You know, I've long subscribed to the idea that you draw to your-
self the same levels of sanity, drama, kindness, etc as you yourself
possess. Or I suppose I could more effectively sum it up by saying,
"karma," but too many people use that word to convey some type
of cosmic punishment, and that is not at all what I am trying to say.
I espouse the idea that if you are finding yourself in relationships
with psychos over and over again or if you constantly are con-
stantly underrappreciated by all of your friends, these are people
whom you are drawing to yourself because of your own state of
emotional health (or lack thereof) - and when I say you I mean
you and me. When you have matured or grown emotionally, you
will either attract different people OR the same people will re-
spond to you differently.
So anyway. I looked around at my work environment this week,
none of which I can blog about, and I although I can't share any
details, I did find a good quote which seemed highly appropriate
to the situation and pretty much describes how I feel:
"How do you know I'm mad?' said Alice. 'You must be,' said the
Cat, 'or you wouldn't have come here.'"
Alice in Wonderland
Monday, May 29, 2006
Sunday, May 14, 2006
Goodbye Bellsouth & AT&T
Hi NetWit, I am doing ok. I had my last surgery that I have to have
about 2 1/2 weeks ago. It was supposed to be for a hernia but then
it turned out I had twins. You know, one on each side? LOL So I've
been in PAIN. But still working a lot. I am hoping I haven't blown
out one side by going back to work and lifting chicken samples and
whatnot too soon.
At any rate, I have decided that since Bellsouth and AT&T are al-
ready receiving pay for my phone service and numbers from the gov-
ernment, they don't really need mine on top of it. Kudos to Qwest for
having some balls and just SAYING NO to giving out our private in-
formation.
I have cancelled my AT&T long distance and cut all of my bellsouth
services except for the basic line I need for my burglar alarm. I'll
figure out how to hook up with Qwest for cell service.
about 2 1/2 weeks ago. It was supposed to be for a hernia but then
it turned out I had twins. You know, one on each side? LOL So I've
been in PAIN. But still working a lot. I am hoping I haven't blown
out one side by going back to work and lifting chicken samples and
whatnot too soon.
At any rate, I have decided that since Bellsouth and AT&T are al-
ready receiving pay for my phone service and numbers from the gov-
ernment, they don't really need mine on top of it. Kudos to Qwest for
having some balls and just SAYING NO to giving out our private in-
formation.
I have cancelled my AT&T long distance and cut all of my bellsouth
services except for the basic line I need for my burglar alarm. I'll
figure out how to hook up with Qwest for cell service.
Saturday, April 15, 2006
The Haunting
Oh YES, I forgot to report that in last week of February/First
week of March when I was losing my most important poten-
tial new account whilst hobbling around airports on a broken
foot, anemic as all get out on the epic week and a half long
string of trips I made from Ohio to California to Texas and
then back to Alabama again... (it's harder adjusting to the cul-
ture shock on the way back in than it is to the time zones by
the way)
Anyway, during that week, on one of the assorted airlines on
which I traveled, a male flight attendant said something to me
that used to be the absolute bane of my existence. Now that I
am getting umm... OLDER... I found that I was actually kind of
a little, well... sorta weirdly pleased to hear it. Are you ready?
He said, "I had Christina Applegate in first class last week, and
I'm sure you've heard this before, but Oh My God! You look
Just like her!"
Now see, there was a time when that used to bug the hell out
of me. I mean, she was the tart in Married with Children. I
didn't want to look like HER. Now that I just turned 39, I'm
pretty fucking happy that somebody still thinks I look like
the tart in Married with Children. Ok, granted, he thinks I
look like her now... but anyway.
See? It's all in how you look at things. I always tell people
that all they really need to do is slow down and get a little per-
spective...
week of March when I was losing my most important poten-
tial new account whilst hobbling around airports on a broken
foot, anemic as all get out on the epic week and a half long
string of trips I made from Ohio to California to Texas and
then back to Alabama again... (it's harder adjusting to the cul-
ture shock on the way back in than it is to the time zones by
the way)
Anyway, during that week, on one of the assorted airlines on
which I traveled, a male flight attendant said something to me
that used to be the absolute bane of my existence. Now that I
am getting umm... OLDER... I found that I was actually kind of
a little, well... sorta weirdly pleased to hear it. Are you ready?
He said, "I had Christina Applegate in first class last week, and
I'm sure you've heard this before, but Oh My God! You look
Just like her!"
Now see, there was a time when that used to bug the hell out
of me. I mean, she was the tart in Married with Children. I
didn't want to look like HER. Now that I just turned 39, I'm
pretty fucking happy that somebody still thinks I look like
the tart in Married with Children. Ok, granted, he thinks I
look like her now... but anyway.
See? It's all in how you look at things. I always tell people
that all they really need to do is slow down and get a little per-
spective...
Saturday, April 08, 2006
Ok - So About Me
I mean, like in case you want to know or whatever. Let's see. I've
been as usual, high onlifedrugs. Albeit legal drugs. Re-
lated, of course, to my most recent surgery.
