Sunday, March 27, 2005
Theres therapy in Blogging-its good to whine
While studying for a test, I came across this interesting bit of information about the Pennebaker Method (anybody heard of that?) and thought I'd share:
Well, evidently this professor, Dr James Pennebaker did some research at the Southern Methodist University and discovered that writing down one's most painful and intimate secrets, especially those involving past traumas, has the remarkable effects of relieving depression and boosting immune function.
Pennebaker discovering this healing power of writing when he himself became depressed. He spent a year writing about his life,personal struggles,disappointments, and losses, after which he realized he was no longer depressed. Astounded by the effect writing had on him, he decided to study the phenomenon in the lab. He sought help from two other doctors,Immunologists(they study the immune system/germs) These doctors wrote about their traumatic experiences too and found that they experienced a marked improvement in their immune function.
Pennebaker designed the study so that each person conformed to a specific writing regimen. Individuals had to write about a specific traumatic event in their lives, one that they had never talked about with other people or that contained details they had never divulged before. Rather than write in general terms about the traumatic event, each of these volunteers was to report in detail any negative feelings that the event had caused in him/her, including sadness,grief,anger,remorse or guilt. They were to do this writing four days in a row, and each session was to last at least twenty minutes.
Pennebaker found that the group that participated,whose immune cells were measured before and after the writing exercise, were found to have more immune systems cells
after the completion of the experiment and responded more aggressively to an immune-stimulating chemical. They experienced fewer visits to the doctor
There seems to be some power to the immune system from these "confessional writings" because of psychic and physical energy we release when opening up. Once these secrets are disclosed, even to a journal, the painful events are made conscious and the inhibition is released. The energy that was used by the body to maintain the inhibition is now circulating thru the body and mind in new ways.
THE PENNEBAKER METHOD:
GUIDELINES
1-Write for 20 minutes each day, for 4 consecutive days.
2-Write continuously about the most upsetting experience or trauma of your entire life
3-Dont worry abut grammer,spelling,or sentence structure
4-Write you deepest thougts, and emotions regarding the experience. Include all the details you remember and insights into the events
He has written a book entitled,"Opening up:The healing power of Confiding in Others.
Well, evidently this professor, Dr James Pennebaker did some research at the Southern Methodist University and discovered that writing down one's most painful and intimate secrets, especially those involving past traumas, has the remarkable effects of relieving depression and boosting immune function.
Pennebaker discovering this healing power of writing when he himself became depressed. He spent a year writing about his life,personal struggles,disappointments, and losses, after which he realized he was no longer depressed. Astounded by the effect writing had on him, he decided to study the phenomenon in the lab. He sought help from two other doctors,Immunologists(they study the immune system/germs) These doctors wrote about their traumatic experiences too and found that they experienced a marked improvement in their immune function.
Pennebaker designed the study so that each person conformed to a specific writing regimen. Individuals had to write about a specific traumatic event in their lives, one that they had never talked about with other people or that contained details they had never divulged before. Rather than write in general terms about the traumatic event, each of these volunteers was to report in detail any negative feelings that the event had caused in him/her, including sadness,grief,anger,remorse or guilt. They were to do this writing four days in a row, and each session was to last at least twenty minutes.
Pennebaker found that the group that participated,whose immune cells were measured before and after the writing exercise, were found to have more immune systems cells
after the completion of the experiment and responded more aggressively to an immune-stimulating chemical. They experienced fewer visits to the doctor
There seems to be some power to the immune system from these "confessional writings" because of psychic and physical energy we release when opening up. Once these secrets are disclosed, even to a journal, the painful events are made conscious and the inhibition is released. The energy that was used by the body to maintain the inhibition is now circulating thru the body and mind in new ways.
THE PENNEBAKER METHOD:
GUIDELINES
1-Write for 20 minutes each day, for 4 consecutive days.
2-Write continuously about the most upsetting experience or trauma of your entire life
3-Dont worry abut grammer,spelling,or sentence structure
4-Write you deepest thougts, and emotions regarding the experience. Include all the details you remember and insights into the events
He has written a book entitled,"Opening up:The healing power of Confiding in Others.
