Hallowed Ween

Well, the Halloween party yesterday was rather interesting. It was a typical party, except I wound up staying for 6 hours. I had a fair amount to drink. I remember bouncing around for a while. There was an extremely cute girl dressed as a vampire. No one knew who she was. Every time I thought about going to ask her her name, someone would wind up asking me a question and I would get distracted for another 5 minutes or so. The only time I totally screwed it up was when I decided to get some *more* ribs. I guess the desire for food just overpowered the desire to learn mystery chick's name.
Brian was sporting his lovely Britney Spears outfit. That was disturbing on many levels, but he decided to take it to another step by creating a new variation of breasts I call "Carrot Tops". Basically, he bit two carrots in half and created some nipples.
Mike's Leaf Blower outfit was entertaining.
Kacey was gorgeous in her Pirate outfit.
Kenny was funny in his broken Ghostbuster's outfit.
BTW....did anyone else notice the *older woman* warming up to Kenny later in the evening? That was pretty interesting.
I met a woman dressed up as an "Evil Pussy". That was interesting too.
I did wind up having a nice conversation with Leeloo from The Fifth Element. I was not expecting to talk to her much, but three subjects wound up lasting a while: Dragon*CON, Melissa/PickleFish, and The Fifth Element. She was asking some questions about DC because, apparently, she had wanted to go this year, but didn't. She definitely wants to go next year with her Leeloo costume because she put so much work into it.
At one point I mentioned the Animé rooms as DC. Well, this resulted in her asking me if she had shown me her tattoo. ...Now..thiss girl is dressed in a few strips of elastic material...I did not see a tattoo...so I looked and did not see one...so I responded with "Umm...no?"
Well...it was under one of the straps. I had to move it to see it. That was fun. I did feel very guilty for that at first, but that feeling went away quickly.
There was a guy there that decided he wanted to become a Ghetto Jedi. I coined the term Ghedi.
Hmm...that reminds me...Does everyone know the correct pronunciation of "GHOTI"?
The RIBS were awesome. Even the few I had without BBQ sauce on them were awesome.
I ate the crap out of some cream puffs.
THAT REMINDS ME.
The most entertaining moment of the evening.
Kacey was extremely sleepy. She was looking at the cream puffs in the orange bowl and asked, "What are those?"
Everyone said pretty much in unison "Cream Puffs".
I asked if she wanted one. I forget her exact mumblage, but it was basically the equivalent of "What is a cream puff? NO!"
She was too tired to eat one...so I picked on up to stick in her mouth for her. Being nice...I did not want to completely shove it into her mouth. Well, this turned out to be a mistake. She bit down on it and the cream exploded out onto her face. That was funny. Everyone laughed....except Kacey.
I need to figure out how to cook ribs like Big Joe Duke.
Oh yeah, it looks like we may need to find somewhere **else** to eat on Thursdays because Los Arcos closes at 9pm.
Ok...my thoughts have hit the point of randomness now.
I did meet Smokey and Bandit yesterday. They are so cute. It inspired me to take a picture of Gibbet. Though, using my camera with the flash is a bad idea, because she turns out super bright and shiny. So...I used Night Mode on my phone to take a super blurry and pixelated pic.
Last night at the party, after most of everyone was gone, we spoke with Slim for a while about Jack Thompson. Before that Mike was talking about the conversation he had with the possum.
I should shut up now, cause this has not chronological order.
Next time, perhaps I should think before I type. Oh well, till the next post...

***********EDIT************

....several hours later.....
I almost forgot to mention the Spartan Cheerleader - Jared,
and of course there was Dr. Indiana Jones - Jeremy.
I must say, watching Jared do the "perfect cheer" was very funny.
Of course, there was that ghost of Rick James. He was a hoot. Tammy's sister-in-law was dressed as marionettete puppet.
Right now, that is about all I can remember.

In Sam We Trust

Many many years ago, a man named Sam Walton created a company called "Wal-Mart".
Well, I recently saw on an episode of The Colbert Report that Walmart has completed all the steps necessary to become its own country.
Details:
Two Wal-Mart locations in Florida have gotten approval from the government to have in-store medical clinics. This means that these two locations will have plenty of food, water, supplies, entertainment, and a whole slew of weapons! Tons of knives, plenty of guns, and lots of ammo.
What is stopping them?
Oh well, c'est jeudi. Je ne travaille pas. Hurray!

