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May 8, 2008 - Thursday
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You can’t beat Texas’ News.... really...
Current mood:  annoyed
Category: Blogging
May 8, 2008, 2:45PM
3 Accused of Using Humble Corpse Head to Smoke Pot
By BRIAN ROGERS
Copyright 2008 Houston Chronicle
Two men and a juvenile are accused of digging up a corpse, decapitating the body and using the head to smoke marijuana, according to court documents. Matthew Gonzalez and Kevin Jones have been charged with the misdemeanor offense of abuse of a corpse, said Scott Durfee, a spokesman for the Harris County District Attorneys Office. According to documents filed in the case, Gonzalez, Jones and an unnamed juvenile on March 15 went to an Humble cemetery, dug up a man's grave, left with the head and turned it into a "bong." Gonzalez told authorities about the incident Wednesday, and showed officers the defaced grave, including a 4-foot hole. Because of a heavy rain, officers were unable to determine whether the casket or the body had been disturbed. brian.rogers@chron.com
Now... I was extemely disgusted by this mainly because my father, two of his brothers, both of his parents, etc. are ALL buried in cemeteries in Humble. I was almost worried until I realized this happened back in March and I've been to most of those cemeteries since then.
But.. fucking people man.... really? what's wrong with them???
For orginial article CLICK HERE.
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April 29, 2008 - Tuesday
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Eat liquid hot magma, Al Gore!
Current mood:  bouncy
Category: Blogging
A record low was set in Houston this morning. The temperature dropped to 47° at IAH, beating out the previous record of 51° set in 1996.
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April 28, 2008 - Monday
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Can’t nobody break my stride. Can’t nobody hold me down.
Current mood:  tested
Category: Blogging
This past Thursday, April 24th, I survived my first ever potential lay off. There previously were 17 people in my department, 11 with the same job title as I have. Now there are only 5 of us with the same title.
Four of the five of us left (because one was out sick that day) got to sit and watch and hear as these people got called into HR and let go one-by-one. I had accepted that I was also going to be let go, as I think the few of us left were. I was mostly done with packing my desk when my boss, came and told me I could stop packing.
She then pulled us all (the five of us who were left) into a conference room and explained that she's never had to do anything like this (I believe her, she was crying), but it was requested of her to downsize our department in order to re-allocate company resources elsewhere. Elsewhere, most likely, being our property tax department, since it's prime property tax season, however, I've heard from people who work up there full-time that they're only getting approximately half the temps that they got last year.
So I think it basically comes down to the President being cheap, the economy sucks, and some of our department's duties have been outsourced to India. Probably for close to 10 months now. We all thought we'd be gone once they did that, but they've kept us around until now.
It's really quiet at work and I feel like everyone is eavesdropping all the time.
One of the lay-off-ees, who I was closest too out of the office personnel, did get let go, however.
Mind you, this occurred just 4 business days ago. This is a conversation, via text messages, she and I had Tuesday morning:
(I put times by her text and then my responses to her in bold)
9:15am Can I use you as a reference?
-I suppose.
9:25am Um nevermind. Wow you don't want to be friends or what? Uve given me a cold shoulder since I left.
-What are you talking about? You've only been gone two days.
9:28am Nevermind don't fuckin worry about it.
-Piss off. You have no reason to be mad at me. I've done nothing to you. I said you could use me as a reference. I don't see any difference in our communication since you left.
9:32 No u said I suppose as like there's a problem. So u can take your pos job and your fuckin attitude and shove it up ur ass. Because soon that whole dept will be gone.
-Ok
Bitter much? I mean, am I not the only one who is like whaaaaa???
I only said "I suppose" because I don't like to be a reference. I never know what to say, and I also don't like to lie for people who I know suck at jobs. I would've taken "I suppose" as "Yes, I will be a reference for you, but I don't want to. I'm just being polite." But that's just me.
Any how I'm just thankful that I still have a job.
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April 23, 2008 - Wednesday
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Penis Theft
Current mood:  bummed
Category: Blogging
Thanks to Mae Mary © for this link.
