Saturday, July 29, 2006

Now why do I find this funny? I am one sick puppy!

Thursday, July 27, 2006

Eyeful of breast-feeding mom sparks outrage


Magazine cover blasted by public squeamish over sight of nursing breast.

•NEW YORK - "I was SHOCKED to see a giant breast on the cover of your magazine," one person wrote. "I immediately turned the magazine face down," wrote another. "Gross," said a third.

How stupid! Go read this article then tell me if you agree with these idiots. It's just a frikkin boob folks, everyone either has one or is one...get over it.

Breastfeeding Article

Monday, July 24, 2006

But how could we have all died at the same time?


The Salmon Mousse!

Tried this recipe tonight, it was very yummy...enjoy!


For the Salmon:
1 pound salmon fillet, skin off and pin bones removed
1 teaspoon extra-virgin olive oil
Salt and freshly ground black pepper

For the Mousse:
1 pound soft cream cheese
1/4 cup brandy
1 lemon, zested and juiced
Salt and freshly ground pepper


Preparing the Salmon:
Preheat the oven to 400 degrees F.
Season salmon fillet with olive oil, salt, and pepper. Place on a baking sheet and bake until cooked through, about 10 to 12 minutes. Remove from the oven and cool completely, the chill for at least 30 minutes.

Preparing the Mousse:
Put the chilled salmon fillet in a food processor.
Add all other ingredients and blend until smooth.
Season with salt and pepper, to taste.

Sunday, July 23, 2006

I........am quite the thief tonight

Stolen from V again...

I AM: unsatisfied
I WANT: to go back in time and do it right
I WISH: for true love
I HATE: alarm clocks
I MISS: being loved by a man
I HOPE: that this ISN'T as good as it gets.
I FEAR: the night time
I HEAR: too much complaining from those who have too much
I WONDER: what the future holds
I REGRET: leaving my husband
I AM NOT: as happy as everyone thinks I am
I DANCE: on Fridays at 3:30pm
I SING: in the car, I sound good too, till someone else get's in
I CRY: before I go to sleep
I AM NOT ALWAYS: right
I MAKE: others feel at ease
I LIKE: someone I shouldn't
I THINK: the last half will be as bad as the first half
I WRITE: grocery lists and then rarely follow them
I CONFUSE: desire with love
I NEED: a normal life, well, traditional anyway
I SHOULD: leave california
I START: the day with fresh hope and then it's dashed
I FINISH: everything on my plate because "children are starving in Africa, young lady!"...help me Dr. Phil

