Saturday, December 31, 2005

The Biggest Celebrity Moment Of 2005?

Why the Tom Cruise couch jump of course! I have to say, I never really liked Tom Cruise before this year.

I remember watching Oprah that day thinking, "This guy is making me very uncomfortable, yet it's strangely fascinating."

I didn't like Tom Cruise because everyone worshipped him. I just saw him as a guy. Even I have to admit the way he shook up Hollywood this year was amazing.

He made so many people so uncomfortable without even doing anything so horrible.

Actors get arrested all the time and no one so much as bats an eye. A jump on a couch and shaking Oprah a few times and this guy is labeled a lunatic.

I respect when people can stand up for what they believe in even if it goes against the majority.

Tom Cruise also caused quite a stir during an interview with Matt Lauer when he put down Brooke Shields for her use of anti-depressants. Brooke Shields fired back saying his comments were dangerous.

Since when do people trust actors with medical advice? I mean, if he did a commercial and said, "I'm not a doctor but I play one on TV" and then spoke against the drugs wearing a white overcoat, maybe some people would take his advice.

But he didn't, and again Hollywood acts as if we the people are some inferior humans who can't think for ourselves and take everything they feed us as gospel.

For this event that marked the beginning of Tom Cruise's fall from grace, I deem Tom Cruise's Couch Jump "The Biggest Celebrity Moment of 2005".

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Thursday, December 29, 2005

If You Write It, It will Happen

I don't know what it is, but every time I write down my goals, they happen.

I keep a ton of journals. I usually fill three to four per year. I am always writing down my goals. I write them, and usually forget about them. I go back through my journals six months, a year, or two years later and I am constantly amazed at how everything I wrote happened!

It's truly amazing. One of my favorites was when I wrote my ideal guy. I wrote it so detailed and specific, personality, ethnicity, age, height, weight, even income bracket.

I packed it away and forgot about it for three years. When I found it I was stunned. I couldn't believe it. I had written it two years before I met my fiance and it was him.

That forced me to pull out many of my journals and read through them. It was amazing how many things that I had dreamed, written, and later accomplished.

With the New Year coming, my wish for everyone is that they write down their goals. You decide your future.

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Wednesday, December 28, 2005

Happy Birthday Fredi!

My favorite person will be 25 years old today!

In honor of his Birthday, I would like to write a bit about my fiance Fredi and highlight a few of his wonderful qualities.

Fredi is the youngest of 14 children. All the children have the same Mother and Father, and they are still married today.

Everyone always tells me how fortunate I am to have found him. My question is, "What about him! He's fortunate to have found me too, right?" They always say, "well, yeah, but you know what I mean."

Fredi can do anything. He is good at everything. He can fix a roof, fix a car, hang drywall, paint better than a professional, do plumbing, electrical work, train horses, drive a race car, and can speak two languages. Oh, and he's super hot too.

In the four years we have been together, we have only had one argument, and it ended in less than an hour. He has never raised his voice toward me, and has never called me a bad name, or talked bad about me to anyone else.

Fredi also never lets anyone take advantage of him, and can read a persons character from one conversation. I have to admit, he's right 99.9 times out of 100!

One quarter of a century. How the time flies!

I've learned a lot from Fredi, and I look forward to the 25+ more Birthdays we will spend together.

Happy Birthday Fredi!
Tuesday, December 27, 2005

Rich Dad, Poor Dad - My Review

This is one of my favorite books. Rich Dad Poor Dad, by Robert T. Kioyosaki. "What the Rich Teach Their Kids about Money - That the Poor and Middle Class Do Not!"

I first read this book one year ago. I am in the process of reading it again. I have pretty much destroyed the book from all of my highlighting and underlining.

I would seriously pay $50 for this book, and realize I got a bargain. The list price is $16.95.

This book turned on a light for me. I learned that the rich don't work for money, rather their money works for them. Robert Kiyosaki put some ideas into my head. He said to always look for a good investment, to notice things.

When I made an offer on a property, everyone told me I would never get it. My offer was just too low.

My realtor told me I was going to lose the property and it was already "priced to sell". I was told I needed to make a higher offer if I really wanted it.

Funny thing is, I didn't listen and now I am closing on that property at the end of next month.

I kept my eyes and ears open, and now I will own my first investment property at a bargain!

I advise anyone who is serious about getting out of the "rat race" to give this book a try. It would have taken me a lifetime, possibly two to get the information that Mr. Kiyosaki spent his life learning.

The road to financial freedom is a long one, but I think I am going to enjoy the journey. One investment property does not make me a millionaire, but what I learn and apply can.

If you would like to learn more about Robert Kiyosaki you can read his column at Yahoo! Finance or visit his website

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Monday, December 26, 2005

Quick Question, #2

If Jennifer Anniston is America's Sweetheart, what does that make Angelina Jolie?
Sunday, December 25, 2005

Feliz Naviblah

Dialog that is now etched in my mind as a "classic".

Can anyone guess where this from?

"Feliz Naviblah"

"That dosn't mean anything."

"In American, that's Mexican for Merry Christmas."
Saturday, December 24, 2005

A little Snow-loha

I think I'm not the only one homesick for Hawaii...

My friend Amber has moved off of the Rock and on to Italy. Here is a picture of her with her snowman, er snow-woman, Aloha Style.

I'm going to have to dig out my coconut bra and grass skirt and build one of these myself. But, the ukulele stays in the house!
Friday, December 23, 2005

What Should I Tell My Kids About Santa?

Should you tell your kids the truth about Santa Clause?

My answer, Yes!

Picture this, I'm in first grade, in the lunch room at school with my classmates.

There were some sixth graders seated at our table. One of the sixth grade bullies says, "There is no such thing as Santa." My friends and I, jumped to Santa's defense. The bully laughed at us.

I remember my comment distinctly, "My Mom said there is a Santa, so there is! "She does not lie!" That was the first time in my young life I ever stood up for what I believed.

I had spent countless hours listening to my Mother spin tales about Santa. How she waited for him on Christmas Eve and would be so excited when she heard his reindeer and sleigh bells on the roof of our house.

All year, she would tell me, "Santa's watching!" Even when I'm alone? I wondered. I was a bit creeped out by this I must admit. It put the fear of Santa in me.

Finally, I learned the truth about Santa. Immediately I remembered that afternoon in the lunchroom. I was devastated. I felt like a fool, humiliated.

What bothered my was not that Santa did not exist, what bothered me was that my Mother would trick me. She could no longer be trusted!

What about The Easter Bunny? Lie! The Tooth Fairy? Lie! All lies! How about God? Jesus? They're real. Are you sure? Why should I trust you Mom?

It was difficult from that point forward to trust anything my Mother said. Not all kids have this type of devastation, but I did, and so do some others.

Why ruin your credibility? Let Santa be what he is, a fun character based on a Saint. Not a lie. Santa is fun, I think he adds to the Christmas experience.

Christmas is about the birth of Jesus, but I don't want to see a baby wrapped in swaddling clothes taking pictures with kids. It just wouldn't be sanitary. Ya dig?

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Thursday, December 22, 2005

You, Only Animated, Avatar by Yahoo!

Yahoo! Avatars

Yahoo! has a new toy. Now when I go to the welcome screen of my Yahoo! E-mail account, I see this cartoon version of myself.

It's called an avatar, and it is a free service for Yahoo! users. You can customize the skin, hair, eyes, change the clothes, mood, and background.

Build one for yourself one HERE.

This is virtual me in my virtual Christmas outfit on the virtual beach.

Don't I look great?

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Wednesday, December 21, 2005

Take A Load Off, And Pet A Pet People

Animals are better to have around than people because:

-They don't talk back, they just listen.
-They are so simple and easy to please.

People are better to have around than animals because:

-They talk back, they don't just listen.
-They are complex and not always easy to please, but they always surprise us.

I sure am glad we have both people and animals. No matter how annoying people can be sometimes. It's just nice to have a pet that can give us a break from the people once in awhile.

If you are stressed out from family and friends this Holiday Season, spend some time with a dog or cat and just relax. If you don't have a pet, borrow one for a few minutes.

Studies show a few minutes with a pet can lower your blood pressure and boost your immunity.

You can read more about the healthy affects of animals on humans HERE.

