just a small post today, as I am eager to start another of my new games that I received for christmas.
:announcement: I love hiking. It is the one excersize that doesnt even feel like exersize. Even if I am stumbling up a steep hill, huffing away, I am having fun. (but at the time, you might doubt me)
I dont think about anything bad, there is no sadness, my mind evades all stress, and I am peaceful. Even if I am just hiking the same old boring trail because Im too lazy to drive an hour for the really nice ones, I still find peace and contentment with the trails. It is an adventure everytime I go, and there is a part of me that secretly wishes I will spot a mountain lion and get the perfect shot, but I know, I know, that would be dangerous:) I have spotted a bobcat before at Wilder Ranch in Santa Cruz, it must've just made a kill, because it carried it's prize off away from the trail as we passed by. The other perk I like about hiking is the outdoor etiquette one gets from being out in nature with others doing the same thing. I would say 95% of the people you pass along trails will say hello, good morning or some sort of friendly greeting and they seem to say it with a genuine smile. If you saw them out of context on the street, they probably wouldnt even give you a second glance, but get into nature, and it is as if most everyone is awaken with a sense a peace that allows them to break down their walls and just be nice.
Sunday, January 07, 2007
Thursday, January 04, 2007
New building
Our company is moving this month, and it has been along time coming. We are going from a 13,000 sq ft to a 36,000 sqft building. Much needed, trust me. Right now there are 3 people in my office (a small 10'x10') and we are about an arms length from eachother. I say "my" office, because when we moved into this building 4 years ago from a 4000 sq ft bulding, I had my own office, with a nice little sign next to the door with my name. Then, after about 1 year the production manager moved in, then an additional purchasing person moved in a year ago. Then the production manager moved out to a table outside the door to make way for another buyer. But.... I still had a view. We have a window, and get to see accidents as they happen on rt 237. We see the trees, and the rain, and it's nice. (would be nicer if I had my office alone) Over the 4 years, the company has grown, and by now, you probably get the clue that I have been there for awhile. Yes, a veteran at a " hi tech" company.....and so with that thinking, I figured when the layout came for the new building, I was excited to see where I would be. Finally I would be flying solo again, no music sharing, no people talking, and no having the lights on. YEY.........well my hopes were squashed like the big corporate foot on my insignificant little body. Oh, I am solo again, but only in my cube, in the middle of the damn building, no where near a window. I was slightly pissed. It's not like they didnt have extra offices. There is like 10 extra offices, but I get stuck with accounting in the middle cube section. Ive never had a cube. I have either ran a warehouse, or had an office. This totally made me feel insignificant, for all the time I have spent with this company, and even because of that, I have been referred to as the "Oracle of knowledge" by my manager and my peers....so where is the fucking love? I am a homeless oracle in a shelter. what the hell treatment is that? sounds like i'm just #6 to me. (reference to the Prisoner for those of you old enough to know that BBC show) Well, I suppose it just makes it all the more sweeter for me when I say asta later this year when Laura and I move......because this oracle is shutting down.
Wednesday, January 03, 2007
Happy New Year
Well it's 2007 and I am eager to see what the new year has in store for me. I dont really know if I am going to keep up on this thing much, but I am going to try more. I kinda miss it....even though in the ladder part of last year, I was stuck into the myspace hype.
My goal for this year is to play more music and be a little more productive. Yes thats a broad statement, just the way I like. I can say something, but nothing at all, feel like I opened up but not feel exposed or like I just painted myself into a corner.
Cheers to you all!
My goal for this year is to play more music and be a little more productive. Yes thats a broad statement, just the way I like. I can say something, but nothing at all, feel like I opened up but not feel exposed or like I just painted myself into a corner.
Cheers to you all!
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
Ms. Kitty
It was a warm summer day, and Kaycee was barking at inanimate objects as usual. I had noticed that for a few days now, she had been drawn to this certain spot in the corner of our carport and I figured this might be worth investigating. So I opened the door, and at first glance I saw nothing, but I continued to scan the area until a white blob with eyes caught mine. She was huddled in the corner, behind boxes and foam packaging that were awaiting the recycling fate. Faith renewed in our dog, I called over to Laura that Kaycee had indeed found something tangible, and the white cat that Laura had spotted as pregnant, was pregnant no more. Ms. Kitty had decided to have her babies in our carport.
We knew now, that we would have to keep her close, so one day we could thieve her babies in order to give them a shot at a good life. The plotting began, and we starting feeding Ms. Kitty, who was quite hungry. With 2 little kittens to feed and protect, her hunting had been limited, and she had a big appetite. We fed here morning and night, and with each feeding, she growled and hissed, but would still walk up to the food dish as we filled it. She somehow knew not to bite the hand that feeds her, but she always had a little warning to give.
Ok, so now we have her staying, but how to get her kittens. The plan was to grab them when they were around 4 weeks old. We knew that she left the carport on occasion, and we would have to keep checking until she was “out” for the day, and pick the little guys up. 4 weeks came quick, and now it was our turn to hunt. We kept checking at all times of the day, but she wouldn’t leave! It was like she knew….knew, that we were after her babies.
After the 3rd day of checking, it was early in the morning on a Saturday, and I went to check and no sign of momma. SIEZE the DAY! I hurried into the carport and the kittens that were bold when momma was near, ran and hid from me now that mom was away. Crap! I’m going to need help. So I ran into the house, woke Laura up and said, honey, I need help. Ms. Kitty is gone and the kittens are hiding from me behind some drywall. With lightning speed, Laura was down the hall faster than I was and heading into the carport. We knew time was limited and Ms. Kitty could return at any moment.
We grabbed the kittens…..ok, now what.
Laura had prepared for this day, so we had a litterbox, kennel, food and old towels. Since we had been puppy fostering, we had a pen, but it didn’t have a ceiling, so we knew that they would eventually need to go into our bathroom. Oh well, we would deal with that later, the good thing was we have the kittens. So, our cats go back into their room, Kaycee gets to go outside, Gabby remains the queen of the house, (top dog has its privileges) and we are off to a day of puppy adopting with Pound Puppy Rescue.
Now its time for the real challenge….. trapping Ms. Kitty so we can get her fixed. Now that we had taken her kittens, we thought she would bolt, but she stayed. Stayed for the food and lodging, so we now hoped she would be hungry enough to be trapped.
We rented a trap from the humane society, and god some mackerel to bait the trap. BTW, that crap smells something fierce. The trap went out and there she was, weary of the metal structure, but still hungry. I left her be and went to deposit the remaining smelly mackerel in the garbage out front. As I was in front, I decided to take a peek to see if she was approaching the trap. I was surprised at what I saw. It looked like she was in the trap. No that couldn’t be… I just set it out minutes ago. I raced around to the back to peek over the fence and see if it were true, and behold my eyes, she was in the trap. Well that was easy! I thought for sure it would take quite a bit of luck and coaxing to get her to take the bait. So off the the vet we went the next morning.
When it came time to release her, she was reluctant to leave the trap. I actually had to coax her out with food (clearly the motivator for her) and as soon as she was free, she took off.
