Tuesday, March 30, 2004

Don't Fear the Reefer - (oopsies i mean reaper) -

Today T, W and I went to a head shop at lunch and I got a gold belly button ring. T said it was the cheapest place in town. And the term ring is kind of misleading as I wear belly bar bell... so anyway.. gotta change that out tonight. WOO HOO.
Head shop. That name could mean many things ;-) (Chinese dialect) Mister, you wannie some head? Five dolla', five dolla', me love you long time. Or (uptown dialect) Today I think I will purchase a new head. I am tired of this one, it is getting a little wrinkled. Or (valley dude dialect) I need some new head(ers) for my hotrod dude...totally.
When I was young a head shop was a place to score drug paraphernalia and if you where of the type drugs also. I wasn't of the type but the majority of my friends were, I mean come on, I was a teen of the 70's. I won't lie and tell you that I never tried anything. One of the big drugs of the times was marijuana, or as many called it mary jane, pot, reefer, weed, bud, smoke, joints. (The other big drugs where anything in the uppers or the downers group, lol ) So anyway, all my friends smoked mary jane. Columbian was the "weed" of choice at the time. They ranged at my school from the honor student to the football players and cheerleaders to the worst kid in class. One of my friend's parents, in the group I hung out with, had a place at the lake. We used to go out there and hang on the weekends and in the summer. It was the place of choice where my group smoked. They were always asking me if I wanted to try. I always said no. Until one day, that little devil was sitting on my shoulder and she poked me one to many times with her pitchfork. Damn her. So I inhaled, (unlike Clinton) and I got nothing, nadda, zero, zilch out of it. Never felt the urge again. I didn't bug my friends about doing it, they didn't bug me about not doing it.
So I just got way off track about today's adventure.
Now a head shop is all incense, body jewelry, discount clothes (uh huh, I SAW the purple men's dress slacks, and they hurt my eyes. I was blinded.) The shop was run by Samirh, he hates Americans. I get told this after I bought this belly button ring/barbell. I think I wanna kick T's butt for not telling me that pre-purchase. (insert politically incorrect profiling comment here) So now I have running thru my mind all the things he could have done to it. I am not so sure I want it anymore!!! OMG what if it has anthrax? Or is self-destructing based on the warmth of a human body!! This bellybutton ring will self-destruct in 20 seconds, 19, 18, 17..LOL.
In celebration I eat only the red M&Ms today...
Raindrops Keep Fallin' on my Head

hummmm. My window is open and I can see that it's a rainy day. I can sure think of a lot of places I would rather be than at work. Like snuggled up with my honey, unfortunately, Uncle Sam, nor the electric company have the same thoughts I do. So back to the grind.

listening to Macy Grey

Monday, March 29, 2004

Wait a Minute Mr. Postman...
My blog has also being visited by some people in foreign countries. Let me give a shout out to:
Canada - Hey!
UK - Hello
Germany - Guten Tag
Australia - Good Day Mate
Poland - Dzien dobry
Kuwait - Gowa Marheba
Malaysia- Salama
Barbados - Bonjour
Italy - Buon giorno
Japan - Moshi moshi
For this reason I broke down and added a guestmap. SOOOOO PLEASE go to the top left, view my map and mark your place on it!!!
Tell me who you are! give me a shout out!

Listening to Los Lonely Boys..........
Everybody Thinks they are a Poet!
including me hahahaha!

Ever since B2K had written the Haiku poem about me, I have been intrigued and reading up on Haiku. I am not Chinese, nor am I sure I get it, but here is goes;

My Cat(s)

The human is home
Let me walk away,
See me turn my head, act indignant.

Here she comes
Talking kitty talk,
I do not see you, but I hear you.

OH! Scratch me there
Little higher,
See my butt in the air!

She is typing, working,
Lets see her work
With me sitting on her hand.

My human is being smothered
by a magazine
Let me rescue her!

She has gone to bed
Lights are out,
Time for tag kitty! Race ya!

I think I will bathe,
something's in my throat,
cough, cough, look a present for the human!

Morning time!
shhhh let's watch,
My toy mouse is in the shower!

OK enough already
your face looks fine,
Feed me stupid human!

She goes to work
I must sleep,
and prepare for tonights games!

