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28 November Wash Away the PainScorching hot water washes away the pain of the day
Tiny droplets on skin
Flushing away the horrible thoughts
The tears are cleansed from the face by the warm refreshing water
It trickles down the body washing is all away
Warming the skin building up the wall once more
But no matter how long, or how hot the water
I'm still greeted by the reality when I step out
I just want to scrub until my raw skin looks like I feel
But nothing I can do, can change it
The worst news befell me today on this dreary Monday
When I wake up tomorrow, will it all be gone?
And once again, if you can't comment because you're not a member of Hotmail or MSN, please email me: weinkermeyer@hotmail.com I do so much love comments 27 November Thanksgiving and breakIn case y'all are wondering about my break and Thanksgiving.
I worked Mon and Tues 12 to 5 at the library. That was nice, only even though my brain and body knew I could sleep late I was still awake early. Tuesday night I went to supper at Great Plains Sauce & Dough. And I am one of the abnormal ones in Ames, I don't like their pizza, so I had one of their sandwiches which I find good.
Wednesday, had an eye appointment that afternoon, I honestly have no idea what I did that morning. Went to my eye appt at 1:30, got done about 3, I love it how you make appointments at places where they work on an "I'll get to you when I get to you" schedule. Very helpful. After that my parents and I went to DM to pick up my brother, shop and eat supper. I hate shopping, but I also love it. I love it cause I can fit into stuff and look pretty damn hot, but I hate it, cause apparently I'm too tall to look at petites, but smalls in women's are like too damn big. So, then I have to go find the juniors sections, and that is full of like high school girls, I only hate looking there if I'm alone, cause it's full of those girls. Scary. And of course I didn't find the juniors section, though I did find a nice pair of jeans, which I'm in need of a new pair. So we went to supper at the Olive Garden, now I can say I've been there.
Thanksgiving started out crappy. I was trying to do my morning reading, you know email, and the bunches of blogs I have to read. And so I turn on my laptop, which conveniently decided to freeze on me, and by the time I got it going again (it's temperamental) all my pics and documents were gone, so that obviously upset me. Took it down for my computer whiz brother to fix. Had a yummy lunch of turkey (or course) and potatoes. My brother got to work on my computer while watching past Harry Potter movies, him and dad were gonna go to the new one on Fri. I retired upstairs to watch other TV. I'm trying to wait until the big craze is past for Harry Potter, though I did get a glimpse of some of it, I may borrow dad's movies, just not the books, I don't have that much time. Hell, I'm still reading Blue Blood, which I started in Aug. I don't have time to read more than my two magazines Reader's Digest and Jane, for spare time reading. Ross finally got my computer working again, apparently it was some sort of virus or worm
He told me I should back up all my files and reboot the system, which I finally did after the thing decided to be mean all through Fri.So, Fri I was trying to reset all my personal settings, you know the stealth for my cursor, background stuff. And then I decided to use my system restore cd's and hopefully fix it all. I did that, was very surprised how fast it was. I started it about 5 or so, knowing I had to catch a ride to work at 6:30. I got everything back on and installed Office before then. Plus all my messenger programs, and my cursor, and background programs and all that. Went to lunch at Hickory Park with high school friends of Ross's people, Sara A, Andrew B, girlfriend and mother, plus someone else I don't remember the name of. I worked the basketball game Fri night. And by the time I got back that night, I was up later putting more stuff on the laptop, I believe I'm still downloading updates and stuff for it.
Sat, had to get up early to get my hair dyed. Considering I couldn't get to sleep for the longest time Fri night, and then it seemed I kept waking up, and I was awake before my alarm, it was a little hard to get my butt down to the hair salon. And of course I couldn't find my checkbook. I was gonna go for black with a tinge of blue, cause someone in my Anthr recitation said I'd look good with it. But I decided that was too much of a jump, so settled on darker burgundy/red hair, and I LOVE IT!!! Went to say goodbye to my brother. Spent the rest of the day putting stuff on the computer. Went to work basketball again. I found out how much people at work love me. They were talking about collecting money to see me get tased. Got home about 10:20, it was such a beautiful night, stopped by the PD to listen to a car's radio, apparently someone left it on a little too loud, considered sitting there til shift change, but still had stuff to do on the computer before I fell asleep. Went home, watched the COPS episode I missed that night, and went to bed.
Today, so not looking forward to going back to class tomorrow. My body/brain finally decided to let me sleep in this morning, woke up at 10:45. So, have been getting caught up on reading stuff for classes, and still fixing my computer. Found out I'll have to go by another Microsoft Office, apparently this version is already used on other computers.
So, yeah, that's my break, exciting eh?
Please email me with comments if you're not a Hotmail, or MSN user: weinkermeyer@hotmail.com 22 November nothing to see here Well nothing exciting going on here.
Let's see on Friday, went to MU to help with the student blood drive.
