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January 28 Hallelujah!Well, Praise God!!! I looked all over yesterday, checked my car twice, went into work today, checked my car again and started cleaning up and putting away everything laying around in my home here to try to find my paycheck that I lost. My mom reaches down for this bag that is half under my pile of laundry and inside it, guess what is there? Yep, my paycheck. So, hallelujah I have my paycheck, AND my last w-2.
So, technically, I could probably do my taxes this weekend if I wanted to. However, I'm currently in a debate. I usually have a friend do my taxes, but I'm feeling cheap and don't want to pay her as much as I did last year AND spend the kind of gas it takes to get to her (She's a couple towns away) . . . . so I'm thinking about doing my taxes myself online. Any thoughts? Suggestions? Post a comment, let me know what you think. January 27 I have NEVER received a gift this badMy friend Lori has a blog. She should be counted as one of my loyal readers even though I managed to completely ignore her due to the intense jubilation I felt about my sister not only reading my blog but going so far as to comment. Only to realize the next day that Lori posted on the exact same post and I said nothing. All of that said, "WELCOME LORI!!" Even if "regularly" means once a month or even once every other month, I will now count you as one of my loyal readers.
I think that puts me at 7 . . . .anyone else keeping count? I forget.
Anyway, I went to Lori's blog tonight to check out her latest and greatest adventures. The most recent post was humorous and something I can totally identify with, being a single gal as well, but the second one was so incredible I had to connect to it and share it with you. So, click here and go see this crazy and fantastic (in the bad sense) gift that someone was actually given. She and her friends did a white elephant exchange. I don't know who brought this gift, nor do I know who ended up with it, but let it be said, for her AND for me, do not ever EVER EVER bother to buy something like this. This is wrong on a number of levels and if you can't think of even one then you really need to read more of both our blogs in the hopes of figuring out what in God's green earth is wrong with you. So, enjoy! Go see what Lori has!
p.s. say a prayer that my paycheck shows up. Yep, that's right space-cadet-scatter-brained-me has managed to lose my paycheck. I remember putting it in my purse wednesday night and now it is nowhere to be found. I'm sure i'll post when I find it, but in the meantime say a prayer that I find it, and more importantly that my friends tonight have enough pity and mercy on me to give me enough gas money to get back home.
 Ok, so I posted this and then went back to do some more reading off of Lori's site. I was mostly curious about some of the other bloggers (yep, guys) who had commented on her post. So, I went looking and found one guy who was talking about a second guy and suddenly I find myself on my knees Praising God that I have NOT (YEP, that says NOT) gotten married yet. I could be married to someone like him. I have known a person or two like this, but I don't think any of them went so far as to put it all quite that bluntly on a website for all to see with Scripture supports and updates/additions too. Oh, my goodness. You have to go check this guy out. I could hardly believe what I read and yet I wasn't the least bit surprised that he hasn't found a wife yet. I have to say, this one wasn't terribly surprising, until I saw him using "The Notebook" as an example of wonderful love and marriage. I liked that movie, but apparently he saw the censored version from a friend or ignored the pre-marital sex that started out their relationship. I'm a fan . . . You should be a fan tooSo, Gigglechick asked us for help. That whole 6 degrees of separation thing. So, here goes, Go check out the site she just built for Jim Gaffigan. He's a comedian and he's pretty funny. Oh, and you should go to Comedy Central (here) and vote for him too!
 January 26 Now THAT's a REAL man . . .So, I'm here at work, listening to Launchcast radio, as usual, and notice this album cover come up
 THAT is a REAL man!!
PINK, HOT PINK, SATIN!!!
On a HOT pink background!!
I am seriously impressed.
Hopefully you are too.
Note: please do not copy this image, go here to see it on the launchcast website. If you copy it from here it disappears and no one else can see it. Thanks! State Trooper, Juggler, & a DrunkTHANKS STACI!! She sent me this joke!!
A New Mexico State Trooper pulled a car over on I-25 about 2 miles south of the New Mexico/Colorado state line.