Listening to Toby Lightman

Thursday, March 25, 2004


Is it just me or does anyone else find it amazing that our government can track a cow born in Canada almost three years ago, right to the stall where she sleeps in the state of Washington. Also they track her calves to their stalls. But they are unable to locate 11 million illegal aliens wandering around our country.

The solution is to give every illegal alien a cow.

Wednesday, March 24, 2004

Random Thoughts for Today

(8:23) Why do I STILL cry at the end of "Youve Got Mail"? It isnt like I don't know what is going to happen.
(9:57) S passed her drivers test today.
(10:53) lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala
(12:46) Why am I getting those funny symbols when I use quotation marks or appostrophe? Any one have any ideas? Samples don't or He said "Stop"! OMG it didn't do it... nevermind
(1:34) If a woodchuck could chuck wood, Would a woodchuck chuck wood? And why do I care?
(mltpl X's) The weekend won't get here soon enough for me.
(2:13) I have to run to Greensboro after work and get my enlargements. My pictures, not body parts, those are big enough.
(2:14) Speaking off frontal appendages, mine match my hair after being a weiner yesterday. Look! I am color coordinated! My Skin matches my hair!
(3:44) Oracle SUCKS!
(4:28) And I am serious about this one,
I think I can answer people problem questions as well as Dr Phil. have you listened to that guy? Sheeesh!
Let's test me, e-mail me your questions, lets see how I do.

Tuesday, March 23, 2004

Today I went to the NCDMV
Sounds like a social disease doesnt it. Or a really big shot for one.

Might as well have gotten a shot. I was a nervous as if I was going to the doctor, (or pick you own analogy here, I can think of many). Several of the girls at work had been telling me about how they didnt pass the test and having to go 2 and 3 times. I just knew I was joining that elite group. Dont ask why.
To transfer your license here you have to take a test on road signs and a written test. Dont ask why…
S and I where there early and first in line. Some lady tried to cut in line but I fixed her! I get called by Mr Sign In Man and told to sit here. There Mr Computer Man takes all my information and starts typing into the computer. He would pause and look at me, then type some more. Then he did the one raised eyebrow thing, looked at me and then the screen. He makes a face like OH I saw what you did.
I am thinking, that is it, I am going to jail. He sees something about me in there! Dont ask why, I dont know. I must be feeling guilty for something lol.
He looks at my hair, goes uh huh red, types that in…
He looks at my eyes, goes uh huh blue, types that in.
He looks at my license, goes 5 foot 4, you look taller than that, types that in.
I didnt dare say I think I am closer to 5 foot 6. Maybe if they do show up to arrest me I can say that is not me, I am 5 foot 6, and get off on a technicality.
He tells me to switch chairs and read the last line in the little vision machine.
Now I have my mono-vision contacts in and I had to shut one eye but I guess I passed. Then he switches the screen and says read the road signs. I do. I pass that part Whew! Actually it was a no-brainer as they all said what they were. Now he moves me over to the computer area, gets me set up to take the written portion. 25 questions, you have to get 20 or more right to pass. And actually it is a touch screen test.

So I am tooling along answering the questions, I am up to 10 and have missed one. Ok I am thinking, I can get this. I get up to 15 and I have 2 wrong. OK, I am thinking, take your time, you can do this. I get to 20 and I have 3 wrong. I am thinking what is wrong with me? I am a total dumbass! This shit reminds me of Algebra, what use in life does it really have??? I get to 25 and I have 4 wrong. 83% WooHoo! So get shifted to a new chair and told to wait again. Dont ask me why as 3 of them are standing in a group and talking. NOT about the DMV that was for sure.

Ok, one of the Mr Official Man calls me over to HIS chair and tells me he can help me. I move to his area, sit down, and he continues his conversation for like 5 more minutes with the group. Finally he takes all my info AGAIN. Dont ask me why. I am thinking, the other dude already did all that. He enters everything in AGAIN. Asks me about Texas (snicker!!!) and tells me about the area here, where I should go, what I should see, etc. AND he keeps my Texas license, my last true proof I was a Texan once. (sigh) Oh and he asks me if I know I have to wear my contacts when I drive. DUH!!!! STOP, Dont ask.. Then I get told to go to another chair and wait to have my picture made. Remember this a room about the size of your living room. I can see all of them and they can see me.

