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Anita can’t come to her blog today.
She’s out trying to get a start on Friday.
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What The World Needs-Right Now
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A Little Song:
A Little Dance:
And
a
Really Nifty Picture of
David Tennant
To Reflect Upon
anita m.
finding ways to cure what ails you since
3-12-09
Hey Baby, I’m Famous Now
I can’t sing a note, but thanks to my tagging Friends at Facebook ( and I thought all Facebook was good for was to make you feel like a social-tard )
I’ve got a record, well an album- cover out.
YAY!
CREATE YOUR DEBUT ALBUM COVERrandom
The first random wikipedia article you get is the name of your band. (alternatively, if the first article you hit is short, hit Random Article two more times.)Random quotations
1 – Go to Wikipedia. Hit
2 – Go to
The last four or five words of the very last quote of the page is the title of your first album.“explore the last seven days“
Third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover.HERE:
3 – Go to flickr and click on
4 – Use photoshop or similar to put it all together. ( I don’t have photoshop I used the “I Can Has Cheesburger” Photo Caption program
Facebook Love
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In the Facebook Social World I am the equivilant of the Goldie Hawn Frosting Eating- Cat Crazy Character in ” Death Becomes Her.”
Okay- I exaggerate.
I’m not blond.
I guess the thing is I still don’t know what Facebook is forand I still can’t figure out those Applications and boxes and I thought that stupid thing ate my youtube clips but my friends eight year old daughter was kind enough to help me figure that out and they were right there where I left them.
She was also kind enough to show me how to do that note thing.
In addition to that I do know that people check in on their Facebook pages during the day and that you can put pictures up from your phone and God, I don’t even have a cell phone so I can’t even do that.
So nope, I’m not connected to the ” Book ” and to plunge my social outcast level to brand new lows I realized most of the people there are actually friends of my husband. Thank God cats and dogs don’t have Facebook because I’m almost sure even my pets would be better at working that site then me.
Anyway, when people talk about Facebook those of us ” Frosting Eaters ” will sort of mumble how many ‘friends’ they have and the others who network like crazy will act like they have to think about and then they’ll say ” Oh, around 500 “
God.
500.
500 Cool People all in one spot.
What are the odds?
And why is it, I often wonder, whenever I pull that site up I can hear the sound of locker doors opening and closing and I can smell the bitter scent of Clearasil?
So, How Did Your Day Go?
Yesterday at my bus stop I was leaning against the wall, watching the alley across the street.
So what is it with me and this alley?
It’s just weird looking, it’s got the brick road and if you know what to look for you can sort of see old Seattle down there- the fronts of buildings get ‘face lifts’ but not the backs so looking down some of those alleys is sort of like going back into time- or
like seeing a ghost.
Anyway.
I was looking down the alley with undivided attention because I can see this tan truck with tinted windows in the back and I know what that truck is.
It’s the Medical Examiners Truck.
Actually, the city uses the same truck for other Departments, but only the Medical Examiners truck has tinted windows in the back.
So out of the building pops two people with the M.E. jackets and one has a camera and eventually a Police Officer comes out and last but not least out comes this and M.E. with a bag about the size of a suitcase and I think-
Ouch.
I mean, I know what they put into those bags.
It’s sort of a ‘to-go’ bag if you know what I mean.
So he pops it into the back of the truck and goes around to the front and gets in and drives off.
I don’t think anyone else noticed.
Give Us A Smile Anita!
sUrPrIsE!
Do you know what happened on March 2, 2009?
A ‘surprise’ asteroid flew 41,010 miles (66,000 kilometers) above the Earth.
That’s right, it was called a ‘surprise’ by
By The Way our ‘surprise’ has a name-
it’s called:
2009 DD45
SURPRISE!
I’d have named it Baxter.
Baxter The Flaming Surprise.
Someone needs to put me in charge of this stuff.
Dancing Ladies, Flower Pots and The Law
When I was about seven or eight I remember this conversation that my Grandfather was having with a neighbor.
We were in Pioneer Square in downtown Seattle when my Grandfather points up to some windows and tells his friend that there’s this really stupid City Ordinance that’s still on the books and it involves Flower Pots.
” What’s that? “
“You can’t have them in this area, it’s illegal.” my Grandpa says.
” No kidding, why is that? “
” Well, you know back in the Gold Rush days the Prost-” and my Grandpa looks down at me and I could see see how bad he wanted to tell this story, but I thought he forgot the important part because his face got red.
” Uh. “
” What about the Flower Pots? ” me and his friend asked at the same time.
” Well the- you know- the ladies- dancing ladies, used to wait for their- well, Gentlemen Friends to leave the building and after they did the dancing ladies would drop the flower pots on their heads from the windows above the street. After they were sure they’d knocked them out cold they’d rob them.”
” No kidding. ” his friend says.
” Dancing Ladies used to throw flower pots on people’s heads ? ” I asked while hoping against hope that the answer would be yes.
I could see it clear as day- women in fancy dresses leaning out of their windows and dropping clay flower pots right on top of someone’s head.
It sounded like a great way to spend the afternoon to me.
My Grandfather takes a deep breath and says, ” Yes.”
It sounded to good to be true.
The funny thing is:
It was true.
Really.
My First Question Of The Month
I have a question about Mondays.
Who the Hell invented it and who the Hell decided to invite it into the Week?
Seriously. Answer me this: what good are Mondays?
Is anyone ever really glad to see it come around and once it does
does anyone ever say,
” oh wow look everyone it’s MONDAY! Where the heck have you been? “
No.
We just open the door to the week and say, ” Oh f$%^! It’s you!”
So.
In this age of ” Yes We Can “
I say we ditch Monday and just start with Tuesdays.
For Now.
Teen Girl Rat War
Seriously.
Did you know Teenage Goth Girls are into having Pet Rats?
There’s a market for it.
Oh.
I learned about it from Chris:
Irregular Bones 