Just Another Day

As much as I love Cookie Puss.....I much prefer a chocolate cake with chocolate icing. Anything with massive quantities of chocolate will do.

Ok...let's see what has transpired on my birthday in years gone by:

Births:

1908: Eve Arden--good comedienne, love Grease
1923: Al Lewis--Grandpa Munster!
1926: Cloris Leachman--From the down years of The Facts of Life
1946: Bill Plympton--I love The Tune!
1956: Lars Von Trier--Damn you for never finishing The Kingdom
1959: Paul Gross--God, he was hot in Aspen Extreme
1973: Akon--Oh well, bound to be a turkey in the bunch
plus many others

Deaths:

1900: Casey Jones--Choo Choo!
1945: Adolf Hitler--That's right, my birthday killed him.
1989: Sergio Leone--Hmm...need to see more of his films.
2007: Tom Poston--Aww...I loved Newhart.
plus many others I've never heard of

Events:

1812: Louisiana admitted to the U.S.--never been there
1939: World Fair Opens--FDR first president to appear on TV
1993: Birth of the World Wide Web
plus a bunch of observances I've never heard of.

All in all, not a shabby day to have been born!

2 days to another year closer to my death

35 isn't old, right?

20TH CENTURY FOX-----RELEASE THIS ON DVD IMMEDIATELY

T - 4

For some reason, this week has always filled with birthdays for my family and relatives. My father's birthday was today (hard to believe he's been gone for 4 1/2 years...where does the time go?), my cousin was the 28th, my niece is the 29th, I'm on the 30th, and my uncle is May 1st. Must be something about the end of July that makes people frisky.

The Countdown Continues

5 days left. Then I'll be 35. Do I look 35? I hope not.

The Countdown Begins

Ick.....already only 6 days left to my birthday. Another year older. Another year closer to losing my looks (such as they are). Another year closer to whatever else life has in store for me.

American Idiocy: Screwed by the Pooch Edition

Screwed by the Pooch

Here's a novel way to end one's political career. She doesn't even offer any proof as to the dog being "neglected" by the original owners. And it was on the Today show? Alice, Texas? I don't even know where in the state that is. Today must be hard up for news stories if they have to dig that far down. I hear there may be some rumblings about an incident with a ferret in Lebo, Montana. Perhaps that will merit national news time.

R.I.P. Buddy

I was on Facebook the other night and got into one of those 'search on every name I know' jags, seeing who had a profile and who didn't. I got to searching on some students I once taught to see how they were doing and to my utter shock, one name came up with a memorial page.

I'm not going to go into his name or his picture, but he was one of my favorite students ever. Even though we were 15 years apart in age, he was still loads of fun to talk to at school. He was a bit of a computer wiz, creating his own websites and his own text game. I remember he even hacked into the school computers once to retrieve some internal memo he wanted to see. Even after I left the district for another job, we would periodically keep in touch online or over the phone to see how the other was doing. I saw big things for him in the future and am just devastated that his life is cut short at 19.

I don't know all the details, it sounds like it was some freak medical thing; I just hope he went quietly and peacefully and is able to keep up his love of computers whereever he is. Hopefully someday I'll be able to say hi to him again.

What could it be?

I posted this earlier today for Puntabulous' Teach Me Something Tuesdays. Naturally, Craig, being the intelligent webmaster he is, had no problem solving it. (Hi, Craig!) So I thought I'd post it over here for those random people who find their way to my site and are looking for a small brain teaser.

The Question is:

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The answer is: ?

Reaper Returns!

Yay for writer's strike end! One my new favorite shows from this season comes back with new episdoes tonight. The previous episodes ended on a good note, so the writers have had plenty of time to make the new episodes even better. And who doesn't love Bret Harrison? I could spend oodles of time watching him watch paint dry. Renew this show, CW!

Give me your Comet, your Clorox

I recently visited the Statue of Liberty (how touristy!) with some out-of-town friends. Getting an up close look at the statue again gave me two thoughts.

1. She's tiny. Really, Lady Liberty is a lot smaller than I had remembered.

2. Besides the tired and poor, Lady Liberty has been taking in a lot of dust particles. She's filthy. The picture above shows the better half of her as the other half is all dirt-caked. Somebody needs another cleaning stat. Plus, it should be simple as no one is allowed into the statue herself anymore.

What the Fuck?

So I went outside to collect my mail this afternoon and was greeted by this sight about 2 feet in front of my mailbox. This can only be what might be politely described as the partial remains of a squirrel. Seriously though, what the hell happened to it? It wasn't run over, no car can do that; nor do I live in an area overrun by vicious animals. It looks like someone or something had a massive vendetta against it. Whatever happened, it had to be about as ugly a way to go as can be imagined. Ick.