So now Mr Photo Man is on the phone and waves me over. (Look! Mr Photo Man has 2 jobs. He is also Mr Sign In Man!) I go over and he hands me a pen, while still talking to his sweetie on the phone, and points to a slip of paper that says sign name here. So I do. He gets off the phone, tells me to sit back in the chair and smile. I asked him if I could make a face. He looks at me with a scowl. (OH OH, I have dared to be funny at the DMV). He tells me no I cant make a face, that I should smile. His gruff return actually made me laugh. Flash I get my picture taken. That’s a good one he says, then guess what. He tells me to take yet another chair and wait for my license. There I get to hear some random dude bitch about having to wait and it was not his fault, blah blah. I must have looked like I cared. Dont ask me why. In a few the Mr Photo Man brings me my license. I like him now cause I can can get away from Mr. Bitchy man. And that is pretty cool that I got my license right then and there. Llast time I got my license in Texas it took 2 weeks to get it in the mail, today I left with it.

So now I am official here in NC. And valid thru my birthdate in 2010. WOO HOO

To celebrate for lunch I was a wiener. (see Monday March 15th)

Oh and my picture that he said was a good one? I look like I have been on a 3 day drunk, we WILL NOT be showing that one around.

Monday, March 22, 2004

I Thought of You Today

It was large, dark.
As I placed a small part of it in my mouth.
Its taste made me smile and feel warm all over.
It sent waves of pleasure though my senses.
I hold it there, in my mouth, letting it warm up.
Melting on my tongue.
Ahhh the powers of Dark Chocolate.

What did YOU think I meant?
Not to copy Spam Poetry, but I thought the way these 3 spam mails came into my mail box is just 2 funny
1) Maximum Strength Johnson Stretcher
2) CIO rated out preform
3) Massive profits are easy

OH and check out butt flies. They made me LMAO
For the Captain

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Sunday, March 21, 2004

Spring has Sprung!
and been dug up by myself and my partner in crime

Or I am going to Flower Hell
S and I walk almost every night. We had been noticing a lot on our walk that has been recently bull dozed. It is an ugly sight, muddy wth downed trees. The land torn up by bulldozers' track wheels.
Yes there is that preverbial but...
Right at the edge is a row of daffodils that survived.
So S and I where like hummm. They are just gonna be destroyed anyway. So, we make plans to gather at 9 Friday night, take my truck, a shovel, a bucket and give them a loving home.
9 PM comes, I hear my doorbell ring and open the door thinking it is S. No one is there. Weird. I hear S. and I ask her if she rang my door bell. She says no she just got outside, but she did hit her door bell whens he was coming out with the shovel and bucket. She goes back and rings hers again (she lives next door), her door bell goes off and my doorbell goes off. We laugh our a**es off. We are cursed by the flower spirit!
But it does not stop us. So off we go. Right past the lot, is a vacant home. We decide to descretely park there. S is armed with the shovel, I have the bucket and flashlight and off we go. It was DA-ARK as there are no street lights there. We walk up to the flowers, I spot them with the flashlight, put the bucket down at my side and will be damned if I don't hear a car! I turn the flashlight off right quick and say what was that? (original I know), but it was a false alarm. I hear S slice the ground with the shovel and a thunk noise. The bucket at my feet shakes. I turn the flashlight back on and S has already gotten a big spade ful of the flowers and chunked it in the bucket. I was like DAMN GIRL!! We walk the line of flowers and fill the bucket. When we are done, we both grab a side of the bucket and start running back to the the truck laughing hysterically. (And yes, I even snorted). I have the flashlight on and it is making wild patterns as I try to balance my half of the bucket weight. We would not make good thieves, but it will make for a good memory!

