Archive for January, 2009
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Friday, January 30th, 2009I was waiting on the bus a couple days ago . . . glancing up the street I saw the mural by Suzanne Sellers in the JP Morgan Chase Park and it gave me an idea.
I remembered my art history class from many years ago. For the class project, one of my classmates took [...]
my class clown . . .
Thursday, January 29th, 2009Any time, any place, any prop . . . if it produces a laugh . . . her job is done.
L
good bye mr. breeze . . .
Wednesday, January 28th, 2009Another from one of my all time favorite bands is gone. Billy Powell really grabbed my attention with his solo in Skynyrd’s Call Me the Breeze.
For me, that song was about him . . . whenever I would hear it, or whenever I saw them in concert, he would sound like, and look like, [...]
it took me ten years . . .
Wednesday, January 28th, 2009to learn most of the extension numbers . . . and then they totally revamped the phone system.
We went from three digit extensions to four digit extensions. What a pain in the rear. Quite frankly, I can’t even remember my own extension sometimes. I have to look at it whenever I page [...]
could it be possible . . .
Tuesday, January 27th, 2009that he was there all along, and like a fool . . . I never noticed?
L
simply smashing . . .
Monday, January 26th, 2009I LOVE SMASHING MAGAZINE!!! LOVE, LOVE, LOVE IT!!!
You must check it out if you’ve never run across it before. And if you dig it, you should definitely subscribe to their blog, because it’s very cool.
L
i’ve got flair . . .
Monday, January 26th, 2009I love flair!
That has to be my absolute favorite thing about Facebook. I was incredibly disappointed when they changed the format and took my flair off the first page of my profile. Buncha meanies!
But, luckily, I finally got a clue . . . and figured out that I could show off my cork [...]
jeesh . . .
Monday, January 26th, 2009I hope no spam comments get through my Akismet filter. I just deleted a rather vile specimen. What a bunch of jerks . . . those people who create programs to send such disgusting trash to unsuspecting Internet users.
Aaargh, makes me mad.
L
mother goose . . .
Monday, January 26th, 2009My dad bought me a Mother Goose book of nursery rhymes when I was a little girl. One of my favorites was One Misty Moisty Morning.
One misty moisty morning
when cloudy was the weather
I chanced to met a old man
clothed all in leather.
Clothed all in leather
with a cap beneath his chin.
How do you do?
And how [...]
utter sillyness . . .
Monday, January 26th, 2009I was adding some pictures to Photobucket and I came across this . . . it’s completely ridiculous . . . but it makes me laugh out loud.
The Dramatic Prairie Dog
And I LOVE that someone was silly enough to put it together.
L
