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~ Quote of the Day ~ Every individual has a place to fill in the world and is important in some respect whether he chooses to be so or not. ~Nathaniel Hawthorne Hello people; Well I know you won't believe this but I actually signed up for this Meetup.com thing for writers in my area. The problem is apparently Fresno is short on writers who want to be involved. Now if I were into scrapbooking, being a witch, an athiest, or a plethora of other groups I have no interest in being part of, I could find my niche. I'm locally nicheless, imagine that cunundrum. I guess if it happens and I become involved with a writer's group locally that will be an okay thing. Too bad the meetup thing is local (which I know is the purpose) but it would be nice if it weren't. I know I'm not making much sense there. Frankly, I just think I need to escape Fresno, but lack of funds is prohibiting that move, plus I don't know where I'd move. I feel trapped by circumstance and life in general at the moment. I suppose it doesn't help that I know what's out there and people are continuing with their lives despite me being stalled in my tracks. I know, I'm just running away from me but I'm so ready to leave, yet I realize that all of my troubles would still be with me until they are resolved. I'm not sure I can wait until death to have my problems resolved though. Today I'm angry. I'm acknowledging that emotion because I don't want to contiually turn everything inside where the emotions rot and cause more mental illness. Aren't you glad you tuned in? As if you didn't have enough crap in your own personal life to deal with. So, here's to movement on my part even if it is lateral and not progressing forward. I hope all of you are moving as well. Okay, I'm going to attempt unraveling some of my writing. Perhaps as I pick out the knots in my work, some of the unraveling or blood-flow in my personal life will slow. It seems all I have are those circular, wart-sized Band-aids when I need a tourniquet. Oh wait! I wrote a piece about a tourniquet ... one of the more autobiographical pieces in the vast repertoire of my body of work. I'm not quite sure I'm ready for the same outcome as in that piece though. Ta for today, P |
~ Quote of the Day ~ Music is what feelings sound like. ~Author Unknown Are we not formed, as notes of music are, For one another, though dissimilar? ~Percy Bysshe Shelley Hello; I still am finding difficulty with forming words into complete thoughts. I know all of you must think me insane for not being able to slough off the pain I'm experiencing with my usual sarcastic talk and crappy view of life ways in order to just make this all some trite experience that one must go through in order to advance to the next level in life ... and if truth were told you are probably not far off in your estimation of me ... the being insane bit that is. I'm praying this isn't a permanent situation, feeling insane. Much has gone through my brain over the past few days. Nothing I can write here because I'm not sure those but the most blood-thirsty for inner demons would find anything worth consuming in my minute by minute internal ramblings. The mere fact I'm attempting to stay connected to the outside world is monumental and only one of the things I learned from my friend. I will admit to feeling lost while gripping the side of the abyss I'm falling into. I've stayed afloat, not by my power at all, but through the kind sentiments of a few people here who care. God is also carrying me now, I suppose He always has, hasn't He? The answer to that is yes in case there are those that don't know God. And yes, children of His still go through extremely trying and horrifying events in their lives, but God's hands are sure and never let us fall from them unless that is what we want. Music has always been a large part of my life, as it is with my friend. This song is for them, a friend who marches to the same drummer I do, only now the marching will be in separate directions but to the same tune. Life is indeed a journey, one I'm glad I got to share with a great friend. Raise your sticks, man, as I raise my voice ... the song never ends. White Room In the white room with black curtains near the station. Blackroof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings. Silver horses ran down moonbeams in your dark eyes. Dawnlight smiles on you leaving, my contentment. I'll wait in this place where the sun never shines; Wait in this place where the shadows run from themselves. You said no strings could secure you at the station. Platform ticket, restless diesels, goodbye windows. I walked into such a sad time at the station. As I walked out, felt my own need just beginning. I'll wait in the queue when the trains come back; Lie with you where the shadows run from themselves. At the party she was kindness in the hard crowd. Consolation for the old wound now forgotten. Yellow tigers crouched in jungles in her dark eyes. She's just dressing, goodbye windows, tired starlings. I'll sleep in this place with the lonely crowd; Lie in the dark where the shadows run from themselves. Lyrics: Eric Clapton, Music: Jack Bruce and Pete Brown http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9V77lE6u0a4&feature=related http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rvnWuOjJDh4&feature=related |
