Drink Responsibly and .......................
Thursday, December 31, 2009
A little piece of Advice
So It's New Year's Eve and let me tell ya I am ready to put 2009 behind me....so as you are getting your drink on tonight ringing in the new year take this little piece of advice.................
Drink Responsibly and .......................
Drink Responsibly and .......................
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Santa you suck
So my blogger buddy Doug over at Doug's Daily Gripes posted his traditional letter to Santa this year which was of course like all his posts was freaking hilarious. Click on the link and go read it people, it's funny. Anyway it got me thinking.....if this is what Doug sounds like as an adult writing to Santa.........what would he sound like as a child?...............well I think it'd sound a bit like this......
Make a decision already
I have this bad habit of angonizing over stupid stuff, especially when it comes to decorating my house. I guess you'd say I have a rather formal taste when it comes to decorating but making decisions about changing the slightest thing puts me in a panic. Last year I just put up new drapes in my music room and formal front room, that in its self was a huge step for me. I had been contemplating changing out those drapes since the first day I moved into this house, it only took me nearly half a decade to find the right ones. Ugh! I don't know why these kind of decisions just seem to kill me, make a decision already!
Anyway, I've been thinking about my living room furniture lately. Now I spent some good green about oh 6 years ago on two six foot sofas. Bought them from a local furniture shop that had a good reputation for selling quality stuff that lasts and bought them in a chennele fabic that they swore was the most durable fabric on the market. And I have to say it's worked out good but I can see in the near future that I'm going to want something different so it's time to start looking now, cuz as I said It will take an eternity for me to make my mind up on what kind and style I want.....I am a bit fond of those new lounge sectionals you know the kind with the one end thats longer than the rest of couch...yeah I could definately see me parking my ass on one of those and not moving for hours.
Anyway, I've been thinking about my living room furniture lately. Now I spent some good green about oh 6 years ago on two six foot sofas. Bought them from a local furniture shop that had a good reputation for selling quality stuff that lasts and bought them in a chennele fabic that they swore was the most durable fabric on the market. And I have to say it's worked out good but I can see in the near future that I'm going to want something different so it's time to start looking now, cuz as I said It will take an eternity for me to make my mind up on what kind and style I want.....I am a bit fond of those new lounge sectionals you know the kind with the one end thats longer than the rest of couch...yeah I could definately see me parking my ass on one of those and not moving for hours.
Sunday, December 27, 2009
If you are going to waste some time anyways, you might as well..............
Ok guys, I know a lot of you surf the web during down time at work so why don't cha check out this website when you are goofing off next time...yes I am talking about you Doug....anyway go to Freerice.com and earn some grains of rice to feed the hungy world wide. But I have to warn you....it's addictive!
It is a non-profit website that donates grains of rice to the hungry around the world in exchange for your FREE participation in their vocabulary trivia. This website was started in 2007 by a man named, John Breen. United Nations World Food Program (WFP) has since taken over the website and it runs completely non-profit.
When you go FreeRice.com, there is a vocabulary word and four possible definitions. Simply click on the definition that you think describes the word and if you are correct, ten grains of rice are donated to the WFP. If you are wrong, it simply goes to the next question and will go back to the question you answered incorrectly later. The correct answer is shown after each question, so if you get it wrong, you can pick the correct answer later. All grains of rice are donated to the WFP on behalf of the sponsors that advertise on the FreeRice.com website.
If vocab isn't your thing, go to the "Subjects" tab and choose another category like: math, chemistry, art or geography. There are also different languages to choose from too, so if you want to sharpen your Spanish, French, German or Italian, you can donate free grains of rice by enhancing your foreign vocabulary at the same time.
Although ten grains of rice per correct answer might not seem like a lot, think about how much rice could be donated if everyone introduced someone to FreeRice.com. It's absolutely free to play and the rice is being donated to needy, hungry people around the world. Everyone can benefit from visiting this non-profit website and feel good that they are going some good too! So go on , click the link I know ya want to.
It is a non-profit website that donates grains of rice to the hungry around the world in exchange for your FREE participation in their vocabulary trivia. This website was started in 2007 by a man named, John Breen. United Nations World Food Program (WFP) has since taken over the website and it runs completely non-profit.
