Thursday, November 30, 2006

Killer Whale Attacks Trainer

Guys, I'm very scared...

Watch this video of a Killer Whale attacking its trainer at Sea World San Diego. The Whale takes the trainer by the foot and drags him underwater. You can't really see the attack...but, I'm so scared that they'll put this Whale down because of this. Do you think? They are saying the trainer is in good condition with just a broken foot. Granted, you can't say "just", the poor guy suffered a broken foot and I understand that. But, you surely can't expect to kill an animal for that right? Oh Gawd, I don't think I want to know.

Brain Teaser 1

Halving Seven:

7 + 7 = 12

Can you prove that seven is half of twelve?




Okay, I can't wait any longer...here you go:



The Roman numeral for seven (VII) can be made by cutting the Roman numeral for twelve (XII) in half horizontally (draw a line directly through the middle of the X). You end up with VII on the top...which proves that VII is half of XII.



I'll be back with another...

How Bizarre - Episode 2

Lost and Found:

A needle embedded in the knee of Mrs. Helen Jensen, of Seatlle, Washington, when she was a small child was removed from her baby some 30 years later.

Can you say OUCHY???

My Third Thursday Thirteen


Thirteen (and then some) Songs I Could Listen to Over and Over
  1. Far Away - Nickelback
  2. Lips of an Angel - Hinder
  3. These Arms of Mine - Otis Redding
  4. Unfaithful - Rihanna
  5. Crazy - Aerosmith
  6. I Don't Want to Miss a Thing - Aerosmith
  7. Magic Carpet Ride - Steppenwolf
  8. I Want You to Want Me - Cheap Trick
  9. You and Me - Lifehouse
  10. The End of the World - Skeeter Davis
  11. Ave Maria - Franz Schubert (composer)
  12. Perfect - Simple Plan
  13. Over and Over - Nelly feat. Tim McGraw
  14. The Tracks of My Tears - Smokey Robinson & the Temptations
  15. Brown Eyed Girl - Van Morrison
  16. Over the Rainbow - Judy Garland
  17. Just One More - George Jones


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Wednesday, November 29, 2006

6 Weird Things About MeMe!

Okay, do I seriously have to boil it down to just six? This might be hard...

But, regardless, Mike tagged me with the 6 Weird Things About Me MeMe...so, here ya go.

  1. I don't like chocolate, can't stand it - gross! I like hot chocolate though, love it actually.
  2. I love to color - I have tons of coloring books around my house and I'm 29 years old (sorry, it's as cathartic as blogging). I've been found bribing my young nephews to color with me so that I don't look like a real freak. Luckily, J understands my freakiness and accepts it.
  3. I can't eat any red-sauced pasta without rolls. And, I have to stuff my rolls (after removing the insides) with whatever red-sauced pasta I'm eating. I've often thought of opening a restaurant of these types of dishes, but figured most people would think it's gross.
  4. I'm 100% positive that I like animals more than I like people. I have often commented that I'd save an animal in danger before I'd save a human. I am very certain about this too. The only charities I support are animal-related (well, except Cancer Society - since my dad survived Colon Cancer). Okay, fine, I give all kinds of junk to the Goodwill too...but I'm pretty sure that's just so I don't have to throw it away.
  5. My hands canNOT be dirty, sticky or wet. I'll lose my mind over this. There are several dishes that I can't cook because it involves getting my hands dirty. I've been known to wash my hands 15 times a day at work (people are starting to think I'm nuts). Can you spell O-C-D?
  6. I have an abnormal obsession with books, yet I rarely read the millions of books I buy. I'll spend hours in a book store (along with J) and I'll be so excited to buy books. I start books, I get half way through the first chapter and then I never finish because I forget I was reading a book. The sad thing is that my work often has book fairs and I am stuck browsing through great books and I feel overwhelming urges to buy several. Oh man...I'm getting anxiety-ridden at the thought.

Like I said, that was hard. Not because I couldn't think of weird things, but because I couldn't narrow it down to just six. :0)

So, now I have to tag six folks...crapola, who do I tag? I feel bad tagging the same people I tagged earlier for the Christmas Songs MeMe, but I really don't know anyone else. What do you think? Did you say, "who gives a poo"? Cool...here we go then!

Omaha Jen

Little Miss Sassy

Tiffany - Queen of the World

Dee Snider - aka Twisted Sister

The Windmills of My Mind

Sorry guys - I had to do it, you can handle it, I know you can.

Christmas Taggle!

Skittles tagged me! This MeMe is pretty simple: List (at least) five of your favorite Christmas tunes and tag (at least) five of your favorite blog friends to keep the MeMe going. Simple, huh?

My Favorite Christmas Songs:

"Little Drummer Boy"

"Nuttin' for Christmas"

"O Come, All Ye Faithful"

"Rockin' Around the Christmas Tree" by Brenda Lee

"We Three Kings of Orient Are"

And, one more for good measure, "Let It Snow"

All of my favorite songs (with the exception of Rockin' Around the Christmas Tree) could be sung by anyone, it wouldn't matter, I love these songs. Most of them are old school and are close to my heart. I love them.

I tag:
Little Miss Sassy
Omaha Jen
Tiffany - Queen of the World
Dee Snider - aka Twisted Sister
The Windmills of my Mind

What to do with a MeMe: Copy the idea of the MeMe into a new post onto a new post on your blog. Fill in the answers. Tag people!

Now, tag people little grasshoppers!

How Bizarre: Episode 1

Okay, I decided to do a litlte "How Bizarre" thing every day. I will post bizarre and unusual, but true, stories. So, here is Episode 1.

Abilities and Achievements of Children:

Helen Riordan climbed Pikes Peak in 1921 (14018 feet) - at the age of three!

Tuesday, November 28, 2006

Catch Up

I know I haven't really written anything lately, but I promise to get some info up on The Gangs of St. Louis. I haven't had any time to sit and gather my info. I guess I could update you on the rest of my life, although it's been pretty boring without J. Over the weekend, I just cleaned, shopped and put Christmas decorations up outside. See? Told ya, nothing special.

Yesterday, I got my birthday gifts from my brother because this is the first time he's been in town since my birthday. I have some weird fetish about Trivia. I love it, I can't control myself. So, since I already have all of the other Trivial Pursuit games, my brother got me Trivial Pursuit - Totally 80's Edition which I canNOT wait to play. I think my brother should play with me at Christmas. Anyway, he also got me a tool kit (since J takes all of his tools with him on tour, I am left without a hammer, screwdrivers, or anything else I might need). I love this tool kit. It has everything - I was too excited. So I just went through everything last night like a little kid on Christmas morning.

Oh, Sunday night, mom and I put up the Christmas decorations outside. While we were digging through the Christmas stuff in my basement, we found some old ornaments from when I was a kid. Again, I was giddy with excitement after finding these ornaments. You see, my mom has a theme Christmas Tree (all glass, Old World or Christopher Radko ornaments) and I have a theme Christmas Tree (all red, white or silver ornaments), so we haven't used these old ornaments in at LEAST 10 years. I found a Strawberry Shortcake (I loved Strawberry Shortcake as a kid) , a Best Friends ornament (with Christine & Mikala written on it - we grew up together), some ballet slippers of mine and some of those old reindeer that we made out of clothespins (this is a picture of them just so you know what I'm talking about - these aren't ours though, these are off the internet). I used to take forever to put the Christmas Tree up when I was a kid, because I wanted to sit and go through each ornament before we put them on the tree. I loved all of the ornaments, still do. Man, I miss Christmas as a kid!

As a kid, my brother and I took turns each year waking each other up on Christmas morning. See, we usually celebrated Christmas Eve early into the morning of Christmas Day. We'd start out at my aunt and uncle's house or at my grandma's (my mom's brother or her mom). We'd stay there until about 10:30 pm. Then, we'd head over to my other grandma's house (my dad's mom). We'd either hang out there or head over to Midnight Mass since my dad's family were devout Catholics (okay, I'll tell the truth, I never went to Midnight Mas - except for maybe when I was real young). I guess we usually got home around 2:00 or 3:00 in the morning (maybe earlier). My parents always wrapped presents on Christmas Eve (that way it seemed like Santa came while we were asleep), so my parents would often be up until 5:00 or 6:00 in the morning wrapping or putting together gifts . My mom often comments that the worst was when they had to put together my Barbie Dream House because it had all the little pieces for the refrigerator like little eggs, milk, etc. Anyway, my parents would go to bed and get about 1/2 an hour of sleep before us kids woke them up. It's funny, my brother who is 6 1/2 years older than I am, would often wake me up. Then, it was always my job to wake my parents. After waking them, we'd run into the living room and start ripping open our gifts! Those mornings were the best mornings of my life (so superficial huh?). I'd open a few and then I'd stop to watch my brother open a few just to see what kind of stuff he got. Then, after everything was said and done, I'd get on the phone to my best friend, Christine. We'd talk about what each other got and then we'd go to each other's houses. In the afternoon, my mom's family would come over to our house - we'd eat ham, talk, show our presents to our cousins, see some of their presents and just hang out. By the time evening rolled around, I was so tired I would crash in the living room. I can almost smell the cinnamon candles and the food now. Man, I miss those days.

