Up the Down Escalator

Not for sure where this video was taken, but I'm glad to see the U.S. doesn't have ALL the stupid people.

Then again, maybe she was going up the down escalator in order to get away from that cackling person behind the camera.

Football Painter

Atomic Bomb Blast

I'm not sure why they fascinate me, but I've watched hundreds of atomic bomb videos on YouTube.

I'm going to try to watch them all.

skosh

skosh [skohsh] noun Slang
a bit; a jot: We need just a skosh more room.
Origin: Japanese sukoshi a little (bit)

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I definitely knew this word because it's one my dad used to use all the time. I'd be helping him build something out in the garage and he'd have me hold something so he could weld it or nail it into place and he'd say something like "Move that up just a skosh."

He even knew the origin of the word because I once asked him what the word meant (even though I knew, but was curious about where it came from) During the Depression he had gone with his parents to the west coast to pick produce and had made friends with a Japanese boy and had picked up the word from him. Pop told a lot of stories about his times with him, the funniest ones about eating meals with his new friend's family. The parents spoke little if any English and during the first meal the boy's folks frowned at my dad while he was eating. The boy leaned over and explained to him that they thought he wasn't enjoying the meal, that it was considered good manners to smack one's lips while eating and to frequently belch, the highest compliment to the cook that the food was good.

I listen to a talk radio show sometimes at night when I can't sleep and the host often uses the word; that always reminds me of my dad and his stories about his Japanese friend in Washington state.

Patience is a Virtue

One that I don't possess.

You Are Patient Enough

In most cases, you are patient enough to keep it together. You may feel impatient on the inside, but you don't usually let it show. However, if you're made to wait for too long, you will usually crack. You're only human, after all. You don't like for your patience to be tested.

Are You Impatient?

 

I've never been a patient person; I never cared to fish, hate waiting in lines, can't stand sitting in a waiting room. When I was a driller on rigs, I fired guys for constantly having to wait on them and making me late for work. I've dated women with no sense of time, so frustrating for me, especially when they KNEW we had to leave at a certain time to get to the movies or some other function that required us to be on time only to show up at her house and find that she wasn't anywhere nearly ready to go.

It annoys me when I'm behind someone in a store and they don't even get their checkbook out until the transaction is complete; they could have at least had it ready with the other information before the total was announced. (or get a freakin' debit card, for cryin' out loud!) I really get annoyed when I'm behind someone at the grocery store and they stop to look at an item, leaving their cart in the middle of the aisle blocking any way around them...and when I clear my throat and get ignored, then speak up and say " 'SCUSE ME!" only to have them reach over and move their cart an inch or two, expecting that to be enough...then they give you a look like "What I'M doing has to be much more important than what YOU want to do!"

Stick your passive-aggressive attitude where the sun don't shine, lady. My time ain't worth a lot, but it's worth as much as yours.

It's infuriating to be behind someone at a red light, watching them put on their makeup or changing stations on their radio when the light turns green. I don't like to honk my horn, but after 20-30 seconds I do and they look up in surprise, see the green light turning yellow and then speed off through the intersection, leaving me to sit through another traffic light cycle because they had their head in their ass.

I could never be a vulture.

Everything's Going Swimmingly

This is one of the 1625 videos (at the time of this post) from the YouTube channel of Mary Thomassen. Most are of the same nature; Ms. Thomassen swimming underwater, doing headstands and flips, holding her breath, etc. Others are of her lying in her yard or on the beach, usually with her dog included in the video.  To be fair, I have only viewed a few dozen of the vids; others might have her opining on politics or global climate change...but I doubt it. (and didn't care to look through them all to see)

I subscribed to the channel for a while, but in my quest to cull the unnecessary distractions from my online life, I've decided to un-subscribe.  I think she's attractive and she has a sexy, appealing figure, but... I'm not sure why I subscribed in the first place.  I found her videos fascinating for a short while, and no, it wasn't her bikini-clad body or how there were often near- "wardrobe malfunctions", but it was my own curiosity as to just WHY she made the videos.