When you go FreeRice.com, there is a vocabulary word and four possible definitions. Simply click on the definition that you think describes the word and if you are correct, ten grains of rice are donated to the WFP. If you are wrong, it simply goes to the next question and will go back to the question you answered incorrectly later. The correct answer is shown after each question, so if you get it wrong, you can pick the correct answer later. All grains of rice are donated to the WFP on behalf of the sponsors that advertise on the FreeRice.com website.
If vocab isn't your thing, go to the "Subjects" tab and choose another category like: math, chemistry, art or geography. There are also different languages to choose from too, so if you want to sharpen your Spanish, French, German or Italian, you can donate free grains of rice by enhancing your foreign vocabulary at the same time.
Although ten grains of rice per correct answer might not seem like a lot, think about how much rice could be donated if everyone introduced someone to FreeRice.com. It's absolutely free to play and the rice is being donated to needy, hungry people around the world. Everyone can benefit from visiting this non-profit website and feel good that they are going some good too! So go on , click the link I know ya want to.
Saturday, December 26, 2009
Friday, December 25, 2009
I don't remember it being this exhausting
So I recently spent some time with a one year old and unfortunately the house we were at wasn't exactly baby proofed. After I found him in the bathroom emptying out the contents under the cabinet....you know all those fun things to play with like toilet bowl cleaner, windex, and oh every baby's favorite spray air freshner...and this was all before I caught him playing in the toilet ...the water was clean but still uck.
So instead of just letting the little tyke aimlessly wander around the house hand picking out all the toxic waste that seems so appealing I started closing some door and using the containment method. You know keep thim in one room and watch em like a hawk. Of course that only works for so long . So Needless to say the house needs baby proofing so time to look into some quality baby proofing products like child safety locks and baby gates. Especially for that damn toilet! .
So instead of just letting the little tyke aimlessly wander around the house hand picking out all the toxic waste that seems so appealing I started closing some door and using the containment method. You know keep thim in one room and watch em like a hawk. Of course that only works for so long . So Needless to say the house needs baby proofing so time to look into some quality baby proofing products like child safety locks and baby gates. Especially for that damn toilet! .
Homework means do it at Home
Unfortunately because of the raised expectations of the state standards many of the parents can’t help their kids because they don’t have the skills to do so. When this is the situation online Algebra help can be helpful. You can find some free online math help out there which is fine if you just need occasional help here and there.
But if you need more substantial Algebra 2 help you can use an online math tutor. In these scenarios the student works one on one with a tutor in a web environment on their home computer. Using a virtual whiteboard both the tutor and the student converse and work out problems together. A nice way to find some online math answers for yourself or you child without the hassle of searching all over the place for it.
Monday, December 21, 2009
One Rung at a time
There is a theory that I studied extensively in college, Maslow’s Hierachy of Needs. This theory contends that as an individuals basic needs are met, they seek to move up or satisfy higher needs within the hierarchy. The basic concept is that the higher needs in this hierarchy only come into focus once all the needs that are lower down in the pyramid are mainly or entirely satisfied. Self growth creates an upward movement in the hierarchy, whereas regressive behavior pushes needs further down the hierarchy.
I'd like to believe that people that you connect with help you along all levels of the Maslow's Hierarchy of Needs, including the ultimate goal of self-actualization. When you simply aren't able to communicate with someone on a fundamental level, be it language or difference of beliefs or opinions or personality, it completely undermines your ability to achieve the last level or two of needs.
Sooner or later, you feel like you're missing something, and you feel empty or inadequate. Be it your faith or that connection you have with people, or that burning desire to find your own place in the world, I think that the people I get along with the best make all levels of the pyramid seem within reach.
Maybe it'd be easier to think of it like ladders going up the pyramid. Each person you meet is a ladder of a different height. The ladders of the people you truly connect with are a lot taller and oftentimes seemingly insurmountable. To get where that ladder will take you seems precarious and risky. But you know it can take you higher up than the shorter ladders you've been climbing.
When you've fallen off of a high ladder, you're wary of climbing up another one whose top you can't see. You settle for small ladders and you get to the top and realize you probably could have gotten that far on your own. And those people serve their purpose, don’t get me wrong, but I really feel that for the most part very few people really “get me”.
