Hmm, this title is intriguing, let's see what's inside... *click* Blah blah blah; silly illogicalisms, unsubstantiated claims, sexist, ageist, racist, stupid tripe Ahh, crap! I don't want to waste me time on this. Unclick! Unclick! Dammit! Will the back button save me? The page hasn't finished loading...will there be a blue flag in the forums when I refresh? *refresh* CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAP! /story. And that's how I feel tonight.

I used to hate the absurd plethora of advertising ( Link ) that abounds in America. I swear there are people who would sell their souls for a few bucks--the idiot from eBay who is selling his forehead space not withstanding. But lately I've come to embrace a part of it, being the concerned environmentally conscious citizen that I am. Anyway. Today I opened up our credit card bill (oh gee what a thrill!) and out tumbled not one, not two, not three, but four slips of paper for various compan...

Two teenage girls made cookies and delivered them to people in their neighborhood. The thanks they got? A $900 lawsuit by one of the recipients. Short version: Girls made cookies and started delivering them around 9 p.m. to houses that had lights on, with little notes that said, "Have a great night. Love, the T & L club" (their initials). They got to this particular recipient's home at about 10:30 p.m. (seems a bit late to me, but it's not like it's two in the a.m.). These houses are a bi...

I dunno about the rest of y'all, but I'm pleased to see how fiscally conservative our government is. What with parades, fireworks, and other such hoopla, our President's inauguration is going to cost us $40 million American dollars. And apparently, according to the AP wire, that doesn't even cover the security for the event. (I doubt they tabulate and release those line items.) Apparently most of the money is raised by wealthy corporations who finance elections and special interest groups ...

And like most crimes of that category, it's by someone I know. Someone who knows me. Someone who knows my husband. Someone who will probably read this, and to whom I say, leave. Leave now. You're not a JU and never have been, you're not interested in the site, you're not brought here with referrals or any simple curiosity or altruistic reason. You're come here to keep tabs on me and report to others what I say. Others who have no business in my life, like yourself. To my JU friends, I don'...

All dignity aside--I'm delighted that Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince is getting released in the U.S. and the U.K. on July 16. 12:01 a.m., of course, though I intend to have my order into Amazon or some other site so that it will be delivered to me and I won't have to wait for our local bookstore to restock. So seven months.... That's gonna seem like a long time, but it seemed like forever waiting for book V and there was a three-year gap between books III and IV, I'm told. I didn...

My aunt (in law) sent us a Christmas package--very sweet of her. In it, she included candy, a little sled knick-knack, and some wooden blocks with letters and pictures on them, the idea being that they're supposed to spell out "Merry Christmas." They don't. Hence the blog title (they do spell that). * This began promisingly: A few minutes ago, H was tugging my pants down around my ankles on the living room floor. There was some biting involved. Perhaps a few rugburns. Alas. He doe...

Once upon a time there was a Bride. Bride got engaged to Groom. As soon as the ring was on her finger, Bride knew she wanted to get married at the rooftop restaurant where Groom proposed: under the stars, with a string quartet and Pachabel's Canon in D and a fluffy tulle gown and a seven-course dinner of lobster and baby cow. When she contacted Rooftop's manager, he said, "Sure, no problem, but our guest limit is 50 people." In spite of coming from highly procreative families, Bride dec...

Yahoo! news is running this headline: "Giuliani Hurt by Scandal Around Former Top NY Cop," referring to Bernard Kerik. The beginning paragraph begins much in the way a backpage teaser on a Harlequin romance novel might: "NEW YORK (Reuters) - Illicit affairs, mob ties, a secret love nest. The hijinks of Bernard Kerik, disgraced just as he aspired to join President Bush's Cabinet, have also bruised the reputation of former New York mayor Rudolph Giuliani, seen by many as a White House contender...

I started to blog under the title "This whole job thing is seriously cutting down my blog time," but since then have had a phone call from my mother. Here are the contents of that phone call. Numbers 1 and 4 are of particular importance to my point. 1) Starting with the moral of this number's story: Old people shouldn't drive. My step-grandmother struck another car head-on 18 months ago, sending the driver to the ICU. Yesterday he served her with papers: seeking medical damages (past and ...

The orientation to my new job takes four weeks. FOUR WEEKS! I know NASA programmers who have shorter orientations than this. Furthermore, I get to sit through ten hours of training to use a program I already know, own, and use often. And here's the kicker: Today one of my many, many supervisors sat me down for two and a half hours and READ THE STUPID STAFF MANUAL OUT LOUD TO ME, IN A TONE NOT UNLIKE THAT WHICH YOU SENSE WHEN YOU READ IN ALL CAPS. I wanted to die by the end of the day. Or shoo...