Saturday, January 17, 2009

Ha! &surprise! The Farber Fabulist, Dean at has tagged moi with a the "Six Random Things About Me" meme. Which is much better, considering local temperatures&shit, than asking me to stick my tongue on the school flag pole, but nonetheless a daunting task as "all things about me are random and discombobulated". Please, I will not apologize profusely and duck and run... but toe the line and come to task..... and as such and so forth and to wit&stuff... I will comply.

The Rules

1. Link to the person who tagged you.

2. Post the rules on your blog.

3. Write six random things about yourself.

4. Tag six people at the end of your post and link to them.

5. Let each person know they’ve been tagged and leave a comment on their blog.

6. Let the tagger know when your entry is up.

Six random things about me-

1.) I was in no way responsible for Hurricane Katrina. or The Bay of Pigs. or Chernobyl. or 9/11. Or any Martha Stewert recipes. or Alice Cromby's two month pregnancy back in '75'. or the b&e at the Trails End Saloon in '79. I wish folks would quit talking like they do.

2.) I discovered gravity. Absolutely. It was me. Or maybe it was the 'Law of Motion' thingee. Can't remember. The deal is that "folks that are drunk fall over". I may not be a scientist, but I do remember a thing or two the next day and sometimes I write them down.

3.) I was the 175lb wrestling champ in my ninth grade intramural league.

4.) I smoked dope and drank tequila with Ken Kesey at a party back in '76 at 3am. or 3am in '76, or smoked tequila and drank dope. Alla I remember is that both felt pretty good.

5.) I am afraid of heights. Unless I drink too much tequila or smoke too much dope. Then I am just too high to worry about it.

6.) I believe that Randal Graves is the King of Bohemia, or Cleveland. The differences blur when one has had too many beers, and , god bless me &shit, I do believe I am approaching that level.

I share the love with...


Johnny with the Good Stuff...

Missy in the Midwest

Dusty, The Keeper of Political Integrity&stuff


Dcap... the Wizard of all Wise,Wonderful,Witty&Worldly.... and burnt toast.

oKEE, Dokee.

Thursday, January 15, 2009

Shit&whiskers..... it is about -14 and I don't like it one godddammmm bit. With the wind it feels like -35. The heat is out in my apartment..... it was about 48 in there when I woke up at 6. The fucking hot water heater is out, too. So I am really pissed off. Winter sucks. What the fuck do we 'need' winter for anyways........ just so we can say it is 'not' fall, or spring?
I gonna write Obama.... I don't care if he isn't Prez for another week or so, BFD..... I want something DONE and NOW!!!!!
Calling the landlord.

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Shoe me the way out

mY Buddy, my stock broker sends me dis link...............

he still has a sense of humor. and after thirty years, he still hasn't found a way to get rid of me.

Monday, January 12, 2009

Sleep Disorders

OK. Here's the deal. There was a whole week of job anxiety. And, though I am through it for the most part, I still have this hang-over from my divorce where I can fall into severe depressive moods. And that launches all these sleep-disorder thingees..... none of them pleasant.
Wake up in the middle of the night, can't sleep.... yadda yadda&stuff.

Well, it got real bad. Just like a kid, I had visions of something under my bed. I'ld wake up and have to check under the bed. I have no idea what I thought was under there, but I would wake up in the middle of the night and check. I couldn't get over the feeling that there were dreadful things under there, and I would have to check. Just dust bunnies, odd underwear and mismatched socks. Ya, sounds stupid, but there it is. So I call up the shrink, Ralph, and explain whatza up and that it is killing me and he tells me he thinks he can help in only a few sessions. $300. I tell him I will think about it.

He calls me a few days later.

"Jimm, I am scheduling sessions. When do you want to come in and we will start working on your sleep issues."

"Ah, it's OK, Ralph," I tell him. "I got the problem solved. I talked with my bartender at Oblio's."

"Your bartender? How did he help you?"

"It was simple, Ralph, he just told me to cut the legs off the bed."

Peach on Earth & whrez me dezk?

OK Dokee! I have been told that I will not have a desk in my new dept. tomorrow. Or for two weeks. I will be spending the next two weeks in computer labs, checking out CRM programs for the client&other associated bullshit. I think it has been about four or five years since I totally cleaned out my desk and deleted some files and programs and e-mails.
From Mrs Naomi Solomon
No[104 Rue Des Martyrs Cocody
Abidjan, Cote d'Ivoire

I am the above named person from Kuwait . I am married to Mr Anthony Solomon who worked with Kuwait embassy in Ivory Coast for nine years before he died in the year 2004. We were married for eleven years without a child. He died after a brief illness that lasted for only four days.
Before his death we were both born again Christian. Since his death I decided not to remarry or get a child outside my matrimonial home which the Bible is against. When my late husband was alive he deposited the sum of $2. 5 Million (Two Million Five Hundred U.S. Dollars) in the bank here in Abidjan in suspense account.

