The Jodi That Likes To Say Yes.

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The Jodi that likes to say yes was the first one to come up for me. but if you keep refreshing the page, you keep getting new ones.

This provided a good 20 minutes of entertainment at the office this morning.

The Advertising Slogan Generator

Hmm...

Cedric Diggory
You love the clean-cut, all around good boy. He
always does the right thing and makes your time
together romantic and special. He's a dream
come true, and handsome to boot!


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Fish Dreams and Fishicide

Last week I had one of the funniest dreams I have had in a while. I Woke up in the morning, went to feed my fish, and they were all swimming upside down. Swimming - not floating - but they were smiling and laughing at me and thought they were being clever cause they hasd learned a new trick and were playing dead like they were dogs. Then I fed them and they all flipped over and started eating.

Now... The last time I checked... Fish don't smile or laugh, but yet in my dream, they still looked just like my fish but I could tell they were laughing. Now if only I could really teach my fish tricks other than how to reproduce and have 3 million guppies... That would be really cool.

Part 2. Fishicide.

3 days after I had my dream, I was doing something on the floor behind my fish tank. I honestly have absolutely no idea what I was trying to do, because I never actually got around to it. Instead of whatever it was I was looking for, I found lying on the floor a fish. It unfortunately had learned a very different trick of how to jump out of the tank. Quite the skill to learn seeing as there is only a small opening at the top between the glas and the cover. Unfortunately, not much of a trick to show of, as he will never be able to perform it quite the same way again.

So is there a connection between the dream and the jump? I imagine not, but I like strange coincidences.

Don't Be Fooled by The Cock That I Got

Don't be fooled by the cock that I got

I'm still Penny, Penny from the block.

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Your Heart Is Blue

Love is a doing word for you. You know it's love when you treat each other well. You are a giving lover, but you don't give too much. You expect something in return. Your flirting style: Friendly Your lucky first date: Lunch at an outdoor cafe Your dream lover: Is both generous and selfish What you bring to relationships: Loyalty

What Color Heart Do You Have?

Poker

I blame you for sending me to this website and it killing all my time.

You know who you are.

But it's fun.

Retro night.

I feel like it is 1987 all over again.

So after being stood up by the sleeping girl yesterday... We made up for it tonight in a crazy night of old skool (yes... With a "k") fun. Started by going out for gelato with Mary and Mom. I love Hollywood Gelato. So yummy.

Then it was back home to pull out the old and dusty board games. I.Q.2000 to be specific. What a fantastic game! The goal is to get your piece to planet "Quizzar" after answering questions along the way through the 6 other planets. Yes, there are only 6 other planets and of course, a disclaimer that "Quizzar is a fictional (not real) planet."

Does anyone remember the Masters of the Universe?
I think that in the course of our game... They came up 6 or 7 times. It's always fun playing a board game where you constantly have to remind yourself that it was from 1987 and that not every question makes sense/is relevant/is still accurate in 2005. It was half the fun of the game to put yourself in the mindset of being 7 years old again and trying to remember what the answers to the questions would have been then.

Anyway... After tears of laughter... I think plans are in the works for a board game party. Fun guaranteed. Details to follow.

Creepy.

Creepy.
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Some people take halloween too far.

Comments

I have given up on trying to be different. And I think that Blogger has finally gotten the comment thing working. So bye bye e-netation and bye bye all old comments.

Now I look like I have no friends and like no one reads any of this. Does anyone read this?

Redneck Monthly

Lindsay, Ontario. I think it can be summed up pretty easily by the "Redneck Monthly," the free newsletter I picked up while I was in the "mall".

I think the best way to explain the redneck monthly is to start by duplicating their disclaimer.

"DISCLAIMER: This paper is either a SATIRE or a PARODY that contains HUMOR and is mostly PURE FICTION. It is made from 100% recycled electrons and should not to be taken internally and is NOT TO BE TAKEN SERIOUSLY. No animals were harmed in the making of this paper. Every joke is meant to be FUNNY. Even if you don't think it is, others do. Diversity of opinion is essential to our democracy, and so, we support pluralism, Mom, and Apple Pie."

Other choice quotes include - but are definitely not limited to:

"I work hard because millions on welfare depend on me."

"Why do women have smaller feet than men? It's one of those 'evolutionary things' that allows them to stand closer to the kitchen sink."

"The World's Shortest Fairy Tale
Once upon a time, a guy asked a girl 'Will you marry me?' The girl said, 'NO!' And the guy lived happily ever after. He went fishing and hunting, played golf a lot, drank beer and farted whenever he wanted.
THE END"

"What's worse than a male chauvinist pig? A woman that won't do what she's told."

And of course... the ultimate: (that's ultimate in badness... not in a good way....)

"The Doc Says...
Bob, who is homosexual, goes into the doctor's office and has some tests run. The doctor comes back and says: 'Bob, I'm not going to beat around the bush. You have AIDS.'
Bob is devastated. 'Doc, what can I do?'
'Eat 1 sausage, 1 head of cabbage, 20 unpeeled carrots drenched in hot sauce, 10 Jalapeno peppers, 40 walnuts and 40 peanuts, 1/2 box of Grape nuts cereal, and top it off witha gallon of prune juice.'
Bob asks: 'Will that cure me, Doc?'
Doc says: 'No, but it should leave you with a better understanding of what your ass is for.'"

