]

Are You A Sex God/Goddess?

Who cares what YOU are, it says I am GODESS! The smoke clears to reveal that inside me is a divine being, the Goddess ATHENA. Everyone line up to experience my magic.

[test away, baby! right here. -b]

I’m outta here, folks…big plans to do laundry, run some errands, and working tomorrow. niteynite

bj

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PARTIALLY UNEMPLOYED, DAY ONE

Monday, Monday

What can I say? I’ve only just joined the awake world 5 hours ago and still feel asleep…

I decided not keep the appointment I had scheduled for today. I was supposed to visit that college I mentioned before, that I kinda sorta wanna attend. Then I called the cool nutty granola woman at that office in Uptown, where I had an interview last week. When the assistant answered, I took a second to express my undying keen interest in the gig, and hoped out loud for an answer as to whether I got the job. They told me that indeed I had not. Dang. Oh well guess I’ll live through it. Nothing new.

I also can’t decide, whether I should do school during the day and have a night job or stick w/FT days. I still have my PT job, which explains the silly title above.

I’ve made a pot of coffee and now I’v just GOT to get to the store and purchase a pack of cancer sticks before I jones out and fall on the floor. But first!

Fun sites of the day

Happywomenmagazine.com has tips just for you Job hunting gals and go-getters, you betcha. Also visit the main page to find oh-so-many more important features like: Holiday stress releiving ideas, in order to keep that happy smile pasted to your mug this season and all year round!

http://www.squirkle.com/ooze/ – fun word association game. I couldn’t resist hanging out there a bit last night, just for shits and giggles.

Angryman Campaign 2000 Those sick of this ongoing election can speak out online (I’m sure

this is like, the BILLIONTH site devoted to this topic) nonetheless, here is the link to yet another: http://www.angryman.com/

Mystery DateThis chick is fun! if you are really into old 40’s and 50’s girly

stuff like beauty magazines and home ec, run, don’t walk this fun to read mag…for the girlish

at heart, the single do-it-yourselfer type gals and all kinds of readers.

Gotta go jump in the shower now and venture out into this cold cold world (low temp of -10F today). Have to go to work too.

Later.

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10:54pm

saturday. already.

worked four hours. froze nearly to death on commute. got home. had big plans to haul out the fake tree and light it up, do Christmas cards. Instead I surfed and gafawwed at stupid websites. read the news, read some email. now I’m cold and hungry and lonesome so I’m gonna go curl up on the couch wit a samwich and a blanky and watch some dumbass saturday nite tv. Here’s some fun sites of the day:

You’re Damned If You Do, Damned If You Don’t Such torture…I nearly cried. You’ll be sorry you went and played this game…good distraction for stupid people though.

Rate just how friggin lovey dovey you are!

Romance test: Red Hot Lover or
or Ice Cold Loser? To find out, take this quiz, dammit! Are you more likely to whisper in your lover’s ear: “I like it when you nibble on my neck, baby…” or “yes, I paid the light bill!”

losers dot org

This site, I think most could probably do without. Lists annoying and/or stupid websites by ‘losers’ categorizes them as “Dorks, freaks, rednecks, trekkies, wannabes, punks, greenies…”

etc. Not my idea of fun, but g’head…

And in the “Hollywood Has-been” birthday corner

Guess what everybody? C. Thomas Howell is 33 today! yippee…where the hell is he now?

…back later, taters

11:48pm

Friday was my last day at my FT job.

how liberating it feels to finally be unattached to that conservative corporate palace, that cold pile of bricks…

haha. I just got back from my friends house, she lives in downtown in a converted warehouse, in the center of it is Sawatdee, a Thai/Japanese restaurant…they have a new sushi bar. we sat down and chugged a couple of those new Japanese beers… I think they’re called Sodoromo. It was in a friggin 22 ounce can, for pete’s sakes! so now I’m all feverish and buzzy.

nuz! (Thursday)

Madonna’s McWedding Madonna to get hitched in the Highlands

to Guy Ritchie of “Lock Stock and Two Smoking Barrels” fame on 12/22. Perhaps the next phase of Madonna’s personality

could involve the “Wife-Mother” theme.

Rest in Peace, Colonel Klink

“Hogan’s Heroes” star Werner Klemperer, age 80, lost his battle with cancer Wednesday at his home in New York. We’ll miss him.

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Hey all.

BBBBRRRRRRR! It got to a blistering and balmy 12 degrees in the Twin Cities today, and it’s only going to get better! Oooh, we’re expecting a high of 15 degrees on Wednesday…can’t wait! Tonight when I got home I turned up the oven to 450 degrees and stood in front of it like a bum would in front of a flaming 55 gallon garbage can in some New York City alley. I was warm and toasty…for a minute. It’s freezing in my apartment! i am gonna have to go get a 3M Window Insulator kit this week. Stopping at KMart on the way home is gonna be a drag, but it’ll pay off soon. Living in Minnesota is sort of like living in Siberia, only the people are nicer. Most of them, anyway.

This week is my last week at my full time job, since I am planning on attending college this spring. Rent and utilities are going to be a bitch if I can only work part time so now I am just pumping up my hours at the PT job and roommate-hunting. Such fun. Wanna live with me? I don’t have any pets, I’ve got cable, and a pullout sofa bed, so you’re all set. I DO snore though. People tell me it’s kind of a whimper/snort/wheeze combination. Dang. That’s gonna cost me a few prospects.

In the midst of all these reality bites, I have actually contemplated telecommuting. That’s right, working from home, just me and my ISP connection. One thing was clear to me, as I surfed along looking at job listing after job listing, and that was the fact that hey! I don’t have to look for a real job, I could simply go running to join the rest of the gang at About.com and be a guide, complete with my own page about the best sushi bars in Knoxville, or proclaim to be an expert on battlebots or even pedicures…I even get my own little doofy picture up in the corner! Right now some of the topics available seem exciting, but not exactly something I could tell folks I was a connoisseur of, like say, -4wheel drive/SUVs-Atlanta, GA-Banking: Canada-Curling-Current Events: India-Dairy Foods (Industry)-Hepatitis-Home Electronics in the U.K.-Jehovah’s Witnesses-Laboratory Supplies/Devices (Industry)-Memphis, TN-Men’s Health

Hey, guys! Is it THAT BAD finding a decent gal pal these days?
Apparently the people at realdoll.com think so. For ONLY $5,749.00, you too can have the girl of your dreams. “always ready & available … provides stress-free companionship.” and claims to be affordable–“less inexpensive than most alternatives” (what KIND of alternatives?!) are the company’s many self-praises. Well, guys, I’m a CHEAP date! Just last night I was completely contented just sitting on the couch with a bag of microwave popcorn and a re-run of some show on the history channel, for pete’s sake. Plus I’m cute, bubbly, have a brain, nice boobs, clear skin, big brown eyes and hell…I’m fun to be around, dammit!
[credit for my attention to the above goes to killyourtv.com -b]

Moving on–Here’s something to cheer up er, some people:
Success at any age:At age 4, success is…… not peeing your pants.At age 12, success is…… having friends.At age 20, success is…… having sex.At age 35, success is…… making good money.At age 60, success is…… having sex.At age 70, success is…… having friends.At age 80, success is…… not peeing your pants.

you’ve got crapstarting today, I will be taking the trash out. whatever dumb shit people send me in my email (spam, free this-N-thats), will get spread across the page, on a hopefully regular basis. enjoy.

Calling all trailer park-dwelling single moms: here’s your very own guide to making double-sure that guy you picked up at the bar the other night isn’t a crook: http://www.casebreakers.com gets you quick access to criminal records online, including:
-county and state criminal records-warrant searches

-state and federal prision searches

It’s fairly cheap, too, provided you skip out on a couple Sunday night bingos and the occasional bottle of Wild Turkey…

DYING to have the latest book by Rosie O’Donnell?
sure…aren’t we ALL?! well, if you fill out a questionaire, these guys will GIVE you one, for free. Like I’d pay for it!

Hold me, Sniff me, kiss me, thrill me, kill me
At http://www.thisproductworks.com, (which by the way, I think is the lamest domain name EVER for a commercial site) they are featuring Androstenone, a product supposedly guaranteed to attract the opposite sex. If nothing else, read the goofy testimonials. Here’s snippets of some:

-“This guy will get you chics!!!!!! He ROCKS! VERY GREAT PRODUCT! IT ACTUALLY WORKS! A+++”

-“Fast delivery, product as advertised. I bought 10 bottles ’cause I ran out already! thanks”

-“PHEROMONE STUFF WORKS!!!! I AM A BABE MAGNET NOW, AND ENJOY GETTING BLONDE CHICS!!!”

[aw, dang! *runs off to walgreens for a bottle of Clairol no. 37* -b]

-“THIS STUFF REALLY WORKS! GIRLS HAVE NO RESISTANCE!”
[oh, really? *makes sign of the cross with fingers* -b]

-“My menstrual cycle was so irregular that it required a serious hormonal treatment. But I could not continue the treatment since the medication damaged my liver and raised blood pressure to a dangerous level. Guess what, my cycle became regular for the first time in years after I started the wearing the pheromones.”
[uMkay, that’s just a little more than I needed to know -b]

Also, in my weekly email from http://intelligentX.com (which is actually a kinda o.k. site for news and entertainment) I got a message that today is Game show host Wink Martindale’s birthday!!!
[hoo. rah. I thought he was dead. This update says he turns 66 -b]

Surprise Clicks!!! (You-Never-Know?)
This Weeks Surprise Click
Last Weeks Surprise Click

^ Oh frig…this thing above is just LAME ^
…like you CAN’T read the link that shows up in your browser’s staus bar! This particular “special deal” came to me from indexman.com, so far my top contender for the lamest of the lame websites.

nuz? what’s nuz? I dunno, whatsnuz with you?

