what to say

With the upcoming state elections I'm not really sure who I'm voting for yet. But I can assure you there isn't a chance in hell that I'm voting for THIS GUY. What in the hell? Eliminate the last semester of high school for "men?" Is he fucking kidding? Yeah, my vote is NOT going to Rick O'Donnell. I want my son to go through all of high school. Every day of school he can get before college to help prepare him for life. I want him to have every day possible to prepare him to think for himself so like fucknuggets like Bush and his sycophants like Rick O' here don't make it into office ever again is key. Yeah, so I know who I'm not voting for.

My Daughter is a Poet

Here is a poem my daughter wrote. She's a budding poet at the age of 8. Can you tell I'm proud?

The Princess Mirror
by Bronte W.

When the
Princess looks
In her magical mirror
A forest jumps out
Animals jump out
A party jumps out.
The Princess looks
In her magical mirror
She runs in the forest
She plays
with the animals
She has a party
In her palace
Magical Mirror
Magical Mirror

Dan will kill me for posting this.

I posted this on a private site, but I keep coming back to it giggling. It's just to funny to me to keep private though.

Today after test driving a very cool old car the Danimal and I were driving back home. He was fidgetting and then says, "My front leg hurts."

WTF? His front leg? I started giggling.

"I MEAN my left leg!! My LEFT leg!! It's in front when I skateboard." haha!! I had a completely different image in mind. Even so, just shows how much we skateboard. We don't do left and right any more. It's a front leg and a back leg. I guess if he says "middle leg" I'll know what he's talking about.

*snicker*

Only one word works in some situations...

There are moments in life where all you can do is say, “fuck” because quite frankly they are the kinds of moments that your brain can’t really wrap around easily. They are moments where you just are stunned and not sure what to do so that seems like a really good starting point. Last night around 9:30 was such a moment at my house.
Max and Lily, the boxers who we live with, tore threw the house and out the dog door. Max was first and then seconds behind went Lily. Moments after they went out the most ferocious snarling and growling began. It was nothing like I’d ever heard from one of my dogs. Dan went to the door and looked out. He quickly slammed the door shut and turned. “Fuck! Fuck! They have a skunk!” He grabbed the block to the doggie door effectively locking them out and within seconds it was evident that the skunk had sprayed.
“What do we do?” was repeated many times. They were locked out with an either very injured skunk or a dead skunk and we were going to have to figure out a solution to not only getting rid of the wild beast, but cleaning up our now very smelly “attack” dogs. After determining it was, in fact, dead Dan removed the carcass from the yard placing it in a trash bag. I looked up the solution to the smell and called the vet. Both agreed that 3% hydrogen peroxide, baking soda and dish detergent mixed into a solution are the only thing that really works on dogs or people. Dan headed to the store.
I think we finally got to bed around 12:30. The smell in the house was still overwhelming. The dogs still were not completely scent free after 2 washings. The deck was bleached but still pretty smelly.
I’m still sort of thinking “fuck” but that’s life. It’s funny and gross and overwhelming and you just never know what it’s going to bring along.

I *heart* Danimal.

Just in case anyone was wondering...

I love my boyfriend. He's awesome and he takes good care of me. He bought me some of these so I can not get bruised any more while trying to pursue my goal of dropping in before I'm 38.

Yeah, I really love my boyfriend.

Open letter to Mr. Bush

Dear Mr. Bush,

You’ve said that American shouldn’t trust the Democrats to run Congress. That being said I have a few questions for you. Should we trust the wire taps you are using arbitrarily to spy on innocent Americans? Should we trust the prison guards that are presently torturing people who are supposed to be protected under the Geneva Conventions we signed? Should we trust C. Rice~ a woman who doesn’t seem to be able to read clear titled correspondence or listen to people directly telling her that we are about to be attacked? How about us trusting Senators like Mr. Foley? Should we trust Rumsfeld? I hear other people in your own administration and even your wife don't trust him. Or maybe we should just trust you, Mr. Bush. After all, you only lied to us about WMD and about your motives to go into Iraq. Isn’t trusting you and your cabinet what Valerie Plame did? Yeah, so on that note I think I’ll pass on listening to you, Mr. Bush, for advice on who I should trust or not. I did not vote for you or your cronies and will continue to everything in my voting power to get your kind out of office.

