The Daily Crazy - August 19, 2008

*singing*
"I'm Shipping Up To Boston" - Dropkick Murphy's

It has been so long since I've graced all of you with my blogger presence!!



This blog has been a great outlet for me as well as a way to spread cheer. And let's face it... spreading cheer is one of my favorite things to do. Not only does it (hopefully) get a giggle, chuckle, snicker, or a grimace out of you... it makes me laugh at myself. And laughter is most definitely the best medicine.

This past year has seriously tested my ability to keep my patience, temper, sanity, etc. in check. And being able to come in here and share my crazy/embarrasing/funny stories with you has been a wonderful way to help me get through the "ptttooooeee."

Thank you for that.



Shaking off the gooey gushy mushy moment...

And now for something a little different!

I have some big news to share ...

wait... let the suspense build...

wait for it...

hold yer breath...

turning blue...cant'... wait... much... longer

I'm moving up to Boston.



Wait... WHAT WAS THAT?

Yes folks, I'm moving up to Boston! I am a HAPPY GIRL. I'm at the tail end of this roller coast year ... just a little bit further to go before I can charge through the light at the end of the tunnel...



My happy train is chuggin' along... and it's headed north.

*singing* Pardon me boy, it that the Chattanooga Choo Choo?

I'm a Happy Girl... Off to experience new things and live out more crazy/embarrasing/funny stories to share with you...

P.S. ...*giggling* check out this link... it reminds me of me at the moment... (if the link doesn't behave, search yahoo or msn videos for "das boob"...)

http://video.msn.com/video.aspx?mkt=en-us

The Daily Crazy - August 13, 2008

*singing*
"Overkill" - Men at Work

I can't get to sleep
I think about the implications
Of diving in too deep
And possibly the complications

Especially at night
I worry over situations
I know will be alright
Perhaps its just my imagination

Day after day it reappears
Night after night my heartbeat, shows the fear
Ghosts appear and fade away

Alone between the sheets
Only brings exasperation
Its time to walk the streets
Smell the desperation

At least there's pretty lights
And though there's little variation
It nullifies the night
From overkill

Day after day it reappears
Night after night my heartbeat, shows the fear
Ghosts appear and fade away

I can't get to sleep
I think about the implications
Of diving in too deep
And possibly the complications

Especially at night
I worry over situations
I know will be alright
Its just overkill

Day after day it reappears
Night after night my heartbeat, shows the fear
Ghosts appear and fade away

The Daily Crazy - July 30, 2008

*singing*
"Bad Day" - Fuel

The Daily Crazy - June 6, 2008

*singing*
Labels or Love by Fergie

So let me start off by stating ... I cannot see anything without my glasses or contacts. I may have mentioned this before, but it is a very important piece of information for this story.

Nothing. Everything is a blur. Everything is fuzzy and colors and blur together - also important to know.

I've been wearing my glasses this week due to a very irritated left eye. (methinks I wore my contacts too long and scratched my peeper... my bad.)

Anyhoo... this morning...

I go through my daily routine. I hop in the shower... now... I don't wear glasses in the shower (who does?) ... so I can't see much. But I can see enough to get the job done.

I'm washing up, scrubbying along, when I feel... IT.

Right smack in the middle of my lower back... something is stuck... and it's stickin out... hard, flat ... I turn around to try to see (hahahaha... cuz not only am I not wearing glasses, it's in a spot that is hard to see to begin with) and all I see is black blur...

OH MY GOD IT'S A TICK. And... I TOUCHED IT.

Now, we all know that I'm deathly afraid of spiders. Well, ticks are above spiders on that list of things I fear. The little freaks just creep. me. out.

I try not to panic. Keep my breathing even. And rinse the conditioner out of my hair.

Breathe in... breathe out.... breathe in...

I try to dry off a little, completely avoiding touching anywhere near the evil little bugger.

I reach for my glasses... Hands shaking...

Breatheinbreatheoutbreathein... I am just about hyperventilating.

Glasses on... quick!... look around and...

It's a sticker.

Yup folks. A sticker. You know, one of those little inspection stickers from your clothes? Clear with black writing. Half of it was stuck to me and it was bent... (hence the flat hard thing I felt sticking out).

I... have no more words.

