Wednesday, November 28, 2007

Never Forget. Never Forgive.

Did you see that they are making Sweeny Todd into a movie? With Johnny Depp as Sweeny? It looks pretty good.


Everyone that reads this must click here and sign up to win a screening for you and 10 of your friends. And if you win, you have to invite me. I just hope they aren't going to mess with it like they did with Phantom when they made it in to a movie, although looking at the trailer, I think they have.

Now, Sweeny Todd has been one of my favorite musicals for a long, long time. Who can resist a musical that has rape, murder, revenge, cannibalism, prostitution, hatred, and incest? I mean, isn't that what musicals are all about? I love that they are saying "This Christmas" on the ads, like it's a nice, fluffy Christmas movie. Um, guys? It's a movie about a serial killer? How is that Christmas-y? Well, actually, maybe it really is a good movie to put out now with all the family get togethers that happen this time of year.

My theater buddy, Julie, and I went to see this at Lakewood Theater a few years ago. This was back before they remodled the theater and you could sit on the same level as the actors. There is nothing like having 20 evil looking actors in rags singing right at you to make you feel like you are a part of things. I think that is my favorite production I've seen there in all the years we've been going. It was so powerful.

And Alan Rickman is going to be Beatle Bailey. I wonder who else is in it? And who is doing the singing? Hmm. Better go check.

Well, when you win the screening, call me to set up a time!!

Sunday, November 25, 2007

Thanksgiving is Over

It's amazing to me how fast the days go anymore. Here it is the end of Thanksgiving weekend. How the heck did it get to be the end of November? Wasn't it just June? I swear it was just June.

So I don't really have much to say, but wanted to post something so people don't accuse me of not keeping up my blog.

Sleepy Zinger



Thursday, November 22, 2007

Happy Thanksgiving!

Greg and I had a nice quiet Thanksgiving at home with the kids. A lot different than last year's Turkey Day, I can tell you!

So how was your Thanksgiving?

All right. You may now prepare for Christmas in any way you like. Christmas carols, decorating, shopping, holiday parties...whatever you want. Go wild!

Monday, November 19, 2007

I HATE Traffic!

This is my usual route home:


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This is how I went friday:

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Believe it or not, the way I went home Friday was quicker than my usual route because of some stupid accident on the bridge. My trip hom took about an hour and a half. My friend Claire, who left work in Gresham at 2:45, got home at 5:45 and she just lives a few miles from me.

Ick. Traffic SUCKS!

Saturday, November 17, 2007

Coin-Doku

Greg turned me on to this fun sudoku-type game. Try it out here.

I Am the Walrus...goo goo g'joob

You should go look at my friends’ blogs. Michele has updated hers with a bunch of pages she completed while we were at the beach. They are AMAZING!

Diane has updated hers with a couple more of her school projects. And she included this handy test.

I am a walrus. Lucky me. Basically it says I’m roly-poly (ie Big and FAT), sensitive, cantankerous & aggressive. Basically, I’m Wilford Brimley. If nothing else that should be an incentive to loose some weight, shouldn’t it?

Here’s what it says about me:

Walrus
Genera and species: Odobenus rosmarus
Collective Term: A suet of walrus

Description
These superficially benign individuals are usually easy to recognize. When you think of walruses, think of those large people sunning their perfectly rounded bellies at the beach. Or just think of Wilford Brimley. Either way, the walrus is that ruddy uncle at the family reunion, who dispenses charm and off-color jokes like donuts.

Aah donuts! Walruses have an unrelenting sweet tooth and a weakness for home cooking, and though they might seem comfortable with their roly-poly physiques -- one shouldn't overdo the teasing. Underneath that thick skin is a surprisingly sensitive spirit. But still, it's difficult to embarrass a walrus. Nothing in life is taken so seriously that it cannot be laughed at. Its infectious love for life contaminates everyone who has unprotected encounters with this hearty beast.

Walruses are not to be trifled with however, and as good-natured as they appear, they can be cantankerous and aggressive when slighted. Mostly however, their bark is worse than their bite and their big-hearted natures soon reassert themselves.

Although it is accustomed to large groups of people, the walrus is self-contained and respects the privacy of others. It is happiest when surrounded by the comforts of home and feels little need to travel far afield. For all their carefree mannerisms, walruses are dependable and forthright, and people are attracted to their consistent and predictable personalities. A walrus friend can always be counted on to dish out a loan or lend a hand.

