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All the nothing and nothing more

I've had several nightmare-free nights of sleep and it's been wonderful.  There really is nothing like a new mattress.  I'm going to proceed with my suspicions and blame the nightmares on something I ate, namely roasted chicken from Winn Dixie.  We ate it on Sunday night and I had nightmares.  We ate leftovers on Monday night and again I had nightmares.  Tuesday we had pork chops and a perfectly sound sleep.  No more Winn Dixie chicken for me.

I performed my civic duty on Tuesday.  My voting center is an assisted-living facility or at least I think that's what that building is.  The area in which I live is primarily Republican.  The vast majority of the older crowd is definitely Republican.  I'm okay with that even though they're holding up progress.  What I'm not okay with is the lady working the polls not being okay with my political affiliation.  She looked me up and had me sign and then looked again, saw that I'm a registered Democrat and said (in a super bitchy way) "Oh, you're a Democrat" like being a Democrat is equal to being a serial killer.  No, I didn't report her and I didn't punch her in the face.  Why fight with the old?  I don't want to be the cause of her heart attack.

I got a nice new shiny screen for my laptop as the other one decided to go BLAH.  Be accident or on purpose, I paid for a regular screen and got a glossy.  Hooray for semi-freebies.  It is taking me a while to adjust to the shiny screen though.

Last, I would appreciate it if you're awake tomorrow at about 9:30am EST, send some good vibes my way.

Lurve my Voxers.  Are you listo?  HEP!

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Stream of (un)consciousness

I feel as though I should post something but at the same time, I can't seem to find the proper words.  Therefore, I will make a bulleted list of random crap that pops into my head.  Take it, take it, take it!

  • I just turned on Sirius and the Gunners cover of Hair of the Dog was on.  I like most things GNR but I really dislike that particular cover.  Perhaps because I grew up as an undercover redneck and I really like the original.
  • I have to send my ring back to bring her down about a quarter size.  Currently I am scared to death of losing it as it is the most valuable thing I currently own and I love it to death.  Seriously, more than my car.  But I still love a '99 Honda covered in bird poo.
  • I had a dream, I had an awesome dream.  No wait, that's Lionel Richie.  Whilst in Park City, I had crazy dreams.  I somehow recreated Scarface and Al Pacino chased me around and shot at me all night.  When I asked Lovey if things that had been in my dream were in the movie (I've not seen it – and won't), he said that they weren't.  Dude, Al Pacino is mean in my dreams.  He may have shot me at least 5 times but I WOULDN'T DIE!
  • If I could create a mathmatic formula for love, do you think I could sell it? (I dreamt that too.  Is dreamt right or is it dreamed?)
  • I wish the best and rapid healing for those who need it.
  • Does anyone know how to break into a house?  Oh, I meant does anyone know how to break into the world of erotic writing?
  • Who doesn't know how to play the opening to Motley Crue's Home Sweet Home on the piano?
  • Whomever created the clementine orange hybrid is a GENIUS!

  • The average weekly wage in Miami-Dade County was $814 during the second quarter of 2007, an increase of 3.8 percent from the year before, the Bureau of Labor Statistics said. In Broward County, the average was $778, an increase of 2 percent. The national average is $820. - The Miami Herald.  Sad part is that at about $42,000 a year, you'll still struggle here if you don't have a roommate.

  • I miss the 80s.  Life was so much simpler then.

  • Why am I getting double-spaced now!??!

  • Ever wonder about your life-path?  How things would be different had you taken a different path?

  • Shhh!  I'm gathering my thoughts for an actual post.

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The Lieday Frist – II

Another week has passed us by already and again, I have nothing of substance of which to speak so lists make it all better.

  • There are officially 47 days until I will be trying not to bust my ass snowboarding at Park City.  I am excited, although not as excited as some others in the house.
  • Having a heart catheter isn't as big of a deal as I originally thought it was.  Very quick procedure for which they didn't even administer any good drugs. (Not for me, for my mom)
  • Mom's fine.  Has a strong ticker.  Will probably be around for many more years.
  • I am an evil pop tart.  Chocolate Frosted Vanilla Creme, if you must know.  That is quite apt if you think about the structure of that pop tart as it relates to me.
  • NaNoWHAT?.  Not one word.  Thoughts bouncing around in my head but not one word on paper.    There's always next year.
  • I am finally getting my own "space" in the house.  Took some throwing out of stuff and there will be some rearranging over the weekend, but I will have a (small) space all my own to put a desk and a chair so I can work.
  • I made the biggest, unhealthiest, ooeyest, gooeyest 10 pound pan of macaroni and cheese last night.  I think the folks at work will love it.
  • I am 23 days away from being 34 years old and the nurse at the hospital thought that I wasn't old enough to DRIVE!  HAHAHAHAHAHA, um, I believe the phrase is "Black don't crack."  At least that's what my dad told me.
  • A friend of mine in NY who runs a business wherein he would love to have me come work as we've worked together before wanted to know if I could be like a timeshare.  Spend the summer in NY working and then come back to FL in the winter.  I found this amusing.  Also impossible.  Darn.
  • How much effort do you think it would take to get random people to give me 50 cents or a dollar?  Could I get 3000 people to give me 50 cents?  1500 to give me a dollar?  Just wondering.
  • Why does it cost $600 to fly to Honduras from Miami?  Seriously.  Painful.
  • Hi, my name is MiamiShyner and I'm a procrastinator.  Sorry I'm late for the meeting, but I kept putting off getting ready.
  • Oh, don't hate on my "boots walk".  Today, I just feel like I look good and therefore I will do the walk.  Strut.  Confidence.  HA!  That's hot.
  • Is it too early to start thinking about New Year's Resolutions that I'm not going to keep?
  • I do not have a penis (attached to me) so I wish I would stop receiving emails offering to enhance my non-existing penis.
  • Man, I'm just rambling.
  • Considering my lack of ability to focus, I sometimes wonder if I have adult ADD. 
  • SHUT UP AND STUDY!

