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Tuesday, May 31, 2005
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I found a new site...SOLDIERS' ANGELS...you get assigned a soldier or soldiers and write to them and send care packages. I think it's a great idea...and I signed up. Go here.... Saturday, May 28, 2005
...ok, here we go.... What's with all the crap on religions? I don't care if you're Methodist or Jewish or Baptist or Muslim...as long as you don't hurt anyone you're ok with me. Now some of these groups I don't understand...(Jehovah's Witness...no clue what's up with them)...but that's one of the perks of living in America (yeah, there are some good points). I can worship in whatever way I wish and not get persecuted for it....unless....you're a dumb-ass redneck dipshit who thinks they know better, who goes to church on Sunday and after services calls the black guy down the street nigger or the Asian guy in the car next to him a chink...let's not forget the current popular opinion that all Muslims are terrible people and should be wiped off the face of the earth. Here's an idea, gomer. Can you find a dictionary? That's ok...just sound out the word...D-I-C-T-I-O-N-A-R-Y...there ya go...now look up these words (don't worry...I'll make 'em easy to read): PREJUDICE BIGOT KINDNESS LOVE UNDERSTANDING RADICAL EXTREMIST FANATIC HATE ...now read each one slow so you don't miss anything... I was raised a Southern Baptist (if you've ever been in a church in Mississippi you know it can get scary at times)...I'm not practicing, but I caught the gist of it all. One of the things I didn't get (thank God) was the attitude towards anyone who was of a different color than I. My family is of good old fashioned hillbilly stock...rednecks...white trash, even. I am not ashamed of this...just some of the ones who cause these names to take on a bad meaning. What I mean is this...if you don't like the color of someone's skin, get over it. If you don't like that someone is gay, get over it (it's none of your business...but if you insist on continuously making it your business, then you can start by sharing some of your bedroom activities...if you're lucky enough to have any.) If some bad people make their own group look bad, then don't blame the group...blame the bad people. If you think the Jews killed Christ, think again...(according to the Bible), some Jews killed Him, just like some white men killed Native Americans. Stop reading your hateful bullshit into everything you see... This war in Iraq is a bad thing. I hate it, too. I don't understand it anymore. But I'm very proud to know some people who are over there...and I appreciate what they do for us. I'm not talking about the idiots who have used their authority to embarrass prisoners...that's just more hate and it makes us as bad as the fanatics who say their religion says it's ok to kill. I'm talking about the men and women who fight for us...some have died for us. The police (of whom I've had occasion to call...and got help immediately), firefighters and paramedics right here do a lot for us, too. So the next time you feel like being a dick, think before you speak. Monday, May 23, 2005
...one of the few times I remember my mom doing something that made me look up to her, was when I was about 12 or 13...we were at her friend's house (actually, it was a trailer park....white trash, maybe, but upper white trash, mind you). Several kids and I were playing in the street (just in case you've never been through a trailer park neighborhood, it's more like a huge connected driveway), when this car came around a corner, tires squealing. We all ran back into the yard, some of us screaming and hollering. My mom comes flying out the front door just as this guy passes us and yells out "SLOW DOWN!!" It must have pissed him off, because he stops his car and backs up until he's able to pull into the driveway. Of course this was something that made everyone in sight syop in their tracks... ...from what I remember this gomer was a bit soused. I also remember the shock of hearing such words coming from this man, directed at my mother, of course: "bitch" and "fuck you." I believe there might have been a"kiss my ass" somewhere in there, also. ...mom was angry. But when she heard this man say these things, the change in her was, to say the least, interesting. I have no idea where she found it, but mom had a two by four in her hands and was hitting the man's car door. Each time she said something, she'd hit the door, hard. WHACK! "you practically came around that corner WHACK! on WHACK! two WHACK! wheels!!" This guy's eyes got real big and he yelled something else...WHACK! "you call me WHACK! a bitch! WHACK! I'll show you WHACK! what a bitch is!" (These last two or three words were said at the same time she hit the car door) "There are kids playing out here and you need to WHACK! slow WHACK! down!" ...I think the look of a crazed woman wielding a two by four surrounded by all the neighbor kids was a bit much, because as fast as he pulled into that driveway, he pulled back out and sped off, my mom following after him a few feet out onto the road. Then she turned around, calm as can be, and started back into the house (um...mobile home). ...in spite of everything now, I thought that was cool... Sunday, May 22, 2005