So from now on when people come to my house I'm going to add to my usual "Would you like something to drink? Make yourself at home."

And say "Take a load off, and pet the dog."
Tuesday, December 20, 2005

Toy Cars, Not Always a Good Gift.

Be careful about getting one of those toy electric cars for your children this Christmas.

One year, my daughter got an electric Barbie Lamborghini for Christmas. You know the little electric cars that kids can drive?

She was three years old at the time, and I had asked her to put her toys away. She was giving me a difficult time. I was not backing down, she had to put her toys away. What I say goes!

Haley choked back her tears, stood as tall as she could as she puffed out her chest as she pointed to the driveway and said, "If you don't stop this right now I am going to get into my car, and drive to Mimi's!"

It was all I could do to hold back my laughter. It was just too cute. Mimi is what she calls her Grandmother.

I gave her a hug and put the toys away myself. I lost to a three year old.
Monday, December 19, 2005

You Learn The Darndest Things Sometimes.

I went to a seminar by Kalei Inn, Ph. D.

One of the things I will never forget is when she said, she was always stubbing her toes.

You know how that is, right? You walk into a dresser and bang goes your toes, then you are doubled over in pain.

She said that what she did was say to herself "I'm not going to stub my toes anymore!" Then, from that moment on it just stopped.

I decided to try it, I had the same problem. I was walking into things and always losing my keys.

I said "I'm not going to stub my toes or lose my keys anymore!" You know, from that moment on, I stopped bumping into things and I stopped losing my keys. It worked!

It's been two years, and I can't remember stubbing my toes since that time, but I do remember misplacing my keys once.

Not bad considering I used to do both of those things almost on a daily basis.

It is amazing the things we can learn, if we can stop being so skeptical and think outside the box once and awhile.

Thanks Kalei!
Sunday, December 18, 2005

War on Spam! It's So ON

This week, I saw two popular blogs fire back at Spam Commenters who were plaguing their sites.

The fist bomb was launched by Perez from He went for the throat, publishing the spammers name, home address and home telephone number!

The spammer was attacking his blog with hate comments. Perez didn't get the title "Hollywood's Most Hated Website" for nothing.

The second, Darren Rowse from exposed 12daily pro and Andrew Hillman as what they are, SPAMMERS!

Darren took a more tactful approach. Read his post here.

Each bloggers identification of their spammer matches the style and personality of the blogger.

Well done guys!
Saturday, December 17, 2005

NSA Authorization is OK With Me

Remember This?

I don't know about the rest of you, but if someone has a clear link to al-Qaida and related groups I feel safer knowing that someone is eavesdropping on their conversations.

President Bush authorized a secret eavesdropping program more than 30 times since September 11, 2001.

The world we live in simply is not safe. An ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure.

The liberal press and their big mouths have now put US citizens in danger. In an effort to smear the President, they damaged our national security. Now the terrorists will be more private in the plotting of our demise.

In the arguments against the president, many are quick to point out that there are also "a handful of Republicans opposed to the program". Arlen Spector? Does he really count as a Republican? He is more liberal than some liberals.

Just because there are no airplanes flying into buildings this year does not mean that terrorist attacks are not being thwarted as we speak.

Some people should shut up and think once and awhile.

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Friday, December 16, 2005

When Life Gives You Lemons...

It must be the snow, but all I can do lately is think of other places. A few years ago I went to St. Lucia. I went to my first "All Inclusive" Resort, LeSport.

I had to leave for the airport at 4:00 in the morning. I had my passport in my carry on, but for some reason, I left my wallet on my dresser.

I didn't realize that I had forgotten my wallet until I got to Puerto Rico. Dag! I had no money. I mean not one dollar. All of my cash and credit cards were at home in Pennsylvania sitting on my dresser.

I was going to be there for 10 days, thankfully the resort had complimentary shuttle service. I figured I could survive until my parents could wire me my money.

I made a collect call to my parents, and they said they would wire me the money. I gave them all of the instructions. Everyday I waited. No money. I called again on day five, my parents said "No! We are not going to wire you the money, it's too much trouble." It was my money, and they couldn't be bothered to drive ten minutes to the Western Union.

I was sad that I couldn't leave the resort to explore the island. I had no money to go anywhere. It wasn't too bad because I got to snorkel and do water sports. All the meals were already paid for, and the resort included two spa treatments per day, so I wasn't exactly roughing it.

It came time to go home. I took the complimentary shuttle back to the airport, gave the driver a smile and explanation of why he was not getting a tip.

When I went to the airport to check in, they wanted me to pay a Departure Tax! I didn't know you had to pay tax to leave the country.

I tried to sell her my jewelry. I was desperate, and I started to panic! I cursed my parents under my breath.

There was a woman in line behind me that had all of these huge drums and cases. She came up to me to ask what was wrong. I told her I didn't have money to leave the country. She pulled out a $20 bill and handed it to me. And said "keep it, you should not have to travel without money".

I asked her for her address so I could return her money when she got home. She said "no, you keep it." We started to talk while we waited to board the plane. I asked her what was with all the drums and equipment. She said "they are my son in laws. He and my daughter have the children and I wanted to help them by taking some of the equipment home." I said, "Oh, who's your son in law, would I know him?"

She said, "Paul Simon" I got so excited! I said you're "Edie Brickell's
Mom?" I love her! The other people there didn't know who Edie Brickell was, but everybody knew who Paul Simon is. I told her, I can't believe Edie Brickell's Mom, Paul Simon's mother in law gave me 20 bucks!"

I thanked her profusely. Even before I knew who she was, I couldn't stop thanking her.

Then I wasn't so mad at my parents anymore. I wouldn't have met such a lovely woman or had a cool story to tell if I had normal parents.
Thursday, December 15, 2005

Find A Penny Pick It Up...

Remember as a child the excitement you had when you found a penny on the ground? Remember how we would save money to buy the things that we wanted?

Yesterday, I saw a little three year old girl pick up a shiny penny and then lift it into the air in triumph to show her Mother her prize.

Today, we see a nickel on the ground and could not be bothered to pick it up.

I have a friend who would sort through her change and throw her pennies into the garbage. That is quite a difference.

My daughter started to picking up change a few months ago. Anything, pennies, nickels, dimes, or quarters. She already has 20 dollars!

We should all have more enthusiasm in finding money and not just spending it. Even Jesus told Peter to get a coin from the mouth of a fish to pay his taxes. Now that is creative!

With the new year coming, I would like to put more of an effort to be more childlike concerning money. Childlike in my enthusiasm, not immature in handling it.
Wednesday, December 14, 2005

If All Else Fails, Laugh!

An elderly gentleman approached me today. At first, he was staring at me with real wide eyes. Then he covered his mouth with his hand in shock.

Then his expression changed into laughter, and he whispered, "Would you believe I thought you weren't wearing pants?"

I look down at my pants, and they are a rust color. He mistakenly thought the color was skin! How funny was that?

Oh, to get old and have your vision start to fail. If you can laugh about it, I'm sure that helps.
Tuesday, December 13, 2005

The Lengths I Will Go To Annoy My Mother

After I dropped out of college the first time, I decided to move to Italy.
Rome, Italy to be exact.

At first I got completely grossed out by the women not shaving their underarms. After a few months I had gotten quite used to it.

I later tired of not being able to leave the apartment. I would run through the streets trying to exscape the Italian boys chasing me. They would stalk me and follow me wherever I went.

A few months of that and I decided it was time to go home.

When I got home, I thought it would be fun to gross out the Americans so I stopped shaving my underarms.

Hey, if the Italian women could do it, so could I!

It didn't last very long, but it was so much fun to lift my arms in front of my mother. She would scream and chase me around the house with a razor. I would laugh and run and make her embarassed in front of her friends. A fate worse than death for my Mother.

Winter time came, and I was grossing myself out. It was time to tame the beast that was my underarms.

I never did find another way to get under my Mothers skin that was so effective. It sure was fun while it lasted.
Monday, December 12, 2005

Have a Very Merry Holiday?

That just sounds stupid. I know I defended the President and his Christmas Card this year. Maybe I jumped too quickly.

This "Politically Correct" rubbish is grating on my nerves and it's only December 12.

There really is no romance to "Have a Merry Holiday!" Christmas is what sparks joy in my heart.

