I wonder if I will ever recover from losing Rocco. I know it seems over the top grieving for a dog but I can't help what I feel. And I feel as if I am losing my mind, one duck nibble at a time.
For instance.... ever see that insurance commercial with the dimple guy standing in front of a sprawling newstand. There he stands spouting off about honest people, etc, and along comes this guy in a plaid black and red jacket with his hoody hood flopping against his back. Plaid guy is eating a slice of pizza and just munching along but I find it so terribly sad it makes me cry. A guy in plaid eating pizza.
I've always been odd but this is getting too odd even for me and I SWEAR TO GOD that I have had enough with the winged things and the numbers. Birds started up again last week with a weird mix of sea gulls, crows, a single raven, pigeons and I hawk/falcon/taloned bird. All flying around the building for a frenzied moment or two till they all went.... somewhere. And the 11:11 is cropping up along with variations such as 12:12 3:33 and 2:22. I don't want this hoohaw. I'm quite happy with my angels.
So, not much has been happening in my weird world, my oddz bodkinz world but I thought I'd stick my head in so that no one thinks I died.
Oh and speaking of which. One evening we left my car in the lot at the office because we went to dinner in Michael's car and it was too cold to get into the cold car to drive home. So we left it in the lot and when Michael got in before me the next morning, he thought I was here and started to search for my body in the building because he thought someone had killed me. (wishful thinking?)
He had done something like this when we were first married. He came into the apartment, saw my sweater and purse in their spots but no me so he searched the apartment and checked the dishwasher because he thought someone had killed me and stuffed me into the dishwasher. I was downstairs in a neighbor's apartment. sigh.
Monday, February 28, 2011
Thursday, February 10, 2011
What???!!!!
I was watching a TV show the other night. It's a newish show called Out of Bounds and it's about Doctors in some unnamed South American Country. Or maybe they are just residents, who knows. They look too young to be doctors but lately everyone has looked too young to be anything. Anyway one of the mini stories in the story is an old guy with mouth cancer and a cheezy german accent who ends up being a Nazi. Stick up her ass blonde doctor chick turns him in to the American authorities even tho old Nazi dude is dying and everyone is trying to talk her out of it. So there she sits in the middle of the night, at the old nazi's bedside and she begins to tell him why she turned him in. She told him she WASN'T Jewish, or gay, or mentally or physically handicapped or a gypsy. I think she threw in 7 day Adventists but that could just be in my head but she did leave out the Poles whom the German thought were sub human. (My maiden name was Kwiatkowski so I'm a bit biased on that point) I never did actually hear what her reason was cause I was so flumoxed that she had gotten the rest of the stuff right! People seem to equate concentration camps with Jews only but a whole lotta other people were gassed as well. I was just amazed that this show threw that in when really if all she had said was that she wasn't jewish would have neatly fit. Usually I am pissing and moaning about what they don't get right so I must say I was impressed.
I have often wondered that if I had lived in Germany during world war II would I have been a righteous gentile or just turned my head. I'd like to think I would have been but who knows what would have happened when push came to shove. After 9-11 someone did tell me that if I had been in those towers I never would have gotten out, I would have been too busy getting everyone else out. I was touched by that comment till someone else asked me if the first person said that because she thought I was bossy. Probably...possibly....ok yeah definitely. I am also opinionated and tempermental and verbose and I think that is where this all should end.
I have often wondered that if I had lived in Germany during world war II would I have been a righteous gentile or just turned my head. I'd like to think I would have been but who knows what would have happened when push came to shove. After 9-11 someone did tell me that if I had been in those towers I never would have gotten out, I would have been too busy getting everyone else out. I was touched by that comment till someone else asked me if the first person said that because she thought I was bossy. Probably...possibly....ok yeah definitely. I am also opinionated and tempermental and verbose and I think that is where this all should end.
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Stuff
I have coughed so much that, if I were puffing a sailboat across the ocean, I would have been there and be heading back by now. Each cough also makes me feel as if I am slowly being sawed in half by a piano wire. Can't wait to get home and refil the hot vaporizer.
On other fronts, this whole Ollie Isabella stuff is really getting odd. Little dog Ollie insisted on going out late last night. I tried to talk him out of it, I wanted to go to bed but he insisted and I gave in. No sooner was he at the door when Isabella comes tearing down the hallway grumbling under her breath and demands to be let out as well. ISABELLA NEVER UNDERLINED HIGHLIGHTED BELLS AND WHISTLES never goes out side. Ever. But since I was there anyway and she was getting more and more vocal, I let her out. Where she promptly sat on the porch and waited..... for Ollie... a dog she hasn't said two word to in her entire life. Ollie comes up on the porch, they come in together and Ollie gets his frozen meatball and (can you tell where this is going) Isabella had to have one as well. She only sniffed hers and walked awy so I guess that means Ollie got two.