Stolen from V......50

1. How tall are you barefoot? 5’ 4”
2. Favorite movies? Kill Bill 1&2, Vacation, Blazing Saddles,any Monthy Python, Interview w/the Vampire
3. Do you own a gun? no, ex took it, guess he feared I'd hunt him down with it.
4. Who/what is your biggest enemy? food
5. Favorite Scent? food
6. Do you like hot dogs? yes, Hebrew Nationals & I miss Coney Islanders from OK
7. What's your favorite Christmas song? Blue Christmas
8. What do you prefer to drink in the morning? water, diet coke or cocoa
9. Do you do push-ups? never
10. Brothers or sisters? none that I know of
11. What's your most liked piece of jewelry? don't wear any but I still have my wedding ring in a box.
12. What do you take for pain relief? Ibuprophen
13. What is your secret weapon to lure in the opposite sex? food
14. Do you own a knife? yes, several. Steak, butcher's, paring, fillet, bread.
15. Do you have A.D.D.? no
16. Middle name? Richelle
17. Name 3 thoughts at this exact moment
..a. the answer is shweaty balls (don't ask)
..b. Do I think about sex too much? (ditto)
..c. is the dryer done yet?
18. Name the last 3 things you have bought
..a. patio furniture
..b. short ribs
..c. strawberry shampoo
19. Name 3 drinks you regularly drink
..a. water
..b. diet coke
..c. iced tea
20. What time did you wake up today? 10:00am (what, it was Sunday)
21. Current worry? dying alone
22. Current hate? celibacy (ditto)
23. Your favorite place to be? bed
24. Least favorite place to be? alone (ditto)
25. Where would you like to go? on a honeymoon to anywhere or an Alaskan cruise
26. Do you own slippers? yes, my ugg slippers are my fav
27. What shirt are you wearing? black pink floyd tee
28. Do you burn or tan? burn
29. Least favorite color? yellow or orange
30. Would you be a pirate? na, I look bad in an eye patch
31. Last time you had an alcoholic drink? a beer last Wednesday
32. What songs do you sing in the shower? That Girl by Stevie Wonder, Mighty Mouse Theme, Dream a little dream of me by Mama Cass.
33. What did you fear was going to get you at night as a child? my Dad's false teeth.
34. What's in your pockets right now? empty
35. Last thing that made you laugh? a conversation about chocolate flavored condoms
36. Best bed sheets you had as a child? purple smiley faces
37. Worst injury you've ever had? Daryl Green pushed me off the jungle gym and broke my nose then sang "White paddy, white paddy you don't shine, white paddy, white paddy, beat'cha behind. It was the 60's. By today's standard I could have sued him for a racist hate crime.
38. What is your favorite pet? Senna, my kitty..he's da bomb.
39. How many TV's do you have in your house? 3, 2 in use
40. Who is your loudest friend? Channon
41. Who is your most silent friend? wish I had one...lol
42. Does someone have a crush on you? yes, but it ain't mutual
43. Do you wish on stars? no
44. What is your favorite book? Rescue me, he's wearing a moose hat
45. What is your favorite candy? gummy bears
46. What song do/did you want played at your wedding? didn't have music, didn't want music.
47. What song do you want played at your funeral? Don't want a funeral, but a party. Play any music except Michael Bolton.
48. What were you doing at 12 a.m. last night? Watching Die Hard
49. What was the first thing you thought of when you woke up? Do I think about sex too much? (Ditto)
50. Do you have a favorite charity? Humane Society

Saturday, July 22, 2006




Very amusing clip --> Star Trek meets Monty Python

Wednesday, July 19, 2006

Oink Oink, We'll Be Pigs!

The Verdict: Oink
Dan Neil
July 16, 2006
As we consider the worst fast-food offering ever, let us begin with the artifact itself: KFC's new Famous Bowls product consists of a plastic tub of mashed potatoes or rice, topped with yellow corn, fried chicken nuggets, gravy and three varieties of grated cheese. All in one container, all to be consumed as a single homogenous mass, spork after spork of undifferentiated food matter. And there it sits on my desk, a steaming, sweating pound of food goo that I purchased at a drive-in window (more anonymous that way) for $3.99. Let me tell you, it's one thing to muse upon the Famous Bowls in a detached, ne'er-shall-pass-my-lips sort of way. Quite another to address the product, spork in hand. And now, in the interests of participatory journalism, I take a bite. Hmmm. Uh-huh. OK. It's like throwing up in reverse.

The French culinary aesthete Jean Anthelme Brillat-Savarin reminded us that food is culture, and so we have to wonder what he would say about the Famous Bowls and life in this America. The French, after all, knew something about revolting peasants. Even in a nation that has made the bulk fast-food bolus something of a culinary art, KFC's Famous Bowls are somehow splendidly, transcendently awful. Perhaps it's because, if you retain any of your childhood aversion to foods touching, the Famous Bowls will send you shrieking into traffic. Perhaps it's because it so brazenly exposes its own purpose: to economically pack the gullets of the poor. Gone is even the pretense that someone might eat this for its taste. This is gerbil food for the disenfranchised.

One KFC marketing exec, in a moment of linguistic clarity I'll bet he wishes he had back, is quoted as saying the meals are directed at "heavy fast-food users." Never was the connection between fast food and addictive drugs made more explicit. The Famous Bowls, according to KFC, are designed to lure more lunchtime customers with a meal that has all the goodness of KFC's popular dishes—like gravy—in one convenient, portable, easy-to-inhale serving. And thus the gustatory equivalent of composting.

A couple of questions immediately present themselves: Why not go all the way and top the Famous Bowls with an apple pie and pour Coca-Cola over them? To save customers the struggle to pocket their change at the drive-thru, why not throw it on top as well? If the product developers thought Famous Bowls were a good idea, I have two words for them: chicken smoothie.

