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Archive for August, 2009
Hey, something new!
Aug 29th
This is interesting. What an elaborate and completely bizarre way to mine your credit card information! Props to the person who thought this up and heads up to those gullible idiots who will fall for it.
I got an Care2 eCard from Secret a minute ago. My first thought was bullshit but then I figured what the heck, let’s check it out. I clicked the link and there was a beachy painting with lovers at the bottom, followed by this note:
DebbieHi Debbie… This is difficult for me to do because Im shy..but I have a crush on you. Ive never been able to tell you for reasons which you would quickly identify as obvious if you knew who this was. With that said I want you to guess who I am and approach me yourself.
To help you out with your guessing I made a few pictures and videos with Debbie written on my body. Theyre kind of risque photos so I had to made a profile at www.newsafesecure.com (copy & paste or type www.newsafesecure.com into your web browser). My username in the members area is DebbieandME09. Its a free website but you might need a CC or Debit to verify your age because I had to. Sigh.
But anyway sign up at www.newsafesecure.com and once you are inside search for me. I want you to guess who I am and then approach me yourself. Im shy and this is the bravest thing Ive probably ever done but you need to do the rest.
Kisses
Secret Admirer
Pshaw. There’s no way in hell I’m going any further. Oh sure, you might need to enter your credit card information so they can charge you $X-amount for the next 6 months until you get it killed, just to find out you’ve been suckered.
And on the off-chance that this is legit (hahahahahaHAHAHAHAHA) Secret should just send me a regular email so I can slap the shit out of you for being so scared of me. I’m looking for someone to admire me! And in the meantime, look up when to use an apostrophe.
Kisses
Debbie
P.S. I don’t pay for my porn, thanks.
The Convenience of God
Aug 28th
First, you have the registered sex offender (and his WIFE) who built an elaborate hidden compound in his backyard to keep the girl he kidnapped 18 years ago. Kept her, raped her, got TWO children on her and kept THEM back there. She was 11 when taken and she now has two daughters 11 and 15. None of them have ever been to school or a doctor. Never been seen by ANYONE.
Then, then, then HE GETS RELIGION!
Mr. Garrido gave a telephone interview from jail to station KCRA in Sacramento, saying, “In the end, this is going to be a powerful, heartwarming story.”
“My life has been straightened out” in recent years, he said. “Wait till you hear the story of what took place at this house. You’re going to be absolutely impressed. It’s a disgusting thing that took place with me at the beginning, but I turned my life completely around.”
How many people are going to believe this shit? How many people are going to support this monster? I’m sure we’ll hear more of the story. After 18 years the original victim apparently sides with the abductor, how could you not after years and years of dependence and abuse? She was ELEVEN when taken!
What the FUCK!
I’m sick and tired of the I FOUND GOD excuse for previous behavior. How many times do people who have committed horrible crimes get out early or get better treatment because they suddenly give over (or fake giving over) responsibility to some mythical being?
I want firing squads back. I want death sentences. You might get one chance at acquittal, but after that… BAM you’re out of the food chain. Compassion my asshion. Somebody dies at your hand, you die. Somebody is abused at your hand, you’re given over as a playtoy to the general prison population. Let’s guesstimate how many times he raped this girl in 18 years and have the inmates take a number.
Do unto others then have it done unto you.
And if you suddenly proclaim a belief in God (or that he told you to do it in the first place) you get double. If all those believers want to say their way is THE way, then they have to start policing their own. Cuz isn’t that the absolutely worst way to take the Lord’s name in vain, to use it as an excuse to commit a crime or excuse you from the consequences of it?
O my aching… everything
Aug 23rd
I’ve GOT to make a pallet on the floor for this child next time she’s here overnight. Sharing my queen sized bed at nap time is bad enough, but sleeping (or trying to) all night with little miss monkey feet is too much.
She inevitably ends up sideways on the bed, digging/kicking/poking her feet into whichever side of me is aimed in her direction. So of course I sleep with my back to her to keep from losing a boob. I can barely move my left arm this morning. My back will bruise. I’m stiff all over from not moving and I’m tired as hell from waking up every time she kicked me.
Gotta love the little brat.
Disjointed comments
Aug 21st
Went to a live (was it really live I wonder) nationwide show by the RiffTrax people last night. Met up with Dan and CJ, Dan and Michelle, and Jack and Oden. I don’t have an and. 