Saturday, March 26, 2005
I feel better-I bought stuff
I was feeling depressed, a little va-clempt, and shopping always helps so, I bought a car today. Honest,I really did. When I get depressed, I get depressed.
I was in the car dealer for, oh, 3 or 4 hours, I signed approximately 75 contracts-all different kinds for all different reasons, one for giving up my car to them on trade, one for buying extra features, one for buying a warranty, one for actually buying the car, I think there was one that stated I had to give the salesman pussy on each month that ends on a tuesday, and I think I signed one that states I would not eat fried chicken ever again. I signed them all anyway-anything to get me the hell out of their chamber of torture.
I think someone should make a movie about buying a car-starring Freddie Kruger
This was definitly deversion therapy.
I also bought a new cell phone, it was time for an upgrade from my old 1980's model-you know the kind that is the size of a toaster, I think Starsky and Hutch had one of these. I have replaced it with one that sings and dances like the WB Frog "hello my baby,hello my darlin,hello my ragtime gal" It washes dishes and offers to make my bath for me.
I love this new shit.
I was in the car dealer for, oh, 3 or 4 hours, I signed approximately 75 contracts-all different kinds for all different reasons, one for giving up my car to them on trade, one for buying extra features, one for buying a warranty, one for actually buying the car, I think there was one that stated I had to give the salesman pussy on each month that ends on a tuesday, and I think I signed one that states I would not eat fried chicken ever again. I signed them all anyway-anything to get me the hell out of their chamber of torture.
I think someone should make a movie about buying a car-starring Freddie Kruger
This was definitly deversion therapy.
I also bought a new cell phone, it was time for an upgrade from my old 1980's model-you know the kind that is the size of a toaster, I think Starsky and Hutch had one of these. I have replaced it with one that sings and dances like the WB Frog "hello my baby,hello my darlin,hello my ragtime gal" It washes dishes and offers to make my bath for me.
I love this new shit.
Wednesday, March 23, 2005
All About, Butt Thunder
I felt it was high time to discuss one of my favorite,misunderstood topics-the fart.
Actual stupid fart facts-you might need to know if you are ever a contestant on Who Wants to be a Millionaire or Jepoardy:
1-Farts are created mostly by E. coli.
2-On the average a fart is composed of about 59% nitrogen, 21% hydrogen, 9% carbon dioxide, 7% methane, and 4% oxygen. Less than 1% is what makes them stink.
3-The temperature of a fart at time of creation is 98.6 degrees Fahrenheit.
4-Farts have been clocked at a speed of 10 feet per second.
5-A person produces about half a liter of farts a day.
6-Although they won't admit it, women fart as much as men.
7-Termites are the largest producers of farts.
8-Farts are flammable.
9-The word "fart" comes from the Old English "feortan" (meaning "to break wind").
10-Excess gas in the intestinal is medically termed "flatulence."
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Gas Glossary
The Lethal Weapon IV Fart:
It's loud, it's fast, everything blows up, people get hurt, end of story.
The Titanic Fart:
This was a really huge fart you did when you were a kid, but your family just will not stop talking about it, reviving it, and reliving it, and telling the story to everyone you introduce them to. You begin to wonder if they're planning sell the movie rights, and you begin to fantasize about Leonardo Decrapio to playing your part as the young farter, and wondering what the theme song will sound like.
The TWA Flight 800 Fart:
There was a huge explosion. There was fire. There were many witnesses. There were casualties. There was an investigation. There was a recreation of the crime scene. But to this day, the source cannot be identified. You are smiling.
The Lord of the Dance Fart:
In an effort to mask the sound of an oncoming fart, and beging talking about the Lord of the Dance show you saw, stamping your feet as hard and furiously as you can on a wooden floor as the air escapes.
The Ebola Fart:
One person in the group farts, then others around him start farting as well, speading like a virus. Soon, everyone is farting.
The Year2K Problem Fart:
You were short on time at lunch, and instead of having some healthy food, you opted for a bad chili dog from the street vendor. You know a really foul fart is coming, and you're going to be in a closed-door meeting all afternoon. You know you should have thought ahead at lunchtime and could have avoided the problem, but it's only 1:30pm and you feel it looming inside you already. A major disaster awaits unless you act NOW.