When the Trooper asked the driver why he was speeding, the driver answered that he was a magician and a juggler and he was on his way to Albuquerque to do a show that night at the Shrine Circus and didn't want to be late. The Trooper told the driver he was fascinated by juggling, and if the driver would do a little juggling for him, he wouldn't give him a ticket. The driver told the Trooper that he had sent all of his equipment on ahead and didn't have anything to juggle. The Trooper told him that he had some flares in the trunk of his patrol car and asked if he could juggle them. The juggler stated that he could, so the Trooper got three flares, lit them and handed them to the juggler. While the man was doing his juggling act, a car pulled in behind the patrol car, a drunk man, from Espanola, got out and watched the performance briefly, he then went over to the patrol car, opened the rear door and got in. The Trooper observed him doing this and went over to the patrol car, opened the door and asked the drunk what he thought he was doing. The drunk replied, "You might as well take me to jail, cause there's no way I can pass that test." January 23 stupid part-time jobOkay, I am going to use some strong language. I hope you can handle it.
I HATE STUPID PEOPLE!
Yes, I said Hate, and yes I said stupid. I realize that is strong language, but it's very true. So, I had an interview for that part-time job at a local video rental chain. They're opening new stores and looking for management and I figured at the very least that I could help fill in and maybe, if I decided to later, move into management. I had even thought that maybe they would train me as management for a store that's not done being built yet just to make sure I'm well-trained before I'm needed. Well, that was NOT the case.
I get off work, go home, do my makeup, get my interview "suit" on, brush my teeth, fluff my hair, etc, and leave with half an hour to go before interview time. MORE than enough time to get there and sit in the car and read before I am needed. So, that's what I did. Then I go in and tell the three, THREE!, men behind the counter that I am there for an interview at 430. The guy hadn't even written it down, so it caught him totally off guard that he had an interview to do. So, he gets his materials and we walk out and just stand in the stacks of movies! They didn't even have an office or anything! So, he says "What drew you to [store]?" I said, cheap movies, basically. That's what drew me into the store to begin with, but it seems like a fun place to work and I have friends that work here and it sounds like I could sort of move up the ranks if that's something I decide I want to do. Well, he says, right now I'm basically just looking at availability. Mostly we're looking for someone to cover mornings and work with Becky (one of my friends who works there), Sunday mornings. So, is this availability still correct or is there any flexibility to it? Um, I told you 330-10 almost every night of the week and almost all day on Saturday and you want me to work MORE! Worse, you actually call this an interview!! You could have simply asked me that on the phone last week when you called me instead of getting me all excited, making me put on makeup, my good "suit" and come out here!! What I actually said was, no, that's pretty much all the hours I can work. I work 9-3 on my regular job, which is why I can only work until 10 because if I work much past that then I'm not going to get enough sleep to function and after a couple of days you probably won't want me here either. At which point the interview effectively ended. Well, not really, we did a little bit of chit chat wrap-up kinda talk, but I don't really remember it. I'm still upset about it. I just feel like that guy was really dumb and why didn't he bother to ask me if my availability was flexible or set or what over the phone. If that is a "hinge" do-or-die issue, then why bother bringing me in for an interview! That's a waste of my time (not to mention makeup) and yours.
I guess I'll have to call the local realtor's office that has had an ad in the paper for like 4 weeks or more looking for people. They are doing a seminar/info meeting of some sort on Weds I'm going to try going to and maybe get into that. 3-4 house sales and I can have my parents paid back. 3-4 more and I can have a nice downpayment on a house of my own. Maybe. Anyway, I'm annoyed, still. I'm going to go do something, not sure what. Read or watch a movie or TV or play some computer game or something for awhile and try to relax a little.
Then again, this all wouldn't be so bad, but then I decided that I should try going out since I look so good (sarcasm) and have my makeup done and all, but I couldn't find anyone to go with. Which, honestly, is a lie, that's how I feel, but I didn't even call anyone except my sister who I was fairly certain would say no. I have no idea if anyone else could or would go out, I just know I didn't get to go out and that I do have to go out tomorrow and probably won't have my makeup or anything done. It's just annoying.
How was your day? Help out Gigglechick, pleaseSo, this guy is pretty funny . . . This is what Gigglechick said
"i want comments AND i want you to go here and vote for Jim Gaffigan every day (you can do it more than once) --- AND (yes, technically it's 3 things, but i am going to say that it's "part B" of the 2nd item) i want you to email your friends... yes... email your friends with this link:
http://www.comedycentral.com/events/SUSD/ and tell them, nay, FORCE them to vote for jim gaffigan... and if they say "who?" well, that's a frigging damn fine time to send them to the most important site i've designed, isn't it?! http://www.jimgaffigan.com at least get him back up to the first row again... and better yet, beat the ventriloquist. it's a f*cking puppetdude. come on. beating jim is a frigging guy with his hand up what appears to be an old felt man's arse... and also ahead is an overdose case. come on.
