Friday Feasting and then some.

September 30, 2005 | 3 Comments

It’s Friday, therefore we shall feast! Go here to play along.

Appetizer:
When was the last time you visited a hospital?

A couple months ago when I went for a check up and “fill” on my gastric band. It was so much fun! (Not.) The procedure was performed under fluoroscopy and afterwards I puked barium solution into the shrubs next to the parking lot.
Soup:
On a scale of 1 to 10 with 10 being highest, how ambitious are you?

Generally, about a 7 – I do like to succeed and achieve things in my life, so I work at it. I’ve also been known to maintain an even higher level of ambition for extended periods if I have a particular goal in mind.

Salad:
Make a sentence using the letters of a body part. (Example: (mouth) My other ukelele tings healthily.)

Hmmm… ELBOW!

Everyone loves bitchy old women.

(Admit it, you know you do!) :yes:

Main Course:
If you were to start a club, what would the subject matter be, and what would you name it?

The Nocturnal Creatives – and all the night-owl club members could discuss what they create after midnight and why they believe their energy peaks in the wee hours of the morning.

I guess it would be comforting to know that I’m not alone in my nocturnal tendencies.

Dessert:
What color is the carpet/flooring in your home?

It’s all different shades of natural wood flooring throughout the house – except for the main bathroom which has white vinyl flooring.

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In school news: To the best of my haphazard counting I only have about 20 actual teaching days left this semester, then I am done.

I can’t even begin to describe the euphoria, my friends.

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The weirdest thing happened in therapy today. I am still in shock about it and I bet Dr. K is too.

We were about 15 minutes into the session when there was a knock on the door. We both looked at each other in surprise and then before Dr. K could get there, the door opened and a UPS man walked in! GAH!

Apparently the receptionist was away from the front desk and this guy decided to just start opening doors. He was either too stupid to realize he was interrupting a therapy session or he just didn’t care – he had office supplies to deliver, dammit!

Dr. K quickly looked back over his shoulder at me, partially to make sure I was alright and partially to verify that this was actually happening and he himself wasn’t losing his mind. The UPS man stood there like a schmuck and asked for a signature on the delivery which (hilariously!) was for another business office down the hall.

I seriously thought Dr. K was going swear a blue streak, but he didn’t. I’ve never seen him look so pissed. He backed the guy out of the doorway and let him know in no uncertain terms that he had made a big mistake and it better not happen again. The man scurried off like a snivelling weasel with his little package.

Dr.K came back and sat down and we just looked at each other in disbelief. Then we started laughing because the whole thing was just so fucking absurd and surreal. I’m laughing now as I write this, but oh my God, can you imagine how awful that would have been we were discussing something difficult or painful when the UPS man came waltzing in?

Ah well. By next week locks will be installed, UPS supervisors will have been contacted, and all will be right in my therapeutic world again.

I’m just glad Dr. K is my shrink and not my gynecologist.
Hearin’ it: A bunch of flack over a statement by Bill Bennett that was taken out of context and made into a political issue. Sorry to disappoint you liberals out there, but people like Jessie Jackson and Charlie Rangel are the racists – Bennett is not.

Readin’ it: Nothing today. My brain needs a rest.

Lovin’ it: I made a new autumn wreath for the front door today and it’s very pretty!

Not lovin’ it: The garage construction/deconstruction/reconstruction of the Sucky Neighbors. It’s a long annoying story. Stay tuned for more details.

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Monday Music Mambo #66

September 26, 2005 | 1 Comment

From the home office in Mamboville, I bring you this following update from the MemeMeister!

“Today the Monday Music Mambo is dedicated to International Tool Day which honors folks who make their living using all kinds of tools. One and a two and a three — let’s Mambo!”

1. What music tools (PC applications) do you use?

I use Winamp, iTunes, and Mp3renamer for renaming several files at once. (It’s a real time saver!)

2. What song(s) or lyrics can you name that mention tools?

Peter Gabriel – Sledgehammer

Trini Lopez – If I Had a Hammer

Parliament – Flashlight

Albert King – Crosscut Saw

Huey Lewis and The News – Jacob’s Ladder

Glenn Miller– Anvil Chorus

3. Think of a tool. Now, using the letters of that tool list either artists names or song titles.

Hmmm… I choose DRILL.

Doobie Brothers – Long Train Running

Todd Rundgren – I Saw the Light

Chris Isaak – Can’t Do a Thing

Annie Lennox — Why

Little Richard – The Girl Can’t Help It

Note: When I was a little kid, I used to dance like a maniac to that last song. You all need to download it and DANCE! It will make you feel so good. :yes:

Enjoy the music; as always, the links will expire in 7 days. Happy Monday!

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Ok, I needed this…

September 25, 2005 | 4 Comments

Artists erect giant pink bunny on mountain!

Click the pic for the story.

Just the idea of this made me laugh out loud. I wish there were more pictures of it, so we could see it from a distance.

I want to jump on it’s belly. :yes:

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Hell is other people.

September 25, 2005 | 1 Comment

Thanks for the entry title, Mr. Sartre.

I’ve managed to catch a head cold of some sort. It seems to be the usual thing when school is in session and it’s also allergy season. I probably rubbed my itchy eyes or nose at the wrong time – after touching a germ laden doorknob or handling a paper that a student just coughed on.

There’s only so much Purell one can use before your hands dry up and fall off. Hopefully it won’t linger too long.

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Agent J is going to visit Daddy Al next weekend, which is good, because it’s overdue and Al is getting twitchy about not seeing his boy. He had mentioned — several times — that he would be coming here the last weekend in September, but we kind of figured he really wouldn’t. (He has a bad habit of canceling out.) It’s more like he was saying that to drop hints that he wanted to see J and was hoping we’d just offer to make the trip out his way instead. It’s getting harder and harder for him to do anything outside of his safety zone. I’m not sure that we should be enabling that behavior – he’s only 68 for heaven’s sake, and in relatively good health – there’s no reason other than his own neurosis that he can’t make the drive across the state.

But anyway, Jer’s going there for a few days. They’re meeting with a lawyer regarding some legal stuff too, and I’m just glad to be staying here the whole time. Me and Randy and Maizey will have a good time all by ourselves.

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And in other family news, I’m pretty sure my two sisters are annoyed with me right now. They started a “group emailing” last week regarding holiday plans in which they had obviously decided we were all going to get together for Christmas this year, yet never bothered to actually ask if we had previous plans or if that was something that we wanted to do. They pretty much had everything figured out, and even tossed in that “it would be a nice gift to Mom.”

Oh, the guilt trip that I needed to battle off was intense. It took me a couple days to screw up my courage and go against the grain.

I replied to the email and told them that we had already made our holiday plans for this year: we’re going to Mama Dory and Daddy Bill’s for Thanksgiving (because we’ve been told several times by Mom herself that it’s her favorite holiday and it means the most to her to see people at that time) and that we’re staying home from Christmas, like we traditionally do. Jerry usually saves a week of vacation time to use between Christmas and New Year’s and we go out and do a bunch of stuff together and have fun. It’s important to us to keep that tradition.

I didn’t say anything negative at all, but I’m starting to suspect that I threw a huge monkey wrench in their plans and it ruined their fun.

I sent the letter on Thursday and I still haven’t heard from either of them.

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I’m seriously thinking of becoming one of those reclusive artists that lives in the middle of nowhere. My only contact with the outside world could be through my webpage and when the mailman comes to drop off painting supplies and pick up artworks that are shipping out.

And therapy, I’d still go to town for that. Because we all know, I’ll never be done with therapy.
Christ.

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