17 Executed in U.S. for Juvenile Crimes

NEW YORK (AP) – Total of 17 men executed in U.S. for crimes committed as juveniles, including four this year, according to the Justice Department.

[how messed up is this world? full story here -b]

Smashing pumpkins bid farewellCHICAGO (AP) – Debuting as a band 13 years ago, The Pumpkins bid farewell to their fans with four-hour collage of songs that have made them one of the most definitive bands of the past decade. The finale at the 1,100-person capacity Metro on Chicago’s North Side was one of the hottest tickets of the year…

[awww…buh byee Pumpkins! full story here -b]

Source: PepsiCo to buy Quaker OatsNEW YORK (AP) – PepsiCo Inc. has agreed to pay $13.4 billion in stock to acquire Quaker Oats Co., the maker of Gatorade and Major cereals, a source familiar with the negotiations said.

[great, now I hope Cap’n Crunch can replace the Pepsi girl on those damned TV commercials! full story here -b]

Harvard, Stanford to Enroll in E-LearningThe universities say they will jointly offer nondegree business courses on the Web, a move that likely will do for online education what Plato did for the Academy.

[dang, I was hoping to get a go for the online degree! full story here -b]

fun, fun, fun, for everyone
From old monuments to odd statues and landmarks, http://roadsideamerica.com is the roadtripper’s smorgasboard of eyecandy. It guides you through highways and byways to every dashboard distraction, some sure to beat out every strange thing you could ever conjure up from your memory as a kid going on family car trips. One thing I saw of note: a big boy convoy, of all things! Also, check out their site of the week.

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britney spears nude

go here

I’m sure that got your attention…I am still up but now I’m going to bed soon. just thought I’d post a couple more ditties for all to enjoy:

catch celebrity diaries online

You deserve a beak today
I know, I know, I know…everyone and their grandmother’s sister’s nephew’s babysitter has probably already seen this story, but for those of you who haven’t been reading people’s weblogs lately or have been living under a rock, here it is: woman finds chicken head in fast food meal

 12/02/2000
11:17pm early to bed, my ass. I don’t feel so good just now. nothing new, though. I have been feeling crappy off and on, all day.

I put up a table that lists my fave weblogs. it monitors them for me, too. figuring out just exactly where to place the javascript, however, was another issue. for some reason it was hard to decide, but once I got it in I was pretty pleased, whoo hoo! probably the highlight of my day, and that’s the truth

egads!–the new SNL season sucks, hardcore. Why can’t Will Farrell fall off the face of the earth, already?! I miss Phil Hartman and lots of other people. Tracy Morgan is probably the only one on there this year that I like. I must be bored out of my skull right now if the best thing I can think of to talk about is SNL. shit.

I’m kinda pissed off tonight because people make me mad. sometimes my family makes me mad, too. I wonder where some people think they get off in this world, by getting away without returning simple things like affection or kindness and showing gratitude. is it just me, or are these things uncommon these days? hmmm.

8:57pm oh jesus. I’m back, but only because I needed to wake myself up a little bit. my nephew has blue marker all over his lips now. I should have had him put away the coloring stuff before I put the video tape in, ’cause we were sitting there watching the movie when I dozed off for a sec, to wake up and find him with the marker to his mouth. his mom’s gonna be pretty p-o’ed. haha, he’s kinda funny lookin’ now.

damn, this is funny. someone went searching for ‘street prostitute’ at lycos.com and the results that came up included my site. ha ha.

toodles for now…gonna put the boy to bed and go watch South Park.

7:44pm

such pain. I am bleeding to death.

I enjoy being a girl.

all month long.

early to bed tonight…I need to rest up a bit since I have to work tomorrow.

my nephew is over here, I’m babysitting him for the night. right now we’re coloring with markers then we’re going to watch Walt Disney’s Cinderella videotape. I’ll be back later.

in the meantime, here’s something pretty to look at: http://www.unamerican.com

buhh byee

bj

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let us:
observe what AIDS is doing to this world.
educate ourselves and those around us.
remember those we have lost.
and respect all those we live among that are affected somehow with AIDS/HIV.

Today is World AIDS Day

So I have no personal entry.

I am using this day to observe all the important things about AIDS/HIV that we all take for granted. To keep educating myself on how important an issue this is. How close to home it needs to come to all of us, no matter how far away we really THINK it is. I ask that you do the same, in remembrance of ALL those we have lost, all around the world:

black and white
male and female American, Latin, Mexican, Cuban, European, Asian.

gay and straight

friends and lovers, mothers and fathers sisters and brothers, sons and daughters

HUMANS.

fellow children of God.

people you knew and loved…

through this epidemic, ALONE.

Thank you for your time and for respecting my thoughts today. Please take a moment to visit one of the links below, to support AIDS/HIV causes or to learn more and help others learn as well. World AIDS Day is having its 13th Anniversary this year and the theme is “AIDS: Men Make A Difference”

I’ll be back tomorrow.

http://www.worldaidsday.org – Official site of World AIDS Day

http://www.bradlands.com/dww – A Day Without Weblogs

http://www.actis.org – AIDS Clinical Trials Information Service (ACTIS)- privately and federally funded clinical trials for persons with AIDS/HIV Infection

http://planetq.com/aidsvl – The World-Wide Web Virtual Library: A comprehensive directory of conferences and symposia, health care topics, statistical reports, organizations and periodicals related to AIDS and HIV.

http://www.aidskids.org – Services for children infected and affected by AIDS. Kids can chat online and get support, and adults can read about becoming an adoptive parent.

www.avert.org
News about World AIDS Day and links to resources, for people in need of help and those wanting to help.

www.pedrozamora.org
Non-profit named for the late MTV Real World: San Francisco cast member who lived day to day striving to raise AIDS awareness and education. Read a profile of Pedro and his legacy. …please don’t forget to

observe. educate. remember. respect.

–

note: my creating this page would not have been possible without thanking the following people:

the brad, for inspiring all us bloggers to do DWW this year.

Mom, for instilling in me: love and respect for ALL others and helping me to have an open, unbiased, life-loving heart and mind.

Pedro, for making America fall in love with you, and Sean, for making the two of you into our favorite male couple since Jack Lemmon and Walter Matthau.

and too, too many others

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I doooon’t wanna work! I just wanna bang on de drum all day… Happiness is ___________. (fill in the blank here) Sometimes I wonder about people… Just something I’ve been thinking about for awhile, that’s all. Do you find yourself wondering the same thing? I mean, we’re all here for one thing and that is to live and prosper and be happy, right? But I have DAYS, you know, where I feel like “What is there for me to be happy about?” I mean, I find that alot of people in this world seem happy but after all is said and done, and they go home each night, these people are the ones who call their relatives or go to www.soandso.com and go into the bulletin boards and newsgroups and bitch and moan and bawl about their personal problems. First sunshine, then rain. Who are they kidding? I for one, would like to know. How is this possible? Or even healthy? I don’t take this approach or condone it. I mean, let’s say that I’m in this mood where I’m not exactly counting my blessings and feeling like ‘it’s all good’, right? But on the other hand, I’m not excactly bitter for any specific reason. In this case, you would NOT see me smiling all day to beat the band when I’m not happy, but I also don’t bite everyone’s heads off if I ain’t. So how do you find a balance? I just try to remain calm and nonchalant whenever possible.

I don’t know. Maybe I’m not making any sense here. Maybe I should get back to work.

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Seems like just yesterday I started my job. Now I look back and I see that it’s been two years and too long. I’ve been saying these things to myself for awhile now but last Thursday I had resolved that no matter what (well, almost) I would get a different job. I’ve had only two interviews and have been to three temporary work agencies. Until I find something suitable, I’ll tempwork in the meantime and see what else breaks through.
On a lighter, furrier note: Tonight I had a mouse in the house! Just what I need…even spiders give me the willies, so you can imagine I was a bit stirred up, to say the very least. My sister and I were sitting and chatting at my desk, she was in the middle of typing out an email to a friend an that’s when she flinched. I saw her look to her left very quickly and then she turned her head back forward and made a quick little facial expression like she saw a ghost. I grabbed her arm and demanded to know if she had seen something and she casually denied it (afterward, she admits she only said so because she didn’t want me to think she was flippin’ out) and then I said “Is it a mouse?” to which she said “No, it’s nothing”. She changed her mind not two seconds later because there he was, just a baby, looking up at us and chewing on something. I let out a couple of ‘eek’ sounds and we left pretty quickly in search of her hubby. HE’D get it for us! Little did we expect him to be sitting on the couch in his skivees, watching a tape of Thursday’s WWF show. Reluctant, I managed to crawl back home and call the caretaker, who was over a few minutes later and was plenty eager to catch the dirty varmit. And so he did. Now I can rest.

