This facinated me. And given my earlier post about my excessive craft organizing oddly appropriate. I would like to see this show. Especially the sugared egg carpet.
I love color. My apartment has a purple kitchen, a yellow craft room and a bedroom that is 2 shades of pink and red. My clothes do not have a lot of color to them (I think the Plus size clothes designers feel that since black is slimming we must all WANT to wear black and only black.) But where my clothes may be blah, my accessories tend to be bright colorful and fun. I wish Americans were not so afraid of color. Look at the housing communities .... the are all Brownville, Taupe City or some other bland color.
So, what do you think of color? Are you bold or shy? What is your favorite color? One of mine is orange (purple is the other)... I can't wear it as a general rule, but I love it. Here is one of my favorite paintings... it is a favorite mainly because it has a lot of orange in it... which isn't often seen in paintings. It is Flaming June by Frederick Leighton
I am sure that Jenn will be able to appreciate this. And probably a few more of you will feel the same.
I have a problem with craft supplies...put me in Michaels or JoAnn's and I will not be able to walk out without making a purchase. Paints, papers, jewelry supplies, boxes .... and on and on. I am getting much better at organizing these items which isn't easy since they are often small and oddly shaped.
One of the harder things to store is my collage items. I have a whole Rubbermaid container full of slips of paper and things I have collected. Only problem I am having is that it isn't easy to find what I am looking for. THat and the papers often curl or rip. So last night I was at Target and I saw a 3 ring binder w/ protective sleeves like you would store baseball cards in. I bought that and some extra sleeves that weren't divided thinking I might be able to use them. So, then I sat on the couch for 3 1/2 hours putting little pieces in the slots. I am not even half way done yet. But it looks great and I will just be able to flip through and find what I need. I am also finding stuff I forgot I had. It is a lovely feeling.
So, this weekend will be more of the same. And I need to clean up the craft room. I had a show last week and just sort of through things in there. I haven't had the energy to tackle it just yet.
This is another of my favorite paintings. The artist is Jack Vettriano and he has several other dancing couple paintings. I just like that they are so into dancing with each other that they don't notice the rain or wind. I do feel for the butler and the maid though.
Here are some photos I just picked up from Ritz. I have been doing a little experimenting. Let me know what you think. (I also put links to some more photos on Photobuck off under my links if you are interested.
I just read that Nightline is going to spend 30 minutes reading the names of soilders who have died in Iraq. I hope this shows the consequences of war. Will it change peoples minds? I can only hope so.
I was at the bookstore last night and was cleaning up for the evening when I saw a book on modern glass art. I am amazed at what artists can do with glass. One of my favorite artist is Dale Chihuly A couple of years ago I got to see on of his installations at the Garfield Conservetory in Chicago. It was breathtaking. It really did become part of the landscape. I wish I had some of the pictures I took at the conservatory to show But really pictures of his work don't really do it justice. He did the ceiling installation at the Bellagio.
Here is a picture that I got off of his website to give you an idea of why I like his work so much. Let me know what you think.
After my blog on touching and physical contact my friend B.J. sent me this link on Cuddle Parties. Umm... not sure about this. If I had my own version of a cuddle party would anyone come? Would I run screaming into the night? The movie party turned out well, but I am nto sure about this...
(I like the rules for the party... especially #14)
This one of my favorite paintings. It is "La Belle Dame Sans Merci" by Sir Frank Dicksee and is based on a poem by John Keats. I try not to combine the two because the poem is sad and I want to think these two could have a future together. I am not sure just what it is about the painting that appeals to me. Maybe it is the roll reversal, her on the horse and him backing away. I love the color of her dress. Pink is not something that I have seen a lot in paintings. Anyway, enjoy.
My sister Julia (she just turned 11) and her friend Donna started a weather service earlier this year. I think these are some of the funniest things ever. And since I am having a bit of a hard time thinking of something I want t write I thought I would share the first weather report she sent out. Hope you think it is as cute as I do.
k
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~ My weather forcast (I made it up!!!!! So it's NOT true! But I just have fun doing it! For example the weatehr tomorrow could be spent as a day at the beach so it would be warm or really hot then cold the freezing!) It is called: 4 seasons weather
Season: Winter...brrrrr
TONIGHT: Blizzard!!!!!! Be prepared for some real snow!! Cold weather is adue! Make sure your loved ones are not on trips or driving! Severe winds could blow you off track and the blinding snow could let you crash! Little ones playing in the snow could get buried so be careful! Make sure the snow is light when you go outside and the temperature is at least 15o F!!! Maybe a few lower but freezing weather could be dangerous! Bundle up and stay safe!
This time of year the fires can be dangerous! Make sure little children stay away! Put the fire out when it is not in sight (Example_going up stairs for a long time) and when your'e leaving home! You don't want to hurt anyone....right? SO be safe and stay safe!
For a new update e-mail me back!
Proud to keep you safe....serving for 2 hours~ 4 seasons weather!
Each week I get an email that makes me smile and makes me think at the same time. I am talking about Joe Bob Briggs Weekly Report.
A sample from this weeks report....
" A train explosion in Ryongchon, North Korea, wiped out more people than the number who died in the World Trade Center attacks, but it was on no front pages because of the journalistic equation: Mass Death Divided By Miles From U.S. Divided By Asian Factor (15) Divided By Off-the-Radar Country Factor (37) Equals 1/50th Michael Jackson. "
Okay, the total wasn't anywhere near as high as the Trade center attacks, but it does make you think. The majority of the world was very supportive of us during the weeks after the attack on the towers. Would we be as supportive of anyone else? Just somethign to think about. And I think you should go check out Joe Bob and his alter egos.
Several times over the weekend the subject of work and accepting responsibility came up in converstation. I live and work in a town filled with college students and there are times when I want to just hit a large number of them upside the head. They seem to get what they ask for if they complain loudly enough. Couldn't turn in your paper on time even though you had 3 weeks to do it? Don't worry, we will give you an extension. Missed you shift at the resturant because you were "sick" and didn't call in? It doesn't matter just come in tomorrow. And on and on and on. We aren't doing these kids any favors. I am always hearing "It's not my fault" and it drives me nuts. And because so many of the people around here accept that as an answer due to the "Sally Jesse Syndrome" that seems to have infected our society. Sometimes the best thing you can do is accept the situation and move on. I am tired of hearing, "my parents didn't love me enough" or "my boss is out to get me" or any of a thousdand other comments. These things may be true, but if you let that keep you from achieving anything then you only have yourself to blame. As an adult you get to make choices about the life you lead. That isn't to say that the events of your past don't shape you or scar you. There are a lot of people who have horrific childhoods that manage to overcome tremendous odds to live happy productive lives. I have very little respect for those who whine about how hard life is.
Well, just stopped by to check my email and thought I would write a quick little blog. Today is movie party day. I have made mint fudge brownies and a cake which I need to go home and frost. We are watching Footloose.
This is one of those happy sad moments. It is the last m.p. of the season. (I usually only do them in the cooler months.) And if I move it might be the last m.p. ever. Who knows. But I am determined to enjoy today... I am going to get a little tipsy and eat chocolate and be with friends. Can't beat that.
My mother always told the story about how she couldn't wait until I was born. She said she wanted a baby she hug and cuddle. I wasn't that baby. I wanted nothing to do with being held. 30 years later I think it still upsets her.
Having people touch me used to make my skin crawl. I am not talking about accidental touching, but the hugs and pats on the arm that are so normal to people. It didn't matter if they were friends or strangers. Not a little reaction either. I would end up with tension headaches and feel sick to my stomach. When I mention this I invariably get asked if I was abused as a child. Maybe in a past lifetime, but certainly not this one.
In the past I rarely mentioned this difficulty because the few times I did I regreted it. Everytime they would accidently bump into me they would apologize and make a big deal about it. Often in front of people I didn't really want to know what I was dealing with. I have many friends who are naturally touchy people and it became easier for me to just grit my teeth than put up with the "sorry"s.
I am not sure when it stopped bothering me so much. It didn't happen over night. (And there are still people I am not comfortable having physical contact with.) It wasn't an easy transition, but one I felt I had to make in order to keep from going crazy. It couldn't have been easy for the (few) boys I dated. Over the years I have become more physically demonstrative than I ever thought I would be. I find that I am enjoying it.
Today marked a big mile stone for me. I had a table massage by a soon to be professional and was able to relax and not feel like I was going to snap. I may never know why I had such a hard time, but I do know that it won't bother me again.
A friend sent this article about an 81 year old law student to me and I thought it was worth sharing. It is never too late to decide what you want to be when you grow up. k
The day isn't starting out very well, but I am hoping that it gets better. I woke up this morning and something seemed different. I realized I could see! It was a miracle!! Then I realized I slept with my contacts in and suddenly all moisture was sucked from my eyes. Think it is going to be a 3 bottle Diet Coke day. I haven't been sleeping well lately and I am not sure why. Maybe because there are lots of decisions I have to make.
On a happier note I did my first jewelry home show. Made about $250. Not bad for a few hours work. Several of the women there mentioned wanting to have a show of their own. I have considered trying to sell online, but my stuff doesn't photograph well. I think people really need to see it in person to know if they like it or not. These women said the same thing. This event gave me hope that art fair will go well. But I have until July to worry about that. I have to start making pieces again.
*Here is part 2 of my commentary. Again, if you are offended tough… I am not pc and never will be.
Newsflash: Everyone has breasts. Shocking I know, but it had to be said. I am amazed at what a large roll they seem to play in American society. People are obsessed with them. I just don’t understand why. Can someone help? What is it about them that drive women to go under the knife to get larger ones? Why do men drool when a pair of them walks by?
A list of what breasts mean to me. (First off I am not small cheasted. Nor am I a walking freak show)
1) That finding a bra that works is akin to the trials of Hercules. (Note hard to find cute big girl bras… No Vickie’s for me) 2) Going into Vickie’s and being tormented by the staff. I would tell them they don’t carry my size. And the perky little so and so would say “We go to 38 DD” If I tried to wear a 38 DD at some point it would explode and you would hear about some tragic accident where 8 people died and 10 others were injured.) 3) Forget shirts that button. Not going to happen 4) Tank tops are another problem… the ones with built in bras aren’t supportive enough. 5) Sports are uncomfortable even with the world’s best sports bra (Uniboob is not fun) Golf, not possible. Running, black eyes. Bowling, need to push one to the center. 6) They start drooping right away… the only ones that are perky are fake (It is a sad moment when are sitting in the tub and realize you look like Buddha. And I am not talking the young skinny one either) 7) Going braless is not an option. 8 ) Neither is going braless and running up or down the stairs. 9) Strapless bras are a cruel cruel invention. (If we can put a man in space why can’t we make a strapless that works?) 10) Getting men to pay attention to any other part of your body can be difficult.
I am sure there are more… or if you have any to share feel free.
k
Just getting it out of my system early in the season
*Author note: These are broad generalizations based on my experiences and men I know. I am not saying all men are like this, just a large percentage. So, if you are offended all I can say is lighten up. Thank you and have a nice day.
Well, it is that time of year again. The birds start singing, the trees are in bloom and women find the smallest clothes possible to wear. That being said men (and some women) are going to stare. So, if you are wearing a skirt my friend Gary refers to as “pussy short”, please don’t complain that men are ogling you. I am not saying you should be assaulted or have derogatory comments hurled at you, but remember men are visual creatures. And if you are wearing what could double as a Kleenex know that men are going to try and hone their x-ray vision.
