| Friday, October 31, 2003 |
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| the weasel-type represents your inner child. the kennel cab represents meatloaf (the singer). you are trying to suffocate your inner meatloaf because it is wiggle some and difficult to manage. | ||||
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| evildesign.com makes me laugh. | ||||
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| Thursday, October 30, 2003 |
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| The weasels arise from the mob. They are men - you can tell because they're hairy and smelly. They're dangerous, but the weaselmeister knows their secrets and he wants to protect you. But he also has an ego so he performs with great flourish in front of many onlookers. McStudly Weaselmeister. You owe him in another dimension. | ||||
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| OK. Interpret this dream. I was at a boxing or wrestling match, and occasionally a wild long-haired weasel-type creature would run around the ring, and someone would have to scoop it up and try to cram it into a kennel cab near the ring. The weasels were very wigglesome and difficult to manage, biting and scratching. About the 4th or 5th weasel, my brother walks in and grabs the weasel by the tail and nose, and it is immobilized, and he deftly inserts it into a little cage. The crowd is amazed. Weaselmeister! How strange is this? | ||||
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| Tuesday, October 28, 2003 |
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| http://www.peteralsop.com/ | ||||
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| mmmmm...yep. we're expensive and our service is person centered so all we say is - mmmhm yes ... that is very in.ter.est.ingk... | ||||
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| Monday, October 27, 2003 |
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| Having serious motivational issues. Need to make a lot of jewelry, but need to clean like a fiend. When we arrived home, the Suburban was about neck-deep in goodies from Ikea, and now the loft looks like a jumbled mess of packages and as if about 40 full suitcases exploded like popcorn. Add to this [ohmygawd - just had a long-arsed phone call from an annoying person. I really hate the passive-aggressive aspects of caller i.d., but calls like that sorely tempt me to get it so I can avoid certain people when I am involved in other stuff. AND this was one of our shorter calls - only 41 minutes. --one of those people who has done EVERYTHING you ever have done, only bigger, better faster. About as interesting as listening to someone read the telephone directory aloud.] OK. lost my thread, don't know where I was other than the general angst of having a home that looks like a tornado and earthquake hit simultaneously. *cue sound of me lighting a match under my bum* OK. next time I come here, I WILL have accomplished something in me casa. Are y'all gonna start billing me for therapy after entries like this one? | ||||
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| moved my site | ||||
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| hehe- i once did that to an abandoned desk at Pratt & Whitney and stunk up the hallway. Sorry, phlegm - I pity your snoz. | ||||
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| Friday, October 24, 2003 |
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| Ewwwwww. Got into my pickup truck today. I was in a mad rush to get all my ducks in a row before we left on the trip, and I several times resorted to fast food those last few days. Several hours onto the road (and too late to change things) Bryan razzed me that my truck would reek of french fries when we returned. Oh, if only that were the case. I hopped into old Jezebel this morning to run errands, and she smelled as though a truckload of befouled gym socks had an unholy union with a crate of pungent cheeses of the world. I dug amongst the fast food detritus and found the leavings of dessicated fried chicken carcass among the ruins. Two weeks a-mouldering away in the closed cab of a truck in the Texas heat. Will it ever smell good again? | ||||
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| Sleep well. | ||||
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| Lo, and verily I say unto thee: There was much hauling of the asses, and we home again jiggity-jig. Awoke in Albuquerque this a.m. and my posterior is now snugly ensconced in my own computer chair. I worked overtime to spread my hillbilly charm to all and sundry, but gloriously happy to be home again. From our be-moustachioed B&B hostess Jane (she of the stale cigarette spittle-flying sibilant diction) to hijinks meeting the new in-law, I have much to disgorge over the next few, and shall do so, but for now: to bed. Oh, and I should be played by the love child of Drew Barrymore and Eddie Izzard, oui? | ||||
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| Wednesday, October 22, 2003 |
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| man - poor darwin fish. poor car. sorry sorry. | ||||
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| Tuesday, October 21, 2003 |
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| someone stole my darwin fish AGAIN. this time they punched my car and left a dent in it. how very christian of them. | ||||
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| poor chowda. i heart chowda. | ||||
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| Monday, October 20, 2003 |
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| and...my chowder went kablooie | ||||
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dunno - am rethinking. how's the weather out there? |
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| Sunday, October 19, 2003 |