Walruses don't shower their lovers with gifts, but communicate their feelings with demonstrative hugs and sloppy kisses instead. Their biggest asset is their hearty laugh; a generous, deep-bellied guffaw that can disarm even the most cynical, and with such an engaging disposition it's easy to see why walruses are so effective in their social lives. In the bedroom, the assessment is not quite so encouraging. With their belief that affection can substitute for physical contact, they tend to be lazy and indifferent to their partners' sexual needs.

Walruses not natural communicators and prefer to let their actions speak for themselves. But when pushed to disclose their feelings, they will reveal the naked truth. When they've achieved closeness with that special someone, they throw open the hatches and reveal a genuinely loving soul.

Careers and Hobbies
Food inspector
Store manager
Government worker
Actor

Watching TV
Babysitting
Dinner parties
Playing cards

Famous Walruses
Drew Carey, Roseanne Barr, Wilford Brimley, Boris Yeltsin

Look at these careers and hobbies. Who says babysitting is a hobby? Sheesh…more like a torture device.

But if I say I’m merely “above average size” rather than “extra large” on the test I become either a gorilla or a bison or possibly a walrus. Great, I throw poop or am big, lumbering and stupid with a shaggy coat. Obviously I have walrus tendencies.

So what are you?

Thursday, November 15, 2007

Asinine Laws

I was looking up why Oregon has the self-service gasoline ban today and ran across this funny web site. I never did find the reason for the “you can’t pump your own gas” law, but I did find some funny laws. I love these kinds of asinine laws. I pulled out a few of my favorites for you:

Acworth, Georgia
All citizens must own a rake.

Ada, Oklahoma
If you wear New York Jets clothing, you may be put in jail.

Alabama
It is illegal for a driver to be blindfolded while operating a vehicle.

Alabama
Boogers may not be flicked into the wind.

Alderson, West Virginia
One may not walk a lion, tiger or leopard, even on a leash.

Allentown, Pennsylvania
There is a ban on men becoming aroused in public.

Arizona
You may not have more than two dildos in a house.

Arkansas
A man may "LEGALLY" beat his wife once a month.

Augusta, Maine
To stroll down the street playing a violin is against the law.

Baldwin Park, California
Nobody is allowed to ride a bicycle in a swimming pool.

Baltimore City, Maryland
You may not curse inside the city limits.

Baltimore, Maryland
It's illegal to take a lion to the movies.

Barber, North Carolina
Fights between cats and dogs are prohibited.

Beech Grove, Indiana
It is forbidden to eat watermelon in the park.

Bexley, Ohio
Ordinance number 223, of 09/09/19 prohibits the installation and usage of slot machines in outhouses.

Boise, Idaho
Residents may not fish from a giraffe's back.

Chicago, Illinois
It is forbidden to fish while sitting on a giraffe's neck.

Boston, Massachusetts
No one may take a bath without a prescription.

British Columbia, Canada
It is illegal to kill a sasquatch.

California
No vehicle without a driver may exceed 60 miles per hour

California
In California, animals are banned from mating publicly within 1,500 feet of a tavern, school or place of worship.

Canada
It is required to be given a gun with bullets and a horse so you can ride out of town when you are released from prison.

Carmel, New York
A man can't go outside while wearing a jacket and pants that do not match.

Carrizozo, New Mexico
It's forbidden for a female to appear unshaven in public.

Champaign, Illinois
One may not pee in his neighbor's mouth.

Cheyenne, Wyoming
Citizens may not take showers on Wednesdays.

Chicago, Illinois
Law forbids eating in a place that is on fire.

Chicago, Illinois
It is illegal to give a dog whiskey.

Chico, California
Detonating a nuclear device within the city limits results in a $500 fine.

Clinton, Oklahoma
Molesting an automobile is illegal.

Connecticut
It is deemed unlawful for a person or persons to walk across a street on your hands.

Connellsville, Pennsylvania
One's pants may be worn no lower than five inches below the waist.

Cresskill, New Jersey
All cats must wear three bells to warn birds of their whereabouts.

Crete, Illinois
Cars may not be driven through the town.

