Red Dwarf…it’s not just a funny TV show.
Well…okay it is.
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Red Dwarf…it’s not just a funny TV show.
Well…okay it is.
Check This Out:
Guess what -I’m gardening at the Soul Food Cafe -check it out and don’t forget to visit my friend’s ” Gardens ” that are listed on the Blogroll at the bottom of the page.
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Hi.
The I.B. Manager ( that’s Anita ) is in her backyard playing kickball with Jesus.
At least that’s what I think she’s doing…I mean, she’s kicking a basketball against the side of her house and mumbling, ” Jesus Christ ” over and over again- so I’m going to do a ” Sux Report ” because she’s not paying attention to her writing at the moment.
Okay here it goes:
When a latte liberal tells you she’s been on ” Diversity things…you know like committees since the 60’s and NONE of them ever worked so what’s the point in helping THOSE PEOPLE when it’s obvious they’re just not into it”
AND the Latte Liberal is white and she’s imparting this opinion to about five people who are NOT white
You can’t help but to wonder why Stupid People Have Tongues
because everytime they open their mouths to talk
you realize
that SUXS.
You’re The Canadian!

While many people have accused you of being boring and very
plain, you know that you can take their breath away if they give you a
chance. You really like grains, crops, and farms, but you also enjoy
backpacking and wild adventures. But every time you stop, it seems like
someone is making fun of your name. You wouldn’t mind that much if
Quebec declared independence.
Take the Trains and Railroads Quiz
at RMI Miniature Railroads.
You’re testing me God…I know you are. Like you want to see how fair and compassionate and forgiving and all Churchy with my fellow human beings I’ve been.
I’ll confess straight up.
I’m going to lose, but what the Hell…you gotta forgive me for blowing it because it’s in the rules. Okay, I didn’t learn the rules in Sunday School, I googled them.
So there.
Hey as an FYI is Googling The Bible A Sin?
Oh, at this stage of them game who cares.
Let’s get started, shall we?
Dear God
This week was chock-full-o nuts and I managed to crunch into every single one on the tooth that I chipped back in 1985 when that drunk lady hit my car.
First up you threw the racists right at me as I was cruising down the highway of life.
So you ask did I forgive and move on?
Well…come on you know I didn’t.
There was this Anti-Mexican Group that protested in Seattle because they think that Mexico wants to invade the United States and Canada and that from there they plan on taking over the world.
Of course there was a Counter Protest and in the course of events-
Beer Cans and Water Balloons were thrown by Counter Protestors.
I don’t know which set me off the water balloons or beer cans.
Like were the balloons full of beer
or not?
Just curious.
I mean either or, the result was very chuckleicious.
And then of course I must’ve taken your name in vain about a million times in ten seconds after hearing that this bridge here in Washington collapsed as a flatbed truck carrying an excavator drove across it.
I know it was like a sign from you. But the thing is I’m not sure what the sign meant.
I’m willing to chalk that one up to one of those God Mysteries and walk away from it.
And I know how amused you are by the local stuff from the County I live in otherwise weird stuff like this wouldn’t keep happening:
Like there was a LONNGGGG newspaper story about what it’s like to work in McDonalds.
Here it is in short form:
In the Service Industry you get treated like a Servant.
That sucks.
End of story.
They must pay per word at the Herald.
Mountlake Terrace made it into Wikipedia. You did that right? I mean, who the Hell else would pull a stunt like that? Oh wait….yeah that figures.
So there it is God, at every turn I had a chance to float above it all and make you proud. Instead, I sprayed Pam on the my sled and shot my way straight down every single slope you put me on top of.
It was darn fine ride.
At any rate I want to see how you top this week.
You have your work cut out for you, but I guess you know that.
So that’s it for now
See you next Sunday and……

Amen
this is an I.B. Special
SUX TO BE YOU REPORT
When I was in the fourth grade I laughed at a kid who tripped in the lunch line.
My teacher decided to make an example out of me and I had to write on the blackboard 500 times
” I will not laugh at the misfortune of others. “
I learned my lesson….and I ignored Darren ( who I blamed for the ‘blackboard incident ) until one day he and his Mom show up at my front door and Darren is all emotional and hurt because
” Anita won’t talk to me anymore and I don’t know why “
Over 30 years later and I still have to pay attention to Darren.
But that’s another story.
Today I laughed at the misfortune of another person…and I laughed so much I’ll be standing at that blackboard until the Flying Monkeys come home….
go on read this true story and you’ll see why.
The owner of the Psychic Experiences shop says she had a feeling something bad was about to happen to the signs outside her store. Monday night, an arsonist set fire to signs that said “Tarot card reading — $20” and “Open.”
Police said they have no suspects. Evans said she doesn’t, either.
i will not laugh at the misfortunes of others…
but this time I think I will
Sorry Mr Olson- you Blackboard Fascist
Max found this.
Okay Everybody say ‘thanks’ to Max for finding
the best Zombie Character ever created….
and that includes those lame ones
and
Those
dorky Zombies
in
The Return Of The Living Dead Movies.


Everybody has them…Irregular Bones.
Irregular Bones are the odd shaped bones in your body and as such from their peculiar form, cannot be grouped as long bone, short bone, flat bone or sesamoid bone. Irregular bones serve some unique purpose in the body of combining: (1) protection of nervous tissue (such as the vertebrae protect the spinal cord), (2) affording multiple anchor points for skeletal muscle attachment (as with the sacrum), and maintaining pharynx and trachea support, and tongue attachment (such as the hyoid bone
(from Wikipedia)
My Irregular Bones (the blog) are the things that I write that are unique and don’t fit into my main blog at Anita’s Owl Creek Bridge. This is where I chill and put those little random thoughts that at times turn up in stories.
So step right up and tell me about your Irregular Bones.
The only rule is this has to be about YOU…like maybe a link to your favorite post ( that you’ve written ) or what inspired you to create your blog in the first place.
If your story is longer then lets say a couple of dozen words send me a post at
anitacurioustales at yahoo dot com
if not you can put it in the comment section and I’ll move it- cause you know I can.
SO COME ON SHOW ME YOUR IRREGULAR BONES!

This video is just, wrong, wrong, wrong….but it’s fun all the same.
Enjoy
