Rag Files Of A Fashion Diva

Monday, November 27, 2006

Welcome to the lunatic parade

Exercise:

So a week ago this past Friday my mommy and I took off to Kansas City for my autie's 75th birthday party. Believe it or not, I actually got up that morning around 6 and went for a 2 mile run in the rather brisk weather before having a shower and heading to my parents' house. We ended up leaving sometime between 10 and 11 and took our time getting there since we didn't have any place we needed to be until the next day and we couldn't check into the hotel until 3.

Like usual on our trips to KC, we stopped in Bethany for lunch. Subway sounded good so that's what we went for. As we sat and ate, I noticed these two young, fairly nice looking guys sitting across the room who kept looking over at me. I know I'm cute and my ROCKSTAR shirt along with my car are attention grabbers but dayum I was beginning to wonder if I had sprouted another head or something. LOL

As it turned out, we arrived at the hotel right at 3. Oh and may I just say that all the time I spent driving around the city with Chi when we've tripped down there and yearly family visits in the past really paid off. I was able to get everywhere we needed to go without having to get directions. Not only is that a plus because it means not having to fiddle with maps and stuff but my mom sucks at directional stuff (she tends to get turned around easily) so having two people not knowing exactly where they are going isn't a good thing especially when one of them (mommy) doesn't know which way she is going without looking at a compass and even then gets confused. LOL

The original plan was to check into the hotel then go do a little shopping at the Plaza. Most of the stuff I ordered from Bebe at the beginning of the month didn't fit and I figured rather than pay to ship it back, I would just take it in to the store since they have a couple of them in KC (really wish Iowa would get one) and that way I could also maybe make an exchange or find something different that fits. As it turned out, however, we ended up checking in and just hanging out until dinner time. Neither one of us really felt like getting back in the car that quickly after a three hour drive and because we didn't have to be anywhere until 1:30pm the next day, we knew we could do the shopping on the way there.

We ended up going down the street to the Mac Grill for eats. Luckily the wait wasn't overly horrendous seeing as we were out at prime dining time and the food was decent even if I did eat more than I probably should have. LOL When we came out, there was an ambulance by the side of the restaurant and the paramedics were actually working on someone in the truck. I don't know what happened but I told my mom that's definitely not a good sign if the person had just finished eating. I know it's not nice to make jokes about such things especially if the situation was severe (don't think it was though as I can't imagine them hanging around for such a long time if it were) but then again when did I ever say I was nice? *evil grin*

On the way back to the hotel, I decided to stop at the mall on the way. I had visited this one before in the past and wasn't overly impressed with it but I thought it would probably have a Victoria's Secret anyway. You see before we left to go to dinner, I realized I had forgotten my robe from home and although Marriott does provide such garments, they just aren't the same. Anyway, I had planned to buy a new one at some point in the not so distant future and I figured this would be the perfect time to pick on up. Well obviously the luck fairy wasn't smiling on me this time because it seems that all the stores with the exception of the two anchors had moved out of this particular mall and gone to a different one. I found a VS alright but it was empty so I was forced into using the one at the hotel.

The next day on the way to the reception for my auntie, we stopped at the Plaza so I could do my shopping. I have to admit this has always been one of my more favourite places to shop in KC - yah, I know, I have expensive taste - SUCK IT! The downside of hitting this area especially on a weekend tends to be finding a parking spot. At first I didn't think we were going to get one but I found another ramp that I don't think was there in the past and it had plenty of spaces where I could park my car and not feel nervous about leaving it because someone could ding it. The best thing is, the parking there is free.

So the first stop after we got parked was VS and holy hell was it ever busy. Oh and this one clerk was just kind of rude. I had picked out the robe I wanted and was walking over to the counter to pay for it. As we do in this country, I stayed to the right and this clerk who was coming towards me decided left was better for her. She was coming from the front of the store and I know she saw me long before we reached each other but dayum she was totally fuckin hell bent on making me move for her. When we passed, I said, "Oh excuse me" in a way that I was hoping she would catch the sarcasm but I don't think she did seeing as she didn't even acknowledge me. The chic that actually took my sale was much more pleasant but I have to say even though she had dark hair, she was about as good as one of the blondes you hear about in jokes when it came to giving directions. You see I wasn't for sure where the Bebe shop was located in the plaza and I didn't see it when we drove through looking for a parking place so I asked the sales chic. It was so nice of her to leave out a useful turn. I told my mom that I must have only dropped enough money to get directions but not good ones. LOL Luckily we came across a directory and we got it figured out.

