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| Moderate voters |
| 08.31.04 (11:20 am) [edit] |
Allow me to dip my toes into the world of politics on TBlog again... and hopefully pull my feet out unharmed.
I have read alot of stories about the Republicans (there were a few of these stories for the Democrats, to be fair, but not NEARLY as many) at the RNC reaching out to "moderates" within their party. They are the cherry pickers of the party... and all parties have them. In this case, these would be Republicans who believe in the economic adjenda of the party, but who also lean towards pro-choice. Or the party faithful who vote the way they do because ot the tendency of the party to embrace "traditional"....see "Protestant Anglo Saxon"... morals, but want more government oversight on things like the enviroment or health care. In other words, they lean towards their party... but they have interests and concerns that are not traditionally tackled in their parties platform... or perhaps their values run counter to the values of the party.
In any rate, there is alot of discussion about how Bush (and the Republican Party in general) are reaching for the moderates of the party. But here is question... what kind of "moderate" stuff has this administration done? Most of the stuff I can name... such as increased military spending (not the increasing amount, mind you... but the emphasis on defence), or the faith based inititives, or the hundreds of little snipits and quotes from Bush over the past four years that you can find all over the internet that can be interpreted sometimes both in and out of context as intollerant... and thus by nature not moderate... Looking at all those things, I cannot see one "moderate" thing the administration has done.
I would invite anyone and everyone who reads this to point out moderate stuff... or at least why you view some of the stuff that perhaps I have listed as not moderate.... as actually being moderate.
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| The Grand Experiment |
| 08.31.04 (8:11 am) [edit] |
Well, it seems that I am part of a bunch of "grand experiments" this semester.
* They are testing out some new "transmitters" in the giant lecture halls in the science building. Instead of handing out quiz sheets, the teachers can be lazy and have us broadcast our answers with little lazer pens to the computer in the front of the room. Of course, we are the first class to use these, and we are the test run... so if they don't work right, they will stop using them in the spring... thus making the little pens worthless for buyback at the end of the semester.
Here's hoping that they work, Jackasses.
* I am also in that Intro to Computers class that I have learned is going to be the first one to use Excel. Yea baby. If I gave a damn about spreadsheets, I would have played in that program on my comp already...
* I have a lady teaching my methods of teaching class who doesn't teach it that often, thus everytime she teaches it she has a "new and fullfilling set of experiences for us".... or some such shit.
* In my copy editing class, I have the teacher who was an old newspaper publisher for decades, and is pissed that nobody edits copy by hand anymore. In fact, he hates computers it seems. But most editing is done on computers now.
Thus, teacher and students get to learn Quark together.
Lets see what else.
Oh, my "History of African Americans" class has finally gotten some black people in it. Not that race matters... after all, I checked and it was the only upper division History class with any seats open. But I just found it ironic that the class started out as all white kids. Now instead of having just a bunch of white kids sitting around talking about how ashamed they are to be white... we will have those kids doing that, and we will have some black kids to turn around and say "your damn right you should be ashamed."
Oye.
I am just glad I have a Tuesday/Thursday class schedule this semester. Doing this MWF, or Monday thru Friday, would have driven me nuts.
But I like the T/Th schedule I have. After all, every lab rat needs a day off here and there.
Current Mood: :wink:
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| Wooden Spoon |
| 08.29.04 (5:03 pm) [edit] |
I need a wooden spoon. I could use it for so many things... like beating the neighbor kids for playing in front of my apartment. They run back and forth on my side because the retard that lives with them always has to sit out on their side and watch them play.... thus, blocking the sidewalk so they can't get full speed, I guess. So why not run back and forth, back and forth.... over and over.... in front of my window. Geez.
Other than that, I am enjoying my day off of the week. I really only get one, between school, work, and the tot's therapy. I have been going at this schedule for only a week, and I am already exausted. And a tired gnome doesn't do the tot much good. After all, he ALWAYS has energy.... lol!
Lets see, I cleaned some walls and a doorway that needed to be cleaned. It always seems like there isn't a day off that goes by that doesn't involve cleaning up something the ex wife neglected to do. I am not kidding, either. I did a general cleaning after she left, and the place was really nice. However, there are a bunch of little things that I asked her to do before she moved out, and she did about none of them. Thus, it falls to me.
