Well that didn’t last long

August 27, 2009 at 3:44 pm (Unusual, Web Lists) (, , , , , , )

UPDATE 8/31: That headline is psychic. I think the Wal-Mart site is already down. You can try it, but I think it’s over. Sorry!

Back from the deep, philosophical place I was at (with zero study time) and firmly re-planted in the place where I usually reside.

I apologize for my sense of humor.

Click here or to the right in the link column. People of Walmart.

It’s all that you think it is.

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House party explosion all over the ground! New feature! Back-to-school Special!

August 21, 2009 at 6:52 pm (New Features, Odd Items Walking to School, Pictures, Random Images, Unusual) (, , , , , , , , , , , , , , )

These are the odd things we found on the ground walking to school. They seemed so random to me that I had to take the pictures coming home.

Just think of all the fun we could have with this for the next YEAR!!

I’m always thinking of you guys! Where else on the internet can you find pictures of things that make absolutely no sense whatsoever and have no meaning to anyone at anytime in any life???

Candle Number 1

Candle Number 1

Spoon. Just laying in the street. I know. It's weird.

Spoon. Just laying in the street. I know. It's weird.

Candle Number 2. A block away. Carried and dropped? Or...?...what?

Candle Number 2. A block away. Carried and dropped? Or...?...what?

Kid Key. It's a baby toy. Stevie says her new brother Gavin has one. All by itself in the grass. Sad baby.

Kid Key. It's a baby toy. Stevie says her new brother Gavin has one. All by itself in the grass. Sad baby.

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It’s Saturday night and ahm all alone…but I got a story to tell!!

August 8, 2009 at 9:15 pm (Day to Day, Exercise, Unusual) (, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , )

Boos to the hoos…my babies are gone again (wahwahwah), and the BF is at his friends house playing cards or boozing it up and talking about the women or whatever else they be doing out there in the garage. Yes, the smokers gotta smoke, so last I heard, the party was outside. It was 90 f***ing degrees when he left so I don’t know how long the “outside” is going to seem fun-friendly.

Now, I love the heat…or at least I used to love the heat. But I guess as I get older, I just can’t take it. Sweating when I am sitting still isn’t really working for me anymore. So, even though I am against paying for electricity when it’s unneeded, I have the air on. My house becomes like an oven for some weird reason. I think it’s the windows we have. They don’t really let in air. The three brand new ones do (please see previous posts) but that was HOT air. I had to shut the house down. And now I am in the kitchen typing and catching up and when I go in the living room, it will feel like everyone else’s house (the ones that have a central air system–not a window unit like me) I’m not complaining though, because it gets to the bedroom so I’ll be able to sleep!

But that’s kind of boring and rambly so let me re-cap the day:

Pretty much nothing. Kids left last night, so I was kind of bummed out and not feeling especially happy or fun to be around (I would like to make this another official apology to the BF. I stink as a girlfriend.) Went to bed. Woke up. Drank coffee. Read some trash mags. Went to the running trail. Yes, I did. Yes, WE did. It was only 80° at the time of start, but after we were done, the car said 94°. Granted we were there longer than usual, we talked for awhile, then ran and biked. I did the whole thing, the BF did it twice, but I’m telling you it was slow and sweaty. I think we were on the trail 45-50 minutes or so, not good time, I fully admit, but I probably lost 5 pounds in sweat. It was so hot I felt like I could just seize up right on the trail. I had to walk for some of it which is better than passing out on it or near it; that grass, chock full of animal poo-poo, isn’t all that inviting.

Oh! and I completely forgot about the crazy thing that happened to me, first time ever, on foot! I even forgot to tell the BF! Just as we left each other at the ¼ mile mark, I was running along, listening to music, getting my breaths adjusted, passed another woman, when suddenly, in front of me, a baby deer jumps right into the path! And I mean RIGHT in front of me. I could have touched it if I hadn’t been so startled. I said, “Uuhh!” and stopped. And the deer stopped. Now we are standing there. (It was smaller, with even, brown fur and white spots. Nice and clear. I have never been that close to a deer to see it like this.) Then it jerked and leapt forward to the other side. But I heard more rustling, and next to me, on the right, where the first one came from, is another one! Another baby. It’s looking at me. I can tell it wants to go across, but it makes a quick turn around, kind of like the Scooby-Doo, back legs running but the body ain’t going, move and scrambles back into the brush where it came from. So I look back, and the woman that I passed saw it all, thank god, because I swear no one would believe me. I gave her a shrug and she kind of did that laughing-arm-waving-that-was-crazy-signal-thing and I kept running. But the heart attack those deer almost gave me kind of pinched my effort.