Men, you aren’t getting off so easily. I have said that there is no problem with you looking. What I do have a problem with is the rude comments you often make. I don’t care what you say in your little man caves, but I wish you would be more considerate in public. For example; I would be at the pub, where I am a regular and I would have to hear these men make jaw dropping comments. It was like they went from 50 to 14 in the blink of an eye. They had their little code words for various body parts. These are men I have had conversations with. That in the winter they have their hormones controlled. Me being me I have to say something about being female… such as, “Remember I don’t use the same bathroom as you.” Making a joke so they don’t think I am a Feminazi, but at the same time making a point. Usually the looks on their face is comical. They stammer and then say that they don’t mean me. Well, duh. They tend to see me as one of the guys or not at all. I don’t have a problem with being ignored, but I am female and don’t want them to forget it. So, pick your knuckles up off the ground and put your tongue back in your mouth. I don’t think it is asking a lot.
Okay, that is my rant, or public service announcement, for the morning. I had a second topic to discuss, but that can be another post.
I love these trees when they are in bloom, which nfortunatlty is for about 2 days. I got this picture at their peak. I am not sure what their real name is, but they remind me of magnolias.
They are building a new YMCA down the street from my apartment complex. Although I am happy that it is the Y and not some outrageously expensive condo development I am sad that the Technology Center that was previously on this site is gone. It used to house artist studios and practice rooms for musicians and dancers. It was one of the few places were people could actually afford to the rent.
Last summer they were in the process of tearing the old building down when I received a phone call from my roommate saying that the building was on fire. And that she had seen the smoke from miles away. Luckily they got in under control, though it was still burning when I went by it the next morning. Now, given that I live in Ann Arbor, home to some of the worlds greatest conspiracy theorists I decided to that there was a big conspiracy behind this. Who could be responsible for this? Well, I figured there were a lot of disgruntled artist who had to move, so it could have been one of them. Also, the fire department was facing cuts and needed to prove that their services shouldn’t be cut. What better than a fire in a vacant building? Thirdly the local paper was loosing a lot of space to foreign events so there were probably some reporters on the local beat that were a bit upset. So in my head I pictured all of the groups showing up at the site with their gas cans. Maybe toss in an arsonist or 2 and it is a party.
Here is my horoscope from the Onion Libra: (Sept. 23—Oct. 23) You've built a reputation as someone not to fuck with, which is unfortunate, as you would really like some fucking.
And on a more serious astrological note... From Cal Garrison and Real Detroit
LIBRA: It isn't easy to explain yourself to others right now. Don't expect anyone to understand why you've made certain choices. Their issues, along with a lot of heavy-duty cultural programming, make it difficult for them to be objective to what's going on with you. As hard as it is to keep things to yourself, you need to do this as an act of self-preservation. Testing the limits of your own beliefs has taken a lot of courage. In time new connections with likeminded people will show you that you're on the right path.
Just saw =http://money.cnn.com/2004/04/..." this on cnn about wage differences between men and women. I just wanted to say... Duh. Sad, but true. And plus size women make less than thin women.
I am just hoping I can make until I am 65!!! I would hate to thinkt hat I had 74 more years to work. Though given the economy and how little I make I may have to. *sigh*
k
From Ananova America's oldest worker retires at 104
A man believed to be the US' oldest worker has retired at the age of 104.
Science professor Ray Crist has stepped down from his teaching position at Messiah College in Grantham, Pennsylvania.
He began teaching there in 1970 after reaching Dickinson University's mandatory retirement age of 70.
In 1926 he received his doctorate in chemistry from Columbia University, and in the early 1940s worked on the project that separated isotopes of uranium for use in an atomic bomb.
He was a director of the project in 1945 and counted Albert Einstein among his personal friends, says the Pittsburgh Post-Gazette.
Professor Crist took just a token salary of $1-a-year from Messiah College.
Two years ago, Professor Crist was named America's oldest worker by a nonprofit training group called Experience Works
The 104-year-old says although he's left his job he'll stay on with his scientific research. He's currently working on a paper that sets out to explain how plants absorb toxic metals, thereby cleaning the soil. It's called bioremediation, and Crist is considered to be one of the field's founding researchers.
I was going through my documents folder today and stumbled across some pictures I hadn't seen in awhile. This one should actually rotated, but I like it the way it is here. Kind of arty. :D I am sure it is some place on campus, seeing as how it is of ivy and the lord knows how much ivy is here.
S called last night... she is the friend I mentioned a few days ago. We chatted for a little bit, but there wasn't much to say. She ended the conversation with "I just wanted to let you know that I still know you are around" my response was "I am still on your radar?" She got quiet and said yes. "Oh good, I was wondering. Glad to know I haven't fallen off." She sounded pretty guilty and said "I know you are there." "Well, maybe we will have to get together sometime" was all I said in response. I ended the conversation there. I didn't say any of those things in a mean way, in fact I was laughing about it. Oh well, I think I am done with it for awhile. Just thought I would give everyone an update.
This is one of my favorite things on campus. I walk by it almost every day and it always makes me smile. Notice the smiley face at the top of the cement. Guess someone else felt the same. k
I was browsing through Borders the other day and saw a book called Candyfreaks and it made me think of what my favorite candys are. I did comfort food... here are some of the sweets I love (and hate).
Love ~SnoCaps ~Hershy's Mint Cookie ~Nestle Crunch w/Carmel ~Peeps (stale) ~Hershy's Dark Chocolate w/ Almonds ~Toblerone (makes me think of my grandpa) ~Goo Goo Clusters
Hates ~Good n Plenty ~Anything black licorice flavored ~3 Musketeers ~Raisinetes ~Milky Way
I was wandering around downtown yesterday enjoying the beautiful weather and noticed an abundence of beautiful people. My mind went off on a tangent, which is pretty normal for me, and I realized that it has been a long time since I had a crush on anyone. One of those I hope I get to see him people. There is my cute neighbor Mike, but I see him so infrequently that I don't consider him a crush, just someone I enjoy running into every once in awhile. I miss that feeling of possibility, even if it isn't really there. (Does that make sense?) I am not talking making marriage plans or anything like that. Just the joy of thinking someone is attractive and fun.
I only have one celebrity crush and that is Henry Rollins. And it isn't the kind of crush where I have hung posters or sent fan letters.... I'm not that psycho, yet. :D I do see him perform his spoken word stuff everytime he comes to town.
How do you feel about crushes? Do you have a memorable one? I think my most memorable was my freshman year in college and I though Steve Bush, a guy who worked the front desk, was the one for me. He was cute and smart, but slow to talk. I think my ability to talk at all times overwhelmed him. I was a night owl and he worked the night shift at the desk... so of course I would have to go down to the lobby to do homework. ;) I wonder what ever happened to him.
Well, it is Monday morning and I had to walk by the overflowing trash heap outside of Starbucks, which many of you know is a large gripe of mine. As I got closer to work I noticed the amount of litter on the ground all over the Diag (the space outside the library) and decided I needed to vent a bit. So, here is my public service announcement for the day. If you have recycling in your town please take advantage of it. It really doesn't take that much longer once you are in the habit. If I hear one more person say that a single individual can't make a difference I might have to bitch slap them. That is a statement made by lazy individuals looking for an excuse. Don't be the person I have to hurt. Thanks.
k
A Few Recycling Facts
1)The United States has only 6% of the world population, but produces half of the world's garbage?
2)75,000 trees must be cut to provide paper for ONE edition of the Sunday New York Times?
3)If we recycle the aluminum trash that Americans throw away we could rebuild the entire U.S. airline fleet EVERY three months?
4)In a lifetime, the average American will throw away 600 times his or her adult weight in garbage. This means that each adult will leave a legacy of 90,000 lbs. of trash for his or her children.
5)Incinerating 10,000 tons of waste creates 1 job, land filling the same amount creates 6 jobs, recycling the same 10,000 tons creates 36 jobs.
Just a quick note... Went to brunch with Gary and our friends Mike and Laurie. It was so much fun. Usually when the four of us are together Gary is working and the rest of us are yelling over the pub noise. It is starting to hit me that G is actually moving. I mean I have known it logically, but that doesn't mean that emotionally I have figured out what it will mean. So, I thought it would be fun to write down some of the best memories I have of hanging out with Gary.... they may not mean anything to you, but bear with me. D
1)Dancing to "Islands in the Stream" at KMart and then getting busted by the cashier... "I saw you dancin' over there." 2)Gary rollerblading down the new parking structure in drag one halloween and almost running over the mayor. 3)Going to Chicago with him and stopping for gas and having him say "Let's have a domestic dispute." And me storming out of the car yelling "I'm going back to my mama's and I'm taking the babies with me." (To which he had no comeback... it was one of 2 times I made G speechless.) 4)Having a chocolate martini night at his house and having had several martinis and not enough food deciding that I need to sit down, but chose the inflatable chair. (Note to the wise... don't sit on low furniture when wearing a short skirt and are a bit tipsy) Got up from that chair and proceeded to sit in a papsan (sp) chair and just gave up. 5)Being in Kroger and having the cashier ignore Gary to stare at my chest... then belch at me. Not being able to leave the isle fast enough because Slowella the wonder sloth is moving carts in front of it. 6)Getting stares while in the car on the way to see Journey because we are singing "Downtown"
There are many more, but these are just a few. I have probably laughed harder with G than with anyone else I have ever known. Okay, I am getting a little teary eyed so I am going to end this post.... enjoy what is left of the weekend.
What gorgeous weather today! I am not going to be online long. :D Yesterday I went to Jackson to look at a possible place to rent. I haven't made a decision yet. Lots of pros and cons to think about. I spent the night at my friend Carrie's and she brought me home this morning. We met her husband for dinner at a chinese resturant that they both love. It was pretty good food. We all ordered something different and then split it. Which is how I like to do chinese food. Then she and I went to Michaels... I did some damage there, but all very cool stuff. One of the reasons I came out was to pick up a book to alter. Oh, and to pick up a few more trashy novels. :D Tonight I am going to order a pizza, pick up a movie and sit with my papers and stuff sprawled around me and just have fun. I feel like I have been on the go so much it will be nice to have an evenign to myself. Well, me and moose that is.
Peoples terrorism claims keep getting stranger and stranger.
k
WATERBURY, Conn. - A 56-year-old woman has been charged with making a false report about poisoned toilet paper.
State police said Carol L. Hall was arrested Tuesday for allegedly calling Waterbury Superior Court to report that the building's toilet paper had been contaminated with poison.
The cell phone call was made in December and the call was taken seriously. Officials checked, but found no poison toilet paper.
Hall was arraigned Wednesday and charged with falsely reporting an incident.
State police did not say how they identified her or why she allegedly made the call.
I just had someone who made it to my site by typing into google "how to measure your dick" My site came up second. I am not sure if I want to know how people find me.... gack.
I just did a post that mentioned tube tops as a fashion no no. And I have a feeling that Cyberpal is going to blog on fashion at some point, but here are my rules....
~Clothes that are too big don't look good (If you have to hold up your pants as you walk... they are too big) ~Same for clothes that are too small.. (If you can see your celulite go a size larger ~Taupe is not your friend ~Ladies, if you are wearing a dress or skirt that is see through and aren't going to a club wear a slip. Trust me on this. ~Don't wear shoes that don't stay on your feet. Shuffeling is annoying ~Save clothes with writing on your ass for the gym ~And as Gary always says "Velour is a nice fabric, but I wouldn't want to live there." ~Don't wear more than one trendy item at a time... believe me less is more.