Signed,
V.W.
~”dissent is the truest form of patriotism”- Thomas Jefferson

I love this man. He's my hootie.  

Some of the Rules I Live By

Live your life as if everything you do is going to be on the front headlines of the newspaper. If you wouldn’t want it there then don’t do it. If you aren't ashamed of it then who cares who sees what is going on in your life?

Always let the people you love know it. Never let someone you love wonder how you feel. Life is too short and those people are too important.

Fuck the bastards. If someone can’t be supportive of me through good AND bad times then they are not a friend. They might be a useful acquaintance, but that’s it.

Know all the rules so you know how to break them when you don’t agree.

Don’t live by other people’s standards and don’t compromise my own.

I am the queen of my universe and the at the center of my stage.

In Remembrance- Sept. 1, 1933-Sept. 13, 2006 

This just in....

Radio Shack has officially won the "Shittiest Move In Corporate America" of the Day Award. Or maybe it's the "We have electronics but no balls award." I don't know. What I do know is that I've lost even the most remote (heh..that's punny) interest I ever had at shopping with them. I never have really shopped at Radio Shack. I think I went in a about a year and half ago because I needed to replace a radio antenna. I just don't foresee myself going in again after this. How is it that they couldn't take a few minutes to lay these people off in person? What a loser move. Good going, Radio Shack. Maybe that's why you are still a shack and not even a shed or a garage yet.

So, how DID we get to this point?

Alright. It's really hard to keep track of all the dealings in Washington that have summed into a body count of 2639 U.S. soldiers, but here is a really great summary of part of it. A really important part of it. The part that outlines some pretty big, fat lies that the Bushistas don't want you to remember. READ IT!!

And since I'm feeling a little pushy just go ahead and bookmark that blog. It's a keeper.

Telepopmusik makes me smile

It's not new, but...

I brought you something close to me,
Left for something you see though your here.
You haunt my dreams
Theres nothing to do but believe,
Just believe.
Just breathe

Blame this rant on Rummy

I read this just a bit ago and here is what I came up with.


Here's my take on all these old coots in Washington. They don't have anything to lose at this point because they are fucking old and falling apart (Cheney is seriously going any minute and Rummy already looks like a skeleton) so they use their power to test their cockamame theories. If the false theories by some crazy miracle work then they end up having a grand legacy. If they fail then they don't give a shit because they'll be dead in a few years before the poo hits the fan anyway. Ultimately, they aren't basing anything they do on knowledge or fact or experience, but rather theory and belief. They want it to be true that their god/power/psychosis has made them right they move ahead on false pretense. And there’s an old saying in Georgia, I know it’s said in Georgia, that “you can want in one hand and shit in the other and see which fills up faster.” Perhaps that is a good saying for them to move to Texas. Either way, that is where we are, our “leaders” with their hands full of shit and still insisting that they are right. Our country was built on a solid foundation that's been eaten away by greedy fuckers who want to prove that their beliefs and theories are the right ones. *sigh*

Alright. That's all I have to say for now.

Annetastic loves Devo! 

Thai Fried Rice

I'm not really sure what it is about the words "Thai Fried Rice" but they make my sweet Max into a very vocal bucking boxer. He responds by saying his very boxery "woooooohhhwooohwooh" and then hops around like he's on the PBR. Gooo Max! THAI FRIED RICE!!

sitting in the dark

Ain’t technology grand. We had a big thunderstorm a little bit ago and lost all power. Yet, here I am writing a blog. It’s kind of fun to be in my 1886 house using only candles to see by. I suspect this is how it felt back when the first owners of the house lived in it. Although, I suspect they had a few more light sources that didn’t require electricity in the house than what we have. I need to go buy more candles.