...ahhh, Alex...I've been tagged to list ten things that rule my life...these aren't in any particular order, because they are ALL important to me... 1) MY HEALTH: even tho you may not be able to tell right now with how I've been lately (I can take better care of myself, I know), I am very grateful with being able to sit here and type this. The worse that had ever happened up until a year and a half ago was a broken arm...but when you go thru a bad sickness like Hodgkins and go thru the chemo and radiation, you get a different perspective on life; there are those much worse than I was...I lived...some will not and did not..and nearly a day doesn't go by when I wonder why I was lucky and some little kid isn't...I'm happy to be alive, and I intend to live.... 2)MY PETS: some people don't like animals (I tend to judge people on if they like them or not)...some are cat people while others are dog people and so on...My critters are like my kids...I take responsibility for them because I want to and I should...anyone who doesn't is a fool...we're not on this planet alone, and we need to stop acting like we are the only important beings that are. I get a lot of joy out of a house full of these guys (they tend to be nicer than some people in this world)...it would be a lonely place without them... 3)MY FRIENDS: even tho I don't talk to them every day, it's a great feeling to know that I can call up someone and know that they actually like hearing from me...and when we can do something together that's even better. True friends are priceless, and I have more than I ever expected to have...of that I am grateful... 4)MY JOB: my first year there I was so afraid I was going to be fired...never seemed to get anything done on time or that I screwed up hold times....which turned out to be...not that bad a deal...the fact that I ever got hired was a mind-blowing experience in itself...I've never been good at chemistry...I barely made it out of school...but I learned that it's actually not that hard...and I'm pretty good at it...I get regular raises now and I'm a very valuable employee (pats self on back). Go me! 5)MOVIES: I love them...they take me places, especially when I need to go away...and believe me...sometimes I need to go away a lot.... 6)MUSIC: sometimes I want to hear Vivaldi...sometimes Alison Krauss...sometimes Aerosmith...sometimes Chris Isaac...it depends on my mood...but I love all of it... 7) MY FAMILY: there aren't too many family members I can call true family...my cousin Jerri is a godsend...if it wasn't for her I'd be lost at times. She's helped me when I got sick, taking me to and from the doctors, giving me advice and listening to me bitch...my sister Alisha I miss a lot...she's living her life in Mississippi and seems to be happy...I certainly hope so...my niece, Chelsea...thirteen going on twenty-two...a handful at times...a beautiful kid...God I hope she stays safe...my dad, who has had his own demons to fight in Georgia...he's really a cool guy when he stays healthy... 8)BEING LIKED: I hate to say it, but I do wonder how people see me...that I am not a bother and I am well liked...sounds silly, but I always hated finding out that someone I just met never cared to know me...but I do know that you can't please everyone...and I'm trying to keep in mind that the ones that do like me are many...I've been told by different people that I have a good heart...my best compliment ever... 9)NATURE: I don't get out enough, but I love to walk in the woods...feed the birds...watch a storm coming in...plant flowers...watch the spiders on my porch...find a bat in my house (unfortunately that hasn't happened in a while)...I love the sound of a mourning dove...a hawk...the finches outside my window...puppy breath...a kitten's meow...the wind...and snow...how can you not love those things... 10)BLOGGING: it's kind of taken hold of me and won't let go...so much fun to "meet" other people and read about what they do and like..it amazes me how everyone seems to join in and make someone feel better when there is a problem...how they can be merciless at the goofy stuff we do or say...but the cool thing is how it's like a community...can you imagine if all the neighbors around you were like that? ...now I'm not going to tag anyone...just someone else, go ahead and let us know... Saturday, May 21, 2005