~ Quote of the Day ~ "Every normal man must be tempted at times to spit on his hands, hoist the black flag, and begin slitting throats." - Henry Lewis Mencken, 1880 - 1956 Avast ye mateys, or if ya happen ta be pillagin' with a French crew - mateys du YE d'avast. Me humble apologies ta yars who speak french proper. Arrrgh! After a good bit o' rum and a tune from me pipe, I relinquished me booty to the scalawag and wenches brave enough to cross me sword. All the gold doubloons have been handed over ta the winners (thar be no loses here) o' the 'guess which 6 sayin's made me laugh from the Universe Unlocked'. Me heart sings after havin' so much fun readin' what ya thought be in me mind. How'd the bloody contenders fare ya ask? First, let me harp about #19. The scalawag Eric would be the only one knowin' one o' me alter egos be a sponge. SpongeP be her name since I bear a strong resemblance with yellow hair and a strange attraction to plaid. Me front teeth were like the fellow's but I cinched them together with a leather thong when I was a mere lass to bridge the gap. Don't take me on, I can still spit a stream near 4 feet in length through the little hole remainin'. #19 made me laugh, but it would a been too obvious and unfair for obvious reasons. There be actually 7 sayin's which brought a tear to me eye, but one I had ta look up so that is a bonus if ya guessed it.  Here's me list. See if ya knew me at all and how ya fared. 2. A day without sunshine is like ... night. 3. On the other hand, you have different fingers. 7. He who laughs last thinks slowest. 8. Depression is merely anger without enthusiasm. 14.(bonus) How many of you believe in psycho-kinesis? Raise my hand. 15. OK, so what's the speed of dark? 26. Light travels faster than sound. That is why some people appear bright until you hear them speak. Here be the contenders answers in case ya missed 'em: Linda: Lots of good ones there Patricia. I had quite a few chuckles. It's hard to guess what takes someone else's fancy though, as there are lots of things that determine a person's sense of humour. However, I'll give it a try: 9, 11, 17, 18, 24, 25. -lostdreams: Quite the list P, and all are pretty good. I'll take a stab at your ikkle challenge and choose the following six: 14, 18, 21, 24, 25 and 26. I rather like 3 and 15 as well, but unless I claim to be numerically challenged I can't use those . Char: Okay, my guess is 2, 6, 10,11,14, and 26...but that may be just my own whacky sense of humor coming into play here. Eric: I'm just gonna pick the ones that made me laugh the hardest. Hopefully my perverted sense of humor will match yours and earn me some GPs. If not, at least I had fun, and wasn't that what all this was about? Great list. 2, 8, 9, 10, 14, 15. Hmmm, 19 or not. Nope, not 19. I hope ya all had fun because that was the point, I know I did and it beat walkin' the plank any day. Remember ta keep yar powder and yar booties booty dry. Ta for now. I'm settin' sail 'til tomorrow in search o' bleedin' new fun for yars to share. Maybe yars will want ta do this again some time. P, Pirate Queen **Feel free ta add yar favorites ta me mate Eric's list as well. Let's keep this party goin'. PQ |
~ Quote of the Day ~ "When I err every one can see it, but not when I lie." ~ Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Hello everyone; It's been a rather rough week emotionally and physically. I've been spending some time trying to sort through parts of my life that are really, really bugging me. Suffice it to say I'm not very good company even to myself.   So, in the spirit of fun, I've provided a list of things that might entertain you. I laughed at most of them, of course you all know I have a perverted sense of humor so gauge the material accordingly. Yay, bring it on you say!And just to make it fun, I'll give you some golden booty in the form of pretend cash (gift points) if you can guess which numbers on the list are my favorites ... there are six if you need a hint. Let's get this party started me hardees. Okay, enjoy the fun. I'll be baaaaaaaaaaaack to see if anyone took the challenge. Catch you tomorrow. Ta and peace, P The Universe Unlocked 1. Save the whales. Collect the whole set. 2. A day without sunshine is like... night. 3. On the other hand, you have different fingers. 4. 42.7% of all statistics are made up on the spot. 5. 99% of lawyers give the rest a bad name. 6. Remember, half the people you know are below average. 7. He who laughs last thinks slowest. 8. Depression is merely anger without enthusiasm. 