House Cleaning

I have to remind myself to go through my link list once in a while and clear out stuff that's old. I'm leaving Flourboy on there on purpose, just because I'm ornery. :-)

I can't decide if I should leave all that stuff down the side. If anybody new ever wandered by it might be helpful. Okay, it might be that I'm too lazy to go change it.

If anybody has a minute (especially those of you overseas) go look around here so a bunch of strange ip adresses will show up on their logs. Kari tells me they will actually ship to Australia, but you'd have to ask about rates.

Reality Check

So I clicked the wrong bookmark and it landed me on one of those social/dating sites I was looking at a while back. The profile it hit on (randomly) caught my attention and I felt the need to say something because I've seen this so many times. I know the woman in question will never read this, nor will any other woman in this country who uses these sites, but I still feel like commenting.

"If your married, use drugs, or wont work, don't bother."

Okay. You just set yourself up for everything you said you don't want. Do you get that? You just told them they have to cover up the burn marks, the needle marks, the wedding ring tan line, and they need to appear to have a job. Or have one starting soon. Or something. You also them that you're so desperate to be in a relationship that you've been dating guys like this already and your screening process...well...sucks. You're going to have to accept some responsibility, be willing to accept all applications, and get a system for weeding out the losers. You can't just tell the world what your idea of Mr. Right is and expect him to drop what he's doing and wander in from where ever he is. He may not even exist the way you imagine him. Get your feet on the ground, your head screwed on straight, and get over yourself. You're not a teenager trying to get someone to ask you to the prom, so start acting like a grown-up. It's for real now and you have to work for the things you want.


(end rant - thank you for your patience)



By the way, this is the kind of stupid crap that women from outside the U.S. rarely seem to do.

Meat With Eyes (NSFW swearing)

I Know Nothing

So this morning, that woman called. (yes that one) And she tells me "a bunch of us" are going somewhere this evening and would I like to go? So I agree. (oh, she also made mention of the fact that she was on her way to work and got stuck waiting for a train so she called me - don't know if that means something)

So I go and it's okay. I meet a few more of her friends, they seem okay. I have little contact with her. I have no idea if I'm being run past them for aproval or if I'm being included in that group. And I have a feeling I'm not going to know even if I asked outright because she either isn't sure herself or isn't about to risk telling me.

Guys don't like things to be fuzzy, nebulous, or incomlpete. If a light switch isn't on or off, it might be broken. So I'm going to volutarily file myself in the "just friends" category until somebody tells me otherwise. I don't mean subtle sort of half hints that might mean something if only I were intuitive enough to puzzle them out. There's territory in the "nothing more than friends" camp that's mine now, I've planted the flag and I'm staying here until I recieve clear and direct orders to move. In either direction.

I clearly don't have the skills it takes to figure this out and I've reached an age where I won't play teenage dating games. It all rolls downhill and any 'moves' are up to her now.

Maybe I should start digging a trench.
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Long Narrow Parking Lot

This thing has waaaay too much horsepower. I hope it's expensive, I'd hate to see too many on the roads.



(You know who you are.)
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EE&V

Eyes
Fuzzy light from an open window through the thick, black smoke.

Ears
Chaos, shouting, the roaring of nearby flames.

Voice
"What do you think will go before they get back up here, the ceiling or the floor?"

"Pleased to meet you. You know where Buckinghan Fountain is?"

Rock and Roll

This morning I was shaken gently awake around 4:39 am. No, not by a really hot woman (I wish) but by an earthquake. It was kind of a long way from here, but people felt it clear up in Michigan. It didn't last long, and I wasn't in any danger, but it made me worry about somebody I know who's much closer. (She's okay, no damage.) So that's my excitment for the day.

What did everybody else do today?




(Hey, Jenna, did you feel it up there?)

Seriously

If anybody want me to take this pope guy more sreiously than any other old guy in a dress, he needs to stop being seen in public with the anti-christ.



And it would also help if he didn't sound so much like Casanova Frankenstein.




Not to mention the stuff with young boys. It's like the dark ages all over again.

In That Same Vein

Heaven is where the police are British, the cooks are French, the mechanics are German, the lovers are Italian and it's all organized by the Swiss.

Hell is where the police are German, the cooks are English, the mechanics are French, the lovers are Swiss, and it's all organized by the Italians.



One more while we're at it. --------------



A couple of redneck hunters are out in the woods when one of them falls to the ground. He doesn't seem to be breathing, his eyes are rolled back in his head.