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| Dispatch: SanFranKinko's. Much to tell. Yesh. Yesh. Having blast. Wish you were here, etc. Gorgeous romp in wine country. Wedding survived by all. See y'all at home within a week. Or so. *big wet sloppy smooch-a-roonies* | ||||
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| Friday, October 17, 2003 |
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| All of you AOL-ers out there vote for my cousin's photo in the AOL Picture of the week. Her name is Miranda Pederson, photo number 8 the caption says Three Amish work to get a soda out of a Machine... Woot! Go Miranda. You can find it in AOL Visions: Week 40. | ||||
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| Who would you be Melissa? | ||||
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I do not know who would play me. Humph. I did however, come up with a costume idea for Halloween. The Bride of Lichtenstein. I am going to have a bubble coming from my head saying something like "Oh no dinner party for twelve and only salad cream in the fridge." What do you all think? I am trying to figure out how I am going to make the pixels. I am going to outline my lips and eyes in black. Oh I am soooo excited. Can Margaret Cho play me in a movie? I want Margaret Cho. |
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| Thursday, October 16, 2003 |
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| hex | ||||
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| Wednesday, October 15, 2003 |
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| Hehe...I happen to think Russell Crowe would be a fine choice. Russell Crowe kicks much bohiney. And I can see him clarinet-ing now. | ||||
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| Tuesday, October 14, 2003 |
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| Who would you choose to play yourself in the movies? | ||||
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| russell crowe | ||||
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| halloooooo!!! how be the goings on? | ||||
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| Monday, October 13, 2003 |
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| me and your echo. | ||||
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| This blog is sure going to be lonely with both Melissa and Plegmlett gone. Heloo-oo-ooo Anybody out there? | ||||
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| Saturday, October 11, 2003 |
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| Calleefawneeya heah we caaammm! | ||||
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| Friday, October 10, 2003 |
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| Yeah, that band, Junior Senior is opening for Electric Six at Gypsy Tea Room on Oct 22, and to my eternal dismay, I'm going to miss it. Maybe we can make the Houston show on Oct 24 or something. *whimper* Electric Six video Dance Commander is almost as good as the Gay Bar video, both the Viking Kittens version and the Abe Lincoln live action joint. Obsessed, as ever. | ||||
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| Everybody: Move your feet and feel united! This is the theme music for trip to Callifornya(austrian accent here). This and the new Seal music and Finley Quaye's cd which came out on me birfday. WOOHOO. Boogie down, peoples! We decided to leave tomorry morning at dawn-ish. Extra day to wash me smalls and pack properly. Ugh. Packing. | ||||
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| Thursday, October 09, 2003 |
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| I hate those crappity crap! events. They make you nervous and you end up making mistakes you wouldn't ordinarily make. Weeny cops. Followin' you around - being - weenies. Mmhm. | ||||
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It's Bead&Button. I was spacey yestiddy. In May I sent a .jpg of a particularly good (I thought) necklace to the editor for consideration in the "your work" section of the magazine, and they said they would review the image. Then in August they wrote and asked me to send the necklace to them for review, and when it arrived they told me they would get back to me within 60 days. Yesterday the necklace came back in a package with a letter and a contract for publishing. They will only use it if it hasn't been submitted for publication elsewhere, etc. I retain ownership of the piece, design, etc., but they reserve the right to publish their images of the necklace at any time in future publications, be they written, televised or electronic media. I am sure that sort of thing must be standard issue contract stuff. The great thing for me is the exposure and getting my name out there in the bead community. I also teach the bead needle-weaving technique I used for the necklace, and it will be a great little advert for me in bead shops if I can stick up the image of my published work. blah blah blah. It's always me me me, isn't it? but wait--i'm not done yet! I had a fabulous birthday. Thank you Ann and Barbara for a wonderful time. I can't believe I stayed until closing time with you youngsters. I had a bit of a fright on the way home. I was turning left onto Cooper from Division, and I had the green arrow. I drove cautiously at a modest rate of speed, considering the wet pavement. Suddenly, a police car turned on his siren & lights right behind me and ran through his red light. I didn't panic, but it wasn't a good feeling. He drove behind me for a few seconds and I just kept going, but inside I was thinking "crappity crap!" That would so suck to be pulled over and possibly arrested after my husband acted like such an old biddy about me going out on my birthday. Anyway, he turned on his lights and siren again and went around me - I think he was on his way to an accident or something, but it certainly got my attention. I'm taking that as a universal caution, even though I wasn't drunk. Yes, if you have to get old, it helps to have perfect birthdays along the way. You are too kind and generous to me, Annlet. Love ya, babe! |
