tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72590197266760098892024-03-04T23:07:55.049-05:00Talk With No ThoughtTalk With No Thoughthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576678945636366003noreply@blogger.comBlogger27125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7259019726676009889.post-67056083522202192962009-09-17T16:08:00.004-04:002009-09-17T16:18:07.365-04:00WerdI totally forgot about this place. What did I do with my summer? A lot of this:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gifbin.com/bin/092009/1251974166_conanobrien.gif"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 189px; height: 166px;" src="http://www.gifbin.com/bin/092009/1251974166_conanobrien.gif" border="0" alt="" /></a> <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I'm pretty much leading a parallel life with the President of Mensa.Talk With No Thoughthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576678945636366003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7259019726676009889.post-49248133996508481792009-07-05T21:29:00.009-04:002009-07-05T22:30:38.257-04:00Weekend Update :: Volume 9 (The God Bless America/Al Anon Chronicles)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1OH5qvOhnNaXO_fC8_phYs7SlFAWyTgH9wDBtFUrrcpgDYvfcINHn7fViEQQ4p9WFhWty31E8saprjlWYLNHEp9dn1LjhpmdK15vmU5yN22-OkZFUWuaUVTSaRSPnQ3MHuyPUpdy7ccQ/s1600-h/flag1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 277px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1OH5qvOhnNaXO_fC8_phYs7SlFAWyTgH9wDBtFUrrcpgDYvfcINHn7fViEQQ4p9WFhWty31E8saprjlWYLNHEp9dn1LjhpmdK15vmU5yN22-OkZFUWuaUVTSaRSPnQ3MHuyPUpdy7ccQ/s320/flag1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355167207291266242" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">This weekend consisted of cooking out, some quality hang out time with friends, and most abundantly, drinking. So grab your sponsor and grab a drink because this weekend was a bit rough.</span><br /><br />==<br /><br />P-Daddy: I think we might go to a tribe game if you wanna go.<br /><br />Me: Maybe. How are the Indians doing anyways, I tuned out awhile ago.<br /><br />P-Daddy: It's still a disaster. I'm not going to the game to watch baseball, I'm going so I can drink without being judged.<br /><br />Me: You're a genius.<br /><br />==<br /><br />PC: Let's play 3-man<br /><br />Me: You're not going to throw up at the table again are you?<br /><br />PC: Right. Let's play something else.<br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">As you might guess, the story behind this doesn't end well.</span><br /><br />==<br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">The morning after a marathon drinking session I wandered upstairs to Ginne and Sam's (and where the Iowa Brothers were staying for the weekend) to see who was alive and who had given themselves up to the vodka gods as a sacrifice for the greater good of everyone else in the house.</span><br /><br />Me: Did you get sick this morning?<br /><br />Pinnah: No, which is surprising considering I ended the night drinking cocktails out of a vase.<br /><br />==<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Lesson: Indians games can still be fun, 3-man should never (EVER) be played with PC, and vases should only be used to display flowers.<br /><br />Here's to hoping you classed the 4th of July up as much as we did. <br /><br /><br /></span>Talk With No Thoughthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576678945636366003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7259019726676009889.post-42106677695367221132009-06-30T12:41:00.002-04:002009-06-30T12:43:07.815-04:00On No You Di'EntMona Lisa letting you know.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i33.tinypic.com/2q88zed.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 439px; height: 650px;" src="http://i33.tinypic.com/2q88zed.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a>Talk With No Thoughthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576678945636366003noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7259019726676009889.post-53086720168714778022009-06-28T21:07:00.005-04:002009-06-30T13:31:16.455-04:00Sunday, FundayOh Sunday. <br /><br />You and I have always gotten along for many reasons. From letting me wake up extra slow while drinking coffee all day, to letting me take advantage of your "showers, schmowers" and "no pants is no problem" battlecries. <br /><br />I gotta be honest, as long as we stay true to the Sunday, Funday mission, I think we're friends for life.<br /><br />Lylas.Talk With No Thoughthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576678945636366003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7259019726676009889.post-31613642757239267702009-06-25T11:43:00.009-04:002009-06-26T16:08:17.295-04:00Beffie, My Wonderwall<span style="font-weight:bold;">Me: Oh sad, Ed McMahon died<br />Beffie: Good, I'm done with that fuck.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">Please note that Beffie is not a hater, she just has very strong feelings about random things for no reason at all.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">Edit: I'm not even going to mention her thoughts on Farrah and MJ. </span><br /><br />===<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Beffie: People like Margaret should not be on facebook for hours at a time doing quizzes. She should be working. Or selling her plasma.</span><br /><span style="font-style:italic;"><br />Please note that Beffie is right.</span><br /><br />==<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Beffie: I lost a ton of weight so I went to get cute little cuppy-cup bras, and I put them on and my tits were like jell-o in them! I was like "who liquidated my tits!"</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">Beffie on<span style="font-style:italic;"> how her boobs have no shape anymore.</span></span><br /><br />==Talk With No Thoughthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576678945636366003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7259019726676009889.post-25328329585150638592009-06-23T12:01:00.032-04:002009-06-23T13:29:42.404-04:00My Summer Vacation<meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"><meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"><meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"><!--[if !mso]> <style> v\:* {behavior:url(#default#VML);} o\:* {behavior:url(#default#VML);} w\:* {behavior:url(#default#VML);} .shape {behavior:url(#default#VML);} </style> <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:punctuationkerning/> <w:validateagainstschemas/> <w:saveifxmlinvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:ignoremixedcontent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> <w:dontgrowautofit/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"> </w:LatentStyles> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if !mso]><object classid="clsid:38481807-CA0E-42D2-BF39-B33AF135CC4D" id="ieooui"></object> <style> st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } </style> <![endif]--><style> <!-- /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0in; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:11.0pt; font-family:Arial; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} --> </style><!--[if gte mso 10]> <style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0in; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:#0400; mso-fareast-language:#0400; mso-bidi-language:#0400;} </style> <![endif]--><span style=";font-family:";font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">Well this is a bit overdue.
