Disconnected

There was a good portion of my day today where I simply refused to be available... to anyone that didn't really want my attention, that is. I didn't open outlook and I didn't check any of the mail I have on webservers. And to tell you the truth, I kinda liked it.

You see, if you have my phone number, but you e-mail me anyway... I sometimes get the feeling that what you had to say wasn't all that damn important. Sometimes I'm right, the emails don't have much important to say. Sometimes I make that judgement call myself and just slap the label on there specifically because you chose to email the contents instead of call. Most of the time when that happens, people have their story all lined up already...

- I was too busy to talk so I just sent of a quick email instead...

- I wanted to talk to you but I didn't want to interrupt what you were doing...

- I thought maybe it would be better if we didn't talk so I just emailed it off instead...

Do you see a trend here? My thoughts on those stories...If it were that damn important to you, you wouldn't have been too busy, you would have risked interrupting, or you would have put your balls on the line and tried to talk about it. But apparently whatever it is you had to say just wasn't...

So if its not that damn important to you, I'm not going feel bad for being disconnected for a few hours of sanity.

Those of you without my number, I apologize...

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Walk the Line

I saw Walk the Line last night. Let me tell you, it was a hard movie to watch. It was a good movie, but I almost walked out on at least three separate occasions because it weighed so heavy on me that I thought I might never get the tears to stop if I stayed. However, I did stay and was able to manage keeping the waterworks to a minimum.

Earlier yesterday, I read Eric's take on the movie...

Â… the sad thing is, Johnny Cash had everything.. fame, fortune, and blowjobs from adoring bobby-soxersÂ… but he drove himself into the ground because his Pa was an assholeÂ… full of self-pity, the Great Man in Black had the backbone of slow-boiled Cajun shrimp.. at least according to the movieÂ… it took June Carter straightening him up and stroking his ego to save him from oblivionÂ…

I have to say, no disrespect intended, I didn't see things quite the same way. Of course, most everything I now know about Johnny Cash (other than the music) is from this movie, so I could be off in left field picking belly button lint for all I know. But I saw Johnny Cash as someone far from that with a backbone of slow-boiled shrimp. I saw a man more honest with himself than most people I've met today, that lacked the tools and support to constructively manage that honesty. There were no secrets about his pain or where it came from. I saw a man that knew, deep down, that he was worth something with great things to offer. But I also saw a man that saw himself through glasses that, unfortunately, no one else wore. His mirror became their perception. He was abandoned, even in success, and turned to vices for comfort.

June Carter didn't stroke his ego. From what I saw, she elegantly kicked him more times than most any man could ever take. What man today do you know that would keep coming back after all the closed doors and broken dreams? Not many. June Carter didn't straighten him up. She walked away from the self-destructive behavior and refused to be a part of the negative comfort seeking lifestyle he was leading. What June Carter did for Johnny Cash was the greatest thing any person can do for another - she shattered that mirror of other people's perceptions. She wore the glasses he had worn so long ago. She allowed him to see a better reality that didn't need to be escaped.

I will admit, no one is bulletproof, but in my mind, my heros will always be 6 feet tall... You see, my heros are the ones that struggle but manage to get back up again. The ones that can stumble, falter, and fall, but always return with a comeback. The ones that inspire perserverence and determination by their success against adversity, not their luck or aura of Godliness. Anyone that can keep walking forward, no matter how many roadblocks come up or how many times they make the wrong choice, will forever be the tallest person I know.

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Feisty and Fun

Sometimes things are just not what you think... Just take the following description, for example. What if it were to be vaguely considered a personal ad?

5'6, top heavy SWF
Former cheerleader, go-go dancer, and cocktail waitress
Dyed hair
Pierced
Multiple tattoos

She sounds sort of interesting, doesn't she? Probably fun, maybe a little wild? Perhaps has a freaky streak somewhere that might make it worth the date to find out for sure...? After all, it is Friday night and all... But wait, there's more! more...

