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Jan. 26th, 2007 09:52 amAs you may have noticed, I watch a lot of movies. Love them, especially dvds. Some are recommended, some are classics and some, like Growin' a Beard catch me with the name. No, it isn't about a mad gay scientist who has to clone himself as a female so he can pretend to be straight (though, I'd totally watch that). It's about a beard growing contest in Shamrock, Tx. *Beard growing* contest! It's just too weird *not* to watch. So, I stuck it in the Netflix queue. I'll report back when we've actually watched it and let you know if the game documentary was worth the candle.
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Wow. The spammers are *very* anxious to let me know that they haven't forgotten my past efforts. I must have gotten twenty messages with that subject in the past couple days. I admit, it *is* nice to be remembered. Now if only I knew what it was I was remembered *for*...;)
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Dear small child,
When I ask you to stop making a certain noise, I'm not asking what you're doing. I *know* what you are doing. I want you to stop.
Love you, even if you do drive me insane.
Mama
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I have to say, well done, Amazon.com. Yesterday, I ordered two books and a waffle iron and they've already shipped. Impressive, since I chose the free shipping. Doubly impressive since the original waffle iron (ordered sometime last week) turned out to be on backorder. They sent me mail asking if I'd mind terribly waiting till March. Which, I kind of did. I don't have a deep need for waffles right this minute, but I probably will between now and *March*. So, I canceled the order and found a different one. Okay, this one doesn't put a wreath of roses on each waffle, but I think I'll live without that. Especially since, the main reason I'm getting one is 'cause Sam *adores* frozen waffles, but they're not really waffles, they're sort of...toast with delusions of grandeur. So, I'll make her real waffles. Which she'll probably love even more. One can only hope.
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Wow. The spammers are *very* anxious to let me know that they haven't forgotten my past efforts. I must have gotten twenty messages with that subject in the past couple days. I admit, it *is* nice to be remembered. Now if only I knew what it was I was remembered *for*...;)
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Dear small child,
When I ask you to stop making a certain noise, I'm not asking what you're doing. I *know* what you are doing. I want you to stop.
Love you, even if you do drive me insane.
Mama
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I have to say, well done, Amazon.com. Yesterday, I ordered two books and a waffle iron and they've already shipped. Impressive, since I chose the free shipping. Doubly impressive since the original waffle iron (ordered sometime last week) turned out to be on backorder. They sent me mail asking if I'd mind terribly waiting till March. Which, I kind of did. I don't have a deep need for waffles right this minute, but I probably will between now and *March*. So, I canceled the order and found a different one. Okay, this one doesn't put a wreath of roses on each waffle, but I think I'll live without that. Especially since, the main reason I'm getting one is 'cause Sam *adores* frozen waffles, but they're not really waffles, they're sort of...toast with delusions of grandeur. So, I'll make her real waffles. Which she'll probably love even more. One can only hope.