You might have expected, after Morgan Spurlock's hilarious and scary "Super Size Me"—the 2004 documentary that charts his declining health on a steady diet of McDonald's—that the fast-food industry would be at least a little self-conscious about such offerings. Actually, no. McDonald's did begin to offer healthier menu options and retired the notorious Super Size option. But what has fueled McDonald's recent turnaround (revenues up 33% in three years) is the company's Dollar Menu, a smorgasbord of slow-acting poisons (trans fats, sugars, sodium and kilo-calories), marketed primarily at teenagers and minorities.

To keep pace with McDonald's, Burger King and Wendy's pumped up their dollar-priced menu offerings. Wendy's, deciding its Biggie drink wasn't biggie enough, recently began offering sodas in 42-ounce cups. Great, a beverage I can swim in.

In the face of criticism drummed up by "Super Size Me"—and the 2001 book "Fast Food Nation," the film version of which will appear in theaters this fall—the industry has executed a marvelous bit of jujitsu, marketing even more heinous concoctions as manly, red-state antidotes to froufrou girlie food that would be imposed by the meddlesome big-government lunch lady. I love the Burger King ad for the Texas Double Whopper in which a mob of men burns its tighty whities, waving signs that say "Eat This Meat" and singing, to the tune of Helen Reddy's "I Am Woman": "I am man, I am incorrigible, and I'm way too hungry to settle for chick food."

There is no shortage of fast-food travesties by which to be astonished. Consider the Carl's Jr. Double Six Dollar Burger, weighing in at a heart-plugging 1,420 calories, 101 grams of fat and 2.4 grams of sodium. A ballpark in St. Louis offers a bacon-cheeseburger served on a Krispy Kreme doughnut (which doesn't sound half-bad, actually). The Southern California restaurant chain The Hat serves French fries in a paper grocery bag and a Pastrami Burger the size of a moose's head. It's the only place I know where meat is a condiment.Compared to these offerings, the Famous Bowls (710 calories, with 29 grams of fat and 2 grams of sodium) are relatively healthy.

And so what if it's all in one bowl? NASA used to serve astronauts Thanksgiving meals in a squeeze tube.And yet I remain appalled—as well as a little woozy from all the salt. It's one thing to say Americans eat like pigs, it's another to give it the force of literalism. But that's just what the trough-like Famous Bowls do. If there were a Food Court at The Hague, the Colonel would be in big trouble.

Monday, July 17, 2006

Today's Mood.....


Saturday, July 15, 2006

Those flips flops were just too casual for that dress.
She shoulda got her a pair of these....Trailer Trash Weddin Shews

A Dog Meet Dog World


According to her online profile, Anastasia, an attractive and petite blonde, likes car rides, walks through Nashville's Centennial Park and "stalking small creatures." Anastasia's no psychopath; she's a miniature schnauzer, whose owner posted her profile on Dogster.com.
As human social-networking sites like Friendster.com and MySpace.com have become increasingly popular, similar sites have popped up for pets. Dogster.com, the first of the sites, launched in 2004 and now boasts more than 180,000 members in 182 countries, adding 12,500 members last month and as many as 900 per day. Catster.com has 76,000 members. With fewer than 1,000, Hamsterster.com is tiny—but growing. Folks with a less conventional pet—a chinchilla or a spider, say—can sign up for the more inclusive Petster.com, which has some 11,000 members.
Ultimately, the sites are another way for humans to connect. Owners, who communicate with one another mainly in the voices of their animals, usually wind up making human friends. "Cat mad" Susan Bailey of Buckinghamshire, England, recently met up with a fellow Catster member at a Bruce Springsteen concert in New York City. "We discuss human topics," says Bailey, whose cat is named Bruce. "But through the cats."
To get your dog hooked up, go to ---> Dogster

Friday, July 14, 2006

Caption This Photo

I'm at a loss, give us your best caption for this photo!

Wednesday, July 12, 2006

The Home Wrecker


I need to rant and most likely my rant will piss some women off but it's only because they will see themselves in this rant and it ain't a pretty site in that mirror so own it and deal.