On another note, my legs are sore. Geoffrey and I got up and were at the skatepark by 7:15 and didn’t leave until sometime after 11. All the practice I’m getting in is really helping though. I actually am getting the idea of how to do turns in the bowls. Fun times.

Smile Maker!

I have a little challenge for all of you that read this. Here is the challenge and from where it stems.

Today I went for a little walk. When I was done I stopped in at Whole Foods to get some raspberries. The man behind me in line placed a chocolate bar down and only a chocolate bar. So, when it was my turn to check out I paid for his chocolate bar. I told him that everyone deserved a little free chocolate now and then and I hoped he had a fantastic day. I love to do this now and then because it makes my day to make someone elses.

So, the challenge- In the next couple of days treat a total stranger and report their reaction here. You can either be discrete about having paid for it or tell them that you’ve paid for it but either way do it. It doesn’t have to be expense (the chocolate was less than a dollar.) It’s really a lot of fun to treat someone that might take the inspiration and pass it along.

A poem for the "President."

Percy Shelley wrote this along time ago, but I think it's appropriate today. I would like to dedicate it to Mr. Bush.

OZYMANDIAS of EGYPT

I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said:—Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert.
Near them on the sand,
Half sunk, a shatter'd visage lies, whose frown
And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamp'd on these lifeless things,
The hand that mock'd them and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal these words appear:
"My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!"
Nothing beside remains: round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
The lone and level sands stretch far away.

I feel too icky to blog...

I was trying to work on a blog post about the fantastic time I had at the Bloc Party show on Monday, but the week’s chaos had gotten to me and I haven’t been able to really find good words for it. It’s been hard. A very hard week. I don’t want to whine about how hard it’s been so I haven’t posted anything. Here’s a quick synopsis of my immediate thoughts.

My ex-husband is a selfish bastard that doesn’t really consider his children in his life plans. Therefore instead of having a nice visit at Christmas they will get 4 days with him. I wish he would have some sort of epiphany of some sort, but I'd probably win the lottery before that would happen.
It sucks to feel distanced from a friend. It really just sucks.
It’s awesome when you can reconnect with an old friend. I got to do that this week and I am happy she wrote me back.
I love my dog and hope he lives a very long time. It will devastate me when he goes.
Work isn’t worth what I put into it emotionally. I need to disconnect the pride in my work with the bullshit I put up with. I work very hard and am not accepting excuses for not paying me for it.
Tea is good.
There is no way in hell I’m giving that jerk money for childcare when his girlfriend (who wants MY children to call her mom) is taking care of them. If you want to be called “Mom” you don’t get babysitting money.
I am very lucky to have the boyfriend I have. While I never would have thought initially that we would be so compatible I cannot imagine all the fun and happiness I would have missed out on without him.
I cannot wait to get my new skateboard together and go for a ride at the skate park. I haven’t had a short board in such a long time. I cannot WAIT!! I cannot WAIT!! I am going on the horseshoe!! WooT!
I don’t like being taken for granted.
I wish I didn’t feel like I’m about to throw up. Migraines suck.

100 Smoooochie facts

Go ahead. Count them. There are 100.