That what was at about noon, was still waiting about 2, when they asked me tons of questions and dropped a blob of my blood in blue stuff to make sure I had enough iron in it. And then they poked me and stole my blood. But apparently I took too long, so they couldn't use it and now I have an ugly bruise on my arm to show for it. So I went home where a paycheck was waiting for it, so I cashed it and bought chocolate. What better way than to soothe oneself?Then I had to work Sat and Sun. That was fun, spent pretty much all day Sun at work, two basketball games
and a hot dog for a break. So by the time I got home, I was ready to sit down and watch Cold Case, but of course the football game CBS was covering ran late, so I had to wait til 20 of 8, and of course there was a movie I wanted to watch afterwards, so didn't get to bed til late.And that is the excitement here. And if I don't post before Thanksgiving,
Happy Thanksgiving All!!
17 November Riding the bus and other misc things In order to get to the classes in the mornings, I have to ride the city bus
, and I have to watch people, it's one of my things, I can't be somewhere with people around and not be able to watch them, so I listen to my music and watch people on the bus.This morning there was a guy that was sitting across from me, and I noticed his gloves/mittens. I haven't quite figured out which they are, it was like he couldn't decide whether he wanted gloves or mittens. They had two finger (?) places, obviously to hold two fingers each and then there was the thumb. It made me think of the movie Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, the turtles have two fingers and a thumb, a hand with three fingers.
When we got to the transfer point and were waiting for the other bus with transfers, there was a hook and ladder
, and a rescue truck sitting there. Which led me to think about the 3 winter accidents that I've been in (since we have a nice layering of snow and ice on the ground). One was in one of these city busses, it wasn't exactly an accident but it could have been if there were any cars around. We were supposed to go around a corner, but there was too much ice on the road, so when the driver hit the breaks at the stop sign, they didn't work, and we went flying out across the intersection.The next one, me and my mom were coming home from a funeral (that made it better) and we hit an icy spot in the road, and did a 360 and ended up in the ditch. We were coming back from my uncle's funeral and we always take the back roads, and we had a white car in a ditch with snow around us, the night before I had seen a news story about how people die in accidents when theire exhaust pipes get stuffed up and they inhale the carbon dioxide. So mix those elements together and think of how I was feeling (I was may 11 or 12). But there was someone traveling behind us that saw our accident, so in the next town they called a tow truck. I always wonder how long we would have been there if they hadn't been behind us, this was before we had a cell phone.
And the last one was when I was really young, I don't even really remember the accident. All I remember was some guy ran a yield sign and slammed into us. I remember sitting in my child seat eating a Do-Biz cookie.
![]() Another thing running through my mind, was how poorly the college students were dressed. There was one guy that had a thin hooded sweatshirt and a scarf on. I was just thinking how the students were not going to make it through the cold winter. They're all gonna go home for Thanksgiving and come back with their winter coats and clothes (or so I hope).
Now this I got from my freebie group, my comments will be interspersed in it:
1. Women love to shop. It is the one area of the world where they feel like they're actually in control.
2. Women especially love a bargain. The question of "need" is irrelevant, so don't bother pointing it out. Anything on sale is fair game. 3. Women never have anything to wear. Don't question the racks of clothes in the closet; you "just don't understand". This I don't understand. 4. Women need to cry. And they won't do it alone unless they know you can hear them. Totally wrong, I don't cry in front of anybody, if I'm gonna cry, you can bet no one's gonna be in the vicinity to hear it. 5. Women will always ask questions that have no right answer, in an effort to trap you into feeling guilty. 6. Women love to talk. Silence intimidates them and they feel a need to fill it, even if they have nothing to say. 7. Women need to feel like there are people worse off than they are. That's why soap operas and Oprah Winfrey-type shows are so successful. 8. Women don't need sex as often as men do. This is because sex is more physical for men and more emotional for women. Just knowing that the man wants to have sex with them fulfills the emotional need. 9. Women hate bugs. Even the strong-willed ones need a man around when there's a spider or a wasp involved. Completely wrong, I don't have a man around, and I have plenty of spiders to deal with in my apartment. Killed one last night as a matter of fact, now I have spider guts in a magazine, I've also had spider guts on walls, cause all I had was a shoe and a wall. Plus I love bugs. 10. Women can't keep secrets. They eat away at them from the inside. And they don't view it as being untrustworthy, providing they only tell two or three people.