I figured she wouldn’t come back, but to our surprise, she did that night, and the day after. Laura and I discussed the best way to wean her from the feeding, now that she was back to being normal and single again. But again, nature surprised us, and as if she instinctually knew that her time with us had come to an end, she has disappeared. We see her around the neighborhood, but she hasn’t returned to the carport for food. Laura and I saw her chomping on something meaty in the neighbors yard, and it looks like she is back to being a stray cat, able to be promiscuous without concern, and roaming the streets hunting her meals.
It was like she knew when to come to us, and when to leave. We are fostering her kittens, and they are healthy and growing stronger each day. In about a week, they will be ready to go up for adoption. You can see how cute they are by visiting Laura’s flickr site.
We knew now, that we would have to keep her close, so one day we could thieve her babies in order to give them a shot at a good life. The plotting began, and we starting feeding Ms. Kitty, who was quite hungry. With 2 little kittens to feed and protect, her hunting had been limited, and she had a big appetite. We fed here morning and night, and with each feeding, she growled and hissed, but would still walk up to the food dish as we filled it. She somehow knew not to bite the hand that feeds her, but she always had a little warning to give.
Ok, so now we have her staying, but how to get her kittens. The plan was to grab them when they were around 4 weeks old. We knew that she left the carport on occasion, and we would have to keep checking until she was “out” for the day, and pick the little guys up. 4 weeks came quick, and now it was our turn to hunt. We kept checking at all times of the day, but she wouldn’t leave! It was like she knew….knew, that we were after her babies.
After the 3rd day of checking, it was early in the morning on a Saturday, and I went to check and no sign of momma. SIEZE the DAY! I hurried into the carport and the kittens that were bold when momma was near, ran and hid from me now that mom was away. Crap! I’m going to need help. So I ran into the house, woke Laura up and said, honey, I need help. Ms. Kitty is gone and the kittens are hiding from me behind some drywall. With lightning speed, Laura was down the hall faster than I was and heading into the carport. We knew time was limited and Ms. Kitty could return at any moment.
We grabbed the kittens…..ok, now what.
Laura had prepared for this day, so we had a litterbox, kennel, food and old towels. Since we had been puppy fostering, we had a pen, but it didn’t have a ceiling, so we knew that they would eventually need to go into our bathroom. Oh well, we would deal with that later, the good thing was we have the kittens. So, our cats go back into their room, Kaycee gets to go outside, Gabby remains the queen of the house, (top dog has its privileges) and we are off to a day of puppy adopting with Pound Puppy Rescue.
Now its time for the real challenge….. trapping Ms. Kitty so we can get her fixed. Now that we had taken her kittens, we thought she would bolt, but she stayed. Stayed for the food and lodging, so we now hoped she would be hungry enough to be trapped.
We rented a trap from the humane society, and god some mackerel to bait the trap. BTW, that crap smells something fierce. The trap went out and there she was, weary of the metal structure, but still hungry. I left her be and went to deposit the remaining smelly mackerel in the garbage out front. As I was in front, I decided to take a peek to see if she was approaching the trap. I was surprised at what I saw. It looked like she was in the trap. No that couldn’t be… I just set it out minutes ago. I raced around to the back to peek over the fence and see if it were true, and behold my eyes, she was in the trap. Well that was easy! I thought for sure it would take quite a bit of luck and coaxing to get her to take the bait. So off the the vet we went the next morning.
When it came time to release her, she was reluctant to leave the trap. I actually had to coax her out with food (clearly the motivator for her) and as soon as she was free, she took off.
I figured she wouldn’t come back, but to our surprise, she did that night, and the day after. Laura and I discussed the best way to wean her from the feeding, now that she was back to being normal and single again. But again, nature surprised us, and as if she instinctually knew that her time with us had come to an end, she has disappeared. We see her around the neighborhood, but she hasn’t returned to the carport for food. Laura and I saw her chomping on something meaty in the neighbors yard, and it looks like she is back to being a stray cat, able to be promiscuous without concern, and roaming the streets hunting her meals.
It was like she knew when to come to us, and when to leave. We are fostering her kittens, and they are healthy and growing stronger each day. In about a week, they will be ready to go up for adoption. You can see how cute they are by visiting Laura’s flickr site.
Wednesday, August 02, 2006
a lesson to you all......INVESTIGATE
Well, last night was a rough night, and the morning was proof that life sometimes fucks you up the ass without permission. So most of us probably have car alarms, yes? And the purpose of the car alarm is to alert you when something/someone disturbs the car. This is the point where one would go out and INVESTIGATE the reason for the alarm. I think most of us are so used to hearing them go off that we have become accustomed to ignoring the sound. THIS IS A MISTAKE. This is the exact time one should go and INVESTIGATE the source. I bet by now you are getting the idea that this is something I did not do, and you are right!
So here is what happened……..after a very restless night of sleep and not well rested, I leave the house to go to work, and as I get into my car I notice this large gaping hole in my dash where the stereo should be…and then the night before comes rushing back to me. There I was…somewhere around 9ish, watching a very good episode of Big Brother, when I hear a car alarm go off that sounds exactly like mine. It sounds like it’s on the other side of the house in the neighbors lot, so I ignore it. It keeps going off……and I think “fucking turn your car alarm off”…..yeah, there was my mistake. Because it wasn’t the neighbors car alarm……it was really MY alarm, and because I did not go investigate when it went off, I instead sat there enjoying Big Brother while my car was being broken into and someone stole my stereo and cd’s. Let this be a lesson to you all…..always investigate!!!!!
So here is what happened……..after a very restless night of sleep and not well rested, I leave the house to go to work, and as I get into my car I notice this large gaping hole in my dash where the stereo should be…and then the night before comes rushing back to me. There I was…somewhere around 9ish, watching a very good episode of Big Brother, when I hear a car alarm go off that sounds exactly like mine. It sounds like it’s on the other side of the house in the neighbors lot, so I ignore it. It keeps going off……and I think “fucking turn your car alarm off”…..yeah, there was my mistake. Because it wasn’t the neighbors car alarm……it was really MY alarm, and because I did not go investigate when it went off, I instead sat there enjoying Big Brother while my car was being broken into and someone stole my stereo and cd’s. Let this be a lesson to you all…..always investigate!!!!!
