Having a conversation with one of my best friends today led to this clip... *side note* It always amazes me how conversations flow and how they get to different topics. *end side note*
Them: im not feeling too good...feel a bit queasy
Me: how's come?
Them: dunno...maybe cos i took me tabs 5hrs late
Me: *blank stare*
Me: on an empty stomach?
Them: no...after the stir fry
Me: hmmm
Me: usually that'll happen if you take it on an empty tummy
Them: and that fekin helicopter aint helping
Me: what helicopter?
Them: bastid thing is too big to be doing circuits
Them: its a chinook over in the park
Me: I wonder if helicopters have ejection seats? (Yeah that's me, trying to be a smartass)
Them: wait 1 sec
Me: k
Them: warning shocking but its all ok in the end... http://www.yourfilehost.com/media.php?cat=video&file=guy_ejected_into_helicopter_blades_1_.flv
Me: *reading the link* Yanno, I was kidding about that, it was meant to be a funny
Them: i saw that clip only this morning, he only ended up with a broken wrist
Me: holy crap
Them: one way to put it
Them: he was very lucky to keep his head
Me: no kidding, I still can't get over it, that and the fact that you had just happened onto that clip earlier today
Them: yeah...a bit freaky eh?
Me: lol that's the way things go with us I'm afraid
Still can't get over the pilot ending up with only a broken wrist!
Thursday, August 30, 2007
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
You learn something new everyday..
My hubby is on holiday out in Washington state, we've been talking daily on the phone.
Today's conversation...
Me: So how's your trip?
Him: Good. Got here to grandma's last night okay, had some dinner, ice cream, then we all sat and talked and visited. I'm sleeping in the basement.
Me: Oooooo, it's nice and cool in her basement! That ought to be great!
Him: It is, except I've learned a little something about my self that I don't think I realized before.
Me: What's that?
Him: I'm a little bit afraid of the dark.
Awwwwwww, gotta love a man who can be open enough to admit something like that.
Today's conversation...
Me: So how's your trip?
Him: Good. Got here to grandma's last night okay, had some dinner, ice cream, then we all sat and talked and visited. I'm sleeping in the basement.
Me: Oooooo, it's nice and cool in her basement! That ought to be great!
Him: It is, except I've learned a little something about my self that I don't think I realized before.
Me: What's that?
Him: I'm a little bit afraid of the dark.
Awwwwwww, gotta love a man who can be open enough to admit something like that.
I think we're going to start a new business...
My sister-in-law and I are.
I'll be the financial planner, she'll be the travel agent making all the plans.
Our spouses (brothers) are on holiday currently, out on the west coast visiting immediate & more of the extended family. While sharing a meal at a family members house, a cousin mentioned how nice she thought it was that the brothers could travel together. The brothers agreed collectively that it was due to their wives, we had made it possible for them to take this trip together. I making sure the money was there for my husband and the other brother was taken care of because his wife (my sister-in-law) had fine tuned all the details as to who the brothers were going to see when.
After dinner and settling down for a bit more visiting with family, the same cousin was asking the brothers what time they were going to be leaving the following morning to drive to see their grandmother. My husband's reply? "We'll need to call the travel agent (my sister-in-law) to find out for certain."
......................I guess the boys really do miss us!
I'll be the financial planner, she'll be the travel agent making all the plans.
Our spouses (brothers) are on holiday currently, out on the west coast visiting immediate & more of the extended family. While sharing a meal at a family members house, a cousin mentioned how nice she thought it was that the brothers could travel together. The brothers agreed collectively that it was due to their wives, we had made it possible for them to take this trip together. I making sure the money was there for my husband and the other brother was taken care of because his wife (my sister-in-law) had fine tuned all the details as to who the brothers were going to see when.
After dinner and settling down for a bit more visiting with family, the same cousin was asking the brothers what time they were going to be leaving the following morning to drive to see their grandmother. My husband's reply? "We'll need to call the travel agent (my sister-in-law) to find out for certain."
......................I guess the boys really do miss us!
No matter how hard you try...
there are times when you just can't win.
A travel agent looked up from his desk to see an old lady and an old gentleman peering in the shop window
at the posters showing the glamorous Destinations around the world.
