Friday, June 18, 2010

Hello, Bloggers

Yes, I'm still here.  Things have been crazy and my computer sucks.  I am currently inebriated in Nashville.

Oh, guess what?  I'm n the market for a new car.  I'm so excited.  I think I will get it next's awesome.  I'll let you know.

I'm really sorry that my daily blog posting fell apart for June.  I had great things to tell you.  We'll all admire my new car when I get it.  In the mean time I'll look for a new knock knock joke.

Teaser:  It's green!

Thursday, June 10, 2010

Knock Knock

Who's There?

Impatient Cow

Impatient C..


Tuesday, June 8, 2010

Technical difficulties

I am having to type this out on my wii. My computer is crap. All of you should try to post on your wii with that damn remote or whatever you call this thing. Ah, yes, the controller vibrating in your hand. How does it make that noise? Why does it make that noise?

Seriously...this has taken me like 10 minutes. I'm outty.

Saturday, June 5, 2010

Cinco de Juno

Since the writing prompt wasn't up early enough yesterday I thought I would save it for today (since there aren't any for the weekends).

Friday, June 4, 2010
What's the first thing that pops into your mind when you think of your father?

Um.  No.

This is father's day month, isn't it?  Crap.  Well, I don't have time for this. 

Wait, yes I do.  The absolute first thing that pops into my head is vodka and lemonade.

There...that wasn't so bad.  I'm sure there will be more father-related posts this month and I will deal with it when they come (I said come).  I have to go to my regular shift of 11 am to 11 pm this weekend and work with people that I really don't care for so I don't need to be making an emotional wreck out of myself right now.

By the way, I sure did sleep good yesterday after that wine.  Didn't have a headache or anything, either!

Friday, June 4, 2010

June Superfecta

It's 8:30 in the morning...guess what I'm doing?

Yes, my friends, that is cheap box o'wine in that plastic cup.  The absolute best part of working midnights is coming home and drinking!  It makes it almost worthwhile.

Fussy hasn't posted the writing prompt for today and I need to go to bed so I can get up and go back to work at 7 pm.  Did I mention that I am working. Every. Single. Day. Until June 17th?  Lots of whine in your futures, dumplings.

Where was I?  I don't know.  Guess I'll just clear up a thing or two from the previous posts.

No, I don't wear daisy dukes.  But I could if I wanted to.  I just meant that I don't have to cover up from head to toe in dark wool.  I probably should, but that's another post altogether.

(whoo, wine goes straight to your head when you've been up for 23 hours)

Um.  Yeah.  Lost it.  Huh.  Well, technically this counts as posting every day for June.  Screw the prompts.  It's my blog after all.

Oh, yeah, now I remember;  Blagojevich.  That's my esteemed former Illinois governor that I voted for twice.  Hey, Buckethead, remember when we shunned the republicans at the Halloween Parade and that one lady yelled at you and you told her you loved your Tennessee.  Good times.  Norway.

Okay, I am officially goofy.  I need to go to bed.  See y'all tomorrowish.

Thursday, June 3, 2010

June Troika

Thursday, June 3, 2010
Define "freedom."

Oh that Fussy.  How does she come up with these things?

It's too hard.  I don't get too serious here.

Sheesh.  I've written and re-written.  I don't know.

Being fortunate enough to be born here, freedom is something I take for granted.  I can't imagine living in a place where I couldn't pick up a newspaper and read about what a schmuck my ex-governor is.  I also can't imagine living in a place where I wasn't given the opportunity to vote for said schmuck not just once, but twice.  Not only was I given that opportunity but I availed myself of it.  You're welcome, America.

I can put on a pair of daisy dukes, drink a beer, and go outside and shoot a gun.  Not all women can do that.  Isn't that sad?  This is truly a great country.

I hope tomorrow is easier.

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

june the duece

Writing Prompt for June 2:

What's your favorite poem (and if you don't have one, why)?

Ok, I'm not a poetry person.  I remember swooning to a couple of sonnets in high school, but I don't have the inclination to go looking for them now.

Then I thought, I really liked that I Sing the Body Electric song that they sang at the end of the movie Fame.

Guess what?  The only thing that song has in common with Walt Whitman's poem is the title.  Have you read that particular part of Leaves of Grass?  That dude is kinda pervy.  I like it.  But I like the song better (no talk of bowels).

I sing the body electric
I celebrate the me yet to come
I toast to my own reunion
When I become one with the sun

And I'll look back on Venus
I'll look back on Mars
And I'll burn with the fire of ten million stars
And in time
And in time
We will all be stars

I sing the body electric
I glory in the glow of rebirth
Creating my own tomorrow
When I shall embody the earth

And I'll serenade Venus
I'll serenade Mars
And I'll burn with the fire of ten million stars
And in time
And in time
We will all be stars

We are the emperors now
And we are the czars
And in time
And in time
We will all be stars

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

June the first

As if I don't have enough crap going on...I thought I'd try to blog every day this month. 

nablopomo has writing prompts every day, so here goes:

Writing Prompt for Tuesday, June 1, 2010

When you were little, what did you want to be when you grew up?

I wanted to be a cocktail waitress.  For reals.  I wanted to wear that little frilly tutu skirt and fishnet hose and carry drinks around on a tray.

Awesome.  Now I feel like a failure.

See you tomorrow.