Weather

Nothing but a little ice last night, though it was annoying having to thaw out the vehicle locks with a tiny butane torch.

Looks like we're starting to get something tonight, and if the weather weenies can be believed, it might be shin deep by sometime tomorrow.

If it amounts to anything, I'll try to get some pictures by hook or by crook.


Sleep well, blogfriends.

Warren Zevon

I saw a werewolf with a Chinese menu in his hand
walkin through the streets of Soho in the rain.
He was lookin for the place called Lee Ho Fooks, gonna get a big dish of beef chow mein.

Aaahoo, werewolves of London
Aaahoo
Aaahoo

Ya hear him howlin around your kitchen door, ya better not let him in.
Little old lady got mutilated late last night, werewolves of London again.

Aaahoo, werewolves of London
Aaahoo
Aaahoo

Aaahoo, werewolves of London
Aaahoo
Aaahoo

He's the hairy, hairy gent, who ran amok in Kent.
Lately he's been overheard in Mayfair.
You better stay away from him, he'll rip your lungs out Jim.
Huh, I'd like to meet his tailor.

Aaahoo, werewolves of London
Aaahoo
Aaahoo

Aaahoo, werewolves of London
Aaahoo
Aaahoo

Well, I saw Lon Chaney walkin with the queen, doing the werewolves of London.
I saw Lon Chaney Jr. walkin with the queen, doin the werewolves of London
I saw a werewolf drinkin a pina colada at Trader Vic's
And his hair was perfect.

ahhhooooo, werewolves of London
Draw blood


-"Werewolves of London"



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Wet Dog

That's me. I had to do a job in the pouring rain. It's also windy and the temp is hovering just about freezing. Chances are it's going to get nasty here tonight.

But me, I'm home, into dry clothes and relaxing.


Here's a little Fun for all of you. (I imagine this is what weekends are like at Jadey's House.) :-)

U2

Midnight, our sons and daughters
Were cut down and taken from us
Hear their heartbeat
We hear their heartbeat

In the wind we hear their laughter
In the rain we see their tears
Hear their heartbeat
We hear their heartbeat

Night hangs like a prisoner
Stretched over black and blue
Hear their heartbeat
We hear their heartbeat

In the trees our sons stand naked
Through the walls our daughters cry
See their tears in the rainfall


"Mothers of the Disappeared"





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Note To Neighbor

If you're hacking so hard it sounds like you might cough up a lung, and so loudly that I can hear you, sometimes for more than 20 minutes at a time, sometimes more than once a day, definitely more than one day a week, you might want to see a doctor. Or give up smoking. Or both.

How Tall?

I can see where women fib a bit about thier weight and all, but why do some of them think they can get away with doing it with their height?
It doesn't take a genius to look at the size heel they wear, and subtract it when they stand next to anything with a known size.

Maybe I'm just insane to notice this at all.

Anyway, I guess I better get some sleep so I can spend the day getting ready to Make My Own Head. I still don't know exactly what that means. :-)






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Anticipation

Are you breathless with with excitment?
Are you giddy from the tense waiting?

Tomorrow is Pins And Needles Day!



And after that, Make Your Own Head Day.

You know, I'm going to have to find some resource that tells me what these strange holidays are supposed to *mean*. Make my own head? What?
Could I do that if I didn't already have one? Are there people out there who don't have a head? Is there some festival out there involving big paper mache masks or something?

Oh, wait, I get it. The person who came up with this idea must be running around without their head. :-)



More silliness later.

Procrastination

Have you ever had things you needed to do, and you knew you'd feel better after getting them done, but somehow you just can't seem to get going and actually do them? And have you noticed how many other things seem to spring up as if they were important when that happens. Humans can talk themselves into or out of just about anything if they want to.

I suppose I should start with something small and work up to the bigger things. I guess that means I have to do laundry this weekend. How exciting.



Today is Use Even If Seal Is Broken Day. Uh, I don't think so.