Geez, how'd I get off on that tangent? Oh yeah, with the ornaments. Sorry guys...I should go for now...

Monday, November 27, 2006

Camera Pics


I decided to show you guys what I take pictures of...I'm just going to post what is on my camera as we speak. They are pretty boring unless you're J - most of these were taken and sent to J (since he's out of town and won't be home until after New Year's). I try to show him our Christmas Decorations...here ya go.


First off are my favorite ornaments this year (sent to J).

Then, ya got my living room:


My very SMALL house (I don't like a lot of decorations, because it will end up looking horrific).

And, finally, my little Beanie - with freaky eyes!

As Prompted

I had originally vowed to myself not to do what I'm about to do, but I buckled. Skittles, along with several others, have posted the contents of their purse. Skittles even took it a step further and posted pictures (I love seeing pictures of other people's lives). Well, I thought I'd do the same thing. So, here you go folks, although I promise it's nothing spectacular or interesting.

My purse:



The contents of my purse:

Shall I list? Well, we've got a wallet, checkbook, calculator (in between wallet & checkbook), cell phone, iPod (with GORGEOUS CARDINALS SKIN), brush, Tylenol, Orbit gum, Kleenex, powder, lip gloss, allergy eye drops, lubricating eye drops, lip shimmer, fingernail file, tweezers, and a hair rubberband.

I just realized that my keys aren't in there...but they were on the kitchen table when I did this. Sorry, you'll just have to deal without seeing my keys - I know, "oh the humanity"!

Sometimes I Just Wonder

There is a certain question that I ask myself on a daily basis. I have asked J this question in the past and I have even gone around my office asking others. Skittles reminded me of it when I read this "Just a Quickie" post. But...

If you could do anything in the world (a hobby, a job, a career), money and time weren't an issue, what would it be? What would you do?

I would open my own no-kill animal shelter and I would hire the best Vet in all the country so that we could save as many animals as possible. I dream about this on a daily basis. I have dreamt about this for years. God, why couldn't I be rich?

J says that he'd be a student for the rest of his life. He loves to learn and he loves to learn about all kinds of things. It's odd, most people don't know this but, J is a History Teacher. He got his degree in Education and he is Missouri State Certified. Unfortunately, since he looks very young, it was hard for him to find a job (my mom's cousin who is the Principal of a high school that J applied to said that J looked too young). That is why J is a Stagehand now. I feel so bad for him because he loves everything about teaching, education and learning. He is an awesome teacher (he taught and coached wrestling at a high school but was discriminated against because of how young he looked - like getting asked for hall passes in the halls, etc.) and I was in awe by his lesson plans, etc. The education field is missing out...

So, I pose my question to you - If you could do anything in the world (a hobby, a job, a career), money and time weren't an issue, what would it be? What would you do?

Friday, November 24, 2006

Ya Think?

How do they know this stuff? I don't see any way they could tell what color my eyes should be from the questions they asked. I guess I'm just freakin' because my eyes are brown.

Your Eyes Should Be Brown
Your eyes reflect: Depth and wisdom
What's hidden behind your eyes: A tender heart

Who'da Thunk?

I love these quizzes and I love dogs, so I took the "What Common Breed of Dog Are You" quiz and the description attached to my results closely resembles me and my personality. I don't know much about Malamutes though, anyone out there know much about them? Does this description match the typical Malamute personality? Maybe I want one.


Take this quiz

Blogger Comments


I was browsing other Thursday Thirteens and when I tried to comment, I kept getting an error! It's PISSING. ME. OFF!!!! It says some nonsense about how there's an error and the engineers have been notified. This has been happening yesterday and today. And, it's only on certain blogs, I was able to comment on a couple.

Anyone else running into this problem? I'm about ready to scrape my eyeballs out of my head if I see the error again. It irritates me because I want to show my appreciation and admiration, and I'm not able.

Wednesday, November 22, 2006

My Second Thursday Thirteen


Thirteen Things I Love About Thanksgiving

  1. Stuffing
  2. Seeing family
  3. Waking up to the smell of the turkey (can't do that anymore)
  4. Setting the table for dinner
  5. Getting the day off of work
  6. The midwestern autumn weather
  7. The St. Louis Parade
  8. The Macy's Parade
  9. Thanksgiving TV
  10. Broccoli & cauliflower covered in Velveeta
  11. Aaaaaaaple Pie!!!!
  12. Sitting around the kitchen table chatting with family
  13. Being reminded of all the things I have in which to be thankful


Okay, so I was feeling anxious tonight and decided to do two TTs.


Thirteen Things For Which I'm Thankful
  1. God
  2. My health
  3. My wonderful and supportive family
  4. My wonderful boyfriend, J
  5. Our nice, little home
  6. A job that I am able to go to everyday
  7. My beautiful, sweet, dog, Beanie
  8. The financial means to live well
  9. I was raised in a nice home and nice community
  10. I have a computer to blog on everyday, several times a day
  11. The blessing of a college education
  12. Having the ability to learn about and feel true love
  13. Every experience in my life (regardless of how horrible)that made me the person I am today


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I hope you all have a wonderful Thanksgiving. Gobble, Gobble!

Save Mikala?

Okay, so I have been following the blogs of Sheila and Leigh Ann. Both of these blogs are about the trials and tribulations of erasing debt. I just found out today that Leigh Ann has wiped out her debt and that's got to be the most empowering feeling in the world. And, just in time for the holidays. I'm very jealous. But, I'm very happy for her too.

I guess I'm wondering if I have a problem with debt. I would love to focus my time and energy on paying off my credit card debt, but I'm not sure I want to face the truth yet. I'm not sure I want to tell everyone online how much I owe. I'm actually very good with money and I had no problems whatsoever until I bought the house. Now, my credit cards are all a lot higher than I'd like and I'd love to be able to pay them off. I know I could do it, but I hate waiting for 2 years to do so. Let's just say, my total debt right now is...over $7500. I pay $100 every pay period on each credit card, but it doesn't leave much money to work with afterwards. And, my debt doesn't seem to be going away.

Okay...I guess the point of my post is...do any of you have any suggestions or tips? Any advice?
Do I need to be saved from my debt? I'm guessing credit card debt over $7500 isn't exactly good, right? Help me!

Tuesday, November 21, 2006

9/11

Okay, I'm sure this is all coincidental and that these types of things can be found in every tragic event if searched. But, I must say these are some pretty weird things. I'm sure you've heard this one and/or received the e-mail, but I thought I'd add it here. I'm at home going through my e-mail (I had 1700+ e-mails because I haven't checked them lately) and I came across this e-mail. Part of me thinks I've seen this already, but the Wingdings thing doesn't ring a bell. Read on - crazy coincidences. And, might I add that SOMEONE has waaaay too much time on his/her hands, but who am I to judge. :0)


1) New York City has 11 letters

2) Afghanistan has 11 letters.

3) Ramsin Yuseb (The terrorist who threatened to destroy the Twin Towers in 1993) has 11 letters.

4) George W Bush has 11 letters.

5) The two twin towers make an "11"

This could be a mere coincidence, but this gets more interesting:

1) New York is the 11th state.

2) The first plane crashing against the Twin Towers was flight number 11.

3) Flight 11 was carrying 92 passengers. 9 + 2 = 11

4) Flight 77 which also hit Twin Towers, was carrying 65 passengers. 6+5 = 11

5) The tragedy was on September 11, or 9/11 as it is now known. 9 + 1+ 1 = 11

6) The date is equal to the US emergency services telephone number 911. 9 + 1 + 1 = 11.


7) The total number of victims inside all the hi-jacked planes was 254. 2 + 5 + 4 = 11.

8) September 11 is day number 254 of the calendar year. Again 2 + 5 + 4 = 11.

9) The Madrid bombing took place on 3/11/2004. 3 + 1 + 1 + 2 + 4 = 11.

10) The tragedy of Madrid happened 911 days after the Twin Towers incident.