Anyway, there was a live showing of Plan 9 From Outer Space – they were in Memphis – and Jonathan Coulton opened with a couple of songs. It was great. I hope to see that HD performance on YouTube before long. He looked so adorable. The movie was classic Ed Wood with plenty of stuff for the Rifftrax guys to riff 
upon.
After that I went around the corner from my new apartment to a dive bar called either The Yucca Lounge (all pointers or reviews online call it thus) or The Yucca Tap Room. OMG this will be one of my new favorite hang outs. Imagine karaoke with an actual LIVE BAND. You get up and sing on stage with a BAND. And they’re not bad. One girl absolutely could not sing along. She was so off tempo we were all screaming the proper rhythm at her to no avail. Most of the singers weren’t half bad but it was fun cuz everyone was having such a good time. Tonia did a great job, though we sabotaged her by yelling Birthday just before she started her song, so they played They Say It’s Your Birthday and she had to stand up on the stage and enjoy that attention.
Casey called me a while ago, everyone he went out with last night got arrested except him. Is this a sign of growth? But one of the arrestees left his wife sans car now and she took Casey’s car to work, so now I have to go pick him and Kira up and take him to work. That I’m taking the time to write this first shows you how thrilled I am about that.
Tonight is #evfn at Geisha a Go Go so that should be fun. Sushi? No. I’ll eat before I go, thank you very much. Plus I’m broke again. I think I have enough cash for gas to get there and back. Should have money tomorrow.
Cavaticat, I mailed that package out to you day before yesterday so you should get it soonish. And I don’t care what you all decide to pay. Whatever, just have a good time at Dragon*Con and don’t get stuck in the Weyrfest room ALL the time.
Well, I suppose I should get dressed and get out there. Have a great day!
Short-Shorts? Really?
Aug 19th
Apparently the major gossip discussion on the “news” channels is Michelle Obama’s clothing choice for her recent visit to Arizona. Seriously?
First, those are not short shorts. Mid-thigh is not short. If you can’t see the cheeks of her ass hanging out the back, they’re regular shorts.
Secondly, if you’ve never been to Arizona in summer you shouldn’t have an opinion. She’s dressed for comfort, especially when outside for an extended length of time. What should she wear hiking the Grand Canyon? A designer gown and high heels? That’s ludicrous.
And lastly, who the heck cares? That’s the problem with having multiple 24-hour “news” stations. Not enough substance to talk about that you need to fill your time with nonsense?
Michelle Obama has grace and style when she needs it. Why is it such a big to-do when she chooses appropriately? If she shows up in this ensemble for a state dinner then you stupid people can bitch.
Intervention
Aug 18th
I have good friends who believe in God/Jesus/Diety of Choice. I do not, but if they find comfort in that and don’t try to change me why should I try and change them?
I have good friends who believe in homeopathy/horoscopes/tarot cards/psychics. I’m not as dead-against these things but I lean towards disbelief. Again, if they find comfort in that stuff and don’t try to convince me, why should I try and debunk them?
I try to stand by “to each his own” for the most part. You start preaching or selling me on your “thing” I’m going to hold my own and/or argue with you. I’m honest enough for that. Mostly I try for the polite smile and nod.
But I also have good friends who are gullible or needy enough to get drawn into some totally bizarre stuff. At what point do I stick my nose in? When they tithe to their church even when they can’t pay their bills? When they change plans because of some newspaper horoscope? When they follow some charmer to the detriment of themselves and their families? My MIL watched and sent money to TV evangelists right up to the day she died of emphysema, hoping for a cure. Maybe if she didn’t chain smoke at the same time she might have stood a chance, though I imagine the damage had already been done. I once had a friend who gave up her family and joined a cult.
When do you intervene for a friend? When do you cross that line and try to save someone who just believes differently than you?
I have one friend who gets threats in her neighborhood just because she believes something different than the norm. She has the right to believe whatever she wants, but just how dangerous are the threats? Should I advise her to hide it for her own safety or support her in her stand? I’ve been supportive thus far, but I sometimes worry.
I have another friend who appears to be falling under the spell succumbing to the charms of someone who tells her what she wants to hear. He’s playing her with ideas that make her feel strong but I think it’s all bullshit. Will her good sense prevail or should her friends step in and stop her?
When someone is doing something blatantly dangerous like hard-core drugs, the decision is so much easier. Of course you step up and try to stop them. But when it’s a belief the lines are blurrier.
