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May 30, 2006

5 Tips for a Woman

1. It is important that a man helps you around the house and has a job.

2. It is important that a man makes you laugh.

3. It is important to find a man you can count on and doesn't lie to you.

4. It is important that a man loves you and spoils you.

5. It is important that these four men don't know each other.

bwaaaahahahaha!

May 28, 2006

Honor

To my great great great grandfather, who in the Civil War was left for dead on the battlefield at Vicksburg, cast his first vote for Abraham Lincoln in 1864, lived to be 93 and father 11 children. I wish I could have known you.

To my great uncle Davey who fought at Omaha beach and beyond, giving up his youth in WWII. You'll always be a hero in my eyes.

To my dear friend Pod, who fought in Vietnam, carrying it with him all of his days. I miss you, sweet man. You used to bring me flowers, now I bring them to you.

To Steve, who also lost his youth in Vietnam, and still walks with the pride of a Marine to this day. You have my admiration.

To Paul, the gentle giant, everyone's hero, doing your third round in Iraq. You've dedicated your whole life to our service.

To Jeff, who just left today to head for Afghanistan for the 2nd time. Be safe and come home in one piece. You'll be missed.

To my cousin Mark, Army Special Forces retiree. Your dedication was inspiring. I know you'd be there now if you could.

To our friend Tim, who found himself in the Army just when it seemed he had lost himself, you're still in Afghanistan. Your transformation has been amazing and we are so proud of you.

To Sean, the Navy Doc, still in the box, and to Denny and Vince and Jack...to ALL of the veterans, peacetime and war, who have defended our freedom with their dedicated service...

Thank you.

(Although I realize that Memorial Day is meant to be a day to honor those who have fallen in battle, I felt compelled to honor those who would have gladly, but were lucky enough not to and those who still could, heaven forbid.)

May 26, 2006

SASF v.5.26.6 - Worth 1000

Greetings and Happy Friday! Beings that I'm not particularly lucid today, I have some funny pictures to share with you. I went to the concert last night and it was awesome! There was quite a lot of crowd surfing, however, so you had to watch it or get kicked in the head. It was hotter than Hades in there, but it was so worth it. I think I sweated off about 10 pounds. Woot!

Faktion played first and they were pretty good. I had never heard them before, but they sounded pretty good and I enjoyed their stage antics. Theory, on the other hand, rocked as usual. I got to meet the guys from Theory after their set and got them to scribble things and hugs & stuff. Yay! Hug the sweaty fans! *grin* Hinder sounded great, but we didn't stay for all of their set as we were simply and completely worn out. Today, I'm sore in places I shouldn't be from all the moshing and jostling and surfer passing. :)

Alright, enough blather. On with the show!

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Ha ha ha ha ha


Klingon Band

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70,000 Cans of Beer in the House, 70,000 Cans of Beeeer...

How the hell could someone LIVE here?


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Gifs of the Week


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Tattoo of the Week



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Reach the Summit, Play a Ditty


Piano Found on Britain's Highest Mountain

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Gratuitous Video Link

Get Firefox already!
*snickers*

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Made Me Giggle

I bet the dude with the mace and the 4-wheeler wins. lol

(thanks, Archmage)

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Interstate Fun

Check this out:
3 helium filled missle balloons
1 truck/car to tie them onto
Hit the interstate and drive like a bat out of hell and watch people freak out. Woot!

(Thanks, Michelle)

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Enough already. I'm going to try to sneak out of here early and go take a nap (that is, if I can get frickin' blogger to PUBLISH, damn it!). *yawn* Nitey nite.

May 25, 2006

Squee!

I'm going to see Theory of a Deadman, Hinder & Faktion tonight!! Woot! I've seen Theory already once already (with Saliva) and they totally kicked ass. I hear this lineup is even better. I'M SO EXCITED!