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Crap Queens

Riding home on the train tonight, I encountered two surprises...that when combined just sent it all down in flames...

#1 - the train was damn near empty. Hallelujah!

#2 - two overly flamboyant, broke-down, stank-ass, ghetto queens (and yes, I do mean queen in the way you think I mean queen) thought they owned the joint.

Ordinarily two queens on an empty train would have made for a pretty entertaining situation but these two just jacked that whole idea all to hell.

Most queens have some kind of flashy outfit that is mildly amusing... These guys were dressed in dirty, baggy clothes (mostly black) that looked like they had been worn for two weeks straight. They were complete with nappy, badly dyed hair that had no style. Accentuated by the stupid 'i-stole-a-pair-of-my-momma's-stockings-and-put-them-on-my-head' type hats. (come on, are they 'hats'? really? are they?)

Most queens will entertain you (in the Montel kind of way) with their flamboyant speech and dramatic conversations... These guys were just loud and obnoxious about a whole lot of nothing interesting... across the train from each other...

Most queens have some attention getting 'talent' that is mildly amusing... These guys were not blessed with such gifts... or grace... or talent. Period. They had a CD player that they turned up loud enough to hear without wearing the headphones... to which the one not near it felt the need to sing along with...very poorly. He missed the beat, forgot the words, and just plain sucked.

Scampered about the train and echoing their antics through the whole car, they were perhaps some of the most annoying people I have ever come into contact with. And I've met a fair number of Demorats, so that's saying a lot. So here's what I think should happen as a result of the pain I suffered at their expense...

The real queens of DC should get together and beat these two crap queens within an inch of their lives with their old stilettos. They are giving queens everywhere a bad name ... and depriving the entire metro area of the comedic blogfodder that a queenie encounter should deliver...

(I wonder how many friends my gay republican friend will bring to the fight)

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Thursday's Yummies

So this dude is still all about drooling over Claudia Black. I do see his point though, she is quite the sight sometimes, especially as her character Aeryn:

But just between you, me, and the 'sphere, after having met the dude, I'm not so sure he can really handle a tough chick like that... women like that are best left to the curious chicks professionals such as myself...

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On Interns...

Q: "So, what do you do as an intern here at the Department?"

A: "I pour champagne."

No seriously, that's what I did this afternoon... I poured champagne for people far more important than me that will never remember my name...

But I did get to drink some too!

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You're Flippin Kiddin Me...

I already know we have some seriously bitchy power delivery systems out here where I live. Personally, I blame the shitty construction that also allows me the following luxuries:

- awesome acoustics with which to hear the mini-Olympians running track and doing the long jump directly above my bed at 7am
- cold air that always seems to find its way into the house during the worst part of the dreariest days of winter to create treacherous drafts
- heat that builds up in my room so easily that even when there are 5 inches of snow on the ground right outside, my room is an unbearable sauna.

I have put up with power outages during rainstorms, snowstorms, the nicest spring day, and clear evenings. In fact, I even put up with one night where the power went out and came back on again at least four times...each time waking me up as my cordless phone searched for its base station. I won't even set my clock radio anymore because the power flips off that freakin often.

But tonight, the gremlins gnawing on the power lines went too far...

I just gotten home from a long day at the office where the computer corrupted a big file (and my boss frustrated the hell out of me) and an extraordinarily long class session where the prof tried to argue with me about whether my paper was late (no f'in way, pal). All I wanted to do was read my e-mail and have some dinner. I opened outlook, waited for the mail to download off all the servers, and started to delete the junk...

When the power blipped...just enough to make my computer restart...

Every bit of the day's e-mail from the main server (with the exception of 2 messages that I couldn't give two shits about) was gone. Not in outlook, not on the server... gone.

You have got to be flippin kiddin me! You just do not mess with a woman's e-mail...

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Back to the Grindstone

...err... headstone? I don't even know what you call my job...