Tomorrow is National Parfait Day. I think I can get onboard with that, though I have no idea where one might find parait around here. It could be fun looking, I guess.

Happy Turkey Day

To those of you who celebrate it.

I'm officially uncool.
Britany & K-Fed - I don't care.
Tam & Katie - I don't care.
Jennifer, Brad, & Vince - I don't care.
Ashton, Demi, & Bruce - I don't care.


Sorry, just a little too much pop cultre.

Lame Jokes

Two guys walk into a bar. The third one ducks.

Did you hear about the dog with no legs? His owner named him cigarette and took him out for a drag.


Guy comes in the door and yells, "Honey, I won the lottery! Pack your bags!" She comes running, "What should I pack for, hot weather or cold?" He shrugs, "I don't care, just get out."


A preist, a Rabbi, and a Lawyer walk into a saloon and the bartender says, "What is this, a joke?"


Salesman rings a doorbell. Door is opened by a boy, eight years old, wearing a top hat and a tutu. He has a large martini in one hand, a cigar in the other.
"Young man, are your parents at home?" asks the salesman.
The boy replies, "What the hell do you think?"


What do you call a guy with no arms and no legs, hanging on a wall? Art.
What do you call the girl that holds him there? Peg
What do you call a guy with no arms and no legs, floating in a lake? Bob.
What do you call a guy with no arms and no legs, lying on the doorstep? Matt.
What do you call a guy with no arms and no legs, water skiiing? Skip.
What do you call a guy with no arms and no legs, lying in a ditch? Phil.
What do you call a guy with no arms and no legs, in a pile of leaves? Russel.


Enough.
Post 'em if you got 'em. :-)

Blogging Nation

Tomorrow is Start Your Own Country Day.
I think I like it. We don't have to draw the line based on geography this time, rather we can decide which one we want to join. What say we start our own little blogger nation?

Oh, wait, who gets (has) to be in charge?

Will there be stuffy meetings where people drone on and on without really saying anything that really has much to do with the business of running the fledgling country and before you know it half the people are either falling asleep or leaving the room because they just don't want to hear another word about what ever it is that the speaker is trying to say, without actually suceeding at conveying that particular message?


Okay, somebody else has to be in charge. :-)

Bond, James Bond

So I saw Casino Royale this weekend. I thought it was pretty good. (Better than those miserable travesties with Roger Moore.)
Less reliance on tricky tech toys and more character development. Kind of a neat reset on the whole franchise.

I could spend quite a while griping about the people in the theater and their behavior, but it won't change anything. Trash. Cell Phones. Talking. That kind of crap.

Still the movie was entertaining. I went on matinee prices and don't feel like I got shorted.



Tomorrow is Absurdity Day.

Hope all had a good weekend!

Time To Stay Out Of The Woods

Deer season started today. Well, shotgun season, anyway. I think muzzle loader season is yet to happen. No, I'm not ragging on hunters in general, but there are always a few that just aren't safe to be around. They sometimes mistake things for deer that aren't. Sometimes they drink and fall out of trees.

And be careful driving, since deer will be moving to avoid hunters and crossing roads, sometimes recklessly.


Today is Take A Hike Day.

And tomorrow is Occult Day.




(I don't even have a mic for this thing. Seriously.)

Some Movies

"The night's as hot as hell. It's a lousy room in a lousy part of a lousy town - I'm staring at a goddess. She's telling me she wants me. I'm not going to waste one more minute wondering how I've gotten this lucky. She smells like angels ought to smell, the perfect woman... the Goddess. Goldie. She says her name is Goldie."



"It's a trick. Get an axe."



"Did I thank you?"
"No. You didn't."
"I will."



"I say we take off, nuke the site from orbit. It's the only way to be sure."



"I've seen things you people wouldn't believe. Attack
ships on fire off the
shoulder of Orion. I watched C-beams
glitter in the dark near the Tannhauser
gate. All those
moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain."