The agent had had a good week and the dejected couple looking in the window gave him a rare feeling
of generosity. He called them into his shop: 'I know that on your pension you could never hope to have a
holiday, so I am sending you off to a fabulous resort at my expense, and I won't take no for an
answer.'
He took them inside and asked his secretary to write two flight tickets and book a room in a five star
hotel. They, as can be expected, gladly accepted,and were off!
About a month later the little old lady came in to his shop. 'And how did you like your holiday?' he
asked eagerly.
The flight was exciting and the room was lovely,' she said. I've come to thank you, but one thing
puzzled me. 'Who was that old guy I had to share the room with?'
ACTUALLY, SOME OF US ASK THE SAME QUESTION EVERY MORNING
Monday, August 27, 2007
A little quiz...
Let's see how smart you are...
1) How long did the Hundred Years' War last?
2) Which country makes Panama hats?
3) From which animal do we get catgut?
4) In which month do Russians celebrate the October Revolution?
5) What is a camel's hair brush made of?
6) The Canary Islands in the Pacific are named after what animal?
7) What was King George VI's first name?
8) What color is a purple finch?
9) Where are Chinese gooseberries from?
10) What is the color of the black box in a commercial airplane?
All done? Scroll down to check your answers below.
Passing requires 4 correct answers
1) 116 years
2) Ecuador
3) Sheep and Horses
4) November
5) Squirrel fur
6) Dogs
7) Albert
8) Crimson
9) New Zealand
10) Orange, of course.
(And don't try to tell me you passed!)
Have your smartest friends stop by and take the quiz so they can feel stupid, too.
1) How long did the Hundred Years' War last?
2) Which country makes Panama hats?
3) From which animal do we get catgut?
4) In which month do Russians celebrate the October Revolution?
5) What is a camel's hair brush made of?
6) The Canary Islands in the Pacific are named after what animal?
7) What was King George VI's first name?
8) What color is a purple finch?
9) Where are Chinese gooseberries from?
10) What is the color of the black box in a commercial airplane?
All done? Scroll down to check your answers below.
Passing requires 4 correct answers
1) 116 years
2) Ecuador
3) Sheep and Horses
4) November
5) Squirrel fur
6) Dogs
7) Albert
8) Crimson
9) New Zealand
10) Orange, of course.
(And don't try to tell me you passed!)
Have your smartest friends stop by and take the quiz so they can feel stupid, too.
Friday, August 24, 2007
History Lesson...
Manure: In the 16th and 17th centuries, everything had to be transported by ship and it was also before commercial fertilizer's invention, so large shipments of manure were common.
It was shipped dry, because in dry form it weighed a lot less than when wet, but once water (at sea) hit it, it not only became heavier, but the process of fermentation began again, of which a by product is methane gas.
As the stuff was stored below decks in bundles you can see what could (and did) happen. Methane began to build up below decks and the first time someone came below at night with a lantern, BOOOOM!
Several ships were destroyed in this manner before it was determined just what was happening.
After that, the bundles of manure were always stamped with the term "Ship High In Transit" on them which meant for the sailors to stow it high enough off the lower decks so that any water that came into the hold would not touch this volatile cargo and start the production of methane.
Thus evolved the term "S.H.I.T " , (Ship High In Transport) which has come down through the centuries and is in use to this very day.
You probably did not know the true history of this word. Neither did I. I had always thought it was a golf term.
Thursday, August 23, 2007
Well here we are...
Since deciding to blog again, I've felt good about my decision.
I left blogging for a period of time because in the end, it had changed from what it once was to me. Originally it was a means to keep up with those in my social circle. Feeling obligated to do it "because everyone else was doing it" I started my first blog. Then, once I got into it, I began to enjoy it. I got to meet some of the best people that I wouldn't have met otherwise. Then things changed for me. Namely my social circle, it became something I didn't recognize any longer and personally didn't want to be a part of, except for one lone person. So, I extracted myself from it, not by choice mind ya, but because I hurt the one person I never would have intended to. Knowing our circle and how catty it could be at times and figuring that everyone in the group looked up to her and she'd weave a tale of my exploits, I was unsure if she'd blow things out of proportion or how it all would go, so I figured, my best bet was to just disappear. So I that's just what I did. Walking away from all the friends I'd known up to that point, only save a select handful.