The Viagra Fart:
After a nice, vibrating fart, you find yourself aroused.
The Got Milk? Fart:
You forgot to take your "Lact-Aid", had some milk with your cookies, and now your lactose-intolerant stomach is about to teach you a lesson you won't forget.
The El Nino Fart:
You thought it might be serious well in advance, and it was. This fart is relentless, coming in huge waves, causing massive flooding and much damage in its wake. You vow to be better prepared next time.
The Mile High Club Fart:
The only way to join this club is to break wind above 30,000 feet
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I found these little dittys and thought Id share-these are supposed to be a real stories
of an "embarrassing moment"
The WalMart Fart
My wife & I were in Walmart one day & I felt a big fart building and rumbling in my gut. I looked around... saw no one anywhere and I let it rip. It was loud and smelled so bad it would gag a maggot on a gut wagon.
My wife grabs my arm and pulls me a few aisles away and I ask her why she pulled me away. She has me turn around and look where we were standing & there on her knees by a clothing rack was this poor lady taking clothes out of a box & her face wasn't a fot away from my ass when I farted. Yes I was getting dirty looks from her.
Jury Dooty
I am a criminal attorney, and was recently called to jury duty. For most people, jury duty is just an annoyance, but for young attorneys, it's a great chance to chat with lots of potential new clients, introduce myself to fellow attornies, and maybe even impress a judge that I could appear before in the near future.
We were called into a fairly small but traditionally adorned courtroom for jury selection, with wood on all of the walls, wooden chairs, the whole bit. Were were each given the usual questions, introducing ourselves one by one, going down the line as we were seated in the jury box. When it came my turn, I suddenly had to burp, so I stayed silent for a second, hoping it would pass. All eyes were on me, waiting to hear me speak.
Suddenly, a huge fart comes CAREENING out of my butt, before I could stop it, echoing loudly throughout the courtroom, amplified by my wooden oak chair!!!
I turned red, gave a fake name, and was the first person dismissed by the panel. I went home immediately, without even completing my jury duty!
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Fart Psych 101
There are many types of people who fart every day. It's your job to identify them, point them, out, and call them by name! (Assuming it wasn't you who did it, of course!) Here's a quick run-down of the type of people you're likely to catch farting around you on a daily basis:
The Vain Person: One who loves the smell of his own farts.
The Amiable Person: One who loves the smell of other people's farts.
The Proud Person: One who thinks his farts are exceptionally fine.
The Shy Person: One who releases silent farts and then blushes.
The Impudent Person: One who farts loudly and then laughs.
The Scientific Person: One who farts regularly but is truly concerned about air pollution.
The Unfortunate Person: One who tries awfully hard to fart but poops instead.
The Nervous Person: One who stops in the middle of a fart.
The Honest Person: One who admits he farted but offers a medical reason for it.
The Dishonest Person: One who farts and then blames the dog.
The Foolish Person: One who suppresses a fart for hours and hours.
The Thrifty Person: One who always has several farts in reserve.
The Anti-Social Person: One who excuses himself and farts in complete privacy.
The Strategic Person: One who conceals his farts with loud laughter.
The Sadistic Person: One who farts in bed and then fluffs the bed covers over his bed mates head.
The Intellectual Person: One who determines from the smell of his neighbor's fart precisely the latest food item he consumed.
The Athletic Person: One who farts at the slightest exertion.
The Miserable Person: One who would truly love to but can't fart at all.
The Sensitive Person: One who farts and then bursts into tears.
The Bruiser: One who farts so hard and loud that he bruises his butt cheeks.
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Please handle the following information with great care. I do not want to be held responsible for any possible destruction of property or injuries that may result. You really should consult a physician before begining any highly "reactive" diet. You've been warned. I care.
The secret to success actually rests in the basic formula used by perfume makers. A really great smelling fart has two basic ingredients; A "launcher", usually alcohol, and a "stinker", usually some decaying organic matter mixed with a nasal irritant.
