There is nothing I love more than a guitar player that can adeptly use a slide.  I can't explain it, but it makes me giddy.

Today has been a rather uneventful day.  Although I was busy putzing around the house, I don't feel like I got a damn thing done.

I made a full meal today (salad, BBQ spare ribs (beef), Rice-A-Roni & Cornbread) & cleaned up the kitchen.  I dug out all the Christmas projects I bought last year.  Maybe, if I'm lucky, I'll get one done in time to send out.

Eventually, I'd like to start making some quilts.  But I think that will be a little ways down the road.  For all my weirdness, I do like old fashioned type things.  I sew & do embroidery.  I'd also like to learn to knit.  That may be a bad thing for me since knitting needles are pointy & I am prone to stab people in the eye with them.

I think a lot of this is an art that is lost on most of the younger generation.  For that, I am sad.  Some of the most beautiful things I have ever seen in my entire life were made completely by hand.  Yes, it takes a lot longer, but the quality is far superior to anything ever spit out by a machine.  That's why there are still things from the 1800's that people use today, but something similar from the 1960's fell apart long ago.  Everyone wants things fast.  Fast is not always better.

So with this in mind, I plan on learning things that ceased to be practiced by society on a regular basis.  I can already sew.  Might as well learn to do some other things with it.  Maybe making dolls & all the things that go with them.  I can bake & cook like there's no tomorrow, might as well start doing that more.  I can change a pane in a wood frame window.  Unfortunately, you don't find those much anymore.  In case I happen to have windows like that at anytime, I can fix them myself.

One thing I'd like to do is restore furniture.  I remember when I was little, my mom's mother reapholstered her couch.  I thought that was the coolest thing I had ever seen.  There's a lot that can be done to old furniture.  Most of it needs to be returned to its original state.  All except for that avacaso green monster of a dresser that's at my mom's.  I repainted that saftey orange & its going to stay that way.

I like doing things with my hands.  It makes me feel like I've actually accomplished something.  There is no shame in getting your hands dirty.  It washes off.  Maybe that's part of the problem with people today.  No one wants to do anything for themselves.  They are willing to pay someone to do it for them or simply live without.  If there was suddenly a mass power outage, the world would freak.  People wouldn't know what to do with themselves.

That's why there are no good stories from our day.  We don't have to sit around & talk with each other.  No reason to tell stories.  Unless its gossip of course.  But then I guess all stories are gossip.  They were just told better way back when.  The same goes for television.  When you can't tell a decent story, you have to rely on special effects to get your point across.  Its sad really.  But, I guess you can't stop progress.

So although computers are great & all that (when they care to cooperate), if you are looking for a hobby or something to pass the time, try looking to the past.  Find grammy's old cookbook & learn to bake something.  Go to the library & check out a book on knitting or sewing.  Do something productive.

Word of the Day
antiquated - nt-kwtd - adjective
1.  obsolete
2.  outmoded or discredited by reason of age: being out of style or fashion
3.  advanced in age

Friday has some word assocaiation stuff that she found at LunaNina.com.  I went to have a look around & decided to do a couple of the older ones.  Welcome to the horror that is my mind.  <insert quasi evil laugh>

Week V
Guilt :: icky
Pearl :: necklace, oysters
First :: last
Work :: I wish
Record :: vinyl
Drunk :: chatty, wobbly
Sexy :: Bill Paxton, Troy
DMV :: communist bastages
Stapler:: weapon if used correctly
Toy:: see above

Week VI
Amy :: ice cream
Equipment :: make-up
Trust :: I don't think so
Clown :: scary, bad, evil
Banana :: @(o.o)@
Grass :: bong
Shot :: rumplemintz
Screech :: nerd
Car:: I don't own one
Bridge:: over water

Week VII
501 :: one more than 500
Xs and Os :: mushy crap
Remote :: symbol of male dominance
Declaration :: pissed the British off
Whale :: me some days
Glitter :: sparkly
Floss :: string
Checkers :: make nice circles
Vegas:: hell on earth
Hill:: ants

I fixed a leak under the bathroom sink today.  Yes, not only am I stunningly beautiful *cough*, but I can do my own plumbing work.  Screw you Mr. Union Plumber!