As humans, we're bound to slip now and then. Tonight I looked down and was unnerved by how high up the ladder I was going. The journey up the high ladders is seldom easy, otherwise we'd all be doing it all the time. There is a quote that goes "I never said it would be easy, I only said that it would be worth it."
It may take you longer than you had hoped, but every rung higher is a step closer. It may be treacherous at times, and you will feel that you can't go on, but you have to have faith that the solid foundation that you built will hold. That the journey you've embarked upon is worthwhile. Life isn't just about the destination, but the journey. And you should enjoy every ambiguous step and not be in such a rush as to miss out on what is unfolding around you.
I'd like to believe that people that you connect with help you along all levels of the Maslow's Hierarchy of Needs, including the ultimate goal of self-actualization. When you simply aren't able to communicate with someone on a fundamental level, be it language or difference of beliefs or opinions or personality, it completely undermines your ability to achieve the last level or two of needs.
Sooner or later, you feel like you're missing something, and you feel empty or inadequate. Be it your faith or that connection you have with people, or that burning desire to find your own place in the world, I think that the people I get along with the best make all levels of the pyramid seem within reach.
Maybe it'd be easier to think of it like ladders going up the pyramid. Each person you meet is a ladder of a different height. The ladders of the people you truly connect with are a lot taller and oftentimes seemingly insurmountable. To get where that ladder will take you seems precarious and risky. But you know it can take you higher up than the shorter ladders you've been climbing.
When you've fallen off of a high ladder, you're wary of climbing up another one whose top you can't see. You settle for small ladders and you get to the top and realize you probably could have gotten that far on your own. And those people serve their purpose, don’t get me wrong, but I really feel that for the most part very few people really “get me”.
As humans, we're bound to slip now and then. Tonight I looked down and was unnerved by how high up the ladder I was going. The journey up the high ladders is seldom easy, otherwise we'd all be doing it all the time. There is a quote that goes "I never said it would be easy, I only said that it would be worth it."
It may take you longer than you had hoped, but every rung higher is a step closer. It may be treacherous at times, and you will feel that you can't go on, but you have to have faith that the solid foundation that you built will hold. That the journey you've embarked upon is worthwhile. Life isn't just about the destination, but the journey. And you should enjoy every ambiguous step and not be in such a rush as to miss out on what is unfolding around you.
Things that make you go hummmm
If you yelled for 8 years, 7 months and 6 days you would have
produced enough sound energy to heat one cup of coffee.
(Hardly seems worth it.)
If you farted consistently for 6 years and 9 months, enough gas is
produced to create the energy of an atomic bomb.
(Now that's more like it!)
The human heart creates enough pressure when it pumps out to the
body to squirt blood 30 feet.
( O.M.G.)
A pig's orgasm lasts 30 minutes.
(In my next life, I want to be a pig.)
A cockroach will live nine days without its head before it starves
to death. (Creepy.)
(I'm still not over the pig.)
Banging your head against a wall uses 150 calories a hour
(Don't try this at home, maybe at work)
The male praying mantis cannot copulate while its head is attached
its body. The female initiates sex by ripping the male's head off.
(Honey, I'm home. What the FUCK!)
The flea can jump 350 times its body length. It's like a human
jumping the length of a football field.
(30 minutes..lucky pig! Can you imagine?)
The catfish has over 27,000 taste buds.
(What could be so tasty on the bottom of a pond?)
Some lions mate over 50 times a day.
(I still want to be a pig in my next life...quality over quantity)
Butterflies taste with their feet.
(Something I always wanted to know.)
The strongest muscle in the body is the tongue. (Hmmmmmm.....)
Right-handed people live, on average, nine years longer than
left-handed people.
(If you're ambidextrous, do you split the difference?)
Elephants are the only animals that cannot jump.
(Okay, so that would be a good thing)
A cat's urine glows under a black light.
(I wonder who was paid to figure that out?)
An ostrich's eye is bigger than its brain.
(I know some people like that.)
Starfish have no brains
(I know some people like that too.)
Polar bears are left-handed.
(If they switch, they'll live a lot longer)
Humans and dolphins are the only species that have sex for pleasure.