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<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:";font-size:100%;" >I didn’t want to come home at all. <span style=""> </span>In fact, I can't believe I showed enough sense of responsibility that I came back to reality instead of storing myself away in a coconut in order to live on the island (<a href="http://www.dvdcollects.com/Upload/uploadfiles/lost%281%29.jpg">no not that one</a>) a few extra days. I not only gave myself a pat on the back for being such an adult, but I also gave myself a slap on the ass. I deserved it.<span style=""> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:";font-size:100%;" >Here’s a summary, in picture form, of an average day in <st1:place st="on">Cozumel</st1:place><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:";font-size:100%;" >==
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<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:";font-size:100%;" >What i got to look at while eating breakfast:<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMtjKFkK9tQsHTiRZPmmlZy2hKO9WpMTbiuZfp8OG1MqnbC2l-X0dUbqU7xRxKxdmElZbQ8jtHxGVPKRkO10ClXCBMDh2YeAozrr_ZAptKTrNSNgYwHG4CLOTJ_pSM96oV2PLQvEXYkms/s1600-h/bfast+view.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMtjKFkK9tQsHTiRZPmmlZy2hKO9WpMTbiuZfp8OG1MqnbC2l-X0dUbqU7xRxKxdmElZbQ8jtHxGVPKRkO10ClXCBMDh2YeAozrr_ZAptKTrNSNgYwHG4CLOTJ_pSM96oV2PLQvEXYkms/s320/bfast+view.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350556633266122978" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:";font-size:100%;" ><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:";font-size:100%;" ><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:";font-size:100%;" >
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<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:";font-size:100%;" >After breakfast it was time to slow things down for about 8 hours so we could lay on the beach.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:";font-size:100%;" ><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:";font-size:100%;" ><!--[if gte vml 1]><v:shape id="_x0000_i1039" type="#_x0000_t75" style="'width:197.25pt;height:148.5pt'"> <v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\dsamples\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image007.png" title=""> </v:shape><![endif]--><!--[if !vml]-->"Beeches on the Beach"</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:";font-size:100%;" >(l to r) eek and kathy (older sister)
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<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; text-align: left; font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:";font-size:100%;" >(l to r - Daddy-O kicking back and mom in the H2O)</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; text-align: left; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_98xQDzaKFN9xkMkz44w9kV1p65aL5RRjyJRWVHXqsKcnmdM3Z4_IUFJVGQXQ4U73VVqbdcyJ2vcFGcKGURFcYxrj5wv-QDNlyKhklV5A2ad4OV5LBC7R1yLdIAD0XACEs_bXThsHbB4/s1600-h/dad+on+th+beach.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 210px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_98xQDzaKFN9xkMkz44w9kV1p65aL5RRjyJRWVHXqsKcnmdM3Z4_IUFJVGQXQ4U73VVqbdcyJ2vcFGcKGURFcYxrj5wv-QDNlyKhklV5A2ad4OV5LBC7R1yLdIAD0XACEs_bXThsHbB4/s320/dad+on+th+beach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350558998927721138" border="0" /></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKNDeqyfDeA7c-QXUxYoQhPvHIiN_jWrklW5KevW23WCFsLXSqxh-CjqXWQg8FNs4MUZFM4lSo-J_TZoE_YwWWioVQQcrZgcbiV8APNlFR6OStHjss9L6IXzlXyXckNZY-QU8X2leJaQI/s1600-h/mommy+in+the+h2o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 211px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKNDeqyfDeA7c-QXUxYoQhPvHIiN_jWrklW5KevW23WCFsLXSqxh-CjqXWQg8FNs4MUZFM4lSo-J_TZoE_YwWWioVQQcrZgcbiV8APNlFR6OStHjss9L6IXzlXyXckNZY-QU8X2leJaQI/s320/mommy+in+the+h2o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350559746101919218" border="0" /></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:";font-size:100%;" >
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<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:";font-size:100%;" >When we would cramp up from laying around so much, we'd do a whole bunch of this:</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQAJ_W3wUrWBWKXuoO2ppgT17y_HakK7BiInNq447vp0sK7-niAZRyLlLXc-676_gRUaS1IImrNYsKl2ZEw3qcxVl6v7yTfFkZ1Faog6qCVVHLvhkSe-UKQZ_JQnZ4aVdyw-u1RJw-kRc/s1600-h/flippers.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQAJ_W3wUrWBWKXuoO2ppgT17y_HakK7BiInNq447vp0sK7-niAZRyLlLXc-676_gRUaS1IImrNYsKl2ZEw3qcxVl6v7yTfFkZ1Faog6qCVVHLvhkSe-UKQZ_JQnZ4aVdyw-u1RJw-kRc/s320/flippers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350560297425501538" border="0" /></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:100%;">(l to r - me and eek)
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<br /></span><span style=";font-family:";font-size:100%;" ><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHHSVWrvt1Qvj4p80DNSpoUtJkn3KInV7P9tTPH7xlbiWPAwBIwK-PLkqeP6tlK2SpLV9bJS5x9WX_aEDnUvPryuzQQE1DWAyqjmpCtjF60KT8R0Zj7aMzURu4_iL3rhCaMvAHm1f_YDw/s1600-h/angel+fish.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 153px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHHSVWrvt1Qvj4p80DNSpoUtJkn3KInV7P9tTPH7xlbiWPAwBIwK-PLkqeP6tlK2SpLV9bJS5x9WX_aEDnUvPryuzQQE1DWAyqjmpCtjF60KT8R0Zj7aMzURu4_iL3rhCaMvAHm1f_YDw/s320/angel+fish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350561477537695266" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSMDVgfEqTCdkWcTNSujblOJ48o2Gd1Pqf5xWiqmZPY9Em9mmjZrsvvfzDtL33JdJE7pLPiR9x4QIvFNOuSxrvfhZ34XKS71lpFyCoudKuFW5DR0WVvkT34tJElY07I5vVvCzifrS-Kos/s1600-h/baracudo.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 183px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSMDVgfEqTCdkWcTNSujblOJ48o2Gd1Pqf5xWiqmZPY9Em9mmjZrsvvfzDtL33JdJE7pLPiR9x4QIvFNOuSxrvfhZ34XKS71lpFyCoudKuFW5DR0WVvkT34tJElY07I5vVvCzifrS-Kos/s320/baracudo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350561240551332770" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:";font-size:100%;" ><!--[if gte vml 1]><v:shape id="_x0000_i1042" type="#_x0000_t75" style="'width:206.25pt;height:155.25pt'"> <v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\dsamples\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image022.png" title=""> </v:shape><![endif]--><!--[if !vml]-->
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<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:";font-size:100%;" >We never got bored but if we had gotten bored, Eek and I agreed we'd pass the time by bench pressing Kathy.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMWtRwOz5lGU1YF-cZgahEqpXi4nfE8_jDheNqubexS2bg0KWcd0gYj8MUaGSNc3y5TLwY8Z8UPFrPnAIJzqk051Zm9mPlg6zpcwpLv0338xNSduO3-rDAssiHSxZhwV6nCFtPye9FsfI/s1600-h/tiny+kathy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMWtRwOz5lGU1YF-cZgahEqpXi4nfE8_jDheNqubexS2bg0KWcd0gYj8MUaGSNc3y5TLwY8Z8UPFrPnAIJzqk051Zm9mPlg6zpcwpLv0338xNSduO3-rDAssiHSxZhwV6nCFtPye9FsfI/s320/tiny+kathy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350562101129364018" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:";font-size:100%;" ><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:";font-size:100%;" >
<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:";font-size:100%;" >We made time to go to the other side of the island for some exploring and more picture taking.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:";font-size:100%;" ><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:";font-size:100%;" >Here’s (t to r) eek, dad, and I on the beach.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVH3Rc3-d9oFQy8ckYE9D9sljCVlq04Q5MznxokbWB4KGLKycSbedh1YI4pBbNinaa2srj4gn73SC5YtYRp7o9E6dh3E5iyjxwvSPKCVgrQF9C-OQ1r_wAToZgWsiktQRbRsy3MOsArlA/s1600-h/eek+dad+debby.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVH3Rc3-d9oFQy8ckYE9D9sljCVlq04Q5MznxokbWB4KGLKycSbedh1YI4pBbNinaa2srj4gn73SC5YtYRp7o9E6dh3E5iyjxwvSPKCVgrQF9C-OQ1r_wAToZgWsiktQRbRsy3MOsArlA/s320/eek+dad+debby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350563162530231058" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:";font-size:100%;" ><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:";font-size:100%;" ><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:";font-size:100%;" >Here’s our family portrait (l to r - kathy, mom, dad, eek, me)<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:";font-size:100%;" ><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:";font-size:100%;" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaxneUYeUjmdUTLPmrHAlLHXcdieUFVC4COo71sFabJVQ38Q6WhLrHuJ8O2ncuOODmso5V2yGBuwivfAHEI9EOHmwltH-B6JhbdbJF7IaGxsEajiW4Zk3rTDROjie0KLndmzhXXrRgluU/s1600-h/Family+Portrait.