For now that is all... I am sure I will add to this list later.
~Been feeling creative lately, unfortunately I haven't had the time to work on anything. Also I need to make a Michaels run for some supplies. I just have to set a limit to what I can spend. (Like I will stick to that.)
~My sister Julia is turning 11 today. Wow! (Emily will be 13 in a few weeks. ) I can't believe how fast the years have gone. I wish I got to see them more often.
~Big girls shouldn't wear halter tops. And no one looks good in a tube top. Sorry just a fact of life.
~When shopping for jeans women should check how much of their ass is going to show before buying and choose underwear accordingly.
~Saw the first Kill Bill on dvd last night. I enjoyed it, but still think Tarantino is a shmuck.
~It has been another week of strange dreams. Nothing I can really remember, but just the feeling of "What the hell just happened."
~I had something else I was going to write, but I left my journal at home. So hopefully I will write something more exciting later.
I wasn't goign to post anymore today, but one of the students in my department said one of the funniest htings i have heard in awhile.... She is from India and she said that Indians love Bryan Adams. And that they almost all own at least one cd. And that seeing them sing B.A. songs at karoke bars is really painful. Other favorites are old school Kylie Minogue, Madonna and Jon Bon Jovi.
Just thought this was cute and thought I would share.
Went outside for lunch today. The students were having a group fair.. lots of tables w/snacks and buttons available. There was one of those moonwalk contraptions that they have at fairs. Also a band playing covers of popular songs. I didn't think they were bad, but one of my coworkers called it caterwauling. (She is a cranky woman, so I discounted her comments) I wandered over to Schoolkids and browsed for most of my lunch hour... left with 2 cds. Four Tet's "Rounds" and Sufjan Stevens's "Seven Swans". (currently listening to "rounds" and am glad I picked it up) Having spent my whole lunch hour (half hour) at the record store I grabbed a hot dog at one of the numerous stands and made my way back through the crowd.
Just wondering if anyone here has ever done an altered book. I have been looking at a lot of examples online and am interested in trying one. I am going to have to rummaging for items to use.
On my post yesterday I mentioned a fading friendship... checked my horoscope in the Real Detroit and this is what it had to say....
LIBRA: This is definitely a period where old karmic ties have come to a crossroad. Feeling guilty or sad about ending relationships makes about as much sense as getting upset with a fellow traveler for getting off the train before you do. The real struggle right now revolves around embracing a whole new identity. Those who keep expecting you to do what you've always done for them will be surprised to learn that you're just not into it anymore. You'll need more time alone in the next few weeks. Don't be afraid to take it.
(Most horoscopes I think are a bit silly, but this particular astrologer is eerily on about 80% of the time.)
And for good measure here is my Onion horoscope...
Libra: (Sept. 23—Oct. 23) Next to its sheer beauty, the best thing about your throne of skulls is that every little skull represents a different memory.
Was feeling pretty blah yesterday. Not for any particular reason that I can figure. One of those I could cry at any moment, but don't days. But I went out with my friend Rick last night and all is better now. As a treat to myself I am going to go buy a cd (or 2) at lunch. Not sure which ones yet, but I am going to Schoolkids and see what they have.
I realize that I have to be a bit easier on myself. I have accomplished a lot in the last couple years. I started a jewelry business and have gotten myself halfway out of debt as a result. All that is left is student loans and a one credit card. Art Fair will help take care of a lot of that. If I make the move to Jackson I will be able to do it even faster. I no longer fear the phone ringing.
So, happier posts today. Maybe I will go seach for an odd product to share.....
k
I'm all messed up on cough syrup, so just like never mind
Currently I am reading The Between Boyfriends Book by Cindy Chupack. I realize this is 2 single woman posts in one day, but it is that sort of week for me... Spring and all the couples are out and about. I picked up the book because the title and cover amused me (yes, I can be that shallow). It is a quick read and is amusing in spots. There was one thing that stood out and that was she mentioned the idea of a cd swap for first dates (especially those from online). I thought this was fun... but would take it a step further and say it has to be a mix cd. And if you don't like the music you could just end the date there. :D "I'm sorry I can't date you because you put ___________ (musician of your choice) on your cd." No hard feelings.... Just a thought.
Here is my personal ad.... tell me what you think. I am trying to figure out why I am not getting many responses. I am not looking for a soul mate... I just want to go out once in awhile.... did that sound too sad and pathetic? :D
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I am a: 30 yr old woman located in: Michigan, United States my ethnicity: White / Caucasian body type: Curvy height: 5’ 7” (170.2 cms) sense of humor: Campy: The cheesier, the better, Clever: Nothing’s better than a quick-witted comeback, Dry / Sarcastic: I'm not bitter because I'm single. Quite the opposite, Obscure: I’m usually the only one laughing sign: Libra About me and who I'd like to date This is the hard part. I just turned 30 and decided my goal for myself was to be a bit braver. The first thing I did was get a tattoo that I had been thinking about for awhile. Not sure what is next on my list of things to do, but I am sure I will come up with something soon. So, I am looking for someone who wants to be braver with me. My mother says no bungee jumping. :) I am want someone I can laugh with. Who I can get more than one word answers out of (picky, I know) I have curves and will never be skinny. (Though I am trying to be healthier) I need someone who is okay with that. I love books, music and movies. Pretty ecclectic tastes there. I am also a great partner for Trivial Pursuit... just don't expect me to get the sport questions and we will be just fine. If you say 'let's go' I can be out the door in under 5 minutes! If you want recommendations for books, movies or music , I can probably come up with a few (hundered) to give you. I no longer have cable, but when I am around a tv I can usually be found watching the Discovery Channel, TLC and other "nerd" tv. I seem to amuse my friends and family and friends, and will probably do the same for you. Lots of quirks in this package.(Quirks in a good way... not a scary way.) At least you won't be bored. :)
More about who I am looking for? Someone who likes to laugh and finds the joy in the little things. Who is comfortable in their own skin. Who is equal parts homebody and going out. Wants to explore a wide variety of things. Willing to learn. I tend to be pretty open minded about what it is I am looking for. I don't want someone who walks around in a funk or is unwilling to take chances. Appearance height: 5’ 7” (170.2 cms) eyes: Blue hair: Light brown hairstyle: Down the back body type: Curvy body art: Visible tattoo best feature: Eyes Interests for fun: I enjoy having friends over for too much food and making them watch movies I feel are underrated. Sitting on the couch on a rainy afternoon reading. Wandering around downtown and window shopping. Going to movies and the occasional concert. favorite hot spots: Local museums, the Ark and some of my favorite local places. I haven't really traveled anywhere, but would love to go to Ireland, Italy and China.... along with dozens of other places. favorite things: Laughter. Great conversations with friends while eating hot cheese and having a cocktail. Curling up with one of my thousands of books. Going to the movies just for the popcorn (Michigan Theater only). last read: I tend to read several books at once. I am currently reading "Krakatoa" by Simon Winchester, a romance by Nora Roberts and a Sandman book. I am a biblioholic with not enough time to read all that I want. Pretty sad, I know. sense of humor: Campy: The cheesier, the better, Clever: Nothing’s better than a quick-witted comeback, Dry / Sarcastic: I'm not bitter because I'm single. Quite the opposite, Obscure: I’m usually the only one laughing
When do you let a friendship go? This thought has been on my mind a lot lately. I have a friend who started dating someone a few months ago and it is really serious. The only problem is that she has pretty much faded out of the picture on my end. She spends all her time with him and his friends. I am not being the bitter single friend, but I don't expect to be cut out of the picture.
Side Rant: Why do women do this? Just because you are dating doesn’t mean you can’t do things outside of the relationship. You both had lives before you started dating. Don’t forget the friends who picked you up after the breakups. Or the ones who went out and got comfort food with you and listened while you vented. Friends stick with you through all the relationship problems so you should stick with them when things are going well.
She isn't someone I could talk to about it because she is very sensitive and if I mentioned anything I would never hear the end of it. It would be "Are you mad at me?" or "Is something wrong?" or "Are you upset?" all the time... no exaggeration there. So not talking to her about the issue is a matter of preservation. I stopped calling because it seemed like we had nothing to say… no shared experiences anymore. Also, it seemed as though she felt guilty because we didn’t spend any time together anymore.
I guess what is most telling is that I don’t miss it all that much. I think we will stay in contact with each other, but not all that often. Sad, but I guess that is how life is sometimes.
Of course I can't make it tonight, but I think tomorrow I am going to make homemade mac and cheese. Which is one of my all time favorite comfort foods. And because I seem to be the Queen of Lists lately I thought I would share some of my favorite comfort foods. (It is heavy on grease and cheese)
1)Mac-n-cheese 2)grilled cheese sandwhich w/tomato soup' 3)ice cream (not too picky there) 4)scrambled eggs and toast 5)Coney and fries (Flint Style) 6)deep fried cheese of any kind 7)crab rangoon 8)spagetti w/meat sauce and garlic bread 9)jello and vernors (for upset stomach nothing beats them) 10)homemade oatmeal chocolate chip cookies and a glass of milk
What are some of your favorites? We aren't talking healthy.... just when you are feeling down or are sick.
Coming back from lunch I saw a sticker that proclaimed ART IS WHAT YOU CAN GET AWAY WITH. What made it especially funny to me was that it was on the side of a trash bin. Had a nice little laugh... probably scared the tour group going by, but that is their problem.
Another tape I found while cleaning out my apartment. Not sure how many of you know Wally Pleasant... he is fairly well known around college campuses. Here are the lyrics to one of my favorite songs by him.... "Stupid Day Job". I am just having one of those days..... I'm going to start singing like Morrissey now. Hope you enjoy.
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Stupid Day Job
Well, I wake up in the morning and I crawl out of bed and I feel just like the living dead. It's time to start another day, and, as usual, I'm running late, so my mind starts going about a hundred miles an hour. Don't even have enough time to take a shower. When I get in my car it feels like I'm barely alive, Ten minutes later I arrive, at my stupid day job stupid daaaaa-ay job my stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid day job.
Well, I drink three cups of coffee for that extra kick, But I still feel crappy I should have called in sick. My boss says I'm late for a meeting a ten. It looks like I'll be written up again. Oh well, it's just another day, another dollar, another nail in the coffin another reason to feel smaller, Sometimes I wish I could just drive off far away but my lack of financial security means I'll have to stay at my stupid day job stupid daaaaa-ay job my stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid day job.
Now I think it's time that everyone with a stupid day job unite against the forces that try to control us! Yes! every paper-cut-ridden file clerk, every greasy-smellin' burger-flipper, every short-changin' cashier, It's time to unite! I'll start a "stupid day jobs" union, and we can go on strike outside every retail establishment and fast-food hellhole in the world! Fight the power! And our platform will stand for dignity, higher wages, and no more polyester uniforms. And I can be the spokesman for the underemployed. Yeah, I'll be like the Jimmy Hoffa of the janitors or the Ghandi of the gas station attendants. But some people won't agree with my ideas so they'll kill me. And then, I can be a martyr for the stupid day jobs movement. Yeah, that'd be pretty cool, I think.
Now, I wrote all that stuff about the stupid day jobs union while I was on my lunch break. But I couldn't write anymore because I had to get back to work. So let's just pretend that I ended that part of the story with lyrics that were so inspiring that they changed all your lives forever. (My stupid day job...) Are you done pretending? (Yeah, yeah...) Okay.