...problems...

I suddenly became very weak and highly fatigued. I do not know why. It just happened randomly. I felt a sudden urgent need for food....so I went to the kitchen to fix some. I am trying to eat a small pizza, but I do not have the energy to eat it as quickly as I feel I should be. Still, I am doing my best. The problem is...I am not feeling any better. I am still very weak.
I may go back to the kitchen after I eat this pizza and cook some chicken or steak or something...I do not know what is wrong.
I wish I could just go to sleep.
BTW...in case anyone was ever wondering...the only thing on Basic Cable worth watching between 5:00am and 5:30am is the news. Mama's Family comes on, but that is barely worth watching.
...
Well...I am about to go fix some more food. See you in a few more minutes, blog.

Something is Wrong Here

Ok...
most of the people that know me know that I have a sleeping problem.
My doctor, after trying Ambien, prescribed me Trazodone.
After my last experience with this, I posted what I had "seen".
Then... Brian sent me this link that was sent to him by "kc".
http://www.mentalhealth.com/drug/p30-d03.html

Well....after reading through this...I am highly concerned...and rather confused.

Trazodone appears to be a treatment for Depression.
I am not depressed. I am SLEEPY...and I cannot sleep. Why am I taking depression medicine?
One of the side effects is priapism, which is a fancy word for "never-ending hard-on".
...I am not going to go into details on here as to the extensiveness of THAT.
.....
and one of the worst side effects I noticed was....INSOMNIA!
Why on EARTH did my doctor prescribe me a medicine for insomnia that causes INSOMNIA!?
I am trying to get RID of the insomnia.
I think she gave me the wrong medicine.
Time to schedule another visit...so I can slap her....then get the right medicine.
I do not need to have any more of those hallucinations. That just plain sucked. I was scared out of my wits completely for half an hour!
I officially hate Ambien AND Trazodone.

...
That priapism stuff may make for a wonderful anecdote at a party after much alcohol has been consumed. I'll need it.
No medicine for me for the rest of the week.
So long, fair blog.

Spiritual Awakening

Ok. I got off work last night around 12:30am. I knew I needed to wake up early to start my new job at Pelican360. I did not get there as early as I had hoped. Here is why:
I knew I would not get to sleep without help, so I broke down and took one of the new sleeping pills my doctor prescribed. I have stopped the Ambien, it was just...horrible. Most of you reading already know why. Well...now I have a reason to hate Trazodone.
It took effect around 2:00 and I finally fell asleep between 2:10 and 2:30, not sure exactly when I fell asleep.
What I AM sure of is when I woke up again. 4:32am.
I was either totally conscious during what happened next, was having a lucid dream, or had an encounter with an evil spirit.....but it went down like this...
I heard a sound. It was very much like the sound one would hear in World of Warcraft if they were standing next to someone that stealthed.
I think to myself....hmm....I must have left WoW running.
Then it dawned on me, I shut down my computer.....and I never leave WoW running....
So I turn to look and I see this horrible ghostly creature hovering above me. I can feel it sucking the life out of me, and I am paralized. Suddenly, I do not see it. I still cannot breathe. I am wide awake, and cannot call for help. Without any kind of transition...I am there, alone, with nothing around me.
Needless to say, I was completely scared out of my wits. This was not a typical nightmare....because I was totally conscious during the thing.
So, pulling off the typical "scared little kid" scenario, I turn on the lights, the TV, the fan, the heater....anything that made ambient noise....because I am a firm believer that sounds scare ghosts away. Do not ask me why...I just do. I feel safer when the TV is on.
Well...I am kind of hoping that this was just a hallucination, but if not...then I am even more scared to sleep.
This would not be so bad if Hollywood was not haunted as well. I hate working up there late at night alone. I always feel like something is following me around or watching me (when I am in projection).

There were two other things I wanted to discuss in this blog, but I forgot what they were. If I remember what they are, I will post again. I figure...I will have many laughs coming my way due to the sheer nonsensicalness of this post.

So long, for now.