Friday, March 19, 2004

A Day at my Job

I work in the lively world of accounting. Yes I am a numbers pusher. I push them from one side of my desk, then back. And yes I make the little motor noises too!
I was having a really good day today until the multi number crash. The number ten, (and we all know how number ten is, rounding things up by tenths), ran into the back of number seven while trying to get on the stapler expressway. Number seven went to spinning like a lucky pull at a slot machine in Vegas, and spun right into number 44. They ended up in front of the Tape Dispenser truck stop. After that I lost count of the damages as the numbers kept adding and adding into the carnage. It reminded me of the day my adder paper hung in the calculator, it was absolute mayhem.
Then I had to call an ambulance and things went downhill from there. The ambulance had a hard time getting to the site for all the numbers over 70 driving slow in the fast lane. (Freakin old numbers, they need to stay home!) Then the ambulance could not get close for all the numerical bystanders and gawkers. Why would you want to look at the multiple numeric gore? I just dont get it. They need to subtract themselves, and get out of the way.
Divide and conquer! I heard the ambulance driver yell while trying to part the crowd. . As the emergency workers walked up to the scene all I could hear was a banged up number one yelling Me first, me first! I would like to kick him in his fraction.
Needless to say things have not gone well the rest of the day. I have not gotten one percent of my work done.

Listening to Beyonce - Me, Myself and I

Thursday, March 18, 2004

Political Commentary from a Middle of the Roader

I try to keep things light here in my blog but there was a story on the local news last night that really disturbs me. It is about Billy Yow a local official.
Last spring, yes last spring mind you, he had a run in with the NAACP. They asked for his resignation blah blah (read the story, you gotta read the story). Now apparently this guy, this elected official, is holding a grudge. How good can this be? I saw him on TV. he is dead serious about all this. There has been a t-shirt made with a little white guy holding a confederate flag, and peeing on the logo of the NAACP. And he wants to say, here a year later, and re-election time, that this was not a publicity ploy? Come on, how stupid does he think we are? And that is even an open-ended question, as 1/3 of the population here never completed high school. To even add to those worries, the company that made the shirt is selling them as far off as California. Are we supposed to give him credit as he supported a black man, Willie Best, who is not in the NAACP to Guilford County Manager? Is he not doing the same thing he thinks the NAACP is doing to him? What happened to best man for the job?
Now do not get me wrong. I do not agree with everything the NAACP does. But do I have too? Do you have too? I think not.
I also don’t agree with everything the republicans are about, or the democrats, the Baptists, the Methodists or Malcolm X to name a few. I also agree with very little our current president is about and I am from Texas.
I agree with NOTHING the KKK is about.
Hell I dont even agree with everything my friends think and I do not expect you to agree with everything I think. Diversity is what this free world is all about. You dont see me making t-shirts of a little guy peeing on any of the aforementioned organizations.
At times like these I feel like John Stossel.
Give me a break!
Except I want to shout out,
Grow up!
now gotta go lock my door and load my gun in case anyone from around these parts reads this. lol
spatial (spa'shel) adj. - Of or pertaining to space
So OK I fell for it. I took an IQ test on tickle.com

PHD test, equivalent to the Mensa type tests it says. Blah Blah
I said to myself
self, what the hay!!!
I had to think, it was not easy. they say the average score is 100
here is what I scored - with some notes -
We also compared your answers with others who have taken the test, and according to the sorts of questions you got correct, we can tell your Intellectual Type is an Insightful Linguist.

This means you are highly intelligent and have the natural fluency of a writer and the visual and spatial strengths of an artist. Those skills contribute to your creative and expressive mind. And that's just some of what we know about you from your test results.

Insightful Linquist – Charles Dickens

Now for 9.95 I can get the full 15 page report. WHAT??aww now come on.
what good did I do? 131 might as well be a 1 and who knows it could be...
but guess what. I fell for it again. I took 4 more tests!
So who had the last laugh here?

Wednesday, March 17, 2004

Top O the mornin to ya

Today I am going to annoy everyone and speak with an Irish accent. A brogue if you will. And I am going to introduce myself as Patty O Clover.
I can not drink green beer as I live in a dry town, so to compensate I am going to drink green tea. Think that counts? I am going to wear green, break out my claddagh, and look for my 4-leaf clover, and eat cabbage and corned beef. I know, some of those are not true Irish traditions.

If you feel so inclined here is a few web sights for ya
St Patricks Day in Ireland (has St. Patricks Day e-cards…)
History of St Patrick
claddagh symbol

And an Irish Joke for your amusement.