11. Women always go to public restrooms in groups. It gives them a chance to gossip. Also completely wrong, I've never understood this one. 12. Women can't refuse to answer a ringing phone, no matter what she's doing. It might be the lottery calling. No, if I don't feel like talking to anyone, you can bet I won't be answering the phone, and you can't win the lottery if you don't enter. 13. Women never understand why men love toys. Men understand that they wouldn't need toys if women had an "on/off" switch. 14. Women think all beer is the same. This one I totally agree with, maybe just cause I don't drink beer. 15. Women keep three different shampoos and two different conditioners in the shower. After a woman showers, the bathroom will smell like a tropical rain forest. Not in my bathroom, I have one shampoo and one conditioner, and neither or them are flowery tropical smelling. 16. Women don't understand the appeal of sports. Men seek entertainment that allows them to escape reality. Women seek entertainment that reminds them of how horrible things could be. I've never actually figured out why sports are so appealing. 17. If a man goes on a seven-day trip, he'll pack five days worth of clothes and will wear some things twice; if a woman goes on a seven-day trip she'll pack 21 outfits because she doesn't know what she'll feel like wearing each day. As much as I hate to admit it, it's totally true, I have to consider whether there might be guys where I'm going, and if so, I have to pack something that will get them to notice me, and then you have to have layers for cold, it's really rough, I hate packing for trips. 18. Women brush their hair before bed. No, I brush my hair in the morning, and when it dries after a shower. 19. Women are paid less than men, except for one field: Modeling. 20. Women are never wrong. Apologizing is the man's responsibility, "It's there in the Bible". Hmmm, who was it that gave Adam the apple? What a horrible world it would be if that were true. 21. Women do not know anything about cars. "Oil- stick, oil doesn't stick?" I don't know anything about the internal parts of a car, but I don't make comments that let people know I have no clue 22. Women have better restrooms. They get the nice chairs and red carpet. Men just get a large bowl to share. Never been in a guys restroom to know, but it's interesting that we do have extra rooms to put our stuff, and chairs, I've never seen carpet though. 23. The average number of items in a typical woman's bathroom is 437. A man would not be able to identify most of these items. I don't have quite that many, now if I wore more make-up, I might. 24. Women love cats. Men say they love cats, but when women aren't looking, men kick cats. I'd so rather have a dog than a cat. 25. Women love to talk on the phone. A woman can visit her girlfriend for two weeks, and upon returning home, she will call the same friend and they will talk for three hours. OK, I can see if you haven't seen that friend in awhile, or they need to vent, but not if you just came home from spending time with them. 26. A woman will dress up to go shopping, water the plants, empty the garbage, answer the phone, read a book, or get the mail. Now if there are guys around, yeah I get dressed up, but otherwise, no I go for comfortable clothes over style. 27. Women will drive miles out of their way to avoid the possibility of getting lost using a shortcut. 28. Women don't try as hard as men during sex; after all, they don't fall asleep afterwards. 29. Women do NOT want an honest answer to the question, 'How do I look?' 30. PMS stands for: Permissible Man-Slaughter. (Or at least men think it means that. PMS also stands for Preposterous Mood Swings and Punish My Spouse. 31. The first naked man a women see is "Ken". 32. Women are insecure about their weight, butt, and breast sizes. 33. Women will make three right-hand turns to avoid making one left-hand turn. 34. "Oh, nothing," has an entirely different meaning in woman-language than it does in man-language. 35. Lewis Carroll's Caterpillar had nothing on women. 36. Women cannot use a map without turning the map to correspond to the direction that they are heading. Shut up 37. All women are overweight by definition; don't agree with them about it. Women always have 5 pounds to lose, but don't bring this up unless they really have 5 pounds to gain. I'm perfectly happy with my weight 38. If it is not Valentines day and you see a man in a flower shop, you can probably start up a conversation by asking, "What did you do?" 39. Only women understand the reason for "guest towels" and the "good china". I don't understand this one either. Kinda like cleaning the house for relatives to come over. Huh? They're your relatives they know you're messy or whatever. 40. Women want equal rights, but you rarely hear them clamoring to be let into the draft to cover the responsibilities that go with those rights. All women seek equality with men until it comes to sharing the closet, taking out the trash, and picking up the check. 41. Origin of the word "woman" is: woo-man. 42. If a man ticks off a woman she will often respond by getting a fuzzy toilet cover which warms their rear, but makes it impossible for the lid to stay up thus it constantly gets peed on by the guys. (which gets them in more trouble) That was never on my list of things to do when a guy pisses me off 43. Women never check to see if the lid is up. They seem to prefer taking a flying butt leap towards the bowl and then chewing men out because they "left the seat up" instead of taking two seconds and lowering it themselves. 44. Women can get out of speeding tickets by pouting. This will get men arrested. 45. Women don't really care about a sense of humor in a guy despite claims to the contrary. You don't see women trampling over Tom Cruise to get to Gilbert Gottfried, do you? 46. It's okay for women to dance with each other and not be gay. You don't see straight men dancing together. 47. Women will spend hours dressing up to go out, and then they'll go out and spend more time checking out other women. Men can never catch women checking out other men; women will always catch men checking out other women. 48. The most embarrassing thing for women is to find another woman wearing the same dress at a formal party. You don't hear men say, "Oh-my-GOD, there's another man wearing a black tux, get me outta here!" I was watching CSI tonight, like I do every Thursday night. And it was a continuation of last week, a car chase and after the being chased crashed, the three cop cars behind it got into a gun fight with the guys in the car, and one of the officers was killed. They found out tonight, he was killed by 'friendly fire'. And at the end of the show, they have the reception (?) after the funeral with all the officers dressed up in their dress uniforms, and the guy that shot the officer comes in and all the officers are just looking at him. And then the widow comes over and gives him a hug and says 'I know it wasn't your fault" When all the other officers are looking at him as if he meant to shoot the guy, the wife knows exactly what he needs to hear and whether she actually felt that way or not, she knew he needed to hear it from her, and told him.
