Monday, March 14, 2005
This blog is in the process of moving, but this site will be maintained, at least for awhile.
My new blog address, where I will be making all my new posts from here on out, is http://wildcatsong.blogsome.com/
Unfortunately, Blogsome doesn't currently have a way of importing from Blogger. (nothing's perfect, right?)
The biggest reason for my move --categories-- sounds rather trivial but one that's important to me.
So, as I said, this blog will be maintained, at least until I can manually transfer, i.e. retype, all my posts from Blogger.
Thursday, March 10, 2005
Last night I had what seemed to be two very short dreams, more like dream previews. The first is like part of a recurring dream that I suspect has a great deal to do with inner conflict. The other character in this dream is horribly disfigured, having the appearance of one whose outer flesh has been burned off, and who makes his way by writhing along. This is a good, kind soul in pain, seeking to help me and protect me. In spite of this being's appearance, there is no repulsion or disgust in looking upon him. We seem to be trapped in a small area with a door, and I'm picturing the surroundings as being tan or light brown. But we are not alone. Occasionally, there is a dark being or presence that tries to get to me through the door. This dark presence is the same in appearance as the good one that is with me, but I know it to be too horrible to look upon, even though I haven't seen it. It is only the combined strength of myself and my friend that keeps the dark presence from being successful in reaching me. I started having this dream fairly recently and have had it, I think, three times. I wake with a start from it, and relief.
Last night, another mini-dream followed the recurring one. It was mainly about Daniel, with Steven and me in the dream as well. Steven and I were sitting at the computer, side by side, and Daniel was sitting on the couch to our left, a few feet away. I kept hearing Daniel, making a sound like he was trying to hold back laughter, a kind of snickering sound, or so I though. After a few minutes of this, I looked over wondering what he was laughing about, and found that he was crying, deeply, and that it was growing in intensity. It was as though something had wounded him to the very core of his soul, something from which he would never recover. It was the kind of cry you think will never end. You think you might even die from it. I have cried this way before so I knew. I was immediately overcome with empathetic feelings of sadness and sorrow for him. It hurts more than anything to see your child hurt at all, but especially in some life-altering way. Then I woke up.
Wednesday, March 09, 2005
Watch Out Below!
The meme below is freaking hysterical! (Unfortunately it doesn't show up too well, but if you highlight the words, you'll be able to read them better.)
I'm going to kill over 695 million inanimate objects with sex! Would this be like dildos or what? I will cause over $250 trillion worth of damage, all the while screaming, "Touch me, I'm happy!" Hmmm...ya think? Damn, isn't that equivalent to like the national debt or something? Oh! Now here's the clincher...these inanimate objects average approximately $360,000 each! So, in conclusion, you people start sending me all your solid gold, diamond-encrusted dildos (ouch)...I have a lot of work to do!
Quiz: Homicidal Rampage Meme
Tuesday, March 08, 2005
Movie Review Monday
Monday night is our movie night. Made good choices this week...I liked all three of them.
Day of Destruction. Rented it on DVD. Judging by the fading ins and outs, I'd say it was a made-for-TV movie. It was about natural disaster, overcoming adversity, and the human spirit facing tragedy. Saw "Jo" from Facts of Life. Ah, the good old days. Man, I haven't seen her in anything for a very long time. She was by far my favorite character on the show. Getting back to the point, I liked this movie. I like to see reminders of the goodness we are capable of showing each other. It's easy to see the hatred and injustice we show each other everyday. It's in the news. It's in your face. Reminds me of 9-11. People reaching out to each other, offering aid and comfort, putting theirselves out there, responding to both the audible and inaudible screams of humanity. *Inner self: Okay, stop, you're getting way off topic here.*
Before that, I saw Shall We Dance? with Richard Gere *who I do NOT believe had a gerbil in his butt*, J.Lo, and Susan Sarandon. Liked this one, too. It's about a guy who decides to spice up his mundane life with some ballroom dancing. Good idea. I happened upon ballroom dancing competitions once on public access and was surprised to find I really liked it. (If someone had even mentioned ballroom dancing to me before that, I would've thought how freaking boring it sounded. Waltzes and quick-stepping and shit like that. Blah, blah, blah, but it's really pretty cool and if you've never checked it out, you oughtta. Or hell, just watch the movie.) More people should do something, anything to step out of their dreadfully boring day-to-day existence and really live. ("more people" includes me!) Like Mel Gibson said, as William Wallace, "Everyman dies but not every man really lives." Ain't that the bleeping truth!