...when I was fifteen, I was told by my mother that I had to get a job...eventually I found one at the local drive-in, which has since burned down and been replaced by the newer indoor theatre. It was the perfect place to work for someone who loved (and still loves) movies. There were speakers hanging in the concession stand, and you could hear the movie playing while you waited on people. Now being fifteen AND having a mother that wielded an iron fist, I can honestly say I was very unsophisticated, so you can imagine what it was like to hear the dialogue from "Fritz The Cat", or some other "dirty" movie. Still, I loved it there...and when "Star Wars" came out I was totally blown away. I'd never seen anything like it before, and I went back to another theatre of ours where I got in for free and saw it six more times. Our regional manager even brought me several posters that he was able to obtain from other theatres... ...I suppose everyone's getting tired of hearing about the new movie...I never really cared for the majority of them, just the first two that ever came out...but I did enjoy the new one this past Thursday morning (yes, I went to the midnight movie with Britt and Alex, Chris and Alex's roommate..I'm sorry I don't remember his name at the moment). Still, the excitement I felt for the first time back then...what a rush. Everytime I saw it I saw something different....which is why I can watch a movie again and again and still enjoy it. ...movies are a way of escaping everything around you...what better way to be scared than by a great movie...you know you'll be safe, but you can't deny it...it's fun...or a romantic film that makes you cry..."Somewhere In Time" and "Ghost"...sometimes those are needed...and comedies...any Monty Python or Mel Brooks film...no need to say why they are a favorite...something that makes you think...gets you worked up...makes you so damn angry...and I hate to admit it, but computers add a lot to the movies nowadays...I loved "A Bug's Life" and "Babe," "Ice Age" and "The Incredibles"... ...the only thing you need is some popcorn and a soda... Sunday, May 15, 2005
...I just have to say it.... ...so I get in this old movie mood...I wanted to see some Vincent Price...he was the best in the horror movies...(it was the voice)...and Troy found a couple of the Edgar Allan Poe movies on dvd for me...now I don't know how faithful they are to the stories, but I popped in "The Pit and The Pendulum"...about Nicholas Medina being haunted by the death and possibly the ghost of his wife, Elizabeth...her brother shows up demanding to know what had happened to her...at some point in the film they decide to check out her tomb..she may have been interred a little too soon...well...they open the tomb and pry open her casket...sure enough...she had been...which makes her...... ...a funky cold Medina.... Saturday, May 14, 2005
OMG!!! Giant mutant killer bats are taking over!!! ...so there's this movie on TNT today..."Bats"...apparently they are hostile and huge and kill people...besides the fact that this movie sucks, there are people who watch this crap and believe what they see...(needless to say these people are ignorant)...bats are actually cool creatures...I get them in my house from time to time...the first time I caught one with a blanket so I could get a better look at it...they do look a bit like a rat with wings...but they are one of the neatest animals I've ever seen. They can get rabies (a rare occurence anymore), they don't carry it...(do ya think that maybe...if everyone kept their pets' shots up to date maybe rabies would be obliterated...but you can't make a Gomer do something he or she should)...they don't try to attack people....it just seems like it when they are flying and seem to dive towards you as they get closer...they use echolocation...(just doin' what they do)...they also eat bugs...lots of 'em (at least the ones around here do)...which is why it's a good thing to buy a bat house and put it up so the bats have a place to roost...just make sure you put it in the right location...by the way, I don't know if it's still in effect, but bats were an endangered species around here at one time (do you know, Nik?)...which means it's illegal to hurt and/or kill one.... ...so, if you should happen to get one in your house, very carefully catch it with a light blanket....the noise it will make will make you think you're killing it...just handle very delicately...and you can get a good look at it. Just be careful and don't get bit...they have very sharp teeth... ....and check these out: Thursday, May 12, 2005
...what a depressing week...everyone seems to be busy...Lewis' blog just...disappeared in mid sentence...I read people's comments, so literate and almost as good as the posts...then I come off sounding like a gomer on the Dukes of Hazard...not to mention the news lately.... ...children being murdered...families found murdered...dammit, can't people just leave....go wallow in your bullshit and stay away from everyone else...but don't kill....especially a kid.... .....here's a word we can all think about... VIGILANTE: (merriam websters): a member of a volunteer committee organized to suppress and punish crime summarily (as when the processes of law appear inadequate).. ...I guess that makes me a bad person, too...but I'm getting tired of the meth labs down the street and the idiots that seem to find a reason to hurt others...the dog fights we supposedly have around here...the slum lords that can buy a place and make everyone else's life miserable...child molesters and racists...people of authority that misuse that authority, but won't help someone that needs it... ...sorry...it's just been a crappy week at times... Sunday, May 08, 2005
