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Friday, February 29, 2008

TGIF

It's the weekend and it's spring break. Yippee! I had 3 exams this week. I don't know what possesses professors to all try to cram midterms in right before spring break. Don't they know everyone else is doing that too? And they all want to have a regular class right before the exam, which will all be on the test too. But I digress. Starting tomorrow I'll get a week off. It doesn't start today since I have to write a paper for art class. The paper was actually due earlier this month, but I accidentally submitted the instructions for the paper as opposed to the paper itself. Then I deleted the word file thinking it was the instructions. The prof gave me a second chance and is allowing me to recreate the paper and email it to him. Yay for that but boo for me deciding to clean out the My Documents folder the day he emailed me letting me know of my mistake.

The bio lab exam was so easy. I didn't even study. There was a table on the test for one of the questions that gave answers to 3 previous questions. And P.S. I got a 95 on the lecture exam I was complaining about previously. That's goin' right on the fridge. Who knew showing up for class could help so much?

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Thursday, February 28, 2008

What's In a Name

I don't know why I'm so fascinated with googling my name. The last time I did a google image search for my name I came up with pics of a poor kitty squished in a woman's bosom and the image of the Lord Jesus Christ in a dog's behind. Click here if you just have to see those. I don't know why such odd images come up when searching for Teriana, but there they are. Well, here's the latest images that come up in an image search of Teriana:

No More Squishy Balls
Two idiots for sale at a convenience store
Naked baby exploring (that poor kid)
Groundhogs in a three way
Three foot long fingernails
Beach Potato
Voyeur
Dunlap Tire woman

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Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Organize

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Tuesday, February 26, 2008

We Must Be Idiots Part II

Some of these "artists" we're learning about in Art Appreciation class are really starting to piss me off! Today the professor played a video featuring Robert Ryman. The video showed him getting ready for a gallery opening. He taped several white pieces of poster board on a white wall and painted them white then framed them. That was his "artwork." And he was painting it with such care. Like he was working on the next Mona freakin' Lisa. Then people came to the opening to view his "art." This one woman was leaning into one of the paintings, apparently examining it. The guy sitting next to me summed up what I think the whole class must have been thinking, "What the f^(k is she looking at?" He could have put empty frames on the wall and no one would have known the difference. "I call this piece Drywall Number 4."
Robert Ryman
Then the video shoots back to Robert Ryman's commentary and he said, "Sometimes I finish a group of paintings and I don't know what to do next." What do you think his next sentence was? A) So I wait a couple of months until I'm inspired to paint another dozen white poster boards white. B) Then I take a trip to Wal-Mart to get some more supplies. C) Then I laugh at the people who pay a hundred thousand dollars for this crap.

His real answer was closest to A, but I paraphrased so it says what he was really thinking. The whole class was laughing at him. And then he started talking about how sometimes he'll purposely put extra tape around the poster boards so they won't look the same each time. And how he's destroyed some pieces he was working on because they didn't say what he wanted. WTF? Someone in the class commented later saying the pieces must have started to look too much like art and he had to toss them.

Two weeks ago was an "artist" whose "art" is light. Yeah, something created by the sun. That's his "art." He donated a piece to a local church by putting in a skylight. Who knew construction workers were so creative? A piece he'd been working on for decades involved cutting a hole through the side of a crater in a mountain at just the right angle so every 17 point something something years the moon's path would cross in front of it and you could see the moon from inside the crater. And he had a $1.2M mortgage on his house to fund this. And people buy this $h!t. Not just buy it in terms of purchasing it, but in terms of taking these artists seriously. It offends me that people put this stuff out there and think they're creating something and think it's good.

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Search and Decide

I've started yet another blog. I so much enjoy expressing my opinion that I started a blog dedicated strictly to that. And I didn't want to flood you, my loyal readers of this blog, with a deluge of post after post of reviews. www.SearchAndDecide.com Rants, raves and recommendations. That's what I'm calling it. It's still in its infancy at this point, but hopefully in the coming months it will turn into something good. I don't expect any of you to comment on it, but I just wanted to get the word out there.