9. The early bird may get the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese in the trap. 10. Support bacteria. They're the only culture some people have. 11. A clear conscience is usually the sign of a bad memory. 12. Change is inevitable, except from vending machines. 13. If you think nobody cares, try missing a couple of payments. 14. How many of you believe in psycho-kinesis? Raise my hand. 15. OK, so what's the speed of dark? 16. When everything is coming your way, you're in the wrong lane. 17. Hard work pays off in the future. Laziness pays off now. 18. Everyone has a photographic memory. Some just don't have film. 19. How much deeper would the ocean be without sponges? 20. Eagles may soar, but weasels don't get sucked into jet engines. 21. What happens if you get scared half to death twice? 22. I couldn't repair your brakes, so I made your horn louder. 23. Why do psychics have to ask you for your name? 24. Inside every older person is a younger person wondering what happened. 25. Just remember, if the world didn't suck, we would all fall off. 26. Light travels faster than sound. That is why some people appear bright until you hear them speak. http://www.joke-of-the-day.com/ |
~ Quote of the Day ~ "Gluttony is not a secret vice." ~Orson Welles Hello everyone; Hope all of you had a wonderful Thanksgiving. I was on my way to bed (it's after 3:00 AM my time and I'm still not tired, but I'm cold and yearning for lots of covers to snuggle into) and thought I'd check my regular e-mail. I found this little gem and thought I'd share it in case you've fallen into a turkey coma and can't wake up. If that's the case, hopefully a loved one will read the list to you and prompt brain activity.  I'll write later about my Thanksgiving, but for now this witty little list will have to suffice. Ta, P Top Ten Signs You've Eaten Too Much at Thanksgiving Dinner... 10. Hundreds of volunteers have started to stack sandbags around you. 9. Doctor tells you your weight would be perfect for a man 17 feet tall. 8. You are responsible for a slight but measurable shift in the earth's axis. 7. Right this minute you're laughing up pie on the carpet. 6. You decide to take a little nap and wake up in mid-July. 5. World's fattest man sends you a telegram, warning you to "back off!" 4. CBS tells you to lose weight or else. 3. Getting off your couch requires help from the fire department. 2. Every escalator you step on immediately grinds to a halt. 1. You're sweatin' gravy. jokeoftheday.com |
Happy Thanksgiving ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** As we enjoy a day of bounty in America, please take time to give thanks for your life, liberty, and the ability to provide for those less fortunate than ourselves. Please keep our military in your prayers especially as they serve far away from their loved ones during this holiday. These men and woman make our country strong and allow our freedoms to endure. May God richly bless them. Please enjoy these poems of thanksgiving. For those of you not participating in our national holiday, I wish you much joy and happiness with your families, and many bountiful blessings. Peace, Patricia ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** The Landing of the Pilgrim Fathers by Felicia Dorothea Hemans - 1826 The breaking waves dash'd high On a stern and rock-bound coast, And the woods against a stormy sky Their giant branches toss'd; And the heavy night hung dark, The hills and waters o'er, When a band of exiles moor'd their bark On the wild New England shore. Not as the conqueror comes, They, the true-hearted, came; Not with the roll of the stirring drums, And the trumpet that sings of fame; Not as the flying come, In silence and in fear;- They shook the depths of the desert gloom With their hymns of lofty cheer. Amidst the storm they sang, And the stars heard and the sea: And the sounding aisles of the dim woods rang To the anthem of the free! The ocean eagle soar'd From his nest by the white wave's foam And the rocking pines of the forest roar'd- This was their welcome home! There were men with hoary hair Amidst that pilgrim band:- Why had they come to wither there, Away from their childhood's land? There was woman's fearless eye, Lit by her deep love's truth; There was manhood's brow serenely high, And the fiery heart of youth. What sought they thus afar? Bright jewels of the mine? The wealth of seas, the spoils of war? They sought a faith's pure shrine! Ay, call it holy ground, The soil where first they trode. They have left unstained, what there they found Freedom to worship God. ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** HOW TO OBSERVE THANKSGIVING Count your blessings instead of your crosses; Count your gains instead of your losses. Count your joys instead of your woes; Count your friends instead of your foes. Count your smiles instead of your tears; Count your courage instead of your fears. Count your full years instead of your lean; Count your kind deeds instead of your mean. Count your health instead of your wealth; Count on God instead of yourself. ~~Author Unknown.