About blocking

A lot of my favorite bloggers have recently run into the problem of their internet providers cutting off access to their blog pages. Generally this happens only for people at work who are able to update in the wee morning or late at night from their home ISP.

But, let's say you're a student. And you're trapped at a school that blocks your website. And your myspace page. And you can't do one gd thing about it. Well, your name would be LA. That's right, gossip hounds, Junk Feud is BACK. Again. For real. For now. Until LA goes back to school where it's all blocked again.


My work does not restrict any pages except those that are deemed to be part of phishing scams or bot networks. I will never want for bandwidth that I cannot have. Therefore, it makes me sad that so many of you are being restricted. It makes me want to cry a little. I can't believe I even had the intuition to visit LA's site again, but I couldn't be happier that one blogger has (temporarily) overcome her obstacles to get back to what she does best - gossip. Ginormous hugs to LA. We all missed you so much we almost could not stand it. Welcome back, Sweetie. :)

It's never too late...

...to make toys out of movies.



The entire Monty Python collection: is brought to me by Rude Dog at The Presurfer;* is brought to you by me!



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*That semicolon is for Stef. ;)

outside, 95 degrees inside.

It's hot in here. I'm not taking off my clothes. I am however, shutting down my brain for the rest of the day.

Hermione the superhero

Yeeeah didn't credit this photo* so I'm not sure where it came from, but I love Emma Watson's pose, outfit, lips, and hair in this one.



So much fun in a girl who was last seen partying it up with Corona and Budweiser bottles.



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*If anyone knows the source of the photo please drop me a comment so I can credit it correctly or remove it if necessary.

Specialities

Hay would like me to submit some of my photos to our local fair's art exhibit. I'm looking into that.

Last night I spent 20 minutes trying to get the perfect picture of a common blue butterfly and when I had lost all hope she sat down on the ground and spread her wings for me.





It was truly a special moment. I did let her lick my hand for a good ten minutes before that, and she must have sensed my sadness at not having captured the very perfect picture of her, so she wanted to make me happy.

One of my co-workers is a farmer. She spends the morning tending to her animals, then comes in at around 11:00am to work until about 7:00pm. It's nice that my employer allows her to be flexible with her schedule like that. Sometimes her animals get loose and she has to leave at a moment's notice. She never gets in trouble for this, just makes up the time as she can. The reason I'm telling you all this is because I can always tell when she arrives. It's not because I hear her voice or the jingling of her keys. It's her scent. She always wears this wonderful perfume that is the essence of a springtime garden. I love the scent of it wafting into my office, love how it always puts a smile on my face.

What's putting a smile on your face today, bloggies and -ers?*



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*(Je vous promets, I am not related to Mr. Rogers, just having a good day despite the early morning disasters which are not worth mentioning.)

One more congrats

...to Reese Witherspoon who is pregnant with her third child. Ryan Phillippe is a lucky, lucky man. (And Reese a lucky lady!)

Wah.

Note to self: You cannot take your bootcamped Mac to your conference because they want you to have Win XP SP 1, but Boot Camp only works on SP2 or higher. Doesn't that just suck donkey assballs?

(I'm such a potty mouth.)

Don't it figure...

So, anyway, I'm all nasty and sweaty and probably bad-smelly because it was supposed to storm tonight but when I got home it wasn't doing that yet so I busted ass to mow the entire lot of land. And what do I see outside? Freakin' sunny sky. No rain. Not even a hint. Stupid weather. *mumble* At least I worked some calories off, eh?

The 3 P's

Poppy's lunch today: Pepsi, popcorn, and pudding. YAR.

“Pet me!”

Hay and I were at his grandmother and cousin's dual birthday party. Oscar was in the corner sleeping, but I couldn't resist waking him up so that I could give him some lovin'. I think he appreciated it. :)

Sunday Garden Party*

Rock on, little lady!


A lady bug takes a night ride on a glistening peony bud

The full set of beautiful ladies and gents are available at flickr.