For example, bad hamburger just isn't enough by itself. Now mix it will some spicy chili and you're on your way, but it's still "flat"... meaning that you have to pretty much bend down to the bowl and take a whiff before it grabs you. That's lame -- you want something that comes and GETS you, climbs down your throat, and makes you gag! For that to happen, you need the launcher --- alcohol, or decomposing sugar! So, a good recipe for success would be some marginally bad hamburger topped with chili, followed by a couple of shots of very cheap tequila. Allow the mixture to swirl in your gut for 3 to 6 hours, then get ready to RUMBLE!
There are many combinations that will work, and I encourage you to experiment and share your results. In order to help you get started, Here is a compiled list of items that are great stinkers, launchers, or a combination of both. Again, please use caution and stay away from candles.
- Beans
- Brussels Sprouts
- Cabbage
- Cauliflower
- Apple Juice
- Plums
- Tofu
- Greasy Nachos
- Spiced Turkey Sausage
- High Fiber/Bran Cereal
- Carbinates Soda
- Milk products (for the 'lactose intolerant')
- Broccoli
- Chewing Gum
- High Sugar Candies
- Nuts
- Spices
- Onions
- Deep Fried Foods
- Lentil
- Peas
- Sweet Potatoes
- Spicy Chili
Actual stupid fart facts-you might need to know if you are ever a contestant on Who Wants to be a Millionaire or Jepoardy:
1-Farts are created mostly by E. coli.
2-On the average a fart is composed of about 59% nitrogen, 21% hydrogen, 9% carbon dioxide, 7% methane, and 4% oxygen. Less than 1% is what makes them stink.
3-The temperature of a fart at time of creation is 98.6 degrees Fahrenheit.
4-Farts have been clocked at a speed of 10 feet per second.
5-A person produces about half a liter of farts a day.
6-Although they won't admit it, women fart as much as men.
7-Termites are the largest producers of farts.
8-Farts are flammable.
9-The word "fart" comes from the Old English "feortan" (meaning "to break wind").
10-Excess gas in the intestinal is medically termed "flatulence."
____________________________________________________________________________________
Gas Glossary
The Lethal Weapon IV Fart:
It's loud, it's fast, everything blows up, people get hurt, end of story.
The Titanic Fart:
This was a really huge fart you did when you were a kid, but your family just will not stop talking about it, reviving it, and reliving it, and telling the story to everyone you introduce them to. You begin to wonder if they're planning sell the movie rights, and you begin to fantasize about Leonardo Decrapio to playing your part as the young farter, and wondering what the theme song will sound like.
The TWA Flight 800 Fart:
There was a huge explosion. There was fire. There were many witnesses. There were casualties. There was an investigation. There was a recreation of the crime scene. But to this day, the source cannot be identified. You are smiling.
The Lord of the Dance Fart:
In an effort to mask the sound of an oncoming fart, and beging talking about the Lord of the Dance show you saw, stamping your feet as hard and furiously as you can on a wooden floor as the air escapes.
The Ebola Fart:
One person in the group farts, then others around him start farting as well, speading like a virus. Soon, everyone is farting.
The Year2K Problem Fart:
You were short on time at lunch, and instead of having some healthy food, you opted for a bad chili dog from the street vendor. You know a really foul fart is coming, and you're going to be in a closed-door meeting all afternoon. You know you should have thought ahead at lunchtime and could have avoided the problem, but it's only 1:30pm and you feel it looming inside you already. A major disaster awaits unless you act NOW.
The Viagra Fart:
After a nice, vibrating fart, you find yourself aroused.
The Got Milk? Fart:
You forgot to take your "Lact-Aid", had some milk with your cookies, and now your lactose-intolerant stomach is about to teach you a lesson you won't forget.
The El Nino Fart:
You thought it might be serious well in advance, and it was. This fart is relentless, coming in huge waves, causing massive flooding and much damage in its wake. You vow to be better prepared next time.
The Mile High Club Fart:
The only way to join this club is to break wind above 30,000 feet
_____________________________________________________________________________________
I found these little dittys and thought Id share-these are supposed to be a real stories
of an "embarrassing moment"
The WalMart Fart
My wife & I were in Walmart one day & I felt a big fart building and rumbling in my gut. I looked around... saw no one anywhere and I let it rip. It was loud and smelled so bad it would gag a maggot on a gut wagon.
