Check out Abbye at The Fire Ant Gazette she's so dang cute.

I ran across this on Curts Page.

Go figure they were made in Detroit. I have a sudden craving for Uncle Ray's garlic flavored potato chips....I think I'll run to the store. One potato, two pot-a-toooo.

I have a staff of approximately 125 women. Too many times I've seen women come to work battered. Unable to come to work because they've been battered or battered and raped. I have no proof, but too many times they come crying to me, scared..who can blame them. Saying they've gone to the police, but they say there is nothing they can do. That's why this story burns my ass....let me share it.

Did you catch that...the asshole should not of been out of prison to start with some damn politician trying to save a Michigan buck allowed him to be released.

I fired two nurses today. Not a pleasant thing. Both of them should of been gone long ago, but I had to do that damn paper trail. These gals are from Detroit - and I mean Detroit. I have had numerous problems with them for unprofessional behavior. Loud, yelling, cursing...dressing inappropriately. These so called nurses have college educations. In all honesty I do not know how they passed any college courses. Their spelling is atrocious, writing skills unbelieveable in content, not penmanship.

More than 10 million phone numbers have been registered on the list in the first 4 days. I think that's a hoot. I love it...I have 4 calls today alone on my caller ID. All has to be telemarketers, 2 "out of areas" and one from Florida and another from 480 area code, where ever the hell that is. I suppose until this goes into effect the phone calls will increase. Annoying as hell. I have to wonder how many people will end up out of work.

Somehow I missed it until right now. Katherine Hepburn died today. Guess Who's Coming to Dinner and On Golden Pond have always been on my favorites. I'm amazed that she was 96.

I ripped this little icon right off of this woman's site. I'm 100% Pro-Life, always have been...always will be.

I hope she forgives me.

Now who knows if this is true...but I received it in an email today:

A History of Giving the Finger

Before the Battle of Agincourt in 1415, the French, anticipating victory over the English, proposed to cut off the middle finger of all captured English soldiers.

Without the middle finger it would be impossible to draw the renowned English longbow and therefore be incapable of fighting in the future. This famous weapon was made of the native English Yew tree, and the act of drawing the longbow was known as "plucking the yew" (or "pluck yew").

Much to the bewilderment of the French, the English won a major upset and began mocking the French by waving their middle fingers at the defeated French, saying, "See, we can still pluck yew! PLUCK YEW!" Over the years some 'folk etymologies' have grown up around this symbolic gesture.

Since 'pluck yew' is rather difficult to say (like "pleasant mother pheasant plucker," which is who you had to go to for the feathers used on the arrows for the longbow), the difficult consonant cluster at the beginning has gradually changed to a labiodental fricative 'F', and thus the words often used in conjunction with the one-finger-salute are mistakenly thought to have something to do with an intimate encounter.

It is also because of the pheasant feathers on the arrows that the symbolic gesture is known as "giving the bird". And yew all thought yew knew everything!

My neighbors are driving me nuts. I live in an apartment complex, probably 12 buildings with each building holding 8 apartments.

An Indian couple lives across the hall from me and another couple upstairs. Other Indian families live in the adjacent building. The couple across the hall have a small child which I can hear at times but never see. Anyway..the family from the other building has came to this building at least 30 trips this morning. There are 3 of them. They come into the back door of the building, slamming the door, talking loudly. Meet in the hallway talking loudly. Go in the apartment for maybe 10 minutes..then go back. Sometimes together, sometimes one at at time. Then they come back.

Now they've done a study on music preferences and personality.

The article encourages us to know what is in a potential mates CD collection. Just what I needed to know 25 years too late. The ex loved country. I abhor it. The last two flings loved jazz.

Now a prosecutor in PA wants to propose legislation that if someone over 70 is murdered to allow them to seek the death penalty automatically. Apparently 7 other states already have this agenda.

I agree what happened to this woman is atrocious. Is it any more atrocious than what happened to the poor man that died in a windshield? Murder is atrocious. If a person is murdered, obviously they lost the battle...assuming there was one.

Now I've seen some geriatrics that can kick ass..some have even kicked my ass. So what are we telling murderers...if you kill someone over 70 you will die, but if you kill somebody who is 24, 33, 47, 69...ok, we'll put you up at the state hotel for 25 years? Once again...I wonder where I am missing the logic. I guess I need more coffee.