Sounds Like

It's nice to have sound again. I finally got off my but and swapped out the sound cards so I could hear Jade's sexy voice for the first time. Now I'm going to have to go through the system and see what kind of noises I can play with. And I'll have to go through the archives and find all the stupid wav files I've accumulated over the years. Which means you're all probably going to be subjected to more movie quotes as I'm reminded of them. :-)



And tomorrow is Button Day. Whatever that means.

There Is No Spoon

Random movie quotes I like:
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Tom Cronin: "He's making his first mistake."
Nicky: "It's not a mistake. They don't make mistakes. They don't do random. There's always an objective. Always a target."
Pamela Landy: "The objectives and targets always came from us. Who's giving them to him now?"
Nicky: "Scary version? He is."




Anthony: "No, no, no, take that voodoo-ass thing off of there right now!"
Peter: "I know you just didn't call St. Christopher voodoo. Man's the patron saint of travelers, dog."
Anthony: "You had a conversation with God, huh? What did God say? Go forth, my son, and leave big slobbery suction rings on every dashboard you find? Why the hell do you do that?"
Peter: "Look at the way your crazy ass drive, then ask me that again!"



Neo: "There is no spoon."






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I'm In Trouble Now

The 15th is National Clean Out Your Refrigerator Day.
I don't think I can bring myself to actually do this, even though I should.

A little something:

Digital Dope-Slap

Among the online forums I read there's this one where the people seem articulate, they seem like they'd be intelligent, but sometimes it's like watching blind people trying to navigate a hedge maze made of multiflora rose (sort of biological barbwire). It's painful to watch, but experience has shown there's nothing you can really do that will be looked upon as helpful.

I keep starting to compose posts in my head, but never finish them because it feels like a huge waste of time. I guess the part that really irritates me is that these folks keep indulging in a certain form of hypocrisy I'd dearly love to point out, though I don't envision them listening objectively to it.

I suppose I'll just complain about it here and leave them to their silliness. (Though I do itch to deliver a few well deserved digital dope-slaps.)

At Last!

I've been waiting for this. Tomorrow is National Pizza With The Works Except Anchovies Day!
Since this is a national day, I guess those of you in other countries can have the anchovies if you want. :-)


Oh, and if there any of you out there living in countries where there is no pizza, you have my apologies and condolences.


(Okay, in all honesty, there are some other toppings I'd leave off but I'll jump at the chance to have any sort of pizza holiday.)

Today's poll - thin crust, medium, pan, or deep dish?

Mind Numbing

So the election is over, no serious recounts, and power has shifted. We have to spend a few more days listening to the talking heads tell what it all *means*. Oh, and the new politicians haven't been sworn in yet (January) and the news idiots are already asking them about the 2008 election. Come on. Can't the vultures go back to covering the wars? Did people dying stop being noteworthy that fast?



If you're going to let your engine run for twenty minutes, go park it by your window, jerk.




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I Melt With You

Moving forward using all my breath
Making love to you was never second best
I saw the world crashing all around your face
Never really knowing it was always mesh and lace

I'll stop the world and melt with you
You've seen the difference and it's getting better all the time
There's nothing you and I won't do
I'll stop the world and melt with you

(We should know better)
Dream of better lives the kind which never hate
(We should see)
Trapped in a state of imaginary grace
(We should know better)
I made a pilgrimage to save this human's race
(We should see)
Never comprehending a race that had long gone by

(Let's stop the world)
I'll stop the world and melt with you
(Let's stop the world)
You've seen the difference and it's getting better all the time
(Let's stop the world)
There's nothing you and I won't do
(Let's stop the world)
I'll stop the world and melt with you

The future's open wide

(I'll stop the world)
I'll stop the world and melt with you
(I'll stop the world)
I've seen some changes and it's getting better all the time
(I'll stop the world)
There's nothing you and I won't do
(I'll stop the world)
I'll stop the world and melt with you

The future's open wide

hmmm hmmm hmmm
hmmm hmmm hmmm hmmm
hmmm hmmm hmmm
hmmm hmmm hmmm hmmm


I'll stop the world and melt with you
(I'll stop the world)
You've seen the difference and it's getting better all the time
(I'll stop the world)
There's nothing you and I won't do
(I'll stop the world)
I'll stop the world and melt with you
(I'll stop the world)

I'll stop the world and melt with you
(Let's stop the world)
I'll stop the world and melt with you
(Let's stop the world)


Modern English

Lorenz Attractor

In honor of Chaos Never Dies Day.
I Borrowed the image from Here.