As it happens, my brilliant doc made me go off of procrit for six
weeks as an experiment (read - passive aggressive punishment)
and much as I predicted, my red blood count plummeted to trans-
fusion levels.
This became embarrassing to him because I was due up for the
LAST two (hopefully) surgeries that I need. That we know of
at any rate. So... he let me go back on them about three weeks
ago and I had the first surgery - a repair on my deviated septum
along with turbinate repairs. I can already tell a HUGE difference
in my breathing and I am guardedly hopeful that it may help with
my migraines. Which would then leave me with having to break
a rather long and err.... embedded narcotics habit. But worth it,
doncha think?
Ok, so I am two weeks post-op. In about another two weeks I'll
have a hernia repair. (They let me go ahead with the septoplasty
because one loses very little blood during this type of surgery).
In another couple of weeks I should have rebuilt my red blood
cell supply on procrit. I also have plans to see a really good hema-
tologist at UAB in Birminingham. So there you have it. My medi-
cal life.
In the interim, I have been flying all over God and everywhere
selling chicken. There have been some great sales this year, how-
ever, that is tempered by losses we are still facing from last year's
bad buys and huge inventories. In other words, my finances are
still in, you know, less than happy shape. Hence my absence from
the blog. I've been sick, tired and working.
I am happy to report that on my liver, I only have to repeat the
catscan to confirm that the masses (there are three) haven't
grown. If they haven't, then I have a benign condition for which
I will not need further surgery and which will not cause me health
problems. I should have that done in the next month or so.
Dylan is at his junior prom tonight and he looked very handsome.
He is such a great kid. Hopefully, he'll get a job soon. He needs to
start paying some of his insurance. He's an expensive kid. LOL
He is a great kid though. A very great kid.
So that's it. Consider yourselves UPDATED. ;) And there you
have it.
been as usual, high on
lated, of course, to my most recent surgery.
As it happens, my brilliant doc made me go off of procrit for six
weeks as an experiment (read - passive aggressive punishment)
and much as I predicted, my red blood count plummeted to trans-
fusion levels.
This became embarrassing to him because I was due up for the
LAST two (hopefully) surgeries that I need. That we know of
at any rate. So... he let me go back on them about three weeks
ago and I had the first surgery - a repair on my deviated septum
along with turbinate repairs. I can already tell a HUGE difference
in my breathing and I am guardedly hopeful that it may help with
my migraines. Which would then leave me with having to break
a rather long and err.... embedded narcotics habit. But worth it,
doncha think?
Ok, so I am two weeks post-op. In about another two weeks I'll
have a hernia repair. (They let me go ahead with the septoplasty
because one loses very little blood during this type of surgery).
In another couple of weeks I should have rebuilt my red blood
cell supply on procrit. I also have plans to see a really good hema-
tologist at UAB in Birminingham. So there you have it. My medi-
cal life.
In the interim, I have been flying all over God and everywhere
selling chicken. There have been some great sales this year, how-
ever, that is tempered by losses we are still facing from last year's
bad buys and huge inventories. In other words, my finances are
still in, you know, less than happy shape. Hence my absence from
the blog. I've been sick, tired and working.
I am happy to report that on my liver, I only have to repeat the
catscan to confirm that the masses (there are three) haven't
grown. If they haven't, then I have a benign condition for which
I will not need further surgery and which will not cause me health
problems. I should have that done in the next month or so.
Dylan is at his junior prom tonight and he looked very handsome.
He is such a great kid. Hopefully, he'll get a job soon. He needs to
start paying some of his insurance. He's an expensive kid. LOL
He is a great kid though. A very great kid.
So that's it. Consider yourselves UPDATED. ;) And there you
have it.
Ok, So I HAD to Post This
Because its just SO DAMN CUTE!
I mean, if you like hamsters, like I like hamsters... (you kind of
have to sing that first line like a show tune and imagine people
dancing to it) and no, I'm not inferring anything about liking
them in that gerbiling kind of sense.
That's just... well... umm... hamster cruelty. And yes, you heard
that coming from me, ladies and gentlemen, the girl who eats
lamb and veal wantonly and with great abandon. And possibly
in the middle of orgies, although THAT I can assure you is just
an unconfirmed rumor begun my detractors and hasabsolutely
no very little if any basis in the truth and never did.
Enough with the blathering and on with the cute-as-pie, estrogen
inducing, ovary follicle readying video clip:
The Hamster/Cookie Video
I mean, if you like hamsters, like I like hamsters... (you kind of
have to sing that first line like a show tune and imagine people
dancing to it) and no, I'm not inferring anything about liking
them in that gerbiling kind of sense.
That's just... well... umm... hamster cruelty. And yes, you heard
that coming from me, ladies and gentlemen, the girl who eats
lamb and veal wantonly and with great abandon. And possibly
in the middle of orgies, although THAT I can assure you is just
an unconfirmed rumor begun my detractors and has
no
Enough with the blathering and on with the cute-as-pie, estrogen
inducing, ovary follicle readying video clip:
The Hamster/Cookie Video
Mini-Cruiser Alert
So apparently we're about to be faced with the arrival of Tom's
Mini-Me.