~~ ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** THANKSGIVING IS.... Thanksgiving is a time of gratitude to God, our Creator and Provider, whose guidance and care go before us... and whose love is with us forever. Thanksgiving is a time to reflect on the changes, to remember that we, too, grow and change from one season of life to another. Thanksgiving is a time of changing seasons, when leaves turn golden in Autumn's wake and apples are crisp in the first chill breezes of fall. Let us remember the true meaning of Thanksgiving. As we see the beauty of Autumn, let us acknowledge the many blessings which are ours... let us think of our families and friends.. and let us give thanks in our hearts. ~~Author Unknown.~~ ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** |
~ Quote of the Day ~ "Talk doesn't cook rice." Chinese Proverb For all of you last minute cooks out there, I offer some funnies from Mrs. Garaghty's Kindergarten Class. Happy Cooking! A Kindergarten Thanksgiving Cookbook - Part One... by Mrs. Geraghty's Kindergarten Class Note: Mrs. Geraghty will not be reponsible for medical bills resulting from use of her cookbook. Ivette - Banana Pie: You buy some bananas and crust. Then you mash them up and put them in the pie. Then you eat it. Russell - Turkey You cut the turkey up and put it in the oven for ten minutes and 300 degrees. You put gravy on it and eat it. Geremy - Turkey You buy the turkey and take the paper off. Then you put it in the refrigerator and take it back out and cut it with a knife and make sure all the wires are out and take out the neck and heart. Then you put it in a big pan and cook it for half an hour at 80 degrees. Then you invite people over and eat. Andrew - Pizza Buy some dough, some cheese and pepperoni. Then you cook it for 10 hours at 5 degrees. Then you eat it. Shelby - Applesauce Go to the store and buy some apples, and then you squish them up. Then you put them in a jar that says, "Applesauce". Then you eat it. Meghan H. - Turkey You cut it into 16 pieces and then you leave it in the oven for 15 minutes and 4 degrees. you take it out and let it cool and then after 5 minutes, then you eat it. Danny - Turkey You put some salt on it to make it taste good. Then you put it in the oven. Then you cook it for an hour at 5 degrees. Then you eat it. Brandon - Turkey First you buy it at Fred Meyer. Then you cut it up and cook it for 15 hours at 200 degrees. Then you take it out and eat it. Megan K - Chicken You put it in the oven for 25 minutes and 25 degrees and put gravy on it and eat it. Christa - Cookies Buy some dough and smash it and cut them out. Then put them in the oven for 2 hours at 100 degrees. Then take them out and dry them off. Then it's time to eat them. Irene - Turkey Put it on a plate and put it in the oven with gravy. You cook it for 1 minute and for 100 degrees. Then it's all cooked. Your mom or dad cuts it and then eat. Moriah - Turkey First you cut the bones out. Then you put it in the oven for 10 hours at 600 degrees. Then you put it on the table and eat it. Vincent - Turkey You cut and put sauce on it. Then you cook it for 18 minutes at 19 degrees. Then you eat it with stuffing. Jordyn - Turkey First you have to cut it up and put it on a plate in the oven for 9 minutes and 18 degrees. Then you dig it out of the oven and eat it. Grace - Turkey First you add some salt. Then you put it in a bowl. Then you put brown sugar on it. Then you mix it all together with a spoon and then you add some milk and mix it again. And then you put it in a pan. Then you put it in the oven for 15 minutes and 16 degrees. Then you take it out of the oven and then you eat it. Alan - Turkey First you shoot it and then you cut it. And then you put it in the oven and cook it for 10 minutes and 20 degrees. You put it on plates and then you eat it. Jordan Salvatore- Turkey First you put it in the oven for 15 minutes at 100 degrees. Then you cut it up and then you eat it. Jordan Simons - Chocolate Pudding Buy some chocolate pudding mix. Then you add the milk. Then you add the pudding mix. Then you stir it. Then you put it in the refrigerator and wait for it to get hard. Then you eat it. Whitney - Turkey Cut it and put it in the oven for 50 minutes at 60 degrees and then you eat it. Jason - Chicken Pie Put the chicken in the pot and put the salad and cheese and mustard and then you mix it all together. Then put chicken sauce and stir it all around again. Then you cook it for 5 minutes at 9 degrees. Then you eat it. A Kindergarten Thanksgiving Cookbook - Part Two... by Mrs. Geraghty's Kindergarten Class Note: Mrs. Geraghty will not be reponsible for medical bills resulting from use of her cookbook. Christopher - Pumpkin Pie First you buy a pumpkin and smash it. Then it is all done. And you cook it in the oven for 12 minutes and 4 degrees. Then you eat