Fire!! ...or...not

Well...it was a pretty slow night at work.
That being said, we only had about 6 or 7 people arrested.
I think we had 3 arrested for smoking pot in one of our stairwells,
and the rest were arrested for discharging a fire extinguisher in one of our theatres.
It was bad.
They are dry-chemical extinguishers, so they basically just expunge a vast amount of dust that gets all over everything quickly and fills the air with a fine mist.
Needless to say, the people in the auditorium were upset.
I can understand that...but did they really have to YELL at me as if it was my fault?
Those people were very mean.

A few of the people were nice....especially the ones that did not leave. They just roughed it out and watched the movie anyway. Some of them did not even know what happened. I do not see how. They must be blind. The chemical was all over everything....even them.
Oh well.

...

On a different note...I recently got a notice from Maxim Magazine telling me that it is time to renew my subscription. I had forgotten I had one. Apparently I have not been receiving some of the issues. Well...there is a point to this...I promise.
I got the November issue yesterday. Just before heading to work I fanned through it and saw an article about creating the ultimate PC. I thought that was interesting. They had a price quote on an nVidia Dual Geforce 7800 GTX for like...$600. I thought that was insane.

Well anyway, I just read through the magazine and one of the sections was "100 Things You Need to Know About Women". Now....many of these are interesting. A couple of the things that really jumped off the page at me are:

73: "Over the course of her life, a woman will use 10 men for every one she loves. If you lent her your car or helped her move and didn't get laid, you're one of the 10."
Wow...I've been in several lists of 10.

67: "Kiss her before two dates have gone by or you'll be 'friended.'"
Well...that explains a lot there.

55: "The best-looking women often possess the least self-confidence."
Anybody ever meet Karen at the Vanguard? She is a prime example.

37: "Women's public bathrooms are about three times more disgusting than men's."
....This...is true. Unfortunately. Cleaning the restrooms at Hollywood has proven this time and time again. Women are disgusting.

29: "On a first date, women never order what they really want to eat."
I shall have to bring this up if I ever have another first date.

25: "At least one of her friends wants to sleep with you."
I am assuming this is referring to a girlfriend, and not just a random woman.

22: "If you want more sex, tell your girl an attractive woman hit on you that day. Sixty percent of the time, it works every time."
I just found that one funny.

5: "Female serial killers tend to use poison rather than guns or knives."
This is just disturbing.

...and I think the funniest one I read, just because of what it says is:
44: "A psycho jealous girl will do anything to keep her man -- including anal."
I thought that was funny.

That is my copyright violation for the day.
Catch you later, blog.

Jewel Staite: Catalina Kaylee

A few weeks ago I watched a movie entitled Serenity.
The movie was awesome. It made me want to watch the series it was based on. The series is called "Firefly". I still need to go buy that as soon as I get some extra cash.
There is a point to this little story...
I was highly attracted to the mechanic in the movie. Her name: Kaywinnit Lee Frye, or Kaylee for short.
I felt like I had seen her before, but could not quite place her.
Well...
in yet another one of my insomniatic bouts, I was looking through various stuff and came across a website I have not been to in a while. It is called Jump the Shark. Basically, it lets people list when they think specific television shows lost their edge and should have been cut short.
I started looking through some shows and started to reminisce about my old Nickelodeon days. This made me decide to start looking through old shows and see what other people had to say about them.
Some of my old favorites were Salute Your Shorts, Ren & Stimpy, You Can't Do That on Television, The Secret World of Alex Mack, Rocko's Modern Life, blah blah blah. You know all that crap.
Well...I suddenly remembered having a huge crush on a rainbow headed girl on an old show about some kids in space. So...I decided to look it up.
It was called Space Cases.
In only a few clicks, I found a link between Catalina and Firefly. I thought this was odd, so I read up on it.
The girl that played the cute rainbow-headed chick is the same as the mechanic from Firefly? Could it be true?
I looked it up.

YES! It is true. So now I know where I know her from. I have had a crush on her since I was 14.
The great part about this is that I have had a crush on her since SHE was 14...possibly 13.
She is 5 months younger than I am.
Do you realize what kind of fantasies that forces through my brain?
I am now HORRIBLY pissed that I did not stand in that insanely long line at Dragon*CON to meet her. I think she was there. I did not know what Firefly was at the time, though.
If I knew then what I know now....man...
I just cannot express what I am thinking right now.
I think I am falling in lust.

Well...Jewel...if you are reading this...know this:
You have one more dually-devoted fan.

http://www.fireflywiki.org/

Fatties

Ok. Way back in the day (and still around now if you look hard enough), there was a piece of clothing known as a corset. Also bodices, girdles, and what-not.
These devices were designed to fool males and make the female body look more attractive than it really is.