Think Katie can handle the Silent Birth?
Mini-Me.
Think Katie can handle the Silent Birth?
Friday, April 07, 2006
Ok, So I was Like
or rather, I am like - watching this special on country music. And
I was just realizing that country music fans are SUPER conserva-
tive. I mean, you can really get in trouble as a country Artist -
especially as a FEMALE country artist (for of course, that is what
the special is ABOUT - female country artists, and the complete
raw fucking deal they've gotten over the years, all of you male
bastards out there. Yep. I'll bet you had no idea you were keep-
ing the female crooners down did ya? Well shame on you! Say
500 Hail Mary's. I mean right now! I don't care that you're Jew-
ish, do it anyway!) Just kidding.
Anyway. Seriously. I had nooooooooo fucking idea that the en-
tire system of country music and radio stations and fan bases and
whatnot was so insular and incredibley backwards. It's really bi-
zarre. It's like having to watch the country elect Bush 100 times
in a row or something. Awww... don't get mad now Benny, but he
is REALLY DOWN in the polls and you know it. Ok, enough about
that. It is actually kind of an interesting little special on A&E. It's
called - are you ready for this?
Hairdo's & Heartaches
What? It IS! But actually, I really admire the women of country
music. They all seem really... I don't know. Tough. And not many
of them die of heroin overdoses, which is always sort of a plus, not
to mention a damn site better than you can say for the women of
rock.
Anyway, you can really get in trouble for saying or doing or even
for recording the wrong thing. Apparently, one woman recorded
a song called Unwed Fathers or something like that in the 80's
and radio stations refused to play it. Another woman recorded a
song about dating younger men and country radio stations refused
to play it. They were both deemed "too controversial."
Anyway...
I was just realizing that country music fans are SUPER conserva-
tive. I mean, you can really get in trouble as a country Artist -
especially as a FEMALE country artist (for of course, that is what
the special is ABOUT - female country artists, and the complete
raw fucking deal they've gotten over the years, all of you male
bastards out there. Yep. I'll bet you had no idea you were keep-
ing the female crooners down did ya? Well shame on you! Say
500 Hail Mary's. I mean right now! I don't care that you're Jew-
ish, do it anyway!) Just kidding.
Anyway. Seriously. I had nooooooooo fucking idea that the en-
tire system of country music and radio stations and fan bases and
whatnot was so insular and incredibley backwards. It's really bi-
zarre. It's like having to watch the country elect Bush 100 times
in a row or something. Awww... don't get mad now Benny, but he
is REALLY DOWN in the polls and you know it. Ok, enough about
that. It is actually kind of an interesting little special on A&E. It's
called - are you ready for this?
Hairdo's & Heartaches
What? It IS! But actually, I really admire the women of country
music. They all seem really... I don't know. Tough. And not many
of them die of heroin overdoses, which is always sort of a plus, not
to mention a damn site better than you can say for the women of
rock.
Anyway, you can really get in trouble for saying or doing or even
for recording the wrong thing. Apparently, one woman recorded
a song called Unwed Fathers or something like that in the 80's
and radio stations refused to play it. Another woman recorded a
song about dating younger men and country radio stations refused
to play it. They were both deemed "too controversial."
Anyway...
Sunday, February 19, 2006
Wouldn't It Be Cool
If the Powerball winner was Bill Gates and... since HE didn't need
the money, he bought a huge parcel of land, or alternately, several
small parcels - and moved those thousands of mobile homes pur-
chased with our TAX $$ and sinking ever further into the mud in
"whereveritis" (Arkansas)? as a big F-U to to the gov for wasting
our money in the first place.
Like, with no further plan in mind. (like the g0v ever plans ahead)
Wouldn't that be cool?
Because I would love to help so many of those families waiting for
homes and this is just so unacceptable. It's just a furtherance of the
first FEMA fiasco. Our tax dollas stagnating. AGAIN.
the money, he bought a huge parcel of land, or alternately, several
small parcels - and moved those thousands of mobile homes pur-
chased with our TAX $$ and sinking ever further into the mud in
"whereveritis" (Arkansas)? as a big F-U to to the gov for wasting
our money in the first place.
Like, with no further plan in mind. (like the g0v ever plans ahead)
Wouldn't that be cool?
Because I would love to help so many of those families waiting for
homes and this is just so unacceptable. It's just a furtherance of the
first FEMA fiasco. Our tax dollas stagnating. AGAIN.
Saturday, February 18, 2006
A Repost of My Favorite Post
A Quiz From Ranger Tom
Ranger Tom's Quiz
Seven things you plan to do before you die
1. Write a book
2. Clean my house.
I mean, by myself, as opposed to beggingother people to
do it and then paying them. Oh fuck it. Life'stoo short.
Scratch that one. I'll keep paying.
2. Wake up on time. Oh fuck it, Again, life's too short.
3. Enhance my ummm... top shelf... I've always wanted a
reallystellar rack.
