The S Spot
The Freaks Come out at Night
This post goes out to Don for remembering that Whodini is not the name of some guy doing rock covers at D&D.
The pic is from LTN's birthday dinner at Tai Show. ¶ 1/28/2006 08:32:00 AM 0 comments
This post goes out to Don for remembering that Whodini is not the name of some guy doing rock covers at D&D.
The pic is from LTN's birthday dinner at Tai Show. ¶ 1/28/2006 08:32:00 AM 0 comments
Missouri State Animal
I feel like that guy on the commercial
"Please say your password."
"bigboy"
"Please say your password again."
"BIGBOY"
ThankYou network - thank you for what?
I tried to register yesterday and the person that helped me said they would send me my temp pswrd, but no email arrived. Called back tonight - three times - typing in the 16 digit number each time and kept getting dis-con-nect-ed.
3rd time empty air, anticipating a dial tone I let loose a stream of obscenities and then...music.. Bon Jovi? followed by a voice, "Can I have your account number please?" A heavy sigh escaped me, but there was no help to be had. It turned out she was a Citicard rep. She told me the Thank You network closed the phones at 9 pm CST. According to the website they close 11pm EST. She responded, "That's not the information I have here on the computer." No explanation as to how I magically got transferred to her. I think I said, "Thank you", before slamming down the phone.
The kicker is that I started calling at 9:40 EST so sounds to me like someone in the office didn't feel like answering the "help" lines on a Friday night 20 minutes before closing. I know I know, but come on answer the damn phone.
For my current opinion of ThankYou network see picture above.
(I know it's not a jackass - but they come from jackasses!) ¶ 1/20/2006 09:56:00 PM 0 comments
I feel like that guy on the commercial
"Please say your password."
"bigboy"
"Please say your password again."
"BIGBOY"
ThankYou network - thank you for what?
I tried to register yesterday and the person that helped me said they would send me my temp pswrd, but no email arrived. Called back tonight - three times - typing in the 16 digit number each time and kept getting dis-con-nect-ed.
3rd time empty air, anticipating a dial tone I let loose a stream of obscenities and then...music.. Bon Jovi? followed by a voice, "Can I have your account number please?" A heavy sigh escaped me, but there was no help to be had. It turned out she was a Citicard rep. She told me the Thank You network closed the phones at 9 pm CST. According to the website they close 11pm EST. She responded, "That's not the information I have here on the computer." No explanation as to how I magically got transferred to her. I think I said, "Thank you", before slamming down the phone.
The kicker is that I started calling at 9:40 EST so sounds to me like someone in the office didn't feel like answering the "help" lines on a Friday night 20 minutes before closing. I know I know, but come on answer the damn phone.
For my current opinion of ThankYou network see picture above.
(I know it's not a jackass - but they come from jackasses!) ¶ 1/20/2006 09:56:00 PM 0 comments
Not Berry Nice
Associated Press - BlackBerry Shutdown May Hurt U.S.
According to this article on forbes.com NTP is seeking an injunction against RIM for patent infringement. Berry users would have 30 days to stop work things out otherwise NTP threatened to unleash the Purple Pieman. ¶ 1/18/2006 07:27:00 PM 0 comments
According to this article on forbes.com NTP is seeking an injunction against RIM for patent infringement. Berry users would have 30 days to stop work things out otherwise NTP threatened to unleash the Purple Pieman. ¶ 1/18/2006 07:27:00 PM 0 comments
Monkey threatens to press charges
I'm not sure where Monkey came from but until now he has managed to escape the wrath of Mugsy.
Monkey refused first aid citing religious reasons.
He was seen later talking in hushed tones to Foghorn Legless.
Sort of looks like Hugh from I am not an animal . I really need this series on dvd it is too much! But I don't think it is available on a DVD format compatible with USA dvd's. 11:30 on Tuesdays is a wee late for me. ¶ 1/14/2006 05:53:00 PM 1 comments
I'm not sure where Monkey came from but until now he has managed to escape the wrath of Mugsy.
Monkey refused first aid citing religious reasons.
He was seen later talking in hushed tones to Foghorn Legless.
