Day One... trials

Not a happy camper. Details later. Walked a$$ off to get to class, only to find out it was on the fourth floor. Elevator was out. Walked up 8 flights of stairs. Refilled water bottle. Sat in class less then ten minutes and instructor notified today was field experience. Go to the court yard and observe other students. Write down observations for 40 minutes and then return to class. So, walk down 8 flights of stairs and out to court yard, find spot to sit in shade, do assignment. Realize that college students are stupid. I was at the clock tower. I have a pic for you but ... Oh wait... I know... that will come in a few minutes. OK, so students will actually stop and wait to walk through the clock tower instead of taking two steps around it.

Picture is trapped on cell phone. I returned to class (huffing now because my legs have already had a really good workout this week, ask Doc! And I have been suffering from leg cramps.) and I sit there in agony because my legs hurt. Oh yea, refilled water bottle before I went back to class. We compare notes for a few minutes, he lectures, we re-compare notes, he lectures... and gives us a pretest. We go over the test and then we get to take a break. For which I text Doc that we are taking another break. He laughs at me and says I might not get out of there tonight. Thanks.

Class runs until about 8pm and he lets us go. I pulled my phone out to text Doc back. It vibrates in my hand, I look at it, it is the text that Doc had sent me (I think) and I walked into the hand rail and dropped my Blackberry. CAN YOU BELIEVE that? It broke into a few pieces. I was able to put a few things back together. I can't scroll or do anything that I got the unit for ... but i was able to call Doc and inform him that I am a klutz. LOL. He was very good about it.

Doc kept me company on the walk to the car. On the spooky walk to the car. Which is why I decided to try to dial his number directly. It is a residential street. Not lit well. OK, on the side the side walk is on it is not lit well. The area under construction (which they were still working on at 8pm) was lit up like a roman candle. The other bright area was the parking lot. Doc stayed with me until I got into the car. Isn't he a sweetie?

Got another Charlie Horse driving through town. The jack off ahead of me did a panic stop and I clutched and hit the break. On the extension the CH hit me. I thought I was gonna die. LOL. I chose to swerve around mr igiot (there was nothing there to stop over) and use a few bad words.

Did I mention that I filled the water bottle a 4th time before I left?

I get home and pick kids up from next door. Neighbor tells me how bad Lulu was. I feel horrible about that. I will do that post another time. Get home, no porch light on had to leave headlights on to get inside. Then go back out and shut headlights off.

Took long hot shower. Going to bed. Considering a beer but that is too far away and I am not walking that far and I am not sure I have enough energy to open it. LOL.

The big day

Song of the day: "Spider-webs" Garbage

Quote of the day: "If I have seen further it is by standing on the shoulders of giants." Sir Issac Newton (1642-1727) In a letter to Robert Hooke (Feb 5th, 1675)

Today I have the feeling of butterflies in my stomach. There is no reason for it. This is not a new task for me. I have been to school before. I didn't sleep a wink last night. I tossed and turned all night (partially because Doc started back on the night shift and I just got really used to having him there). Almost every time I got up I was thinking about these classes and worrying that I have to big of a course load. I even dropped one class over night. LOL. Am I wimp or what?

It does not help any that the local news is boasting about confirmed cases of the H1N1 virus in the local campuses (200 @ Tenn State) and primary schools. I have not heard of WKU but I am sure it is there too. KY had confirmed cases of the flu before TN last year when the outbreak began. The end is near. Impending doom. LOL. In other words, there is a really good chance that everyone is going to get the flu this year. Fun. Just what we all need and want. Right? Yeap.

I then shot out of bed at 4am and on my fist bed to the bathroom (you know that sudden ... I GOT TO PEE feeling...) and got a half of a step down the hallway and was seized by a Charlie Horse in my right calf. LOL. But that did not hinder my trip to the bath. It just made me use a few ugly words. I tried but I just could not work out the cramp. I had them the day before too. I figured I will get some potassium pills and see if that don't help. It did the last time I had a bought of Charlie Horses.

**sigh**sigh**SIGH**

Song of the day: "Another Brick in the Wall" Pink Floyd

Quote of the day: "A fool's brain digests Philosophy into folly, Science into superstition, and Art into pedantry. Hence University education." George Bernard Shaw (1856-1950)

Back to college on Monday.

How to pick a preacher

First - I know you don't often hear me talk about religion. I am a believer and I do attend some church. I do think any walk of religious background will appreciate a little humor on the topic. Please read and enjoy.