But at least she has her man now. Last thing I heard, she was doing really well in some online RPG. That seems to take up her time now. Funny, she complained about being stuck at home on the computer all day when she lived with me.... and yet, thats all she does now.
Well, I looked at the clock, and I have to be at work in 12 hours. Yea ha. I miss having two days off in a row. Oh well, time to do the laundry...
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| The Big Switch |
| 08.27.04 (7:05 pm) [edit] |
Well, this time the shitty server ate my blog entry, not the new posting engine. :roll:
Anyway, the basics:
After he gets thru this pouch of diapers, I am switching the tot to training pants. I am very proud of his progress... despite the fact that he just crapped in the floor. Lucky for me, I have brown carpet.
He also is ASKING to take baths now. A few months back, he would scream in fear when I even mentioned the word.
I am so proud of his progress.
Anyway, I need to clean the crap out of the carpet, so I will retype my political stuff this weekend.
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| I would hate to be Anna Kournikova's undies |
| 08.26.04 (7:46 pm) [edit] |
I am a private person. Most likely, I would never post my pic on the web for everyone to look at. I don't give out my phone number to strangers.
I think the polar opposite of me on the net is Anna Kournikova's underwear. I swear, I have never seen more websites dedicated to anything else. There are websites in at least 30 different languages, all with pictures of her undies. Upskirts, action shots, sitting in a laundry basket... her ass in her undies seems to be the subject of alot of query... and of alot of those damn popups the spyware keeps putting on my computer.
It was funny. I went to read Desha's blog, and I got a popup for Anna Kournikova Nude. I go to read Dr. Forbush's blog, and I get a popup that says "Anna K's Secret Sex Video." Nudes or sex videos...odds are, either site would contain her undies, damnit!
However, its nice to see that Anna's ass can bring political rivals together. No matter what side of the fence you sit on, the power of a Russian tennis players booty in her Hanes brings us all together.
Or so the popups would lead you to believe.
The more I see popups and banner adds for Anna pics, the more I think that she may be like the internet Big Brother. Chances are that somewhere on every website on the internet, there is a picture of Anna Kournikova's undies somewhere.
Of course, if you find that pic in my blog, please let me know.
I mean.... she is cute.
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| College Chicks and Computers |
| 08.26.04 (10:19 am) [edit] |
You know, I forgot how many hot chicks there are...
Then the semester started. Now there are women all over the place. And now that the whole divorce shock is really behind me... its been almost a year now since my ex fucked around on me and decided she wanted to leave... I am really starting to become seriously more interested in women again. I want to get to know some new ladies, date some new ladies... and enjoy all the hell and bliss that is involved in that process.
So I am ready to get back into the dating field full time.
And right when I am surrounded by women. What luck.
In other news, I took a "pretest" for this intro to computers class I am in. I got an 88%. Yah, I smell easy A.
Oh, I just found out I got the fourth highest score on the pretest in this class. Basicly, if I learn a bit about Exel, I should coast thru this class with an A.
I saw some of the other scores. I am amazed at how little some people know about computers. But then again, its those people that keep AOL in business....
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| Back to the grind |
| 08.24.04 (9:31 am) [edit] |
Ahh, the first day of my last academic semester in college during my third tour of duty. So far, I have had a teacher try to catch our interest in a biology class by setting a grapefruit on fire, then after a break I had one of those lovely profs who likes to talk really quietly THEN SUDDENLY START SHOUTING FOR NO REAL REASON.
Now I am in an Intro To Computers class. Yes, I have taken advanced Photoshop classes. Web design classes. Illustrator Classes. I have taken Instructional Technology classes. Hell, I have been opperating computers since the 6th fucking grade. Yet, for some reason, the Univsersity thinks that there is still a culture of AOL morons out there who seriously get stuck because they can't find the "Any" key... and thus I am taking an Intro to Computers class.
At least I can surf the web a bit in this class...
I can tell my patience for college is already wearing thin this semester. This usually happens about halfway thru the semester. The fact its happening how is not a good sign.
I am consoled by the fact that this is my last full time academic semester. Next semester I student teach. And a year or two down the line when I start working on my doctorate, I am going to do it PART TIME.
I love the college atmosphere. I love the lifestyle. I love the college feel. But I have done the dance for so long now, I really am starting to loathe all the classes themselves... or at least being the STUDENT in the classes on a full time basis.