Lynchings in Congo as penis theft panic hits capital By Joe Bavier
Tue Apr 22, 1:24 PM ET Police in Congo have arrested 13 suspected sorcerers accused of using black magic to steal or shrink men's penises after a wave of panic and attempted lynchings triggered by the alleged witchcraft. Reports of so-called penis snatching are not uncommon in West Africa, where belief in traditional religions and witchcraft remains widespread, and where ritual killings to obtain blood or body parts still occur. Rumours of penis theft began circulating last week in Kinshasa, Democratic Republic of Congo's sprawling capital of some 8 million inhabitants. They quickly dominated radio call-in shows, with listeners advised to beware of fellow passengers in communal taxis wearing gold rings. Purported victims, 14 of whom were also detained by police, claimed that sorcerers simply touched them to make their genitals shrink or disappear, in what some residents said was an attempt to extort cash with the promise of a cure. "You just have to be accused of that, and people come after you. We've had a number of attempted lynchings. ... You see them covered in marks after being beaten," Kinshasa's police chief, Jean-Dieudonne Oleko, told Reuters on Tuesday. Police arrested the accused sorcerers and their victims in an effort to avoid the sort of bloodshed seen in Ghana a decade ago, when 12 suspected penis snatchers were beaten to death by angry mobs. The 27 men have since been released. "I'm tempted to say it's one huge joke," Oleko said. "But when you try to tell the victims that their penises are still there, they tell you that it's become tiny or that they've become impotent. To that I tell them, 'How do you know if you haven't gone home and tried it'," he said. Some Kinshasa residents accuse a separatist sect from nearby Bas-Congo province of being behind the witchcraft in revenge for a recent government crackdown on its members. "It's real. Just yesterday here, there was a man who was a victim. We saw. What was left was tiny," said 29-year-old Alain Kalala, who sells phone credits near a Kinshasa police station. (For full Reuters Africa coverage and to have your say on the top issues, visit: http://africa.reuters.com/ ) (Editing by Nick Tattersall and Mary Gabriel)
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April 22, 2008 - Tuesday
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Life Explained
Current mood:  angsty
Category: Blogging
Ehh... what the hell! I'll give you two in one day!
[It all makes sense now!]
On the first day, God created the dog and said:
'Sit all day by the door of your house and bark at anyone who comes in or walks past. For this, I will give you a life span of twenty years.'
The dog said: 'That's a long time to be barking. How about only ten years and I'll give you back the other ten?'
So God agreed.
On the second day, God created the monkey and said:
'Entertain people, do tricks, and make them laugh. For this, I'll give you a 20 year life span.'
The monkey said: 'Monkey tricks for 20 years? That's a pretty long time to perform. How about I give you back 10 like the dog did?'
And God agreed.
On the third day, God created the cow and said:
'You must go into the field with the farmer all day long and suffer under the sun, have calves and give milk to support the farmer's family. For this, I will give you a life span of 60 years.'
The cow said: 'That's kind of a tough life you want me to live for 60 years. How about twenty and I'll give back the other forty?'
And God agreed again.
On the fourth day, God created man and said:
'Eat, sleep, play, marry and enjoy your life. For this, I'll give you 20 years.'
But man said: 'Only twenty years? Could you possibly give me my 20, the 40 the cow gave back, the 10 the monkey gave back, and the 10 the dog gave back, that makes 80, okay?'
'Okay,' said God, 'You asked for it.'
So that is why for our first 20 years we eat, sleep, play and enjoy ourselves.
For the next 40 years we slave in the sun to support our family.
For the next 10 years we do monkey tricks to entertain the grandchildren.
And for the last 10 years we sit on the front porch and bark at everyone.
Life has now been explained to you.
There is no need to thank me for this valuable information.
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If you think you’re having a bad day...read these true stories!
Current mood:  busy
Category: Blogging
Yeah, I haven't blogged in a long minute, and I'm still not really blogging! HAHAHA!!!!
I have a lot going so, there is a lot to say, just no time. Will work on that this week.
For now, you get this. It's really kind of depressing so I reccommend not reading it if you really are already having a bad day.
If you think you're having a bad day...read these true stories!
1. The average cost of rehabilitating a seal after the Exxon Valdez oil spill in Alaska was $80,000. At a special ceremony, two of the most expensively saved animals were released back into the wild amid cheers and applause from onlookers. A minute later, in full view, they were both eaten by a killer whale.