I don't mind "Happy Holidays" or "Seasons Greetings". But Merry Holidays is just trying too hard. It's like how a straight laced business man trying to use slang would sound! Not cool.

My List of Non-Politically Correct Season Greetings:

Happy Hanukkah
Merry Christmas
Happy Kwanzaa
Feliz Navidad
Mele Kalikimaka

And any other type of Holiday Greeting that people say from their hearts.

What I want for Christmas is for people to use whatever holiday greeting they choose freely, and not to be scared of offending anyone.

OK? Thanks.

Merry Christmas!

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Jessica Simpson Single in The City?

Jessica Simpson is said to be "considering" doing another Reality TV Show. (source)

At the moment she is apartment hunting in New York City according to Life & Style Magazine.

In the first clear sign that Jessica Simpson is moving on since she announced her split from hubby Nick Lachey, Life & Style can exclusively report that the blond sensation is house-hunting in New York City!

I think it's a great idea. Having a Television Crew following her around should actually be comforting for her. It's familiar, especially if she is on the other side of the country.

Not only that, it should keep her out of trouble. She will think twice before she does something stupid. Well, she will say something stupid, but that's her charm.

The only question I have is, will she be as charismatic without Nick?

I hope Jessica says "yes" to the reality show. Then, we can all find out if the magic was Jessica, or if it was Nick & Jessica.

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Saturday, December 10, 2005

Hawaii Vs. Pennsylvania

I don't talk about Hawaii too much. It makes me homesick. Today I was listening to Mele Kalikimaka, and now I cannot stop thinking about my Island home.

In Hawaii, I managed an Internet Cafe & Online Tour Company. It was great, my job was to sell tours and work the Internet Cafe. I was online constantly.

In order to sell tours, I had to go on them all to try them out first. The pay was junk, but the perks were to die for.

I had to go to all the islands on luau's, snorkeling, scuba diving, kayaking, parasailing, and many other activities.

I have to go get a tissue now to dry my eyes.

I met my fiance in Hawaii. The Company I was working for, is based in a Hotel Lobby. Fredi was on the crew that came in to do the Hotel Remodelations.

People always say that he must really love me to have moved to Pennsylvania from Hawaii. He was excited about moving to PA at first, he saw snow for the first time. The excitement dwindled after only a few days.

The biggest difference between Pennsylvania and Hawaii is how fast time flies here. Whoosh! Just like that.

In Hawaii, people relax and enjoy themselves. Well, not the chronic's, but that is another story.

Chronics - crystal Meth Addicts. Probably one quarter of the population of Oahu.

As soon as you get off the plane you can feel the difference. In Hawaii, you get off the plane, you feel the Aloha and the positive energy. In Pennsylvania, you get either a slap of humidity in the face or a slap of cold air depending on the time of year. Whoosh! You immediately need to pick up the pace.

On the drive home from the airport in Hawaii, someone will surely give you a Shaka (Hang Loose) sign.

On the drive home from the airport in Pennsylvania, someone will surely give you the finger.

When I am surfing, I start to really feel the rhythm of the ocean. My theory is, water is magnetic, you start to roll like the waves. Relaxation is in those waves. The ocean is your morning ritual.

In Pennsylvania, my morning ritual consists of reading my Bible, and drinking hot tea to try and prepare myself for the busy day ahead.

One day I will move back to Hawaii. Until then, I may not love the place where I am, but I am surrounded by people that I love.

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Friday, December 09, 2005

How Was Your Day?

How much snow did you get today?

Here, we got about seven inches of snow.

Most messed up thing you did today:

Here is what I did:
Fredi dug my car out of the snow for me for a half an hour, then I waved good-bye to him after his car went sideways and he got stuck in the snow.

I have a sprained neck and shoulder, so I couldn't help him anyway. Why should we both be late for work?

The neighbor boys dug him out, so it was all good.

Best thing that happened all day?

I made more sales today than I made all of last month.

The most exciting and sad thing you saw today?

I watched two police officers and two security men wrestle a man to the ground and then slapped cuffs on him. They were yelling at him to "freeze!"

He wouldn't listen. That was when they wrestled him to the ground. The police were telling him to put his hands behind his back, he wouldn't listen. They really roughed him up.

As it turns out, he was deaf.

That was my day today. How was your day?
Thursday, December 08, 2005

Complicated? No, It's The Simple Life

Now neither Nicole or Paris is engaged. Nicole Richie and DJ AM announced their split.

On the next season of The Simple Life to be aired on E!, Nicole and Paris will be learning how to become domestic by playing the wife to a ready made family. A la Trading Spouses.

Now that they have dumped each other, their fiances, and been dumped by Fox I think a much better plot would be...

To help people dump best friends, boyfriends, parents, and fiances. They could help people have a "Simple Life" by getting rid of wrong complicated relationships.

E! call me, we can talk.

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Wednesday, December 07, 2005

What Would Jesus Do?

I know there are a lot of Christians outraged at George and Laura Bush's Christmas Card this year.

I too am a Christian, so I'd like to set the record straight. I am in no way offended by the Whitehouse Christmas Card. The card this year has a more somber tone. Well, we are at war people.

The scripture inside, Psalm 28:7

The Lord is my strength and my shield;
In Him my heart trusts;
So I am helped, and my heart exults,
and with my song I give thanks to Him.

I think it's beautiful. I never "X" Christ out of Christmas. OK, so the President said "Holiday Season" instead of "Christmas". Personally, I didn't mind.

I celebrate Jesus every day of the year. Besides, He was born in October.

We need to spend our time acting the way Jesus would. Pick your battles.

Where were those outraged Christians when the Ten Commandments were taken out of our public schools?

The passion is there, but instead of flinging mud at your fellow Christians, get into the trenches and fight the real fight. The one for our Children. Leave the President alone, he has a war to fight.
Tuesday, December 06, 2005

The REAL revenge of the Nerds

"Back in the Day" nerds or geeks wore pocket protectors and played with computers. They lived a sedentary computer and gadget lifestyle. All the "cool" people played sports and made fun of the "geeks" or "nerds".

The "geeks" spent a lot of time in front of a computer, mostly solitary with the exception of their other computer geek friends.

Times sure have changed. Geeks like Bill Gates rule the world. They make the money, and they can get any woman they want. Unlike Wyatt and Gary from the movie Wierd Science who had to create a woman.

I used to be one of the cool people. Socializing, playing sports, and not spending much time indoors. Now, I have become more like the nerds spending most of my free time in front of a computer. I too have become more sedentary.

Today, all the "cool" people are the computer savvy. A lot of people spend time on forums and in chat rooms. The nerds planned their revenge well, they made the "geek lifestyle" mainstream.
Sunday, December 04, 2005

Suicide or Murder? You Decide.

I just read an article in the New York Post about Lee Yoon-hyung.

She was a South Korean Samsung Heiress studying at New York University in NYC.

Her ex-boyfriend found her body dangling behind a door in her New York apartment by an electrical cord.

At first her death was reported as a car accident by a Samsung spokesman. But then, the reporters found no record of a car accident involving Lee Yoon-hyung in the New York City Area.

They the "truth" was revealed that it was a suicide. I just don't buy this. The Heiress' father is Samsung Chairman and CEO, Lee Kun-hee. Lee Yoon-hyung's shares in Samsung alone are reportedly worth 191 million.

Sure, her fathers health is ailing (he is said to be suffering from Cancer), and her boyfriend had broken up with her.


This girl had so much to live for. Do you think at 26 years old she would end her own life over a guy?

She was beautiful, famous, and studying over seas in New York City. She was a real go getter. Not wanting to be known for her families accomplishments. She wanted to make her own name for herself.

Sure her heart was broken by her ex-boyfriend. The same one ex-boyfriend that found her dead. Lee Yoon-hyung's parents disapproved of the relationship because he was "middle class". Why did he let himself into her apartment if they were no longer together?

Ruling it so quickly as a suicide does not sit well with me. Something is wrong with this story. I'm sure there could be numerous suspects. Murder I can believe, suicide I just do not believe.

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Saturday, December 03, 2005

Kimora Lee Simmons Says "Think Big"

Last night I was watching 20/20. They were showcasing The New Rich. Hip-Hop Mogul Kimora Lee Simmons was one of the featured entrepreneurs.

