Rush, rush, rush

August 10, 2005 at 2:04 pm (Uncategorized)

I’ve been so busy!! And its not going to get any better. I’ve only got 4 ½ more hours to work and I’ve got a ton of shit to do. I’ve got clothes on the line at home, waiting to be packed. I’m meeting my mom for dinner to drop off Nate. He’s not a happy camper. Not happy at all. I’ll work on that when I get home. My pumpkins are not growing very well!! Hiss! I still have litter boxes to clean and the front room and half a dozen things at home.

My boss is pissed because my vacation request never made it to his office so he had no idea I was leaving. Our vacation request forms specifically state: Employee section (where I request the time off with dates), Office Administrator section (where the OA lists the time I have accumulated and whether anyone else has requested that time), and Partner section (where the partner approves or denies the request.)

The OA signed off on the Partner section. I didn’t look. I saw some scribbling at the bottom approving the time and I stuck it in the drawer. So… not a great way to leave for vacation. He was really pissy and made me feel about an inch tall. *Sigh*

Saw my first police chase today. Some doofus was weaving on the highway and the county sheriff was trying to pull them over. They just kept weaving. A little further down a State Trooper had someone pulled over and he got in the chase. Then two city police officers joined in. Not sure what became of the them. We saw some peeps pulled over off the interstate ramp but the vehicle didn’t look the same. Who knows. Stupid people.

That’s about it. I’ll be out until next week. Miss me.

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Do It, Damnit!

August 8, 2005 at 11:23 am (Uncategorized)

Last night I made a strafing run to the nearby convenience store and when I returned home, as I was shutting off my car, a song came on the radio. Now, there are certain songs that you don’t care about and then there are those songs that you stay in the car to listen to. My radio stays on for 15 minutes after you take the key out but will shut off if you open the door. There I sat in my car, 11:30 at night, singing Bob Seger’s “Night Moves.”

“Night Moves” is up there with “Jesus Is Just Alright” by the Doobie Brothers, and “Jane” by Jefferson Starship, oh, and “Show Me the Way” by Peter Frampton, or “Black Dog” by Led Zeppelin, “Stone Cold” by Rainbow, “I Was Made For Lovin’ You” by Kiss, “Personal Jesus” by Depeche Mode, “Piano Man” by Billy “I Can’t Drive Worth a Damn” Joel, and damn near anything by Journey. Shut up. I love Journey. Steve Perry kicks ass.

Speaking of Steve, I love his song, “Oh, Sherry.” I’ll sit in my car for that one too. Why? Because he puts his soul in his voice, even if he and Sherry didn’t make it. And you can argue that every singer puts soul in their voice but you would be wrong and you know it. Just because someone can carry a tune in something besides a bucket doesn’t mean they have any passion for what they’re singing. When Mickey Thomas song “Jane,” damnit, he meant it! When Lou Gramm sang about wanting to know what love is, he meant it!

Conversely, when Grace Slick sang about building some damn city on rock n roll *shudder* she didn’t mean it. She didn’t give a shit about it. Now, Janis Joplin, there’s someone who gave a shit. When Dolly Parton sang about “Jolene” takin’ her man, she gave a shit and she made us give a shit. When Gordon Lightfoot sang about “The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald,” we cared. I still cry when I hear that damn song. Its haunting. Its almost like I can feel the pain of the people involved.

So, if you’re going to sing or dance or write or pick your nose, do it with passion. Do it with conviction. Put your soul in it. Now, get out there and do it.

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Death Due To Nagging

August 5, 2005 at 10:07 am (Uncategorized)

I’ve been told I’m much more light-hearted and funny in person than I am on my blog. That would be Katey who told me that. I guess I do swing toward the solemn, serious, introspective side here. Which is okay. Although occasionally I do like to break ranks and try to be funny… like today.

JP’s post yesterday reminded me of a story I heard while touring the Moundsville State Penitentiary in Moundsville, West Virginia. Its claim to fame is being featured on MTV’s Fear Factor or whatever it was. Thousands of people tour this dark, dank, reportedly haunted, behemoth. Some stay overnight, which is something I would like to do.

As we were touring the facility, we heard a lot of stories about the inmates (and snitches), break outs, and the uprising which resulted in the death of one of those snitches. He was disemboweled while still alive. Sorry, didn’t know you were eating. We saw a lot of artwork that the inmates had done. It was impressive.