My first day back after being gone for 10 whole days, according to my boss "a ton of shit when down" while I was gone, and I was so bored ... I hella fell asleep at my desk... twice...

Damn my job is exciting!

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Wheels Down

Finally, I've made it back to DC in one piece. Actually, to tell you the truth, I made it back last night. So why am I just now getting around to blogging?

Well...

I was enjoying the fact that the place is clean. I can lay on the couch, read a magazine work on a paper, and light a candle without fear I might set half my house on fire. And I think ArmyWife swept out the garage while she was here too...

The only problem is, I think she cleaned too well. Some of my things seem to have gone into hiding...

I mean, I know ArmyWife and I can probably wear a lot of the same clothes but some of my favorite under-thingies... ? Odd things to borrow. And speaking of which, either she's found a new and interesting place to hide my stash of fun-time toys or she and I are much better friends than I had previously thought...

I see that RSM didn't quite learn the trick to my ghetto fancy-shmancy DVD player either since his *ahem* evening 'entertainment' is still lodged in the tray. The player feisty like that... needs a little stroking of her own before she hands over the goods. I'll have to return this DVD to him... one of these days...

I can't thank these two enough for watching the house while I was away. Everything is still in one piece, its clean, and there are even holiday decorations up. These guys are too good to me. A mighty nice return, much nicer than I deserve for asking such busy people to keep house for such a long time. I simply must have them over for dinner.

Now, I still have to figure out that whole drag queen impersonation on my answering machine though... the voice is just so strangely familiar... but I can't quite place it...yet...

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Surprise

The good news is the Cat is back in town, the bad news is the mice can no longer play.

So I must set down the martini glasses, fluffy slippers, olives, and bottles of nail polish.

Now where did I put my apron, rubber gloves, cleaning bucket, hair clip, and diaper bag?

Well it was fun while it lasted. Darn I need to do this again. Maybe next time I will show up in D.C., and you won't be able to rid yourself of me.

Welcome home Cat, I tried to clean up round here. Oh and if you are missing anything, you will probably find it at RSM's.'

*whistling, and closing the door*

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Thanksgiving

Today I am thankful for...

Improvements in my relationships with my family.

My best friend finally finding a man who values her like the rare gem she is and always will be.

The ability to escape the east coast several times a year.

Friends who support me and keep things running (like my blog) when I want to run away from everything.

Having the opportunity to meet so many terrific, kind, amusing, entertaining, and all around wonderful new friends and bloggers at my first and second (of many) blogmeets.

Our military men and women that sacrifice their normal lives in order to make the world a better, safer place for all of us.

Self-awareness and the ability to learn from ones mistakes.

My quite elderly kitty cat who still is still alive and kicking (and begging for attention) when everyone said he would be dead last year.

Friends that never forget you, even if you fall of the planet for a while.

Happy Thanksgiving everyone! If you'll excuse me, I've got some stuffing myself to do...

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If I Were....Single?

Over at "my house", I do a weekly thing called if I were Emma Peel....today I was wondering what I would be doing if I were single.

If I were single....

I would have called in sick today.

I would rent Sabrina with Audrey Hepburn.

I would listen to Nina Simone, and Shelby Lynn.

I would probably still be smoking.

I would buy myself a new blouse.

I would go to the store and shop with one of those cute baskets.

I would take the longest bath ever.......

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On the Move

Just wanted to check in with you guys... make sure the house is still standing and all...

I finally had lunch at the KC BBQ place where they filmed the sleazy bar scene in Top Gun. It was a cheesy tourist trip, I'm glad I took the time to stop by.

Unfortunately I was only able to stick around for 20 mins or so...I spent the rest of the day on a train from San Diego to LA. I'll be spending the next week or so avoiding interrogation enjoying some quality family time around here.

Now...who wants to tell me why the outgoing message on my answering machine has been changed to what sounds like a bad drag queen impression...?