One last thing, the world would be soo much better if I learned to wash my dishes right after I used them.
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The big thing everyone's talking about is the tornadoes today. Now we have our claim to fame, 4 tornadoes in Ames, during one season, that's wierd for my lifetime. Everyone has to tell their story about where they were and so on. It's in the past, why are we still dwelling on it? I can understand if one was in a town, or part of town that was hit, but otherwise...
I hate it when people just stop listening to you. You know, there's a different look in their eyes, and their demeanor changes, you just know. I mean if you're not interested, you could at least pretend!
My Soc 302 class was in the computer lab today and there's like 10 people in our class, the lab has at least 30 computers, if not more. The back third of the lab had people in it, but there were 2 rows between my class and the back that had virtually no one in it. And 2 people come in during our class, and sit in the rows we're in, between us. Now they weren't noisy, but they were in the way when we're trying to ask questions of the teacher, as well as go up and talk to her.
There's 2 guys in my Soc 305 class that come in every day 5 minutes late. EVERY DAY, together, I don't know if their class is on the otherside of campus or if they're just really slow walkers, but we have 15 min between classes, come on.
And once again, if you aren't a member of MSN or Hotmail, please email me with comments weinkermeyer@hotmail.com I do so love comments. 14 November Fun at workWork is fun...
I had to work a basketball game last Friday (I love basketball season), and the people I generally have problems with are the college students. They can buy a whole season's worth of tickets for a discounted price and they are all general seating, cause there' special places for the students to sit. Anyway, on the ticket it says Student ID required, and still some students don't have it out with the ticket. Us, ticket takers are supposed to see their ID before letting them in if they have a student ticket. And apparently it's a lot of work to get these ID's out, I can't count the number of times I've had them give me huge sighs, or looks, or the old "I don't have it with me" line, now since it's the beginning of the season, and these first few are just exhibition games (something like it doesn't count yet?), we can let them in without the IDs, we just have to remind them to bring them to the next game. I can't wait until they're real games and I don't have to let them in cause they don't have their ID.
One other thing is, media people have to come in a different door. Well, on Fri I had one guy that just wouldn't believe me, I had to step in fron of him, put my hand on his chest and actually nudge him backward, cause he would have just streamed past me. And then he actually went and asked the visual search person (we have people that are supposed to tell people to throw away drinks and food before coming in) if he could come in this way, and she in turn had to ask another door person, as if I didn't know my job. Come on, I've been here about 4 yrs (in May) I think I know what I'm doing.
Then there's a new policy this year (I think it has something to do with the new athletic director) every one has to have a ticket to get in, which makes sense, but apparently in previous years, we let people in for free at half time, no more. So we have this guy on Fri (college guy, no less) who comes up to a door (ticket) person and shows her is ID and expects to be let in (this is before half time, mind you) and of course she says no, and he leaves. Personally I thought he was gonna pay her the $5 in his wallet to get in, just the way he opened his wallet, implied this. So he's outside talking on his cell phone and it becomes half time, and lots of people leave to smoke. Now if you're a smoker you can get back in with your ticket stub. So, first this guy tries one of the doors that is off to the side, which happens to be locked, and when someone holds open the door for him he doesn't come in (cause we're watching him by now). Next he starts asking people, who are leaving now, for their ticket stubs to get back in. And by this time, me, the guy who's working until the end of the game, and our boss (door supervisor) are all watching this guy. So he finally gets a ticket stub and comes walking up to us, all proud like cause he's gonna get in. And my boss says no, you need a ticket to get in, and by now's he's annoyed or upset, and he says but the ticket office is closed, yadda, yadda, yadda. Which I'm kinda amused about, cause I know the first time he tried to get in, it wasn't; he never tried to go down to the ticket office (which is right down the stairs from the door I'm at; and I highly doubt he's got the ticket office on his speed dial. And when I left he was still there in front of the doors, as if he thought he was still getting in somehow. That wasn't gonna happen, cause we lock the doors after half time, so one has to get the attention of the person working inside, and have a ticket. And the person working inside was one of the guys who was watching him.
Now my other story involves my other job: the library. This girl comes up to me, gives me a piece of paper and asks for a refund from the copier.
Me: why?
Her: If the outcome (or something to that nature) is unsatisfactory, I should get a refund
Me: If you want a refund because you put the book on crooked I can't give you that.
Why would you even think that because of your stupid mistake you're getting a refund, now i could understand if the copy was faint, or maybe too dark, or something like that, but because you had you're book on crooked, I don't think so.