The Sporadic Crazy - May 23, 2008

*singing*
Lynyrd Skynyrd - "That Smell"

I know... it's been so long! It seems I've had a touch of writers block. I just needed some inspiration.

Well... Inspiration just WHAM! slapped me full in the face.

It's a beautiful day out... the sun is shining... the birds are singing... a gentle breeze...

I decided to go home at lunch today to chill out with the dawgs... (after downing a most delicious, and huge, lunch)...

The scene

I let them out... and note that Cody is hanging out by the side of the pool a lot, but think nothing of it...

I go back in... Dooley is chillin' outside... I'm hanging out at the kitchen table... Cody with me... all are happy.

hm.

Time to go back to work. I let Dooley inside...

*sniff... sniff*

What the HELL is that smell???? It smells like... dead thing. You know how a smell is so bad it goes right to your mouth? Where your mouth fills up with saliva and you think you're gonna hurl? YEAH. That's how bad it was.

And it was all over Dooley.

Dogs are disgusting. They like to roll in dead things. WHY DO THEY DO THAT??? Because, seriously, it's BEYOND nasty.

So not only was it all over Dooley, Cody was hanging out by said dead thing (cuz that's how I found where it was... I put 2 and 2 together... eventually). I THINK it was a rabbit once upon a time. That's how dead it was.

So now BOTH dogs needed a bath. And I was running late getting back to work.

Great.

I had to soap & hose down both dogs. *sigh* (and ew ew ew ew... touch them with my HANDS... touch the dead thing nastiness with my HANDS... bleeeggghhhhharrrgggghhh)

But it gets better...

I finish with Dooley (who proceeded to shake and get wet dog smell ALL over me). I keep somewhat of an eye on him while hosing down Cody. Well the SECOND I look away... here he comes running from the direction of the dead thing. *&^% !!!!

I let go of Cody to hose down Dooley again... and Cody proceeded to go roll ... head to toe... in dark mulch. DOUBLE *&^% !!!

BAD DOGS!! VERY BAD DOGS!

Needless to say, they did NOT get a treat when I left. I stink. Like wet dog... and a little like dead thing (unless it's just in my head... but I'm afraid it's not).

Happy Friday and three day weekend.

Right.

Oh... did I mention that people wanted to come look at the house this afternoon too? hahahahahahahahahahah! Hilarious. Current status of the house... well... it smells like me right now... times 1,000... + 2 wet dogs fermenting inside.

*grumble*

The Daily Crazy - April 25, 2008

*singing*
Madonna - "4 minutes"

You know what stinks? Every watch I own is dead. Not one of them is working now. But yet… I still wear them. Why is that? And why is it I don’t go and get the batteries replaced?

Is it because I just don’t have the time?

Hahahahah!! Get it? Don’t have the time? I’m cracking myself up here...

Right.

I learned a valuable lesson last night. It is spring… but not quite. So we’ll call this season “Not-Quite Spring.”

It has been ridiculous pretty outside. I got home, threw aside the sliding glass doors, and flung myself outside with the dogs. My arms outstretched… face up to the sky…

Uh oh…

*singing* The HILLS are ALIVE… with the sound of MUSIC….

So I had the fan going, windows open, a lighter blanket, thin pajamas and… woke up at 2am freezing my behind off. Well DUH. It dropped back down into the 40’s at night. I’m a GENIUS.

Anyway...

So the other night…

I walk the dogs either right after work when it’s purty and sunny… or at night when it’s nice and quiet and the stars are out. I opted for the latter on this particular evening.

Picture this…

We’re walking along… walking along…

Tails swishing, big doggie grins on our faces. It’s a cool evening… the stars are twinkling. All is right with the world.

La la la… happy place… Until…

*sniff*… *sniff*

Hm.

*sniff*… *sniff*

I SMELL SKUNK.

And most of you know how much I loathe and despise skunks. After one got Dooley full in the face? Yeah. They can go play in traffic.



Back to the story…

We were still a good distance from the house… nowhere to turn… and it’s DARK. Plenty of places for creepy critters, such as this foul beastie, to hide.

I try to pick up the pace… and that’s when the boys decide they want to do some extra sniffing and drag along. GROAN.

That’s when it happens… Cody stops suddenly (and I almost go tumbling over him…) shoves his nose into a bunch of low bushes… and….

