I lived, no puking and no fainting included.

•January 25, 2009 • 1 Comment

You will never believe what I did!

I got a call from one of the schools telling me that they were having an event, can I cover it. I was like, sure I love getting kids and the schools in the paper. Parents love seeing their kids in the paper, kids love seeing themselves so it’s win win, hey it could boost circulation!

So, I talk with the teacher and she tells me about the event… Career Day… CAN I SPEAK…. *blink*

Let me explain, I’m really a shy person, I was ready to quit a phone marketing job, three days in, because I couldn’t get past talking to so many people I don’t know. .  .

Yes I know, I’m now a reporter how do I talk to the people in the stories (A whole lot of working up to it and a whole lot of coffee)

So with the teacher talking, I agreed to talk to the 3-5th graders, and as soon as I hung up I was asking myself “WHAT KIND OF IDIOT ARE YOU!”

For four days my mind went nuts thinking about all the ways I could crash and burn, and trust me I have a very vivid imagination. Friday came, I get to work hoping that they called to cancel it, a major earthquake would happen, I even thought I could get out of it if I crashed in the rain (But I wouldn’t risk my pickup so I drove right) I got there about an hour early, oops, I guess I was nervous…

When I was leaving the office I got several pep-talks, the office manager decided to tell me about how she had to talk to the Police Explorers AND HOW SHE PUKED BEFORE.  Learning this, helps me how?  It just gave me one more worry… will I puke in front of the classes?

I walk in and I’m put in a room, given coffee a plus, and I have to wait for the other speakers. A group of kids walks in, the leadership class, I felt so happy that I had met a couple of them when doing other stories in the community. So I get a personal escort to the first class and so it begins.

Now, I sorta fell into being a reporter, no training, no creative writing, heck I can hardly blog (as you can see). I had to Google how to be a reporter when I started, I had to Google how to become a reporter to know what to tell the kids. With that info and what I gleaned from my best friend, who actually was a reporter for a paper in Florida and is a reporter for Firefox on-line news, I was mostly armed for the kids attack.

I have to say I was surprised, it actually went well. The kids, I had met quite a few from YMCA and other events, had great questions I explained what I did, how we put the paper together and I think we all had a great time all capped off with pictures of each class I talked to and a promise they would be in the paper.

So it went well, no fainting, no puking, no kids shooting spit-wads.  Will I do it again?

ummmm…..

Sign of the times… I hope not!

•November 14, 2008 • 4 Comments

I live in a small farming town in California, I don’t know everyone in town but I know a fair few.  there is the sweetest couple, been together for a while. They are great together, people would kill to have a relationship like theirs. Nice house, perfect yard, everything going for them, is like a damn Norman Rockwell picture.

Driving by the house I see this in the yard.just-unmarried

Prop 8’s wrath has hit this family.  

It’s sad when people are classed as second class citizens, they are not allowed to live and love as they choose. 

Just Unmarried

Just Unmarried

Can you imagine how they feel, something they finally get, yanked away by half informed people who believed commercials about the schools and their kids being taken over. Are you the same people who think it is okay to protest at funerals for fallen soldiers?

Prop 8, has done nothing but bring on hurt, prejudice and pain. The pro commercials were funded to SCARE people, how many of you were really taught about marriage in school?  I wasn’t and I went to California schools where they were trying to save the students.

We need to let the legislature know we wont stand for this. Why can’t we, as a people, let others be happy, live their lives as they wish? It may not be the way you live, but it isn’t as though they are knocking on your door trying to change your lives. I can pretty much guarantee they don’t have a version of the Watchtower for you to read.

Maybe they should stop worrying about gay marriage, and like they can keep all BOYS out of school…. that will cut down on teen pregnancy and protect the kids in school.. OR how about they keep ALL the kids out of school, and then there will be no guns in school…..yep all kids are protected, think of all the money that the schools will save, Cha-ching!

Oh wow, I’m on a roll now.  Maybe I should get someone to fund some commercials about protecting kids?

It’s about Love – VOTE NO ON PROP 8

•October 27, 2008 • 1 Comment

Snagged from livejournal.com

1) Being gay is not natural.
And real Americans always reject unnatural things like eyeglasses, polyester, and air conditioning, tattoos, piercings and silicon breasts…

2) Gay marriage will encourage people to be gay.
In the same way that hanging around tall people will make you tall.

3) Legalizing gay marriage will open the door to all kinds of crazy behav​ior.
People may even wish to marry their pets because a dog has legal standing and can sign a marriage contract. Lamps are next.

4) Straight marriage has been around a long time and hasn’t changed at all;
Hence why women are still property, blacks still can’t marry whites, and divorce is still illegal.

5) Straight marriage will be less meaningful if gay marriage were allowed;
And we can’t let the sanctity of Britney Spears’ 55-hour just-for-fun marriage be destroyed.

6) Straight marriages are valid because they produce children.
So therefore, gay couples, infertile couples, and old people shouldn’t be allowed to marry because our population isn’t out of control, our orphanages aren’t full yet, and the world needs more children.

7) Obviously gay parents will raise gay children,
Since, of course, straight parents only raise straight child​ren.

