We have two guests at the Leibrand household this week. My parents have gone to Connecticut to spend Thanksgiving with my aunt and uncle, so we are babysitting their two cats, Patches & Jassmine. My parents are glad the cats are staying with us. The cats themselves are not happy about it one little bit. I’m not entirely sure they will ever forgive Mom & Dad, and they haven’t even spent 24 hours at my house yet.
My parents’ cats aren’t real fond of Greg & me to begin with. When we go to over to my parents house, we usually have Carmen and Sophie with us and P & J really don’t like that those dogs come into their home. My dogs just like to sniff them and if they happen to run the girls are happy to chase them, although we immediately discourage that. We’ve managed to train them that when we come over it’s time to hide. By association they don’t like us any more than they like the dogs, although Patches can be bribed with turkey into pretending to like us on occasion. I think if they thought hard enough about it they would be like Si and Am in Lady and the Tramp and play all kinds of mean tricks on the dogs. Luckily for the cats, the dogs never stay too long at their house. Unfortunately for P & J, they are now at the evil dogs’ house.
I brought them home last night after work and just left them in their crates in the living room for a while so everyone could get used to everyone else without the danger of anyone getting hurt. Patches probably has a sore throat today from all the growling she did. Jassmine tried really, really hard to become invisible or maybe she was hoping the towel inside would turn into a magic carpet that would take her home. Either way, they weren’t happy. Carmen & Sophie stuck their noses over for a sniff and got hissed at for their efforts and pretty much ignored them from then on. “More cats, big deal,” they seemed to say. If there hadn’t been further fussing anytime the dogs walked by, they probably would have forgotten all about the newcomers. Cleo acted like she didn’t really care that the crates were growling and hissing at her and just gave them a look. Poor Zinger, like most males, was completely clueless about the intruders until he walked by the crate and it hissed at him. He just about came unglued. I didn’t know his tail could get so fat.
P & J are staying in the spare room for right now and they aren’t very happy about that either. They didn’t want any of their favorite treats last night, thank you very much. They didn’t want to be cuddled or soothed. They didn’t want any water or their cat box. They did not want a guided tour. They just wanted to be crabby and left the hell alone to plot revenge on my mom & dad. When I went in this morning to check on them, it sounded like there was a leaky tire in there with all the hissing and growling going on when they saw me (all other household members are banned from that room). Patches was mad enough that she took a couple of good swipes at my hand when I put her bowl of food by her.
Poor kitties. I feel so badly for them. They are so unhappy. Hopefully in a day or two they will assimilate into the household and feel better. For now, though, they are very un-happy campers. Check back for more updates soon!
Saturday, November 22, 2008
My Life In 101 Questions
101: My FULL name is: Bookworm
100: I was born in: California
99: I am really: Tired.
98: My phone is: Annoying. I love answering machines and caller-ID.
97: My eye color is: Hazel
96: My ring size is: Little – maybe a 4?
95: My height is: 5’3”
94: I am allergic to: Stupid people
93: I was born on: Thursday
92: I am annoyed by: Stupid people
91: Last book I read: Every Which Way But Dead by Kim Harrison. If you like books about witches, vampires, pixies, and were animals, I highly recommend Kim Harrison’s books. Last audio book I listened to was Eragon by Christopher Paolini. I really enjoyed this book. It’s amazing to me that a 15-year-old wrote it.
89: My favorite Holiday is: Halloween
82: The last 3 cds I bought were? One of the Boys by Katy Perry, ‘80s British Gold, and Prometheus by Michael Allen Harrison
81: Are you living at home?: This is a weird question. Where would I be living, in my car?
80: Do you have any siblings? Nope. Only a sibling of the heart, Deb
- Do/Do Not Believe In –
78: Love at First Sight? No. Attraction at first sight, yes, but love? No. You have to pick up someone’s dirty underwear a few times before you figure out if you love them or not.
77: Luck? Yes, I think so. I at least believe in bad luck. Some of it you make yourself, some it of happens.
76: Fate? Yes. There are too many weird coincidences that happen without some sort of plan. And it isn’t asked here, but I believe in Karma too. I’ve seen that proven time and time again. And I like My Name is Earl.
75: Yourself? Interesting question. I’ll have to think about this.
74: Aliens? Yes. Do you really believe the weather balloon/swamp gas explanations? Me either.
73: Heaven? Absolutely, although I’m not sure I believe that Heaven will be like we’ve all heard about with clouds, angels singing, and manna everywhere.
72: Horoscopes? No, but I do enjoy reading them for the entertainment factor. There is something to personality types based on astrology, though.
71: Soul mates? No.
- Which is Better? –
70: Hugs or Kisses? Hugs
68: Phone or online? Online every time!
67: Blondes or Brunettes? Who cares?
66: Hot or cold? Cold. I love to snuggle up in a nice blanket when it’s chilly out with a whippet curled up by me trying to hog the blankets.