Second -
Song of the day: "Amazing Grace" Ani Defranco

Quote of the day: "The secret of a good sermon is to have a good beginning and a good ending, then having the two as close together as possible." George Burns (1896-1996)

I might actually blog later but I am trying to sort a few things out here. LOL. Any tips on how to find a baby sitter for one night a week?

Now for the topic:

By Joe Carter - for more information on him, please visit his web page

For my next career (i.e., after I get fired from this job) I'm considering going into the ministry. Not oly do I think it is my calling in life but to me it's the perfect job. Being a pastor would allow me to combine my three biggest passions; telling people how they should live, avoiding manual labor, and eating.

Preachers lead a cushy, well-fed existence. Basically all they do is talk and eat. That seems to be the standard format for a life as a minister. Put in an hour of work on Sunday - then get invited to lunch. Visit with the sick people in the hospital - then eat their Jello when they nod off. Grab a deacon and drop by some unsuspecting parishioner's house during dinnertime - and then , well, you get the idea. Then, after a long day of talking and gorging, you can go soak your feet in the baptistery. What more could you ask for in a career?

Unfortunately, though, it will be a few more years before I have a congregation of my own. When I become a minister then you are welcome to join my church (note: I have a preference for fried chicken and corn on the cob). So, in the meantime, here are a few pointers to picking out a preacher:

Ensure the pastor knows what he is talking about - Like everyone else, preachers sometimes get lazy and don't properly prepare. Sometimes, if they think no one is paying attention, they often just start making stuff up like referring to - called "books of the Bible" such as Nahum or Habbakuk or Haggai. Don't let them fool you. I've been reading the Bible my whole life and I can tell you that I've never seen any of those books before.

Be sure he isn't long winded - This becomes especially important during football season. While it can be difficult to spot a gasbag before they get started, often times you can pick up on subtle clues. For example, if he opens his sermon with, "How 'bout them Cowboys!" there's a good chance you'll be out in time for kickoff. If, on the other hand, you notice he takes a sack lunch to the podium then pray you remembered to set TiVo.

Avoid overbearing preachers - Though they have the best of intentions, some preachers can be a bit hard to stomach. I once had a pastor who would constantly refer to us "lost", "degenerate sinners", and "in need of redemption." Once he got wound up it would spiral off into claims that we were "wicked", "unrepentant" and " bound for hell." Now, if such fire-and brimstone rhetoric had come on Sunday morning I wouldn't have minded; but when you're playing church league softball you really expect more encouragement from the coach.

Find a minister that won't sugarcoat the truth - While you do't want a preacher who's too harsh, you also don't want one that is afraid to be controversial. Church people are just sinners like everyone else. The only difference is that we know where to meet on Sunday to hear the best gossip. In order to keep us on the straight and narrow we need to har sermons on the touchy subjects that hit close to home. One of my favorite pastors used to preach about a different sin every week. Every sermon he would rail against backbiters, slanderers, hypocrites, perverts, etc. I always went home feeling the message had really touched my heart, almost as if it were meant for me. His sermons never failed to stir me, though to be perfectly honest, I would have preferred he had not ended each example of wickedness with"...like Joe"

The family pic

The Salesman and the pressie behind him

more pic's of the pressie to come soon. Girls and I are busy cleaning.

Present

Doc bought me something really big and special and I will post pictures tomorrow.

For Dave

Quote of the day: "I used to think the brain was the most wonderful organ in my body. Then I realized who was telling me this." Emo Phillips

Song of the day: " Mustang Sally" Wilson Picket

Catblogging on Wednesday

I couldn't resist, he looks so happy!

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[b]Your Superpower Should Be Invisibility[/b]

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You are stealth, complex, and creative.
You never face problems head on. Instead, you rely on your craftiness to get your way.
A mystery to others, you thrive on being a little misunderstood.
You happily work behind the scenes... because there's nothing better than a sneak attack!

Why you would be a good superhero: You're so sly, no one would notice... not even your best friends

Your biggest problem as a superhero: Missing out on all of the glory that visible superheroes get

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cat video Funny

Funny Cats @ Yahoo! Video

There are just no words for this image.

Stealing pic's for cat blogging

rollar coaster

I was reading about this ride breaking down and all I could think was that it looked like the type of ride I would not mind going on. Well, not now of course, it now has a "history" of instability. This is just the ride not the ride breaking.

