Archive for January, 2009

Shades of Green

Posted: January 31, 2009 in Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah

This is my friend Christina’s new show.

Check out the website and the trailor.

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I survived!

Posted: January 30, 2009 in Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah, My Ankle

I’m home and resting comfortably.

This is going to be a short update for now because I am really wasted on my cocktail of happy pills and the screen is wavy like a flag in the wind.

The doc removed little twin tumors and we’ll have to wait three to five days for those results.

He filled the space in with some kind of new bone filler. Recovery will be six weeks but there is the potential for some reconstructive surgery if the new stuff doesn’t work out.

I’m tired so I’ll write more on Saturday.

Much love to all!

 Crutches 

have you sat down lately on one of your cushiest couches
when you’ve been feeling like two-hundred and fifty-six grouches

or tried tapping a wobbly tippity typer
while your fingers were shaky and crazy and hyper

sometimes you feel more like your mother
your sister, a brother
or even some other

and your words start to stutter and flutter or clutter
and your fingers they slip like some slippery butter

sometimes words get stuck like the leaves in your gutter
and you can’t find another, some other or nuther

you can’t find the typer that lives in your fingers
the grouchies are lazy and grouchies can linger

the grouchies hide in us grouches while we type on our couches
the nice words stuck in our heads in little dead pouches

if that happens to you
well i recommend highly
that you search all your pouches
and pull out a smiley

because smileys are funny and shine when it’s not sunny
and they’re jazzy and frizzy and cost you no money

they’re jumpy and perky and they don’t like grouches
and won’t let the grouchies into their silly woo-pouches

so talk to your kiddies or mommies or poppy
your hubbies or wiveys and friends you can copy

they’ll help you get rid of those grumpy grouch pouches
and soon you’ll be typing… on silly smiley couches

 Thumbs Up 

 

Ronslist

Posted: January 28, 2009 in Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah

Save my sister from storing this in her basement for me.

This home gym has to go NOW. I HATE to get rid of it but it’s in my father’s basement and he is moving in less than a month.

Here are some pictures for your viewing pleasure. As an added bonus, if you are one of the next 100 callers, you will receive the stationary bike for FREE!

The asking price is $400 and includes EVERYTHING in the pictures.

Kurt Warner

Posted: January 28, 2009 in Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah

My friend Eric sent me a wonderful story about Arizona Cardinals QB Kurt Warner.

It’s an email that’s been going around for quite some time and something that will warm your heart on this wintry day.

Regardless of what you think of him or his wife, you can’t help but admire the man.

The link below tells the email story as well as an account that is a little more accurate.

http://www.snopes.com/glurge/warner.asp

Shower Liner

Posted: January 26, 2009 in Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah

We decided to splurge this weekend and buy the Heavy Duty Shower Liner. I don’t know what made us do it. I think we must have been feeling a little crazy. The extra $2.50 was a bit of a hit to the budget but we figured it would have a longer life and save us money in the long run.

All of my showering life I have had the same ritual. I start the water, close the liner and curtain, and then wet the wall down at each end so that the liner sticks to it and doesn’t allow any water out.

I believe this habit began at a very young age when my brother, sister, and I were continually getting in trouble for letting water out of the shower. Back then, the bathroom floor tile was always falling apart in the apartment that we lived in. And whenever water escaped the tub, it would end up leaking through and dripping into the bathroom below. Once in a while it would get into the light fixture and cause sparks.

That is how the habit began. So this morning I wet the walls as usual. I placed the liner against the wall and began to smooth it down. And then I felt them. SUCTION CUPS! The edge of the liner had three or four suction cups on each end!

Who in the hell was brilliant enough to think of that and why did it take them so long? Why didn’t I think of it? Why didn’t my mother or father think of it? It would have saved them hours of screaming their freaking heads off.

Has this fabulous feature been around for a while? Am I just discovering it because I finally upgraded to the Heavy Duty Shower Liner?

I don’t suppose it matters how or why the Heavy Duty Shower Liner and I were finally brought together. The important thing is that it happened.

Lost

Posted: January 22, 2009 in Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah
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What in the Hell was going on with LOST last night? I was so freaking confused I was ready to turn it off.

Now I admit that I’m terrible at following plots and remembering who did what and why they did it.

But the part about going back three years and then forward three years and… it’s just way too stressful for me.

I’m not about to give any details here just in case you haven’t watched it yet. Actually I couldn’t tell you what happened if my life depended on it.

I’m only slightly confused with 24. But at least at the end of the season there is a conclusion and everything falls into place.

I’m going to watch Sponge Bob now. At the end of the half hour I’m always guaranteed to have figured out TWO plots AND have some laughs.

“Who lives in a pineapple under the sea?”

And Patrick is just so stupid… yesterday he kept blaming Sponge Bob for eating his candy bar… but then when they showed Patrick you could see the chocolate on his face! Haaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

I think what I love the most about Sponge Bob is that he is an eternal optimist. I would love to meet him someday.

Oh don’t even get me started on Mr. Crabs…