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Friday, December 30, 2005
Our Values Under Attack
Lol look what hill sent out today
Dear Friend,
I've made my New Year's resolutions. Next year, I am resolved to work harder than ever to get our country back on the right direction once again.
I am resolved to keep speaking out about my disagreements with this administration and their congressional allies: a budget that cuts back on health care, education, and even child support enforcement to make room for additional tax cuts for the wealthiest among us. Cronyism and incompetence that weaken the social fabric of our nation. A secret program that spies on Americans!
The values that made America in the 20th century not just the economic leader of the world, but the moral leader of the world are under attack today.
The 2006 elections offer the best opportunity we have to change the direction of our country. With a critical December 31st deadline fast approaching, I hope you'll help.
https://contribute.hillaryclinton.com/form.html?sc=1027
I am determined to wage a strong, successful campaign in 2006. I'm going to keep fighting for New York - fighting against budgets that hurt New York's working families - and speaking out for policies that are true to America's values: policies that will make our nation stronger, safer and smarter. Economic policies that strengthen the middle class. National security policies that tell the truth and level with the American people.
We are going to set an example in the Senate race in New York with a positive campaign built on progressive Democratic principles.
Thank you for your friendship and support, and my very best wishes for the New Year.
Sincerely,
Hillary Rodham Clinton
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ahh Cap'n Faye...how i miss thee...
Well last night I had another dream bout cap'n faye.
It was the last show and i had gone with my aunt and danielle (from work??) and leslie too. The show was great!! (DAH) Then after it was over, a few people followed the rules and went where they were supposed to go for the m/g. However, a TON of peeps went runnin onstage and thru the back way to line up for the m/g to see faye too. It was a madhouse. We (the road pirates) go back and theres a zillion people in line so we just kinda hang out and wait.
Anyway after all the people leave or dissapper (this is a dream remember lol) faye comes out and says 'how do u like my hair?' she had cut it rreeeeeall short. Like very very short. Anyway i went over to her and rubbed her hair and said 'i like it! I did that once when i was in the sixth grade!' she said 'you did?' i said 'yeah! Remember when parachute pants were super cool and jazz shoes and those checkerboard shirts with no sleeves?' she said 'oh yes i definitely remember then...'
Then i was like 'wheres lindz and everyone??' we couldnt find them so i asked if i could bring my people back and faye said 'of course!' i started to go get them but i had this overwhelming feeling of sadness. I ran over to faye and said 'OMG im gonna miss you sooo much!!!' then i gave her a huge hug and started to cry. She hugged back and said 'i'm gonna miss you so much too!' we hugged and cried for a few minutes then i tried to compose myself and i ran out to get my peeps. I went out where they were but i couldnt find them so i had to search around til i located them and took them back.
When we got back, faye had papers in her hand. Apparently they were all the checks (?) that we had written to her for whatever during our travels. I was like 'whats this??' she said 'you don't think i'm gonna take your money do you?' they were for all of the rp's. It was so sweet of her. I gave her another hug and told her how much i loved her and she said 'well i love u too' She said she adored how dedicated we were. Then i looked around for lindz again and we saw thru a crack in a door that her and two other rp's were in these crazy royal blue can-can dresses/gowns. Then i remembered they were gonna surprise faye with a surprise performance. I said 'OOOH YEAH! I remember lol' faye wondered what i was talkin about and i said 'i cant tell the secret or they'll kill me!' then i woke up lol...
Thursday, December 29, 2005
bonhomie : Word of the Day
The Word of the Day for December 29 is: bonhomie
\bah-nuh-MEE\ noun : good-natured, easy, friendliness
Example sentence: We look forward every year to champagne and eggs benedict, served up with plenty of bonhomie, at our friend's annual New Year's Day brunch.
Did you know? English speakers adapted "bonhomie" from the French "bonhomme," which means "good-natured man" and which is itself a composite of two other French words: "bon," meaning "good," and "homme," meaning "man." That French compound traces to two Latin terms, "bonus" (meaning "good") and "homo" (meaning either "man" or "human being"). English speakers have warmly embraced the French term and its meaning, but we have also anglicized the pronunciation in a way that may make native French speakers cringe. (We hope they will be good-natured about it!) At this festive time of year, "bonhomie" is also sometimes used to mean "an atmosphere of good cheer," so you might say a merry family party has a "holiday bonhomie."