65: Summer or winter? This one is tough. My first instinct was to say winter, but I like summer, too. So how about we compromise and say fall?
64: Chocolate or Vanilla? Vanilla with chocolate topping. Why should I have to limit myself to just one?
63: Night or Day? Day for letterboxing, of course. I found myself thinking the other day that I might like to work a night shift though.
62: Oranges or Apples? Apples
61: Curly or Straight hair? I think if you have hair you should just be grateful and not worry about it.
- Here's what I Think About –
60: Abortion: Should be a personal choice not a political agenda. Who am I to say whether it is right for you and your circumstances or not? I think the best medical care should be available for everything and we don’t get to pick and choose which surgeries are appropriate or legal.
59: Assisted Suicide: I am absolutely for it. I’ve always thought it was awful that we could be kind to animals that were injured or very sick with no chance of getting better by putting them to sleep and we couldn’t do the same thing for people. I totally understand that there is a point for people where living becomes too much. There should be a kind and humane way to end suffering. I also don’t think this should be a political platform.
58: Legalizing Marijuana: Go for it. And tax it. Heavily. We tax alcohol and cigarettes, so why not stop prosecuting people for using weed and just let them have it and pay a hefty tax for it? I think we’d come out ahead in that. Besides, I’m tired of paying my taxes for other people, so let some of the druggies pay their own taxes for a while.
-Today Have You-
57: Hugged someone? Yes, I gave Zinger a hug this morning.
56: Saw someone? Of course. I’ve seen about a zillion people today.
55: Who is the most accident prone person you know? Deb.
54: Who makes you laugh the most? My pets. They are better than TV when they are having fun.
53: What’s the last movie you watched? Harold & Kumar Escape from Guantanamo Bay (if I had known I was going to have to admit that to the world in general I might have watched something else. J)
52: What I don't understand is: Why people have to be so mean? Can’t we just be nice to each other?
51: The most unsatisfying answer I've ever received is: “Because.” And also, “They aren’t College Station cockroaches, they are Bryan cockroaches.” If you want to know the story behind that you’ll have to ask me sometime. Oh, and also “You shouldn’t have brought your wife to the job interview.”
50: Something I will really miss when I leave home is: Leave home? What does this mean? Am I going to be captured by aliens since I said back on number 74 that I believe in them? Or does it just mean when I leave home for the day? Or is this quiz aimed at a younger audience still living with their parents? Hmm.
49: The thing I'm looking forward to the most is? Getting my butt whipped in Word Twist by everyone. I live for that.
48: Things that make you mad: Stupid people, animal abusers, stupid people, bad drivers, stupid people, politics, stupid people, unfairness, stupid people, the government bailing out companies that made bad business choices, stupid people, money troubles, stupid people, people that cut you off traffic, oops already covered that one, stupid people. I reserve the right to add to this list later.
- What did/will you do-
47: Yesterday? Work, picked up my parent’s cats, drove, went home, ordered a pizza, finished my book, went to sleep
46: Today? Work
45: Next Summer:? No plans yet.
44: This weekend? Laundry, dishes, cleaning, and other fun chores.
43: People call me: Kris, Krissy, Bookworm, Wormy, Hey You
42: The person(s) who knows the most about me is? Greg and Deb
41: The most difficult thing to do is: Beat Sarah at Word Twist
40: I have gotten a speeding ticket: Nope
39: The first person I talked to today was: Greg
38: The one person who I can't hide things from: Greg. That man knows if you even think about hiding something or fibbing. He is so good at reading me. It’s a blessing and a curse.
37: Last time someone said something you were thinking: I can’t remember. But I did pick up the phone to call someone yesterday just as they walked through the door to see me.
36: Right now I am talking to: My computer.
35: What is your dream job? Not having to work and being able to do whatever I want.
34: First job?: Babysitting, house cleaning, ironing, yard work
33: I have these pets: The Wonder Whippets, Sophie and Carmen, officially known as Dreams on the Sofa, Fch, SC, OTRM, SR and Dreams Caribbean Blue, JC. Also 2 cats, Cleopatra and Zinger (who don’t have official registered names or letters behind their names but aren’t any less special because of it).
31: The person that makes me cry the most is: Greg
30: Best sound in the world? Silence
29: Who makes you happy? Lots of people make me happy for different reasons.
28. Which Golden Girl would you be? Probably the little cranky one.
27: Myspace or Facebook? Facebook. Come kick my butt in Word Twist if you want. My profile is under Midnight Flamingo
26: Mexican food or Chinese? Mexican, baby
25: My favorite color(s) is: Green
24: Last time I cried: When my grandma died.
23: My computer is: Full.
22: Favorite food: I like too many foods to have just one favorite.
21: Last person I got mad at? Probably Greg. Or Cleo for running out when I opened the door.
20: Your secret crush? Don’t have one. I’m an open book.
19: Favorite place? In bed on clean sheets with snuggy warm whippets cuddled up next to me and a good book.
18: Favorite Song? I like too many to have just one favorite.