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaxneUYeUjmdUTLPmrHAlLHXcdieUFVC4COo71sFabJVQ38Q6WhLrHuJ8O2ncuOODmso5V2yGBuwivfAHEI9EOHmwltH-B6JhbdbJF7IaGxsEajiW4Zk3rTDROjie0KLndmzhXXrRgluU/s320/Family+Portrait.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350563451330278818" border="0" /></a>Everything was going great until eek was attacked by something<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6vY8WGcTLvco_b94NN5xpWOM5HqsveVV7Ptq4tncMjlEChK5D0ynTROhr8fotR8TH33YYIqrFenLwQhc8hOnUeKCbHtCTWINk9ZFfFPTxb-PXbHxl0L8r82Jz9aFBW6KHrSTSpUaxLV0/s1600-h/eek+attacked.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6vY8WGcTLvco_b94NN5xpWOM5HqsveVV7Ptq4tncMjlEChK5D0ynTROhr8fotR8TH33YYIqrFenLwQhc8hOnUeKCbHtCTWINk9ZFfFPTxb-PXbHxl0L8r82Jz9aFBW6KHrSTSpUaxLV0/s320/eek+attacked.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350563771480404610" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:";font-size:100%;" ><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:";font-size:100%;" >And my hair started looking like Nick Nolte's:<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpSqUAJ14pzOfdVCIvehOaxny-pTeFx1kMm61vjg4ZyaI23mo1tHfesm16H9Nj80HneOijBIx7o0RRYpC8_EXyjnmG6eTS1aPbWGx5dLLRXQfkq-JlDKcB8EAPlydktY54pOvhGCe9aKQ/s1600-h/sweet+hair.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:";font-size:100%;" >Then we’d head back to our room to shower before dinner.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:";font-size:100%;" >Holy hell! It’s an elephant made of towels! Thank you housekeeping.<span style=""> </span><span style=""> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNygkal7O7YW3dGk3PHR0GJnxEV68o5gcxaCFdsKnMS72TwJgNQaZURCW-zvObdLFvNQF-QWQpzB2uPaHY2cLBLtp0xy4pOMNtzK0TP08rsSitDhTInfYPExNpzH6AKgrNTJoCE2rJ2Go/s1600-h/debby+and+the+elephant.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNygkal7O7YW3dGk3PHR0GJnxEV68o5gcxaCFdsKnMS72TwJgNQaZURCW-zvObdLFvNQF-QWQpzB2uPaHY2cLBLtp0xy4pOMNtzK0TP08rsSitDhTInfYPExNpzH6AKgrNTJoCE2rJ2Go/s320/debby+and+the+elephant.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350562444480234402" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:";font-size:100%;" ><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:";font-size:100%;" >
<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:";font-size:100%;" >After dinner it was sunset time:<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4PzLk02dikQneZCJ-waibmfdGRSRhVDFj79uODFMI-CrfTgnFGavp9vgcsFSzNKDfrkMtKQHSAhYeDIa0EaaKUR1p3GfZjiBrNKaAvT0JZMUOPMR4nOitI4eaAd3ubhUK8-tSaISYI0g/s1600-h/feet+at+the+sunset.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4PzLk02dikQneZCJ-waibmfdGRSRhVDFj79uODFMI-CrfTgnFGavp9vgcsFSzNKDfrkMtKQHSAhYeDIa0EaaKUR1p3GfZjiBrNKaAvT0JZMUOPMR4nOitI4eaAd3ubhUK8-tSaISYI0g/s320/feet+at+the+sunset.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350562744454172018" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:";font-size:100%;" ><o:p> </o:p></span></p><span style="font-weight: bold;">And drinky time:</span>
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<br /></span></p> Talk With No Thoughthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576678945636366003noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7259019726676009889.post-76819383393464490102009-05-21T14:27:00.007-04:002009-05-21T15:01:50.975-04:00There's Some Good News, And There's Some Bad NewsGood news: I'm back! (no, no....tears of joy are unnecessary).<br /><br />Bad news: I just saw my last post about Bonnaroo and almost cried a little because I'm not going. That's right, I'm not going. (I have two tickets if anyone wants to buy them *cough*).<br /><br />The round-the-clock music for four days? Gone from my life this year. The favorite trip of the year with my favorites? Ripped from under my feet. The giant mushroom to cool off in? I'll have to install my own.<br /><br />To say I'm bummed would be a vast understatement.<br /><br />But don't fret, my loves! Save your pity for someone who needs it because the reason I won't be enjoying myself in Tennessee (which by-the-by, the farm on which Bonnaroo takes place was once owned by my great-great(-great?)-grandparents. Totally weird.) is because I will be here:<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOrU0eCfYwWeSk5pvHaXkgE4QYXZYmeeQ2y4ZBDLrycELyZG0JPgUZqz3fZqpTDfkV0owMVOV01Rt4ejIIccPmQXNNVh1jZk275QxHzADzQj5q3NLeFwf895L5vlleMakBTZxS6oRgrJA/s1600-h/Beach.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 174px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOrU0eCfYwWeSk5pvHaXkgE4QYXZYmeeQ2y4ZBDLrycELyZG0JPgUZqz3fZqpTDfkV0owMVOV01Rt4ejIIccPmQXNNVh1jZk275QxHzADzQj5q3NLeFwf895L5vlleMakBTZxS6oRgrJA/s320/Beach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338348232011090946" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Oh yes. In t-minus two-and-a-half weeks my crazy-ass family and I will be sitting on the beach in Cozumel for seven glorious days.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmnbJgvWK5iCg3I39c6DVA4WavsLhiYD5-M7wgO99-Z1TPlJzv60tgcjkKACb_T0xc2Ba7TeWlQSnjO72U9oTHXNvPS0-wqUUq1Zwd-qd_HdoAcD95g_ZzCXwrViWi01rmuYV-f5IiybQ/s1600-h/High+Five.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmnbJgvWK5iCg3I39c6DVA4WavsLhiYD5-M7wgO99-Z1TPlJzv60tgcjkKACb_T0xc2Ba7TeWlQSnjO72U9oTHXNvPS0-wqUUq1Zwd-qd_HdoAcD95g_ZzCXwrViWi01rmuYV-f5IiybQ/s320/High+Five.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338351111579993874" border="0" /></a><br />Exactly.<br /><br /><br /></div></div>Talk With No Thoughthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576678945636366003noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7259019726676009889.post-88954712948229860212009-02-08T08:45:00.012-05:002009-02-08T16:21:09.413-05:00Tennesse, Tennessee, Ain't No Place I'd Rather Be<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPtDJ7X9LusStLw72rtZGPL5rSwdkb8xZZ8wt5V7S9j-CtKjPQksq0mLVmTq7SZTnMQpY6w8zGNZT7R2rZPk8bJXyfdDS6wimX92jC250gg-5Xm1yJ8TjxXhJmuBzegksrHdlOvJCN_lI/s1600-h/Bonnaroo+Please.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPtDJ7X9LusStLw72rtZGPL5rSwdkb8xZZ8wt5V7S9j-CtKjPQksq0mLVmTq7SZTnMQpY6w8zGNZT7R2rZPk8bJXyfdDS6wimX92jC250gg-5Xm1yJ8TjxXhJmuBzegksrHdlOvJCN_lI/s320/Bonnaroo+Please.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300426482966285874" border="0" /></a><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal">Ladies and gentlemen I officially have my BONNAROO TICKET.<span style=""> </span><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal">For those of you who don’t know, my Bonnaroo partners-in-crime (I’m looking at you Pinnah and Mattel) and I skipped Bonnaroo last year.<span style=""> </span>It wasn’t out of “its gone too commercial!” or any of the other festival-that-is-successful-shit-talking but more <span style=""> </span>bc the line-up was crap.<span style=""> </span>Nonetheless, we were totally bummed we didn’t go. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">This year?<span style=""> </span>Well if you haven’t checked out the artist line-up (this is only first round, many additions to come), you need to do so now.<span style=""> </span>Check, check, check, check it out:</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p><a href="http://www.bonnaroo.com/news/2009/02/03/bonnaroo-2009-lineup.aspx">Bonnaaroooooooooooo</a></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a href="http://www.bonnaroo.com/news/2009/02/03/bonnaroo-2009-lineup.aspx"><br /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqx1GRlpg7mk1zzPKVGzFLUngopu_1fXYAHYpi2FJ3XHrvbt0M54R-3IcsIq-APwQf6zOUkttbWl9F7Q1elpEkK2A4hjI9Fmy9UffTVQ60P_2Zu7MmxVAyZJl3dKEaXv4uoxfN84_dOEE/s1600-h/Bonnaroo.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqx1GRlpg7mk1zzPKVGzFLUngopu_1fXYAHYpi2FJ3XHrvbt0M54R-3IcsIq-APwQf6zOUkttbWl9F7Q1elpEkK2A4hjI9Fmy9UffTVQ60P_2Zu7MmxVAyZJl3dKEaXv4uoxfN84_dOEE/s320/Bonnaroo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300427135728327378" border="0" /></a></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p><br />And the best part of the whole thing?<span style=""> </span>My favorite person in the world is going with us for the first time (I’m looking at you Nootle).<span style=""> </span>Oh yes, my sister has finally caved.<br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal">Good times are about to be had.</p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOGlh8mC1g7xQ4UEmgtGmeZxb68oaRgvEbupi2X5o4RRQTbgqMmsLQhmR63j9lZyhKgeBN-G7Fp5W3ICt3z3OtqaSSVsRWdUnFC0bsQqXwQFb9GTTfHJbKx94SMtrLVOlNV7DhTy0CtTc/s1600-h/View+from+stage.