“To each his own” sometimes wars with “those who standy by and do nothing…”
My Moto Q is a camera after all
Aug 14th
I never realized my mobile can take decent pictures! I’ve always ported them over using USB hookup or sometimes emailed them to twitpic and they always looked like shit.
I signed up for a free site called Dashwire and it syncs EVERYTHING from my phone. Text messages, calls, favorites, pictures and videos, ringtones, etc. And now you can sign up for a service that intercepts your voice mail and get those emailed to you. And you can send your pics to twitter/facebook/twitter.
So here goes:
Not a bad shot taken in a Wendy’s in California.
Well, this one is more like what I usually get, grainy and a bit blurry because I didn’t hold perfectly still. That little person in the middle is Kira running to get back into a bouncy house slide thing. I was trying for a long shot to show how massive this Jump and Shout play area is. You know, perspective.
I still can’t get my phone to consistently email to twitpic or flickr. Sometimes it works. I have better luck with mobipics. My next phone will text photos, email photos, do something with photos on a regular basis. I think I’m due for an upgrade in December.
Need lamps
Aug 11th
Well, moving is done. Old apartment is empty and as clean as I can get it, but fully expect them to charge me to replace the carpet. It’s NASTY. After two years with a toddler, a dog and too many sloppy adults there’s just no way that’s getting clean. And when I moved in I paid a non-refundable re-painting deposit so I’ve already paid them to repaint, right?
The new place? Smaller, which is fine. I’m just sweating where I’m going to stick stuff. There’s not a lot of storage for holiday decorations (I dumped our Christmas tree) and extra hardware/home improvement/craft stuff I’ve gathered over the years. I have a habit of buying the necessary parts for a project and then never actually DOING it.
And speaking of sweating, the A/C had been running since the first moment we got here Saturday morning but it hadn’t cooled off. All through the move and through the night it maintained at probably 85° . You know, cool enough so you’re not dying in the 114° heat, but not cool enough to actually DO anything like sleep. I headed over to the office and within the hour they’d fixed it and as of sometime in the middle of the night it got downright cold in here.
I’ve got a cough that at first I attributed to dust from the packing and moving but now I think it’s officially a cold. Nyquiled last night so I feel a bit better this morning.
Max and Kela are journeying back to Iraq right now for a couple of months then they’re back in Hawaii. I’ll post pictures as soon as I find my cords in this mess.
This new apartment doesn’t have overhead lights in the bedrooms. Desk lamps really don’t put out enough light to unpack at night. We’re moving slow. And someone ripped the coax hookup right out of the back of Ginnie’s TV, which we’d planned to put in the living room. Roger has a better one for their bedroom and I gave mine to Casey, but had to get it back last night after spending a couple hours trying to get this broken TV to work some other way.
Small problems in the scheme of things. But I now live back in Tempe! Yay!
earthquake?
Aug 6th
This hotel room isn’t quite as nice as the one Snowcalla provided in Minneapolis though it’s the same chain. No fireplace. No bathtub, but a shower you could easily have an orgy in. Couple of flat screens. Much nicer complimentary breakfast. Omelet to order? I think I will!
My kids are gone to SixFlags and I’ve been enjoying my time alone. Watched Eagle Eye, took a long nap and headed down to the pool for a bit, but too many little kids around to enjoy. I keep peeking out the window but they never go away.
Except for the ones running rampant up and down the halls upstairs. This is a fairly nice hotel (Embassy Suites) and yet I can hear the pitter patter elephants in jack boots quite clearly. Not to mention earlier when they apparently threw the couch across the room a few times. I was sitting here minding my own business and it felt like there was an earthquake.
I just finished an entire Snickers bar. By myself.
Hectic
Aug 5th
Okay, quick update for those of you who don’t wait with bated breath for my twitter/facebook updates.
1. Leaving this morning for California for a couple of days. Max is taking Ginnie to Six Flags and I’m going to be a vegetable by the pool – alone.
2. Saturday I sign my lease, Ginnie and Roger move in and I move in on Sunday.
3. They found a spot on my mammogram, so Tuesday I go in for an ultrasound. This has happened before so I’m not worked up about it. She’s all bugging me to come in right away, but I gots plans. A few days won’t matter.
4. I haven’t killed anyone here yet, but I’m pretty damned close. Casey found a sublet so that’s off my mind.
