JEEBUS FRIES!

I just received a message in my junk folder from "Microsot" saying that my email ID was chosen for something. I deleted it, of course, but I couldn't help envisioning Microsot as a tiny drunkard.

Yaaaar, happy Talk Like a Pirate Day! May yer weekend be filled with booty an' not wi' scurvy!

YARR.

I...just...

There are no words.

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These people are RUINING their child. Hell, probably have already ruined her beyond repair. I don't feel sorry for them, because they've done it to themselves. But I feel sorry for their daughters. Both of them.

Un-frickin-believable.

Also, designer pacifiers? REALLY? They're just gonna get covered in baby spit! What the hell's the point??

This link was sent to me by my boss.

Some of these are pretty creepy, all right.

Be sure to enlarge and read the copy on the Lysol ad. Your husband loves you so it's your fault your marriage is suffering...if only you'd doused your womanly areas with clean-smelling, non-caustic concentrated Lysol! Silly woman. Now go make me a sandwich.

OMGWTF THUNDERSTORM.

Got to leave work a little early because we were having brownouts. Summer is looking a little wild-eyed. This is her first thunderstorm.

A tornado touched down about an hour south of me.

The traffic lights on the highway through town are out.

When I got home, there were a couple big tree limbs lying across the sidewalk; my neighbor said that one almost hit her boyfriend when he got home.

Fun times! I'm just hoping I'll be able to attend my seminar tonight without my electricity going out!

I hope all of you are keeping safe, warm, and dry!

I picked up Chaz today in Sherwood and we went to see a movie...I haven't seen a movie in the theater for months.

He'd already seen Star Trek, but said he wouldn't mind watching it again, so that's what we did.

I loved it! I was never a huge Trekkie or anything, but I loved it. I would definitely watch it again. And, to my lady friends who seem to be commenting on this a lot, yes. I did think Spock was cute.

I mentioned that to Charles and he kind of rolled his eyes and said, "Yeah, Sofia said something about him having 'luscious lips,' whatever that means. I didn't notice."

Tomorrow, the beach!

Musicians from all over the world + digital technology = Neato! :)

Love ya!

1. Reply to this post and I'll assign you a letter.
2. List (and upload, if you feel like it) 5 songs that start with that letter. (Or find links on youtube like I did >.> )
3. Post them to your journal with these instructions.

Rainy gave me the letter C. Sorry it's taken me so long, Rainy!

1. Carry On, Wayward Son - Kansas


2. Cell Block Tango - Chicago


3. Crazy Maze - Des'ree


4. Congratulations - Blue October


5. Crystal - Stevie Nicks

I dreamt last night that I was watching the movie Xanadu. This might not be so unusual except I've never seen Xanadu and had no idea what it was about, and, after reading the blurb on imdb, it's not the movie I watched after all.

I know that's confusing, but bear with me.

All I'd heard about Xanadu was "It was made a long time ago and it has something to do with roller skates." My brain translated that into "It was made in the 60s and involves teenagers and zombies." Okay, then.

At the start of my dream, I was going to watch the movie, but as soon as it started, I was actually IN the movie and it wasn't a movie any more but reality. There were a bunch of teenagers in a huge abandoned house (or rather, a bunch of 20-somethings playing teenagers) and we were having a party.

Somehow, we all split off into smaller groups of 2 or 3 and I wandered off my myself (NEVER DO THAT IN A HORROR MOVIE). People started being found broken in half and stuffed in chests. The house was quiet. I came across a girl with long brown hair who introduced herself as Megan. We started chatting and became friendly. At one point, we were in the bathroom, talking and fixing our hair in the mirror. We'd left the bathroom door open.

One of the other houseguests, a girl, suddenly danced into view across the room outside the bathroom door. I say "danced," but it was really a gruesome parody of a dance; she looked like a huge puppet. Her arms were up and her legs were flailing, her head was lolling back on her neck. There was no music.

I stared at her, disconcerted, and Megan turned around and looked at her too. The dancing girl started coming closer, and Megan turned back to look in the mirror. She screamed.

Reflected in the mirror, the girl wasn't a girl, but a woman in her 40s. Her eyes were milky and she was staring at us. Megan whispered, "Mom?"

Megan had explained to me that her mom had died a couple weeks before. She spun around and asked the dancing girl, "Who are you?"

The girl stepped into the shower and turned on the water. It beat down upon her hair and face and she said, "Megan dear, I'm your mommy! See how young..." she tossed her hair "...and beautiful I am now?"

"You're not my mom!" Megan exclaimed. I don't know where I was for all this...presumably huddled under the counter in a fetal position.

"Of course I am. In the hospital, I drank her blood. Now we think with the same brain!"

At this point in the dream, I said, "THIS MOVIE IS RIDICULOUS."

Megan tried to leave the bathroom, but there were two zombies in suits in the room. They were on the other side of the room and didn't seem to be moving very fast. Truth be told, I was more freaked out about the dancing girl, even if I thought her claim of being able to share a brain after drinking someone's blood was bogus.

About that time, I had to pee, so I woke up. I was a little disappointed that there weren't any rollerskates in my dream.

Hullo, friends.

Just wanted to say I just finished watching the series premiere of Krod Mandoon and the Flaming Sword of Fire on Comedy Central. I wasn't sure how I would like it but it's actually pretty darn funny and I'll probably try to keep watching it.

It's definitely cheesy and slapstick, but quite amusing. Fun stuff!