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*Flowers are worth fighting for, and celebrating. My Sunday segment therefore shall henceforth be titled Sunday Garden Party.

Watching all the girls pass by (pass by)

This pup has a habit of lying down in the street, but when we saw him on Wednesday he was on the sidewalk watching rush hour traffic pass by.



Such a cutie patootey. :)

Cigarillos are in order

Congrats to Gwen and Angelina on the birth of their babies.

Congrats to me for digging all those pesky ferns out of our 16'x25' wildflower garden!

Expect a delay in Sunday Garden, I've been diggin' in the dirt all weekend.

Quickie

Where to begin... *clck clck* Long day of planting. Very sleepy now. Goodnight. *snoooooooooooooz snt snt snt snort*

THIS is the quintessential reason why Femmebot could not have won

And I quote:

How did the Meatloaf duet come about? "They just came to me. It wasn't like it was my choice.*** They just said, Okay, you'll be singing with so-and-so...I didn't even know who he was. But now I do. He was like really big in the '70s, right?" (from: mj's blog, originally from: Entertainment Weekly)

If you don't know your music legends you don't deserve to become one of them. (Man, guess she's not seen Rocky Horror quite yet.)



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***She doesn't even respect the privileged opportunity to sing along side one of the biggest music legends of all time! Such a bitch!

You’re a Bewitching Babe

Guests who gain access to your lair can’t help but fall prey to your seductive ways. Sensual is the name of your game, and everything you surround yourself with ensures it’s a win-win ...

Which Glam girl are you?

Thanks to the lovely ladies of BarbieMartini.

A review of Over the Hedge by Poppy M. Cede

Simple words: fun, a bit on the heavy-hearted side, filled with “moral of the story”-type lessons, cute yet not cutesy, enjoyable.

My stepmom, a boy with his mom, and I were the only ones in the theater. At 10 minutes after the movie should have started the film master popped his head out the glass window into the theater to let us know that a party of birthday kids was scheduled to attend our movie but had not arrived yet. At 15 minutes after the previews started. Just as the very last preview ended the house lights were turned back on and the screen went blank. The film master popped his head back into the theater to let us know the party was in the building. Thing is, each of the kids had to get their concession stand order before they enetered the theater. Sooooo, 30 minutes after the movie should have started it finally did and we all were very confused - was this the start of the movie, or had the film been left turned on the whole time but just wasn't being displayed to the screen? The reason we questioned this was: A) because the fluffy movie trivia junk they play before the previews was playing over top of the movie; B) the movie starts with a scene of a raccoon trying to get a package of nacho chips out of a vending machine, and there are no credits for about the first 15 minutes. Because everyone in the theater thought it was not the start of the movie I actually got up, went all the way to the ticket master, and reported that I thought our movie had been playing while we waited for the birthday party folks. I don't mind making a fool of myself, so no harm no foul. Just another amusing story for the blog. ;)

The first bit and the ending of the movie remind me of The Village. (If you've seen the start of this movie and the end of The Village you'll know why.) The middle reminds me of Toy Story 2.

Stars: ☆ ☆ ☆ out of 5
Suggest: See it on DVD, or bring a kiddo (at heart) to the theater

And the winner is....

I loved the Idol show from last night! Of course, for whatever reason, both Hay and I fell asleep as soon as we got home at ~6:00pm and then woke up at 9:00pm to move from our couches to the bedroom so that we could sleep in until 8:00am this morning. Clearly I didn't get to watch the show live so I didn't dare to look at any news sites or watch any television before I watched the show first thing this morning.

I loved the awards and all the songs, so much better than any of the other years when the show was mostly just fluff about the two contestants for almost two hours until Ryan gave the results. This time I felt like I had a bit of closure with the other contestants because I got to see them perform about five more times. :) I still think Chris was robbed of a title, but he'll go on to do great things. And if I don't see an album from Paris Bennett that has at least one Billie Holiday song on it I might just have to jump off a bridge.