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Sunday, February 24, 2008

100 Things About Me


  1. I like to sleep with the TV on. Otherwise I begin thinking about things and my mind is wide awake. Plus, it casts light in the room so the Neanderthal in my closet can't get me.
  2. The Neanderthal from that episode of X-Files has been living in my closet for the last 12 years. She even followed me to Alaska and lived in my attic.
  3. I hold the firm belief that two negatives do NOT make a positive.
  4. I sing along with the radio in my car when no one's looking.
  5. I'm a Pepper.
  6. It makes me feel special that my favorite pop has it’s very own tab on fast food cup lids.
  7. I own more knives than bras.
  8. I detest most grape flavored things. They remind me of grape Children’s Tylenol. I wouldn’t swallow pills for the longest time. Until I was 13, I think. So I’d have to eat 4-6 chewable grape Tylenol.
  9. I hate techno music and I find anyone who likes it suspect.
  10. With very little effort, I could sleep until 2 in the afternoon if I wanted.
  11. I love lists.
  12. I'm a Trekkie.
  13. I hate it when people say they’re spiritual, but not religious. WTF?
  14. I took a world religion class in junior college and it pisses me off ‘cause it was so boring and then my university wouldn’t even take the transfer credit.
  15. I have a sticker on my truck of a female version of Calvin peeing on men (sorry).
  16. I’m not a lesbian. Even though some people who don’t know me may think that. If I were still younger than 14 they’d just think I was a tomboy.
  17. Sometimes my hands smell like magnets.
  18. I used to smell things all the time, so I know what magnets smell like.
  19. I took about six months worth of drum lessons when I was 12. One day soon I want to own a set of electric drums so I can practice again without bothering my roommate.
  20. I've never watched Casablanca, Gone With the Wind, Citizen Kane or any part of The Godfather. But I have seen the Spice Girls movie at least a dozen times.
  21. I hate poetry that doesn't rhyme. It's really just a pretentious short story with poor grammar.
  22. I get most of my vitamins through my shampoo and all my antibiotics through Burger King meat.
  23. I can distinctly remember the last two times I ate string cheese. When I was 12 on a hike up Dead Man's Hill with my aunt and uncle. And when I was 4 after I swam at Lake Louise with my cousins. Both times were very traumatic.
  24. I hate it when people say swum. Or fungi with a J sound.
  25. I own over 200 CDs and have 5,700 hundred songs and counting on my hard drive.
  26. I wrote out my entire AP English test with the pen on my Swiss Army knife.
  27. I want Alan Keyes to be president.
  28. I took 2 semesters of French in high school, but I can only remember the common phrases that I already knew before I took the classes.
  29. My sister is 10 years older than me and my brother is 8 years older. Sometimes they used to make me kiss the floor, but my sister was usually protecting me.
  30. I'm so glad I was born the baby of the family. It's the best thing ever.
  31. My mom had to convince my dad for 6 years to have another kid.
  32. I have two tattoos, one on each arm. My next tattoo is going to be a 'W' on each butt cheek so when I bend over it says WOW.
  33. I hate it when people say PIN number. It's like saying Personal Identification Number number.
  34. When I see pedestrians on the side of the road I always say, "Thump, thump. Two points." Like I'm running them over.
  35. I've owned 6 cars in the last 7 years (is it really that many?).
  36. I would secretly like to buy a car with 197,000 miles just so I can drive it past 200k and say I've owned a car with over 200k miles.
  37. I can’t stand it when the seam in my sock is crooked. My grandma said as a child I used to fuss and cry until she fixed it.
  38. I usually pour half and half on my cereal. And I drink the little cups of creamer at restaurants like a shot.
  39. I scored in the top 4% of the nation in reading comprehension on my ACTs, but I don’t like to read books that much. I prefer magazines.
  40. One time I accidentally watched nearly half of Lost in Translation.
  41. The fastest I've ever driven was 119 MPH in my '89 Beretta. I wanted to see if it could go 120 like the speedo said, but I saw another car on the road so I had to slow down.
  42. I’m deathly allergic to cats, but I still like them. The meat is leaner than beef (just kidding).
  43. When I was 15 I shot my first deer, an 8 pointer. I took it to the buck pole and won a Savage .270 rifle.
  44. My mom named me after her sister, Theresa (or Terri for short), who died in 1972 and her grandma Anna.
  45. My dad got to pick my middle name and he picked Fae because it was short and he figured I had a long enough name already.
  46. My only real nickname has been Teriyaki.
  47. I once hit my brother's car when backing out of the driveway. Thankfully, there was no damage at all to either vehicle or I might have had to tell him about it.
  48. At a towering 5'6", I'm the tallest female in my extended family (out of about 20 others).
  49. My favorite Disney movie is Bambi, even with all the anti-hunter sentiments Walt added to the original story.
  50. I had the same Play School alarm clock well into college, even though the snooze button didn’t work right and the alarm sometimes wouldn’t go off altogether.
  51. My favorite ice cream is Haagen-Dazs coffee flavor.
  52. I'm hungry.
  53. I like the smell of gasoline.
  54. I never thought Seinfeld was all that great. A show about nothing? Try a show about a bunch of whiners. In my mind, the greatest sitcom that ever was and ever will be is Married With Children.
  55. My favorite food is Cadbury Cream Eggs.
  56. I can’t stretch and touch my toes. I’ve never been able to do it. My legs are too long.
  57. Daisies are my favorite flower.
  58. I used to think the Credence Clearwater Revival lyrics went, “There’s a bathroom on the right.”
  59. I pour ketchup on my ketchup.
  60. I can tell the difference between male and female stink bugs. I happened upon their mating season one summer and discovered the females have longer legs that they use to dig a hole in the dirt just before mating.
  61. I wish I could lift up one eyebrow at a time. Like I’m being mischievous. But I can’t. The best I can do is to wrinkle my forehead and slightly close one eye so it looks like possibly one eyebrow is higher than the other.
  62. I can curl my tongue, though.
  63. I’ve never broken any bones in my body, but when I was 12 I did bruise my tailbone. If I sit just right, I can still feel a twinge of pain there.
  64. I hate it when I microwave a hotdog for too long and it splits.
  65. Tornadoes are one of my biggest fears, even though I haven’t actually seen or experienced one in real life.
  66. I once had a dream that my friend and I built a tornado out of beef jerky.
  67. My ultimate challenge in life is to be the first person to comment on one of Lisa’s posts. The best I’ve done so far is 5th place.
  68. My most favoritest coffee mug is my Pig Cup I got in the third grade for winning the Pig Out On Books contest. I read so many books in the tiny school library that I even started reading little kiddie books. You know the ones with big, thick cardboard pages.
  69. I love gum, but I don’t buy it too often. If I buy a 17-stick pack of Big Red gum it will be gone within a few hours and my jaw will be sore.
  70. I’m right handed, but I air guitar left handed.
  71. I don’t like pickles or bologna, but I like pickled bologna.
  72. I pronounce the word Ramen, like in Ramen noodles, with a long A sound. This is how it’s spelled and I’ve looked it up online and found this is how it’s supposed to be pronounced even though others tell me they’ve looked it up and it’s supposed to have an ‘ah’ sound.
  73. I cannot for the life of me properly pronounce the word asked. I say assed.
  74. I went through 8 years of grade school, 4 years of high school and 3 years of college thinking the Klu Klux Klan was a white supremacy group. It wasn’t until an episode of Reno: 911 when they made fun of them by calling them the Ku Sux Klan that I realized there’s no L in the first word.
  75. I have a collection of miniatures.
  76. I love Wal-Mart, no matter what anybody says about it. They give me good deals and let me sleep in their parking lots when travelling.
  77. MS Word just corrected me above when I wrote travelling with two L’s. I changed it back and added it to the dictionary. It should have two consonants in the middle to make a short vowel sound.
  78. I was the copy editor for my high school yearbook.
  79. I think Microsoft is pure evil. So much so that when I signed up with Messenger to instant message for charity, I found all the charity options they gave me suspect since anything Microsoft endorses could be evil too.
  80. I can’t stand people who say they don’t vote and brag about it. I never say anything, though, since it’s probably better that those idiots don’t vote.
  81. In 8th grade I was 10 pounds heavier than now. I quit drinking as much pop and had to run every day for PE so I lost weight and was never able to gain it back for good.
  82. Yes, I say pop and not soda. Even when I lived in Alaska and everyone was saying soda, I refused. I figure if you’re gonna call soda pop by a nickname, go with something short.
  83. I lived in Juneau, AK for a year.
  84. I grew up on a potato farm in Northern Lower Michigan. If you hold up your right hand, it’s between your middle and ring finger right where the first wrinkle on your middle finger is.
  85. I don’t like rings. I play with them on my finger too much and they hold moisture after I wash my hands.
  86. I’m a direct descendant of Sacagawea.
  87. I’ve never borrowed money for a car. I’ve always paid cash.
  88. I’m a lifetime member of the NRA.
  89. When I was young I’d get scared in the bathtub when I couldn’t see the bottom. Like a shark was going to come out of nowhere and attack me. I felt the same way swimming at the lake when I couldn’t see bottom, but that’s not as weird.
  90. My favorite restaurant is Applebee’s. It used to be Palmer’s Place until the health department closed it down.
  91. I wear 2,000 gram Thinsulate insulated boots when I go hunting.
  92. I like to buy generic cola and put generic lemon juice in it.
  93. I once killed a spider by whipping off my belt and hitting it like Indiana Jones.
  94. One of my favorite snacks is a green apple cut in half with peanut butter and raisins on it. We learned to make it in kindergarten.
  95. My favorite show is Judge Judy. It used to be MAD TV, but that hasn’t been funny in a while.
  96. I should be studying for my geography exam right now instead of writing this list.
  97. For several years I’ve had shoulder pain in my left shoulder. Always my left. And I’ve never figured out why.
  98. I once sliced half my pinky nail off using a carrot peeler on a potato.
  99. I’ve had 4 dogs all named Max.
  100. I want on my epitaph the chorus from the Randy Travis song “I Did My Part”.