As soon as I heard her start to talk, I grabbed my notebook. Her first tip was "Think Big". So far so good. I like that.

Then when she called Baby Phat an "Aspirational Lifestyle Brand" I saw her vision. That is a new phrase for me. Baby Phat products are affordable symbols of success and aspiration.

Even if Baby Phat customers have to scrape together money to buy one of her products they get a piece of the excessive life she leads.

Kimora also said something I liked, "for now". Meaning if that was all her customers could afford, it is only for now. She wants women to do well in business and to aspire live the good life.

She said that when a customer buys her product it satiates her hunger for the glamorous excessive lifestyle.

Find a need and satisfy it. That is a basic business strategy. That basic strategy makes her millions of dollars.

The last and most important thing I have in my notebook is, Kimora said the secret to wealth is to give. She strongly believes the more you give the more you get.

If you are a good steward over a little money, you can prove yourself worthy of a lot of money.

How much good can we do if we are not extremely wealthy? Don't get me wrong, even giving one dollar can help. But, imagine what we could do if we are like Kimora Lee Simmons and Think Big!

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Friday, December 02, 2005

Take this job and shove it!

I was a college dropout. I decided to pick up some extra cash waitressing while I was starting a new business.

The waitress deal was working out quite nicely. The Couple that owned the restaurant treated me very well. I became friends with their daughter. We were close to the same age. We hung out all the time.

One day when I was at work, her Dad (my boss) asked me to show him my horse. He said I could stay on the clock, and he loved horses and it was his dream to ride one. I asked if his daughter was coming. He said she was busy.

At this point I didn't think too much of it. We went to the farm, I showed him the horse and then we headed back to the restaurant.

On the way back to the restaurant, he propositioned me. If I would have an affair with him, he would pay me.

Let me tell you, I was ready to jump out of a moving vehicle. I reached for the door handle and said "You're married! I teach Sunday School! I don't even say curse words. Let me out of here!"

He apologised and stopped the car. I jumped out and ran back to the restaurant. I was so upset. I was planning on quitting that stupid job.

I went home to try and tell my Dad what happened. I figured my Dad would pay my boss a visit. You know, maybe fit him in some cement shoes or something.

Here is how the conversation went with my Dad:

Me: "Dad, I have to quit my job."

Dad: "Why?"

Me: "My boss came on to me, and wanted to cheat on his wife with me." (I'm bracing for the yelling.)

Dad: "Oh grow up! That's life. Don't quit your job over something so stupid!"

I just stood there in shock. I got a two fold education that day.

There are dirty old men in this world, and Dads just don't understand.
Thursday, December 01, 2005

If you don't blog, maybe you should.

I love being a blogger. You have a platform. You can call out people on their behavior. Maybe, even in front of an audience.

So many times, we suffer in silence. Unable to say a word.

Or, maybe something so terrific has happened, and there is no one to tell.

At least here, in the blogosphere we can publish our own thoughts and possibly learn something about ourselves in the process.

There is a fine line between being able to work through "issues" and actually making yourself more vulnerable through blogging.

I try and look at situations that actually hurt in one way or another, and find the humor in them.

Not all things are bad of course. A lot of really good things happen as well. Blogging is a way to grow, as a writer and as person.

I have always kept a diary. Ever since I was eight. So believe me when I say it is much better to be able to cut and paste than to write your little heart out only on paper. Now, I do both.

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Wednesday, November 30, 2005

Give me an Awww, and I will be happy.

This is not what I had intended to post today, but my computer crashed when I tried to download the new version of firefox. I'm a devoted firefox fan and 1.5 was released today. I should have just been satisfied with the old version. I think I hurt the little guys feelings, and this was payback.

After four hours of tinkering with my dumb laptop, I went to my doctor appointment. It turns out I have tendonitis, bursitis, a sprained neck, and a sprained shoulder. It doesn't get much better than this.

I got these injuries at work. My work station is not ergonomic at all. There are some really obnoxious people who slap you on the arm or on the back to say hello. That doesn't help to much either.

The good news is, I am so drugged out on the medication they have given me I can sit and stare into space. The bad news is, I am so drugged out on the medication they have given me I just sit and stare into space.

Hopefully tomorrow I can see through this medication induced haze and fix my computer to get to the images I need to post something that is not pathetic.

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Tuesday, November 29, 2005

My First Christmas Card of The Year

I opened up my mailbox today and inside was a card.

I saw the gold return address, flipped it over and there was The Offical Seal of The President of The United States.

My Christmas Card! I was so excited I started to jump up and down and do a little dance in front of my mailbox.

This years card is "The Jackson Magnolia with Barney, Miss Beazley, and India Bush" By the artist Jamie Wyeth.

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Monday, November 28, 2005

A Useful Driving Tip

Yesterday I was on the freeway and needed to implement one of my driving techniques. I'm no expert but I tend to pick up a few tricks.

You are driving down the freeway, and something happens that you need to slam on the brakes. You don't want to cause a pile up right?

You know the situation, someone does something stupid, or all of a sudden traffic slows or comes to a halt. You feel helpless that someone can rear end you.

Whenever this happens, I immeadiately put on my hazard lights. A quick push of a button and I can alert the cars that come speeding up behind me to be cautious.

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Sunday, November 27, 2005

It Was Meant To Be

I was watching The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants last night, and my head flooded with memories of Greece.

A few summers ago I spent four weeks island hopping in Greece. There is one memory in particular sticks out in my mind.

We were on the island of Paros, I had just gotten off the roughest ferry ride of my life from Antiparos. I actually vommited over the side of the boat. When I got off of the ferry I literally kissed the ground.

I sat down at the port to wait for my sea sickness to subside. I looked down, and saw a puppy in the gutter. He was shivering, even though it was about 75 degrees that day. His little belly was distended from starvation.

In Greece there are packs of stray dogs everywhere. People are just used to them I guess. Me, being the American that I am, I could not leave the puppy in the gutter.

My sea sickness was fading as I ran to the store to buy some dog food and a cup for water. I hand fed him and helped him drink the water. He managed half a wag. I decided to keep him. If we didn't he would die.

We took "Tixi" with us to a few more islands. A few days later we ended up in Athens. Little Tixi was changing. He had gone from the puppy that was content in your arms to the puppy that tore apart the hotel room.

Tixi was way too energetic. It became apparent that we could no longer travel with a dog. I didn't know what to do.

We were walking through the streets of Pireaus and saw a depressed crippled woman slumped over in a wheel chair. She looked as if she had given up on life.

When this woman saw Tixi her face lit up like a Christmas tree. She didn't speak English, and I don't speak Greek, but somehow we were able to communicate. She wanted to hold the puppy. Tixi loved her right away and this woman loved him back.

I asked her if she wanted to keep him. She said "Yes!" This woman was so thankful. I had to take a picture, it was such a beautiful thing.

With a crooked fist she waved good-bye and I knew the two of them were meant to be together.

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Saturday, November 26, 2005

Brawl Friday

Black Friday has always been a time of frayed nerves and anxious shoppers. It marks the start of the Holiday Shopping Season.

Yesterday at a Walmart in Florida, things really got out of hand. There was a feeding frenzy over some cheap laptops. A man was wrestled to the ground when he cut the line. Full story and video here.

Who knew shopping could be so dangerous? Dell is offering a $399 notebook. I hope nobody hits me with a rock.

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Friday, November 25, 2005

A Shopping Story

Picture this, I'm four years old. I'm shopping with my Mother in a department store. Being the kind of person that I am, I would hide inside the clothing rounders. If you stand up on the legs of the clothing racks, no one can see you. It's a great hiding place.

My Mother was searching for me, calling me, "Deanna, where are you?" I stayed vewy vewy quiet. I was hiding you know. Then, it stopped. I didn't hear my Mothers voice anymore. It was time to peek out from between the clothes.

She was gone! How could she be gone? I started to look for her. I saw a clerk. The clerk said, "Are you lost?" I nodded.

The next thing I remember was sitting up on the counter at the service desk. There were three women there asking me what my name was. I told them it was Elmer Fudd. They kept questioning me "What is your name little girl?" I insisted, "My name is Elmer Fudd".

Finally, over the intercom I heard "Will Elmer Fudd's Mother please come to the Service Desk. Elmer Fudd's Mother to the Service Desk please."