I had no problem with it until I just started watching this infomercial for "Slim & Lift".
These people are making money off of a product that came out hundreds of years ago.
All they are doing is selling this piece of cloth that squeezes the female body to hide the fat.
Apparently hiding "problem areas" is big.

This product physically makes me sick.
Well, that is unfair.
Actually...seeing the Before and After pictures makes me sick.

Now...this product is perfectly fine, so long as the girl keeps it on and does not take off any clothes. But the thing is designed to hide her FAT. It seems to me that perhaps she should take a different method.
Instead of Hiding the Fat....get rid of it. PUT DOWN THE FORK!!

Oh..oh...this girl just said "I am a plus size model, so the Slim & Fit is perfect for me."
Why not just say "I am a fatty that walks around while people look at my loose fitting clothes."

OH YUCK... They just had a huge fatty with a 59" belly put it on. She is still a fatty.
What is going to happen when she takes the thing off? When she meets some nice guy and goes into the bathroom to "put on something a little more comfortable".....do you honestly think he is not going to notice when you come out larger than you were?

Don't LIE! If you are uncomfortable about your body...change it. Do not HIDE the problem....unless you are on the beach...in which case you can just ...leave. Go hide. I do not want to see you. Eww.
I reiterate.....

PUT DOWN THE FORK!

...this is unfair. I am totally slamming this product without mentioning the positives of it.
At least all the fatties that I was not going to date anyway won't make me AS sick when I am out and about. So I guess it is not all that bad.

This product is totally horrible. You will NEVER see a guy wearing this product. Well...unless he loses a bet. Either BE PROUD...or LOSE IT. Do not hide it!! That's just lying.

Ugh.... fatties.
I blame the fork.

Mysteries of the Half dot Com

I have several books, one DVD, and a video game posted for sell on half.com.
I was rather curious why the books were not selling at the beginning of the fall semester season.
Eventually I was happy when one book sold. I sent it off, and I am about to get paid for it.
Now...the mystery...
I decided to change some information on my profiles on ebay and half.
Apparently, I was "On Vacation". Now...I did not set that recently.
I set that when I went to Atlanta. I had no power here due to Katrina. I took my computer with me, connected in the Hotel room, and set myself to "On Vacation". That was September 2nd.
Apparently I have been on vacation since then.
This makes me wonder.....
HOW....did I sell the book I sold two weeks ago?
It was supposed to be invisible to people until I got "back".
Now...I am happy that it sold,
but this seems to be a small problem in Half.com's setup.
Perhaps they should check that out.

More Terraforming

...Ok...
After thinking about the hose issue, I realize that could be very dangerous. Even with a bunch of slack...one quick punch in the wrong direction and you would have basically a whip traveling hundreds of miles an hour near the surface.
So...even though the idea could still work...I came up with another idea for pumping the water into space.
In one of our No-Fly zones, build a very very very very tall pipe. It could be relatively thin if you wanted it to be, but would have to be pretty darn sturdy. Design it in such a way that water can ONLY travel up. You could but flow preventers every few feet or so. That way..once the water gets beyond a certain point, it would not fall back down.
Pump the water into space!!
You could pump as much as you wanted...so long as the pipe holds up.
...Just do not let it fall over.
It will require some awesome levels of reinforcement...but once it is done...You can pump as much water to Mars as you want. Just get someone up there to tow it over.

...
I still kind of like the hose idea, though.

Terraforming Mars

I have devised a couple of methods that may work to help get plenty of water on Mars' surface as to allow for the future support of life.

1) This method is hypothetical...
There is been a rumor spreading that people have found ice on Mars in the regions of the North Pole. If this truly is the case, and is not a hoax...then this makes things very easy. Just send up a device that can melt that ice and let it flow around the planet. Give it time to settle...then when some ponds form and soak the areas around them...plant some trees, bushes, flowers, etc. Do this to as many spots as possible. The plants will convert the CO2 into O2. They will reproduce, and start doing it more. If we really want, we can pump some of out Nitrogen out there, but that is just being picky. Give it several years, and there should be plenty of oxygen. Hopefully Mars has enough gravity to hold the Oxygen on the surface.
There are many little details that could be discussed or need to be worked out...but it still seems like a good idea to me.