Now this is where things get totally eerie:

The most recognized symbol for the US, after the Stars & Stripes, is the Eagle. The following verse is taken from the Quran, the Islamic holy book:

"For it is written that a son of Arabia would awaken a fearsome Eagle. The wrath of the Eagle would be felt throughout the lands of Allah and lo, while some of the people trembled in despair still more rejoiced: for the wrath of the Eagle cleansed the lands of Allah and there was peace."

That verse is number 9.11 of the Quran.

Still uncovinced about all of this..?! Try this and see how you feel afterwards, it made my hair stand on end:

Open Microsoft Word and do the following(TRY THIS FOR REAL)

1. Type in capitals Q33 NY. This is the flight number of the first plane to hit one of the Twin Towers.

2. Highlight the Q33 N

3. Change the font size to 48.

4. Change the actual font to the WINGDINGS

Scary Huh??

The Why's and How's of Men

Another e-mail I received from J's mom. She's been sending some doozies. I like this one. It's definitely funny ha ha.

1. WHY DO MEN BECOME SMARTER DURING SEX?
(because they are plugged into a genius)
2. WHY DON'T WOMEN BLINK DURING SEX?
(they don't have enough time)
3. WHY DOES IT TAKE 1 MILLION SPERM TO FERTILIZE ONE EGG?
(they don't stop to ask directions)
4. WHY DO MEN SNORE WHEN THEY LIE ON THEIR BACKS?
(because their balls fall over their butt-hole and they vapor lock)
(You're laughing, aren't you?!?!)
5. WHY WERE MEN GIVEN LARGER BRAINS THAN DOGS?
(so they won't hump women's legs at cocktails parties)
6. WHY DID GOD MAKE MEN BEFORE WOMEN?
(you need a rough draft before you make a final copy)
7. HOW MANY MEN DOES IT TAKE TO PUT A TOILET SEAT DOWN?
(don't know.....it never happened)
( C'mon guys, we laugh at your blonde jokes!)
And my personal favorite:
8. WHY DID GOD PUT MEN ON EARTH?
(because a vibrator can't mow the lawn)

You Think These Are True?

I received these in an e-mail, can someone tell me if these are true. I guess the one I'm most concerned about is golf one (the first one), I had someone tell me that was an urban legend - anyone know for sure? Oh, and guess what...I did try to lick my elbow. I wonder if Gene Simmons can do it, ya think?


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Many years ago in Scotland , a new game was invented. It was ruled "Gentlemen Only...Ladies Forbidden"...and thus the word GOLF entered into the English language.
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The first couple to be shown in bed together on prime time TV were Fred and Wilma Flintstone.
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Every day more money is printed for Monopoly than the U.S.Treasury .
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Men can read smaller print than women can; women can hear better.
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Coca-Cola was originally green.
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It is impossible to lick your elbow.
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The State with the highest percentage of people who walk to work: Alaska
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The percentage of Africa that is wilderness: 28% (now get this...)
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The percentage of North America that is wilderness: 38%
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The cost of raising a medium-size dog to the age of eleven: $6,400
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The average number of people airborne over the U.S. in any given hour: 61,000
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Intelligent people have more zinc and copper in their hair.
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The first novel ever written on a typewriter: Tom Sawyer.
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The San Francisco Cable cars are the only mobile National Monuments.
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Each king in a deck of playing cards represents a great king from history:
Spades - King David
Hearts - Charlemagne
Clubs -Alexander, the Great
Diamonds - Julius Caesar
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111,111,111 x 111,111,111 = 12,345,678,987,654,321
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If a statue in the park of a person on a horse has both front legs in the air, the person died in battle. If the horse has one front leg in the air the person died as a result of wounds received in battle. If the horse has all four legs on the ground, the person died of natural causes.
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Only two people signed the Declaration of Independence on July 4th, John Hancock and Charles Thomson. Most of the rest signed on August 2, but the last signature wasn't added until 5 years later.
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Q. Half of all Americans live within 50 miles of what?
A. Their birthplace
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Q. Most boat owners name their boats. What is the most popular boat name requested?
A. Obsession
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Q. If you were to spell out numbers, how far would you have to go until you would find the letter "A"?
A. One thousand
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Q. What do bulletproof vests, fire escapes, windshield wipers, and laser printers all have in common?
A. All were invented by women.
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Q. What is the only food that doesn't spoil?
A. Honey
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Q. Which day are there more collect calls than any other day of the year?
A. Father's Day
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In Shakespeare's time, mattresses were secured on bed frames by ropes. When you pulled on the ropes the mattress tightened, making the bed firmer to sleep on. Hence the phrase......... "goodnight, sleep tight."
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It was the accepted practice in Babylon 4,000 years ago that for a month after the wedding, the bride's father would supply his son-in-law with all the mead he could drink. Mead is a honey beer and because their calendar was lunar based, this period was called the honey month, which we know today as the honeymoon.
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In English pubs, ale is ordered by pints and quarts... So in old England , when customers got unruly, the bartender would yell at them "Mind your pints and quarts, and settle down."
It's where we get the phrase "mind your P's and Q's"
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Many years ago in England , pub frequenters had a whistle baked into the rim, or handle, of their ceramic cups. When they needed a refill, they used the whistle to get some service. "Wet your whistle" is the phrase inspired by this practice.
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~~~~~~~~~~~AND FINALLY~~~~~~~~~~~~

At least 75% of people who read this will try to lick their elbow!

Beanie

I am actually blogging from home (imagine that). So, I figured I'd put up some pics of Beanie. That last picture is of Beanie in her Cardinals jersey. She's a little worn out from the excitement of WINNING THE WORLD SERIES!! (Sorry Barb & Tiffany, I have to milk it for all it's worth).




Britney Parties with Paris

Can I just ask why that is newsworthy? I mean, they have that on MSN's homepage. Puhlease.

First off, that's a really strange friendship because Britney is white trash and Paris grew up with the proverbial silver spoon in her mouth. Actually, her spoon may have been Platinum. Regardless, I don't see what the two could have in common.

Brit pays $10 per hair extension and Paris pays approximately $1000 per hair extension. Brit's got two kids and a bad track record of loser boyfriends and husbands. And, might I add, Brit's not exactly "the cat's meow" (then again, neither is Paris, but she's definitely closer than Brit). Paris on the other hand has had boyfriends that are either Greek Shipping heirs or megastars. Oh wait, now that I think of it, both girls have gotten "loose" around a video camera - maybe they're exchanging trade secrets. What do I know?

I guess Brit thinks she'll meet a nice, rich, heir through Paris. Whatever. Good luck with that. I don't think it'll help when you're in the middle of a Las Vegas club stripping down to fishnets - does anyone other than the $.02 hookers on "the east side" (the crime-ridden, streetwalker covered area of Illinois directly across the Mississippi from St. Louis, MO.) wear these anymore?

Oh well, I guess we can expect more juicy gossip from the comeback wannabe. It should get interesting.

Monday, November 20, 2006

The Gangs of St. Louis - Chapter 1: The Mad Irishmen

Kerry Patch - in red square circa 1875

Where to start? I'll go ahead and start in the 1920's with a small neighborhood in St. Louis called "Kerry Patch". This neighborhood was the origin of several of the toughest Irish gangsters - sons of immigrants. Next to "Kerry Patch" was an Italian neighborhood referred to as “Little Italy”. These two neighborhoods are near the site of the present day Edward Jones Dome – home of the St. Louis Rams. A lot of battles would be fought on these grounds.

“The Egan Rats” was a gang conceived by a City Constable named William T. Egan. Egan’s biggest foe, Edward J. Hogan, was a State Representative, State Senator and a Business Manager for the Brewers and Soft Drink Workers Union. Hogan was also known as “Jellyroll” Hogan and was the son of a St. Louis cop. Along with his brother, James Hogan, "Jellyroll" developed his own gang.

“Jellyroll" and James decided to confront “The Rats” by cutting in on their action, which turned the early 20’s into a decade of gun battles inspired by money and hot, Irish tempers. It was a vicious decade with no signs of slowing down.

Despite popular belief, “Jellyroll” didn’t start the roar of the 20’s in St. Louis, Egan did. After flexing Egan’s influential muscle, President Woodrow Wilson granted commutation for a “Rat” Lieutenant named Max Greenberg in March of 1920. Greenberg had been convicted of stealing from an interstate shipment and had been freed from Leavenworth after serving only six months of his five year term. Even though Greenberg was granted freedom due to Egan's campaign, he felt no obligation to show Egan his appreciation and loyalty. A short while after Greenberg’s release, he defrauded Egan out of $2000 on a booze deal and became a turncoat that ended up devoting his life and loyalty to the Hogan brothers.

