Archive for April, 2008
Had to share it with the world…
hokietoes (11:44:03 AM): just keep playing
poontater (12:52:31 PM): New thing to add to chart…
poontater (12:52:47 PM): How many times I remove my headphones to hear people tell me useless crap…
hokietoes (12:54:12 PM): AAAAAA HAHAHAHAH
poontater (12:55:34 PM): Her and blondie need to be locked up…
hokietoes (12:55:39 PM): yes
poontater (12:55:43 PM): Far Far Far away from me and Boss Lady…
hokietoes (12:55:43 PM): and the key thrown away
hokietoes (12:55:49 PM): and then the cell thrown into a river
hokietoes (12:56:11 PM): and if they float then we’ll know they are witches
hokietoes (12:56:18 PM): and if they dont, then our bad for killing them
poontater (12:56:34 PM): Nothing like… Hmmm My BAD officer
hokietoes (12:56:39 PM): mmm hmmmmm
hokietoes (12:56:48 PM): I never understood that about the witch trials
hokietoes (12:56:56 PM): … because they killed the people one way or another
hokietoes (12:56:58 PM): LOL
hokietoes (12:57:06 PM): wooops… our bad
poontater (12:57:06 PM): what is there to understand…
hokietoes (12:57:09 PM): she wasn’t a witch after all
poontater (12:57:11 PM): that was their AWESOME plan…
hokietoes (1:01:12 PM): bitch, I don’t know your life!
poontater (1:01:27 PM): I cannot wait till you see it…
hokietoes (1:01:34 PM): hahah
hokietoes (1:01:37 PM): you should go with me
poontater (1:01:50 PM): Dont really have time… need to back and shit…
poontater (1:02:00 PM): back = pack
hokietoes (1:02:53 PM): uh huh
hokietoes (1:02:55 PM): sure you do
hokietoes (1:03:05 PM): how many more pairs of pjs you need to pack?
poontater (1:03:12 PM): lol…
poontater (1:03:13 PM): 10
poontater (1:03:16 PM): at least
poontater (1:03:28 PM): and I guess I need to find room for the hubbies clothes
hokietoes (1:03:56 PM): bitch, I don’t know your life!
poontater (1:14:34 PM): Mmmmm that cake was a little nasty
hokietoes (1:14:42 PM): really?
hokietoes (1:14:48 PM): wallow it
hokietoes (1:14:49 PM): now
poontater (1:14:55 PM): Wallow…
hokietoes (1:14:57 PM): yes
hokietoes (1:15:00 PM): put it on the floor
hokietoes (1:15:02 PM): and wallow in it
hokietoes (1:15:03 PM): … now
hokietoes (1:15:14 PM): do it
poontater (1:15:18 PM): its sooooo DRY
hokietoes (1:15:22 PM): ah
hokietoes (1:15:24 PM): mine was cold
hokietoes (1:15:30 PM): … which gave the illusion of being moist
poontater (1:15:31 PM): thats what she said
hokietoes (1:15:56 PM): apparently my senses can not tell the difference between temperature and moisture content
poontater (1:22:26 PM): I am talking to YOU
poontater (1:22:38 PM): I had a full blown conversation with you…
hokietoes (1:22:49 PM): did you act like your phone rang so you wouldn’t have to talk to jim?
poontater (1:22:55 PM): I need your help…
poontater (1:23:02 PM): No it really did ring… HATEFUL
poontater (1:26:00 PM): They better not make me their contact person to escalate stuff…
hokietoes (1:26:07 PM): oh yes
poontater (1:26:09 PM): cause… I willl be pointing them to you
hokietoes (1:26:09 PM): they will
hokietoes (1:26:11 PM): and you will love it
hokietoes (1:26:13 PM): oh HAIL no
hokietoes (1:26:23 PM): … if they aint in my channel I can’t help them
hokietoes (1:26:24 PM): sorry
poontater (1:26:25 PM): I dont get paid enough to deal with REPS…
poontater (1:26:34 PM): Ohhh NO YOU DID… INT
hokietoes (1:26:35 PM): no you don’t
hokietoes (1:26:36 PM): so tell them no
hokietoes (1:26:46 PM): bitch, I don’t know her life
hokietoes (1:26:56 PM): so get your head outta my desk
hokietoes (1:27:08 PM): oh we’re such assholes
poontater (1:27:20 PM): I told hubby that I am going to start posting our AIM conversations on my blog…
hokietoes (1:27:27 PM): HAHAHAHA
poontater (1:27:46 PM): I am just waiting for that one HATEFUL BITCHY day… to start it all…
poontater (1:27:53 PM): like yesterday would have been wonderful
hokietoes (1:28:05 PM): oh yeah
hokietoes (1:28:29 PM): anytime I come in and say “Someone on I35 came really fucking close to seeing Anna Nicole today!”
