Sorry I’ve been a bad blogger. No time to chat now. Packing my suitcase. Then it’s off to pick up Evildeb and whooooooosh… to the spa.
More later… maybe. Of course I’m taking my laptop. But I can’t very well blog when I am out by the pool in 100+ degrees hellish sunshine, can I? My poor baby would melt. Not to mention what it’s going to do to me.
Sign outside my library:
You are free to use your cell phone in our lobby, however, the rest of the library is now a phone free zone.
The first time I heard this song, I knew it sucked. But it just continued on it’s popularity. I never in a million years thought I would ever feature it on a Then and Now, but I forgot something. People love to cover incredibly lame, yet freakishly popular, pop songs. I cannot tell you how many covers of “Hit Me Baby One More Time” there are out there. So.. without further ado, but absolutely no fanfare….
Milkshake – Kelis
In working on River’s cover cd [which is finally finished and should be shipped this week, River] I found this cool cd from an Australian radio show called Like A Version [damn, I wish I had thought of that title] , that featured a bunch of really cool covers. I’m sure I will feature many of them in the next couple of weeks. This one cracked me up the most. Just the fact that someone had covered this song….. this was before I knew there were so many covers of this song.
Milkshake – The Pictures
God… I hope none of you look at my blog in IE. I just looked at it, for the first time since… I don’t know, and the banner is all fucked up. Only in IE, of course.
Bastards.
The sad truth about ants, kids… they only live a couple of weeks. Maybe a few weeks, if you are lucky.
R.I.P little fellas!
Dr. Stevil says he’s gonna get some more ants, tho.
My allergies have been bothering me something awful, this past week. I’ve resorted to taking OTC allergy medicine during the day. Something I don’t really like to do because it makes me dopey. Dopier. Even if it’s day time non-drowsy formula, I still feel doped up. With the warm weather, and the dopiness, I feel lethargic and completely void of creative thought.
I blame the sunshine. We’ve had record highs in temperature with way way way too much fucking sunshine for my tastes. The longest day of the year was last week. My sleep is all off balance. It’s not good. Summertime, as delightful as it sounds, is not my peak season.
I’m willing to compromise, however. I will let everyone here have their bright sunny days, with cloudless blue skies, if we could just keep it in the mid 70’s? Ok, how about 77? That sounds good, yes? If we could just do that, I’d be ok for a while. But I’m going to need some cloud coverage in the next week or so. Light showers, just a few sprinkles.
Please?
I was poking around Six Apart’s new VOX service and I came across this game, which I think is great.
I don’t think mine is too difficult, if you read through it a a couple of times.
Wells I do not know, why I came this evening;
I received the feeling which does not have something right;
I frightened thus, if I fall far from my chair;
And I am astonished to the bottom, as me the staircase receives;
Clowne on the left side me; I am on the right, here birds of recreation;
Adhered to the medium with you;
I am adhered in the medium with you;
And I am astonished, which it would owe me makes is;
It is so hard to hold this smile of my face;
Conclusion Orientation yeah I am whole on the place;
Clowne on the left side me, birds of recreation on the right;
Here, I, am adhered in the medium with you. ;
You do not pour ace started outside with nothing and you are proud that yourself are which it man is formed;
And your friends all, come it crawlin, you on the back strike and please say. Ask;
Attempts to be logical slightly at him all;
But I can see that all of it is logical none;
It is necessary to coldly go to sleep on the floor;
It does not think cause I that I can take more;
Clowne on the left side me, Birds of recreation on the right;
Here, I, am adhered in the medium with you.
I love this house I live in, surrounded by trees. I wish I could afford to buy it from my stepfather. But it’s too much yard work for a girl like me. Who does not do yard work. You have to get up on the roof on a regular basis to remove the pine needles. There is a lot of maintenance stuff like that. Even if I could afford this house, I would need to be able to afford someone to do yard work and needle upkeep as well.
In the next couple of days, it’s going to get quite warm for the PacNorWest. Upper 80’s into the 90’s. Pretty warm for a place that doesn’t have a lot of residential air conditioning. But I’ll be fine in my dark, little house surrounded by trees. The shade keeps it pretty cool. It’s my favorite thing about this house. The trees.
You wouldn’t know I loved this house by the insides either. It’s an unholy mess. It is still my intention to get it picked up and organized enough to have someone else clean it. Just the other night, my stepfather stopped by and was unable to resist the impulse to point out one of my better known unflattering qualities. Despite the fact that we’ve all known this my entire life.
“Jodi… you’re a slob! Still!”
Duh.
