In the immortal words of my grandfather. . . That phrase let you know he was too pooped to poop, or however you grew up hearing it coloquialized (yes, I am now making up words.) I’m freaking exhausted is my point. Travel, work, work, travel, training, work again. Oh yeah, and lets not forget planning a wedding! Sleep would be the order of the day - but then again, Harry Potter came out today and I shall not rest until it is read. Sleep will have to wait!
We’ve all seen typos in the text from television closed captioning. Some are nonsense and some are hilarious. Like the one I read this morning. I had woken up early this morning (5 a.m.) to prepare for a conference call I needed to attend at 8 a.m. Trying to stay alert, I had turned on the television to have The Today Show running in the background. I didn’t want the noise to disturb Xian so I had the mute on with closed captioning running so I could occasionally look at the screen if I was getting dazed. I glanced up to see Matt Lauer talking about Katie being off for a few days but saying that later in the show, we would be able to see an excerpt from her interview with Jennifer Wilbanks. But that’s the gist of what was said not what I read. I’m not exactly sure how the system works, but I believe the spell check may be to blame. Apparently, someone was attempting to type Jennifer and may have typed Genif trying to get the name right. I believe this is when spell check took over and made the word Genitalia. So if you’ve been following me so far, you’ll see that the closed captioning read something pretty close to, “and later we will get to see another excerpt from Katie’s interview with Genitalia — Jennifer Wilbanks”. . .
My 7 year old got her first answering machine message this weekend - it’s so cute to hear another 7 year old say in a soft quiet voice “Can you please call me back wherever you are?” No name. No information. Just a desperate plea for conversation so they can talk about. . . what was on Arthur this morning or how the Berenstain Bears are doing. It must be a hectic world for two little girls!
So, I’ve been back and forth for work these last few weeks and boy, are my arms tired! *bah-dum-dum/ching* Work has been hectic, so I neglect this Blog. Alas, such is life. Have a great summer - I’ve got some wedding plannin’ ta do.
I received an email via my ACLU membership today. Apparently, there are some interesting things going on behind our backs; or at least there will be if people don’t take action. A Senate committee will be meeting privately to discuss the Patriot Act. You know, that Act that invades our privacy?
Do you remember that old commercial about privacy and your internet searches? The one where the guy is walking down the street and people keep mentioning information he searched on the internet. “How’s that erectile disfunction, Jim?” Imagine that the government is giving the FBI the power to search any little detail about your life - what books you buy, what subscriptions you maintain, etc. - with no reason for the search. What does this information have to do with protection from terrorism? They need to quit grasping at straws to cover their own butts and leave my butt alone!
Senate Committee to Meet in Private - about something very PUBLIC
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I can’t think of what to do right now. I’m coming down from a rockin awesome birthday party weekend and it’s a Monday. Excitingly enough, I installed a countdown clock (TimeLeft) to track time until the wedding. Right now we have 3 months, 18 days, 7 hours, & 42 minutes until the cocktail 1/2 hour starts for our wedding. Riveting huh? Things are coming together now though - most of the ‘Save the Date’ cards have gone out, the dress should be in, we’ve booked the place, booked the caterer, got a Karaoke DJ, Madre is handling the cake and I’m pretty sure J. & Pezman will make sure Xian shows up for the wedding! At least, I feel that I have it under control. If all things go this smoothly, I won’t be needing that advance purchase bus ticket to Albuquerque and a fake kidnapping plot!
Bronchitis has finally lost the war it’s been waging against my bod. I’ve managed to smoke only 2 cigarettes in the last 9 days and I’m finally NOT taking enough medicine to heal a 3rd world country. You’d think after a week off from work - I’d have been on here plenty, but man, I was actually wiped out! I think I need a new set of lungs! Hopefully, this is the last of this stinking illness that has been hassling me since November. . .
Why don’t they make army tanks out of the bones in my pinky toe? I’ve smacked it into more things then I care to recall; most recently, the wooden frame of the couch this morning. Yet, it manages to hurt for a few seconds and then be fine. What is it that makes it able to withstand such fierce abuse without yielding? I don’t know, but damn - forget it, I still don’t like the way it feels when I smack it into something. And the delay? What’s with the 30 second wait time for the pain sensations to travel from my toe, up to my brain? Oh well, I guess Thank Gawd, I’m not a pinky toe.
And I’m tired - I’ll write tomorrow. . .
They are beautiful. In a few weeks, we will see acres and acres of land covered in the Texas State Flower. I would like to take this time to debunk an ‘urban myth’ for Texas. IT IS NOT ILLEGAL TO PICK BLUEBONNETS. However, it is illegal to remove or destroy anything on State property - which could be translated to read it’s illegal to pick the flowers. You should not pick them on state or anyone else’s property without permission. This is Texas - you may get yourself shot. You can, however, pick them from your own property, but they just look so pretty - try to mow around them! They last longer in the ground, believe me. And if you want proof -
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