2. A psychology student in New York rented out her spare room to a carpenter in order to nag him constantly and study his reactions. After weeks of needling, he snapped and beat her repeatedly with an axe leaving her mentally retarded.
3. In 1992, Frank Perkins of Los Angeles made an attempt on the world flagpole-sitting record. Suffering from the flu he came down eight hours short of the 400 day record, his sponsor had gone bust, his girl friend had left him and his phone and electricity had been cut off.
4. A woman came home to find her husband in the kitchen, shaking frantically with what looked like a wire running from his waist towards the electric kettle. Intending to jolt him away from the deadly current she whacked him with a handy plank of wood by the back door, breaking his arm in two places. Until that moment he had been happily listening to his Walkman.
5. Two animal rights protesters were protesting at the cruelty of sending pigs to a slaughterhouse in Bonn. Suddenly the pigs, all two thousand of them, escaped through a broken fence and stampeded, trampling the two hapless protesters to death.
And finally.......
6. Iraqi terrorist, Khay Rahnajet, didn't pay enough postage on a letter bomb. It came back with "return to sender" stamped on it. Forgetting it was the bomb, he opened it and was blown to bits...
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April 15, 2008 - Tuesday
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Another Kelch bites the dust
Current mood:  numb
Category: Blogging
RIP
Kenneth Eldridge Kelch
January 7, 1945 - April 13, 2008
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March 25, 2008 - Tuesday
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Jury Duty
Current mood:  tired
Category: Blogging
I got a jury summons a few weeks back for this past monday.
Only my second summons.
Well, I got picked.
Boo.
More to come later.
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I Shot The Sheriff
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Bob Marley
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March 18, 2008 - Tuesday
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Thanks Breeders!
Category: Blogging
I would like to give a shout out to all you breeders out there. Thanks to you guys for squeezing out these non-contributing members of society who get to be even LESS productive this week since it’s Spring Break. You see, there has been much, much, MUCH less traffic during my commute, and without the breeders’ offspring, I wouldn’t have these short, sweet temporary luxuries to keep me hanging on
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Rocket Man: The Definitive Hits
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Elton John
Release date: 02 April, 2007
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March 6, 2008 - Thursday
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1,000,000 Signature Goal
Current mood:  full
Category: Blogging
I haven't blogged in a long minute and I really don't have anything witty to talk about. All the blog drafts I had are pretty outdated and irrelevant now. So I'll just leave you with this:
It only takes a moment of your time and can make a big difference.
WE ARE THEIR VOICE.
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Christine McVie
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Christine McVie
Release date: 25 November, 1997
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February 14, 2008 - Thursday
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Male or Female?
Category: Blogging
You might not have known this, but a lot of non-living objects are actually either male or female. Here are some examples:
FREEZER BAGS: They are male, because they hold everything in, but you can see right through them.
PHOTOCOPIERS: These are female, because once turned off; it takes a while to warm them up again.
They are an effective reproductive device if the right buttons are pushed, but can also wreak havoc if you push the wrong Buttons.
TIRES: Tires are male, because they go bald easily and are often over inflated
HOT AIR BALLOONS: Also a male object, because to get them to go anywhere, you have to light a fire under their butt.
SPONGES: These are female, because they are soft, squeezable and retain water.
WEB PAGES: Female, because they're constantly being looked at and frequently getting hit on.
TRAINS: Definitely male, because they always use the same old lines for picking up people.
EGG TIMERS: Egg timers are female because, over time, all the weight shifts to the bottom.
HAMMERS: Male, because in the last 5000 years, they've hardly changed at all, and are occasionally handy to have around.
THE REMOTE CONTROL: Female. Ha! You probably thought it would be male, but consider this: It easily gives a man pleasure, he'd be lost without it, and while he doesn't always know which buttons to push, he just keeps trying
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Heppy Valentine’s Day!
Current mood:  smitten
Category: Blogging
As some of you may know, my baby Tobi gives me Valentine's all year long!
Last year, we even colored his heart pink!
Enjoy! :)
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February 13, 2008 - Wednesday
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RIP Pancho
Current mood:  gloomy
Category: Blogging
RIP Panchoa dog
a friend
a soulmateYou will be forever missed. But your people will see you on the other side of The Rainbow Bridge.