I screamed SO LOUD when Ryan said the winner was Taylor and NOT the femmebot. Poor Allie was staring wide-eyed and terrified at me while I celebrated Soul Patrol's victory. I am very content knowing that America was with me on this one. Thanks, America. You won't vote for a president of our country but you'll vote for another pop singer to grace the stages of our local concert halls. Yip, yip! Now, let's all rally together to vote Taylor for president! I'm confident he could do a better job than the current administration. :)

Clerks II - 10 years later

From the director of Jersey Girl* CLERKS:



Warning: This preview is R rated because of naked boobies and swearing.


Merci to Avi for hookin' a blogger UP.


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*I actually thoroughly enjoyed Jersey Girl. It was predictable, but still fun.

$100 laptop prototype

Really. For reals, yo.



The first $100 laptop prototype, running Fedora Linux as its OS. A laptop for every child can become a reality, and we can all become the zoned out robots we knew we had the potential to be! W00t!



(That second photo actually shows the Fedora OS, which is why I am posting it even though it's very similar to the first pic. I wonder how customizable the hardware of the machines will be...)

Thanks to Pete Barr-Watson for revealing the machine to the world.

I'm just askin’

I don't know anyone who did this *eyes up, to the left, then down* but I'm curious what your thoughts are about someone finally winning her disability from the state and receiving a lump sum for the disability she missed out on for the year she was fighting for it, so then she bought herself a flat screen TV with the lump sum. Is that right? Is that okay? I'm trying to accept it, because it currently goes against my right v. wrongedness. IMHO, better uses for the money: the bank, to pay off debt accrued while fighting for the money, charity, food and necessities.

Okay, now that you've formulated your opinion, what happens to it when I tell you that “she” is a girl, not a woman, and that her parents let her do this so that there is now a new TV in the living room? Yah, this is really hard for me. Difficult for me to not look totally shocked when I found this out. Err. I mean, when I thought it up! Right!

Hello, world!

Man, that was nasty. I don't enjoy 24-hour bugs, they just come over, steal your food, and leave. Effers...

Last night my parents came over for dinner even though Hay and I were a bit on the suffery side of life, and we watched American Idol. My parents don't watch it so I told them about Taylor and Katharine. They appropriately booed and hissed at Kat while praising and clapping for Taylor. If America voted for Kat they're idiots. She's inconsistent, she is still praising herself for getting notes right while Taylor is just effortless in all that he does. I realize Taylor is a bit older, but consistency rules over effability factor for me. Sorry, teeny bops. Of course, I'm in the INFP minority, so I'm guessing America votes against me.

Tomorrow I am seeing Over the Hedge with my stepmom, and I tell ya I cannot wait to see it. All that I've seen about it looks hysterical. I'll let you know how it was.

My life has been really busy but not so interesting lately. I blame it on the rain (yah, I pulled a Milli Vanilli there, hehehe) and on the fact that I was trying to get all my work done before VACATION which starts at ~4:30pm today. W00T! The Go-Go's are singing quite loudly in my head right now. I haven't had a vacation since October. So, I'm due one. I know, I know, some of you crazies go years sans vacation, but you're working mules and you'll die early. There are certain things we need in life to stay alive, and healthy teeth and play time are two of those things. ;)

I am waaaaaaay behind on blogs, so please excuse me while I catch up on them after my work is done. Happy Wednesday, y'all!

PS - P'nut, I saw Brokeback Mountain and didn't think it was very good. Same thing as in The Sopranos, what gay men MASH themselves into each other like that?! They looked like they were wrestling instead of sharing intimate moments. Stupidity.

blurg

I was at a training session yesterday. The trainer told us she had a stomach bug. Today I feel green. I wonder why.

The Brothers Grimm is on its way from Netflix. Anyone have comments about it?