Next up was the Bebe store. It too was horrendously busy but I managed to get waited on right after I walked in the door. The woman whom I talked to was so nice and didn't waste my time with a bunch of superficial chatter like some of them do. I had told her that I wanted to look around before making my transaction because there might be some other things I would like to pick up to replace my returns. She said that was fine and I proceeded to do so. Unfortunately at the outset I was only able to find two t-shirts like the ones I was returning but I figured I may as well go ahead and try the next bigger size on to see if it would fit because if nothing else, I would know what to buy in the future when ordering online. I don't know why it is but it seems like places like this store think that all women are petite. I say this because when I ordered the t-shirts online, I bought according to my measurements (Size small according to the chart). Everything fit fine, however, the sleeves hit me about half way between my neck and shoulder rather than sitting on the end of my shoulder as they should. As it turned out, the mediums fit much better across the shoulders but even those were a little small in that area. I knew, however, that I wouldn't be able to go up another size without risking everything else being WAY too big. I decided I would get the navy logo shirt but the other one had a snag in it so I didn't want it. I had looked for another on the rack but they didn't have any more in my size. I then asked the woman who had been helping me if they might have one in the back room. She said she didn't know but that she would check with someone else (I'm thinking it may have been the acting manager but I'm not sure). Well this woman that she checked with turned out to be a total self important bitch whom I don't think had any sort of clue. I explained the situation to her and when I asked about having another shirt in the back, she got this look on her face as though I had three heads. I swear it's like she didn't even know such a room existed. Anyway, she starts asking me where I found it blah blah blah - basically everything I had already told her. She then walked off and I thought she went to look for what I wanted. I must have been waiting at least five minutes or so and still hadn't heard back from her. In the meantime, I found a cute little dress that I decided I would try on to pass the time while I waited. When I finished with the dress (I did decide to buy it), I asked the woman I first talked to when I came in about the shirt again and she went to bitch lady. BL came back saying, "I don't know where those are blah blah blah" in a real snippy voice. Ok lady....not a good way to react to a customer who spends over $500 on your products. After I got home, I got on the website and bitched about her. I received a response back saying she would be dealt with and that I could have the shirt I wanted shipped to me free. Ha ha take that BIOTCH!

So after that wonderful escapade to the Plaza, we took off for the church where my auntie's birthday reception was. At first I was afraid we might be a little late because of all the time we spent trying to get an answer out of an imbecile at the store but we actually made it right on time. The party was fairly low key with several of my realitives and some friends of my auntie. I ended up mainly hanging out with my sister, nephew, and cousin.

Later in the evening we went to one of my cousin's house for dinner. It was a little cramped but a good time and my cousin is an absolutely fabulous cook - meatless lasagna and roasted veggies...YUM! While we were waiting for dinner, my sister leaned over and asked me if I liked Guns N Roses. I told her they have some stuff I like but I hadn't planned to go to their gig. That's when she told me that my second oldest nephew wanted to go but he didn't have any way to get there because she didn't want him riding to Ames with his 18 year old friend driving. I told her if that's the case and he really wanted to go I would take him but she said something to the effect of "Oh I think he's forgotten about it now so it's now big deal." I couldn't believe she said such. Yah right he's forgotten about it. I know better than that as I do remember what it's like to be 16 and wanting to go to a concert you have no way of getting to. It was then that I leaned over and started talking to A about bands and concerts. Turns out he hadn't forgotten at all. That's when I told him, "You ever want to go to a concert, you come talk to me." Upon hearing that he just got this little funny grin on his face and I knew the gears in his head were a grinding. LOL

Not long after we had our little chat, I noticed a few people standing at the door looking out on the porch. I was curious to know what was going on so I went over to have a look for myself. Turns out there was an opposum out there eating the cat food. I couldn't believe it as I had never seen a live one up close like that and that it actually was comfortable enough to be that close to people. My cousin's husband tried to scare it off but all it did was run back into the shadows until it thought the coast was clear and then came back out to finish munching the food. LOL The really funny thing is a few days after I returned home, Chi had called me over to the window one night. He said, "Come here, you've got to see this!" I looked out and there were two oppsums scurring around. I definitely hadn't seen any at our house before and thought it funny that they would show up now after I saw the one at my cousin's house. I can only guess it was the smell of the garbage that had blown around the neighborhood the week before that attracted them. Chi had me cracking up too because he didn't even know what they were but he knew he had chased one out of the garage earlier in the day.