Blink Blink

Song of the day: "Born to Run" Bruce Springsteen

Quote of the day: "Everyone is a genius at least once a year. The real geniuses simply have their bright ideas closer together." Georg Christoph Lichtenberg (1742-1799)

I was over to DeboBlue's blog and really enjoyed today's post. One thing I love about blogging and miss in general is being able to feed off of someone's blog and have yet your own unique take on it. So, Debo, first I want to give credit where it is due, I stole todays blog idea from YOU.

Debo's blog today is on FRIENDSHIP and the great and wonderful "Aha" moments. Which got me thinking of Epiphany's in general and the wonderful world of them. I regret how rare they are! I made the comment, '"I love how when the moment of "Aha" or "Epiphany" occurs it seems like that instant in time is the exact moment where you will spend hours of reflection."' And I firmly believe in it.

Havee you ever had one? Would you mind leaving it in the comments or blogging about it and leaving me a link to your blog?

I had one the other day. Bless Doc's heart, he had no choice but to hear me out. My great "Aha" of the (year) was when I realized that I had been supressed for so long that I had lost all intrest in any real writing (other then bitching and complaing or writing about the boring and mundane that we all experience). I realized that meeting Doc and leaving Georgia had given me a piece of me back. Doc helped to free me from being repressed (and prolly depressed but we won't go there) and he gave me back my imagination. OK, well ... I am not sure that came out right but you get the gist of what I am trying to say. Of course when this happened I was not cool calm and collect about it (like Debo), lol, I was Jenny Jabber Jaws. And don't think it escaped my attention that he got up and took 2 Alieve's. LOL. And don't think for a second that phased me, I was talking and I couldn't stop! Honest.

But that gave me a goal. I am willing to pick up on some writing. My already started stuff is still in Georgia but that is not going to stop me. I have a few idea's running around my head and they are slightly slanted on political views. I am not one to really blog on politic's (though I do think them and even breech a few subjects with Doc), so, I am not sure if they will make it here... however I am giving my readers a heads up in case they do.

Looking forward to comments.

Better Start

Good Morning. I just wanted to take a second and say that Doc ROCKS my world. Looking forward to a GREAT day.

starting out on wrong foot

YOU KNOW IT IS NOT GOING TO BE A GOOD DAY WHEN HE DECIDES TO WAKE UP WITH THE COMPANY OF THE BIRD AND NOT YOU. Bump this. Then he goes outside and I have to listen to her. BUMP THIS.

Eureka Friday

Song of the day: "How Soon is now" The Smiths (AKA Charmed theme song)

Quote of the day: "And that's the world in a nutshell, an appropriate receptacle." Stan Dunn

No.No. Let us be clear on that. Eureka as in the TV show not as in a bright idea. LOL. No bright ideas around here, they don't go over well. I don't care if there is a ball game tonight. Tonight is my night for the TV. I get the TV. It is Eureka!

Cash for clunkers. Did you get yours? I didn't. See, it kind of pisses me off that the money is running out, lol, as I have a dire need for a new car! I have a lot of driving to do in the next few years and I don't see the Jeep making it until December. I really hate to have to drop out of school because I can't get there! I have tried to be subdue about asking Doc and I keep getting shot down. I hate it. Of course I will give credit where it is due, lol, he did come home yesterday and said he was willing to talk about it. I was still in the mode of being sick. I feel better today (first time in 3 days!) but I don't feel 100%. Let's see how the day goes.

Strip club. Ahhh yes ladies. Ahhh yes indeedy. It is about time. And the worse part of this is the co-owner is one of the protesters. LOL. However, later this month.... NASHVILLE is going to get her first FULL MONTY male strip club. Yes, this is so. Has been on the news for two days. Still hitting the breaking news. WOW. And the model they show is a sculpted black man rubbed down in baby oil, but only his chest and arms. BUT damn fine arms and chest has he! LOL. I mean it is OK to cross racial lines and say someone is hot. I don't give a damn about petty racism on this topic so please keep your mouth shut. A hot bod is a hot bod. It don't matter you skin color, race, or gender. I am still a supporter of Pam Anderson! I think she is one of the prettiest women I have ever seen!

Sadly we say good-bye to John Hughes. The Godfather of the Brat Pack. The writer of popular teen flicks in the 80's like the Breakfast club. They are reporting he had a massive heart attack on his morning walk yesterday. Sad. Another Icon lost this year. He was only 59.

Link to that sicko that killed them women at the GYM's blog (or a small portion of his blog from Aug 3, his web site has been shut down)

Following Kathleen and a Facebook ME ME

EDIT - Deleted 18

Rules: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note completing the 35 "I’ve come to realize." At the end, choose the friends you want to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it's because I want to know more about you or I knew you way back when and am interested in what life has taught you!!

