The truth about Elvis has been revealed. The similarities are uncanny. [via Opine Bovine]
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Month: February 2002
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Somehow, I Knew…
I just knew that Todd was up to no good. This just proves it.
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Monday Mission 2.7
I know, Monday was yesterday. I was busy – so here it is, a day late – the Monday Mission!
1. What’s the one thing you hope your Mother never finds out about you?
Hmmm… I think she’s already found that stuff out. And if she hasn’t, can’t post it here – she might read it!
2. Hair can just out-of-the-blue start growing on the most unusual places on our bodies? What is the oddest place you’ve had hair begin to grow?
Ewwwww… nowhere. Yet.
3. What do you think happens to us after we die?
As in, do we go to Heaven or Hell in a spiritual sense? I believe we do. Our physical bodies are left behind to decompose.
4. Skydiving, mountain climbing, bungee jumping, these are all pretty extreme and exciting experiences? Have you ever risked your life for that type of a thrill?
Not just no, but HELL NO.
5. What (if any) illegal drug do you think should be legalized? Care to explain?
Hemp. I think we should be able to make clothes out of hemp, use hemp oil, and hemp fuel. Other then that I’ve never been a big fan of drugs. Not even as a teen – never tried them.
6. Have you ever felt like you were under attack from a “dark force?” What happened?
The former employer. Thankfully we were all laid off and set free to see the light of day again.
7. Before my Dad passed away, we were all able to give some thought to his funeral together. At his service we decided to play the “Love Theme from Somewhere in Time.” What music would you like played at your funeral?
Hmmmm… Oh! Just for Promo, how about “Someday I’ll Fly Away…” from Moulin Rouge?
BONUS:[slightly revised] There was blood and a single gun shot, but just who shot who?
Guns? Shooting? I don’t know, but I’m outta here!
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Sending Some Love…
I was pretty tired when I got home last night, and since it was a postal holiday I almost didn’t check the mail. Then I remembered an e-mail from Mike, asking me if I had gotten any mail yet. I realized I didn’t check it on Saturday when we returned from the Rodeo, so I headed on over to check it … and what should I find? A box from Mike! Whoo hoo! Hand addressed and everything, with a card and my very own bag of conversation hearts to match the blog design! After opening the box (yes, right there at the mailboxes), I scooped out the rest of the mail and headed upstairs, giddy as a school girl with her Valentine’s Day card and candy.
As I sat on the couch working on a project of mine, I realized that in the stack of mail I had not gone through yet was a plain brown box. The return address was something odd, I figured it was probably just a software demo or something like that. Hmmm. Well, ok, I’ll stop and open it. What should I find inside? Another gift! Mike (a different Mike, there sure are a lot of Mike bloggers) sent me a DVD from my Amazon Wishlist for Valentine’s Day! Not just any DVD … Ferris Bueller’s Day Off. Still one of my all time favorite movies. I was so excited, if it hadn’t been 1:30am I would have popped it in the DVD player to watch it!
Thank you to both of you! I am so bad about checking my mail, they might have been there on Valentine’s Day & I didn’t even know it because I never suspected that anything was coming in the mail! I *truly* appreciate it! THANK YOU!
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Acerbic IM Sessions…
Last night, D and I were chatting away on the good ol’ IM. AIM, not Trillian, since AOL won’t let me use Trillian any more to access their service. D found some rather disturbing sites which I will leave alone for him to write about. But the drawings on one site led us on a quest. A quest for Wil Wheaton porn. We knew it just had to be out there. Well, I don’t know if D ever found the actual porn, but we did find the Wesley Crusher Estrogen Brigade. (Estrogen Brigade? WTF?) It is the home of much classic poetry and even anagrams of Ensign Wesley Crusher!
My favorite of the poems is posted below. Just for your viewing pleasure and because both Robyn and D were crushed by Wesley in the Bloggies. This is for you guys…
Wesley is a wicked Crusher
No-one on the ship is lusher
My heart goes zoot
When you’re in your jumpsuit
Ensign on the dotted line
I’d sign my life away
To see your pert ass every day
My friend Het said you were gay
She lied
But if you were I would’ve died