17: Paper or plastic? Paper
16: The all-time best movie(s) is: Independence Day or The Rock
15: The all-time best feeling in the world is: Sneezing. Yeah, I probably need to get out more.
14: What color is your hairbrush:? I have several. One is purple, one is green and two are black.
13: Favorite shoe: Left.
12: I lose all respect for people who: Don’t wash their hands after using the toilet. Ewwww.
11: What do you hate the most: Anyone who abuses or are mean to animals and people smaller or weaker than they are.
10: Color of your room? My room is almost the exact color of the Hotel Del Coronado – pink. And no, I didn’t plan that.
9: TV channels you watch? USA. I have 900 stupid cable channels and most of the time I can’t find anything I want to watch.
8: Best Feature in the opposite sex / same sex? Kindness, compassion, intelligence.
7: Best feature in you? Stability
6: The worst pain I was ever in? Breaking my ankle last summer
5: Favorite TV Shows: NCIS, Two and a Half Men, My Name is Earl, Monk, Scrubs, Pushing Up Daisies,
4: My favorite celebrity: Ashley Whippet, the first Frisbee Dog. He rocks and I don’t have to worry about disagreeing with his politics or beliefs or defending him when he makes a stupid movie or gets arrested for drugs or alcohol. He was a whippet, he loved Frisbee and how much cooler can it get than that? I love how dogs look at life anyway.
3: What's your religion? Christian
2: Who broke your heart? Is it broken? I hadn’t noticed.
1: biggest regret: Not going to college and getting a degree
100: I was born in: California
99: I am really: Tired.
98: My phone is: Annoying. I love answering machines and caller-ID.
97: My eye color is: Hazel
96: My ring size is: Little – maybe a 4?
95: My height is: 5’3”
94: I am allergic to: Stupid people
93: I was born on: Thursday
92: I am annoyed by: Stupid people
91: Last book I read: Every Which Way But Dead by Kim Harrison. If you like books about witches, vampires, pixies, and were animals, I highly recommend Kim Harrison’s books. Last audio book I listened to was Eragon by Christopher Paolini. I really enjoyed this book. It’s amazing to me that a 15-year-old wrote it.
89: My favorite Holiday is: Halloween
82: The last 3 cds I bought were? One of the Boys by Katy Perry, ‘80s British Gold, and Prometheus by Michael Allen Harrison
81: Are you living at home?: This is a weird question. Where would I be living, in my car?
80: Do you have any siblings? Nope. Only a sibling of the heart, Deb
- Do/Do Not Believe In –
78: Love at First Sight? No. Attraction at first sight, yes, but love? No. You have to pick up someone’s dirty underwear a few times before you figure out if you love them or not.
77: Luck? Yes, I think so. I at least believe in bad luck. Some of it you make yourself, some it of happens.
76: Fate? Yes. There are too many weird coincidences that happen without some sort of plan. And it isn’t asked here, but I believe in Karma too. I’ve seen that proven time and time again. And I like My Name is Earl.
75: Yourself? Interesting question. I’ll have to think about this.
74: Aliens? Yes. Do you really believe the weather balloon/swamp gas explanations? Me either.
73: Heaven? Absolutely, although I’m not sure I believe that Heaven will be like we’ve all heard about with clouds, angels singing, and manna everywhere.
72: Horoscopes? No, but I do enjoy reading them for the entertainment factor. There is something to personality types based on astrology, though.
71: Soul mates? No.
- Which is Better? –
70: Hugs or Kisses? Hugs
68: Phone or online? Online every time!
67: Blondes or Brunettes? Who cares?
66: Hot or cold? Cold. I love to snuggle up in a nice blanket when it’s chilly out with a whippet curled up by me trying to hog the blankets.
65: Summer or winter? This one is tough. My first instinct was to say winter, but I like summer, too. So how about we compromise and say fall?
64: Chocolate or Vanilla? Vanilla with chocolate topping. Why should I have to limit myself to just one?
63: Night or Day? Day for letterboxing, of course. I found myself thinking the other day that I might like to work a night shift though.
62: Oranges or Apples? Apples
61: Curly or Straight hair? I think if you have hair you should just be grateful and not worry about it.
- Here's what I Think About –
60: Abortion: Should be a personal choice not a political agenda. Who am I to say whether it is right for you and your circumstances or not? I think the best medical care should be available for everything and we don’t get to pick and choose which surgeries are appropriate or legal.
59: Assisted Suicide: I am absolutely for it. I’ve always thought it was awful that we could be kind to animals that were injured or very sick with no chance of getting better by putting them to sleep and we couldn’t do the same thing for people. I totally understand that there is a point for people where living becomes too much. There should be a kind and humane way to end suffering. I also don’t think this should be a political platform.
58: Legalizing Marijuana: Go for it. And tax it. Heavily. We tax alcohol and cigarettes, so why not stop prosecuting people for using weed and just let them have it and pay a hefty tax for it? I think we’d come out ahead in that. Besides, I’m tired of paying my taxes for other people, so let some of the druggies pay their own taxes for a while.