When I carousing around the web reading blogs I often see new bloggers like myself struggling with formatting problems, blogspot problems...too many to list. I'm sure there is much I've even yet to encounter. It's actually mindboggling...and every day that I do post when I check my site it amazes me that it's there. Reminds me of when you first have sex...it's like wow, I did it! I can do that again! Ok, let's make it better! Then ewww....I shouldn't of done that. The world of discovering new things.

I'm not sure where I picked up A little Aardvark never hurt anyone" on my daily reads lately but I discovered a few days in a row that you couldn't read all of his posts. It would not scroll down. So for a couple of days I ignored it...then damn it I was missing some good writing. I wanted to see what else he was saying. So I wrote Loren. I'm glad I did. Now he's up and running and I can real the whole posts. Do you ever feel like you are butting in someone else's business? Do you let them know?

I really slept in late this morning probably because I was besieged with prank phone calls between 2:30 and 3 am. The caller ID of course said "Private" and no one was there. They just sat there. I would hang up..5 minutes later another. At 2:53am I unplugged my phone. I hate to do that because of being on call for work...but fuck them and whoever was having a good time last night.

Well can you believe I added an image to my template all by myself on the first try? I can't. I think it looks pretty good too. Can you get sued for using someones work? The picture is called "Private Moments". Sort of a oxymoron since it's a public blog...oh well.

I can't believe it's 4pm and I haven't done anything today. I need to get groceries..but that is boring. I have Pepsi and trail mix...what more do I need. As long as the toilet paper holds out...grocery shopping is not a top priority on the "to do" list today.

I signed on to AOL for awhile today, makes me feel like my $10 a month is worth it until I start getting IM's from horney men. What's the deal with these guys? No I will not tell you my bra size...loser go away! No..my son is older than you...you are 20 and a fool, you will not impress me on your stamina. I'm sure I can find a trusty (hopefully not rusty) vibrator around here with more stamina then you little boy. Go!

Why would some jerk think I would answer an IM that pops up out of nowhere and asks: "Do you like to be on top?" Puhleeze...and this guys profile says he's 52. Alot of these IM's just say "u gotta gif". Sometimes I just answer with "I speak English..sorry".

A few years ago I had this great picture I found on the web that somehow I've lost over the years. It was of a 500# woman standing on the road in front of a cornfield. She was flashing her breast - which of course were down to her waist. She had a pair of black fishnet thigh highs....which came to her knees and were filled with huge gaping holes. I can't remember but I think she had a front tooth missing too. I would send that out as my picture to these guys...I loved it. I would kill for that picture again...pay good money anyway. I know...I have a warped sense of humor.

Well I obviously have way too much free time. Check this out.

I had WAY too much fun on this site.

I failed this. Go figure. Make sure you have your speakers on.

This is my list of a perfect relationship...

1. It is important that a man helps you around the house and has a job.
2. It is important that a man makes you laugh.
3. It is important to find a man you can count on and doesn't lie to you.
4. It is important that a man is good in bed and loves making love to you.
5. It is really important that these four men don't know each other.

Nah...I shamelessly took it from someone else, but it's definitely something I could dream about.

I loved this article. Although I haven't had anything stolen the last few times I've flown it was obvious my things have been gone through.

I think this is ridiculous:

I learned quickly not to place anything of value in the bags I'm checking. I've also learned to use cheap luggage....I've had shampoo dumped on my clothes (it had been wrapped tight in a bag). Inside zippers and pockets torn beyond use. My luggage always arrives half zipped. The handle is broken every time...not any more. I use the cheap shit now.

I woke up early this morning with a craving for Dunkin Donuts coffee. I still have it, but I'm thinking what is the point of getting dressed, driving 3 miles when I can make my own.

So while I'm contemplating this difficult life decision I decided to read some blogs. The first one I picked by pure chance is Dean's World. He has an excellent article on blogging and blogrolling.

1. How are you planning to spend the summer [winter]?

Oh yes...the vacation starts July 15. Amen. I wanted to go to Alaska until I seen how long the flight was. There is NO way I'm spending over 24 hours of my vacation in an airplane. Ok..so possibly CO, OR..somewhere in between. Other than that...work as usual.

2. What was your first summer job?

Babysitting for 50 cents an hour.