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOGlh8mC1g7xQ4UEmgtGmeZxb68oaRgvEbupi2X5o4RRQTbgqMmsLQhmR63j9lZyhKgeBN-G7Fp5W3ICt3z3OtqaSSVsRWdUnFC0bsQqXwQFb9GTTfHJbKx94SMtrLVOlNV7DhTy0CtTc/s320/View+from+stage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300427334152604946" border="0" /></a><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p>Talk With No Thoughthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576678945636366003noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7259019726676009889.post-91265622897992013052009-01-16T08:12:00.005-05:002009-01-18T11:22:22.440-05:00Keep Me, The Black Keys (I wasn't tagged either but here it is anyways)What does your music library say about you?<br /><p class="MsoNormal">1. Put Your ipod on Shuffle.<br />2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.<br />3. You must write down the name of the song.<br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal">What do your friends think of you?<br />So Happy Together, New Found Glory (Remake, although I think the band is tagged wrong in my itunes)<br /><br />If someone says, “Is this okay?” You say?<br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iLOf1f_Qz6Y">Help Me Mary, Liz Phair</a><br /><br />How would you describe yourself?<br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AQQtvdCyb5A">Gin and Juice, The Gourds</a> (Remake…obviously)<br /><br />What do you like in a guy/girl?<br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x6kGSN0P8HA">Baby’s Got Sauce, G. Love & Special Sauce</a><br /><br />How do you feel today?<br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PEDO6ac3qNA">Sugar Magnolia, The Grateful Dead</a></p> <p class="MsoNormal">What is your life’s purpose?<br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G4mDIpYHxWY">Keep Fishin, Weezer</a><br /><br />What is your motto?<br />Anybody Else But You, <a href="http://www.moldypeaches.com/">Moldy Peaches</a> (I’m waaaay pre-Juno, but thank you for killing the album)<br /><br />What do you think about very often?<br />Bueno Vista, <a href="http://www.starlightmints.com/">The Starlight Mints</a><br /><br />What is 2 + 2?<br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZkA1vKm40qQ">Fee, Phish</a><br /><br />What do you think of your best friend?<br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hzFa8oYSFy8&feature=PlayList&p=3E0EEBB1FA861956&playnext=1&index=12">Sister, Do You Know My Name, The White Stripes</a><br /><br />What do you think of the person you like?<br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y1FHIP4mLxQ">Young Folks, Peter Bjorn & John</a><br /><br />What is your life story?<br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sXPJEX01qhk&feature=related"><st1:city st="on"><st1:place st="on">Woodstock</st1:place></st1:city>, Alice Smith</a><br /><br />What do you want to be when you grow up?<br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c1GMOvi39Y4">Rehab, Amy Winehouse Featuring Jay Z</a><br /><br />What do you think of when you see the person you like?<br />When You’re Smiling (The Whole World Smiles With You), <a href="http://www.louisprima.com/">Louis Prima</a><br /><br />What will you dance to at your wedding?<br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8PbgfvtGuVE">An American Girl, Tom Petty</a><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"> What will they play at your funeral?<br />Happiness Ball, <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kMwD4i39OoE">Ember Swift</a> (damn, be a LITTLE sad you guys)<br /><br />What is your hobby/interest?<br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kMwD4i39OoE">Let The Devil In, TV On The Radio</a><br /><br />What is your biggest fear?<br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mRYWCKHp_k4">Party At Your Mama’s House, Widespread Panic</a><br /><br />What is your biggest secret?<br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JhByPwIoDv0&feature=PlayList&p=A9C442D17E9BC449&playnext=1&index=46">Where Is My Mind, Pixies</a><br /><br />What will you post this as?<br />Keep Me, <a href="http://www.theblackkeys.com/photos/">The Black Keys</a></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p>Talk With No Thoughthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576678945636366003noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7259019726676009889.post-8973671377832358192009-01-12T21:10:00.005-05:002009-07-05T21:33:10.882-04:00Weekend Update :: Volume 8<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz3fNlKHvtnVKcvkpi83ebpnK82LrIUJYz6Q30-dcvCW_zy-YuJrKktOaNmPJr88gIbyaadlVEzW5IBGrsAouRPi0BN54-04BBIYSwWgIkVXbDRhpDJ86ZJ90bmrERcH1hOhM3yb9UJQM/s1600-h/The+Hoff.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 174px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz3fNlKHvtnVKcvkpi83ebpnK82LrIUJYz6Q30-dcvCW_zy-YuJrKktOaNmPJr88gIbyaadlVEzW5IBGrsAouRPi0BN54-04BBIYSwWgIkVXbDRhpDJ86ZJ90bmrERcH1hOhM3yb9UJQM/s320/The+Hoff.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290597275623974178" border="0" /></a><br /> I should be totally upfront and say that until April, I have no extra time. At all. So once again all I have for you is a single quote:<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">What i said to Xena (who is my new favorite person besides the obvious favorite people):</span><br /><br />I love you like I love David Hasselhoff. And puppies. And puppies on a naked David Hasselhoff.<br /><br />==<br />I promise to be more consistent with this blog. I promise to do stupid things and then rat myself out here for everyone to read. I promise to tell you how nice you look and to tell you how much I miss you when you're not around. I promise to bake you cookies and deliver them (still hot from the oven) to you while you lounge in bed. At the very least I promise to hang out with drunk people and write down what they say.Talk With No Thoughthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576678945636366003noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7259019726676009889.post-65794562008322874162009-01-05T22:19:00.006-05:002009-07-05T21:33:29.467-04:00Weekend Update :: Volume 7<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2HCLNiEwhhyIP38XBYq8X08an2yNcGHy3TNXI64LtalPTKM-iD4bLvDOnng3dubEC1YjTx9IYYHoxWKpuhe1IiEfD8JovgdOU56yjTltZicE44GUAHJbmUlCXx6LiG9GX4nc6EHxzF0Y/s1600-h/happy+kitty.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 86px; height: 124px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2HCLNiEwhhyIP38XBYq8X08an2yNcGHy3TNXI64LtalPTKM-iD4bLvDOnng3dubEC1YjTx9IYYHoxWKpuhe1IiEfD8JovgdOU56yjTltZicE44GUAHJbmUlCXx6LiG9GX4nc6EHxzF0Y/s320/happy+kitty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288020939482271202" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I found that two weeks off work where you wake up at 11AM and are drinking by 2PM makes it hard to go back to real life. Today I just kept walking up to my co-workers and doing the "shaykah, shaykah" cocktail move...but they would just frown and patiently shoo me away. </span><o:p></o:p><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><i> All this being said, I only have one quote from the weekend:<br /><br /></i><span style="">Goonslur, who was out of town and has two cats I checked in on and one wii I want to permanently “borrow,” received a text from me:<i><br /><br /></i>"Your pussies have been pet, but I did not fiddle with your wii"</span></p><p class="MsoNormal">==<br /><span style=""><i><o:p></o:p></i></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">That is all.<span style=""> </span>Regularly scheduled programming will convene in t-minus two days. I’m busy as what.<br /></span></p><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span><br /></span>Talk With No Thoughthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576678945636366003noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7259019726676009889.post-50655616844023688862008-12-31T01:26:00.006-05:002009-01-01T00:59:17.503-05:00Prepare To Qualify<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2i40rwz0FY_pTB7y6LroyJy37Nebsjp-5ooi8jWpD0DYaEBlEnO8_xONZINvxUKvVcUJdGWrIiOeFbN-LPtJqyEuS3cyaLikCaIDAFLmhAU6lc172f5OcQ1LJmEfdsremPL6fdkx2lQo/s1600-h/Pole_Position.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 224px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2i40rwz0FY_pTB7y6LroyJy37Nebsjp-5ooi8jWpD0DYaEBlEnO8_xONZINvxUKvVcUJdGWrIiOeFbN-LPtJqyEuS3cyaLikCaIDAFLmhAU6lc172f5OcQ1LJmEfdsremPL6fdkx2lQo/s320/Pole_Position.