(That's not what the pig claims!!)
produced enough sound energy to heat one cup of coffee.
(Hardly seems worth it.)
If you farted consistently for 6 years and 9 months, enough gas is
produced to create the energy of an atomic bomb.
(Now that's more like it!)
The human heart creates enough pressure when it pumps out to the
body to squirt blood 30 feet.
( O.M.G.)
A pig's orgasm lasts 30 minutes.
(In my next life, I want to be a pig.)
A cockroach will live nine days without its head before it starves
to death. (Creepy.)
(I'm still not over the pig.)
Banging your head against a wall uses 150 calories a hour
(Don't try this at home, maybe at work)
The male praying mantis cannot copulate while its head is attached
its body. The female initiates sex by ripping the male's head off.
(Honey, I'm home. What the FUCK!)
The flea can jump 350 times its body length. It's like a human
jumping the length of a football field.
(30 minutes..lucky pig! Can you imagine?)
The catfish has over 27,000 taste buds.
(What could be so tasty on the bottom of a pond?)
Some lions mate over 50 times a day.
(I still want to be a pig in my next life...quality over quantity)
Butterflies taste with their feet.
(Something I always wanted to know.)
The strongest muscle in the body is the tongue. (Hmmmmmm.....)
Right-handed people live, on average, nine years longer than
left-handed people.
(If you're ambidextrous, do you split the difference?)
Elephants are the only animals that cannot jump.
(Okay, so that would be a good thing)
A cat's urine glows under a black light.
(I wonder who was paid to figure that out?)
An ostrich's eye is bigger than its brain.
(I know some people like that.)
Starfish have no brains
(I know some people like that too.)
Polar bears are left-handed.
(If they switch, they'll live a lot longer)
Humans and dolphins are the only species that have sex for pleasure.
(That's not what the pig claims!!)
Sunday, December 20, 2009
Ten Things
So it’s Saturday night, well actually early Sunday morning and I made the mistake of drinking a diet pepsi max way too late in the evening. So I am wide awake and well I have decided to troll the internet for more people to recruit as readers for my blog…just kidding, hell I couldn’t give away free tickets to this freak show called my life.
So here’s the latest topic I am going to attempt to explore. I will list ten things I wish I could say to ten people, but I know I don’t have to courage to say. But I won’t say who the things are about. You may say what’s the point then, well I guess it’s a lesson in reflection in hopes I can say them sooner than later. And well hell this is my blog so work with me while I introspect would ya?
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You are my oldest friend, we have been attached at the hip for what seems a life time…and as much as I love your ass I envy what you have, what you so easily and willingly discarded. One thing I can never have and the one thing you are so afraid to claim.
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I have said from the beginning that our friendship was unique, well indescribable, and that other’s just wouldn’t understand it. The awesome thing about it is that you feel the same way. It will just be one of those unexplainable things that the average person will never understand. We have had our ups and downs in this friendship and our share of hurt feelings, and you come back again and again regardless, I can’t understand why…why you would put up with my insecurities and hurtful ways…..but love you for doing it. I am very sorry about that incident, of not trusting you…you gave me no reason not to, and I let the evil side of me win when there was no good reason for it.
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You never fail to make me laugh, I don’t think there has been a day since we met where you didn’t. You are always there and always available to “listen”, that means the world to me and I love you for that!……I am so proud of how far you have come in the past 3 years, you’ve taken control of your life and you fight the good fight every day. As proud as I am of you, you should be even prouder.
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All I ever wanted was for you to be happy, you seem to be now, and that is all I can ask for.
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I struggle to forgive you daily for the pain that you inflicted on me. The innocence you stole, the confidence you broke. But I am finally fighting back, for over twenty five years you have haunted me, tortured my thoughts, defined my existence. But no longer will I allow you sick presence in my mind; I am taking back control of my life. It may take another twenty five years but I will be the victor in the end and you will just be a shell of a sick twisted son of a bitch who will have to eternally deal with your sin. God have mercy on your soul.
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Sweetie you are so blessed to have had a dad like you did. He would move mountains for you, and you were the joy of his life. I know it breaks your heart he's still not with you, as I am sure it broke his heart to have to leave this earth way too soon. Make him proud, he sure was proud of you.