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Sit back, relax, listen, read, and smile. Kind of reminds you to stop and smell the roses of life, and to give thanks to God for life and memores
DO YOU REMEMBER WHEN...?
All the girls had ugly gym uniforms?
It took five minutes for the TV to warm up?
Nearly everyone's Mom was at home when the kids got home from school?
Nobody owned a purebred dog?
When a quarter was a decent allowance?
You'd reach into a muddy gutter for a penny?
Your Mom wore nylons that came in two pieces?
All your male teachers wore neckties and female teachers had their hair done every day and wore high heels?
You got your windshield cleaned, oil checked, and gas pumped, without asking, all for free, every time? And you didn't pay for air? And, you got trading stamps to boot?
Laundry detergent had free glasses, dishes or tools hidden inside the box?
It was considered a great privilege to be taken out to dinner at a real restaurant with your parents?
They threatened to keep kids back a grade if they failed...and they did?
When a 57 Chevy was everyone's dream car...to cruise, peel out, lay rubber or watch submarine races, and people went steady? No one ever asked where the car keys were because they were always in the car, in the ignition, and the doors were never locked?
Lying on your back in the grass with your friends and saying things like, "That cloud looks like a..." and playing baseball with no adults to help kids with the rules of the game?
Stuff from the store came without safety caps and hermetic seals because no one had yet tried to poison a perfect stranger?
And with all our progress, don't you just wish, just once, you could slip back in time and savor the slower pace, and share it with the children of today?
When being sent to the principal's officer was nothing compared to the fate that awaited the student at home? Basically we were in fear for our lives, but it wasn't because of drive-by shootings, drugs, gangs, etc. Our parents and grandparents were a much bigger threat! But we survived because their love was greater than the threat.
Share this with someone who can still remember Nancy Drew, the Hardy Boys, Laurel and Hardy, Howdy Doody and the Peanut Gallery, the Lone Ranger, The Shadow Knows, Nellie Bell, Roy and Dale, Trigger and Buttermilk.
As well as summers filled with bike rides, baseball games, Hula Hoops, bowling and visits to the pool, and eating Kool-Aid powder with sugar.
Didn't that feel good, just to go back and say, "Yeah, I remember that"?
I am sharing this with you today because it ended with a double dog dare to pass it on. To remember what a doubl dog dare is, read on. And remember that the perfect age is somewhere between old enough to know better and too young to care.
How many of these do you remember?
Candy cigarrettes,
Wax Coke-shaped bottles with colored sugar water inside,
Soda pop machines that dispensed glass bottles,
Coffee shops with tableside jukeboxes,
Blackjack, Clove and Teaberry chewing gum,
Home milk delivery in glass bottles with cardboard stoppers,
Newsreels before the movie,
P.F. Fliers,
Telephone numbers with a word prefix...(Raymond 4-601).
Party lines.
Peashooters, Howdy Doody, 45 RPM records, Green Stamps, Hi-Fi's
Metal ice cube trays with levers, Mimeograph paper, Beanie and Cecil, Roller-skate keys, Cork pop guns, Drive ins, Studebakers
Washtub wringers, The Fuller Brush Man, Reel-To-Reel tape recorders, Tinkertoys, Erector Sets, The Fort Apache Play Set, Lincoln Logs, 15 cent McDonald hamburgers
5 cent packs or baseball cards--with that awful pink slab of bubble gum.
Penny candy
35 cent a gallon gasoline, Jiffy Pop popcorn
Do you remember a time when...
Decisions were made by going "eeny-meeny-miney-moe"? Mistakes were corrected by simply exclaiming, "Do Over!"? "Race issue" meant arguing about who ran the fastest? Catching the fireflies could happily occupy an entire evening? It wasn't odd to have two or three "Best Friends"?
The worst thing you could catch from the opposite sex was "cooties"? Having a weapon in school meant being caught with a slingshot? A foot of snow was a dream come true?
Saturday morning cartoons weren't 30-minute commercials for action figures? "Oly-oly-oxen-free" made perfect sense? Spinning around, getting dizzy, and falling down was cause for giggles?
The worst embarrassment was being picked last for a team? War was a card game? Baseball cards in the spokes transformend any bike into a motorcycle? Taking drugs meant orange-flavored chewable aspirin? Water ballons were the ultimate weapon?
If you can remember most of all of these, then you have lived!!!!!
Share this with anyone who may need a break from their "grown-up" life...I double-dog-dare ya!
And once again, if you can't comment because you're not a member of Hotmail or MSN, please email me: weinkermeyer@hotmail.com I do so much love comments Again?So today we had 3 tornadoes touch down within the city of Ames. I heard one was north of the mall, around Bloomington Rd, another one was just north of Hwy 30, near Jack Trice, I never actually heard where the third one hit.
Hope no one got hurt in these.