The other guy whips out his cell phone and calls 911. He gasps to the operator, "My friend is dead! What can I do?"

The operator, in a calm soothing voice says, "Just take it easy. I can help. First, lets make sure he's dead."

There's the sound of a gunshot. "OK, now what?"

There's Only One

For what it's worth, there's only one useless asshole on myspace. No, really, I went to the search myspace box and put in "useless asshole", clicked the 'user name' box and searched. There's only one. He's 25 and he lives in Maine.


There's are hundreds of pages of people who think they're 'god' or 'satan'. Like that's realistic.

Look Out, Feeling Quotey

“No man is worth your tears, but once you find one that is, he won't make you cry.” -- Anonymous


“The fear of death follows from the fear of life. A man who lives fully is prepared to die at any time.” -- Mark Twain


“Honor isn't about making the right choices. It's about dealing with the consequences.”


“Dignity does not consist in possessing honors, but in deserving them.” --Aristotle


“Deceit is in haste, but honesty can wait a fair leisure”


"Anxiety is the dizziness of freedom" --Soren Kierkegaard


"What you really value is what you miss, not what you have." --Jorge Luis Borges


"There is a luxury in self-reproach. When we blame ourselves we feel that no one else has the right to blame us." --Oscar Wilde


"Every time history repeats itself, the price goes up."


"Facts do not cease to exist because they are ignored." --Aldous Huxley


"It is better to suffer wrong than to do it, and happier to be sometimes cheated than not to trust." --Samuel Johnson

Some Social Site Observations

With about 90% of the people on social sites claiming they're "laid back" and "down to earth" it kind of sounds like a graveyard.

"Not into liars." Really? Who the hell is?

"Want somebody who knows how to have a great time." Uh, guys know how to do that, hold still.

You're a grandmother at 36. That about covers it.

You work a lot of hours, have a bunch of kids, volunteer, have a bunch of hobbies, and you want to know, "Think you can keep up?" Uh, no. Have a nice time with that.

"I am divorce." Thanks for the warning.

"Not the prettiest girl." Because you're a dude in a dress. Did you think we couldn't tell?

"Can you keep me entertained?" Beats me. Why don't you try telling me why I'd want to.

"I am a femail with blown eyes and dark hair" - wow, there's a visual.

"I like barbequing cats cars & my kids" Apparently, you have something against punctuation.

"I am a great animal lover" - there are so many ways to interpret this.

"Who wants to hug a bone?" Did you really just ask that?

Which is better, to be 'up for some fun' or 'down for a good time'?

"I am the realest woman you ever gonna meet" Uh, I'm not gonna meet you, so I guess I'll just have to imagine the realestness.

"Sweatheart" Uh, sweetheart maybe?

"Hit me up." I know it's slang, but wow, really?

IS THE CAPLOCK KEY STUCK BROKEN OR WHAT?

The puctuation, the grammer, the diction, - wow - I don't know what else to say.

I learned one thing very quickly, the women from Canada, the UK, Australia, and New Zealand are more interesting, more articulate, and understand how to attract men much, much better than the ones here.

And me without a passport.
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Don't Ask Me

Apparently, rolling a desk chair over bubble wrap isn't enough for some folks.

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Scopes Are For Sissies

Totally kidding about the scope thing. :-)

There is a certain satisfaction in building your own rifle though.

Spring Setups

These images are links (without permission) from the nice site over at garagedooropeners.com and I hope they won't mind a little publicity to help some people clear around the world.

Puddle of Mudd

Still chucking over this song. Yes, I have kind of a dark sense of humor. :-)

Tomorrow Is

Don't Go To Work Unless It's Fun Day. (wish I could do that)


And it's going to be a busy month.


The 4th is Tell-A-Lie Day (just one?)

The 5th is Go For Broke Day

The 6th is Sorry Charlie Day

The 7th is No Housework Day (like I'd notice?)

The 8th is All Is Ours Day

The 9th is Name Yourself Day

The 12th is Look Up At The Sky Day

The 13th is Blame Somebody Else Day (oooh, politicians should love it)

The 15th is Rubber Eraser Day (also tax day, I wonder....)

The 18th is International Jugglers Day

The 19th is Garlic Day (vampires beware)


There's more, but I'm getting tire from all the typing. Batten down the hatches, there's strange celebrating to be done.

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Status

NWFHY