A year later, in March of 1921, Greenberg was gunned down at 6th St. and Chestnut while with a group of men including a loyal Egan activist named John Sweeney. In the end, Greenberg was merely wounded and Sweeney was dead.

Six months later Egan himself was gunned down outside a pub on 14th & Franklin while stepping outside for a breath of fresh air. Talk about your irony – this would be one of his last breaths. Nearby, a cop on foot heard the shots and ran to Egan’s side. Egan was then transported to the City Hospital located at 14th Street and Lafayette Avenue (this hospital is in the process of being redeveloped into lofts called The Georgian based upon the building’s Georgian Revival architecture). The city’s Police Chief and a priest from St. Patrick’s arrived shortly thereafter. At Egan’s bedside, he was asked, “who did this, Willie?” and he wouldn’t give any names out of respect for the “game”. He was a “Rat”, but not a rat. City Hospital picture taken by Jeff at Isucube.

After Egan’s death, a plumber and WWI veteran, William “Dinty” Colbeck, seized the throne over “The Rats”. And “Dinty” wasn’t about to be stopped. He was thoroughly convinced that Greenberg had been involved in Egan’s death. He was also confident that James Hogan was one of the gunmen that assassinated Egan. “Dinty” vowed to avenge Egan’s death by promising the deaths of Greenberg, James Hogan, Jacob Mackler (Hogan’s Lawyer), and two Hogan gang members named John Doyle and Luke Kennedy. In May of 1922, Kennedy was murdered and the Hogan’s retaliated by shooting up “Dinty’s” plumbing shop on Washington Avenue - but, no one was harmed in the shootings at the plumbing shop. Shortly after this incident, “The Rats” shot up Hogan’s home at 3035 Cass, merely causing more property damage, no carnage.


Chapter 1 will be continued tomorrow. I didn't have much time to look at the book and gather the information I wanted for the first chapter. I'll get it tonight

Your Dominant Intelligence is Musical Intelligence

Every part of your life has a beat, and you're often tapping your fingers or toes.
You enjoy sounds of all types, but you also find sound can distract you at the wrong time.
You are probably a gifted musician of some sort - even if you haven't realized it.
Also a music lover, you tend to appreciate artists of all kinds.

You would make a great musician, disc jockey, singer, or composer.
If you've been over to Skittles' Place, you'll see that I'm pretty much copying off of her today (with the quizzes). I'm ALWAYS tapping my fingers or feet. ALWAYS - I considered it my nervous tick. I do NOT enjoy sounds of all types (some sounds drive me nutty), but sounds are awfully distracting at times. I played the clarinet in school and was also trained on the saxophone and flute. I love music and I come from a long line of music lovers. My dad played the drums (learned at a very young age). My grandma and great aunt both played the piano by ear. I don't believe either had a lesson in their life. That amazes me. And, if you look at the list of songs on my iPod, you'll certainly see that I love music and artists of all sorts. I often thought about playing music as a career, but figured there were people far better than I. Interesting.

Stomach Sleeper

What Your Sleeping Position Says

You have a passion for everything - including sleeping.Outgoing and brash, you tend to still shock those who know you well.You tend to be selfish. You are the most likely type to hog the covers.You gravitate toward comfort and don't like extreme situations.

What Does Your Sleeping Position Say About You?

Most of this is true...I certainly do hog the covers and I do have a passion for everything. I used to be very outgoing and brash, now I'm starting to become a little shy (probably fallout from being outgoing and brash in the past). I don't think I've always been as selfish as I am now. I do appreciate comfort and I can't STAND extreme situations. So...isn't that weird? Does the sleeping position quiz work for you?

My Thanksgiving Horoscope

Thanksgiving Horoscope for Scorpio
You're the sign most likely to start a family fight.
Your signature dish: Cranberry sauce
Your signature dessert: Cherries jubilee
This holiday: Keep busy baking pies or taking wagers on the football game. It's best for you to stay out of any drama!

Believe it or not, YES this is me! As a matter of fact, I think I might have started a fight last year! :0) Leave it to me. And, I don't like football so much, I'm a baseball girl! I don't care too much for cranberry sauce either. But, I'm big on cherries.

Productivity

I had a very long and productive weekend. It may have turned out badly if I didn’t have the ability to just laugh at what life throws at me sometimes.

Friday night I went home, ate dinner and immediately started cleaning. Fun huh? I suppose I went to bed around 9:30 because I had to get up early on Saturday to take Beanie to the groomer. I must have slept very well because I went to sleep and didn’t wake up once until 7:00 a.m. when my alarm went off.

After the alarm went off, I jumped in the shower, threw on some clothes, grabbed Beanie & her leash and headed to the groomer. It’s just about a 10 minute drive, so I didn’t have to go far. When we got in the car, it hesitated slightly before starting, but I didn’t think anything of it. I dropped Beanie off at the groomer and headed home to do some work around the house. I soon realized taking a shower was in vain, because I sweated my butt off all day.

Around 8:00 a.m., I got home and decided to tackle the leaves. I have two 15 year-old Bradford Pears in my front yard and neither of them had a leaf left on them – they were all on the ground. I threw on my sweatshirt, jeans and tennis shoes and headed out. *I thank God everyday for my iPod, I think it would have been a very long day without it.* I raked all of the leaves in the front yard into six very large piles. After wasting time talking to several neighbors, I pulled out the leaf bags and started to pile the leaves into the bags. In the end, I filled three 30-gallon cans and 12 leaf bags – all by myself. Let me just say that the back of my thighs and my back still hurt, badly! But, it felt good to get things done. At 12:30, I had to get ready to pick Beanie up from the groomer.

I headed out at about 12:50 and stopped for gas on the way. Well, I got to the gas station, turned my car off and filled up my tank. I go to turn my car back on and guess what. It wouldn’t start! I was so embarrassed and furious. I knew it was either my battery or my alternator since every time I turned the key to try to start it, my windshield washer fluid and headlight washer fluid would come spraying out. Weird, I know. I had no idea what to do – I was at a loss. I’ve NEVER had a car break down on me – NEVER. Well, once I had a flat, but dad showed me how to fix those. So, I immediately grabbed my cell phone and tried to call my parents. Just my luck – they’re outside picking up leaves too and their cell phones were INSIDE! I was panicking. Finally, this very nice guy next to me (from KC) asked if he could help at all. I just told him that my car wouldn’t start. So, he had me try it again to see what was happening. He said that I still had a little juice and that I just needed a jump. He had his wife’s minivan and didn’t have his jumper cables or anything. I thanked him for looking and helping me pinpoint the problem and then he was on his way. After trying my parents about 400 times, I just went inside and asked the gas station attendant if anyone had any jumper cables. He was very nice and ran out to his car and ended up jumping me (sounds sexy doesn’t it? I assure you it wasn't). I was so appreciative. Finally, at about 1:15, I was on my way to get Beanie.

When I got to Kennelwood, I had to leave my car running so that I wouldn’t have to worry about starting it again. Then, Beanie came out and she looked adorable. She’s spoiled rotten because I paid an extra $20 for a spa treatment and $8 to get her teeth brushed! She got her paws and face scrubbed and she was bathed in “special, smelly good” shampoo. And, I really recommend getting your dog’s teeth brushed because she came out with the whitest teeth I’ve seen in a while. She was sooo soft and smelled so good. I figured she deserved it. So, we hop back in the car and head home (after going to Burger King for a Jr. Whopper).

When I got back home I thought I’d mow the lawn to manicure it a little more. I got the lawn mower out and tried to start it. Guess what. IT wouldn’t start either! It had gas, it had oil and it had a tune up. I couldn’t figure out why it wouldn’t start. My awesome neighbor, Bill, even looked at it for me and tried to start it for me – he couldn’t get anything out of it either. I was pretty fed up with mechanical devices by that time. So I just shoved the lawn mower back in the shed and squirted off my walkway, porch and driveway. I was pretty frozen by the time I finished outside and went inside to warm up. That’s when my mom called.

She asked if I had called. Uh…YEAH!! I told her what happened and she said it sounded like I needed a new battery (which by the way, it means nothing if the eye on your battery is still green). So, she and my dad headed out to my house. When they got there, my dad went outside and pulled the old battery out (in my car, the battery is under some casing that you have to have a ratchet to get to - ridiculous, but I do know how to do it). Then my mom, dad and I headed to Auto Zone for a new battery. Dad had them test it and sho’ nuf, it was dead. I was expecting to spend a good $100 since my car seems to be very expensive on everything. I kinda lucked out, it was only $45 for a 7 year battery with a 2 year warranty. Woo hoo! We went back home and dad put my battery in – the car worked fine! YEA!!! After a full day of picking up leaves, we were all pretty tired so my parents were going to head home.