SURPRISE! yyyiiiiiiipppppeeeeeee!!!

A “thing” comes out of nowhere, bounces up, and scurries off in the other direction.

“It” being what I thought was the skunk of course. And being so on edge… expecting it to come out of nowhere and spray us… I nearly needed to change my shorts from the fright.

“It” turned out to be a cute, fuzzy, chubby lil’ bunny rabbit.

Lil’ bunny almost got a beat down. Cute or no.

Funny stuff...

http://www.comics.com/comics/getfuzzy/index.html

http://www.comics.com/comics/hedge/index.html

http://www.comics.com/comics/peanuts/

The Daily Crazy - April 17, 2008

*singing*
The Tractors - "The Wheels on the Bus"

So one of my major rules has been... don't type angry. Well, that ship has sailed my friends. I am FUMING.

I would really like to talk about the thorn that has firmly lodged itself in my left cheek, however... I don't want to break another of my major rules... don't use names. As you've probably noticed, I tend to dance around the intended recipient. In a charming blend of subtleness and sarcasm...

Let's just say that 6 months have passed and my house is still on the market. Granted, the market is pretty bad... HOWEVER. There are certain IMPORTANT circumstances that, not handled properly or the way they should be done, could seriously hinder the process as well.

"Certain important circumstances" should go out to dinner with my contractor (who, by the way, never came back and walked away from the job... then just recently left a humble message wanting to "come pick up the tools he left behind"... riiiiiight... and, um... it's like 4 months later...). They'd get along famously seeing as to how both apparantly don't know what side is up or down. It's like a Dr. Suess book on smack.



Not to mention... the mess caused by "certain circumstances" is all MY fault. Never the circumstances themselves. Hm. Interesting.

So not only do I have a barbed thorn stuck in my ass, I have a finger firmly pointed in MY direction.

That's gonna leave a mark.

My advice? Referrals are a beautiful thing. Don't go to the unknown and let a false front fool you as I let happen to me. They may seem great to start... but in the end can turn out to be a hot mess. Hm. Boy have I learned THAT lesson more than once...


Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice... shame on me.




Funny stuff...

http://www.comics.com/comics/getfuzzy/index.html

http://www.comics.com/comics/hedge/index.html

http://www.comics.com/comics/peanuts/

The Daily Crazy - April 14, 2008

*singing*
Chitty Chitty Bang Bang

*BANG! Sluuurrp… Cluck…. BANG! POP!*

SNAP goes my sanity.

Don’t sleep in late on the weekends. Because when you have to get up early on Monday? It makes it that much harder to get moving. And Every. Single. Sound… is amplified times 1,000. No cup of coffee can cure this either. Not even the large cup of Sumatra Bold I scored this morning.

So this makes me grouchy. Extremely grouchy. Grumpy. Irritable. Fire-breathing dragon-like.

*BANG! Sluuurrp… Cluck…. BANG! POP!*

Every time I hear this… my cartoon cloud pops up … &^% !

Chitty chitty BANG bang we love you…

&^#% !

*giggling* … I am so mean… Not only to you, but to myself. I’m gonna be whistling “Chitty Chitty Bang Bang” ALL DAY. At least it’s a happy little ditty. Next I’ll hit you with Armour Hot Dogs… *snicker* Seeing as to how I’m in such a bad mood… evil-sprite-ness has inspired me to… SING.

“They’re hot dogs. ARMOUR hot dogs! The dogs… kids … love… to … biiiiiite!”

Oh I did. *GRIN*

I feel better now.

So I had a pretty relaxing weekend. I rented movies and knitted… and hit up SaladWorks … both days. NO CHICKEN POT PIE SOUP? Madness. Though their Italian Wedding Soup… pretty darn delicious.

Anyhoo… Here is my movie review:

Alien vs. Predator – Excellent. I now want to see AVP 2 though I hear it was nowhere near as good.

August Rush – SUPER Excellent, must see!! I cried like a baby for a solid 10 minutes. It was THAT GOOD.

Enchanted – CUTE! I loved this movie. Very cute, good giggles and silliness.

I Am Legend – I’m on the fence. I am pretty upset with a few parts of the movie. I won’t blow the movie for those who haven’t seen it. But I love Will Smith so I’ll give it a good review.