Wednesday, December 28, 2005
Monday, December 26, 2005
Sunday, December 25, 2005
Festivus!
| What can you tell me about the holiday of Festivus? |
Oh Festivus, oh Festivus, how calming is your aluminum pole. Doesn't have quite the ring of Tannenbaum, but Festivus isn't as commercialized either. That's the idea, at least. Festivus is a fictional holiday created by a sitcom dad to combat the shopping-crazed turn of Christmas. This anti-holiday premiered in a 1997 episode of "Seinfeld." Frank Costanza, father of Seinfeld's pal George, invented Festivus one winter. Costanza became disillusioned with Christmas after fighting to buy a doll for his son as a Christmas gift. Instead of buying lots of presents and hanging "very distracting" tinsel everywhere, Festivus is celebrated around a bare pole with a family meal, featuring the Airing of Grievances and followed by Feats of Strength. The holiday is complete when the head of the household has been wrestled and pinned to the floor."Seinfeld" writer Daniel O'Keefe added the holiday as a plot device in the TV show, but it was his father who truly created Festivus in 1966. At the original Festivus holidays, the family aired their grievances into a tape recorder and held wrestling matches. The grievance recording may have been inspired by a Samuel Beckett play. O'Keefe Sr. also wrote a sociology book on cults and social pressures, and his research may have influenced Festivus. Now that you know the roots of the traditions, you can relax, pour a glass of Festivus wine, and get ready to rumble. |
Friday, December 23, 2005
Thursday, December 22, 2005
Last Minute Shopping...
Well Im off to do my last minute christmas shopping. i PRAY i can finish it this morning! (Ive gotta get out of bed first lmao) anyway, i think im mostly done, well sorta but not really. we'll see. anyway wish me luck!! i hope because its only thurs that maybe alot of people are still at work today and it wont be as big of a zoo as it will be tomorrow. amazingly my insomnia hasnt been bad since i went to my moms. maybe it did help me relax to go up there :) YAY... magpie has been wearin her tshirt the past few days cuz she gets so chilled. aww...oh last night we went and got a tree. something strange is going on in this area and they have some kind of ban on live trees i think. normally every year EVERYONE has christmas trees for sale (live ones). you know, like in grocery store parking lots, out in random fields, in church yards etc...this year....nothing. the only place ive seen them is at like nursery's where they sell plants all the dang time lmao. anyway, we got a stupid fake one against my better judgement but it was cheap and it will only be up a few days this year because of our schedules... we didnt get many ornaments. im hoping i can find a few more today, les was acting so strange last night. i think she had natural gas poisoning. her job was leaking gas and they kept them locked in the room working instead of letting them out. she was kinda spaced out all night last nite lol. anyway, im gonna get movin...talk to ya soon via my right hand...(lmao my cell phone. i would die without it!)
Wednesday, December 21, 2005
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Saturday, December 17, 2005
I just had a dream about lmp. She was having this concert and it was somewhere in cali. It was this huge arena that was painted light green. It was really big (3 levels) but it was really narrow. It was weird too cuz up close to the stage there were booths like at a restaraunt. Anyway, me lindz kelly lil lisa and sherri from high school??? Were there waitin for the show at one of the booths by the stage...we had all these weird random books on the table. we were all talkin about how cool lmp was and there were these weird stupid guys at thetable behind us. We were just about to fight with them when lisa came out. The stage was like in the opening to a tunnel. She was singing idiot in one part and all of the 'rp's started jumping like she does. She started cracking up. Then she was upset cuz not everyone got to the front so she went offstage and p came and told us to wait a certain amount of time and then to come back to the stage so we would be in front. So we did. In the interim lindz almost fought those guys agaain. She busted out her pix and started tellin em how stupid they were. Then we went back and lisa came back out. She was singing and the sat down and started talkin to us kinda in the tunnel where people couldnt see her. Later on she said to make sure 'sun progams' were turned off cuz those made us invisible.p made a special group for the 'rp's so we could communicate online. Then we just chilled. Then all of a sudden i went backstage and went to the fridge trying to find hippo food. The scary bodyguard yelled at me and lmp yelled at him. I explained that i was only looking for baby hippo food. Then on the side of the stage was a baby hippo that i had been raising. She looked like a dog but was a hippo. The i went to find food in this other room and the door was closed but this big giant grizzly bear busted in and grabbed me and rolled me over and tried to play. I screamed for help and lmp came in and said why is he out!?!? And saved me. Then i wokeup.
Friday, December 16, 2005
ailurophile: M-W's Word of the Day
The Word of the Day for December 16 is:
ailurophile \eye-LOOR-uh-fyle\ noun
: a cat fancier : a lover of cats
Example sentence:
Bill, the office ailurophile, could often be heard talking about his cats, Smokey, Twinkle, and Lucy, as if they were his children.