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Tonite I am finally able to relax. Although there is so much bad stuff going on with people in my life I do feel a bit guilty about coming home and just chillin’. I’m gonna unload Thursday night on ya ’cause after my update I went and watched ER, even though I hardly ever watch that show, I just did. It had me bawling when the little girls’ mother died. Big deal. People die on that show every week, don’t they? Then I called Shan’s house to find out how her hospital visit the other night went. She wasn’t home. Her brother’s fiancee answered the phone and told me that she was in the hospital again and wasn’t going to tell me why. When I told her that my sister and I were the ones who brought her in on Wednesday night for the back pains, she thought about it for a second, and then said that Shan was in the hospital for something else. She had a nervous breakdown and was going to be there for awhile. I told her thank you and hung up. A breakdown? Surprised? You bet. But she had good reason, I’m sure! This girl has been dealt a shitty hand, let me tell you. I can’t even go into details right now about her if you don’t already know. I was very upset at learning this. I didn’t know what to do or how to feel. I think now that mostly I was sad and confused, to say the least. Then after that, I talked to my mom. She said she had to go to a funeral for a man who was kind of young to have died of lung cancer, which is what my grandmother is dying of. She’s got maybe until July, so the doctors say, which brings me to recap the weekend.
On Friday I went down to Waterville, Minn., to my parent’s travel trailer they’ve got set up at a summer resort . Stayed there Friday and Saturday all day and it was a bit chillier than normal. I did get to visit alot with my folks and their friends that were there for the weekend. Then on Sunday morning, we went up to visit Grandma and my aunt and uncle, who planned for our surprise visit and lunch for Mother’s Day. From the last few times I visited Grandma, I have to say that she looks fabulous and I don’t believe it when they tell me she’s not going to be around much longer. All this talk about death and cancer and whatnot has got me sad lately and I don’t know what to think. On a different subject, I know that I’m staying at my current job for now, but I’m keeping my options open. There is a position available at a bank downtown and I’ve got an interview on Friday with the VP. She seems nice and I’ve been told by an insider (who is also a friend) that it is a pleasant place to work and I know there will be more money (what could that hurt?) so I am hoping to get it, just for a change of scenery. I’ll let you know more later. Tomorrow I’m having friends over for a birthday dinner and then Thursday I need to go shopping and visit with my sis, it’s been awhile.

Well it’s getting late once again and I’ve got to get to bed but I’ll be back later.

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The kitties next door are in love with me. They can see me from their perch and follow me with their heads as I move from one room to another in my apartment…it is so endearing. They’re windowsill hunters, too. They sit and watch all the birds and squirrels and bugs with such a fierce interest that they almost seem like they’re gonna go after one. hello old friend…it’s been awhile On Wednesday night I went with a friend to dinner at the Chart House restaurant in Lakeville since she had an extra seat available. Very good chicken. Pretty good salad. Unfortunately, it meant I didn’t get home until late because we had to stop at her parents’ house for something. Man, I haven’t been HOME enough ALL WEEK and it’s only gonna be worse ’cause I am going out of town all this weekend and won’t be home ’til Sunday. To top that off, I had my alarm clock set incorrectly and kept waking up later than usual and had no time for a shower two days in a row. Gross, I know, but whaddya gonna do? (I’m making a mental note right now to pack a bar of soap, some shampoo and a towel to leave in my desk at work, since there’s showers in the basement at the office building for people who jog or bike to work). This week, Monday night I had to go run errands and didn’t get home until late and then Tuesday night I went to Shan’s house. Turns out that she had to go into the hospital for back pains. After her car accident this winter, the doc had to runs some tests and that included a CAT scan and a spinal tap, one side effect being terrible back pain afterward. Let me tell you that you NEVER want to have one of those done. When I was nine, I was in the hospital for a week with a bout of near meningitis and I had to endure one of those and had pain for days afterward. The kind of pain you don’t forget. Anyway I like to AT LEAST get online to update my journal and read my email so you can imagine how geeked I was tonite to finally sit down and surf for an hour or so. bug soup: One night that I WAS home though, for a little while at least, was Tuesday. I did get home kind of early for dinner at least. It was 8:30 and I decided to make spaghetti. I put on a pot of water to boil and figured it had been awhile since I changed the bulb in the range hood above the stove. Well you know there is a white plastic guard over the light bulb there on most of those? I knew it was there but I always could reach the bulb underneath. All the other times, I never moved the guard and always just changed the bulb. Well that night I saw that there was a small place where the guard could be disconnected and hang from a little hinge. I grabbed the guard and pulled it from the slot and let the guard drop so that I could change the bulb. It was cool, ’cause I always thought that the way I always used to do it was kinda hard. When I was done I snapped the guard back into place and went about my business. It wasn’t long before I saw the tiny old, dried up carcasses of a few small dead flies and gnats floating at the top of the almost boiling water in my beloved clean pot! I guess they had been lying in that damned lightbulb guard I never flipped back before, ISH! Ohmygosh, I never scrubbed a pot as hard or for as long! Did I tell you about my adventure at the public library? Yeah, well that was the night I went to dinner with my friend Cheryl after work. Well, I get off around five and she had some stuff to finish up and was staying at her job until six so that left me with an hour to kill downtown. I figured since I already had two books checked out. I just finished one, and hadn’t started the other one yet but it was a hard find so since they were due soon I was gonna go renew them, and perhaps update my journal on the web in their computer lab. Since I haven’t been to this branch in about three years, I was unaware of their new hours. Turned out the were about to close and I all but got roughed up when I waltzed in the door to hang out and check out the computer lab. The LIBRARY! of all places! The security guard was right inside the door and informed me that they were closing in five minutes. me: “Five minutes? Jeez…I haven’t been here in awhile. Darn. I wanted to hang out a little. You guys used to be open until six. I had no idea. Mister Security Guard: “Yes, we close at five-thirty.” “Oh, okay, well can I at least go in and renew these books?” says I. Mister Security Guard: “Sure. Hey, you could have done that over the phone, you know.” me: “Yeah, I know, I’ve done it before but like I said I didn’t know about the hours being different and I planned on staying for a while.” Mister Security Guard: “Yeah, you can do that now. Just call the main number and ask.” me: “I know. Like I said, I hadn’t been here in awhile.” The woman at the book return and checkout counter hears us talking, and I’m sure she’s heard our conversation. She looks just like Marian the Librarian from Music Man, only with an attitude and somewhat more of a 90’s hairdo and attire. I have to supress a giggle. I ask her from where the guard and I are standing if she can renew the books for me. Marian Librarian: “Alright, just step right over here and I can help you.” me: “Here’s my card, I know they’re not due until the 22nd but I figured since I was coming by already…” Marian: “Yes, well do you use the renewal over the phone option? You could have just done that, you know.” me: “Yes, but I was just over there telling you guys that I was unaware of the closing time tonight.” Marian: “Oh. You were? Well. Fine. (all snotty like)” Good Lord. I wanted badly to pound her face in, but I kept myself in check. She knew, AND she heard me. She just wanted to take her shitty day out on ME. Well I ain’t havin’ it. Bitch.

Well it’s getting late so I’ll git goin and see if I can manage one more day this week. I’ll be back next week with more…

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Cinco de Mayo Tonight after some dinner and an episode of “Providence” (*don’t ask my why I watched it…I don’t even like it that much), I move with my book to the frontmost part of the livingroom, (which I call the ‘front porch’, probably because it used to be one) and read for what seems to be a long time. It is an unusually humid and warm night for this time of year which makes me only wonder with dread what July will bring. I detest hot, sticky weather and am determined that when I can afford to, I will eventually live someplace where it never gets warmer than 70 and so far I like the idea of cool, grey London, rainy Seattle and San Francisco, with it’s cool bay winds, although I know San Fran can get warm too. I have been to the latter (it was in May about ten years ago) but have never visited the other two. Anyway, the whole rest of the house is very warm and still and so there I sit, gradually becoming aware of feeling a little sweaty, and of how dark it is getting, since I keep tilting my book more toward the fading light. Later tonite I’m supposedly going to meet up with Cheryl, and her friend Tiesha and we don’t exactly have any plans, or money, for that matter, and it’s not really for sure whether we’re getting together but she said she’d call around 7-ish. Well it’s way past ish now and I got up from my book perch to step outside where I hope to cool off a bit. I saunter out onto the atrium, barefoot, armed with my cordless phone and I fight with a light wind out of nowhere, to light a cigarette. I smoke for a few minutes but I don’t stay for long because soon I am afraid someone will lock the front door on me before I can come back in. I go back in and read some more of my Laurie Fox novel, of which I can’t seem to get enough. I am now hell-bound to get my hands on and read everything of hers if it kills me. I am inspired by her characters, although they are based people from her real life, I am in love with them and their plights. Is plights a word? I don’t know. My God, I just now notice all the traffic and wonder where the hell it is coming from but then I realize that I am very near the ‘West Suh-IIDE’, where, as you may or may not know, many of St. Paul’s Mexican-Americans reside, who, I’m sure are all out galavanting and whoo hoo-ing, full of cerveza and bad intentions. Perhaps if my plans fall through, I will ride the bus down there and see what kind of trouble I can get into. Haha…I kill me. As IF. Like I’m some kind of puta on a mission. Damn. I don’t have much else to share tonite but perhaps I will en la manana. I suppose I’d better get offline now, before Cheryl pulls up (I hope) and tosses a brick into my window w/a note attached that says ‘get OFFLINE!’ Stranger things have happened.

“..and it’s too late baby, now its too late/though we really did try to make it/something inside has died/and I can’t hide and I can’t fake it” -Carole King

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Already sunday night….I hate that.

Hey, one of my icq pals just told me Robert Downey, Jr. was arrested again…damn him. Had I met him a decade ago, this never woulda happened. Yes I’m THAT good. I can rehabilitate anyone and anything. I grow on people. I have ways of changing their lives. I taught Tony Robbins all he knows, man…

Just updated my wish list. I’m sure you’re all running to your wallets right now! BUM RUSH!