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| That's cool about Bead&Button. How'd you do that? Oh wait - is it Bead&utton for real or is that a typo. Anyhoo - that's very cool. Indeed it is triple-y cool. | ||||
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| Oh man - Happy Belated, Phlegm! Sorry I was a self-involved dork yesterday. It ebbs and flows. | ||||
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| Wednesday, October 08, 2003 |
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| wow - nifty birthday news - Bead&utton has scheduled my necklace for publication in June 2004 issue. Yippee! | ||||
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| why are you resentful today melling? | ||||
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| AWWwwww, you remembered! I'm touched. :o) Fanksh! See ya tonight for drinkie-poos. Sorry about your ear Mel - ear pain can be the worst, in my opinion. | ||||
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| My ear hurts. | ||||
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| Tuesday, October 07, 2003 |
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| Yes it could. It could sustain me. I have a grandmother. Yes I do. | ||||
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Hmm, so I guess it's cold, but it's a dry cold? *G* It's a mercy that the California election (please, God???) will be over within 24 hours, if not the controversy. Funny, I'm not even there yet and I'm already sick of the whining and moaning. Did I mention the reason we are going there is for my bro-in-law's wedding? Slap me if I start repeating myself here. Glad ya liked the granny bit, Mel - but could I sustain your rapt attention through an entire novel on that subject? When I vent my spleen on that score, there is sure to be volumes' worth to sift through. Granny is a toxic person and I nearly got pulled down that negative vortex myself, ŕ la Marshall Will & Holly on a routine expedition. Life's too short for that mess. |
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| Monday, October 06, 2003 |
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Well - the air here is really amazingly dry. Really. Amazingly. Mmhm - I kid you not.
Enjoyed the bit about Granny Bile. More more - for the love of god - more. |
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| Oh, and you will tell us what it is like to experience a true Autumn, won't you Mel? It's been mercifully cooler here, but still warm and hot, even. | ||||
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| Wow. I am so proud of myself. I bought a labeler and I have been at work for several hours organizing bead stuff. I'm close to seeing the surface of my coffee table, which has been obscured by creative flux for lo these many months. (Ann and Barbara can verify this!) I have found about 8 containers of dental floss on my worktable. No lie. And I don't even use dental floss in jewelry making. I have managed to keep the dining table and kitchen area free of beads and jewelry in recent times, though, and that in itself is progress. Hopefully this organizing jag is part of a new trend. We are leaving for California on Friday morning, and we began planning our route on Sunday night. Of course, there may be some variation according to weather at the last minute, but in the main our plans are sorted. We can't wait to see the Salt Flats. I remember seeing them when I was 6, and people were out riding dune buggy type thingies. I remember the how piercing the sunlight was reflected up from the ground, and how sere it was there. Desolations a la Donner party. | ||||
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| Saturday, October 04, 2003 |
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| uh oh. | ||||
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| If I go over-long on my personal blog, is that rude? Would it be the equivalent of dumping the entire buffet table into my own personal trough? | ||||
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| Friday, October 03, 2003 |
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yes chops. I guess I should have said I waited on in a Restaurant I once worked at. tee hee... |
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| ok - i waited - but now i must: carve some chops? | ||||
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| those are some neat-o mushrooms meling. I am so ready to carve some chops. I know that in Japan your chop is your signature, I am wondering if I could use a chop for my signature in the US. I have waited on blind people in the past who have used a stamp to sign a credit card receipt. Hmmmm...lets chop soon. | ||||
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| Thursday, October 02, 2003 |
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Liberal
Liberals…
Are wary of American arrogance and hypocrisy |
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| I like the mushrooms too - but they're not mine - I swiped them. | ||||
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| Hey ann - let's carve ourselves some chops, speaking of siggies... | ||||
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| on the sig subject - I refuse to digitize my signature at Home Depot & Container Store, etc. No doubt they think I am a colossal pain, but I make them print out a tape for me to sign. It'd be interesting to know if the digitized bit ever rejects a wack signature. | ||||
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