So, go vote. She's awesome too, so check out her site too. Have a GREAT day!! January 20 I am now hibernating!!That's it!!! I give UP!!!! I mentioned in my last post that it was snowing?! Well, I now have officially quit. I'm not going anywhere I don't have to go until my "luck" starts changing. Why is that you may ask? Because since I put up that post and drove away from work almost every little thing that could go wrong has. Mind you, nothing huge, in fact the huge stuff seems to be just fine . . . it's all that little stuff that just makes you want to hide under the covers until someone figures out that it's clear and you can come out. Although, having written that I don't know HOW anyone else would figure out it's clear and you can come out but you certainly don't want to take your chances anytime soon. So, what was the ordeal? Well, a whole handful of little ones actually . . . well, more like 3 that are VERY pertinent to my immediate state of happiness.
Well . . .as I mentioned it is snowing. So, I decided to go pick up my tv shows from my friend Staci to watch tonight. After I posted the last entry I started thinking about it and realized that I don't want to spend the little bit of cash I have on a movie I may or may not watch and DEFINITELY don't need to watch and will probably be due tomorrow at midnight so if I don't watch it I can get a late fee . . . which then reminded me that I already have late fees at that store so I would probably have to pay them in addition to the rental and suddenly a night of criminal dramas just looked MUCH better. (be proud, Kelly, be very very proud
 ) So, I got on the road and it was okay, a little slick on the hills, but otherwise not bad. I get to Staci's and get my stuff and stand there talking as usual. Then I dropped off the mail and called my mom to see what she wanted me to pick up for supper. She doesn't cook much anymore and especially on a night like tonight (See: Snowing, blizzarding, Welcome to Wisconsin, Winter, hibernation) we get take-out from somewhere you can drive-through. I know, not good for the waistline, but usually great for the tastebuds and lazy. So, I get our order and I drove over to Taco Bell to order our stuff and then head home. This is all going peachy keen. I get home and mom helps me put my armload of stuff down and gathers the food for us. So, I go downstairs to change into super comfy clothes 'cause if i'm hibernating I better be comfy, that's half the point. So, I come upstairs and I open the fridge to get a Coke ('cause I'm a Coke addict) and that's really the drink of choice with fast food. AND THERE IS NO COKE IN THE FRIDGE!!! No bottles, No cans, NOTHING! Now, here is the really pathetic thing. I came home at lunch and there was no Coke, but I figured my dad would go somewhere and get some 'cause that is his job and it's a weekend so he will actually drink it. (He doesn't drink coke during hte week 'cause it keeps him up at night) Well, so sad for me, no Coke to be had. So, I decide to check the garage 'cause sometimes we have Coke out there. I put on mom's shoes and go out to the garage and there is still NO COKE. Let me amend that, There was no fresh, drinkable, available Coke. There was a half empty bottle that has been in there for God only knows how long, but I was not about to take my chances on that. So, there is no Coke out there either. so, I come back in the house to get some change from my mom to walk around the corner in the snow and cold and wind to get myself a Coke out of the pop machine. I actually think ahead and realize I might want two cans so I decide to take a dollar bill instead of two quarters. So, I put on my coat and trudge over to the pop machine only to walk up and see in black letters around the dollar-taker-thingy "NO BILLS" WHAT?!? So, I trudge all the way back home and think "Is this really worth the Coke? I'm cold, my pants are getting wet, my legs are freezing from the wind, is this really worth this?" Yep, I get home and walk in and take change and trudge back to get my Cokes. So, I finally get home and shake off the snow and get my slippers on and grab my food to go start the crime drama marathon. at least 4 hours to watch!! I sit down with my soft taco, no lettuce, add refried beans and nachos and grab the remote and get ready to settle in. I eat a nacho and open my taco . . . AND THERE IS LETTUCE!!! Now, this is usually a good thing, I'm sure most of you love lettuce on your taco's. good for you. Lettuce on a taco actually makes me gag! Plus, this taco has been sitting on the table for at least 10, probably 15 minutes. GRRRRR  So, I go upstairs to make sure that my dad ate his taco (which was really mine) and i say to him did you eat your taco? -Yes. -Did it have lettuce on it? At which point he looks up at me and the light dawns in his eyes that it didn't have lettuce and it was actually mine. So, mom apologizes from the other room and points out "apparently, nothing can go right for you tonight. I said, I guess not, I'll just have more leftover pizza and go start my marathon.Let me just note here, I realize that this is all VERY minor and really not a horrible day, but it was very disappointing to have to go through all that work and end up with leftover pizza and cold legs. Life, in general, I fully realize, is still very good. I sit here at my personal computer, in my well heated house, watching Hitch for the 18th time while I type this post from my fairly safe country and very safe neighborhood just waiting to hit play on a tape that a good friend, one of many, taped for me the other night. I totally get how great my life is, I'm just hoping one of you can get a little enjoyment from my torment. I am going to sign off now and go watch Criminal Minds! Don't forget to read the next post!!