Blogger had some kind of mental breakdown and wouldn't let me post this last night when I tried. So I couldn't give that day ahead warning about the 'Holiday'. Sorry. :-)

Delicious Irony

The day after election day is Dunce Day. I love it!

Other randomness-

Some songs just don't make the leap to text only formats like this. There's just something about the sound of them.

Do you have at least one person (not a relative) in your life for whom you'd gladly sacrifice your life if it was the only way to save their's?

Do they deserve it?




Listening to: One Dove - White Love (guitar pardise mix)

Here It Comes

Election day is looming on the horizon. It's good that we have them so we can make adjustments and have our voices heard, but it's pretty disappointing to se the kind of nasty name calling and crap that goes on. The depressing part is that this stuff must work or they wouldn't do it. What does that say about We The People?


On a happier note, in addition to the election tomorrow is also National Bittersweet Chocolate With Almonds Day.

Classic Favorite

I was going to come up with something profound or useful to post other than the fact that today is Gunpowder Day and tomorrow is Marooned Without A Compass Day, but the radio pre-empted all that. Please feel free to sing along. Without futher ado:
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Oh, the shark, babe, has such teeth, dear
And it shows them pearly white
Just a jackknife has old MacHeath, babe
And he keeps it … ah … out of sight.


Ya know when that shark bites, with his teeth, babe
Scarlet billows start to spread
Fancy gloves, though, wears old MacHeath, babe
So there’s nevah, nevah a trace of red.


Now on the sidewalk … uuh, huh … whoo … sunny mornin’ … uuh, huh
Lies a body just oozin' life … eeek!
And someone’s sneakin' ‘round the corner
Could that someone be Mack the Knife?


A-there's a tugboat … huh, huh, huh … down by the river don’tcha know
Where a cement bag’s just a'droopin' on down
Oh, that cement is just, it's there for the weight, dear
Five'll get ya ten old Macky’s back in town.


Now, d'ja hear ‘bout Louie Miller? He disappeared, babe
After drawin' out all his hard-earned cash
And now MacHeath spends just like a sailor
Could it be our boy's done somethin' rash?


Now … Jenny Diver … ho, ho … yeah … Sukey Tawdry
Ooh … Miss Lotte Lenya and old Lucy Brown
Oh, the line forms on the right, babe
Now that Macky’s back in town.


Aah … I said Jenny Diver … whoa … Sukey Tawdry
Look out to Miss Lotte Lenya and old Lucy Brown
Yes, that line forms on the right, babe
Now that Macky’s back in town …


Look out … old Macky is back!!



Mack The Knife
Bobby Darin

Half A Song

I keep hearing this song, but only part of it because they use it for a TV show theme. I like the part they play, but when I look up the lyrics it seems like kind of a downer. So you decide for yourselves.

Artist: Remy Zero
Song: Save Me (Smallville Theme Song)
I feel my wings have broken
In your hands
I feel the words unspoken
Inside
When they pull you under
And I would give you any thing you want
You were all I wanted
All my dreams are falling down
Crawling round and round and round

Somebody save me
Let your waters break right through
Somebody save me
I don't care how you do it
Just save, save
Come on
I've been waiting for you

I see the world has folded in your heart
I feel the waves crash down inside
And they pull me under
And I would give you anything you want
You were all I wanted
All my dreams have fallen down
Crawling round and round and round

Somebody save me
Let your waters break right through
Somebody save me
I don't care how you do it
Just save, save
Come on
I've been waiting for you

All my dreams are on the ground
Crawling' round and round and round

Somebody save me
Let your waters break right through
Somebody save me
I don't' care how you do it
Just save me, save me
I've made this whole world shine for you
Just save, save
Come on
I'm still waiting for you

Casablanca

Of all the gin joints, in all the towns, in all the world, she had to walk into mine.

