New cuteness in the office… bailey the puppy… going to try and usurp Newt and Dexter for the adoring folks in accounting.
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for future birthday wishes. :)
8^)
I dreamt about my sweetie as a young girl last night. Hearing her laugh, her hair in braids… Iām still smiling about it now. It’s remarkable just how much delight she can bring.
Cool Keywords to my site this morning – Yahoo godzilla and slippers I’m #9.
I think I found what the folks searching for south florida sun-sentinel zombies were looking for here.
ugh… I couldn’t watch more than 3 minutes of that Anna Nicole show.
It *was* like watching an accident, but I had to look away. Too much gore.
back, you denizens of deepest dark!
back! you murderous mockeries of mortal men!
what I saw in my head on Friday.
They all live in there. Contrary to what you might think, the skull is more about blissful blank thought than evile. Angry ant is just misunderstood.
best set of search words for my site this month –
Google south florida sun-sentinel zombies land on beach
I’m proud to say that I’m #1 on google for beached zombies.
My apartment is about two blocks on the right and maybe four blocks behind the camera. The pringles potato chip looking on the left is the park where the singing fountain is.
I bet you won’t find this in a kid’s book these days –
From Chapter four of The Emerald City of Oz, by L. Frank Baum.
“I want you to march this army through an underground tunnel, which I am going to bore, to the Emerald City of Oz. When you get there I want you to conquer the Oz people, destroy them and their city, and bring all their gold and silver and precious stones back to my cavern. Also you are to recapture my Magic Belt and return it to me. Will you do this, General Crinkle?”
“No, your Majesty,” replied the Nome; “for it can’t be done.”
“Oh indeed!” exclaimed the King. Then he turned to his servants and said: “Please take General Crinkle to the torture chamber. There you will kindly cut him into thin slices. Afterward you may feed him to the seven-headed dogs.”
“Anything to oblige your Majesty,” replied the servants, politely, and led the condemned man away.
Italics mine.
hey! I did an oz post, one year ago today, too!
sim-sim-salabim!
Go ahead, and answer in the comments if you need or want more room. š
I need to put up some wind chimes. There’s a nice breeze in the courtyard.
They’re making a hellboy movie? That’s wacky… it’ll be a major stinker, or a sweet, sweet piece of candy. I’m hoping for candy. I look forward to seeing how such stylized are will look as a “live action” sort of thing. Ron Perlman is a good pick for him… I wonder how Abe Sapien will turn out?
Skipping the Jazz brunch…too hot and crowded. I did swing by long enough to get a strawberry-lemonade punch and an arepa, though. The music that I did manage to hear was pleasant, though more like the islands than classic jazz.
Anna Nicole show is on tonight… not sure if I’ll tune in or not. Sort of like a traffic accident… I shouldn’t look, but I’m curious.
Cancerless Cigarette? -The Air-2 Vapir Kit from Advanced Inhalation Revolutions aims to deliver tobacco’s “vital essence” while eliminating its heath hazards.
Instead of burning tobacco, the Vapir Kit heats it and then emits its vapors so smokers can get a nicotine buzz with up to 99 percent fewer carcinogens, according to the company director Shaahin Sean Cheyene.
A moment is eternal… for as long as it lasts.
Ahhh… back from getting groceries. Hooray for a bike with a cargo space! I got a good workout, because I wanted to get ice cream home before it’d melt. A grand experiment. Looks good!
Cherry chocolate chip!
I have too many friends that take the wrong things seriously. Like looking for gritty realism in a BEM movie. They should be appreciating the real story in signs, I think, and not yelping about plot holes… I liked the flick, but a few plot inconsistencies, and many of the geeks I know are treating it like it’s coated in Ebola monkey feces. Pooties on them! They don’t get that it’s a framing technique and that the real story is what’s important.
Ah well.
Moment of Zen –
In my young days I never
Tasted sorrow. I wanted
To become a famous poet.
I wanted to get ahead.
So I pretended to be sad.
Now I am old and have known
The depths of every sorrow,
And I am content to loaf
And enjoy the clear autumn.