...so I went camping up to Starved Rock ...nice little campground...except for the Gomer across the way who decided he was dj for the night and played music until someone asked him to turn it off around 11:30. Then the idiot did it again the next night...like maybe we'd like it this time...once again someone asked him to turn it off....I've come to the conclusion that places like that are for when you are with a bunch of people..if you want peace and quiet...go to some out of the way place, or better yet...find some private place... ...Federal enjoyed his hike into Matthieson (sp)...going down into one of the basins there we found a nice little pool of water with a waterfall...there were a bunch of cave swallows that were skimming the water...so cool to watch..Fed got to swim and roll in dirt...then swim and roll again. What still amazes me is how many people don't like dogs. One woman even acted like he was going to bite her...she stopped in her tracks and looked at him, then at me...I told her he was nice...doesn't bite..she kind of smiled and continued on down the stairs...this dog is the king of Gooberville...he's never been threatening to anyone but the pizza delivery guy...(hey...he likes pizza)...this guy would never hurt anyone or anything, and yet people were avoiding him...of course there were several dog lovers there...some with dogs in tow and some that just wanted to pet him. One family started to sidestep us, but I noticed the little girl of about four was smiling and motioning towards us. I told the father that Fed was a nice dog and that she could pet him if she wanted...luckily he said ok and the little girl got a big kick out of it. ...I understand that some people have had bad luck with dogs...maybe being chased or bitten...I think it's the parents' fault if they never tried to show them that they aren't all bad...a kid with a dog is one of the coolest things I've ever seen...a great way to show them to respect animals... ...besides, wouldn't you rather meet a friendly dog than a not-so-friendly person? ....I will copy what Lewis wrote on his blog so that I do this right...I hope you don't mind, Lewis.... So this is how it works...immediately following there is a list of occupations. You must select at least 5 of these (more if you'd like). You may add more of your own if you want. Each one begins with "If I could be..." Of the 5 you selected, you are to finish each phrase with a description of what you would do as a member of that profession. Lewis says to "point" your answers towards 3 other people...(Britt knows how to do that)...check out Edge's, windingcrookedtrails.blogspot.com and Lewis', built-4-comfort.blogspot.com ....both interesting stuff. THE LIST If I could be..... scientist farmer musician doctor painter gardener missionary chef architect linguist psychologist librarian athlete lawyer innkeeper professor writer llama rider (by Ogre) bonnie pirate (by Teach) service member (by Jeremy) business owner (by Blue 944) actor (by Blue 944) agent (by KelBel) video game designer (by KelBel) comic book artist (by Stoli) hooker (by Pollo Loco) crack addict (by Elizabeth) porn star (by Elizabeth) mime (by Garrison) domestic engineer (by Rick) chimney sweep (by Laine) a masseuse (by Laine) wilderness guide (by Edge) astronaut (by Lewis) barrel racer (by Kim) ...some day I will get Britt to show me how to do more of this computer stuff.... If I could be a scientist...actually, some would consider me one already. I have an Associates in Biology...I work in an environmental lab...but I'd like to go back to school and study to be an ornithologist. Studying birds and bird behavior. Song birds....water birds...what a life that would be. But, it takes a smart mind, a lot of money AND time...so in the meantime, I'll keep watching... If I could be a musician...I'd be great on my violin...I'd love to be able to play Vivaldi's Concerto in B minor and Unger's Ashoken Farewell (remember the Civil War on PBS? His was the theme at the beginning). According to my mom, my great grandfather was a master fiddler in Mississippi...my brother is a great cornet player, so I'm hoping that with some of that family talent (and a lot of practice), I can be, at the very least, "damn good." If I could be a gardener...I'd have beautiful flowers all over my yard...and buterflies would actually live in the butterfly house I have next to my garden. I'd have a small