-Today Have You-
57: Hugged someone? Yes, I gave Zinger a hug this morning.
56: Saw someone? Of course. I’ve seen about a zillion people today.
55: Who is the most accident prone person you know? Deb.
54: Who makes you laugh the most? My pets. They are better than TV when they are having fun.
53: What’s the last movie you watched? Harold & Kumar Escape from Guantanamo Bay (if I had known I was going to have to admit that to the world in general I might have watched something else. J)
52: What I don't understand is: Why people have to be so mean? Can’t we just be nice to each other?
51: The most unsatisfying answer I've ever received is: “Because.” And also, “They aren’t College Station cockroaches, they are Bryan cockroaches.” If you want to know the story behind that you’ll have to ask me sometime. Oh, and also “You shouldn’t have brought your wife to the job interview.”
50: Something I will really miss when I leave home is: Leave home? What does this mean? Am I going to be captured by aliens since I said back on number 74 that I believe in them? Or does it just mean when I leave home for the day? Or is this quiz aimed at a younger audience still living with their parents? Hmm.
49: The thing I'm looking forward to the most is? Getting my butt whipped in Word Twist by everyone. I live for that.
48: Things that make you mad: Stupid people, animal abusers, stupid people, bad drivers, stupid people, politics, stupid people, unfairness, stupid people, the government bailing out companies that made bad business choices, stupid people, money troubles, stupid people, people that cut you off traffic, oops already covered that one, stupid people. I reserve the right to add to this list later.
- What did/will you do-
47: Yesterday? Work, picked up my parent’s cats, drove, went home, ordered a pizza, finished my book, went to sleep
46: Today? Work
45: Next Summer:? No plans yet.
44: This weekend? Laundry, dishes, cleaning, and other fun chores.
43: People call me: Kris, Krissy, Bookworm, Wormy, Hey You
42: The person(s) who knows the most about me is? Greg and Deb
41: The most difficult thing to do is: Beat Sarah at Word Twist
40: I have gotten a speeding ticket: Nope
39: The first person I talked to today was: Greg
38: The one person who I can't hide things from: Greg. That man knows if you even think about hiding something or fibbing. He is so good at reading me. It’s a blessing and a curse.
37: Last time someone said something you were thinking: I can’t remember. But I did pick up the phone to call someone yesterday just as they walked through the door to see me.
36: Right now I am talking to: My computer.
35: What is your dream job? Not having to work and being able to do whatever I want.
34: First job?: Babysitting, house cleaning, ironing, yard work
33: I have these pets: The Wonder Whippets, Sophie and Carmen, officially known as Dreams on the Sofa, Fch, SC, OTRM, SR and Dreams Caribbean Blue, JC. Also 2 cats, Cleopatra and Zinger (who don’t have official registered names or letters behind their names but aren’t any less special because of it).
31: The person that makes me cry the most is: Greg
30: Best sound in the world? Silence
29: Who makes you happy? Lots of people make me happy for different reasons.
28. Which Golden Girl would you be? Probably the little cranky one.
27: Myspace or Facebook? Facebook. Come kick my butt in Word Twist if you want. My profile is under Midnight Flamingo
26: Mexican food or Chinese? Mexican, baby
25: My favorite color(s) is: Green
24: Last time I cried: When my grandma died.
23: My computer is: Full.
22: Favorite food: I like too many foods to have just one favorite.
21: Last person I got mad at? Probably Greg. Or Cleo for running out when I opened the door.
20: Your secret crush? Don’t have one. I’m an open book.
19: Favorite place? In bed on clean sheets with snuggy warm whippets cuddled up next to me and a good book.
18: Favorite Song? I like too many to have just one favorite.
17: Paper or plastic? Paper
16: The all-time best movie(s) is: Independence Day or The Rock
15: The all-time best feeling in the world is: Sneezing. Yeah, I probably need to get out more.
14: What color is your hairbrush:? I have several. One is purple, one is green and two are black.
13: Favorite shoe: Left.
12: I lose all respect for people who: Don’t wash their hands after using the toilet. Ewwww.
11: What do you hate the most: Anyone who abuses or are mean to animals and people smaller or weaker than they are.
10: Color of your room? My room is almost the exact color of the Hotel Del Coronado – pink. And no, I didn’t plan that.
9: TV channels you watch? USA. I have 900 stupid cable channels and most of the time I can’t find anything I want to watch.
8: Best Feature in the opposite sex / same sex? Kindness, compassion, intelligence.
7: Best feature in you? Stability
6: The worst pain I was ever in? Breaking my ankle last summer
5: Favorite TV Shows: NCIS, Two and a Half Men, My Name is Earl, Monk, Scrubs, Pushing Up Daisies,
4: My favorite celebrity: Ashley Whippet, the first Frisbee Dog. He rocks and I don’t have to worry about disagreeing with his politics or beliefs or defending him when he makes a stupid movie or gets arrested for drugs or alcohol. He was a whippet, he loved Frisbee and how much cooler can it get than that? I love how dogs look at life anyway.