I could be wrong, a distinct possibility, but I think it's a need for attention.  I don't want to insult the woman, but what else could it be?  I was also curious as to the attraction for her subscribers - and judging from the comments, they're mostly male. Her videos aren't pornographic, just slightly risqué. It's hard for me to understand why they're so popular; you can find porn ANYWHERE on the 'net (well, not on YouTube, although you CAN find more revealing videos than these), so I can't chalk her popularity up to simple prurient interest. What I'm trying to say if people watch them just to get sexually aroused, then there are many more avenues for that sort of thing.

Like I said, a mystery to me.

Thanks to YouTube's "recommended videos", I found that she's not the only one with these sorts of videos.   Oh well, I guess it's a fetish like many others.  Goodness knows I've found out there are quite a few fetish folks with frequent hits on THIS blog, such as the ones for Gay Irish Dwarfs and My Sister's Feet.

So, bye-bye Mary.  Keep on swimmin', but don't hold your breath waiting on me to understand your motivation.

Falling Behind Already

Wow, I've made only one post this year!

To be honest, I just haven't been enthused.  I missed playing the quiz yesterday, the first time in over a year I forgot to play. The fact is I have too much to keep up with online.  I have to sort through my email and reader subscriptions,  catch up on Facebook, check in at various forums I frequent not to mention do online business such as pay bills.  I used to enjoy it, but lately it's become a chore, simply because there's just so much to wade through.  If I miss a day, stuff piles up and it takes that much longer to sort through.

I was also a bit preoccupied yesterday, thinking about something I've been planning on doing for a while;  I got my cable bill and saw it had gone up yet again.  Every year at this time, after the Cowboys are eliminated from playoff contention, I think I'll do away with cable.  I can watch the games on bootleg sites, catch the shows I like on the station websites and I don't care about local news or the weather because I can read the news online or check the NWS radar.

I didn't make any New Year's resolutions, but I think I will. (fitting, considering my procrastinating ways, which I need to change.  Oh well, that can wait for next year's resolutions!)  I've done it before, but I think I'll cull at least a quarter of my reader subscriptions and perhaps the same percentage of email newsletters. (and try my best to resist signing up for new ones) I'm going to cut back on Facebook as well as my participating in various forums and message boards. 

I'm going to do all that, get rid of cable and maybe fill in most of that spare time gained with doing productive things...well, maybe not productive, but at least get back into things I used to really enjoy, such as reading.  I've got a huge stack of National Geographic and Texas Monthly magazines I haven't read and I bet I didn't go to the library more than a half-dozen times last year.  I also need to get out and take more photographs, I really miss that.

Yep, new year, new direction in life...at least my online life.  The year lasts 365 days; hope my resolutions last that long!

Listen to the Music - The Doobie Brothers

No Surprise Here

You Should Work With Things

You definitely aren't a misanthrope, but you find people difficult to understand and deal with at times. You're much more productive working alone - building systems, analyzing data, or honing your own technique. No matter what career you choose, you do best in a field where you can be left alone to specialize, tinker, and invent. A focused, intense person like you would make a great surgeon. Or a fabulous architect. Or a superstar computer programmer.

Should You Work With People or Things?

oeillade

oeillade oeil·lade [œ-yad] noun, plural oeil·lades [œ-yad] French

an amorous glance; ogle.

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Even though I wasn't familar with this term, I've always liked to do an oeillade. The trick is to not get caught at it.

As in this game: Lust for Bust

Beer Bottle Cap

There are 21 "teeth" on the standard beer bottle cap.

Useless information?  Perhaps, but it might win you a free beer on a bet in a bar.

Marie's Blog

I missed this when the show was on, but with the Breaking Bad marathon going on this weekend, the BB Facebook page did a post on it. If you are/were a big fan of the series, you might find it funny.

Marie's Blog

Run Like Hell - Pink Floyd

One-Eared Insect

The only insect known to have just one ear is the mantis, also commonly referred to as a "praying mantis".  Its single ear has two eardrums and is capable of picking up ultrasonic sounds, essential in detecting the echolocation cries of the bat, one of its biggest predators.