May 24, 2006

Aw, Nuts

Today I would like to talk a bit about nuts. No, not walnuts, peanuts, cashews...I'm talking gonads, family jewels, balls - you know? Testicles? Yeah.

It's a weird subject, I know. Hey, I blog about what's on my mind, you know? Dang, that sounds bad. Oh well. heh

It came to my attention yesterday that guys who often go "commando" and let it all hang loose have a tendency to experience gravity in a unique way. They stretch and, after a while, hang quite low. It seems to me that this would be uncomfortable, but what do I know?

Anyway, Chris told me last night about what a buddy of his has been up to. His apparently hang quite low - low enough to pull them up over the waistband of his pants/shorts. Yes, I know...ewww! Anyway, he recently did this with one of them at some kind of party or something and showed it to a few people claiming that it was a tumor. He had one guy fascinated by it, and I guess this guy was poking at it and looking at it real close. I laughed my ass off. I don't know if he told the poor fool what was really up, but that's the kind of hilarious sicko stuff that he does. This is what they talk about when they go disc golfing!? Men! What a hoot.

Related to the same topic, what the hell is up with these balls that people are mounting under the tailgates of their trucks?! Have you seen these things? I guess they want people to know that "this truck's got balls" but holy buckets we don't need to SEE them! Yikes. I've seen some that are metal and those aren't so bad I suppose, but ones like these are just wrong:


WTF, man? That's practically indecent exposure. Hmmm...I wonder if they'd break if you kick them. heh heh.

Hell, why don't they go ahead and mount a big 'ole plastic penis to the grill to complete the picture? Jeez.

Guys, please tell me - what is UP with this?

Oooooh, for some more hilarious stuff about antics with man-bits, check this out. Man, oh man. *snort* (thanks Derek, you freak)

May 22, 2006


When it rains it pours and opens doors
And floods the floors we thought would always keep us safe and dry
And in the midst of sailing ships we sink our lips into the ones we love
That have to say goodbye

And as I float along this ocean
I can feel you like a notion that won't seem to let me go

Cause when I look to the sky something tells me you're here with me
And you make everything alright
And when I feel like I'm lost something tells me you're here with me
And I can always find my way when you are here

And every word I didn't say that caught up in some busy day
And every dance on the kitchen floor we didn't have before
And every sunset that we'll miss I'll wrap them all up in a kiss
And pick you up in all of this when I sail away

And as I float along this ocean
I can feel you like a notion that I hope will never leave

Whether I am up or down or in or out or just plane overhead
Instead it just feels like it is impossible to fly
But with you I can spread my wings
to see me over everything that life may send me
When I am hoping it won't pass me by

And when I feel like there is no one that will ever know me
there you are to show me

Cause when I look to the sky something tells me you're here with me
And you make everything alright
And when I feel like I'm lost something tells me you're here with me
And I can always find my way when you are here

- Pat Monahan, Train

May 19, 2006

SASF v.5.19.6 - Mixed Bag O' Crap

Not that it's been a crappy week or anything. I just seem to have the word "crap" stuck in my head. I guess it could be worse. Ok, ok...on with it.

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Holy Crap

...or perhaps that should be Holy Cracks. heh
A few tidbits of thongy video goodness (NSFW if you have prudes around. lol):

This guy is apparently quite proud of his physique. He's got to work on those moves, though, if he wants to be a stripper. Sorry honey, but perhaps you might want to pursue a different profession. Yikes.

Good Gawd - It's the Thong Song

Is it just me, or does this girl have the biggest bubble butt EVER? J-Lo, eat your heart out! Jeez, do you think she had them enhanced or something?

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Wrong Crap


Have I told you lately how much Photoshop rocks? Heh heh

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Crap Overload

Holy shit, I have no idea what to say. I reached sensory overload 1/3 of the way through this page. (...although the newsgirl stuff did make me giggle quite a lot)

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Cool Crap

Vince, I knew you'd dig these. Thought of you immediately when I found them.