An Irishman who had a little too much to drink is driving home from the city one night and, of course, his car is weaving violently all over the road. A cop pulls him over.
So, says the cop to the driver, where have you been?
Why I have been to the pub of course, slurs the drunk.
Well, says the cop, it looks like you have had quite a few drinks this evening.
I did alright, the drunk says with a smile.
Did you know, says the cop, standing straight and folding his arms across his chest, that a few intersections back, your wife fell out of your car?
Oh thank goodness, sighs the drunk, for a minute there, I thought I had gone deaf!

So cheers to all things Irish! And let us not forget… Luck O the Irish to ya.

Tuesday, March 16, 2004

My day in a Nursery Rhyme

Buzz buzz buzz
What is that buzz in my head?
Buzz buzz buzz!
But I like my bed!

Stupid alarm clock!

I can not see!
What can it be?
I need my contacts
To see me!

Oh there I am!

My face is on
Then I start to dress
I am done! Complete!
Let me leave this mess!

Where are my keys!!

I arrive at work
Settle into my office
Glass of water
And some coffee

(what rhymes with office?)

I push numbers all day
I look for my money,
If you can not get it with meanness
Get it with honey..

Yeah I am full of it!

Look! Oh Look!
It’s 5 O clock
Of staying much after
I try not to take stock

I come in at 7 and usually work thru lunch..,OK!!!!

The office has a gym
And there I work out,
Lost 2 more pounds
Hear me shout!

Off to home I go
Via errands and such
Shower , internet and
try not to do much

so there you have it
in a nut shell
what else do I do?
Only time will tell!

Monday, March 15, 2004

Hot Dogs, Armor Hot dogs, what kind of kids eat Armor Hot Dogs

Today I was a weiner. Not physically mind you.
I decided to re-enter to world of tanning via machinery. It reminds me of the little cookers we used when I was in fast food to prepare wieners. Lay wieners in, turn on, lid down, quick cook. Viola! Hot wieners ready to be consumed.
I decided to do this as I would really like to wear shorts this summer and not freak everyone out with my white sheath we shall call my skin. (Look out! Turn your head! Put on your shades! Here she comes!) Do not even attempt to lie, everyone looks better with a little color we all know that. My Irish definitely shows in my skin.
I started slow. 10 minutes. I purchased the required tanning bed safe accelerator lotion stuff, slathered up and I turn it in, in I go, lid down and I cook! Viola I am ready for human consumption. Oh wait, I am not a hot dog, I am not a hot dog. OK better. Alas, right now I am feeling a little burn this evening. And we are not talking about my workout after work. My butt is tingling right now, my tummy is pink and I would kill to be able to put some lotion on my back. Ok let me say put it on my back easily. I can contort myself as I am double jointed but your appendages just do not work as well when they are in un-natural positions. (There is another thought, I should blog about my double-jointed adventures in life.)
Ahhh the things we to look good.


red right now on more than the head!

Friday, March 12, 2004

going to work on getting out of my creative dry spell this weekend...

in the interim.. check out some new links on the left I have. First there is Cooking with Amy. An interesting blog on cooking and things related. I have added a photo album and posted some of my photography. And of course it is great! lol
Also are links for fun stuff and the alligator farm.
Fun stuff will get you our horoscope and interesting mindless stuff
alligator farm is a REALLY cool place if you ever visit the St. Augustine area you have to see.. It also has a web cam of the aviary section in real time..
And please check in on Cult of Jef. His writing is really getting good!

Oh and need a good mindless timeconsuming thing to do while you while away your Friday at work? don't we all! Check out Workhates posting for staplers.. visit the site and staple your heart out... it has stapler poetry and letters... funny! I myself like the big silver stapler..

I am going exploring this weekend in the area, particularly Sunday, and hope to be inspired by natures beauty.. that should get the creative ( ok my sarcastic humor) back!!! Been needing a thinkless adventure...

listening to (sorta) the Bob and Sheri show...........

Thursday, March 11, 2004

This is the dawning of the age of aquarius.. the age of aquarius
I like to read my horoscope. I take it all quite in stride that is is for humor mostly. But I find the majority of the description of a particular sign to actually be pretty close to right. weird isn't it!
I am a Cancer. so here it goes.