Oddly enough, it was just a few days ago I saw this bit of trivia on the same day of the anniversary of Vincent van Gogh cutting off his ear.

cryophobia

cryophobia - fear of extreme cold, frost or ice.

I don't "fear" those things but intensely dislike them...and it's not so much dislike of them but rather a hatred of the huge heating bills that accompany extreme cold, frost or ice.

Sometimes they make me want to cry...and that's a phobia I can do without.

Holiday Greetings to All!

Sincere holiday greetings to my online friends, family and everyone else who visits my pathetic excuse for a blog. I hope you have a lovely Christmas and a fantastic new year!

Holiday Element

I don't really think these result apply to me at all; I don't shine "especially bright" at this time of year and don't have a lot of fun, nor do I craft fun items.  Since the Cowboys usually melt down during December, I'm usually not enthusiastic or optimistic. I DO try to make the best of the holiday, though.  I really haven't cared about the holiday since my momma passed away. -sigh-

The one thing that's right is that my holiday element is fire- I wish I had a fireplace for a little extra warmth and to lessen the huge natural gas bills during the winter.

Your Holiday Element is Fire

You shine brightly every time of year, but you shine especially bright during the holidays. You have so much fun this time of year - whether you're getting friends together or crafting fun items. You are enthusiastic and optimistic about the holidays. You make the best of whatever holiday you're able to have. You know this is a hard time of year for some, so you try to cheer up everyone you know with cookie deliveries and little surprises.

What's Your Holiday Element?

EDIT TO ADD: No, I don't have a fireplace, but I had forgotten about this Hulu video I saw a while back. Guess I could get my electric heater and put it at chest level while I sit at the computer and have it blast on me while I watch the vid.  There are several versions, some w/ music.

Fireplace for Your Home: Classic Edition (2013)

You Just Might Be A Scrooge

From the archives:

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You Just Might Be A Scrooge...

If your only contact with three spirits on Christmas Eve is gin, vodka and bourbon.

If you turn on the lawn sprinklers on Christmas Eve to keep carolers away.
 
If you buy all of your Christmas gifts at a store that also sells gas.

If your favorite version of "Babes in Toyland" stars Michael Jackson.

If you get your Christmas Tree at a rest stop at night.

If you give bathroom fixtures as Christmas gifts.

If your prized Christmas ornament is Santa Claus shooting the moon.

If your favorite Christmas movie is Jurassic Park.

If your idea of Christmas dinner is a six pack of beer and a cheese log.

If you think "Ho, Ho, Ho" is a line from a Rocky movie.

If your best Christmas tradition involves a fire and reindeer meat.

If your favorite version of "Silent Night" is sung by OJ Simpson.

If your favorite past time is putting defective bulbs in your neighbors' string of Christmas lights or defacing Christmas lawn caricatures with egg nog.

And, finally - if your only holiday decoration is a rotting pumpkin - you just might be a Scrooge.

Silent Night

Silent Night was first performed Christmas Eve 1818 at St Nicholas parish church in Oberndorf, Austria. The song was written a year before, the lyrics by the young priest Father Joseph Mohr and the melody by Franz Gruber.

Over the years, the song's fame spread throughout the world, but neither man enjoyed the work's success. Mohr died penniless in 1848 and Gruber lived in obscurity and died in poverty in 1863.

Sounds (that drive me) Crazy

Remember this Overstock.com commercial? It's been one of my favorite adverts of all-time. The woman is Sabine Ehrenfeld, a German model and actress born in Nov. 1963. I liked the commercial not just because she's pretty, but there's *something* about her voice that drives me wild, sending shivers down my spine. ("good" shivers) I'm not sure if it's the pitch or timbre of her voice that does it, but she's not the only female that does it to me; Shania Twain and Trisha Yearwood also affect me much the same way. 

Now, I'm not particularly a huge fan of Twain and Yearwood's music;  I like country just fine, but it's not my favorite musical genre.  I do have a few tunes of each perfomer in my mp3 jukebox, but haven't collected their albums like you might think I would, especially considering how their voices make me feel.  In fact, it's not Yearwood's singing voice that does it for me, but rather just her ordinary way of speaking.  I try to catch her new cooking show on the Food Network as often as possible, Trisha's Southern Kitchen.  I like her recipes just fine, but mostly enjoy listening to her talk.