2) The method I thought of before hearing about the ice on Mars....
Basically...we need to get some water to Mars, but everyone keeps saying that Water is too heavy and we would never get off the ground with very much at a time.
Ok...so hear is my plan.
Build a very large collapsible container. You could possibly make it inflatable. It must be collapsible because you need to be able to reduce it to fit on the ship. Also, create some very light-weight hose capable of withholding water. You may want to make the diameter of the hose relatively thin to save space...because you need say...about...100 miles worth or more.
These are your two major payloads, other than food, supplies, and fuel.
Now...blast into space.
Enter into a geo-synchronous orbit at a point directly "above" a pumping station designed specifically for the purpose of pumping water for this project. Lower the hose. Attach the hose. The pumping station must be capable of pumping the water into space. This may require a lot of power, due to the water pressure pushing back.
Build the container. Attach the other end of the hose to the container. The ship needs to be connected to the container for the purposes of ensuring it does not fall back to Earth. If gravity starts pulling down too much..kick in some slight boosters. We MUST maintain the exact same location.
Start the pump. Pump as much water up as you want! We have plenty to spare.
When you get several million gallons, or however much you want...Kick it in gear and head off to Mars. Drop the water on Mars, let it settle some...plant some plants...give it time.

Any of this make sense?

PepsiCo? Oh No!

Well...it looks as though Hollywood may be switching to Pepsi products.
I like Coke better.
I can see one possible benefit. Though I will miss Barq's, I do enjoy Mug, and Mug is caffeine-free.
That is wishful thinking, though. There is no guarantee we will get Mug Root Beer.
To be fair...I do not really know what is going on. All I know is I saw a letter from our corporate office telling us to allow the Pepsi people free access to all of our equipment. I can only assume they are preparing to make a switch.
This seems like a bad idea. I have always viewed Pepsi as a sub-par drink brand. The only drink of theirs I like is Diet Vanilla Pepsi. ...and since I have stopped intaking caffeine, that is not an option. I wish more drinks were caffeine free.
If Pepsi were to come out with Caffeine-Free Wild Cherry Pepsi...then I would probably be relatively happy.
7-Up is too sweet. Though, I do not think it is technically owned by Pepsi, it is synonymous with Pepsi. It just kind of goes with the territory...just like Dr. Pepper....which owns 7-Up....and vice versa.
I am rambling. I should shut up now.

...plus de femmes

Earlier I made a posting about the girls I thought about last night.
Well..Going back to sleep proved to be a bad idea.
I could not sleep. I wound up watching The Price is Right.
I also spent much time remembering a romantic day I spent with Angela Stockton.
At my old church, the members of my youth group, for some reason, thought Angela and I would make a cute couple. We were not a couple, but they were determined to make it happen.
During a trip to Gatlinburg, TN...they made an attempt to bring us together.
We were wall touring Ripley's Believe It or Not. We were on the last little bit of the museum. One-by-one we exited the museum. Angela and I were the last two out. When we got out there, the rest of the group was gone. They all vanished. They ran off and left us together alone. We still had several hours before we were all supposed to meet up with the rest of the group, so we decided to roam around and look for the people in the group.
We could not find anyone. We spent some time in the arcade, then went to the top of the Space Needle (a tall building with an observation deck). That was the most romantic part of what is pretty much a romantic town.
So, even though we were not a couple, we were forced to spend the day as a couple.
Sight-seeing was interesting.

Anyway, that was my random memory for the day.