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Friday, February 22, 2008

How You Take Your Coffee

We have another tie in the results. 30% of you like your coffee black and awful and another 30% are too prim and proper and would rather have a spot o' tea. Apparently no one likes to put Bailey's in their coffee. I thought for sure at least one of my drunkard friends would have picked that one. Anyway, for those of you who voted for tea, there's a new headline at the top of the page just for you. The very first headline will always be a link to an article. If you're one of the poor unfortunate souls using Firefox and the marquee doesn't work so well for you, here's a direct link to the article:

Fancy Man Enjoys Tea

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Thursday, February 21, 2008

The Best Laid Plans

As my long time blog readers know, I've been saving quite some time for my dream car, a '98-'02 Trans Am. I've wanted one ever since I was 16 and I got to drive my dad's a few times. I was a new driver and such a scaredy cat that I never dared to find out what it could really do on the road. I think I passed one person who was doing 50 in a 55. And I waited until there was about a 2 mile clearing in the opposing lane. I knew that it had a really fast idol speed, though.

Since the insurance is arbitrarily lower, my plan was to buy the car for my 25th birthday. I announced this plan to my co-workers when I was 19, also believing that it would take me nearly that long to save the money. Long story slightly less long, I don't think I'm going to be buying a Trans Am for my 25th birthday. Just in time for my 23rd birthday, here's my 1999 Pontiac Firebird Trans Am! Woo hoo!! Pic 1 Pic 2 At a mere 36k miles, it's got the lowest mileage of any car I've ever owned by about 50k miles.

I found it's a lot easier to save when you're making more than $7.50 an hour. I also discovered that the extra 25 horsepower gained from the performance WS6 version wasn't worth the extra $3,000 people were paying for it. I'd much rather buy the bad @$$ WS6 hood for $700 and sink the rest of the money into performance mods so I could smoke all those lowly stock WS6 drivers. My only regret is that I'll have to wait until the snow melts to drive it...regularly, at least.

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Wednesday, February 20, 2008

We Call it a Buh-NAH-nuh

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Tuesday, February 19, 2008

New Band

I got this from My Pet Shadow. First, get a random article from Wikipedia (left side of page under "Navigation"). Title of article is your band name. Next, the last part of the last quotation at the bottom of this page is the title of your album. Finally, the third photo on Flickr is the cover art. Here's mine:



Couldn't have picked a better band name if I tried.

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Monday, February 18, 2008

Top of the Food Chain

As of writing this, I now have the number one and number two positions in the google search for Teriana. Take that artist Teriana C. (Can't say her full name or I might move her up the search results.) Bumped her all the way down to 8th place. She better crank out some more paintings. Yup, there's my name right there. Talking about porn in the second result. I'm so proud. Maybe if I say Teriana a few more times I'll have the top three spots. Teriana. There, that ought to do it.

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teriana

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Sunday, February 17, 2008

Jonah Gets Even With the Whale

Big Can of Tuna
Folks, what we have here, is in fact, the biggest can of tuna you've ever seen. Pronounced so by the woman in front of me at the supermarket who stopped what she was doing and exclaimed, "That's the biggest can of tuna I've ever seen!" Yup, 4 pounds 2.5 ounces of dolphin-safe tuna fish in water. That, along with 10 hard boiled eggs, 2 cups o' mayo, a cup of ranch dressing and untold amounts of pepper, parmesan cheese, minced onions and chives, made enough sammiches to stock a soup kitchen.

