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I've devised a job for myself. I'm going to be the person who says "NO!" to people who have too much power, too much money and far too little sense.

"I'd like to gold plate my entire bathroom."
"NO!"

"Hey, look! A diamond-studded car!"
"NO!"

"Oooh, they're having a sale on collagen and breast implants!"
"NO!"

"I think I'll buy Paraguay."
*Whap with a rolled up newspaper*

If Elvis had a No-person, maybe he'd be alive today. (Or at least not working at a 7/11 in Kansas.;)

I'd negotiate my fee before I taught them sense. *Grin*

~~~

You know what's *really* needed in the toy world? A play-doh centrifuge. That way, once all the play-doh in the house has been combined and made that interesting shade of green, one could put the blobs in the machine, whip it around and have the basic colors again. I'd definitely pay some bucks for that.

~~~

Very jazzed with the new AdventureQuest upgrade. They made the pets choosable, just like the spells, weapons, shields and armor, so you can choose the best one for the enemy you're fighting. That's something I've been wanting for ages.

~~~

Should I be worried that Sammy's humming along to King Missile's "Detachable Penis"? Oh well, it'll be interesting to see where she sings it back, if she ever learns the words. *Grin* Though, I doubt it'll replace "Dragon's Lullaby" in her heart. Which is probably good.

~~~

Okay, that's bloody impressive.

Damian Draghici had had enough. On a brisk afternoon last month while on a short tour break, Mr. Draghici was wandering around the East Village with his two publicists, looking for a music shop that stocked his instrument, the Romanian pan flute, so he could demonstrate his virtuosity. When no flutes were found, Mr. Draghici made a quick dismissive gesture.

"You want a pan flute?," he asked in an aggressive, accented staccato. "I will build you a pan flute. Just take me to a hardware store."

After a 10-minute trip to a plumbing supply shop on Second Avenue, where he sawed a three-foot pole of white PVC pipe into seven segments of varying length and purchased a small supply of duct tape, sandpaper and Plasti Putti, Mr. Draghici retired to a nearby Russian restaurant. Twenty minutes later, he had built - and tuned - a functional pan flute.

Was it ready for the stage? He played "America" from "West Side Story," his pursed lips jumping with hummingbird speed over the newly sanded plastic pipes. Not bad! Then he did an ornate improvisation on a blues scale.

~~~

So, I'm over at the YahooTv listings, seeing if anything I'd like to watch is on right now, and I spot this. The 38th Annual CMA Awards. I clicked the link, hoping it was something else. But no. The title of the show is, indeed, the thirty-eighth Annual Country Music Awards Awards. I *really* hope this was someone screwing up at Yahoo and isn't what they're calling it at the actual show. 'Cause if it is, I may weep.

~~~

You know one of the reasons I don't think the world has to be sanitized for kids? Bobbie Lee(I know the text on the page is a little screwed up...it's the only one I could find without popups). It's a song from One Voice. I heard it, I sang along to it, I learned all the words. And it took me *years* to realize it was about a teenage prostitute.

See, she says "Just think of Bobbie Lee like a busy bee. Gettin' by by sellin' honey", and well, I thought she *was*. Along with the apples she mentions earlier in the song.

I also didn't get any of the innuendos when I first saw Grease the summer it originally came out. (I got some of them when I was twelve and it was on tv...well, I sort of got them. They cut out *so* much stuff and changed so many words that I figured a lot of it must be "dirty". I probably still haven't gotten them all. *Grin*) I really don't think I was all *that* sheltered.

~~~

Sammy's wearing her costume...well, the top and shoe covers...she's got her Blue's Clue's pajama pants instead of the costume pants. And she came over to ask "Does Prince Phillip (the knight costume is from the Disney store, the prince from Sleeping Beauty) ever sit in chairs?" "Yes love. Prince Phillip can sit in chairs." I think she was relieved to know she wouldn't have to stand up all the time.