Thanksgiving was at my parents' house and fairly low key as usual. I did end up bringing a big smile to A's face though when I told him I would buy tickets and take him to see GNR though. According to my mom, my sister had said something to him about it paying to have a rich aunt. I just had to laugh. Chi and I don't have enough wealth to classify as rich (yet - LOL) but we do have quite a bit more than most people and it's nice being able to use it in a way that brings joy to others.

Alrighty I must be going now...

Til next time

Knocked Off By The Fashion Diva
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Friday, November 17, 2006

Bitch bitch here bitch bitch there and a couple of a ha has that's how we bitch the day away in the merry old land of Oz

Exercise: 2 mile run, 120 crunches, 50 leg lifts, and 30 push ups

So there have been some events/observances I've made over the last few weeks that have just kinda chapped my ass and well, guess what dear readers - you get to hear about them today. I know - LUCKY YOU!

First up....

The contest DL.com had where you could win a chance to play some football (soccer for those out of the know Americans in the crowd) with Vivian Campbell. In order to win this contest, you had to submit a guess as to which team the guy supports. I normally don't enter these contests but this one sounded like it could be a really good time if I were to win. Now since I'm one of those people who likes the band and the music but doesn't go mental over every last little thing they do/say/what have you nor do I care what color their shit is, when they last went, or how bad/good it smells, (yes, that's right TBB - I'm not a "REAL" fan either LOL) I had to do some searching on the internet for the answer to this question. It took a little while but I did find the information I was looking for.

Anyway, awhile back I had posted on the forum about a meeting I had with Mr. Campbell in Davenport last year concerning how he saw my Chelsea football shirt that I was wearing and came over to talk to me about it. Had I known they were going to have this contest, I think I would have thought twice about making the post I did because you can bet your ass it brought the crazies out. I started getting IMs from people I didn't know nor had I ever talked to before wanting to know if Chelsea was "Vivian's team" or if it wasn't, did I know which one was. Ok let's get something straight people, it's a contest meaning that the more people who guess right, the less chance there is for me to win. What in God's name makes you think that I'm going to give the fucking answer away to someone I don't even know and decrease my chance of winning? I can be nice but the hell if I'm going to be THAT nice. Sorry but the only people I'm giving that kind of info to (assuming I have it to begin with) is someone like TBB who I actually know and am friends with.

Next up....

Non Brits who pretend to be British and have some tie to the UK because they like a band which hails from there even though they most likely have never even spent anytime there themselves. There is nothing dumber than an American using British terms they don't even know the meaning of and trying to come off as though they do. Unless you're acting in a play, relaying a skit from something like Monty Python, or actually know how to sound authentic the fake accent has gotta go - REALLY! Oh and before you even think about harping on me saying I'm being hypocritical for making this complaint, you may want to take a few things into account:

My ancestory lies in the UK and I'm not very far removed.
I have actually lived there and made several visits in addition.
I'm married to an Englishman and when you live with people, shit just rubs off on you.
My inlaws do still live there so I have a direct tie to the place.

Third....

Dumbasses that really should learn not to argue a point about something they don't understand. A guy I work with (I think I'll call him Tweedle Dum) called me the other day because he had a pivot table that someone sent to him and he wanted to change it around in order to make a one page printout rather than several pages. He described to me what he was looking at and I told him how to move things around to see the data that he wanted. I didn't hear back from him so I thought he got it to work. Later on in the day, I asked him if he was successful with getting his print out and he said no because when he moved the filters around, all the data disappeared. This was an obvious tip off to me that he didn't know what the hell he was doing so I told him to send me the file and I would have a look at it. Once I got it, I discovered first and foremost that what he was wanting to put on a single page didn't have a snowball's chance in hell of fitting and still being readable unless you had an extremely powerful magnifing glass. Second of all, I discovered that the reason he was seeing zeros where he thought there should be data is because of how he was filtering stuff. What really took the cake and made me want to slap the shit out of him, however, was when I explained to him why he was seeing what he was when he moved stuff around, he wanted to argue with me that the pivot table was wrong. OMG! Let me put this in the most simple terms I can Tweedle Dum....A pivot table is nothing more than a summary of a data list on another worksheet. Because all it's doing is reading data from another location, there's really no way for it to be wrong in the sense that you think it is. It's showing zeros because there is actually no information for the criteria you selected. Even after giving him this explanation and showing him the exact place on the data list where the information was coming from, he still didn't want to accept it as the reason the data wasn't showing up. Obviously he doesn't get the concept that computers are only as smart as the operator who gives the commands and in his case, smart isn't even a word that should be used. I swear every time this guy has a computer problem/software problem and asks me to fix it, he wants to basically ends up wasting my time by trying to argue that it's got to be a problem with the machine not the operator. *RE*

