Sudoku think I am crazy?
Two solid days of obsession and no sign of relief.
my hump…
ok…whist on the itunes® music store site, i ran across a ton of naughty songs.
what are your favorite lyrics as of recent??? prés tell…
mine are…
THE ASSOCIATION lyrics - “Windy”
Who’s peekin’ out from under a stairway
Calling a name that’s lighter than air
Who’s bending down to give me a rainbow
Everyone knows it’s Windy
Who’s tripping down the streets of the city
Smilin’ at everybody she sees
Who’s reachin’ out to capture a moment
Everyone knows it’s Windy
And Windy has stor-my eyes
That flash at the sound of lies
And Windy has wings to fly
Above the clouds (above the clouds)
Above the clouds (above the clouds)
[Flute]
And Windy has stor-my eyes
That flash at the sound of lies
And Windy has wings to fly
Above the clouds (above the clouds)
Above the clouds (above the clouds)
Who’s tripping down the streets of the city
Smilin’ at everybody she sees
Who’s reachin’ out to capture a moment
Everyone knows it’s Windy
[Repeat And fade]
An open letter
Dear Parking Garage Man,
Please understand that our “friendship” is based on necessity, and is tenuous at best. Yes I am cordial to you, but it’s mostly to ensure I return to a car with four fully inflated tires. As such, it is not appropriate for you to comment or ask about my weight, or anything personal for that matter. Perhaps this is acceptable behavior in your home country of Nigeria, but in the states, inquiring about a woman’s weight or commenting on a person’s body is grounds for a swift kick in the groin. But if you are absolutely compelled to do so, you may try learning the proper terminology first. Honestly, asking whether I have “added” is even more insulting of a question considering I saw you YESTERDAY. And even if I went home and gorged myself on a Krispy Kreme salad with a bacon, potato chip and Crisco smoothie, you would most likely not be able to detect the difference 16 hours later. And no, I have not been “shedding” lately, as I usually save my molting for the fall.
But really, thanks for asking. If I happen to add, subtract, multiply or divide, you’ll definitely be the first to know.
Collene
Holy time wasters
I love church signs. I especially love them since the bizaareness of the message is directly proportional to the smallness of the town the church is located in. The smaller the town, the more edgy and clever the message. Sadly, I missed some remarkable photo opps of church signs on the way to and from the UP. But now, thanks to the efforts of some other church sign-lovin’ person who is far more technically saavy than I, anyone can post their own personal wisdoms to share with the rest of the flock.
Create one, email it to me and if I am not in danger of going immediately to hell, I’ll post it!
Also, check out this collection of church sign photos from flickr peeps. Endlessly entertaining.
P.S. Thanks to Aileen for her clean, wholesome alternative to taking the lord’s name in vain!
THIS JUST IN
Our first submission, created by Brother Michael (applause)! Clearly, he was placed upon this good earth to entertain us all.
And Sister Karen so poignantly reminds us that we all have at least a 50/50% chance of salvation, so you mite as well live it up while you can.
Also, anyone have the Good News version of the Bible? The text is incredibly simplified (and some say so simplified and watered down that the original meaning is lost). It also had little creepy line drawings with faceless people that illustrated the bible stories. We had a copy in our bookshelf when I was little. I am unsure why, as my parents are pretty much heathens.
Ebite Me
I’m just gonna say it…I hate Evites. I love parties, and I love getting invited to them, but why Evite? What happened to a good old fashioned Hallmark invitation in the mail or if that’s too time-consuming, how ’bout just sending an email? (bcc please)…or just call me up and say “come on over”.
With Evite I feel like I have to have a witty response whether I’m attending the funtion or not…like “can’t make it, attending my great-aunt’s funeral, have a drink for me!” or “I’ll bring the pot-stickers!”…..it’s so much pressure, and then you look like a loser if you just click “not attending” with without a clever response. Also, someone told me that the host can see every time you open up the email…creeeepy. Do people really need to know if I’m bringing a guest? What ever happened to going to a party and not necessarily knowing who will show up. Maybe even meeting someone new! Adventurous!
But here’s a perfect example of where Evite can go awry. A while back my sister E-vited me to a Breeders Cup party she was hosting. I didn’t go to the party simply because I did not receive the Evite. I suspect it mistakenly went to my junk mailbox. She never bothered to verbally tell me she was having a party and afterward she thought I had blown her off by not even responding to the Evite. See, Evite is messy. It’s complicated.
I’ll probably never get invited to a party again. I’m probably being deleted from Evite-lovers lists right now.
I evite you to comment.