This is about the ultimate low life Ho...aka the Home Wrecker.

A close friend of mine is going through marriage hell. Her husband is confused, going through mid-life crisis and to feel young he's messing around with another woman in another state on business trips.

Now yes, I know he's a married man and he should keep his dick in his pants and I'm angry at him too but for now my focus is on this bitch and others like her who chase after married men. This homewrecking bitch knows all about the wife yet still continues to pursue her husband and this enrages me. Women should stick together, not stab each other in the back. You wouldn't want someone fucking your husband so why are you fucking someone else's?
And what would you want with a loser who cheats on his wife? What he does with you, he does to you. There is absolutely no excuse to knowingly fuck another woman's husband. None, don't even bother trying to come up with a good one. If he lies to you and tells you he's divorced then that's him being a dick, not you but if you know for a fact he's married and worse, know that she knows about you and you continue to chase him? Well, you suck! If this man loves you so much, let him show you the final divorce papers before you touch him. Otherwise you're a back stabbing, selfish, disillusional low self-esteem, pathetic excuse of a woman.
Let me guess, he tells you his wife doesn't understand him the way you do, right? She doesn't show him enough affection and all they do is fight and you are his haven, his angel, his reason he's able to function in his crazy, mixed up world. You bought that shit? Really? Dumbass!

I guess I also have a lot of anger towards these women (ya think?) because one did that to me too when I was married. The Doubletree Hotel working bitch even went so far as to show up in my driveway!

So...this ho's name is Carla, she's in Minnesota, she works for a company called Carlson and she's a home wrecking ho. If you know her, punch her lights out for me, I'm too far away to do it. Bitch needs killin if you ask me but it ain't legal.....yet
If you're offended by this it's because you're fucking someones husband...stop...and you'll get your self respect back.....just stop!!!!!

Monday, July 10, 2006

Over 1 Billion Served...a death sentence


Tobacco expected to kill 1 billion this century. Smoking accounts for 1 in 5 cancer deaths, new reference guides report.



WASHINGTON - If current trends hold, tobacco will kill a billion people this century, 10 times the toll it took in the 20th century, public health officials said Monday.
Tobacco accounts for one in five cancer deaths, or 1.4 million deaths worldwide each year, according to two new reference guides that chart global tobacco use and cancer. Lung cancer remains the major cancer among the 10.9 million new cases of cancer diagnosed each year, according to the Cancer Atlas. An estimated 1.25 billion men and women smoke cigarettes now, according to the Tobacco Atlas.
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Ok so why am I preaching about this? Well, I smoked for 13 years and I quit 23 years ago and if I can do it, you can do it. My last boyfriend died of pancreatic cancer which is caused by smoking. He was 46 and it was a slow, scary painful death. He went from a young heathly hunk to a man I barely recognized. If it weren't the tattoos on his arm, I wouldn't have known it was him.
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Trust me, you don't want to go that way so stop smoking.
Now, how did I quit? I quit using Cigarrest. Try it, what have you got to lose?

Saturday, July 08, 2006

McDonalds does not care about Americans


Shocking I know but I was reading one of my gay magazines that someone anonymously sent me today and it says the following:

10.2 Grams - Amount of trans fat Danish researchers found in a large fries and chicken Mc Nuggets combo in a McDonald's in New York City.

0.33 Grams - Amount of trans fat found in that same combo sold at a McDonald's in Denmark.

McDonalds say's the disparity is due to local taste preferences. Funny, I don't remember getting a chance to try the 0.33 Mc Nuggets, did you?

McDonald's...I'm NOT lovin it!

Dreams



A friend who also has a blog has been talking about her dreams and it made me think about one of many of my reoccuring dreams. One I'd had over and over with slight alterations since I was 12 years old. Back at age 12, I was living in tornado alley and a big one was on the way. We usually hid in a closet but this one was suppose to be a mile wide so we headed up to the church to hide in the basement along with most of the rest of the neighbors. It was afternoon and you could see it coming for us. We were running like crazy for the 2 blocks which seemed to be long as this tornado was wide and when we got there, some of us stayed outside till the last minute to watch it's fury and that's when it split in two and became twin tornados. I ran into the basement and waited it out. It was frightening.