Now it's after lunch and I'm making copies while daydreaming about my vacation. I see myself lounging on the beach in an exotic location. Suddenly, my tie gets caught in the copy machine right in the middle of duplications. And as I lie there choking to death, all I can think about is workman's compensation. but then the office manager comes by, cuts my tie, saving me from suffocation. He looks at me like I'm a jerk and says, "get back to work," and I feel so much frustration at my stupid day at my stupid day job stupid daaaaa-ay job my stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid day job.
Well, I'm working for my family, and I'm working for god. I'm working so people won't say I'm a lazy slob. I'm working to put food on the table. And I'm working so I can say, "look at that union label." I'm working so I can buy stuff that I don't need And I'm working 'cause nobody'll pay me to watch t.v. Now basically, I feel so traumatized by my stupid day job that I'm gonna try to start singing like Morrissey now
stuupid daaay job stupid daaaaa-ay job miiiiiay stupid day job.
Currently listening to: One Hit Wonders (Turn the Beat Around by Vicki Sue Robinson is playing at the moment) Eating: A Chocolate Chip bagel Drinking: Diet Coke... of course ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is my long day... I am at the library for 8 hours and then I get to head over to the bookstore for 4 hours. Even when I am working hard at Afterwords it doesn't feel like work. I would probably feel different if I was there 40 hours a week. I can't believe I have been there since December 1997. Yikes!!! I doesn't seem like too long a go I just moved to Ann Arbor. I realized that I have been at the University 4 1/2 years. What does that mean? Well in October, my start date, I start getting a day and half of vacation time a month. Which means I will actually get to take a vacation. Right now half my time off goes to Art Fair. (If anyone wants to come sit outside with me for 4 days in July and help mepeddle my wares you would be more than welcome. ) Some goes to Christmas , leaving me with 2 days to go somewhere. Now all I have to do is find the money to take a vacation. But I think I can manage something.
It is the small things in life that make the difference. I am really not too hard to make happy.
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p.s. Now they are playing "Shattered Dreams" by Johnny Hates Jazz..... I loved that song. :D
I found this on Yahoo's daily sites and the idea intrigued me. It is about 2 brothers, one of whom was left at the alter. He and his brother go on the honeymoon to Costa Rica. They both quit their jobs and sell everything to travel the world. And I was wondering if I would be able to do that. I have been seriously downsizing what I own, but I am not sure I could get rid of it all. Could You?
I was thinking last night of things I would like to learn, if time and money, or talent even, were not an issue. Here is the list .... *Learn how to do stain glass/make glass beads *Learn Latin *Learn to bellydance *Learn to make pottery *Learn not to be afraid of makeup *Learn to cook more than spagetti *Learn metal working (for jewelry) *Learn to sew *Learn to weave *Learn Spanish *Learn collage techniques *Learn to play the piano *Learn to use power tools *Learn to dance *Learn to walk in heels *Learn to take better photos
This is the short list. It is a bit heavy on the craft side, but that is me. What would you want to learn ?
Feeling pretty lazy today. Woke up early to bake Blueberry Oat bread for brunch with my bosses and some of my coworkers. While it was in the oven I read one of the romance novels I picked up at the book sale yesterday. Brunch was a lot of fun... I am getting to see more of my bosses outside of work. I was home long enough to pick up a couple things than I walked downtown to use the computer at the store... and to walk off some of the food I ate. Talked to my mom on the way to the store. I am almost ready to go back home and take a nap. That is if my cat lets me... he usually decides its time to play when I lie down. It isn't possible to lock him out since he will just scratch at the door until I let him in.
hopefully I will have more interesting things to write later... k
I am glad at the number of comments left on yesterday's post. I was taking a library science course geared toward teachers several years ago and the teacher talked about how schools limit the number of challenges. The main way is to give a book report to the parents challenging the book. It would ask them questions like "What do you find offensive about this book and why. Give examples." This would weed out the parents who had only glanced at the book or had heard from someone else that it was offensive. On the down side, there was a couple in Texas (*not sure if they are still in the business) who you could write to and they would get you the information you need to fill out the form.
Let's face it, most of us are never going to understand why some people feel the need to ban books. It isn't something we would ever think of doing. On the American Library Association page that I gave yesterday they give this answer for why censors do what they do.
[i]"Censors might sincerely believe that certain materials are so offensive, or present ideas that are so hateful and destructive to society, that they simply must not see the light of day. Others are worried that younger or weaker people will be badly influenced by bad ideas, and will do bad things as a result. Still others believe that there is a very clear distinction between ideas that are right and morally uplifting, and ideas that are wrong and morally corrupting, and wish to ensure that society has the benefit of their perception. They believe that certain individuals, certain institutions, even society itself, will be endangered if particular ideas are disseminated without restriction. What censors often don’t consider is that, if they succeed in suppressing the ideas they don’t like today, others may use that precedent to suppress the ideas they do like tomorrow."[/i]
I told Jenn I was planning on doing a blog on Book Banning in America. Looking at the material I decided it was going to have to be a series of blogs. Having worked with books for more than half my life this is something I feel very strongly about. I don't think a lot of people realize the amount of book banning that goes on in America. So, this is my little public service announcement. Most of my info I got from the American Library Association Just type in banned books and you can find out a lot of info.
Today's lesson is the most challanged books. There were a lot on this list that I grew up with. Maybe you will find the same thing.
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1)Scary Stories (Series) by Alvin Schwartz 2)Daddy’s Roommate by Michael Willhoite 3)I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings by Maya Angelou 4)The Chocolate War by Robert Cormier 5)The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn by Mark Twain 6)Of Mice and Men by John Steinbeck 7)Harry Potter (Series) by J.K. Rowling 8 )Forever by Judy Blume 9)Bridge to Terabithia by Katherine Paterson 10)Alice (Series) by Phyllis Reynolds Naylor 11)Heather Has Two Mommies by Leslea Newman 12)My Brother Sam is Dead by James Lincoln Collier and Christopher Collier 13)The Catcher in the Rye by J.D. Salinger 14)The Giver by Lois Lowry 15)It’s Perfectly Normal by Robie Harris 16)Goosebumps (Series) by R.L. Stine 17)A Day No Pigs Would Dieby Robert Newton Peck 18)The Color Purple by Alice Walker 19)Sex by Madonna 20)Earth’s Children (Series) by Jean M. Auel 21)The Great Gilly Hopkins by Katherine Paterson 22)A Wrinkle in Time by Madeleine L’Engle 23)Go Ask Alice by Anonymous 24)Fallen Angels by Walter Dean Myers 25)In the Night Kitchen by Maurice Sendak 26)The Stupids (Series) by Harry Allard 27)The Witches by Roald Dahl 28)The New Joy of Gay Sex by Charles Silverstein 29)Anastasia Krupnik (Series) by Lois Lowry 30)The Goats by Brock Cole 31)Kaffir Boy by Mark Mathabane 32)Blubber by Judy Blume 33)Killing Mr. Griffin by Lois Duncan 34)Halloween ABC by Eve Merriam 35)We All Fall Down by Robert Cormier 36)Final Exit by Derek Humphry 37)The Handmaid’s Tale by Margaret Atwood 38)Julie of the Wolves by Jean Craighead George 39)The Bluest Eye by Toni Morrison 40)What’s Happening to my Body? Book for Girls: A Growing-Up Guide for Parents & Daughters by Lynda Madaras 41)To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee 42)Beloved by Toni Morrison 43)The Outsiders by S.E. Hinton 44)The Pigman by Paul Zindel 45)Bumps in the Night by Harry Allard 46)Deenie by Judy Blume 47)Flowers for Algernon by Daniel Keyes 48)Annie on my Mind by Nancy Garden 49)The Boy Who Lost His Face by Louis Sachar 50)Cross Your Fingers, Spit in Your Hat by Alvin Schwartz 51)A Light in the Attic by Shel Silverstein 52)Brave New World by Aldous Huxley 53)Sleeping Beauty Trilogy by A.N. Roquelaure (Anne Rice) 54)Asking About Sex and Growing Up by Joanna Cole 55)Cujo by Stephen King 56)James and the Giant Peach by Roald Dahl 57)The Anarchist Cookbook by William Powell 58)Boys and Sex by Wardell Pomeroy 59)Ordinary People by Judith Guest 60)American Psycho by Bret Easton Ellis 61)What’s Happening to my Body? Book for Boys: A Growing-Up Guide for Parents & Sons by Lynda Madaras 62)Are You There, God? It’s Me, Margaret by Judy Blume 63)Crazy Lady by Jane Conly 64)Athletic Shorts by Chris Crutcher 65)Fade by Robert Cormier 66)Guess What? by Mem Fox 67)The House of Spirits by Isabel Allende 68)The Face on the Milk Carton by Caroline Cooney 69)Slaughterhouse-Five by Kurt Vonnegut 70)Lord of the Flies by William Golding 71)Native Son by Richard Wright 72)Women on Top: How Real Life Has Changed Women’s Fantasies by Nancy Friday 73)Curses, Hexes and Spells by Daniel Cohen 74)Jack by A.M. Homes 75)Bless Me, Ultima by Rudolfo A. Anaya 76)Where Did I Come From? by Peter Mayle 77)Carrie by Stephen King 78)Tiger Eyes by Judy Blume 79)On My Honor by Marion Dane Bauer 80)Arizona Kid by Ron Koertge 81)Family Secrets by Norma Klein 82)Mommy Laid An Egg by Babette Cole 83)The Dead Zone by Stephen King 84)The Adventures of Tom Sawyer by Mark Twain 85)Song of Solomon by Toni Morrison 86)Always Running by Luis Rodriguez 87)Private Parts by Howard Stern 88)Where’s Waldo? by Martin Hanford 89)Summer of My German Soldier by Bette Greene 90)Little Black Sambo by Helen Bannerman 91)Pillars of the Earth by Ken Follett 92)Running Loose by Chris Crutcher 93)Sex Education by Jenny Davis 94)The Drowning of Stephen Jones by Bette Greene 95)Girls and Sex by Wardell Pomeroy 96)How to Eat Fried Worms by Thomas Rockwell 97)View from the Cherry Tree by Willo Davis Roberts 98)The Headless Cupid by Zilpha Keatley Snyder 99)The Terrorist by Caroline Cooney 100)Jump Ship to Freedom by James Lincoln Collier and Christopher Collier
I just walked dowtown and it is beautiful out. I wish I didn't have to be at work today. Of course I am early and am I still outside? No... I am in the public library next to all the people looking at porn. One of my jobs was as a desk clerk here. I would help people with magazines, microfilm and computers. I was amazed at the number of people who would look at porn in public. Renting videos is one thing, but sitting at a computer terminal flashing cooch all over the place is another. I would have guys come up and ask me to come help them because their computers weren't working. I would walk over and see that all the pop up windows had frozen their computer. Others would ask why they couldn't get further on a site. I had to explain that it was a pay site and they would need credit cards to go further. It think half of it was to try and shock me, but they failed. For me it wasn't so bad due to my Liberty Street porn experience (see earlier post). My brother was a security gard here and said someone got busted jerking off in one of the other computer labs!!! (Glad that wasn't my shift.) And people wonder why the library smells bad!! Gross, I know, but I couldn't resist. Still... always carry antibacterial wipes with you.
This disturbed me... Would you rather know or not know that someone looked in your window?I would hope I was worth more than $20.
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[b]Apologetic peeping Tom leaves cash, note[/b]
LITTLE ROCK, Arkansas (Reuters) -- An apologetic Peeping Tom in northern Arkansas left a $20 bill and a note for his victim asking if she would not mind if he peered at her outside her window, police said Friday.
