Sunday, December 31, 2006
Saturday, December 30, 2006
Friday, December 29, 2006
NBC news reports Saddam Hussein has been executed. Can we go home now?
FAUX agrees
...and now so does CNN
FAUX agrees
...and now so does CNN
Friday Photo-Blogging
Yay! And this is so not /Chandler Bing> a lame way to get out of posting a real entry. These were taken around Christmas, around Raleigh. And yes I carried my camera around with me a lot. If you really think about it, everything is a photo-op.
Be safe, and have a great New Year!
Yay! And this is so not /Chandler Bing> a lame way to get out of posting a real entry. These were taken around Christmas, around Raleigh. And yes I carried my camera around with me a lot. If you really think about it, everything is a photo-op.
Be safe, and have a great New Year!
Thursday, December 28, 2006
If I should sleep before I wake…
You know the best parts about having several days off in row? The whole bed time? I don’t need no stinkin’ bed time! I can stay up as late as I want! part, followed up quickly by the I can sleep until I wake up! I don’t need no stinkin’ alarm to get me up! part!
I did that the whole time off. If I didn’t get around to putting that DVD in until 10:30pm, then so be it! I could watch that movie until midnight and then go read my book until 1:30 and it was all right. I could do that. Stay up really late and then sleep in. Heaven.
Then out of nowhere it was Tuesday night and all of sudden I had to think about going back to work. Bummer. Work starts awfully early in the morning and I had changed my definition of “getting up early” from “sixish” to “eightish”. It really didn’t take long at all. I said to myself the evening of Christmas Day, “Hmmm. We’re going shopping; I should really set an alarm. I really should think about getting up early, I want to be serious about this; I think eight is early”. My people are not “door buster" people. We do not shop at six in the morning. We may not get the best of the picked over post-Christmas goodies but we do get to sleep past four in the morning. It’s a trade off we are willing to make. It’s simple really. On one hand you have the chance to bag 65 percent off pink, lime green and fuchsia hoodies in sizes 2, 4, 18, 20 and on the other hand you have sleeping past dawn and the same hoodies in sizes 2 and 18. Really, does anyone really need a size 4 fuchsia hoodie? What is the better value over all? Sleeping in or getting your hands on the last size 4 pink hoodie? If you have to ask, you should get whatever hoodie best matches the bags under your eyes. You deserve each other.
The day after Thanksgiving is an entirely different story. Did you know that the stores don’t re-order Christmas stuff? If you don’t grab that dancing Santa two weeks before Halloween, it is not going to be there the next time you are Don’t wait until actual December to get your Christmas decorations because by two or three days before Christmas, all that shite is in the 50 percent off bin and the rest of the store is all about Valentines Day.
Anyway.
Tuesday night I try to get back into my routine. I’m tired, I’m ready for bed, there is nothing I need to watch on TV, I’m going to … read the magazines I got in the mail. Fine. I can speed read. It’s not like Entertainment Weekly is really going to cause strain and then it was only like twenty after 10 and I really can’t go to sleep that early. So I read my Texas Monthly and its Bum Steer award time!. Okay, so its’ twenty after eleven. I turn off the light and go to sleep.
Or not.
I’m waiting.
And my leg hurts.
And sleeping in such away as to not pain my leg is pulling my hair.
Aaarrrgggh.
Did I mention that The Kitty is awake too?
Kitty is awake at 1:10am and 1:45 am and 2:20am and 4:00am
And that damn Kitty is smart too. I finally get up and go to put him in his crate. Kitty disappears down a rabbit hole and I can’t find him. He knows! He knows if I catch him he’s going into his crate! He has a brain the size of a walnut and he still manages to learn! he knows if I really want to find him I have to weight how much I want to make him stop verses how much I really, really want to be in bed. I have to decided how awake I want to be at a given time, is it worth it to find him or should I just go back to “sleep”. 3:15 am and he’s still awake. We have so much in common.
Santa brought me my airblown snowglobe!!!!!!
You know the best parts about having several days off in row? The whole bed time? I don’t need no stinkin’ bed time! I can stay up as late as I want! part, followed up quickly by the I can sleep until I wake up! I don’t need no stinkin’ alarm to get me up! part!
