Tuesday, February 26, 2008

I think it's funny

When things get stuck to my blackberry, like paperclips, because of the magnet inside. It reminds me of when things used to get stuck to Woofie's nose, which they always did. But I find things funny that no one else thinks are funny, so feel no pressure to be amused by this.

Also, I woke up sleep-blogging again. I was coming up with a list of books I'd never write. The first was Things I Learned While Kayaking.

And finally, I'm going to a wedding this weekend and all of us who used to be in the band will be there (it's the bass player who's getting married). She wants us to play one of our old songs. I'm kind of ridiculously excited about this, even if I haven't played in forever.


Anonymous said...

Speaking with all honesty here, I think it's great to find humor in the little things. It doesn't have to be lol funny, but more of Wow! that's pretty darn clever and I'm proud that I don't take things too seriously.

You may or may not believe this, but I'm excited for you concerning your wedding gig. To me, one of the greatest things is not only to reminince (probably didn't spell that right.) about past experiences, but to be able to do that with your close friends. To me, that is the greatest mind expanding adventure a person can have. Being able to surround yourself with people that share and recognize your gifts. Have a blast!


P.S. That comment took me a minute and a half to write. The Hemi is idling smoothly.

Anonymous said...

I have somewhat of a feel good story I'd like to share with the class. It's been well documented that I own birds. Anyhoo, I've always been aware of this, but I just feel like sharing. I notice the two birds behavior only because I have alot of times on my hands. Jack is absoulutely giddy over Sissy. However, she has kind of a bit*hy/crabby mood at times, and she'll take it out on him by biting him for no good reason and antagonizing him. Of course he just lets it slide for the majority of the time. Every once in awhile though he'll give her a good bite just to say, Enough's enough. I can tell he cares about her when I let them out of the cage and she'll fly off to some obscure place. He will sit there and literally cry out until I go get her and bring her back to where he's at. In my mind, I'm thinking this is amazing. It's like he takes the good with the bad with her. Make no mistake about it, he's a bit bigger than her in stature and he could probably harm her with his bite, but he just has an unconditional love for her. It's great to observe. No, I'm not an animal psychologist, but it always gives me a good feeling when I see Jack being the bigger bird.

Just an example of how crabby she can be, I was trying to get her to sit on my hand to carry her back to her cage and she bit the fire out of me. It really hurt, but I just looked at her and calmly said,"Why would you bite the hand that feeds you?" and of course she looked at me like..."I have no idea what you're saying because I'm an animal for Pete's sake."


Joe said...

Fun with magnets... don't rub your blackberry against you credit cards or it might erase the info on the magnetic strip.

Actually, I think it takes a much stronger magnet to do any damage.

When I was a kid I used to have a hand-sized magnet, and I would rub it against the side of the TV. It would warp the picture. Not sure if it would happen with TVs made these days. It probably would if the magnet was strong enough.

Anonymous said...

Oh yeah, I have another story I'd like to share. You don't mind do you? Okay, good. I'm not sure when, but we had a discussion along the lines of "bottom apartment rage." Anyway, I had said something like the guys living above me were loud and blah blah blah. Well, at the time, I speculated that they had maybe moved out in stealth mode. Come to find out they have. I'm kinda glad, but that only means that someone else is gonna end up movin' in and I won't know what to expect. I'll have to go through that whole New Balance© against the ceiling phase again. But here's the thing. As much as it was annoying, I was still on speaking terms with one of the guys,and we just so happened to both like the Dallas Cowboys. Well, he got a DVD from his father who lives somewhere in Tx that was a history of the Cowboys. Anyway, he loaned it to me awhile back for me to watch, which by the way I still haven't. I guess the kicker here is, I own his DVD now. YOu would think that I would think that was some sort of Poetic Justice for him and his cronies to cause me to have alot of sleepless nights, but I don't. I just don't see things that way. I actually feel kinda bad because he doesn't have the gift his father gave him. Moreover, I know he likes Dallas as much as I do.


Ted from Accounting said...

RosenFans world wide have awoken with smiles on their faces! [Trumpets Playing] Because it is "Big Ups to Alison Day!"

I'm putting my money that you are sitting at the remote seat tonight! Just a guess though!

I saw where Julia blogged about the C Word Page Six article...it's interesting to see her full text writing on the issue.

Kick some ass tonight Miss Rosen!

Now, your secret "shout out" signal to all the bloggers will be to wear a "I [heart symbol] Ted" t-shirt. Now, I realize this may appear to only represent myself but I assure everyone it is representative of all the bloggers! :)

Glad to see Curly posting...sometimes that hemi just needs an oil change!

Ted from Accounting said...

I liked this joke...

A guy is standing at the pearly gates before Saint Peter.

Saint Peter asks if the man has done any good deeds in his life to be admitted to heaven.

The guy thinks for a moment and says, "Yeah, there was this one time when I was driving down the highway and I saw a group of outlaw bikers about to assault a girl."

I slowed down my car to see what was going on, and sure enough, there they were, about 50 of them about to attack.

Infuriated, I got out my car, grabbed a tire iron out of my trunk, and walked straight up to the leader of the gang, a huge guy with a studded leather jacket and a chain running from his nose to his ear. As I walked up to the leader, the Gang formed a circle around me.

So, I rip the leader's chain off his face and smash him over the head with the tire iron. Then I turn around and yell to the rest of them, 'Leave this poor, innocent girl alone! You're all a bunch of sick, deranged animals! Go home before I teach you all a lesson in pain!'"

St. Peter, impressed, says "Really? When did this happen?"

"Oh, about 5 minutes ago."

Anonymous said...

Now that was a lol moment. I think you're right Ted. But I can't help to think I need a complete Hemi over-haul. I think I need a ring job done. (That sounds disgusting but it's actually not..Cause trust me, I would have said, "Heh heh heh, job.) Only for the simple reason that it smokes too much. Until then, I'll take your advice and change the Earl. (That's how some people say oil down in the durty, but certainly not me.) I think I'll try a synthetic earl this time. And no more Slick 50.


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Mr. Ricardo said...

Everything IS funny! I think it starts being a problem when you laughing out loud and your dentist has to tell you stop moving. Maybe before the bride answers "I do" you giggle - not good. But other than that finding humor in everyday life is cool. If it makes just you laugh, all the better. At least that's what the voices tell me.

Anonymous said...

This is me hanging my sign on my imaginary office door:

Gone to lunch, dinner/supper, be back tomorrow during normal business hrs.


Imagination is fantastic. No boundaries.

bradleyejones said...

And will there be a video posted of the band performance?????