It's easy to spot a Cancer by their round faces. That physical characteristic reflects the soft, affectionate nature of this sign.
Whaddaya saying that I am fat? Come here let me kiss ya
Cancers are very much about home and security and nurture.
If this where true I would work for ADT
The crab can be a bit of a packrat, because he or she may attach emotional value to things others may consider junk.
Anyone been to my house?
They can be overly emotional, and they tend to fantasize about the past and what it meant for them.
Jeez! I am not! And my past is my past. Oh if only I had not done that when I was young I would not be where I am today, oh wait
Cancers are incredibly loyal as mates, but don't ever tell them what to do.
The sun rises and falls at your feet but tell me what to do and I will tell you where to go.
Sometimes Cancer is very sociable, but sometimes they need their alone time.
Wanna plan a party? Get the hell away from me
This sign is very giving, but has a tough time receiving the generosity of others.
I would give you anything, (well almost - minds people!), including the shirt off my back..
Because of their nurturing qualities, they are great at jobs in which they take care of others, such as nursing.
No way this is true. I can not stand the sight of blood..
Cancers are prone to all sorts of illness, but female crabs should pay special attention to their reproductive systems.
illness I refuse to believe this is so! brb gotta make a doctor appointment
Famous Cancers include Princess Diana, Nelson Mandela and Mike Tyson.
I am a beautiful neurotic, ear biting, freedom fighter! Look out world!
Listening to Toby Lightman and yes again!
Too funny not to share

A three year old boy in his bath examined his testicles and asked,

"Mommy, are these my brains?"

Mom said, "Not yet, honey."

Wednesday, March 10, 2004

That is what Astroglide is for

I have done a lot of things in my life but tonight I had a first. One of my friends from Florida has been waiting to be a grandmother. Tonight, I "sat" on IM with her while she awaited the news. She goes to bed early as she rises early. I am doing my best to keep her awake. When the news finally comes.. well, here is an exerpt:

K: I'm trying very hard not to SIT!
K: I Am now a grandma!!!!!!!!!
Me: Congrats
Me: are they on the phone?
K: Yep!
K: 7 pounds 7 oz.
K: 20-1/4 inches long
Me: awwwwwwww
K: long fingers, long feet
Me: your a granny
K: no hair!

then we went back to our usual conversation on republicans, dumb people, and the many uses for our word of the night. Oh what she has to teach that child...
They are sending her video via the web. Isn't that amazing. I remember when I was little we watched black and white TV. I remember the first TV show to be in color? Do You?
right as she signed off I got this:
Me: what
K: I'm a grandma!
K: hahahahaha

Grandmothers, aren't they grand!!!

Listening to Toby Lightman

Monday, March 08, 2004

Somebody loose their mummy?

Can you imagine being in a place where there is no more room for mummies? So in peru, finding mega mummies is normal. ordinary.


and so is this bit of news... what they think her stepping down is going to help the company? anything with her name on now is doomed. why? has her quality in towels gone down now that she is going to the big house? has her ability to decorate and accentuate changed? I don't think so. To me she just has a new challenge to make black white and orange exciting! Rumor has it she is a bitch and is demanding. Now she has been convicted of insider trading. DAMN HER! I think i will go undo any bit of decorating I have done with a glue gun and some pine cones.

Listening to me shredding all my copies of Martha's Magazines

Sunday, March 07, 2004

Belly Buttons Explained

Q: How do babies get their belly buttons?

A: When God finishes making little babies, He lines them all up in a row. Then he walks along in front of them. He pokes each one in the tummy with His finger and says, You are done and you are done and you are done"

I prefer the theory my grandfather explained to me when I was little.. "That is where the indian shot ya." He used to say. I believed him. Grandfathers are God when you are little. My grandfather also used to show me how his ears could wiggle and pull quarters out of my ears.
listening to Six Feet under

Friday, March 05, 2004

Jailhouse Rock
Wonder what goes with black and white stripes? Guess we are fixing to find out!
I like Kosher Dills
Oh and check out my link to pickle juice on the left. My kinda gal.
Funny, sarcatic, witty.. and she has linked to me...
I am honored..
oh yeah I am at work I gotta go
go work on my blog lol

It's a beautiful day...
I am hearing strong rumblings that the man who dealt me so much misery earlier this week is no longer with the company.
Dare I pray that it is true? If it is announced I am going home and digging out my rockem sockem robots and guess who the loser is!!