8 ) Gay marriage is not supported by religion.
In a theocracy like ours, the values of one religion are imposed on the entire country. That’s why we have only one religion in America.

9) Children can never succeed without a male and a female role model at home.
Which is exactly why we as a society expressly forbid single parents to raise children.

10) Gay marriage will change the foundation of society; we could never adapt to new social norms.
Just like we haven’t adapted to cars, the service-sector economy, or longer life spans.

Re-post this if you believe love makes a marriage

Ahhhh… Coffee?

•April 11, 2008 • 3 Comments

  I have to admit, I drink my fair share of coffee, I love the stuff.  Columbian, Costa Rican, Kenyan, Kona, Chocolate Truffle, Hazelnut…  the list goes on and on.  You can get Expresso, Lattes, Macchiatos, Breves, Eye Openers, my favorite is the Wake Up Call from a little place in my town (triple expresso latte with a couple shots of peppermint),  If they started a cult, I think I’d join .  I love it, totally love this stuff.  Coffee, Coffee, Coffee!!!  Heaven in a cup!

 

  Dark roast, Medium, Light (which is suppose to have the most caffine), you have your blends of beans.  You buy them ground, whole, in bags, tins and sacks.  In stores, in coffee shops, I have even bought them online.  Long live Google and E-bay! 

I personally prefer the smaller coffee shops over the larger marketed coffee shops though I have been to my share of Starbucks (but I have found for iced coffees, Dunkin Donuts and McD’s are great).  But I have found a place I won’t go for coffee, no way, no how!  They are selling a special blend,  SPECIAL BLEND. 

Cafe’ Raro….   This blend is a combination of Jamaican Blue Mountain and Kupi Luwak.  Peter Jones department store in London selling coffee shots for $100 each, you would think, OMG the beans, they must be “SPECIAL”!

Oh they are my friend…..   They Are.

They are Specially processed! Processed 

With SPECIAL machinery! 

Kupi Luwak coffee beans are harvested from the dung of Indonesian jungle cat

They say it adds a Special flavor to it…  Yeah, I bet!

Bleh!!!!  You can market it any way you want.. Cute tins, whatever… 

I still know it came from…..

http://www.cnn.com/2008/WORLD/europe/04/10/coffee.dung/index.html#cnnSTCVideo

It must be an acquired taste…  I’ll pass.

So you enjoy your $100 dollar shot,  pass me the Folgers and with the rest of the money I’ll try to fill the tank of my car…

 

 

BSG & The Five…

•April 4, 2008 • 1 Comment

BSG

Yay, season four of Battlestar Galactica starts finally, they have has us waiting forever!  Yes, fellow Geeks, Nerds, Cylons and Colonials, rejoice and give praise to the Gods and all the Lords of Kobol.  I really have been waiting on this, left us in a lurch, Starbuck is back, four of the five were revealed, they has a really great cover of All Along the Watchtower, what more can you ask for in a season finally?

This ain’t your Momma’s BSG!  Okay, so I’m old enough to have watched you’re Momma’s BSG so I know for sure it isn’t!

So, over all this time we have set back and tried to figure out who the fifth is. 

I came up with a great story line pinning Roslin as the fifth, She has cancer anyway, she dies, imagine her surprise waking up in that icky goo and finding out she’s a Cylon.  But a friend pointed out there was this list of people who aren’t Cylons, and she’s on the list. Frak, foiled again!  So, then I was thinking OH… It could be someone who is dead already, imagine the people on Galactica’s surprise if Billy or even Ellen Tigh walk up… but shot that down because the Cylons would know who the last one of the five were then. 

So who is it? 

Cally? humm?  Helo?  No, he has to be human because he fathered Hera the first Human/Cylon child.  But then again Cally had a baby with the chief who’s one of the four…  This is confusing! Maybe it’s Hotdog?  Naaa, a Cylon called Hotdog, I don’t think so.  Tom Zarak?  Dualla?  What do you think?

So tomorrow, I get off work, drive as fast as I can (without getting a ticket) and giving thanks the Lords of Kobol for the invention of Tivo, I will grab a soda and some pizza and settle down to watch this first episode of the final season.  And I’m warning you now, if someone tells me what happens before I get to see it, I’m smacking them in the head!

Thanks to FrakkingToasters.com for the great comics as seen above. 

The World in Casual Dress

•March 25, 2008 • Leave a Comment

When I was growing up I remember my mother harping about wearing clean socks and chones (underwear), you don’t want to get in a crash wearing dirty or ripped chones, lord forbid at the hospital after some accident they see a hole.  When you went some where, you got in your good clothes, got to be clean, even ironed. No rips, modest and everything in it’s place. As kids we had good clothes and play clothes, and yes when we left the house we had clothes on. No running around in just a diaper, at the house was one thing but up town…  she had standards.

We wont mention the decades I grew up in.  But there was a a flair to the clothes, flashy at times.  I missed the whole 60’s-70’s bohemian thing, I think I would have loved that, but I grew up in a small farming town so I would have never had access to it anyway.  I did have some ripped up jeans, I loved them, mom hated them.  It was a close to rebel as I could get.

