Is it just me???

Do any of you watch So you think you can dance? Does anyone else think that Mary Murphy looks like Rosie and Marie's love child??? lol
I swear I can't look at her without thinking that there was a drunken night between those two!!

lol!! I just had to share!!

Peace ya'll!

....Floating....Or Space and what it feels like.....

Talk about strange. I was launched into the air by some sort of rocket. They pushed me out the door and told me to remember to do at least 2000 flips before landing back on Earth. I wasn't wearing a space suit. So I flip, flip, flip, and I realize, I'm all alone. Flip... flip.....flip.....I whistle....flip....no sound. I try and sing, flip..... flip...... flip....I can't hear anything. I try to look around as I flip....but can see nothing. It's endlessly dark, flip...flip...flip...

I begin to think about being all alone above the Earth.... flip...flip...flip.... I don't even want to be an astronaut. Flip...flip...flip.... Holy crap! I hate heights... flip..flip..flip..flip... I start to panic as I am flipping. Flip..flip..flip. I am flipping out of control. Flipflipflipflipflip. Much too quickly, I see the Earth rushing closer.... flipflipflipflip...flip...flip...

I'm of center...I'm gonna crash.....it's soo dark.....i wish there was a light....I wish I wasn't alone....

Where the hell are my shoes?!?!?!

Peace ya'll!

STRANGENESS....

Ok, this is gonna be a weird one. I keep having these recurring dreams about marijuana. I have NO idea why. I have NEVER (really) NEVER smoked the stuff. For some reason tho, I keep having dreams about NEEDing it. WHAT is up with that? Seriously? I am a little concerned.

I know people who've smoked, I've SEEN people smoke. I just don't understand why I sometimes dream about it. It's very disconcerting.

Ok, just thought I'd get that off my chest.

Peace ya'll!

Feelin......funky today.

Some of the things I need to say to myself....and others....lol

BACK TO JAIL!!!!!

The public outcry of "INJUSTICE!!! CELEBRITY JUSTICE! MONEY CAN BUY YOU ANYTHING!!" Were apparently heard by all involved with the media. What a firestorm followed the release of and subsequent re-jailing of this "poor, little, rich girl."

I have to admit that I watched like a bad accident as paparazzi, and legit news outlets buzzed around the outside of her home. I asked myself, "why am I watching this circus? I can't even stand this girl!" and that in itself was my answer. She gets under my skin and rubs my sense of justice the WRONG way.

I watched hoping she would go back to jail serve her time and learn something about what it means to be a human being.

I heard so much about her being sad, and hysterical and sans moisturizer. Jail is NOT supposed to be fun! It's supposed to make you feel like crap, so that you won't want to go back. It's supposed to make you say, "Hey, I better tighten up and get straight!"

I don't understand her appeal, I don't think little girls should look up to her. She is a sad commentary on what we as a country are interested in. There is a war going on where people are dying and we are transfixed by this useless waste of space. UGH! I need a life!!!!

Go to jail PARIS!!! DO your time and next time, DON'T do the crime.

Peace ya'll!

That's F@#!ed up!

Paris Hilton Released from Jail Posted on June 7, 2007 (EST)

Socialite and Hotel Heiress Paris Hilton

has been released from jail after only 3 days.

I can hardly wait for all the other prisoners to claim they aren't well enough to serve their sentences. Can you imagine the frikkin uproar?

Paris was reportedly not coping well behind bars. She cried through most of her 23 hours in jail everyday, had three blankets but no pillow, and complained that jail noises and her bright cell are keeping her awake.

Uh....Boo-FUCKIN-Hoo??? How many "REGULAR" people have cried in jail? She's uncomfortable?!?!? So is everybody else! What the hell is this country coming to? Since when is it part of the deal for jail to be comfortable? Isn't that the point of jail? So that when you go you are encouraged to NOT commit the same stupid crimes again? I mean honestly. WTF?!?!?!?

Things like this really get under my skin. It's sickening to know that if you have enough money and are in enough newspapers, magazines and bullshit you get special treatment. If I thought it would make a difference, I would get a petition going. Oooh someone did... www.ipetitions.com/petition/jailparishilton/

SIGN IT!!!!

Peace ya'll!

satisfying news.....

Ahhh....the sweet sound of a moron...going to jail. http://apnews.myway.com/article/20070505/D8OTV73G0.html

For some reason I am getting such joy out of knowing that at least one idiot is gonna be off the streets tonight!! lol I am so sick of celebrities and pseudo "celebrities" getting away with shit the rest of us would never get away with!

I can only hope that her stay in "jail" is miserable. What a waste of air.

Peace ya'll!!

New Beginning....

Why is it so hard to say what we are really thinking? I mean seriously? What's the big deal? It's 12:45am right now and I'm feeling stiffled by my beliefs. I probably shouldn't be blogging but there ya go! What is it that makes me censor myself?


Why do I feel like, if I express myself a certain way, I'm gonna have the wrath of so many people on me? Why do I care?


Gonna start being more honest.