And then even crazier, I forgot! Until right now! It was so bleeping hot, the memory burned out and dripped onto the pavement. But it’s all true. It was like being in your car when one jumps in front of it—also happened to me—but the deer very elegantly and gracefully, managed to jump right on over missing my bumper by millimeters—except I had no car.  I wonder if I had been going just a tiny bit faster would that deer have jumped right into me? Kind of bumped me right to the ground? Would it hurt? I don’t know. He sure didn’t know I was there until he saw me. Youngsters! Can’t trust them anywhere!

Anydeery, so that’s my exciting exercise tale for the day.

I also found a penny in the parking lot! Excitement all around! Check that post in a bit. We actually found quite a bit of change in the last few.  All the updates coming up!

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Blatant second attempt at generating more traffic tonight. Trying to get Super 3000! And a disturbing dream I had days ago…

July 30, 2009 at 11:04 pm (Day to Day, Unusual) (, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , )

Read This. My first shameless self-promotion post.

I’ve made it so easy! Time is ticking. I’m feeling a little sickling…Really. I don’t know what it was, or is, but I feel kind of yucky all of the sudden.

Anderson Cooper, on Regis & Kelly today (he filled in) said that no one wants to hear other people’s dreams. Ever. Even close friends and family, he said, “It’s like, no, no, don’t tell me…ugh…too late…bored.”

Kelly disagreed. Some dreams can be interesting, she said.

Well pick a side, because here is one of mine.

I had it 3 or 4 nights ago, but I can’t forget it. It basically starts….fuzzy stuff…and I’m in a garage. At a party. There is a lot of drinking going on. Not by me, but by these three tall guys standing by the open garage door. When suddenly, one of the drinking guys somehow manages to trip the switch that makes the garage door start to close. But he doesn’t move out of the way. He just stands under it watching it come down on top of him. We, on the inside are yelling for him to move, but he’s not. It finally closes right on top of him, and it’s really wide, with some kind of hollow spot, because he’s kind of inside the door itself. But now he’s on the outside so I can’t see him. After a minute, the door raises and there he is, laying on the ground with a huge gash, shaped like a big teardrop on the side of his head near his eye. I rush over to him to help, and one of his friends is pulling it open and closing it with his fingers, saying, “Look at this, look at this!” I said, “Stop doing that!” And I kneel over him, trying to keep him still and he grips my back really tight like he’s trying to hug me, and his eyes are droopy and fading out. I say, “Don’t worry, the paramedics are coming. They’ll get you out of here. Don’t worry.” But he just keeps gripping me, quietly fading out. Then the ambulance arrives and the paramedic says to me, “Man, I love it when you med students are first on the scene, you always clean up everything so nice.” I just glanced over a little and mumbled as they pulled him away from me. They got him in the ambulance and started to drive when I suddenly realized what the paramedic said to me. I turned toward the ambulance and said out loud, “There was no blood! He was drinking and there was no blood.” As if this was very significant. But they were gone and I woke up.

Those words have been going through my head for the last three or four days now. He was drinking and there was no blood. It feels like it means something, but I can’t make the connection.

It’s been a long time since I had a dream that stayed with me this long and so clearly. It’s weird. But does it mean anything? I don’t know.

So what’s the consensus? Dream Talk: good or bad? Any ideas? He was drinking. And there was NO blood.

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Goose on the Loose!

July 23, 2009 at 11:05 am (Day to Day, Phone Camera, Pictures, Unusual) (, , , , , , , , , , , , )

While driving home from the Target yesterday evening, we were stopped in traffic for reasons unknown. Like alot of traffic. And all of a sudden. I thought accident…but no.

It was geese! Lots and lots of geese! Crossing the road from the pond to the field or something…whatever…who knows what these geese are thinking?? It was Cicero Avenue, which is a main road and pretty busy. But we all stopped and waited. And waited. And waited.

Geese are not really too bright or fast. Here are my pics from the car on the phone camera.

A biker managed to get half the flock across, and then the rest followed a little later. We managed to get through before the second wave attempted the road-cross. Please check out my side-window-snapshot-out-of-the-car. It’s very goose-art-nouveau. Fancy!

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