– Hsin Ch’i Chi
(Translated by Kenneth Rexroth)
Hmmm – “Most L.A. theater productions get a standing ovation. Are we less discerning, more easygoing or just polite?” Most theatre I’ve gone to does this too…I was wondering if it was a politeness thing, too. I personally like to show appreciation to performers, and to respond to them.
back from signs.
Actually, the spoiler warning is just me being extra cautious. M. Night Shyamalan has made a specialty out of surprise endings, and this is no exception. I swear, I won’t ruin that for anyone, even those who go past the spoiler warning.
Let me get it out of the way.
Okie dokie… Going out to see Signs tonight. I hope it’s good! The 9:30 show…my least favorite time to catch a movie. I dig matinees, and midnight movies the most.
Rotten tomatoes seems to like it. I hope that my brain stays wakeful enough to pull it off.
I’ve started thinking about Halloween. I think a nice lazy costume would be just putting on a toe-tag, and saying I’m a fresh cadaver. Or, if I want to put more effort into it…. I’d be a cute sailor moon.
Tomorrow’s Sunday Jazz brunch is on the boardwalk…. scheduled to be there are: George Tandy / Johnny Padilla / Cozy Michaels / Grits n’ Gravy / Cool Breeze with Astrid
I’ve never heard of any of ’em… but it’ll be nice to get up and have a little food, a little walk, and maybe discover an enjoyable artist that I’ve never listened to before.
keywords to my site today:
- Yahoo little chocolate donuts
- Google serbia amputees
- Yahoo morbid livejournal icons
- Google flip your eye lids
- Yahoo sleestak pictures
It’s not smoking you have to worry about…
…it’s the ashtrays.
As we all know, smoking is really bad for your health. What a lot of people don’t realize is that when you smoke, those few minutes of your expected lifespan are literally transformed into the ash you flick away into an ashtray. Ashtrays, each and every one of them, are constructed by a single group running several dozen front companies.
Basically, unless you’re putting out your smokes beneath your heel or in the ashtray your kid made at camp, you’re dispensing your ashen life into this group’s eager little receptacle. Their ashtrays absorb the life force from the ashes and sends it to a central holding facility. No one knows for sure what these guys are going to do when they’ve collected all that life energy, but it’s probably going to be huge.
Incidentally, there’s talk of a rival organization leading the anti-smoking political agenda from behind the scenes. They probably figure removing smoking sections, and thus ashtrays, from restaurants and bars is a good first step towards thwarting whatever it is this ashtray company is trying to do.
Well, Laundry is done!
I woke and slept in staggering shifts all night and part of the morning. I only remember a fragment of a dream…I was sitting indian-style on the floor at work, because my pants were ripped for some reason.
My brother was going to pawn his Ps2 to cover old debts…I told him I’d lend him whatever money he needed…he told me to hang onto his playstation as incentive for him to pay him back… I told him ok, but that if he really wanted it back, he could come and get it. Meantime, I have a playstation in the house. Kind of nifty to have a DVD player that’s not attached to a hard drive. (I give him three days before he’s bored out of his gourd, and wants it back. ;))
Games are – Spiderman, GTA3, a surfing game, a racecar game, a football game, a soccer game, motocross, and skateboarding.
I’m enjoying Spidey… Bruce Campbell does the tutorial and narrator voice-overs, and it’s pretty fun…. but I think that I’ll be taking a nap soon, to try to recover my electrical charge, and remove this little headache-seed that’s beginning to bloom.
The Premo’s subs by the Laundromat makes a fantastic veggie sub! Big and filling! *pats tummy* Fountain Root beer, and a choc-chip cookie for dessert. I’m set for a while.
Two years ago today, they implemented interests on LJ… I’m still disappointed that they limit them to 150 now.
Thick, hard rain just came out of *nowhere* that’s my bedtime cue. seeya, dear journal!
Telemarketers that call at 8:20 on Saturday morning have a special place in Hades reserved for them.
No, I don’t want the Miami Herald. The paper sucks, and if I wanted it, I could read a non-ink-messy version online for free. No, I don’t care that it’s a special deal.
At least I have the little three tone autodialer wave file on my answering service now. (thanks, rgladiator !)
Art Conspiracy is Nice! They allow for many types of galleries, and is easily used, including an internal journal and comment system. If I didn’t already have LJ, I’d consider using that as a base of operations.