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cleaning up.....

I better get some of this cleaned up before the princess gets home.......Once a Mom, always a Mom. Where did these feathers come from? Does anyone know how to get a DVD out of a player....it seems to be stuck?

RSM, is in trouble.....

Cat, I only owe you a smell jar of olives, and some vodka.

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On a Straight Tequila Night

Beaches, boots, dancing and shots... damn, it's good to be back in the southland...

I snapped some pics of the surfers today while I strolled on the sand.

Way authentic chinese food for lunch that rocked.

Finally got fitted for my boots - they are in the process of being ordered... Merry (early) x-mas to me!

A purple shirt and berry lips...

Lots of line dances, ass shaking to some bizzare hip hop, and I had no choice but to let my hair down and rock out to some 80s. (Someone lost my favorite hair clip though...)

And what night would be complete without my shots... open tab, tequila flowing... Mmm Mmm!

Coincidentally I ran into a guy I met last November when I was in town at the same bar. He came up and totally thought I wouldn't remember him but I did. He's a little sweetheart of a stud muffin. Too bad he bailed without saying goodbye...

But for now, in the words of Little Miss Teacher ... it's mimi time!

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Life of a Single Girl....

AAAHHHHHHHHHHHH....

I finally found the f'in keys, and they weren't under the mat. RSM had left them in the door of all places. So I finally show up, and here I am, in a single girls apartment. WOW... I have not been single since 1991.........

So now I sit here, legs up on the ottoman. Martini in hand, eating olives. It is quiet. I have the remote to myself. There is a big bathtub sans ducks and squirt guns. There are even candles on the coffee table I can light.

This is a single girls place, complete with lingerie hanging over the shower bar, a fluffy rug by the tub.

The fridge is stocked with wine, cheese, olives, chocolate, chinese take out. No appplesauce, juice boxes, or soy yogurt.

I have no idea what I am supposed to do in here, I have forgotten...

Hell I didn't even trip over a babydoll, or step on a lego. It is like being in a foreign country.

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On Balls

Looks like RSM is taking fine care of the library while I'm away and unable to keep an eye on things... Thanks, dude.

The ball was last night. As predicted, the poor Marines didn't know what hit em. The dress fit like a dream, the lipstick shiney red, the shoes strappy and sparkley. And for my benefit, studly eye candy as far as I could see. Naturally, I pissed off a few wives as I talked to their husbands... but hey, I didn't know who they belonged to! Besides, that's apparently what I do...

Gotta run, the clear blue sky and 74 degree weather is calling my name!

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I'm Going...

I missed blogging yesterday because I was trying to tie up all my loose ends and make sure I got myself all packed. You guessed it. As LL Cool J once said...

I'm going back to Cali, Cali, Cali
I'm going back to Cali...

The rest of this week in San Diego, next week on the north side of LA. ) (I don't how I'd survive without frequent flyer miles... )

Anyone want to guest blog while I'm away? Huh? Huh? I see you thinking about it...

UPDATE: Anyone that wants a postcard or has been craving something Cali, e-mail with your address and the item your little heart desires.

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Going Down

I didn't feel so well - ok, I felt like ass this morning.

Some type of hot flash overtook my senses...
I suddenly felt quite ill.
I took my jacket off...
I couldn't manage to cool down.
I touched my hand to any piece of cold metal I could find...
It worked until they grew warm.

I thought I was ok...
I was wrong.
The light headedness got worse...
My vision blurred...
My hearing faded...

Mayday! Mayday! Mayday!
I was going down.

I know what falling feels like later...
I didn't need that kind of hurt.
I slumped against the wall behind me...
I stayed on the floor for the next 6 stops.
I felt the angry stares from other cramped passengers...
I clutched my stomach praying not to hurl.

Finally it was my stop...

I made it through the rest of the day ok.

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Awww...I'm So Cute!

stolen (a long time ago) from: Ramblings and Travels

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