it. Christine - Turkey First you buy the turkey. Then you cook it for 5 hours and 5 degrees. Then you cut it up and you eat it. Ashley - Chicken Put it in the oven. Then cut it up. Then I eat it. Jennie - Corn My mom buys it. Then you throw it. Then you cook it. Then you eat it. Jordan - Cranberry Pie Put cranberry juice in it. Then you put berries in it. Then you put dough in it. Then you bake it. Then you eat it. Adam - Pumpkin Pie First you put pumpkin seeds in it. Put it in a pan and bake it at 5 degrees for 6 minutes. Then take it out and eat it. Jarryd - Deer Jerky Put it in the oven overnight at 20 degrees. Then you go hunting and bring it with you. Then you eat it. Christina - Turkey Get the turkey. Put it in the oven. Cook it for 43 minutes at 35 degrees. Put it on a plate, cut it up, then eat it. Joplyn - Apple Pie Take some apples, mash them up. Take some bread and make a pie with it. Get some dough and squish it. Shape the dough into a pie shape. Put the apples in it. Then bake it at 9 degrees for 15 minutes. Isabelle - Spaghetti Put those red things in it. Then put the spaghetti in it. Then cook it in the oven for 2 minutes at 8 degrees. Bailey - Chicken Put pepper and spices on it. Cook for one hour at 60 degrees. Then eat it. Nicholas - White and Brown Pudding First you read the wrapper. Get a piece of water. Stir. Then you eat it. Sean - Turkey Put it in the oven for 5 minutes at 55 degrees. Take it out and eat it. Lauren - Turkey First you find a turkey and kill it. Cut it open. Put it in a pan. Pour milk in the pan. Put a little chicken with it. Put salsa on it. Take out of pan. Put it on the board. Cut into little pieces. Put on a rack. Put in the oven for 7 minutes at 10 degrees. Take out of the oven and put eensy weensy bit of sugar on it. Put a little more salsa on it. Then you eat it. Olivia - Corn Get hot water and put on stove. Wait for 8 minutes. Put corn in. Then put it on a plate. Then eat. Siera - Pumpkin Pie Get some pumpkin and dough for the crust. Get pumpkin pie cinnamon. Cook it for 20 minutes at 10 degrees. Kayla - Turkey Buy it. Take it home. Then you cook it. Put it in the oven for 1 hour. Take it out of the oven. Put it on a plate. Then you eat it. Tommy - Pumpkin Cook the pumpkin. Then get ready to eat the pumpkin Wai - Pumpkin Pie Get a pumpkin. Cook it. Eat it. joke-of-the-day.com |
~ Quote of the Day ~ "Please send me your last pair of shoes, worn out with dancing as you mentioned in your letter, so that I might have something to press against my heart." ~Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Hello people - you should be dancing, yeah! Okay, few people here know that I love to dance. I'm not anywhere near good but I have a certain amount of rhythm which I throw around with wild abandon just to please me. In fact, I'm the one in the grocery store listening to the music, humming along with the song, and occasionally dancing with my cart down the aisle. I seriously need to get a real life. And I will confess that when I get tired of sitting in front of my computer for hours on end, I put on my Sarah Brightman 'Harem' CD and belly dance. Well not really belly dance, though there is a belly and I'm attempting to move.  I know, that's just too frightening on sooooooo many levels and I truly can imagine your faces all puckered up at the image shot into your mind by the mere mention of a less than perfect, tad too plump me belly dancing. Hey, at least I don't have a webcam!But I love to dance and I love to watch dance ... ballet, tap, broadway shows, ballroom, pretty much anything. And another confession. I watch 'So You Think You Can Dance' and 'Dancing With The Stars'. Last night was the semi-final of 'Dancing With the Stars' with three dancers remaining - Marie Osmond (although I like her, she should have been gone a few weeks ago), Helio the race car driver, and Scary Spice Mel B. Sabrina of the Cougar Girls fame, who would have probably won the title and glitterball trophy was voted off the dancefloor a few weeks ago. Probably by some group that thought she was a professional. So are any of you watching the countdown to who gets the trophy? Are you even interested? Gosh with all that's happened this season, Marie will probably win since she has this giant fan base and the best dancer Helio or Mel will just go home with holes in their shoes and hearts. I'm rooting for Helio ... like you care.  