But, before they left, I asked my dad if he could help me bring my Christmas Tree in since he was there (I didn’t think I could do it by myself). So, we got the Christmas Tree inside and decided to put it up. Let me just tell ya – you have to get one of these trees I got. It’s a pre-lit, pre-shaped tree and it took about half an hour to put up (with decorations and everything). You simply grab the three parts and stand them in the stand. Then, you connect the lights and you remove a belt and the branches all fall into place because they’re on hinges! Is that so cool or what? You have your tree up and lit in a matter of five minutes, then you just decorate. I love the way it turned out. Being the huge Cards fan that I am, I decided on a red, white and silver Christmas Tree – so ALL of my ornaments are either red, red & white or silver. The tree looks really good – here's a pic of it - do you see my crooked star? And, before you think it looks bare, I am one of those types that only puts lights and ornaments on Christmas Trees. Anyway, I finally allowed my parents to leave.

I guess I ended up going to bed around 10:30. I woke up Sunday morning around 8:30 and started in on my laundry. I watched three movies (Christmas with the Kranks, Little Man and for the life of me I can’t remember the third one). I went shopping a little and then came home and finished laundry. I went to bed around 10:30 and here I am.

I can’t believe its Monday already though – that blows. At least this will be a short week and I can’t wait until Turkey Day. We’re supposed to put up the rest of my decorations this weekend and I promised my parents I’d help them with their tree and decorations. So, here go the holidays – not a minute to spare.

AND I WANT A SIBERIAN HUSKY!!! I THINK I’M GOING TO GET ONE! They are so gorgeous and I have a thing for wolves and they kinda look like wolves. Beautiful animals!

Okay, that was my weekend. How was your weekend? What did you get done?

"Fatties"

Why is it so hard to love a fat, obese or overweight person? Why is it so hard to believe someone else cold love a fat person? Why is it so hard to believe that a “fattie” can be loved, admired or envied? Is our society really that superficial? If so, that may be the most disheartening trait of our society.

Okay, before you all wonder why I’m rambling about this “nonsense”, I’ll explain where it started. Last night, I was watching Cold Case (one of my favorite shows) and it was about an overweight girl, named Martha, who was murdered after a dating service fiasco in 1989. In 2006, a Latin hottie named Ramone committed suicide while watching Martha’s Love Juncture video and his suicide reopened Martha's "cold" case. Every cop on the show thought it was impossible that Rrrramone (that’s me rolling my “R’s”) could be interested in this girl. One cop even went as far as to suggest that maybe Rrrramone had some sort of fetish. It left the impression that people who love or enjoy the company of a fat person must be mentally ill - should that really be the message that the media or Hollywood should be sending to the public?

Later in the show, when the police find a secret room of Rrrramone’s, that suggests he stalked and possibly murdered fat women, it was almost as though it was confirmed – it’s impossible to care for, love or be attracted to a fat person. They even had to take it a step further when it was established that he didn’t stalk and murder these women, he simply conned them out of everything they had – naturally, because fat women are stupid too. Finally, when I didn’t think it could get any worse; Martha finds out that Rrrramone is conning her (when she walks in on him stealing her TV) and she is so desperate to keep this arse that she offers to be his accomplice in marrying, conning and murdering other fat girls so that they could be together and be rich.

Come on! Why are alcoholics, drug addicts and gamblers considered to be infected with a disease, but fat people are merely considered to be weak, lazy or disgusting? Most overweight people are victims of the same disease that alcoholics, druggies or gamblers suffer – addiction!

As a matter of fact, overweight people are far more affected by addiction. If you think about it, when alcoholics, druggies or gamblers are rehabilitated, they can quit their addiction cold turkey and are well on their way to recovery. But, what no one seems to understand is that overweight people always have to eat. They aren’t able to just quit and avoid their addiction. They are forced to face their addiction every day, three times a day. I think moderation is amazingly more difficult than avoidance.

At the end of the show, it was revealed that the fat girls were all so desperate for a good-looking man that they were willing to kill each other for this man. It was one of Rrrramone’s earlier “fat girls” that killed Martha because Martha told this girl that she was going to kill Rrrramone for making her do these horrible things. The other girl couldn’t live without Rrrramone, so she killed Martha. I had hopes that it would end with Rrrramone actually caring for Martha. Afterall, I still think it’s possible to be attracted to an overweight person. I guess, maybe, I’m the only one. Will society ever get past outer beauty and recognize inner beauty or even accept overweight people as beautiful? Maybe we have another 50 years for that. I think that’s sad.

Friday, November 17, 2006

That Wasn't Very Nice

I am nerdier than 25% of all people. Are you nerdier? Click here to find out!

This thing actually said that I was not real nerdy, but definitely not hip either! Oh well, sorry if I did homework on Friday night (when in college and had a Saturday morning class). Darn quizzes. :O) And, really, is there such a thing as a "Nerd Wannabe"?

The Gangs of St. Louis - Introduction

On rare occasions, I know things that most people don't or that most people shouldn't. Today it dawned on me that I know way too much about the old gangs, mobs or the Mafia in St. Louis. I have a book that taught me everything there was to know about gangs and the Mafia and I thought it'd be neat to post my own chapters (in my words and from my standpoint) every day or as often as possible. Today, I'm going to start off with an Introduction and after that I'll post a chapter about each family or "turf". I think it's very intriguing and hopefully you will too.
When you think of gangs, the Mob or the Mafia, what cities come to mind? New York? Chicago? Los Angeles? Las Vegas? I'm going to go out on a limb and assume St. Louis isn't on the list of cities that you'd associate with "gangsters". If that were so, unfortunately, you'd miss out on an infamous history of gangs. St. Louis played an important role in the history of gang or mob activity.

Al Capone visited St. Louis regularly and used the alias, "Al Brown", when staying at the old Jefferson Hotel. Most of his visits were in attempt to gain control over Southern Illinois, which is just across the Mighty Mississippi from St. Louis. But, even Capone knew the gangsters in St. Louis demanded respect and weren't to be taken lightly. He was once quoted as saying, "those guys are cuckoo" about the St. Louis mobsters he encountered. Shortly thereafter, the gang that "whacked" all the Italians that Capone sent to do his dirty work in St. Louis adopted the name, "The Cuckoos".

While there were always gangsters in bigger, better-known cities that were ruthless, frigid and rough, most all gangsters in St. Louis possessed those qualities. The simple fact is that the hoodlums in St. Louis could stand toe-to-toe with the biggest, baddest gangs in any city including New York, Chicago and Los Angeles.

The combined effectiveness of St. Louis gangs such as "The Cuckoos", "The Egan Rats", the Buster Wortmans, the Leisures, the Giordanos, and the Vitales left a gory, vicious trail of murders and crime. This was seldom seen in the United States at that time.

The gangsters of St. Louis created a folklore far more adored than any other. They were mysteriously worshipped and respected by other gangsters, citizens and anyone else knowledgeable of their dealings.

These men were envied for their big black luxury cars, fancy suits and beautiful homes. They were admired as businessmen as well as for their "toughness". And, these guys meant business - all business, all the time. They even got their grips on one of the best Boxers of all time.

Soon, you'll know more about these gangs, gangsters and families than you ever wanted to know. Enjoy.

The Daily Puppy

I, now, get this newsletter called The Daily Puppy. Jen got me hooked on it. But, anyway, this picture was on today's issue and I just melted when I saw it. You can take a look at more pictures of Barley at The Daily Puppy link above.

Is that the sweetest thing you've ever seen?

Man, I love me some doggies!

Thursday, November 16, 2006

I've Got Quite a Bit More to See


create your own personalized map of the USA

The states I've visited are in red above. I seem to have quite a bit more to see.


create your own visited country map

The countries I've visited are in red above. This is even worse, I really need to get out. I've only been to 5 countries - United States, Canada, Germany, Switzerland, and France. That's just sad. What's worse is...I LOVE to travel.

My First Thursday Thirteen

Thirteen Things J Will Miss/Has Missed While Out of Town
  1. My 29th birthday
  2. Halloween
  3. Shopping for our own Christmas Tree while in our very first house
  4. Shopping for Christmas decorations for our house
  5. Thanksgiving
  6. Putting up the new Christmas tree and decorations (I’m sure he’s happy about this)
  7. Shopping for Christmas presents
  8. Christmas Eve
  9. Christmas Day
  10. New Year’s Eve
  11. New Year's Day
  12. The beautiful cold weather in St. Louis during the holidays
  13. His mom’s birthday

Links to other Thursday Thirteens! (leave a comment and I’ll add you here!)

