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Ha. I just wrote a review and used the word "business" but without thinking I automatically spelled it "biznits". Good thing I'm not doing religion right now, or my reviews'd be full of "jeebis". I have recently gotten re-hooked on crosswords. I'm still searching for the ideal site; Seattle Times has printable ones that are far too easy, and the NY Times has a very cool online app that is fun, but is not fun when you are half done with the sunday puzzle and it freezes and you lose it.I was talking to my acupuncturist today about swimming, and how great it feels and how happy I am to be doing it again after so many years out of a pool on a regular basis. She said I was like a fish, and then commented that fish have beautifully even muscle tone and that was how we could know that swimming was good for people. There are many things that are a little wrong with that idea, but it made me happy anyway. Hurrah for fish. Who are you, really? The names are taken from common ones in the demographic. You may start calling me "Tracey", and Sweetie is now "Brett". The $$ isn't quite right, but we are not as stodgy as "Barry and Kathleen". Yet. I am thinking a lot more about food and writing about food. Prepare for an upcoming soap-box, or wait a while until I archive again. I can't stop thinking about the tax write-off for obesity. I am now hoping that "Tax Rebate" becomes the next mean euphemism, as in "Hey, check out the Tax Rebate in the white lycra pants. What's she thinkin?" I am finishing up an article about the Haiti Foundation. They do some neat things; one slightly weird comment I got from the founder is that "the voodoo temples are coming down". I would like to see a voodoo temple; these pictures are sort of dub, but the information is kinda neat. And then there's spiritual warfare. "Now it's jesus's turn". I was fairly sure that my review of The Surrendered Single would get edited; it didn't, really. At least, the stuff I liked didn't. Yay, Teri the Editor. Melons are neat! Grow some melons! What other plant gives you the opportunity to invite hotties over to your p-patch to witness you "Sweet Passion" or "Honey Rock"? I don't even like melon very much- or at least, not cantelope or watermelon, and I want to grow some. Hurrah for melons! Just listened to Princess Superstar. Apparently, all over Britan, kids are singing along with "bad babysitter", which (among many other fun little things) talks about getting off on a cucumber and then returning it to the crisper. Why don't American kids ever sing about neat stuff like that? Do you like to cook? Are you a bit of a freak? Subscribe to either the site or the mag, or both. Their recipes are the best, and the articles are fascinating in their obsessiveness. While it's nice to see a motivated citizen, "we'll fall on our swords over cell phones" isn't necessarily what I was hoping to see. Saw Revolution OS over the weekend. Neato. As I consider myself a fairly ignorant user (there's a wide world between a few html tags and writing a program, and I've never seen it) it was cool to see people who write a program the way other people make movies, and yet see the programs they write as tools, rather than untouchable works of art. Very sensible. But- I'll certainly never contribute to their tools, which in my mind tells me I should pay more than the people who will. The tool-makes seem to view things differently. Don't call 'em "commies"- it makes 'em foam at the mouth. If you want to, you can learn about Linux here, here, and here. Yesterday, I received a coupon from Romio's Pizza that would get me 20% off a pizza if I showed them a 24-hour Fitness membership card. My new idea for the IRS write-off for fat people: get a gym membership so you can take advantage of related discounts that keep you fat. Never go to the gym, in order to stay obese-don't lose that write-off! Treat the membership like a coupon book you can write off on your taxes. My new hero: Princess Superstar. Where is MY gay stylist? You can listen to a clip here For the geeks in the hizz-ouse: "'cause I was bustin' rhymes since you were playing D&D." If I gained 20 pounds or so and got a note from my doctor, I could write off my YMCA membership on my taxes. When I then lose the 20 pounds, do I have to go back to not writing it off? How weird. I hate my sciatic nerve. What do you hate? Elma, oh Elma. What will you learn from this? Let the hate mail begin rolling in... I would like to try dyeing the egg the earth was hatched from. From an otherwise dull article in the PI: The orca, known as A-73, has been hanging around between Vashon and West Seattle since mid-January. Authorities initially were disturbed by what appeared to be periods of malaise, suggesting sickness and signs of malnutrition. First, what does malaise look like in an orca? Is she listening to the Cure and writing bad poetry? Second, perhaps she doesn't like being known as A-73. I mean, who would? Even robots get cute names these days. Not even wee birdies are safe from food poisioning. I get tired of reading articles about folks whining about their neighbors. On our little street, we have three gigantic old folks with pain collar places; that means we get a bambulance/firetruck combo zipping over here loudly several times each week, sitting in the street, blocking traffic, and rarely (if ever) transporting anyone. Could I somehow start a campaign to have them moved? No. The low-income housing for single men at the end of the street is like a regular apartment building, except a few older gentlemen have plastic chairs that they take onto the sidewalk in the summer. It's pretty cute. So I saw what I thought was a great idea about the studio apartments for chronic alcoholics and I thought- what a great idea. And then I read that everyone seems to hate it. When I cleaned up the traffic circle (hyacinths are blooming!),I was warned multiple times to look out for needles. I found a can, a bottle, a small vial of probably amyl nitrate, and a condom. Do people just not know the neighborhood they live in, or do they only warn about an obvious danger? Pardon my crankiness. Does everyone else who watches the oscars spend the time making horribly offensive comments? Once again, I find it amazing how much fun it is to be mean. As a reward for meanness, I was given a Hello Kitty Cowgirl (can't find a link; sorry. she's adorable). I wanted to find more little items like her, and instead found this lovely tee shirt. I'm puzzled by this. What sort of powder? Why?Hurrah for Bust! They're back in biznizz and you should have a subscription! They also want submissions (heh) for their sex issue (no poetry, please). If you're in the mood to Tell All, please use a nom de plume. We don't really want to know. |
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