Porch party recap

The porch party was a great success. It's actually the first party I've ever hosted with my new life philosophy: I told myself before the party that there was nothing to be anxious about, that I should just enjoy myself and everyone's company. I just didn't get anxious when at 10 minutes after 2:00pm with no one having shown up yet Hay and I realized that the chocolate fountain was too loud to use during the party so we had to swap out to the fondue pot. I didn't freak out about putting all the food out, didn't fidget with it until everything was “perfect”, just threw it on the table and moved to the next task. I didn't freak out at the very fact that no one had shown up at the start time of the party, and tried my best to convince Hay of the same. I didn't lose my cool when my niece insulted my uncle to his face by telling him she didn't want him at the party because he's difficult to get along with. (Yah, that was interesting, I was actually quite smooth in loudly exclaiming my affection for my uncle, that he's a really cool guy, and that my niece is also difficult to get along with so fair is fair.) I didn't break down when I realized people had left the party but I didn't get to say goodbye to them, let alone talk with them much. (Busy party. Lots of people roaming around two floors and on our porch. You get the picture.) I thoroughly enjoyed my party because I chose not to let anything get to me. Best party ever, 10 out of 10. I wish you could have been there with me to enjoy it.

Cake! The bakery lady asked me thrice to repeat what I wanted written on there...


The “lite fare” selections


Chocolate fondue!


A close-up of the chocolate


Everyone loved S's funky shoes


Happy baby!


The kiddos playing in our ditch puddles


The leftover cake

~the end~

Sunday Garden

There are several photos in the set, but many shots of a few different flower types. It's been a very busy and super rainy week. Much of what bloomed was knocked away in rain and wind. Such is life. You'll see a few flood pictures. On the positive side, here's a very nice teaser:



(The lilacs are blooming for their first time ever! Yippy!) And, the rest of the set is of course at flickr.

Charred

I burned my rice cakes just a little bit. Whoops. S'wat happens when you wander off to take photos of the Lilacs when you're supposed to be watching to make sure your meal doesn't catch fire.

US adopts the English language

I'm walking out the door to my next appointment, but I need to share this: The US Senate has just voted to make English the national language. How do you feel about that? I think it's a bit short-sighted. If we're going to adopt languages, we should consider going bilingual.

fyi

Dearest Blog Junkies,

Tomorrow is my porch party and this week of work has been super busy and it's the week of my co-worker-in-Iraq's return and we keep having flood-like conditions near my house which make it so that whenever we get sun we have to go out right away, do our lawncare until it's done, and scurry back in at late-o'clock at night.

What I'm trying to say: I'm not trying to ignore y'all, I'm just so busy I can't see straight. Vendela, this goes for you too, Sweetie. Je vous promets.

Back to the grind... Will tell you all about my porch party this weekend!

xoxo,
~Poppy

“...and they called it skeev-aroni.”

Don't you hate it when you're sitting in a business meeting and someone makes a sexist remark about [insert your gender here] and you kinda uncomfortably brush it off, then s/he makes another remark and another and you just don't know what to do with yourself? Me, too.

Now hear this!

P'nut is easily irritated. Man, I can't stop laughing about that, it's just so funny!

What? Not funny? *murr grumble glaring eyes* WELL IT'S FUNNY TO ME. :)


<- also easily irritated, hehehe.

AI results reflection

I was not sad to see Elliott go last night, but then again I could have cared less about any of them going. Did you see what a tight vote it was? 33% for each of them, then some portion of 1% separated them? As Hay says, that means no one cares about any of them. Whoever wins wins.

artificial tears

I just used my right hand to apply vanishing scent super-mentholated BenGay to my back and leg, then I cupped my face in my right hand. I cannot open my eyes fully because of the sting. My face is tingling. Time will fix this, but for now it really quite sucks the big doggy.

The news that's (mostly) fit to type

My prediction: Elliott is going home, AI finale will be Taylor vs. Katharine. WHO CARES?