I did that the whole time off. If I didn’t get around to putting that DVD in until 10:30pm, then so be it! I could watch that movie until midnight and then go read my book until 1:30 and it was all right. I could do that. Stay up really late and then sleep in. Heaven.
Then out of nowhere it was Tuesday night and all of sudden I had to think about going back to work. Bummer. Work starts awfully early in the morning and I had changed my definition of “getting up early” from “sixish” to “eightish”. It really didn’t take long at all. I said to myself the evening of Christmas Day, “Hmmm. We’re going shopping; I should really set an alarm. I really should think about getting up early, I want to be serious about this; I think eight is early”. My people are not “door buster" people. We do not shop at six in the morning. We may not get the best of the picked over post-Christmas goodies but we do get to sleep past four in the morning. It’s a trade off we are willing to make. It’s simple really. On one hand you have the chance to bag 65 percent off pink, lime green and fuchsia hoodies in sizes 2, 4, 18, 20 and on the other hand you have sleeping past dawn and the same hoodies in sizes 2 and 18. Really, does anyone really need a size 4 fuchsia hoodie? What is the better value over all? Sleeping in or getting your hands on the last size 4 pink hoodie? If you have to ask, you should get whatever hoodie best matches the bags under your eyes. You deserve each other.
The day after Thanksgiving is an entirely different story. Did you know that the stores don’t re-order Christmas stuff? If you don’t grab that dancing Santa two weeks before Halloween, it is not going to be there the next time you are Don’t wait until actual December to get your Christmas decorations because by two or three days before Christmas, all that shite is in the 50 percent off bin and the rest of the store is all about Valentines Day.
Anyway.
Tuesday night I try to get back into my routine. I’m tired, I’m ready for bed, there is nothing I need to watch on TV, I’m going to … read the magazines I got in the mail. Fine. I can speed read. It’s not like Entertainment Weekly is really going to cause strain and then it was only like twenty after 10 and I really can’t go to sleep that early. So I read my Texas Monthly and its Bum Steer award time!. Okay, so its’ twenty after eleven. I turn off the light and go to sleep.
Or not.
I’m waiting.
And my leg hurts.
And sleeping in such away as to not pain my leg is pulling my hair.
Aaarrrgggh.
Did I mention that The Kitty is awake too?
Kitty is awake at 1:10am and 1:45 am and 2:20am and 4:00am
And that damn Kitty is smart too. I finally get up and go to put him in his crate. Kitty disappears down a rabbit hole and I can’t find him. He knows! He knows if I catch him he’s going into his crate! He has a brain the size of a walnut and he still manages to learn! he knows if I really want to find him I have to weight how much I want to make him stop verses how much I really, really want to be in bed. I have to decided how awake I want to be at a given time, is it worth it to find him or should I just go back to “sleep”. 3:15 am and he’s still awake. We have so much in common.
Santa brought me my airblown snowglobe!!!!!!
Wednesday, December 27, 2006
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Friday, December 22, 2006
Santa Claus Is Coming To...
...Land his sleigh on the next radio station that plays the same eight carols twelve times a day. If they must play the same damn songs over and over you could at least mix it up a bit. For Instance.
At-ten-de ad te, no-li fle-re
no-li plo-ra-re, aus-cul-ta me;
Santa Claus ve-nit ad ur-bem.
Ta-bu-lam fa-cit
In-spi-cit-que bis;
Sci-tu-rus quis sit
Ma-lus et bo-nus.
Santa Claus ve-nit ad ur-bem.
Te vi-det dor-mi-en-tem,
No-vit vi-gi-lan-tem,
No-vit a-gen-tem-ben(e) et non;
I-gi-tur ne ma-lus sis!
Er-g(o)
At-ten-de ad te, no-li fle-re
No-li plo-ra-re, aus-cul-ta me,
Santa Claus ve-nit ad ur-bem.