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| driving and shopping |
| 08.22.04 (11:12 am) [edit] |
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I am going to try to hit the driving range today. I haven't been in over three years. Hopefully, my balls won't hook, and I will be able to wack a few of them hard and straight.
Yes, you may insert dirty jokes here.
Then its throw rug shopping time. Gotta keep the tot from tripping over the cable from the tv to the computer. No matter how many times I point it out to him, he ignores it and trips as he comes running through.
Current Mood: :shock:
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| Now I cant reply to blogs? |
| 08.21.04 (5:04 pm) [edit] |
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Just an observation.... I can't reply to anyones blogs now. That bites. I dont know why, either. I can type them a message, but it won't post my messages.
This just adds on to my fustration with Tblog. I am starting to think about jumping ship and going elsewhere...
Dont know tho.... I like the community feel here......
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| Run tot run! |
| 08.21.04 (4:22 pm) [edit] |
So I get to my kids daycare a bit early today, and I peek in the window. He is playing some sort of chase game with two other kids. They were roaring at each other... and driving the daycare worker nuts.
I just stood and watched for a good ten minutes. Its so rewarding to see how far he has come these past few months. He is such a prize.
As for dad, life goes on. One interesting thing of note: There is this girl I have been talking to alot on the net. We have talked on AIM for a few years now. One of those kinda tell each other everything kind of chat friends. We are good listeners for each other.....
However, I think that there might be more developing there instead of just interest in being just friends there now....
I am not sure what to do about it. Go with the flow?
I may post more details about it later... Its all so new, and its been awhile since any thoughts like that have bounced in my head, or have come my way. Don't know if or how or when or what to do about it.... if anything.
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| Just testing the new blog thingie |
| 08.19.04 (8:50 pm) [edit] |
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Ack, the stupid new blog entry mode still eats your posts when you try to do an emoticon.
Had a good blog too... If I feel more energy after watching Sealab 2021, I will come back and try again.
Current Mood: Ha! Not again!
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| a'puken and a'grinnin |
| 08.18.04 (7:44 am) [edit] |
(the title is a Hee Haw refereence for all you kids who are too young to remember it)
Boy, that was a fun few days....
I come on the site to blog a couple of days ago, and I couldn't get on. Guess the blog gods were not happy with me or something.
And apparently the blog gods have connections with the stomach gods, because shortly thereafter I start to puke left and right.
Ahh, the joys of a stomach virus.
I couldn't keep anything down the entire day. Slept for close to 16 hours straight, except for occasional waking fits of being uncomfortable and moaning in pain.
Oh, and being very very damn thirsty. But if I drank, I would puke it back up... then I would get five minutes of dry heaves. Fun fun!
The next day, I felt hella weak, but I could keep liquids down. They sent me home early from work since I looked like a damn zombie.
Today, I have what feels like a bit of an appitite back. So lets hope for the best.
I am gonna surf the political blogs now, and see if I should blame Bush or Kerry for my stomach problems.
Naw, I am just playin. I am gonna surf the conspiracy blogs. I bet it all has to do with those contrails in the sky, or maybe its a retroactive responce to the U.S. faking the moon landing.....
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| I need a nap |
| 08.14.04 (8:06 pm) [edit] |
Man, I ate some spicey snack before bed last night. HUGE mistake. I was coughing, tossing, and turning all night. And I was tired all day because of it.
Which reminds me, school is starting soon. That means four or five days a week of getting up between 6:30 and 8 everyday. I am so not a morning person.
Yah, I will be a fun homeroom teacher. I will probably stagger in with a Dr. Pepper in hand and sunglasses on. I will grunt a sleep deprived grunt at my students, and they will grunt their sleep deprived grunts back.
Thats good edumacation, I tells you.
Ahh, fuck mornings.
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| An observation about politics on TBlog |
| 08.13.04 (9:26 pm) [edit] |
Ok, I do not mean this as an attack on any individual blogger or blogging style. I just wanted to make a couple of observations:
1. There are several bloggers on here to focus mainly on politics, politics, politics, and..oh yah, politics. Your best friend gets married or your goldfish dies, you blog the day away talking about politics. lol!
Naw, its cool. If politics is your thing, thats great. We as a socielty could use more people who go out, get the facts, and get involved. In fact, I actually enjoy reading the political blogs. I read several of them on Tblog, from all over the political ballfield. I feel its important to be informed on all sides of the issues.