My Mom came running because she knew exactly who Elmer Fudd was.

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Thursday, November 24, 2005

Nick & Jessica SPLIT!

Nick Lachey and Jessica Simpson announced their separation to US Weekly last night.

"After three years of marriage, and careful thought and consideration, we have decided to part ways."

"This is the mutual decision of two people with an enormous amount of respect and admiration for each other. We hope that you respect our privacy during this difficult time."

Lets face it, Jessica didn't write that press release. If she did she would have asked, "What does mutual mean? Does it have something to do with money?" However, the timing was brilliant. Right at the start of the four day holiday weekend, the press can have a few days to cool off.

This Thanksgiving, we can all be thankful that we are not Nick Lachey and Jessica Simpson. All the money in Hollywood is not worth losing someone you love.

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Wednesday, November 23, 2005

I may sound glib, but I'm malingering

I subscribe to The Word of The Day from I have always been fascinated with knowing the exact definition of a word.

The other day the word of the day was malinger. It is a verb that means "to pretend incapacity or illness to avoid a duty or work." How nice of someone to invent a word that sounds like a sickness. Hey boss, I can't come into work today. What's wrong? I have a bad case of malinger.

When I watched the now infamous interview between Tom Cruise and Matt Lauer, Tom told Matt he was glib. Glib means to show little thought or preparation. How often do we have to consult a dictionary when a celebrity speaks? That in itself was impressive.

With Thanksgiving Day tomorrow, I'm already in the relaxation spirit and I suspect that I am not alone. Happy Thanksgiving.

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Tuesday, November 22, 2005

The Best Christmas Gifts

With Thanksgiving Vacation coming up this week, I thought this would be a good time for a project.

I always like to have my daughters artwork. I don't like having it on scraps of paper or any other type of media that is easily destructible.

My daughter approached me this year, with a "Can I just give you 20 bucks for Christmas? I don't know what to get you." I said "What! I want the same thing you gave me last year."

Last year, I bought a few pre-stretched canvasses, and invited my niece over. I said, what I want for Christmas, is for the two of you to make me and your mother a painting. The girls were a little intimidated at first. Being only eight and eleven years old and having to do a "real" painting.

I got out the pencils and the newsprint. I said, "What are you going to draw?" Both girls had no idea. I said, "OK, how about a snowman?" They both got excited about the idea. After they drew their snowmen, I got out the paint and some glitter. I had them do a practice run on the newsprint before I gave them the canvas.

I wanted them to get used to the Acrylic Paints, the texture, the brushes, how to mix colors. They then drew the picture on their canvas and after that, they went to town with the paint and glitter. The pictures came out adorable. My Sister was so surprised when she got her gift. My daughter and my niece were able to give gifts from their hearts that didn't cost them money.

Everyone tells me, "Your daughter is so creative". She totally is. Most kids are, give them a project, and you will get some beautiful art that you will have forever.

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Monday, November 21, 2005

Mr. Puggles Meets Santa

It's not yet Thanksgiving, but I'm already in the Holiday Spirit. Last night we took the dog to the mall to get his picture taken with Santa. After waiting in line for an hour and a half, I wanted to post his picture.

As we were waiting in line, I was entertaining the other people around us showing off the Pug. He can say "Mom" on command. He also says it when he wants my attention.

Everyone was laughing and saying what a special dog he is. Then he spun around and pooped on the floor. I think he did it for the attention. I was so embarrassed I said, "He can talk, but he's not potty trained." That Mister Puggles!

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Sunday, November 20, 2005

It should have been a sign, Internet Edition

WARNING: This post is only moderately funny

Lately I have been spending way to much time on the Internet. I decided to do a "It should have been a sign", dedicated to it.

It should have been a sign that I have been spending too much time on the Internet when:

In my head, I hear Susan Powter saying "Stop the Technology!"
I giggle every Tuesday night saying "I'm going to watch My Name is URL".
I call my dog, dogpile.
I call my Dad, dadpile.
I got tendonitis from typing.
I actually said out loud, "I've been so busy uploading all day, I need to go home and download".
I have certain people labeled as "spam".
I find myself wishing that some of the people I am speaking with had to go through "word verification" before they can make comments.
As I'm reading my Bible, I am praying for God to add a search button.
I started writing this post.

If you are experiencing any of these symptoms let them be a sign. Momentarily turn off the computer and "Stop The Technology".

Don't say I didn't warn you!

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Saturday, November 19, 2005

Phillip Morris says: "Talk to your kids about smoking"

I don't know how serious I can take this advice from a cigarrete manufacturer. I was half listening to a commercial, it was saying "Talk to your kids about smoking". It was actually quite endearing. I stopped what I was doing to watch it. I really thought it was a public service ad. At the end of the commercial it said log on to for more information. I was like, whoa, way to cover your butts Phillip Morris.

Of course I had to log on to see what they had. They dedicated quite a bit of bandwidth to their Parent Resource Center. To me, it's kind of like a hooker with HIV that says "I have HIV, so you may not want to sleep with me" for a commercial. But, after the shoot she is out leaning into some teenagers car offering her services. Craziness I tell ya!

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Friday, November 18, 2005

Talan to Marry Kim Stewart, For REALS?

What a publicity goldmine. Who comes up with this stuff? Do you think the idea came to light right after the Paris Hilton car accident? Did Kimberly decide to hire Paris Hilton's Publicist?

I can see it now. "Talan, you are hot right now after that accident. Your time on Laguna Beach has ended. It would be in your best interest to do something else unexpected. The timing would be perfect if you proposed to your girlfriend. Your fame would skyrocket." "But I don't want to marry her." "You don't actually have to marry her, just get engaged." "Then we can schedule a break up to coincide with your album drop, Kay?"

Talan Torriero to Marry Kim Stewart was so brilliant, he or she deserves a raise. I'm so not a Kim Stew fan, but this is hilarious. Talan is what, 18 if he's lucky. You go you little publicity rock monsters!

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Thursday, November 17, 2005

Should have saved it for the wedding night...

I was on the Pennsylvania Turnpike heading into Philadelphia this past Sunday when I saw the Amerber Alert signs telling us to watch out for a red Jetta with a Male and Female inside the car. I was thinking a couple grabbed a little girl, but it turned out to be David Ludwig and Kara Borden.

Dave Lucas on his Capital Region People blog has an informative post with all the links including ones to Kara and David's blog.

Almost every problem I or anyone else has can be traced back to premarital sex. Hear me out, OK? If Kara Borden would not have been in an inapropriate relationship with David Ludwig, do you think he would have had enough passion to murder her parents? Probably not.

He was wearing what I call sex goggles. You know, kind of like beer goggles but worse because this kind usually lasts until you are no longer in that type of a realtionship with a person. You stay with some loser because you mentally impared from the sex.

My Mother was wearing sex goggles when she got pregnant from my biological father who was a heroin addict. Thanks for the legacy Mom. She was 18. I was wearing them when I got pregnant with my daughter. She pays for my impared judgement every day of her life, because she has no relationship to speak of with her Father.

Kara Borden's entire family has to pay for the rest of their lives too because of it. Her parents paid for it with their lives. The teenage girls I see pushing baby carriages around don't know it, but it wasn't exactly the unprotected sex that was their problem. It was that they had sex at all.

Parents and future parents, when you tell your kids not to have sex before marriage, tell them why. Don't tell them it's because the Bible says so. It says so, but God is not stupid. He has a reason, and the reason is to protect us. Tell them why your life got so screwed up for not being obedient. Didn't have a Dad growing up? Married the wrong man or woman? Endured years of abuse? Did have a Dad, but he was never around?

Show kids how precious they are, and that sex of any type is not an option. You know, save it for the wedding night. Tell them it is not bad, but a gift. One that keeps on giving one way or another.

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Wednesday, November 16, 2005

Press Monster Paris Hilton Gets Struck Again

Paris, why did you have to ditch Tink? She never bit you in the face did she?

I know this is rude, but I would like to see a video of Paris Hilton's pet monkey Baby Luv when she clawed Paris' face. Uh, just to make sure it really happened.

How is it that Paris always comes out of every situation smelling like a rose? Her boyfriend trashes two of her cars, and she still lets him drive. Doesn't anyone care that she is still letting him drive? She should ban him from driving her cars.