3: What's your religion? Christian
2: Who broke your heart? Is it broken? I hadn’t noticed.
1: biggest regret: Not going to college and getting a degree
Thursday, November 20, 2008
World News
There was a headline on CNN yesterday about the Jonestown massacre and it got me thinking. November 19, 2008 is the 30th anniversary of the Jonestown massacre. This is one of the first big world news stories that I remember hearing about as a kid. I was 8 when it happened, and like most 8-year-olds, I was completely and blissfully unaware of what was going on outside of my little world. I was busy with 2nd grade and my My Friend Mandy dolls, and being jealous that my cousin Debbie had a Lite-Brite and I didn’t. It came as quite a shock to learn that there were nasty things out there in the big world.
I don’t have the best memory. Somehow I didn’t get the Van Vechten memory gene that allows one to retain everything from the events of the day right down to the temperature and wind speed. I mostly remember seeing the dozens and dozens of body bags being loaded (or unloaded) on the planes on the news. I got pretty scared about it, although now I don’t know why. It wasn’t like it was going to happen to me. All I remember about it was that a bunch of people were in a cult and their leader was nuts and made them drink poisoned Kool-Aid. I had no idea why this happened or what lead up to it or anything. In fact, I remained in complete ignorance about this until yesterday when I realized it was the 30 year anniversary and remembered how it affected me when I was a kid. I then went and did some Googling and found out that my original 8-year-old assessment was pretty darned accurate, even if it didn’t take into account the socialism, communism, racial and economic equality, politics, and other crazy stuff.
Once the memory vault was opened about news stories from when I was a kid, I remembered what was probably the very first major news story I remember – the crash of a PSA plan in San Diego on September 25, 1978. I don’t remember if I heard the crash or not (now that I’ve read more about it, my memories are getting confused), but I remember seeing the smoke rising up in the sky and that it was smoky for a long time. I remember hearing about the body parts falling from the sky. That creeped me out to no end. Strangely, I don’t remember much more about this. You’d think I would considering the planes fell out of the sky practically in my back yard (okay it was miles and miles away, but still in the next town over) and the news people would have been all over that story like white on rice.
The last big world news story I remember from when I was a kid was Brenda Ann Spencer. Remember her? She was the girl that invented school shootings. On January 29, 1979 (my 9th birthday) this little darling strolled outside her house with a gun and proceeded to kill two people and injure eight other students and a cop at the elementary school across the street. Why did she do such a thing? “I don’t like Mondays,” she said with a shrug. Later on she pulled the “I was abused as a child” defense and then the "I was on drugs" defence.. She’s up for parole for the fifth time in 2009. Want to be she doesn’t get it…again?
So let’s hear your memories of events from childhood. Deb, I particularly interested to hear how these 3 things effected you since you and I are close to the same age and two of these things happened in our home town.
I don’t have the best memory. Somehow I didn’t get the Van Vechten memory gene that allows one to retain everything from the events of the day right down to the temperature and wind speed. I mostly remember seeing the dozens and dozens of body bags being loaded (or unloaded) on the planes on the news. I got pretty scared about it, although now I don’t know why. It wasn’t like it was going to happen to me. All I remember about it was that a bunch of people were in a cult and their leader was nuts and made them drink poisoned Kool-Aid. I had no idea why this happened or what lead up to it or anything. In fact, I remained in complete ignorance about this until yesterday when I realized it was the 30 year anniversary and remembered how it affected me when I was a kid. I then went and did some Googling and found out that my original 8-year-old assessment was pretty darned accurate, even if it didn’t take into account the socialism, communism, racial and economic equality, politics, and other crazy stuff.
Once the memory vault was opened about news stories from when I was a kid, I remembered what was probably the very first major news story I remember – the crash of a PSA plan in San Diego on September 25, 1978. I don’t remember if I heard the crash or not (now that I’ve read more about it, my memories are getting confused), but I remember seeing the smoke rising up in the sky and that it was smoky for a long time. I remember hearing about the body parts falling from the sky. That creeped me out to no end. Strangely, I don’t remember much more about this. You’d think I would considering the planes fell out of the sky practically in my back yard (okay it was miles and miles away, but still in the next town over) and the news people would have been all over that story like white on rice.
The last big world news story I remember from when I was a kid was Brenda Ann Spencer. Remember her? She was the girl that invented school shootings. On January 29, 1979 (my 9th birthday) this little darling strolled outside her house with a gun and proceeded to kill two people and injure eight other students and a cop at the elementary school across the street. Why did she do such a thing? “I don’t like Mondays,” she said with a shrug. Later on she pulled the “I was abused as a child” defense and then the "I was on drugs" defence.. She’s up for parole for the fifth time in 2009. Want to be she doesn’t get it…again?