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I am not the same person I was a year ago, you should know that, I am stronger, and continue to work toward the goal of being whole........thank you for helping me take that first baby step.
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Thank you for telling me you needed me as a friend that night I held a handful of sleeping pills in my hand....you helped save my life that night....and although you have chosen to step away, nothing will change what you gave me that night.........hope.
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I have always wished you would talk to me more, share how you feel, think, that some how we could have bonded more. I always felt that I somehow was a disappointment to you, you never said that but it is how I feel/felt. Your friends would tell me how you always brag about me, how proud you are of me, but I never heard it from you. Funny it should be enough, but it isn’t. I know you love me and are proud of me, I just wish you would have told me. It’s not too late to start.
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I know it will happen one day, that you won’t be there, and that scares the hell out of me. I am not ready to let go of you, not now it’s not your time…but what I am really afraid of is that I will never be ready, and the time I wasted being defiant, and rebellious just seems foolish now. Sometimes I wish I could turn back the clock, I know I would approach our relationship differently. I don’t want to have regrets any longer.
So here’s the latest topic I am going to attempt to explore. I will list ten things I wish I could say to ten people, but I know I don’t have to courage to say. But I won’t say who the things are about. You may say what’s the point then, well I guess it’s a lesson in reflection in hopes I can say them sooner than later. And well hell this is my blog so work with me while I introspect would ya?
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You are my oldest friend, we have been attached at the hip for what seems a life time…and as much as I love your ass I envy what you have, what you so easily and willingly discarded. One thing I can never have and the one thing you are so afraid to claim.
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I have said from the beginning that our friendship was unique, well indescribable, and that other’s just wouldn’t understand it. The awesome thing about it is that you feel the same way. It will just be one of those unexplainable things that the average person will never understand. We have had our ups and downs in this friendship and our share of hurt feelings, and you come back again and again regardless, I can’t understand why…why you would put up with my insecurities and hurtful ways…..but love you for doing it. I am very sorry about that incident, of not trusting you…you gave me no reason not to, and I let the evil side of me win when there was no good reason for it.
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You never fail to make me laugh, I don’t think there has been a day since we met where you didn’t. You are always there and always available to “listen”, that means the world to me and I love you for that!……I am so proud of how far you have come in the past 3 years, you’ve taken control of your life and you fight the good fight every day. As proud as I am of you, you should be even prouder.
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All I ever wanted was for you to be happy, you seem to be now, and that is all I can ask for.
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I struggle to forgive you daily for the pain that you inflicted on me. The innocence you stole, the confidence you broke. But I am finally fighting back, for over twenty five years you have haunted me, tortured my thoughts, defined my existence. But no longer will I allow you sick presence in my mind; I am taking back control of my life. It may take another twenty five years but I will be the victor in the end and you will just be a shell of a sick twisted son of a bitch who will have to eternally deal with your sin. God have mercy on your soul.
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Sweetie you are so blessed to have had a dad like you did. He would move mountains for you, and you were the joy of his life. I know it breaks your heart he's still not with you, as I am sure it broke his heart to have to leave this earth way too soon. Make him proud, he sure was proud of you.
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I am not the same person I was a year ago, you should know that, I am stronger, and continue to work toward the goal of being whole........thank you for helping me take that first baby step.
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Thank you for telling me you needed me as a friend that night I held a handful of sleeping pills in my hand....you helped save my life that night....and although you have chosen to step away, nothing will change what you gave me that night.........hope.
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I have always wished you would talk to me more, share how you feel, think, that some how we could have bonded more. I always felt that I somehow was a disappointment to you, you never said that but it is how I feel/felt. Your friends would tell me how you always brag about me, how proud you are of me, but I never heard it from you. Funny it should be enough, but it isn’t. I know you love me and are proud of me, I just wish you would have told me. It’s not too late to start.
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I know it will happen one day, that you won’t be there, and that scares the hell out of me. I am not ready to let go of you, not now it’s not your time…but what I am really afraid of is that I will never be ready, and the time I wasted being defiant, and rebellious just seems foolish now. Sometimes I wish I could turn back the clock, I know I would approach our relationship differently. I don’t want to have regrets any longer.
