Spam tastes better fried, NOT sent...
We all receive spam in our e-mail inboxes. Spam is the annoying junk mail that we get for no reason other than perhaps we browsed a web site and our cookies were enabled at that time. I hate spam and have my junk mail filter set to the highest setting possible!
Here's the new bitch. Spam comments on my blog. This is utter bull crap. I'm a bit disgusted by it, and of course I can always delete these comments, but now our blogs aren't safe from this junk either. It seems that when people want you to know something, they come at you in every forum, in every way possible.
I sent my friend Hamburg an e-mail about this, but to no avail. I didn't get a reply. It's nice to have such good friends, huh? He's probably busy being busy and living life, but still a simple answer would have been nice. No hard feelings though Steven.
So now this is what I'm dealing with. I think it sucks. Looks like blogger is going to be hearing from me now. It's just more agida that I don't need. Whatever...To those Spammers out there I only have one thing to say...BITE ME!
Not again!!! I call foul!
We have this weekly football pool going on at my work. It's usually about $120.00, and the pay-out comes on Tuesdays after the Monday night game. I pay my $6.00 a week, my averages of wins over losses is pretty decent, and yet I just don't come close enough to win. My friend, Brian (the Weasel) Whetzel is the big winner now two weeks in a row!
How are hard-working gamblers such as myself and others supposed to send our children to Community Colleges, buy G.I. Joe action figures, pay for tee-ball, etc...if we can't get a break and win? This is not like the Lotto, but I realize you have to play to win, (which might be why I haven't won the Powerball yet!) and I throw away milk money in order to do this!
If Brian wins again, I think that he should be barred from playing for a week, and have to buy all of us Quizno's on Sunday. If I won, it would be the least that I would do. (I know, I say that now...) I told Ken that he's going to have to start playing...at the very least it will double our chances of either winning or losing. I'm willing to take the chance, even though my husband doesn't know dick about pro football. (We're a college ball family.) He's going to be researching on ESPN for quite a while, but he agrees with me...we could definitely use the money!
Let's see how week four goes...Beware of weasels with smelly dollar bills. This week you're going down Whetzel! (I can buy three cases of diapers AND still have money for Quizno's...I know I can, I know I can, I know I can!)
So this is what our weather has come to....
I read an article today on Fox.com-Foxlife about a weatherman in Podunk, Wyoming who believes that our current strain of bad weather is due to a Russian-made weather machine that's being pointed straight at us and operated by the Japanese as payback for Okinowa and Hiroshima. This is his conspiracy theory, his reasoning behind Katrina and Rita and the bad season the Coast and the Gulf are having this year. El Nino who? Right. Act of God? Apparently not, but not the work of George Bush either.
I say stop bogarting and pass it over. Ken says it's time to start wearing our little tin foil hats so that nobody can scan our brainwaves, EVER!
Just picture Jack in that little tin foil hat...
Let the walking begin!
No News Is Good News...
There hasn't been much going on lately. Jack has a new tooth, Ken started his new job, I'm working as a Trailblazer now, and Smokey has found a way to exist with a toddler chasing him all day long. All in all, it's a whole lotta nadda.
I was standing in line at Georgia Power yesterday listening to a black man tell another black man that El Nino was caused by a tilting of the Earth. I'm still trying to figure that one out. I thought it had to do with the temperature of the ocean creating a disturbance in the oceanic-atmosphere, therefore affecting our weather globally. That doesn't sound like the Earth is tilting, if it's at all possible for the Earth to tilt, but I'm just an ignorant white woman living in the South. I didn't correct the man because I didn't want to point out to him that he was stupid for trying to sound smart. I let him have his moment. This is our tax dollars at work making sure that "No child is left behind." I think this man went to school before that.
Hurricane Rita is on it's way. It's not going to affect Georgia either way weather-wise. We might get a few showers, which would be welcomed, but that's about it. The panhandle needs to brace for it again though. Pooor New Orleans...another hit would not be a good thing!
We're talking about taking a trip to Savannah in a few weeks or so. We haven't had a vacation since we moved here, and Ken gets a great discount at the Hilton Hotel chain and other hotels because of his new job. Hilton, Holiday Inn, DoubleTree and a few other chains are tech-supported by the place where Ken works, so it's a small perk for him. We'd like to spend a few days shopping and sight-seeing and just spending some really quality family time together without having to stress over work or bills or life. We're entitled, and we deserve it.
Well, that was a whole lot for nothing to say. I hope everyone is having as stress~free a time of it as we are right now. We just keep taking deep breathes, and it seems to be working. Just remember to exhale!
New Habits...
Jack's starting to wake up more in the middle of the night, and he's napping even less now. He's thirteen months old; he stands and walks holding onto something and he's really active, but he refuses to nap right now. He's also cut out lunch hour. He's made breakfast and dinner the main meals, so we give him fruit and crackers and veggies and meat snacks of some form around the noon hour. He's become an interesting little person lately.
I can play with Jack all afternoon. We climb on the couch and play on the floor and I tickle him and he pulls and tugs and bites, etc....and we just have a good time with one another. Usually some good play time and a bottle of milk are enough to knock him out, but not lately for some reason. He's just UP all the time. Ken makes this noise to imitate him sometimes; it's a little like Jimmy Cagney back in the 30's, but it's funny stuff. Jack just does what he needs to do and he's pretty stubborn about it. Okay, cool...but I'm still older and stronger and wiser, and BASICALLY I SAY SO!!! (It's become a bit tedious and I'm looking for that Calgon moment to come along at any time now.) Lots of new habits forming along with the personality to match! That's our Jack.
Today is our wedding anniversary. Another year of love and bliss gone by...and we both really just want a nap more than anything else. There will be no actual physical intimacy over this little milestone.
My friend came to town yesterday, making sure it would be just another day for us...nice. Maybe just dinner at Bahama Breeze with the baby and the Husband. Happy Anniversary Ken. I love you.
I'm just tired; that kind of tired that drains you even when you don't feel like you're getting enough sleep to begin with. Just a two hour nap....my world would be fine. Ken's sleeping as I post this. It's my gift to him for our anniversary! Pretty nice, huh? I can be selfish, but not today...he deserves it too.
Never Forget...
09/11/2001. What more can I say. Peace....and Never forget.
Surviving the South...
Okay it's been a while since my last post. The past few weeks have brought promotions and new jobs, (yes, Ken got the job he was interviewing for!) natural disaster in the form of Hurricane Katrina and all of it's devastating glory, and now the Labor Day holiday. Quite a busy few weeks if you ask me.
Ken and I both have friends that either live in New Orleans or have family that live there, as well as Mississippi and Alabama. Having seen hundreds of refugees from these states, it hits home how lucky most people actually are. When I see pictures of the devastation in New Orleans and the surrounding areas, I feel like I'm looking at pictures taken in Haiti. This can't be my homeland! My President cares about our citizens, so he couldn't allow all of this to just be happening at a slow pace. Food and clothing and shelter and clean-up should be happening at the most rapid pace it can be, and no looter should be able to hinder this. I say shoot the looters and keep cleaning up! We need to get this wonderful state back on it's feet as soon as humanly possible! These poor people can't stay in the Astrodome forever! FEMA, get moving already!
Jackson is doing terrific. He's got a mouthful of teeth, he yells and screams with laughter all day long, he's starting to walk...progress, it's wonderful thing. Ken starts his new job on the 15th of September, and I've been working the Trailblazer program through work...Orlando look out!
In closing, please please please donate to the American Red Cross...our people need our help, and we're the lucky ones who have food, clothing, shelter, jobs, money in our pockets...let's give all we can to help those who need it.