Tuesday, July 11, 2006
another survey... read if your bored
Name: Cori
Single or Taken: Taken
Sex: Female
Birthday: 11-29-67
Siblings: half sister
Eye color: blue
Shoe size: mens 7.5
Height: 5'7"
Innie or Outie: innie
What are you wearing right now: Jeans, t-shirt, brown doc martens
Where do you live: Campbell, California
Righty or lefty: Right, but eat with left
Can you make a dollar in change right now?: nope
Who are your closest friends: Dru, Diana
Do you have a BF or GF?: GF/Partner
Best place to go for a date: depends on the date
Where is your fav place to shop: REI
Favorite:
kind of pants: Baggy skate pants
color: midnight blue
Number: 333
Boys Name: Brendan
Girls Name: Tegan
Animal: Cat
Drink: triple tall white mocha, iced or hot
Sport(s): skateboarding, surfing, snowboarding, soccer
To play: hockey, dodgeball, football
Football Team: Green Bay Packers
Basketball Team: not my thing
Hockey Team: olympics only
Baseball Team: A's
Month(s): September
Movie: Gone with the Wind
Juice: Orange
Finger: middle
Breakfast: at present...eggs and turkey sausage
Favorite cartoon character: Pink Panther
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Have you ever
Given anyone a bath: Yes
smoked: yes
Bungee: no
Made yourself throw-up: no
Gone skinny dipping: once
Eaten a hot dog: yes
Put your tongue on a frozen pole: yeah, but nothing dramatic happened
Loved someone so much it made you cry?: of course
Broken a bone: no
Played truth or dare: yes......dangerous game
Been in a physical fight: only as a kid
Been in a police car: no
Been on a plane: yes
Come close to dying: no
been in a sauna: yes
been in a hot tub: yes
swam in the ocean: Yes
Fallen asleep in school: no
Ran away?: no
Broken someone's heart: yes
Cried when someone died: no
Cried in school: i dont think so
Saved AIM conversations: Yes
Saved e-mails: Yes
Fallen for one of your best friends? yes, and I would advise against it. never get together with your best friend.
Made out with JUST a friend? Yes
Used someone: probably in my youth
Been cheated on? Yes
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What is...
Your good luck charm: dont have one really
Best song you ever heard: Xavier by Dead can Dance
Stupidest thing you have ever done: not beleiving in myself and skipping college
Last thing you said: "Your fine" said to our dog Kaycee who was whining at the sliding glass door
What is beside you: my keyboard and guitar
Last thing u ate: Blackened catfish
What kind of shampoo do you use?: Redken for men
Best thing that has happened to you this year: Because im a dork, I totally fogot about getting engaged back in March!! I had formerly said my motorcycle. OOPS, im a dork!
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Have you had...
Chick Pox: no... so stay away
Sore Throat: yes
Stitches: only from my wisdom teeth.... does that count?
Broken nose: OUCH.....NO
Believed in love at first sight: not really
Have picnics: yes
Like school: NO, NO, and a big NO
What schools have you gone to: DeWitt Clinton, Stephen Tyng Mather High, DeAnza, Foothill, West Valley, Northeastern
Who was the last person that called you: Jose, my coworker
Who was the last person you slow danced with: cant remember
What makes you laugh the most?: anything really, I can find humor in strange places
What makes you smile? Laura, my animals, life in general and a really beautiful hike.
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Who is the last person. . .
You Kissed?: Laura
Who broke your heart: a few and not all were GF's
Who told you they loved you: Laura
Is your loudest friend? unfortunately, my name would come up if my friends were answering this. I think Im the loud one :)
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Do you/Are You:
Do you like filling these out: periodically
Do you wear contacts or glasses: Glasses
Do you get along with your family: NO
Stolen anything over $50: probably as a kid.
Obsessive?: No
Compulsive?: no
Anorexic?: HELL NO, love my starch too much for that
Suicidal?: no
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Final questions...
How many people are you sending this to: nobody
What did you do yesterday: Worked and cooked dinner, then watched Hell's Kitchen
Hated someone in your family: yes
Gotten any awards: yes
What car do you wish to have: volvo cross country
Where do you want to get married?: Hawaii or Vermont
If you could change something about yourself, what would it be?: be smarter
Good driver: Depends who you ask
Good Singer: ABSOLUTELY NOT
Have a lava lamp: no anymore
How many remote controls are in your house: way to many
Are you double jointed: in my thumbs
What do you dream about?: winning the lottery
Last time you showered: this morning
Last time you took a bath: few months ago
The last movie you saw at the theatres: cant remember, but the theatre was empty, I remember that
Chocolate or white chocolate: Dark chocolate
Root Beer or Dr.Pepper: Root beer
Mud or Jell-O wrestling: Jell-O
Vanilla or chocolate: vanilla
Summer or winter: SUMMER
Silver or Gold: Silver
Diamond or pearl: none
Sunset or Sunrise: sunset
Sprite or 7up: sprite
Orange juice or apple juice: Orange
Cats or dogs: cats
Coffee or tea: coffee!!!!!!!!
Phone or in person: in person
Are you Oldest, middle, youngest or only child: only
end time: 10:15pm.
Single or Taken: Taken
Sex: Female
Birthday: 11-29-67
Siblings: half sister
Eye color: blue
Shoe size: mens 7.5
Height: 5'7"
Innie or Outie: innie
What are you wearing right now: Jeans, t-shirt, brown doc martens
Where do you live: Campbell, California
Righty or lefty: Right, but eat with left
Can you make a dollar in change right now?: nope
Who are your closest friends: Dru, Diana
Do you have a BF or GF?: GF/Partner
Best place to go for a date: depends on the date
Where is your fav place to shop: REI
Favorite:
kind of pants: Baggy skate pants
color: midnight blue
Number: 333
Boys Name: Brendan
Girls Name: Tegan
Animal: Cat
Drink: triple tall white mocha, iced or hot
Sport(s): skateboarding, surfing, snowboarding, soccer
To play: hockey, dodgeball, football
Football Team: Green Bay Packers
Basketball Team: not my thing
Hockey Team: olympics only
Baseball Team: A's
Month(s): September
Movie: Gone with the Wind
Juice: Orange
Finger: middle
Breakfast: at present...eggs and turkey sausage
Favorite cartoon character: Pink Panther
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Have you ever
Given anyone a bath: Yes
smoked: yes
Bungee: no
Made yourself throw-up: no
Gone skinny dipping: once
Eaten a hot dog: yes
Put your tongue on a frozen pole: yeah, but nothing dramatic happened
Loved someone so much it made you cry?: of course
Broken a bone: no
Played truth or dare: yes......dangerous game
Been in a physical fight: only as a kid
Been in a police car: no
Been on a plane: yes
Come close to dying: no
been in a sauna: yes
been in a hot tub: yes
swam in the ocean: Yes
Fallen asleep in school: no
Ran away?: no
Broken someone's heart: yes
Cried when someone died: no
Cried in school: i dont think so
Saved AIM conversations: Yes
Saved e-mails: Yes
Fallen for one of your best friends? yes, and I would advise against it. never get together with your best friend.
Made out with JUST a friend? Yes
Used someone: probably in my youth
Been cheated on? Yes
____________________________________________
What is...
Your good luck charm: dont have one really
Best song you ever heard: Xavier by Dead can Dance
Stupidest thing you have ever done: not beleiving in myself and skipping college
Last thing you said: "Your fine" said to our dog Kaycee who was whining at the sliding glass door
What is beside you: my keyboard and guitar
Last thing u ate: Blackened catfish
What kind of shampoo do you use?: Redken for men
Best thing that has happened to you this year: Because im a dork, I totally fogot about getting engaged back in March!! I had formerly said my motorcycle. OOPS, im a dork!
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Have you had...
Chick Pox: no... so stay away
Sore Throat: yes
Stitches: only from my wisdom teeth.... does that count?
Broken nose: OUCH.....NO
Believed in love at first sight: not really
Have picnics: yes
Like school: NO, NO, and a big NO
What schools have you gone to: DeWitt Clinton, Stephen Tyng Mather High, DeAnza, Foothill, West Valley, Northeastern
Who was the last person that called you: Jose, my coworker
Who was the last person you slow danced with: cant remember
What makes you laugh the most?: anything really, I can find humor in strange places
What makes you smile? Laura, my animals, life in general and a really beautiful hike.
