So blogger deleted my old blog... no biggy, I have all of the posts. But I would like to upload all the posts here, so I don't feel as much pressure to fill it! LOL.... give me a few days to get it straight.
I was given a nickname in college that stuck... gadget girl, geekgirl.... everything geeky amuses me! I had to restart this blog, so am slowly repopulating it with documents etc from way back when. I try to get the dates accurate as to when it was actually written, from the files themselves. Otherwise, meh, the only one that really matters to is me. Enjoy the read.....
Monday, July 22, 2013
Friday, April 30, 2010
Contrary to popular belief....
I do not get into car accidents a lot. Weird things happen to my cars: people steal things from them, break windows, key the sides, etc. I have usually been the one to get hit, the 'hittee' not the 'hitter.' Well....
I hate ABS brakes. I had to hit them kind of hard yesterday, and the ABS released and sent me into the car in front of me.
her car... mostly okay. my car can no longer go on the freeway. the hood is messed up too much.
:( me sad
The lady I hit was great. it was like 5 mph, but because I was sooo close when it stopped, it surged into her from the ABS releasing and messed up the bumper on her car. we turned the corner, exchanged info. she works for the police department(yay me). she cracked a joke about sending her officers after me and i was like... deer in the headlights. she apologized. and was like just kidding! just kidding!
My car looks like crap. her car sat really high so it just shoved my hood in and now it won't open. i don't really care, as long as both of us are okay, uninjured, that is all that matters. Looks like it is going to be mostly painless. except for that lovely point on my record.
The worst of it is just that i can't drive it on the freeway, so i be a homebody for awhile.
I hate ABS brakes. I had to hit them kind of hard yesterday, and the ABS released and sent me into the car in front of me.
her car... mostly okay. my car can no longer go on the freeway. the hood is messed up too much.
:( me sad
The lady I hit was great. it was like 5 mph, but because I was sooo close when it stopped, it surged into her from the ABS releasing and messed up the bumper on her car. we turned the corner, exchanged info. she works for the police department(yay me). she cracked a joke about sending her officers after me and i was like... deer in the headlights. she apologized. and was like just kidding! just kidding!
My car looks like crap. her car sat really high so it just shoved my hood in and now it won't open. i don't really care, as long as both of us are okay, uninjured, that is all that matters. Looks like it is going to be mostly painless. except for that lovely point on my record.
The worst of it is just that i can't drive it on the freeway, so i be a homebody for awhile.
Monday, April 26, 2010
Omega-3 Fatty Acids
Okay so I know, as most of us should by now, that the Omega-3s that you need are found in all sorts of fish products and you should be eating them. I am not a fish enthusiast. Shrimp, yes; fish, no. So... to supplement those Omega-3s I had been considering adding them in pill form as a dietary supplement. (I already do a bunch of vitamins, multi or otherwise).
I belong to a word-of-mouth advertising group called BzzAgent (you really need to check that out if you like trying new stuff - BzzAgent.com). My latest campaign was for New Harvest line of Omega-3 Fatty acid Dietary Supplement. Perfect!
I received my 7-day sample and took all but the last one. They work great, the capsule has a nice tasty outer skin. I was gearing up to take the last one while at work, when just as the phone rang I realized I did not have any water to take it with. So I answered the phone, with the capsule in hand. While I was listening to my customer, I had the capsule in my left hand and just kind of idly touching it to my tongue.
Can you guess what happened next? The outer capsule was so tasty, I kept doing that - kind of tasting the capsule with my tongue. It burst. Into the underside of my tongue. Fish Oil. While I was on the phone at work.
With a customer.
Do you recall when I said I was not a fan of fish? It was ALL I could do to not start dry heaving on the phone! Let's just say, it's in a capsule, leave it that way, take it daily as instructed, and you'll be fine.
Do not eat the oil straight - you will taste fish for an hour. :)
I belong to a word-of-mouth advertising group called BzzAgent (you really need to check that out if you like trying new stuff - BzzAgent.com). My latest campaign was for New Harvest line of Omega-3 Fatty acid Dietary Supplement. Perfect!
I received my 7-day sample and took all but the last one. They work great, the capsule has a nice tasty outer skin. I was gearing up to take the last one while at work, when just as the phone rang I realized I did not have any water to take it with. So I answered the phone, with the capsule in hand. While I was listening to my customer, I had the capsule in my left hand and just kind of idly touching it to my tongue.