My wife grabs my arm and pulls me a few aisles away and I ask her why she pulled me away. She has me turn around and look where we were standing & there on her knees by a clothing rack was this poor lady taking clothes out of a box & her face wasn't a fot away from my ass when I farted. Yes I was getting dirty looks from her.
Jury Dooty
I am a criminal attorney, and was recently called to jury duty. For most people, jury duty is just an annoyance, but for young attorneys, it's a great chance to chat with lots of potential new clients, introduce myself to fellow attornies, and maybe even impress a judge that I could appear before in the near future.
We were called into a fairly small but traditionally adorned courtroom for jury selection, with wood on all of the walls, wooden chairs, the whole bit. Were were each given the usual questions, introducing ourselves one by one, going down the line as we were seated in the jury box. When it came my turn, I suddenly had to burp, so I stayed silent for a second, hoping it would pass. All eyes were on me, waiting to hear me speak.
Suddenly, a huge fart comes CAREENING out of my butt, before I could stop it, echoing loudly throughout the courtroom, amplified by my wooden oak chair!!!
I turned red, gave a fake name, and was the first person dismissed by the panel. I went home immediately, without even completing my jury duty!
_____________________________________________________________________________________
Fart Psych 101
There are many types of people who fart every day. It's your job to identify them, point them, out, and call them by name! (Assuming it wasn't you who did it, of course!) Here's a quick run-down of the type of people you're likely to catch farting around you on a daily basis:
The Vain Person: One who loves the smell of his own farts.
The Amiable Person: One who loves the smell of other people's farts.
The Proud Person: One who thinks his farts are exceptionally fine.
The Shy Person: One who releases silent farts and then blushes.
The Impudent Person: One who farts loudly and then laughs.
The Scientific Person: One who farts regularly but is truly concerned about air pollution.
The Unfortunate Person: One who tries awfully hard to fart but poops instead.
The Nervous Person: One who stops in the middle of a fart.
The Honest Person: One who admits he farted but offers a medical reason for it.
The Dishonest Person: One who farts and then blames the dog.
The Foolish Person: One who suppresses a fart for hours and hours.
The Thrifty Person: One who always has several farts in reserve.
The Anti-Social Person: One who excuses himself and farts in complete privacy.
The Strategic Person: One who conceals his farts with loud laughter.
The Sadistic Person: One who farts in bed and then fluffs the bed covers over his bed mates head.
The Intellectual Person: One who determines from the smell of his neighbor's fart precisely the latest food item he consumed.
The Athletic Person: One who farts at the slightest exertion.
The Miserable Person: One who would truly love to but can't fart at all.
The Sensitive Person: One who farts and then bursts into tears.
The Bruiser: One who farts so hard and loud that he bruises his butt cheeks.
_____________________________________________________________________________________
Please handle the following information with great care. I do not want to be held responsible for any possible destruction of property or injuries that may result. You really should consult a physician before begining any highly "reactive" diet. You've been warned. I care.
The secret to success actually rests in the basic formula used by perfume makers. A really great smelling fart has two basic ingredients; A "launcher", usually alcohol, and a "stinker", usually some decaying organic matter mixed with a nasal irritant.
For example, bad hamburger just isn't enough by itself. Now mix it will some spicy chili and you're on your way, but it's still "flat"... meaning that you have to pretty much bend down to the bowl and take a whiff before it grabs you. That's lame -- you want something that comes and GETS you, climbs down your throat, and makes you gag! For that to happen, you need the launcher --- alcohol, or decomposing sugar! So, a good recipe for success would be some marginally bad hamburger topped with chili, followed by a couple of shots of very cheap tequila. Allow the mixture to swirl in your gut for 3 to 6 hours, then get ready to RUMBLE!
There are many combinations that will work, and I encourage you to experiment and share your results. In order to help you get started, Here is a compiled list of items that are great stinkers, launchers, or a combination of both. Again, please use caution and stay away from candles.
