Why is it that Google is telling me the current weather is "light rain" when it has been a downpour off and on all afternoon, I've heard thunder, seen lightening, and the national weather service is telling me about flood and tornado warnings?

I think someone is trying to piss on my shoe and tell me its raining

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Does anyone else find it ironic that I had to spend part of the afternoon cleaning an appliance meant to clean other things?

Check out the disgusting blue goo in my washing machine

Apparently the people that lived here before me were unfamiliar with the concept of an automatic fabric softener dispenser ... or the manual for the machine ...

Just disgusting

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Halloween in the new house was a huge turn out

Not one mob...

Not two groups...

Not three sets...

or even four families...

Big fat ZEE-ROW. Not a single kid to eat these four bags of candy that I really don't need to have added to my hips this month.

So, how many trick-or-treaters did you get?

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1 I guess the word got out on you pretty quick, eh?

Posted by: Ogre at November 01, 2006 11:02 AM (oifEm)

2 Ogre is a meanie! Anyway, not too many - two dozen or so in "packs" of 6 with parental escorts, but think that is because so many folks go to special events at church or school or the town hall. Seems like fewer every year. But those that came were well-costumed, and the little ones were cute as buttons!

Posted by: jck at November 01, 2006 11:28 AM (fRt6P)

3 uhm two. its pretty darn cold in KS this time of year.

Posted by: Shelley at November 01, 2006 12:37 PM (Mr51i)

4 we had 0 as well. Although that's probably because we live behind a security gate. Although, in the 7 years we've been married, we've only had a total of 4.....

Posted by: caltechgirl at November 01, 2006 12:45 PM (/vgMZ)

5 I had 50 and then I turned out the light after the collective were in bed...people kept ringing the bell about 100 times, and waking them... drove me wacky..'

Posted by: armywifetoddlermom at November 01, 2006 05:21 PM (IVwWm)

6 We had about 75, which is way up from the last few years. I thought it might because we've had several new families with kids move onto the street this year. I also had just enough candy, and the last two kids got a few pieces each to finish off the bowl.

Posted by: Ted at November 01, 2006 07:36 PM (+OVgL)

7 None. Not a single one.

Posted by: jesse at November 02, 2006 06:56 AM (z1Syu)

8 ... zero.... and it was excellent....

Posted by: Eric at November 02, 2006 09:22 AM (NlzwQ)

9 ZERO...because we didn't have the flyer on our apartment door letting kids know we were giving out candy. I'd rather not invite little hellraisers to freely peep in my windows so they can tell their family members that I have stuff worth stealing. Plus, I refuse to give anything to this new "entitlement" generation.

Posted by: Dorothy at November 02, 2006 11:42 AM (pqJMZ)

10 I feel your pain. It was also my first Halloween in a new place/neighborhood/town, and I had no idea how many T-orTers to expect. I asked around, and people told me that I could get up to 150 little goblins! So, I prepared diligently... Yup, you guessed it. Not a single one. I am now doing my best to give candy away. Next year I'll buy candy but won't open the bag(s) until anyone shows up, so at least I can return it to the store!

Posted by: AnnaD at November 02, 2006 11:55 AM (TCXPd)

11 My doorbell rang twice. Both times it was my own kids. Go figure.

Posted by: Sticks at November 02, 2006 06:13 PM (Ak7WA)

12 I probably got a couple of hundred this year. That's about the usual turnout in my neighborhood. I spend about $50.00 on candy every year and rarely have very much left. Last year I only got about 10 trick or treaters but that was right after Hurricane Wilma and there was no power in all of Palm Beach County at the time. Halloween is my favorite day of the year.

Posted by: assrot at November 02, 2006 07:49 PM (ARCEn)

13 I got a bunch of them, including one that I got between the eyes. That was a lucky shot, though.

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I will admit, I did not watch seasons one or two so my ability to judge this show is based only on the past how-ever-many weeks. But I have to just say ...

Project Runway SUCKS!

I grew addicted to it once my aunt got me watching it, but now ...

Complete and total suckitude

(If you TiVo'd the finale last night and haven't seen it yet - stop reading) more...

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1 Um... wow. I guess I missed out.

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I cannot explain what happened ... all I know is, I have no interest in any part of the island of Jamaica right now. A single night at a local restaurant and I may never eat Caribbean food again.

...It had to have been the shrimp...

Not 10 minutes outside the restaurant and I knew ... the rest of the night would be a struggle to keep from seeing dinner again.

So far, I am winning the battle ... by a hair ...

ugh

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I got a jury questionnaire last week. UGH.