It's quite easy to underestimate how much tuna it really is. It filled the biggest serving dish I could find, so I had to put part of it in a smaller bowl. And draining it was a chore. I had to use both arms and press the can against my chest while leaning over the sink. I took two breaks before I thought I had drained all I could, Veg-o-matic and even then I didn't do a very adequate job. You'd need some sort of hydraulic press to drain it all. I swear I'll never do it again. It was impossible to gauge how much fixin's I would need. I put too much mayo and pepper in one bowl, and not quite enough in the other. The eggs I added one by one, slicing them with a genuine Veg-O-Matic. But it's a pre-1980 Veg-O-Matic, so there's really nothing "o-matic" about it. You push the top down manually and it just slices things into cubes for you. The one I used was similar to the one pictured on the right, only slightly more discolored.

The 24 serving can measures 4 1/2 inches high and a full 20 inches around. I'm going to add it to my collection of great big things that make my collection of miniatures look even more miniature. Pumpkin ran around on that can for a full 45 seconds while I took pictures, trying desperately to find a way off. I like the first item on the ingredient list: Light tuna (fish). I'm glad they cleared that up so we don't confuse it with tuna cow.

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Saturday, February 16, 2008

Three Paper Cuts in Three Days

I go for untold months w/o any paper cuts, six months at least, then I get three in as many days. I know why it is. We just learned about MRSA (Methicillin Resistant Staphylococcus Aureus) in bio class this week. Now I'm going to be an accident waiting to lacerate myself until I move onto my next hypochondriac fantasy. BTW, staph bacteria like to live in your nose waiting for an open wound to infect. So when you get a cut, no matter how badly you may want to, don't let anyone breathe on it.

I really despise that class, biology. The content and purpose of the class aren't nearly as good as the one at the junior college I went to (NCMC, or Nuc Muc). If I'da know SVSU wasn't going to accept my grade fron Nuc Muc I would've showed up for class a few more times and tried harder. And the lab for biology is even worse. Never take a lab where the professor authored the manual. It's bound to be subpar. On Thursday she had us pretend to be predators and see how many little pieces of colored foam (prey) resting on top of a fabric we could pick up and put in a bowl in 15 seconds. This was to symbolize the importance of camouflage for prey. Like we need an activity to show us that. We've known that ever since we learned it in grade school. We had to do this 3 times each for 3 different scenarios on two different fabrics and then record our results on a bar graph using pretty colored pencils. It's like she was trying to teach 3rd graders. Quite maddening thinking about how much I paid for that class.

Then at the end of the class she told us about another scenario she was thinking of adding next year to prove another point. Or she could just state the point like she did this time and be just as effective and not add to the hour and a half already wasted. Her real intent, no doubt, is to come up with one or two things different so they can't reuse any of the unsold lab manuals and must buy all new ones from her.

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Friday, February 15, 2008

My Eggs Are Shrinking

I had my first Cadbury Cream Egg of the year today. I grabbed one and noticed the size seemed smaller than I remember it from the Easter baskets my grandma used to get me. Turns out it wasn't just one of those delusions conjured up whilst reminiscing of your youth. (ie We had to walk 20 miles to school up hill both ways barefoot. In the winter we'd wrap our feet in barbed wire for traction.) Here's the proof of the shrinking egg by B.J. Novak on Conan O'Brien:
Shrinking Cadbury Cream Egg
According to Wikipedia, a pack of four eggs weighed 155 grams in 2005, but now only weighs 136 grams. That's less. The Cadbury company couldn't be reached for comment, but sources close to the issue say since PETA made them stop injecting their Cadbury Bunnies with HGH, they haven't been able to produce the same size eggs they used to. The official word from Cadbury, though, is that it is, in fact, a delusion conjured up whilst reminiscing. From their FAQ page: "Why has the size of the egg changed? It hasn't - you've just grown up!"

Here's what I predict will be the standard size of the Cadbury Egg in 2024:
Estimated future Cadbury Cream Egg size
According to my calculations, the average American will have to stand at least 7'4" tall to believe the tiny eggs are really the same size as always, but we've just grown up.

Postscript
While researching this issue I came across this site to sign a petition for a jumbo size Cadbury Egg. Vote for the king size cream egg. I'm not the only one after all.

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Thursday, February 14, 2008

Best Movie Lines Ever

If you check my profile I have a list of my most favoritest movies. I usually like to pick a best line from a movie. Below is the compilation of the best lines of the short list of movies I cared to declare as my favorites. Where I could, I've included links to Youtube so you can see the clips yourself (spoiler warning: clip of Fried Green Tomatoes takes place at a critical scene, so if you've never seen it, rent it and watch the whole thing). So in honor of Valentine's Day I'll start with a chick flick.

French Kiss - Kate: "A healthy person is someone who expresses what they're feeling inside. Express - not repress."
Luc: [chuckles] "In that case, you must be one of the healthiest people in the world."
Kate: "Now why shut me out? You know what happens to people who shut everybody out?"
Luc: "They live quiet, peaceful lives?"
Kate: "No, they fester."
Luc: "Fester? I am festering?"
Kate: "Inside, fester and rot. I've seen it happen. You'll become one of those hunched back lonely old men sitting in the corner of a crowded cafe mumbling to yourself, 'My ass is twitching. You people make my ass twitch.'"

Beaches - CC Bloom: "I'm playing a prison guard on death row."
John Pierce: "I know, I did the casting."
CC Bloom: "Well, I thought I'd have a better part."
John Pierce: "Not yet."
CC Bloom: "But this isn't me."
John Pierce: "Well, act like it is."
CC Bloom: [turns to leave] "He hates my hair."

Fried Green Tomatoes - Sispsey: "It's all right, honey. Let her go. Let her go. You know, Miss Ruth was a lady. And a lady always knows when to leave."

Nat'l Lampoons Christmas Vacation - Eddie Johnson: "You surprised to see us, Clark?"
Clark Grisold: "Oh, Eddie...If I woke up tomorrow with my head sewn to the carpet I wouldn't be more surprised than I am now."