So let’s hear your memories of events from childhood. Deb, I particularly interested to hear how these 3 things effected you since you and I are close to the same age and two of these things happened in our home town.
The Spoiled Under 30 Crowd
Some things that come through my email are too good not to post up here. Enjoy this one. And I apologize for all the excamation points.
If you are 30 or older you will think this is hilarious!
When I was a kid, adults used to bore me to tears with their tedious diatribes about how hard things were when they were growing up; what with walking twenty-five miles to school every morning ... Uphill... barefoot... BOTH ways
Yadda, yadda, yadda
And I remember promising myself that when I grew up,there was no way in hell I was going to lay a bunch of crap like that on kids about how hard I had it and how easy they've got it! But now that I'm over the ripe old age of thirty, I can't help but look around and notice the youth of today.
You've got it so easy! I mean, compared to my childhood, you live in a damn utopia!
And I hate to say it but you kids today you don't know how good you've got it!
I mean, when I was a kid we didn't have the Internet. If we wanted to know something, we had to go to the damn library and look it up ourselves, in the card catalogue!!
There was no email! We had to actually write somebody a letter, with a pen!
Then you had to walk all the way across the street and put it in the mailbox and it would take like a week to get there!
There were no MP3's or Napsters! You wanted to steal music, you had to hitchhike to the damn record store and shoplift it yourself. Or you had to wait around all day to tape it off the radio and the DJ'd usually talk over the beginning and @#*% it all up!
We didn't have fancy crap like call waiting! If you were on the phone and somebody else called they got a busy signal, that's it!
And we didn't have fancy caller ID either! When the phone rang, you had no idea who it was...it could be your school, your mom, your boss, your bookie, your drug dealer, a collections agent, you just didn't know. You had to pick it up and take your chances, mister!
We didn't have any fancy Sony Playstation video games with high-resolution 3-D graphics! We had the Atari 2600! With games Like 'Space Invaders' and 'Asteroids'. Your guy was a little square! You actually had to use your imagination!! And there were no multiple levels or screens, it was just one screen forever!
And you could never win. The game just kept getting harder and harder and faster and faster until you died! Just like LIFE!
You had to use a little book called a TV Guide to find out what was on. You were screwed when it came to channel surfing.
You had to get off your ass and walk over to the TV to change the channel and there was no Cartoon Network either! You could only get cartoons on Saturday morning. Do you hear what I'm saying!?! We had to wait ALL WEEK For cartoons, you spoiled little rat-bastards!
And we didn't have microwaves, if we wanted to heat something up we had to use the stove .... Imagine that!
That's exactly what I'm talking about! You kids today have got it too easy. You're spoiled. You guys wouldn't have lasted five minutes back in 1980!
Regards,
The over 30 Crowd
If you are 30 or older you will think this is hilarious!
When I was a kid, adults used to bore me to tears with their tedious diatribes about how hard things were when they were growing up; what with walking twenty-five miles to school every morning ... Uphill... barefoot... BOTH ways
Yadda, yadda, yadda
And I remember promising myself that when I grew up,there was no way in hell I was going to lay a bunch of crap like that on kids about how hard I had it and how easy they've got it! But now that I'm over the ripe old age of thirty, I can't help but look around and notice the youth of today.
You've got it so easy! I mean, compared to my childhood, you live in a damn utopia!
And I hate to say it but you kids today you don't know how good you've got it!
I mean, when I was a kid we didn't have the Internet. If we wanted to know something, we had to go to the damn library and look it up ourselves, in the card catalogue!!
There was no email! We had to actually write somebody a letter, with a pen!
Then you had to walk all the way across the street and put it in the mailbox and it would take like a week to get there!
There were no MP3's or Napsters! You wanted to steal music, you had to hitchhike to the damn record store and shoplift it yourself. Or you had to wait around all day to tape it off the radio and the DJ'd usually talk over the beginning and @#*% it all up!
We didn't have fancy crap like call waiting! If you were on the phone and somebody else called they got a busy signal, that's it!
And we didn't have fancy caller ID either! When the phone rang, you had no idea who it was...it could be your school, your mom, your boss, your bookie, your drug dealer, a collections agent, you just didn't know. You had to pick it up and take your chances, mister!
We didn't have any fancy Sony Playstation video games with high-resolution 3-D graphics! We had the Atari 2600! With games Like 'Space Invaders' and 'Asteroids'. Your guy was a little square! You actually had to use your imagination!! And there were no multiple levels or screens, it was just one screen forever!
And you could never win. The game just kept getting harder and harder and faster and faster until you died! Just like LIFE!
You had to use a little book called a TV Guide to find out what was on. You were screwed when it came to channel surfing.
You had to get off your ass and walk over to the TV to change the channel and there was no Cartoon Network either! You could only get cartoons on Saturday morning. Do you hear what I'm saying!?! We had to wait ALL WEEK For cartoons, you spoiled little rat-bastards!
And we didn't have microwaves, if we wanted to heat something up we had to use the stove .... Imagine that!