I filled it out today, signed it, folded it back up, filled in my return address on the envelope, put the questionnaire inside ... and it doesn't fit.

The morons down at the county pre-folded my questionnaire so that it is too tall to fit in the envelope.

Get with the program here people!!

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I got an email not too long ago from a local blogger letting me know that one of my "Good Reads" had directed him to a she-male pr0n site. When I linked it, it was a housewife telling of her tales with cooking and legos. My how times change when you're not paying attention.

Today, I click another of the links and found myself looking at a girl in many (some bizzare) nude poses. Another of my links changed while I wasn't looking.

I think its time to clean up the blogroll a little ....

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I think it is the not working that has me in such a funk. Too much time, not enough order. Sure, there are chores to be done, projects to be completed ... but there are no deadlines, no structure, no pressing need.

It has left me in need of a pedicure.

Who wouldn't feel better with cute toes like these?

Now to find a shop that can replicate my floral San Diego cuteness...

Update: My sock-less cohort in up to a little monkey business of her own

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Oh IÂ’m sorry, my name is Travey and IÂ’m pretty much a big deal
Oh, you never heard of me?
Hmm, that sounds absurd to me.

Or NOT.

Honestly, this pompous crap dudes pull could not be more of a turn off. Oh and by the way, it doesn't pass for confidence either.

I don't care what kind of cell phone you have, who's on the other end, where your business card says you work, who your last girlfriend was, what kind of car you drive, or who made your clothes ... okay?

If your entire identity can be summed up in a series of commercial labels, do yourself a favor and keep walking ... cuz I ain't havin one more minute of it.

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I think I'm going to need to borrow ArmyWife's red tent for a few days. Normally, I'd say the tent is overkill for me, but this time, it might not be a bad precaution.

Last night, I was moody ... not bitchy or irritable ... Just plain moody. I have a lot on my mind and all of it just weighed with a terrible sadness.

I've been doing my best to keep it within the confines of my own personal space, but I think I've failed on a few occasions.

So perhaps today I will take with me to the confines of the tent a very comfy blanket, some pillows, and curl up in the corner with a movie sure to make me cry. Maybe I can flush out some of these demons out with a bought of overly dramatic tears brought on by just the right cinematic forumla of cheese, bullshit, and unlikely romance.

Maybe this is why I never go camping ...

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1 Whether physically or metaphorically, "getting away from it all" is very appealing. Just don't let the little time out become a long withdrawal.

Posted by: Lysander at July 06, 2006 10:49 AM (ShW/G)

2 Honey, we need to start decorating the tent, so people can rent it or borrow it...a cyber red tent... I think that may be the ticket. Fill it with cheezy movies, and books, candles, and lotion, and cucumber masks, a hot tub for soaking, no mirrors and comfy jammies.....

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At the risk of furthering the highly erroneous idea that I am a neat freak ... I feel the need to confess my sins of the day.

... I crevice tooled nearly my entire house ...

I pulled out all the vacuum attachments, made myself a magic wand of suction (wow, someone could go bad places with that one), snapped on the crevice tool, and away I went.

Room corners? Done
Baseboards? Done
Edges of the carpet? Done
Crown moldings? Done
Fireplace encasement? Done
Air vents? Done
Door frames? Done
Sliding glass door track? Done
Under the stove? Done
Under the fridge? Done

And then, yes ... there's more
... I dusted/cleaned every neglected thing in the house ...

All the usual stuff? Done (duh)
Chair rail? Done
Stupid inset wall panels? Done
Evil decorative wood going up the stairs? Done
Banisters? Done (btw, these were the nastiest part of the whole day ... hand grime like you wouldn't believe!)

If my room werenÂ’t still so cluttered up, I'd think I'm turning a little OCD. I'm telling you, today was a scary day ...

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I finally got a picture of my dad's OTHER $1500 mistake ...

Meet Ringo:

(click to enlarge)

I suppose he's kinda cute ...

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In a random pick me up tonight ...

I popped a button open on my shirt with my boobs (by accident, of course!)

Thanks, Girls! That was a nice physique-related ego boost.

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Yo Toeny!

Why don't you take a little walk ...

I thought I made it clear the last time ... I don't wanna see any of you or your crew around here again.

And you tell your goon Phoot-fungus I'm on to his laundering scheme too.

Capice?

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Just how is it that every time my dad comes to town, I end up doing his laundry? And not just laundry, but his underwear!?

I swear its like he only has the three pair that came in the pack together from Kmart ...

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I had some somewhat good news fall into my lap today ...

That $1500 I dropped to bail that guy out of jail (A YEAR AGO) is finally headed back to me.