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Who is the last person. . .
You Kissed?: Laura
Who broke your heart: a few and not all were GF's
Who told you they loved you: Laura
Is your loudest friend? unfortunately, my name would come up if my friends were answering this. I think Im the loud one :)
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Do you/Are You:
Do you like filling these out: periodically
Do you wear contacts or glasses: Glasses
Do you get along with your family: NO
Stolen anything over $50: probably as a kid.
Obsessive?: No
Compulsive?: no
Anorexic?: HELL NO, love my starch too much for that
Suicidal?: no
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Final questions...
How many people are you sending this to: nobody
What did you do yesterday: Worked and cooked dinner, then watched Hell's Kitchen
Hated someone in your family: yes
Gotten any awards: yes
What car do you wish to have: volvo cross country
Where do you want to get married?: Hawaii or Vermont
If you could change something about yourself, what would it be?: be smarter
Good driver: Depends who you ask
Good Singer: ABSOLUTELY NOT
Have a lava lamp: no anymore
How many remote controls are in your house: way to many
Are you double jointed: in my thumbs
What do you dream about?: winning the lottery
Last time you showered: this morning
Last time you took a bath: few months ago
The last movie you saw at the theatres: cant remember, but the theatre was empty, I remember that
Chocolate or white chocolate: Dark chocolate
Root Beer or Dr.Pepper: Root beer
Mud or Jell-O wrestling: Jell-O
Vanilla or chocolate: vanilla
Summer or winter: SUMMER
Silver or Gold: Silver
Diamond or pearl: none
Sunset or Sunrise: sunset
Sprite or 7up: sprite
Orange juice or apple juice: Orange
Cats or dogs: cats
Coffee or tea: coffee!!!!!!!!
Phone or in person: in person
Are you Oldest, middle, youngest or only child: only
end time: 10:15pm.
Friday, June 30, 2006
gratitude
I make no excuses nor do I carry any shame in the fact that I like to hear a little gratitude when I offer up unsolicited extensions of kindness. It doesnt have to be longwinded, but a thank you always will suffice. Where does this come from? well, today was a very hectic day at work. A particularly hectic day for me and my boss. My boss who makes lots more money than I do, and yet probably doesnt receive much more whippings than I, when things go awry. Everyone was so busy and it was clear that he nor I was going to get a lunch because we were both covering for others that were out sick or had the day off. (end of the month, who the heck approved that?) So, I decide I am just going to leave the office and get a sandwich to bring back because I am starting to get weak from hunger and stress. Thinking that he is feeling the same, I decide to seek him out and say "im going to subway, do you want me to pick up up a sandwich?" He looks relieved and immediately says' yeah, how about a Italian BMT?" I say ok and off I go. I get back with sandwich in hand and put it on his desk. I let him know that his sandwich is on his desk and his reply?........ "ok" .........thats it?! "ok" how about "thanks" or "thanks so much" or "how much do I owe you" but "ok"? I understand we are busy, but no one should be too busy for a thank you. The only time one doesnt really need to thank someone is if you perform the random acts of kindness where contact is not available. Such as.....I have on occasion, whimsically paid the toll for the next few cars behind me on a bridge. totally different circumstance. but this lunch thing totally got "me britches in a knot" I was watching Oprah one day ( yes it happens, the diva has touched even I) where she suggested keeping a gratitude journal. I started to do this and found that there were far more things I was grateful for than I had even realized and paying respect to that which I had, was very satisfying.
so, what I want to get out there is pay respect to kindness, with a simple thank you. it seems that we are so quick to judge and point out many imperfections in others, but so slow and hesitant to pay respect for the positive aspects we all have. I dont mean this to sound all fluffy and shit, but really people, dont take things for granted. and all this blogging from a silly interchange involving a sandwich!
so, what I want to get out there is pay respect to kindness, with a simple thank you. it seems that we are so quick to judge and point out many imperfections in others, but so slow and hesitant to pay respect for the positive aspects we all have. I dont mean this to sound all fluffy and shit, but really people, dont take things for granted. and all this blogging from a silly interchange involving a sandwich!
Sunday, June 11, 2006
666 Bwhaahaahaahaa
I seemed to chuckle at the date today, but not everyone shared my humor. Some people at work were downright bothered by it. anyway, thats not what I wanted to blather on about. This weekend we went to Half Moon Bay.
We went with some of Laura's other graduates from the Dog Trainers Academy. She graduated on Friday!!!!! CONGRATS BABY!!
ok, back to the bay. It was beautiful, for Half Moon. upper 70's , sunny (whats that) and barely a breeze. The perfect day to get FISH TACOS!!!! (course anyday is a great day to go to the flying fish)
There was this really funny sign that Laura pointed out...
which probably led to this array of jellyfish that were washed upon shore.
It was really cool, but got you in the habit of looking where you stepped.
We walked around town for a bit after the beach and then settled down to eat some tacos. Yummy!!!!
Sunday was spent watching movies, finally saw the Davinci Code. I give it a 3. Good, but not great, entertained me.
We went with some of Laura's other graduates from the Dog Trainers Academy. She graduated on Friday!!!!! CONGRATS BABY!!
ok, back to the bay. It was beautiful, for Half Moon. upper 70's , sunny (whats that) and barely a breeze. The perfect day to get FISH TACOS!!!! (course anyday is a great day to go to the flying fish)
There was this really funny sign that Laura pointed out...
which probably led to this array of jellyfish that were washed upon shore.
It was really cool, but got you in the habit of looking where you stepped.
We walked around town for a bit after the beach and then settled down to eat some tacos. Yummy!!!!
Sunday was spent watching movies, finally saw the Davinci Code. I give it a 3. Good, but not great, entertained me.
Thursday, May 25, 2006
arrrrgh, this immigration shit is giving me a headache!
I am not sure exactly how this whole hubabaloo revolving immigration came about, but it's now really ticking me off that so much time is being spent on it, and theres this flurry of talk about how we need to deal with the immigration situation. Let's be real, what Bush and "Arnie" are really saying is "how do we keep those mexicans out". They fluff it all up under the guise of "immigration" but you dont hear them talking about the vietnemese or the polish that migrated here and dont have their green card, or any other nationality. It's all focused about protecting our "mexican border". I agree that if you are going to be here, then you need to be legal. But what is wrong with saying ok, ....everyone here, get your ass in gear and lets apply for the green card, and as long as you are in the process, we wont deport you. If you dont get the green card and are caught, well deport you. I dont agree with this load of crap that they want to make it a criminal offense! what the hell is that and how does that fit into our philosophy of "land of the free". I just dont think the whole prosecution thing is necessary. This whole spending time and money and sending national guardsmen to "protect our border" is not a efficient use of our forces or resources.
Dont get me wrong, I am certainly not an avocate of being anywhere illegally, I just take issue with how we decide to deal with it and WHO we are really profiling when this country says "immigration laws"
Dont get me wrong, I am certainly not an avocate of being anywhere illegally, I just take issue with how we decide to deal with it and WHO we are really profiling when this country says "immigration laws"
Saturday, May 20, 2006
caffienated thoughts
First off, the title has nothing to do with the content. It's merely what brought on the thought process.