  1. Barb
  2. Tug
  3. Mom's Secret Life
  4. Cindy
  5. Miranda
  6. Ruth
  7. K T Cat
  8. You're Next!
I completely give up on trying to get my Linkies - it won't work for anything, so I officially give up. I'll just do it manually.

In case you haven't heard. J, my boyfriend of 7 years, is out of town for work. He's a Stagehand and he's working on a show tour in Texas. He left on October 29 and won't return until January 2 or 3 (somewhere in there). I miss him like crazy, but I am not mad at him or his job for being gone. He loves his job and enjoys the work. And, to be honest, I don't mind the alone time so far. It will be hard to be away from him for the actual holidays, but truth be told, he was gone for work last year during the holidays and I got through it just fine. Luckily, I have family that I spend the holidays with and that's just fine with me. Now, bring on the Thanksgiving dinner!

Wednesday, November 15, 2006

Someday I'll Figure Men Out

I was wandering around on The Counselor's blog (which I love because she talks about nifty little life lessons) and I saw this little quiz that asked if I was brave enough to take it. I thought, sure...I'm brave...sometimes...okay, well I call it "Selective Bravery".

Anyway, I think I might be able to figure men out someday, but probably not any time soon - especially seeing as how I just spent the whole day yesterday arguing with J about why he didn't call me Monday night. Yes, I'm one of those types of girlfriends.

Mikala is a Good Student of Men
She's pretty good at knowing what men are thinking. But she's not dead on 100% of the time. She needs to let her guy off the hook sometimes... because she may be reading him all wrong!

Without Further Ado

It's done, it happened, Jen in Omaha created a blogging community for all of us that do NOT fit into a blogging mold. It's called what the BLOG!? and it's absolutely elitist (ha ha, just kidding, well kind of).

Jen is a very smart and funny girl and you'd be special if you joined her community, I promise. Plus, there are already some really amazing members and you'd be cast off the Blogging Island if you didn't join. If you want to join, which would be a wise decision, go to what the BLOG!? and join damnit. In case some of you have a phobia about clicking on links, you can just type http://whatthebloggers.blogspot.com/ into your address bar (or you could overcome your phobia and click on the address) and it will magically take you to what the BLOG!?

One more time, what the BLOG!?

Did you hear me? I said, what the BLOG!?

She even made up some frickin' awesome buttons (I told you she was smart). Look!



I'm only showing these two because they look purdy on my blog! She has tons, well okay, not "tons", but a lawt!

Hump Day!

Okay, is it really only Wednesday? I mean, I could really use a Friday right about now. I am working on a few posts, but I've been so busy at work that I haven't had time to get them done. Then, by the time I get home, I have so much to do there that I don't get online. I'll try for today, I should be able to catch up on everything. I stress *should* because things change at the drop of a dime here at work.

Did anyone watch 3lbs last night? I TiVo'd it and tried to watch it right before I went to bed and it seemed like I was watching House, but this time the doctor was a brain surgeon and he has feelings. I think I liked it though. Any thoughts?

I have tons of ideas for posts, but I have to have the time to write them and post them without looking like a total defect. All I have time to do right now is ramble so that I can get these things off my mind. Like, why is it when I'm flying down the highway in the passing lane, someone who is, very obviously, going slower than I am has to pull over in front of me to stop me? Can someone explain it to me? I would really like to know why they feel the need to be the Highway Vigilante!

And, is it normal for people to eat tuna fish and drink milk at the same time? I mean, maybe it's my severe dislike of fish and dairy, but that just sounds downright nasty to me. There's this guy in our break room that does this every MORNING! Yes, people, in the morning for breakfast. Who on God's green earth eats tuna for breakfast? I don't get it, I really don't get it.

Finally, if I don't get rid of this sinus headache, I'm going to drill two holes into my face, one on each side of my nose and I'm going to let all the pressure out. Right now, it hurts so bad that my neck, upper back (between my shoulder blades), my shoulders, my eyes and my head are in constant, agonizing pain. I can barely keep my head up to look at the computer monitor, but I have to come to work. I keep doing the neck exercises I did as a dancer, but they only help for, maybe, 5 minutes. Then, the pressure just builds back up and I suffer again. Maybe if the weather would pick a frickin' season to stick with, I could live a happy, pain-free life!

Okay, I'm done.

Monday, November 13, 2006

Yummy Tagginess

Barb at Skittles’ Place tagged me and thank God she did, because I was running out of things to say!

Ten Things I've Done This Year (2006):

  1. Took in a stray dog and I love that dog with every fiber of my being.
  2. Gained weight (I seem to do that every year).
  3. Went to Opening Day at the St. Louis Cardinals' new Busch Stadium.
  4. Bought a house.
  5. Bought all new furniture, appliances and electronics for new house.
  6. Painted every wall in the house with the exception of the spare bedroom and basement.
  7. Screamed my vocal chords completely out of my head at the stadium as the St. Louis Cardinals won the World Series.
  8. Developed a new-found interest in my ailing blog and have updated regularly since.
  9. Became a Horse Hero and donated money to Charlotte, the abused Chihuahua.
  10. Turned 29

And, I have to slip this in here - we re-signed Jimmy Edmonds for another 2 years!!! YEA!!!!

I don’t tag anyone in particular since I don’t really know enough people to actually tag. But, Jen, please feel free to participate!

Christmas Shopping

Thanks to our wonderful Veterans, I had a 3-day weekend last weekend. Friday, I woke up and decided that I should watch TV since I don't usually get to see daytime TV. I watched Montel which was about Transgendered people (can ya believe they had a 6 year old on there?). Then, I watched Jeopardy - I love me some Jeopardy! What else did I watch? God, I don't remember. Must not have been very good, huh?

Anyway, Friday night it stormed and my power went out. That was fun. Luckily, it came back on about 30 minutes later. But, the problem is that my pilot went out on my furnace and I didn't realize it until Saturday night after I froze all day. I had to have my dad come over late Saturday night to relight the pilot. Now I feel special because I know how to light the pilot on my furnace. I felt kinda retarded Saturday when I had my dad drive 45 minutes to do it for me - seeing as how I work at the local electric/gas company. You'd think I'd know how to light a pilot, right? Nope, I didn't. But, now I do! Now, I know how to read the meters (elec. & gas), I know how to check for gas leaks (at the meter), I know how to change the filter on the furnace, and I know how to check the pilot (and light if necessary) on the furnace and water heater. Can you say, "EMPOWERED WOMAN"?

Sunday, my mom and I went shopping for Christmas decorations. I needed everything since this is my first Christmas on my own. We went to Garden Ridge (is it okay to say that on here?) and I spent way more than I should have. I bought tons of ornaments, a skirt for the Christmas Tree, some little decorative pieces, a wreath, some garland and a few other trinkets. Let me tell ya, it was fun! Then, from Garden Ridge, we ran over to Target (I love their house stuff). I spent more there than I spent at Garden Ridge. Have I ever told you guys how much of a bad influence my mom is with money? She's one of those "Oh just buy it, it's cute" types. Yeah, I end up throwing everything in the cart. I wound up getting more ornaments, candles and some T-shirts to sleep in at Target (along with some stuff I had to send to J). It was a very expensive day for me yesterday. Oh well - it was fun.

So, that brings me to this lovely Monday! At least it's Monday AFTERNOON now. I need to go home and clean, but I dread it so much! I'm sure I'll talk myself out of it by the time I get home.

Okay, I've rambled for way too long now. TTFN

Have You Noticed?

In case you all haven't noticed, I have changed my name as well as any names I mention on this blog. I also removed or deleted any posts or comments with my "old" name on them. I guess I'm trying to make this blog a little more anonymous so that I don't run into any complications.

So...

Hi! My name is Mikala, nice to meet you!

Thursday, November 09, 2006

Bloggate Debate

I just want to take this opportunity to thank those of you that weighed in on the Bloggate Debate. As I said in my comments, I really do appreciate the support and the comments. You all made my decision-making process a lot easier. I will, definitely, continue blogging. But, in order to avoid any further complications, I deleted the original post in question and any subsequent posts regarding Bloggate.

Again, thank you all! And, Blog on Blogettes!

Wednesday, November 08, 2006

Politics

Okay, I usually try to avoid talking about politics since my mom always taught me that you "shouldn't talk about politics or religion" with friends and family. But, let me just say THANK THA LAWD those damn commercials are over! I must admit, I'm also happy that I won't be getting any more goofy calls on my cell phone from any of the goofy candidates. I'm so happy, oh so happy, so happy and witty and briiight!

Tuesday, November 07, 2006

Circuit City - What a Steal!