Good golly it’s late already… I’m probably going to go to bed early.

nite nite

3:32pm I missed the bus.

Oh well. guess I’ll be late for work today.

I am pretty close to just calling in. haven’t decided on that quite yet. I DO need to eat something yet today, however, which will make me even later, should I decide to go to work. coffee was of highest priority this morning and then I got a bit distracted doing other things. back later, taters

4:48pm

Guess what? I didn’t go to work. are you surprised? instead I decided to eat something and surf some more, a thing I’m very good at. I could sit here and read stuff all day. today was very productive in this respect since I visited alot of noteworthy sites:

Laughing:

spike’s sandbox is worth looking at.

Also go look at ++diarrheah britannica++. it’s like buttah, baby.

Listening & looking

check out my girl krys’s musicblog. we both have bad (we think it’s good) taste in music so if you don’t like it, TOO BAD!

Learning

I have been fiddling around with Flash. hope I can master it, so’s I can keep up with the Joneses of the web design world and mostly ’cause it’s fun.

Searching

octopus is a fun and easy to use tool that works on multiple browsers. I found some goofy search results when I entered my name! anyway, try it out and never go to one search engine site again.

Writers/bloggers/diarists, unite!

go get your post on in the bulletin board at Diarist.net, dammit! I’m there as Bbojojo. say ‘hi’ when you see me, or something.

This is kinda fun…index your weblog according to your’s or your weblog’s overall personality type. perhaps yet another good way to find other people like you. look here for more on where to index yours.

Haha. I’m not a self-proclaimed writer but I find myself writing shit all the time. today, someone who knows this but decided I was special enough (awww, how sweet) just invited me to join theTypewriters.com. I dunno much about it, hafta go visit it yet. I’ll keep you posted on it though.

By the way

I hate writing code. I dream it, type it, and find I have to use it regularly. however, when it comes to ASP and XML/javaScript, I find I have a bit of difficulty. Today a 16-yr old was teasing me about it, so now I have to master it to prove that I can! Right now I’m looking to create an ASP based script to generate a hit counter and site statistics function. This is probably not going to be easy for me to do but I chose this as the first project because I find the demand for this type of function has grown. If anyone out there has any pointers or resources on this topic, let me know and I’ll give you a prize or something. Maybe I’ll put you on my christmas shopping list.

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7:25pm

Go, Go, Go to http://www.davidgagne.net Read all about it. I luv it, I luv it, I luv it. want to spread it on a cracker. just like I told him so.

home for the holiday. yippee. oh, but wait. I gotta upgrade my IE to 5.5. God forbid I crash something or my java doesn’t work JUST RIGHT, while on this oh holy happy one-day sabbatical (yes, I have to work Friday, Saturday AND Sunday). I’m hoping to spread myself really thin and have to end up at Workaholics Anonymous meetings, drinking perrier with a twist and chainsmoking while rubbing elbows with uppitty businesswomen slash Girl Scout leaders slash PTA chair type soccer moms, and dads who engage in brow-beating their kids to overachieve but are at the office 18 hours a day.

but hark! look what I’m faced with when I’m done downloading the upgrade and ready to install!

look at what I get when I go to look for tech support! Bill’s gay-ass ‘oh, hi, I put my pants on one leg at a time, too you know’ page. fuck me.

going to mom’s house now, for the festivities. hoo. rah.

Willard Scott and Katie Couric are going to be way too perky for me, bright and early tomorrow, ’cause I plan on being hung over with a capital ‘H’….it’s just been THAT kind of week. Week? LOL it’s not even over yet. Speaking of drinks…best place to search for cocktail and beverage recipes is here.

I’m out.nite-nite
12:17am

Click on the monkey and WIN!

who gives a shit anymore?

Not me.

the who cares haiku: can’t laugh. hell, can’t smile why even bother at all

it is just useless

bed is where i really want to be. i’ll send a postcard…

toodles

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Made a $250 commissioned sale tonight…only my second one in six days but good enough, for now.

Something old but funny to read.

off to bed!

nite-nite

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Hey there cats & kittens…
happy sunday. vikings won again, whoo hoo!

today it’s been snowing all day here in St. Paul. i just got back from lunching with mom and getting some grocery shopping done. plus I’ve got LOADS of laundry to wash but I’ll be back soon. in the meantime, here is something to show your 13 year old daughters…

later, taters

howdy, folks before I go on and on and on, I just wanna say that it is DRAFTY in this mofer tonight….

*teeth chattering*

got home from job #2 late, as usual. didn’t make any sales, but then again, I can’t sell a plastic baggie to a dude walking his dog in the park. I am never sleepy when I get home and have the tendancy to sit on the phone or surf the net while catching a rebroadcast of the Daily Show so’s I can keep up with the news and whatnot.

things to ponder:

Bill Shatner spouting lyrics to cheesy long-forgotten Dionne Warwick songs in a lounge singer style manner, with a unwittingly pitied house band behind him, does not a good tv commerical make. if I see another one i WILL hurl. This is just as obnoxious, if not more, than the one with the kid who burps the alphabet, for god knows what product/service they are advertising. I have forgotten already.

also, what’s happened to customer service? do not, I repeat, do NOT go to Qwest.com if you are considering switching phone companies or DSL providers. if there is a prize for a marathon RUN-A-ROUND, these people won it. In a time span of seven minutes I went from dialing the phone to LOST in the GD woods.

Initially I was greeted by the usual BS automated menu system, at which I was given several prompts, none of which really suited my call. This is where you have to decide just WHICH messed up department you need to speak to, depending on the nature of your call. You always think, “…well no, I should really press ‘4’ because I want to get a credit on my account since I never use this, but then again, I need to go to ‘8’ because I returned the equipment and need to get credit for that also.” So while you’re thinking these things you are like, “Well I don’t want to get the wrong department and get a pissed off person and then really get screwed…” so you just pick one. Three minutes later you get a LIVE PERSON *gasp!* who gives you a different 800 number to call. You’re almost gracious and are lead into believing you have gotten ‘the HOOK UP’ or something, LOL. After speaking with *gasp!* anothe LIVE PERSON, you are then given anothe phone number, which is totally different but you think, “well, they know what they are doing, right?” Some couple minutes later you find you have called 4 different phone numbers, 2 of which are the same, and you are somehow BACK to the main number you called in the first place. ARRRGGGGGHHHH! Smoke break! Do you scream or just cry? I nearly did both. Finally I was put through to the right person and had my problem solved. Or so I thought. They had billed me for DSL I don’t even use. They said they’d adjust my account and note it in the system. Today I get a disconnection notice. Go friggin’ figure.

did you know that N’Sync is STILL the #1 most searched-for item in the category of ‘music’ in the internet search engines? True. Saw it at mamma.com.

Last, but certainly NOT least, the BIGGEST thing to ponder remains: Who the HELL let the dogs out??!!!

noteworthy (or not) sites I caught tonight:

Cartoon Chicks I Wanna Nail I read everything on this site and all I can say is M-kay. Whatever floats your boat, I guess.

quoteland.com will fulfill your every quotation need, from Mae West to Woody Allen to Willie Shakespeare. Knock thyself out, knave.

We’re Hosed This guy’s actually kinda funny but his recipes are the best thing on the site, IMHO*

badassmofo.com has all your latest news about bad ass mo fo’s, I guess…funny stuff anyway. Something to read while freezing to death over here.

And then there’s killyourtv.com, which lately features nuttin’ but people pissing and moaning about the election, but give it a couple days…still something else to read. a bit of fun.

Of course anyone who’s a fan of South Park has been to Mr. Hat’s Hellhole but just in case you haven’t yet, here it is. Screw you guys, I’m going to bed.

nitey nite.

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my mood earlier this evening allowed me to be uninhibited enough to post this. I took the pics a couple nights ago, to test the lighting in my office since I got a different lamp in here. hey! chapstick weather is just around the corner. these will be reminders of how nice my lips CAN be. btw: these are au naturel…I don’t DO makeup unless I’ve got a damned good reason.

got so much going on right now, but I’ll be sure to update later.

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WILD THING

you make my heart SING

You make EVERrrr-thaang

grooooovvvvy

where did that come from?

*looks around the room*

my life sucks. I need a new one

maybe these guys will buy me one.

anybody got any offers?

I’ve already checked the junk mail and the classifieds.

I think I just need somebody to love.

*gasp*

oh NO. did I say that? wtf is wrong with me?

tune in tomorrow for the next exciting episode, my heart will be guest-starring.

PS: this is utterly, repugnantly repulsive

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Kind of a crazy weekend!
more about that later.

I gotta get me one of these!

hey, check this out: http://www.wiggeroftheweek.com & http://www.bonkeyoftheweek.com how sad is this, I ask?

How to Hide The Fact That You’re Mr. T From Your Co-workers is a link I saw at http://www.wannabegirl.org, so I do not take credit in finding it. Nonetheless it’s entertaining.

well hell, as much as I’d like to sit here and post more fun and games, I really need to get to bed.

nite nite

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7:11pm it is cold here in my apartment.

I’m pissed ’cause I asked the landlord to look into it on thursday. crap.