Im different and I have always felt different. It can be exciting and admiral, or it can be lonely and frustrating, it just depends on the circumstance and the day. As far back as I can remember, I always knew I was different. When I was a little kid, I didnt like to play with dolls and dress up. I wanted to play with Lego's and play in the dirt. This made me different then most of the girls. I accepted this and never really thought much of it, other than, "im just different". As a young adult, even though I had found friends that liked to do the same things as me, they became interested in boys, which yeah I liked to play with boys, but they wanted to plaaaaaayyyyyyyy with boys. This held zero interest in me and again I though, ok, I am just different. By my senior year in H.S. I figured this "difference" to be that I was gay, and I felt a weight lifted. Ahh, this is why I feel different then everyone else I know, and found this youth group in Chicago where I met lots of people like me, and hung out for the first time feeling like I belonged. But......again the feeling crept up, that I was still different then these people. This feeling was coming from the fact that I did not "party" like all of my other friends and I was always the sober one, taking care of my fucked up friends. This lasted through most of my 20's, where I was still "odd man out" amongst my group. I ended up with more gay male friends, because I loved to dance and go to the clubs. Even within my lesbian clan, I was still the only one who liked dance music and was not singing kumbya (however you spell it) and fawning over Melissa Etheridge. Nothing wrong with her, but it wasnt the music I was drawn to, and that I was passionate about. So, I was the token lesbian at the boy clubs, dancing to the music, who didnt drink. My other lesbian friends were playing softball or drinking at the savoy playing darts. And so it has been for all of my life, I usually am different then most people I know. I have a few friends that understand me well, but what I have been babbling about is that I am old enough to know that I will always be different. I will always think differently, and it's not something that I can shake. I have embraced it most of my life, and enjoyed my interests but come to find my fate is not ever being in the majority.
I now have a new interest, that AGAIN, is not a popular one. Because I am not an A student, med school is out, and being a medical examiner is out too, but, I am good with my hands, and am fairly mechanically inclined, so I decided to take some auto mechanic classes.
They have some intro courses at DeAnza which can get me started. I figure it's a good way to find out if I want to learn more and pursue this further, without investing a lot of money. I know I am probably going to be the only woman in the class, but I feel up to the challenge. I feel confident I can handle myself if any adversity comes up. Coffee sure gets my mind racing to all kinds of obscure topics.
Im different and I have always felt different. It can be exciting and admiral, or it can be lonely and frustrating, it just depends on the circumstance and the day. As far back as I can remember, I always knew I was different. When I was a little kid, I didnt like to play with dolls and dress up. I wanted to play with Lego's and play in the dirt. This made me different then most of the girls. I accepted this and never really thought much of it, other than, "im just different". As a young adult, even though I had found friends that liked to do the same things as me, they became interested in boys, which yeah I liked to play with boys, but they wanted to plaaaaaayyyyyyyy with boys. This held zero interest in me and again I though, ok, I am just different. By my senior year in H.S. I figured this "difference" to be that I was gay, and I felt a weight lifted. Ahh, this is why I feel different then everyone else I know, and found this youth group in Chicago where I met lots of people like me, and hung out for the first time feeling like I belonged. But......again the feeling crept up, that I was still different then these people. This feeling was coming from the fact that I did not "party" like all of my other friends and I was always the sober one, taking care of my fucked up friends. This lasted through most of my 20's, where I was still "odd man out" amongst my group. I ended up with more gay male friends, because I loved to dance and go to the clubs. Even within my lesbian clan, I was still the only one who liked dance music and was not singing kumbya (however you spell it) and fawning over Melissa Etheridge. Nothing wrong with her, but it wasnt the music I was drawn to, and that I was passionate about. So, I was the token lesbian at the boy clubs, dancing to the music, who didnt drink. My other lesbian friends were playing softball or drinking at the savoy playing darts. And so it has been for all of my life, I usually am different then most people I know. I have a few friends that understand me well, but what I have been babbling about is that I am old enough to know that I will always be different. I will always think differently, and it's not something that I can shake. I have embraced it most of my life, and enjoyed my interests but come to find my fate is not ever being in the majority.
I now have a new interest, that AGAIN, is not a popular one. Because I am not an A student, med school is out, and being a medical examiner is out too, but, I am good with my hands, and am fairly mechanically inclined, so I decided to take some auto mechanic classes.
They have some intro courses at DeAnza which can get me started. I figure it's a good way to find out if I want to learn more and pursue this further, without investing a lot of money. I know I am probably going to be the only woman in the class, but I feel up to the challenge. I feel confident I can handle myself if any adversity comes up. Coffee sure gets my mind racing to all kinds of obscure topics.
Monday, May 15, 2006
ticked....
This weekend was an adventure for me. Saturday I went bike riding over at Wilder Ranch, and it was definitely wilder this time. Because of all the rain, this winter/spring the brush had grown crazy, I could not see the path below my feet. The trees and brush were about 6 feet high, so I was hoping that I wasn’t going to just end up in a swamp. Now of course doing this, I wasn’t thinking about the bugs that are in the brush, I am just thinking, “Geez, don’t let me dump into a swamp”, and Diana was probably thinking, “please don’t let a rattlesnake jump out at me”. So we kept going forward, found the trail up the cliff and carried on our merry way.
We go to the beach and there was a dead seal that had washed up onto shore. I kept smelling this rancid fish smell, but didn’t know why, until I almost stepped on the thing. On our way back, we saw 2 snakes, and I almost ran over one. Thank god I was able to stop, and it ended up slithering through the rim of my front tire and off into the grass.
After our adventurous ride, I got home about 4:30pm. I am telling you the time because as you read more below, it will become apparent how much time had passed and why I was so mortified.
OK, it’s now about 9:30pm and I need to take a little pee. I drop my drawers, and I spot this black thing moving, and think “oh, a bug” I am not real concerned until I go to flick it off my shorts, and I realize that this is a bug that I have never seen before. The floodlights come on over my head and suddenly, the image of riding though dense foliage in Santa Cruz comes back to me. TICK. This might be a tick! I call for Laura, because I have never seen a tick in real life and still am not sure what it is. I show her and she’s like “yep, that’s a tick alright” I am mortified. Not just because it’s a tick, but because it was big, and I found it in my crotch, and it was there since I have been riding hours earlier! Laura gets concerned because she now is thinking if I had one, I brought a whole crew home and we have dogs/cats. I jump into the shower and scrub down, so she can inspect all the areas I cant see.
I was ok , but definitely traumatized for the evening. I of course start feeling itchy, and think that every time I do, Im going to find tick. The next day I was fine, and to tell you the truth, I am glad it happened, because I now know what they actually look like, and I don’t have such a huge fear of them anymore.
We go to the beach and there was a dead seal that had washed up onto shore. I kept smelling this rancid fish smell, but didn’t know why, until I almost stepped on the thing. On our way back, we saw 2 snakes, and I almost ran over one. Thank god I was able to stop, and it ended up slithering through the rim of my front tire and off into the grass.After our adventurous ride, I got home about 4:30pm. I am telling you the time because as you read more below, it will become apparent how much time had passed and why I was so mortified.
