George Carlin-a rant

Himself is a pretty big fan of comedian George Carlin, mainly because he tells things like they are. One of his favorite sketches is about things that really piss him off, so I have decided to follow suit.

THINGS THAT REALLY PISS ME OFF

1. Lame-duck Governments (well, actually the government we have right now, especially the President we have right now)

2. People who hurt other people for fun ('nuff said on this one)

3. People who hurt animals (the only exception I have for this one is... Wait, there is no exception for this one)

4. Bullies (I had enough of them throughout elementary school, I really don't want to deal with them now)

5. Know-it-alls (people who think they know everything. Kind of goes along with the whole bully thing)

6. Self-riotous bastards (people who think they're above any and all laws, and who think that they can do anything they want. These are the people who start religious wars 'in the name of God'. I know several of them, and they all really piss me off every time they open their mouths or put their hands to a keyboard)

7. Religious zealots (my religion has been hunted by these people for hundreds of years, even though it came first. I'm proud of my Pagan ways, and people who want to call me a Witch really should find out if that's actually an insult. It isn't, by the way)

8. Gay-bashers and people who think gays shouldn't be allowed to be married (I have worked with gay people before, and to he honest, they are more like real people than some of the heterosexuals I've met. People who say homosexual people aren't as loving and committed as heterosexual couples obviously have never seen a homosexual couple in love before. I'll probably blog about this some more later. Pretty hot subject.)


I'm sure there is more, but that's all I can think of right now. There is no order to this list, and chances are, it will leak into other posts. Lists have a habit of doing that sometimes.

Now, for a better list:

THINGS THAT I AM HAPPY/GRATEFUL FOR

1. Himself (It's not just because I have to put him on here, it's because I'm a better person when I'm with him)

2. My family (Even the Minions. I was probably not the easiest teen to be around, especially since I am a lot like my mom, but they stood by and let the hurricane pass)

3. My girls (one is now a moody teenager, the other is at that awkward age where nothing seems right, but hormones are ruling everything. Himself is very alone in the female angst-y world that is the Mini Manor)

4. My sense of humor (if it wasn't for that, many of the things going on right now would push me over the edge. Certain things are harder to turn into something funny, but I usually try to let those roll away from me anyway)

5. My friends (again, I'm not the easiest person to get along with, but most of my friends have stuck by be for a really long time.)

6. Other bloggers (it's a nice network of people from other places. Sort of a support group you never have to look straight in the eye when you tell them you're okay. There are a couple of exceptions to this, but they know who they are. Hell, they 'don't even read my blog' (yet they seem to know my age), so mentioning them by name would be pointless, but the ones who are really great should know who they are too. My mom, Katie, Indigo, Mid, Groovy. People who make me laugh)

7. My blog (I can get the writing-bugs out of my fingers, and it doesn't have to make a lot of sense! I don't have to remember all the rules for dialogue or page breaks here!)

8. Finally, I am grateful for my life (if I wasn't here, I wouldn't have anything to do!)

Okay, that's enough for now. I have to see Himself before he rides off to work.

M

Beginning to loose my mind

I have been working for the past 6 days in a row, and it's starting to affect my mind!

Whoever said (this would be one of my co-workers) pre-teens would be an easy portrait sitting needs to share whatever drugs she was smoking. The sisters didn't want to get close to each other (I personally don't mind standing close to my siblings), and when I told them how to sit, I got the 'are you serious' look coupled with the 'oh, hell no!' look. All I wanted was for them to sit next to each other, it's not like I asked them to kiss each other for the picture! The sitting started on a bad foot anyway, because they wanted the back room (it's bigger, and most people like the fact that they're not on display. The front room is right in the front of the store with windows facing the rest of the mall), but one of the other girls I work with was using it for another family. I told the sisters in my sitting that they could wait, but I wasn't sure how much longer the other family would be. They opted for the front room, but dragged their feet every time I asked them to do something. I had just finished with a very difficult sitting, and I was beginning to loose the patience that one parent praised so much. I finally got the sitting done, and it turned out okay, but I was more than happy that it was actually done. The mother did nothing to get her children to behave (she just sat there watching the whole thing). Maybe she thought they were behaving.

On a less work-note, Miss Thang is finally done screeching out the window for a male cat. Himself and I are going to get her fixed either later this coming week or next week (he and I are both working a lot next week, so we just have to find the time to get her over to the vet's office).

A really excellent (change of subject) site to check out is Jay Atwood's site. Jay Atwood is a musician who recently joined up with Himself's and my favorite bagpipe/drums group called the Wicked Tinkers. If you ever get the chance to see them live, do it! These guys are funny, and excellent musicians. Jay Atwood has his own CD out called Bonfire Dreaming, on which he plays the dige (that Australian instrument that I can't spell). Very haunting on some tracks, and very up and dance-like on others (the track titled 'She Dances' is one of my favorites). I plan on ordering the CD today from Amazon (yeah Amazon!).