Scary Movie 1 - Shorty: "Yo' mother!"
Brenda: "You my brother. It's yo' mother, too, jackass!"
Shorty: "Oh, yeah. Well, then your fatha's stupid!"
Brenda: "So? I don't know him!"
Shorty: "Me neither."

Scary Movie 3 - Brenda Meeks: "Cindy, the news is on! Another little white girl done fell down a well. Fifty black people get they ass beat by police today, but the whole world gotta stop for one little whitey down a hole."

A League of Their Own - Jimmy Dugan: "Start using your head! That's the lump that's three feet above your ass!"

Stiff Upper Lips - Aunt Agnes: "Come quick! Mr. Trilling has achieved the most amazing erection." [Cut to Trilling finishing a house of cards]

Spice World - Martin Barnfield: "Act? Did anyone care if Marilyn Monroe could act? All they cared was, was she in focus?"

She-Devil - Bob Patchett: "You're a bad mother, a lousy wife, and a terrible cook! In fact, have you looked in a mirror recently? I don't even think you're a woman. You know what you are? You're a she-devil!"

Beverly Hillbillies - Laura Jackson: [in mock French accent] "And all women know, ah-pee-nis is hard to find.
Jed Clampett: [startled] "What?"
Laura Jackson: "Ah-PEE-nis."
Jed Clampett: [stares] "Oh, happiness!"

Groundhog Day - Phil Conners: "People like blood sausage too, people are morons ... Would you like some blood sausage? I have some here in the glove compartment."

Mean Girls - Mr. Duvall: "So how was your summer?"
Ms. Norbury: "I got divorced."
Mr. Duvall: "Oh, my carpal tunnel came back."
Ms. Norbury: "I win."

Monster-in-Law Viola Fields: [interviewing Britney Spears type after finding out she's being replaced] "So what you're saying is that you dont know whats going on in the world. And yet you've sold over 5 million albums...CDs...to millions of kids who listen to your lyrics. 'If you wanna know me, look inside my make-up bag.' Your influicing an entire population of kids who won't know how to think straight. Or how to vote for a president. Or understand the significance of Roe vs Wade."
Pop Star: "Oh! I don't support boxing as a sport. I think it's too violent."
Viola Fields: [Throws herself on pop star] "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

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Oh, Canada Poll

The results are in. You're moving to Canada after which person becomes president? 66% of you tied in a 3 way split for Donald Trump, Paris Hilton and The Retarded Greeter at Wal-Mart. That doesn't speak well for Donald and the Retarded Guy. Hillary Clinton received 33% of the votes. Even though she won the popular vote, I'm declaring Donald Trump the winner because the people who voted for him were in a more important part of the country than the rest of us.

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Wednesday, February 13, 2008

Campaign 2008

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Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Podunk, MI

Here I thought I was being all funny and clever-like posting my location in my profile as Podunk, MI. But apparently, there's an actual Podunk, MI. No joke. They could make that a tourist attraction. Like the people who visit Hell, MI just for a keychain that says, "Been To Hell." The people of Podunk could sell bumper stickers that say, "Been to Nowhere."

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Polls are closing

Last chance to vote in my poll. If you voted in the first couple days I had it up, your vote may not have been counted. I redid the code and it's working fine now.

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Monday, February 11, 2008

We Must Be Idiots

For all the ridiculous advertising ploys I see, I must conclude, we must be a nation of idiots. Ad I saw on Google:

I Got Scammed 27 Times
Avoid Work At Home Online Scams!
I Will Show You The Ones That Work.

Like I'm going to trust a moron who was tricked 27 TIMES! The work-from-home-get-rich-quick schemes were on TV every day, several times a day when I was in Alaska. How can any rational thinking person not look at one of those commercials and say, "If this is so great why are you telling me about it instead of keeping all the money for yourself?" Or, "Why are there soooo many companies offering these opportunities. They must be making a frickin' fortune." That's the way to get rich quick. Offer a get-rich-quick scheme. Just to satisfy my curiosity I once went to one of the websites advertised. For a membership of just $129 a year you would get access to "wholesale" trinkets and various dollar store crap to sell online. And you could make over $5,000 a month in your spare time doing it. Yeah right!

I always chuckle when I see an ad for a weight loss pill that touts not lifting a finger except to shovel in your mouth whatever fattening, dextrose-filled foods you want and you'll lose weight. Especially funny are the before and after shots of the men. Not only did this magic pill make them lose weight, but it also gave them nice biceps and a rock hard set of abs. Amazing! All that with no exercise whatsoever. If you're going to try something to help you lose weight, don't pick something with such visibly fake results that goes expressly against what the experts say. That seems obvious enough to me, but the ads are everywhere. Who's keeping these scammers in business? Seriously, we must be idiots.

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Saturday, February 9, 2008

Rules of the Road

I'm mostly forgiving of people's faults in life, except when they get behind the wheel. I feel I'm a very considerate driver, since so much bothers me, I don't do those things to others. Here's a list of things they don't always teach in driver's training, but they should. Some of them are funny, but not any less true. The list is lengthy, 'cause lets face it, there's a lot of idiots out there and most of them drive. And I'm sure I've forgotten a few things. The first section specifically applies to freeway driving.

