What made you gasp, frown or stare today?

that is shocking, ellpus. astounding.

osso, what's wrong with celsius scale? 0 is freezing, 100 is boiling. waaaaay more sensible then those fafrniaks of yours. i just have to add that 20 is very warm for a temperature indoors in winter. we keep it at 17, yes. (around 68 fahrenheits, i think?)

I know! Sammy the Salmon looked MOST disappointed.

OUTRAGEOUS!

Remind me not to visit Dag in the winter...

I'm more than frowning I hate it when designs don't have the look I want because of restrictions, and rules.

yesterday, Bean was feeling a little sad. She was just getting over a small cold and was going nuts staying in the house. So I packed her up and took her to the park.

We get there and there are about 7 other kids playing on the swings. Most are sitting down on the edge of the playscape kinda talking to themselves.
Ages from about 7-a few months old. 3 moms on a bench watching them.

I get Bean out of the stroller and let her go free.
With in a few minutes, one of the kids sitting down cries . ( not because of jillian.. hehe )
Mommy #1 starts yelling..
Shut up. Be quiet. Dont act stupid.

err.... ahhhh.........

ok



to each his own.

A few minutes after that, another child ( dont know why ) is being paddled , dangling by one arm, by his mom.

All kids , at one time are crying, and in the 20 minutes we were there, almost each one got spanked.

Jillian wouldnt leave my lap after a few minutes and we just went home,

parenting techniques.. >sigh<
i guess.. again... to each his own.
I dont know the situation so.. cant talk..too much.
But it scared Bean and even made ME uncomfortable.
I scowled for a few HOURS after we got home, replaying the scene in my head.

Aw...

Came here to say snow is what made me do it. Shows how much winter has changed for me since last year's awfulness. First reaction was "Oh god, not SNOW!" (It was 70 degrees on Tuesday!)

But then a little later I smiled. It IS pretty.

I stared in wonderment as my neighbor across the road casually tossed his trash can onto his front porch and through the window and then climbed through the window. He came back out the door and calmly placed the trash can on the porch floor. He's an odd one.

Yes indeed.

WTF is an Oreoshake? It sounds like an abomination... and of all places, to find it in Zagreb, Croatia...

A sign reading
"PRESERVE CHELMSFORD'S FUTURE"

Yesterday my neice decided to re-enact for her grandmother the puppet show I performed for her. The one about smelly butts and bathing. Oy.

Ha!

I live in fear of sozlet re-enacting things I don't want her to re-enact.

It was embarassing.

what made me gasp, frown, stare? Killer Russian squirrels

Weird headline of the day:

"China slams Taiwan's Chen, offers two pandas"

link

I have little tolerance for muckin' around in the coffee line. You'd better get yer **** and get outta my way.

This morning there was this spaz in front of me, looking at all the extraneous merchandise, and also the decor and ****.

"Can I buy this?"
"No sir, that's decoration."

What a ham!!!

So his girlfriend orders two foofy drinks and I step up to bat, the cashier ready to take my order. Then this same 'tard says, "Wait I wanted to buy this."

He puts on the counter a tin of MINTS, a CIGAR, and a THONG.

Who the **** goes to the coffee shop to buy a cigar and a thong? Now the mints make sense, since he bought a cigar, and he'll probably want to pop a few before getting busy with his thong-wearing girlfriend, but NOT ON MY TIME, BITCH!

And when you're stripping your girlfriend, do you really want, in the heat of passion, to be reminded of "Badass Coffee Company?" Nothing makes me lose a hard on faster than shameless advertising.

But I've had my coffee now, so, all is well.

Have a great weekend folks!

So I popped into the Internetcafe even tho I'm still suffering from the raging headache from hell (which I'm hoping signals the cold going away - havent had that before tho), just, cause I couldnt sleep, and I settle behind a computer, and to the right of me there are these two guys, regular, sweater-wearing guys my age, one with some fancy scarf, headphones on, and they are, silently, together, watching one hardcore porn video after another, of the skankiest imaginable bitches, screaming too loudly for the headphones to contain. What the **** is up with that? Why, who -- ?!

I am just getting around to reading "On Wisconsin", a (semi-annual?) magazine for UW-Madison alumni. Reading a story about a man convicted of a rape and murder in 1980 whose conviction was overturned due to DNA evidence. Sad story, interesting historical info, reading along with limited interest when all of a sudden an address pops out at me. Say what?! I look at an accompanying photo of the building where the murder occurred and nearly jump out of my skin -- I LIVED THERE! In that very apartment!! By myself!

Where a woman was raped and murdered, "found in a pool of blood." Imagining the old hardwood floors and where that would have been... yikes.

Ow! Damn... good thing you didnt know at the time, perhaps? That woulda freaked me outta my skin...

Oh, definitely. Freaks me out retroactively, but if I had found out when I *lived* there... oooh.