The note and the cash were found Monday night at an apartment complex in Mountain Home, Arkansas.
Police said the writer of the letter apologized for looking into the window. They said the letter appeared to have been written on a personal computer.
Police would not release the note because the case is under investigation.
"It's kind of an odd case," said Mountain Home police Sgt. Nevin Barnes.
Just decided I wanted to end the day with a positive note... so these are things that make me happy.
1)Diet Coke 2)Great conversations with friends 3)Reading before bed 4)Balloons 5)Flowers 6)Sitting under a shady tree 7)Picnics 8)Listening to music 9)Cheese 10)Really good chocolate 11)Ice Cream 12)Hanging out with my sisters (and brother if I ever got to see him) 13)Going to the movies 14)Popcorn and SnoCaps 15)Having friends over for movie night 16)Peeps (stale of course) 17)Waking up without an alarm 18)Clean sheets 19)Making jewelry 20)Selling jewelry 21)Really cute kids... and no not all kids are cute 22)Old couples holding hands 23)Friday at 5 24)A nice girly drink (What am I going to do without Gary her to make me drinks based on color or mood) 25)Cajun Fries with Ranch dressing.
Strange News - AP Inmate Allegedly Hides Cocaine Under Fat Wed Apr 7, 9:50 PM ET Add Strange News - AP to My Yahoo!
OKEECHOBEE, Fla. - An obese inmate was caught hiding crack cocaine in a cigar holder under a roll of fat beneath his stomach, jail officials said Wednesday.
Another inmate told jail officials that 6-foot-2 Jonathan Wilson, who weighs 350 pounds, had the drugs, according to an Okeechobee County sheriff's report.
A deputy was unable to find any drugs on 27-year-old Wilson in a strip search, the Daily Okeechobee News reported. But a second search "located a small brown cylinder that is used to carry cigars concealed in a fat roll at the bottom of inmate Wilson's stomach," the report said.
The tube contained about 1.9 grams of suspected cocaine.
Jailed on sale and possession of cocaine charges, Wilson faces an additional charge for introduction of contraband into a detention facility.
*I keep forgetting that it is Easter this weekend... then I see things like the 6 ft cross on the Diag (which is outside my building)
*Why don't people wash their hands when leaving the bathroom?
*How do women get pee all over the toilet seat in public restrooms?
*I'm tired of seeing little girls wear sexy clothes... they grow up too quickly anyway, why rush it.
*When will the PC craze calm down? It saddens me that we can't laugh at ourselves anymore. No one will ever make anything as funny as "Blazing Saddles"
*Why people haven't realized I am a goddess and don't give me the respect I deserve.
*Why anyone thinks they are owed anything.
*When is reality tv going to crash and burn.
These are just a few things on my mind at the moment.
Well, the trip to the doctor went better than I anticipated. Dr. B gave the same diagnosis as my last doctor, but explained everything in terms I could understand. Hell, she explained where he didn't explain at all. Actually the diagnosis isn't bad, I was worried about PCOS, but that isn't the case. Dr. B even told me I have a "nice tiny uterus"! (It reminded of going to Planned Parenthood for an exam and having the woman tell me that I that I needed to exercize more, but that I didn't need to worry about my vagina, because it was pretty strong. Um, how do respond to that? Gee thanks?) We discused weight and other issues and I cried a bit like I always do at the doctor's, but it was a positive experience.
Didn't sleep very well last night. Must have been the 2 hour nap I had after I got back from the doctor's.... or the coney I had with Rick. Either way I had some crazy dreams last night, so I figured I might as well share.
Dream #1 I am out speed walking around a lake. It is a misty day and I am wearing a big coat. I pass Alan Alda coming around the other way. I stop to look at a rental unit. The landlady tells me that the place is haunted. That people have seen a noose come down from the light fixture. I go into use the bathroom and I start messing with my hair. On the mirror the word "coil" is written in the upper corner. You know how you do on car windows when they are foggy? But it won't go away no matter how many times I wipe it off.
Dream #2 I go to the movies and it is a Breakfast Club reunion, but without the origional players... except for Anthony Michael Hall. It has JLo, Corey Haim, Jennifer Love Hewitt, Jude Law among others. Shortly after the movie starts a stage appears before the screen and the actors step out one by one. They are dressed in 40s style movie star clothes and are black and white. They state their real names, confess sins of cinema and start throwing money and jewels into the audience. As a penance to get them somewhere else.
I am just really sleepy.... and feeling a bit off kilter. But it is Friday!!!!!!!!!!!!
I am off for yet another doctor's appointment. New doctor this time. I always get nervous before the first appointment with a new doctor. Will they listen? Will they just tell me I am fat? *grr* And becuase it is an appointment with a gynocologist, if I don't like her it will take me another 2 months (at least) to get into a different on. I just want answers and all I seem to get is "These things happen" and I don't find that answer good enough. Sorry... just venting. I am sure I will figure it out sooner or later. See you all tomorrow.
I don't understand people and don't know if I ever will. I think I should just find myself and island somewhere. That or not leave my apartment.
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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ She Closed Airport to Avoid Vacation with Boyfriend
DUESSELDORF, Germany (Reuters) - A Croatian woman was convicted Thursday of disturbing the peace for phoning a bomb threat to Duesseldorf airport to get out of a vacation with her boyfriend.
The woman was given a suspended sentence after admitting in court that she called authorities and, in a hoax, made an al Qaeda bomb threat because her parents disapproved of her boyfriend.
"I didn't know how I would be able to tell my parents about a holiday with him and I couldn't really say to him 'Listen, my parents wouldn't approve'," the woman, 28, identified only as Marina B., told the Duesseldorf state court Wednesday.
"Then I had the idea that if the trip could somehow be blocked by someone else, for example a bomb threat, then that would solve all the problems," she added. Her flight departed anyway, several hours late.
The threat prompted authorities to shut down Germany's third busiest airport on a busy Sunday in September, stranding 64,000 people for hours, while police searched in vain for a bomb.
Police initially arrested her boyfriend, after tracing the threatening phone calls to his cell phone, when the couple returned from Spain. He denied making the calls.
Prosecutors had demanded a three-year jail sentence for the woman. But the court opted to give her a two-year suspended sentence. Separately, she faces a damage claim of 1.5 million euros ($1.9 million) from the airport and airlines.
I was thinking of my Grandma this morning and a song came to mind that she used to sing around the house. I was trying to make a memory book after she died and went search for the lyrics to inclued. Of course I didn't have a artist or a title... I just new a bit of the chorus. (Thank god for Google.) Here are the lyrics... hope you find them as cute as I do.
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Huggin And Chalkin Lyrics Artist: Hoagy Carmichael
I got a gal who's mighty sweet Big blue eyes and tiny feet Her name is Rosabelle Magee And she tips the scales at three-oh-three
Oh, gee, but ain't it grand to have a gal so big and fat That when you go to hug her, you don't know where you're at You have to take a piece of chalk in your hand And hug a ways and chalk a mark to see where you began
One day I was a-huggin' and a-chalkin' and a-chalkin' and a-huggin' away When I met another fella with some chalk in his hand A-comin' around the other way over the mountain A-comin' around the other way
Nobody ever said I'm weak My bones don't ache, my joints don't creak But I grow pale and I get limp Every time I see my baby blimp
Oh, gee, but ain't it grand to have a gal so big and fat That when you go to hug her (You don't know where you're at) (You have to take a piece of chalk in your hand) (And hug a bit and chalk a mark to see where you began)
One day I was a-huggin' and a-chalkin' and a-beggin' her to be my bride When I met another fella with some chalk in his hand A-comin' around the other side (over the mountain) A-comin' around the other side
She's a mile wide! (Chalkin' up a markdown and yellin' "No More!") When I met another fella with some chalk in his hand A-comin' around the other side (over the mountain) Over the Great Divide!!
One of my most memorable video store customers was someone whose name escapes me. I do know that part of it was King… maybe he just signed it King, I just can’t remember that part of the story. I mentioned him to Laura, my former boss from Liberty Street Video (LSV) and her reaction was as strong as mine, even 6 years later. Even now he angers me and creeps me out at the same time.
First off I must tell you he was nuts, pure and simple. Everything King did was to aggravate and annoy. One of the things he used to was to ride his bike in and around the store. He liked to come in and use our phone to make calls. He would walk in carrying lit incense. Even if you asked him to leave his presence was still felt, or smelled, after he was no longer in the store. He was tall and thin and didn’t seem like much of a threat, but like I said he was nuts and that made me nervous.
One Friday night he came into the store to complain about a video. Had it been anyone else I would have switched movies for him, but because it was him and we were busy I told him I couldn’t make the switch at that time. King started to get really belligerent and freaking out. He kept telling me to call my master. It took me a moment to realize he meant Laura. When she wasn’t home he started to talk to other customers and tried to start a mini video store riot. King asked the guy next to him if he trusted me. I was a bit worried since two days earlier I made this particular customer pay a huge fine. Luckily for me the man said yes and defused the situation.
Finally Laura had enough of our complaints and had more than a few run-ins with King herself and banned him from the store. The guys I worked with didn’t seem to find King to be all that annoying, and were actually amused by him and his ramblings. The night he was banned one of my coworkers, an idiot whose name also escapes me, came in and I told him about King and that we were to call the cops if he wouldn’t leave the store. He said he wouldn’t do that and he didn’t think I would either. Well, Idiot Boy turned to leave and who should be walking in the door, but King. Of course Idiot Boy stayed, but not to help in anyway, but to see if I would call the cops. The person I was working with that evening was cute, but had no backbone to speak of. I told King he needed to leave, that he was no longer allowed in the store. He said I couldn’t do that and that he had rights…blah blah blah. I told him I was calling the cops and he still refused to leave the store. When the police showed up he tried telling them that I was discriminating against him because he was black. The policeman calmly told him that the store was private property and that we didn’t have to let him in. In my head I was saying “Dude, I didn’t call the cops because you are black. I called them because you are nuts, big difference.” After everyone left Idiot Boy told me he didn’t really think I would call the cops. I was so aggravated I almost leaped over the counter at him.
I never saw King again after that, though occasionally his wife (!) would come in LSV. No surprise that she was a little odd herself. She signed her name with a peace symbol. And she had a really new age affected way of talking. She made my skin crawl as much as King did.
AMSTERDAM (Reuters) - Body piercing and tattoos make way -- the latest fashion trend to hit the Netherlands is eyeball jewellery. Dutch eye surgeons have implanted tiny pieces of jewellery called "JewelEye" in the mucous membrane of the eyes of six women and one man in cosmetic surgery pioneered by an ophthalmic surgery research and development institute in Rotterdam.
The procedure involves inserting a 3.5 mm (0.13 inch) wide piece of specially developed jewellery -- the range includes a glittering half-moon or heart -- into the eye's mucous membrane under local anaesthetic at a cost of 500 to 1,000 euros (270 to 540 pounds).
"In my view it is a little more subtle than (body) piercing. It is a bit of a fun thing and a very personal thing for people," said Gerrit Melles, director of the Netherlands Institute for Innovative Ocular Surgery (www.NIIOC.nl).
The piece of jewellery is inserted in the conjunctiva -- the mucous membrane lining the inner surface of the eyelids and front of the eyeball -- in sterile conditions using an operating microscope in a procedure taking about 15 minutes.
"Without doing any harm to the eye we can implant a jewel in the conjunctiva," Melles said. "So far we have not seen any side effects or complications and we don't expect any in the future."
