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Thursday, May 03, 2007

I learned some cool new effects in Photoshop, and I had my way with them!

Everybody gets to be a zombie!

Except for Jenny. She's too cute to be scary so I had to make her into a stitched up zombie doll.

Here I come Hollywood! I am putting myself out there for any horror project makers. If you want me to work for you, just let me know. I think I can fit you in my schedule....

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

My fish died today.

All of them.

All 8 of them.

They were healthy, happy, absolutely beautiful goldfish with long 4 inch tails. I rescued all the pretty ones from the Oscar when they were bought as feeder fish 7 years ago, and a couple that made it through the night in her tank. I put them all in our pond, and they survived floods, droughts, heat waves, and stray cats. Two of them even had a little kid.

He would have been 3 inches long this summer.

And my baby, the calico shubunkin, is no where to even be found. I can't even bury him with his family.

Apparently, the de-icer that's been keeping them alive for the last 7 winters, lost control of it's thermostat and heated the water up to over 130 degrees.

My fish literally cooked to death.

There was steam flowing off the water like a hot tub. Their shiny scales had fallen off their bodies and there were just little holes where their eyes had been. Needless to say, the smell was quite strong.

I only recovered four bodies. Three gold and the one white guy. I believe I found the spine of the tiny baby. But the other two gold ones and my shubunkin must have inevitably disintegrated in the bottom sludge.

Earl and I are heart broken. It's a terrible thing to see. Not only were they part of our family for so long, but they had their own family starting. Earl swears we'll never use a heater again.

And we had no idea that they were suffering such a painful death. I hope they just fell asleep after the water got to a certain temperature, and didn't feel anything, but how will we ever know.

RIP my little friends. I am so sorry the fate you all suffered.

I know heaven has a big lake waiting for you.

Friday, April 06, 2007


If any of you are looking for a pet food that is SAFE from the recall, may I introduct BREEDER'S CHOICE

Said and done - This is the world's best pet food.

My experience has led me to believe that this stuff, by far, is the best, healthiest, most natural pet food available. The Active Care formula has such amazing level's of Glucosamine and Chondroitin Sulfate that it even impressed my vet. And the cat food is made with cranberries, cottage cheese, and avocados - what? Yes, that's right.

During this recall, I emailed Breeder's Choice to reassure me that my pets were safe. Not only did Sue, a Breeder's Choice representative, email me back that day to give me some peace of mind, but she continued to email me and answer my questions for the next three days.

It is NOT part of the recall - they don't even use wheat gluten. NO synthetic compounds, NO artificial preservatives, and NO bi-products... "All ingredients for any of our foods are from sources in the United States, except for New Zealand lamb. We do not have wheat gluten in our foods. Breeder's Choice is NOT involved in the recall by Menu Foods. Our products are safe and we take every measure necessary to insure that they continue to be safe." - Sue.

I told Sue about the foods and treats I feed my dogs and cats, and today, unexpectedly but gratefull, I received $10 worth of coupons for the Breeder's Choice products I buy. She gets a gold star from me.

Did I mention my animals scarf this food down? They love it!

Take it from me, this stuff is fantastic! And no, I'm not getting paid to say this although maybe I should be.

Thursday, January 18, 2007

It's come down to this, folks.

My very own, super duper, handy handheld, touch screen, electronic, portable backgammon traveling device.

Should be here in 5-7 days. I'm already itching something fierce.

Tuesday, January 16, 2007

So Saturday I didn’t feel like myself. Okay yes, it was gloomy outside and we stayed up way too late the night before, but seriously, what I’m about to tell you may sicken your stomach…

I spent the entire day - the entireeee day - sitting in my chair playing Internet backgammon.

That's right.

First of all, I didn’t get out of bed until 1:30pm.

Second of all, I never got out of my pj’s. I just my sat my ass down in front of the computer and started playing. And when the game was over, I just started it again. I never turned on the TV, I never even turned on the lights. I just sat there with my little dragon lamp showing me where my keyboard was. I knew where my mouse was because my hand was stuck to it.

Once in awhile, while I was waiting for a worthy opponent, I would get up, walk 8-feet into the kitchen, put a load of wash in the machine or grab something to eat. So not only were my arteries rotting away from my lazy stagnant blood, and not only was my butt slowly growing roots into the chair, and not only were my legs stiff from not moving for so long, but my whole diet for Saturday consisted of water, cereal, a piece of pizza, some pistachios, and yes, some beer. Granted I did not drink the beer with the cereal because that's just gross. The cereal, I'll have you know, was Heart Smart and it was eaten in the afternoon time, so it was the first thing in my stomach before anything else because breakfast is the most important meal of the day. See, I did do some good for myself. The beer was much much later, wayyyy after the cereal. More like around the pizza and pistachio time.