4. Visit every country in the world at least once
(So far I've onlybeen to the US, Canada and Mexico so I've
got a fair amount togo.)
5. Learn several languages well, Spanish and French much
much much better, and learn Russian, Chinese and Japanese.
Just be-cause I think it would be cool to know them.
6. Visit the remaining states in the U.S. that I haven't seen
(not too many of those to go)
7. Stick pins in my child until he gives me grandchildren
(he's only17 1/2, so I'll give him 6-8 years or so before I ex=
pect anythingalong those lines.
8. Spend the night at the Myrtles plantation in Louisiana
(itshaunted you know.)
9. Become better organized. This wouldn't take much. I mean,
ANY steps towards this end would be better than nothing.
Seven things you can already do
1. Shoot a gun well (hey, I'm from Texas)
2. Convince people that it really WOULD be easier to do things
my way.
3. Say what I mean and mean what I say
4. Raise a kid
5. Tell the truth. Ok wait, I think I covered that on 3
.6. Sell stuff
7. Read. I read really really fast, and its one of my favorite things
to do.
8. Empathize. Sometimes I do this a little bit too well.
Seven things you can't do
1. Let things go when I should.
2. Refrain from "taking things personally." (Whatever the hell
THAT means.)
3. Realize that not EVERYTHING, (say, the mideast peace crisis
for example), is my fault.
4. Bob for apples and actually come up with said object.
5. Stop being a perfectionist.
6. Have a boyfriend for longer than a year at a time without
fucking it up.
7. Swim with sharks without getting hurt.
8. Follow the rules and refrain from listing more than 7 things.
Seven things that attract you to the opposite sex
1. Intelligence
2. Humor
3. Self Confidence
4. Ambition
5. Zaniness
6. Kindness
7. Similarities or Affinity
Seven things you say most
1. And there you have it
2. So here's the deal (a la H. Ross Perot)
3. So the fuck what
4. I don't give a shit
5. What the fuck?
6. How the hell? (You'll note that this is very closely akin
to "What the fuck?")
7. And there it is (Also close to "And there you have it."
(Yeah, so I do a lot of fucking repeats, so sue me)
Seven people you want to take this quiz...
Ok, I took the quiz, so beyond that, I don't give a shit
who else takes it. So there, fuck it. Oh yeah, add that
to the last one, that's another thing I say, FUCK IT.
Oh and another one,"So There." "Go Figure." And, "I
don't give a shit." And thereyou have it.
Ranger Tom's Quiz
Seven things you plan to do before you die
1. Write a book
2. Clean my house.
I mean, by myself, as opposed to beggingother people to
do it and then paying them. Oh fuck it. Life'stoo short.
Scratch that one. I'll keep paying.
2. Wake up on time. Oh fuck it, Again, life's too short.
3. Enhance my ummm... top shelf... I've always wanted a
reallystellar rack.
4. Visit every country in the world at least once
(So far I've onlybeen to the US, Canada and Mexico so I've
got a fair amount togo.)
5. Learn several languages well, Spanish and French much
much much better, and learn Russian, Chinese and Japanese.
Just be-cause I think it would be cool to know them.
6. Visit the remaining states in the U.S. that I haven't seen
(not too many of those to go)
7. Stick pins in my child until he gives me grandchildren
(he's only17 1/2, so I'll give him 6-8 years or so before I ex=
pect anythingalong those lines.
8. Spend the night at the Myrtles plantation in Louisiana
(itshaunted you know.)
9. Become better organized. This wouldn't take much. I mean,
ANY steps towards this end would be better than nothing.
Seven things you can already do
1. Shoot a gun well (hey, I'm from Texas)
2. Convince people that it really WOULD be easier to do things
my way.
3. Say what I mean and mean what I say
4. Raise a kid
5. Tell the truth. Ok wait, I think I covered that on 3
.6. Sell stuff
7. Read. I read really really fast, and its one of my favorite things
to do.
8. Empathize. Sometimes I do this a little bit too well.
Seven things you can't do
1. Let things go when I should.
2. Refrain from "taking things personally." (Whatever the hell
THAT means.)
3. Realize that not EVERYTHING, (say, the mideast peace crisis
for example), is my fault.
4. Bob for apples and actually come up with said object.
5. Stop being a perfectionist.
6. Have a boyfriend for longer than a year at a time without
fucking it up.
7. Swim with sharks without getting hurt.
8. Follow the rules and refrain from listing more than 7 things.
Seven things that attract you to the opposite sex
1. Intelligence
2. Humor
3. Self Confidence
4. Ambition
5. Zaniness
6. Kindness
7. Similarities or Affinity
Seven things you say most
1. And there you have it
2. So here's the deal (a la H. Ross Perot)
3. So the fuck what
4. I don't give a shit
5. What the fuck?
6. How the hell? (You'll note that this is very closely akin
to "What the fuck?")
7. And there it is (Also close to "And there you have it."
(Yeah, so I do a lot of fucking repeats, so sue me)
Seven people you want to take this quiz...