While I'm on the subject of cooking shows, there's another lovely lady whose voice also drives me nuts and that's Nigella Lawson. I also try to watch her show as often as it comes on the network, but to be honest? Five minutes after the show was over I doubt I could tell you what she had cooked , but could definitely tell you the color of the sweater she had worn.  Worn very well. -ahem-

12 Days of Christmas

fiddlesticks

fiddlesticks fid·dle·sticks [fid-l-stiks] interjection
(used to express impatience, dismissal, etc.)

fiddlestick fid·dle·stick [fid-l-stik] noun
anything; a bit: "I don't care a fiddlestick for what they say."

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I had to laugh when I saw this as the World of the Day; just a couple of weeks ago, I was telling an employee of a store where I purchase the Beej's food that there hadn't been any on the shelf in over a month. "Oh, yeah." the young woman replied. "That's one of those things we didn't get on the truck.".

I didn't believe her.  "Fiddlesticks!" I said. "The office marks you out of the product?" I asked in a blustering manner, knowing how their inventory system worked. "Mmm-huh." the girl said with a surety I knew was feigned.

"Fiddlesticks!" I said again. I knew they had been having problems keeping employees, but it wasn't just cat food that wasn't being put out; I estimated that at least 10-15% of their shelving was empty.  "Why would they mark YOU out of the product when your other store always has it in stock?" I went on ranting: "That's where I've been having to go to get it.".

"What was that you said to me?" asked the young woman, acting offended. I repeated what I had said, that the other store had it and..."No, at first, that 'fiddle-something'?" I started to explain, but about that time the mgr. showed up and wanted to know what was wrong. I repeated my problem and the girl interrupted "He wants some sort of fiddle cat food."

The manager looked at me like I was nuts and I laughed and told her I had said "fiddlesticks", not believing they didn't have any of the cat food and that I bet it was in the back room. The manager, a woman not quite my age but quite a bit older than her employee, laughed too. "Fiddlesticks" said the mgr. to her employee. "It's an old-fashioned and polite way of saying 'Bullsh*t'!"

Anyway, long story short, the mgr. consulted her inventory sheets and the young woman was sent to the back room to dig though the mountainous pile of stock to find the cat food.  Sure 'nuff, they had loads of it. I bought a couple of cartons, enough to last the Beej for a few weeks.

From now on, maybe I shouldn't use such a polite term as "fiddlesticks".  I've got plenty of the regular curse words in stock.

Holiday Greetings

You Are Merry Christmas

You are a traditionalist when it comes to the holidays, and you aren't going to be politically correct about it. You celebrate Christmas, and you don't think there's any reason to hide it. Most other people celebrate it too. You are content to wish everyone a "Merry Christmas." It doesn't have to be a religious thing. "Happy Holidays" is just too generic for your taste. You aren't going to tone down your greeting for anyone.

What Holiday Greeting Are You?

Moonlighters

I'm sitting here waiting on the Cowboys/Redskins game that starts at noon and the host on the online radio show I'm listening to said it's raining in Washington, DC.  I decided I'd go look at the DC area weather radar to see if it looked like it would rain all through the game. (I'm thinking Dallas would benefit from good, dry weather because I think the offense will have to carry the day)

On the website header there is a graphic with two of the station's weather people;  I didn't pay them much mind at first, but after looking at the radar, my gaze was drawn back to them...they looked familiar:

The graphic says their names are Doug Hill and Jacqui Jeras, but I'm not so sure.

I think it's Joe Biden and Gwyneth Paltrow moonlighting at their second jobs.

Sober Santa

The object of the game is simple: Using the keyboard arrow keys, get Santa drunk by guiding him to the champagne bottles; after that, nab the gifts as they appear....all the while trying to keep him from falling off the roof.

Santa's pretty snockered, though, so you'll have to excuse his belching and passing gas.

