Tuesday, November 27, 2007

Leaving on a jetplane....eventually...

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OR! All Readers Owe me 20 Cents. I accept Money Orders and Paypal.

OR! How to waste 7 hours at the airport. Subtitle: It helps if you dont (the apostrophe key doesnt work on this keyboard) mind looking like an idiot.

So wraps up the end of Thanksgiving vacation. I only have 8 minutes left on this machine, so I have to type fast. Please excuse my errors!

We had a really great week here in Atlanta...a little disappointing because I only got to see one Judy, and no Zimmermans, but all in all good. Thanksgiving dinner was great although some sentiments and stories were shared that probably should have been contained. They will not be repeated here.

Today we arrived at the airport a full 7 hours before my flight and 9 before mom and dads hoping to ride Standby. Mom and Dad succeeded and I have been wonderingj for the past 7 hours. (6 minuyt4s!)

I have been to the bookstore to read for a little while but then I felt guilty.(the dash button also doesnt work here) So I left there. Ive spent the past few hours containing my boredom so well, that I decided this was a good reward. A the bookstore there was a girl whose entire chin dissappeared when she read. She wasnt particularly heavy, and I realized I have no idea what I look like when I read. Short of someone taking a picture of me in the act, I may never.

Why are clothes gettting tighter> (Question marks dont work... Im started a letter writing campaign to get my $4 back). I have seen far too many teenage girls in clothes that are far too tight. Please bare in mind that these are the rambling thoughts of a woman that would never purposely wear somehting that tight. I think that some people try to hard to be sexy. And to advertise their sexiness. The girl that wears the belt buckle that reads Sexy. Or the way overweight woman that wear the shirt that reads I brought sexy back. Someone should explain the art of subltety to them.

My time here is nearly up love you and miss you all. Im hoping another visit with many of you in a month.

until then... Im Audi5000.
C

Thursday, November 8, 2007

100 years ago this week

Ok - so it must've been a slow(!) news week:

Nov 8 1907
These are extremely quiet days for the police. Four days have elapsed without an arrest being made or any other difficulty of any consequence reported. The city jail was cleared of prisoners last Saturday and there has been no one in since then.

Nov 9 1907
There are a good many farmers in the city this afternoon and the merchants are all doing a good business.

Nov 11 1907
A little man not more than five feet six inches tall, wearing a blue flannel shirt, a duck coat, cotton pants and high-top boots, was the object of considerable interest in Salina yesterday. The man was Frans Emanuel Kivekas and he was on his way to San Francisco by foot, and when he reaches there by Jan 1, as he expects to do, he will have completed a journey around the world on foot, and will as the result of a bet receive $5000 and a 160-acre farm.

Now when I first started reading the story from the 11th I thought perhaps Huey, Dewey or Louie had come to Salina. But the story is much more interesting than that! I wonder if he made it? Or if it was all for nothing and he died penniless and alone. If he did make it, he was rich. I have no idea what you compare $5000 in 1907 to in 2007, but if anyone does know... share! A google search for Frans Kivekas returns a lot of foreign pages :(

Wednesday, November 7, 2007

25 years ago last week

In the Salina paper each Monday, they recap news stories from previous years. This is one from last Monday's paper, but it was funny.

Nov 1, 1982 (25 years ago)
Halloween paranoia struck early Sunday when two Salina residents arrived at the police station yesterday afternoon with what they thought were suspicious food items. Police said one woman came to the station complaining about the salted peanuts she just bought. She told authorities the peanuts tasted funny, but upon inspection, lawmen quickly determined the woman mistakenly had purchased an unsalted variety. Later, another Salina woman dropped by to show police a mini-candy bar that appeared to have been opened. Again, police solved the case by concluding the candy wrapper had not been sealed properly at the factory.

Now someday (hopefully) I will be an old old woman. I hope I am entertaining. These two women are (probably were) hilarious.

In today's news (really yesterday's)... I bowled a 184 last night. Maybe I am an athlete!

Tuesday, November 6, 2007

Card-carrying bowler.

Yesterday, my official USBC League Bowling card came. That's right, I'm pretty official. Between my deputy badge and this card, my jurisdiction and power is awe-inspiring.

Anyway, the point is with the card comes a letter - thanking you for joining the mandatory USBC. Ironic. The letter ends with this sentence and my laughter:

As a member, you are more than a bowler. You are a leader, a caretaker and an athlete.

Someone should tell them that I'm barely a bowler! I mean, it's like they will give these cards to anyone who will pay the mandatory $15!

Monday, November 5, 2007

Lions, tires and cars, oh, MY!

SO this is NOT a blog about me. A friend of mine from Denver was lucky enough to go to Africa last month and went on a safari of sorts. And last night I came up with this title and it had to be used. He was about 10 or 15 feet away from these lions!

Thursday, November 1, 2007

Goodnight, Moon.

Goodnight, Halloween.

Well, another Halloween has gone... boo. Not 'boo' like scary boo... but 'boo' like "Boo, Hiss".

Anyway... last night I rode along with some hooligans (dressed as the grim reaper and a box of popcorn) as they tricked or treated. And judging by the bags, they mostly treated. But some tricks did occur.

I can't say too much about the tricks to avoid incriminating anyone... but a gang TP'd some houses last night. From what I understand - the was no beef between the gang members and the alleged victims and in fact it was a tradition. Also taken from insightful interviews with the gang members, it's quite a rush to get chased. :) One photo of the alleged damage allegedly below.



Oh! And I just gave myself a pretty darn good french braid - that tells you how long my hair is getting!