I think this may be the last edition of Redneck Monthly for me. Not really my scene.

I'm official

Finally have my first real business cards. They aren't even in the shape of coffee cups and don't give you a free coffee at the McCafe!

Claire Fontaine

Really does make fantastic paper. Now if only I could find a Claire Fontaine notebook with a stitched binding that opened up and lay flat.... Then I would be in heaven.

Yes. I do spend too much time thinking about paper and notebooks. But my notebooks are a very large part of how I keep myself organized while I am at work. Last year while working on the WALK. I was in Cobourg and came across this little gift store in the middle of nowhere that carried an awesome line of Keith Harring notebooks. The line is actually manufactured by the same people that make the "famous" moleskine notebooks. Of course... The notebooks are probably only famous to people like me who spend a lot of time looking for the perfect notebook. But regardless.... The notebook was fun, had a dog spinning records on the cover, and was the perfect size and style to keep my ongoing to-do list in.

I literally spent 2 months looking for its replacement when WALK season started again this year. I ended up settling on a Claire Fontaine spiral notebook, it was a decent size, although a little too big, but had a really cute cover and beautiful high quality paper. I used this notebook, quite happily, for about a month.

Ok, I know I am making myself sound anal here, but as nice as the Claire Fontaine Book was, I couldn't get used to the spiral binding. I am hard on my notebooks, much like I am on my shoes (won't go into shoes now... Could go off on a real tangent about shoes....) and throwing a spiral bound notebook in and out of different bags and taking it with you everywhere is hard on the binding. It bends and gets altogether messy. I also really don't like having the option of removing pages. I use it as a on-going to-do list and it feels good to look through the crossed out items to feel like I have accomplished something.

So after that rant... I am sure you can only imagine my excitement when I went back to the same store in Cobourg, ON, and not only did they have the same Keith Harring book, but they had it in different patterns, colours, and designs!

This time I was smart... I bought 2 of them... So that the next time I need one... I will be prepared.

Now... Like the IKEA ads... Don't be sad for the Claire Fontaine book. It has not made its way to the garbage... But has been converted to another use. I do still love the paper in the book, for those who enjoy spiral binding... I highly recommend checking it out.

This is going to sound bad...

But I think that suicide is one of the most selfish things that a person can do.

It makes me sad to think about what a person must be going through in order to feel that the only way out is to take their own life. Don't get me wrong, I am not a completely heartless bitch. By taking your own life though, think about the effect that there is on others.

Lets start with the basics. Family and friends. Now I know all situations are different. Maybe not everyone has family and friends. But for arguments sake let's say that if there are no family and friends to speak of, there is someone who will care more about a person that he or she could know. Anyway, dealing with a death in the family due to sickness or old age is already incredibly heard to deal with. I can only imagine that suicide would be even more difficult. Imagine the feelings of guilt that there was someone that close to you that there was absolutely nothing you could do to help. Disclaimer - I have never had a close friend or family member commit suicide, so I don't really know how it would make me feel... It is a situation I hope to never have to be in. But as someone who does not fall into this category... This takes me to point #2.

#2. Other affected people. One person never really has a grasp of how much they can and do affect others. I think at this point it may be appropriate to insert a story, which will give some background on why I am going on this particular rant today. Tonight, I was on my way home from work at 9pm. It had been a very long day after getting to the office at 8:30 this morning and after work we had an event that we were hosting. By the time I got to leave, I was really just looking forward to getting on the subway, getting home, and crawling into bed. Instead, we walk to the subway only to find out that the subway is closed. "An accident or something" is what we are told and we proceed to cram our way into a shuttle bus that made me think that it was rush hour as opposed to 9 pm. Talking to the bus driver, we find out that the subway has been closed south of Bloor because someone jumped in front of a train. This supposedly happens 3 times a week according to the driver and normally causes closures on the subway for anywhere between 1 and 6 hours. Think about the number of people that ride a subway in 6 hours in that downtown loop? Do you think that the guy that just jumped in front of a train thought about them? Because he has just changed their lives. Not only that, but worst of all, how do you think the driver of that train feels? I can only imagine him going home at the end of the day to his wife and kids and telling them about his day at work. Maybe I am overly emotional (okay, I know I am, the guy that read my palm the other day even told me I was, but that story is for another time) but I know if I was driving that train I would never be able to go back to work again, probably wouldn't be able to sleep at night, and would most likely be ruining relationships with friends and family as I would be a very changed person. How does something like that not change you?

It is amazing how such a small act can impact so many people. Speaking to the people crammed on to a shuttle bus and trying to deal with their own knowledge of what had just happened is quite enlightening. I guess the good thing that comes out of it is the realization that one person really can change the world. Not always in a negative way. The small things that we do in life really can take a life of their own with the ripple effect that they cause.

Let's think of a positive for this one. If the train had not been closed today... I would have not had the chance to explain the subway system to a co-worker who just moved to Toronto and been able to help her get around the trains more than just from her house to the office. How is that for a positive?

Lame I know.

Here's My Thought - Where's Your Penny?!

Guess who is nerdy now?