But here is the thing... it seems like the political bloggers themselves do not follow this philosophy.
You go to a "liberal's" blog, and you will see several articles pulled from various sources on the net. Perhaps you will, if you are lucky, see some thoughtful analysis of the information by the blogger themselves. In the comments, you may catch a few scattered comments from random bloggers, but for the most part, you will see comments from other "liberal" bloggers.
You go to a "conservitive's" blog. Again, you will see several articles posted from several sources on the net. Its never guarenteed, but you may even see the blogger actually talk about what they think of the info. Again, the comments will be from a few scattered people, but mainly from fellow "conservitive" bloggers.
Why don't they ever cross paths?
Perhaps if they read and posted thoughtful counterpoints to each others posts, then there can be a bit more understanding... or at least tolerance... of each others points of view.
Maybe there would be less "Liberals/Consevitives are morons" comments that completely brush off the other sides point of view without even giving it some thought or a reasonable.
Now before you people crucify me and claim "I am tolerant" or "I do listen", keep in mind that if you say those things you also tend to follow either one of those statements with the qualifier of "but they are always wrong" or "they are stupid."
Both sides claim to be the side that listens to the needs of the people. Both sides claim to be on the side that will "reach across the isle" and work with their opponents. Yet, if it can't be done... even on occassion... on some random blogsite on the net, how much can we expect from the people you support?
After all, they are a represenitive of you and your ideals. :)
2. Well, I had a nifty second point, but the tot went to sleep on me already... and any parent who is worth their salt knows that they have to catch sleep when they can.
Besides, 6:30am is not very far off. :roll:
Current Mood: I wish there was a sleepy emoticon. Or in this case, since I am wishing, an "I wish" emoticon.
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| The funnest thing |
| 08.13.04 (7:04 pm) [edit] |
Today was a great day. Took the tot to the doc, then we went and ate at Mcdonalds... where he sat and ate like a big boy, and did a round of frisbee golf. He threw his own frisbee from the stroller, and even identified all the numbers on the "holes" by sight. I am so proud. He had alot of fun.
But apparently, the funnest thing to do is none of those. My tot is following me everywhere I go around the apartment tonight, running into my ass face first, then falling backwards on the floor and laughing.
Why this is fun? I have no idea. But I am starting to worry about getting a toddler face shaped bruise on my butt.....
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| The Weather Channel is having a moment! |
| 08.12.04 (10:14 am) [edit] |
Wow, the Weather Channel is all buzzing today. Seems that there is a tropical storm in Florida today, and there is another one that may hit the state tomorrow.
That means that it is likely that people are actually watching TWC. And boy, they are playing it up. They are using their "crisis" music. They have their "Hurricaine Expert" at his "own desk". They have people live on location... which is always fun. Some poor intern standing out in 80MPH winds with rain, ocean waves, and debris flying by, shouting into the mic "Yah, its a tad rainy here in the EYE WALL of the F-5 storm!"
Oh well, let TWC have their moment. Right now, its 70 and sunny here. I am about to give my tot a bath... thus, I am facing my own dangerious storm. And yes, I will end up very wet, with a flooded bathroom... and the sounds of screaming sirens... I mean a screaming toddler.
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| Turn Right, Right NOW |
| 08.09.04 (10:26 pm) [edit] |
I was walking the tot tonight and I came up to an intersection that has a notoriously loooooooong red light. A van with out of state plates pulls up, and sits there. No traffic coming, and yet it sits there.
I manage to cross the street, and I notice their windows are down. I tell them that right turns on red are legal in this state, and they thank me and off they zoom.
I have visited a few states where it is apparently illegal to turn right when you have a red light. It is so annoying. Sitting behind someone with their right turn blinker on... no cars coming. They CAN turn right safely, but some jackass in the state capitol thinks that is somehow a "dangerous practice".
Its kinda funny, cause when I visited those states, I would turn right on red anyway. The local yokels would look at me in amazement. Yah... common sence use of your time. Real damn amazing people.
Current Mood: Unknown, since the Emoticons are coming up as red X's for me.
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| Love Letters |
| 08.09.04 (2:01 pm) [edit] |
Heh, from discussion of god yesterday to the minions of the devil today.
Lawyers, to be specific.