- The sign says, “Slow traffic keep right.” Not, “You’re going 2 MPH faster than the person next to you and that’s plenty fast enough for the fast lane.”
- If you’re passing someone and a faster driver comes up behind you, it wouldn’t hurt to speed up a couple MPH to get out of their way like the signs instruct. Edit: or slow down before they get there and move back into to right lane.
- There’s no soccer field here. Why is your minivan in the passing lane?
- If someone driving faster than you is coming up and there’s a person in front of you driving slower, don’t move into the fast lane sooner than you normally would just so you’ll be ahead of the person going faster. Chances are they would have been past you before you came up to the slower car anyhow.
- Don’t linger in the fast lane so you don’t have to change lanes again when you come upon that phantom vehicle somewhere up ahead. If you do insist on staying in the passing lane when you’re not passing, move the f^(k over when someone going faster comes up behind you. I’ll only give you a dirty look for this. Someone else might pull out a crossbow and shoot out your tires.
- Do you really think it wise to tailgate slower people in the fast lane at such high speeds?
- If you can, move over when someone is merging. And there’s no law that says you have to wait until the last second to do this.
- If someone is on the side of the road changing a flat or whatever else, move into the other lane. Even if they’re entirely off the pavement and you’re sure there’s plenty o’ room. It doesn’t feel that way to the person getting their hair blown around by cars doing mach 90 past them.
- I know there’s a vast expanse of 20 yards or so between the northbound and southbound lanes, but that doesn’t mean you don’t have to turn your high beams off for people heading the other direction.
- Don’t pass people and spray crap all over their windshield just to exit an 8th of a mile later.
- Any Ontario plates you see you’re allowed to terrorize them.
- Why do you drive 10 MPH over the speed limit on the freeway, but only 5 MPH over on regular roads?
- Three lane freeways don’t help. Then the slow drivers just take up two lanes instead of one.