This one will be awesome when it’s painted:

I think this one is my favorite:



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Scary Crap

Buddhism by Betty. I'm skeeered.

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Hilarious Crap

Awww, they want a nice picture to give to Mom on Mother's day. How sweet. LMAO

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Favorite Animated Bits of Crap of the Week

I heart .gifs.





heeheehee

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Crappy Hiding Spot

The Brief Safe - Not a bad idea! Although hiding things in "feminine hygiene product" boxes has always worked for me. heh

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Bizarre Crap

Just bizarre. Mildly entertaining, though...definitely a study in human behavior. Lol

Go get 'em, girl! lol

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Now, see how handy the word "crap" can be? lol

Well kids, that's all I've got for you this week. What a bunch of crap, eh? lol! Have a great weekend. *smoooch*

May 18, 2006

The Discomfort of Letting Go

This summer is going to be a nerve-wracking one for me. I can see it already. This is the summer that I'm going to have to let my little boy go.

No, he's not leaving - he wants to "run with the pack." He has several friends in the neighborhood - the girl next door who's 7, the girl across the street who's 6, and two from down the street who are 5 and 7. They all get to roam around the neighborhood and play.

Last year, they would come to our house and play and that was great, but I wouldn't let D go with them when they left - told him he was too little. This year I don't think I'm going to be able to get away with that. So, last night I let him go for the first time. The group came over to play, and pretty soon they decided to move on. D wanted to go with them and I let him. I told him to be very careful crossing the street (we've gone over that 100 times, but...) and to stay with the other kids and stay out of trouble. We've gone over things like stranger danger, keeping out of the street - all the safety stuff. I know the kids' moms and they all know they're not to go in someone elses house unless their mom knows where they are. I reminded the whole group not to go outside of our block and I asked his two closest friends in the group to watch out for him and help keep him safe. They assured me that they would.

I was a nervous wreck. You should have seen him, though...he was having a blast.

I'm the kind of mom who doesn't like to let him out of my sight. I sat on our porch, a rather high vantage point thankfully, and watched them wander around each other's yards, in the alley, between the houses, on the sidewalk. When they got out of view, I'd wander over to that side of the yard and pull a few weeds or something so I could watch. When they went over behind the houses across the street, I really got worried thinking about all of the things that could happen to my baby. I can't coddle him forever, though...he's a boy. He's going to want to run and explore. Gah!

After a bit, I went over to Brianna's house and visited with her mom. It helped to talk to her about my insecurities and nervousness, and she was very understanding and reassuring. She was in this same spot last summer.

The kids were in her back yard playing at the time, so I felt better being close by. They would come to the door from time to time and report in. The littlest boy, Tony, it seems is a bit of a story-teller. He told me that the D-Man hit him, which his sister negated by standing behind him shaking her head no. Mmm hmm. A little bit later he told me that the D-Man had "runned off". I went to the door and there he was, playing with the others. Yeah, little man, I've got your number.

Pretty soon, it was supper time for some of the other kids and they had to go, so the D-man and I went back home. It was nearly pajama time for him anyway.

I know that this was just a little taste of things to come. They are good kids for the most part, and I know I shouldn't worry so much but I can't help it. He's my baby. I have to trust him and let him branch out. But ...aw shit. It's just so hard because I'd die if anything ever happened to him. I guess I don't really have to let go yet...just loosen my grip a little. *whimper*

May 16, 2006

Not Smart

It's not advisable to attempt to paint ones nails when one has had a few too many drinky-poos.

So not smart.

Iowa, A Place to Kill Defraud Neglect Grow

In this mornings headlines today, there is death, tragedy and outrage. It's a typical day in the news, I suppose.