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285840245961253554" border="0" /></a>Based on what I did last night it's around 1985: <ul><li>Played original Atari “Pole Position”<br /></li><li>Watched two episodes of <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KgssjkrRqA4">“The Golden Girls”</a></li><li>Had Honey Nut Cheerios for dinner</li><li>Went into a blind panic when I couldn’t find my last package of <a href="http://www.pezlist.com/mcpez/images/pezpics/candy/originals/straw11.jpg">strawberry pez</a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;"> (I found it, don’t worry)</span></span></li></ul> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Here’s to hoping 1986 is just as boss.<span style=""> </span>Happy New Year!</p><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"></span>Talk With No Thoughthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576678945636366003noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7259019726676009889.post-60951672497415034452008-12-29T00:51:00.006-05:002008-12-29T01:13:15.362-05:00Weekend Update :: Volume 6<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT_BQ7xT6Sj6_h9F9b4-mQgHkxmwQd0b_U4YHfpJN18bvMGqsvIBcLPi1wtZMM3dkQSmCEp_5MIJh_fVFMaMDWmqDBqDD8W1XnDk02z59zskvBsge7J_uQCLW2xCrtaIW2WxAK7tTLu7w/s1600-h/whitesnake.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 142px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT_BQ7xT6Sj6_h9F9b4-mQgHkxmwQd0b_U4YHfpJN18bvMGqsvIBcLPi1wtZMM3dkQSmCEp_5MIJh_fVFMaMDWmqDBqDD8W1XnDk02z59zskvBsge7J_uQCLW2xCrtaIW2WxAK7tTLu7w/s320/whitesnake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285089799575603586" border="0" /></a><span style="text-decoration: underline;"> </span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT6uz9Op4ZSw5AeOsKPm50D3MKYItTscrSw2CWYUO9OnO6tpcnN9uGsukndwSirUY53xHsnVAolKl0WbCgk4qAwdPJ5O_qNLlPbH1jzhwHN7gbyBudRw3y_qa5E-RHalS6jKU2X6Fv_-o/s1600-h/Frosty+and+Co.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 140px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT6uz9Op4ZSw5AeOsKPm50D3MKYItTscrSw2CWYUO9OnO6tpcnN9uGsukndwSirUY53xHsnVAolKl0WbCgk4qAwdPJ5O_qNLlPbH1jzhwHN7gbyBudRw3y_qa5E-RHalS6jKU2X6Fv_-o/s320/Frosty+and+Co.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285089797995633858" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><p class="MsoNormal">Sheepie describing her dance style:</p> <p class="MsoNormal"></p><blockquote>Just think of me as a sunbeam.</blockquote><p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="">On a related note</i><o:p><br /></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Sheep’s Friend describing Sheepie’s dance style:<o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"></p><blockquote>She looks like a dinosaur being born.</blockquote><p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">==</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Nootle, while watching a commercial for the Trans-Siberian Orchestra:</p> <p class="MsoNormal"></p><blockquote>I don't get why people are all pumped about the Trans-Siberian Orchestra.<span style=""> </span>It’s basically the orchestral version of Whitesnake playing “Frosty The Snowman.”</blockquote><p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">==</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Me, on Dec 26<sup>th</sup>:</p> <p class="MsoNormal"></p><blockquote>People should quit bastardizing Christmas and turn off their Christmas lights.</blockquote><p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="">Although I’ve documented my feelings on Christmas <a href="http://talkwithnothought.blogspot.com/2008/12/lets-do-it-for-sweet-baby-jesus-whos.html">here</a>, <a href="http://talkwithnothought.blogspot.com/2008/12/ho-ho-ho-yo.html">here</a>, and <a href="http://talkwithnothought.blogspot.com/2008/12/year-of-strawberry.html">here</a>, by the afternoon of Dec 25th I’m completely over it. It annoys the hell out of my sister.<o:p></o:p></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="">==<o:p></o:p></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Random girl outside of The Garage:</p> <p class="MsoNormal"></p><blockquote>My hair would be so much cuter in <st1:place st="on"><st1:state st="on">Colorado</st1:state></st1:place>.</blockquote><p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">==</p> <p class="MsoNormal">This week’s lesson:<span style=""> </span>I should move to <st1:state st="on"><st1:place st="on">Colorado</st1:place></st1:state>.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">This week’s challenge (look it’s a challenge!): <span style=""> </span>Name a Whitesnake song without googling it.<span style=""> </span>GO!</p>Talk With No Thoughthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576678945636366003noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7259019726676009889.post-37452869359992594722008-12-22T23:08:00.005-05:002008-12-22T23:15:52.620-05:00Weekend Update :: Volume 5<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikFLof-VZRt0JJojJZ__ZTZz1TB7A38r15sRlCAub-0pqnKLYuWsQfbldsb3i1jtrCnK6oDAtQ6Oz5Va78E7XYXmCTNgHv18cye1e4mBD1hwOX1BQlBf6479YpHFL1R82v-7e3Rx_m_s4/s1600-h/Bull+Shannon+Night+Court.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikFLof-VZRt0JJojJZ__ZTZz1TB7A38r15sRlCAub-0pqnKLYuWsQfbldsb3i1jtrCnK6oDAtQ6Oz5Va78E7XYXmCTNgHv18cye1e4mBD1hwOX1BQlBf6479YpHFL1R82v-7e3Rx_m_s4/s320/Bull+Shannon+Night+Court.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282833207971929650" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal">Nootle, who is weeks away from being 29 but who has the Christmas enthusiasm of a 7-year-old:</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Let’s shake presents!</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">==</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Pinnah, while shopping for princess attire for her trip to Disney World with her niece over Christmas:</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Princess dresses weren’t built for Dolly Parton boobs.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="">Pinnah has a lot of boob <o:p></o:p></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style=""><o:p> </o:p></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="">==<o:p></o:p></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Me to Noodle:</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Just so you know why your life is about to change, I’m now DVRing “Night Court.”</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style=""><o:p> </o:p></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal">==</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Lesson:<span style=""> </span>I spent my entire weekend shopping with Pinnah and Nootle, and there was apparently no time to be funny. And I like “<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2WRCggZ3GQU">Night Court</a>.” <i style=""><o:p></o:p></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p>Talk With No Thoughthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576678945636366003noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7259019726676009889.post-11726140924562573652008-12-21T13:12:00.017-05:002008-12-21T18:46:40.093-05:00The Year Of The Strawberry<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3SVCowaDro8kJ_SQra2C0TdoynaiulnQhlUER4o3P_j0lRIoxLk0whipbE51q9BWi9su5oJ4zAkIYqosjgfDIFI12KniAQt7mPmb95lejA_OTZ-h7MgiTDZCjGuJvUxFsWUSrFcPuTA0/s1600-h/Strawberry.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 115px; height: 114px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3SVCowaDro8kJ_SQra2C0TdoynaiulnQhlUER4o3P_j0lRIoxLk0whipbE51q9BWi9su5oJ4zAkIYqosjgfDIFI12KniAQt7mPmb95lejA_OTZ-h7MgiTDZCjGuJvUxFsWUSrFcPuTA0/s320/Strawberry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282311304420392978" border="0" /></a><br />With Christmas only a few days away, Nootle and I started talking about Christmases from when we were growing up (Nootle’s my younger sister).<span style=""> </span>She decided her favorite Christmas was the year she got her “My Little Pony Castle” (obviously, I mean wow).<span style=""> </span>And while the year I got my “<st1:place st="on"><st1:placename st="on">Annie</st1:placename> <st1:placename st="on">Mansion</st1:placename></st1:place>” is a close second, I’d have to say my favorite Christmas was without a doubt the year I got my Strawberry Shortcake bike.<span style=""> </span>It really was as amazing as it sounds. (Stay with me guys, there’s a cameo by Superman) <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">I was the picture of blissfully happy that Christmas morning in 1981 (I was four) as I mounted the pink, berry covered bike of my dreams.