I think the most scary thing about all of this is when we were discussing the pivot table issue, he told me that he was going to be taking a training course on them later in the week. This from a man who doesn't even understand how the CC email function works. YIKES!!!

Next.....

I got a call from a guy calling on our insurance agents behalf the other day. He wanted us to make an appointment to come in and talk with the agent to supposedly review our policy and make sure we had the coverage we thought we did blah blah blah. More like wanted us to come in so an attempt could be made to sell us more insurance we really didn't need. I made that comment to the guy who called and his reply (as it was to every other comment I made) was, "I get that a lot." No shit...maybe it's because people are on to your bull. After all, your clients get a copy of their policy in the mail. If they take the time to read it, they know exactly what their covereage is DUH!

Next.....

So I get this call from a regional manager for a client I have at work. When I first took over this line a year and a half ago, I didn't care much for the guy that was managing it then because he was the type of person who would basically ask for information and expect three times the work needed to be done to get it for him if that makes sense. Well you can bet I was happy as hell when he decided to transfer to a different territory. When the interim guy took over, he didn't even call me to introduce himself like many of them will do so I thought, "Hey this is great maybe he'll go through the business manager like the majority do and I won't have to be bothered with the same nonsense I had with the other guy." Well when I got the call from Mr. Interim, I soon found out things had gone from bad to worse. Not only did this guy want me to give him information that he already had (which the only way for me to get it is from the same source he's looking at mind you) he's not overly bright. Not that the guy before him was the brightest bulb, but this guy was even more dim than the first. He was asking me how to spell the word freight for Christ's sake. Oh and I think was really chapped my ass was his little lecture about copying people (namely him) on emails blah blah blah. Ok dipshit...you tell me how am I supposed to copy you on emails when I don't even know who the hell you are since you had never contacted me to begin with so I would know how to contact you. The most ridiculous part is that he thought by being copied he was going to correct this issue that had been going on ever since I took the line over and the guy before him couldn't even get fixed. Yah whatever!

Next....

This past week was a rather sad one. I found out that my "office mommy" (I call her that because she's like a second mom to me) is going to retire next month. I must say it's definitely going to be interesting to see how they absorb her workload too because I'd be really surprised if they would actually hire someone else in. Of course you would think if they decided to not to hire anyone else, they would give us all a raise or a nice christmas bonus but there's not even a snowball's chance in hell of that happening.

And last but not least...

My car turned one year old this past Sunday. My how the time has flown. At least my mileage estimate was almost spot on. Actually, I came in just under. I believe I had projected 7600 and I had just over 7500. At this rate, it's definitely going to take me over ten years to put on 100000 miles - a far cry from the kind of mileage I had on my Sunfire. My mom and I are on our way to Kansas City today for the weekend - we're having a 75th birthday party for my auntie who live there. My mom asked me to drive and I was razzing her by saying if I do, my poor car will turn over 8000 miles. At first she thought I was being serious and saying I didn't want to put the mileage on my car. LOL Actually, in a way I was hoping I would get to drive (at the outset we were going to take my parents' car) because I just love driving my car that much. :)

Otay time for me to be on my way now. Shall post again sometime after the holiday with all the happenings.

Til next time......

Knocked Off By The Fashion Diva
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Friday, November 10, 2006

That little thing called Def Leppard Fandom

Exercise: It's been so long since I started writing this flamin' post I don't even fucking remember what sort of exercise I did.