3. If you could go anywhere this summer [winter], where would you go?

Alaska....if Scotty can beam me up and beam me back down.

4. What was your worst vacation ever?

Went to SD Black Hills with the then husband and kids. It was beautiful..the hubby bitched the whole time about everything. It was the first and last vacation trip we took.

5. What was your best vacation ever?

Too many to list pre-marriage and post-marriage. I love to travel..well not true, I love to be in new places. I hate getting there. I don't sit well. Two hours is my max.

There are still 16 states I have not visited. Of those 16 left...the only one I really want to see of course...is Alaska. I've yet to have a desire to go overseas.

Oh yes sweet Jesus..it's Friday. Next week only 4 days. It's been a long damn week.

Last night on the street I work on they had one lane of the south bound traffic closed down. It literally took 35 mins to go 3 miles. So this morning....they have also one lane of the north bound closed. Fucking jerks. Isn't there some kind of law they have to tell you they are preparing to rape you out of hours of your day? Oughta be.

Now THIS really pisses me off. Being able to get anyone's picture of their drivers license is just not right. Check it out!

Now this site is the most interesting thing I've seen today. I would love to put this on my site. Maybe in my next life...suppose?

I guess I don't have alot to say. Really not anything that interesting in the news that makes me sit up and take notice.

Yeah...so gays can do their thang...that they've been doing and going to do.

The dumb bitch who hit someone with her car is going to prison...now if she would've gotten off...oh yeah, I would be screaming.

Some might lose there overtime pay...big deal. I haven't had OT since 1986...welcome to the my world. Whine all you want...who cares, just get smarter at negotiations or get a new job.

I think the most important news of the day is tomorrow is Friday. Thank God.

Damn....isn't he cute? I'm glad to know he's alive. Check it out.

It never ceases to amaze me how there can be a temperature average one week of 68 and 3 days later have 90+ degree weather. Whoever is in charge of this could we please have a slow adjustment period?

For the last 2 days I've contemplated shaving my head - seriously. Ok, so I wouldn't have hair for a week. There would be another 4 week period where everyone will begin questioning me and themselves if I'm a dyke. My hair grows at a rate of about an inch a month. So by September it would be to my jawline again...right? Christmas my shoulders, next summer back to where I am now...bitching about it being too hot.

Iowa has a state law - which I think is a damn good one, that will not allow sickos sex offenders to live within 2000 feet of a daycare or school. Good damn job Iowa! It seems the Iowa Civil Liberites Union claims this violates their constitutional rights causing them cruel and unusual punishment. So...who gives a rats ass. Why the fuck are they out of prison? Put their asses back in.

Check this out.

I stumbled across the funniest site. I'm still laughing.

I think after reading this article this morning I could almost consider becoming vegetarian.

This part definitely caught my interest:

If this gets out blowjobs could become ancient history. Damn glad I'm not a man.....scarey shit.

Well I ended a relationship this evening. I'm sad. I also feel a tremendous weight has been lifted off my shoulders. I have been in a relationship with this man for almost 3 years. The first year, I will admit I thought I was in love. The second year things for me began to chill down. We were comfortable with each other, the sex always awesome.

For the last 6 months I felt increasingly distant to him. It seems our topics of conversation was dwindling down. It began to be much more comfortable to just sit and watch a video, or both of us reading our own magazines or books then it was to talk.

Well today is my Mother's 67 birthday. Damn she's getting old. I haven't called her yet tonight because she usually goes out to dinner with one of her girlfriends.

Mom was a real looker in her day...her pictures of when she was a teen and into the 20's and 30's she looked alot like Dana Scully from the X-files. Now she looks like my dead Aunt Rose. It's such a bitch to get old.

Mom was married 4 times by the time she was 34. The last husband was the best of all. He I'm sad to say was killed in a car accident in '92. My mother's anorexia about killed her 2 months later...but she pulled through. She said she was done with men...no one could of topped David. I think she's right.

Mom made a life for herself being single...she has plenty of girlfriends, involved in the church. Has a dog that I think is now probably also listed in the will. She does ok. We get along alot better now with me in Michigan and she in Iowa. Love ya Mom.