OK, it’s now about 9:30pm and I need to take a little pee. I drop my drawers, and I spot this black thing moving, and think “oh, a bug” I am not real concerned until I go to flick it off my shorts, and I realize that this is a bug that I have never seen before. The floodlights come on over my head and suddenly, the image of riding though dense foliage in Santa Cruz comes back to me. TICK. This might be a tick! I call for Laura, because I have never seen a tick in real life and still am not sure what it is. I show her and she’s like “yep, that’s a tick alright” I am mortified. Not just because it’s a tick, but because it was big, and I found it in my crotch, and it was there since I have been riding hours earlier! Laura gets concerned because she now is thinking if I had one, I brought a whole crew home and we have dogs/cats. I jump into the shower and scrub down, so she can inspect all the areas I cant see.
I was ok , but definitely traumatized for the evening. I of course start feeling itchy, and think that every time I do, Im going to find tick. The next day I was fine, and to tell you the truth, I am glad it happened, because I now know what they actually look like, and I don’t have such a huge fear of them anymore.
Thursday, May 11, 2006
chickens... really
do you ever have one of those "aha" moments where suddenly everything becomes clear and you know you can never go back to before the "aha' moment happened? Well, that happened to me this evening. As I was out getting dog food for our "dainty" eater Kaycee, I stopped off at the local starbucks for a black brew. They had a paper out on one of the tables as i stood waiting for my beverage, so I started to read the headlines. It went something like "Google branching out into eggs" or something to that nature. it peaked my interest, and reading on, it was about how large corporations are doing their part to not purchase caged eggs and how Google was going to start buying only "free range" or cage free eggs for their cafeteria's, not wanting to support cruelty to animals, and what happens to chickens that are in large farms. It went on to say how they can put up to 6 chickens in the same small 24" pen, and they dont let them peck their own food or out of the pen for up to 6 months after aquiring them. I am sure there are many statistics I have left out, but my point is that I had NO idea about this. I try to be a fairly "eco" conscious person if I can, and this is a example of how ignorance is bliss. Before I had this information, I could eat an egg from anywhere, not really think about it. But after reading what I did, there is no way in hell im going to eat an egg that is not marked cage free. I will make that little extra trip to the natural foods market where I can get free range eggs. I just did not know that they treated chickens like that, though after thinking about it, it's not surprising. I just am perplexed that I didnt realize it before and glad that I took a look at the story.
Me? Social?
some thoughts I have been chewing on……
I have long since thought of myself as a typically “mildly social” person. I really enjoy my time alone, and require a fair amount of personal space, and have never been one to have a gaggle of friends around me all at once. I am not a “party” person, nor am I a hermit. I just enjoy 1 on1 time with my select friends, and occasional outings with my “casual friends” (more then an acquaintance, but not quite a good friend.) As of late, I have had a bit more alone time on my hands, and have been finding out that I really am a bit more social then I had thought. I enjoy emailing people much more, and talking to people much more then in the past. Maybe it’s a comfort level that I have reached, or something else. Now, I don’t want to have a extremely social life, I enjoy time with my partner alone and our select friends, however, I have noticed that my feelings get a bit hurt when I don’t hear from my friends in a while or from my close friends. I start to get that out of sight out of mind feeling and don’t feel quite right. This got me to thinking, because I have always thought in my head that it wouldn’t matter if people talked to me or not, if they said we were friends and we got along, then all is good. Admittedly, I am not the best communicator, and a little flakey because I seem to go along thinking that everyone “knows” how I feel anyway, so why the need to say I treasure the friendship? I m getting off track. Ok, back to the thoughts at hand, what I am trying to say is that friends and the people in my life are much more important then I had thought, and though having time to myself is great, I also crave the coffee run, or the email, or the little text messages just to let me know that I came across their mind. Maybe that’s a getting older “needy” thing, but I see nothing wrong with that. We all deserve to be thought about.
Tangent**
Speaking of being though about, what the hell is up with Chris and American Idol? I cant believe they booted that guy off instead of Katherine.
What the hell is wrong with people?
I have long since thought of myself as a typically “mildly social” person. I really enjoy my time alone, and require a fair amount of personal space, and have never been one to have a gaggle of friends around me all at once. I am not a “party” person, nor am I a hermit. I just enjoy 1 on1 time with my select friends, and occasional outings with my “casual friends” (more then an acquaintance, but not quite a good friend.) As of late, I have had a bit more alone time on my hands, and have been finding out that I really am a bit more social then I had thought. I enjoy emailing people much more, and talking to people much more then in the past. Maybe it’s a comfort level that I have reached, or something else. Now, I don’t want to have a extremely social life, I enjoy time with my partner alone and our select friends, however, I have noticed that my feelings get a bit hurt when I don’t hear from my friends in a while or from my close friends. I start to get that out of sight out of mind feeling and don’t feel quite right. This got me to thinking, because I have always thought in my head that it wouldn’t matter if people talked to me or not, if they said we were friends and we got along, then all is good. Admittedly, I am not the best communicator, and a little flakey because I seem to go along thinking that everyone “knows” how I feel anyway, so why the need to say I treasure the friendship? I m getting off track. Ok, back to the thoughts at hand, what I am trying to say is that friends and the people in my life are much more important then I had thought, and though having time to myself is great, I also crave the coffee run, or the email, or the little text messages just to let me know that I came across their mind. Maybe that’s a getting older “needy” thing, but I see nothing wrong with that. We all deserve to be thought about.
Tangent**
Speaking of being though about, what the hell is up with Chris and American Idol? I cant believe they booted that guy off instead of Katherine.
What the hell is wrong with people?
Thursday, May 04, 2006
My oh my how high school has changed
Today I went to Mountain View High School to speak on a PFLAG panel. I have been on the speakers bureau for about 2 years, but really only speak to students about 4 times a year because of conflicts with work time. But everyonce in a while, like today, I take an "extended lunch" and speak to youth about awareness and what it's like to be Gay.
First off, this school was immaculate. well kept feild, beautiful views of the hills, and over all very clean. There were flyers up everywhere from issues such as a protest against animal testing to a rally against immigrant discrimation. *wow*. The class was a gender studies elective course and had sophmores through seniors. I couldnt believe that they had such an elective course, let alone all the freedoms you get in class now. They were allowed to have food, beverage, and even chew gum! almost everyone had an ipod.
Now when I was in high school, I went to a 3 story brick building (this was back in Chicago) and we werent allowed anything in class. The only protests we had were race driven. Basically there was a huge riot my freshmen year between a number of black and white students. I stayed away from school during that week, not wanting to involve myself in the crazy melee. I definitely felt old coming out of that class, since everyone that was in it was born in or after 1989. nothing like a dose of reality to bring you to the present. All in all, the questions were great and so were the kids. They asked good questions, and seemed genuinely interested in what we had to say. I think thats why I stay on the bureau, because I always get something out of it when I go and I love hearing what our youth in thinking in present day.