Denmark
Encrypting data files, owning, distributing etc. of encryption programs and creating such programs for any electronic medias is now against the law in Denmark due to fear for terrorists, left and right wing extremist, fundamentalists and distributors of illegal pornography

Denmark
Headlights must be on whenever a vehicle is being operated in order to distinguish it from parked cars.

Denver, Colorado
The dog catcher must notify dogs of impounding by posting, for three consecutive days, a notice on a tree in the city park and along a public road running through said park.

Denver, Colorado
It is unlawful to lend your vacuum cleaner to your next-door neighbor.

England
Committing suicide is classified as a capital crime.

Excelsior Springs, Missouri
Worrying squirrels is not tolerated.

Fairbanks, Alaska
Moose are not allowed to perform sexual acts on city streets.

Florida
If an elephant is left tied to a parking meter, the parking fee has to be paid just as it would for a vehicle.

Florida
You may not fart in a public place after 6 P.M. on Thursdays.

Florida
You are not allowed to break more than three dishes per day, or chip the edges of more than four cups and/or saucers.

Florida
It is considered an offense to shower naked.
This law still exists.

Fountain Inn, South Carolina
Horses are to wear pants at all times.

France
No pig may be addressed as Napoleon by its owner.

Georgia
No one may carry an ice cream cone in their back pocket if it is Sunday.

Germany
A pillow can be considered a "passive" weapon.

It just makes you wonder what lead up to these insane things become a law. "Horses are to wear pants at all times?" "No fishing off of giraffes (in two different places no less)?" You actually have to say you can't operate a motor vehicle while blindfolded? Sheesh. People are dumb.

We Live And Breathe

So I'm on this planning committee for an upcoming big, big, BIG letterboxing event that we have titled "We Live and Breathe Letterboxing - A Decade of Obsession." Not that I've been very helpful on this committe much, but my nice friends are allowing me to step in as I can to help out.

Last week the rest of the committee nailed down our location and confirmed our dates. So all of you save September 12-14, 2008 for this fabulous event. We will be staying at Camp Adams out in Mollala, which is about 35 miles south of Portland. Here is the website for more info. Space is limited so book now!

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

The Weekend

So this past weekend was our semi-annual scrapbooking weekend down in Newport. There were 8 of us this time that went down. We were at the same house we’ve stayed in before, except this time the hot tub wasn’t working. We were so disappointed, but we managed to enjoy ourselves anyway.

I’m almost embarrassed to say that after dragging my whole desktop computer down there (got to get me a laptop) I didn’t complete a single page. I didn't even complete part of a page. I just wasn’t in the mood. So I drove around some around Newport and took pictures, went up to Yaquina Lighthouse, found a letterbox or two (how could I resist??), took some naps, played solitaire on my computer (THAT was worth hauling my computer down there for…not), and just relaxed and enjoyed being with some amazingly funny, creative, and beautiful women. Who cooked for me. And brought me snacks. I didn’t have to do all the cleaning or pick up after anyone or anything! It was total heaven.

I learned to make German Pancakes (thanks, Kathleen!) which are now my favorite breakfast ever. And boy, are they easy to make and easy to clean up. My kind of cooking!

Charlene and Michele tried to teach me to knit. They are great teachers, but I am a slow student. I had a really hard time remembering that I wasn’t crocheting. They both think I knit weird because I can’t figure out how to “throw”. I knitted about 25,000 rows and have nothing to show for it because I kept dropping stitches and splitting my ply and getting annoyed and ripping the whole thing out.

So even though I don't have a lot of stories to tell, or much detail to share because I slept a lot, I had a great time and recharged my batteries.

Here are a few more pictures:

Looking down from the top of Yaquina Head lighthouse.
Looking up from the bottom of the Yaquina Head lighthouse.
The Oregon Coast landscape.
A nifty bench at Nye Beach in Newport
More of that cute baby seal and a sibling.

Monday, November 12, 2007

Kitty Cuteness

While I was posting pictures for my last entry, Zinger was being very cute in his "hot box," the name we use for the box his heating pad is in. I felt the world really should have the opportunity to enjoy such cuteness.
My little boy is growing up. He's so big now!

Greg took this picture of Cleo while I was on my beach weekend retreat. This little round bed usual resides bottom side down on that shelf behind her. It fell off on it's side to the top of my messy desk (yes, I know, I need to clean it) and I guess she couldn't wait for someone to put it back in place for her. Doesn't she look sweet?