Mademoiselles on My Mind

Well...It has a been an interest several hours.
I spent quite a bit of time last evening thinking about Zoryana. Her parents do not want me talking to her because they do not understand what we are saying to each other. (They do not speak English.)
Well..Eventually my thoughts turned to Elwynne. I miss her. A few times I started thinking about Christina McCrory. I have not heard from her since Katrina hit. I had a small crush on her in high school. I am not her type, so there is no chance of a date. I realized that a long time ago, so now I just enjoy getting to see her on the few occasions she visits town and comes to the theater. I hope she is OK.
Anyway, my thoughts turned back to Elwynne before long. I thought about her for the rest of the evening until I finally laid down to try to get some sleep. Just before falling asleep, a random thought of Eileen popped into my head. That just made me think of Elwynne some more. Elwynne was the greatest. Eileen was sweet and wonderful, but Elwynne was that and more.
This being said, one would expect that I would dream about Elwynne. This was not the case.
Oddly enough, I had a very vivid dream about Julie Herring. I never dated Julie. I do not even know why I thought about her. I rarely see her. I see her mother more than I see her. I did, however, have a crush on her in MIDDLE school. She is still very beautiful, but I do not know much about her any more. Anyway, the main thing I can remember about the dream...she beat me in a foot race across the park. I was embarrassed, but she did not seem to care much.
It was a weird dream, to say the least.
That reminds me. A girl came in the other night that I thought was a different Julie (from English class my first semester), but it turned out not to be her. We were supposed to take a dancing class together, but that never happened.
I do miss Elwynne, though. BTW, Elwynne and Eileen are middle names...in case you are wondering. For those of you who know the names on the short list of all the people I have dated, you may know who they are.

Perhaps later I will list in more details some of the stupidity from that dream.
I wonder if I should try to get some more sleep. I slept pretty well, but only for four hours. Still kind of sleepy. Some of the best sleep I have had in a while, though.

Person S's Addiction to P

Ok, It is no secret that S watches a lot of pornography.
I was not aware that he was addicted to it.
Apparently it is (or was) a huge problem, and apparently it is not a big problem any more.
Well, S is mad now because B started talking about S's porn habits in front of M.
I did not think it was a big issue, considering how much S talks about porn...And how much he watches. Well, anyway. S is upset because M (a female) now knows about S's little problem. Personally, I was not aware that anyone did NOT know about his little "problem". Oh well...Anyway...He is angry now because M is never going to want to go out with him now.
I find this very funny. I do not honestly think M would have ever possibly considered dating S in the first place. Now S is going to blame B if M never agrees to a date. It is not B's fault, in my opinion. If S had an addiction, he should not have talked so much about his filthy little habits in front of everyone. If he did not want anyone to know, he should not have told anyone. He never told anyone to keep it a secret, and everyone jokes about it whenever he brings it up. We all laugh.
Oh well. Oddly enough, M is having issues with her new boyfriend. However, B has made himself available for a date in case she wants him.
Meanwhile MD (me) just sits and laughs as all this stupidity unfolds in front of him. What else can he do?
Oh well...Time for more [Adult Swim]. Goodbye for now, sweet blog. The TV calls.

False Representation

Someone sent me a message earlier from an old friend's screen name. I am pretty sure it was not my friend. The friend sent me a link to a web page to see her most recent pics. This, I thought was very odd. Shortly after, another person with a different name IMed me and claimed I knew them. They wanted me to check out the pics to see if I remembered them.
I found this scenario very suspicious...So I investigated.
I eventually came to the conclusion that the person was stealing random people's Yahoo logins and IDs by having them log into their website. The person's website has a false Yahoo Login script. I first suspected something was wrong when it was asking me to sign in to Yahoo when I was already logged in. So...I clicked on "Secure Login"...And it took me to the secure page...Which was not secure. So...I typed random information into the login boxes. It allowed me to go to the site. The person in the IM box stated that the site I was seeing was not her's. I had to log in to see her's.
Of course...This makes no sense. I was not about to type my login info into that.
So...I decided to investigate further.
Inspecting the HTML code resulted in me finding something highly suspicious and possibly illegal. The Yahoo script was definitely false. They had taken all the normal stuff from the normal login script, but they added in 6 hidden tags. The purpose of those tags was to create the environment required to perform the misdeed. Essentially, the tags rerouted the information to an e-mail address. The email address appears to be somewhat random, but it is all routed to the same "account" on some person's form feeder. It e-mails the user name and password to the person hosting the site.
Very clever!
The only thing they needed was to get rid of the fake address in the toolbar and they may have made it seem less suspicious. Fortunately...That is not the case! :-)

T-Shirts

I just remembered something else. I was attempting to find a T-shirt online that I saw a while back. It was a PeTA T-shirt that reads "People Eating Tasty Animals". Well...apparently, since the last time I saw the shirts....many many new versions have popped up across the Internet. I checked out about seven different ones. They were not the ones I originally saw. Six of them were total crap.
The seventh one was OK. It was not all that great. However, it led me to a new site for cool T-Shirts. I tend to check out the shirts at T-Shirt Hell. However...This site was called Foul Mouth Shirts. The shirt in question read the following: "I've got nothing against God, it's his fan club I can't stand." Now...I am a Christian, and I know the hypocrisy of Christians very well. This shirt...made me laugh. I seriously considered buying it. However, I shimmied on over to Think Geek instead and wound up spending lots of time checking out more of their stuff.
I need a new job, so I can afford to buy lots of....stuff.