28 Weeks Later – Very “Dawn of the Dead”-like. Not horrible, not great. Was ok.

The Mist – Very good! This is one of my favorites from Stephen King. (Along with The Stand.) They changed it up a bit, but well done. After I watched it I picked up a new Stephen King that I’ve had sitting on my bookshelf and hadn’t gotten around to reading yet. “Lisey’s Story.” I can’t tell you what I think of it yet, but it started off interesting.

Book reviews… to be cont’d…

Funny stuff...

http://www.comics.com/comics/getfuzzy/index.html

http://www.comics.com/comics/hedge/index.html

http://www.comics.com/comics/peanuts/

The Daily Crazy - April 11, 2008

*singing*
- Da Crazy Frog - "Punchy Punchy and "1001 Nights"
- David Cook - "Billy Jean"

Holy MACKAREL. I've had a ridiculous amount of caffeine today. And it's not even 10am yet.

Me today. (Note: "The Annoying Thing" *snicker*)



I discovered that my cafeteria is AWESOME. The sammiches? FANTASTIC. Fresh turkey, lettuce, tomato and cheese on wheat with just the right amount of mayo. HOLLA!!

And... here's the kicker. They sell Starbucks coffee!!! Sumatra Bold for me this morning. Oh...SNAP.

So here I sit. Twitching and giggling at myself. Singing along with da Crazy Frog.

It's also Friday so I'm a little punchy. Get it? The song is called Punchy Punchy? hahahahahah!

Oh boy... I have GOT to switch to decaf. Seriously.

Anyhoo... What the *&^% is going on with American Idol??? Michael Johns was eliminated?! And Carly Smithson was in the bottom three again?! That's as bad as Brooke White being in the bottom three. This is MADNESS I tell you!

I want it to come down to Carly Smithson and David Cook. With Brooke at least as one of the top 3. I love everyone that's left, but methinks they are my favorites. David Cook made Billy Jean sound COOL. Um, hello. If you can make a Michael Jackson classic sound good? Props.

Funny stuff...

http://www.comics.com/comics/getfuzzy/index.html

http://www.comics.com/comics/hedge/index.html

http://www.comics.com/comics/peanuts/

The Daily Crazy - April 9, 2008

*singing*
Four Shells - "Hot Dog"

Three words.

HOT DOG JOHNNY'S.

As I sat drooling... watching the clock tick... tick... tick... I ever so patiently waited for my lunch hour to come. Knowing that soon I would be tasting the most delicious hot dogs EVER.

For those of you who have lived in New Jersey, a majority of you should know what I'm talking about. If not, check out the site. And go there. As soon as possible. Trust me, you won't regret the heart burn.

http://hotdogjohnny.com/

I have yet to find a hot dog that beats them. Though hot dogs on the grill are a close second. You cook it till it's nice and crispy and YUM.

Now, this is very important. What do you put on your hot dog? Seriously! This tells a lot about a person. Like people who put ketchup on their eggs (are just weird)... I mean...

Me? Both ketchup and mustard. I can eat it with either or... but it's SO much better with both. And not just a dab of each either. Slather that madness on that bad boy. And you EAT IT ALL UP.

Even better? You won't be shocked... Take a scoop of macaroni & cheese (yes, the good fake kind with powdered cheese and EXTRA butter, less milk... we've been here before) and throw it on top. French fries'll do... but mac & cheese?

HELLLLOOOOO NURSE.



Drink beer, belch (LOUDLY), and your day will be complete.

Funny cartoon clip...

http://video.yahoo.com/watch/1814525/5985740



Funny stuff...

http://www.comics.com/comics/getfuzzy/index.html

http://www.comics.com/comics/hedge/index.html

http://www.comics.com/comics/peanuts/

The Daily Crazy - April 1-4 & 7, 2008

*singing*
Six o'clock already
I was just in the middle of a dream
I was kissin' Valentino
By a crystal blue Italian stream
But I can't be late
'Cause then I guess I just won't get paid
These are the days
When you wish your bed was already made

It's just another manic Monday
I wish it was Sunday
'Cause that's my funday
My I don't have to runday
It's just another manic Monday
- The Bangles (Manic Monday)

Is the coast clear? Or are the angry readers ready to pounce with pitchforks and torches?