Peace ya'll!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!!

Gonna have fun tonight!!! WHOOT WHOOT!!!

Learning to Forgive....

Eph 4:31-32 (Phi) Let there be no more bitter resentment or anger, no more shouting or slander, and let there be no bad feeling of any kind among you. Be kind to each other, be compassionate. Be as ready to forgive others as God for Christ's sake has forgiven you.

I hope that some day my heart will learn these lessons...

Peace ya'll

Leaking Juices.....

Ugh you guys are durty! My creativity is slowing leaking out of my brain. I started this "painting" a day project in January and sometimes I wonder... "WHAT WAS I THINKING?" I was thinking that just THIS would happen.

Stumped, Vashimmeled! I've got Skooty....(that's nothing)

There is so little to be inspired by sometimes and I notice that the spinning of the planet doesn't help. My world is so narrow and so encapsulated....... hmm....and idea is forming......yes...it's working it's way through.....

We'll see what happens.

Let us stream of conciously write and see what happens? I will try it and when I make an ass of myself, promise thatyou will laugh heartily!

Peace ya'll!

Totally Forgot to Post this...

Ok, so I think I mentioned it before, my oldest brother is a Miami-Dade Police Officer. He called me last week to tell me this story about his 4yr old daughter Natasha. Let me set this up for you.

Gordie (that's my brother) and his family, wife Yami, Natasha and son Jake were going to the Miami Seaquarium. The kids had been given granola bars to snack on during the ride there. apparently Natasha likes to compete with her 1 yr old brother Jake and decided that whoever had eaten their bar the fastest was the winner.

I don't think Jake really cared or even knew that he was in a race. Natasha had finished her granola bar first and raised her hands in triumph!

"I win!" she yelled.

Yami: "Wow Natasha, how did you finish that so fast?" (wait for it.....)




Natasha : "I wasn't dickin around!"

Stunned silence and then the sound of Yami smacking my brother for saying these things around his daughter.

Needless to say, I nearly fell out of my chair laughing, becaus eI can't tell you how many times I've warned my brother that children are little sponges and will repeat things that you say in the most embarassing situations.

I don't think Gordie will really change the way he talks around his kids. He just can't help himself. No sooner did he tell me this story than he told me about another occasion.

Natasha was being sent to her room for something that she did. Her mom was not happy with her. As she stomped past Gordie, he heard her mumble under her breath.

"What a bunch of bullshit."

So, my friends the lesson today is, be careful what you say around the kids. It WILL come around and bite you in the behind us!

Peace ya'll!

American Idol Gives Back????

Ok, I don't know if it's me and my cynical mind or what. I was watching this show with Trink last night, and just got so frustrated and annoyed. I see all of these self-righteous Hollywood folk on T.V. begging for money from "us". I'm annoyed because they sit in their 12 bedroom mansions up on hills and behind gates and are surrounded by so much excess that they don't know what to do. So they come on T.V. and pretend to be concerned and guilt us into sending our last few dollars to make a difference.

Now, don't get me wrong. I'm all for making a difference and actually helping people. I just have a problem with celebrities making as much money as they do and acting like they actually give a shit. 1/3 of one of Simon Cowell's paycheck could (according to Ryan Seacrest) send 100's of children in Africa to school. Write the damn check Simon! Sign over one of your paychecks! Ryan, Paula, Randy! All you idiots!

Granted I heard at last count they had actually raised $30 million. I just hope all of the money actually goes to help those really in need.

I suppose it just really irks me when I hear that it takes $200 to send an African child to school for the year and yet you go and visit them with bottled water, and $400 shirts and giant gold rings and a frikkin $100 ball cap. I just don't get it. Publicity? Ratings?

UGH! I just can't handle the hypocrisy! Instead of bringing them bubbles or toys or candy. Bring them something they can USE! Like decent housing or a clean water system. Good Lord!

PLECH! I think I'm done with the rant I was just really annoyed last night.

Peace ya'll!

You know I mean?

Fighting Spirit!

Thanks to SYD at http://www.adrenalinesshadow.com for the post. I TOTALLY stole it from her!!

1944 Miss America Venus Ramey was the first red head to win Miss America. During WWII, her picture was painted on the side of fighter planes which made 68 raids over Germany, and never lost a man. At a time when it seemed the country was losing the war, this story made the Associated Press and built a nation’s morale.
That was then…

This is now…Ms Ramey, now 82, lives on a farm in south-central Kentucky, and she is still FIERCE. Having been burglarized in the past, when she spotted intruders on her property, Ms Ramey propped herself on her walker to retrieve her .38 snub nose pistol. She then shot out the tires on the offending vehicle and flagged down a passing car to call 911.

Preliminary Results....

Trink just checked in and her results of our experiment are kind of sad. Some of the responses were...

"I don't see that."

"What are you on?"

and the most common one... "If you say so."

This in turn made my Trink feel silly because of their responses. What a good sport she is to help me out with my little whims of goofiness. I feel kind of bad for people who just don't have happiness in their hearts....