I need to go to the store and get cigarettes.

not that this people needs any more hits or anything, but go check this out http://iam.bmezine.com

It’s pretty interesting, to say the least

back later buhh byee

4:00pm

boo!

hey guess what…it’s a little after 3pm and I have only been up for a while. I went to bed about 3:30am last night and slept IN….like you wouldn’t believe. my eyes fluttered open this morning and I looked at my alarm clock. 7:22am. SHIT! that’s the time my bus arrives to take me to work. crap crap crap. I must’ve sworn about a dozen times, peeled my clothes off and all but ran to the bathroom so I could get in the shower. late is okay, I’ll just call in and tell the guys at the office that I overslept. in the bathroom, I sat there for a second and wiped the sleep out of my eyes and then it occured to me…it’s saturday, WHOO HOO!!!!!!!! back to bed, with a capital B. ahhh…it don’t get no betta den dat.

Then the weirdest dream came to me as I lay there and slept the morning and the early afternoon away. it was very bizarre. I was taken back to a time before my own, sometime back in the 1930’s. I was in some sort of museum, it was very gray and old and I dunno, kind of like a morbid feel to the whole place, as though I were at some sort of old Polish Holocaust museum. like I said, it was very bizarre. in the dream I was being ushered around this strange place. I cannot recall any of the scenes up until the room I describe below. I also cannot place who it was that was guiding me, nor the words they said. unlike what happened in real life, in my dream I am told that my grandfather’s parents, at the time when they were young adults, were in two separate car accidents, both occuring the same day, and all their belongings were put into this room sized glass case. it was made to resemble an apartment they shared (I don’t this was the case in real life). the glass case ‘room’ was separated into two distinct sides, not necessarily divided rooms, though. one side was supposed to represent my grandfather’s mother’s side and the other, his father’s. here is the most strange thing of all that stuck out in the dream: among all their belongings, in the front-most part of the display case (room) were two gurneys, one on each side of the room. on the left gurney, wrapped in a wool blanket, not unlike those gray, itchy, standard army issue style ones, was the dead body of a woman, supposedly my grandfather’s mother. her body looked like it was retreived from the accident scene only moments or hours before, and there were no obvious signs of broken bones, no disfigurement, not even a scratch on her face. on the right gurney wrapped in the same kind of blanket, was the body of a man who I guess was supposed to be my grandfather’s father, his body bent out of shape from a car wreck, and most of his face missing. all I remember after that was that somehow I was allowed into the case, where I inspected their belongings with the curiousity of a snoop. I read handwritten notes, sifted through junk in a dresser drawer, touched their clothing and shoes. saw old toiletries and personal things. at one time I remember picking up a can and I shook out some ladies’ perfurmed talcum powder into my palm and put it on my neck. that was when I woke up around 1pm and to this moment it is all very vivid in my mind. bizarre!

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election day.

cold rainy icky day. survived it though.

went and did my civic duty. lah-di-frickin’ dah.

go see this cool free stuff site: http://slimgirl.kinktastic.nu

back later, taters…

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Hey there, hi there, ho there.

Well today it is as rainy as ever. this morning I woke up at 7 and got ready to go out and my friend and I went to the post office ’cause they had a job ad posted in the paper for holiday work. when we got there they said there was no such thing. what a waste of my morning.

Last night we left the gym and had dinner. she makes good meatloaf. we rented ‘Being John Malkovich” and I enjoyed it quite a bit. I’ll have to get myself a copy for the tape collection. I need to see the end again because it was a bit confusing.

Well I’ve got to run back out into the rain again because I have an appointment at 1pm in downtown minneapolis and if I don’t hurry I’ll be late.

Back later.

10:23 pm

okay, I lied. I have ONE animated graphic on my site. But who could resist my lil Mario, dancin’?!

gosh, I guess I’m a little bit more chipper tonight than I was earlier. I’m sure it took a couple hours for me to thaw out. you didn’t wanna mess with me earlier. even though I took the day off I found it was very hard to relax today. after I went back out this morning around 11:30 I got very wet and cold and couldn’t get it out of my system until after dinner tonite. I went out to another temp agency (I should be the temp agency poster child, for chrissakes) and did all their friggin’ paper work, testing and whatnot and then missed my bus.

so all day I was nasty to anyone who got in my way. It’s kinda weird how little things can change your mood for the rest of the day. good thing I’m feeling better now. anyway this possible position I’m checking into at this agency is for some admin asst. work at a prestigious post secondary educational institution in downtown Minneapolis and I’m far too excited. I know I need to squelch that because I’ve been there and done that before, only to be let down. shit hurts I guess. gotta pick my ass up, brush it off and start anew. whatever.

even though it’s late I am nowhere near tired and I would like to skip out on job du jour tomorrow. it ain’t happenin’, so I’m gonna hafta get myself ready for bed and face the music. yummy. I can’t wait for dessert.

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today I am beat. last night a girl I work with and I decided to go out for drinks and see what else we could get into and we didn’t get home until 4am. I woke up around 9am to tell her she had better get ready to go home ’cause she had to go to church. I only got about 4 hours sleep. that’s when you start to feel your age. sheesh.

Radio free virgin player sucks, for the most part, and although the track assortment is aplenty, and the sound is cd-quality, the interruptions due to connection buffering seems non-stop so the playback is not that pleasant.

hey, when you were kids, have any of you ever seen this film back in school? I remember it fondly and I want a copy (it’s out of print right now).

well I’m about to go pack a bag. going to go to the gym w/Cheir and have dinner. I’m off work tomorrow so I’ll probably stay overnight.

PS – I had a sexual dream about another female the other night….what the hell is that about?

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Uff da.

It was after nine when I got home tonight. I had been out since 6:30 this morning and was ON all day. Sometimes I get tired of being ON all day. Sometimes I just wanna go home and sit on the couch and scratch my butt in front of MTV.

So tonite after working nine hours I have to take a side trip out to Minneapolis for a PT job interview. Late getting there. Met with Joe. W. Corporate. Met with Miss Mary So-and-So. Got lost leaving interview. Walked 6 blocks to assumed bus stop. No posted sign. Kept walking. Maybe they moved it. Walked total of ten blocks out of way to new bus stop (detoured due to construction). Wasted 25 minutes–easy, waiting for bus to St. Paul. Got very very windblown. Got bored. Got tired. One can only shift into so many different positions while standing, waiting for a bus. Came to conclusion that riding the bus in Minneapolis is like Christmas. It comes once a year. Got to downtown St. Paul in the rain. Waited for bus number 2 in cold glass shelter, poring through City Pages for more job opportunity, simultaneously trying to avoid the personals and ‘massage’ service ads (they’re in the back but so are the classifieds and one can easily run smack into them) which are so sleazy that even they would shock a Lake Street prostitute. Got off at mini mart, formerly owned by sister’s best friend’s uncle’s second wife, now owned by two very sexy but very stupid and shady young Lebanese men. Bought pizza, carton of milk, loaf of bread. Walked home. Was assaulted by overabundance of mail (crap) practically falling out of box. Threw new crap onto table, on top of 6 days’ worth of previously received crap. Put pizza in oven. Picked up phone and checked voicemail. Skipped 4 messages (crap) and ignored older crap still sitting there waiting to be deleted. Hung up. Sat down at table. Looked through crap. Burnt pizza. Picked off some of the pepperoni off the top and ate it. Threw the rest away. Pondered what to do next. Looked through college course guide and junkmail and bills. Almost did the dishes. Almost got a pen to write down the college info. Went into the livingroom, sat down on couch and proceeded to scratch my butt in front of MTV.

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you remember me mentioning the twenty-something guy in my building that no one ever sees hide nor hair of?? well I saw him down in the basement tonight, just as I was getting into the laundry room, he was leaving. I doubt he saw me, so it was nearly impossible to utter a ‘hello’ to him unless I walked out of my way to bump into him. I had to wash three huge loads of clothes tonight, always one of colors, one of darks, and one of whites. Lucky for me, I was able to do all the sorting, loading, and running back and forth to change loads between commercials while watching t.v. tonight. I DID watch NBC’s coverage of Golden Globes, and pre-show. I don’t ordinarily care for this type of ‘entertainment’ but I insist on keeping abreast of this sort of stuff. I was not surprised at all to see HBO’s The Sopranos get the award for best drama, nor was I shocked to see that American Beauty got Best Picture in the Drama category. I have heard nothing but good things about both of these from people I know who have good taste in movies and t.v. and was so glad to see Denzel Washington win for his potrayal of Rubin Carter in The Hurricane that I whooped out loud. I did, I did. I guess I just love me some Denzel. this book I picked up from the library is slow going. I don’t know why. The story is hard to follow. I like the stories and flashbacks but it’s not really gripping me enough to the point where I can keep track of all the characters and whatnot. Maybe it’s not as great a book as I had hoped. I did, after all, pick it up at a discount store. maybe it’s just me. more than likely, it’s the latter. sometimes I just don’t give books the chance they deserve. Like years ago, I gave up reading Tom Clancy’s The Hunt For Red October (which people say was a great book) because there was just too much submarine terminology and military references that baffled me, I couldn’t understand how laymen could even keep up. If there is a story to be told, I would prefer the author just gets down to business and tell it. I am less likely to dismiss a book because it’s not ‘believeable enough’ to read, like so many people who stop reading it or get disappointed because they know for a fact that the safety door on a military submarine is blue and is located at the rear, not the front of the sub. I can and DO appreciate the author who does her research and gets enough info or else has EXPERIENCED the story, in order to let the reader know about where the story takes place but I am way more interested in the story and the characters than I am of their geographical and material surroundings. anyway!

is a list of the supposed ‘100 Worst Songs of All Time’ (that were on the music charts). well I suppose SOME of those, I could’ve done without, but there are alot of songs on there that I happen to like!! does that mean I have bad taste or perhaps that I just like to reminisce a little?? some people.
well, I have lots more to talk about but alas, my eyelids are getting heavy and I really shant delay my beauty sleep any further or I’ll turn into a monster by morning.

