Response to comments

You all crack me up!!!!
Aud: Thanks for the support, Hun, and thanks for stopping by and reading this. :o) I'll miss you this weekend when I come to town. Have a great time snowboarding!! BTW, when are we doing a girls trip again?

Cristy: I'm a believer. Can I see the pics?! LOL ;o) Really, I can't see you or Slutty Ho stepping into a church in Vegas with out spontaneously combusting. But, I love you both anyways.

Slutty Ho: Oh hell yeah I want to go to Vegas sometime. I get that its you, me, and my sweet lil hobbit, but who is #4 in the group?

This wasn't a comment, but I thought it worth a mention. I woke up with the Pinky and the Brain song stuck in my head. I haven't seen that cartoon in AGES! I keep hearing it, though, over and over.

Pinky and the Brain, they're Pinky and the Brain. One is a genius, the other insane...

Random thoughts from a Diseased brain

The following post contains a lot of bad, bad words. Reader discretion is advised
I'm sorry I have neglected you, dear blog. I have made promises, tantalizing you with hope for a story about the wedding I was in, and have failed to follow thru. I have no reasonable excuse for my lack of posts. I have been busy at work (where I do most of my writing, naughty me), stressed at home, and generally not able to put into to words what is going through my sick little mind. Today I feel compelled to write, though. I have no idea what this post is going to be about. I just have a few things rolling over and over in my mind that want to come out.
First thing, People who piss me off (a generalization):
People who don't take responsibility for their own actions. There is a guy that works for my company, but in our Los Angeles office. This man will do everything in his power to try to put the blame for his fuck up on anyone else besides himself. If he would put the effort he gives to pointing fingers into actually FIXING the problem, I believe the company would run better and more efficiently. But since this man has worked here for YEARS, and the owner of the company doesn't really seem to care what the fuck goes on, I don't see change happening any day soon. Because of my problems and experiences with the above mentioned finger pointer, I have learned the meaning of Cover Your Ass. (CYA) However, I grow weary of defending my actions to him and anyone else he can drag into the fray. It takes more time to prove to the powers that be that HE did the Fuck up then it takes to actually resolve the problem. To me, people like him are a waste of time and skin.

People who take things personally when they shouldn't be:
Another person who has recently pissed me off is this chick on a forum I frequent. Her posts lately have been jumping down peoples throats about little comments they had made in what I view as in a lighthearted way. None of the comments were directed at her, to her, or made any mention of her name at all. She just stuck her nose in and CHOSE to make a snide comment, versus keeping her mouth shut and avoiding the thread. I don't see a need for writing nasty things on the forum such as "Thanks for pissing me off". WTF? Are we supposed to cater to your mood swings? Who the fuck died and made you Queen of the Forum?! I have had second thoughts (briefly) about things I wanted to post on there because I didn't want to "piss her off". Huh. How dumb am I to try to walk on egg shells around a complete stranger who obviously has problems? Just so you know, oh offended chicky, I really don't care if I piss you off. If you have a problem with me, you know where to find me, and you had better bring everything you got. You may be bigger than me, but I have some pent up anger that I have been saving for just an occasion. I know, I know, you are having problems sleeping. Hell, we all do. Most of us, however, do choose to not take it out on innocent bystander's. Believe it or not, you can choose what you write. (Novel idea) If you don't like something someone has said on the forum, especially if it wasn't directed at you in anyway, why the fuck cant you ignore it? Do we all need to know what a bitch you are? Well, we do now anyways. Oh and by the way, I'm not going to kiss your ass like everyone else has. As far as I'm concerned you should owe EVERYONE an apology for taking out your personal problems on us. We all have problems. There are SEVERAL people on that forum who suffer from insomnia, but are they acting like total cunts? Um, No. Just. You.

People who drive SLOW in the fast lane on the freeway: You know who you are. Move the fuck over. There isn't anyone in the middle lane and in case you didn't know, passing on the right is illegal and dangerous. I will do it though, if you don't move your P.O.S out of the way. Either that, or fucking bump it up so you are actually doing the speed limit. Actually, anyone on the freeway caught doing 45 or less should be tarred, feathered, strapped to the back of a Winnebago, and hauled down the freeway doing over 80. I don't know how that would fix the problem, its just something I would like to see.

I'm a Bad, Bad Girl. Tee hee

You Are a Bad Girl

You are 30% Good and 70% Bad You're a total bad girl, from your wild hair to tattooed toes. But you're too badass to even care if you're labeled "bad"!

Are You a Good Girl or a Bad Girl?

You guys should pop on over to that site. There are a ton of little quizzes to help you waste some time at work or where ever!!
Oh and John Stamos was my 80's man according to a different quiz, but I still prefer Wil Wheaton. *wink*
Tell me, who are yours? Do you agree with what the quiz says, or would you have picked a different guy?
I also found out from that same site that I have a PhD in Men, but just like most other degrees, its completely useless.