The Rotterdam-based institute, which develops new ocular surgical techniques in corneal, cataract and retinal surgery, developed and patented the jewellery made with special materials and the surgical procedure.
The institute, which carries out the procedure in cooperation with an eye clinic near the city of Utrecht, said it has a waiting list for people who wanted the implant.
I was talking to a coworker about how if I wake up in the middle of the night it is always at 3:15 am. And believe me it happens frequently. It doesn't matter if I went to bed at 10 pm or 2:30 am. Has anyone else had this happen to them? Does 3:15 mean something?
Listening to a one hit wonders station and Matthew Wilder's "Break My Stride" is playing as I type. I used to love this song... take me back. I love 80s music (well more the new wave, then mainstream) is that so wrong?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~ Last night I had the strangest dream I sailed away to China in a little rowboat to find ya And you said you had to get your laundry cleaned Didn't want no one to hold you, What does that mean? And you said...
Chorus Ain't nothin' gonna break my stride Nobody's gonna slow me down Oh no, I've got to keep on movin' Ain't nothin' gonna break my stride I'm running and I won't touch ground Oh no, I've got to keep on movin'
You're on the road and now you're plain as gone (you pray you'll last) The road behind (beyond) was rocky, but now you're feeling cocky You look at me and you see your past Is that the reason why you're running so fast? And you said...
Chorus
Never let another guy like you, work me over Never let another guy like you, drag me under If I meet another guy like you, I will tell him Never want another guy like you, how to say:
Never let another girl like you whip me over Never let another girl like you drag me under If I meet another girl like you I will tell her Never want another girl like you have to say - oh!
I have a song stuck in my head and I think it may well be one of the worst songs ever written. "You're Having My Baby" by Paul Anka. I have just a small segment looping over and over again. Just want to share the pain.
(You're) Having My Baby
Having my baby what a lovely way of saying How much you love me. Having my baby what a lovely way of saying What you're thinking of me. I can see it your face is glowing
I can see it in your eyes. I'm happy knowin' that you're having my baby. You're the woman I love and I love what it's doin' to you. Having my baby you're a woman in love and I love What's goin' through you. The need inside you I see it showin' Oh the seed inside you baby do you feel it growin' Are you happy in knowin' that you're having my baby?
I'm a woman in love and I love What it's doin' to me. Having my baby. I'm a woman in love and I love What's goin' through me.
Didn't have to keep it wouldn't put you through it. You could have swept it from your life But you wouldn't do it no you wouldn't do it. And you're having my baby.
I'm a woman in love and I love
What is the song you belive is the worst ever? I have a few others in mind, but I may save them for another post.
Somebody had a link to a grammer quiz on their blog and I was just curious to see where I ranked. Come to find out I am a grammer god. It is nice to see someone knows my worth. It got me thinking about words and their place in our lives. When I was in college I took a drama course where one of the first assignements was we needed to do a 3 minute piece on something we liked the sound of our voice reading. I decided to do a list of my favorite words. It isn't about the meaning of the words, but how they sound. I don't have the original list, but these are some current words for your reading enjoyment.
1) garbanzo 2) conundrum 3) onomatopoeia 4) garish 5) abracadabra 6) kumquat 7) tulip 8 ) curmudgeon 9) yam 10) orange 11) jalapeno 12) jamboree 13) galaxy 14) purple 15) plaid 16) pickle (even though I think they are evil)
On a side note... here are a two words that make my skin crawl; moist (thanks Gary) and slacks.
Last night I was at the bookstore when Mary came in and started talking to my coworker. Mary is one of the many homeless in Ann Arbor, but she is somewhat of a celebrity. Everyone downtown know her and her bags and bags of trash. You see her outside of various stores sitting on a lawn chair. She is all hunched over and one day I feel she is going to just become a ball and roll down the street. Mary isn't allowed in the store because she can be quite abusive. She might be nice to you one day and the next she is yelling obsenities at you. One day she and Creepy Foot Fetish Man (See blog from last night) got in to a screaming match in the alley behind the store. He was throughing all of her stuff around because it was blocking the entrence to his building. Last night was the first time I had any prolonged contact with Mary and she was in a good mood for a change. She offered me advice on school. Also, I realized she laughs like the bird in the Pixar short "For the Birds" For some reason I just thought that was one of the funniest thoughts that had come to mind in a long time. Just wanted to share
Here are a few helpful hints to make everyone's life easier when you are out shopping.
1) Please don’t leave your empty coffee cups on the shelves 2) If you decide you don’t want something you carried around the store please return it to its proper place… or to someone who works at the store. We’d be more than happy to put it back. Rather than finding an erotic photo book in the children’s section. 3) Don’t talk on your cell phones while in the store. This is especially true at the counter. 4) Don’t ask us if there is anyone smarter who works at the store. 5) If you ask us a question and don’t like the answer don’t get mad at us. Remember most of clerks work for minimum wage or a little more. 6) Don’t tell me you know the boss in order to get a deal. I know the boss and it doesn’t help me. 7) Yelling doesn’t get you better service. 8 ) Clerks have feelings too. 9) The customer isn’t always right. 10) Don’t ignore your screaming child. 11) If you kid makes a mess, at least make an effort to clean it up. 12) Don’t argue in front of the clerk it makes us uncomfortable. 13) Same goes for Public Displays of Affection. 14) Don’t ask a female clerk questions like “If you were a woman….” 15) You are not the center of the universe no matter what your parents told you 16) You aren't owed anything
Um... not sure there are words. Might want to be careful using this Calculator at work. You can thank my friend Peter for finding this. He has always been a little strange.
I was reading Jennsabsent's blog the other day where she listed 100 things about herself. It made me wonder if I could do the same. So, I am stealing her idea. Thanks Jenn!
1) Name on birth certificate Kathleen Marie Kehoe 2) Go by Kate, Katie or Katheen 3) NOT Kathy 4) DOB 10/17/1973 5) Born in Flint, MI 6) Went to public school k-8 7) Catholic school 9-12 8 ) Did not finish college 9) Still paying college off 6 years later 10) Have only received flowers from gay men and my parents 11) Believe that Raisins are evil 12) And so are pickles 13) Love to Bake 14) Hate cooking for one 15) Love a Diet Coke first thing in the morning 16) Love cheese 17) And Bread 18) Haven’t had a car in 3 ½ years 19) Haven’t owned a pair of jeans in almost 3 years 20) Have worked at 4 different McDonalds 21) Had a temp job at a fiber glass factory 22) Worked one Summer inserting ads into newspapers 23) Have only really spent time in 3 states, Michigan, Tennessee, Florida 24) Have only been to Canada 3 times 25) Would love to travel to Australia, China, Italy, Costa Rica, Ireland and many more 26) Have 1 brother who is 26 27) 2 sisters who are going to be 11 and 13 any day now 28) Like romance novels 29) But not the bodice ripper ones 30) Opinionated 31) But because I am a Libra I try and see other sides to the issue 32) Get aggravated with slow walkers. 32) Get really aggravated with slow walkers on cell phones 33) Wish that people would be timely about getting their laundry out of the laundry room 34) Purple is my favorite color. 35) I have blue eyes 36) My hair is brown, red and blonde all sort of thrown together 37) My hair is a bit schizophrenic 38) I love forensic science shows 39) I also love home improvement shows 40) Don’t have cable, or get any regular channels 41) Hated the Little House on the Prairie tv show 42) Felt the same about the Brady Bunch 43) Didn’t like Gone With the Wind 44) Didn’t like the movie either 45) Love 40s screwball comedies 46) Cry easily at movies 47) I am almost always warm 48) Make jewelry 49) Would like to take a class in stain glass 50) Hate crumbs in the tub of margarine 51) Like to sleep late on Sundays 52) Have a cat 53) Love to dress up for Halloween 54) Usually wind up looking like a drag queen 55) Lost my virginity the summer before I turned 25 56) It was the 4th of July 57) Celebrity crushes… Henry Rollins and John Cusack 58) Love to laugh until it hurts or I spit milk out my nose 59) I collect purses 60) Buy old jewelry so I can take it apart and make it into something new 61) I collect kids’ books 62) Have kept 25 journals full of bad poetry I wrote when I was younger 63) Love Arbor Brewing Company Cajun fries 64) With Ranch dressing 65) Favorite Pizza is with bacon and feta 66) Love buying things for others 67) Usually can’t wait for the holiday to give it to them 68) Love books about odd topics (Color Mauve, Bookshelves….) 69) Generally order my food plain 70) Get forgotten in restaurants 71) Love candles 72) Love kitchen gadgets 73) Favorite snack food is movie popcorn sprinkled w/ Snow Caps 74) Have a personal ad up 75) Am a size 16/18 (depending on the store) and happy 76) Love roller coasters 77) Know lots of weird trivia 78) Have a collection of Pez dispensers 79) Love hats 80) Didn’t drink alcohol until 3 months before I turned 21 81) Love girly drinks 82) My mom can make me feel guilty with silence 83) Always looking for new music 84) Get embarrassed for other people 85) Favorite blah day meal is grilled cheese and tomato soup 86) Used to have a Volkswagen Rabbit w/the rabbit logo on the side 87) Like playing Scrabble 88) Will loose if playing my mom 89) Favorite flower is lilacs 90) Favorite flower you can get at the florist tulips 91) Have never smoked 92) Had a pot brownie once… that is it for Marijuana 93) Tend to fall a lot 94) Hate coffee anything 95) Love looking at the stars 96) Find myself straightening stores I don’t work for 97) Have a collection of greeting cards 98) But never seem to mail them out 99) Love flying 100) Collecting cds to send back to =http://www.nomoreaolcds.com AOL
*shudder* Okay, time for another member of Kate's Creepy Club. I was going to wait, but he just came into the store, so I had to get him out of my system. I don't even know his name, but say "Creepy Foot Fetish Man" to any of my coworkers and they can tell you exactly who he is.
Unfortunately he is one of our regular customers. He used to come in a lot and ask if I would pose for some pictures. I declined of course. He took a couple of me sitting at the register... I normally don't like pictures of myself, but these were awful. I looked like I had been left for dead in a ditch. When ever he would come in he would spend a lot of time staring at my chest. Normally that doesn't bother me because whatever they are there and they aren't small... if guys get a thrill more power to them. But with CFFM I wanted to cover them up. One night he came up to me with a book in hand and said that he thought he found me in it. The book was by the photographer Elmer Batters who is known for his photos of women sucking on their nylon clad toes. I just looked at him and went to the back room and didn't come out until he left. I was truly shocked. If he was a friend we would have joked about it, but he wasn't even close to being a friend. When I saw him on the street the next day he asked what was had happened the other day. I just said it made me uncomfortable and moved on. Now my coworkers go out of their way so I don't have to deal with him. He is really vile.
43) I’m Gonna Get You Sucka 44) Cannibal the Musical (by the South Park Guys) 45) Say Anything 46) Better Off Dead 47) Muriel’s Wedding 48) Devil’s Playground (documentary of Amish Teens during their “English” years. 49) Pecker (John Water’s movie) 50) American Splendor 51) Eddie Izzard’s Dressed to Kill (the man is so brilliant he’s scary) 52) Bend It Like Beckham 53) Some Mother’s Son 54) Billy Elliot 55) Fish Called Wanda 56) Twelve Monkeys 57) Galaxy Quest 58) Sense and Sensibility 59) Dogma 60) Dead Zone (old Stephen King movie… not the t.v. series) 61) Real Genious 62) Angus 63) 10 Things I Hate About You 64) Grass Harp 65) Mathilda (based on Roald Dahl book) 66) Fast Times at Ridgemont High 67) Dazed and Confused 68) All About My Mother 69) Emma (Gweneth and Toni) 70) Cosi 71) Daytrippers 72) Denise Calls Up
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Movies for JennsAbsent... or anyone else who cares
Okay here is a list of movies to watch ... some may be familiar, others unknown. They are in no particular order, but as they popped into my head. And I would recommend looking at IMDB to read the synopsis.