I get a letter in the mail addressed to my soon to be ex wife from a law office. Since she isn't around, I open it. Turns out, its just a letter from a new lawyer in town. He says that his office specializes in divorce and custody cases. This gives me a bit of pause, since I am in the middle of a divorce right now. Then I realize that since my wife and I are in the legal system, we have gotten on the mailing list of several lawyers. I have a nice pile of letters from different sue happy lawyers on the desk next to the computer. So, I pause to ponder the joys of being on a mailing list.
However, that pause is short lived when I hear the dude who lives next door yelling at his wife. Seems he was the one who brought in the mail today, and what do you know... there was a letter addressed to his wife from the same law firm... same letter, talking about how they specialize in divorce and custody cases.
Perhaps the lawyer is trying to drum up business by sending letters to all the married women in town....
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| Sundays - A double edged sword |
| 08.08.04 (10:07 am) [edit] |
I got the tot up and out to daycare today, despite having the day off. He was sick earlier this week, and didn't use some of his days. And... since I paid for them, he is gonna use them. :)
After dropping him off, I got in a round of frisbee golf in the time I like to call 'the calm before the storm'. On Sundays, this is the time before 12:00ish, when all the church nuts get out.
Sundays are a double edged sword for me. On one hand, I love getting out. Its easier to drive. Its easier to shop. Its easier to get an open spot... pretty much anywhere.
But at the same time, I drive by all the churches, and see the full parking lots. I kinda feel sad for all those people. Its sad that they feel such a hollowness in their life that they need organized religion.
Someone once told me that religion made them free. I ponder how free you can truely be when you base your life in an organized religion. How free of a thinker can you be when you answer the tough questions by quoting the bible or your pastor or the bylaws of your church? No logic... no thought... no reflection. Abortion: Spit out a bible verse. Gay marriage: Spit out a bible verse. Dancing: Well, the preacher says its a sin, so it must be a sin....
How is that freedom?
And on a side note, since I feel like babbling on and on and on... WTF do Penecostal Protestants DO in church for 1-2 hours? I am serious. At least Catholics have Catholic Aerobics™ to help them kill the time. Stand, sit, stand, sit, stand, kneel, rinse, stand, lather, repeat. Lutherans, Epistopalians, and some Methodists have a modified form of Aerobics... or what I like to call Catholic Lite™...
But for fucks sake, I wonder how those Penecostal Protestants sit there for hours at a time, listening to some guy in a suit telling them how horrible they are and how they are going to hell.
And whats worse, when the collection plate comes around, I wonder why they are so naive that they pay for that abuse.
If they want abuse, why don't they join the Marines? Yah, some guy yells at you everyday and makes you feel like shit in the Marines, just like church. But at least in the Marines, you get guns! You get to roll in the mud, and you get to blow some shit up now and then.
You try to blow stuff up in church, and they kick you out of the congregation. Where is the fun in that?
Not that... I... know... that from personal experience... or anything..... *cough*
Oh look, a tree!
*points over your shoulder, and runs away when you aren't looking*
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| of alleged fathers and calling in |
| 08.05.04 (9:24 am) [edit] |
So I get a letter from the insurance today discussing medical coverage. Apparently, somehow the insurance coverage for the tot was in the soon to be ex wife's name. I have to switch it over to my name. No big deal. Its just a standardized "Seperated/Divorced Parents" form that I have to fill out.
But there is something about the form that irked me. There were two sections for parental information. One labled 'Custodial Parent'. The other labled 'Alleged Father'.
Once again, its nice to know that the "standard" is that the mom takes care of the child, while the dad has little or noting to do with the kid.
Oh well. Ironicly, the kid has a fever, and can't go to daycare today, which means I can't go to work. Thus, I have to call in. I am putting it off, because my job always gives you the third degree, then they demand that you bring a doctors note.
Gee, as nice as it is to relive high school...
It just annoys me. I am a working adult, trying to finish up with school so I can get a job that treats me with the respect someone with my education deserves. You know, a job where you have sick days and vacation days. A job where you call in, and they believe you when you say you or your child is sick, and don't demand you go to the doctor just to get a note to prove it.
However, none of those jobs will allow me the flexibility I need to go to school, so I have to take a retail job to pay the bills until school is done for me. And naturally where I workl, they assume that I am just another teenaged twit who wants to skip work to go party with my friends... and thus I need a doctors note.