And there was another before that. Without a Paddle. This one stars the shrimp, Seth Green, Matthew Lillard (loved him since Scream), and Dax Shepard. When one of four childhood friends dies, the other three decide to carry out the plans they made as boys to find D.B. Cooper's loot. Oh my God, me and Steven laughed our asses off basically all the way through. Humor, is of course, subjective, but if your sense of it is anything like mine, you'll thank me for recommending it.
Monday, March 07, 2005
Snap Mah Picture! Good News!
One of my passions is photography. It's something I really want to be good at it and potentially find employment doing. I just recently got a digital camera and recently did a search on photo contests. These serve a dual purpose for me. First and foremost, they offer exposure. Exposure=Portfolio. Second -- and this is the icing on the cake -- they offer prizes! Monetary prizes. Moolah. Money. Greenbacks. Bread...i.e., something I'm always painfully lacking. These are the ones I'm currently planning on entering:
International Library of Photography's photo contest. Prize: up to $10,000!
Field and Forest nature photo contest. Can enter up to three photos. Prize: $25
American Image photo contest. Monthly contest, can enter daily. First prize: $1000. Category prize: $100. There are also Most Valuable Member prizes for "Most Active", "Best Comments", "Best Profile", and "Best Album". Awesome! Plenty of chances to win.
Reptile Photo Contest. This one's looking for pictures of reptiles with their owners and since we have a snake...This one ends March 14th. The prize isn't great, but again, there's the all-important exposure. You win a temp gun and a book titled Art of Keeping Snakes.
I'm excited about this! I know there's a lot to photography and capturing that standout award-winning photograph, and that I could probably use some study and self-training, but I feel confident I can do this! Best of all, I would be accomplishing a dream...how great is that?
More positive news! I just got a call from one of the Jones's daughters and they will be coming home from the hospital tomorrow! Barbara has been there since January 25th to get a knee replacement replaced and Bill has been there since January 30th. Poor things. I will be returning to work for them Wednesday. I'll have to go visit them tomorrow evening, though. I've missed them.
Sunday, March 06, 2005
Conversation With Steven, Etc.
Referring to this post, they were on the phone with Tommy Lee again this morning just as Steven and I pulled up at the video store (where we rented a video game and I bought The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen).
Me: Well, at least this time, they didn't introduce him as the man with the big dingdong.
Steven: *laughing* Some kids at school told me they've got [or they've seen?] the video with him and Pamela and they told me there's one part where they're on a boat and he honks the horn with it.
Me: *mouth agape* Oh my God! Are you serious? Ya know, they say the same thing about Kid Rock, too. I guess that's what Pamela looks for. I just don't get what all the fuss is about. I mean...
Steven: Well, ya know Mom, if ya got it...
This still cracks me up, but seriously what IS all the fuss about? Why has this become such an important issue to so many people? And I still haven't figured out who it's more important to, the men or the women. Let me make a little analogy here. Let's say you have many things that need attention. You have this one great expensive titanium state-of-the-art tool, but it only fixes one thing. You didn't think about these other things that might need attention when you plucked down all your resources on this one tool. You might be able to return it but at the moment you're stuck with it. This nice big shiny glorified tool that's only good for one thing. Stupid you.
Saturday, March 05, 2005
Quiz: What is Your Inner Hero?
My Inner Hero - Warrior!
I'm courageous, straightforward, and charismatic. I'm a born leader, but I'm also not afraid to face danger on my own. Nothing stands between me and victory... nothing that lives to tell the tale, anyway. If you need someone to charge into battle for you, call on me.