Note: I do have a DVD player. Mom got me one for Christmas two years ago. I do not, sadly, *sniff, sniff* have DVR/Tivo yet. That would truly complete my joy of TV, but such is not to be yet. So, I am left with Videos/VCR tapes for my shows I miss. Sarah, I wish you were a millionnaire too so you could get me NetFlix!  There will soon be a (another?) post about the wonders and joy that DVR/Tivo would be, but such is not to be yet.WOW that 3000+ hits is starting to make sense . . .Apparently, I have now moved into the ranks of 5, yes that's FIVE!!, Loyal readers. I mean loyal like saying regular instead of daily. I realize you don't check daily, but someone is checking regularly because I have I think 3200+ hits. So, I want to say Hello and welcome to . . . .
drumroll please . . .
My SISTER!!! Hi Amy. You posted a comment and I realized you check my site. I'm impressed and delighted. As always hello to my good friend, Kelly, the first loyal, regular reader who then recruited her wonderful sister, Mandy and as always my dearest cyber-friend Spicy Sarah. Yahoo!!
Other news . . . I have been working for a company for almost a year and a half now and I hate our office. Just the color and the setup and most importantly the fact that I don't have any windows at all. Well, I have a window into the hallway, but then people are looking in at me and it freaks me out. So, no real light AND I never have any idea what the weather is doing. I would like to note here that it is currently snowing outside and I had no idea except for the fact that my boss went to the bathroom and told me that it was snowing. But, on an upnote, WE ARE MOVING!!! I made some calls and drove around and found a few places and looked at one at the edge of town that was okay. Today we looked at a second space not far from ours, but better parking, better location, WAY WAY nicer rooms and setup. So, my immediate boss took our next up boss to look at it after lunch and she loves it too, so she's going to talk to her partner (my third boss) and probably move in February sometime. The landlord is leaving this weekend to go to Florida for a week, so we may not be able to sign a lease, but I got ahold of a layout drawing so I could play with how to put things in if I wanted . . . which I may do considering that it is snowing right now and I will likely refuse to leave my house until morning once I get there tonight.
Well, Yahoo for the moving and Welcome to my newest loyal reader. This should also be taken as a hint for any other loyal readers to leave me a comment and say HI and let me know that you like to read Laughing Mouse's most recent excapades. (Yes, I'm aware that's spelled wrong, hopefully it's funny or at least visually interesting
)I'm off to the movie store to get something to watch tonight in spite of the fact that i now have taped CSI:Miami, Commander In Chief-part 2, two episodes of Starting Over, CSI from last night, another episode of Starting Over from today AND my friend Staci has Criminal Minds and CSI:NY from Weds night for me. . . hmmmmm, maybe I should rethink the movie store . . . .
 nope, probably going anyway. My boss tells me that The 40-year-old Virgin is very funny.Someone remind me someday to tell you about my aunt's job who does the sweatshirts and stuff. January 19 Speaking of part-time jobsOkay, so I haven't been speaking of part-time jobs, but I did tell a friend last night that I was sorta looking. Actually I have been looking for something full-time clerical for a few months to replace my part-time clerical job and get me mucho mas cashola and hopefully benefits. I've been reading a variety of things lately and I think I've decided to develop some loyalty and stick with this company unless I get that "booming voice from the sky" telling me to move on. So, in lieu if living in my parents basement (i know, it's pathetic, don't remind me) for 3 more years to pay them back the money I owe them I am considering focusing my search into part-time jobs I could do in addition to this job. Why you might ask? First because of the loyalty thing. True loyalty is VERY rare in our world. I would like to be a person of loyalty and integrity. In addition, I like this job. Truly, I do. I love my boss, well bosses. It's not bad paying, it's just not enough since it's part-time. But I have no problem with the company or my job, so why leave? Just for the money? Seems untrue to myself to do that. So, here I stay. So, I told my friend last night that I was pretty sure this was my new plan.