A Weekend Away

I just got home from a terrific weekend at the beach. I'm too tired to post much, but here are some pictures I took.

I took a million pictures of these seals. I just love watching them. Even when they are just sleeping. This guy is all, "Dude. Quit taking my picture now, m'kay?"
I found this little red mushroom under a tree while I was looking for a letterbox. I don't know much about mushrooms, but this one just LOOKS poisonous, doesn't it? I took this with my zoom and the 'shroom was too far away to reach to remove the stick. Wish I could have moved it, 'cause it kinda ruins the picture.
Seagulls. At the beach. Go figure. There might be a pelican or two in that flock if you look closely.
A landscape shot.I think this one is at the tidepools up at Yaquina Head.
This one is my absolute favorite picture of the weekend. Isn't this guy great?

My lovely water shot. Please notice that I managed to get water droplets captured there. Wish I knew what setting I used on my camera to get it so I could reproduce that technique some day.

A Banana Slug. I think that's what they are called anyway. Isn't he neat?
Some kind of bird. Blue Heron? Egret? Don't know, but he was very handsome.

This seagull gal posed so prettily for me.
Newport Bay Bridge
Yaquina Head Lighthouse. This is the tallest lighthouse in Oregon and is 135 years old and still in use.
I just adore this baby seal. I took like 10,000 pictures of him. I love how he's all kicking back with his feet up and his eyes closed and his little flipper across his stomach. I just want to squeeze his cheeks he's so cute!
I'll give you details about the weekend later. Too tired now.

Wednesday, November 07, 2007

The Blob

Greg & I watched the original "The Blob" tonight. It was released in 1958. I can't figure out if it was supposed to be funny or serious. It's really hard to take a movie seriously when it has lyrics like this:
Beware of the Blob!
It creeps, and leaps, and glides and slides,
across the floor, right through the door,
and all around the wall.
A splotch, a blotch,
be careful of the Blob!

Beware of the Blob!
It creeps, and leaps, and glides and slides,
across the floor, right through the door...


Oh, and you can hear it here. It hardly sounds like a horror movie. Then we started watching the remake from 1988. It at least had a pretense of being scary, and I don't just mean because Kevin Dillon is in it with a really scary looking mullet.

Anyway, if you want a laugh, watch them back to back. Maybe some Jell-o shooters would help.

Anyone who saw this when it first came out...was it scary then?

Saturday, November 03, 2007

It's Cancelled

That's it. Christmas is cancelled this year. No, no arguments. You people obviously can not handle celebrating Christmas at the appropriate time and in the appropriate manner, so I'm going to have to take it away from you.

I went through Penny's yesterday, November 2nd, on my way to the library. They had their Christmas decorations up in the store. Not just the ones for sale, either. And the lady at the library told me that the decorations were put up BEFORE HALLOWEEN.

This is just wrong.

All holidays should be celebrated in the appropriate order and at the appropriate time. In Kris's Holiday Book there is an approved celebratory calender.

Halloween decorations may go up on October 1. Halloween themed parties are allowed any time during October. Fall colors should be enjoyed as long as possible. Pumpkin patches can be visited any time this month. You may make Christmas travel plans at this time, but really, you should have done them months before now.

Thanksgiving decorations may go up on November 1. Plans for Thanksgiving celebrations may be savored and anticipated for the three weeks of the month before the big day. Thoughts of Christmas plans may be started, but at no time will they interfere with the planning and execution of Thanksgiving. Full attention will be focused on giving thanks for the important things in your life at this time. DISCREET Christmas shopping is allowed during this time. At no time is bragging to your co-workers that your Christmas shopping is completed is allowed. Early Christmas bazaars may be attended, but only sparingly.

The Friday after Thanksgiving is soon enough for the Christmas insanity to begin. Shopping is allowed on this date. You may get out your "John Denver & the Muppets: A Christmas Together" CD and begin listening to get yourself in the spirit. Christmas cards may be started and mailed. No Christmas decorations may be put up until December 1. Once December 1 rolls around, all Christmas celebrations are completely sanctioned. Go wild. You may celebrate all 25 days of the Christmas season in any way you'd like.

