Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Monday, January 28, 2008
Thursday, January 24, 2008
- Free Bird
- Feel Like Makin' Love
- Lay Down Sally
- Toys in the Attic
- Give it to Me
- Midnight Rider
- Good Times Bad Times
- The Story in Your Eyes
- Fade to Black
I hope everyone has a great weekend!
OK...I'm off my soapbox now. Thanks for reading!
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Tanya and Steve moved out here about two months after we did, almost 8 years ago. We didn't know each other back east, but before I left, I was working with a good friend of hers. Once Tanya moved out here, we had many days of hanging out at my house, at the pool, or taking the kids to McDonald's to play. Going to White Tanks to BBQ, playing pool in her garage, passing out in her bed next to Steve (long story), and driving around looking for a Dunkin' Donuts; all great memories!
Saying goodbye sucks, so I won't say it. I'll say "See you soon" or "See you later" or "See you in the summer", but I will not say goodbye.
Don't forget your friends out west! You will be missed! Have a safe trip! Love ya!
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Friday, January 18, 2008
Thursday, January 17, 2008
- a saucepan (still don't know how it ended up in her room)
- several spoons, small plates, and cups
- 7 pairs of socks - some of them brand new (these were found in the toy box)
- 3 bath towels, 2 wash cloths, and 2 hand towels (also in the toy box)
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
Monday, January 14, 2008
So, instead of venting my frustrations, I have something funny that I received in an email. I hope you all enjoy. I hope to be in a better mood soon. And I know this post is a bit long...but it's funny. So if you don't like long posts...don't bother! ;o)
Actual Olan Mills Photos
She's looking for the speaker that's piping in "Muskrat Love" so she can blast it with her laser eyes.
B-52's, the early years.
Nothing says 1973 quite like denim and helmet hair
I got a $20 that says he drives a Camaro.
Kenneth and his prom date
Patrick broke ranks and chose drag over the bow tie
Olan Mills is all about versatility. The simple addition of a column turns this generic plantation into Tara, where, apparently, someone opened a Hair Cuttery. (This Dorothy Hamill cut was very popular in 70's after Dorothy won Olympic gold. Both my sisters had the cut at different times. I did not).
The Library might be more believable if the shelves weren't sloping downhill!
This photo isn't discolored. The 70s really were that Orange.
Dawn and her recently exhumed sister, Gorgotha, pose with Scraps.
Just a typical afternoon down on the plantation. In a business suit. Y'know, for a budget meeting with the slaves.
Bobbi isn't the first waitress to fall for her manager, but she and Dale both got fired from Shoney's.
Oh, this is super. What better way to capture the charm and innocence of a child than to plunk him down amid the coarse trappings of a life lived in pursuit of wealth -- oversized bills, an adding machine and the Wall Street Journal -- and make him sit inside a briefcase? (They probably just fold up the little demon right in there to carry him home.) The finishing touch is the globe, which completes the portrait of the young Antichrist in Chess King vest and Red Goose loafers, plotting his takeover of the world (insert maniacal laugh). That is, as soon as someone changes his poopy diaper.
Olan Mills backdrop #4: Bucolic Meadow with Split Rail Fence. Is that an animal carcass behind her?
It's called a leisure suit, ladies and germs, and if you didn't have one in the early 70s, you were a big fat loser. And if you still own and wear one now...you're still a big fat loser!
The Purvis family made several stops along the Oregon Trail to document their six-month journey. This photo was taken just two weeks before the dysentery took Momma to Jesus.
Thursday, January 10, 2008
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
Spam (Monty Python), a Monty Python comedy sketch. The "Spam" in the sketch refers specifically to the meat. Most later uses of "spam" refer in one way or another to undesirable repetition, and this sketch is considered to be the most likely source of such uses of the term.
Spam (electronic), unsolicited or undesired bulk electronic messages. There are many types of electronic spam, including:
E-mail spam, unsolicited e-mail.
Mobile phone spam, unsolicited text messages.
Forum spam, posting advertisements or useless posts on a forum.
Spamdexing, manipulating a search engine to create the illusion of popularity for webpages.
Spam in blogs, posting random comments or promoting commercial services to blogs, wikis, guestbooks.
Newsgroup spam, advertisement and forgery on newsgroups.
Messaging spam ("SPIM"), use of instant messenger services for advertisement or even extortion.
Spam (computer game), to repeatedly use one weapon or tactic. This term is based on the technological meaning of undesired bulk electronic message.
Flyposting ("street spam"), illegal blanket advertising in public places.
Spam (song) can also refer to a song by "Weird Al" Yankovic. Unlike the other uses here, the song has no connection to either the earlier Monty Python sketch nor to the electronic uses of the term that came about afterwards. The song is a parody of Stand by R.E.M.
- My diet isn't working
- I'm not making enough money (this might be worth a look, no?)
- I have what it takes to be a mystery shopper
- I am in desperate need of Viagra (45 emails on this topic)
- I have won 6 new laptops, 2 iphones, 4 ipods, and some gift cards
- I need more credit
- I need a scholarship (though I'm not attending any classes)
- My healthcare rates are too high (I'm not arguing)
- I need to hook up with some Latin singles
Now, if you went by my spam folder, I'm a fat, poor, single, creditless man with ED and insurance rates that are too high. I am qualified to be a mystery shopper, and I'm in desperate need of a scholarship! WTF?!
I hate spam!
Monday, January 7, 2008
Friday, January 4, 2008
You may have read my post in November regarding the Walk to D'Feet ALS. Well, the walk is 2 weeks from tomorrow, and I've only reached 53% of my goal!
I am walking in memory of my Dad, George Studley, who lost his battle with ALS in 2005. I walk each year to remember Dad, and to raise funds in support of nationally driven cutting-edge ALS research and community-based patient services programs. This is the eighth year of the Walk to D'Feet ALS, and in that time they have raised $50 million!
If you can donate, I would appreciate it. Even $10 would help. You can click here to donate.
If you already have donated, I'd like to thank you, once again, for helping me to reach my goal.