First off, this school was immaculate. well kept feild, beautiful views of the hills, and over all very clean. There were flyers up everywhere from issues such as a protest against animal testing to a rally against immigrant discrimation. *wow*. The class was a gender studies elective course and had sophmores through seniors. I couldnt believe that they had such an elective course, let alone all the freedoms you get in class now. They were allowed to have food, beverage, and even chew gum! almost everyone had an ipod.
Now when I was in high school, I went to a 3 story brick building (this was back in Chicago) and we werent allowed anything in class. The only protests we had were race driven. Basically there was a huge riot my freshmen year between a number of black and white students. I stayed away from school during that week, not wanting to involve myself in the crazy melee. I definitely felt old coming out of that class, since everyone that was in it was born in or after 1989. nothing like a dose of reality to bring you to the present. All in all, the questions were great and so were the kids. They asked good questions, and seemed genuinely interested in what we had to say. I think thats why I stay on the bureau, because I always get something out of it when I go and I love hearing what our youth in thinking in present day.
Wednesday, May 03, 2006
So as I was making dinner tonight, (which consisted of Tuna, a branch of broccoli and celery w/cream cheese for those of you interested) I had the news on. There was this story that came up about how consumers that have bought SUV's and Trucks are striking back at the mfr. of those vehicles, barking that they dont get efficient enough mileage. This is all sparked because of the insane gas prices. Excuse me, but since when does ANYONE buy a huge honkin vehicle for the economic fuel efficiency?????? If the gas prices werent so high, then no one would be complaining that the manufacturers dont regulate the efficiency of the larger vehicles. Yeah that would be great if they did, but when little sweet pea is sitting in their Escalade, do you really think they give a rats ass about the environmental impact their ride is having? NO! they are thinking about how "cool" they are looking. People got on fine without the era of the "personal bus" to cart around the 1 or 2 kids they might have. My feeling is, if you are looking for economic choices, you dont buy an SUV. If you do want one, thats fine, but dont whine about the manufacturer not making a economic enough vehicle. It's the classic MacDonalds hot coffee syndrome. You know the coffee is hot. it says it's hot on the cup, and yet, in America, you can sue and win for burning your mouth on that hot coffee.UGH.
thats my rant. I feel better now. Also a little hungry. That tuna and broccoli didnt last so long. totally have a hangering for fruity pebbles. oh well, i guess I will just brush my teeth, since that always seems to kill my desire to eat, because my teeth are clean.
thats my rant. I feel better now. Also a little hungry. That tuna and broccoli didnt last so long. totally have a hangering for fruity pebbles. oh well, i guess I will just brush my teeth, since that always seems to kill my desire to eat, because my teeth are clean.
Friday, April 21, 2006
Lounge comes to FM in San Jose
Living here in the Bay Area, one would think that there would be more of a “night club” scene. Not that I go out anymore, but with a good night club scene, comes DJ’s and with DJ’s come tours. Most of the hotter DJ’s I know travel to Chicago, Miami, New York, L.A., and Phoenix. I really don’t understand Phoenix over San Francisco, but I guess there’s a reason. Anyhow, I finally caught a radio station that actually was playing some Lounge this morning,. Now granted it’s only listener supported station, it’s at least on the radio. 91.5FM, out of Cupertino. Don’t know how long it will last, but it’s nice to hear.
I mostly listen to all of my Trance, Tribal, Lounge and Chill on XTC or DI.FM online.
I also don’t know why Dance music isn’t as popular here in the states as it is abroad.
Hope everyone has a good weekend!!!
I mostly listen to all of my Trance, Tribal, Lounge and Chill on XTC or DI.FM online.
I also don’t know why Dance music isn’t as popular here in the states as it is abroad.
Hope everyone has a good weekend!!!
Saturday, April 15, 2006
It's not unusual....
Those were the words I sang as I danced upon the
stage. With brown curls and 70’s sunglasses, I was
ready to do proud by Tom Jones.
It was our 10 year anniversary at work, and all in
all, it was pretty neat. They rented out
The San Jose Improv and hired a comedian to keep us
laughing. So how did I get on stage? Well, a day
before our celebration, my coworker came to me and
asked if me and Leah would back her up, and that she
was going to do Karoke number at the celebration. I
was like sure, all I have to do is stand up there with
you and dance around a little right? Agreed. So
with less then 24 hours to coordinate 3 people on
stage in front of coworkers, we thought a little wig
and glasses out to really add to the hilarity of the
situation. Celeste was singing “It’s not Unusual” by
Tom Jones. I wasn’t too familiar with the song, so I
had to learn it Friday morning before we went up. It
came off without a hitch and we ended up singing too.
We ended the number by doing a “gansta” pose.
stage. With brown curls and 70’s sunglasses, I was
ready to do proud by Tom Jones.
It was our 10 year anniversary at work, and all in
all, it was pretty neat. They rented out
The San Jose Improv and hired a comedian to keep us
laughing. So how did I get on stage? Well, a day
before our celebration, my coworker came to me and
asked if me and Leah would back her up, and that she
was going to do Karoke number at the celebration. I
was like sure, all I have to do is stand up there with
you and dance around a little right? Agreed. So
with less then 24 hours to coordinate 3 people on
stage in front of coworkers, we thought a little wig
and glasses out to really add to the hilarity of the
situation. Celeste was singing “It’s not Unusual” by
Tom Jones. I wasn’t too familiar with the song, so I
had to learn it Friday morning before we went up. It
came off without a hitch and we ended up singing too.
We ended the number by doing a “gansta” pose.
Saturday, April 01, 2006
great saturday afternoon hike
What can i say, I liked the name of this bird. We went hiking to Castle Rock State Park today. Go here to see a few more pictures....
I must admit that I was a complete stubborn knucklehead, because I blew off softball practice so that I could get a fun hike in. It has been raining for days and days, the feild was going to be wet, and I am having my own issues with the team I am on, so I made an executive decision to go hiking.
It was a beautiful hike, with lots too see and explore. This was probably the most ideal hike because it involved climbing, hiking, majestic views, cool forests that were sooooo green, and good inclines to remind you that you have calves.
Thursday, March 23, 2006
the animals shall mingle
Well, unfortunately, I only have a few words to update my blog with. I have been focused on myspace lately, and have neglected my blog. ok, enough about that.
our cats and dogs are starting to mingle a bit more now. Since I have taken the baby gate off of the cats room and really forced them to interact with the dogs, things have been going better then planned. Kaycee is weary of the cats and Gabby respects them, so she could care less. Turlow is the chicken shit of the bunch, but he will hold his ground if food is involed. Sydney makes slight squeaky meows, but she doesnt seem to stop her movement in order to pass the dogs.
In other news, I totally wasted 40 bucks on a game. I went to Fry's the other night, (never get out of there without spending something) to look at what games they might have for gamecube. Since we have gotten the 50" hi def tv, my computer games have taken a backseat. I mean, how can it compete?
So, I go to the gamecube section, and I find two games for 9 bucks each. They both look slightly cheesy, but they involve guns, killing bad guys and hey....it's only 9 bucks! Then my eyes are attracted to a cute little character, that looks like a mini robot. "he cooks, he cleans, he annihilates" it reads on the back. this looks tooo cute to pass up. I have lego Star Wars and this looks just as cute. So, I throw caution to the wind, and get the game, brand new and all.
