Go say hello to Devin. He's been offline for a while, but now he is back.
Random images and thoughts from a misplaced Minnesota Diva trying to survive in Wisconsin.
Go say hello to Devin. He's been offline for a while, but now he is back.
Do you have any outstanding memories of the 4th of July?
I have two that stand out in my mind as the most magnificent of my life.
I love the 4th of July. I love what it stands for and I love being able to show my love and support of my country. Shoulder to shoulder with other patriotic citizens.
I am just sitting around watching movies and doing laundry today.
I have cleaned all week, now the house is trashed AGAIN.
So, I have decided I can take the day off from cleaning. They trashed it, they can clean it.
I made those pics below using some strange thing over at The Introverted Exhibitionist (Empress’) place.
Anyway, I am too lazy to find the link. Just click on the blogroll. She is on there.
Asshole’s didn’t turn out quite right. His skin is not that dark. And that pic almost makes him look Mexican. He’s not. He is very Irish.
Anyway, gotta go do another load of towels.
Have a great Saturday.
I had a nice long talk with Boss yesterday. I explained my problem to him about the guys being in the house without me.
He agreed, and told me that his trip would bring him back the weekend of the 16th. They will be going back to work on Monday, the 18th. The same day I am to leave on my trip.
I was so very happy.
I also explained to him how Weasel has not been paying his rent. Now he pays him right in front of me. He gave him money in front of me yesterday, and then made Weasel give me 2/3 of it.
Weasel wasn’t happy, but when I showed him how much he still owed, he was a little more compliant.
I cannot wait to get out of here. I do not have a set schedule for getting to the coast. My only definite dates are to be in
Other than that, we are flying by the seat of our pants. Not sure where we are staying, or if we will just sleep in the van. And no set miles per day. We are going to play tourist.
I can hardly wait!!!!!!!!!
Now this I would have liked to have seen.
Marlon Brando has died at age 80.
I don’t want anyone to think I am prejudiced. I’m not. I have nothing against people of a different race, color or creed.
Some of my best friends are black. I have dated black men, white men, red men…all types.
But each one of them were articulate and well-educated.
I know I am saying this all wrong. And last time I tried to clarify my thoughts on this matter, I had people take issue with what I was saying.
When I was in the Navy, there was a young man that I worked with named Bill. He was about 20 and from a nice
On the other hand, there was Pittman. He was about the same age, from
When I was in high school, I lived near an Indian Reservation. People used to tell us not to date the Indians. That they were awful.
Well, yes, some of them were. All they wanted to do was drink. And smoke weed. And get into fights whenever possible.
But there were others that were kind, loving people. The first love of my life was an Indian from that Reservation.
And yes, I know there are people like that from every race. And not just men. Women are just as bad.
It drives me nuts when I see guys of any color walking around with their pants around their ankles. Do they think that is sexy? It’s not…it’s stupid. Or when I hear anyone talking in that stupid ghetto slang. We all took English in school. Why didn’t you pay attention?
I have probably pissed a few people off with this post, but I can’t help it. This is the way I feel. I just want to scream at all those people to GROW UP!
Bill Cosby is again telling it like it is.
Click on Lady Liberty Fireworks
The guys arrived today.
Oh well, things have been a little better. Bet then, Weasel is up at a friend’s house.
We’ll see how things go for the next few days.
Did receive good news. Boss says they will not be at the house while we are gone. Hurray!
I got a call at 10:00 last night from Asshole.
They don’t know when they are coming home. They just landed another job.
I am glad they all aren’t coming back.
But I do miss him. Oh well.
Good news is I am feeling better. A little more like my old self. I am reading blogs again.
Just not commenting much.
Deal with it, people.
I had the weirdest dream last night.
It didn’t last very long (probably because Buttboy’s alarm went off at 6:45am)
I dreamed that we were at some house watching airplanes and stuff with a telescope. Buttboy says to me, “There is a Faith (Hill) and Tim (McGraw) van out there. The cops are all over it.”
I looked through the telescope and there was a white van down in a ditch with empty boxes all around it. The boxes had the packaging laying around them. You know, the popcorn and peanuts and newspaper.
Anyway, I asked Buttboy if he had seen it before the cops got there. He said it had been there all morning. Someone had apparently stolen the van full of CDs and DVD players and moved all the stuff to new packaging.
Then I woke up. Isn’t that weird?
The Political Compass
Rob over at Gut Rumbles talks about how he got rid of a hornet's nest on the side of his house.
This is the first step towards a Draft, isn't it?
Do you crack your knuckles?
Do you ever have one of those weeks where nothing seems exciting?
I just can’t seem to get myself motivated to do anything. I did clean the living room and bathroom. And I have been playing that stupid Pirate game.
But I just can’t motivate myself to read blogs or even care about other people right now.
Is that wrong?
I feel almost vegetative. I guess I am just a little stressed. Bills that we can’t pay; people coming over I don’t want to see. And now I have to worry about what is going on in my house while I am gone on my trip.
It seems Asshole’s boss has decided to go to
That will mean that Asshole and Weasel are in my house alone with no incoming funds. Which means I will spend the whole trip wondering what they are pawning to support their beer and cigarette habits.
What? You don’t think they will pawn my things? You are dead wrong. They will pawn anything they are not using. My movies, my Xbox, my Gamecube, my VCR, my TV, my DVD player. You name it – they’ll pawn it.
See, neither one of them have anything of their own. 95% of what is in this house is mine. I bought and paid for it all. And now I have to worry about them.
And I shouldn’t have to. That’s what makes this suck so bad. I should be able to leave my house and not worry about my stuff still being here when I get back.
So when they get here this afternoon, I will find out when Boss is leaving. If it is the 2 weeks I am going to be gone, then I will have to have a long talk with Mr. Asshole and Mr. Weasel.
Sorry I haven’t been posting for a few days. I’ve been stuck on that stupid game. And I am having to clean the entire house.
Why do I need to clean the entire house?
Because Asshole, Weasel and their buddies were here for 4 days and totally trashed it. Then they went back to work and left me with the mess.
We don’t have a single clean towel. Every dish in the house is dirty. The bathtub looks like someone poured a gallon of motor oil in it and let it soak.
It is just gross.
So, instead of doing it all at once (which would be overwhelming), I have been trying to do it a little at a time.
I do have good news. I lost 2 more pounds this week. I have lost a total of 17 now. Only 23 more to go. I’m not going to make it by my deadline, but I will try.
Anyway, hope all is well in your world.
Wow. The town I live in is actually famous for something.
This is one of my all-time favorite poems. Just thought I would share it.
This is the reason I have not been posting today. I have played this for 14 hours straight today.
Today is National HIV Testing Day.
If you are going to commit a murder, do not walk into a Wal-Mart wearing clothes covered with blood. And then purchase garbage bags, bandages and clean clothes with a blood smeared $100 bill.
He was deported, came back into the US and stabbed the infant son of his girlfriend?
Apparently there is now proof that George W. changes clothes at least once in a while.
This is just wrong on so many levels.
Go tell Shelli Happy Birthday!