tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-71811462010-03-09T11:01:35.381-08:00All bourbon can be whiskey, but not all whiskey can be bourbon.mehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12635702346784360890noreply@blogger.comBlogger730125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7181146.post-11332161373520621012010-03-09T09:18:00.000-08:002010-03-09T09:18:00.250-08:00

I donated blood and, as it turns out, 7 minutes (for a pint?) kind of makes me a rock star. It was nice to get in and out, but, driving away, I started wondering... does this mean I could bleed out in record time? Please donate so that, if pumas or rabid hedgehogs attack, my life might be saved.

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Google has pushed back the cut-off date and will support ftp publishing until 5/1/10. Thanks, because I was going to be down for a while.I mean, what would my reader have done?

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For the active Nazi.

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Yet another year goes by in which absorbing my twin has not paid off.

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It's a very busy workday. I just watched Avatar and have only one thing to say; Americans are hypocrites. It's a horrendous crime when a more advanced species comes to our planet with one goal: getting us out of the way, so that they may drain our resources. When we do it to others, they're blue monkeys who don't understand.Somewhere in Studio City, Bill Pullman is rolling over on his futon.

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I can't get my head around which is worse: me not leaving the house tonight because I have a pimple, having a pimple or admitting I watched The Real Housewives of Orange County. I also ate a vegan "sausage." P.S. Yes, I am ashamed.P.P.S. I won't tell you which bothers me more...

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I bought some food at Centinela and they threw in a free toy. All of the toys I've ever purchased for The Kitten have kept him entertained for exactly .25 seconds. The monkey, my most successful purchase to date, was only his favorite after it fell apart. Once the "monkey paws" were divorced from the torso, it was the best toy ever. My neighbor actually asked, "Why are you always asking where

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If you're trying to convey how much you enjoy their sexiness:Or, if you're shopping for the person who has everything:

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Yeah, I guess they're expensive, because all of the trees that snapped like twigs are being propped up like dummies.

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Imagine, instead of a slope, this is my house and, instead of poles, they are my plants. Substitute skis with anything made of paper and your vision is complete.

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Blogger decided to stop supporting FTP publishing, which means I have to spend time figuring out what I'm going to do next. I don't want to spend any time on this, so we'll see how it goes. I do have until March (or February?), so I should be able to squeeze in two entries before then.

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Do you know what this says to me?It's OK- I'm Asian!I mean, which is more Asian? Placing the sticker or taking a picture of the sticker?Yay!

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I'm not a big fan, because I can't say what I really want without worrying that I'll offend someone I really know. Like, know in person. As in, they can come and actually slap me across the cheek or speak to me in a sharp tone while squinting and shaking their head out of pure disgust.I get enough of that already.So, Hardly-Facebook and Not-Really-Twitter... regarding my relationship status?

mehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12635702346784360890noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7181146.post-85331142417681209092010-01-21T14:35:00.000-08:002010-01-21T20:15:30.777-08:00

But don't you think any town in the northeast would cover weather, using such terms as "epic," if it were 80° on January 5th with 5'-7' swells and a light offshore breeze?And? AND? Driving to work, I see the same woman every morning. Sometimes I see her walking up the hill and sometimes I see her at the top of the hill, but I see her everyday. She likes to wear a big, floppy hat and black

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Crazy, driving, sideways rain, accompanied by 45-95 mph winds &#x2713(Side note: the storms last for 2-4 hours and then the sun comes out, like, "What? What are you talking about? Rain?")Tornados spotted in SB, HB and NB &#x2713Bad hair &#x2713Flooded streets (as well as my garage) &#x2713Mudslides and downed trees &#x2713New channels reporting that the storm we should get in about an hour is

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The Kitten experienced his first two earthquakes this week. The Cat could see them coming and would let you know they were on the way, but they blindside Al-Ḥalīm Netanyahu. He ran under the bed for his first and jumped on my face around 4am to let me know about the second. I wouldn't have minded so much, had his wonky thumb nail not taken out my eyeball. I'll be hiding out in the house today so

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Why doesn't my oven want to cooperate when I try to cook, but always works well if a white man comes over and uses it?

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Get out!AS OF JANUARY 1ST AT 11:59AM, THIS EVENT IS SOLD OUT!This event is completely sold out and the race office is not accepting any further entries. Please register for another event ASAP!I was on top of my game, checking to see when the mud run registration would go live. I sent a text to my running partner on New Year's Eve Day, the first day it opened, and reminded him to register. (I

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I consistently pick products with the verbiage "renewing," "age defying" or "rejuvenating" when purchasing any type of lotion, facial gobbledygook, toothpaste or deodorant.

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I finally saw Revolutionary Road last night and I can't get the image of Kate Winslet's Frodo feet out of my head.I'm really trying, but they're still there... big as ever. Yep. Still there.

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At least with a kitten you have only about a year before she gets big and just wants to sit staring at you like you’re a dumb ass. Not like a kid who spends the first two years peeing or puking on things, then about 8 years breaking stuff or writing on it, then spends the next 15 years sitting around staring at you like you’re a dumb ass. [Oldest Daughter] is already in that period. It's funny

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I put up lights this year. I got those teeny little white lights and some teeny little blue ones, too. I can't stand the icicles or multi-colored big bulbs, so know I shopped for weeks trying to find these things. They're up and on the deck, which is something I haven't done in years, because it's not so much the celebration of Christmas as it is of global warming.

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