Now and Here

I think it's time to go away for awhile. I need to try a new format. Give myself new challenges.

It's Hoppy!!!

I'm making my christmas wish lists. (Yes, I said Christmas and Lists.) And I realized that I have a lot more moody music than anything, which I think is a bit odd when you consider the kind of music that I really like to listen to. So...I need some Hoppy Music suggestions. Hoppy = happy music that you can hop, skip and twirl too. The best example that I can come up with is The White Stripes. So please, suggest, SUGGEST, whisper in my ear, send me a myspace page link. Please!

Currently on the list: Best of David Bowie, "Love Actually" soundtrack, The Donnas, The Beatles and U2.

BTW, I love the nod to the movie in this Buffy quote.

Woman Warrior Queen

I'm giddy. It's quite possibly turning into a trilogy. Coming out in October!

Definitely a Monday

• Working on Christmas.
• Ready for my ear to stop hurting.
• Gonna take care of business this afternoon.
• Feelin' good in a sweater.

They've all been invited to a party?

What do they have in common?

• guacamole dip and leftover nachos
• Cheetos
• day old bagel and cream cheese

Uber Disturbing!!!

I found this over at Pesky's:

Why the hubbub over a B-52 taking off from a B-52 base in Minot, North Dakota and subsequently landing at a B-52 base in Barksdale, Louisiana? That’s like getting excited if you see postal worker in uniform walking out of a post office. And how does someone watching a B-52 land identify the cruise missiles as nukes? It just does not make sense. So I called a old friend and retired B-52 pilot and asked him. What he told me offers one compelling case of circumstantial evidence. My buddy, let’s call him Jack D. Ripper, reminded me that the only times you put weapons on a plane is when they are on alert or if you are tasked to move the weapons to a specific site.

Then he told me something I had not heard before.

Barksdale Air Force Base is being used as a jumping off point for Middle East operations. Gee, why would we want cruise missile nukes at Barksdale Air Force Base. Can’t imagine we would need to use them in Iraq. Why would we want to preposition nuclear weapons at a base conducting Middle East operations?

His final point was to observe that someone on the inside obviously leaked the info that the planes were carrying nukes. A B-52 landing at Barksdale is a non-event. A B-52 landing with nukes. That is something else.

Now maybe there is an innocent explanation for this? I can’t think of one. What is certain is that the pilots of this plane did not just make a last minute decision to strap on some nukes and take them for a joy ride. We need some tough questions and clear answers. What the hell is going on? Did someone at Barksdale try to indirectly warn the American people that the Bush Administration is staging nukes for Iran? I don’t know, but it is a question worth asking.

Howl Is Teh Crazy

Clearly they were peeking in my window last night and did a representation of what was going on. Little how was clearly on the kitty krack. He would be laying on the carpet, suddenly purr, spring up and race down the hall. Then, he would come in, stare at the wall just above his head, attempt to catch the imaginary bug, purr, and run off. This cycle continued all night until he finally collapsed in our bed. At one point he ended up on top of his two foot tall kitty tower and freaked out for the next five minutes on how to get down. (Apparently jumping off of a two foot tower is much scarier than jumping off of the four foot tower that he does every day.) Kitties. Meh.

How Did They Know That's Been One of My Mantras Lately?

Whatever, Colleen.

I really mean that.

Whatever, whatever, whatever.

You can have it.

Whatever,
The Universe

Better Than a Giant Toothy Rabbit

I'm not sure what was going on with me yesterday. Possibly a sugar imbalance. Perhaps this quote from "Defending Your Life" describes it best.

Daniel Miller: Where were you? I'm just curious.
Bob Diamond: I'd tell you, but you wouldn't understand.
Daniel Miller: Don't treat me like a moron. Try me.
Bob Diamond: I was trapped near the inner circle of fault.
Daniel Miller: I don't understand.
Bob Diamond: I told you...

The link on yesterday's post has been fixed. That song is very much in my head. It has almost pushed out that one horrible, yet horribly funny, engrish song (track number one here since it was left off of the soundtrack) from "Lost in Translation" that was heard at Club Orange.

See? Getting my groove back.
I love wet umbrellas. I love it even more that I typed out forty poems that I wrote so many years ago into book form. Yes, I rolled my eyes more than once. Now the editing can begin! Sorry, no samples yet. Although, I'm hoping that this weekend will bring a couple more postcards so that I can take pictures of them and post here. I got a beautiful watercolor last night.
That reminds me...Halloween is approaching! I'm almost considering dressing up as a giant rabbit. Anyone want to take a gander as to why? (Clue: BTVS)
Buffy Quote:
Buffy: I didn't say I'd never slay another vampire. It's not like I have all these fluffy bunny feelings for them, I'm just not gonna get way extracurricular with it.

It Goes On Forever

Thank you to Jonny for this.

Hairball

This is it! I can feel it! Fall is finally coming in! (This is what happens when it starts raining at night and continues thru the morning - Happy Col!) Maybe by tonight or tomorrow we can open up the windows in the house and let it BREATHE! (Why is it just spring cleaning that matters and not seasonal cleaning? Every season needs it's own clean start!) I got so excited last night checking out all of the new Halloween ornaments that were coming out. So excited I almost decided right then and there to only ask for Halloween/Thanksgiving/Fall Harvest decorations for Christmas. What? I'm serious. Oooh...or maybe I can become a Holiday Fairy for Halloween. You know, where a mixture of every type of holiday clothing that I can find, then carry around a pet groundhog for luck. ;)

FOUND:

Two white hairs on my head.