Wednesday, July 29, 2009


haha! The title made me laugh after I typed it.

No, I'm not talking about how my youngest pants look after he's enjoyed a creamy ice cream cone on a warm summer eve but instead, a short snippet about something he said (formerly gooey-isms but he's outgrowing that).

Tonight, we're sitting at the dinner table enjoying our usual chatter. Talk about the t-shirt website, enrolling The Teenager in school this evening, and how my workday was were major topics.

Joining into the conversation, Gooey pops off with "When I was a kid..."

What? When did you change from being a kid? You're 3, son. You're still a kid.

He's 3 and talking to me as if he's an old man. Should I change the title to Geezer Shorts? Hmmm. He's a hoot.

What's even funnier is that I can't remember the rest of his story. I couldn't get past, "When I was a kid..."

Tuesday, July 28, 2009


WORDLESS WEDNESDAY...well, not my words anyway.

Stay tuned because wants me to give away one of their t-shirts! I can't wait! I'm so excited to actually get to give away something here.

Pssst! It'll be within a week or so.

Monday, July 27, 2009


"Life is just one damned thing after another." Erbert Hubbard

This is how things have been lately. Just when I think nothing else can go wrong, BLAM! smack in the face with something else.

We started out the summer doing ok. We had to put out a pretty good chunk of change on summer clothes for The Teenager for his trip to Washington, D.C. et al but we managed. Then the water pump went out on the truck. OK. We sucked it up and got that taken care of.

So now it's time to get the van relicensed. We knew we had this coming up and that the brakes would need to be replaced. That was in the budget except for now, something else is going wrong with it but no one seems to be able to tell us what.

And then last week, the biggest kick in the ass of all happened. Daddeee is being laid off. We don't know for how long. It could possibly be permanent. Just great!

On top of all this, we've been trying to get the website off the ground and the day it was to be unveiled on an internet radio show, the site crashed.

After a huge argument, hours of yelling at each other, and some hurtful words, it's back up and running (a few misplaced parentheses caused all the damage). But it's become a huge thorn in my side. I'm not having fun with it anymore. That was the whole jist of it. To have fun. That's why I wanted to do it. I thought it was funny and others would enjoy it too.

I guess now I need to take a step back from my life and re-evaluate everything. Why am I so stressed? Why am I taking everything so seriously? Where is the fun in my life? I just don't know.

Anyway, I've whined enough.

If you'd like, go take a look at the websites, and
Come back and tell me what you think. Did it make you laugh? Please tell me it did. Lie to me if you have to. I could use some positive in my day today.

Monday, July 13, 2009


I don't post these very often but when I get a forwarded email that I really like, I prefer to share.

Here is something to think about when negative people are doing their best to rain on your parade. Remember this story the next time someone who knows nothing (and cares less) tries to make your life miserable...

A woman was at her hairdresser's getting her hair styled for a trip to Rome with her husband..? She mentioned the trip to the hairdresser,
who responded:

"Rome? Why would anyone want to go there? It's crowded and dirty..You're crazy to go to Rome. So, how are you getting there?"

"We're taking Continental," was the reply. "We got a great rate!"

"Continental?" exclaimed the hairdresser. "That's a terrible airline. Their planes are old, their flight attendants are ugly, and they're always late. So, where are you staying in Rome?"

"We'll be at this exclusive little place over on Rome's Tiber River called Teste."

"Don't go any further. I know that place.? Everybody thinks its gonna be something special and exclusive, but it's really a dump."

"We're going to see the Vatican and maybe get to see the Pope."

"That's rich," laughed the hairdresser. You and a million other people trying to see him.? He'll look the size of an ant. Boy, good luck on this lousy trip of yours. You're going to need it."

A month later, the woman again came in for a hairdo. The hairdresser asked her about her trip to Rome .

"It was wonderful," explained the woman, "not only were we on time in one of Continental's brand new planes, but it was overbooked, and they bumped us up to first class. The food and wine were wonderful, and I had a handsome 28-year-old steward who waited on me hand and foot.

And the hotel was great! They'd just finished a $5 million remodeling job, and now it's a jewel, the finest hotel in the city. They, too, were overbooked, so they apologized and gave us their owner's suite at no extra charge!"

"Well," muttered the hairdresser, "that's all well and good, but I know you didn't get to see the Pope."

"Actually, we were quite lucky, because as we toured the Vatican, a Swiss Guard tapped me on the shoulder, and explained that the Pope likes to meet some of the visitors, and if I'd be so kind as to step into his private room and wait, the Pope would personally greet me.

Sure enough, five minutes later, the Pope walked through the door and shook my hand! I knelt down and he spoke a few words to me."

"Oh, really!? What'd he say ?"

He said: "Who fucked up your hair?"

Sunday, July 12, 2009


...what these words have in common?


How about these?


Monday, July 06, 2009

I AM...

...still alive. Really, I am.

Summer keeps me really busy but I do plan to catch everyone up real soon. I promise.

For now, hop over to The Big Dumb Fun Show and listen with me.