So a week ago this past Friday I took the day off work in order to go meet up with my trusty concert going sidekick TBB, her sis, and one of her sis's friends so we could hit the Def Leppard gig in Moline that night. When the date was first announce, I didn't originally plan to go but since my parents ended up giving me the money they did for my birthday and TBB was able to work her "evil bad influential magic" on me with the temptation of 5th row seats, I decided what the hell. It was about time for us to get together again and I had a bunch of samples from work that I needed to get to her anyway.

We had decided beforehand that we would eat at the TGI Fridays attached to the hotel which sits right next to the venue. Knowing how busy Fridays (no matter which one you go to) seems to be, I thought we may run into some time issues when it came to making the concert on time. Sure enough when we got up to the person taking names, she told us the wait time was an hour and a half - OUCH! We decided to go ahead and put our names on the list anyway even though it was already past 5 since we knew Lep was closing the show and they were the ones we really wanted to see.

Once we got on the list, we took off for a walk over to the venue to see if we could find out how strict the camera nazis were going to be since TBB said she'd had issues with getting a camera in to this particular venue in the past. Unfortunately it was still a little early for the doors to open so we weren't able to tell how thorough they were going to be with their searches. Instead we just hung out in the lobby for a little while to kill some time and stay warm since Fridays was remodeling their bar area and we couldn't wait there.

When we headed back over to the restaurant to check our wait status, we passed by this woman who, at first, I thought was the "We love you Phil" psycho lady from Sioux City. Later on TBB remembered that she was actually this other psycho woman we came across in Davenport last year who we at one time thought was the "blog stalker" that had BIG issues over the whole G Baby on the shoulders deal. We don't think that is actually who this woman is, however, we do know she's one of "the crazies" and wouldn't you know we ended up one row behind and just off to the right of her at the concert. Of course it was her little drunken friend standing right behind her and next to me that really pissed me off. I don't know what it is about me but somehow I always seem to attract the drunks at these sort of events and this night was no exception. I swear I must have a sign pinned to me somewhere that says, "Beer victim - Please abuse" or some such nonsense on it. Don't get me wrong, I'm cool with people enjoying a few beverages at a concert. It's when they start getting drunk, careless, and invading my personal space that I draw the line. This chic certainly didn't waste any time getting to that point either because she was already pretty sloshed by the time Journey hit the stage. My thought, "Ok. Fine. You want to be so smashed you won't even remember the show, so be it. Just stay in your own fucking spot and all will be cool." Yah, like that happened. The dumb bitch started dancing around, holding her half full beer glass up in the air and wouldn't you know she dropped it causing the contents to spill down the side of my leg. Oh how I love being so soaked from the knee down in a vile smelling liquid containing some stranger's spit that my pantleg sticks to me and my shoe goes "squish" when I step down on that foot. As much as I really just wanted to lay off and deck her, I knew it wouldn't be the best choice of reaction so I shot her a really nasty look. That's when she says in a very slurred manner, "Sorry...It's was an accident." Yah accident my ass - You're fucking DRUNK!

I was hoping that would be the end of it but NOOOOO. Later on when Lep came on, she came back with yet another drink (oh just what I wanted to see) - thankfully this one had a lid and I didn't get any on me, however, she kept falling into me because she was so smashed, she was having a hard time standing up straight. *RE* As much as I did enjoy seeing the show and getting some decent pics (yes, we were able to get our cameras in quite easily amazingly enough - links to mine at the end of the post), I really could have done without this bitch at my side. At one point towards the end, she tried to tell me something but couldn't because she was so messed up. You know, I just don't get it. *RE*

That brings me up to the next wack job that TBB and I noticed. It was this guy in the front row. We later found out his name is Bob and a woman we had been chatting to came up with the name Side Show Bob for him which just kind of stuck with TBB and I because it was so fitting. We had actually seen this guy before - he was at the Davenport gig last year too and it would seem he's friends with "Crazy Blonde Lady" (the one I mentioned earlier who was sitting a row ahead of us). Of course after observing what a nutjob this guy is, we are wondering if he hangs with the blonde so the Lep guys don't realize he's actually trying to hit on them. Not only did this guy bring papers he printed things like "Guitar Pick Please" and "Drumstick Please" on to the concert to hold up (TBB and I couldn't believe the band actually obliged repeatedly), he also has been known to bring a whole fucking duffle bag full of shit to get signed. I completely understand the wanting of an autograph and/or picture thing. I've asked for them before but I don't get the multiple request concept unless you're a googly-eyed teen. Honestly, I'm not really sure what pissed me off most about this guy - the possibility that he was getting all those signatures so he could hock the stuff on Ebay or the fact that he was being rude and monopolizing the limited "meet & greet" time. I mean when we were out by the busses on this night in particular, it was quite cold, Rick Allen was the only one to show, he tried to leave a couple different times, and this asshole kept pulling him back to sign more crap including these blocks of wood with the band member's names on them. Not only do I find this being completely creepy and rude to the celebrity in question, I think it's a pretty pissy thing to take up time that could be used for Rick to sign for/take pics with fans who haven't yet had the pleasure of meeting him. This right here is the biggest reason why I will not interact with the band members unless they approach me first which, given the "Viv incident" at Davenport last year, does happen. I already have autographs and sigs from all of them except Sav and I don't want to take away from a "first timer's" experience seeing as I know what it's like to be one of them.