First, we have the 25 year old mother who killed her child - or rather let her die. The 3 year old girl died of starvation. They say she weighed twelve pounds when she died. TWELVE POUNDS! The average weight for a three year old is 33 pounds. The mother sure doesn't look malnourished to me, so I doubt it was lack of food. Hell, according to her stats from the jail, she's 5'3" and 190 pounds. She has two other children that protective services took away from her, though I haven't heard what their conditions are. HOW could a mother do something like this? I just don't understand. Couldn't someone have seen the condition this little girl was in and got her some help before it was too late?


Aww, looks like she's been crying. Perhaps that's because she's being charged with first degree murder. In my opinion, she should be locked away in a cell and left to starve to death.

Next up, we have the trio in rural Iowa who have been arrested for 176 counts of animal neglect. Authorities raided their property and seized 176 starving, sick cats and dogs. Conditions there were some of the worst that have ever been seen here in Iowa. 50 of them were so ill that they had to be euthanized. How the hell? I can't even imagine the suffering of these poor animals.

We have continuing coverage of a local scandal where a handful of greedy bastards arranged to have their salaries inflated so as to be proportionate to their egos using federal and state funds to do so. Their job? They oversee a government job training program. At least a couple of them were paying themselves in excess of $300,000 of our taxes per year with LOTS of nice perks. Someone finally noticed and now they're all unemployed and in the hot seat. heh

Moving along, we have the corpse of a dead woman that was found in a barrel in the woods. They are trying to figure out who's body it is and how it got there though it appears to have been there for years. Oh well, at least one family will be able to finally get closure when it comes to their missing loved one.

It's so hard to read the daily news and not come away from it totally depressed. There are good things going on out there, but we rarely hear about them. Someone really should start a "good news" channel of sorts - something you can watch or read after the regular news to pick up your spirits a bit.

In the hunt among today's headlines for good news, I found this:

DES MOINES, Iowa -- Travis Daniels has finished his mission -- sail one of Iowa's largest lakes to raise money for a youth sailing program. For 10 days, the Johnston man sailed Lake Red Rock in southern Iowa in a wind-whipped fundraiser which took in $7,500. His trip, which ended on Saturday, covered 1000 miles.
The money raised for the Red Rock Yacht Club's "Kruise for Kids" will be used to buy boats and other supplies to teach sailing, racing and water safety to area children ages 7 to 18.
Daniels, who's the club's commodore, said he volunteered to sail the lake because "no one else was crazy enough to do it."


Gee, I feel so uplifted. not.

May 15, 2006

Freak on a Leash

...that's exactly what I am today. I have way too much work to do. blah.

So, I give you this:
Freak on a Leash

One of the coolest damn music videos I've ever seen.

(I had the video imbedded, but changed it to a link so as not to annoy y'all every time you come here. Ain't I considerate? lol)

Enjoy and Happy Monday!

May 12, 2006

SASF v.5.12 - A Bit Off Color

Happy Friday, everyone! This weeks batch of goodies seems to lean towards the dark side of humor, so be warned – there are some really bizarre and crazy stuff here. I just pass along what strikes me as "interesting." Hey - this is the time when I get to let my freak flag fly high! Heh

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Aw, Teddy

First tidbit I had lined up was an eBay auction for this lovely demonic stuffed bear:
As you can see, however, some bastard(s) at eBay must have thought it inappropriate or something. Damnit, anyway! The guy had this big long story of this bear, the bear above, which was from his childhood was found years later in a shop that disappeared the next day and how the bear is possessed and has been wreaking havoc in his house. He even had pictures of it with it's eyes glowing red! Stoopid eBay party poopers. Bidding was at $360 before eBay pulled the listing!

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Naughty Riddles

Everybody (well, most) likes a good dirty joke now and then.

Q. What is the difference between a drug dealer and a hooker?
A. A hooker can wash her crack and sell it again.

Q. What's the height of conceit?
A. Having an orgasm and calling out your own name.

Q. What's the difference between a G-Spot and a golf ball?
A. A guy will actually search for a golf ball

Q. What is a Yankee?
A. The same as a quickie, but a guy can do it alone.

Q: What's the difference between purple and pink?
A. The grip.