Preface

I’ve been talking about the “Best Buy” incident in my “tidbits”, but it just occurred to me that it really happened at Circuit City in Crestwood (a town in the suburbs of St. Louis).

This story will make me look like a real loser, so please don’t read too much into it. You’d never know it by what I’m about to post, but I really hate thieves and I’m really not the thieving type. With my dad, the ex-cop, we got our butts whooped for even thinking about stealing something and I never did steal as a kid. Nor did I ever even joke about it again.

By now, you’re probably already thinking that I was a real lush as a teenager, but I was really just a stupid ass that thought you could have more fun drunk (little did I know). You may also be realizing that I was very stupid when it came to drinking & driving and that I did it often. I am being completely honest when I say that I NEVER thought anything bad could or would happen to me or any of my friends. I wasn’t educated on the dangers of drinking & driving – yes, we had the usual MADD assembly at school, but when you’re with your friends, you really don’t think about what you’re hearing and you certainly don’t think it’s possible for it to happen to you. Just because they bring a wrecked car to school and show you how the Firefighters use the Jaws of Life, it doesn’t mean you are really aware of what could happen. But, I digress because this post isn’t really even that much about “drunk driving” – I have more posts coming regarding that later.

On to the story…

I was 17 years old and I was with my usual accomplice, Stephanie. We met up with two guys that we knew, we’ll call them “John” and “Joe” to protect their “innocence”. At the time, I was dating a guy a few years older than me – we’ll call him “Steve”. John, Joe, Stephanie and I were all just hanging out at the mall when we decided to go down to my car and “get drunk”. Yes, that’s just how intelligent we were – I actually carried alcohol in my car and our plan was to “get drunk”. Anyway…after drinking, we decided to go see Steve at Circuit City (where he worked) which was just across the street from the mall.

We pulled into CC’s parking lot and parked right next to Steve’s car. Steve, who worked in the Car Stereo section, was with a customer when we got there. So, we browsed around the store until he was done. Eventually, he made the sale and the customer left. All four of us walked back to Steve’s section of the store and we talked. Apparently, he wasn’t too happy that I was with guys (which didn’t make any sense because we were only dating anyway AND I was just friends with these guys, I had no interest in either of them). Anyway, Steve and I argued a little while Stephanie, John and Joe walked around. Steve was so irate and ignorant so, I finally stormed off to find them and leave. I went back to the vending machines area in the back of the store and found Stephanie. We looked through the vending machines and both agreed that some hot chocolate sounded really good. Neither of us had any change on us, so we decided to go out to the car to get some. Well, by this time, we found John and Joe and we all walked out to the car. Since we were parked by Steve’s car, I made a snide comment about breaking into his car and stealing his stereo system since he was being such an arse. I, honestly, didn’t mean it and Stephanie knew I was just being a brat. Moving forward, Steph and I got some change out of my car and ran back into CC to get that hot chocolate while John and Joe stayed out in my car. Unfortunately for me, my life changed forever when we came back out.

As we walked to my car, we didn’t see anything but John and Joe trying to get something into my car. As flighty as I was, I didn’t think anything of it…UNTIL we got to my car. I noticed Steve’s car door was open and that they had an amplifier that they were trying to get in my back seat. John quickly screamed, “open your trunk”. I was so shocked and confused that I just did it without thinking – opened my trunk that is. I immediately started to freak out as I realized what was happening. John and Joe had taken me seriously and they were stealing Steve’s stereo system. I yelled at them to stop and to put it back. I was still a little confused because I was still a little woozy from drinking and there wasn’t anything wrong with Steve’s car (it didn’t look like they had broken in – so maybe I was okay, maybe they weren’t doing anything wrong – I was hoping that was the case, I knew it wasn’t likely, but I was hoping and praying). Then, when I didn’t think things could get any worse, a friend of Steve’s pulled up and parked his car by Steve’s. He saw what John and Joe were doing and asked them what was going on. This is where I get really stupid. I mean, I was freaking out so bad because 1) I was a drunk 17 year old and 2) my dad was going kill me for even being involved in any type of theft. You know that “Fight or Flight” response people have? Yeah, well apparently, mine is all about "flight" because all I could think to do was high tail it out of there. So, while Steve’s friend was asking us what was going on, I quickly grabbed everyone, got in the car and sped off. I drove John and Joe back to their car at the mall and I screamed at them to get that stuff out of my car because I didn’t want anything to do with it (which, yes, I already had a LOT to do with it and I had been really stupid about this whole situation). So, Stephanie and I dropped them off and made them take the equipment, then we just drove around (which was completely normal for us).

As we drove, Stephanie and I both cried wondering what would happen to us. I knew she wouldn’t get in much trouble because she was just 16 and I was the legal age of 17 (meaning I wasn’t a minor). That's when my mom called my cell phone and asked that we come to the house because there were some police there asking for me. In the end, Steve's friend had goten my license plate number and called the police. The four of us met at the police station and had to give our statements - which is where I saw John and Joe carrying the equipment into the building. Apparently, both guys were smart enough to get their “story” straight while Steph and I just cried like little babies. Both guys told the police that I “made them do it”. Flash forward a few months and we’re in court. Obviously, Stephanie was out of it because she was a minor. But, since, I was driving (God, I’ll never forgive myself for being so stupid), Steve was MY boyfriend, AND I was “manipulative and domineering”, I was sentenced to 3 years of probation and 80 hours of community service. God, can you believe it? “Manipulative and domineering”! Their lawyers actually told the judge that and the judge believed it. I really got three years of probation and 80 hours of community service. God, I’ve never been so ashamed in my life. I felt like asking the judge “if I told John and Joe to jump off a bridge and they did it, would I be convicted of murder?” I’m pretty sure I’ve told a few people to “drop dead” in my life – I guess I better watch out if they actually do.

Now, I know it’s my fault, I know I was in the wrong – but I always wonder what would have happened if I hadn’t been drinking that night, what would have happened if I actually thought about the consequences and about what would happen to me. I don’t tend to tell a lot of people this story because I’m so ashamed of it, but I figure it’s part of who I am (even if that person is a complete idiot) and if I can’t even put it on my blog, then what’s the point, right?

On a side note, you have no idea what it’s like to walk into a probation/parole office every month and be the ONLY preppy, 17 year-old, female. My probation officer used to laugh every time she’d come out to call my name because she always said I looked so out of place and that I always looked terrified of the people surrounding me. God, I was terrified and I was so pissed at ME for putting myself in that situation.

I suppose that’s all I have to say about that lovely incident, except the guys had the audacity to hate me after this and they started spreading rumors about me. I later found out that they were both arrested a couple years later for pretty much the same thing (breaking into cars). I, however, learned my lesson and then some – now I watch what I say around people I barely know (God knows who might actually do what I say – even if it is a "joke"), I know my rights, I know what I should have done, and I know what I had to go through, etc. Hindsight is 20/20, right?

I'm so glad I got that out - I hate to even think about it because it makes me feel so horrible.

She Thinks His Name Was John

Back in high school, we found a song that still gives me goosebumps to this day. It's about a good girl that had ONE one-night-stand in her life and that ONE gave her AIDS. She doesn't even really remember his name, but she remembers every man she's ever been with (because she wasn't the "one-night-stand" type). It's so sad and sobering.

Here are the lyrics:

She Thinks His Name Was John
By Reba McEntire

She can account for all of the men in her past,
Where they are now, who they married, how many kids they have,
She knew their backgrounds, family and friends,
A few she even talks to now and then,

But there is one, she can't put her finger on,
There is one, who never leaves her thoughts,
And she thinks his name was John,

A chance meeting, a party a few years back,
Broad shoulders and blue eyes, his hair was so black,
He was a friend of a friend you could say,
She let his smile just sweep her away,
And in her heart she knew it was wrong,
But too much wine and she left his bed at dawn,
And she thinks his name was John,

Now each day, is one day, that's left in her life,
She won't know love, have a marriage or sing lullabies,
She lays all alone and cries herself to sleep,
'Cause she let a stranger kill her hopes and her dreams,

And all her friends, say what a pity what a loss,
And in the end, when she was barely hanging on,
All she could say, is she thinks his name was John,
She thinks his name was John

Monday, November 06, 2006

AARP

Can someone please explain why I got a letter from AARP saying, "Our records indicate that you haven't yet registered for the benefits of AARP membership, even though you are fully eligible"? I mean, I'm 29 folks...I think you have to be 50 to join AARP, right? I mean, I felt crappy enough about turning 29 (meaning 30 is right around the corner), but then I get this letter? Come on! Tell me this was just a cheap shot at me...please!