I get it home, excited to play, and pop it in. The music starts and already I am feeling pangs of regret. It is really cheesy, like 7 year old cheesy. I think, just give it a minute, so I do. It only gets worse from there. I start to play and within 4 minutes, take the game out and think, well, i'll be cutting my losses on this one and selling it back to EB in a few days.
so my advice to myself...... dont buy games full price on sight alone and my advice to you..... dont buy Chibi-Robo
our cats and dogs are starting to mingle a bit more now. Since I have taken the baby gate off of the cats room and really forced them to interact with the dogs, things have been going better then planned. Kaycee is weary of the cats and Gabby respects them, so she could care less. Turlow is the chicken shit of the bunch, but he will hold his ground if food is involed. Sydney makes slight squeaky meows, but she doesnt seem to stop her movement in order to pass the dogs.
In other news, I totally wasted 40 bucks on a game. I went to Fry's the other night, (never get out of there without spending something) to look at what games they might have for gamecube. Since we have gotten the 50" hi def tv, my computer games have taken a backseat. I mean, how can it compete?
So, I go to the gamecube section, and I find two games for 9 bucks each. They both look slightly cheesy, but they involve guns, killing bad guys and hey....it's only 9 bucks! Then my eyes are attracted to a cute little character, that looks like a mini robot. "he cooks, he cleans, he annihilates" it reads on the back. this looks tooo cute to pass up. I have lego Star Wars and this looks just as cute. So, I throw caution to the wind, and get the game, brand new and all.
I get it home, excited to play, and pop it in. The music starts and already I am feeling pangs of regret. It is really cheesy, like 7 year old cheesy. I think, just give it a minute, so I do. It only gets worse from there. I start to play and within 4 minutes, take the game out and think, well, i'll be cutting my losses on this one and selling it back to EB in a few days.
so my advice to myself...... dont buy games full price on sight alone and my advice to you..... dont buy Chibi-Robo
Saturday, March 04, 2006
unsettled
Strange bit of weather were having here, some might call it earthquake weather, but I say there are some strange things happening with mother nature.
Rewind to yesterday. It rained, beautiful and menacing clouds decorated the sky and then about 4pm, when I looked outside my office window, blue sky was all I could see, minus the clouds off in the far distance. 5:00 rolls around and I leave to go home. I am driving under a sunny sky, and when I hit about 6-7 blocks from the office, I notice that the ground is wet as if a downpour had just left. I think, well, thats weird, because when I look up, theres still that sunny sky and clouds way way off in the distance. I look to the side of the road and I see white, as if it were melting snow. My light turns red and I look to my right to see a car with white on top of it's roof. Is that hail? so, I go to roll down my window to investigate further, this white stuff on the ground, and sure enough, its clusters of hail. I think to myself, when the hell did that happen? Oh well, light turns green I go to roll up my window and it sounds sick as it trys to roll up. Then it just stops halfway as if something is obstructing it. Great, my window just died, and it might hail, or rain, or be sunny, I just cant tell. About 6 blocks later, the ground is dry as if it had not rained in over 4 hours. I am perplexed, and weaving into the other lane trying to futz with my window to get it to roll up. To no avail, it was stuck and somehow had managed to come out of the track. Not sure how that happened, but it was out of it's track. Looks like its time for me to take apart my door tomorrow.
Fast forward to today. Laura is taking a friend up to S.F. to retrive a Tin Tin statue, so I decide to go for a hike (its still sorta sunny) before I start to tear my car apart. The hike was good, because I went all the way to the top of the PGE trail, which is sorta steep. Round trip took me about 3 hours, and it was muddy in spots...
but that made it even more fun.
Ok, now time to fix this window of mine. I take the panel off, and all the trimmings, and I see this.........
This is something that you dont want to see. I had to take the window completely off it's holders, and lift it freely to guide it into both tracks.
I get it into the track after about 15 minutes of swearing and jimmying. ahhhh, sigh of relief, I test it out before I put on the panel, and it works. GREAT.
not so..... The door panel doesnt go on as easily as it came off, and did I mention that I was listening to the radio the whole time I was doing this whole chore? Yeah, well I was, and apparently that was a bad idea, because when it was all said and done, I wanted to get some coffee to salute my troubles of the day. I went to wash my hands and came back out with my wallet to go to Starbucks. I turn the key and all I hear is rrrrrr.....rrrrrr click click click click. Great, my battery is dead now. I cant go anywhere until Laura gets home and I can jump start it. I do have the motorcycle, but i cant carry the coffee home on the bike. Perhaps I will just play some video games and kill some bad guys now.
Rewind to yesterday. It rained, beautiful and menacing clouds decorated the sky and then about 4pm, when I looked outside my office window, blue sky was all I could see, minus the clouds off in the far distance. 5:00 rolls around and I leave to go home. I am driving under a sunny sky, and when I hit about 6-7 blocks from the office, I notice that the ground is wet as if a downpour had just left. I think, well, thats weird, because when I look up, theres still that sunny sky and clouds way way off in the distance. I look to the side of the road and I see white, as if it were melting snow. My light turns red and I look to my right to see a car with white on top of it's roof. Is that hail? so, I go to roll down my window to investigate further, this white stuff on the ground, and sure enough, its clusters of hail. I think to myself, when the hell did that happen? Oh well, light turns green I go to roll up my window and it sounds sick as it trys to roll up. Then it just stops halfway as if something is obstructing it. Great, my window just died, and it might hail, or rain, or be sunny, I just cant tell. About 6 blocks later, the ground is dry as if it had not rained in over 4 hours. I am perplexed, and weaving into the other lane trying to futz with my window to get it to roll up. To no avail, it was stuck and somehow had managed to come out of the track. Not sure how that happened, but it was out of it's track. Looks like its time for me to take apart my door tomorrow.
Fast forward to today. Laura is taking a friend up to S.F. to retrive a Tin Tin statue, so I decide to go for a hike (its still sorta sunny) before I start to tear my car apart. The hike was good, because I went all the way to the top of the PGE trail, which is sorta steep. Round trip took me about 3 hours, and it was muddy in spots...
but that made it even more fun.
Ok, now time to fix this window of mine. I take the panel off, and all the trimmings, and I see this.........
This is something that you dont want to see. I had to take the window completely off it's holders, and lift it freely to guide it into both tracks.
I get it into the track after about 15 minutes of swearing and jimmying. ahhhh, sigh of relief, I test it out before I put on the panel, and it works. GREAT.
not so..... The door panel doesnt go on as easily as it came off, and did I mention that I was listening to the radio the whole time I was doing this whole chore? Yeah, well I was, and apparently that was a bad idea, because when it was all said and done, I wanted to get some coffee to salute my troubles of the day. I went to wash my hands and came back out with my wallet to go to Starbucks. I turn the key and all I hear is rrrrrr.....rrrrrr click click click click. Great, my battery is dead now. I cant go anywhere until Laura gets home and I can jump start it. I do have the motorcycle, but i cant carry the coffee home on the bike. Perhaps I will just play some video games and kill some bad guys now.
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