Um I got nothing
You know when you are asked those stupid questions by your teachers in Geography class ....wait I'm one of those stupid teachers now. Anyway, the clique "If you could travel anywhere in the world where would you go?" Honestly I hated that question so much I'd just rattle off the first country that came to mind that started with an A, Argentina. Not that I knew where the place even existed but it answered the question and got the teacher off my back. And well it sounded smarter than Australia. To this day I can't think of a single place I would want to go when ever I am asked that question.
So just for kicks let's take a look see to see exactly what Traveling to Argentina could offer. Well If I'm gonna go all the way there I might as well go to the capital and check out Hotels in Buenos Aires. Hotels in El Calafate might be an option also. So it all looks great, exotic, and interesting....but what's the cost? Suprizingly it's pretty affordable considering the distance. Seemed so more extravent and expensive as a third grader, who knew.
So just for kicks let's take a look see to see exactly what Traveling to Argentina could offer. Well If I'm gonna go all the way there I might as well go to the capital and check out Hotels in Buenos Aires. Hotels in El Calafate might be an option also. So it all looks great, exotic, and interesting....but what's the cost? Suprizingly it's pretty affordable considering the distance. Seemed so more extravent and expensive as a third grader, who knew.
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
I was gone before you cleared your throat
You told me I was a hurricane, once; sucking people up out of their lives like frogs from their cool, happy creekbeds and dropping them, shaken, somewhere hopeful and bright.
You told me I felt as natural as rain, like soap on your damp body. You said I left you cool but sweet; I was proud of the traces of me on your skin.
You watched my eyes burn but didn't tell me I was beautiful. I forgot what to do when a man doesn't say that. Each day you cleared your throat and didn't say it
I blinked and began to believe I was gone. You called me a contradiction one day, pointing out in my hair the chewed pencil that held it, then breathing softly on the silver and diamonds embedded proudly in each of my ears.
You said I spoke like a shotgun at three in the morning after our talk left me pale and raw, and I envied your aim; your sharpshooter hand so steady it almost didn't hurt as I bled birdshot words.
You watched my eyes burn but didn't tell me I was beautiful.I forgot what to do when a man doesn't say that. Each day you blinked, cleared your throat and didn't say it drove me closer and closer to gone.
You watched my eyes burn. For you I was beautiful, but I'd forgotten what to do when a man says that. That day I didn't blink, and when you finally said it I was gone before you cleared your throat.
You told me I felt as natural as rain, like soap on your damp body. You said I left you cool but sweet; I was proud of the traces of me on your skin.
You watched my eyes burn but didn't tell me I was beautiful. I forgot what to do when a man doesn't say that. Each day you cleared your throat and didn't say it
I blinked and began to believe I was gone. You called me a contradiction one day, pointing out in my hair the chewed pencil that held it, then breathing softly on the silver and diamonds embedded proudly in each of my ears.
You said I spoke like a shotgun at three in the morning after our talk left me pale and raw, and I envied your aim; your sharpshooter hand so steady it almost didn't hurt as I bled birdshot words.
You watched my eyes burn but didn't tell me I was beautiful.I forgot what to do when a man doesn't say that. Each day you blinked, cleared your throat and didn't say it drove me closer and closer to gone.
You watched my eyes burn. For you I was beautiful, but I'd forgotten what to do when a man says that. That day I didn't blink, and when you finally said it I was gone before you cleared your throat.
Finally a sign that things are improving
It's kinda good to know that this year is almost over, because financialy in this state it's pretty much sucked. But there are a few glimmers of hope trickling through. A couple of the big three are actually reinstating things like raises, yeah not something we've seen here for a while. They are also bringing back the investing options and matching programs, some extra money you can use to invest in your future. But if you’re like me you don’t know a whole lot about online trading and need some resources to fall back on.
Firstrade offers low cost and high standards and was named in 2005 as the Best Deal in online stock trading. Their website is user friendly and offers investment guide information , financial calculators, free dividend reinvestment and low commission fees.
If you want to get your feet wet and start investing you’d be pretty hard pressed to find another online broker that can offer an many options and products as this company while still charging low commissions.
Firstrade offers low cost and high standards and was named in 2005 as the Best Deal in online stock trading. Their website is user friendly and offers investment guide information , financial calculators, free dividend reinvestment and low commission fees.