*peeking from around the corner... blink... blink... mischievous sprite creeps up behind me and ... BOO!.... yyyiiiiiiiiIIIIIPPPE!!!.... *&^% !!! ....grumble...*



An entire week has gone by again without a DC! What has HAPPENED to me!? I've become... responsible? I think my work ethic has been restored. *slapping palm to forehead...* AAAnnnd... I'm HEALED!

Perhaps I've had writers block. *cringe* Did I just say writers block? jinx jinx!! Cross your fingers QUICK!

Phew. Scary moment passed...

I was recently introduced to playlist.com... Hello COOL-NESS. So now, instead of finding the song on YouTube (which most of us are blocked from at work... including myself... waaaaahhh!) I can post the song from Playlist. Thank you Auntie D! *GRIN*

Neverfear YouTube. You are still loved.

So...

I love my dawgs. I think I've mentioned this already... a time or two. They are sweet and loving and... giant brats. Well... I take that back. Cody is the "Good Son." Dooley? The "Black Sheep."

The beastie came close to breaking my wrist this weekend. At least it FELT like he did. I brought them to the groomer on Saturday morning and sang their praises. They did good getting in the car, waiting for me to get them out of the car, and didn't pull me into the building. SWEET. When I went to pick them up is another story...

Dooley was handed over to me and immediately made a beeline for the door. He was all like "I want to leave. NOW." Understood. Getting a once over from the groomer probably isn't all that pleasant. Especially since he LIKES being dirty. I have to watch him when I get home to be sure he doesn't go right to the back yard to roll in the dirt.

I had my grip on Cody, who will pull a little but not too bad. Dooley? As soon as the groomer opened the door for me ... jetted. His tail swishing as a "See ya suckers." And apparantly I wasn't ready. You know how in movies someone ties a rope to their ankle and just jumps? Without the other end being tied to something? Yeah... it was sort of like that... He WAS connected to me on the other end... I just wasn't prepared. He took off and my hand down past my wrist scraped along the side of the door... got stuck... then bent back. Got a lovely scrap and light bruise from that one. (not too bad considering how much it hurt)

So of course, I didn't let on to the groomer that I was hurt. Playing tough girl I spose. I just smiled and got the dogs in the car. I sat behind the wheel and started to see stars and spots from holding in the ooooOOOOOOWWWWWW!!! that wanted to come out the second it happened. Oy.



Funny movie clip...



More funny stuff...

http://www.comics.com/comics/getfuzzy/index.html

http://www.comics.com/comics/hedge/index.html

http://www.comics.com/comics/peanuts/

The Daily Crazy - March 31, 2008

*singing*
Well a Scotsman clad in kilt left a bar one evening fair
And one could tell by how he walked the he'd drunk more than his share
He fumbled 'round until he could no longer keep his feet
And he stumbled off in to the grass to sleep beside the street

Ring-ding didle idle i de-o
Ring dye didley i oh
He stumbled off in to the grass to sleep beside the street

About that time two young and lovely girls just happened by
One says to the other, with a twinkle in her eye
"See yon sleeping Scotsman, so strong a handsome built?
I wonder if it's true what they don't wear beneath the kilt."

Ring-ding didle idle i de-o
Ring dye didley i oh
I wonder if it's true what they don't wear beneath the kilt

They crept up on that sleeping Scotsman quiet as could be
Lifted up his kilt about an inch so they could see
And there, behold, for them to view beneath his Scotish skirt
Was nothing more than God had graced him with upon his birth

Ring-ding didle idle i de-o
Ring dye didley i oh
Was nothing more than God had graced him with upon his birth

They marveled for a moment, then one said "We must be gone.
Let's leave a present for our friend before we move along"
As a gift they left a blue silk ribbon tied in to a bow
Around the bonnie star the Scot's kilt did lift and show

Ring-ding didle iidle i de-o
Ring dye didley i oh
Around the bonnie star the scot's kilt did lift and show

Now the Scotsman woke to nature's call and stumbled towards the trees
Behind the bush he lifts his kilt, and gawks at what he sees
And in a startled voice he says, to what's before his eyes,
"Lad, I don't know where ya been, but I see you've won first prize"

Ring-ding didle idle i de-o
Ring dye didley i oh
Lad, I don't know where you've been, but I see you've won first prize.
- Irish Rovers (The Drunk Scotsman)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kAsraTQxmMg&feature=related




I learned something about beer. Now mind you, when I started drinking beer, I would only drink Mich Ultra (or something equally light). But now... after my pleasant experience with Sam Adams Light, my "thirst" for knowledge is "unquenchable." *snicker...giggle* Get it? thirst? Unquenchable? hahahahahaha! I crack myself up.