Then, around 8pm, I got up to use the bathroom, and found myself back to sleep in bed, complete with slippers still on.

Sunday however, I manage to get dressed. I picked up dog poop, did more laundry, did the dishes, cleaned the family room, walked on the treadmill, and took out the trash. Then, I sat in my chair and played backgammon.

Which brings me to the question of - Why is it that I will finish the game no matter how bad I’m losing, but when I’m winning, my opponent always decides to quit the game before I can win? There should be some kind of electric shock I can administer through the keyboard so they are forced to stay until I have officially won. It’s just not the same if you can’t tell them to kiss your ass as you pull your last chip off the board. Mind you, they cant actually hear you, but it feels good to me just the same.

I ask so little from people.

Yesterday, Earl and I ate something bad at dinner time. I can’t tell you what exactly, but we suspect it was the coleslaw.

So Monday, I was paying for it big time. I must have gone to the bathroom 10 times at work. Brought back fond memories of the old colitis flare-ups. I was so spent by the end of the day, all I wanted to do was go back to bed. But I took my nap on the ride home, woke feeling better, and actually went to kickboxing class. That was a feat in itself because Monday’s class is an hour and a half long...

Why we push ourselves to work when we are sick, but then blow it all off when something more fun comes up, I'll never know.

I felt pretty good through the whole class, until the very end when we had to do a certain type of crunch… and let me just tell you, I was clenching. Something funny was starting to happen down there and I can’t even describe the sound it was making. Fortunately, it wasn’t a very loud sound so I was the only one who knew about it. As luck would have it, we changed exercises before anything crazy happened. And there’s no better feeling then when you know you're in the clear. Driving home my legs were kinda shaky, but I was going to be fine.

I went home, drank about a gallon of water, had a little dinner with a glass of red wine, and went to bed.

And there you have it. Four days summed up in one little post. And well, here I am today telling you about it so I guess it’s really five days. And today, my ass is killing me. But it’s a good kind of pain, like the one when you did a million squats and lunges the night before. Not the bad pain, like what you thought I was talking about. Yeah, you know the one.

I’m feeling like some backgammon coming on too…

Friday, January 12, 2007

I was reading in my Popular Photography magazine about a woman who creates designs by duplicating a photo and then merging with itself into something that catches her eye. I thought it looked like fun, so I merged my moth.

You know, its kinda cool!

Thursday, January 11, 2007

The Actually's of a Perfect World -

Isn't it just so typical.

You budget in a simple oil change for your car...

And end up having to calculate in two new tires and an air filter.

Just once, I would like to hear,

- "Actually, your car is perfect and doesn't need anything done to it at all."

And while I'm at it, would it be so difficult to hear at least one of these actually's every month??

- "Actually, it isn't as bad as you thought. In fact, it's alot better than you ever could imagine."

- "You'd think it was fattening by how good it tastes... but actually, its got no fat or calories at all and you can have as much as you want."

- "I know you thought it was going to be really expensive, but actually, it's so cheap I'm not even going to bother charging you."

- "Actually, you over paid so now we owe you money."

- "You actually look younger than you did 10 years ago."

- "Did you actually think we were going to charge you for that?"

- "Actually, you were right and I was wrong."

- "We mis-read it, so you actually have all the time you need."

- "Actually, you just won the whole pot."

- "Turns out, too much exercise is bad for you so you are actually over-doing it.

- "Actually, we were hoping you wouldn't mind letting us pay for it."

- "It's actually healthier for you to drink beer than water."

- "It's a proven fact that blondes not only have more fun, but they are actually smarter than brunettes."

- "Sitting on the couch is actually better for you than walking on a treadmill."

- "Actually, you can retire when you turn 36."

- "There was a mistake with your mortgage. You actually own your house now."

- "Brad Pitt called. He actually wants you over Angelina."

- "Eatting less than one dessert a night can actually damage your stomach ."

- "By not having a degree in something, you've actually added 20 years to your life"

- "Donald Trump would actually perfer you to take the job."

- "The Government actually owes you money."

Hey, I can dream.