When you are testing software, a document that has changes made to it, but has not been saved, is called “dirty.” I was reviewing an issue, written by someone in QE [testing] who used the term “force dirty,” and for some reason, it really resonated with me. Sometimes, we are all forced dirty. And when we’ll we be saved?

I’ve been reading a literary blog called MoorishGirl.com lately, and enjoying it very much. And from that website, I found out about Buyblue.org, a website that lists companies who gave charity who align with the blue political sensibilities. From there, I learned I should be buying books from Barnes and Noble, rather than Amazon.com. I think I tend to buy more from Barnes and Noble, because I like going to bookstores and browsing. I should stay away from Walmart [duh], Target [no, sorry. no, can’t do that.] and Circuit City. But I’m free to spend at Costco and Nordstrom. Wheeeee!! And 100% of Netflix’s political contributions went to Democrats. Hot dog, I love the netflix!! But here is one of my favorites… stay away from Hallmark! They don’t care to give what I call the very best. I always knew that place was secretly run by Satan. And during the Day After Christmas sale, all His Dark Minions gather and go to war over 50% the ugly xmas wrapping paper that remains. It truly is Hell on Earth. Believe me, I used to work there.

I was deleting spam, and I accidentally deleted your comment, I am sorry. I didn’t want you to think I was rude. Or you were unwelcome. I just hate that spam so much, I get over deletey.

Alabama, tread carefully, because I am about thisclose to asking you to leave my country. And it’s all Gerald Allen’s fault. This man is a fuckwit and a bigot, just like our President. And I would like both of them to leave the world of politics. Find another occupation, like… farming. Something where, even though they are fuckwits, they can actually contribute something useful to society.

Can someone, anyone, explain to me why we still hate and fear gay people? And by we, I mean society in general. Why would someone even consider proposing a law that would “ban the use of state funds to purchase any books or other materials that ‘promote homosexuality’,” in this new millennium? Aren’t we over this by now? It makes me want to cry. That someone would merrily go about hating people, and we just let it go. Those who wave a bible in my face as an answer can shove their bibles up their asses. And I mean that sincerely. That book is not an excuse to treat people as sick and evil, because they love someone of their own gender. And it shouldn’t be the de-facto guide to law making in our country anyway. Separation of church and state. Remember that, Gerald Allen? You, Gerald, are a moron and a bigot. You are not protecting anyone. You are promoting hate and fear, you want the US Government to tell 10% of our population that there is something wrong with them. Officially. There is nothing wrong with them, but there is something seriously wrong with you. Gerald. Take all of the righteous indignation and put it towards something useful. Like working on a cure for Breast Cancer, or AIDS, or feeding the hungry and housing the homeless. Look at former President Carter, who is a Christian, look what he did… Habitat for Humanity!! Give something positive and loving back to your state.

ggrrr… I’m just so angry. and so so so so disappointed.

ps. Gerald… Jesus thinks you’re an ass.

pps. I’m going to start promoting homosexuality on my blog.

I read the Get Fuzzy everyday, because I enjoy Bucky the cat. Today’s comic explains how you, my internet friends, could help me become a best selling novelist.

Squishy was momentarily possessed by Satan. The space bar on the keyboard quit working, soeverythingIwastypingendeduplikethis. And then, I typed the letter “L” and it would not quit typing the letter. I sat there with my hands in the air as EvilDeb and I watched the window fill up with little “L’s.” I think this is Satan’s way of getting my attention and letting me know I should get working on his bookclub.

Sometime, early Monday morning, my power went off. Which is why I woke up, around 9:30, that morning – listening to the rain on the roof, snuggling with the kitty, and wondering why it was so light outside. And the clock said 1:30 am. Ooops.

Last night, the power went out again, about 7:30. So I walked around the dark dark house and lit candles. The candle I left in the bathroom, was one of those glass jar candles from Illuminations, that smells like food.* I don’t remember what this one smelled like… it was orange colored, so something orangey. I went into the living room and lit a fire in the fireplace [a very good place for one.] After that, I did a patrol around the house, checking my flames. The candle in the bathroom was not just burning at the wick, the entire thing was burning, it was a jar of giant flame.. a squat little torch, sitting on top of the toilet tank. Way more than I could blow out with one breath, so I grabbed a cup and filled it with water and doused it.

Note:

Hot glass jar + cup of cold water = glass and wax explosion of flames.

