Archive for September 2007
Sunday Question
During the game on Saturday, I don’t know how we got on the subject, but we started showing odd little things about ourselves… for example, J’s arm looks really odd when she extends it a certain way. D can’t curl her tongue. Some folks can touch their tongue to their nose. I can put my thumb behind the knuckle of my index finger. Most of us have things we can do that we discovered in happenstance, on a dare, or just by being born that way.
What’s something about you like that?
First Match
Well, it didn’t go like I’d hoped, but at least I didn’t make a fool of myself. My partner and I lost our first match together 6-3, 6-4. I don’t mean to take away from the other team, but we gave away several points with bad shots. We both said that neither of us played our “A” game.
I don’t mind losing when I’m beaten because the other person/team is better, but when I bring about my own defeat, it frustrates the heck out of me!! I made some good shots, and so did my partner, but we were both inconsistent. The other team was much more consistent.
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The Post About No Posting
Since I won’t be around tomorrow to post my daily post, I’m posting now about the fact that I won’t be around to post it.
So feel free to NOT post any responses to this non-post.
I’ve NEVER Been This Nervous About Speaking :)
Habits and Quirks
I’ve really got nothing of interest to write about, but this crossed my mind last night, so, of course, it becomes blog fodder.
What are some habits or quirks of yours that, if viewed from an objective observer, might appear to be a bit on the obsessive-compulsive side, or at the least, a quirk? Here are some of mine: Read the rest of this entry »
Growing Tired of the Possum Factor
Okay, so notice the time stamp on this post. As I begin to write this, it’s 1:40am. I was sitting here watching “The Golden Girls,” and I hear Maggie barking. I go to the window to quietly tell her to shush. As I’m standing there making sure she doesn’t continue, I hear Scout sort of whimpering and what sounds like someone noisily trying to climb my privacy fence! I’m figuring that Scout is probably tearing up something (my fear, a cat) that is trying to climb the fence to get out of the yard and away from him.
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My Canine Killing Machine
For those of you keeping score, Scout is now up to killing two large possums, one medium-sized possum, and one HUGE raccoon. One turtle, fortunately, escaped death—probably only due to the fact that Scout didn’t have a can opener nor opposable thumbs. Unfortunately, I didn’t find the last possum until it was in a very advanced state of liquifying decomposition. I almost didn’t make it through the disposal process.
Goal for tomorrow: Rig fence to keep critters out!
Yuck!
Surprise Contact
Yesterday, I received a MySpace message from someone with a woman’s name (initials VNM, for privacy’s sake). Normally, I would have thought it was some SPAM that managed to get through, but the subject line was “Are you originally from Tallassee?” The message was short and was inquiring as to whether I grew up in Tallassee. There was no indication of who this person was nor why/how they found me.
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I Want My Mommy!
I admit it, when it comes to visiting the dentist, I become a nervous wreck!! I had very bad experiences as a child with a less-than-kind dentist, who drilled on my teeth with no novacaine (ask my mother if you don’t believe me), and it’s scarred me for life. Yes, I’ve been many times as an adult, but have never kept up the regular six-month visits like I should. I brush my teeth like I should, of course, but I don’t floss regularly. I like Ellen DeGeneres’s comments about flossing: “I floss religiously…. every Christmas and Easter.”
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Random Thoughts on a Monday
Marcel Marceau:
I saw where Marcel Marceau, the famous mime, died over the weekend. It dawned on me that, in his case, it might be more appropriate to have “a moment of noise” in memory of him.
Horrible Death:
In Redwood City, CA, a young man who was working at a place that manufactured circuit boards was overcome by fumes and fell into a vat of sulfuric acid. In the news story, it stated that he “drowned.” I’m thinking that having his flesh eaten off down to the bone and beyond might have had a part in it as well. Yeesh! What a horrendous way to go!
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