Now her monkey scratches up her face and no one has any pictures? Maybe that story was just made up to keep her in the press, who knows. Paris has more incidents than Nick Lachey and Jessica Simpson have break up rumors.

The thing is, each incident adds to her popularity. She really has that press thing down pat. How does she do it? Paris and I do have one thing in common, we share a birthday. Now, if we could just share a trust fund...

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Tuesday, November 15, 2005

Oprah Winfrey 20th Anniversary DVD

I can't believe it has been 20 years of O. What better way to see Tom Cruise couch jump, bad style and helmet hair (Compliments of Oprah herself), an entire audience being given cars, or to just see the humanitarian that is Oprah Winfrey. I'm going to buy the DVD to live and relive the inspiration and humiliation of 20 years!

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Monday, November 14, 2005

Celebrity Compound Name Tags

When did the fascination of the melding together of two celebrity names to form a couple begin? My recollection is that it all started with Bennifer. The original starring Jennifer Lopez and Ben Affleck, not Bennifer 2 where Lopez was traded for Garner. I think it was Ted Casablanca from E! who began the name game.

You know you really made it when you've got a compound name tag. My all time favorite is Spederline. Which belongs to Britney Spears and Kevin Federline. I don't really like any of the other ones. Except for mine of course, which would be DeJesus. (pronounced Day Hay Zeus). Fredi's real name is Jesus, with the Spanish pronunciation of course. I knew our relationship was divine.

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Sunday, November 13, 2005

A Review, Nicole Richie, The Truth About Diamonds

I picked up a copy of Nicole Richie's book yesterday, and I've finished it already. Not because it is short, but it is because you just can't put it down. In the center of the book there are quite a few color pictures of Nicole, which is a nice bonus.

We are mostly outsiders looking in on Hollywood, but here we have a view from an insider. It's a novel, so it is fiction. Nicole writes the book as herself, and her characters seem to be a mixture of today's Hollywood It Girls. She writes with her usual wit and charm. It's Trashtastic and I am going to read it a second time.

The one negative thing I have to say though is, there are a lot of characters and in the beginning it is a bit confusing. I'm so busy trying to figure out who is who. Like, this one sounds like Paris, this could be Kimberly Stewart, and is this Shannon Dougherty?

If this were my first book, I would definitely be proud of it. It is the crown diamond in her tiara. Look out Paris, Nicole is famous all on her own.

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Saturday, November 12, 2005

It's OK to kill some people, I guess

This morning, I was out walking my dog. I was stopped by a car who needed directions. I asked them where was the final destination. They showed me a newspaper, it had a map of Moore Township, and a box with an arrow that said "Bones found here". I said oh, I know where that is. That is my Dad's neighbor. It looked like a tour or something.

Last year there was a big to do and my Dad was interviewed on the news, he was quoted in the newspapers. You see, we had this neighbor, he was a recluse. We really didn't know him, he lived in this spooky house. There were all these trailers outside with starving neglected animals in them. The SPCA finally came out and took all of his animals away.

He had a bunch of filthy kids too. When I would ride my horse past the property about 20 of his dogs would chase my horse, then the kids would come running out into the field. I think there was about ten of them ranging from about two to twelve. They looked very neglected too.

It looked like a petting zoo gone bad. I would say hi to the kids and they would whisper and hide behind each other. I never saw a school bus pick up any of the kids. I rarely saw a car go in or out of the driveway.

Well, this guy sold the place and moved to New Jersey. A doctor bought the property and had the house and all the animal trailers demolished. When the excavator was there he found a bone. He didn't think too much of it at first. He figured it was from a cow or something. He set it aside. It started to bother him, so he contacted the police. It turned out it was human femur.

At first they were thinking it was probably old. There were some huge Indian masacres here in the past. Against each other and against the white people that lived here in the late 1700's. But that is another story.

A little bit of research was done, and they realized there was a missing persons report filed by the man's sister in 2000, he was 26 at the time of his disappearance. He had been living in the spooky house with the owner Robert Schmidt, his wife and children. The two men met in rehab.

The police closed off the place and found the rest of the remains. It was a match, it was Robert Sarko.

Now, the owner of the house, Robert Schmidt, was always home. He rarely left the property. It is about 5 acres, give or take, secluded in the woods. Bordered by a 60+ acre field (the field is on the border of my Dads property).

So you are going to tell me that this guy got killed there, with no sign of forced entry, no report of foul play and a grave was dug in the back yard and the owner of the property had no knowledge of it? I would think it would be an open and shut case. No one really pressed, the victim was a "nobody" and the alleged murderer is off without so much as a trial. Last I heard he is still living in New Jersey. It's crazy how some human beings are just "disposable".
Friday, November 11, 2005

I Told A Lady Having A Heart Attack To GO FOR IT!

I felt like crying for about an hour after that. I didn't know she was clutching her chest from a heart attack. Let me start from the beginning.

I was at work, as usual. I had my first potential customer of the day. I was explaining the same concept over and over to him. He was one of those loud talkers. You know the type, they want attention so they talk really loud to look important. As I'm with Mr. Loud Talker, this woman, is hunched over and motions to my chair. I say "Go For It" to her. I thought she wanted to rest on it because she was exercising. We have a lot of walkers here in the mall.

The next thing I know, my phone rings. I'm thinking it's a potential sale. I say, "excuse me for just a moment" to Mr. Loud talker. Mr. Loud Talker walks away, the phone was a wrong number and the next thing I know the paramedics are there because this woman is having a heart attack!

I'm like, excuse me for being so self centered. I felt so bad. I guess it could have been worse, when she wanted to rest on my chair, I could have told her no.
Thursday, November 10, 2005

I finally saw my big TV debut

I am on this commercial, and it has been on for about a month now. Last night was the first time I had gotten to see it. Oh boy, I should have practiced my lines in front of a mirror. At the one part I say, "you're favorite cable provider". I didn't realize how much my lips had to move to say that. I was trying to say it really clear and annunciate my words. All you can see at that part is my lips moving like crazy to say "you're favorite cable provider" it's hilarious!
Wednesday, November 09, 2005

New Jerseys Most Expensive Campaign EVER

If you read this blog, you may have noticed I have been blogging about the New Jersey Gubernatorial Campaign. I don't even live in New Jersey, but Jon Corzine and Doug Forrester were both getting on my nerves. For the record, I would prefer Doug Forrester over Jon Corzine. I didn't approve of his campaign tactics either.

Doug lost. But who are the losers really? The two of these candidates spent 70 million dollars on this campaign. I find that repulsive because not only was it New Jerseys most expensive campaign, it was the nastiest.
Tuesday, November 08, 2005

It's Election Day! (finally)

Whew, Election Day is finally upon us. The campaign process is so exhausting, and I was just a spectator. Before I'm off to the polls, I'd like to share a blonde moment I had a few years ago. Now I can call it a Paris Hilton moment.

One thing about me, I hate confrontation. But, for some reason, when it comes to politics I'm in your face. Probably because I keep myself educated on politics and the people I usually butt heads don't know the whole story. Anyway, my friends historically have been liberals. Just because it's trendy, trust me on that one. I'm a conservative, which is so not trendy but who cares.

Back when I first was able to register to vote, I wasn't as informed as I am today. I was still opinionated of course. I voted in my first election, and then four years later, I was going to vote again. I had arguments with my friends, I didn't agree with their candidate or his views. We had some heated debates during that Presidential Campaign.

I couldn't wait to vote, I marched into the firehouse (yes, the firehouse this is Pennsylvania) and I couldn't vote! I told them I was registered. They kind of laughed at me because you can't stay registered if you don't vote every two years. I went home with my tail between my legs and vowed never to miss an opportunity to vote.

On that note, I'm off to the polls! Where I live now, I vote in a church. So I get to vote and buy homemade Pennsylvania Dutch food. Not a bad gig.

Get out and vote!
Monday, November 07, 2005

Between the Lines, Britney and K-Daddy

I'm sure by now you all have heard Kevin Federlines "leaked" rap song. I didn't think a song was considered leaked if you gave your producer permission yourself to post it on the internet. But, that is neither here nor there. If you haven't heard it yet, you can here it here.

But beyond the so called leak, According to In Touch Magazine Britney supposedly met Kevin's song "With laughter from his Superstar Wife who was unimpressed." And according to the same mole Britney said "He would sell a hundred, maybe a thousand copies if he was really lucky."