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Everyone knows I like to observe people, and imagine my delight when I moved this summer to a different town, and into a turn-of-the century (20th) apartment building chock full of very DIFFERENT people. The lady downstairs vacuums every day, I dunno if she’s got a big dog or what…there’s always weird cooking smells at dinner time and she didn’t take her Christmas wreath down from her door until today. The guy next door to me is always clearing his throat and then hums as if he’s checking to see if his voice is raspy or something, and very loudly, too. I hadn’t had him figured out until just the other day. He is either very forgetful or suffers from a slight obsessive-compulsive disorder, & I think this is so because once he’s ready for work every day (which I think he gets ready very early, when I’m still sleeping), it takes him 40 minutes to get out the door in the morning. He goes out and scrapes the snow off his car (which most Minnesotans do in the wintertime, so I have dismissed this–it’s normal), then he goes back upstairs, where he makes a whole lot of rattling noises and more throat-clearing. He comes out into the hall with his coat, hat, briefcase and his cooler, I think one of those Igloo Playmate ones, puts them down on the floor in the hallway and then goes back inside to fuss around some more. This is all going on from the time I get out of bed at 6:30 until the time I am out of the shower at 6:45, and the only reason I know about all this going on is because this building’s walls aren’t very thick and in the a.m. it’s very still and quiet around here except for him. By 7:10 I am dressed, the coffee is made, my hair blow-dried and I’m getting my shoes on when I hear him still checking things around his apartment. I know this because he goes out the door about 5 or 6 times muttering to himself to check the lights again, check etc., etc., and finally he gets his coat and hat on and goes down to start the car. He comes back up to grab his stuff and I hear him tell himself to double check that the space heater is off; etc. I am going out the door a couple minutes later and he is just finalizing everything and is usually coming out behind me. I may be wrong about him, perhaps he is just used to a certain routine in the morning. Nontheless, I find it strange, and sort of amusing. The twenty-something guy w/the receding hairline and entire wardrobe consisting of flannel shirts and sweatpants goes unseen for days and even a week at a time, only known to go out into the world when the weather is nice. Perhaps he’s a writer with either a block or a hot story in his head or his pc and he cannot escape from the bowels of his apartment. Perhaps its none of my business… The guy in the apartment whose windows are right across mine has a variety of home exercise equipment and books in his front room and he goes to bed very early because I once was playing an mp3 on my computer speakers (my computer desk is in my bedroom) and it wasn’t yet 9:00 and he knocked on the one wall that we share (I presume that is his bedroom) and lately I see his lights off early too. I have never seen this person in the laundry room or getting the mail, but he could work evenings or something like that. The lady on the same floor, down two units from me lives with her daughter who’s about fourteen and they are always doing laundry. I have alot of clothing and towels/linens but these people, for just two of them, are REALLY laundry monsters. Then there’s this guy (who I know but have not met yet, he is buddies w/my brother in-law) that lives across the other side of my unit in the adjoining building, is a front man for a band that always plays at a certain local live music hangout (which I’m not naming because that would be rude) and just moved to the complex in November. He has his keyboard in the dining room and is NEVER home unless it is late late late on a weeknight. I think they have nightly gigs at that place ’cause when he is home he’s on the computer or is probably gone to bed.

NOTE: I am by no means, a voyeur or peep freak. I just see these things going on (very easily I might add) and I am simply observing the things I see and sharing them. Also, I understand how people w/obsessive-compulsive disorder live and have to deal w/this, and I am not making fun, so please do not email and tell me what a horrible person you think I am.

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Friday: Just because it’s the last day of the week that I have to work doesn’t mean it’s gonna ba a good one… Saturday: Bye, bye, Miss American Pie I love Saturdays, yes I do! too bad they don’t last too long. Got out of bed late today, because I was up until 3 a.m. editing a site that I maintain for a non-profit organization. I am sooooo bad at javascript. Let me tell you…I’m gonna have to take a course or something. I thought I mastered it last summer on my own by reading up on it, but I proved myself wrong that night. So much technology to master, so little time. Technology doesn’t seem to phaze todays kids, have you noticed? I bet some have never even used a record player or better yet, an eight track or one of those console RCA tv’s without a remote control. Today I wish I was a kid again, playing outside forever, even in the snow, in summers riding my bike, doing things my parents wished I hadn’t, like helping some older kids build tree forts in the woods beyond our backyard. Kids these days have no imagination when it comes to playing. They have all these video games, and the internet. The internet isn’t meant for kids, anyway, I think. We had such fun when I was a kid, even when we were with our parents. Back then we went to drive-in movies, roller rinks, garage sales and flea markets. I loved the flea markets the most, because here were all these people, putting out their personal stuff, for people to rummage through. Their most precious junk….Elvis paintings, Roy Rogers lunchboxes, movie posters, mason jars and china and kewpie dolls, and my sister and I took it all in, eyes big as plates, wondering how people could just toss their treasures to the wind and wondering how much further to walk through these roads and fields in the blazing August sun before we could get to the next port-a-potty or soda wagon. Sometimes we had fun just staring in wonder and amazement at the people who decided to entertain the crowds with their talents. I can still see and hear the man playing the guitar with the Willie Nelson-inspired straps, singing that song by Don McLean. You know the one…It’s like, eleven minutes long and I think when they play it on the radio it means the DJ is sitting on ‘the throne’ or else the next one hasn’t shown up yet for his shift. Sunday:

I got an ad in the mail yesterday for the Literary Guild and was leafing through it today when I realized I’m way behind the times when it comes to books. The last new one I read was one by J. Grisham, who I like but I notice today he’s got two hardcovers already out that I missed. I’m gonna have to update my collection. Here are the books I’ve read in 1999
Time for me to hit the sack.

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Considering a career as a stuntwoman? Nay. Note to self: best way to start a week is by NOT running to the bus stop in such a manner that you slip on the ice and fall right on your hands and knees, to result in scraped and hacked up & bleeding kneecaps and skinned palms and a re-twisted ankle (yes, that’s right…third time’s the charm) Twisted it the 1st time back in ’91 while I was in tech school. It happened when I walked down a flight of stone steps outside of the campus security building, and I figured the second to last step as the last. Hey, as a child, I was always told to carry my head high. The second time was just this last spring, again, walking to the bus stop, only the sidewalk crack was to blame. This time was the kicker though, ’cause my reason for skipping into a jog around the corner was because in the dark not-quite light of the a.m. I saw the lights of a bus as it barreled toward the end of the block. Now you’d think I’d have taken a better look, but no…ran anyway. When I fell, I had the wind knocked out of me literally. And I didn’t just fall down on the sidewalk, it was that awful old black asphalt pavement that sort of falling apart and all gravely (which added to the fun of cleaning up my hands and knees when I arrived at work). That bus, by golly, was not a metro transit one, but a *gulp* school bus. God, I don’t think I ever knew a bigger klutz, let alone a blinder one. When I get home tonite I can’t find the darned air cast I used last time, so right now I’m all ace-bandaged up and have my leg propped up on a stool, my ankle resting on top of a package of frozen peas. I don’t have a fancy ice pack to use, but now I’m gonna invest in one. Never know when the klutz in me is gonna come out again (o: Remember When? Of course you do. Back in the late 70’s when I was in grade school (and some of you were, too) we HAD to wear the collars on our polo shirts UP, HAD to have the beaded safety pins on our shoelaces, HAD to have that ‘Simon’ game. Of course we also had to have the big ol ‘Unbreakable’ comb w/the large handle in our back jeans pocket to feather our hair with, & those jeans had better have some kind of roller disco or rainbow embroidery on the pocket. We HAD to play the ‘Mickey Mouse Disco’ and ‘Free to Be, You And Me’ records, and speaking of records, as a kid, one of our favorite things was to have a vast collection of 45’s that my sis & I hoarded from garage sales…we were just happy to play records on our Smurf record player so we had cool music to rollerskate to in our basement. Everything from ‘Queen’ to Sean Cassidy and lest we forget the Beach Boys. We also had that song ‘Popcorn’ by Hot Butter and a few choice oldies including ‘Sugar Sugar’ by the Archies. Oh, and my sister had the Strawberry Shortcake and Rainbow Brite doll-inspired rollerskates and mine were silver and had the stripes that resembled ‘Tiger’ brand tennis shoes. You guys remember the old Tiger’s tennies? They were big w/us ten year olds before Adidas and Nike. haha…we were big dorks. I’m an avid ICQ-er and I can tell you that over the last couple years I have had some very interesting chats, but none as funny as the one I’m about to relay here. The person I’m chatting with is a buddy of mine who likes to look through the online personals ads at mostly reading them for entertainment value. Tonight he found one of them pretty intriguing and I told him to go for it, and he said he thought she was a hooker, the way she sounded! So now he wonders if women really do have intuition and thinks now I’m a bad judge of character.