Ferrets for Dummies

Oddly enough, on the profiles, we are given lots of space to type many things, but not many of those are actually listed on the profiles.
Regardless...I managed to find out that there are 4 other people with these blogs that have listed "Ferrets for Dummies" as either an interest or a favorite book.
I find that rather interesting.
The book is rather useful. I read parts of it any time Gibbet does something weird or acts some weird way. If it is listed as normal, then I do not worry about it. If it is a sign of a problem, then I start to worry.
I got home from work a little early tonight. It was slow, there was plenty of management...so I asked if my boss needed me for anything else. He said I could leave...so I did. I came home...but stopped to get some gas when I noticed I was running low. There was one car at the station when I pulled in. By the time I left...all eight pumps had a car and there were cars parked at the front. Apparently...12:15 in the morning is the best time to get gas.
Anyway...I got home and immediately began the process of giving Gibbet a bath. I ran some water, I got the shampoo, got a towel, and I got her drying sack. She loves to swim, but she hates being cleaned. She is so funny.
After I gave her a bath, I started cooking my meal. I grilled up two hamburgers. I will say one thing...the V8 Splash (Strawberry Kiwi) that I got at the gas station does not go well with hamburgers. I am feeling a tad sick to my stomach.
Now, I shall eat some peanuts, watch some television, and perhaps clean up my room some. Eventually I hope to get some sleep. That is just wishful thinking.
Time to go.

Gibbet loves you!

Keira Domi-knightly

Ok, so I just watched Domino.
It was pretty good.
As it turns out, the real Domino does not look even remotely as attractive as Keira Knightly. Regardless, it was a good film, I think.
It was one of those types where the main character is "remembering" everything to create the movie. It starts at the end. Then it jumps to the middle....where it then heads to the beginning. It jumps back and forth from the story to the end. Once it passes the middle again, it does the same thing. I kind of hate it when movies are like that because you already know at least a small piece of the ending, and you are not surprised much.
There is a sex scene with Keira. She appears topless. That was a plus, cause Keira is a total hottie.

After the movie I talked to my boss for a bit. One of the other employees was there. For some reason he wrote something on the back of someone's car. Let us say person A wrote something on B's car. Apparently B and C got together and had a little extra fun. (B = male, C = female).
So...A wrote on B's car the phrase "I F!@#*ed C". Where C = the name of the female, and the symbols #, @, and ! stand for K, C and U respectively.
I do not personally understand why it would be such a bad thing. B is a player and C is one of those promiscuous-but-does-not-want-to-seem-like-it types...so it just makes sense. It is not like it is a surprise or anything.
For some strange reason, person A just finds it interesting and keeps bringing it up.
Oh well.

I just got home a few minutes ago. Gibbet let me pet her for a couple of seconds before running off to play. Now she is eating.

I have to work Friday. Phil is not working this weekend for some reason. Payday is Friday, so that is a plus. I will probably go pick up my check around noon-ish, deposit it, run some errands, clean my car, clean my room some more, perhaps call Comcast, call Regions, and maybe even give Gibbet a bath. However, I may wait until after work to do that. She tends to get really hyper. I should probably not go to work with a bunch of fresh scratches all over my arms. That could make for a painful night. I still need to see about taking her to Brian and Kasey's to see if she can get along with other ferrets. Perhaps that is why she is so violent...she has no other ferrets with which to play.

Anyway, this entry is getting to be very long. Time to end it.
I may spend some extra time cleaning my room.
(You do not know how much of a mess it is.)
Time to go!

-Matt

Ma Première Entrée

Well, I finally did it. I created a blogspot journal.
I am in a hurry, so I shall not post much right now.
However, I will eventually find something to do with this space.
I do not know if I am going to use it as is, or use my own site to host it.
I shall figure out something.
Perhaps I can just use this UNTIL I figure out something to do with my site.
I do not know.
Either way, it is time for PickleFish.
So long.

-Matt