1) Dead Again (Kenneth Branagh/Emma Thompson) 2) Donnie Darko 3) Amelie 4) Lion in Winter (Katherine Hepburn/Peter O’Toole) 5) Sling Blade (Billy Bob Thorton) 6) Gift, The (Cate Blanchett) 7) Others, The (Nicole Kidman) 8 ) Rear Window 9) Professional (Jean Reno/Natalie Portman) (French title Leon) 10) Run Lola Run 11) Usual Suspects 12) Blue Velvet 13) Beautiful Thing 14) Thin Man Series 15) Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels 16) Shallow Grave (Ewan McGregor) 17) His Girl Friday (Cary Grant/Rosalind Russell) 18) It Happened One Night (Clark Gable/Claudette Colbert) 19) Philadelphia Story (Hepburn/ Grant/Stewart) 20) Bringing Up Baby (Hepburn/Grant) 21) Arsenic and Old Lace (Grant) 22) Hedwig and the Angry Inch 23) Fast Cheap and Out of Control (Errol Morris documentary) 24) Gates of Heavan (Errol Morris Documentary) 25) Triplets of Belville (Fun animation but not really for small kids) 26) City of Lost Children 27) Lost In La Mancha 28) Secrets and Lies 29) Ed Wood 30) Cold Comfort Farm 31) Visitors, The (original French version not English remake w/the same cast) 32) Harold and Maude 33) Rushmore 34) Clue (Love Tim Curry and Michael McKean) 35) Any Mockumentaries by Christopher Guest 36) Raising Arizona 37) Positively True Adventures of the Alleged Texas Cheerleader Murdering Mom 38) Drop Dead Gorgeous 39) Bring It On 40) Anne of Green Gables (Megan Follows) 41) Any of the Muppet Movies 42) Strictly Ballroom
Okay… that is all for now. I know I will come up with more as soon as I post this. :D
There are times when I think I whould carry around a tape recorder because people say some of the oddest things. The follwing are some things I overheard while I was out to dinner with my friends Carrie and Rick. It was almost time to close and these 2 guys came in to this chinese resturant and they started talking to the owner.
Guy 1) "Our girlfriends are across the street getting Italian food." Guy 2) "Pasta is okay, but nothing beats a big bowl of rice."
Guy 1) "How do you cook your squid? Everytime I cook it gets stringy." Owner) "You cook long time. 8 hours." Guy 1) "8 Hours? Oh, I didn't cook it that long."
Guy 2) "I need to take some of this home to my grandma, cause she would love this. " (not funny, but for the way he said it.)
The owner made them special dishes and they made lots of orgasmic noises while chewing with their mouths open. It was all we could do not to laugh. I also wanted to walk up and smack them. Not tell them why... just smack them and walk away. I need to go by a tape recorder because I know I forgot a lot of what they said.
Going though some of my old papers a few weeks ago I found a folder full of lists of tapes I made for myself and for friends. I had Moody Mood Music tapes, tapes for work, tapes for walking. I have lists for people I never talk to anymore. I kept the tapes that other people have made me. An Ode to Katy tape my ex-boyfriend Brian made... should have known it wouldn't work, when he couldn't spell my name right. All 20 tapes Jamie made me. I wonder if they kept the tapes I made them.
This was what was on the 9th tape I made Jamie... I think in 1994
A) Hope ... Nuclear Valdex I Want to Fall .... Rythm of LIfe Dream All Day ... Posies Live to Tell ... Madonna Dance Along the Edge... Concret Blond Know Me ... Toad the West Sprocket Take On Me ... A-Ha Solar Sister ... Posies Waiting ... Origin Alison's Starging to Happen.... Lemonheads
B) Can't Cry Hard Enough .... Not sure of the title or artist. Call It Love .... Poco Regret .... New Order Blue Water .... Fields of the Nephi In a Bad Way.... Saint Etienne Ugly ... Fishbone Song in D .... Overwhelming Colorfast Too Shy To Shy ... Kajagoogoo Thinking about You.... Radio Head Scarred bt Smarter ... Drivin' n Cryin' Naked Rain ... This Picture Mojave Desert ... Brenda Kahn Life in a Northern Town.... Dream Academy A Cocteau Twins song where I can't read my writing.
I miss making tapes. Burned cds don't have the same feeling. I love the movie High Fidelity for this reason.... Rob knows the joy and anguish of making a mix tape. Oh and Sarah Vowell does a show on =http://thislife.org This American Life about a company that makes mix tapes. I couldn't get a link for the empisode, but the show aired Dec 6, 1996.
By now most of you have read several installments of Kate’s Creepy Club. Some of you probably wonder where it all started and why I can’t just tell these guys to shove off. Believe me when I say that I wish I was able to do that, but it is against my nature. The Creepy Club started long before I thought to give it a name, or even recognized it as something special.
I was in the third grade when Bryan White invited me to his birthday party at McDonald’s. Even though I had never been to a party somewhere other than the birthday girl’s (or boy’s) house I didn’t want to go to this one. Bryan was one of those unfortunate kids who would spend their entire childhood being picked on. He was chubby and had coke bottle glasses and he was quite. I remember one time when some of the other kids stuck a sanitary napkin to his back. This went against my basic nature... even as a kid I tried to fight for the underdog. I had to let him know, even though it could have caused grief for me. I think this is when his crush on me started. I vaguely remember him being a tag a long after that. What I didn’t realize when I got the invitation was that I would be the ONLY girl at his party. His parents took a lot of pictures with his arm around me. I was horribly uncomfortable with this. I wasn’t his girlfriend and I didn’t want to be.
One day my friends confronted me about him. They said that if I didn’t tell him to go away that they wouldn’t be my friends any longer. I still feel guilty about listening to them. I told him I didn’t want to talk to him anymore. I don’t remember what I said or what he said, but I remember how sad his eyes looked magnified by his glasses. I still have guilt about this issue and it is 20+ years later. After that I just couldn’t be cruel to someone knowingly. I am sure I have done hurtful things out of ignorance, but I try not to be hurtful. I guess this why I can’t just tell Psycho Mike, Larry the Toothless Wonder and all the others just to go away.
I promised I would talk about Psycho Mike today. There are actually 2 parts to this story... we will see if I can get it all in before work starts. I don't think this will be as amusing as Larry the Toothless Wonder, but it is a memer of Kate's Creepy Club.
After my freshman year in college I moved to TN where my mom was living. I hadn't lived with her for 4 years. She had moved south and I stayed with my dad so I could finish high school. I went to a local community college in Columbia, TN (former mule trading capital of the world). Not really knowing anyone in town I went to a Halloween party they had at the school. I was talking to this guy Kent, who looked like he could have been one of Santa's Elves. This guy Mike comes up and starts talking to us. Kent got a weird look on his face, but didn't abandon me, which has me forever in his debt. Mike asked if I like Sci Fi/Fantasy... I said not so much. He proceeded to tell me an entire novel. This would be an on going patter in our relationship.
I had never seen him on campus, but once we talked he was everywhere. He had a radar where I was concerned. I would see him sitting outside and I would try to sneak into the building, but as soon as my hand was on the door he would turn around and yell "Hey, Kathleen." He would even go to my classes. I tried telling him I wasn't interested, but it didn't work. A bunch of us were supposed to go to the movies, but at the last minute everyone dropped out leaving just me and Mike. I told him I could meet him at Wendy's for dinner. I made sure I got there early so I could pay. He asked when we could go to the movies again as soon as we walked out of the theater, like could we go tomorrow. I said I wasn't sure, that I had to clean the house since my parents were coming home. He offered to help clean with me. I turned him down.
It just got really bad. Mike was one of those people that you knew was going to get rejected one too many times and completely lose it. I was changing my schedule so I wouldn't run into him. I made sure I had friends with me at all times. My friend Brian saw how much this upset me and offered to tell Mike to leave me alone. As expected Mike came up and told me I should have said something, that I didn't need to bring other people into it. I responded that I had tried, but he didn't listen. I started dating Brian a little while later. We broke up a couple months later when he told me he was gay (which is another blog). Who do you think was the first person I ran into after this happened? Psycho Mike. He offered to be the shoulder to cried on. I said thanks but no thanks. I stopped taking classes at the CC after that so I didn't see him much after that. He would stop by the store I worked at once in awhile, but I didn't worry about him anymore. It was a relief.
I think I will discuss the origins of the Creepy Club next time.
After going to see "Eternal Sunshine" with Lynne I started thinking about the movies that I loved, that got good reviews (usually), but didn't do well at the box office. Here is my list of movies that I think deserve a viewing. I will warn you that they aren't for everyone, some are fairly disturbing. I am also feeling a bit lazy today, probably due to waking up and finding snow, that I am not going to link them all to IMDB. Sorry....
1) Donnie Darko... I really loved this movie. I think Jake Gyllenhaal is wonderful.
2) Igby Goes Down... Just watched this Friday night. Great Cast, great story.
3) Welcome to the Dollhouse... Painful to watch, but brilliant. Anyone who had a rough time in middle school this is for you. But not one I recommend to everyone.
4) Freeway... Modern telling of Little Red Riding Hood. Reese Witherspoon and Keifer Sutherland. Disturbing, but delightful.
5) Wedding Gift... British movie based on a true store. Had me sobbing and laughing at the same time. Truly a lovely storie.
6) Drop Dead Gorgeous... love this story of a Mount Rose, Minnesota beuaty paegent. Amazing cast... just fun.
7) Shallow Grave... Ewan McGregor suspense that creeped me out.
8) Long Kiss Goodnight... I don't think this did well at the Box Office, but I loved this action movie w/Geena Davis and Samuel L Jackson
9) Beautiful Thing... one of the sweetest stories of teen romance I have seen and one of the few concerning gay teens that didn't have one of them getting the sh*t kicked out of them. I just love this movie and wanted it to go on a while longer.
10) Adventures of Pricilla Queen of the Desert... Guy Pearce before Memento and Hugo Weaving before Matrix and LOTR. Can't really go wrong with drag queens. Just a lovely movie.
11) Cold Comfort Farm... great movie that pokes fun at the Gothic British novel. "I saw something nasty in the woodshed"
I am sure there are more, but these are ones to get you started. I am not responsible if you watch these and don't like them. Remember you have been warned. :D What movies do you wish had gotten more attention?
Morning all! This is going to be a pretty short post. I was going to write about Psycho Mike, but it is too nice out and I am going to go walking instead. Actually I all ready starte.... I walked downtown to write this. I have a comp at home, but I am not online. I would be afraid what would happen if I was connected at home. Did it once and never got anything accomplished. This is my way of controlling my habit. :D
Going to lunch and the movies with Lynne this afternoon. Which I am looking forward to. After that I HAVE to do laundry. It is starting to walk around my apartment. Dishes need to be done too. This is what I get for being lazy this week.
Hmmm... maybe what I will do is type up my Psycho Mike piece tonight and I can bring it into work tomorrow to post. I think I will do that. Okay... I am out to go walking. Everyone enjoy their Saturday!!!!