That's exactly what I'm talking about! You kids today have got it too easy. You're spoiled. You guys wouldn't have lasted five minutes back in 1980!
Regards,
The over 30 Crowd
Monday, November 17, 2008
Craziness
I'm not one that is too fond of shopping, as I may have mentioned once or twice on this blog. I don't ever get up at 2:00 in the morning to wait in line for the great deals the day after Thanksgiving and I think waiting in line with a billion people to buy stuff at a slightly discounted price is highly overrated. I know people that have gotten great deals doing this, but it has never been my cup of tea.
With that said, I went to the Craft Warehouse Open House on Saturday. I've never been to one before and was amazed at how many people were there. It was a total madhouse. The event started at 5:00 and I got there just a few minutes afterwards. There was a line already to get in that went down the sidewalk and around the side of the building to the back. I waited in line for about 40 minutes, but I enjoyed listening to the people around me and soaking in the atmosphere of excitement. Employees came down the line with candy canes, coffee, hot cider, and other goodies that kept us going.
I didn't really need anything at Craft Warehouse, but the 40% off one item and the 2 $5 off a $20 item coupons were burning a hole in my pocket. I ended up only getting a few things. The project containers I had been eyeing were on sale for $10 instead of $20, so I picked two of those up. They had stamping ink on sale 4 for $10 so I replenished my ink stock for letterboxing. I also found the perfect thing for tracking my stitches in knitting (a ribbon holder thingy) and picked up a couple of alphabet stamp kits.
They had prize drawings, special sales, refreshments and all kinds of stuff inside the store. It was packed with manic women and their long-suffering men looking for the best deals possible. It was pretty fun over all. I did end up having to wait about as long to check out as I had to check in, but I guess it's all part of the experience.
My main problem is I love to organize and start projects, but I'm not so good at the follow through to completion part. Oh, well. I can dream, right?
With that said, I went to the Craft Warehouse Open House on Saturday. I've never been to one before and was amazed at how many people were there. It was a total madhouse. The event started at 5:00 and I got there just a few minutes afterwards. There was a line already to get in that went down the sidewalk and around the side of the building to the back. I waited in line for about 40 minutes, but I enjoyed listening to the people around me and soaking in the atmosphere of excitement. Employees came down the line with candy canes, coffee, hot cider, and other goodies that kept us going.
I didn't really need anything at Craft Warehouse, but the 40% off one item and the 2 $5 off a $20 item coupons were burning a hole in my pocket. I ended up only getting a few things. The project containers I had been eyeing were on sale for $10 instead of $20, so I picked two of those up. They had stamping ink on sale 4 for $10 so I replenished my ink stock for letterboxing. I also found the perfect thing for tracking my stitches in knitting (a ribbon holder thingy) and picked up a couple of alphabet stamp kits.
They had prize drawings, special sales, refreshments and all kinds of stuff inside the store. It was packed with manic women and their long-suffering men looking for the best deals possible. It was pretty fun over all. I did end up having to wait about as long to check out as I had to check in, but I guess it's all part of the experience.
My main problem is I love to organize and start projects, but I'm not so good at the follow through to completion part. Oh, well. I can dream, right?
Saturday, November 15, 2008
I Hate Being Sick
Being sick sucks. I've had a cold for about 2 weeks now. Sniffles, sea-lion barking coughs, green snot, yellow phlegm, the whole thing. I stopped at Walgreens yesterday to buy some more cold pills, cough meds, and cough drops to get me through the rest of the week. I was annoyed to find that all the good cold meds have been taken off the market because of crazy crack addicts who do something mysterious with it to make some horrible poisonous substance. WTF? Why should I suffer because some bozo makes illegal drugs using the good cold pills? I already have a cold and feel rotten, why don't you kick me while I'm down?
Then, while the clerk was ringing up my stuff yesterday, she goes "And can I get your birthdate?" I told her what it was and asked, "I assume you asked that because of the cough medicine?" When she said yes, I said, "How old do you have to be to buy cough medicine?" She explained that you have to be over 18 now to buy cough medicine because of "substance abuse."
I must really be getting old. When I was a kid you used cough medicine to control a cough, not to get high. It never would have occurred to me that I could drink a bunch of it to get high. Who wants to drink a bunch of it anyway? It all tastes nasty. Like the geeky girl I am , I had to go Google "cough medicine abuse" to learn anything about it. This was a good site for info. This one was good too. Now that I know more than I ever wanted to know I have come to the following conclusions:
1. Parents need to do a better job supervising their kids.
2. Kids need to go back to the more "natural" drugs of marijuana and coke and quit mixing up dangerous concoctions that make it so innocent cold victims can't buy medicine to treat their colds because a bunch of liberals are trying to save your stinking sorry undeserving asses.
It is my opinion that you are going to want to get high really, really badly in order to drink a bunch of cough medicine. I'm sure there must be something better and easier to get/use.
That's just my opinion.