Dangerous Bunny

What a sad sad place our world is when a blow dryer will no longer tame a "wild hare".

alright, alright. That was cheesey... But it made you smile didnt it?

ohh changes

Hello my wee little chick-a-dee's. (Hey Mandi, did you ever have that art teacher in Junior High that called everybody that? I did, but I cant remember her name! She was actually pretty cool)

Well, I f*cked around with the template a little on this thing and I think I have it just about they way I want. Just about. I'm still playing when I get time. Hmm.. I'm finding it is really fun and interesting to mess around with all this and figureing out what codes do what. I could do crap like this all day.

So I want to know what you all think. Any ideas? Suggestions? Comments? Insane Offensive Rantings? Anyone? Bueller??? Bueller??? Does it even look like any work went into it at all? I mean, I know what it took to change the colors and stuff, but I want some outside feedback. Let me know; good, bad, indifferent.

Oh and I need to give props to Webmonkey for all the kick ass cheat codes and color codes. Without your wonderful services my site would be immensely lamer. Thank you!!

The Cheese is Old and Moldy

Yumm...cheese...HA HA HA HA!! Just Kidding!! You all know I don't like-a da cheese. I was just thinking about "Encino Man" today. I think Brendan Fraser should have stayed in the loin cloth the whole movie, don't you girls? I mean, C'mon. One of the few men on this earth that can actually pull off the loin cloth look and they almost immediately take him out of it (which in its own right is a VERY good thing) but then they stick him in the uber-cool clothes of the 90's skater. Bleh. I say loin cloth or naked. Otherwise your just wasting film.

Anyways that's not what I wanted to talk about today. I wanted to talk about my little adventure on the freeway last night. Oh yes. Everyday is an adventure on the Albuquerque freeways. Last night was special though.

I gave The Bird to a cop. In my defense he was in civilian clothes, driving a civilian car with his ole lady in the passenger seat. Now, you all know very well that I don't just go around randomly flashing the bird to innocent bystander's on the road. This guy, however was in the passing lane, not passing anyone, going super slow. So when Dave went to pass him on the right, the dude tapped his breaks (smart move, copper) and then proceeded to honk at us as we go by. So I flashed him a Big Ole Birdie. As soon as we get around him he finally moves over to the right lane, gets right up next to us and flashes his badge. OH NOOOOOOOO! Honestly, that just pissed me off more. Am I supposed to be afraid of you because you have a badge?! I have a badge too and just like yours (when you are in civilian clothes, car, etc) it don't mean shit. It was just a prime example of the power trips the cops are on here. Now I will admit that there are probably some reasonable, good cops here. But I have never had the pleasure of interacting with one. When we got evacuated from our homes due to a fire in the area, I had to beg, plead and finally threaten to talk to the press that was there before they would allow me to go get my pets out of the house. I was once pulled over for having a headlight out and the cop ACTUALLY TOLD ME that he was hoping I didn't have insurance so he could tow my truck.

Now, correct me if I'm wrong, but don't tax payers pay cops salary? Where the hell do they get off thinking that we should bow to their badge?! I thought their motto was "To Protect and Serve". Hmm.. Maybe they should change it to "Intimidate and General Asshole-ishness" I know asshole-ishness isn't a word but I kinda like it.

Funny thing about all this is even though he could have taken down my License Plate # and potentially come looking for us, I wasn't worried. Still not. Maybe its because Dave's name is on the truck. Maybe cause I know he was just an asshole on a power trip and if he wants some he can come get it.

Which brings me to another point. What the hell is wrong with me lately?! I feel really grumpy here a lot lately and the only time I'm in a good mood or feel happy is when I'm talking to any of you, my whole three readers. I have somewhat of an idea what could be causing this negative feeling inside me, but I cant get my words to describe it accurately. Hmm. More on that later I think...

Tee Hee. I flipped off a cop. Damn, I feel like a bad ass today.

For Cristy

Warm Spot

Shelby and Mid:

Now isnt that just about the cutest thing you have seen all day?

The Bell Falls Silent

Sad news. Eddie Guerrero was found dead in his hotel room on Sunday.

I'm an avid WWE Smackdown! watcher and Eddie was always one of my favortie characters. He always gave me the impression that he was enjoying being out there in the ring, even when he had to play a jerk. He really f*cked up there for a while with drugs and almost lost his family, job, possibly his life, but he pulled himself above all that to become the wrestler I knew and loved. I admired his frankness about his drug addiction, how strong he became afterwards, and how important his family was to him.

Yes, I know wrestling is not real. I understand that. Thats not to say, though, the moves they do and the effort the wrestlers put into each and every performance isnt real. Those guys (and girls) give us their all every single week.

My heartfelt condolences goes out to Eddie's friends and family. He will be missed.

Update: 11/15/05 Anyone catch Monday Night RAW last night? Seeing all those huge guys crying just tore my heart up. The tribute was nice too. Way better than my sad little post here.

Testing Complete

Now if I could just refrain from using the word "Testie"
You can still view my pics on my old web space. Email me if you need the link.

Hopefull I'll be able to figure out how to put my pics on here soon.

Picture Testie...

I like that word..Testie..rolls off the tongue doesnt it.

Testie, Testie, one two........three?!?

This is a test. This is only a test. If this had been an actual blog entry it probably would have been funny.
Thank you.