Have you ever came home and felt someone has been in your house. Something didn't seem right...but yet you can't pinpoint what it is. Well the last couple of weeks, I have felt this. There have been small things that made me wonder...like coming home and finding my closet door in my bedroom open, and I could of swore I closed it. The computer desk chair pulled out, when I could of swore again...I had pushed it in. Small things.

Well today...I know this is strange but I closed a long black string in my door, made sure before I left when I locked up it was there tight. The door is dark..so it was not noticeable. Well when I got home tonight it was not there. It was laying in the hallway on the entry way rug.

Of course I checked the house out...nothing seems disturbed today, but I feel weird. No one has a key, well someone does obviously...so I guess I'll be doing the string thingy everyday for awhile. Too weird...I can't really call the police and say...Hey...someone moved my string.

I think I'm going to have to put something in front of my door tonight before I go to sleep. I had one attempted break in about a year ago. Someone in the middle of the night tried to literally break off my door knob and jammed and twisted the upper dead bolt lock. The real scarey part is...I slept through that. Oh well...this is Detroit. I could end up being one of those "minor" crime statistics.

Someone kindly pointed out in an email that I forgot to put my email address on here. Somehow, I managed to get my old site listed on here so this shouldn't be too hard, right? Uh huh.

Now my old blog just had a slot to fill it in, took the guess work right out of it. Now the writer of this email joked that my email address was AWritingFool@aol.com but little does he know ADamnFool was already taken, but I'm holding out for it.

Arrrgghhh! I don't want to go to work.

Obviously I haven't been following or seeing SARS much in the news the past week..so when I received mailing from the CDC today I didn't open it right away.

Well I just opened it to see there is 412 cases (probable and suspected) in the US now. Here is the site, check it out.

I guess I should get my head out of my butt and pay more attention. Sheesh.

Well I literally spent approximately 10 hours in front of this computer today, not only blogging the little bit I did but actually doing work work. I typed up analyses, action plans, etc etc. About 4pm my boss called and when I seen what time it was I couldn't believe it. Where did the day go?

Anyway, now I'm bored shitless. I have nothing to read in the house, I hate TV, I don't feel like a movie. I'm not sleepy..that's always a good option but I sucked down a pot of coffee today.

It's too late to go to the mall...well not really, but by the time I did something with my hair, face and found something cool to wear..the mall would be closed. Too much like work.

Well I guess I'll go see if my kids are online and harass them for awhile. I just love typing to my youngest "Go pick up your room!" "Get a job!" Damn he really is a good kid, smarter than shit. Ok...I'm rambling, time to shut the hell up.

I can't register my new blog on N.Z. Bears site. My old blog of course is still listed, and moving slowly up the list at #2280. Oh boy..I think I'm a crunchy crustacean.

I wonder what I'm doing wrong. I wrote yesterday about my problem, but still no reply. It's kinda fun to watch the list...well, it was.

I need whatever Kate is drinking. It's been far too long since I had a night like that. Of course puking after 2 drinks sort of puts a downer on the buzz. I hate when that happens.

All kidding aside, a big hug to Kate. The pain of a miscarriage is beyond words alone, the hormonal hell after is a cruel joke to woman kind. Kate - you and yours are in my prayers.

It seems universities can continue about their business in creating a "diverse" student body. The U.S. Supreme Court voted 5-4 to uphold UM admissions policy.

What did I say about staying home this morning and finishing it? Well I've been working on it consistently (except for phone calls from work) since 8:15am. Damn...I'm only half done.

I love streakers. I think they are hilarious. I've yet to see one in person and if I did I'm sure I would pee my pantyhose laughing.

I shamefully stole this video from Stupid Evil Bastard.

I hope he forgives me, but I do have a thang for running naked men.

I brought a ton of work home to do this weekend. I picked it up once and moved it to the dining room table. I have to have a large portion of it done before a 2:30 meeting tomorrow...and it's not looking good.

I just caught the last 15 minutes of A Few Good Men and Jack Nichoson's performance. I often forget about his short speech at the end leading up to admitting he ordered the code red. I think his performance in this scene is the most powerful performance I've ever witnessed. I do not know if he won an Occar for that performance but it would of been a damn crime if he didn't.

Talk about snail mail being slow but this this takes the prize.

I cruised the world of blogs this morning and found a couple of interesting people. Sudden Nothing who caught my interest on varied things. Also, Yet Another Damn Blog turned out to be a good read.