And once again, if you can't comment because you're not a member of Hotmail or MSN, please email me: weinkermeyer@hotmail.com I do so much love comments. 11 November Veteran's DayI want to say thank you to all the veterans out there that serve to keep my country safe, as well as to those currently serving. 08 November ELECTION RESULTS ARE INSo, congrats are in order for all the people I voted for!!
Ames, now has it's second woman mayor, though we no longer have any women on the council itself. Ann Campbell is our new mayor, Dan Rice is our new council for 1st ward, and Jim Popken is our new at large council member. OK, so I take it back, Doll did not win for 3rd ward, in Ames, you have to get at least 50% of the votes to win, Doll only got 49%, so there will be a run-off election sometime in the near future between Doll and Vegge.
CONGRATS ANN CAMPBELL, DAN RICE, JIM POPKEN. 06 November People are WeirdOK, so basketball season officially started yesterday with the Men's first basketball game, and apparently some people don't know the basics to getting into the games: HAVE A TICKET!!
I had one college girl that gave me this great story about how she went to the Jacobsen (sp?) Building and the lady there said that if she didn't have her season tickets yet, that she could just show her student ID to get in. Then there was a group of about 3, who thought you could get in with football tickets.
And then of course there's the people who think that if they leave they can get back in. Whether it's for smoking, or because he needed to get his wallet out of the car. (Who doesn't bring their wallet with them?)
Also had the people that dress wierd, the game started at 8, and we opened the doors at 7, by that time it is plenty dark. I had one chick come in with aviator sunglasses, I was kinda confused on how she could see to get to the door. And of course we still have people hanging onto the warm weather, well yesterday it was barely 50 degrees (and keep in mind it's dark, so it feels colder), I saw one chick with those wierd gaucho (?) pants, and flip flops, also had the kids with shorts and T-shirts on, and the little kids carried by their parents without hats, which at that age, I'm sure their heads get plenty cold. Also the one girl with the gaucho pants, they were chocolate brown, she was wearing a bright yellow (our colors are red and yellow) T-shirt with a gold decorative belt on top of that and a white hoodie on top of that.
And on the topic of kids, why would you bring your child that is under the age of five to a basketball game? How much of it are you going to enjoy, let alone watch? And the kids don't care.
I found the cutest cans. I bought a 8 pack of Mountain Dew in these cute little 8 oz cans, they're like the size of my guinea pig.
One other thing, I saw this girl wearing this T-shirt that said "Don't you wish your girlfriend was blonde like me?" only problem was, she wasn't a natural blonde and you could see her roots.
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I found this on one of the blogs I regularly read, Law & Disorder, Tips for avoiding speed tickets
The National Motorists Association offers the following information on possible ways to avoid getting a speeding ticket from local law enforcement agents. The association warns that the information is not legal advice but merely tips. Before going out on the road - Make sure your car at least looks good. The idea to remember is if the car looks good, it appears that the owner is a responsible person. If an officer has to choose between a white 1988 Olds Cutlass going 75 that's in good condition and a white 1988 Olds Cutlass going 75 that is missing a rear bumper, has blown-out lights, and maybe several dents, guess who is getting the ticket? We don't mean showroom condition, just one that shows reasonable care has been given to it. The point here is: Don't give the police any more reasons to look at and/or stop you. Check your lights. Perhaps the most overlooked yet cheapest items are your lights. Take a walk around your car at night. Make sure all of the lights work, even the $2 license plate lights. In most cases, the only tool needed is a screwdriver. Don't rely on colored tape to act as a permanent replacement for a brake light or turn signal lens. Spend the money and get the real thing. At least the money you pay the parts store is going to some worthy entity, not a government charity as it would if it was spent on a ticket. Clean the car. Wash it occasionally and vacuum the inside. Papers, maps, fast-food wrappers, and whatnot scattered around do not impress the officer at your side. Remove all stickers. If it says "Mafia staff car - keepa you hands off," you'll get stopped by the only Italian officer in the county. The officer will not be impressed, nor will he be if it says "Insured by Smith & Wesson." Stickers for the Police Benevolant Association or similar organizations aren't likely to get you out of a ticket. Why? About the only reason people have them is to get out of speeding tickets! Everyone knows that. Plus, the officer that stopped you may have a grievance against the union (These organizations are also unions in some areas). And, the agency you paid for the sticker may not represent the officer at your side. When you're on the roadDon't stand out. If you are moving faster than the surrounding traffic, weaving, cutting across three lanes at once or do anything to cause another motorist to use his or her horn, you are a prime candidate for a ticket. Stay in the right lane. This is related to the previous comment about not being obvious. Not only is this good driving practice, it is good ticket-avoidance practice too. There's a psychological element here; if you're in the left lane, you must be speeding. Note that the left lane is sometimes called the "fast" lane. Radar can't tell which vehicle is speeding. But if an officer sees you passing another vehicle, the radar gun's readout will be written on your ticket. By passing that vehicle, you provided a visual frame of reference. Use your eyes. Don't place blind faith in a radar detector; doing so is a good way to get a pacing or vascar ticket, and detectors are less effective in light traffic due to instant-on radar. Scan the road as far ahead as possible. This is not only good accident-avoidance practice, it will alert you to