I'm working on getting a photoblog dealie together.  So until something really pisses me off & I'm sure it will, there will be no other post this evening.  Besides I'm really in a mood & lookin' for someone to call a knob.

I would just like you all to know that I am currently being mocked & ridiculed for my ability to dance in my chair, carry on a conversation & type.  Damn jealous people.

OK, I am blatantly going to steal the different list ideas from various people including KTOAB (with is Top 5 & Pond Sucking 5) & Noodley (with his Top Two lists).  Since I am terminally indecisive, maybe I'll just make a list of things I love, like & detest.  What will be on these lists I have no clue.  I'm winging it people.

Nevermind.  After sitting here staring at a blank screen for 5 minutes, I can't think of anything to put short of completely ripping off Noodley's Top Two lists.  So screw it.

Miss Ginger had a nice post today pertaining to the 70's.  Now mind you, I was born in the first half of the 70's so I have to check & see if things I remember from my childhood are actually from the 70's or the early 80's.  I remember the mid - late 80's as it was a hellish time for me.  I wish I could forget it.

This made me start to think about things from my youth.  Television shows I remember, music, toys, things like that.  Let's see what I can actually remember.

The Gold Key Hour on Channel 11 in the DFW area.  Every afternoon my ass was parked in front of the TV so that I could watch whichever Krofft show they happened to put on that day.  My favorite, to this very day, is Sigmund and the Sea Monsters.  My second favorite was Far Out Space Nuts.  I never really cared much for the Bugaloos.  They were always singing really crap stuff.  H.R. Pufnstuf was cool for about 30 seconds in my book.  I also really like Land of the Lost, but that was only on Saturday mornings.  Well, Far Out Space Nuts was the same I think.  Hell, I don't remember.  That was a long time ago.  I've slept & been dropped on my head since then.

CHiPs was a television show I could not live without.  Why my parents actually let me watch it I don't know.  I was completely in love with John (Larry Wilcox).  Later, when I worked for Susan Powter (you know, the "Stop the insanity!" bleach blond buzzed chick) I got to speak to him on the phone when I was working out details for a business deal.  He was a very nice man & I restrained myself & never said one word about CHiPs.

In case anyone happens to run across this poster anywhere, preferably an original, let me know.  I want one terribly.

Troy's playing again this week.  You should go.  Say hi for me.

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.