<span style=""> </span>This thing was tricked out with TWO woven plastic baskets, red and white streamers, and three – count them three – pictures of the queen herself, that diva of the berry-people, <a href="http://www.boostjuicebars.com/images/content/L_3B_015-shortcake.jpg">Strawberry Shortcake</a>.<span style=""> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">My brother, who is less than a year and a half older than me and understood the importance of this bike, made sure to take a close looksie at the inner workings of this fine piece of machinery before I played with it.<span style=""> </span><st1:state st="on"><st1:place st="on">Berry</st1:place></st1:state> bike or not, I could get hurt.<span style=""> </span>He seemed sufficiently pleased though:</p><p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYKk8EVFDyIlCw0Ll16kMbh8JArIwvF2Ii_jEbI-aFQ-eBdBC_VdqLoTN_G2Tjmlt4UwBfgh2IYtqM0WOmZAxAaQ32me_V24G-CXn5x-Ae0K1pYjxcXrmvbagIrzsui1r5-GgHnRlKDXQ/s1600-h/Me+Ben+and+Bike.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 190px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYKk8EVFDyIlCw0Ll16kMbh8JArIwvF2Ii_jEbI-aFQ-eBdBC_VdqLoTN_G2Tjmlt4UwBfgh2IYtqM0WOmZAxAaQ32me_V24G-CXn5x-Ae0K1pYjxcXrmvbagIrzsui1r5-GgHnRlKDXQ/s320/Me+Ben+and+Bike.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282310057477758818" border="0" /></a></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:10;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:10;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">(Ok sorry, I clearly lied about that Superman thing.</span></span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;" > </span><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">It’s really just my brother in his Superman pajamas. Don’t be mad.)</span></span><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">So there I was, standing there with this new mode of transportation, this sign of my new-found independence, this nod of confidence in my responsibility from my parents wondering how it could get any better.<span style=""> </span>Well ladies and gentlemen, how about a MATCHING JOGGING SUIT. I couldn’t believe how sophisticated I was. I was coordinated with my bike for christ sakes!<span style=""> </span>It was unbelievable.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">So I call my bff Mattel and you won’t even believe this:</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFwT8kwXRwm_Z0thZO3XLMuVHVRpfBIgDQFvyedYnBid9x4l0BEMB9Lv-b3aDGsaW_5o5Ma9W3w2CvcC6RJLxsU5xUAdsTMZe0FEvx7TKFFyFWZJyhrPUuh2YGI_9_XGKwrW3PUYriiYg/s1600-h/me+and+stacy+and+bikes.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 279px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFwT8kwXRwm_Z0thZO3XLMuVHVRpfBIgDQFvyedYnBid9x4l0BEMB9Lv-b3aDGsaW_5o5Ma9W3w2CvcC6RJLxsU5xUAdsTMZe0FEvx7TKFFyFWZJyhrPUuh2YGI_9_XGKwrW3PUYriiYg/s320/me+and+stacy+and+bikes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282310063366261330" border="0" /></a></p><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:78%;"><br />(Me on the left, Mattel on the right)</span><br /><span style="font-size:10;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:10;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">She had the exact same christmas.*</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">And with that, I hope you get every bike, berry, and bff you wish for this year.<span style=""> </span>I bet you’ve earned it.<span style=""> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Happy Holidays! </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">*Please note our parents did not plan this.<span style=""> </span></p>Talk With No Thoughthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576678945636366003noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7259019726676009889.post-2331746111823178402008-12-19T09:14:00.002-05:002008-12-19T09:20:16.757-05:00Ho, Ho, Ho, yoI am in love with Christmas.<span style=""> </span>I write it notes hoping it will check yes,<span style=""> </span>I send it flowers hoping it will like them, I dry hump the Christmas tree hoping I’m not being to “forward” (because above all else, I’m a lady).<span style=""> </span>I can’t get enough of Christmas.<span style=""> </span> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p>Just so you know I mean it and I’m not just a tree-humper, this is a list of Christmas themed shows/movies I’ve watched in the last five-ish days (keep in mind I’ve been sick so I had more extra time on my hands than I ever wanted):</p> <ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"><li class="MsoNormal" style=""><st1:place st="on">Chevy Chase's</st1:place> Christmas Vacation – 2 times</li><li class="MsoNormal" style="">A Christmas Story – 2 times</li><li class="MsoNormal" style="">Dr Seuss’ The Grinch Who Stole Christmas (animated) – 1 time</li><li class="MsoNormal" style="">Dr Seuss’ The Grinch Who Stole Christmas (Jim Carrey) – 2 times</li><li class="MsoNormal" style="">I Want A Dog For Christmas, Charlie Brown – 1 time</li><li class="MsoNormal" style="">It’s A Wonderful Life – not even half (that’s the farthest I’ve ever gotten in that movie.<span style=""> </span>Meh.)</li><li class="MsoNormal" style="">The History of Christmas – 1 time</li></ul> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"><span style=""> </span><o:p></o:p><br />Listen, I am in no way proud of this.<span style=""> </span>I get how pitiful I am, I just don’t care.<span style=""> </span>It’s the one month out of the year where you get to throw tacky shit all over your house and get complimented on it.<span style=""> </span>(“Wow, that miniature gold sequined Christmas tree is AWESOME!”) It’s the only time of the year you get to ruthlessly and painfully spend money on people without being accused of having a “spending problem” and being told you should really “save your money” and “plan for the future.” It’s the only time of year where eating your weight in cookies is just a Tuesday.<span style=""> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;">So with that, I hope you are enjoying this time of year while simultaneously helping the economy through purchases for your loved ones.<br /><o:p></o:p><br />For the cat lover in your life:</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"><a href="http://www.perpetualkid.com/index.asp?PageAction=VIEWPROD&ProdID=2192">http://www.perpetualkid.com/index.asp?PageAction=VIEWPROD&ProdID=2192</a></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;">For the host/hostess in your life:</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"><a href="http://www.perpetualkid.com/index.asp?PageAction=VIEWPROD&ProdID=3044">http://www.perpetualkid.com/index.asp?PageAction=VIEWPROD&ProdID=3044</a> </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;">And for the romantic in your life:</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"><a href="http://www.perpetualkid.com/index.asp?PageAction=VIEWPROD&ProdID=3076">http://www.perpetualkid.com/index.asp?PageAction=VIEWPROD&ProdID=3076</a></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;">And for the commie with bad breath in your life:</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"><a href="http://www.perpetualkid.com/index.asp?PageAction=VIEWPROD&ProdID=2893">http://www.perpetualkid.com/index.asp?PageAction=VIEWPROD&ProdID=2893</a></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;">So go suck up some holiday joy!<span style=""> </span>Just make sure you check it twice, you don’t want to suck up anything that’s not holiday joy.<span style=""> </span>Or maybe you do, I don’t really know you.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;">Happy Holidays!</p>Talk With No Thoughthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576678945636366003noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7259019726676009889.post-76792556374616187192008-12-16T01:22:00.014-05:002008-12-16T11:37:13.416-05:00Infected<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm6TFhPKY62nppFOE2mDLqRR914QLOgnyiLBAHxLaUvbqsrJ47C3wFDT-Cz1Jp7SH-lQgFy18ayvQEswapYie0OLkampoVJ9pFmz-BG9r6LqX7m1fC77AONEqcHMs8xh16veCF3F48haE/s1600-h/projectile+vomiting2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm6TFhPKY62nppFOE2mDLqRR914QLOgnyiLBAHxLaUvbqsrJ47C3wFDT-Cz1Jp7SH-lQgFy18ayvQEswapYie0OLkampoVJ9pFmz-BG9r6LqX7m1fC77AONEqcHMs8xh16veCF3F48haE/s320/projectile+vomiting2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280414468497001362" border="0" /></a><br />You guys?<span style=""> </span>I’m sick.<span style=""> </span>Not the kind of sick where you know you’ll be healthy again at some point in your life.<span style=""> </span>I’m the kind of sick where I can’t even see health on the horizon because of all the projectile vomit that is obscuring my view.