But the best thing that happened on the show was Michael Flatley and some of his troupe danced. For those who have just popped out of a cave to get your mail and might not know who Flatley is, think Riverdance and Lord of the Dance. Another confession. If I could meet someone famous I think I might just choose Michael Flatley. What can I say, he's tres cute, can dance like a demon, and he's Irish. Plus, he has cute legs. How superficial is that?! Okay, he's also got a great business mind and is worth buckets of gold. Not bad for an Irish lad from Chicago now living in a mansion in County Cork.Now for the non-superficial reason why I'd like to meet him. I remember an interview that he did years ago after he left Riverdance. He was a pariah everywhere he went and people weren't afraid to tell him so. But he's a fighter, both literally and figuratively. He mentioned that he had nothing left and he was face down on the mat but he wasn't going to remain there. He picked himself up and kept trying when all the odds were against him and he succeeded far beyond what other people could even imagine ... except him. That struck my head like a boulder falling from the sky. At that time I was sitting home after getting hurt at work. Both my arms were injured and I'd been in and out of therapy for quite a while with the therapists trying to make my hands work and not much was happening there, even pain pills weren't helping. But I listened to him talk about where he'd come from in his life and the not giving up. I don't claim to even be in the same universe with him and his talent, but that hour long interview made me think I could keep getting up off the mat when I was face down and the referee was on the last count. Through all the things that have happened to me, including this last bout of insecure moments, I remember what all the people who are special to me have said to keep me going while I've been lying on that fight mat. I laugh at myself for thinking I have some odd connection with Michael Flatley whom I'll never meet or talk to. But I suppose that's what inspiration is all about. Something to grasp onto while the world spins out of control. And like Flatley, I continue dancing to my own piper and drummer despite my foibles. What are you waiting for? You should be dancing. Yeah! Ta and peace, P - Dancing Queen http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OWRmBCtSXrM&feature=related |
~ Quote of the Day ~ "Vertigo is the conflict between the fear of falling and the desire to fall." Salman Rushdie It's after 2:00 AM and I'm finally headed to my own bed. Feel a little tipsy in my head since I haven't been home for days. Could have something to do with sleeping on an aerobed for days and not getting any sleep, but most likely it's the candy I've been shoving in my mouth at an accelerated rate. I've been bad with the chocolate again. Help me someone ... anyone. With hope later today I'll awake and not have the twirling head. In the meantime enjoy the video. If you watch the background then you'll get a sense of the funhouse I call my equilibrium. Catch up with you later today. Ta and peace for now ... rock on, P http://www.vh1.com/video/play.jhtml?id=1573494&vid=37490 Vertigo U2 Unos, dos, tres, catorce Turn it up loud, captain! Lights go down It's dark The jungle is your head Can't rule your heart I'm feeling so much stronger Than I thought Your eyes are wide And though your soul it can't be bought your mind can wander Hello, Hello Hola! I'm at a place called vertigo (¿Dónde está?) It's everything I wish I didn't know Except you give me something I can feel Feel The night is full of holes Those bullets rip the sky Of ink with gold They twinkle as the boys play rock and roll They know that they can't dance At least they know I can sell the beat I'm askin' for the cheque Girl with crimson nails Has Jesus 'round the neck Swinging to the music Swinging to the music Woooao Hello, Hello Hola! I'm at a place called Vertigo (¿Dónde está?) It's everything I wish I didn't know But you give me something I can feel Feel Check mated Oh yeah Hours of fun... All of this, all of this can be yours All of this, all of this can be yours All of this, all of this can be yours Just give me what I want and no-one gets hurt Hello, Hello Hola! I'm at a place called Vertigo Lights go down and all I know Is that you give me something I can feel You're teaching me ...aaahhh Your love is teaching me how How to kneel Kneel Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah... Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah! Lyrics:Bono & The Edge Produced by: Steve Lillywhite Backing Vocals: The Edge Synthesizers: Jacknife Lee I'm Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack! Okay, after signing off this morning (by the way I'm in California and the time stamp constantly makes me older and tireder ... is that a word? ... than I really am because it advances me by three hours. Kim, if you're up going to work at that time I pity you since I thought I was the only one in this here place that went to work while vampires were still at play. Ugh.) I fell into bed with the hopes of visions of sugar plums, or at least a vegetable substitute since I've eaten my weight in chocolate, to be dancing in my head, but no that wasn't happening at all. I couldn't sleep and watched television until around 3:30 AM and drifted off only to awaken around 6:00 AM. I squinted at the red numbers and frowned and forced myself to roll over and try to hypnotize myself back to