The LitterBox

Subject: Good Afternoon
Date: February 14, 2004

( my post )

"It is never possible to deduce judgments of value from matters of fact" - David Hume

Only 38% (estimate) of registered voters exercised their rights in 2004.

That means 2/5 of the country decided for the remaining 3/5. If democracy is gonna work, you have to work it!!

Go, vote!!

Please help decide the future of our country... our own future's are at risk!

I love my husband.

I just received a call from my honey, saying he was just called by a friend of his... who was standing at the ticket window, getting tickets for Game 3 of the Suns vs. Spurs series. My honey actually called to see if I would mind him going to the game tonight while his friend waited for a return call!

My response had I been the one to get a call like that would be "yes, I'll tell my honey later that I'm going", but no. He calls and asks first.

Ah, I love my husband.

Really, I wouldn't have minded if he said yes and told me later. I'm just impressed with his consideration. Like I can't handle a 5 year old and a 2 year old on my own. *scoffs* I'll be fine. Hopefully, I'll get to see his scruffy mug during a crowd shot. We'll see...

You are Ocean Blue

You're both warm and practical. You're very driven, but you're also very well rounded. You tend to see both sides to every issue, and people consider you a natural diplomat.

These things are too true sometimes...


"Golden skin reflecting long hours surfing.
White plastic reflecting the swirling colors of information.
Swaying in and out, one finds killer wakes, slammin' beaches, and all the ladies.
Find "it" in the barrel and bid.
Hang loose, hold on, and enjoy the ride.
All the information is out there."


So, today is my birthday. I'm yet another year older and what I have to show for it is experience. I burned and I learned... I pushed and I grew.

I think sometimes I do too much... but then I remember how much fun I'm having and woohoo! it's a wild ride!

Catch me if you can! You'll have to keep up with the power of the ocean!

*wink*

After some time, I have realized I miss someone.


  Standing by the rusted gate, a figure stood, cloaked in darkness as well as a long, dark jacket. The castle she looked upon was dark and ruined. A smile played across the woman's lips. How much happened, how many happy times were had?
  Suddenly, memories of it all came back with a rush. A cold embrace, a warm farewell... it was all here. All the fear and rage was beating at her psyche. Nothing was the same, once this place had entered her life.
  After years of devotion to the Church, she went willingly to the man that was to change her life. Little had she known the extent of the change she would endure. Nothing... nothing could have prepared her if she had.
  The woman started walking towards the ruins. As she approached the toppled stones, she paused. Why am I here? What does this place hold for me now?
  Suddenly it was clear to her. I am to understand the beginning to allow for the end.
  She searched through the night, looking for any scrap of that past. Only bits of china and pieces of tattered furniture from the previous owners remained. Nothing of her past was at this place.
  She sighed. It was too long ago. Too much had come between then and now.
  Time to move on...

Only 38% (estimate) of registered voters exercised their rights in 2004.

That means 2/5 of the country decided for the remaining 3/5. If democracy is gonna work, you have to work it!!

Go, vote!!

Please help decide the future of our country... our own future's are at risk!

I will be making several batches of these throughout the Holiday
Season!

Christmas Cookie Ingredients:

1 cup of water
1 tsp baking soda
1 cup of sugar
1 tsp salt
1 cup of brown sugar
lemon juice
4 large eggs
1 cup nuts
2 cups of dried fruit
1 bottle Jose Cuervo Tequila

Sample the Cuervo to check quality. Take a large bowl, check the
Cuervo again, to be sure it is of the highest quality, pour one
level cup and drink.

Turn on the electric mixer...Beat one cup of butter in a large fluffy
bowl. Add one teaspoon of sugar...Beat again.

At this point it's best to make sure the Cuervo is still OK, try
another cup .. just in case.

Turn off the mixerer thingy. Break 2 leggs and add to the bowl and
chuck in the cup of dried fruit. Pick the frigging fruit off floor...

Mix on the turner. If the fried druit gets stuck in the beaterers
just pry it loose with a drewscriver.

Samp! le! the Cuervo to check for tonsist icity.

Next, sift two cups of salt, or something. Who giveshz a sheet.

Check the Jose Cuervo. Now shift the lemon juice and strain your
nuts.

Add one table. Add a spoon of sugar, or somefink.
Whatever you can find.

Greash the oven.

Turn the cake tin 360 degrees and try not to fall over.

Don't forget to beat off the turner.

Finally, throw the bowl through the window, finish the Cose Juervo
and make sure to put the stove in the dishwasher.

CHERRY MISTMAS

The light shone through the broken window pane onto the water below.
The house sighed.
Inside was wet, dank, and cold.

No families played within.

There was no smell of dinner shining from the empty table. The dog's bowl floated by. The broken dishes drowned in their woes as they lay under the grey water.

Fisher-Price and all the Little Tykes were nowhere to be seen. The toybox lay empty, gutted by the wind and rain.

Where is all the paperwork? Is this mine?

The house is giddy today. Today is demolition day! All the unused buildings are to be salvaged. The timbers would find another home. The shingles will shelter another family.

The remains will be honored. The memories, respected.

Trees will be planted. Wildlife will return. Nature will resume it's dance.

Yes. It will be good.

Golden skin reflecting long hours surfing.

White plastic reflecting the swirling colors of information.

Swaying in and out, one finds killer wakes, slammin' beaches, and all the ladies.

Find "it" in the barrel and bid.

Hang loose, hold on, and enjoy the ride.

All the information is out there.

The "F" Word

When is @#$% Acceptable?

There are only eleven times in history where the "F" word has been considered acceptable for use.

They are as follows:

11. "What the @#$% do you mean “We're sinking…"?”
-- Capt. E. J. Smith of RMS Titanic, 1912

10. "What the @#$% was that?"
-- Mayor of Hiroshima, 1945 --

9. "Where did all those @#$%ing Indians come from?"
-- Custer, 1877 --

8. "Any @#$%ing idiot could understand that."
-- Einstein, 1938 --

7. "It does so @#$%ing look like her!"
-- Picasso, 1926 --

6. "How the @#$% did you work that out?"
-- Pythagoras, 126 BC --

5. "You want WHAT on the @#$%ing ceiling?"
-- Michelangelo, 1566--

4 "Where the @#$% are we?"
-- Amelia Earhart, 1937 --

3. "Scattered @#$%ing showers, my ass!"
-- Noah, 4314 BC --

2. "Aw, c'mon, who the @#$% is going to find out?"
-- Bill Clinton, 1998 --

and a drum roll please........!!

1. "Geez, I didn't think they'd get this @%#*^ing mad."
-- Saddam Hussein, 2003 --

*manical laughter, fading into the darkness*

Wanna drink?

( Mix at your own risk... )

What are the rules of exclusion when it relates to married couples?

argh! I jsut wrote a whole entry, long, and fussy. and now it's gone!!! I hate this!