1. I've come to realize that my chest size...
Needs a reduction

2. I've come to realize that my job(s)..
Don't pay much being a housewife going to college

3. I've come to realize that I need....
Space

4. I've come to realize that I have lost...
my mind and don't care who finds it

5. I've come to realize that I hate it when...
People act stupid because their race or culture permits it

6. I've come to realize that if I'm drunk...
Something monumental happened like Armageddon is beating on the door.

7. I've come to realize that money...
don't grow on trees now I just have to convince my 10 year old that

8. I've come to realize that certain people...
are fake, phony and make up lies to look better

9. I've come to realize that I'll always ...
have no regrets

10. I've come to realize that my sibling(s)...
one is a copycat the other an idiot

11. I've come to realize that my mom...
has major mental health issues and there is no saving her

12. I've come to realize that my cell phone...
is a Blackberry and is used as much as the puter

13. I've come to realize that when I woke up this morning...
I needed to check my FB and clean, lol, me too.

14. I've come to realize that last night before I went to sleep...
I should have gone about 8pm

15. I've come to realize that right now I am thinking...
of driving my car to WKU everyday and will it make it and hubbs is being very selfish about the new(er) car issue we are having. I might have to move up to WKU if this persists.

16. I've come to realize that my dad....
is still amongst the unknown features of my life and that I don't care.

17. I've come to realize that when I get on Facebook...
i am here to avoid reality and kill time

18. Deleted

19. I've come to realize that tonight...
Doc will go to bible study alone.

20. I've come to realize that tomorrow...
Will be a lot like today

21. I've come to realize that I really want to...
have things that people are to selfish to deal with

22. I've come to realize that the person who is most likely to repost this is...
a few people I don't know on my MW at facebook or maybe a blogger bud or two

23. I've come to realize that life...
is a short ride and I have loved every second of mine

24. I've come to realize that this weekend...
is Doc's first off without asking for it and we will most likely go to church, crap I gotta Iron

25. I've realized the best music to listen to when I am upset...
something loud and heavy

26. I've come to realize that my friends...
turned their backs on me when I needed them.

27. I've come to realize that this year...
rocks

28. I've come to realize that my ex(es)...
rot in hell and I will be there pitching coal on their fires

29. I've come to realize that maybe I should.....get off my ass and change it for myself


30. I've come to realize that I love..
my children and Doc with all my heart

31. I've come to realize that I don't understand...
people that work at DMV

32. I've come to realize my past...
was my past and should stay there

33. I've come to realize that parties...
are time wasters and I have better things to do

34. I've come to realize that I'm totally terrified..
of losing my kids and Doc, and scared to the dickens of tornado's

35. I've come to realize that my life...
has been neat

Little Johnny

No good deed should ever go unnoticed.

Joke of the day submitted by Mrs. L.

The teacher said, "Let's begin by reviewing some American History. Who said 'Give me Liberty, or give me Death'?"

She saw a sea of blank faces, except for Little Johnny, a bright Navajo Indian boy who had his hand up. "'Patrick Henry, 1775," he said.

"Very good!"

Who said, "Government of the People, by the People, for the People, shall not perish from the Earth?"

Again, no response except from Little Johnny, "Abraham Lincoln, 1863."

The teacher snapped at the class, "Class, you should be ashamed, Little Johnny knows more about history than you do."

She heard a loud whisper: "Screw the Indians."

"Who said that?" she demanded.

Little Johnny put his hand up, "General Custer, 1876 ."

At that point, a student in the back said, "I'm gonna puke."

The teacher glares around and asks, "All right! Now who said that!?"

Again, Little Johnny says, "George Bush to the Japanese Prime Minister, 1991."

Now furious, another student yells, "Oh yeah? Suck this!"

Little Johnny jumps out of his chair waving his hand and shouts to the teacher, "Bill Clinton, to Monica Lewinsky, 1997!"

Now with almost mob hysteria someone said "You little shit. If you say anything else, I'll kill you."

Little Johnny frantically yells at the top of his voice, "Michael Jackson to the child witnesses testifying against him- 2004."

The teacher fainted.

And as the class gathered around the teacher on the floor, someone said, "Oh shit, We're screwed!"

Little Johnny said quietly, "The American people, November 4, 2008."