Anyway... I'm going to embarrass myself in front of the experienced beer drinkers, but here goes. It's embarrassing, but I'll admit it's funny, so I'll share.

I went to purchase Guinness the other day. Now I don't drink the heavy brew (unless it's an Irish Car Bomb... riiiight... I can't sip it, but I can chug it. Makes perfect sense...). Anyway, I know very little (turns out... nothing) about it.

Hmmm... Guinness Draught (note the spelling) or Guiness Extra Stout. Err on the side of caution, and go with the Draught.

Now. How is that spelled? Hm? Would you know that it is pronounced DRAFT? Yeah, I had no idea. And when I pronounced it ever so incorrectly, I was pointed and laughed at. A lot. (I shall not mention the box incident... even I have limits when it comes to humiliating myself publicly).

I stick my tongue out at your mockery.

I have now expanded to Yuengling and Sapporo as well. I've actually had those in the past, but for the most part stuck with my "safe" Mich Ultra. They are both equally delicious. Especially with sushi.

mmmMMMM... Raw fish... In the words of Gollum (you LOTR peeps know what I mean) .... "I like em rrrraw... and wrrrrriggling!" Yummy.

Speaking of food? (when am I NOT talking about food?) BBQ the other night? HOLY LOTS OF PORK BATMAN. It was so delicious... though I don't think I can look at pork for at least a month. I ate an entire plate of it... pulled, sliced, and ribs. OH MY!

Yeah, try asking for "pork 3 ways" and NOT mocked for asking to be porked three ways. Hm.

Funny stuff...

A bus carrying only ugly people crashes into an
oncoming truck, and everyone inside dies. As they
stand at the Pearly Gates waiting to enter Paradise
and meet their maker, God decides to grant each person
one wish because of the grief they have experienced.

They're all lined up, and God asks the first one what
the wish is. "I want to be gorgeous," and so God snaps
His fingers, and it is done.

The second one I n line hears this and says "I want to
be gorgeous too" Another snap of His fingers and the
wish is granted.

This goes on for a while with each one asking to be
gorgeous, but when God is halfway down the line, the
last guy in the line starts laughing.

When there are only ten people left, this guy is
rolling on the floor, laughing his head off.

Finally, God reaches this last guy and asks him what
his wish will be. The guy eventually calms down and
says:

"Make 'em all ugly again."

More funny stuff...

http://www.comics.com/comics/getfuzzy/index.html

http://www.comics.com/comics/hedge/index.html

http://www.comics.com/comics/peanuts/

The Daily Crazy - March 24, 2008

*singing*
It's the perfect time of year
Somewhere far away from here
I feel fine enough, I guess
Considering everything's a mess.
There's a restaurant down the street
Where hungry people like to eat
I could walk, but I'll just drive
It's colder than it looks outside.

It's like a dream - you try to remember but it's gone...then ya
Try to scream but it only comes out as a yawn, when ya
Try to see the world beyond your front door.
Take your time cos the way I rhyme's gonna make you smile, when ya
Realise that with a guy my size it might take a while, just to
Try to figure out what all this is for.

It's the perfect time of day
To throw all your cares away
Put the sprinkler on the lawn
And run through with my gym shorts on.
Take a drink right from the hose
And change into some drier clothes
Climb the stairs up to my room
Sleep away the afternoon.

It's like a dream - you try to remember but it's gone, then ya
Try to scream but it only comes out as a yawn, when ya
Try to see the world beyond your front door.

Take your time cos the way I rhyme's gonna make you smile, when ya
Realise that with a guy my size it might take a while, just to
Try to figure out what all this is for.
Pinch Me
Pinch Me
Cos I'm still asleep.
Please God
Tell Me
That I'm still asleep

On an evening such as this
It's hard to tell if I exist
If I Packed a car and leave this town
Who'll notice that I'm not around?
I could hide out under there
I just made you say 'underwear'
I could leave but I'll just stay
All my stuff's here anyway.
It's like a dream - you try to remember but it's gone, then ya
Try to scream but it only comes out as a yawn, when ya
Try to see the world beyond your front door.