Thursday, March 04, 2004

Well i am branded. or tattoo'd if you will.
He did a really good job. As soon as I can I will have t take a picture and post it. So if any of my family looses me, or I forget who I am and am found wandering. I will be identifiable. I can see it now on the news. Found wandering a very white woman with red hair and stars on her ass. If this human is yours please call 333-323-4567. News at 11..... lol

I took longer than he said. mainly because we where all talking. I found out a little more about him than I wanted to know though. He likes to suck his girlfriends toes and has a foot fetish. There are just somethings about some people you don't want to know. (Right J?) Like my tattoo artist sucks toes. He told T to go home and tell her husband, "Suck my toes damn it". And he said you have to say damn it.

We also had a conversation about judging people. He feels he gets judged all the time. He is pretty much tattoo'd all over and has those big thiings in his ears that make your lobes bigger. He also had a piercing thru his nose up by his eyes. He was very nice though. He said he hates meeting parents. I can imagine! T said she would like to think she wouldn't be taht way but if she thought about it, and she had a daughter, she probably would be judgemental. I offered no opinion. I would like to think I wouldn't be either. I have raised my son to be very open to all people. I don't know...

What is your first reaction when you see someone like that? Do you have a quick mental minute of OMG? Do you think, gotta be on drugs? Do you think, there's a nice looking young man or woman with quarter size holes in their ears?

Enough of being philosophical...

Did I say he did a really good job? lol
I tipped him...

I have to go doctor my new "Art" now...with vaseline and saran wrap
HUmmmm now that sounds like fun!!

Listening to Princess Diana the secret tapes....

Wednesday, March 03, 2004

adventures in Assboro

Today we locked the keys in the car. At the cemetery. Before you go "what!!" we went there to walk..a lot of people walk there. what else are you going to do here besides visit the dead..lol I had quite the conversation with some of them they were just dying to get out of Assboro...yes I went there....So there we are. New kids in town. my phone locked in her car. my keys locked in her car.... two sets of people pull up. One in front of us and one behind. she goes one way and i go the other in search of hanger. I got lucky.. ( i mean getting a hanger...hello! minds out of the gutter please!) Oh and did I meantion that her car does not have the kind of locks that you can grab with a hanger.. but i thought i would entertain her.
But she nor I had any luck. The couple that gave us the hanger had made one loop and asked us if we wanted to use their phone and call someone.. we both looked at each other. we don't know anyone to call, we are new here. and i am sure by now they think we are a "couple". So they say we are going to make another round and will check back with you. Isn't that nice. a benefit to a small town.
She goes to the offic at the cemetery to call triple a. that was a joke. there is no triple a in assboro. but the secretary tried to sell her a plot. Now that is useful when you are locked out of your car. Why yes thank you, since I can't leave sell me a place that I can call home here.
Anyway while she is inside placing her order for a small (very small) strip of land the caretakers come over hand try their hand at it. I am scared. they got in! but never you mind!
Off I drive her car to get her.
Got to go and get some things done so I can watch Carmen and Daves wedding...

Oh and countdown to the tattoo. this time tomorrow I will be done!
and double OH, the couple didn't want their hanger back. hummmmwonder why? lol

watching kingdom hospital

Tuesday, March 02, 2004

Oh the shark babe, has such teeth dear And he shows them pearly white

that should have been yesterdays blog title..

So been doing some interesting reading. Seems there aren't a lot of "bloggers" out there in the total scheme of things. We are a rare breed..lol

And If you so choose, check out 100 things about me linked below archives. I uh ummm "borrowed" that idea from ac. thanks dude! It was interesting. I did the majority of them in about an hour....till about the last 8..OMG! that was hard.

Went today to check out the tattoo parlor. It is clean and pretty cool. Have my appointment Thursday at 5:30.....tick tick tick.....lol going with the one i drew with a few minor changes.....

listening to........nothing.........imagine!

Monday, March 01, 2004

Don't you know I got hheartburn, burnin in my soul
alicia keyes
I don't think my day could have been worse. the unprofessionalism at this place never ceases to amaze me.
OK it could have been worse. I could still be under you know who....
eeeeewwwww there was a visual yuck lol
so needless to say i am not to blog worthy today.
listening to the Bob and Sheri show...