the presence of unusual items. You'll see cars parked in medians or on entrance/exit ramps, brake lights going on as you approach a turn, or another motorist flashing his headlights at the oncoming traffic. You'll have time to slow down and avoid the speed trap. Use your mirrors. This is similar to what we just described. Is a car rapidly approaching? It could be an officer on an "silent" emergency call - or an officer trying to catch up to you. Did the trooper you just saw leaving the Interstate get back on again? Stay in the right lane and turn on your car's halo until the suspicious car is no longer a problem. Watch the trucks. Remember, truckers are professional drivers and many get paid on a per-mile basis. Therefore, the more miles a trucker can cover in a shorter period of time, the more money he or she will make. If they are maintaining Boy Scout-like compliance with the speed limit, something is amiss and you should be wary. The weather makes a difference in police activity. Would you rather get out of your warm, dry car when it's raining or would you rather do it on a sunny day? Radar works in all kinds of weather, but radar operators would rather not. If it's 10 degrees outside, most officers would rather stay in their warm car than chase one person who's driving safely but illegally at 75 mph. Sometimes though, even the best avoidance maneuvers don't work. If you know the officer is after you Unless otherwise directed, pull over to the right shoulder as soon as you can. Going to the left shoulder is asking for one unhappy officer since the left shoulder exposes both you and him to the path of passing vehicles. His job is dangerous enough as it is, don't make it worse. Pull as far off as possible. (If you're on the right shoulder, traffic can easily move to the left. If you're on the left shoulder, traffic cannot safely move to the right. Plus, re-entering traffic is much easier done from the right side, for the same reasons.) If it's at night and the police car is unmarked, you may want to continue on to a lighted area. Most officers won't have a problem with that. Also, turn on the dome light. Put both hands on the steering wheel and wait for the officer to arrive next to your door. He has no idea if you're armed, an escaped ex-convict, or just an average person. Keep movement in the car to a minimum; he can see your movements but doesn't know what you're doing. Are you hiding a gun? Putting away a radar detector? Make his job easier and you can only benefit. When speaking to the officer, don't insert "Sir" or "Ma'am" after every word. Cops call that "bootlicking." Conversely, calling the officer by his rank or title, like "Sergeant" or "Deputy" is not disrespectful if used sparingly. But, only refer to them this way if you're absolutely sure of their rank or title. Although most people want to be honest, don't volunteer self-incriminating information. When the officer asks "Do you know how fast you were going?" or something similar, just say "yes" or "I was driving at the speed of traffic" (if true) and leave it at that. But if there's a valid reason for your conduct, such as a medical emergency, say so. When the officer asks for your license and registration, tell him it's in the glove box (if it is), then ask if it's okay to open it. Leave it open so he can see in. Again, reduce his apprehension about the situation. However, if it's in a console between the seats, ask before opening, but close it when you're done. It's too easy for you to reach back inside and get a weapon. Do not argue or plead your case. The roadside is never the place to conduct a hearing. To do so is a guaranteed losing situation, and all you'll do is get your story added to the cop's list of "Ten Best Excuses." Cops enforce, courts decide. Remember that officers are usually not required to show you the readout on the radar gun (for their safety and yours.) Be inconspicuous. If you make a fuss, the officer is more likely to remember you when you go to trial. That's bad, you want to be as forgettable as possible. Keep your copy of the ticket! If your speed was recorded on radar or some other speed measurement device, you should request the make, model and serial number of the device and the serial number of the calibration instrument (for radar, the tuning forks). Some of this information may already be on the ticket. However, only ask for this information after the officer has given you the ticket. Note the make and license plate of the officer's car. Also look for ID numbers on the sides. Do not voluntarily agree to a search of your car. If the officer has to ask for permission, it is very likely that he does not have probable cause or reasonable suspicion to believe you have something illegal. If he had probable cause or reasonable suspicion, he would not need to ask you. When you've parted company, go back to your car and make notes of the situation. Amount of traffic, weather, time, officer's demeanor, etc. No detail or event is unimportant, you will forget them later when you need to know. It is a good idea to draw a map of the area, including trees, signs, buildings, etc. You may need that later. I can't believe people actually read and take these things into consideration.
So, I sit behind the same three girls in my Anthropology class and this one chick forgot (or just didn't put on) her make-up this morning and she looked like a whole different person. Kinda gave me a flash back of high school, there was this one art teacher Ms Petra, that always had pounds of make up on, and we all knew she wore wigs. Everyone used to joke that they never wanted to see her in the morning before she got her self "pretty", it'd be like looking at a zombie. And as I'm sitting there in class, two girls come and sit on either side of me, like right next to me, when there's like six other seats they could sit down in. One of them had a huge 3-ring binder, so as she's writing on one side of it the other side is more or less cutting off any exit from my chair (cause we have those desks connected to the chairs), talk about puncturing my bubble. Oh, and she also decided that since she was sitting right next to me she could just look over at my paper when the teacher took the power point away. At least we weren't taking a test, but couldn't she have asked to see my paper instead of just looking?