At first, when it exploded, the wax was still burning, and I thought the fire was going to spread. The smoke alarm was going off, and I was asking myself, aloud, “now… where would the extinguisher be?” For a moment there were large flames all over the toilet tank lid. But the wax splatters burned out quickly, and then it was pitch black again. So I started dumping cups of water all over the place, in case there was a spark anywhere. Just sort of willy nilly, tossing water. When the lights finally came back on, two plus hours later, I was able to assess the damage. Basically, it looks like someone with orange blood and guts was MURDERED in my bathroom. It’s a very violent scene. Of course the white wall, and cabinet, are now smokey white. I looked at it, shook my head, and said, “Right. Ok… tomorrow.”

I’m confident that the Mr. Clean Magic Eraser can take care of the smoke marks, but I’ll probably be scrapping wax for awhile. Maybe I’ll take a picture for you, when I get home.

*I was going to provide a link to the type of candle I lit, but the Illuminations web site is soooo freaking slow, and I’m a little annoyed with my candle experience right now, that they’ll just have to do without the free referral. Some referral.

You’re dying to know, aren’t you? I am a beautiful unicorn!! But look, I have also a Shadow Creature! Take the quiz yourself.
Your Primary Mythical Creature

Air Types
The main strength of the Air types is intellect. The second element indicates the most probable focus for this intellectual activity.
Unicorn
Air with Water
Astrologically associated with Gemini and the Third House
Unicorn types are very concerned with the communication of ideas. They are witty and likeable but can also be quite shy. They are easily bored and easily distracted, and may seem unpredictable and superficial for this reason. Actually they are very deep and are usually trying to find the connections between the people and things around them. They are highly imaginative but not very practical. They love knowledge for its own sake and are not concerned about putting it to use. They are socially astute and sensitive to others’ feelings, but may still appear somewhat aloof. They are drawn to grand schemes for unifying people but these often don’t extend beyond the initial idea. Very logical and rational, Unicorn types are also unconventional and even bizarre. Other people may regard them as fey or just strange.

Your Shadow Creature

Earth Types
All the Earth types have problems relating to productivity and stability. The weakest element indicates the main focus of these problems.
Wodwose
Earth and Fire
This shadow is beset by inertia and a feeling of hopelessness and stagnation. They are prone to depression linked to apparently insuperable odds. They exhibit an attitude of defeat that is betrayed by their fatalism and pessimism. They often find themselves trapped in a rut of grinding routine. They have no energy or sense of direction. They often alienate others because of their negativity and narrow outlook and because they feel anger and resentment toward them. Passive aggression is used to good effect. They are self-neglectful of their physical needs although they may binge on unhealthy foods and substances. The biggest obstacle of weak Fire is to overcome anger and aggression; the biggest obstacle of weak Earth is to overcome self-centeredness and greed.

Admit it, you regard me as fey or just strange.

Well, I finished my fifty thousand words. I put them all in a row, with punctuation and capitalization and such. These words, while not created by me, are arranged in a particular order that came only from my brain. The decision to put commas, periods, quotation marks, question marks, exclamation points and even the occasional semicolon was mine, and mine alone. The images and ideas that come to mind, when one reads these words in their particular order, are mostly lies and fabrications. They never happened. If they did, they did not happen the way I portrayed them. Any resemblance to people or events is purely coincidental.
If all that makes a story, I guess I wrote one.

NaNoWriMo donations have exceeded the $60,000 goal, and it’s not even the end of the month! Which means that they’ve raised enough money to fund three new libraries for children in Cambodia. How cool is that?
guh… I’m still full!
Happy Thanksgiving!

The are installing the new sewer line. I’m pretty excited about it. Because they are professionals, and have all sorts of fancy machines, they do not have to dig a trench the entire way. Just a hole by the house, and then a gigantic hole by the curb, next to the street. Unfortunately, a lovely magnolia tree had to be sacrificed. In reality, the roots of the tree were probably the cause of the problem. We wanted to save the tree, but it was not possible.
I am a huge fan of trees. It’s one of the reasons I live here. And I hate to see a good tree die. I’m saddened.

click for larger image. that’s my stepdad next to the tree.
Rest in peace, sweet magnolia tree.

i’ve been wanting to do some red for a long time. Using the bigger banner babe made that possible. The smaller version was free, and it was hard to select all the tiny pixels of the bikini to change colors. So I broke down and bought the image, and it’s much easier now. And she’s bigger!!
Cuz…. size matters.