Ok, I took the quiz, so beyond that, I don't give a shit
who else takes it. So there, fuck it. Oh yeah, add that
to the last one, that's another thing I say, FUCK IT.
Oh and another one,"So There." "Go Figure." And, "I
don't give a shit." And thereyou have it.
Unfortunately
I've had to enable the "word verificati0n" option due to specific
bastard spammer members such as "VICODIN." Who knew there
would come a day when I would want less vicodin in my life? Yep.
Too bad you can't just block specific members rather than having
to turn on word verification and making it a hassle for everyone,
but there it is...
Will write more when I have time, I've been busy with work and
health issues and stuff.
Syd
bastard spammer members such as "VICODIN." Who knew there
would come a day when I would want less vicodin in my life? Yep.
Too bad you can't just block specific members rather than having
to turn on word verification and making it a hassle for everyone,
but there it is...
Will write more when I have time, I've been busy with work and
health issues and stuff.
Syd
Ja, I'm Inga From Sveden...
Birds stay gay
ATTEMPTS to break up gay penguin couples
in Germany by sending in females from Sweden
have failed. The females were too shy to seduce
the males, said the penguins' home at Bremer-
haven Zoo. "The Swedes are rather stand-offish,"
said zoo chief Heiki Kueck.
The Scotsman
February 10, 2006
huh. So much for the charms of the busty blonde
babes of the much lauded Swedish bikini team that
I always hear so much about... (snark, snark)
Come to think of it, the Germans always HAVE
had problems with gay couples. They used to put
them in camps and whatnot. Penguins mate for life
you know. Let the poor birds be! ;)
ATTEMPTS to break up gay penguin couples
in Germany by sending in females from Sweden
have failed. The females were too shy to seduce
the males, said the penguins' home at Bremer-
haven Zoo. "The Swedes are rather stand-offish,"
said zoo chief Heiki Kueck.
The Scotsman
February 10, 2006
huh. So much for the charms of the busty blonde
babes of the much lauded Swedish bikini team that
I always hear so much about... (snark, snark)
Come to think of it, the Germans always HAVE
had problems with gay couples. They used to put
them in camps and whatnot. Penguins mate for life
you know. Let the poor birds be! ;)
Saturday, January 07, 2006
Livers & Gizzards
Ok so... I have this little mass thingie on my liver. They are going
to do surgery on Thursday (laparoscopically) and take a sample of
it and a bunch of samples of my liver which they think the doctors
may have damaged by giving me too much iron. Ha! Wouldn't it
be WAY more fucking fun to damage your liver with too much al-
cohol? Anyway, its all too complicated and more importantly, BOR-
ING to go into - the medical minutieu of it, but the long and short
of it is that I'm having surgery Thursday.
I have this HUMONGOUS list of shit to get done before then and
Dylan is currently working on the first one, which is painting the
shed door in our back yard. (Get this, our insurance company said
that the door to our fucking POTTING shed. Our potting shed -
where we store PLANTS AND DIRT - which is and always has
been natural wood - has to painted. I said, why? They said, we're
afraid that rain could get in through the wood and damage con-
tents in the shed. I said, there is nothing in the shed. It's a pot-
ting shed. Notice how its NEXT TO THE FLOWER GARDEN?
They said, well, we'll drop your homeowners policy if you don't
paint it. Now mind you, I have never made a claim on my home-
owners policy. Not now, and not in the three years I had my old
place. What the fuck? But anyway, the insurance is cheap so we
are painting the FUCKING SHED DOOR.
Then there is the toilet. Right. Still not fixed. But obviously I
can't climb up and down the fucking stairs after surgery. So...
Gotta get that done. Right. Looking for a plumber now. Time
to call in the pros.
And then work. Oy vey. Seriously, work is fantastic. People
have just been handing me orders while nobody else is selling.
Which is a gift. Truly. It makes me look like a worthwhile em-
ployee since I'm making a lot of money for the company while
I'm having to take medical leave. So I am so grateful. And I can
hopefully pay my boss back for sticking by me last year when I
lost so much money.
So Dylan is home, work is great and my house is kinda sorta clean.
Life is good. :)
to do surgery on Thursday (laparoscopically) and take a sample of
it and a bunch of samples of my liver which they think the doctors
may have damaged by giving me too much iron. Ha! Wouldn't it
be WAY more fucking fun to damage your liver with too much al-
cohol? Anyway, its all too complicated and more importantly, BOR-
ING to go into - the medical minutieu of it, but the long and short
of it is that I'm having surgery Thursday.
I have this HUMONGOUS list of shit to get done before then and
Dylan is currently working on the first one, which is painting the
shed door in our back yard. (Get this, our insurance company said
that the door to our fucking POTTING shed. Our potting shed -
where we store PLANTS AND DIRT - which is and always has
been natural wood - has to painted. I said, why? They said, we're
afraid that rain could get in through the wood and damage con-
tents in the shed. I said, there is nothing in the shed. It's a pot-
ting shed. Notice how its NEXT TO THE FLOWER GARDEN?