Then, I get up this morning and check my cell phone that I left in my purse and I apparently missed a phone call last night. Very odd for me since I check my phone constantly, but somehow checked it at like 815 and then not again until this morning. Well, I check the voicemail and there is a message from a local video store that is expanding and looking to hire all positions for their new stores. So, I called back this mornin gand I have an interview on Monday at 430, even after my day job!!
Now, a funny thing about this, I told my boss this morning that i had an interview and she made this "not-quite-a-groan, definitely-not-excited" noise and I said, "BUT, I wouldn't have to quit." Her whole face lit up and she said "Oh, YEAH!!" She's so funny. Made me laugh.
Second funny thing. I made up a joke yesterday. I was walking around my house in these shoes that I don't like because they used to squeak and it drove me crazy. So, I said to my mom "I HATE these shoes!"
Why?
Because they squeak . . .
ask me why they squeak
Why?
Because they have a MOUSE in them!!!
HA HA HA HA HA
She and I were both pretty amused by it. As were my other friends that I told. My dad on the other hand, just groaned, which actually is kind of a good sign.
Last funny thing for today and it's not nearly as good as the shoes joke. I was driving home from work last week and I was sitting at a stoplight when I saw this guy riding a bike down the road. But, the guy was like 28 and the bike looked like a 7-year-olds Christmas present, seriously, he was WAY oversized on it. Which would have been amusing enough, but then I look past him at the oncoming traffic also waiting for the light to change and I notice these two women in the front seat of a minivan laughing VERY hard and looking at that guy. I had to laugh at myself, because I see these things that I think are funny and I think "I should put that on my site, that's too funny" but then I'm never sure if it's really funny or if I just think it's funny. this, clearly was actually funny. I will admit it was probably only funny if you could see it, but it was still funny. More humor to be posted soon . . . I hope . . . January 16 Take THIS quiz!Okay, so I was reading this article on grammar on MSN and it has one example of bad grammar is malapropism, which is exchanging one word for an incorrect word that sounds the same, conscious (aware of your surroundings) vs conscience (guilty voice in your head telling you how BAD you were). So, it has a quiz you can take to figure out how good at this you are. So, I'm all proud and cocky thinking I'm going to do GREAT on this quiz 'cause I'm great at spelling and words etc. So, I took it and I only got 6/10. Now, I will warn you that #5 is wrong. If you click on the right answer it scores it wrong. BUT, the description of why it's right or wrong tells you that you chose the right one. So, anyway, so take this quiz and tell me how YOU did!! January 13 Talking about Inside the male mind Found this amusing and interesting. See what you think! Quote Inside the male mind The audacitySometimes I just have to use big words just to show off how smart I am and test the level of other people's intelligence.
 Anyway, I went to the bank yesterday to deposit my paycheck (Woo hoo, MONEY!) and the drive-up only had two lanes open and they were already 3 deep. So, I parked and went in. Always faster. So, as I'm walking in there is this guy a couple yards in front of me and i can see he's carrying something and it looks like a dog. And I think to myself.
"Self, did a vet move into the building somewhere? Why would he bring his dog in? There must be something special (odd) going on here."
So, I go inside and I go to get in line for a teller and who is standing in front of me but "guy-with-a-dog." Now, I will admit that it was a little dog, a pug, and it was kind of cute, BUT STILL!!! It's a CREDIT UNION!! The dog couldn't stay in the car for 10 minutes??
So, the teller, a sorta cranky-ish girl I've gotten before, said something about him bringing in his dog and he was like "Isn't he cute!" Ummm, no, not that cute thanks. So, she says something about not being a dog person and I think something else about not bringing dogs into public places like that and the guy actually said, I heard it myself,
"But, you haven't met MY dog yet."
Um, okay, whatever, how in the world does that matter. If I am deathly allergic to dogs or I simply hate all dogs because they're dirty and gross (which I, personally don't, but as an example) then it doesn't matter to me how cute or loving or smart or well-behaved your dog is. It's still a dog! And it's not 100 degrees outside, nor is it 10 degrees outside where there is actual risk of harm to the dog. Plus, IT'S A DOG!!! It's not like a child that you can get picked up by police for leaving in the car! So, I was just more than a little baffled that this guy actually had the audacity to just bring his dog into the credit union with him.
