It’s really like this.
October 23, 2008 | 2 Comments
Even the noses look familiar.
:wink:
Muttering: It’s good for the soul.
October 19, 2008 | Leave a Comment
- Magical ::
- Shrimp ::
- Project Runway ::
- Economy ::
- Porch ::
- State of affairs ::
- .com ::
- Fifty cents ::
- Ripping ::
- Bull ::
The Year of Magical Thinking by Joan Didion
Um. Ew.
Drama Queens
It’s gonna get worse.
Rocking chair.
The whole enchilada.
www.ICantThinkofAnythingElse.com
Gimme fitty!
… someone a new assh*le…
shit. (Of course.)
Ok, I confess: I actually like Project Runway. It’s interesting to see how the designers meet the challenges – and Tim Gunn is such a big, swishy twink it makes my heart go pitter-pat.
However, I hear Heidi Klum say “auf Wiedersehen” one more time I am going to put my foot through the TV. Smug bitch.
Wolfman Jack is a solo act again. Sweetcheeks left the state. Which is probably a very good thing, since the night that the fighting occurred, he was chasing her with baseball bats and was arrested for domestic battery.
(Wheeeee! Now we have a felon living next to us again! I was almost feeling safe in my own house!) :roll:
Honestly, Wolfman is an ok guy when he isn’t sucking down Rum and Cokes. It makes me sad, because I was really starting to like him. And now I don’t trust him and can’t even look at him.
He talked with Jer today and didn’t mention anything about the recent events. I just hope he doesn’t try to talk to me, because I am not very good at hiding my feelings about things. (I bet you are all surprised, right? Heh.)
Anyway, I will keep you all updated on things as they unfold. I’m just hoping now that he doesn’t have to sell his house or something like that, because I don’t think I can handle training new neighbors right now.
Speaking of training, I am turning into a real Gym Rat – or so I’ve been told.
If anyone would have told me a month ago that I would crave working out, I would have laughed right in their face. It’s really true, though. I think I am addicted to the endorphins.
Nothing else could make me do 5 sets of 250 lb leg presses except those sweet, sweet endorphins.
Well, maybe Double Fudge Endorphin Brownies. :grin:
Hey, have you all heard that there is a presidential election coming up soon? We should talk about that sometime.
But let’s have a good sleep first. I’m too tired to bitch and moan effectively right now.
Night night….
~ XoxoXOXox
Two faves rolled into one.
October 13, 2008 | 1 Comment
Christopher Walken. He’s just too MMmm Mmm MMmm! And I heard he’s a great actor too. Hee.
I was sorting through my audio library today and ran across this mp3 to share with everyone. It’s a recording of Walken reading Edgar Alan Poe’s “The Raven” – which is another favorite of mine.
It’s perfectly spooky and dark for Halloween. Give it a listen!
Christopher Walken – Edgar Alan Poe’s “The Raven” 
Kisses, kittens…
Ooops. Nevermind…
October 12, 2008 | Leave a Comment
I don’t know who did it. Hopefully it was Sweetcheekz. But there are cops and the sheriff crawling all over the house next door now.
She’s loading some of her stuff in her car.
Wolfman done lost his good thing now.
I oughta smack ‘em both.
October 12, 2008 | 1 Comment
Lots of shenanigans have been going on in the neighborhood while I’ve been on hiatus from blogging – most of it has been happening right next door.
No, not at the Sucky Neighbors house. Bumbling Bill and BlackCherry have been suspiciously quiet this summer. Which is blissful… and I’m not going to say a word to anyone unless I start smelling decomposing bodies over there.
It’s the other next door neighbors. The ones that I actually *like* most of the time. Here’s the background and latest dish:
He’s the guy that I referred to as Wolfman Jack in a long ago entry. He’s still going to be called Wolfman Jack, because he still looks like him. (Hahaha!) However, his previous girlfriend – whom I had named Olive Oyl, due to the striking resemblance of said cartoon character – moved out earlier this year. She took her two teenagers with her.
Now, a very nice woman enters the picture. I shall call her… let’s see, what’s a good name?
Sweetcheekz. That’s good. It suites her because she is kind, down-to-earth, and has an innocent optimism that is pleasant to be around. How Wolfman ever snagged her is beyond me. She must have been having a moment of weakness that coincided with one of his moments of charm.
By the way, this is the same couple that I previously mentioned that like to do it in their kitchen. Hehe.
Anyway… Wolfman and Sweetcheekz had an absolute knock-down, drag-out fight last night. It was AWFUL. And they live so close, it sounded like it was happening right in our living room. He was drunk as a skunk, and he is one of those fellas that get mean and belligerent when he’s sauced up. (I can handle happy, silly, singing ones – but mean ones? No, no, no.)
So, she ended up locking him out of the house and he paced around outside for HOURS, occasionally yelling or banging on the doors and windows. He wasn’t using pretty language, either. It was a blurry slurry of bitchfuggitgodddamitbitchitsmyfugginhouuuuuse kind of thing. Ugh.
Here’s my dilemma: Sweetcheekz just ignores him and goes to bed. Jerry just ignores it and goes to bed. Everyone in the entire neighborhood ignores it and goes to bed!
I, on the other hand, am hearing all of the drunk ranting and violent pounding on inanimate objects, and I’m freaking out – sitting here wondering what he will do next. Seriously, at the most he is 50 feet away from me when all of this is going on.
What would you do if you were in the same situation? I mean, I like the guy. I care about what happens to him. I don’t want to get him in trouble with the law — his drinking has already led to that a few times.
Most of all, I am concerned about Sweetcheekz. I worry about her safety. And I also wonder what has gone on in her life that would make this seem – to her – like the kind of relationship she deserves.
That’s all for now. Leave a note telling me how you would handle this, ok? All input is appreciated!
XOxoXOXoxox,