- Beans
- Brussels Sprouts
- Cabbage
- Cauliflower
- Apple Juice
- Plums
- Tofu
- Greasy Nachos
- Spiced Turkey Sausage
- High Fiber/Bran Cereal
- Carbinates Soda
- Milk products (for the 'lactose intolerant')
- Broccoli
- Chewing Gum
- High Sugar Candies
- Nuts
- Spices
- Onions
- Deep Fried Foods
- Lentil
- Peas
- Sweet Potatoes
- Spicy Chili
Saturday, March 19, 2005
My cats own me
I thought turning over in bed and seeing a dingleberry hanging from a dirty anus staring at you was gross, try getting up in the middle of the night to go pee and step barefoot, square into a fresh 9 inch hairball. Squish. Can you hear the screaming?
Kiki, (my eldest, who is now 12 years old) has always been a low maintenance cat. But she is the one who loves to power hark until she plops out a hair ball that is so big, you could easily mistake it for another small animal, put a lease on it and take it for a walk. I think part of her lungs must be mixed in there too.
I often ask her-"Does it really take ALL that noise and drama to clear your system?" I guess it does because she never answers me.
When she was a kitten she brought her feeding dish to me-it was in her mouth-Well, after all, what else could she have used to bring it to me? smart kitty
When Ali, (my youngest, who is now 11 years old)was a kitten of 10 weeks, she used to follow me everywhere around the house-one day, as usual, she followed me thru my morning routine. I stopped at my pitstop on the toilet, she waited until I flushed, got off the stool and turned my back- I heard "splash" and turned just in time to see a very wet Ali emerge,uh, quickly,(I didnt know cats could fly until I saw her do it), from the toilet bowl. I could tell she was purplexed and her ego was hurt as I towel dried her while trying to conceal my laughter. She never followed me around again nor did she seem curious after that. Good thing I flushed first!
Ali sleeps on the pillow next to me. One night I woke up while it was still dark outside,Ali was snoring with one of her hairy paws in my mouth- I didnt want to disturb her by moving her paw so I went back to sleep like that.
I often tell people I gave birth to them-is that wrong?
Kiki, (my eldest, who is now 12 years old) has always been a low maintenance cat. But she is the one who loves to power hark until she plops out a hair ball that is so big, you could easily mistake it for another small animal, put a lease on it and take it for a walk. I think part of her lungs must be mixed in there too.
I often ask her-"Does it really take ALL that noise and drama to clear your system?" I guess it does because she never answers me.
When she was a kitten she brought her feeding dish to me-it was in her mouth-Well, after all, what else could she have used to bring it to me? smart kitty
When Ali, (my youngest, who is now 11 years old)was a kitten of 10 weeks, she used to follow me everywhere around the house-one day, as usual, she followed me thru my morning routine. I stopped at my pitstop on the toilet, she waited until I flushed, got off the stool and turned my back- I heard "splash" and turned just in time to see a very wet Ali emerge,uh, quickly,(I didnt know cats could fly until I saw her do it), from the toilet bowl. I could tell she was purplexed and her ego was hurt as I towel dried her while trying to conceal my laughter. She never followed me around again nor did she seem curious after that. Good thing I flushed first!
Ali sleeps on the pillow next to me. One night I woke up while it was still dark outside,Ali was snoring with one of her hairy paws in my mouth- I didnt want to disturb her by moving her paw so I went back to sleep like that.
I often tell people I gave birth to them-is that wrong?
Friday, March 18, 2005
A song Rick James should have written- called,old Superfreak by crackie
I could dedicate this entire blog to the characters I call Co-workers.
Sherry is a lady I work with who is married and has a young child of nine. As I learn more about her, I find out that her parents live close in vacinity to where my parents live. They really should get together-they would find they are soooo much alike.
Sherry was planning a birthday party for her child for next week and told me she was thinking of buying her a cake at one of those warehouse type grocery stores. Her daughter decided however, she wanted a homemade cake for her birthday. The Dad is the cook of the family and said he would make her one.
Sherry's mom (the kid's grandma)decided she would put down her foot and she called Sherry to say that she would buy the girl one at the bakery-evidently, she felt the child would want this pretty bakery cake-not an ugly homemade one.
Sherry quickly left her a voice message-which I overheard-and she nicely thanked her mom for being so considerate but Lisa (the daughter)specifically asked to have a homemade cake and her dad was going to make one.