They said, well, we'll drop your homeowners policy if you don't
paint it. Now mind you, I have never made a claim on my home-
owners policy. Not now, and not in the three years I had my old
place. What the fuck? But anyway, the insurance is cheap so we
are painting the FUCKING SHED DOOR.
Then there is the toilet. Right. Still not fixed. But obviously I
can't climb up and down the fucking stairs after surgery. So...
Gotta get that done. Right. Looking for a plumber now. Time
to call in the pros.
And then work. Oy vey. Seriously, work is fantastic. People
have just been handing me orders while nobody else is selling.
Which is a gift. Truly. It makes me look like a worthwhile em-
ployee since I'm making a lot of money for the company while
I'm having to take medical leave. So I am so grateful. And I can
hopefully pay my boss back for sticking by me last year when I
lost so much money.
So Dylan is home, work is great and my house is kinda sorta clean.
Life is good. :)
New
bluetooth headset - explorer 640.
It even comes with its own little carrying case and battery
backup. I got one the other day to match my - ALSO
NEW - Nokia 6682 Smart Phone.
Very Cool. That is all.
from The Queen of the Cell Phone Geeks
It even comes with its own little carrying case and battery
backup. I got one the other day to match my - ALSO
NEW - Nokia 6682 Smart Phone.
Very Cool. That is all.
from The Queen of the Cell Phone Geeks
Sunday, January 01, 2006
The Man of My Dreams
I may have met the man of my dreams. For the first time in my
life I was talking to this guy and he actually got excited about com-
paring different cell phones with me. Tech geek heaven here I
come.
life I was talking to this guy and he actually got excited about com-
paring different cell phones with me. Tech geek heaven here I
come.
Monk
So I'm watching a series of Monk shows on USA Network and all I
have to say is BOY WAS USA STUPID TO GET RID OF BITTY
SCHRAMM. She was as much a star of the show as Tony Shaloub.
The new girl is cute but she can't hold a candle to Bitty. It's just
not the same. I mean, Tony still puts in the same great perfor-
mance as Adrian Monk, but without Bitty Schramm the show will
never be as multi-faceted as it once was. They should have paid
her that little bit extra she wanted and have done with it. Oh
yeah, I forgot. Women aren't worth the extra money. Whatever.
I don't tune in like I used to anymore USA. So Congratulations on
THAT decision making process.
And as for the rest of you...
~*~*~**HAPPY NEW YEAR**~*~*~
My favorite line by Bitty Schramm from a Monk episode:
"Shut up Bitch. Show's Over."
have to say is BOY WAS USA STUPID TO GET RID OF BITTY
SCHRAMM. She was as much a star of the show as Tony Shaloub.
The new girl is cute but she can't hold a candle to Bitty. It's just
not the same. I mean, Tony still puts in the same great perfor-
mance as Adrian Monk, but without Bitty Schramm the show will
never be as multi-faceted as it once was. They should have paid
her that little bit extra she wanted and have done with it. Oh
yeah, I forgot. Women aren't worth the extra money. Whatever.
I don't tune in like I used to anymore USA. So Congratulations on
THAT decision making process.
And as for the rest of you...
~*~*~**HAPPY NEW YEAR**~*~*~
My favorite line by Bitty Schramm from a Monk episode:
"Shut up Bitch. Show's Over."
Saturday, December 31, 2005
The Icon
Ok, I totally ripped this off from some guy who's trying to pick me
up on Match.com. I don't know if he ripped it off or wrote it so...
Right, anyway. Here it is:
Flowbee
OK, this one is TRUE!*
I have a friend who is a great beautician. She must have thought I
looked a little ragged, because she offered to give me a haircut this
weekend. I don't want anything free, so I stopped by the Thrift
Store a couple of nights ago and picked up a Flow Bee, the hair clip-
pers that fit on your vacuum. It was a little greasy, but for just two
bucks, I snatched that thing up. Pulled all those quarters out of my
pocket so fast that I think I've got whiplash.
Well, I've got one of those new industrial strength Oreck vacuums,
the kind that can pick up a bowling ball. To make a long story short,
I'm wearing a toboggan today, and it looks like I'll have to wear it for
at least a month. To make matters worse, I didn't want to get hair
all over my clothes, so I did it naked. That thing got away from me
and headed straight for my "private" area . I now have a perfect like-
ness of Mother Teresa down there.
I guess some idiot from the hospital told a few friends about it, be-
cause I had every dang TV station and newspaper in Alabama calling
me the next day. A free lunch sounded reasonable to me, so I let
NBC 13 News broadcast a live remote from the shop last night.
When I got to work this morning, there was a huge line of customers
lined up outside. Well, it turned out they're "pilgrims" here to see
Mother Teresa. I'm very busy, with house payment and payroll com-
ing up today. Well money is time, and as bad as I hate to, I'm going to
have to charge these folks for their ?viewing?. I just hope they don't
want to see her weeping tears of blood.
*She really is a great beautician.
up on Match.com. I don't know if he ripped it off or wrote it so...