Kiss me. Kiss me as if it were the last time.

We'll always have Paris. We didn't have, we, we lost it until you came to Casablanca. We got it back last night.

Ilsa, I'm no good at being noble, but it doesn't take much to see that the problems of three little people don't amount to a hill of beans in this crazy world. Someday you'll understand that. Now, now... Here's looking at you kid.

Mostly, I remember the last one, the wild finish. A guy standing on a station platform in the rain, with a comical look on his face, because his insides have been kicked out.

I was born when you kissed me. I died when you left me. I lived a few weeks while you loved me.

If that plane leaves the ground and you're not with him, you'll regret it. Maybe not today. Maybe not tomorrow, but soon and for the rest of your life.





Tomorrow is Waiting For The Barbarians Day.




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Somebody Sent Me This

And I thought it might be appropriate since next Tuesday is the big election.




Voting Time:

While walking down the street one day, a U.S. senator is tragically hit by a truck and dies.

His soul arrives in Heaven and is met by St. Peter at the entrance.

"Welcome to Heaven," says St. Peter. "Before you settle in, it seems there is a problem. We seldom see a high official around these parts, you see, so we're not sure what to do with you."

"No problem, just let me in."

"Well, I'd like to, but I have orders from higher up. What we'll do is have you spend one day in Hell and one in Heaven. Then you can choose where to spend eternity."

"Really, I've made up my mind. I want to be in Heaven," says the senator.

"I'm sorry, but we have our rules."

And with that, St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down.

The doors open and he finds himself in the middle of a green golf course. In the distance is a clubhouse and standing in front of it are all his friends and other politicians who had worked with him. Everyone is very happy and in evening dress. They run to greet him, shake his hand and reminisce about the good times they had while getting rich at the expense of the people.

They play a friendly game of golf and then dine on lobster, caviar and champagne. Also present is the devil, who really is a very friendly guy. He has a good time dancing and telling jokes. They are having such a good time that before he realizes it, it is time to go. Everyone gives him a hearty farewell and waves while the elevator rises.

The elevator goes up, up, up and the door reopens on Heaven where St. Peter is waiting for him.

"Now it's time to visit Heaven."

So, 24 hours pass with the senator joining a group of contented souls moving from cloud to cloud, playing the harp and singing. They have a good time and before he realizes it, the 24 hours have gone by and St. Peter returns.

"Well, then, you've spent a day in Hell and another in Heaven. Now, choose your eternity."

The senator reflects for a minute, then he answers.

"Well, I would never have said it before. I mean Heaven has been delightful, but I think I
would be better off in Hell."

So, St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to Hell.

The doors of the elevator open and he's in the middle of a barren land covered with waste and garbage. He sees all his friends, dressed in rags, picking up the trash and putting it in black bags, as more trash falls from above. The devil comes over to him and puts his arm around his shoulder.

"I don't understand," stammers the senator. "Yesterday, I was here and there was a golf course and a clubhouse and we ate lobster and caviar, drank champagne, danced and had a great time. Now, it's just a wasteland full of garbage and my friends look miserable. What happened"?

The devil looks at him, smiles and says, "Yesterday, we were campaigning. Today, you voted."





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Seals, Whales, & Psychos

Those were the choices on TV earlier. The Whales weren't the kind that swim, so I opted for seals. It was more interesting than I'd expected.

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It's funny how sometimes life will work itself out and let you off the hook from something you'd anguished over for days. Today was one of those days and I'm suddenly in a much improved mood. Too bad I can't digitize it and share it over the wires with all of you. It would be the right thing to do.