I've stopped seeing the 11:11 time thing and hope the 3:33 and the 4:44 that have cropped up means nothing. And yes, I have taken to shouting at the universe when it happens and telling them to CUT IT OUT! What good is knowing something is going to happen when you can't stop it or change it. I would rather NOT know.
People are idiots. I was watching Face Off last night. It's a show on Syfy where.. uh oh... my train of thought derailed.... it's a show where, they're not makeup artists exactly more like special effects makeup people compete weekly to see who goes home. Like project Runway on steriods ad nightmares. Anyway, I'm watching the first show on demand and the task was to make hums look like an animal human mutant and they had 3 animals to choose from, an Elephant, an ostrich and a beetle.
An aside here.... I don't expect people to have the love of animals that I have or to know the useless trivia that I know but for god's sake doesn't everyone know that Ostriches can't fly? The guy who asked if ostriches could fly also asked if they had teeth. Then someone wandered by and said not to get within three feet of the bird because it would peck an eye out. Someone get the eye patch. Of course all of them forgetting the fact that one swift ostrich kick could rip them open like a bag of dollar store candy. Then the other ostrich team ends up making their model look like daisy duck on crack and if my internet would behave I'd post it here, or a link but I don't think that will happen.
Last night they had to body paint naked models to either blend in with a certain background or look as if they were wearing clothes in this background. So the first guy to pick chooses an African American girl standing in front of a poster of the rain forest. This guy in all sincerity says the reason he picked her and that was that with her hair he could make he look like a lion. Huh? GRASSLANDS you idiot. You find lions in GRASSLANDS in AFRICA!
If they are these whoopdedoodle special effects artists don't you think that would have to have some knowledge of animals and the way they are put together? Besides, female lions don't have manes.
There are times when I think I would like to live under a rock instead of getting nibbled to death by ducks.... or ostriches.
On other fronts, this whole Ollie Isabella stuff is really getting odd. Little dog Ollie insisted on going out late last night. I tried to talk him out of it, I wanted to go to bed but he insisted and I gave in. No sooner was he at the door when Isabella comes tearing down the hallway grumbling under her breath and demands to be let out as well. ISABELLA NEVER UNDERLINED HIGHLIGHTED BELLS AND WHISTLES never goes out side. Ever. But since I was there anyway and she was getting more and more vocal, I let her out. Where she promptly sat on the porch and waited..... for Ollie... a dog she hasn't said two word to in her entire life. Ollie comes up on the porch, they come in together and Ollie gets his frozen meatball and (can you tell where this is going) Isabella had to have one as well. She only sniffed hers and walked awy so I guess that means Ollie got two.
I've stopped seeing the 11:11 time thing and hope the 3:33 and the 4:44 that have cropped up means nothing. And yes, I have taken to shouting at the universe when it happens and telling them to CUT IT OUT! What good is knowing something is going to happen when you can't stop it or change it. I would rather NOT know.
People are idiots. I was watching Face Off last night. It's a show on Syfy where.. uh oh... my train of thought derailed.... it's a show where, they're not makeup artists exactly more like special effects makeup people compete weekly to see who goes home. Like project Runway on steriods ad nightmares. Anyway, I'm watching the first show on demand and the task was to make hums look like an animal human mutant and they had 3 animals to choose from, an Elephant, an ostrich and a beetle.
An aside here.... I don't expect people to have the love of animals that I have or to know the useless trivia that I know but for god's sake doesn't everyone know that Ostriches can't fly? The guy who asked if ostriches could fly also asked if they had teeth. Then someone wandered by and said not to get within three feet of the bird because it would peck an eye out. Someone get the eye patch. Of course all of them forgetting the fact that one swift ostrich kick could rip them open like a bag of dollar store candy. Then the other ostrich team ends up making their model look like daisy duck on crack and if my internet would behave I'd post it here, or a link but I don't think that will happen.
Last night they had to body paint naked models to either blend in with a certain background or look as if they were wearing clothes in this background. So the first guy to pick chooses an African American girl standing in front of a poster of the rain forest. This guy in all sincerity says the reason he picked her and that was that with her hair he could make he look like a lion. Huh? GRASSLANDS you idiot. You find lions in GRASSLANDS in AFRICA!
If they are these whoopdedoodle special effects artists don't you think that would have to have some knowledge of animals and the way they are put together? Besides, female lions don't have manes.
There are times when I think I would like to live under a rock instead of getting nibbled to death by ducks.... or ostriches.
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