I just finished watching Hostel. I'd like my 1 hour and 34 minutes back.

Brokeback Mountain is on its way from Netflix. Now, that's a movie I expect to be good.

My mom and stepdad came over last night to visit. I made them barbecued chicken, orzo with a bit of butter, and “all dressed”* salad. They loved it! While everyone else was seated and I was grabbing something from the kitchen Georgie lept onto the table (because that's where I give her treats everyday!) and looked very confused (no treats, just people food). Everyone laughed heartily as I picked her up and set her back down on the floor. For dessert we had cream horns and chocolate chip cookies that I did not make. All evening the cats ran around the house chasing each other, showing off for their grandma and grandpa. :) Those are my girls!

This work week has been hectic! I just don't understand it. Our busy time is supposed to be over! And yet, we're all just as busy as before if not moreso! Nuts-o-rama, man! I hope it slows down soon, I'm not sure I can take much more of this...

Oh, I pieced together that I will be missing our local balloon festival because I'll be away at a conference. I tried to figure out if I should leave the camera behind for Hay to take photos. I think that's probably the right thing to do. I mean, how interesting is a conference? Not very. How interesting is 20 balloons going over our house in the span of 30 minutes? Pretty effing exciting! :)

Britney's really pregnant with kid #2. That just slays my brain. Take a break, driver 8!^# Let your Jenny⁺ rest a bit in between! I know this is old news, but it's taken me several days to let it soak into my brain, marinate, and allow me to formulate an opinion: Brit should not have cheated on Justin Timberlake. Destiny unfulfilled.

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*In Québec “all dressed” pizza is topped with tomato sauce, pepperoni, mushrooms, green peppers and mozzarella cheese. My salad, however, did not contain these things. It instead contained hearts of Romaine lettuce, green pepper, red pepper, shredded carrot, cucumber, chickpea, tomato, onion, feta cheese, swiss cheese, cheddar cheese, bacon crumble, croutons, and salad dressing. Delish!

^#Reference to an REM song, yo. I of course just mean that she's moving too fast with the baby-making.

⁺Reference to a de la soul song, yo. Jenny=vagina. Sorry if your name is Jenny.

Yes, I'm busy today. How's your day? What's going on?

Party hearty!

We rocked the house for two whole hours! Yah, we're all old so our nights end young. But, our farewell lady drank an awesome Cosmo in a rocks glass because the BAR had no martini classes (wtf!?):



We did a toast with shots. My shot was Coke^TM, almost everyone else did Tequila. My officemate who is violent if she drinks Tequila also agreed to drink Coke, hence two glasses with dark liquid while the rest have light liquid:



Yes, my co-workers are, in fact, lemmings. ;)

Today is the day to: Party.

My co-worker who was serving in Iraq returned to the States several weeks back. To celebrate his return to work as of today we are taking him out after work and getting him pissed (in the drunk way, not in the mad or urine-type way). Cheers to soldiers returning with their brains and hearts still functioning!

Taste test

Do you know what makes the best grill burgers? Worcestershire sauce. Num. :)

At least for me. What makes your best burger?

Sunday Garden: Mother's Day edition

Happy Mother's Day to all of you with furless, furry, and inanimate children! My gift to you: flowers. :)

A special gift:



A delicately moise parrot tulip. Enjoy!

There's a brain fungus amungus.

Do you know how odd and shocking it is to look down in your garden and think you're looking at a small animal brain? You do? Good, then you can commiserate with me.

For those of you who can't, here's what scarred us briefly, but then turned into pure fascination:



It will be part of Sunday Garden, but I'm not sure that many of you look through the whole set so I'm offering this up on the front page.

All your eggs are belong to us.*

I assure you that I am not the Pam to his Jim, but my officemate and I are a bit tight. Yesterday he gave me a little prezzie of which he also has one, so now we both have this tiny placard hanging from our cork boards in our shared office:



She's crushing her enemies, which are in the form of eggs. That's a carton of egg enemies to her left. :D

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*I'll explain to those who need it: The title is a ripoff of All Your Base Are Belong To Us, and the grammatical “error” is intentional. (Who doesn't know about AYB?!)