WOW WOW WONDER WOMAN

When I was a kid I would tell people that Lynda Carter was my mother. That ended abruptly when my mother got wind of it and disciplined me. I search actors then and now and came up this this picture. WOW, I knew she was still beautiful, as she had appeared on an episode of Smallville and a movie my oldest daughter watches SKY HIGH. What I did not know was that she has a CD "At Last" and a website to promote the CD and Tour. Neat find or what?

Mom Jeans

Skinny Chic's - Look this article was so uncalled for. I went insofar as to click the link to search photos of mom jeans. And you know what? LOL. One day you will be here you little twit, go eat a brownie and have a baby or two and then look at this silly little spectacle you made of yourself. Ha Ha Ha.

Holland Look here

Holland should you stop by my blog, please direct your attention to May 2009 and the Post - Sunday all day long (i think) and you will find our pic's of Bush stadium and the arch.

Virural infection of the mind

EDIT - Book 9 From the blackberry owners manual to Beautiful Joe (one of my favorites I just couldn't remember the name of it when I did the MEME)

Here is a MemE I picked up from DOC
he picked it up from Kathleen
who picked it up from Facebook

Rules: Don't take too long to think about it. Sixteen books you've read that will always stick with you. First sixteen you can recall in no more than 16 minutes. Tag 16 friends, including me because I'm interested in seeing what books my friends choose. And like Doc tagging people is so last year so you can tag yourself and link back to my blog. Please leave your URL in my comments.

1) Where the red fern grows, Wilson Rawls
2)The Illiad, Homer
3)The Hitchhikers guide to the galaxy, Douglas Adams
4)The red pony, John Steinbeck
5)The Stand, Stephen King
6)The Epic of Gilgamesh and speculated modern translations
7)The writings of Julian of Norway and their speculated translations
8)Exodus, The Holy Bible
9)Beautiful Joe, Marshall Saunders
10)That F**king Microbiology book
11)The Great and Secret Show, Clive Barker
12)The Dragon Lance Chronicles, Margret Weis and Tracy Hickman
13)Stranger in a strange land, Robert Heinlein
14)Red Planet, Robert Heinlein
15)Asimov's Chronology of the world, Issac Asimov
16)Scientology, the fundamentals of thought. L. Ron Hubbard

almost x rated

Quote of the day: "People are not curved; they bend." Molly

Song of the day: "People are People." Depeche Mode

I am thinking.

Yea Yea, the internet is burning down, lol, Jenn is thinking!

One thing nice about being with Doc is that I have managed to get my imagination back. My inspiration to write again. Hee Hee. So, lets see what I can turn out over the next few months.

looks uncomphie


the future of IT


my pressie from the north

Life is Good

Song of the day: "Mary had a little weenie" Lulu

Quote of the day: "Children are all foreigners." Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882)

Doc is home, life is good. Lucy is entertaining us by revamping words to songs. Mandy started 5th grade this morning. I repeat Life Is Good.

Second Random memory

Song of the day: "Wipe out" The Surfaris

Quote of the day: "Man is the only animal that laughs and weeps, for he is the only animal that is struck with the difference between what things are and what they ought to be." William Hazlitt (1778-1830)

After speaking in depth with Tina yesterday I got a yankering for strawberry soda. The kind she used to make. LOL.

Random Memory

Song of the day: "Time of my Life" Dirty Dancing sound track

Quote of the day: "Men get Gay, Happy Happy, Gay. Women, on the other hand, get this Eustachian Darwinian word, Lesbian; sounds like a weird tree frog or something." Henry Rollins (2-13-61 - present)

I have been spending time on Facebook, all of my regular readers know that. Ha. My absence explained. Let us back up a second. It was required to have a facebook account by a class I took online. When I graduated from EGC I went into facebook with the intent to close the account. Two things happened. I saw some old friends that had requested to be my online friend and I had an invite to Mafia Wars.

The old friends I added a few as a curiosity but i only left a small note here or there as I didn't want to be a pest. You know, Jenn rears her head and hasn't spoke to anyone (except NYPINTA) for 20 years and poof wants back in our life. Not true. The reality is that when Jenn left NY she was hurt, mad, and full of all that angry stuff. I had absolutely no intention of ever being a part of that life again.

Backing up a bit, I didn't talk to many people after HS except NYPINTA.

Fast forward a tiny bit and I did not speak to my mom, or my friends, et al from March 1999 to May of this year. OK. See, I was mad!

Back to the present. I was curious, it is after all a part of human nature, and spoke to a few.

So, one of the old gaming buds had sent me a request to join his mafia, WHAT? LOL. Ok, so I hesitated but joined and ignored the other requests, I mean, why would I want to join someones mafia I didn't know? I will explain that later or another day, which ever I get to first.

