K... the weather idiots are calling for "hot" today... So I'm expecting snow.
Am I the only person that thinks the "Hurdles" ... you know... track and field run-jump-run-jump... just looks like B&E Gone Bad Training?
oh, and have they already done the gymnastics thing with the big honking ribbon thing... and do they still toss a ball around while they do it?
That shit just kills me... it's right up there with sychro-swimming-martin-short stuff... Of course, the natural progression for the skilled "ribbon" gymnast is to get into bull whips when she gets past puberty... and I suppose that could be fun... 'specially if we're talking girls with names like Svetlana ... (geez that's pretty terrible eh... sorry if you're totally digg'en that fake sport stuff... )
Is anyone on my friends-list big on things related to "Scouts"... you know... boy scouts?
My friend, tiarafetish is a single mom and trying to get some info on Scouting as her boys are getting to that age.
She has a public post up about it [ :: here :: ] If you've got any insight... drop her a line.
Personally, my experiences with my boys and the freak show that is "Beavers" really tainted me... (beavers is the pre-cub-scout zone). But that's just me rebelling against anything that wants you sit down and shut up when an old guy wearing a blanket holds up two curved "hook" like fingers and makes "beaver teeth and noises". ... scary man....
~ black ftls
~ grayish blue dress pants
~ um... started as beige dockers, but I'm having a fat day... so they went back on the rack...
~ dark blue button up
~ um... yeah, work... ar ar ar...
~ no really... back up project research... Dear CommVault...
~ Geo has his last soccer game of the season tonight...
~ writing about BB at lunch... maybe about AR tonight...
~ that sugarvaulter gets a few nicole slaps in...
~ for everything to go smooth as silk for snwbrdette who is having her second baby um... tomorrow. And I remember meeting her online here in lj land when Jackson, her first baby was still a bit of a bun-in-the-oven... :)
~ the Notorious One ... er...Charlottesville Sugar gets the man... gets the job... gets the cash... and gets the love... and that the new digs stream their freaking station to the net! :D
~ and I'm glad yer nails aren't gonna fall off miss blondie...er... princessblondie...
One of my bosses indulged in a fist full of crack when I slapped the current box on the table in a quick meeting yesterday... and he's been warned several times... but did he listen? nooooooooo.... Apparently he paid the price all day and evening yesterday. You gotta work up your tolerance for this stuff... Personally, I'm on a self imposed abstinence for a week. (note: crack... starbucks dark choco covered espresso beans)
Um... any thoughts on Najaf?
First I have to reconcile the notion that I think the whole Iraq thing is a baggie of smack in Americas pocket... so assume I'd rather just bring all the armed forces and "rebuilding" transnational corporations home and wait for Iraq to ask for help nicely... and then the money machines can go back at their own speed... but keep the armed forces out.
However, that's a long and complicated issue.
The really fun issue is this Holy Freaking Shrine in Najaf.
Here's my thinking... Big Honking Bad Ass fuck nut cleric Muqtada al-Sadr and his punks are blasting away at the Man with rockets and bullets... and doing it from INSIDE the second most sacred Muslem shrine on the planet... and everybody is pussyfooting around trying not to hurt the building. But al-Sadr is still blasting away.
Blow the fucking place up yesterday for fucks sake, and burn the rubble.
Maybe dick smack cleric boy will think twice when he finds himself hot foot'en it to the first most sacred Muslem shrine.
Exactly how many soldiers are gonna be writing "Dear Mom: I got my legs blowed off but we didn't scratch the paint on that shrine..."
Ok time to be a worker boy... see ya.