<br /><br /><span style=""> </span> <div style="text-align: left;">No kidding, I’m disgusting. And because I’m always the over-achiever, I’m multi-tasking on the different ways one can be sick.<span style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.threadbombing.com/data/media/2/disgusted.gif"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 172px; height: 142px;" src="http://www.threadbombing.com/data/media/2/disgusted.gif" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /></div><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH4g8MMsNp0ysrG9wWnsRWOhC2tS9KKYipmqpQz7byIf2ENGhNqoRtSr6B0JyPqsKZ4pAoXUCvgY5Sv4h_VquD5BvPd-MeTEd4bPQwspHibXJFN8vjdFNgdnZHGpwqHWUf9dX-gmPvOCA/s1600-h/Toilet+Paper.jpg"><br /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.threadbombing.com/data/media/2/disgusted.gif"><br /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><br /><br /><br />Yeah it's gross but life isn't always pretty.<br /><br />Send help. <span style=""> </span>And saltines. <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p>Talk With No Thoughthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576678945636366003noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7259019726676009889.post-65213996964865883872008-12-14T23:58:00.005-05:002008-12-15T00:26:40.498-05:00Weekend Update :: Volume 4<p class="MsoNormal">Nootle on her eating habits:<o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">I wish I’d quit eating like a hippo.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="">Please understand that Nootle is little but she could still be a contender for one of those professional eating contests.<span style=""> </span>Especially if it was a balsamic reduction eating contest.<span style=""> </span>(that was funny to exactly three people).<o:p></o:p></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal">==</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Sheepie, after sniffing her armpit:</p> <p class="MsoNormal">It smells like a gyro under here!</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="">Sniffs it again<o:p></o:p></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style=""><o:p></o:p></i>Maybe a hot dog stand.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p>==</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Me at Pet Supplies+</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Where are your dog yamika’s?</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="">Turns out they don’t sell them.<o:p></o:p></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal">==<br /><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Nootle, who was being taken home early bc her flu made its appearance in the form of fear-of-vomiting panic around 10PM Saturday night:</p> <p class="MsoNormal">I just wish I’d throw up and get it over with</p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Pinnah, who was with us in the car:</p> <p class="MsoNormal">I can help you with that.</p><p class="MsoNormal">==</p><p class="MsoNormal">Lesson: Even if your crisis is puking at I-90 W and McKinley Ave, your friends will still help you.<br /></p><br />Now go revel in holiday joy my gyro-scented favorites.<br /><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style=""><o:p> </o:p></i></p>Talk With No Thoughthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576678945636366003noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7259019726676009889.post-17586292779440044582008-12-11T21:57:00.002-05:002008-12-11T22:57:24.345-05:00Top Ten Reasons Why I’m Not Jogging Tonight<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 41.25pt; text-indent: -23.25pt;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span style=""><span style="">10.<span style=""> </span></span></span><!--[endif]-->My day kicked my ass, and if your day kicks your ass you then have license to sit on said ass for the rest of the evening.</p> <ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="9" type="1"><li class="MsoNormal" style="">“National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation” just came on and I’d be a fool to walk away now.<span style=""> </span>“Bend Over And I’ll Show You.” (dedicated to Billy).</li></ol> <ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="8" type="1"><li class="MsoNormal" style="">I’m in the middle of convincing myself that it is in fact spring and if I go outside I might notice otherwise.</li></ol> <ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="7" type="1"><li class="MsoNormal" style="">With the holidays just around the corner, it’s important I maintain my weight.<span style=""> </span>Now is not the time to half-ass things.</li></ol> <ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="6" type="1"><li class="MsoNormal" style="">I just don’t want to, so back off. Damn.</li></ol> <p class="MsoNormal">Does it smell like pee in here to you?<span style=""> </span>Because my dog is on steroids again (for real) which means she pees more, and I’m paranoid I didn’t get home in time.<span style=""> </span>Do you smell something?<span style=""> </span>I mean if you don’t, fine - but you’d tell me if you did smell something, right?<span style=""> </span>What were we talking about?</p> <ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="5" type="1"><li class="MsoNormal" style="">It’s hard for me to stay focused on something for long.<span style=""> </span>My attention span has been compared to that of a curious monkey (thank you Nootle), so jogging for any real amount of time can be trying. <br /></li></ol> <ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="4" type="1"><li class="MsoNormal" style="">It’s cold outside, yo. (see: #8)</li></ol> <ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="3" type="1"><li class="MsoNormal" style="">I don’t have an adequate bra for jogging so my boobs always end up doing their best impersonation of an overzealous cheerleader at a high school football game.<span style=""> </span>OMG GO TEAM!</li></ol> <ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="2" type="1"><li class="MsoNormal" style="">Due to over-consumption of some delicious wine last night at Bar Cento, I feel a bit “off.”<span style=""> </span>I might end up leaving a trail of stomach bits to find my way home, a la Hansel and Gretel.</li></ol> <ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="1" type="1"><li class="MsoNormal" style="">It’s hard to jog and eat Burger King fries at the same time.<o:p></o:p><o:p><br /></o:p></li></ol> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="">Follow-up:<span style=""> </span>I went, although I’m using the word “jogging” very liberally here.<span style=""> </span>(see:<span style=""> </span>walking).<span style=""> </span><o:p></o:p></i></p>Talk With No Thoughthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576678945636366003noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7259019726676009889.post-85659316403142547192008-12-08T00:20:00.000-05:002008-12-08T00:20:00.432-05:00Weekend Update :: Volume 3<p class="MsoNormal">Flash reviewing his plan for the evening at Mahall’s:</p> <p class="MsoNormal">I promise not to throw up this time.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">==</p> <p class="MsoNormal">With all seriousness Nootle said:</p> <p class="MsoNormal">I’m so glad I have cocoa butter again.<span style=""> </span>You guys don’t understand - I’ve been using blistex and it’s been total hell.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">==</p> <p class="MsoNormal">On how I did in the “Turkey Trot” run downtown:<o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">I was passed by senior citizens who were jogging with their elderly pets.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="">(funny because it’s true. really.)<o:p></o:p></i></p>Talk With No Thoughthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576678945636366003noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7259019726676009889.post-24981725244802713072008-12-05T07:33:00.006-05:002008-12-05T08:17:52.676-05:00Gift IdeaStop stressing out about what to get me, I'll tell you what I need. I need a JetPack.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7KS6n-EFwPQkZVwT8jnt16Xo0O0hrreqtnETU_nD5_JmoqugtEYe3C6btT00Kb6AF8aRKnqZjC2W0NtEeLh0clnA-sFMofOe_M9nEUTQ3KXCfXD260hTxBH86IIaiyIv0yoE9EjMk5KU/s1600-h/JetPack.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 163px; height: 148px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7KS6n-EFwPQkZVwT8jnt16Xo0O0hrreqtnETU_nD5_JmoqugtEYe3C6btT00Kb6AF8aRKnqZjC2W0NtEeLh0clnA-sFMofOe_M9nEUTQ3KXCfXD260hTxBH86IIaiyIv0yoE9EjMk5KU/s320/JetPack.