Okay, that's just about enough out of you, young lady.  Go to your room!  And have an ass-kicking weekend all!

HEP!

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Nothingness

I've been wanting to post for a while, but I can't seem to find anything of interest to me, so I haven't been loading you down with it.  Things I've considered posting about:

  • The Ambien story (funny but a little personal)
  • The new crappy reality show "The Next Great American Band" – yeah, I actually watched that.  Waste of 2 hours.  12 bands out of all those that tried out and it should come down to Sixwire and some other random band but it'll probably end up being Dot Dot Dot or some other crap, just like American Idol.
  • Steelers loss in Denver. Pain.
  • Why can't I freelance for the local paper if this guy can?
  • Where the hell did all this drug-resistant staph come from all of a sudden?
  • Am I supposed to feel comfortable sending my daughter to school in a district where a teacher just went somewhat slightly ballistic and tried to force his way onto an Air Force base because he was attempting "suicide by cop"?
  • And speaking of said daughter, how do I get her to realize that while, yes, a C is an average grade, that it's not good enough? (Yeah, she said that. "A 'C' is an average grade.")
  • When I know that I hold the ingredients to the key to my exit from the corporate world that I so despise, why is it so difficult for me to get all the ingredients together into one functioning piece?
  • Am I really ready for NaNoWriMo?  (I'm MiamiShyner there too if you're interested in adding me as a writing buddy.)
  • Where is my direction?

Okay, enough.  I wasn't supposed to load you down with my crapola.  But I needed to get it out.  Thanks for listening/reading if you actually did.

I've been listo on the board for so long that my arm is tired.  Someone please say hep.

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Who invited Monday?

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Friday, Saturday, Sunday and I were having a party and Monday crashed it.  Boo for Monday.  It wouldn't be so bad if 5:15 didn't come quite so early.  On top of it, there was a mighty storm raging this morning and that just makes me want to stay in bed.

Part of me loves the weekend, sleeping in, a relaxing family breakfast (that really isn't relaxing when you keep shushing people and dogs out of the kitchen to get everything on plates at the right time), online poker, Heineken Light, and of course, FOOTBALL!  But there's this other part of me that knows that while I'm doing all those things, there are other things that I should be doing like reading the no less than 5 books I have open and started, working on the business or trying to get at least an outline done for the book,which will probably be a dirty e-book.  Am I that unmotivated?  Apparently, yes, I am.

Saturday was a good day as we traveled to the Keys to pick up our pooch who has been on vacation at Lovey's mom's house since last week.  Lovey's mom has two Jack Russell's that wore our poor dog Brandy out.  She was so happy to see us and to know in her doggie head that she was mere hours from laying on the cold tile floor under the A/C doing absolutely nothing.  Lovey's mom made a spectacular lasagne that we munched on all weekend.

Sunday brought an unexpected surprise: the Steelers on TV!  I refuse to give in and get NFL ticket mainly because it's an arm and a leg even in four installments.  I've looked at the schedule a million times already to see which games I'll get to see on broadcast TV (5 night games for sure) and which we might need to check out at a local bar (2, maybe 3 since one's on my birthday [my present=Steelers over lying, cheating Patriots]).  So I was absolutely stoked to see the boys on TV this week as it wasn't a night game or one that had bar plans.  Even better that they beat the Niners 37-16.  On the down side, I'm getting my ass handed to me in fantasy football this week unless Drew Brees has some miraculous recovery from the sucking he's beein doing in the first two weeks.  Go Saints!

So, now's the time to get on the ball.  So much to do.  So much potential.  I just have to go for it and stop being afraid of rejection.  And I'm asking for your help.  Please feel free to drop me a note every once in a while (not every day, wise guy) to make sure I'm doing what I should be doing.  Don't be mean, I might cry.  Probably not, but don't be mean anyways.  Thanks and I'm out.

HEP!

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