~~~

Maybe web petitions don't do any good. But maybe they do. No Iraq Draft. And it has an animated map! What's better than an animated map?!! *grin*

~~~

query_letters is one of the funniest blogs out there. In hys own words Actual, honest to god query letters I've received in Hollywood. Updated daily..

And you *know* that some of these are going to be made. Like this one:
Here's the basic idea: SEE, KNOW EVIL -- A New York street hustler is a hardened female homicide detective's best bet for solving a string of slasher-murders. The hustler was a witness to the latest crime. There's just one problem: he was high on hallucinogenic drugs at the time, and keeps insisting he and his girlfriend were attacked by a horrible dragon.There's slashing and prostitutes ... and it's actually a pretty sleazy/cool/oddly serious story of human redemption.There's also lots of slashing."

Slashing and prostitutes! That should sell it! (Sadly, that actually might do it.)

~~~

Hey granniechuckie, kshandra & murphymom! You might want to keep an eye out for Jones Soda Naturals. They've got one called Strawberry Manilow *Grin*


I've got to find somewhere closer to get Jones Soda...the only place I've spotted it is the World Market in Reston, which is about an hour from here. Admittedly I haven't done an exhaustive search, so there's lots of hope.:)
~~~

Howard Keel died on Sunday. He starred in the movie versions of Show Boat, Oklahoma, Kiss Me Kate & Seven Brides For Seven Brothers, among other things. And I feel terrible...'cause I thought he was already dead. That always makes me feel like a jerk. Don't know why...no one ever said that it was my job to have a database of everyone who was living or dead.

Oh! He was also in The Day Of The Triffids

~~~

IMDB is hiring. So, if you'd like to work for the site I seem to find myself at most often, save LJ and Google, go look.:)

~~~

It was so weird...out of the blue I decided to google my cousin. I got three hits and they were all him! That's definitely impressive. *Grin* (Seeeekrit message to my mother. It was T.)

~~~
As seen in elionwyr's journal:

Cell Phone Directory Listing...

Some people know about it.. others don't.

A directory of cell phone numbers will be published soon.
This opens the door to solicitors calling our cell phones
using up our minutes.

The Federal Trade Commission has set up a do not call list.
You must call FROM the number you wish to register, or go
to their website at:

https://www.donotcall.gov/default.aspx

darthgeek, I did the home phone and mine, but not yours. 'Cause, it's...yours.:)
~~~

Meme of belief, last seen in the journals of kshandra and jenny_junipurr.

The assignment is simple. Write a statement of what you believe. Stream of consciousness stuff, just write down whatever comes to you. A leads to B leads to Q leads to D. Don't just concentrate on one thing, like abortion or politics. Write about anything and everything that comes to you. The only restriction is that whatever it is you write it must be what you believe. You believe that little green men visit your bedroom every Tuesday at 3:15 AM? Write it down. As long as you believe it

I believe in love.

I believe that love alone is not enough.

I believe in justice.

I believe that justice isn't always nice and/or kind.

I believe in faeries, Santa, elves, wishing on stars, wishing on dandelions and wishing in general. Because there's no reason at all not to.

I believe in magic.

I do believe in spooks, I do believe in spooks. I do, I do, I DO believe in spooks!

I believe in being nice.

I believe that there is definitely a time to *NOT* be nice.

I believe I really liked Road House. I don't know if I'd like it today...though we've got a zillion movie channels, so I'll probably find out one day.

I believe that music makes my life easier and more fun.

I believe in my fellow person till I'm given a reason not to.

I believe I am loved. That took some doing.

I believe in my friends and Family.

I believe that's it for now.

~~~

I'd really like this bout of insomnia to go away. Yes, I know I need time to myself, and I appreciate my mind making that possible, but *SLEEP* is desired as well! I think I'm almost tired enough to actually sleep now. I'll get a few hours before Sammy wakes up, and will hopefully be able to interest her in a movie and doze a bit on the couch when I'm lagging. And maybe tomorrow, I'll actually sleep like normal. *What* a concept! *grin*

(no subject)

I've devised a job for myself. I'm going to be the person who says "NO!" to people who have too much power, too much money and far too little sense.