Sort of looks like Hugh from I am not an animal . I really need this series on dvd it is too much! But I don't think it is available on a DVD format compatible with USA dvd's. 11:30 on Tuesdays is a wee late for me. ¶ 1/14/2006 05:53:00 PM 1 comments
I train people
Cesar Millan's Dog Psychology Center
Apparently I need to see Cesar Millan - Mugsy, the Mugsy-that-just-ate-dinner and had-a-nice-second-walk-of-the-day Mugsy decided yesterday that after being denied more playtime (after playing for an hour) he would see who had the last last laugh. On the freshly laundered bedspread and light and fluffy down comforter he left a nice yellow puddle. Our boy is a tad too dominant maybe?
Today I found out that Millan was actually in NY ,but alas I was at work churning out vitamins. ¶ 1/13/2006 08:31:00 PM 0 comments
Apparently I need to see Cesar Millan - Mugsy, the Mugsy-that-just-ate-dinner and had-a-nice-second-walk-of-the-day Mugsy decided yesterday that after being denied more playtime (after playing for an hour) he would see who had the last last laugh. On the freshly laundered bedspread and light and fluffy down comforter he left a nice yellow puddle. Our boy is a tad too dominant maybe?
Today I found out that Millan was actually in NY ,but alas I was at work churning out vitamins. ¶ 1/13/2006 08:31:00 PM 0 comments
Do You Have A Grudge?
Do You Have A Grudge?
Mugsy prefers to sit next to me on the couch when Larry isn't home. Especially at night when it's dark out and he is tired of playing with his rooster. He has an uncanny knack for staring into space or out the front window growling when I am watching a scary movie like The Grudge. Serves me right for watching that crap. What was that noise... ¶ 1/10/2006 09:14:00 PM 0 comments
Mugsy prefers to sit next to me on the couch when Larry isn't home. Especially at night when it's dark out and he is tired of playing with his rooster. He has an uncanny knack for staring into space or out the front window growling when I am watching a scary movie like The Grudge. Serves me right for watching that crap. What was that noise... ¶ 1/10/2006 09:14:00 PM 0 comments
Foghorn Legless
According to Mugsy you can't get the bird flu if you've gotten rid of the feet.
Cooping bird flu fears -- Newsday.com ¶ 1/09/2006 08:59:00 PM 0 comments
According to Mugsy you can't get the bird flu if you've gotten rid of the feet.
Cooping bird flu fears -- Newsday.com ¶ 1/09/2006 08:59:00 PM 0 comments
Matchstick Men
Matchstick Men
This movie is nothing like what just happened unless of course limp guy turns his life around and stops harassing people for money in shopping centers.
And check out my horoscope for today...
TaurusDaily extended (by Astrology.com)
After days of mulling things over, shuffling around the house in your jammies (okay, and maybe pouting, just a tad, too), you're ready to stop this nonsense, get the show on the road and let those feelings out. You've kept quiet for long enough -- it's what's keeping you in hibernation, after all, if you admit it to yourself. It's time to say what's on your mind and free yourself up. Make the appropriate calls.
-me, 'damn straight I did' ¶ 1/07/2006 04:39:00 PM 0 comments
This movie is nothing like what just happened unless of course limp guy turns his life around and stops harassing people for money in shopping centers.
And check out my horoscope for today...
TaurusDaily extended (by Astrology.com)
After days of mulling things over, shuffling around the house in your jammies (okay, and maybe pouting, just a tad, too), you're ready to stop this nonsense, get the show on the road and let those feelings out. You've kept quiet for long enough -- it's what's keeping you in hibernation, after all, if you admit it to yourself. It's time to say what's on your mind and free yourself up. Make the appropriate calls.