Take your time cos the way I rhyme's gonna make you smile, when ya
Realise that with a guy my size it might take a while, just to
Try to figure out what all this is for.
Try to figure out what all this is for.
Try to see the world beyond your front door.
Try to figure out what all this is for.
- Barenaked Ladies (Pinch Me)

http://youtube.com/watch?v=40pP24P3Ztk



Oh the first day at the new job. So scary! But SO exciting!! So laid back... so mellow... so... completely different from what I'm used to? Hm.

Seriously though... I'm pretty happy with my decision. At least from what I've seen so far. Oh and did I mention this place has a cafeteria? Fresh subs made right in front of you... breakfast... lunch... coffee (Starbucks baby...yeah!)... Cozy lunchroom to chill in. Fantastic. *GRIN*

I have to keep pinching myself. And keep myself from asking "what's the catch?" Oy. Let's not go THERE.

So we'll see how tomorrow goes. Today was just orientation. Tomorrow I get to meet everyone in my department, meet my desk, get the tour, etc. All the fun stuff! Then on to training. *gulp*



Well... nuff of that. Now on to another fabulous topic...

BEER.

I seriously dig a good burger and a beer. Throw smelly sauteed onions, mushrooms, cheese, and some bacon on the burger (which of course just walked up to my plate and keeled over)... greasy fries on the side... along with a frosty brew in front of me? And all is right with my world.

Now brace yourself for some mega advertising/plugging here.

I usually go for the Michelob Ultra Light (straight out of the bottle... I don't even try to pretend I'm a lady). Well... I tried a new beer this past weekend. And it was...

Sam Adams Light. YUM.

Oh stop. Yes, LIGHT. I go for the light beer or I won't be able to fit the burger and fries which are equally important (ok, beer still comes first but I want my cake and I want to eat it too... of course there is dessert after all this, duh). Beer fills you up and even though I can EAT, my belly is still a lady when it comes to the brew.

Mmmmm. Beer. Here is some good advice from the McKenzie brothers on how to score free beer. (watch Strange Brew. you will laugh. a lot.)

http://youtube.com/watch?v=3H5hKZznc14



Another good movie tribute to beer. Beerfest. Again. Watch. Laugh.

http://youtube.com/watch?v=ptejE9uCG7U




Funny stuff...

http://www.comics.com/comics/getfuzzy/index.html

http://www.comics.com/comics/hedge/index.html

http://www.comics.com/comics/peanuts/

The Daily Crazy - March 18-21, 2008

*singing*
There were 10 in a bed and the little one said,
"Roll over! Roll over!"

Good luck getting this one out of your head. I've been humming it all week now. It creeps up on you... you won't know you're doing it until it's too late. Then... DOH!

I am thoroughly enjoying my vegging. It's fantastic... Movies, knitting, eating, reading, napping... These are a few of my favorite things. *GRIN*

However... did you ever find yourself enjoying a nice hot shower... only to run out of hot water? (who hasn't, right?) Talk about WAKE UP! That's another thing that creeps up on you. The water gradually gets colder... and you think you're just getting used to the hot water. Oh no... all of a sudden? Freezing cold water. And me screeching "Yaaa hoooo oooo ooo....!" like a cartoon character. Complete with a string of expletives that look like this... *&^% ... $#@! ... *@%$



I attempted to cook this week. You'd think with how much I love food I would do it more often. Does it count if it's out of a box? How about a can? Frozen? No? Hm.

Anyhoo... I made meatballs (yes, from scratch) that holy mackarel tasted delicious. Ever have a craving that you just have to satisfy? And how much of a let down it is if what you eat just doesn't... "do it?" Well... these "did it." Threw them in with some garlic bread and spaghetti (mixed with ricotta). DELICIOUS.



Don't worry. I stretched before patting myself on the back... so I didn't pull a muscle.



Now I'm trying to get inspired to bake. Peanut Butter Cookies. (yea-ya... WHAT?!) But my overwhelming sense of laziness is coming back.

I mean... I AM on "vacation." If you call this grace period a vacation (I most certainly do... and much needed time for sloth).