"I'd like to gold plate my entire bathroom."
"NO!"

"Hey, look! A diamond-studded car!"
"NO!"

"Oooh, they're having a sale on collagen and breast implants!"
"NO!"

"I think I'll buy Paraguay."
*Whap with a rolled up newspaper*

If Elvis had a No-person, maybe he'd be alive today. (Or at least not working at a 7/11 in Kansas.;)

I'd negotiate my fee before I taught them sense. *Grin*

~~~

You know what's *really* needed in the toy world? A play-doh centrifuge. That way, once all the play-doh in the house has been combined and made that interesting shade of green, one could put the blobs in the machine, whip it around and have the basic colors again. I'd definitely pay some bucks for that.

~~~

Very jazzed with the new AdventureQuest upgrade. They made the pets choosable, just like the spells, weapons, shields and armor, so you can choose the best one for the enemy you're fighting. That's something I've been wanting for ages.

~~~

Should I be worried that Sammy's humming along to King Missile's "Detachable Penis"? Oh well, it'll be interesting to see where she sings it back, if she ever learns the words. *Grin* Though, I doubt it'll replace "Dragon's Lullaby" in her heart. Which is probably good.

~~~

Okay, that's bloody impressive.

Damian Draghici had had enough. On a brisk afternoon last month while on a short tour break, Mr. Draghici was wandering around the East Village with his two publicists, looking for a music shop that stocked his instrument, the Romanian pan flute, so he could demonstrate his virtuosity. When no flutes were found, Mr. Draghici made a quick dismissive gesture.

"You want a pan flute?," he asked in an aggressive, accented staccato. "I will build you a pan flute. Just take me to a hardware store."

After a 10-minute trip to a plumbing supply shop on Second Avenue, where he sawed a three-foot pole of white PVC pipe into seven segments of varying length and purchased a small supply of duct tape, sandpaper and Plasti Putti, Mr. Draghici retired to a nearby Russian restaurant. Twenty minutes later, he had built - and tuned - a functional pan flute.

Was it ready for the stage? He played "America" from "West Side Story," his pursed lips jumping with hummingbird speed over the newly sanded plastic pipes. Not bad! Then he did an ornate improvisation on a blues scale.

~~~

So, I'm over at the YahooTv listings, seeing if anything I'd like to watch is on right now, and I spot this. The 38th Annual CMA Awards. I clicked the link, hoping it was something else. But no. The title of the show is, indeed, the thirty-eighth Annual Country Music Awards Awards. I *really* hope this was someone screwing up at Yahoo and isn't what they're calling it at the actual show. 'Cause if it is, I may weep.

~~~

You know one of the reasons I don't think the world has to be sanitized for kids? Bobbie Lee(I know the text on the page is a little screwed up...it's the only one I could find without popups). It's a song from One Voice. I heard it, I sang along to it, I learned all the words. And it took me *years* to realize it was about a teenage prostitute.

See, she says "Just think of Bobbie Lee like a busy bee. Gettin' by by sellin' honey", and well, I thought she *was*. Along with the apples she mentions earlier in the song.

I also didn't get any of the innuendos when I first saw Grease the summer it originally came out. (I got some of them when I was twelve and it was on tv...well, I sort of got them. They cut out *so* much stuff and changed so many words that I figured a lot of it must be "dirty". I probably still haven't gotten them all. *Grin*) I really don't think I was all *that* sheltered.

~~~

Sammy's wearing her costume...well, the top and shoe covers...she's got her Blue's Clue's pajama pants instead of the costume pants. And she came over to ask "Does Prince Phillip (the knight costume is from the Disney store, the prince from Sleeping Beauty) ever sit in chairs?" "Yes love. Prince Phillip can sit in chairs." I think she was relieved to know she wouldn't have to stand up all the time.