-me, 'damn straight I did' ¶ 1/07/2006 04:39:00 PM 0 comments
Gut instinct
1 week before Christmas
Pulled into local Borders, scan for last minute's, left line too long
Parking lot
"Hey can you help me?" him 5'3ish dark hair olive skin pea coat
"What do you need?" me standing near my car wanting to get out of there, thinking, 'That is so un Christian for this time of year'
"Do you have any money?" him closer walking with limp
"Um - for what?" me thinking, 'Do I have any cash? I never do, husband hates that'
"My car ran out of gas and I left my wallet in Bayshore" him closer, too close
"Uh" me thinking, 'Where is this guys car?", then feeling guilty for questioning his need
Me pulling out wallet, him moving closer
"Are you going to rob me?" me blurting that out from somewhere deep in my subconcious
"That's not my style" him looking at me too close, slight roman nose scar over the right eyebrow
"Here good luck" me handing him $2, me getting the hell out of there
Never mentioned it to anyone tried to blow it off
cut to today
Sore throat nasty virus off to Bbuster to rent movies for tonight then to pick up soup
Pathmark (never shop there just convienently next to the Buster)
Me leaving store cutting through parking lot to get out of there
On the right side pass small car driver side door open inside a black girl and someone standing at door with their back to me
Cut through empty stall next to that car to get to my car
At my car in front of it small beater of a car, a hispanic man and an asian lady geting out of car
Me bags in trunk, shut trunk get keys, looking up at the couple in front of me
Him 5'3ish dark hair olive skin pea coat talking to asian lady and hispanic man
Me key in lock, door open, one leg in, Asian lady opening her wallet
"Hey is he asking you for money, yeah he ran out of gas right...? Yeah he got me 2 weeks ago" me to couple, them looking up
"Ran out of gas my ass buddy" me blurting out from somewhere deep within
He looks up and starts to move towards my car - slowly, bless that limp
Me in car jamming key into ignition, him closer at from of car
Me jamming into reverseve, some tiny place in concious thinking, 'Don't hit anything'
Him side of my car as I back up, me faster now reverse forward before he can limp around front to block me
"Yeah you need money my ass you mf" me mumbling under my breathe, thinking, 'Christ what if he can get my plate and find me?'
Me speeding out of parking as best I can then doing switchbacks whole ride back to a street near home
Pull over pull out cell phone, heart pounding, or is that the Sudafed?
911 give report, cry
Go home and vow to trust gut instinct - trust it ¶ 1/07/2006 03:59:00 PM 0 comments
Pulled into local Borders, scan for last minute's, left line too long
Parking lot
"Hey can you help me?" him 5'3ish dark hair olive skin pea coat
"What do you need?" me standing near my car wanting to get out of there, thinking, 'That is so un Christian for this time of year'
"Do you have any money?" him closer walking with limp
"Um - for what?" me thinking, 'Do I have any cash? I never do, husband hates that'
"My car ran out of gas and I left my wallet in Bayshore" him closer, too close
"Uh" me thinking, 'Where is this guys car?", then feeling guilty for questioning his need
Me pulling out wallet, him moving closer
"Are you going to rob me?" me blurting that out from somewhere deep in my subconcious
"That's not my style" him looking at me too close, slight roman nose scar over the right eyebrow
"Here good luck" me handing him $2, me getting the hell out of there
Never mentioned it to anyone tried to blow it off
cut to today
Sore throat nasty virus off to Bbuster to rent movies for tonight then to pick up soup
Pathmark (never shop there just convienently next to the Buster)
Me leaving store cutting through parking lot to get out of there
On the right side pass small car driver side door open inside a black girl and someone standing at door with their back to me
Cut through empty stall next to that car to get to my car
At my car in front of it small beater of a car, a hispanic man and an asian lady geting out of car
Me bags in trunk, shut trunk get keys, looking up at the couple in front of me
Him 5'3ish dark hair olive skin pea coat talking to asian lady and hispanic man
Me key in lock, door open, one leg in, Asian lady opening her wallet
"Hey is he asking you for money, yeah he ran out of gas right...? Yeah he got me 2 weeks ago" me to couple, them looking up
"Ran out of gas my ass buddy" me blurting out from somewhere deep within
He looks up and starts to move towards my car - slowly, bless that limp
Me in car jamming key into ignition, him closer at from of car
Me jamming into reverseve, some tiny place in concious thinking, 'Don't hit anything'
Him side of my car as I back up, me faster now reverse forward before he can limp around front to block me
"Yeah you need money my ass you mf" me mumbling under my breathe, thinking, 'Christ what if he can get my plate and find me?'
Me speeding out of parking as best I can then doing switchbacks whole ride back to a street near home
Pull over pull out cell phone, heart pounding, or is that the Sudafed?
911 give report, cry
Go home and vow to trust gut instinct - trust it ¶ 1/07/2006 03:59:00 PM 0 comments