What do you think, should I send my registration in? That'd be funny.

I'm a Blogging Chick


Guess what! I'm a Blogging Chick now! What exactly is a Blogging Chick, you ask? Well, Blogging Chicks is a "women's only blogroll. There are Christians and non-Christians on the blogroll. There are women who use profanity (but not excessively) and there are women who don't. This is a diverse group of women, intentionally so."
Go on over and take a look at Blogging Chicks. You can follow this link if you'd like to join as well. You will see the Blogging Chicks blogroll on my sidebar now - you can scroll through and visit the blogs listed.
I'm so excited.

Friday, November 03, 2006

What American Accent Do You Have?

Makes sense, seeing as how I'm from Missouri!



Take the "What American Accent Do You Have?" Quiz

St. Louis Cardinals Apologize for Winning the World Series

If you haven't read The Onion before, you'd be completely confused as to what half of their articles are about - but The Onion has a staff of the most sarcastic writers in the world. So, just know that when you read something on The Onion, the truth is probably just the opposite of what is being stated. I love it though!

So, this morning I was browsing and found this article where LaRussa and the Cardinals apologize for winning the World Series and for not making sure the Tigers won it.

HIFRIGGINLARIOUS.

Sorry guys, I guess I lied about "no baseball talk" until April.

Letter I Wish I'd Sent

Bob, over at Letters I Wish I'd Sent, has done something that I think is hilarious and cathartic. He posts letters that he wishes he sent to the addressees - most of them are pretty much telling these people just how stupid and annoying they really are. I just thought of one I could send this morning.

Dear Lonna*,

I realize you take into account my allergic rhinitis to cigarette smoke when you come back from your smoke breaks. But, I don't know how to tell you that dousing yourself in White Diamonds perfume DOES NOT help the situation... it only makes it worse. Now, not only does my nose go into overactive drainage mode from the smell of cigarette smoke, my nose AND my eyes start running and then I sneeze until my nose is so stuffed up that I can't even get four words out without becoming severly winded - all because of that monstrously strong perfume.

I can't believe I'm about to say this, but can we just go back to having you smell like cigarette smoke? I may produce a little drainage, but with a box of tissues, it's a bit more manageable at that point.

Again, thank you for trying to think of me - I really do appreciate it.

Sincerely,

Mikala (aka Stuffy the Nose)

*names have been changed to protect the identity of the perpetrator

Thursday, November 02, 2006

Political Correctness

Have we had enough yet? What is it with these people and Political Correctness? I was raised with “sticks n stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me”. What happened to that? Who gives a darn if someone calls a “little person” a midget? Or, if you call a female a “chic” or “broad”? Does it really matter? The negative connotations were applied to the terms by the people being described themselves - had they ignored it, the words wouldn't even be that harmful or hurtful.

Give me a break, we’re trying so hard to be politically correct with every step we take that we forget to be courteous, thoughtful and sympathetic! Can we just focus on actions instead of words spoken out of ignorance?

Taggage!

So, I was tagged by Skittles on my other blog, and I thought I'd go ahead and post this over here too - heck, why not? And, it's been quite a while since I was tagged, but to be honest, I forgot about it and then I found it again.

1. You can press a button that will make any one person explode. Who would you blow up? Man, Skittles, you are right, those damn "Head on - apply directly to the forehead" commercials are hideous. But, the one person I'd love to blow up would be Donald Trump.

2. You can flip a switch that will wipe any band or musical artist out of existence. Which one will it be? Britney Spears - I mean, seriously, was she ever really that good?

3. Who would you really like to just punch in the face? :0) A ton of people! But, if I had to pick one it would be the girl that is in the bathroom (at work) every day at 1:15 brushing her teeth and making a mess of the bathroom.

4. What is your favorite cheese? Nacho cheese!

5. You can only have one kind of sandwich. Every sandwich ingredient known to humankind is at your immediate disposal. What kind will you make? The Cuban Sandwich from Bahama Breeze.

6. You have the opportunity to sleep with the movie celebrity of your choice. We are talking no-strings-attached sex and it can only happen once. Who is the lucky celebrity of your choice? Oh, I've been dreaming about this - Colin Farrell! I didn't even have to think about it

7. You have the opportunity to sleep with the music-celebrity of your choice. Who do you pick? Jack Johnson.

8. Now that you’ve slept with two different people in a row, you seem to be having an excellent day because you just came across a hundred-dollar bill on the sidewalk. Holy cow, a hundred bucks! How are you gonna spend it? Shoes!

9. You just got a free plane ticket to anywhere. You have to depart right now. Where are you gonna go? Hawaii - Man, I love that place.

10. Upon arrival to the aforementioned location, you get off the plane and discover another hundred-dollar bill. Now that you are in the new location, what are you gonna do? Go to the beach and spend $100 on Lava Flows (a fantastic alcoholic beverage).

11. A demon rises out of Hell and offers you a lifetime supply of the alcoholic beverage of your choice. It is…? Jaegermeister.

12. Rufus appears out of nowhere with a time-traveling phone booth. You can go anytime in the PAST. What time are you traveling to and what are you going to do when you get there? I would love to have lived in either the 30's or the 40's. If I were to travel back to the 30's, I would just watch Dizzy Dean pitch for the Cardinals - I wouldn't miss the 1934 World Series (which coincidentally was against the Detroit Tigers also). If I were to travel back to the 40's, I'd like to go to DC on December 6, 1941 and tell them that the Japanese are about to bomb Pearl Harbor the next day. Then I'd travel to Hawaii - I'd love to see Hawaii before it was a state.

13. You discover a beautiful island upon which you may build your own society. You make the rules. What is the first rule you put into place? No automobiles! It will be like Mackinac Island - bikes and Nikes!

14. You have been given the opportunity to create the half-hour TV show of your own design. What is it called and what’s the premise? Shoot, if I knew this, I would be rich and have my own show!

15. What is your favorite curse word? Unfortunately, it is the "F" word, I throw that thing around way more than any lady should.

16. One night you wake up because you heard a noise. You turn on the light to find that you are surrounded by MUMMIES. The mummies aren’t really doing anything; they’re just standing around your bed. What do you do? Scream, run out and never look back. Spiders don't do anything to me and I have a severe phobia of them, so I'm guessing I'd be afraid of mummies standing around me doing nothing too.

17. Your house is on fire! You have just enough time to run in there and grab ONE inanimate object. Don’t worry your loved ones and pets have already made it out safely. So what’s the item? Ummm...I'd say my family scrapbook.

18. The Angel of Death has descended upon you. Fortunately, the Angel of Death is pretty cool and in a good mood, and it offers you a half-hour to do whatever you want before you bite it. What do you do? I'd sit on the beach in Hawaii for half an hour.

19. You accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what’s even cooler is that they endow you with the super-power of your choice! What’s it gonna be? Psychic or ability to see the future. And, if possible, can I get a spot on the show "Heroes"?

20. You can re-live any point of time in your life. The time-span can only be a half-hour, though. What half-hour of your past would you like to experience again? I would experience the time from 10:30 pm to 11:00 pm on Friday, October 27, 2006 - we won the World Series and the feeling in that stadium at that time will be hard to experience again.

21. You can erase any horrible experience from your past. What will it be? Being kicked out of St. Louis University for skipping (have I mentioned how stupid I was as a teenager?).

22. You got kicked out of the country for being a time-traveling heathen who sleeps with celebrities and has super-powers. But check out this cool stuff… you can move to anywhere else in the world! What country are you going to live in now? I would live in Germany.

23. This question still counts, even for those of you who are under age. Check it out. You have been eternally banned from every single bar in the world except for ONE. Which one is it gonna be? God, thank you for banning me from singles bars! I don't wanna go.

24. Hopefully you didn’t mention this in the super-powers question…. If you did, then we’ll just expand on that. Check it out… Suddenly, you have gained the ability to FLOAT!!! Whose house are you going to float to first, and be like “Dude, check it out… I can FLOAT!” I suppose I'd float on over to my parents' house because my nephew lives with them and he'd love to see someone floating.

25. The constant absorption of magical moonbeams mixed with the radioactive vegetables you consumed earlier has given you the ability to resurrect the dead famous-person of your choice. So which celebrity will you bring back to life? Jim Morrison

26. The Gates of Hell have opened, and Death appears. As it turns out, Death is actually a pretty cool entity, and happens to be in a fantastic mood. Death offers to return the friend/family-member/person, etc. of your choice to the living world. Who will you bring back? My grandma, my mom's mom.

27. What’s your theme song? I don't know, why don't those of you that know me, tell me?

28. Who do you tag? Anyone and everyone.