But these days, people are proud to show anyone their underwear, I have guys come in and then walk back out to their cars and I’m standing there laying odds on them walking out of the pants that are 5 sizes to large for them.  Do you think the stores ran out of their size?  Couldn’t they get pants only 3 sizes to big? 

HAS ANYONE GOT A BELT THEY CAN LOAN HIM??

And how do they get sweats which have elastic to hang off their ass like that? But hey who knew boxers came in all colors of the rainbow and in plaid, I really like the Sponge Bob ones.  But you know what, why are you showing them to me any way?

And the new big thing is flannel pants, I have a couple pairs, they are great!  But people seem to wear them everywhere, do everything in them. I even know someone that had a baby in, yes.. I said in, a pair of the Walmart ones while she waited to be admitted.   I’m not that adventurous, I can wear them in my backyard, gone out to the front yard to get something out of my truck, I even wear them to go through a drive through for breakfast praying the cops don’t stop me for something.  I can’t bring myself to go into a store in them, it’s my pajamas, but people do it all the time.  I have seen people four-wheeling in them, yeah they will be great protection if they crash.

BUT here is where I think the line has been crossed, stomped and painted over in dayglo green.  Since when is it fashionable to wear regular pajamas for everyday? 

Do you want to be like Mike?Like Mike?  

Does his court wear give you a happy?  It’s not just women it’s men too.  WTF Mate?  Did you roll out of bed and say screw it, I’m not getting dressed? Let me tell you, most of the people that I see in PJ’s I’m damn happy they don’t sleep in the buff and do the whole roll out of bed thing. YIKES! 

And okay, I can see kids doing it on a lark, hey I buzzed my hair and had it all spiky at one time, but when grandpa comes in in this pajamas, I think we need to get a new line, maybe two or three and maybe grandpa needs to be put in a home.  I prefer my men in Jeans, Chinos, Cargo, Khakis.  Hey Wrangler butts….Wranglers

 I guess what I’m saying is…

GET FRIGGEN DRESSED!

The Best Job in the World…

•March 10, 2008 • 2 Comments

The best job I ever had was running a comic and card store.  It was owned by some close friends and they talked me into quitting Home Depot and going to work there.  Part of the sales pitch was I was driving an hour to work and an hour home and paying for the gas to commute, “How much is your time worth to you?”  Sure they couldn’t pay as much but I didn’t have the commute and or the gas bill, and hell it was fun to be there and get paid since I was there most of my off time.

I know what you’re thinking, girls aren’t suppose to like baseball cards or comics, but you’re wrong!  They are just marketed to the male market and we girls put up with it… but back to my story.

So here I am having fun till one day one of the owners, Bonnie, was out walking on the ranch with Dave and she was hit by an aneurysm, they almost lost her but she fought pretty hard and for several months I ended up running the shop with only what was in the drawer.  Kept it going for a couple months but with Bonnie’s health and other problems they decided to close up.  Over those months I did not collect a wage,  I had money from a profit sharing set back so I used it. The night Dave came in to tell me of their decision until he knocked me over with one question. “Have you ever thought about opening your own shop?”  I told him I’d love to, he waved to the stuff in the store and said Merry Christmas.

So that was it.  I now had my own store.  How many times in your life will you be handed that opportunity?  Like never..!  I literally fell into owning my own store.

First thing I had to find a different place to rent, I found a shop front on Main Street at half the rent they were paying, it was bigger, just a couple blocks from all the schools, AND IT WAS MINE!!
We had everything, Video Games including Pinball, Magic The Gathering tournaments, Pogs, Collector Coins, if you could collect it I wanted to get it in. 

Constellation Comix is the name I chose for it, what a great name. Comix with a “X”, Oh I thought it was so clever and I named it after a ship from Star Trek, (yep, you already know, I’m a geek) maybe I shouldn’t have named it after a ship that was destroyed in the TOS episode “The Doomsday Machine”, but you have to say it was a great name. 

I had so much fun, and I was pulling a profit as long as I didn’t expect it to pay my house bills, maybe I could live in the back room?  Nope, it leaked like a sieve and it was cold, so… I had to get a real job, and let my brother, who wasn’t doing anything any way, run it for me. 

Then came the day when he said he wanted to get a real job that actually paid, and I couldn’t afford to quit where I was.  So I had to close up.

As the years have gone by, I have found I still love comics and cards and I miss the store, a lot! I thought it was just me, but I have people come in all the time and mention it, it makes you feel good.

But the other day out of the blue I had one of “my kids”, who is now all grown up, came in where I work, and he thanked me. He thanked me for having the store, it was his place to go, have fun, he said it kept him out of trouble when he could have been doing other things he probably shouldn’t have.  He told me about the fun he had, even asked if I was ever going to open another one.  He made my day, heck decade… Something I had done and had fun doing had made an ,impression on him.   I almost cried… Almost,  I can’t get weepy at work. 

Yep, that was the best job I ever had, the job I have now, not so much…..  but who knows what I will “fall” into next. 

Life IS an adventure after all.

 
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