June 2008

Plurk!

I am a highly experienced time-waster.  Between posting on several blogs, reading other blogs, MySpace, Facebook and Twitter, you'd think I had absolutely no time left to waste.  You would be wrong.  I am a professional.

Enter Plurk.

Kinda like Twitter but a little cooler.  So yeah, I'm there.  Come on over and play! Same name as here. Here's a link.

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It’s the first Monday of summer!

And sure, Mondays suck in general, but it's summer!  Nothing like a bulleted list to chat about all the stuff that's fit to print.

  • Sunday morning, bright and early, Kiddo and I drove up to Fort Lauderdale International because it's time to go to camp!  Let me say that I am highly jealous of her getting to go to camp.  I want to go and hang out and get to do all kinds of cool stuff for a month!  Ah, to be a kid again.
  • After checking and re-checking and asking and re-asking, do you have everything with affirmative responses, we got to the airport and are at the gate when Kiddo says…I forgot my pillow.  Silly Kiddo.  But, she says, I remembered Tauram, so I'll sleep on him.  Who is this Tauram (pronounced tar-ram) you may ask? Tauram is a stuffed ram that I gave her approximately 6 years ago on a Club Med trip.  That thing is beat to death and she still takes it with her.  🙂
  • We were sitting at terminal waiting for her to board when she sees another girl that is wearing the same wristband that she has.  I tell her that maybe she should go say hello and maybe she's going to camp too.  She spouts off with some stuff about being shy.  She and I are quite similar in that way.  We're kind of quiet and reserved unless you know us, then all bets are off.  We were all kinds of stupid in the airport upon her departure although the other passengers found it amusing.  Stupid in the "ARRGH, I'm gonna miss you so much", overly melodramatic way.
  • Several hours later, I got a call from an unknown number, but not knowing if it might be Kiddo, I picked it up, and lo and behold, it was her.  She told me about her flight (uneventful) and that the girl in the airport was going to camp and that she's really cool and it was her phone that she was using.  So, she made a friend before she even got to camp.
  • A little while later, another call from another number.  Again I pick up and there she is again.  She's met another person from our area who is going to camp.  So she's rocked out two friends before she even makes it to camp.  If you're interested, the camp site is here.  She lucked out and got in a bunk that's close to all of the main activities that she's interested in, but kinda far from the cafeteria.
  • I ate like an absolute pig yesterday, proabably putting a negative dent in my weight loss goal.  Oh well, back to the routine this week.  I need to work out also but I'm sooooo lazy.
  • Today's horoscope says:

Communications with family members and others should be clear, honest, and loving. Though your physical passions may be surging beneath the surface today, MiamiShyner, they're still very much present, and you're likely to be feeling particularly romantic. You might want to read racy novels or go to a romantic movie. This is definitely the night to be alone with that special person in your life. Make sure you look your best, and have fun.

  • I've spoken to just about everyone in the family in the last two days and maybe that physical passion will go nutty since we have the house to ourselves.  Ha, I'm a bad girl.
  • There are only 19 days left until vacation.  Excitement!  And you can count on regular updates, as if you care, lol, because I will blog from my brand spanking new iPhone.  Yeah, I'm a sucker.  No, the reality is that Kiddo broke her phone and needs a new one but she's just not very responsible so I'm going to give her my phone which is fairly new (remember the DHL nightmare?) so if she breaks this one too, I won't be terribly upset.  Besides, does a 14 year old really need an iPhone?  I think not.
  • Almost forgot, concert coming on August 20, it's the Stone Temple Pilots.  We'll be going along with Mr. and Mrs. T.  The fun never ends!

Well, then, I think that's enough for now.  I have to get moving on this day.  I still have to post in other places, check twitter, plurk and a million other time wasters.  Happy summer! Happy Monday!

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Sh!t, p!ss, f*ck, c*nt, c#cks*cker, motherf*cker, and tits

A sad day indeed.  A comedic legend has left the earth.

George Carlin Dead at Age 71

SANTA MONICA, Calif. (AP) — George Carlin, the dean of counterculture comedians whose biting insights on life and language were immortalized in his "Seven Words You Can Never Say On TV" routine, died of heart failure Sunday. He was 71.

Carlin, who had a history of heart trouble, went into St. John's Medical Center in Santa Monica on Sunday afternoon complaining of chest pain and died later that evening, said his publicist, Jeff Abraham. He had performed as recently as last weekend at the Orleans Casino and Hotel in Las Vegas.

Carlin constantly pushed the envelope with his jokes, particularly with the "Seven Words" routine. When he uttered all seven at a show in Milwaukee in 1972, he was arrested for disturbing the peace.

When the words were played on a New York radio station, they resulted in a Supreme Court ruling in 1978 upholding the government's authority to sanction stations for broadcasting offensive language.

"So my name is a footnote in American legal history, which I'm perversely kind of proud of," he told The Associated Press earlier this year.

He produced 23 comedy albums, 14 HBO specials, three books, a couple of TV shows and appeared in several movies. Carlin hosted the first broadcast of "Saturday Night Live" and noted on his Web site that he was "loaded on cocaine all week long."

He won four Grammy Awards, each for best spoken comedy album, and was nominated for five Emmy awards. On Tuesday, it was announced that Carlin was being awarded the 11th annual Mark Twain Prize for American Humor.

When asked about the fallout from the 2004 Super Bowl halftime show that ended with Janet Jackson's breast-baring "wardrobe malfunction," Carlin told the AP, "What are we, surprised?"

"There's an idea that the human body is somehow evil and bad and there are parts of it that are especially evil and bad, and we should be ashamed. Fear, guilt and shame are built into the attitude toward sex and the body," he said. "It's reflected in these prohibitions and these taboos that we have."

Carlin was born May 12, 1937 and grew up in the Morningside Heights section of Manhattan, raised by a single mother. After dropping out of high school in the ninth grade, he joined the Air Force in 1954. He received three court-martials and numerous disciplinary punishments, according to his official Web site.

While in the Air Force he started working as an off-base disc jockey at a radio station in Shreveport, La., and after receiving a general discharge in 1957, took an announcing job at WEZE in Boston.

"Fired after three months for driving mobile news van to New York to buy pot," his Web site says.

From there he went on to a job on the night shift as a deejay at a radio station in Forth Worth, Texas. Carlin also worked variety of temporary jobs including a carnival organist and a marketing director for a peanut brittle.

In 1960, he left with a Texas radio buddy, Jack Burns, for Hollywood to pursue a nightclub career as comedy team Burns & Carlin. He left with $300, but his first break came just months later when the duo appeared on the Tonight Show with Jack Paar. r Carlin said he hoped to would emulate his childhood hero, Danny Kaye, the kindly, rubber-faced comedian who ruled over the decade that Carlin grew up in — the 1950s — with a clever but gentle humor reflective of its times.

Only problem was, it didn't work for him.

"I was doing superficial comedy entertaining people who didn't really care: Businessmen, people in nightclubs, conservative people. And I had been doing that for the better part of 10 years when it finally dawned on me that I was in the wrong place doing the wrong things for the wrong people," Carlin reflected recently as he prepared for his 14th HBO special, "It's Bad For Ya."

Carlin's first wife, Brenda, died in 1997. He is survived by wife Sally Wade; daughter Kelly Carlin McCall; son-in-law Bob McCall; brother Patrick Carlin; and sister-in-law Marlene Carlin.

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