sleep. When I awoke the second time I thought it would be around 6:15 which is usually how long my self-hypnosis lasts. But it was 10:15! Yeah, sorry to all of you who had to work today, but it was only six hours sleep. But apparently the last four hours were those hard sleeping hours where you wake up and your face has somehow impaled itself into the pillow and you look as if wrinkles have been permanently ironed into your face from sleeping so hard. I'm hoping some sort of miracle cream will lessen those pillowcase furrows on the side of my cheeks. If not Batman has found a new villan to fight ... angry pillowcase face. So I've spent the afternoon doing laundry and miscellaneous crap that needs accomplishing before Thanksgiving. I thought I'd just catch up with all of you before I start my baking. Being the love child of Betty Crocker and Pillsbury Doughboy gives me a heads up on the treats I bake in my Easy Bake Oven, not that I like to brag.  Oh, stupid side trip: Last year I took some goodies to a potluck at work - what I like to affectionately call ptomaine Thursday. Anyway, my superviser, who had developed her own set of anal retentive issues for our band of pirates, told me I should open a bakery. I looked at her and said, "Thank you, I'll try to plug my Easy Bake Oven into my cigarette lighter and cook on the way to work so we'll always have oven-fresh treats." Okay, it was nice that she thought my baking good enough for a shop, I just wasn't sure appeasing her with daily treats didn't border on some sort of ethical infraction, or pandering, or harrassment. Oh, by the way, I gave her the recipe she loved and said adieu at the end of the season, and lived to bake another day. Okay, other than the mundane, that's about it for now. I'm off to finish another load of clothes and start on brownies ... yum. I know, more chocolate to put me into brain overload. Talk later ... ta, P p.s. Here's a video of my dad. I thought you'd like to know where I get my dancing ability. http://www.pillsbury.com/aall/dancingdoughboy.aspx?WT.mc_id=FRD&p=/R+yeRkuoxX9eL... |
~ Quote of the Day ~ There is a chasm of carbon and silicon the software can't bridge ~Rahul Sonnad, 1998 Windows NT crashed. I am the Blue Screen of Death. No one hears your screams. ~Peter Rothman, 1998 Chaos reigns within. Reflect, repent, and reboot. Order shall return. ~Suzie Wagner, 1998 A file that big? It might be very useful. But now it is gone. ~David J. Liszewski, 1998 Hello people; Hope all of you are well. After five days I am finally back online. Woohoo! Okay, perhaps that was a tad overwhelming to those of you without computer problems and tons of RAM and a backup failsafe system that's working for you. To the rest of you with antiquated systems, welcome to my world. I think after spending almost all those five days with me while fixing my computer, my nephew deserves a round of applause. His bedroom is at times like walking into a computer graveyard full of miscellaneous monitors, drivers, computer cases, etc., as well as the home for a million screws that haven't made it into the plastic divided bins I've bought him. But the child can usually fix what I need fixed even when I describe the dire situation in non binary terms that lack a certain computerese finesse. At least he occasionally smiles when telling me I kind of understood what he was talking about. So after a new video card, a new windows program, a new wireless card, and a collection of sundry other pirated parts from the den of Matthew, I'm up and running. But I lost all the e-mails I'd been working through in my Outlook folder as well as a good portion of what was in my regular e-mail. I don't know if it was the Trojan horse or worm that ate through my internet browser as well as a good poriton of my computer last time the poor thing crashed, or if Yahoo decided to clean house and not tell me, but I'm saddened that years of work and e-mail stuff is now orbiting the hinterland of cyberspace. Oh well, I'll try to think of it as the stuff that's in storage that I haven't gone through for a year and not dredge up the emotions attached to some of the stuff. With hope someone will jog my brain and I can ask them what they sent me. Otherwise I'm just saying ta to the lost stuff. I haven't written a thing since I left the computer behind even though I write it all on paper anyway. I just didn't feel the need to stress my brain and try to write or edit the few things I needed to finish. I'll have to get to that in the next few days and send the things I'm working on for other people to them by the end of the week hoping they understand. So I guess that's it for a bit until I can get my mind in gear and concentrate on something new. Nothing much has changed, there is still the upstairs to finish that I had to leave in order to get the computer thing done. Ah, the circle of life ... what would we do without it? Ta for now, P |
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