After at least 8 months of radio silence, he called me out of the blue and told me that everything was taken care of. Naturally, I was skeptical. I checked the case file online and it said essentially the same thing. All I could think was, "well, I'll be damned ... I never thought I'd see the day ... "

I am trying to figure out the karmic circle of it all though ...

Not 20 minutes before he called, my doorbell rang ... my doorbell NEVER rings. On the other side was a semi-handsome young gentleman selling coupon books ... in the rain. Generally I'm not interested - but then he mentioned the wheelchair basketball team and I didn't have the heart to shut the door. I flipped through the book and made my purchase donation.

Was that my karmic good deed that brought me circle enough to deserve this good news? Maybe. Maybe not. But karma sure did get the bail jumper's ass though ... he's got the worst case of shingles his local hospital has ever seen.

I love karma.

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Whole Foods Markets Inc has decided to "stop selling live lobsters and crabs on the grounds that it's inhumane."

Animal rights activities were thrilled with the decision, not just because of the way lobsters are harvested, shipped and stored but because of the fate that awaits many of them — being dropped alive into a pot of boiling water.

Have we really carried things this far? Are animal rights activists going to eventually win against cattle farmers too? Because you know, they are killed while they're still alive and all ...

And what about this evidence:

...lobsters can shed a claw that's stuck between two rocks and move on like nothing happened, said Diane Cowan, a marine biologist who studies lobster behavior in Maine

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I conducted a bit of an experiment on my hair last night ... Curlers ...

They were an enormous bitch to put in and almost as awful to get out.

The result? A long list of lessons learned:

- I hate sleeping with shit on my head
- my hair takes over 12 hrs to dry when wrapped up
- curlers mean extra body ... in the form of frizz
- poofy does not equal pretty
- always practice a hairstyle before you really need one to work

I look like a mangy, disheveled lion today. You know what mean ... that old scrawny looking one they show on Discovery channel that used to get all the ass in the pride but now just lays around waiting for patches of his mane to fall out as the lionesses ignore him.

Thank god for hats and bandanas!

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... SWG ...

Yep, Eric of SWG should become the 'sphere car salesman. How do I know? Listen to the dream I woke from this morning.

Setting: Large-scale blogmeet of some kind, as best as I can figure

Everyone is having a good time, chit-chatting, laughing (lots of laughing), having some munchies and a few drinks. Most everyone knows each other in some capacity, but there's this one guy ....

He's a big guy. Very tall, large bone structure, and of formidable weight. No one seems to know who he is or where he came from. People try to include him in conversation and be polite, but he is a master of concealing any meaningful information that may reveal his identity or connection to the gathering. He looks no one in the face as he talks and focuses his attention in a general downward direction. There remains a purposeful air of mystery around him and confusion in his wake.

::: Enter Eric :::

From somewhere in the house Eric stumbles upon the scene, determined to bring some comedy to the scene. The next thing you know, the big guy is fairly drunk. Yet, he is still far more interested in keeping his head down, curt conversation, and the snack table than much blogger-style socialization. So Eric presses the envelope a little more.

Eric starts chatting up the big guy about anything he has expressed an interest in or a desire for. Given his attention on the snack plate, many food items were discussed. Suddenly, Eric starts offering to sell him things.

"5 bucks for a bag of those cashews to take home with you, Buddy"
"How about some of those olives for later? Just a couple dollars"

And the offers expanded...

"Seems you really like the style of this table. ItÂ’s yours if you've got about 45 greenbacks you want to part with"
"The ring? Yeah, it's a nice ring. I tell you what, I'll let it go for a C note if you really want it that bad. You're a good guy."

We all stood around in amazement. This guy was taking every offer Eric threw his way. Big dude's wallet was hemorrhaging. At some point it became a sport that we all started betting on.

The big money was on how much trouble Eric was going to be in with Mrs. SWG though. She walked out and we all got dead silent. Eric took his new customer to investigate more potential sales. All that could be heard behind them was nervous laughter and shuffling, uneasy feet.

We reluctantly clued Mrs. SWG in that her husband was auctioning off their belongings to a stranger. She paused for a minute and her face tightened. Until she got curious, "How much is he selling us down the river for?"

We relayed the prices on things and she burst into a fit of laughter. Seems Eric was taking the big guy for the ride of his life. All the prices were at least 75% above the item's real value, if not twice that.

So personally, I think Eric would be perfect for 'sphere car salesman. Just don't buy a car from him now that you know why he got the job. But the ellipses would really put newbies at ease ...

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I saw him wearing on the re-run Comedy Central ran tonight ... Fucker!

That's my favorite shirt too!!

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