While missing some of those from that circle and most definitely not missing some others (as is bound to happen in these sorts of circumstances), I found that after awhile I was missing the most important thing. Me. As well, I was missing the camaraderie that comes with being a small part of something bigger.
So here I am again. Not so much anymore with my heart on my sleeve like before. Quite honestly, I'm a lot more guarded than what I was because of all of this, yet, I feel like a part of me is still willing to creep out a bit at a time to take a peek and see if things have improved (or not). Hopefully I'll be the person I once was, if not a bit more jaded and guarded, but most definately improved.
I left blogging for a period of time because in the end, it had changed from what it once was to me. Originally it was a means to keep up with those in my social circle. Feeling obligated to do it "because everyone else was doing it" I started my first blog. Then, once I got into it, I began to enjoy it. I got to meet some of the best people that I wouldn't have met otherwise. Then things changed for me. Namely my social circle, it became something I didn't recognize any longer and personally didn't want to be a part of, except for one lone person. So, I extracted myself from it, not by choice mind ya, but because I hurt the one person I never would have intended to. Knowing our circle and how catty it could be at times and figuring that everyone in the group looked up to her and she'd weave a tale of my exploits, I was unsure if she'd blow things out of proportion or how it all would go, so I figured, my best bet was to just disappear. So I that's just what I did. Walking away from all the friends I'd known up to that point, only save a select handful.
While missing some of those from that circle and most definitely not missing some others (as is bound to happen in these sorts of circumstances), I found that after awhile I was missing the most important thing. Me. As well, I was missing the camaraderie that comes with being a small part of something bigger.
So here I am again. Not so much anymore with my heart on my sleeve like before. Quite honestly, I'm a lot more guarded than what I was because of all of this, yet, I feel like a part of me is still willing to creep out a bit at a time to take a peek and see if things have improved (or not). Hopefully I'll be the person I once was, if not a bit more jaded and guarded, but most definately improved.
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
Knock, Knock...
A man and his wife are awakened at 3 o'clock in the morning by a loud pounding on the door. The man gets up and goes to the door where a drunken stranger, standing in the pouring rain, is asking for a push.
"Not a chance," says the husband, "It's three o'clock in the morning!" He slams the door and returns to bed.
"Who was that?" asked his wife.
"Just some drunk guy asking for a push." he answers.
"Did you help him?" she asks.
"No, I did not. It's three o'clock in the morning and it's pouring outside!"
"Well, you have a short memory," says the wife. "Can't you remember about three months ago when we broke down and those two guys helped us?" She continued on, "I think you should help him, and you should be ashamed of yourself!"
The man does as he's told, gets dressed, and goes out into the pouring rain. He calls out into the dark, "Hello, are you still there?"
"Yes," comes back the answer.
"Do you still need a push?" calls out the husband.
"Yes, please!" comes the reply from the dark.
"Where are you?" asks the husband.
"Over here on the swing!" replies the drunk.
Letter to God...
Dear God;
I've got a few questions for you.
From: The Dog
Why do humans smell the flowers, but seldom, if ever, smell one another?
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When we get to heaven, can we sit on your couch? Or is it still the same old story?
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Why are there cars named after the jaguar, the cougar, the mustang, the colt, the stingray, and the rabbit, but not ONE, named for a dog? How often do you see a cougar riding around? We do love a nice ride! Would it be so hard to rename the "Chrysler Eagle" the " Chrysler Beagle"?
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If a dog barks his head off in the forest and no human hears him, is he still a bad dog?
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We dogs can understand human verbal instructions, hand signals, whistles, horns, clickers, beepers, scent ID's, electromagnetic energy fields, and Frisbee flight paths. What do humans understand?
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More meatballs, less spaghetti, please
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Are there mailmen in Heaven? If there are, will I have to apologize?
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Dear God here's another thought:
Let me give you a list of just some of the things I must remember to be a good dog:
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1. I will not eat the cats' food before they eat it or after they throw it up.