I start my new job on Monday. Oops... did I forget to mention that before? Yup. I have a new job. Super exciting! And scary. I mean... after 9 years at one place... going out into the unknown is a scary thing. But... 10 minutes from home, business casual (with jeans thrown in whenever), 10 minutes from home, a cafeteria, 10 minute drive... (seriously... it took me longer to park than it did to get there... and like two back roads with NO highway driving...). And a fabulous Italian bakery/deli right around the corner? *sigh* Note that two of these things are food related.

Off into the unknown folks. I'll sprinkle breadcrumbs so I can find my way back. And I shall, of course, want to share my adventures right here in The Daily Crazy.

Funny stuff...
(since I'm so behind on these... I figured dropping in the links would be a bit easier... well, and I'm lazy)

http://www.comics.com/comics/getfuzzy/index.html

http://www.comics.com/comics/hedge/index.html

http://www.comics.com/comics/peanuts/

The Daily Crazy - March 13, 14 & 17 2008

*singing*
So long farewell, auf weidersehen good-bye
I hate to go and leave this pretty sight
So long farewell, auf weidersehen adieu
Adieu, adieu, to you and you and you

So long farewell, au revior auf weidersehen
I'd like to stay and taste my first champagne
Yes?
No

So long farewell, auf weidersehen goodnight
I leave and heave a sigh and say good bye - goodbyyyyyyeeeee!

I'm glad... to go.... I cannot tell a lie
I fleet, I float, I fleetly flee I fly...

The sun... has gone... to bed and so must I...

So long...farewell...auf weidersehen goodbye...
Goodbye...
Goodbye....
Goodbye....

Ah yes. Time to say goodbye.

I am no longer an employee at my company. It's over, FINALLY. Off to greener pastures.

Oh! And I can finally say it...

I WIN. After many battles... I have finally won the war. The satisfaction was totally worth the stress, sleepless nights, and twitchy days.

I am now on a one week vacation where I shall... turn into a vegetable. WOOT!

And... will celebrate...

HAPPY ST. PATTY'S DAY!!

Everyone... time for a pint and... an Irish Car Bomb. (Car Bomb's... YEAH!) Oooh that'll tickle your belly for sure.

Because I am so happy, I should be doing a jig. While swinging my shillelagh and whistling a cheery little tune...

I promised that once the time was right, I would sing this song... here goes...

hem hem.

*singing* "Ding dong, the witch is dead... which old witch? ... the wicked witch.. ding dong the wicked witch is deaaaaad."

What goes around, comes around. Petty (orange) spite = a tongue stuck out, a point, and a laugh from me. Along with my loud hoot of victory. (ok, so perhaps I am stooping a little here. But come on... after the mass amounts of BS a little "blowing off some steam" should be allowed... )



Now... what to do with all this free time? You poor dears... you're probably going to be bombarded with a whole lot of crazy coming from this general direction. Don't say I didn't warn you...




Funny stuff...

Get Fuzzy...









Over the Hedge...









Peanuts...

The Daily Crazy - March 11 & 12, 2008

*singing*
Follow your heart
Your intuition
It will lead you in the right direction
Let go of your mind
Your Intuition
Is easy to find
Just follow your heart baby
- Jewel (Intuition)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dM6HFt6--QI



So that's what you gotta do. Follow you heart, your intuition, and you're going the right way. (I've already let go of my mind... *GRIN*)

This week my sanity is being tested. I feel like the strings holding it together are busting... Hear em'? *neeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrr BINK!... bink bink bink!* And the last one is being tweaked... oy.

Did you ever have something you want so bad... and it's sooooo close... you can almost smell it? taste it? feel it? That's my life story right now. Soon to be mine... but just outta my grasp. *grumble... expletive*

My poor dog (Cody Bear) senses it too. He's always following me around (my shadow) but now he's practically "become one" with me. I move, he moves. I stand in front of the sink, he squeezes between me and the sink. He's brought a whole new meaning to "under foot." I have to be so careful on the stairs now. I've almost taken a few bad tumbles. *grimace* And I've stepped on him so many times I'm surprised he hasn't cut it out.

Now that's loyalty... he doesn't care what it takes to give comfort. He'd rather be stepped all over than have his momma alone and in pain. Now everyone say it.... Aaawwwwww.



Funny stuff...