How about you? Click here to find your own inner hero
Friday, March 04, 2005
Quiz: The Rogers Indicator of Multiple Intelligences
Saw this on Ms. Piggy's blog and figured I'd give it a shot. Not sure how much I agree with the results. For example, I think the musical score should have been higher because I'm such a musically-oriented person but I guess the fact that I don't actually play any instruments was a key factor in that. I also don't see myself in any of the career positions listed at all. Those would be more like hobbies or leisure activities. I guess the rest fits, though, as I do definitely tend to be a sensual person.
You scored as Bodily/Kinesthetic. You process knowledge through bodily sensations and use your body in skilled ways. You need opportunities to move and act things out. You learn best by touching, moving around, and processing knowledge through bodily sensations. People like you include carpenters, repairpersons, mechanics, dancers, gymnasts, swimmers and jugglers.
The Rogers Indicator of Multiple Intelligencescreated with QuizFarm.com
Thursday, March 03, 2005
People Really Eat That Shit?! (Part 4)
Was just reading in Claypot's blog comments about how they eat caterpillars over in Zambia and other areas of southern Africa [see the bug section below]. With that said, on with gwoss foods...
Vegetable: Mountain potato: Japan: It's a root that's eaten raw and grated, often with raw tuna and a raw quail egg. When the potato is grated, it secretes a clear-ish slime that has the same consistency as mucus. [So, okay, it's like eating snot then. This might appeal to young children.]
Mountain potato with tuna
: Rolmops: Netherlands, Denmark: Raw herring wrapped around a pickle and/or a cocktail onion. [Does like everybody have a freakin raw fish dish except, thankfully, us?]Birds
: Owl soup: China: Can be mistaken for chicken soup until you see the head in the pot!Mammal
: Squirrel brain: US South: You cook the head with the rest of the body, then using your fingers and a fork, you dig the brains out. It is said to taste similar to mushrooms.Reptiles
: Snake blood: Thailand: Served freshly harvested from King cobras. You can get it as a straight cocktail or a mixed drink for what would be as much as $200 in the US! It is supposed to have medicinal and sexual powers.Bugs
: Tarantula: Cambodia: These are commonly eaten by the locals in the town of Skuon. Also...Mopane caterpillars
: southern Africa
Are these the same ones you're talking about Claypot?
: Ammonia coke
: US South: Coca-Cola with a little ammonia in it. It was once popular in West Virginia for curing various ailments and can still be found older pharmacies with soda fountains. [WTF?!]
Prowling Through the Blogroll... (Quiz)
Swiped from Firda:
Commonly Confused English Words Test
You scored 100% Beginner, 93% Intermediate, 100% Advanced, and 61% Expert!
You have an extremely good understanding of beginner, intermediate, and advanced level commonly confused English words, getting at least 75% of each of these three levels' questions correct. This is an exceptional score. Remember, these are commonly confused English words, which means most people don't use them properly. You got an extremely respectable score.
Thank you so much for taking my test. I hope you enjoyed it!
Wednesday, March 02, 2005
Too-Early-To-Be-Pissed-Off and The Big Dingdong
Why is it some days seem to have a certain negative theme all day? Like Nothing-Works-Right day or Everything-Is-Breaking day or Telephone-Solicitation day or I-Need-To-Talk-But-Noone's-Answering-Their-Phone day or Planned-A-Picnic-And-It-Rained day or Automated-Phone-System-Hell day or...well, you get the point. Anyway, today seems to be Piss-Me-Off-Or-Be-Pissed-At-Me day.