Later that same day, Sherry's cell phone rang and her mom's number flashed on caller ID. Sherry answered the phone and her mom announced she was in the bakery parking lot, and was she absoultly sure that she didnt want her to order Lisa a cake? Sherry puzzled,asked her nicely "did you get my message mom?" Her mom replied "yes".
Thats a nice old Freak
Sherry is a lady I work with who is married and has a young child of nine. As I learn more about her, I find out that her parents live close in vacinity to where my parents live. They really should get together-they would find they are soooo much alike.
Sherry was planning a birthday party for her child for next week and told me she was thinking of buying her a cake at one of those warehouse type grocery stores. Her daughter decided however, she wanted a homemade cake for her birthday. The Dad is the cook of the family and said he would make her one.
Sherry's mom (the kid's grandma)decided she would put down her foot and she called Sherry to say that she would buy the girl one at the bakery-evidently, she felt the child would want this pretty bakery cake-not an ugly homemade one.
Sherry quickly left her a voice message-which I overheard-and she nicely thanked her mom for being so considerate but Lisa (the daughter)specifically asked to have a homemade cake and her dad was going to make one.
Later that same day, Sherry's cell phone rang and her mom's number flashed on caller ID. Sherry answered the phone and her mom announced she was in the bakery parking lot, and was she absoultly sure that she didnt want her to order Lisa a cake? Sherry puzzled,asked her nicely "did you get my message mom?" Her mom replied "yes".
Thats a nice old Freak
Wednesday, March 16, 2005
Proof- loogies can kill
Man Falls To Death During Spitting Contest
Man dies in 11-storey fall
A Carleton University engineering student participating in a spitting contest with friends plunged 11 floors off a downtown high-rise to his death late Saturday night.
Police said it appears Jinah took a running start to try to spit further than his two friends when he unintentionally vaulted himself over the balcony railing.
"It was purely accidental," said Ottawa police Sgt. Joe Simpson. "Momentum carried him beyond."
Man dies in 11-storey fall
A Carleton University engineering student participating in a spitting contest with friends plunged 11 floors off a downtown high-rise to his death late Saturday night.
Police said it appears Jinah took a running start to try to spit further than his two friends when he unintentionally vaulted himself over the balcony railing.
"It was purely accidental," said Ottawa police Sgt. Joe Simpson. "Momentum carried him beyond."
Monday, March 07, 2005
Karma
A young co-worker of mine decided to share with me what she did this weekend.
Well it seems, she and a girlfriend of hers went to a club Downtown and got wasted,
they saw a cardboard box which was the make shift house of a homeless individual. In their drunken stupor, they decided to jump into this "home" like a kid would jump into a pile of leaves left from raking.
So, they jumped on it. Unbenounced to them, the guy who owned his hut was inside taking a snooze or just trying to keep warm and safe. Anyway he was minding his own business..
My co-worker said this poor man was mangled up in the pile of the now destroyed box with just his feet sticking out yelling,"get off me, get off me!" Meanwhile, while this individual was struggling to get himself out of this mess, the homeless guy who was next to him was killing himself laughing.
My co-worker told me she and her friend took off running down the street and not 10 minutes later, her car was smashed by an uninsured motorist. She is okay but her car is mangled like the homeless guy she dove into.
Next day she couldnt understand why she was so sore.
Well it seems, she and a girlfriend of hers went to a club Downtown and got wasted,
they saw a cardboard box which was the make shift house of a homeless individual. In their drunken stupor, they decided to jump into this "home" like a kid would jump into a pile of leaves left from raking.
So, they jumped on it. Unbenounced to them, the guy who owned his hut was inside taking a snooze or just trying to keep warm and safe. Anyway he was minding his own business..
My co-worker said this poor man was mangled up in the pile of the now destroyed box with just his feet sticking out yelling,"get off me, get off me!" Meanwhile, while this individual was struggling to get himself out of this mess, the homeless guy who was next to him was killing himself laughing.
My co-worker told me she and her friend took off running down the street and not 10 minutes later, her car was smashed by an uninsured motorist. She is okay but her car is mangled like the homeless guy she dove into.
Next day she couldnt understand why she was so sore.