2. I will not roll on dead seagulls, fish, crabs, etc., just because I like the way they smell.
3. I will not munch on "leftovers" in the kitty litter box, although they are tasty.
4. The diaper pail is not a cookie jar.
5. The sofa is not a 'face towel'. Neither are Mom and Dad's laps.
6. The garbage collector is not stealing our stuff.
7. My head does not belong in the refrigerator.
8. I will not bite the officer's hand when he reaches in for Mom's driver's license and registration.
9. I will not play tug-of-war with Dad's underwear when he's on the toilet.
10. Sticking my nose into someone's crotch is an unacceptable way of saying "hello".
11. I don't need to suddenly stand straight up when I'm under the coffee table.
12. I must shake the rainwater out of my fur before entering the house not after.
13. I will not throw up in the car.
14. I will not come in from outside and immediately drag my butt.
15. I will not sit in the middle of the living room and lick my crotch when we have company.
16. The cat is not a 'squeaky toy' so when I play with him and he makes that noise, it's usually not a good thing.
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And, finally, My last question . . .
When I get to Heaven may I have my testicles back?
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I've got a few questions for you.
From: The Dog
Why do humans smell the flowers, but seldom, if ever, smell one another?
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When we get to heaven, can we sit on your couch? Or is it still the same old story?
------------------------------------------------
Why are there cars named after the jaguar, the cougar, the mustang, the colt, the stingray, and the rabbit, but not ONE, named for a dog? How often do you see a cougar riding around? We do love a nice ride! Would it be so hard to rename the "Chrysler Eagle" the " Chrysler Beagle"?
--------------------------------------------------
If a dog barks his head off in the forest and no human hears him, is he still a bad dog?
------------------------------------------------
We dogs can understand human verbal instructions, hand signals, whistles, horns, clickers, beepers, scent ID's, electromagnetic energy fields, and Frisbee flight paths. What do humans understand?
--------------------------------------------------
More meatballs, less spaghetti, please
------------------------------------------------.
Are there mailmen in Heaven? If there are, will I have to apologize?
------------------------------------------------
------------------------------------------------
Dear God here's another thought:
Let me give you a list of just some of the things I must remember to be a good dog:
---------------------------------------------------
1. I will not eat the cats' food before they eat it or after they throw it up.
2. I will not roll on dead seagulls, fish, crabs, etc., just because I like the way they smell.
3. I will not munch on "leftovers" in the kitty litter box, although they are tasty.
4. The diaper pail is not a cookie jar.
5. The sofa is not a 'face towel'. Neither are Mom and Dad's laps.
6. The garbage collector is not stealing our stuff.
7. My head does not belong in the refrigerator.
8. I will not bite the officer's hand when he reaches in for Mom's driver's license and registration.
9. I will not play tug-of-war with Dad's underwear when he's on the toilet.
10. Sticking my nose into someone's crotch is an unacceptable way of saying "hello".
11. I don't need to suddenly stand straight up when I'm under the coffee table.
12. I must shake the rainwater out of my fur before entering the house not after.
13. I will not throw up in the car.
14. I will not come in from outside and immediately drag my butt.
15. I will not sit in the middle of the living room and lick my crotch when we have company.
16. The cat is not a 'squeaky toy' so when I play with him and he makes that noise, it's usually not a good thing.
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And, finally, My last question . . .
When I get to Heaven may I have my testicles back?
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I'm just FINE thank you very much...
I thought I'd throw this at you. Give you something to see besides things I think that are funny.
It's that getting to know you part of the show.
About me.
Nothing to tell really.
I'm what my dad would call F.I.N.E.
Just in case you don't know what that means...
F - F*cked up
I - Insecure
N- Neurotic
E - Emotional
Yeah that's me in a nutshell.
I live somewhere in the states, I work, I go to school, I'm neurotic, I live as hard as I love, my family and friends mean the world to me, at times unknowingly I've hurt the fore mentioned family and friends...trust me it's not intentional, no matter what you may hear.
Pretty much, I'm just like anyone else, with maybe just a skewed view of the world and a bit cynical about this thing called the net. But hey, let's see where it takes us!
It's that getting to know you part of the show.
About me.
Nothing to tell really.
I'm what my dad would call F.I.N.E.
Just in case you don't know what that means...
F - F*cked up
I - Insecure
N- Neurotic
E - Emotional
Yeah that's me in a nutshell.
I live somewhere in the states, I work, I go to school, I'm neurotic, I live as hard as I love, my family and friends mean the world to me, at times unknowingly I've hurt the fore mentioned family and friends...trust me it's not intentional, no matter what you may hear.
Pretty much, I'm just like anyone else, with maybe just a skewed view of the world and a bit cynical about this thing called the net. But hey, let's see where it takes us!
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