So I heard this commercial this morning on the radio for a device that's supposed to block radar guns, so one can't get caught speeding. The opening line for the ad is (Name of product her, cause I forgot it), banned in eight states. Yeah that's the first thing I tell people when I'm trying to sell my product. Also, if you do get a speeding ticket, this company will pay for it. Maybe we should add it to the above list.
I walk across campus to get to work after lunch and the flags are at half-staff, I'm not sure at that moment why. When I get to work, I ask my bosses and we decided it's because of Rosa Parks dying, didn't she die like a week ago? I hope people are still mourning for me after a week. And one of my co-workers, another student, says "Ooh I bet it was for this lady whose picture was taped to a bus seat this morning, it said 'Don't sit here, for Rosa Parks' (or something to that extent), who's Rosa Parks?" I just about died, that's just sad that one doesn't know who Rosa Parks is, come on didn't you take history? I know she wasn't alive in the 60's but come on. Kinda like yesterday, in my Social Psych class, we were talking about the Vietnam War and my professor kept asking why we didn't remember it. Let's see, maybe because none of us were ALIVE?
Last bit: What I learn in Philosophy 1. From tragedy we get pleasure in ourself. 2. Bring a whole box of Kleenex with you when you go to see Million Dollar Baby with Hillary Swank and Clint Eastwood. 3. My professor describes soap operas so well it's obvious he watches them religiously even though he is making fun of them. 4. What exactly a "near-miss" is. A near-miss is actually a hit, because if something is nearly missed, it must have been hit. 5. Little things bother my professor (see #4). 6. My professor believes in faeries, he actually saw the play of Peter Pan (when he was young) and he thought Tinkerbell was going to die because none of the little old ladies with blue hair would clap to save her. 7. The lesser of two evils is still evil. 8. My professor was scarred for life when his fish Carrots committed suicide after he purchased a third fish when he was six (my professor, not the fish) 9. You need a snail to clean up after the fish, like birds on the back of hippopotami (I love that word) 10. My professor thinks wolves are related to dogs (but he's not sure) 11. My professor likes wearing polo shirts (like every day) and he tries to feel cool and connect with college kids in his gray leather jacket. 12. People have a very hard time sitting still and the ones who bounce in their seat sit in the squeaky chairs. 13. My professor gets annoyed when the fortune in a fortune cookie isn't really a fortune. 14. My professor absolutely HATES Ross Hall. 15. My professor may have a porch fetish. 16. Buildings are like people: you love them, hate them, or are indifferent about them.
The above list may be added to and reposted.
Jeez Goddess, I think I've been reading you're blog too long.
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25 ways to tell if you have finally grown up 1. Your houseplants are alive, and you can't smoke any of them. 2. Having sex in a twin bed is out of the question. 3. You keep more food than beer in the fridge. 4. 6:00 AM is when you get up, not when you go to bed. 5. You hear your favorite song in an elevator. 6. You watch the Weather Channel. 7. Your friends marry and divorce instead of "hook up" and "break up". 8. You go from 130 days of vacation to 14. 9. Jeans and a sweater no longer qualify as "dressed up". 10. You're the one calling the police because those stupid kids next door won't turn down the stereo. 11. Older relatives feel comfortable telling sex jokes around you. 12. You don't know what time Taco Bell closes anymore. 13. Your car insurance goes down and your car payments go up. 14. You feed your dog/cat Science Diet instead of McDonald's leftovers. 15. Sleeping on the couch makes your back hurt. 16. You take naps from noon to 6 PM 17. Dinner and a movie is the whole date instead of the beginning of one. 18. Eating a basket of chicken wings at 3 AM would severly upset, rather than settle, your stomach. 19. If you're a girl, you go to the drug store for ibuprofen and antacid, not condoms and pregnancy tests. 20. A $4.00 bottle of wine is no longer "pretty good stuff". 21. You actually eat breakfast food at breakfast time. 22. "I just can't drink the way I used to..." replaces "I'm never going to drink that much again". 23. 90% of the time you spend in front of a computer is for real work. 24. When you find out your friend is pregnant you congratulate her instead of asking "Oh, man--What Happened!?!?!?! 25. You read this entire list looking desperately for one sign that doesn't apply to you and can't find one to save your sorry old butt. Then you forward it to a bunch of old pals & friends 'cause you know they'll enjoy it & do the same!!
Well lets see, numbers 3, 4, 7, 8, 12 and 18 apply to me, sadly I'm getting old at 22. I think there should be something about forgetting stuff, I'm real good at that.
OK, wierdly I can function on 1 hour of sleep, but 3.5 no way.
And I'm still looking for a nice military guy. Any guy in uniform with that nice buzz cut, I am so game.
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