That is the way for Santa To Come To Town. And if you're going to flog Rudolf, try it like this:
Ru-dol-phus tur-pis re-no
Cla-rum nasum habuit;
Et si illum vidisti;
Tu dixisti ardarsit;
Omnis allius reno
Diu ridebat nomine;
Rudolphum numquam sinebat
Remo ludo ludere.
Tum nubilis dies Christi
Santus venti dix (it),
"Rudolphe naso claro, duces hoc nocte carro."
Tum reno hunc amavit
Laeti clauserant omnes,
"Rudolphe, turpis reno, in tabulis referes.
Much Better. And while you're doing the Latin right Way, take those Merry Gentleman to school.
O viri, este hilares et bono animo,
Salvator Christus est hoc tempore festo,
Ut nos errantes liveret summo periculo,
O rem unam laetissimam, Laetisssimam
O rem unam laetissimam!
De Caelo Pater misit, in terram angelum
Qui quosdam ad postores afferret nuntium!
In Bethleham natum esse ipsius Filium
O rem etc.
Jangle Those Bells
Tinnitus, tinnitus,
Semper tinnitus.
O tautum et gaudium
Dum vemimur in traha! Ha!
repeat
All these were lifted bodily from The Latin Song Book (or the were back in 2003 when this was first posted, the site is no longer with us)
Christmas songs I'm nottired of:
Merry Christmas from the family
Mom got drunk and Dad got drunk
At our Christmas party
We were drinkin' champagne punch
And homemade eggnog
Little sister brought her new boyfriend
He was a Mexican
We didn't know what to think of him
'Til he sang Feliz Navidad
Feliz Navidad
Brother Ken brought his kids with him
The three from his first wife Lynn
And the two identical twins
From his second wife MaryNell
Of course he brought his new wife Kaye
Who talks all about AA
Chain smokin' while the stereo plays
Noel, Noel, The first Noel
Carve the turkey turn the ball game on
Mix margaritas when the eggnog's gone
Send somebody to the Quik-Pak store
We need some ice and an extension cord
A can of bean dip and some Diet Rite
A box of tampons and some Marlboro Lights
Hallelujah everybody say cheese
Merry Christmas from the family
Fran and Rita drove from Harlingen
I can't remember how I'm kin to them
But when they tried to plug their motorhome in
They blew our Christmas lights
Cousin David knew just what went wrong
So we all waited on our front lawn
He threw the breaker and the lights came on
And we sang Silent Night
Oh Silent Night
Carve the turkey turn the ball game on
Mix margaritas when the eggnog's gone
Send somebody to the Quik-Pak store
We need some ice and an extension cord
A can of bean dip and some Diet Rite
A box of tampons and some Marlboro Lights
Hallelujah everybody say cheese
Merry Christmas from the family
Carve the turkey turn the ballgame on
Make Bloody Marys cause we all want one
Send somebody to the Stop 'n Go
We need some celery and a can of fake snow
A bag of lemons and some Dite Sprite
A box of tampons and some Salem Lights
Hallelujah everybody say cheese
Merry Christmas from the family
And just for old times sake,
Adeste Fideles, Laeti triumphantes,
Venite, venite ad Bethlehem.
Natum videte, Regem Angelorum.
Venite adoremus, Venite adoremus
Venite adoremus Dominum.
Cantet nunc Io! Chorus Angelorum,
Cantet nunc aula Caelestium.
Gloria, gloria, in excelsis Deo.
Venite etc.
Ergo qui natus, Deo hodierno,
Iesu, tibi sit gloria.
Patris Aeterni, verbum caro factum
Venite etc
And with that I wish you and yours a wonderful holiday. I’ll be back after Christmas! Be safe.
...Land his sleigh on the next radio station that plays the same eight carols twelve times a day. If they must play the same damn songs over and over you could at least mix it up a bit. For Instance.
At-ten-de ad te, no-li fle-re
no-li plo-ra-re, aus-cul-ta me;
Santa Claus ve-nit ad ur-bem.
Ta-bu-lam fa-cit
In-spi-cit-que bis;
Sci-tu-rus quis sit
Ma-lus et bo-nus.
Santa Claus ve-nit ad ur-bem.