If you want to get your feet wet and start investing you’d be pretty hard pressed to find another online broker that can offer an many options and products as this company while still charging low commissions.
Sunday, December 13, 2009
The things we do for love.....or not
I am a huge House fan, and Sunday nights I tend to watch a few episodes I've DVR'd and get my fix of Greg House. So I can't remember the name of this particular episode but it involved a guy who begins to have these mysterious heart arithmia and subsequent heart attacks.
Well if you've ever seen the show, there are a number of guessing games that go on with the diagnosis till it's finally concluded that the cause of his heart problems is associated with his memories of a co-worker, who he is secretly in love with and engaged to another man. The only way to fix the heart problems is to use electric shock therapy to erase his memories of her, only problem is that it also erases all experiential memories....essentially he'd forget her but he'd also forget all his memories of his life before that.
Huge price to pay for a broken heart in more ways than one. But it got me thinking, wouldn't it be nice if you could just hook up a few electrodes up to your head and erase just those memories that haunt us? The demons that consume our thoughts, those boogey men that terrorized us as children, and continue to rear their ugly heads in our dreams? Yeah that'd be nice.....but then I wouldn't be able to personally finace that addition my therapist is adding to her house.
Oh and by the way, the guy in the House episode.....the girl wasn't really engaged to another man, she didn't even know he loved her.......You know they say it's better to have loved than to not loved at all......well guess he didn't want to take that chance...seems a bit drastic don't you think.
Well if you've ever seen the show, there are a number of guessing games that go on with the diagnosis till it's finally concluded that the cause of his heart problems is associated with his memories of a co-worker, who he is secretly in love with and engaged to another man. The only way to fix the heart problems is to use electric shock therapy to erase his memories of her, only problem is that it also erases all experiential memories....essentially he'd forget her but he'd also forget all his memories of his life before that.
Huge price to pay for a broken heart in more ways than one. But it got me thinking, wouldn't it be nice if you could just hook up a few electrodes up to your head and erase just those memories that haunt us? The demons that consume our thoughts, those boogey men that terrorized us as children, and continue to rear their ugly heads in our dreams? Yeah that'd be nice.....but then I wouldn't be able to personally finace that addition my therapist is adding to her house.
Oh and by the way, the guy in the House episode.....the girl wasn't really engaged to another man, she didn't even know he loved her.......You know they say it's better to have loved than to not loved at all......well guess he didn't want to take that chance...seems a bit drastic don't you think.
Saturday, December 12, 2009
It boggles My Mind...
Yeah I know it doesn't take much to do that but this is just one thing that totally dumbfounds me. How the heck can my ceiling fan that is nearly constantly on all year round collect so much dust on it. I mean logically you'd think that the dust would just you know well never stick because the ceiling fans in constant motion right?
Yeah well that's what I think everytime I turn it off and notice how dirty the blades are on that thing. I guess it doesn't help that the fan is white, kinda shows all the dust bunnies that seem to cling with dear life to the blades as the blades whirl constantly.
I guess it's time to upgrade and check out some other options and choose something that doesn't collect so much noticeable dust. But as you all know I am as tight as my bro Jesus when it comes to spending the greenbacks so of course I check out the best deals at Hansen Wholesale Ceiling Fans.
Check out this sweet fan! Oh yeah I am thinking this will look awesome in my living room, what do you think? I love the baseball bats for blades, sweeeet!
Yeah well that's what I think everytime I turn it off and notice how dirty the blades are on that thing. I guess it doesn't help that the fan is white, kinda shows all the dust bunnies that seem to cling with dear life to the blades as the blades whirl constantly.
I guess it's time to upgrade and check out some other options and choose something that doesn't collect so much noticeable dust. But as you all know I am as tight as my bro Jesus when it comes to spending the greenbacks so of course I check out the best deals at Hansen Wholesale Ceiling Fans.
Check out this sweet fan! Oh yeah I am thinking this will look awesome in my living room, what do you think? I love the baseball bats for blades, sweeeet!
Monday, December 7, 2009
You want me to do what??