Maybe I'll try something else. See if my Trink is willing!!! I wonder if anyone else will try it. I'd love to hear what is happening elsewhere....

Peace Ya'll!! Mad love to my Trinket!!!

GLORIOUS MORNING!

Ok So, I challenged Trink to a little experiment this morning. I asked her when she gets to work and greets people to say, "What a glorious morning!" and really mean it. I told her I thought it would make her day better and brighter and probably everyone else's that she spoke to. She PROMISED that she would do this, so I'll let you know how it turns out! Try it for yourselves!

Peace!

Mornin Walkin....

Well, I gotta say, that I'm very proud of us. We got up on Monday morning at 5a.m. and took a walk around our complex with the dog. We did this again this morning. yes, of course there are complaints and aches and pains. Sometimes it's just too damn early. I think that something just clicked. We just keep puttin our shoes on, and getting dressed and just going. We sort of have a plan. But we aren't putting too much stress on ourselves about it.

It's encouraging to know that we can do this. Rather, that I can do this and not die. lol. One step at a time, one day at a time. I think it will really make a difference for me in my emotional well-being. So, YEA US! lol I think I'll take our digital camera with us tomorrow morning. I hope this lovely cool weather holds out for a good long while in the morning.

so that's what we've been up to. Keep good thoughts for us! Much love ya'll!

Peace!

Strange kids....

We have the strangest bunch of creatures living in our home. I don't know if any of you animal lovers/owners out there notice this or not....but.... Our "kids" each have they're own personality.

We have the old lady... Midnite who, everytime I talk about her, she gets 10 yrs older. Katrina rescued her from a per store when she was in high school. She's the matriarch of the house. She keeps the young'ins in line. Sometimes I can see her glaring at the "other" ones like they would just disappear. She's not very social with strangers. It took her about a year to get used to me. She loves chicken and milk like any good cat would.

Then we have Nemesis, who I swear has a complex. She's a bit overweight and we never hesitate to tease her about it... (can you say hypocrites???) Katrina took her in when Nemi's mom brought her to Trink's door. She was really tiny and sickly. It's like the kitty mom KNEW that Trink would take care of her. Nem is super moody. She likes attention, but only if you are paying attention to her and her alone. She will nip your fingers if you stop scratching her. And will take her frustration out on anything or anyone nearby. It's quite funny. SHe likes red licorice and anything that is anyone elses...lol.

Callisto is 'our' cat that we adopted from animal rescue. She was the cutest, sweetest, tiniest little thing. I was in LOVE..... we brought her home and the 2 eldest ones glared, and spit and carried on. It was as if we had coused them with freezing water and then laughed. Calli, took over immediately. She was loving and snuggly and just wanted to be a person so badly. You could see it in her eyes. She wanted to play with the others, but they just turned their noses and tails at her. She is like a little kid. She will put her arms around you like a hug and just go right to sleep. I swear she thinks she's a baby. Now Cali is most like me I think. She loves tomato soup and sour cream, and peanut butter. What is that about?? She LOVES peanut butter. She comes running from the other room, if anyone has any. Soo funny. She likes to think she's queen bee, but midnite puts her in her place.

Ashton, is out bunny. He was a Valentine gift for Trink. He's a dwarf bunny, with beautiful grey-blue eyes. Sweet as can be with Trink. He LOVES her. When we let him out, he runs around the house looking for Nemesis. Apparently he's in love with her. I don't know why he chose the least social of our cats, but her just loves her. He will run circles around her as if trying to get her to chase him and she just lays there looking at him like he's crazy. It's the cutest thing.

Then, of course there's our angel. Lana. She's soo frikkin funny...but you have heard all about her..... I just think that it's kind of crazy how they all have their own little personalities and quirks. We are such an unusual mix of creatures here in our house......

Just thought you should know.

Peace ya'll!

Ghetto Fabulous!

Ok, so I've pretty much lived in the ghetto my whole life. First down in North Miami. Now here in beautiful Plantation. (a couple of not so ghetto-ish places in the interim.)

The one thing that I really, really loathe about living in the ghetto, is the thoughtful people who share their music with me at 2 in the fuckin mornin. What the hell is that about? Is it really necessary to drive through the parking lot with your bass cranked so loud that it shakes the windows?

I frikkin live on the 4th damn floor and your shit is wakin my ass up. I just don't get it. I never have. maybe I'm turnin into an old cranky lady, I don't know. But I never did that as a teenager either. I just don't understand the need to wake the whole complex up.

Yes it frustrates the hell out of me. I can deal with the drug dealers....(sheeya right!) and the delinquent morons who destroy things that were just fixed in the building...(mutherfaqers) but the noise level, the lack of thought, the pure inconsideration for your fellow man...is just annoying as all get out.

Florida has just become the armpit of the United States. I've lived here my whole life and it's just gotten soo much worse.

PLECH and KaPLOOOEY!!

Peace Ya'll and turn your music down in residential neighborhoods. I'm not afraid to call the cops.