Q. How do you find a blind man in a nudist colony?
A. It's not hard.

Q: How do you circumcise a hillbilly?
A: Kick his sister in the jaw.

Q: Why do men find it difficult to make eye contact?
A: Breasts don't have eyes.

Q: If the dove is the bird of peace, what is the bird of true love?
A. The swallow.

Q: What is the difference between medium and rare?
A: Six inches is medium, eight inches is rare.

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Tattoo of the Week

I forgot to include one of these last week! My bad.

I don't normally dig the dragon tattoos so much, but this one caught my eye.

Yeah, it's a tramp stamp, but it's a pretty damn cool one.

Gotta admit that I'm itching for another one. In fact, the center piece of this one would be very nice. hmmm...

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They are Made of Meat

Um...yeah. They are. Mmmmmm...meat. lol

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AntiGravikitty


Makes sense to me. lol

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My Sexy Pony

Um...again, yeah. Not particularly work safe, but...never mind.

Just check it out if you are so inclined.

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Wicked ABCs

Lemony Snicket fans will like this.

"M is for Maud who was swept out to sea."
How morbid! hee hee

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The Black

Last week, I featured a series of videos that were quite different and definitely interesting. It said nothing but "May 10, 2006" on the black link. Well, on May 10, the Black video was released. It's even weirder than the rest. Whoa.

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A Few New Fun Avatars



Now, if only you could set up gravatars with animated gifs. Wouldn't that be fun?

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Um...Really?

Are the razorbacks trying to tell us something?

...or is this a subtle type of want ad? *snort*

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Well, have a Happy Mothers Day to those mothers out there and everyone else be good to your Moms & Grandmas this weekend. Regardless of who or what you're celebrating, be safe and have fun.

Celti

May 11, 2006

I would have done the same.

I watched United 93 last night. Wow. It was absolutely heart-wrenching, but I'm glad I rented it.

I cried a river as the people on the plane called & talked with their loved ones...knowing that they were going to die. I can't bear to imagine how it would feel to be in their shoes or to be on the other end of the line with a loved one of mine on that plane. They had to do something. They had the advantage of having been delayed so they could find out what had happened with the other planes. They knew that, if they didn't do something, they were going to die. Fighting back was their only chance.

I think that, if put in their position, I would have done the same thing. The hardest part would be calling your family to tell them goodbye. Who would you call? What would you say? Although it's nice, I suppose, to have the opportunity to say goodbye, how heart-breaking woult that be? After that was done, however, I would have done everything I could to regain control of that plane.

I was tremendously impressed with the way that the makers of the movie worked with the victims' families and respected their feelings and wishes.

It's so tragic that the passengers failed to gain control and save themselves, but they did prevent the devastation that would have resulted if those bastards would have reached their intended target - the white house or the capital. We owe them a debt of gratitude.

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On a completely unrelated note - I feel tired, sore and frustrated today. I've totally overdone the exercise the last few days in an attempt to kick my weight loss back into gear. I've been so discouraged these last few months and it's been so hard to keep myself from just saying "fuck it." Well, the motivation I needed came in a form I didn't expect - a couple of stupid punks driving by. I was bent over planting flowers in the front yard when they went past and shouted various woots and oh, babys and something about my fat ass. My gawd, it isn't that bad! ...or is it? I was pissed off, then I got all upset and cried. It hurts when people are cruel like that, but like I said - it motivated me to do something about it. Yesterday, I walked 2.5 miles during my lunch hour - all the way around the lake. I felt so good afterwards, but today I am walking like a grandma. It sucks, but I know it will pass and I have to keep it up. Wish me luck.