Dual boot

I just Boot Camped my MacBook Pro. Took about an hour because Windows takes so freaking long to install. Runs slick! I wouldn't do it, except I am the leader of the Macheads so I need to have the knowledge and experience under my belt. Also, I need a Windows laptop for a conference I'm attending in the next few months, so this was the most cost effective (free!) option for me. It's Windows, so I'm not impressed or disappointed, but if anyone wants to ask me questions or talk about your experiences, here I am.

*sigh*

Did anyone else have that sad, nauseated desire to cry your eyes out when you saw Jim tell Pam that he loves her, then also when they kissed but she pulled back?*

You can totally tell these two love each other!!!
If I didn't have to put the trash outside right now I think I'd be sobbing. I just wanna give Jim a big hug and tell him it's okay. So heart-wrenching...

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*Yes, I'm fully aware what happens in the UK version of the show. In fact, I own both DVD sets and sometimes watch the episodes out of order for fun. Yes, I saw the UK reunion special. Even if the US version mimics their relationship exactly it's still sad to see this happen again.

Poppea!

I ate a bag of popcorn as a snack* before heading home because I knew it would be several hours before dinner and didn't want to get low blood sugar. About a half hour after I ate the snack it was time to go home with Hay. As I was waiting outside for him my mind decided to wonder why there weren't other vegetables that could be popped. And, of course my mind thought of peas, which I hate, but pop-pea sounds like Poppy so I'm sure that's why my brain chose it. Imagine a dried out pea placed in a scorching hot pan. What would it do? Would it become poppea like its friend corn becomes popcorn, or would it just explode into bits and pieces and be disgusting? I don't own any dried peas to test this, but I see no evidence of anyone having mentioned poppea on the Internets before me (Poppea capitalized is a different matter...) so I'm claiming it as mine! All mine!!! Muhahaha! Except I hate peas, and I haven't tested to see the results yet, so what does that get me, exactly? Hmm.

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*This snack rules. Only 100 calories in each entire bag!

F U A I

That's secret code for “fuck you American Idol”. W00t to Chris. :) Even if he doesn't take the offer, Idol is very sorry they let him go.

A blossoming butterfly

Does that mutant onion ring not look like a beautiful butterfly? I made that, by mistake, on Tuesday night for dinner.

Cheaters sometimes prosper

If you want to know who's going to get kicked off Idol for the next two shows visit Dial Idol. They track the busy signals of the contestants to predict the ranking of each contestant. They correctly predicted Chris with the lowest number of votes, and Katharine with the second lowest number. Thanks to Hay for passing me the info! Next year if these guys are still around I probably won't even bother watching the results show. ;)

HOLY MOTHER FUCKER.

America voted Chris off the show. That's just effing wrong. Hay is saying America did the right thing, but this is a democracy and that's why George "Dumbass" Bush is in office. Oh, wait - it's because the VOTES ARE RIGGED.

The new guy

Here's what happens when the new guy doesn't know his route:


(cliquez to see the full names of all the donuts that had not arrived)

NO donuts! It was 8:30am when Hay and I showed up at this local D² on Monday. I bought an iced coffee instead. This morning I bought another iced coffee (and a donut/doughtnut) but they were out of cream so they poured those little tiny personalized real half & half thingamajigs into my coffee then told the next person they didn't have any more cream. Oops.

Piriformis Syndrome

I think I have this, which is why none of my back treatment has quite worked. I shall be bringing this up with my doctor on Monday. One-point-five years later we may be getting closer to the cause ergo the cure.

Guess who

Grubby

That's my grubby paw cupping a bit of mini-world moss I found in one of the flower beds. Whenever I see moss I fantasize about it being a mini version of rolling hills, or a cliffside or a jungle spot. I never think about any people using it, just the pristine version.