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge.
There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together.
There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.
The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....
-Author unknown
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February 12, 2008 - Tuesday
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TEXAS: Bigger’n Yer ’Magination.
Current mood:  weird
Category: Blogging
I was listening to the radio this morning and the DJs were asking people to call in and give a suggestion for a tourism slogan for Texas.
The best one I heard was:
"TEXAS: Bigger Than Your Imagination."
I REALLY liked that.
What do YOU think Texas' tourism slogan should be?
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Stevie Ray Vaughan - Greatest Hits
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Stevie Ray Vaughan
Release date: 31 October, 1995
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Bad Dreams
Current mood:  blah
Category: Blogging
(Apparently our web filter is down so I can actually access MySpace at work for the moment.)
It's 7:00 am. I just got work about 15 minutes ago, ate my breakfast, checked my e-mail etc. I was so damn early I had to turn the lights on myself. And as I sit here and type this, I've never been here with this much silence and it's kind of freaking me out. Today has not started out well whatsoever. I had a nightmare. A bad dream. Whatever you want to call it. I tend not to remember my dreams in the recent months of my life, but when I do, they're almost always terrible and very realistic. I don't know exactly what happened at the beginning of the dream, but I know I was leaving a gas station, and I guess I was followed. I drove to my sister's friend Krys Wood's house. Not sure why. So I get out of my car, which I had to park a house or two away, and I start walking. Well I hear the sound of footsteps and like a whooshing sound, like wind pants make coming from behind me. I turn around and see this totally creepy guy walking up behind me quickly with an overcoat and a hat on, to where I couldn't see his face. I guess some how in my dream I knew that there had been a recent rash of criminal activity, specifically rape, in this neighborhood of Krys'. I start to walk really fast and only hear the footsteps increase in speed and I know this guy is getting close to me. I take one last look back and see this guy only slightly over an arm's reach away. My eyes then focus right behind him and I see a police officer. He gives me this nod that I interpret means to drop to the ground, so I do. The cop tackles the guy to the ground and my life is saved. Then the family whose house I'm crouched on the ground in front of, come out: young parents, mid-20s and a little girls, probably 3 or 4 years old. Mom says something along the lines of "We just wanted to make sure you're okay." The little girl runs over to me and whispers to me that she saw the creepy man coming after me and told her mommy, who called the cops. I'm flabbergasted. This little girl just saved my life. I kneel up on my knees and just hug her and squeeze her so hard and I just cry. I guess I actually cried because my eyes sure were yucky when I woke up to my alarm a few hours later.
I did end up going to Krys' house and the party that I was on my way to that night, but none of that is very vivid or memorable. Well except for the big foam covered dinosaur robot that was in the pool. I punched it a few times in the nose, drunkenly as I swam in the pool.
I wake up to my alarm. I hit snooze. I wake up again and finally get up. I realize I STILL haven't done any laundry so I have to find something to wear that's not dirty, but I've no doubt put on once before and then thrown it to the side, deciding not to wear it. Fine. Whatever. I go to walk dogs. I almost slip and literally break my hip because I've gotten up so early, it's still dark out and I didn't see the muddy, slippery mess. The dogs go to the restroom outside, Geisha going AFTER Tobi, which is a very rare case indeed. My pants are wet and muddy on the bottom, but there's nothing I can do about it. Jason is sleeping on the couch. I put the dogs in the bedroom, making sure they have food and fresh, clean water. I get together leftovers for lunch and proceed to head out the door. Get in my car and realize that not only have I left my "buy this get this free" breakfast coupons upstairs, but I'm still wearing my flip flops, which are forbidden under work dress code, and I don't think I have anymore shoes in the car.
The only good thing so far is that (1) I got here so early I was one of about 8 cars total in the garage, so I got killer parking. And (2) I remembered I had my slip-on converse-type shoes in the back seat that I could wear!
Needless to say, I'm not going to let the bad dream or the crappy start to my day ruin the whole thing.
I do need to make myself a dream-catcher though.
I'm not the only one having bad dreams.
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Blue Öyster Cult
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Blue Öyster Cult
Release date: 26 June, 2001
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Gender: Female
Status: In a Relationship
Age: 23
Sign: Libra
City: Houston
State: Texas
Country: US
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