May 10, 2006

The Mind of a Kindergartener

Several months ago, my son the D-Man started having what his teachers referred to as "behavioral problems" at preschool. He wouldn't stay focused on what they were doing, he acted up and wanted to do his own thing, he wouldn't listen to instructions - they were having "a terrible time" with him. At home, however (and wherever we would take him, for that matter), he was just fine - as well behaved as any 5 year old can be expected to be. I couldn't understand it and I would talk to him about it, but he couldn't explain it. A couple of the teachers went so far as to suggest that he has ADHD and they wanted to bring someone in to evaluate him. Um...I don't think so just yet.

Can a child who has ADHD watch a movie once and repeat to you afterwards, in detail, the entire story line? Can a child who has ADHD work out all of the mazes in one coloring book in one setting? ...build an intricate house and garage out of legos, complete with cars to go in the garage? Hmmm...I know my child and after a significant amount of research and talking with other mothers who have experience with ADHD, I knew in my heart that there had to be something else going on here.

The solution? Diet. I have eliminated almost all sugar from his diet (refined sugar, that is, not fruits and such) and have started giving him a good children's multi-vitamin. The teachers can not believe the transformation. One of them even asked me if he was taking medication.

It disturbs me how quickly some people seem to jump right to the idea of medicating kids who seem hyper. Sedate them and perhaps it wouldn't be so hard to keep this band of bouncing kids under control. Pffft! I know that some children need these medications and that they are very beneficial to them. I certainly do not think that giving your child medication is irresponsible, but it's not something that should be taken lightly or jumped straight into without exploring other options. I wonder how many of them out there are taking medications when they simply need an adjustment or two in their diet. It's called responsible parenting. You just have to keep yourself educated and work with your child to see what works for them.

D still gets in a little trouble from time to time, and after many discussions about the subject with him, we surmised that he is bored. After all, he is old for his class having been born right after the cutoff for last year's kindergarten qualifications. His interests and vocabulary are well above the levels of most of the kids in his class that I've come to know (hell, a few of them you can't even understand when they talk!). He keeps begging to be bumped up to the next level of class - to kindergarten. He's obviously ready to move on.

Well, this fall (and none too soon) the D-Man will begin kindergarten at a really cool school. This was accomplished by years of pestering these poor people with visits and phone calls to make sure the he was still on the waiting list and would be assured a spot. It's one of two downtown open enrollment schools that are of a different breed from the rest. They use a project based learning approach that fosters the child's independence and assures that they work at their own level on materials that are meaningful to them as individuals so they aren't either left behind by the pack or bored stiff because they're so far ahead. I love their philosophy and can't be more excited that he's officially in.

I think he's going to be very happy there. We went yesterday for an open house and just had a great time. While the principal talked with the parents about the boring stuff, the kids were ushered into the current kindergarten classes and were assigned a "buddy" to show them around. We then joined them, met the teachers, and were introduced to the structure of their days. I don't see how D could get bored there - there is so much to do and all of the children (each time I've been there) seemed to absolutely love it there. All of the staff members seemed very happy and they certainly did not appear to be "putting on the visitor face." When the open house was over, D didn't want to leave because he was having so much fun. I really wish he could start now since he has obviously moved beyond what his preschool has to offer.

This morning, he asked me when he would be moving up to the "stars" (kindergarten group) at his preschool since he feels that he's "officially a kindergarten student." I asked him if he had been told when he'd be switched and he responded in the most grown-up manner..."well, soon...hypothetically" rolling his eyes. That's my little man! *snif*

May 08, 2006



I'd send you over his way to give him some love, but his page is kind of *ahem* messed up. *coughfixitcough* Demanding? Not me! *snicker*

May 05, 2006

SASF v.5.5.6 - Loyalty is Rewarded

Yay yay yay! It's an SASF post! I've been slowly gathering momentum on this stuff for the last few weeks, so here are some goodies to reward those of you who have stuck with me...

yippee!

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Shave Everywhere!