And its annoying to have to get one, cause we have all been there. Where you just feel like crap and can't work, but its not really bad enough to merit a trip to the doctors office. Thats how the kid is right now. He has just high enough of a fever that the daycare won't take him. But I can let him stay home a day and give him some over the counter medicine, and tomorrow he will be fine.
Oh well. I think I will go play a couple of CD's I bought back in high school, just to mentally prepare to call in to work and be treated like a child.
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| The Beta Message Entry System Sucks Dog Shit |
| 08.04.04 (7:53 pm) [edit] |
Man, I had a nice blog entry too... and the stupid beta message entry had to eat it.
Oh well, perhaps tomorrow. Until then, think about copying what you are typing a little quicker than I did... lol!
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| You can never get it... all... out! |
| 08.02.04 (4:06 pm) [edit] |
Well, I got a little down in the dumps last night. Every now and then a bit of lonelyness hits me... which I suppose is natural. And thus I do what I always do when I get down: Go on a major cleaning spree.
First I clean the tot's bed. I realize as I clean it that it had not been cleaned since he got out of the 'I am gonna pour my milk on this and draw pretty pictures in the milk' phase of his life. This took me a bit by surprise. I have been in his bedroom everyday, yes. I have changed his sheets, yes. But how often do you look at the bed?
Anywho, I clean the bed off. Then I tackle his mattress. On one side, there is a chocolate pudding stain from my soon to be ex wifes 'just give him whatever food I can without thinking about the mess it can make just to shut him up' phase of parenting. Well, I remember the night when that happened. I came home from work, and she pointed out the stain on his mattress, and asked me to flip it over. Being drained from another 15 hour day, I said sure, and flipped it. Well, here I am, several months later looking at this stain. Surely it won't come off, I think. Surely, my soon to be ex wife scrubbed at it in a vain attempt to clean it up, I think. Surely it would not come off, and thats why she asked me to flip the mattress, I think.
Well, I feel like tackling a challange, so I get my Orange Clean and my paper towel and spray down what must be the toughest stain ever.
The stain wiped off with little effort. :roll:
Yah, that Mother of the Year medal she won must be around here somewhere.....
Anywho, I went to the bathroom next. Now that she is moved out, the bathroom is kept pretty clean. But still, I am in the cleaning mood, so off I go. I have cleaned the bathroom a few times since she left, and everytime I clean I still come across strands of her hair. I swear, its like it lives in the cracks and under the ledges.
No... her hair is like one of those damn coupon machines at the supermarket. You know, the ones with the blinking red lights. I pull a hair out, finish my cleaning and walk away. Seconds later, the machine hums and sticks another hair out of the slot.
Perhaps by the time I move, I will have it all cleaned out. After all, those machines don't stay full forever.....
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| Say wha? |
| 08.01.04 (11:28 am) [edit] |
I took the tot to the doc the other day. I had him dressed in shorts and a Winnie the Pooh shirt that I absolutely hate.
I don't know why I hate Winnie the Pooh. There is just something about the whole Pooh universe that is so damn whiney that annoys me. Even when they are happy, they are whiney. Also, Pooh himself is dumber than a box of shit. While some people find that quality endearing, I find it annoying.
Anyway, I was basicly a sneeze away from doing laundry, and I got to the bottom of the clothes pile for the tot, where I bury the clothes that still fit him but I don't like. Get him dressed, and we go.
I had forgotten what shirt he was wearing, and we walked into the doctors office. The doctor turns the corner, sees the tot, makes that wierd 'I am trying to be silly' face many people who work with little kids make, and says "Oh, look at you! You have pooh on your shirt!"
Well, dad panics at this point. Apparently, I didn't catch the 'silent h' at the end of Pooh, and thought the doctor said that there was poo... as in crap, shit, feces etc.... on his shirt. Ever since some kid in foster care got killed, doctors around here are quick to notify DFS if they even think you are somehow neglect your kid. And you never know... poo on a shirt could set them running to report yah.
So I quickly scooped up the tot for an inspection of his clothes. All fresh, all clean. All he had on his shirt was that damn retarded yellow bear.
Ha ha.... ha..... ha...... oye.
Oh well, its time to blow some bubbles, and watch the kid attack them. Maybe he will dive off the couch after them again. Thats always fun. He loves his bubbles.
Current Mood: 8)
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