Monthly Archives: May 2007

I never said I was stable

[warning: moodiness] I write a blog, two blogs, actually. I read a few, too. At first, it is fun to read other blogs. Then, I get depressed. It’s as if there are infinite voices all talking at once with no one really listening at all. All those lists and links to each other. Click. Click. Click. Does anyone really care or is it the equivalent of handing out business cards in a crowd at ladies’ night? Thanks, real special. Call me (see: thumb to my ear, pinky finger to my mouth). Or worse, the equivalent of graffiti on holographic walls?

Sigh.

And so, we go on, talking out loud to ourselves. Are there other bloggers who feel this way? Or is there some party out there that I am not in on?

Sigh.

Is it a full moon?

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this is exactly why the general public should not be allowed to vote, drive, reproduce…

Another season, another what the f*%$@?? Two words: Melinda Doolittle. Two more words: American Idol. How do you explain that Melinda is not in the finals? America, as a whole, is not known for its refined taste? Maybe democracy is not such a good idea? Lowest common denominator in charge? Teenagers taken over? Voting fraud? Somehow Howard Stern (either one) is to blame, yes? Is there someone we can have fired? I just may not watch the finals. So there. Well, my Tivo will probably record it, but I am not going to watch it. Probably not. I don’t think.

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hump day, dump day…

Here’s my afternoon activity this Wednesday–

In thirty minutes:
-came home from the grocery store, unloaded groceries
-made a sandwich for me and Kid (hers, grilled cheese)
-had to move car that was just parked in driveway to make way for incoming delivery truck
-Kid had large, noisy poop experience (in potty, yay) accompanied by massive OVERusage of t.p.
-toilet now clogged, bathroom messy
-plunger lost and not found in garage, cabinets, kitchen
-unattended, remaining half of sandwich no longer remaining, as eaten by bad dog.

Do I win as queen of multi-tasking crap happening? ;-o

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shooting fish in a barrel

Our pushy dog has been loving her dad laid up in bed with a broken leg. It’s much easier to beg and steal food on an even playing field. When she stands on the bed, everything is “on the floor” and up for grabs in her mind. The other day, the dog watched as her master had a sandwich from a baggie on the bed. The bag sat a couple of inches out of reach from his hand. Dog, realizing this, snatched a corner of the bag and slowly pulled it across the comforter a little more out of dad’s way.

“Don’t you do it! Don’t you do it!” he shouted helplessly. Dog, understanding, upped the pace, sucked the sandwich out of the baggie and ate it while her master laid there, trapped, with his foot elevated and covered by multiple bags of ice.

Man’s best friend.

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nonpareil \non-puh-REL\

adjective:
1. Having no equal; peerless.
2. Something of unequaled excellence; a peerless thing or person.
3. A flat disk of chocolate covered with beads of colored sugar.

Nonpareil comes from Old French, from non, “not” + pareil, “equal,” from (assumed) Vulgar Latin pariculus, diminutive of Latin par, “equal.”

I had to add this word. I just love a word that has a legitimate meaning as an adjective, but also, hello, is a candy. It would be cool to add a candy definition to other words, like pesky (“Oh, you must try one of these peskies!”) or dulcet (“I just got this recipe for dulcets and they are to die for!”) or…..?

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