That whole thing sounded like some kind of plug, so I'm going to sign off now and eat something before I have to go to work again. Can't wait for Monday (day off)!

M

Cats in Heat

Himself and I have been the sole patrons of a brand new musical: Miss Thang in Heat! I forgot to get around to getting her fixed (she's never outside, so it was never really an issue), so now she sings to Himself and I ALL NIGHT LONG!!!! The worst part is she's at least 1/4 Siamese, so she can really belt it out.

In the morning, she glares at me when I have to wake up (this wakes her up, since she sleeps either on top of me or right behind my knees) as if to tell me how rough HER night was. Stupid cat. She'll be getting fixed as soon as Himself and I have the extra cash.

In other news: Himself and I went to a friend's party and had a lot of fun playing pool, talking with friends, and eating food. I play a very good game of very bad pool, but I did win a couple of times (both wins were technicalities. I never actually got the 8 ball in). This will be a busy week at work since we're holding a contest (this is the one time people start to think ahead. We've been booked every weekend since the contest started), but two of my portraits are studio finalists (still not sure what that means), and if they win the big contest, I'm not sure what if anything I get (could just be bragging rights, could be something different).


Well, short post today, just paid my tuition, so I really am going to take a 8am kickboxing class (kill me now, please) and a 7am math class (no really, kill me now!).

M

Holy Wet Cats, Batman!

The cousin and I bathed the cats the other day (we get to do it again today! Lucky us!). Miss Thang has never been bathed before (at least not by me. She bathes herself all the time), so she was the first victim. I was expecting the same loud summoning of demonic family members we got to hear at the vet's office, but we only had to get rid of one of her lesser demon cousins. She stood stock-still in shock while I soaped her up and lathered her all over. Since it was a flea dip, more of her had to be washed (her head and face was...challenging), but she took it like a trooper and only glared at me the entire time.

Little Princess was next, and she put up much more of a fight than I was expecting. Usually she is a very laid back cat (I can clip her claws without too much trouble, and she likes being held like a baby on her back), but I guess when it comes to being soaked in lukewarm water, rubbed down with stinky stuff, and made fun of for five minutes, she really isn't laid back at all. She scrambled for the edge of the tub, managed to push off from the wall, use my back as a spring-board (that cat has got to loose some weight), and made a mad dash for the (closed) door. She was even less amused then she already was when I picked her up and plopped her back into the tub.

By the end of the day, I was about as wet as the cats, and Cousin looked a little damp around the edges, but the cats have fewer fleas and that's what counts. I have to do this about once a week to make sure all the fleas are killed, and for the record, I hate bathing cats.

M

Long time no write

Between the trip to the Southern Kingdom and work, it has been really hard to find time to write much of anything. Work has been good, although there have been a couple of days that I wish I didn't work (really pissy customer both days. Same woman with the same complaint) but other than that, life has been good.

Miss Thang and Little Princess both got their portraits taken (Himself and I are really sad people. The cats are our furry children), and hopefully I can figure out a way to put one of them onto the blog (it may prove to be a little more technical than I am good with, but we'll see). Both cats have been getting along a lot better than before, but that may be because I gave them both flea dips (more on that later) and then clipped their claws (an event that involves a growling cat, a towel, toenail clippers, lots of band-aids, and a few choice words for said growling cat). Actually the clipping of the claws came first (I'm not stupid) then the flea baths.

Himself and I have been talking about buying our own Manor (the Mini Manor is nice, but I hate our neighbors and I don't want to have kids in an apartment). Mom, Dad, and the Minions were planning on moving in a couple of years, and Himself and I were really hoping to buy their Manor (decent neighborhood, nice neighbors, close to schools and shopping), so we'll probably wait to see how much they can sell the Manor to us.

The Cousin is finally a college student, although I'm not sure what it is he's going for. It's a four year program, and I really hope he's able to finish it and get whatever it is he wants. School for me starts next month (I should probably get the date soon so I can give it to my manager so she knows not to schedule me in for that morning), and I'm really looking forward to it. No lunch with mom this quarter, but that's okay. We'll probably figure out some other way to keep in touch during the quarter (phone calls, e-mails, whatever).

I'm going to be starting a new project very soon (have to get the rest of my ideas down and fine-tuned) and I can't wait. It's going to be my entry into Art at the Port for next year (I'm going for it, but it won't be the end of the world if I can't get in next year. There's always the year after that). It's going to go along the same lines as my portfolio from last quarter at school (the Tarot cards), but I'm going to take it a step further. More on that as it progresses.

Well, that's about it. Hopefully I can get to a computer again before too long.

M