greenhouse where I start my garden every year (along with a couple of chameleons as permanent residents)...I'd also grow enough vegetables to have fresh food all summer long...tomatoes and green beans, a few ears of corn and maybe some carrots...and strawberries. I might even learn how to can some of my bounty...and make some strawberry jam.... If I could be a writer...I'd write some of the scariets stories, like Stephen King...some people don't like horror...I think it's great...as long as it's scary...but I also love Jack London...he could take you outdoors and send you on the coolest adventures...Ray Bradbury and Robert Heinlein...the best fantasy and sci fi ever written comes from these two men....Lewis and Norm are fantastic storytellers...Edge is very passionate...Troy is one of the few poets that I would read. Britt is wonderfully witty. I was on the school paper in high school...I even won journalism awards...I could've been a newspaper reporter...but I don't like most of the things they do. They don't entertain...they expose. If I could be a wilderness guide...I would show people all the beautiful things in nature...and how to respect it. I think it would be better to be able to show children so that they can enjoy everything around them and develop that respect at an early age. If I could be a barrel racer...I'd be the best. I always wanted to be in the rodeo...on my own horse...winning...it sounds silly, but when I was one of those horse lovers growing up, that's all I could think of. Owning my own horse and running it through barrels...I thought I had the chance when I finally got my own horse...but he was very badly broken...the wrong tack and too much inexperience, not to mention breaking my arm....it's true what they say...you have to get back on or you won't ever get back on again.... Ok everyone....let's hear it.... Wednesday, May 04, 2005
...where are Diana and Norm???Post you guys...and Troy...c'mon...we're waiting....altho I do believe Norm is in the middle of finals...I remember those...(viscious bastards they were)...good luck Norm... ...weather is turning warmer, I THINK my cold is departing and I have a campfire and a BIG cup of ice waiting for me come Friday night... ...got some new people visiting this blog ( neato, huh?)...please read the comments and check 'em out...there are some interesting bloggers out there....and I love it when you comment...(even a smartass one from Nik!!)... ...I'm going to try and post the meme that is on a few other blogs...may take me a few days...but in case you're wondering, go to Lewis' blog....he's up on your left...see...? Just click.... ...I bought one of those one-use cameras so I can take pics of Fed this weekend AND maybe a couple of the truck...Norm you will be soooo jealous.... Tuesday, May 03, 2005
...about a week or so ago I was cleaning the chinchilla's cage and he jumped out, eventually running into the kitchen, where I was able to section off the room. He can move pretty fast, half hopping and half running, a very agile little critter. Soon he wedged himself along the floorboard under the cabinet sink. Having my various brood and needing at one time or another to catch someone when they didn't want to be caught, I found that in cases like this it's easiest to grab a tail, thus ending the little hide and go seek game. ...did you know that when a chinchilla is caught by its tail, for example, in the wild, by a predator, that it comes off......skin and fur....like a little glove...with bone protruding... ...imagine my shock...thinking I had him...when all I had was a bristley clump of a tail...no sound from him...obviously he wasn't happy, but he never squealed or "barked" like he does when he's pissed...I picked him up and held him, afraid he would soon go into shock and probably die...he seemed his usual self...and after he was back in his cage for a few minutes he was eating. The vet said it happens in the wild...nothing to get worked up over. Thankfully it's almost completely grown back. I'd sooooo suck as a mother.... COULD SOMEONE PLEASE TELL ME... ...when are the MBA playoffs gonna be over? I'm sorry, but I'm partial to horseracing (the Derby is this weekend) and the rodeo...would love to see a live baseball game again...more power to ya if you can sit and watch golf or football...thank God for the DVD player... ...why do people hurry to pull out in front of you in traffic, yet can't speed up once they get there... ...why they can have commercials about tampons and dousche and feeling fresh, yet there aren't any commercials on jock itch... ...when will they make a more realistic Barbie...Whitetrash Barbie...Trailortrash Barbie (NOT the same as Whitetrash Barbie)...Welfare Barbie, complete with the five kids and Loser/Jobless Ken...Meth Lab Barbie (the newest addition; she's from the small town of Pekin, Il)... .....um, I think I should go, now.. Monday, May 02, 2005
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