I'm going to give you my hypothesis on our little mole here. I'm willing to guess that the so called mole is Brit's publicist. Were there any reports where Britney denies her reaction to Kevins music? She may just be so fed up with her husband that she wants to teach him a lesson. She certainly knows how to work the press.

Seriously, do you think the first time Kev's gonna play his track for Britney, anyone who could be a potential mole would be there?

The timing of Kevin's "leaked" rap song couldn't have been better. It was right on the heels of Britneys "leaked" comments to In Touch Magazine. That's some high profile domestic squabble don't ya think?
Sunday, November 06, 2005

Nicole Richie 100% Fun 0% Calories

I saw Nicole Richie in an interview on 20/20 with Deborah Roberts. Nicole was asked if she had an eating disorder. Of course he said no. The problem is, she used the same poker face she always uses in The Simple Life when she lies. You know the one, where she slightly lowers her chin and gives the puppy dog eyes.

She was also asked about the rumor that she played a tape of Paris during a party. Nicole said, "I would never do that." I was waiting for the simple life sound effects. What I really liked was the seriousness of Deborah Roberts as she interviewed Nicole. Didn't she ever watch The Simple Life?

I was wondering if maybe Mary Kate Olsen was waiting for Nicole in the Limo. When Nicole got back out to the car, the two were probably laughing with Nicole replaying the interview for her. That Nicole, she is so much fun! I don't advocate lying, but with Nicole, I just think of it as "joking".

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Saturday, November 05, 2005

New Jersey Gubernatorial Smackdown LIVE!

For those of you in the Tri-State Area, get ready. You are in for a great fight, er Gubernatorial Debate. Tonight on NBC at 7:00 Gubernatorial Candidates Jon Corzine and Doug Forrester will have a live debate.

Earlier in the week they had a heated radio debate. One of the issues they banged heads on was a Newark Hockey Arena. Tonight, it wouldn't surprise me if Jon Corzine pulls a hockey stick on Doug Forrester and beats him with it. Then you will see Doug wailing WHY! WHY! Nancy Kerrigan style. You see what hockey does Doug? Let those kids play on the roof. We don't need an arena for it. I wonder if audience members will be wearing big Styrofoam fingers?

I cannot wait until this election is over. Both of these candidates are acting like children. Jon Corzine is the big offender. Last night I had a dream the devil was on my shoulder whispering in my ear "Doug Forrester hates paraplegics". Then I heard another devil on my other shoulder say "Jon Corzine doesn't have his facts straight". They are invading my sleep!

I hope NBC doesn't use that pesky ten second delay. I want to see what happens tonight live. Hockey sticks may fly!
Friday, November 04, 2005

Show Some Class, Not Your A$$!

Today I thought I would watch a different program on TV. I never saw it before, and it's always on so I thought, why not? Now I know why not. It was on MTV, wow do they really objectify women on that show it was hideous. They really aught to be ashamed of the message they are sending to young girls.

It reminded me of a conversation I had with a former roommate a few years ago. Keep in mind, she was going for her masters degree. She is not a dumb girl. She is very beautiful too. We were in the living room and she was watching MTV's Spring Break. There were these girls running around in only shaving cream or whipped cream, some kind of cream anyway.

She said to me and I quote "I wish I could be like that. They are so free with their bodies and are having so much fun." I said to her, "Are you kidding me? They look like idiots. They think the only way they can get attention is by taking off their clothes. You are way too smart to act like that, they should want to be like you."

After I said that, she thought about it, and then she said to me "you know I never thought about it that way. They just looked like they were having fun. I'm actually alright just the way I am".

It was so simple, in two minutes I pointed out a different perspective for her and she got the message. MTV has access to so many cool things. Why do they have to teach guys that girls are objects and they are to be objectified? They show the world that women enjoy being treated this way. Even smart girls fall for it. The whole thing is mind boggling.
Thursday, November 03, 2005

No, it's not a PhotoShopped Lindsay Lohan

This is Andrea from The Biggest Loser. Is it just me, or does she look like Lindsay Lohan? I think she could definitely pass for her older sister.
Wednesday, November 02, 2005

As I Ponder the show that is Laguna Beach

Ah, the LB mostly known as Laguna Beach. Yeah, I watch it. You got beef wit dat? I didn't think so.

If you don't watch it, you've got to. A reality show shot in the real Orange County. It's one of those guilty pleasures that you do commit but try to hide. It's like eating a giant fattening ice cream sundae when you are on a diet. You shouldn't do it, it's not good for you, but it just tastes so good you can't help yourself!

This cheater Jason, I have the most questions about that dude. First of all, what is it that all of the girls see in him? I don't see anything appealing. Looks? Nah. Hygiene? I don't have smellivision, but I don't think it's the hygiene. Money? His family has it I guess. His Brains? I don't think it's that either.

How many times was this guy held back? He's like 25 and in High School. He may have graduated this season, but I didn't notice.

Another question, when do they go from having their name on the screen as so and so's friend, to just having their name shown? Yeah, I get that she is LC's friend. You showed me that one hundred times already, can't you just show me her name without the parenthesis? (LC's Friend)

I think what is the best about this show is that it takes you back to a time when all of your problems were trivial. You get wrapped up, and forget your own problems for awhile. I give it two scandalous thumbs up.

NaNoWriMo Here We Go!

November is National Novel Writing Month.

Basically what you do is, you write a novel in thirty days. Starting November 1, and ending November 30. The novel needs to be a minimum of 50,000 words. It's all about quantity not quality so don't be scared. You can sign up at

I decided last month I was going to do it. I've never written a novel, so I'm going to be writing one now, bloggy style. What that means is, I set up a novel blog, and I am going to be adding a minimum of 1666.6666 words to the novel each day. Sounds fun right?
Tuesday, November 01, 2005

Wanted: A New Dad (White Collar Professionals Only Please)

I thought of something this morning that I hadn't thought of in years. When I was three, I went with my Mother to an appointment. There was a man in the waiting room with us wearing a suit and holding a briefcase. I went up to him and said "Are you married?" He laughed and said, "No, no I am not." I said "Great! Because my Mommy is looking for a Daddy." My Mother got so embarrassed, she scooped me up and apologized to the man. That was awesome, I couldn't have done better today if I had planned it.
Monday, October 31, 2005

Darth Tater, This Season's Must Have Gift!

This is my prediciton for This Christmas Season's must have. I'm not much of a Star Wars fan and I need one.

Can't quit my day job...yet

I was reading Shai Coggin's Blog , and she had this cool little do dad of Dane Carlson's in her blog. I decided to try it out to see how much my blog was worth in blog dollars.

If you would like to see the worth of your blog, just click on the part that says, How much is your blog worth? and plug in your blog's address. It's that simple.

My blog is worth $1,693.62.
How much is your blog worth?

Saturday, October 29, 2005

A Knight in Shining, Abercrombie?

So I'm at work yesterday, and this dude comes up to me at the mall yelling Brand X* Cable is trash! He won't stop, he is saying it over and over. I don't know what I am supposed to do, there is a big crowd of people around. So I laugh and say "well thank you". He then says, "You're great, but Brand X* Cable is trash!" He was yelling it right at my face.

Just then, one of the Abercrombie & Fitch Guys walked by and said "Did he just say Brand X* Cable is Trash?" I said, "yep, that's what he said". So the Abercrombie Guy says "Dude, so is your wife, but you don't hear me yelling that!"

Doh! I didn't say a word....

*name of my employer omitted and replaced with Brand X for confidentiality reasons.
Friday, October 28, 2005

Speaking of Celebrity Perils, George Clooney Suicidal?

George Clooney is going to be on Oprah today. It should be very interesting. He has had a horrible year. while he was filming for an upcoming movie, he apparently hit his head.

Doctors realized the severity of his injury when spinal fluid was leaking out of his nose. Clooney said the pain was so great thoughts of suicide crossed his mind.

Read MSNBC'S Jeannette Walls full scoop.

SeeOprahs Pics, Video & Scoop.

Oh The Perils of Being a Celebrity

I am wondering, how do celebrities feel when their ex-husband, wife, or whatever is in a movie?