Rules and Common Courtesies for the Regular Road:
- I was taught in driver’s ed to use your blinker when shifting your vehicle, meaning not just when you’re going to turn, but when you’re changing lanes and merging on or off the freeway. I see so many people fail to use their blinker before changing into a turn lane. Why bother at that point? Everyone knows you’re turning now. Use your signal before changing lanes, not after.
- If you’re making a right turn and there’s someone waiting for you to go past thinking you’re going straight, use your blinker so they know they don’t have to wait any longer.
- 100 feet or when you put on your brakes. That’s when you’re supposed to use your blinker before a turn. If you find several seconds pass in between when you turn on your signal and when you hit the brakes, that’s too soon. Not only is it annoying for other drivers, it can be dangerous. When you turn on your blinker, other drivers assume you’re turning on the nearest road, not the one 3 or 4 roads away. You may find people pulling out or turning close in front of you b/c they thought you were turning down the road a hundred feet from you, not the one a thousand feet from you.
- For Heavan’s sake check your blind spot before changing lanes! I was pushed into the turning lane once by a suburban that didn’t know I was overtaking him. Don’t assume no one’s next to you. I’m not perfect at this one. I’ve had two close calls, not b/c I didn’t check my blind spot, but b/c I didn’t check closely enough. It’s quite scary when you change lanes and you see someone 4 inches off your bumper in the rear view mirror.
- Practice some defensive driving and don’t linger in someone’s blind spot. I’ve seen enough accidents on Wildest Police Videos to know that usually the person changing lanes without looking drives off without a care and the person being cut off either swerves and hits something else or rolls over.
- If you use someone else as bear bait, please do it properly. It doesn’t work if you’re three car lengths behind the person. You have to be far enough away so if a cop were hiding just past that road sign, they could pull out and pursue the other driver.
- If you’re speeding you’re supposed to slow down when you see a cop. Even if it’s only a tiny bit and you’re sure they won’t pull you over, it’s respectful. But if you’re already going the speed limit there’s no reason to slow down. This is especially true when a cop comes up behind you. They don’t want to be stuck behind your slow @$$ and neither do I.
- Don’t drive drunk. You may not think your life’s worth the price of a cab ride, but mine is. The risk of an accident quadruples when driving drunk, similar to that of driving while on a cell phone :) BTW, everyone has different ideas about what drunk is, just like some men don’t think shoving or slapping is domestic violence. But as the new campaign states, buzzed driving is drunk driving. Not that getting caught should be your main concern, but I’m one of those people who will follow someone I suspect is drunk and report them.
- You can drive faster than me, I don’t mind. But I’m already doing 63 in a 55. There’s no reason to tailgate me.
- If you have your brights on and the driver in the opposing lane turns his off, that’s a good indicator that you should turn yours off then also. If you find people shining their brights at you a second before you pass each other, they’re trying to send a message.
- And if you see someone coming around a corner, you don’t have to wait ‘til they’re all the way around to switch to low beams.
- If you’re behind someone and you have your brights on, make sure you’re far enough away to warrant them. There’s something wrong if you turn your hi beams off for a car in the opposing lane who’s farther away than the car you’re following.
- When you’re coming to a blind intersection, turn off your brights so you don’t momentarily blind crosstraffic.
- It’s not gonna kill you to get passed. Don’t speed up when someone’s trying to pass you. And definitely don’t speed up when the road opens up to two lanes just to slow down when the passing zone is closed. That goes for people being passed and people doing the passing.
- If the road’s snowy and someone is driving slowly, it’s not going to do any good to tailgate. Why would you want someone to drive any faster than he or she feels comfortable, especially with a rear wheel drive vehicle, tires as bald as Mr Clean, etc… The car may be turning at the next road and if Driver forgets to put on the blinker sooner than normal to account for extra stopping distance, you will cause an accident.
- Don’t forget before you try to whip out in front of that semi in the winter, your car may slip and it will take you longer to get out of his way, and take him longer to avoid squishing you into a big grease spot on the road.
- If you live in a snowy area, the savings from that cheap set of all season tires doesn’t compare to the thousands you could have to pay to fix your or another person’s car after you slide on the ice.
- If you’re passing someone on a wet, slushy or snow-covered road, know that you’re going to spray it all over their windshield. So if you can, give a little extra distance before moving back into your lane.
- Okay, I can understand why people might drive 45 in a 55 on a snow-covered road, but why then slow down to 35 when the speed limit changes to 45? You already know it’s safe to drive 45. Just b/c it’s winter doesn’t mean you’re required to drive 10 MPH under the speed limit.
- Don’t try to beat the light. People like me on the other road at the intersection like to anticipate the green light so we slow without coming to a complete stop when it’s about to go from red to green. I don’t want to smash into someone who thought it was going to stay yellow for a half second longer.
- Just b/c there aren’t any signs that say so, when there’s two lanes going one way, slower traffic is supposed to keep right. That’s not just my opinion, it’s fact. And just b/c you’re making a left turn in 4 miles doesn’t constitute the need to drive in the fast lane.
- The turn lane isn’t just for turning; it’s for slowing down before the turn. Don’t slow to idol speed in the regular lane and then move into the turn lane to come to a complete stop. Your brake lights shouldn’t come on until at least two tires are in the turn lane. The only excuse for not doing this is if the turning lane is slushy and you have to slow down to safely enter.
- If there’s two lanes going one way and you’re making a right turn onto that road, you don’t always have to wait until both lanes are clear for a mile to make your turn. There’s two lanes for a reason. Occupy the one that has no cars coming at you. If one lane is clear and the other has a car coming that will have to slow down for you or go around, pick the other lane. That’s not just being considerate, that’s being safe.
- Speaking of which, if you’re at an intersection and you turned into the closest lane like you’re supposed to, people turning from the other direction could occupy the lane closest to them and wouldn’t have to wait to see if you’re going to take up their lane or not. Most people reading this don’t drive a full size, crew cab, long box pickup so there’s no reason you have to make a wide arch into the farthest lane.
- Do you really find it necessary to whip out in front of people like a mad man only to do the speed limit or slower? My god man! Even my paranoid grandmother drives 61 in a 55. If you can afford to drive that slow, you can afford to wait for me to pass first.
- You same people who do the above also cut someone off just to turn in the next 16th of a mile. Stop it.
- Whoever keeps pulling out halfway on to the road waiting for the person in the lane you’re about to turn into to go past, stop that. You’re scaring my grandma.
- I almost miss my car that didn’t have anti-lock brakes. The wonderful screeching noise the tires made when people pulled out in front of me when they shouldn’t have was far more effective than any amount of horn honking.
- If they didn’t want you to be courteous and use the shoulder of the road as a partial turning lane so you can get out of the flow of traffic then they shouldn’t have put so much extra asphalt there. Don’t go off the road, though. You flick rocks at the other cars.
- When you are turning, please use your signal so the people behind you know which way to pass.
- When you pull a trailer always, always make sure the lights are working properly. I was only two seconds from a serious accident b/c I passed someone I had no idea was making a left turn.
- I don’t care how good you think you are driving while on the phone or, Heaven forbid, texting, you’re probably not. If you’ve ever looked up from one of these electronic devices and found yourself on the shoulder or had someone honk at you “for no reason” while using one, put it away.
- Learn to park. If you pull into a spot at a bad angle, try again. I don't care how close you are to the yellow line. I'm one of those people who will park properly in the center of my spot even if it only leaves you 6 inches to get into your car.
- If you decide to drive below the speed limit on clear roads, don’t get upset when people honk or flip you off or shake your car as they zoom past. And don’t think they should have left the house earlier. It’s hard enough for some people to leave on time, and you want them to leave early so you can save a half a mile per gallon in gas. Insolence! Practice accelerating more slowly, or better yet, stay home. That’s how you save gas.
- I can’t read the tiny letters on your bumper sticker so you’re forcing me to tailgate.
- Your poignant bumper sticker has completely changed my views. Thank you for the epiphany.
- I was an honor student too. Look what happened. I wouldn’t be bragging if I were you.
- If you’ve still got a Kerry ’04 bumper sticker on your car, please take it off.
- If you speed, cut people off or occasionally give the one finger salute, remove your Jesus fish.
- What the hell could you possibly be doing in your car those 3 seconds after the light turned green and you failed to start moving?
- Don’t brag that you’re a good driver just b/c you’ve never been in an accident. That only means you’re lucky or you’re a queer statistic or you’re a geek and never leave the house. One of the worst drivers I know has never been in an accident. And don’t think someone who has been in an accident is a bad driver. One in four good drivers will be in a serious accident in their life.
- You think your car has one way glass? People can see you bouncing around while singing along with the radio. That’s fine if you don’t care; just know that we see you and we may write about you in our blogs. Yeah, you know who you are. I saw you at the light on West Otsego Lake Drive doing what I can only assume was the Thriller dance.
- If you do something stupid or inconsiderate on the road and they honk at you, you’re not “getting them back” by honking your horn too. You only look like a bigger idiot than before.
- When you’re mad at someone, you actually think it does any good to shine your brights at them in the middle of the day? They don’t care. They can hardly tell the difference. Get a really loud horn and scare the p!$$ out of them.
- If you want to have your lights on when the skies are overcast, that’s fine. But don’t flash your lights at people to turn theirs on too. And don’t flash your lights at me for ambiguous things, like you just passed a cop back there, or my luggage is about to fly off my roof rack. How am I supposed to get that? I don’t know Morse code, but I’m sure two equal flashes doesn’t mean any of those things.
- Turn your lights on when it’s foggy, raining or snowing. My truck is slow and I don’t want to have to see you coming at me only after I’ve started passing someone.
- Your radio doesn’t need to be as loud when you come to a stop. I don’t want to hear your potty mouth lyrics at a light.
- If you pay extra for a vanity plate, pick something anyone can understand. Your initials or a reference to your obscure auxiliary club could mean anything and are no more significant than the random paring given by the state.
- Tapping your brakes only works if someone is just following less than two car lengths behind. If they’re truly tailgating, they know it. And they’re prolly doing it b/c you did one of the things listed above.
- What jerkoff invented the idea of parking a tailgater? If I’m driving, I’m usually headed somewhere. I don’t want to waste my time getting into an accident with some idiot following too closely. So what if his or my insurance will pay for it. I may have to waste even more time in court. Plus, I’d be taking a police officer away from real duties and raising insurance rates across the board. Is purposely getting into an accident and collecting insurance any different than purposely burning down your house and collecting insurance? It’s fraud.
- And finally, just because someone does any, or all of these things, that doesn’t give you the right to bump into them with your vehicle, key their car, run them off the road, follow them home and start a fist fight or pull out a weapon. Honk, give the finger if you want, report their license number if they’re doing something illegal, but who do you think you are to do any more than that? You may find that the inconsiderate d!(k who did _____ to you has even worse road rage.