Can you guess what happened next? The outer capsule was so tasty, I kept doing that - kind of tasting the capsule with my tongue. It burst. Into the underside of my tongue. Fish Oil. While I was on the phone at work.
With a customer.
Do you recall when I said I was not a fan of fish? It was ALL I could do to not start dry heaving on the phone! Let's just say, it's in a capsule, leave it that way, take it daily as instructed, and you'll be fine.
Do not eat the oil straight - you will taste fish for an hour. :)
Monday, April 19, 2010
So happy for my best friend!!
We went shopping for her wedding dress today! She and I have been friends for 30 years... more years than some of you have lived!
Congratulations Melissa & Gary!
I love you!!
A pic from her shower, later:
Congratulations Melissa & Gary!
I love you!!
A pic from her shower, later:
Sunday, March 28, 2010
In the mood for Dr Seuss....
i could not, would not, on a boat.
i will not, will not, with a goat.
i will not eat them in the rain.
i will not eat them on a train.
not in the dark! not in a tree!
not in a car! You let me be!
i do not like it with a box
i do not like it with a fox
i will not eat it in a house
i do not like it with a mouse.
i do not like it here or there.
i do not like it ANYWHERE
i do not like green eggs and ham!!!!!
i will not, will not, with a goat.
i will not eat them in the rain.
i will not eat them on a train.
not in the dark! not in a tree!
not in a car! You let me be!
i do not like it with a box
i do not like it with a fox
i will not eat it in a house
i do not like it with a mouse.
i do not like it here or there.
i do not like it ANYWHERE
i do not like green eggs and ham!!!!!
What can I say? I didn't write it... :)
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Friday, February 19, 2010
Smile.ly—Be Heard. Be Happy.
Smilely—Be Heard. Be Happy.
I love sites like this! Check it out - you get free products for posting opinions and reviews on them - good or bad!
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Goodnight...
goodnight
there's a dog on the floor
talking on the phone
...and the TVs on
there's a phone in your hand,
dog on the floor,
and some cash on the nightstand
what should I do, little baby.
outside and dark, and i'm
...finally home now
there's a dog on the floor
talking on the phone
...and the TVs on
there's a phone in your hand,
dog on the floor,
and some cash on the nightstand
what should I do, little baby.
outside and dark, and i'm
...finally home now
Monday, July 27, 2009
Feeling morbid.....
Sweet Dreams
A Funeral Poem..... from Memories of Me, Billy Crystal 1988
Now's the time to go to sleep.
Time to slip away.
Time to say Sweet Dreams,
To the things that I love today.
Sweet dreams to the stars.
Sweet dreams to the breeze.
Sweet dreams to belly buttons that go in.
Sweet dreams to belly buttons that go out.
Sweet dreams to all the tushies in the world.
Little ones and the big fat ones.
Like the waitress at the bowling alley.
Sweet Dreams.
A Funeral Poem..... from Memories of Me, Billy Crystal 1988
Now's the time to go to sleep.
Time to slip away.
Time to say Sweet Dreams,
To the things that I love today.
Sweet dreams to the stars.
Sweet dreams to the breeze.
Sweet dreams to belly buttons that go in.
Sweet dreams to belly buttons that go out.
Sweet dreams to all the tushies in the world.
Little ones and the big fat ones.
Like the waitress at the bowling alley.
Sweet Dreams.
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Friends, relationships.....
You touched my life... and were gone again.
joe
earl
kevin
ben
chris
scott
albie
mike
jeff
scott
ej
brian
danny
brian x3
scott
johnny
nick
tommy
johnny
brad
dave
eric
patrick
ken
josh
jim
tim
jeff
larry
kenny
kaycie
krispin
doug
daniel
greg
art
mark
peter
patrick
ali
sam
larry
giovanni
joey
david
billy
anthony
richard
dominic
peter
david
marco
edgar
steve x4
shawn
rebecca
nina
brian
stacy
dave
joe
earl
kevin
ben
chris
scott
albie
mike
jeff
scott
ej
brian
danny
brian x3
scott
johnny
nick
tommy
johnny
brad
dave
eric
patrick
ken
josh
jim
tim
jeff
larry
kenny
kaycie
krispin
doug
daniel
greg
art
mark
peter
patrick
ali
sam
larry
giovanni
joey
david
billy
anthony
richard
dominic
peter
david
marco
edgar
steve x4
shawn
rebecca
nina
brian
stacy
dave
Sunday, May 3, 2009
Dream Theatre
You'll need a cast of characters for this one... Dave is my boyfriend, Matt, his brother. I apologize -for the surreal quality to this, but I wrote it out as I woke, and remembered it. It was very stream-of-consciousness.