So, he leaves and I am the next person and I get the same teller and she takes out these clorox wipes and wipes down the counter with them. Now, the gross factor hadn't occurred to me before she pulled those out, but let me tell you, I certainly appreciated her thoughtfulness and attention to avoiding the gross-ness of an unknown dogs unknown body parts being on the counter immediately previous to my visit. Then as I'm standing there she looks over at the door and sees one of her co-workers fawning over the dog and makes a comment about "oh, sure, of course she loves that dog." Well, yes, because no matter where you are or what you're doing there is always going to be a dog person that is offended when you tell them that dogs are gross and I don't want any part of a gross dog to be on top of my credit union counter before I get up there to use it. Or after I use it for that matter.
But, what are you going to do. Dog-lovers the world over would hate me for this post, but I just thought it was ridiculous that you can't smoke almost anywhere any more but this turd can take his dog anywhere he wants with him.
Okay, I'm done ranting.  January 10 Wonder if this worksOK, so I've seen other bloggers do this and I've decided to give it a shot.
I've seen bloggers whine and beg for gifts from their readers. So, I thoght I'd put out an explicit request. I want to note that this is not likely to be answered by my four loyal readers (HI Mandy!!) Or at least 2-3 of them. Sarah could, but I don't think she probably would be able to. But, in case anyone ever wants to buy me anything to cheer me up or anything check out my Stalker-riffic list. I have wishlists's on Amazon, one on Torrid.com and I would happily take anything from Bath & Body Works that is scented Moonlight Path.
What brought on this request (see: Begging) you might ask? I was sitting here watching Alias, 3rd season I think and I was thinking "God, I wish I had these box sets so that I could watch them from start to finish." See that's because Alias has ben picked up in syndication or whatever and it's shown a couple of times on cable networks. But never in order, not even the same seasons. So, I wish I had the Alias box sets and the LOST box set and a ton of other stuff. So, since I'm sitting at home, close to the toilet, feeling pseudo-sick and not quite wel enough to be running around, feel sorry for me!
 Buy presents for me!!  I know it will make me feel better AND I'm sure it will help me get better faster!!  [Note: Yes, Sarah I am talking about you. I only have 4 loyal readers and you are one of them, Ms. REAL Princess Sarah. I should probably also note here that my initial prediction was that Angelina was pregnant with Jenny Shmizu's child. I realize that technically that's not possible, but the humor value is WAY higher than it being Pitt's kid. And, although the kid may have won the genetic lottery, s/he will NEVER EVER get a "normal" life to any degree in any way shape or form.]I've been slapped with a memeWhat were you doing 10 years ago?
~~Getting excited about graduating high school. Almost gives away my age, but then again, my age is in my profile so that's no real secret. What were you doing 1 year ago?
~~Still learning my current job. Trying to dig myself out of the last vestiges of a hole o' depression. Praising God and Five snacks I enjoy: 1) Hostess Cupcakes, always #1 on my list.
Five songs to which I know all the lyrics:
1) Most of the choruses we sing at church Five things I would do if I were a millionaire: 2) Buy myself (and probably my sister) a nice conservative home here in town. 3) Donate a large portion to my church and a few other ministries and hopefully build an addition onto the church. 4) Create an account that would pay me enough that I could live off of it for a very long time and keep my part-time job that I enjoy 5) A new wardrobe Five bad habits: Five things I like doing: Five things I would never wear, buy or get new again: 2) Smock for work 3) Stirrup pants 4) too short, permed, frizzy, Q-tip style hair (See 5th grade) 5) anything on credit that I can't pay off immediately Five favorite toys: Now for the good part: • waitress dreams
January 05 What in the world would posses you. . .Okay, so I can be a little celebrity obsessed from time to time. It's weird usually. Like one day I get "obsessed" with finding pictures of Katie Holmes pregnant. I found some and I would link to them but I don't remember where they were. Some days I get obsessed with finding pictures of George Eads, Michael Shanks, or any other given hottie. But, today I decided I wanted to see recent pictures of Angelina Jolie and decide for myself if she is in fact pregnant even though every less than respectable news agency is reporting that she is AND that she had a "secret" ultrasound. Which, by the way, Secret? From who? From her? How exactly does one do that? How does someone get you on a table next to a big machine, get enough of you clothes moved out of the way to squirt cold gel on your belly and rub a thing around on it? How can that possibly be a secret unless you're in a coma!! Okay, I know, supposed to be secret from everyone else, but my thoughts were much funnier, don't you agree?