Then, while the clerk was ringing up my stuff yesterday, she goes "And can I get your birthdate?" I told her what it was and asked, "I assume you asked that because of the cough medicine?" When she said yes, I said, "How old do you have to be to buy cough medicine?" She explained that you have to be over 18 now to buy cough medicine because of "substance abuse."
I must really be getting old. When I was a kid you used cough medicine to control a cough, not to get high. It never would have occurred to me that I could drink a bunch of it to get high. Who wants to drink a bunch of it anyway? It all tastes nasty. Like the geeky girl I am , I had to go Google "cough medicine abuse" to learn anything about it. This was a good site for info. This one was good too. Now that I know more than I ever wanted to know I have come to the following conclusions:
1. Parents need to do a better job supervising their kids.
2. Kids need to go back to the more "natural" drugs of marijuana and coke and quit mixing up dangerous concoctions that make it so innocent cold victims can't buy medicine to treat their colds because a bunch of liberals are trying to save your stinking sorry undeserving asses.
It is my opinion that you are going to want to get high really, really badly in order to drink a bunch of cough medicine. I'm sure there must be something better and easier to get/use.
That's just my opinion.
Tuesday, November 04, 2008
A Look Inside
I don't know if I've mentioned it here, but my new doctor has diagnosed me with severe anemia. This could explain why I'm so tired and lethargic all the time. Anyway, she wanted me to have an endoscopy done to check my esophogus, stomach, and small intestine to make sure there wasn't anything in there that was causing a small amount of bleeding and contributing to the anemia. So off I went to the gastroenterology doctor, who was about 12, to have a camera crammed down my throat and have pictures taken of my guts.
It was a weird experience.
They gave me these lovely happy drugs that made me really sleepy and docile. I wasn't totally unconcious, but very, very relaxed. I only remember choking and having them tell me over and over to breathe through my nose. Then I woke up and they gave me a diet Coke. I don't remember putting my shirt on or half of the doctor's debrief.
I was sure that my reading public would love to see this. So, here's what my insides look like.
The results came back and said that my small intestine does not have any evidence of celiac sprue (I guess this is a good thing as the doctor started his letter with "I'm happy to let you know...") and my gastric polyps did not contain any abnormal tissues and my stomach didn't have H. pylori bacteria. On the minus side, there is a spot they couldn't see because I was fighting to cough and they want to look at better, so I have to go back in for another one. This time they will put me out all the way. Since we are going that route, they want to do a colonoscopy too. Whatever, let's get it all in at once. Can we tie my tubes, take out my appendix and any other extra parts there might be while I'm in there? You know, like taking the car in for a tune up?
It was a weird experience.
They gave me these lovely happy drugs that made me really sleepy and docile. I wasn't totally unconcious, but very, very relaxed. I only remember choking and having them tell me over and over to breathe through my nose. Then I woke up and they gave me a diet Coke. I don't remember putting my shirt on or half of the doctor's debrief.
I was sure that my reading public would love to see this. So, here's what my insides look like.
The results came back and said that my small intestine does not have any evidence of celiac sprue (I guess this is a good thing as the doctor started his letter with "I'm happy to let you know...") and my gastric polyps did not contain any abnormal tissues and my stomach didn't have H. pylori bacteria. On the minus side, there is a spot they couldn't see because I was fighting to cough and they want to look at better, so I have to go back in for another one. This time they will put me out all the way. Since we are going that route, they want to do a colonoscopy too. Whatever, let's get it all in at once. Can we tie my tubes, take out my appendix and any other extra parts there might be while I'm in there? You know, like taking the car in for a tune up?
Thank Goodness That’s Over
I am so glad that the whole election thing is done. No more annoying “vote for me!” commercials. No more annoying “vote for me!” junk mail. No more annoying electronic “vote for me” phone calls. Now we just count. And wait for the country to fall apart when Obama wins. Yes, I live in a blue state but vote red. I can admit it. I hope I’m wrong about the big O, but I don't think so.
Does anyone else but me think he’s goofy looking?
Okay, with the election thing out of the way, I can move on to my other favorite rant this time of year...Christmas decorations. You may recall that I am a firm beliver in celebrating each holiday as it comes. Therefore, you may not celebrate Thanksgiving before Halloween or Christmas before Thanksgiving.
So I went to the mall tonight to get some library books and found that Penny's has up their Christmas decorations, Vancouver Mall has up their decorations, and Santa's house is in place. It's so, so wrong
Does anyone else but me think he’s goofy looking?
Okay, with the election thing out of the way, I can move on to my other favorite rant this time of year...Christmas decorations. You may recall that I am a firm beliver in celebrating each holiday as it comes. Therefore, you may not celebrate Thanksgiving before Halloween or Christmas before Thanksgiving.
So I went to the mall tonight to get some library books and found that Penny's has up their Christmas decorations, Vancouver Mall has up their decorations, and Santa's house is in place. It's so, so wrong
Sunday, November 02, 2008
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