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Friday, February 8, 2008

Job Interview

I had a job interview today with a bank. I think I did alright. The lady seemed very pleased with my answers. Yet she seemed pleased with everything. One of those genuinely happy people you hear about. She called me honey bunny. She was a little concerned with the fact that I may not be able to work the 1st and 3rd of the month as required, since they may fall on days I have school, but she said she'd talk with branch managers to see if they could work something out. Musta liked me. Well, I hope it does work out. Would you believe this is my first real interview since I got back from Alaska in November? It must be there's so many people for so few jobs that businesses can afford to be quite picky. One disgusting trend I have noticed is that some jobs that would have paid $9/hr two years ago are now at minimum wage. Some businesses are taking advantage of the high unemployment and compensating jobs that require brain cells the same pay as jobs a monkey could do. I can't wait to get my degree and get a real job.

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Thursday, February 7, 2008

The H Word

The other day on Judge Judy the mother of a 13 y/o girl was suing the mother of her daughter's classmate for beating the $h!t out of her daughter. The defendant's daughter said she didn't like the plaintiff's daughter 'cause she called her the B word and the H word. What is the hell could the H word be other than hell? I've never seen "Tammy is an H word" scratched onto a bathroom wall. She should have just said the word. Everyone knows it doesn't count if you're repeating what someone else said to get them in trouble. What's wrong with kids today? Can't they spell a f~(k!ng sentence of explatives anymore? When I was in school the preacher's daughter taught you how to properly say every derrogatory swear word in the book so you could write it on your desk with an eraser.

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Outrage on eBay

Communist eBay is changing its feedback system so that sellers can only leave positive feedback for buyers. Meaning no bad feedback for buyers if they make late or no payment, make unrealistic demands and threaten to give a negative, revert to name calling, et cetera. That's like a gov't saying, we'll give you the freedom to vote, but only if you vote for this one person. And there's going to be nothing stopping buyers from giving a seller an undeserved comment if the post office took too long delivering the item, or they weren't quite happy with it, or the seller won't pay for return shipping even though it was the buyer's mistake, or they had a bad day and want to take it out on someone with no reprecussions... I'm switching it uBid.

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Wednesday, February 6, 2008

Ungrateful

Inspired by Blue Monday's troubles with her fish: I was bored in between classes yesterday so I went into Petco to look for cool stuff for my hamster, Pumpkin. He's not really even mine. He technically belongs to my niece, but he lives with me and I feed him and poke at him while he's asleep. He's always trying to escape his plastic rubbermaid house so I have a larger "cage" set up for him to run around in consisting of household blockades. The other day I forgot about him in there and he escaped, presumably by digging a hole underneath the alarm clock with a spoon. An anonymous tip led to his discovery the next day. He was hiding out in another room of the house with a hamster of the night, four ounces of corn in a suitcase and a ticket to Mexico in his pocket. I figured I'd buy him an exercise ball to run around in so he could explore the rest of the house, since he currently uses the one in his rubbermaid home to sleep in.

So I picked out a ball I thought he'd like. Consequently, while in that section I discovered that he is actually a girl as evidenced by the oversized testicles of the male hamsters there trying desperately, but unsuccessfully, to lift their manhood off the exercise wheels as they ran. It feels weird calling her a her after already calling her a him, so I'm going to continue to refer to her as a him...or rather, him as a him.

I brought the ball to him first thing when I got home. I gently placed him in there as indicated in the two step directions and took him to the living room. I waited for him to take action and begin running or follow me around the house or something, but all he did was bite and scratch at the sides trying to escape. I pushed the ball around a bit, hoping he would get the idea, but he only did somersaults and went back to his gnawing. I bet the hamster on the pet food bag would run around in the ball I got him. Doesn't he know there are field mice all over this world that can't afford exercise balls?

Side note: I also looked at the fishies as Petco. I couldn't believe how expensive some of them were. $7 for a teeny little pet fish! Image how much they'd cost a pound at the supermarket. And there were people there buying them. That will be one of the most expensive things to go down their toilet w/o passing thru their digestive system first.

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Tuesday, February 5, 2008

Juneau, You're a Pu$$y!

I was chatting with one of my friends back in Juneau about the gruesome weather we've been having here in Podunk, MI (it was half a degree last week, 3 consecutive days of school cancelled, yesterday was freezing rain). She mentioned that it was pretty aweful there too. It got below freezing once. Oh, the horror. Here's what I think of your weather, JNU.

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Monday, February 4, 2008

New blog

Retired my Fudgie in Juneau blog, as I'm now a Fudgie in Michigan. But I just have too many brilliant thoughts to not share them with the world. Like what's with Quaker Rice Cakes packaging? First off, they're in a plastic bag and sealed off like a thing of bread. If that's not enough to keep them out of the wrong hands, inside there's not one, but two air tight packages dividing the rice cakes. Like having them in one package is too much long term exposure to the elements. I guess Quaker realizes that people usually buy rice cakes in January to start their new diet and it takes them 8 months to finish half a pack. But come on. It's air puffed rice. It can't get any staler.

And why in country songs does everyone lose their virginity at 17? Is that a rule? I doubt Garth Brooks could have convinced a girl to sleep with him after so few years of trying. And that whorey Sara Evans had to give it up a lot sooner than 17. She was born in Missouri, the show me state.

Speaking of country music, what's with all the rock stars switching to country lately? The Eagles, Sheryl Crow, Jessica Simpson, Jon Bon Jovi, Kid Country...I mean Kid Rock. They're seeing how profitable that genre is and they no longer joke about all the songs being about pickups and dead dogs. Why, I can prolly only think of 10 or twelve songs off the top of my head about trucks or dogs. Fifteen maybe. Twenty tops.

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