Did you know?
Although the word "ailurophile" has only been documented in English since the 1920s, ailurophiles have been around for thousands of years. The ancient Egyptians were perhaps history's greatest cat lovers, pampering and adorning felines, honoring them in art, even treating them as gods. But the English word "ailurophile" does not descend from Egyptian; rather, it comes from a combination of the Greek word "ailouros," which means "cat," and the suffix "-phile," meaning "lover." If Egyptian cat-loving sentiments leave you cold and you're more sympathetic to medieval Europeans, who regarded cats as wicked agents of evil, you might prefer the word "ailurophobe" (from "ailouros" plus "-phobe," meaning "fearing or averse to").
Thursday, December 15, 2005
lexmark printers are slloooooooooow
ok so is it just me or do lexmark printers take freakin forever? my mom's old printer was a lexmark and it took 2 days to print anything and now this is her new printer that i just reinstalled the stuff on and its taking forever too. for example...its taken like 15 minutes to print this one page. its not even a picture. something else thats weird...i cant see what im typing until i stop typing then it shows up lol so please excuse my typos as syd would say.
straaaaaaaaannnngee....
its warmed up alittle bit from this morning...it sure is nice to be "home" so to speak. i miss my mom tons. rhett has arthritis in his rear right leg
:( poor baby. I am glad i finished most of their christmas shopping. i found this really cool coat we're gonna go look at in the morning its regular 75 bucks and its on sale for 25. http://www.anstores.com/anstores/index.jsp <--- thats where its at. i added a pic of a similar jacket, but i dont see it so i dont know if it will show up. anyway im almost thru waiting on my printout of groceries we have to get tomorrow so ill close this post. . talk to ya when i feel like posting again :)
brrr
Its really cold up here in fredericksburg today. it started snowing this morning and snowed for alot of the morning. then it sleeted and now its just raining. :/ im still really sleepy. i went to bed at like 7pm last night cuz i didnt sleep at all the night before lmao. oh well life goes on huh :) we went and did some shopping today. yay i found my moms present too! and a few others too. we went to eat at the yankee mexican place too. (pancho villa's) lol...ok talk to ya later~
sleet and snow in VA
Well my mom and I were out doing stuff in the snow and its changed to sleet....u cant really tell tho it looks like rain lol :)
Wednesday, December 14, 2005
Tuesday, December 13, 2005
Why is there a "33" on Rolling Rock beer labels?
The following is according to James L. Tito, who at one time was chief executive officer of Latrobe Brewing, the maker of Rolling Rock beer.
Mr. Tito's family owned Latrobe from the end of Prohibition until the company was sold to an outfit in Connecticut in 1985. After some prompting, he told me the sordid truth.
Based on some old notes and discussions with family members now dead, Mr. Tito believes that putting the 33 on the label was nothing more or less than a horrible accident. It happened like this:
When the Titos decided to introduce the Rolling Rock brand around 1939, they couldn't agree on a slogan for the back of the bottle. Some favored a long one, some a short one. At length somebody came up with the 33-word beauty quoted above, and to indicate its modest length, scribbled a big "33" on it.
More argument ensued, until finally somebody said, dadgummit, boys, let's just use this one and be done with it, and sent the 33-word version off to the bottle maker.
Unfortunately, no one realized that the big 33 wasn't supposed to be part of the design until 50 jillion returnable bottles had been made up with the errant label painted permanently on their backsides. (I suppose this bespeaks a certain inattentiveness on the part of the Tito family, but I am telling you this story just as it was told to me.)
This being the Depression and all, the Titos were in no position to throw out a lot of perfectly good bottles. So they decided to make the best of things by concocting a yarn about how the 33 stood for the year Prohibition was repealed.
In retrospect, this was a stroke of marketing genius. Next to cereal boxes, beer labels are probably the most thoroughly scrutinized artifacts in all of civilization, owing to the propensity of beer drinkers to stare morosely at them at three o'clock in the morning.
The Rolling Rock "33" has baffled beer lovers for generations, and accordingly has become the stuff of barroom legend. I have letters claiming that the number has something to do with a satanic ritual, that it was the age of Christ when he died, even that it signifies the number of glass-lined tanks in the Latrobe plant.
Mr. Tito's family owned Latrobe from the end of Prohibition until the company was sold to an outfit in Connecticut in 1985. After some prompting, he told me the sordid truth.