TTFN

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Happy New Year–hmmmpff! This weekend started out about as unpredictable as ever, with me at work on Friday, feeling the heat–yes, Friday, the day NO ONE ELSE seemed to be working and NO vendor or outside client could be reached by phone, making things all the more fun for me, in the office, doin’ tha job thang. When year end comes to our office, we have only until noon to get whatever purchases made by the company processed and into accounting. Which means every buyer and manager is running around like a chicken with its head cut off, and everything is urgent. My job this day was to match that urgency and help put out whatever little fire has started by tossing my whole schedule out the window, along with my hopes of going to use the restroom and going to the cafeteria to obtain some caffeine and sugar before eight o’clock. This day, I knew, would have required LOTS of coffee and at least some apple jacks or a donut or two. Nope. Barely got my coat hung and my boots off before someone’s pecking at my cubicle like a bird looking for worms, requesting I log onto the network to see if our team’s purchasing software application will work for me, since no one else could get it up and running. I log on, and nay, I have no access due to a loading error. So guess what I get to do? Type up the last page of a rush P.O. in Word, and RIGHT NOW. Then there were multiples of other tasks to be performed, not scheduled by me, and ON THE DOUBLE. Repeat above until lunch–oops, no lunch break for me! Finally at 4:45 it’s time to put the ‘ol boots and coat back on and go home. Somehow I figured I’d just as soon never showed up. Not just because I was busier than a one-armed paper hanger, but because I’ve come to realize that in all my career as an office worker, I have NEVER worked with the biggest bunch of snots as I have at Company X. No one said I have to accept it, nor do I feel like I ever will. Right now I just have to stick it out until something better comes along. I don’t have the courage to get a new job just yet because I am considering a career change. I’ll go more into detail about this later… Millenium Compliant, Indeed After the BALL dropped last night, did you all notice the tv news anchors making the announcements about how everything went without a glitch, as far as the year 2000 rollover was concerned? Well, DUH…we’ve expected this for simply weeks, now, haven’t we? I mean, come on..our local phone, gas, electric companies, what-have-you all did their press release ditties about how everything was to go as planned, and there was nary a thing to worry about. Ya didn’t see me going home from my New Year’s Eve party checking the VCR and the toilet and water taps when I walked in the door, didja? No. Everthing here is y2-OK. So just shut up about it already, will ya? Christmas Reflections Not that I ever have been or will be a religious freak of any sort, my parents have, every year put a lighted nativity scene in their front yard in addition to lighting the house and yard with strings of lights. This is their contribution to the community and is plenty festive. Ever since they’ve had an empty nest, they’ve lighted up the house and yard even more elaborately each year. This year, sometime right before Christmas Eve, someone hijacked the manger and stole the baby Jesus right out from underneath Mary and Joseph’s noses. I was outside after dinner enjoying the unseasonably balmy evening when I noticed it was missing. Whoever he/she/they were, they reached up under the cradle and plucked the bulb and string right out of Jesus’s backside and made off with him, leaving the bare lit bulb lying in the snow. What a shame that someone would do something so low. Well, whatever intentions they had to try and ruin our Christmas, it’s too bad for them that our family had a great holiday in spite of this petty crime.

I have lots more to talk about, but I need to go to bed soon.

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Ha ha…the end of March. I am NOT working and glad of it. I will not be stopped from having a mentally relaxing and perhaps somewhat productive day off! You couldn’t if ya tried…All I remember was being able to do some laundry, pay some bills and take a little break. I took a bus ride to the bank and stopped off for some breakfast and John Grisham’s latest hardcover accompanied me. So far it is okay, it’s reading along nicely. Oh, hey, I forgot to comment on the Oscars…oh well, hardly a huge deal this year. I was taping them when they were on Sunday nite ’cause I had some work to do. I watched part of the awards on Monday nite and then caught the rest of them this morning. It was a bit annoying all week to have had to cover my ears and hum loudly whenever someone around me was talking about them. I kinda had some predictions but of course I always like to be a little surprised. Although this year was a bit different as far as surprises go. Of course Kevin Spacey would get the pick for best lead male actor. Kinda crappy since I was rooting for Denzel. I am in love with Denzel. Who wouldn’t be? I like everything he does and would always pick him so I was sort of biased this year as far as that category goes.

Last night one of my girlfriends and I went out galavanting. We decided to go to this a cute little bar down the street from where she lives downtown, I guess some guy who used to play for the Chicago Bears owns it, which I guess would explain why the place was decked out in navy blue and orange, LOL…Anyway, aside from slingin’ back a few bottles o’ beer and shooting three games of pool w/these two guys who would have rather played with us than wait all night for us to finish, we had a few laughs and of course I was the first one to go ask the bartender for a towel. For some reason I am always spilling beer! hahah…whoever goes to the bars w/me would know this and of course it’s sort of a tradition. Then we ended up at the Radisson hotel bar where we grubbed on buffalo wings and then it was time for me to go home, thank God ’cause the girls working the bar must have had about enough of us making snide comments in the general direction of the t.v. (Who Wants To Be a Millionaire was on) and of course you all know I love Regis Philbin about as much I love having to go to the dentist!
Well, I see that its getting late and I still have some work to do and people to chat up.

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Monday has come and gone. Dilemmas have been fretted about and resolved. The sun has risen and set… and I am STILL without a job that I like AND the cajones to go out and get a better one! That’s right, folks, the era of the independent but utterly squeamish and softhearted single white female is here! …is it a bird? It’s a PLANE! …no!! It’s–it’s Stupid Chick! What on God’s green earth has come over me? Well, for one thing, money. Yes, the green stuff. The thing that makes the world go ’round. The paper that American dreams are based on. The CA$H I simply DON’T have. This, I have figured, is what I NEED. It’s been decided, as of about a month ago, that I was going to start to get my skills noticed by coming out with an idea for a business–a plan, if you will, to do more than just toot my own horn. To find and establish my market, or at least a customer base of some kind. Let me tell you business is TOUGH. You wanna try to get customers? Word of mouth is simply one of the best ways, in my area of business, to do just that. If you don’t have a customer base, who can testify to your product’s or service’s quality and worth, and how in the heck are you gonna be able to prove yourself? It’s very hard, because in this business, the work I’m offering to do for a fee can be done by people themselves. There’s no value added to offering a service or product that people can already do themselves. It’s not like I can’t FIND a market, there is a market for my business, although small, and with a shell that’s tougher to crack than a tortise’s–But nonetheless, I am currently trying to tap into it. How do I know about this market? Well, there are people (small business owners, mom & pop business operators and others who, yeah, if they sat down and thought about it, they could handle doing this task, why in heck should they PAY someone to do it for them…on the flip side of that, there are still people who would rather have it done professionally and are willing to pay reasonably for that service. However, without some major moolah, I don’t know how I can pull this off. Without it, I have to do all this ‘word of mouth’ stuff until I turn blue in the face and believe me, blue is not my color. I’m an Autumn. But I digress. Back to where I was. Oh, yeah. I was just saying that there were people who are in need of my services, but unfortunately, most of these people are just the sort that would put me out of business. They are the ones who go out of their way to hire someone with a ‘degree in this or that or some such thing’ and don’t even give us people (some of whom are just naturally talented, and don’t need any framed certificate adorning our walls to make us feel good about ourselves in order to succeed. O.K. This is where I get on my soapbox and go off on what seems to be a day-long tangent. See, I think it’s just the opposite. Alright. In the last few years, all the way up to now, even, this is a common scenario: An employer is looking for someone to fill a job involving alot of creativity, given the choice between hiring the college grad w/the degree or the high school and/or trade school grad w/NO degree but w/work experience in that field, I bet you nine times our of ten, the employer will choose the college grad. Why? They go on the pure rationale that a person w/a degree in that field is automatically expected to be the better candidate, as opposed to one without the credentials. The one that doesn’t get the interview may have a better a handle on the job. Some or even lots of experience. But no credentials. Now, don’t get me wrong. I’m not biasing against the person with the degree, and not to say that a degree or schooling is a waste of time, or money, even. But that just goes to show you how these days, the hiring criteria used by employers nowadays just seems to largely benefit only those that have the advantage of a higher education under their belts. Perhaps I’m a little bit wrong. I don’t have the statistics right on hand here, but I read somewhere about all kinds of successful people, some long dead and some still around, that did not go after a secondary education, ended up being just as successful or even more so, as those who did. Unfortunately, not only did these people find themselves having to bust their asses getting to where they are now, but they faced the same questions I am asking right here. I am only justifying the nature of this ‘rooting for the underdog’, as it were, by saying that perhaps it’s more rewarding for those of us have-nots, that do end up getting the job, because it proves that in some cases, a degree is not all that necessary. Especially if the so-called ‘less qualified candidate’ in question has a good work history and no evidence of being a slacker of some sort, and can also prove their worth. Just how they can prove it, however, is another dilemma, if this continues to be a major practice in the job market today. Somebody back me up, here, dangit! Does anyone else agree with me that now, more than ever, freelancers, self-starters, entrepeneurs, volunteers, artists, writers and creative contributers of all sorts hang in the balance, hoping for the ideal gig? Perhaps you are a person in this same hiring trap. All because of what is being termed credentialism, and I know I’m not the only one who feels this way. I believe it was Amy Lindgren of the St. Paul Pioneer Press, who said just what I’ve said here, although I think she puts it more accurately: “My argument isn’t against education. I believe deeply in the value of both liberal arts programs and technical training, for any person of any age. What I don’t believe in is the blind adherence to the idea that the training or education automatically qualifies a person to perform a particular job, and that those without the training could not do the job adequately. And frankly, I find it disturbing that the people who push the training the most are those who have it and those who sell it. A few years ago one of the professional associations in my field of career counseling made a strong lobbying effort at the Minnesota Legislature to institute certification of career counselors, which would require a masters degree and several steps to achieve. In my arguments (I was the only person to testify against such certification), I pointed out the dangers of such a move: We lock out good and talented people, we contribute to an unnecessary escalation of credentialism, and we eventually limit the availability of career counselors to the general public.”