Then more High School friends started to add me and more and lots of people I didn't know. At first I was like, OK, maybe my old social network was a little bit bigger then I remember but damned if I know these names! HONEST. Some 1200 friends later... the Eureka moment.... oh doah! LOL.

Yesterday, I peered through my list and found names that I knew and peeked at their profile pictures and what have you. A little later I got on IM with an old friend and then this moved to the phone. I got engaged in conversation with an old gal pal of mine, Tina. Lost track of the entire day.

That was really neat. I didn't know how big of a part of my life I had missed out on. I missed out on my friends growing up and facing very similar problems that I have had. I missed my friends growing families and experience and their lives. I missed their lives. I missed seeing Jen B get married. She looked beautiful, I saw the pictures. I missed Tina's first baby and first divorce. I missed the nut job Gena interfering with and ruining the lives of some good people. I missed joy, sadness, and the bond of life.

It was after I spoke to Tina that I viewed her pictures (other then the profile picture where OMG she looks fantastic) and I came across Jen B's wedding photos. At first, I just pulled the album open to see more pictures of Tina and see if I recognized anyone in the photos. Did I expect it to be JEN B's wedding? NO. Flipping through the photos I decided to open one of the bride and groom. No telling there as I was friends with about a billion Jen's in HS. LOL. It was the plague of RCS. Jen's. And worse then that, we were in the same classes and ran in the same social circles. So, I clicked on the bride to see if I recognized what damn Jen it was.

This was when it all hit me and I misted up. No. Wait. I ran to the bathroom and bawled my eyes out. It was my favorite Jen. My best Jen friend. When we lived in Oakbrook my best friends were Jen B, Tommy P, Tina L, and NYPINTA. There were many others but those 4 knew the in's and out's of every tragic second of my life.

I did a few chores (keeping the tissues close by) and kept thinking of Jen. WOW. Seeing her threw me for a major loop. There were so many things that happened. There was the Ernie Maurer incident. LOL. Tina you can ask Jen of midnight lesbo activities. LOL. She will deny it. There was the bug out incident where we took her brother to McDonalds and he threw a fit because Jen took a sip of her drink (he was germaphobic) (and hence I got a child like him, prolly because I had the nerve to laugh then). Then there was the day I got invited to her mom's.

So, onto the random memory. LOL. I blame Jen B for this. The time I got invited to spend the night with her at her Mothers. First we had to access her driveway from the road department. We walked up a long driveway (uphill about a mile or so it seemed) and cross a creek, and then we got to her mom's. A large log cabin. This home had no power and no running water. It was quiet and boring and we could only go potty if and only if we went and drew water to flush. It was much like camping, lol, but in a cool way. I was never invited up there again but I never forgot being there either. It introduced me to a life of seclusion.

It had introduced me to a person (her mother) who didn't want to be bothered by life the universe or anything. I really liked her mom and yea, did I get my idea to disappear from her... somewhere deep in my mind I think I did.

Stage Collapse in Canda, Billy Currington injured and no news on Kevin Costner who was getting ready to perform.

cat blogging

This will only last until he jumps in the tub and it is full of water for the girls bath

If you can't take the heat, stay out of the fire

Song of the day: "Wish you were here" Pink Floyd

Quote of the day: "Honesty is the best policy - when there is money in it." Mark Twain (1835-1910)

I came across this in the news this morning. Should there be special privileges if you a rich person that has taken millions from people in a Ponzi scheme? Anyway, this guy thinks that the jail (that he is being held at in Texas and the cell that he has to share with 8 to 10 other arrested men) is too hot to stay in while he is waiting on trial. The judge won't let him have bail because he is a risk to flea due to business in Antigua. I think he should have thought about things like what jail might be like when he was stealing from people and not complain about the dilapidated system after he got caught. Sweat it out buddy! I have no sympathy for you!

Some reservations. I have a low trust threshold. Very low and my self esteem is sometimes down there too. When I was reading at Doc's blog and saw someone wanted to meet him at the ball game I got suspicious. I mean, come on, the last person he met off of the internet he took home with him (ha ha ). Then I read over to Holland's blog and quickly remembered I used to read his blog often! So, Holland is not per se competition. Blog reading competition, yes, because his is well written, light hearten, and funny... and well, mine is not. Go check out his blog if you like.

There has to be a Mafia Wars help group somewhere! LOL. I play it every day now. GRRR.