So far, I have pissed off Daniel and Steven both this morning and I got pissed off at two strangers. I drove the boys too school this morning because I had to go into Bardstown to return a couple DVDs to the video store so I might as well give them a break from the bus right? Plus, we all three wanted to hear the BIG MUSIC ANNOUNCEMENT** that our favorite radio station alerted us last night would be made this morning (does that make sense?). Back to the topic at hand, when I pulled into the school parking lot, I got confused about who was to be dropped off at which building and who was to be dropped off first. I pulled into a section of the parking lot between the two destinations to get the small matter resolved and once done, headed toward the main building. Daniel abruptly told me -- with teenager attitude -- that I was not supposed to go that way. It was a completely empty area and gave me a straight shot to where I was supposed to go, so why the hell not? I said please forgive me, I didn't know I was committing a crime to which they both replied I was overreacting..okay fine. Then Steven says, right before getting out, that I was wandering around the parking lot like I didn't know what I was doing. I said you know, I probably don't 'cause I don't normally do this do I? He slammed the door, jarring my already slightly-frazzled nerves. What the fuck is he so pissy for this morning?!
After dropping Daniel off at his building, I shot over to the video store to drop off Taxi and Saw (Taxi was pretty funny, esp. outtakes trailer, and Saw is a must-see psychological thriller). I drop them in the slot and as I'm walking back to the car I notice a guy sitting alone in his car several spaces over. Staring. And staring. Not even averting his eyes when I spot him staring. And staring. I'm thinking what the hell??? I look like shit this morning! Really! I'm wearing maroon sweats, a big gray sweatshirt and a bulky ugly navy blue coat. I went to bed last night with my hair all thrown up in this schoolteacher bun and woke up with it now slightly to the left and rather fuzzy-looking. I didn't even bother to take it down and comb it or fix it before leaving so early this morning because the only thing I was even gonna get out of the car for was to drop those movies in the slot. So I just said screw it, ya know? And of course, no makeup, which I seldom wear anyway. So again, what the hell??? Regardless of whether he's looking at me because he finds me attractive or because he thinks I'm a freak of nature, a hard bold stare like that -- from a stranger no less -- just really pissed me off, for some reason. There are times I might feel flattered by it, but not today. On to the second stranger.
First I have to explain what my road's like. It's 2.1 miles of narrow country road, mostly lined with trees, several steep areas that bottom out with a creek, a few blind curves, ditches that will leave your chassis on the pavement (yes, it's paved), and a sharp uphill incline on the other side. This is NOT a road you want to drive fast on. Trust me. But there's always some asshole who acts like they have the road to themselves even when they see you approaching well in advance! I know this because he about blew me off the road today. Uh-oh. Now I am responsible to help him learn from this mistake. You see, I am the self-appointed Conscientious Driving Instructor for my street. I have one previous student who I'm proud to say now slows down when she sees me and passes me with the same care I pass her with. The instruction is rather simple.
In order to pass this course, you must realize two things: 1. I am not slowing down because I need to stop and take a leak in the trees or because I spotted a quarter on the road or because I suddenly realized I have a flat. I'm slowing down because I see you and am considering the dangers to both/either of us if we don't pass each other with caution.
2. I don't get over as far as I possibly can because I am a timid person or because I recognize your superior driving abilities or because my car is allergic to your car. I get over because I want to make sure we both have plenty of room to pass each other and our side mirrors aren't going to be kissing.
In order to pass this course, you must learn the skills of slowing down when passing another vehicle on a narrow country road and getting your ass over as far as it is safe to do so!
Tried-and-true method of teaching: When the student is seen approaching, the teacher --me-- will stay in the middle of the road where she cannot be passed, continuing forward slowly until student, having no choice, also slows down. At this point, the teacher --me-- will move back over to her side of the road and student and teacher shall pass each other in a safe manner.
The first student learned after being taught the lesson only twice. Let's see how fast the second student will learn.
Hey, I'd rather be a bitch than wind up 20-30 feet down in the creek like a turtle on its back!
**Regarding the BIG MUSIC ANNOUNCEMENT: Tommy Lee himself was on the phone with the DJ to let us know that in September, Motley Crue is coming to Freedom Hall. (He was announced as "The Man with the big dingdong, Tommy Lee"!!! Um, okay. And that affects his music how? And I need to know this because?)