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276294542943405954" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://mightygoods.com/archives/2008/12/jetpack"><br />http://mightygoods.com/archives/2008/12/jetpack</a><br /><br />You're welcome.Talk With No Thoughthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576678945636366003noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7259019726676009889.post-84629150153576075042008-12-04T17:32:00.004-05:002008-12-07T00:11:02.896-05:00Optimism<p class="MsoNormal">Guitar playing homeless man:<span style=""> </span>Hi there.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Me:<span style=""> </span>Hi, how are you?</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Guitar playing homeless man:<span style=""> </span>Just living the dream!</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Me:<span style=""> </span>Ok, have fun then.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p>==</p> <p class="MsoNormal">That's one shitty dream.</p>Talk With No Thoughthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576678945636366003noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7259019726676009889.post-31685871062066062522008-12-02T00:10:00.002-05:002008-12-07T00:13:02.436-05:00Doing It For The Sweet Baby JesusDon’t judge me on it, but I freaking loooove christmas. I’m not one of those people who wear the flashing “HAPPY HOLIDAYS!” sweaters (…in public), but I am one of those people who take full advantage of having a free pass to buy presents.<span style=""> </span>The minute my fork hit the plate after thanksgiving dinner, my debit card began inching its way out of my wallet despite the S.O.S. being transmitted from my weeping bank account.<span style=""> </span> <p class="MsoNormal">The most rock-solid purchase of the weekend had nothing to do with buying awesomeness for others, but instead it came in the form of two unmatched socks. Lookie:</p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBmWCPUG7IkSqUuV7f5kAY0odqoWqCIuT-d3hYKfHklg2wqvKBKCP-J_fTyVd8PjGYYz1-iYm-UwyIdYd_Z5wTD7ahh3A2hcWgUo67RKii7ijTRkN4ACi_7FbYbAL3Ik_O1vSuzXm8gAU/s1600-h/img197.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBmWCPUG7IkSqUuV7f5kAY0odqoWqCIuT-d3hYKfHklg2wqvKBKCP-J_fTyVd8PjGYYz1-iYm-UwyIdYd_Z5wTD7ahh3A2hcWgUo67RKii7ijTRkN4ACi_7FbYbAL3Ik_O1vSuzXm8gAU/s320/img197.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275042529263064034" border="0" /></a></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">How sweet are those? They immediately reminded me of christmases at our cabin in <st1:state st="on"><st1:place st="on">colorado</st1:place></st1:state> where many a happy memory (complete with magic fairy dust in the wake of a snowmobile) were made.<span style=""> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">So in the spirit of kicking off the holiday season the way god intended, I invite you to meet me for a drink where we will link arms and (drunkenly) sing christmas carols.<span style=""> </span>I’ll even wear those fancy socks up there.<span style=""> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Happy (it’s way too early to be saying this, I’m so sorry) Holidays my favorites!</p>Talk With No Thoughthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576678945636366003noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7259019726676009889.post-54764734603314398222008-12-01T08:46:00.005-05:002008-12-19T18:57:59.197-05:00Weekend Update :: Volume 2Nootle, after Thanksgiving dinner <p face="arial" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p>“I officially just became your bulimic friend.” </p> <p face="arial" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p>==</p> <p face="arial" class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p><a href="http://loungekitty.net/">Lounge Kitty</a> on stage at Brothers Lounge<br /><o:p></o:p><br />“Don’t hold it against me, but I just killed your Christ.” </p> <p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal">==</p> <p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal">Pinnah, who hates Christmas</p> <p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal">“I feel nauseous, although it could just be the Christmas spirit.” </p> <p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p>==</p> <p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p>Me, talking with my best friend</p> <p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal">“I don’t know why I don’t like blue cheese.<span style=""> </span>It just hits the back of my throat wrong….kind of like his wiener.” <span style=""> </span>*points to best friends boyfriend*</p> <p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p>Talk With No Thoughthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576678945636366003noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7259019726676009889.post-69283775358167641662008-11-24T22:51:00.009-05:002008-12-04T18:16:38.387-05:00Horned Potatoes<p class="MsoNormal">Well hey dair! I was totally missing you.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">=</p><p class="MsoNormal">Thanksgiving is in t-minus two days, and since I’m a veggie my focus tends to lean towards the side dishes.<span style=""> </span>And since I’ve set more than one kitchen aflame, I tend to look for side dishes that are easy, tasty, and for the most part hard to leave a house in a charcoaled state of mind. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">So in preparation for Thanksgiving I’ve been looking for the BEST MASHED POTATOES EVAAAR recipe.<span style=""> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Listen, I love mashed potatoes.<span style=""> </span>They make me salivate to the point of needing to put on my bright orange floaties, slap some zinc on my nose, and jump in the deep end.<span style=""> </span>They’re just good.<span style=""> </span>This is a fact.<span style=""> </span><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">After sifting through thousands of recipes (actually, none) I decided to go with Giada De Laurentiis’s <a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/giada-de-laurentiis/-baked-mashed-potatoes-with-parmesan-cheese-and-bread-crumbs-recipe/index.html">Baked Mashed Potatoes with Parmesan Cheese and Bread Crumbs</a>.<span style=""> </span>Her recipe won not only because I happened to catch an episode of <i style="">Everyday Italian</i> where she showcased her skills on the potato, but mainly because it consists of two different kinds of cheese - I would eat my dog’s poo if someone sprinkled two kinds of cheese on it.<span style=""> </span>I’m nothing if not refined.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="">On a side note:<span style=""> </span>My dad once found a bag of potatoes in our pantry that had sprouted horns.<span style=""> </span>He apparently found them right as I was walking in the kitchen, which prompted him to greet me with “WATCH OUT! HORNED POTATOES!” and proceeded to throw a potato at my face (which in all fairness it did have horns, so I basically had it coming).<span style=""> </span><o:p></o:p></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style=""><o:p> </o:p>For months after this I would get in my car and find horned potatoes.<span style=""> </span>Except at this point the horned potatoes had evolved to have toothpick legs and arms.<span style=""> </span>There’s no point to this story except that if you think about it, that’s sorta weird.<span style=""> </span>I mean this went on for mooooonths.<span style=""> </span>You had to admire his dedication.<o:p></o:p></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">So anywho - the mashed potatoes.<span style=""> </span>I meant to test my recipe before the big day but that of course didn’t happen.<span style=""> </span>So if you have any cooking tips regarding potatoes or any other ideas on how to ramp up the awesomeness of these already awesome potatoes, feel free to leave me a comment. (ahem).<o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">I’ll go ahead and notify blogspot so they know why their server crashed.<span style=""> </span>I’ll now just sit back and wait for the avalanche of comments.<span style=""> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Here’s to mashed potatoes, horned potatoes, and zinc on my nose.<span style=""> </span><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p>Happy Thanksgiving you cute little turkeys.<span style=""> </span><span style=""> </span><br /><o:p><br /></o:p></p>Talk With No Thoughthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576678945636366003noreply@blogger.com3