If you click the image you'll see the ginormous version, where you can really see the dirt embedded into my fingers. :)

Inconceivable!

Which Princess Bride Character are You?
this quiz was made by mysti


Brought to you via me by the talented and wonderfully racked Penny Shagwell. :)

Idolizing the leftovers

I thought all day that Elvis night would suck. I was wrong.

Taylor had a bit of a technical malfunction with his playback earpiece (I think) and just threw it to the side and kept on rocking. That's a pro. Taylor's rendition of In the Ghetto was quiet and modest and small and wonderful and brilliant. That really is a record I would buy. From his falsetto to his low notes, just incredible.

Ryan's comment to Simon about his driver and his Mercedes was totally out of line.

But, effing A do I love Chris. I wanna dry hump his voice. *swoon*

Elliott really was great tonight.

Kat's going home.

Stace, I promise I'm not trying to take your job, but this week's Idol is finally something to talk about. ;)

Political campaign

President George W Bush's approval rating is now a soggy 31%. As someone points out at Moxie's site, that's below freezing. I know that some presidents have had lower ratings, but I do think it's time to step up the impeachment campaign.

“You like me! You really like me!”*

Am-ee-nals who were visiting PetsMart to drum up interest for our local animal shelters.







SO adorable, I want them all. :)



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Implied in the tone of Sally Fields in her 1984 Oscar acceptance speech for Places in the Heart.

Sneak peek: JackEbrown part deux

JackEbrown is BACK and The Churning has the exclusive first look of his newest video.




I loves me some JackE. :)

If you don't know him, here's his first video.

The King to be butchered

Wow, that sounds harsh. All I'm trying to say is that the Top 4 Idols are singing Elvis Presley songs this week. I suppose that's a spoiler in itself, but AOL Television has leaked all the song choices. Click at your own risk..

Happy Monday morning, everyone!!!!!!

Oh, I just want to give you all a big bear hug!!!!


(Yah, I have no idea what has possessed me to be so happy on a Monday. Just... let's entertain me.)

Yummy

Do you love Rice Krispies treats? How about chocolate? Are you looking for a tasty treat that rates as a D- on the nutrition scale but an A+ in your mouth? Try the new Split Stix!



Lots of fat*, lots of carbs, no protein, one measly gram of fiber, just plain bad for you! Yippy!


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*For some reason the calculation of fat on the calorie counter site shows up as Total Fat = 0g, but directly below it you'll see that Saturated Fat = 3g, which is how much fat there really is in there. There are actually 4.5 grams of fat per serving, which I thought sounded right but the Internetses confused me. I just checked a real, actual box in my house and it said 4.5 grams. Really.

Le jardin de dimanche

Voici voila.



Warning: The set is super huge this week. That's what happens when my memory stick is doubled...

Porch party clarification.

Just so no one builds up with anticipation then wonders why I'm not posting about said porch party, it's not until May 20. So, you have lots of time to figure out where I live, or just tag along with ACW, Kim, Jules, Bdogg, or Stacy who already know (approximately) where I live.

I'm tired.

Seriously. I went to bed before 10:00pm last night, woke up this morning at 7:45am, mowed the lawn at 10:00am, worked on a project to be divulged later with Hay until 4:00pm, snoozed out on the couch until about 5:00pm, woke up and did some more of undivulged project until about 7:15pm, and now I'm sitting here wondering why the 7734* this cold won't just show itself, take me down, and get it over with. You know what I am say-ing?

Anyway, I'm sorry to be boring, but I'm too tired to think of something great to say or to offload my photos so that I can upload them, so here's one I planned to use for Sunday garden. It's not second best, I assure you.



Yah? Yah!


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*I couldn't find a font that made the 4 look like an upside-down h. Oh well. :)

Dwight Schrute Bobblehead

You know you want one two. Pre-order now.