Anyway, I went on the google hunt for pics of Angelina pregnant. I found a fansite and then I found this picture and I had to post it for all the rest of the world (or at least my 3 loyal readers) to see.
Okay, what exactly is wrong with this picture, you might ask. First Angelina is the only one who looks remotely "normal." The guy in the middle LOOKS like he's on a photo shoot. Okay, I get that this is totally a photo op, BUT do you have to look like the cheesy guy on that cell phone commercial who tells the construction workers to "smile witcha eyes." Then there's Meryl. I've never understood people's obsession with her. Maybe it's because I'm too young to appreciate her body of work, but the only "work" I can remember her in was the one where she's undead with Bette Midler, and is/was married to Bruce Willis. There is a scene where she gets a shotgun to the gun and stands there with a big hole in her middle. Now, seriously, how can you take an actress seriously when that's the only thing i can think of when I see her?! What's worse, I know this is a benefit and I'm guessing maybe it wasn't in Hollywood, but what in the world would possess you to ever put on an outfit like this one?? I mean seriously, rayon, elastic top, off the shoulder flowered top? Why would you ever leave the house in that? Who are your friends that allow you to leave the house in that ridiculous top? Worse, who was the stylist who said it looked good! Speaking of stylists, you clearly did your own hair, because, again, why would you leave the house going to a benefit where you KNOW you are going to get numerous pictures taken and have your hair look like that!! I've only left my house with crazy hair to take the trash out or return a movie at midnight. And there is NO reason for anyone to ever follow me around to take a picture, so I'm in no danger of looking quite this ridiculous.
As a side note, I think from this picture she clearly has something in the oven, I certainly hope it's a baby and not the beginnings of a 60-pound tumor. Especially if you compare it to her black slinky at the Mr. & Mrs. Smith premier.
Okay, so side by side they don't look a ton different, but that's the lighting! I swear!! The black is leather AND it's dark outside! But, I still see it. Even if you don't!
 January 04 Pray hardI believe in praying hard whenever you're praying. But, I especially want to say that I am praying hard for the Miner's families in West Virginia. I have seen posts and comments on a couple of sites about just not using fossil fuels and people calling coal miners idiots. That has NO place right now. Find the right forum to have that say. Do not use this tragedy to try to "raise awareness." These families have plenty of awareness and what they need right now is comfort, peace, love, patience, compassion and help. Do not use this tragedy and horrible "miscommunication" to further your own cause. Remember what your mother taught you
"If you can't say something nice . . .
THEN DON'T SAY ANYTHING AT ALL."
My prayer for the families:
Lord, I pray that you would wrap your loving arms of comfort around each and every member of every family that lost a loved one this week. I pray that you would extend that love and comfort to all of their friends and neighbors and every life that has been forever changed by this tragedy. I pray that you would be their vindicator and that YOU would bring the truth to light. I pray for future safety for anyone who has to go into a mine today or tomorrow or the next day. I pray that you would answer anyone who cries out to you "Why God?" I ask that if there is anything any of us can do that you would show us and help us to have the courage to do whatever it is. Lord, please cover all these people in your grace and protection. Amen.
If you want to watch Video of the broadcasts you can go here to see video. January 03 "Horrifying Accident" in NYAlthough the story itself is "horrifying" the woman's comment at the end is ironically amusing. The story is about a man in New York who was thrown from the horse drawn carriage he was driving when the horse spooked and bolted. Apparently he was caught on something and drug around or something because someone is quoted as saying "there was blood all over the place."
Now, this is a horrible story and I truly feel for the man thrown from the carriage as well as two men injured in a station wagon that the horse crashed into. However, my nomination for "Thank-you-Captain-Obvious" Idiot of the week goes to: Jasna Tomasevic.
She was visiting from Florida and eating inside a restaurant near the accident. In this article she is quoted as saying:
"This is really not something which I want to see,"
REALLY??? Why not?! Watching some horrible accident was just what I had in mind when I went to Perkins a few weeks ago. I was sadly disappointed, no accident to watch while I eat my spaghetti and meatballs. Well, no kidding genius!!! I wouldn't want to watch some guy get thrown from a carriage and then the horse run around like mad until he crashes into a buick! Thank you for stating the obvious, giving me something to post about, and something that made me go "hmmmmmmmm." |
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