~~~

Maybe web petitions don't do any good. But maybe they do. No Iraq Draft. And it has an animated map! What's better than an animated map?!! *grin*

~~~

query_letters is one of the funniest blogs out there. In hys own words Actual, honest to god query letters I've received in Hollywood. Updated daily..

And you *know* that some of these are going to be made. Like this one:
Here's the basic idea: SEE, KNOW EVIL -- A New York street hustler is a hardened female homicide detective's best bet for solving a string of slasher-murders. The hustler was a witness to the latest crime. There's just one problem: he was high on hallucinogenic drugs at the time, and keeps insisting he and his girlfriend were attacked by a horrible dragon.There's slashing and prostitutes ... and it's actually a pretty sleazy/cool/oddly serious story of human redemption.There's also lots of slashing."

Slashing and prostitutes! That should sell it! (Sadly, that actually might do it.)

~~~

Hey granniechuckie, kshandra & murphymom! You might want to keep an eye out for Jones Soda Naturals. They've got one called Strawberry Manilow *Grin*


I've got to find somewhere closer to get Jones Soda...the only place I've spotted it is the World Market in Reston, which is about an hour from here. Admittedly I haven't done an exhaustive search, so there's lots of hope.:)
~~~

Howard Keel died on Sunday. He starred in the movie versions of Show Boat, Oklahoma, Kiss Me Kate & Seven Brides For Seven Brothers, among other things. And I feel terrible...'cause I thought he was already dead. That always makes me feel like a jerk. Don't know why...no one ever said that it was my job to have a database of everyone who was living or dead.

Oh! He was also in The Day Of The Triffids

~~~

IMDB is hiring. So, if you'd like to work for the site I seem to find myself at most often, save LJ and Google, go look.:)

~~~

It was so weird...out of the blue I decided to google my cousin. I got three hits and they were all him! That's definitely impressive. *Grin* (Seeeekrit message to my mother. It was T.)

~~~
As seen in elionwyr's journal:

Cell Phone Directory Listing...

Some people know about it.. others don't.

A directory of cell phone numbers will be published soon.
This opens the door to solicitors calling our cell phones
using up our minutes.

The Federal Trade Commission has set up a do not call list.
You must call FROM the number you wish to register, or go
to their website at:

https://www.donotcall.gov/default.aspx

darthgeek, I did the home phone and mine, but not yours. 'Cause, it's...yours.:)
~~~

Meme of belief, last seen in the journals of kshandra and jenny_junipurr.

The assignment is simple. Write a statement of what you believe. Stream of consciousness stuff, just write down whatever comes to you. A leads to B leads to Q leads to D. Don't just concentrate on one thing, like abortion or politics. Write about anything and everything that comes to you. The only restriction is that whatever it is you write it must be what you believe. You believe that little green men visit your bedroom every Tuesday at 3:15 AM? Write it down. As long as you believe it

I believe in love.

I believe that love alone is not enough.

I believe in justice.

I believe that justice isn't always nice and/or kind.

I believe in faeries, Santa, elves, wishing on stars, wishing on dandelions and wishing in general. Because there's no reason at all not to.

I believe in magic.

I do believe in spooks, I do believe in spooks. I do, I do, I DO believe in spooks!

I believe in being nice.

I believe that there is definitely a time to *NOT* be nice.

I believe I really liked Road House. I don't know if I'd like it today...though we've got a zillion movie channels, so I'll probably find out one day.

I believe that music makes my life easier and more fun.

I believe in my fellow person till I'm given a reason not to.

I believe I am loved. That took some doing.

I believe in my friends and Family.

I believe that's it for now.

~~~

I'd really like this bout of insomnia to go away. Yes, I know I need time to myself, and I appreciate my mind making that possible, but *SLEEP* is desired as well! I think I'm almost tired enough to actually sleep now. I'll get a few hours before Sammy wakes up, and will hopefully be able to interest her in a movie and doze a bit on the couch when I'm lagging. And maybe tomorrow, I'll actually sleep like normal. *What* a concept! *grin*