One was a painting of an 18 wheeler. Our guide was a former guard at the facility (and had the burn marks to prove it. An inmate heated coffee in a tin cup with a lighter and threw it on her.). She said she had gone on vacation and when she got back the mural was done. She congratulated the inmate who had painted it and she remarked on the name of the truck. I don’t remember the name, so we’ll say Sharon. He said, “Yeah, gawd I loved that woman. She was beautiful.” Blah, blah, blah, etc. etc. extolling her virtues… “but all she did was nag, nag, nag. I couldn’t even watch a television show that she wasn’t nag, nag, nagging. I worked hard on the road and come home to her naggin’.”

Guess who he was in prison for killing?

Then my cousin PC was talking to me about a couple of cases he’s had to testify in (he’s a firearms examiner). Let’s see, there’s the “accidental discharge” where a guy shot his girlfriend in the face (he said he thought the gun was unloaded). Oh, and the other “accidental discharge” where the guy shot another guy in the leg and in the head… then told someone that he just had to kill him (over a woman – the same woman who married someone else six months later.) Nothing says love like a bullet to the head.

Isn’t that kind of like saying, “Sir, I did not drown that man. I merely held him underwater. Its his own fault he breathed in water.”

Okay, maybe this wasn’t so funny. I’ll try again next week.


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Greetings… Its Me… Nanner

August 4, 2005 at 10:05 am (Uncategorized)

Good to be back from my mini-vacation. Although, it wasn’t much of a vacation since I had to do all the copying and pasting and editing and picture posting. The only thing I didn’t do was write it.

So, bet you’re wondering what I’ve been up to. I finished the three articles I had been working on and have shipped those off to be critiqued by three different bloggers. Well, one has already critiqued. Now, I’m just sitting back, letting them get “old” and wondering what else I can write about.

I started a new diet. I don’t like to say “diet.” I guess it is a diet but I’m enjoying it so much I’m definitely going to continue. On the menu for breakfast: About 4-6 oz. each of “Green Goodness” and “Perfectly Protein” – the perfectly wonderful beverages from Bolthouse Farms. Green Goodness looks like something I’ve left in the refrigerator too long but it is MMMMM-MMMMM Good! And the Perfectly Protein is Vanilla Chai and soymilk. It is also MMMMM-MMMM Good!

An orange, a banana, a couple dried apricots, filberts, and Mountaineer Mix (cashews, almonds, raisins, sunflower seeds), coffee, bottled water, and four supplements (Vitamin C, multi-vitamin, fish oil, and calcium).

For lunch, two small pepperoni rolls I made last night, and all the carrots, watermelon, cantaloupe, and pineapple I care to stuff my face with. See, I’m not going completely Vegan!! For dinner… not sure yet.

I haven’t lost any weight but I sure do feel better. I love fruit and veggies, that’s why I couldn’t do the Atkins diet. Gotta have my fruit. Although, I can say I’ve had some flu like symptoms, which I’ve read is normal as I root out all that junk out of my body. I’m inching towards going pure Vegan for a while, but not right away. I had a few of Nate’s Micky D’s fries last night… just five or six… and it was heaven, let me tell ya.

I could drink a whole bottle of this Vanilla Chai/soymilk stuff. I could tip the liter up and just chug. Its found in the produce section of your local grocery store. I had to look up one of the ingredients in it – Carrageenan or something like that and found its basically the by-product of red seaweed and is used in just about everything under the sun.

Oh quit wrinkling your nose, you didn’t know before now did ya? Go… Google it and see how much of it is in the things you eat. Guess you’ll read more labels from now on.

Troy was appreciative of your comments and I did tell him that my numbers went up consistently during the week so even if peeps weren’t commenting, they were reading.

Let’s see… what else is going on. Oh, yeah, I’m taking another trip. Where? Well, its really sunny and it has palm trees. And Leese, Jeanette, Mikey, Gooch, Aimee, and Varla live there. This will be my fourth trip to the West Coast. My third this year. Well, I guess technically Las Vegas doesn’t count as the “coast.” Anyway, I’m going to L.A. AJ is supposed to be there and Aimee will be about three hours away at Kate’s, so we’re trying to work out plans to have a small Blogger Con. Jeanette, expect an e-mail from me… 🙂

Speaking of traveling and flying… was shocked and amazed at the crash outside Toronto, 309 people… broken aircraft… fireball and everyone lived. Amazing. Absolutely amazing. And that one bitch had the nerve to say, “Well, they didn’t seem very well prepared.”

Well, Ladybitch, I’m sure the flight attendants thought the same thing you did… they were on the ground… They aren’t flying the damn plane, they can’t see out any better than you. They opened the door didn’t they? They got the emergency chute down didn’t they? They told you to jump didn’t they? You fucking lived didn’t you? So shut the fuck up!!

Its great to be back.

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