Thursday, December 28, 2006

Thursday

Sean is out running around with his friends this morning. He made it back before 12:30 p.m., and has brought back Jasmine to play video games. They are playing something called "Destroy All Humans", sounds terrible to me. Since they are playing downstairs I'll get a first hand viewing of this thing. It is not really as bad as it sounds, but it could use a better name. It reminds me a lot of some of the other Mario Brother's Games.

It seems in the end I'll have to take time after dinner to get my errand run. That way Dean will be home with Sean even if he's not in the house, otherwise I'll need to take Sean on the trek with me. My errand is to run down to Mr. Walter's today, his boys need to be taken care of and his place needs checking on. We wouldn't want Butch & Sundance running out of food or water. As I head over I'll get to feel a 'wee' bit like Santa Claus. I'll be delivering a Christmas dinner and gifts from family that he was not able to see, since he was sick on Christmas day and at work the day after. I'm even dropping his stocking off so that he can see what's inside.

Mike sent along this "Christmas 2005 Flash Back" photo of Walter with the GEO...well before it's current state. You can even see Ben & Danielle's car parked behind Walter's car. Last year was quite different. Thanks Mike - it is a great addition to the photo 'album' and family memories. If I remember correctly, Walter was having trouble with his car leaking oil, and was almost always checking under the front end to see if he could determine the source of the leak.

Tweat has been extemely vocal this afternoon. She has been quite excited since I moved her millet spray lower in her cage and filled her seed bowl. I think that she also got more vocal as the temperature has increased - I had the gas logs on to warm myself up. So she had the side benefit. If it was quite otherwise in the house I would try taping her some more.

My visit to Walt's didn't take too long, but I did provide him with some minor maid service (vaccuming up the birdseed leftovers and a quick bed making up). I know that when he gets home he will great appreciate it. He had told me to phone him while I was there, but he must be out and about in Staunton with the crew. Hope he has had a great evening. On the way home, I saw a oppossum crossing the main drag into our neighborhood. The nice weather must have them out on the move into nicer accomodations for the winter. There wasn't any chicken ahead of him so, he must have gotten the lesson on how to cross the road earlier today.

Email & Newsletter Gleanings:

I received some great stuff today, I hope you all smile as much as I have already this morning!!!

SUMMARY OF WHAT I LEARNED FROM E.MAILS I RECEIVED IN 2006
  • I must send my thanks to whoever sent me the one about rat shit in the glue on envelopes because I now have to use a wet towel with every envelope that needs sealing. Also, now I have to scrub the top of every can I open for the same reason.
  • I no longer have any savings because I gave it to a sick girl (Penny Brown) who is about to die in the hospital for the 1,387,258th time.
  • I no longer have any money at all, but that will change once I receive the $15,000 that Bill Gates/Microsoft and AOL are sending me for participating in their special e-mail program.
  • I no longer worry about my soul because I have 363,214 angels looking out for me, and St. Theresa's novena has granted my every wish.
  • I no longer eat KFC because their chickens are actually horrible mutant freaks with no eyes or feathers.
  • I no longer use cancer-causing deodorants even though I smell like a water buffalo on a hot day.
  • Thanks to you, I have learned that my prayers only get answered if I forward an email to seven of my friends and make a wish within five minutes.
  • Because of your concern I no longer drink Coca-Cola because it can remove toilet stains.
  • I no longer can buy gasoline without taking a man along to watch the car so a serial killer won't crawl in my back seat when I'm pumping gas.
  • I no longer drink Pepsi or Dr. Pepper since the people who make these products are atheists who refuse to put "Under God" on their cans.
  • I no longer use Saran wrap in the microwave because it causes cancer.
  • And thanks for letting me know I can't boil a cup of water in the microwave anymore because it will blow up in my face...disfiguring me for life.
  • I no longer check the coin return on pay phones because I could be pricked with a needle infected with AIDS.
  • I no longer go to shopping malls because someone will drug me with a perfume sample and rob me.
  • I no longer receive packages from UPS or FedEx since they are actually al Qaeda in disguise.
  • I no longer shop at Target since they are French and don't support our American troops or the Salvation Army.
  • I no longer answer the phone because someone will ask me to dial a number for which I will get a phone bill with calls to Jamaica, Uganda, Singapore, and Uzbekistan.
  • I no longer have any sneakers -- but that will change once I receive my free replacement pair from Nike.
  • I no longer buy expensive cookies from Neiman-Marcus since I now have their recipe.
  • Thanks to you, I can't use anyone's toilet but mine because a big brown African spider is lurking under the seat to cause me instant death when it bites my butt.
  • Thank you too for all the endless advice Andy Rooney has given us. I can live a better life now because he's told us how to fix everything.
  • And thanks to your great advice, I can't ever pick up $5.00 I dropped in the parking lot because it probably was placed there by a sex molester waiting underneath my car to grab my leg.
  • Oh, and don't forget this one either! I can no longer drive my car because I can't buy gas from certain gas companies!
If you don't send this e-mail to at least 144,000 people in the next 70 minutes, a large dove with diarrhea will land on your head at 5:00 PM this afternoon and the fleas of 12 camels will infest your crotch causing you to grow a hairy hump. I know this will occur because it actually happened to a friend of my next door neighbor's ex-mother-in-law's second husband's cousin's beautician...

Have a wonderful day....

P.S. A South American scientist from Argentina, after a lengthy study, has discovered that people with insufficient brain activity read their e-mail with their hand on the mouse. Don't bother taking it off now. It's too late.

Visitation

Several women were visiting elderly Mrs. Diamond who was very ill.

After a while, they rose to leave and told her, "Esther, we will keep you in our prayers."

"Just wash the dishes in the kitchen," the ailing woman said, "I can do my own praying."

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