Starting December 26th, the Christmas insanity must start winding down. Take the time to finish out the year. Enjoy the last few days before the new year. This is a good time to take stock of your life and plan for the year ahead. Start thinking about taking down the Christmas decorations. You may leave them up until after New Years, but they must be put away no later than the first weekend of January after New Years. Only my mother and other people who manically decorate have a special dispensation on this date. She may have until January 15th to put her stuff away because she has so much of it and needs the extra time!

See? It's easy enough. It's way easier when you just cancel the whole thing altogether, though.

Friday, November 02, 2007

Dumbledore Is WHAT?

Did you see this? What the ....? Now, why did JKR have to go and announce this? What is she THINKING?? Why do we care about Dumbledore's sexual preferences? And wasn't this supposed to be a kid's book? Should we be telling kids this stuff?

I don't know. I don't have a problem with the whole gay thing one way or another. If you are a consenting adult, do what you want, but I DON'T WANT TO KNOW ABOUT IT! No more than you want to know about my thing with feather dusters (this is a joke from Two and a half Men the other night). And that goes for my fictional characters also. I just don't want to know.

There is totally such a thing as taking politically correct too far.

And to continue my love affair with You Tube, here is one of the funniest Seinfeld episodes ever! Greg & I use this line all the time.

Yeah, the 70s Were Something Weren’t They?

I don't know what it is, but this week I have been having many 70s flashbacks. Today everywhere I was went I heard 70s songs on the radio. Maybe I just want to go back to a simpler time when I didn't have to pay bills and be all adult and stuff. I suppose we all have those times. I'm ready to hand in my driver's license and go back to being a kid. Being an adult really sucks sometimes.

Someone sent me this hilarious email that is supposedly someone’s blog entry. I totally wish I had written it. THIS is the kind of writer I want to be. The kind of writer that writes stuff so funny it makes milk come out of your nose. I sent it around to all my friends, so you’ve probably already seen it by now, but in case you haven’t, I’ll post it here. I probably shouldn't because it's some kind of copyright infringement, or whatever. I would give credit if I only knew who wrote it.

Oh wait. It's a moot point now. I can't just copy and paste it here because of the pictures. Well, if you missed the email, let me know and I'll forward it to you. Everyone that wrote me back about this has had a story to tell. Whether you wore Toughskins, or Garanimals, you totally thought you were stylin’ in whatever it was.

Since I was wandering down memory lane I did a couple of Google searches. Did you know they still have Garanimals? There stuff is still cute. I loved my Garanmials. I wish they still had them for the style impaired. Namely, me. I am terrible at getting clothes that coordinate on my own. Lately I have taken to buying outfits that are already together rather than try to find a top and a pair of pants that go together okay. I figure having matching socks is a major fashion statement for me these days, so anything else would make me a supermodel!

And check this site

Here are the lyrics to one of my favorite songs on the subject. Thanks Mark Wills!
Thanks to You Tube, I can provide you with the link to the video! Enjoy!

I saw Star Wars at least 8 times
Had the pac-man pattern memorized
And I've seen the stuff they put inside
Stretch Armstrong

I was Roger Stauback back in my back yard
Had a shoebox full of baseball cards
And a couple of Evil Kinevil scars
On my right arm
Well, I was a kid when Elvis died
And my mama cried

Chorus:
It was 1970- something
In the world that I grew up in
Farrah Faucett hair-do days
Bell bottoms and 8-track tapes
Lookin' back now I can see me
And oh, man did I look cheesy
But I wouldn't trade those days for nothin'
It was 1970-something

It was the dawning of a new decade
When we got our first microwave
And Dad broke down and finally shaved
them old sideburns off
I took the stickers off of my Rubix cube
Watched MTV all afternoon
My first love was Daisy Duke
In them cut off jeans
A Space Shuttle fell out of the sky
And the whole world cried

Chorus:
It was 1980-something
In the world that I grew up in
Skating rinks and Black Trans Ams
Big hair and parachute pants
Lookin' back now I can see me
And oh, man did I look cheesy
But I wouldn't trade those days for nothin'
It was 1980-something

Now I got a mortgage and an SUV
But all this responsibility
Makes me wish sometimes
Sometimes....

chorus:
It was 1980-something
In the world that I grew up in
Skating rinks and Black Trans Ams
Big hair and parachute pants
Lookin' back now I can see me
And oh, man did I look cheesy
But I wouldn't trade those days for nothin'
It was 1980-something

1970-something
Aw, it was 19-Something