I took this idea from Mynxy.
I didn’t start out being allergic to cats. I had one until I was 6.
The smell of milk disgusts me.
The first time I ever had Chinese food was in Yucaipa, CA
My first skateboard was handmade. It was purple with a spider on it.
I love eating berries.
I believe in power underwear.
I like room temperature water.
I nearly died of asphyxiation when I was 14.
My last tattoo hurt worse than I expected by a LOT.
I’ve never cared for the Sex Pistols.
I enjoy how it feels to have my legs waxed.
Orange juice without pulp is as wrong as chocolate bagels.
As a rule I don’t like other people’s children. I love mine more than anything.
If I am home alone I prefer to sleep w/ a nightlight.
Trivial Pursuit is my favorite board game.
I hate to play cards.
I don’t get enough sleep.
I don’t let relationships go easily.
I’m not fond of wearing clothes.
I believe in God.
I’m a particular eater. I like good food done simply.
I dream of owning a spa.
I love to dance. Once I get started I don’t like to stop.
I love to give presents.
I’m very selfish.
I want what I want.
Everything about eggs is disgusting. Even the way the word sounds.
I don’t like making exceptions.
I love to kiss for hours.
I love the way YlangYlang smells.
I’m super sensitive to scent. It’s important to smell good.
I love to wear skirts.
I believe that patience is only a virtue to people who think they will live forever.
I try not to have regrets, but I still do.
Coca cola is good room temperature.
I once had the police called on me for spraying the neighbor’s dog w/ the hose.
I am hard on my tailbone.
I used to walk a LOT.
I had never taken care of a baby until I had one.
I don’t like going out on my birthday.
I think bald is sexy.
I think skinny is so NOT sexy.
I can fold a load of towels in less than 5 minutes.
I like my CD’s alphabetized and in date order.
I like my books kept the same way w/ fiction and non-fiction separately filed.
I believe in road maps to achieving my goals.
I want to try burlesque.
I would never take a job where I was required to wear pantyhose.
Cinnamon gum is my favorite flavor of gum.
I have a very low tolerance for blatant stupidity. If you don’t know something, make an attempt to find out. If you just don’t know and don’t care that you don’t know do not interfere with my space because I have no problem letting you know that you are an idiot.
I refuse to shop at Wal-Mart or Sam’s Club.
I don’t like to be cold. It hurts.
I look horrible in all pastels except for pink.
I love my skateboard and like my snowboard a lot.
I’m pretty good at algebra.
I love creating spreadsheets.
I like my feet to look good.
I love my friends fiercely.
I like tea a lot. Hot, cold, room temp it really doesn’t matter much.
I’m in love.
I like to play.
I really don’t like minivans.
I can be a snob about certain things.
When I was 6 I told my grandmother that I only wanted brown children. I got them.
Civil disobedience is sometimes a requirement.
I love bats. They are so cute and fascinating.
I think Gwen Stefani is a fun person even though I’ve never met her.
I know how to use power tools.
I love to have my photo taken.
Country music nauseates me.
I still buy into love songs.
When I was young I wanted to be a star. The kind in space. Not in Hollywood.
Cotton candy is the best food ever invented.
I can’t imagine owning any dog but a boxer. I do think Boston Terriers are cute, though.
I have two fake teeth because I was born without permanent ones.
I love a bargain, but only if it’s something I really will use.
I know a lot about finances, but don’t always use the knowledge well.
I’m allergic to eggplant.
I love political science and history. They are fun!
I lived in the same house until I was 24 years old.
I didn’t meet my father until I was 27 years old.
I have a lot of scars.
I realize that police officers are necessary, but I don’t like them very much.
I have no interest in visiting Hawaii really. There are too many other places that intrigue me.
I fight fires and clear up bullshit for a living. Very little glory in that.
Ham and cheese sandwiches are super tasty, but they make me sick to my stomach.
I have 7 e-mail accounts.
I do not want a Blackberry EVER.
I am obsessive about wearing sunscreen if I go outside.
I have little patience with a lot of talk and no action. Put your money where your mouth is and take action!
I don’t like jasmine tea. It tastes like A&D ointment.
I excel at written and analytical exams.
I am very worried about the Constitution.
Even though I really enjoy most vegetables I could never be a vegetarian.
I love to celebrate Halloween.
I don’t like gin because it tastes like juniper.
I saw the Osmonds when I was 6.
I bruise easily.
It took me 2 weeks to come up with 100 things.