So I had this dream......
For some reason, I had to stay at a hotel. Dave & Matt dropped me off, I collected my things, checked in, grabbed a pillow from the room, and went to the movies. I didn't want to sit alone all night; I needed some entertainment.
The hotel had an outdoor theater. It was supposed to be a showing of Clan of the Cave Bear - a new version to coincide with the release of the video game. Tickets were only $5. The seating were stone benches, in the manner of a coliseum.
The speakers near me kept going out, and I complained several times within the theater. I finally went and complained up at the customer service counter.
The ticket agent at the counter was so extremely rude. His response to my complaint was that if I wanted a better experience at the theater, then I should pay more for my tickets and go downtown. I very calmly stated that he was arrogant and rude, and to have a nice night by himself - as he'd need to get used to it. I then left the theater.
For some reason, the lobby of the theater had an alcove that led into the unused, under construction, a portion of the hotel I was staying at.
There was decor on the walls, almost ready for commercial use. They had swords for sale - to be a part of the video game pre-release of Clan of The Cave Bear, as well. I had wandered into a hallway where all of the hotel room doors were open. All of the rooms were either unused or unfurnished. Or where they were "furnished," it was not the hotel's standard furnishings, but the construction worker's personal effects.
At some point, I had picked up a short sword to purchase, I remember it was a $65 sword. A female attendant saw me with it and gestured toward a larger conference room saying that in order to be a part of the beta-testing of the new video game, that in addition to the $65 sword, I would need to also purchase the 'Trafalgar Sword' - a sword meant for clan leaders in the video game. I thanked her for the info and walked on. I entered the conference room and removed the long sword from its mounting, and walked out with it.
As I was walking through the hallway with the sword, I started thinking about the rude treatment that I received from the customer service clerk; every step I took, I was becoming increasingly agitated.
I found an exit to the hotel floors, walked through and found my room, and...
.....stole both of the swords. Then I woke up.
So I had this dream......
For some reason, I had to stay at a hotel. Dave & Matt dropped me off, I collected my things, checked in, grabbed a pillow from the room, and went to the movies. I didn't want to sit alone all night; I needed some entertainment.
The hotel had an outdoor theater. It was supposed to be a showing of Clan of the Cave Bear - a new version to coincide with the release of the video game. Tickets were only $5. The seating were stone benches, in the manner of a coliseum.
The speakers near me kept going out, and I complained several times within the theater. I finally went and complained up at the customer service counter.
The ticket agent at the counter was so extremely rude. His response to my complaint was that if I wanted a better experience at the theater, then I should pay more for my tickets and go downtown. I very calmly stated that he was arrogant and rude, and to have a nice night by himself - as he'd need to get used to it. I then left the theater.
For some reason, the lobby of the theater had an alcove that led into the unused, under construction, a portion of the hotel I was staying at.
There was decor on the walls, almost ready for commercial use. They had swords for sale - to be a part of the video game pre-release of Clan of The Cave Bear, as well. I had wandered into a hallway where all of the hotel room doors were open. All of the rooms were either unused or unfurnished. Or where they were "furnished," it was not the hotel's standard furnishings, but the construction worker's personal effects.
At some point, I had picked up a short sword to purchase, I remember it was a $65 sword. A female attendant saw me with it and gestured toward a larger conference room saying that in order to be a part of the beta-testing of the new video game, that in addition to the $65 sword, I would need to also purchase the 'Trafalgar Sword' - a sword meant for clan leaders in the video game. I thanked her for the info and walked on. I entered the conference room and removed the long sword from its mounting, and walked out with it.
As I was walking through the hallway with the sword, I started thinking about the rude treatment that I received from the customer service clerk; every step I took, I was becoming increasingly agitated.
I found an exit to the hotel floors, walked through and found my room, and...
.....stole both of the swords. Then I woke up.
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