I'm thinking that Uma Thurman's new movie Prime is looking really good. Does Ethan Hawke go to the theater to see it? Or does he rent it anonymously from Netflix?

Does Jennifer Lopez secretly watch Alias when Marc Anthony is not at home? What goes through her head when she sees Jennifer Garner?

I'm sure Jennifer Anniston did not go see Mr. & Mrs. Smith, but Friends is on constantly, does Angelina Jolie make snide comments when Jennifer Anniston happens across the screen?

It must be strange. For us, when a relationship ends, it ends. We never have to see the other person again. Well, unless there are children involved anyway.

For a celebrity, they have to see that other person constantly, paraded in front of their face in all kinds of situations. What a bizarre world they live in, I guess the paycheck makes up for the discomfort.
Thursday, October 27, 2005

Great business Idea, Free

I've got a great business idea, but quite frankly I don't have the energy to do it. I just have the idea, so if somebody likes it, run with it.

It would be called "Rent a Cube" or any other catchy name you could come up with.

What is the best part about working in an office? Your cube, your computer, your phone, your adjustable chair, ergonomic keyboard, your private space, the fax machine, the printer, the water cooler conversations, the free office supplies, the break room, the IT guy is just down the hall...

What is the worst part about working in an office? Your boss, your job, working for someone else.

So my idea is you own an office, and rent the cubes. Not only do you rent the cubes, but included in the rental is office supplies, water cooler, coffee maker, computer, internet connection, software, printer, phone, fax machine, etc. The works.

Working from home is cool, but it gets lonely. You would be surrounded by self-employed potential inspiration. So you would be able to have the water cooler conversations, you can get your privacy, you can have that corner office (if you want to pay extra for it) or you can have the small cube. Whatever you
want all for the low monthly rate of.... Whatever.

Not only would you get the cube, but you would have resources right there, who should design my logo? Oh, how about the guy at the logo cube. Who is going to do my web hosting? How about the guy at Cube Host? Computer problem? Go to the IT Cube. OK, what about the stuff in my garage? I know, I can take it to that eBay guys Cube. Can somebody please start this so I can reserve my cube?
Wednesday, October 26, 2005

Creativity can be your buddy

I have been spending a bit of time by myself lately. Strange things are happening. I think it is the alone time and the combination of a Donald Trump quote. Mr. Trump said that "Everytime you say, that's a good one, you should write it down". After I read that, I started pay closer attention to everyday conversation. I also started to listen to myself more. It's working great. I'm becoming more creative.

Yesterday I said to Fredi "Was I talking about that with you?" He said, no. Then I realized, oh, I was thinking about that with myself. Then later I said, "You got that song stuck in my head!" He said "I never heard that song!" Then I remembered, I was the one singing that song, not him.

The more you listen to yourself the louder your voice will become. I find that to be facinating. I'm always working on something in my mind. Sure, sometimes you won't be able to sleep at night because your are brainstorming. That is a small price to pay for a little creativity. When I start going out and meeting myself places, then I will start to worry. Until then I'm going under the guise of "creative".
Tuesday, October 25, 2005

New Jersey Smear I mean Governor Campaigns

At first I thought I was watching one of those Geico commercials, but it turned out to be Jon Corzine's campaign commercial.

I'm not from NJ, so I don't vote in this election, but whew talk about cut throat. There is this kid in a wheel chair. He is telling his story saying that when he was wrestling in High School he became paralyzed. He then said "Doug Forrester does not support stem cell research, Doug Forrester does not care about people like me." Then it cuts away to a picture of the kid on the beach looking forlorn in his wheelchair with some friends. I think if Jon Corzine really wanted to drive the point home, he would have had the kid holding a dying puppy, or maybe a kitten with only one leg.

My house is a lemon, so is my dog

When I bought my house, I had no idea that there was only heat upstairs. It was June when I bought it. The downstairs has no heat. Last winter was my first winter here. Winter is upon me again and I'm not looking forward to it. I also didn't know that my well didn't have much water in it. So everyday I can take a shower, wash a couple of dishes, and do one load of laundry. Anymore than that, I will run out of water.

My sister didn't want her dog Pugsly anymore. She had just had another baby and no more time for him. I love the dog, so I took him. It turns out he likes to poop in the house. So, he pretty much has me trained when to walk him so that he usually won't go in the house. At night or when I'm not home, I keep him confined to the kitchen.

Now, it's getting too cold for him down there. I had him bundled up in his sweater and under his blanket, but he was still shivering. I had to take him upstairs into my room. He got so excited he started to poop! I ran and picked him up to take him to the toilet. As I did that, a big plop of poop lands on top of my bare foot!

I still had to let the dog sleep up there in his crate because it was too cold downstairs last night. Does he snore! I kept waking up all night from his snoring. So I got two lemons. My house, and my dog.

With the house situation, I now know how people less fortunate live. I'm living in my own third world house. As for the Pug, he's cute and cuddly but a lot of work. So now I know what it's like to have a husband.
Monday, October 24, 2005

The Hurricane Wilma Coverage Awards

So I'm watching the Fox News Channel to get the low down on Hurricane Wilma. I can't believe the guys and gals that are out in the hurricanes reporting. I think the networks compete to see who can have the most gnarly coverage. Because of their dedication, I have decided to make some fake awards for them.

While I was watching Fox News Channel this morning, the screen was going black, I could hardly understand what the reporter was saying, and I was waiting to see if he was going to get hit by a tree or something. I couldn't take my eyes off of it. I guess that's the point.

Fox News Channel won my award of "Most dangerous hurricane coverage" for this storm. On CNN, they were in a different area of Florida, I could see the sun peeking through the clouds and I think the camera guy was pixilating the camera on purpose. It appeared that first he breathed on the camera lens, then he took some Evian and splashed it on the camera to make it look like rain. For that CNN wins my award for "Best Hurricane Special Effects".
Sunday, October 23, 2005

I'm 100% Popular

Last night was my youngest sisters birthday party. She turned eight yesterday. It was a fun party. Kids always like me, and I'm not exactly sure why. Fredi says it's because I pay attention to them.

When I got there the kids were watching a movie with the Olsen Twins. They all dropped the movie to say hello. I only made it down three steps and then I got jumped on. I can't believe I was more popular that Mary Kate and Ashley.

My step mom thought I was one of the kids twice yesterday. You know I loved that. At one point, when we were painting, everyone had to change their seat when I came in the room to sit by me. You know I loved that too. As we were painting, one of the kids, Todd said to me, "Deanna, you are 100% popular". He's seven, and I told him that was the sweetest thing ever.

I love kids, they are so interesting. They always know what is hip and cool. I have more fun being one of the kids. Adults usually sit around and act boring. Kids like to dance, sing, swim, and do art projects. They don't always get all of my jokes, like last night when one of the girls said her Dad was coming at 7:45. I then told them my Dad was coming at 7:29.

When I was a teenager, I used to tell my Mom "I can't wait to have a kid so I can have somebody to play with." Now I have my daughter, my two younger sisters and of all of their friends. I've got tons of kids to play with!
Saturday, October 22, 2005

This one time, in Strawbridges

I feel like that girl from American Pie who always said "This one time, at band camp" But anyway here goes...

This one time, I was in Strawbridges(all the funny stuff happens there). This woman was playing Marco Polo. She yelled "Mar-co!" So I yelled "Po-lo!" She started coming closer "Mar-co!" Again, I popped up and yelled "Po-lo!" She was looking right at me and didn't even try to tag me! She yelled it a third time "Marco!" Just then her son comes running up to her and she says "Marco! Where were you?" I just yelled "Sorry!" and ran away laughing.

I'm all alone in my little house

After last nights post I was inspired to write about another "pick up attempt" someone tried on me at work a few months ago.

This man, I wouldn't call him a relic, he wasn't old enough for that, but he probably retired not too long ago. This man, who I will now refer to as Gramps, was asking me about cable service a few weeks earlier. I was telling him about High Def cable, blah blah blah.

Well, I guess Gramps saw that as foreplay because a few days later he comes back and hands me this piece of paper with his phone number on it and says "I'm all alone in my little house, why don't you stop by after work." And he winks. I was so repulsed I yelled at him "What kind of girl do you think I am!" As I threw the number on the ground. Gramps ran away as fast as his little legs would take him, wee wee wee all the way home.

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