I have a tendency lose interest quickly with blogs that discuss the nuts and bolts of politics and find myself returning to blogs that discuss life, fearless opinions, technology and just plain old bullshit.

I've always wanted to write a piece about the title of this blog. About 6 months ago I heard those words used together that reached into a different portion of my mind and meant something completely different to me. Before those words just meant someones perception of an idea, concept, viewpoint or whatever was altered because of educational, cultural or socioeconomic background from the "norm". Remember...I'm talking what it meant to me in my limited mind.

But what if sensory perceptions were altered?

Well I woke up at 3:30am must of been the extra long nap I took yesterday. I was going to work on moving some of my posts from the old site and guess what?

Well I've really had a hell of a lazy day today. I even took a three hour nap. I can justify that because I woke up at 5:30am...rationalization always works for me.

Well I've jacked with my template all morning and actually I like it. I cruised sites for about an hour until I seen colors I liked. So for now I've done enough. Maybe more tomorrow.

I really gotta find out what this pinging shit is. For some reason I don't even like the word.

1. Is your hair naturally curly, wavy, or straight? Long or short?

Oh God..what a bad subject. My hair is just past my shoulders, it's very thick, wavy, curly...and it does exactly what it wants.

2. How has your hair changed over your lifetime?

I hate this question. My hair I was born with was reddish/auburn. I started turning gray at 18. By 32 I was all gray and began dyeing my hair..what it's natural color was. I still do, but I know that my hair would be completely silver if I didn't dye it. It's a hereditary thing from my father's side.

3. How do your normally wear your hair?

Parted on the ride side..no bangs. I try and straighten it every day...and that gets me down to just soft waves.

4. If you could change your hair this minute, what would it look like?

I'd be completely silver. I find it attractive now on women...if they are younger. Like moi....of course.

5. Ever had a hair disaster? What happened?

Every day of my life.

Well I am officially at my new site....sans archives. I give up. I tried from start to finish countless times. Obviously I'm missing something. I could never get it to import more than one post.

I have to share some info from two articles that finally made the front page of the Free Press. Check out 17 officers accused of city reign of terror and their shenanigans:

Do you get the feeling these guys could of written the TV show The Sheild? Then this article went and confirmed it Detroit's RoboCop. Hang on to your hat...here is yet another taste of what these guys get away with.

Eleven times? Adrenaline rush...uh huh. I wish I could tell you this was a unique situation. It's not. It happens too often...but the mentality here is this: This is Detroit and it happens all the time, what's the fuss? No one is shocked or disgusted when they hear this anymore. It's routine. I'm glad the Justice Department is at least starting out with a bang...but it will fizzle out here. They will become immune to all the complaints and investigations. It would take years and years to sort out. In the end nothing will change.

First Amendment and "Kops Kourts Krooks"

Ohhh....I love this one.

Now this is pure bullshit:

Yeah right....freedom of speech but not in the courtroom. Pursued the claim independently my ass. So much for the First Amendment. It's contemptible alright.

I'm always on the hunt for a scarey movie. I definitely was more impressionable years ago then I am now. For me the movie with the biggest impact was The Exorcist. That movie scared the shit out of me and if I think about it, it still does. It wasn't so much anything in the movie but that's when I was introduced to even the concept of "possession".

I watch every scarey movie that I hear about and I'm still waiting - weirdly enough - to find a new thrill.

Maybe Bhoot is the one. I guess I'll have to wait for the Americanized version.

I couldn't believe this article about stealing love. I have to wonder if this was a standard law if it wouldn't cut down on a few extra-marital affairs. I would think a nice little $100,000 judgment would definitely take the lust right out of any relationship. Damn expensive fuck. I've never met a married man worth that.

I would think Orrin Hatch obviously has too much free time if he's that worried about this. We still have Americans being killed on foreign soil and he's worried about his damn royalties. Isn't there more important things to worry about like banning smoking, driving with cell phones, screwing the elderly out of health benefits? Come on Hatch...put those creative thinking skills to work.

Again the shenanigans of the DPD make me laugh...because it's so sad. Make sure you catch this part:

Would the 8 other people caught be policemen? Well this newspaper definitely won't say....again. No wonder the dipshits have "cash woes". I think this police department could be HBO's next big comedy hit.

Damn...it works! Wonder how I change my skin.