Play Sober Santa

My Letter to Santa

Dear Santa,

I've been good all year  most of the time   once in a while.

I'll just buy my own presents.

Love,
Mike

Right Addy, Wrong Sex

Took the link out; I didn't click on it and I certainly wouldn't want you to do so, either. As always, though, I left in the email address in hopes they get as much spam sent back to them as they send out.

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Daisy O'Neill   Daisy@thwllbawr.com

 

Hello Mike, I’m just a simple woman like you are trying to raise my kids decently and make my husband happy. Not too long ago, I also had an annoying boss in my daily agenda. Thanks God, it’s not the case anymore :) Today I am confident, relaxed and truly happy. I couldn’t have done it without my friend, Carla, opening my eyes. So here I am, trying to become a friend of yours, showing you all the things that changed my life. I’m talking about a few hours a day to raise your living standards. You’ll be able to spoil your kids, surprise your husband and dedicate some time for yourself Have I made you curious? It’s all in here, so just click!

Your entrance ticket here Mike

I’m quite new to this too, so I’d love staying in touch, watching each other’s progress :) Daisy

Saturday Siren Sounds

They test the system ea. Sat. at noon, except when there is stormy weather in the area or during high school commencement ceremonies. They also break in on all cable channels with a test message preceded by a different sounding and extremely loud and harsh-toned siren, interrupting my Martha Bakes program on PBS.

That is NOT a good thing.*

*Just in case you aren't familiar with Martha Stewart, "That's a good thing." is a signature phrase she uses.

transpontine

transpontine trans·pon·tine[trans-pon-tin, -tahyn] adjective

1. across or beyond a bridge.
2. on the southern side of the Thames in London.

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I had never seen this word in print nor heard it used, but after seeing it I was reminded of something my sisters and I used to do on trips with our parents; we'd come to a bridge and we'd all hold our breath until we got to the other side.

I remember one particularly long bridge we crossed while on vacation and my oldest sister and I gave up and started breathing again before we passed out but my other sister acted like she was holding her breath all the way. She had her lips pursed tight and face scrunched up like it was painful but it was obvious she was breathing through her nose because her chest was moving. After we got to the other side, she "let out" the air with an explosive gasp and denied that she had cheated. 

Years later she got onto me for telling my nephews how I would do when I had to jump center in basketball against a much taller boy; right before the referee threw the ball up in the air, I'd step on the guy's foot. Sometimes I got away with it, other times I got a foul called against me. It irked me to have my sister criticize me about cheating when she cheated at a childhood game like holding your breath while crossing the bridge. Oh well.

Like most other kids, we did things like that to pass the time. We'd also hold our feet up when crossing railroad tracks and touch the roof of the car when going under an elevated railway crossing when a train was passing overhead.

I still do that last one!

There's Something Fishy

About these quiz results!

Don't get me wrong; I like fish sandwiches.  I've bought fish sticks and put them on a bun (hot dog, preferably), slathered it w/ tartar sauce and chowed down. (Aren't fish sticks the equivalent of a hot dog, anyway?  You really don't know what-all types of fish are in them)

That said, I am definitely not a fish burger.  I thought about getting a hamburger tonight after I went to the grocery store, but I always want fries w/ them and that many carbs are just not good for me.  Still, if I had to choose between a fish burger and a hamburger (cheeseburger!), I'd almost always opt for the hamburger. (with cheese!)  I guess if I had burgers every day for a week, I might want a change-of-pace and pick the fish burger, but straight up I'll choose the hamburger. (with cheese, please!)

You Are a Fish Burger

You tend to be a healthy eater, but not because you try so hard. You simply like a variety of interesting foods. You love flavor, spice, and interesting new creations. You may not consider yourself a foodie, but you are a very adventurous eater. You are an optimistic, good-humored person who loves to step outside your comfort zone. Normal is boring! You are curious about the world and other people. You live an open and expansive life that you're constantly adding to.

What Kind of Burger Are You?
 

Blogthings: 100's of Fun, Free Quizzes and 3 Stupid Ones

Shape Trace

Shape Trace is a maddeningly frustrating game, so much so I can't put the tag "fun" on this post.