Right, anyway. Here it is:
Flowbee
OK, this one is TRUE!*
I have a friend who is a great beautician. She must have thought I
looked a little ragged, because she offered to give me a haircut this
weekend. I don't want anything free, so I stopped by the Thrift
Store a couple of nights ago and picked up a Flow Bee, the hair clip-
pers that fit on your vacuum. It was a little greasy, but for just two
bucks, I snatched that thing up. Pulled all those quarters out of my
pocket so fast that I think I've got whiplash.
Well, I've got one of those new industrial strength Oreck vacuums,
the kind that can pick up a bowling ball. To make a long story short,
I'm wearing a toboggan today, and it looks like I'll have to wear it for
at least a month. To make matters worse, I didn't want to get hair
all over my clothes, so I did it naked. That thing got away from me
and headed straight for my "private" area . I now have a perfect like-
ness of Mother Teresa down there.
I guess some idiot from the hospital told a few friends about it, be-
cause I had every dang TV station and newspaper in Alabama calling
me the next day. A free lunch sounded reasonable to me, so I let
NBC 13 News broadcast a live remote from the shop last night.
When I got to work this morning, there was a huge line of customers
lined up outside. Well, it turned out they're "pilgrims" here to see
Mother Teresa. I'm very busy, with house payment and payroll com-
ing up today. Well money is time, and as bad as I hate to, I'm going to
have to charge these folks for their ?viewing?. I just hope they don't
want to see her weeping tears of blood.
*She really is a great beautician.
Monday, December 26, 2005
Still Alive
Ok So... You've probably all heard of the Dead Pool list right? It's
a this list where people submit a list of 25 people they think or
hope will kick off during the next year and there's a pool of money
and he/she with the most names croaking by the end of the year
wins. So anyway.
I thought about joining, but I didn't have the heart to actually bet
on and then ROOT for people to die. I mean, given my own medi-
cal problems it even seemed a little bit like you know, bad karma.
So instead, I came up with a list of people who have reached a time
in their lives when they, like my dad, and perhaps even me, have
been around for awhile and should let people know that they are
still out there and lucky to be there for another bend around the
ol' twist in the New Year. Pssstt... You may feel that a couple of
'em don't really even deserve it, but as it's said...
"even the wicked get worse than they deserve." Willa Cather
Happy New Year EveryOne!
And Without Further Ado, The Still Alive List for 2006:
june allyson
bob barker
ingmar bergman
joey bishop 87
ernest borgnine
jack kervorkian
p.w. botha
ray bradbury
helen gurley brown
mel brooks
james brown
art buchwald
ross perot
red buttons
robert byrd
Castro
Frank Cady
Sid Caesar
kitty carlisle
pierre cardin
walter cronkite 89
yvonne decarlo 83
Doris Day 81
Olivia De Havilland 89
Dino De Laurentiis 88
Kirk Douglas 89
oan Fonaine 88
Betty Ford 87
Glenn Ford 88
John Forsythe 89
Milton Friedman 93
Zsa Zsa Gabor 86
John Glenn 84
Dody Goodman 90
Robert Goulet 72
Curt Gowdy 86
Billy Graham 87
Andy Griffith 79
Merv Griffin 80
Robert Guillaume 78
Alexander Haig 81
Monty Hall 82
Paul Harvey 87
Leona Helsley 85
Jesse Helms 84
Edmund Hillary 85
Lena Horne 89
Henry Kissinger 82
Jack Klugman 83
Deborah Kerr 84
B.B. King 80
Monte Irvin 86
Van Johnson 89
Frankie Lane 92
Charles Lane 100
Lyndon LaRouche 83
Art Linkletter 93
Norman Lear 83
Meadowlark Lemon 75
Claude Levi-Strauss 97
Herbert Lom 88
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi 94
Karl Malden 93
Nelson Mandela 87
George McGovern 83
Robert McNamara 89
Ricardo Montalban 85
Howard Metzenbaum 88
Stan Musial 85
Augusto Pinochet (Ugarte) 90
Oral Roberts 87
David Rockefeller 90
Andy Rooney 86
Liz Taylor
James Van Allen 90
Abigail Van Buren 87
Kurt Vonnegut Jr. 83
Kurt Waldheim 87
Eli Wallach 90
Miike Wallace 87
Joseph Wapner 86
Shelley Winters 85
John Wooden 95
Jane Wyatt 94
Jane Wyman 91
Alan Young
a this list where people submit a list of 25 people they think or
hope will kick off during the next year and there's a pool of money
and he/she with the most names croaking by the end of the year
wins. So anyway.
I thought about joining, but I didn't have the heart to actually bet
on and then ROOT for people to die. I mean, given my own medi-
cal problems it even seemed a little bit like you know, bad karma.
So instead, I came up with a list of people who have reached a time
in their lives when they, like my dad, and perhaps even me, have
been around for awhile and should let people know that they are
still out there and lucky to be there for another bend around the
ol' twist in the New Year. Pssstt... You may feel that a couple of
'em don't really even deserve it, but as it's said...
"even the wicked get worse than they deserve." Willa Cather
Happy New Year EveryOne!
