Dispatches from the Back of a Goldwing...

and at the conclusion of the ride I post silly photos.















I'm looking at trees from below or beside going along at around 50 mph, somewhere in the foothills of the Sierras. I dare even to take a goofy picture of myself. Thanksgiving day a lost black lab decided my house was the place to hang out. We put up posters in the neighborhood and her freaked out owner came and got her the very next day. That same day Warrior Princess found a wallet with a full compliment of credit cards and a $100 bill while shopping with her dad. Hubby successfully tracked down the grateful owner. A feel-good day all the way around.

But the dead dad days are upon me and a sick bastard killed himself at the waterfall entrance to my housing development, splattering himself and his motorcycle to bits. I am SO conflicted about how I feel about this. I'm going to think (more like ruminate obsessively) some more about this. Bottom line: I feel sorry for his family/the dude totally pisses me off...

Random Bits and Pieces

Hilarious cat emoticons: Just because I feel like it.

Baby Box Turtles! These little darlings are spending the Thanksgiving week with me while school is out. They were brought in by a student whose mom had bought them at a garage sale. The story told was that they had a pair of turtles who were very fertile. Luckily, the babies fell into my sphere of influence and are receiving top notch care and feeding. Yeah, that's my dog's nose at the left edge of the pic.

I'm just guessing, but this seems like phony science to me:



The upside of the Wildcats not making playoffs, is that FPM gets to come home for Thanksgiving. WooHoo!

TestCase got a new job. He is now selling cars for the local VW dealership. When he sold his first car, his boss cut his tie in half. Unfortunately it was borrowed from dear old dad. That is what Christmas is for, right? -to buy the men in the house new ties! Anyway, he has sold 4 cars already in 2 weeks. He is only 22 years old, so it is a good time to try it out.

AND the best news of all. Recent blood tests have revealed that all is well in medland. WooHoo number 2!

I agree that freerice.com is completely addicting.

Finally, if you want to have a good short scare, check out Lady Axe's site, Helltic and check out her short film "Ukoyika". It was chosen for a South African horror short-film festival. It is all good fun and I promise it is not too frightening.

Lightning Strikes FPM Twice

My poor hard working FootballPlayingMan: at the end of summer 'o6 as he was preparing to go away to college for the first time, the dive shop he worked for all summer went out of business. He never got paid. I'm sure the fucktard bankruptcy lawyers got their cut. Added insult: About a month later the former dive shop owner had the nerve to call my hubby and see if he wanted to go on a group dive excursion that he was arranging. Ah, how about NO, fuck no! That's what I said. Hubby politely declined. He felt sorry for the guy cuz he had to sell his house, blah, blah...
FPM has received approximately 2,000 mailings from the bankruptcy court assuring him that there are no assets so, tough shit.

Fast forward to this summer. He works like a dog all summer for Atlas Marketing (Provo, Utah) installing Dish satellite receivers. He has to crawl through attics, fish wires under houses, climb on roofs and deal with the general public Finally, gets his last paycheck at the end of last month. After depositing it into his account it bounces back "reported lost or stolen". Hey that was $528 any hard working college student could use. Especially since he EARNED it. Added insult: His bank charged him $7 for the bounced check and repeated phone calls to his former boss have gone unanswered because he is on an Atlas cruise! Argh! Grrr! I have discovered they are going out of business and many employees' paychecks are bouncing. So he doesn't have to feel like the Lone Ranger, but that is not much comfort.

I think he will work for hubby's company as an intern next summer. Clean and safe office work with no chance of bankruptcy.

Tunnel of Terror Post Halloween Autopsy ...

It was fun!

demon ghoul gate keeper:



Inside the Tunnel other creepy dudes, Kevin, Randy and Gary are waiting to jump out amid the fog, black lights and really, really scary loud noises. If you survive, you can have a bit of candy! That is if the dead monster guy doesn't wake up and grab your hand ...

The Tunnel of Terror was roundly regarded as a stunning, scary success by all students polled at the local elementary school. Personally, I screamed like a little girl. They got me, they got me good, but I won't be trying to get them back anytime soon. For one thing, they are bigger than me and way more frightening.

The Tunnel was constructed by the ever creative TestCase, wearer of the awful, evil t-shirts with naughty messages. Naturally he had the help of his favorite allies (and they had snacks and supplies!).

What he doesn't want you to know: the winged demon ghoul guy kept a secreted bucket of candy to whip out for little kids too horrified to go into the tunnel.

Yeah, he's a demon with a heart of ghould. Boooooo! Hardy, har, har...

I'm tired, ok?