Damn! I should have responded to that one ASAP! Wonder if it is too late?

POST-ELECTION WEALTH ALERT... for people that love freedom from government controls and the free market
During the next four years, the "O" inPresident Obama will stand for two things...
ONE: If you're unprepared, it will meanGreater OPPRESSIONof your freedoms and wealth than in any time in history!

Ooooops! I never did get around to reading #2!

In spking to Bill he said he has abt 7 invoices that dhl is mis-billing and he is gttng frustrated bcuz he can not affors to loose money and what the easyship system says that is what he is chrging his customer but when he gets a bill it a way high we are gng to try and get this resolved he said last year he spent anywhere from$80 to 90,000 a year last year and he is using fed-x 90% right now bcuz we can not get our billing straight I will work with Bill and get this straighten out so he can give dhl the majority of his intl shppng....

I think I rekummd dat dey let hm go, dat rep, bcuz he roat like sht. Ok.

So I sent in my request for what I would like for a new desk. But they said that Jabba already has it.
So I am still browsing for a new one as I clean out trash from my old one. Here's a nice piece of trash from my favorite Winkie-Dink Preacher, Pat Robertson and his take on Obama:
“I think what he says is dangerous,” Robertson blustered. “I think that it has a veneer of sophistication and it has a veneer of moderation, a veneer of intelligence, but underneath it he basically is selling out, well, the origins of our nation.
“America wasn’t built on Hinduism,” Robertson continued. “America wasn’t built on Islam. America wasn’t built on Buddhism. America and our democratic institutions were built on the Christian faith. There is no question about it…. And I think to put Christianity on a par with Hinduism, Buddhism, etc., I believe this man is doing a grave disservice to our nation.”
Course it isn't quite as bad as my favorite BAD Robertson quote:
"Just like what Nazi Germany did to the Jews, so liberal America is now doing to the evangelical Christians. It's no different. It is the same thing. It is happening all over again. It is the Democratic Congress, the liberal-based media and the homosexuals who want to destroy the Christians. Wholesale abuse and discrimination and the worst bigotry directed toward any group in America today. More terrible than anything suffered by any minority in history."

That one really broke me up! I think the liberal Americans and Gay Media are setting up death camps in Key West or Fire Island. I gotzta check with my Liberaly Gay Media American friends to find out the truth.

Well, anyways&stuff..... I'm sure that my next will look more like this:

Which really doesn't look so bad. It has a window view, after all.

But the larger part of all this is I probably won't be posting for a bit. And my sniveling, whiny, beer sot comments on other-peoples-pages may become a bit sparse......... but as the email Christmas card from a co-worker said, "Peach on Earth and Good Wilt to Men"*

*Elaena always thought Spell Check was a snack for the holidays!

I'll be around.

Why I like Blog People

Susan, from commented, (excuse me, I doan link well)

'We can only look back from where we are now.' Which turned my radio immediately to a very nice Joni Mitchell tune.

Yesterday a child came out to wonder
Caught a dragonfly inside a jar
Fearful when the sky was full of thunder
And tearful at the falling of a star
Then the child moved ten times round the seasons
Skated over ten clear frozen streams
Words like, when youre older, must appease him
And promises of someday make his dreams

And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and dawn
Were captive on the carousel of time
We cant return we con only look behind
From where we came
And go round and round and round
In the circle game.

Sixteen springs and sixteen summers gone now
Cartwheels turn to car wheels thru the town
And they tell him,
Take your time, it wont be long now
Till you drag your feet to slow the circles down
And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and dawn
We're captive on the carousel of time
We cant return we can only look behind
From where we came
And go round and round and round
In the circle game

So the years spin by and now the boy is twenty
Though his dreams have lost some grandeur
Coming true
There'll be new dreams, maybe better dreams and plenty
Before the last revolving year is through.

And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
Were captive on the carousel of time
We cant return, we can only look behind
From where we came

And go round and round and round
In the circle game

Everytime I hear that song...... I think of my son. He drives me in circles.

And I am reminded that love is never lost, it just grows with us.

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