hokietoes (1:28:31 PM): you will know…
hokietoes (1:28:34 PM): that is the day
poontater (1:28:38 PM): ohhh SNAP
poontater (1:28:48 PM): I have been working on this damn expense report for like 5 hours…
hokietoes (1:28:52 PM): “… and I don’t mean they won a trip to the bahamas.”
poontater (1:28:56 PM): and I have managed to get in ONE line…
poontater (1:29:00 PM): and One line only
poontater (1:29:14 PM): and I forgot to save it in time.. so it timed out and I lost the damn ONE LINE
hokietoes (1:29:17 PM): well, just make sure that one line doesn’t say “Bitch, I don’t know your life.”
poontater (1:32:11 PM): I wanna love you… and treat you right…
poontater (1:32:18 PM): I wanna love you….every day and every night…
poontater (1:32:24 PM): we’ll be together…
poontater (1:32:26 PM): la la la la
poontater (1:32:29 PM): SHABA
poontater (1:41:21 PM): What WHat
poontater (1:41:51 PM): F*** I think my i-pod is skipping…
poontater (1:42:06 PM): if mine dies… you are going to be in TROUBLE…
poontater (1:42:24 PM): Cause if I cant enjoy the awesomeness of ignoring people… neither CAN YOU
hokietoes (1:43:45 PM): Im’ sorry, what?
hokietoes (1:43:59 PM): I was ignoring you… because my ipod IS working
poontater (1:44:13 PM): Not for long…
hokietoes (1:44:14 PM): in yo face!
hokietoes (1:44:23 PM): apple care, girl… I got mine
poontater (1:44:25 PM): ever see an i-pod survive a TAHOE going over it???
poontater (1:44:29 PM): I did not think SO…
hokietoes (1:44:29 PM): infact, were’nt we just talking about that yesterrday?
poontater (1:44:33 PM): (O:
hokietoes (1:44:39 PM): you wouldn’t dare
hokietoes (1:44:47 PM): … because you know it would probably give you flat tire
poontater (1:44:48 PM): Ohh you mean the $50 heaphone charges???
poontater (1:44:58 PM): What do you think happened to the first one?
poontater (1:45:03 PM): You fool…
poontater (1:45:25 PM): God Damn it WOMEN… dont you see me smiling… why would you walk by me…
hokietoes (1:45:26 PM): I swear, you can drive over pavement and get a flat tire
poontater (1:45:33 PM): Ohhhh HATEFUL…
hokietoes (1:45:33 PM): LOL
poontater (1:45:37 PM): Just HATEFUL…
Ever feel lost???
Ever wake up and feel completely lost? Like you thought you always knew what you were meant to do and be, but that one morning you wake up and it all feels like it is all gone? It is a feeling hard to explain or even understand… It is a feeling of emptiness that is hard to share… I am sure I will wake up tomorrow morning and feel normal again, but for today the feeling of being lost is hard. Feeling like you cannot accomplish what means the world to you the most. And feeling like you have no control…
Goal #92 – Make a New Friend
People that know me well, know that I am a pretty shy person. I find it very hard to meet new people and make new friends, which is why I spend a lot of time on line (the Nest). I have been on the nest for about 2 years now and have met a few of the lovely ladies from the board. But this one special lady LC (not sure she would like me to share her full name online) has been an amazing friend. I think I can now call her a friend, because when you meet someone that you have so much in common with and have gone through a lot of the same heartaches and pains, it is an instant bond. We have met a few times in person, but talk through e-mail at least a few times a week. Once we get back from vacation I would like to make a big effort for our DH’s (Dear Husband) to meet, cause I think there is a big friendship that is waiting to be continued and to know that we can support each other in everything that we go through without judging or jealousy is amazing. So with my new found friendship with LC, I will be marking #92 off my list.