Based on some old notes and discussions with family members now dead, Mr. Tito believes that putting the 33 on the label was nothing more or less than a horrible accident. It happened like this:
When the Titos decided to introduce the Rolling Rock brand around 1939, they couldn't agree on a slogan for the back of the bottle. Some favored a long one, some a short one. At length somebody came up with the 33-word beauty quoted above, and to indicate its modest length, scribbled a big "33" on it.
More argument ensued, until finally somebody said, dadgummit, boys, let's just use this one and be done with it, and sent the 33-word version off to the bottle maker.
Unfortunately, no one realized that the big 33 wasn't supposed to be part of the design until 50 jillion returnable bottles had been made up with the errant label painted permanently on their backsides. (I suppose this bespeaks a certain inattentiveness on the part of the Tito family, but I am telling you this story just as it was told to me.)
This being the Depression and all, the Titos were in no position to throw out a lot of perfectly good bottles. So they decided to make the best of things by concocting a yarn about how the 33 stood for the year Prohibition was repealed.
In retrospect, this was a stroke of marketing genius. Next to cereal boxes, beer labels are probably the most thoroughly scrutinized artifacts in all of civilization, owing to the propensity of beer drinkers to stare morosely at them at three o'clock in the morning.
The Rolling Rock "33" has baffled beer lovers for generations, and accordingly has become the stuff of barroom legend. I have letters claiming that the number has something to do with a satanic ritual, that it was the age of Christ when he died, even that it signifies the number of glass-lined tanks in the Latrobe plant.
How long is a goldfish's memory?
Many, including this BBC Goldfish Quiz, believe goldfish have only a three-second memory. Alas, this is incorrect. Nevertheless, we were interested to learn that if you keep a goldfish in a dark room it eventually turns white, and the correct term for a pregnant goldfish is "twit."
The Mad Scientist notes that if you tap on the tank before feeding your goldfish every day, the goldfish will eventually learn to look for food immediately after the tank-tapping. This kind of "classical conditioning" indicates goldfish have some memory.
Dr. Karl seconds that emotion, citing anecdotes of goldfish responding happily to their owner's faces, while hiding in their tiny castles when confronted with strangers. And while goldfish were domesticated in China roughly a thousand years ago, they still swim in schools, and thus have some learned social behavior.
The MythBusters TV show taught some goldfish to swim through a maze, noting that their time got better on each successive run. And an interesting response to the AnswerBag Forum describes goldfish memory as "selective" -- they have a general idea of what happened on a previous occasion, they're just not sure what. We empathize.
glogg: Word of the Day
glogg \GLUG\ noun
: a hot spiced wine and liquor punch served in Scandinavian countries as a Christmas drink
Example sentence:
"[The] Gallery will host a Christmas Cheer Weekend.... Johnson's latest barn print will be available, framed or unframed, as well as Swedish cookies and glogg." ([Dubuque] _Telegraph Herald_, December 9, 2004)
Did you know?
Glogg is a holiday favorite in many Scandinavian cultures, where it is commonly served on St. Lucia's Day (December 13) and all around Christmas time. Not surprisingly, the word "glogg" itself (sometimes written as glogg) is of Scandinavian origin; it comes from Swedish and derives from the verb "glodga," meaning "to burn" or "to mull." But although "glogg" may look like it should rhyme with that other notable holiday beverage -- "eggnog" -- the two aren't quite a perfect match. The "o" in "glogg" is pronounced like either the "u" in "nut," the "oo" in "foot," or the more foreign-sounding "oe" in "boeuf," the French word for "beef." "Nog," on the other hand, is generally pronounced with the "o" as in "mop" -- and thus it rhymes with "grog."
: a hot spiced wine and liquor punch served in Scandinavian countries as a Christmas drink
Example sentence:
"[The] Gallery will host a Christmas Cheer Weekend.... Johnson's latest barn print will be available, framed or unframed, as well as Swedish cookies and glogg." ([Dubuque] _Telegraph Herald_, December 9, 2004)
Did you know?
Glogg is a holiday favorite in many Scandinavian cultures, where it is commonly served on St. Lucia's Day (December 13) and all around Christmas time. Not surprisingly, the word "glogg" itself (sometimes written as glogg) is of Scandinavian origin; it comes from Swedish and derives from the verb "glodga," meaning "to burn" or "to mull." But although "glogg" may look like it should rhyme with that other notable holiday beverage -- "eggnog" -- the two aren't quite a perfect match. The "o" in "glogg" is pronounced like either the "u" in "nut," the "oo" in "foot," or the more foreign-sounding "oe" in "boeuf," the French word for "beef." "Nog," on the other hand, is generally pronounced with the "o" as in "mop" -- and thus it rhymes with "grog."
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