And Without Further Ado, The Still Alive List for 2006:
june allyson
bob barker
ingmar bergman
joey bishop 87
ernest borgnine
jack kervorkian
p.w. botha
ray bradbury
helen gurley brown
mel brooks
james brown
art buchwald
ross perot
red buttons
robert byrd
Castro
Frank Cady
Sid Caesar
kitty carlisle
pierre cardin
walter cronkite 89
yvonne decarlo 83
Doris Day 81
Olivia De Havilland 89
Dino De Laurentiis 88
Kirk Douglas 89
oan Fonaine 88
Betty Ford 87
Glenn Ford 88
John Forsythe 89
Milton Friedman 93
Zsa Zsa Gabor 86
John Glenn 84
Dody Goodman 90
Robert Goulet 72
Curt Gowdy 86
Billy Graham 87
Andy Griffith 79
Merv Griffin 80
Robert Guillaume 78
Alexander Haig 81
Monty Hall 82
Paul Harvey 87
Leona Helsley 85
Jesse Helms 84
Edmund Hillary 85
Lena Horne 89
Henry Kissinger 82
Jack Klugman 83
Deborah Kerr 84
B.B. King 80
Monte Irvin 86
Van Johnson 89
Frankie Lane 92
Charles Lane 100
Lyndon LaRouche 83
Art Linkletter 93
Norman Lear 83
Meadowlark Lemon 75
Claude Levi-Strauss 97
Herbert Lom 88
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi 94
Karl Malden 93
Nelson Mandela 87
George McGovern 83
Robert McNamara 89
Ricardo Montalban 85
Howard Metzenbaum 88
Stan Musial 85
Augusto Pinochet (Ugarte) 90
Oral Roberts 87
David Rockefeller 90
Andy Rooney 86
Liz Taylor
James Van Allen 90
Abigail Van Buren 87
Kurt Vonnegut Jr. 83
Kurt Waldheim 87
Eli Wallach 90
Miike Wallace 87
Joseph Wapner 86
Shelley Winters 85
John Wooden 95
Jane Wyatt 94
Jane Wyman 91
Alan Young
Saturday, December 24, 2005
Dear Santa
Dear Santa,
I'm a 38 year old single mom from Alabama.
I would love to have world peace for Christmas. What? Not gonna
happen this year? Well then, I'll just move on.
If there is any way you could convince my dad that he REALLY
DOES need a hearing aid so that he'll quit yelling at all of the rest
of us who can, by the way, hear just fine - that would be swell.
My 17 year old son Dylan has been a pretty great kid so far. He's a
junior in high school and of course, I love him more than life itself.
I could never have hoped for a better child. I hope he keeps right
on staying on that "nice" rather than the "naughty" track, but God
knows I'd love him no matter what.
About the politicians... I hesitate to even go here Santa because I
don't know if all of the pixie dust and elf tricks at the North Pole
could fix what ails our political system. Maybe they should just join
hands and sing "Kumbaya" once around the big Christmas Tree at
the White House before we ring in the New Year. What do you
think?
I think that's about it... oh wait. One more thing. I DO live in a
VERY small town Santa. And I'm umm... divorced. I know, but it
happens to the best of us sometimes. At any rate, there aren't many
unattached degreed professionals in these parts, so if you do see a
cute one, could you send him my way? Merry Christmas!
Sydney
I'm a 38 year old single mom from Alabama.
I would love to have world peace for Christmas. What? Not gonna
happen this year? Well then, I'll just move on.
If there is any way you could convince my dad that he REALLY
DOES need a hearing aid so that he'll quit yelling at all of the rest
of us who can, by the way, hear just fine - that would be swell.
My 17 year old son Dylan has been a pretty great kid so far. He's a
junior in high school and of course, I love him more than life itself.
I could never have hoped for a better child. I hope he keeps right
on staying on that "nice" rather than the "naughty" track, but God
knows I'd love him no matter what.
About the politicians... I hesitate to even go here Santa because I
don't know if all of the pixie dust and elf tricks at the North Pole
could fix what ails our political system. Maybe they should just join
hands and sing "Kumbaya" once around the big Christmas Tree at
the White House before we ring in the New Year. What do you
think?
I think that's about it... oh wait. One more thing. I DO live in a
VERY small town Santa. And I'm umm... divorced. I know, but it
happens to the best of us sometimes. At any rate, there aren't many
unattached degreed professionals in these parts, so if you do see a
cute one, could you send him my way? Merry Christmas!
Sydney
Thursday, December 22, 2005
My Temperment (Scary But True)
| You Have a Choleric Temperament |
 You posses a sharp and keen intellect. Your mind is your primary weapon.Strong willed, nothing can keep you down. Your energy can break down any wall.You're an instantly passionate person - and this passion gives you an intoxicating power over others. At your worst, you are a narcissist. Full of yourself and even proud of your faults.Stubborn and opinionated, you know what you think is right. End of discussion.A bit of a misanthrope, you often see others as weak, ignorant, and inferior. |
Your Relationship Quotient
| Your Ideal Relationship is Polyamory |
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