You'll be shown a shape and then be asked to use your mouse to trace the outline:

The big trouble with that normally easy task is when you start, the shape disappears and you have to do the trace from memory:

That was my best effort, and it still wasn't good enough to move on to the next level. I'm not sure just what excuse I should offer up, because I'm not drunk nor am I hungover...maybe I should go get tested for Parkinsons? (seriously) It's not that I can't recall where the lip of the bowl was, it's that I cannot get my mouse to cooperate.

I never was much good with an Etch A Sketch®, either.

Play Shape Trace

A "bump" from 2009.

Christmas Presence (Part 2) - Simon's Cat

Cat v. Chicken

Sorry it's so huge of a file, but I thought it really funny.

misoneism

misoneism mis·o·ne·ism [mis-oh-nee-iz-uhm, mahy-soh-] noun

hatred or dislike of what is new or represents change.

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I wasn't familiar with this word, but definitely am familiar with the definition. I'm one of those people who resist change, but it's basically with websites or operating systems or the layouts of my favorite stores (especially when products I often buy are put somewhere else!).  When I get used to something, it's hard for me to change over to the new system...but I eventually do.  What annoys me the most is when I don't see the upside to the change and think that it's just change for changes sake.

I've never seen this term applied to them, but many conservatives get accused of a hatred of change, but in most cases, that's not true or deserved.  I can't speak for other conservatives, but as for me, I don't generally dislike the change after I get used to it, but I don't like things to be changed just to be changed.   If the change is good...and doesn't cost a ton of money...then I'm all for it.

If it ain't broke, don't fix it.   Dallas Cowboys, why in the world did you abandon the run when it was working so well?  The conservative approach was winning the ball game.

creepy

creepy – adjective, creepier, creepiest

1. having or causing a creeping sensation of the skin, as from horror or fear: a creepy ghost story.
2. that creeps: a creepy insect.
3. Slang. of, pertaining to, or characteristic of a person who is a creep; obnoxious; weird.

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This isn't the word of the day from our feed in the right-hand column. No, it's the first word that came to mind when I viewed the following video.

(and I was spot-on with the word I chose, according to the definitions)

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It's Lonely in My Skull

Not much in there besides some shallow thoughts.

You Live a Solitary Life

You love to be alone in quiet contemplation. If you are forced to socialize, you tend to be a wallflower. You like to focus more on fantasy than reality. You are concerned with what is possible not what is actual. You'd like to be remembered more for your work than who you are as a person. You want to make important contributions. In fact, you're the type of person who others may not understand until they have seen what you have created.

The Sugar Skull Test

Solitary Man - Neil Diamond

umbriferous

umbriferous um·brif·er·ous [uhm-brif-er-uhs] [uhm-brif-er-uhs] adjective

casting or making shade

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I've slimmed down quite a bit, but at one time I was umbriferous.

The Death Report

118,724 People

The Death Report

Let Her Go - Passenger

Grant's Gold Watch

In 1857, years before he was a general in the Civil War and long before becoming President, Ulysses S. Grant pawned his gold watch for $22 to buy Christmas gifts for his pregnant wife and their three children.

Read more about this and see a photocopy of the pawn ticket here.

I'm Ashamed To Be a Fan

I saw that posted on the Facebook and other Dallas Cowboy fan sites today after the blowout loss by the 'Boys Monday night against "da Bears".  I also saw "I'm embarrassed by them!"

I was disappointed, sure; a win would have kept them tied with the Eagles at the top of the division, but embarrassed?  Ashamed?  No, of course not.  I slept like a baby last night and only got annoyed today when turning to a sports show on TV or on the radio where I had to watch/listen to so-called experts who list all the things wrong with the team or what they would have done differently. 

Sure, it's easy to look back with 20-20 hindsight and say what should have been done, but if they're so smart, then why are they not coaching an NFL team instead of calling in to a radio or TV show (or hosting one) and griping? It's one thing to have a former player or coach critique the team's play, but for some schmuck on the couch to pretend to be an expert...well, that's too much.  Those armchair quarterbacks upset me more than how the Cowboys play.