I honestly don't know why some people stay in the education field anymore, especially when they are faced with some of the crap that is floating around this state lately. So the Detroit Teachers Union was asked to loan the district some moohla. To the tune of $500 per month, per teacher.....yeah ok.
So let me get this straight, the Detroit school district is over 200 million, yeah I said "million" in debt. Now some of this is due to state cut backs, but the MAJORITY of the deficit is due to administration corruption and well complete bad judgment in financial matters.
So how does the district deal with it, at the expense of the teachers. Come on people what are you thinking, even I feel for the Detroit Teachers, they are on the low payscale in the state to begin with, and to then have to give back what could amount to some of the teachers nearly a weeks worth of pay to bail them out is simply outrageous. But yet they are expected to keep the high standards of learning that the state has required but with less resources than ever and a teacher that can't afford to buy their lunch in the school cafeteria. Maybe they can apply for the free and reduced lunch program....they probably don't make much more than their student's parents who qualify for every assistance programs out there. Needless to say this pisses me off, I am just wondering when did taking the Teacher's Oath include taking a vow of poverty? It doesn't, and I hope all those Detroit Teachers tell their administration to Kiss Their Ass when it comes to this supposed loan to the district .
So let me get this straight, the Detroit school district is over 200 million, yeah I said "million" in debt. Now some of this is due to state cut backs, but the MAJORITY of the deficit is due to administration corruption and well complete bad judgment in financial matters.
So how does the district deal with it, at the expense of the teachers. Come on people what are you thinking, even I feel for the Detroit Teachers, they are on the low payscale in the state to begin with, and to then have to give back what could amount to some of the teachers nearly a weeks worth of pay to bail them out is simply outrageous. But yet they are expected to keep the high standards of learning that the state has required but with less resources than ever and a teacher that can't afford to buy their lunch in the school cafeteria. Maybe they can apply for the free and reduced lunch program....they probably don't make much more than their student's parents who qualify for every assistance programs out there. Needless to say this pisses me off, I am just wondering when did taking the Teacher's Oath include taking a vow of poverty? It doesn't, and I hope all those Detroit Teachers tell their administration to Kiss Their Ass when it comes to this supposed loan to the district .
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Sometimes I wish I were Deaf
My internet connection took a dumper at the house, so I'm sitting here at Panara Bread getting some work done. Which is all fine except that this coffee I am downing is making me hotter than hell! Anyway, getting to my point.
I'm not real fond of working on my computer in public, it's not that I really worry about invasion of privacy or anything, because the people around me seem to be oblivious to the fact I am sitting with in 5 feet of them. Here in lies my issue. I typically can't stand to listen to other people's conversations in public. Yeah I know what you are thinking mind your own business and you won't have to worry about it. Honestly it's not that simple, I simply can't turn off my hearing. Wish I could but I can't.
Out of all the conversations that I overhear, the most painful are the ones where pickup artists are smooshing some chick they don't know at the table next to me. Honestly I'd rather be sitting in the dentist chair than to listen to their lame attempts.
Seriously these men need to take some lessons on how to flirt and developing pick up lines because I can see the look of awkwardness and practically hear them subconsciously screaming "get away from me Freak" in their head as they attempt to non verbally give these guys the brush off.
Yeah and you just thought I was mindlessly tapping away at my computer all this time.......when in reality you became blog fodder and didn't even know it.
I'm not real fond of working on my computer in public, it's not that I really worry about invasion of privacy or anything, because the people around me seem to be oblivious to the fact I am sitting with in 5 feet of them. Here in lies my issue. I typically can't stand to listen to other people's conversations in public. Yeah I know what you are thinking mind your own business and you won't have to worry about it. Honestly it's not that simple, I simply can't turn off my hearing. Wish I could but I can't.
Out of all the conversations that I overhear, the most painful are the ones where pickup artists are smooshing some chick they don't know at the table next to me. Honestly I'd rather be sitting in the dentist chair than to listen to their lame attempts.
Seriously these men need to take some lessons on how to flirt and developing pick up lines because I can see the look of awkwardness and practically hear them subconsciously screaming "get away from me Freak" in their head as they attempt to non verbally give these guys the brush off.
Yeah and you just thought I was mindlessly tapping away at my computer all this time.......when in reality you became blog fodder and didn't even know it.
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