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True Patriot Love

It’s kind of a long story, but basically, Friday, Paco sent out a link to this story. To which I replied that yes, as a blogger I was also a terrorist, but if we could please keep that to ourselves, as I was planning on going to Canada this weekend, I would appreciate it. Theories abounded about the damage I could inflict upon Canada, with my blogging. [not very much, as it turns out], however I insisted I meant no harm to Canada, indeed, I insisted that I heart Canada! Then Evildeb and I broke into a rousing rendition of O Canada. Then Paco sent out this:

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Her Royal Highness, Queen Evildeb.

That’s all, I just wanted to post the picture. I never made it up to Vancouver this weekend. but I live to try again soon.

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Fair Warning

This week will be a busy week for me… I have a training project to finish up and then deliver. I am traveling down to Oregon for a couple of days as well. I’d tell you this means I won’t be around to blog much, but we all know how I work. I’ll probably be around more than ever before. Because I’m a dope that way.

However, for now, before the week truly starts, I think I will go play some sims.

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Regarding belly dancing…

I don’t understand how I am supposed to walk, all slinky like, do snake arms AND undulate, all at the same time. That’s too many things for one human girl. It sounds like only three, but snake arms, in of themselves are like … SIX separate things. You don’t even want to know how many parts there are to undulating. I think our teacher is missing some bones.

Really really hard, belly dancing. But great fun. I tried not too laugh too much, because you are supposed to be all “oooo-oooo sexy-sexy at one with the earth and your feminine core.” But my feminine core had the giggles.

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You know, gang, when you’re a superhero, you never know where the day will take you.

They pulled a dead body out of the water, outside our window this morning. I didn’t see it, but Paco did. On his birthday no less. He also witnessed the guy who jumped from the bridge onto our parking lot last year. Right outside the meeting room window. Yes, death of instantaneous on that one. And messy. He’s handling this one better. We have no evidence that the victim jumped from the bridge, could have just been a floater. KK passed on an interesting fact: if you cut the body’s belly open before you dump them in the water, it releases all the gasses, and they won’t float. Cool. Filing that grisly tidbit away for when I become a mystery writer.

Evildeb does not just cause pain in others, but also to herself. She has to get regular massages, to keep herself relaxed, or her head will literally pop off her neck from the tension. This means my calendar is full of notes regarding her comings and goings, and workings from home, due to her appointments.

jodi: so… are you working from home or not?

evildeb: on Wednesday afternoon I’m working from home

jodi: but you just cancelled it.

evildeb: no…I cancelled the original Monday apt

evildeb: just now

jodi: such a pain in the ass.

evildeb: indeed

jodi: i’m going to need an ass massage because of you.

evildeb: well, try to schedule it after work hours so you won’t have to put it tin the calendar

evildeb: your ass, or the apt

jodi: oh no. that is not fair.

evildeb: neither should be in my calendar

jodi: i am going to have it in the afternoon

evildeb: fine

jodi: because i want to work from home after my ass massage

evildeb: but leave your ass out of it

jodi: oh no, my ass is ALL OVER IT

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I’m bigger than you and higher up the food chain. Get in my belly.

I told you that I was going to do some stuff in February that ought to be good for a laugh, if nothing else. One of these things is belly dancing. My cousin, Kirsten, convinced me to take a belly dancing class with her. In truth, she didn’t have to work too hard to convince me. If at all, I’ve been thinking about taking one for a while. It’s my theory that a class like belly dancing might give me a tiny smidgeon of physical coordination. And every little bit helps.

My first class is this Thursday evening. Kirsten started last week, but I had a thing, so I couldn’t go. There are belly dancing supplies that are needed for class. For example, a hip scarf. From what I understand, it’s not just the ability to move in such a way as to make the little coins jingle, but also to be able to move in certain ways and not make them jingle. This is my hip scarf, currently on it’s way to me via USPS:

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We also have these little finger cymbals, called zills. Last week, Kirsten said she flung a zil across the room. I’m thinking, we should sharpen the edges, get really good, and then go on the market as belly dancing assassins!

I’ll let you know how the whole thing works out. I just wanted to show off my little hip scarf because it’s so pretty and sparkly.

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Happy Valentine’s Day!

Happy Valentine’s day everyone. I wuv you and I send you kisses! I got a valentine in the mail from my cat, Pru. Coincidentally, I also got one from my mom on the very same day. But the handwriting is completely different, so I know it was just a coincidence.

I know I have posted this song before, but I’m going to do it again, because it’s always a good idea to bring Thea Gilmore to the attention of someone who has not heard of her. Plus, it’s a valentine song! For those who like their valentine’s with a bit more bite.

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Then and Now: Episode 20 Because I know you like dancing with me.

Officially, I am looking for the motivation to clean. I have company coming next weekend and I will have the best housecleaning intentions right up until they get here. I find Reel Big Fish is good for that. The poppy, peppy music with happy horn, it’s hard to sit still when I’ve got the volume turned up. I know they have lots of cover songs, so I thought I would feature them today. The one I found, however, was a surprise, featuring naughty rocker babe, Lita Ford. Oh, how many Saturday nights did I spend, in the 80’s, going out on Saturday nights to get laid, only to end up getting in a fight? Rhetorical.

Kiss Me Deadly – Lita Ford

I truly do believe that almost any song is improved by a peppy horn section. I’ve saved some other Reel Big Fish 80’s covers for later. Because I know what I like…
Kiss Me Deadly – Reel Big Fish

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Amelia

Amelia has missed you, too.

Jodi: Do you hear that?

Amelia: Hear what?

Jodi: that voice… listen…

Amelia: Hmmmm…. I do… I do hear it! It’s like a voice from our past.

Jodi: He has an office now, his door is closed… why is he screaming? Why does god do this to me?

Amelia: Hee!

Jodi: You’ve been quiet lately. Readers have inquired about your up-to-ness.

Amelia: My what?

Jodi: They want to know what you are up to.

Amelia: Well… ever since you turned your back on me…

Jodi: I did not turn my back on you! I simply angled my monitor, slightly, away from you.

Amelia: Whatever… the point is, since you’ve angled away, I’ve been able to read your monitor. So I pass the time by reading your chats.

Jodi: You do not!

Amelia: I do too! ALL of your chats!

Jodi: all of them?

Amelia: AAAAAAAAAALL of them. Your emails too.

Jodi: gulp.

Amelia: Girlfriend, we’ve got to talk!

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