Te vi-det dor-mi-en-tem,
No-vit vi-gi-lan-tem,
No-vit a-gen-tem-ben(e) et non;
I-gi-tur ne ma-lus sis!
Er-g(o)
At-ten-de ad te, no-li fle-re
No-li plo-ra-re, aus-cul-ta me,
Santa Claus ve-nit ad ur-bem.
That is the way for Santa To Come To Town. And if you're going to flog Rudolf, try it like this:
Ru-dol-phus tur-pis re-no
Cla-rum nasum habuit;
Et si illum vidisti;
Tu dixisti ardarsit;
Omnis allius reno
Diu ridebat nomine;
Rudolphum numquam sinebat
Remo ludo ludere.
Tum nubilis dies Christi
Santus venti dix (it),
"Rudolphe naso claro, duces hoc nocte carro."
Tum reno hunc amavit
Laeti clauserant omnes,
"Rudolphe, turpis reno, in tabulis referes.
Much Better. And while you're doing the Latin right Way, take those Merry Gentleman to school.
O viri, este hilares et bono animo,
Salvator Christus est hoc tempore festo,
Ut nos errantes liveret summo periculo,
O rem unam laetissimam, Laetisssimam
O rem unam laetissimam!
De Caelo Pater misit, in terram angelum
Qui quosdam ad postores afferret nuntium!
In Bethleham natum esse ipsius Filium
O rem etc.
Jangle Those Bells
Tinnitus, tinnitus,
Semper tinnitus.
O tautum et gaudium
Dum vemimur in traha! Ha!
repeat
All these were lifted bodily from The Latin Song Book (or the were back in 2003 when this was first posted, the site is no longer with us)
Christmas songs I'm nottired of:
Merry Christmas from the family
Mom got drunk and Dad got drunk
At our Christmas party
We were drinkin' champagne punch
And homemade eggnog
Little sister brought her new boyfriend
He was a Mexican
We didn't know what to think of him
'Til he sang Feliz Navidad
Feliz Navidad
Brother Ken brought his kids with him
The three from his first wife Lynn
And the two identical twins
From his second wife MaryNell
Of course he brought his new wife Kaye
Who talks all about AA
Chain smokin' while the stereo plays
Noel, Noel, The first Noel
Carve the turkey turn the ball game on
Mix margaritas when the eggnog's gone
Send somebody to the Quik-Pak store
We need some ice and an extension cord
A can of bean dip and some Diet Rite
A box of tampons and some Marlboro Lights
Hallelujah everybody say cheese
Merry Christmas from the family
Fran and Rita drove from Harlingen
I can't remember how I'm kin to them
But when they tried to plug their motorhome in
They blew our Christmas lights
Cousin David knew just what went wrong
So we all waited on our front lawn
He threw the breaker and the lights came on
And we sang Silent Night
Oh Silent Night
Carve the turkey turn the ball game on
Mix margaritas when the eggnog's gone
Send somebody to the Quik-Pak store
We need some ice and an extension cord
A can of bean dip and some Diet Rite
A box of tampons and some Marlboro Lights
Hallelujah everybody say cheese
Merry Christmas from the family
Carve the turkey turn the ballgame on
Make Bloody Marys cause we all want one
Send somebody to the Stop 'n Go
We need some celery and a can of fake snow
A bag of lemons and some Dite Sprite
A box of tampons and some Salem Lights
Hallelujah everybody say cheese
Merry Christmas from the family
And just for old times sake,
Adeste Fideles, Laeti triumphantes,
Venite, venite ad Bethlehem.
Natum videte, Regem Angelorum.
Venite adoremus, Venite adoremus
Venite adoremus Dominum.
Cantet nunc Io! Chorus Angelorum,
Cantet nunc aula Caelestium.
Gloria, gloria, in excelsis Deo.
Venite etc.
Ergo qui natus, Deo hodierno,
Iesu, tibi sit gloria.
Patris Aeterni, verbum caro factum
Venite etc
And with that I wish you and yours a wonderful holiday. I’ll be back after Christmas! Be safe.
Thursday, December 21, 2006
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