Ok, a lot of you know that I work in marketing (if you didn't, you do now). Advertising and catching a potential customers eye is a big part of my business. THIS website/ad/whatever you want to call it is freaking brilliant. It's an interactive website that tells you all about the Philips Body Groom device and it's uses/advantages/etc. The dude who is featured there is hilariously cheeky and the more you play with him, the funnier he gets. I guess you could say he's a "trim specialist." hee hee

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Potter Geekdom

For those Harry Potter fans amongst us, this Goblet of Fire spoof just might tickle your fancy. It made me giggle like an idiot.

Madeye: if you summon it, it will come.
Harry: Mr. Moody, that is NOT the way you talk to students.
Madeye: I'm talking about your broom.
Harry: GROSS!
Madeye: BROOMSTICK!
Harry: EWW, OLD MAN GAY!
Madeye: Quidditch
Harry: QUEERDITCH, DID I HEAR?
Madeye: Harry, just summon the broom to get away from the dragon.
Harry: Oh, okay.


Oh yeah...and then there's this: Snape's too sexy. hee hee hee...hee hee...bwaaahahaha! *snort*

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Royal Unit MIA

In case you haven't heard, you can all relax now because King Tut's penis has been found. Actually, it never really was missing...it had just fallen off and was under him. It was mummified along with the rest of him. (As opposed to what? Putting it in a jar like Rasputin? lol) Gads, he's a crusty looking old bastard.

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Ewww! *giggle*

For those rubbernecker types out there, I give you Show Me Your Wound. Yeah...people send in pictures of their injuries for all of the world to enjoy. Brilliant. I'll spare you the pictures in case any of you are squeeeeemish (don't go there if you are. *coughwimpscough*)

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WTF, Color Dude?

These people/person/whoever has/have a thing with colors. The color bars at the side give you a different video for each color and dang, they are wierd. Check out this one - The Story of the Color Red, and how about the yellow one? Absofreakinglutely wierd (and a bit freaky, for that matter).

What baffles me the most, however, is the black - no video, it just says "May 10, 2006." WTF happens then?

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Hyperactive

This guy obviously has too much time on his hands. It's a nice piece of editing, though, I must say. I totally dig the hair. Rock on, dude!


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No PANTS!

In case you weren't aware, today is NO PANTS DAY!
So
drop
your
drawers.
heh





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Well, that's all I got for today, friends and neighbors. I hope you enjoyed the goodies and thanks for sticking around. *smooch*
Celti

May 04, 2006

Tag, I'm It

I AM: freaked out over last night's episode of Lost.
I SAID: I was going to quit drinking vodka, but I haven't
I WANT: a big, fat raise
I WISH: I could buy a new car
I HATE: the extreme heat and humidity we endure here in the summer
I MISS: my college friends and the awesome times we had.
I FEAR: losing my child more than anything
I HEAR: far too much negativity
I WONDER: what my son will grow up to be/do
I REGRET: not going to see Nine Inch Nails when they were here
I AM NOT: wearing any of my rings today
I DANCE: in the rain
I SING: in my car like I'm a rock star & don't care if people are staring
I CRY: when I'm angry & frustrated
I AM NOT ALWAYS: the most cheerful person
I MADE: jello jiggler eggs for D for Easter. They rocked.
I WRITE: smut. heh heh
I CONFUSE: a lot of people who try to figure me out
I NEED: about 4 more hours in the day
I SHOULD: exercise
I START: blogging when I should be working
I FINISH: a book only to dive right into another
I TAG: whomever wants to play

May 02, 2006

*snicker*

3 posts in one day! *gasp*
Guess I'm making up a bit for my chronic absence of late.

Anyhoo, I just had to share these with you - What can happen when one of your parents is a graphic artist:

Zee Original:


...and then...

Rambo Baby!


heeheehee


Oh, dear.


ha ha ha ha ha


bebe-san?


Aw, Shrek Jr.!

...and my personal favorite:

Demon Baby! aaaaaaaaaah!

Simply Marvelous. All hail the powers of PhotoShop!

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Anyone recognize this "famous" blogger babe?

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