Well said, Ms. Lindgren…want to hear more? Please reference her article here .
That’s all the wind I’ve got left on this topic…and for those of you who may be career counselors, trainers or those of you who work in human resources departments, Please keep this in mind when you are looking for that special someone to fill your next opening

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This weekend went by sooooooo fast….especially since last nite I consumed more tequila than was necessary. I can’t wait for the Oscars, although I will admit I’m not as excited to see them as I had been in years past. I’m not looking forward to working on Monday, nor am I looking forward to these colder temps they say are coming this way. March always comes in like a lion, I suppose.
Well, I’m keeping it short just for today, back later for sure.

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Wednesday. Worst day at work. Just plain crazy. Should rename that joint to “The Zoo”. Why is it that the day you are determined to stay on schedule and be extra productive, people seem to know? I must have gotten at least six calls that I could have easily just bounced into my voice mail, to get to later, by the touch of a button, but NOOOOOO. Today is the day my phone isn’t acting right. I dialed a number for a vendor in Minneapolis and was told by a recording that “The number, xyz-xyzz has been disconnected or is not in service” Eh? The number that the recorded chick gave me isn’t EVEN THE NUMBER I DIALED!! mmmkay. Time to stop what I’m doing for another interruption. Well, at least I got a new phone out of the deal. Looking back, I laugh at myself ’cause it wasn’t really that bad a day, after all, it did go along pretty quickly, and that’s all that really matters.

I am sooooo sleepy even as I type this, and although I had lots planned to share tonite, I’m gonna have to hit the hay. I’ve got a doctor’s appointment in the morning plus I haven’t packed my lunch or planned an outfit for tomorrow, either. I sure as heck am not gonna go do that now, since I’m in no condition to, so I will do that junk in the a.m. Oh, meohmy…. It’s waaaaaay past my bedtime.

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yeah, well I’m in debt again…whaddya gonna do, right? I mean is there anyone who isn’t a little bit in the hole? I found out one of my girlfriends was having a birthday party a couple of weeks ago and didn’t get invited. Oh well…I guess there was nothing to be done about it. Truthfully, I was going to go crash it and be all “Hi, remember me? How is the party going, yeah the one you didn’t invite me to…yeah um, anyway I just came by to get get my vacumn cleaner back and the ten bucks you owe me. Color me bitter, I guess… More to come later, but for now I’m hittin’ the sack. BJ

An interesting note: www.fugly.net posts photos of what you might call unattractive people and make fun of the personal website made by the person in the photo. I’m sure that if we didn’t live in such a shallow society that bases alot on personal appearance, this site could be would be even more appealing for the writer’s content alone and w/o ridiculing these nnocent people. I do not condone this kind of behavior on the net, but I look for the good stuff in ALL people. Taking that into account, usually this person has some funny observations, so go ahead and read that sucker”

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Uff Da
Well gosh darnit, I had a whole page of details about my adventures with my hand surgery and I went and typed right over it without saving. That was pretty dumb. All I can say now is here are the pics from the day they took the stitches out. Here is all the ick, for your enjoyment. peace & Froot Loops bj Le Quip Du Jour:

“Two wrongs are only the beginning.”

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The Academy Awards’ ceremony was definitely a sight this year, (a very LONG sight, longest in history–but that’s another story) and three black actors very worthy of their salt, came to be history makers. You already know that Sidney Portier was awarded for lifetime achievement by the Academy for years of work in such films as Lillies In The Field, To Sir With Love, and A Raisin In The Sun, among many others. Mr. Portier is, to me, one of the most courageous, talented, and handsome, of all black actors in history. He had begun his career after WWII, when there was no such thing as a leading black man in films, behind or in front of the camera.

Denzel Washington won for Best Actor in a Leading Role for his character acting in Training Day, which I had not seen but heard it was definitely Denzel Washington’s best job at portraying someone besides himself (LOL). I say this because almost everything I’ve seen him do previously is pretty much Denzel acting as Denzel. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t dislike the man. I think he’s a very handsome, intelligent, and warm gentleman, but he did his best (IMO) in the movie Glory, The Bone Collector, and in most of Malcom X.

Then Halle Berry was awarded the Oscar for Best Actress in a Leading Role for her work in Monster’s Ball, which I plan to see when it comes out in rentals. I first fell in love with her back in 1993, shortly after her big breakout in Boomerang. It was where she played the role of ‘Queen’ in the TV mini-series Queen. This was based on Alex Haley’s sequel novel to Roots, also of the same name (the story of his mother’s side of the family). Anyway, as much as I adore Halle Berry, I give more of a nod of approval to the way Misters Washington and Portier acknowledged receipt of their awards. Both men not only expressed their thanks toward those who helped them succeed in their work, but also pointed out that they were most grateful because of the fact that the award was given to them based on their talent and acting merit, and didn’t really play on the minority winner aspect. I do applaud Halle very much on her win, and still adore her, but I did find a part of her speech somewhat humorous. It was that, among those black actresses she listed, who have come before her but never won the highest honors, she did not include Whoopi Goldberg. Did Miss Goldberg NOT work hard in her role in the Oscar-nominated movie The Color Purple? She did indeed. I’m not sure whether Miss Berry’s aim was intended to include ONLY those black actresses nominated in the past for Best Actress (Cicely Tyson for Sounder, and Diana Ross for Lady Sings the Blues, both in 1972), or just all black actresses. In my opinion, The Color Purple still stands as Whoopi’s only real credit to her true acting ability and I also think she is a good host and comic, altough she wasn’t ever nominated by the Academy. Even so, I myself would have DEFINITELY gave a nod to Whoopi, simply because it would have shown good taste, being that she was standing in the same room.

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Last week’s TIME Magazine’s TIME for Kids has put forth an entire article about the one thing that they deem to be ‘too much’ for children to have to see in the entertainment industry (Movies, tv, etc). It’s not gratuitous sexual scenes, not blatently violent acts, no, not even racism. It’s SMOKING. It’s obviously a high occurrence, given the statistics that smoking by one of any main characters in films is currently about 77% where back in 1970 it was about 29%. However, I didn’t see many main characters lighting up on any family movies or movies geared to children/teen audiences, did you? Most of the movies that have characters who are smoking cigarettes feature content which is USUALLY entirely meant for a mature audience, containing mature subject material. Am I right, or am I right? So what, there’s alot of smoking in Snatch, Save The Last Dance, and Charlie’s Angels and perhaps other newer releases to the theater. But what the heck are kids doing watching movies like that anyway They were all not meant for younger viewers, certainly teenagers, but haven’t teens been smoking a whole damned lot REGARDLESS of Hollywood actors smoking or not? Yes. And in addition to that, I’d like to point out that of ALL THE THINGS they could be waving their fingers at like violence, etc., that I mentioned above, they picked actors smoking in movies to tbe the most harmful to kids.

Rob Reiner, activist extraordinaire, and maker of flimsy, pussified movies such as ‘The Story of Us’ and ‘Parenthood’, is also the co-founder of Castle Rock Entertainment. According to the TIME For Kids article, he blames smoking in films on “cigarette-addicted actors who can’t leave their butts behind and directors who don’t care about the social implications.” Reiner is hoping to put yet another notch in his activism belt by saying that smoking in films is more harmful to kids than language. He’s putting forth a new policy at Castle Rock: Directors wanting to have smoking characters onscreen need his approval first. Other views on this by his peers agree that it would be more appropriate to just apply R-ratings to movies that depict actors smoking. Reiner also says “If your movie has curse words, you get rated R,” says Reiner. “But that’s a lot less harmful to a kid.”

Says WHO? What’s wrong with the contributors of this magazine and Rob Reiner, to be saying such a thing? I would rather have my kids see a film which contains cigarette smokers than swearwords, sex, and violence, if given the choice. This brings me to ask, is it the media’s place to tell our kids what to see and what not to see in theaters? Aren’t our parents in society nowadays smart enough to tell their kids that yes, Brad Pitt is a man who smokes, but it is unhealthy and in our family we urge each other not to? Yes, I bring up the media, I do not just mean Hollywood (which mostly strikes a liberal pose). I’m talking about folks like TIME Magazine and cable news networks like CNN. It seems–from my point of view–that they are constantly trying to ‘babysit’–as it were–our country’s children and parents, trying to be the authority on the difference between right and wrong. Read this article very carefully. It’s summarizing point makes me laugh…”On bedrock issues of economic power, what passes for liberal-conservative debate in news media is usually a series of disputes over how to fine-tune the status quo. In the process, the myth of [the liberal media] serves as a smokescreen for realities of corporate media.”

What do you think about it?

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I switched my hours at work to part-time so my honey and I have more time to devote to our business. So far, so good. Only I was late today (oops). Bu I managed to make a few good sales leads, YAY!

I’m out for now, on my way to play catch up with some of my fave sites, Later, taters…

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Hoo boy, I know I know…Haven’t been by in awhile. I’m trying my best to fix my blog archive problem I’ve been having since the damned blog was started. So much for my silly bravado way back when.

You are Spaceman Spiff! Zounds! You are the intrepid Spaceman Spiff, the engaging explorer ensconsed in an unending universe of exotic and evil extraterrestrials! You’re brave, but you should give that dictionary a rest. Take the What Calvin are You? Quiz by contessina_2000@yahoo.com!

Um…okay…James took the “Which Calvin Are You?” quiz above and JUST KNEW he was gonna be rated as Spaceman Spiff. Link from Ellis. I dunno, Methinks this guy takes too many damned quizzes. Maybe it’s because they’re everywhere and unavoidable! They’re all over the place and there’s nothing I can do about it. Damn.

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