Look, if you're ashamed of your team, then maybe it's time to root for another one;  I know I would.  Then again, I know I have absolutely nothing to do with the Cowboy's success OR failure.  Wearing a Dallas jersey and screaming at the TV doesn't help, no matter how loud you yell.

Embarrassed by the team?  Not me;  I get embarrassed when I accidentally pull out in front of someone while driving, or look down after I've been into a half dozen public places and see that my fly is unzipped.  (so THAT'S why people were giggling!) If you're embarrassed by one or more of your friends - who root for other teams - making fun of your team...well then, you really need new friends.  Both your and their priorities are in the wrong place.

I used to get upset when I was a kid and Dallas would lose...then again, I was 12 yrs. old and they were an important part of my life - along with many other things I now wonder why I set so much store in when I was that age.  I was immature, and I think that's the problem with a lot of these "ashamed" and "embarrassed" fans. 

Grow up.  It's just a game.  At the end of the season, only one team's fans will be happy, that's the way it works.   If you really want to be upset by games, then watch C-Span and the games our politicians play.  Now THAT'S something that should make you embarrassed and ashamed.

Christmas Presence - Simon's Cat

Breaking Bad Caricatures

I wish I could post one of these hilarious caricatures as an example, but I don't have permission, so just go to the site to view.


Breaking Bad characters as you’ve never seem them before

ochlophobia

ochlophobia och·lo·pho·bi·a[ok-luh-foh-bee-uh]
noun Psychiatry
an abnormal fear of crowds

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I don't know if it's to the point of "abnormal", but I definitely don't like crowds. Most of my fear stems from seeing both movies and real life video of crowds panicking and storming the exits, trampling over anyone who has the misfortune of falling down in front of the mass of people. Crowds also stink: body odor, flatulance, bad breath, too much hairspray or perfume...just thinking about it makes me gag.

Crowds are also the reason I haven't been to a pro ball game in years or a concert. Nah, just let me watch on TV.

I Want to Punch This Quiz

I take these quizzes and save them to a Notepad document to post later because I don't like to publish too many of them in a short space of time on the blog; I must have taken this one after participating in a political forum and been really annoyed. I generally only get aggressive when someone is aggressive to me first.

If I'm aggressive, it has to be George Bush's fault.

You Are Aggressive

Your anger and cynicism have morphed into something more extreme: aggression. You find it easy to be annoyed, and it's almost as easy for you to lose your temper. While it does feel good to get out a little low level anger now and then, aggression can be dangerous. If you can't control your temper, you could end up hurting yourself or someone else. Be careful!

Are You Cynical, Angry, or Aggressive?

Color Change

Did you know the ruby slippers worn by Dorothy in the 1939 movie The Wizard of Oz were originally silver in the book?

The Wikidrummer

Exploring the effects of reverberation

Ho Hey - The Lumineers

slumgullion

slumgullion slum·gul·lion [sluhm-guhl-yuhn, sluhm-guhl-] noun

1. a stew of meat, vegetables, potatoes, etc.
2. a beverage made weak or thin, as watery tea, coffee, or the like.
3. the refuse from processing whale carcasses.
4. a reddish, muddy deposit in mining sluices.

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I haven't heard this words in years and years; my pop used it every now 'n then when referring to my mom's goulash - which really wasn't a true goulash, more like beefaroni. (but much, much better) I don't remember if momma was offended by it, but pop was probably close in the choice of words. Slumgullion is what I call my own "throw everything left in the fridge into the crockpot" dishes, but I always meant it to be derogatory towards my own cooking.

Greenland, USA

Did you know the United States once tried to buy Greenland? From Wiki

Following World War II, the United States developed a geopolitical interest in Greenland, and in 1946 the United States offered to buy Greenland from Denmark for $100,000,000, but Denmark refused to sell. However, in 1950, Denmark did agree to allow the United States to reestablish Thule Air Base, which was greatly expanded between 1951 and 1953 as part of a unified NATO Cold War defense strategy.