Goal# 11 – Read One Book a Month (04/12)
Change of Heart by Jodi Picoult
Picoult bangs out another ripped-from-the-zeitgeist winner, this time examining a condemned inmate’s desire to be an organ donor. Freelance carpenter Shay Bourne was sentenced to death for killing a little girl, Elizabeth Nealon, and her cop stepfather. Eleven years after the murders, Elizabeth’s sister, Claire, needs a heart transplant, and Shay volunteers, which complicates the state’s execution plans. Meanwhile, death row has been the scene of some odd events since Shay’s arrival—an AIDS victim goes into remission, an inmate’s pet bird dies and is brought back to life, wine flows from the water faucets. The author brings other compelling elements to an already complex plot line: the priest who serves as Shay’s spiritual adviser was on the jury that sentenced him; Shay’s ACLU representative, Maggie Bloom, balances her professional moxie with her negative self-image and difficult relationship with her mother. Picoult moves the story along with lively debates about prisoner rights and religion, while plumbing the depths of mother-daughter relationships and examining the literal and metaphorical meanings of having heart.
She is coming to Austin!!!
Alison Krauss is coming to ACL and I must go (and of course because it is on my 101 list). I listen to her WAY too much and could probably sing a long with every song. So I might need to make 2008 the year to go to ACL and sweat my balls off. Sooo if anyone wants to buy me an early birthday present I will gladly accept it. Or I could threaten the world with singing along to Alison!!!
Let there be justice…
Suspects in video beating could get life
Un-FREAKING Believable…
What is the world coming to?
Things that make you go WTF
More about things that make you go WTF
Goal #46 – Finish the garden area in our backyard
Finally!!! We started this project about 2 years ago I think and we finally planted some pretty shrubs in it this weekend. So I call it COMPLETE!!!
After looking at some pictures I have confirmed my original thougths, we need more bushes/flowers between each brush.
Goal# 11 – Read one book a month (03/12)
Another Day in the Frontal Lobe: A Brain Surgeon Exposes Life on the Inside
Katrina Firlik is a neurosurgeon, one of only two hundred or so women among the alpha males who dominate this high-pressure, high-prestige medical specialty. She is also a superbly gifted writer–witty, insightful, at once deeply humane and refreshingly wry. In Another Day in the Frontal Lobe, Dr. Firlik draws on this rare combination to create a neurosurgeon’s Kitchen Confidential–a unique insider’s memoir of a fascinating profession.
Neurosurgeons are renowned for their big egos and aggressive self-confidence, and Dr. Firlik confirms that timidity is indeed rare in the field. “They’re the kids who never lost at musical chairs,” she writes. A brain surgeon is not only a highly trained scientist and clinician but also a mechanic who of necessity develops an intimate, hands-on familiarity with the gray matter inside our skulls. It’s the balance between cutting-edge medical technology and manual dexterity, between instinct and expertise, that Firlik finds so appealing–and so difficult to master.
Firlik recounts how her background as a surgeon’s daughter with a strong stomach and a keen interest in the brain led her to this rarefied specialty, and she describes her challenging, atypical trek from medical student to fully qualified surgeon. Among Firlik’s more memorable cases: a young roofer who walked into the hospital with a three-inch-long barbed nail driven into his forehead, the result of an accident with his partner’s nail gun, and a sweet little seven-year-old boy whose untreated earache had become a raging, potentially fatal infection of the brain lining.
From OR theatrics to thornyethical questions, from the surprisingly primitive tools in a neurosurgeon’s kit to glimpses of future techniques like the “brain lift,” Firlik cracks open medicine’s most prestigious and secretive specialty. Candid, smart, clear-eyed, and unfailingly engaging, Another Day in the Frontal Lobe is a mesmerizing behind-the-scenes glimpse into a world of incredible competition and incalculable rewards.
RIP Nike Boy (1994 – 2008)