This is a subject that I have seen on tblog and elsewhere. a lot lately I wasn't going to write about it, but decided I really need to for myself. This is all my stuff, you may feel differently and that is okay. What is this issue? Weight.
I have dealt with this my whole life... even when I wasn't fat. I remember my grandma talking about going on diets and I just took on her problems as my own. I look back at pictures of myself and I see that I wasn't fat. I was pretty normal. But here I am at 30 just coming to terms with what this has done to me. I was in W.W. as a freshman in high school and started it again 3 more times. After all these years I finally said enough. I have learned to love myself, body included the way it is. Not that I wouldn't want to be thinner, but now I am concentrating on being healthier. I don't own a scale. I walk all the time. I am eating better.... veggies and the like. I have never wanted to take diet pills because the possible consequences scare me too much. I have never wanted to do too few calories... again because the consequences are too scary. Weighing yourself everyday isn't a good idea either... it can just cause a lot of stress you don't need. Once a month should be enough... or better yet mesure yourself and get a better idea. And I have also come to grips with the fact that I will have a harder time finding someone who is willing to love me fat and all... but you know what, I don't want someone who can't love me for who I am.
What really saddens me about weight is how 3rd graders are dieting. That parents obssess about what their kids weigh. And just like I took on my grandma's issues, kids take on their parents. If your kid is over weight.... get out of the house, take a walk around the block. Be active.
What I am saying is that weight really shouldn't define our life. If it does, I find that to be really really sad.
I spent 2 years working for an independent video store. Well, it was 2 stores same owner. Each store had a small adult section. At the second store (Liberty Street Video, which is the coolest videostore in the world) the porn actually helped keep the store in business. (at least while I was there) It was at a time when regular new release videos were $60-$100 a tape while porn was $20-$30 a tape. A store was much more likely to make it's money back on a porn tape than some crappy new release. Anyway... here are some of my porn experiences...enjoy.
(Side note... all the covers to the tapes were in notebooks and you could flip through the books to fnd the tape you wanted. Each tape had a # and were shelved by those #s. It used to be when doing the late list you had to look in the books to find out what # the tape had... I asked why we didn't just put the # after the title to make it a bit easier. I am a genius)
Porn Customer #1 "I am looking for this tape. It is never in." He brings the book up for me to see what he is talking about. It never fails that the male customers bring their problems to me. "I am sorry sir, but "Star Fuckers #9 is damaged, but we have #10 in. I am sure that you won't miss much if you skip an episode."
Porn Customer #2 This customer rents the same tape over and over and over again. Each time he has to rent a VCR cleaner because the tape has problems if he doesn't clean the VCR first. I wanted to say the wouldn't have problems if you didn't pause it so much. I also wanted to tell him he could have "lost" the tape and be ahead financially.
Porn Customers #3
Same day repeat renters. These guys creep me out the most. They would come in on Sundays shortly after the store opened. A guy would spend about 20 minutes picking out his tape. He would be back about 2 hours later and start the process over again. He would repeat this one or two more times. I wanted to disenfect the videos when he brought them back. I wouldn't have been so grossed out if he rented 3 at once. But I KNEW what he was doing in those 2 hours.
Porn Customer #4 There is something wrong with this tape. I had a lot of cheap customers who thought they could get a free movie by saying it was defective. We had to watch the tapes to see if this was true. I think they thought if it was porn we wouldn't watch. But we did. So often I would come in and there would be a note to watch the porn to see if all was well.
Porn fact? Not sure if this is true anymore or not... but when I worked at Liberty Street we used to get lots of Asian women (2-3 in a group) renting gay male porn. Think about it... kind of makes sense. Straight porn is designed for men for the most part. Gay porn has hot men... no big breasted women going down on each other.... well, I could go on, but you get the idea.
This just makes me shake my head and wonder about the gene pool
Bizarre Hoaxes On Restaurants Trigger Lawsuits
By STEVEN GRAY Staff Reporter of THE WALL STREET JOURNAL March 30, 2004; Page B1
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The restaurant industry is struggling to get in front of a bizarre hoax in which outlet managers across the country have been duped into strip-searching employees or customers. Last week, a man allegedly claiming to be a police officer called a Fountain Hills, Ariz., Taco Bell and told the manager to conduct a strip search of a female he said had stolen a pocket book, and gave a general description of what she was wearing. Pulling aside a 17-year-old female customer who roughly fit the description, the boss complied. As in the other cases, no stolen property was found, though this is the first search involving a customer rather than an employee.
It might seem implausible that any manager could be compelled by an unknown caller to order someone to entirely disrobe and submit to a humiliating search for drugs or stolen money. Or that someone would succumb to such an examination. But investigators say there have been dozens of similar cases since 1999, involving Burger King, Wendy's, Applebee's and others. Similar incidents have been reported in Massachusetts, South Dakota, Indiana, Utah and Ohio. The managers and the victims of such incidents have been male and female. Investigators have begun linking the cases and say they believe the hoaxes are the work of a single person calling from North Florida public telephones using a phone card.
His likely motive, they say: Not money, but power and perversion.
In the Arizona case, the caller allegedly posing as a police officer remained on the phone to instruct the manager for each step of the examination of his young customer, which included a demoralizing cavity search, says Sheriff Joseph Arpaio of Marciopa County.
Discussing the March 22 hoax at the Phoenix suburb, the sheriff said he was surprised the manager believed the phony policeman when he insisted that the girl would go to jail if she didn't submit to the search. "For any cop to call a private citizen and ask them to do a search is wrong and beyond my imagination," he said. The sheriff says he has sent letters to corporate headquarters of Taco Bell, Wendy's, McDonald's, Hooters, Applebee's and Ruby Tuesday urging them to warn restaurant managers of the fake calls.
I have worked many crap jobs over the years and put in a lot of hours doing so. The worst was one summer that I worked at both A McDonald's and a Pizza Hut. I averaged about 70-80 hours a week. My brain was completely fried. I couldn't sit down on my breaks for fear that I wouldn't be able to stand again. This is the story of that summer and some of the creeps I encountered.
A little bit about the store... it was in Flint, which most of you know is not in anyone's Top 10 cities to live in. It wasn't the worst of neighborhoods, but not the safest either. Several of my coworkers were on work release. One of them I had to take back to the Y after the store closed at 2 am. The YMCA was in one of the scarier areas of downtown. I only hoped my poor little car would make it home and I wouldn't get too lost. I was one of the only people their who was attending college. And certainly the only one attending school outside of Flint. I was one of 3 white people who worked for the store. It definitly took me outside my normal existance. It also gave me some great stories.
There is something about a polyester uniform, chicken grease and a drive through window that seems to turn men on. The 40s they were drinking while ordering probably didn't hurt. (I think about 50% of my night clientele were drinking when they came to my window) I was hit on more that summer than the rest of my life combined. There was one guy who I thought was attractive, pretty nice. He came through pretty regularly, even considered giving him my number. I didn't see him for a couple weeks and the next time he came through the drive thru he had a wedding ring and a baby seat in the back of the car. And he proceeded to flirt and ask for my number. I wanted to hit him with a Happy Meal Toy. Or an old Big Mac.
Another regular was Pregnant Belly Man. He had the biggest belly I have ever seen on a guy. He had several vehicals, but the one he drove the most was a big pick up truck (old and rusted through, it is Michigan after all). The weirdest thing about the truck was the steering wheel. He had replaced it with a smaller wheel, sort of like the ones for a go cart. It made his belly look that much bigger. He used to order so much food and it was just for him. I couldn't believe it. Sometimes he would come back and order more!! He would often come through not wearing a shirt :shock: One night he came though and asked when I got of work. (The man was old enough to be my grandfather). I told him I had to work in the morning and that I needed to go home. He had wanted to go get an ice cream or something. My bosses switched me to mornings for awhiel and I didn't see him. I found out later he kept coming in looking for me. Asking what my schedule was, what kind of car I drove, could he get my phone number. Luckily my coworkers were smart enough to say nothing. By the time I saw him again I only had a week before I went to school.
I told one guy I liked his shirt and he tried to take it off to give it to me. Another man, who I had the hardest time understanding because he mumbled and had an accent, asked if I had ever seen a dick before!! And on and on it went..... a lot of them sort of blurred together. But these are the most memorable.
I just finished reading The Prize Winner of Defiance, Ohio And cried... it was really sweet. The basic premis is a woman keeps her family of 10 kids from starving or being evicted by entering jingle contests. It is a quick and fun read... even though I cried, they were good tears. I would recommend it. And really that is all that matters.
I was going through some old mix tape lists (more on that later) and saw Trash Can Sinatras listed. I hadn't thought about them for awhile. I am going to go home and dig out the tape. I just remember playing this song over and over.... here are the lyrics....
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the best man's fall
could i interest you in a little something special pay the earth but if you have no money your attention'll do and if you don't give a damn you're welcome to keep it it's a hard road when you know where you're going and it's harder when you know where you're not so i'll stamp my clay feet till the staggering stops but good god give me strength to face another lazy day of "if i was a millionaire i'd be a million miles from here"
hands of the clock give me a round of applause for getting out of bed and the scars of the night before have turned into scabs and still I'm seeing double and i'm looking twice my age it's getting to the stage where i'm old, not wise, just worried
stories of rags to riches leave me in stitches and with a thread that's hard to follow
you came into my life like a brick through a window and i cracked a smile remember those good who remembers the good old games that seemed to fill our days like a kiss, cuddle and torture and i-spy, s-p-i-t in your eye
those around me who came up trumps would always get down on their knees to brag
One of the things I learned (the hard way) when dealing with the Creepy Club is to lie about my relationship status. If someone asked if you were dating someone you had to say yes, not get the deer in the headlights look, otherwise they knew you were lying. To be on the safe side I created a person... someone based on a friends so the details weren't hard to remember. I would be able to tell the Creep, "His name is Eric and we have been dating about a year. Yes he goes to school at U of M." A year is a good time to be dating. Any longer and they start asking if you are engaged or not. Under a couple of months and it really doesn't count. As you can see I have spent way too much time thinking about this. Well, there was was day I didn't stick to the rules... and it involved Larry.
Larry was one of my regulars at the video store. Nice guy. Very sweet. He was also over 60, had a hard time keeping a job and was always a bit tipsy. He was in the process of having all his teeth pulled so he could get dentures. One day he asked if I was dating anyone and I didn't think to lie. I mean, it was Larry. When I said no he asked if I wanted to go have lunch at a Mexican resturant around the corner. I said I couldn't and went down to the office and beat my head on the desk for awhile.
I will say he was persistent, but not in a scary way. He would come in and say things like... "I woke up thinking about you." to which my response was "Gave you nightmares, eh?" or he would say "You're wonderful. I love you." and I would say "I get that a lot." and it would go on and on. One day he said that if he drove a Lexus I would go out with him. :shock: Him not driving a Lexus was waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay down on the list of why I wouldn't date him.
I have since left the video store, but work just around the corner. Larry still stops in every now and then. He hasn't changed much. One night he stopped by to talk and asked if I was going home for the holiday. I said no, that I had to work. Very loudly he said "Well, don't get pregnant." "Well, Larry, that wasn't on my list of things to do this weekend. But thanks for the reminder." He repeated his message told me to "be sweet" and left. I got some strange looks from the customers in the store.
Larry is probably the nicest of the Creepy Club. I am a little sad that I don't see him more. He always makes me laugh.