When it was all over, there was a lot of damage and about 1/4 of the houses were leveled but ours made it and soon things got back to normal, except for my dreams.



Ever since then I have the reoccuring dream where I'm outside in a big open field and suddenly the sky becomes filled with tornados, 30 at least and their all coming for me. I run into a house that is not mine but empty and hide in the laundryroom by the pipes in the corner and the tornados blow the door off the hinges and come right in. Their smaller at this point, only about 3ft wide. They pass all around me as if they are looking for me. They come within inches but can't detect me then they slowly leave.



I don't know the exact meaning of this dream but I have it about 6 times a year. I left tornado alley in 1989 and am now out here in So Cal where they are very rare and very small and weak so it confuses me as to why I still have this dream.

Any dream interpreters out there or do you have an interesting dream to share?

Your Monster Profile
War Nightmare
You Feast On: Fried Chicken
You Lurk Around In: Sewers
You Especially Like to Torment: Emo Kids


Oh Gawd...Fried Chicken? Ok, who told them about that? For those who don't know, you will never know as I plan to take that story to the grave!!!

Uh, yeah...why?

Ok, which one of you did it? I go to the post office today to pick up my mail and found these in my mailbox addressed to me. Why? Who signed me, a 40+ year old straight female, up with a subscription to what looks like a gay mens magazine? It doesn't say it's gay but looking through it, it's definitely at least metrosexual and is useless in my home as I prefer hunky, macho, carpenter types in faded jeans, flannel shirts and work boots. I have no idea who sent these to me or why. Anyone want to confess?

Tacky Tacky Tacky!!!

I was looking through my latest copy of The Collections Etc. catalog (they have some good stuff) and ran across this dog bowl. Ok, now I'm from Oklahoma and even this Okie finds this to be Trailer Trash Tacky. Would you buy this and display it in your kitchen? If so, there's no hope for you and I'm embarrassed to know you but if you want one, go to the link below.


Tacky Toilet Dog Bowl

Thursday, July 06, 2006

Yippee!!!!

Ok...so you guys suck! Not one of you had any suggestions for a new computer so I picked one myself and I'm a happy girl. I got a HP Pentum 4 with lot's of bells and whistles. So I'm back in full swing.

Wednesday, July 05, 2006

WHAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!

My computer died. May it rest in peace. So now I'm shopping for a new one, just the CPU, I have all the other stuff and my $ limit is $500.00 so send me your suggestions.

What specs would you look for in a desktop CPU?

Monday, July 03, 2006

My Theory on Life


Well, one of them anyways. This theory is regarding differences and how important they are to life. Imagine if every woman on the planet were white, blonde, blue eyed, 5'5" and 130lbs, same boob size, hips, everything, a carbon copy of each other and every man were 6' blonde, blue eyed, 175lbs, all the same and both were age 30. If this were the case, their wouldn't be young people or old people, they just be people. They wouldn't be short or tall, just people, fat or thin, just people, ugly or beautiful, just people. It's the differences that make us either tall or short or fat or thin and were all given a card to draw at conception. Some of us draw the short card or fat card or ugly card and some get to draw the tall, thin, beautiful card.


THIS BITES!!!!!!!!

I hope in the next life, I get to draw the tall, thin, beautiful card and get to go on hot dates with hot guys instead of staying home by myself watching movies and having my beautiful girlfriends call me up to tell me about their hot date with their hot guy. I wanna rub their noses in it too someday because they will have to draw the short, fat, ugly with chin warts card (I'll see to it)!
So, to the beautiful people of the world, enjoy, because it is us fat ugly girls that make you beautiful, not make-up or clothes or money, it's being compared to us and also because it is the luck of the draw that you are the pretty one and not me BUT your time is coming...bwhaa haa haaaaa!

Viva La'difference!

Note: The one in the middle is obviously Angelina Jolie. I have no idea who the other two are, I just googled, ugly and fat and they popped up...sad isn't it?

Sunday, July 02, 2006

This is really sad folks!

Saturday, July 01, 2006

Happy 4th of July Weekend

Good day for a BBQ, how about a hot dog?