After that minor triumph this morning, I went & did a little grocery shopping.  Walked out having spent $49.12, bought 45 items & no, there was no ramen in there anywhere.  I only buy ramen at the international market.  Its better from there.  Besides, I get the imported ramen & canned coffee combo.  Yes, it a combo I made up all on my own.

I would just like you to know that I'm a tad bit pissy.  Last week, my sister did a makeover thing for a TV station in Dallas.  It was sponsored by Neiman Marcus & televised on the morning show.  She walked out with over $1400 worth of designer crap (she paid a grand total of ZERO dollars for this honor & then bitched about what they did to her hair).  I could really care less.  That was until she told me she got these shoes.....

For those of you that don't know much about shoes, one of my specialties, she received a pair of $198 Stuart Weitzman slingbacks.  I was enraged.  Do you realize what the fate of those shoes is?  They will be worn by small children in an effort to piss someone off.  They will be thrown at people, again by the wee ones.  They will most likely be worn to a job interview by someone with the grace of Godzilla & then left in the back of the van to rot when they make her feet hurt.  I feel so sorry for those shoes.

I've noticed the rising popularity of poker.  Now with that TV show World Poker Tour, its bringing those ugly mugs & nasty attitudes into the average American's home.  I never really noticed the impact of the show until a friend of mine in Kentucky, who has never even seen a poker table, started questioning me on the game & the people she was seeing on TV.  I know a little about the poker world from being in it to some extent.

Well, that use to be the entire case.  Not so much anymore.  With the popularity surge, there are a lot of hobby/internet players in the mix now.  In fact, last year's World Series Of Poker world champion had NEVER played a live tournament or a live game before he entered the world series.  He won his seat playing on the internet.  I'm sure you've heard the story a million times already so I won't bother to rehash.

These internet players throw the professional players for a loop.  Now there are a few professionals that play on the internet & even have sponsors in the online poker rooms.  However, that number to date is still quite small.  And let me tell you, playing on the internet & playing live are two entirely different beasts.  They play differently.  Of course, tournament play & live play are also different.  There are tournament players who never play live & live players who never play tournaments.

Man oh man.  I went to bed yesterday evening & just got up.  See, I'm sleeping too much.  But in my defense, I had been up for over 24 hours by the time I went to bed.  My head is all stuffed up & I'm coughing.  It sounds like a sick seal.  Stupid weather.  As soon as I actually wake up, I'll put something normal in here.  Hell, I'll even include a Word of the Day.

Look at all the new crap!  I made a new header, because I was bored.  I changed the Rufus picture a little, because I was bored.  I cleaned up some things.  That's right, because I was bored. I also made a new COTW banner.  I think its spiffy.  I tried to organize some of the crap in the side bar, but I don't know how well that went.  Last but certainly not least, I wiped off the tag board.  There was some spittle and that's just..... EWWWWW.  Oh wait.  One more thing.  I made some craptastic buttons that you can use to link to me if you want to.  Just please, save them on your computer.  Direct link to ANYTHING on this blog & I will hurt you.  You have been warned.

Lately, I've become amazingly homesick.  I get this way every once in a while, but this time its been really bad.  I want to move back to Texas in the worst of ways.  Sure, Vegas is fine for a vacation or even if you are a snowbird, but living here...... it sucks festering monkey ass.

The food here, sucks.  Museums & zoos, they don't exist.  OK, so there is a zoo, but its really more like a prison.  I think my parent's house is bigger than the zoo here.  We have exhibits, at major casinos.  So they dicate what's there & then I have to pay $20 for a very small exhibit with a crappy audio tour.  Live music?  Sure, if you count lounge acts.  The only one I really care to see is Richard Cheese & Lounge Against the Machine.  They are a riot.

Here is a list of places I miss.

¤Ft. Worth Museum of Science & History - I've been known to spend countless hours in here even though most of the displays have been there since I was a kid.
¤Fort Worth Zoo - I love this place.  Best zoo in Texas I'd say.
¤Dallas Zoo - I like this one too, but prefer Ft. Worth.
¤State Fair of Texas - If you are ever in Texas during the fair, you HAVE to go.  The last time I went, it was raining & I still walked all over the place.

This week's poor Crush of the Week victim is none other than Bill Paxton.  He's from Ft. Worth & he's cute.  Need I say more?  I think not.