When things finally started winding down out by the buses, TBB and I along with a few other friends (her sis and guy friend had already left at this point because it was getting so late) went over to the hotel next door where the band was staying. We were hoping we could maybe catch the other guys walking in and finally get our elusive Sav sigs but it just wasn't to be. We did, however, run into side Show Bob again and wondered how the hell he actually beat us over there. Talk about stalkerazzi! This guy had this huge fucking banner than must have been six feet long with Phil Collen on it all draped out on the lobby table along with a bunch of other shit. The group of us went in and sat down so we could talk (two of our friends were actually staying at the hotel) for awhile and get better aquainted and I kid you not this psycho stayed there for a good hour or more thinking the band was actually going to come back down. Of course the group of us being the rowdy little monsters we can be started cracking jokes about the guy loud enough that we could be overheard if one paid attention. We were kind of hoping he and "Psycho Blonde" would get the hint but I don't think they did.

TBB and I didn't end up leaving the hotel until nearly 2 or a bit after but it was well worth staying that late because of the great conversation even though I had a 10 minute freak out because I thought I had lost my wedding band. Turns out it fell off in my bag because my hands had been so cold my fingers "shrunk". The downside to our late departure, however, was the fact that we didn't get back to TBB's place until about 3 and I didn't get home until 5:30am. I have to admit the drive from IC to WDM was probably THE longest two hours of my life because I was so tired but again, it was more than worth it because the evening had been so much fun.

Before I leave the events of that evening and move on to some of the DL forum squirreliness I've seen lately, I want to give a shout out to P code name Vikki Rockett - TBB's friend from Moline. You Rock! And thank you so much for letting us sit in your truck to stay warm.

Now on to the forum "crazies". I swear that place is full of whiners and psycho fans. I mean you've got the ones who don't seem to show any restraint and respect for personal space when it comes to the band and then you've got others bitching and moaning because their experience with meeting the band isn't what they wanted it to be. Hello reality check here. Any dumdum knows reality rarely (if ever) lives up to the fantasy. These people are, afterall, human. Oh and the speculation that goes around that dump concerning the reasons one or more of them was acting a certain way - GIVE ME A BREAK!

If that isn't enough, there are the ones boohooing because the tour is almost over and they just don't know how they will ever survive if the band takes some time off. *RE* C'mon people some of us are tired of hearing the same old shit being rehashed. Some of us want some new material and if that means the guys lock themselves away in a studio for a couple of years SO BE IT!

Check out these two threads Lepression and Best Way To Meet Def Leppard if you want to see for yourself what I'm talking about.

Well that about does it for this post. Bout time I got it out seeing as it's only three weeks past due. LOL Oh I almost forgot. Here are the links to the better pictures I was able to get that night. Unfortunately resizing them made some get a little more pixelated.

Group 1
Group 2
Group 3
Group 4

Til next time....

Knocked Off By The Fashion Diva
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Wednesday, November 08, 2006

Oh happy day!!!

Exercise: Nothing more than a couple of bathroom trips so far since I'm at work once again. I did, however, get in a 3 mile run last night and hopefully another this evening since it's supposed to be nice once again.

So this has got to be THE BEST day after elections in my voting history. The US finally told Dubya where he can stick his partisan rule. Iowa also made me proud by going completely Blue this time around. Now that the Dems have their chance, I'm hoping they use it wisely. I will say that I was a little sad that my district didn't vote in a Dem but then again, I live in what I would call "Pub Country" and well, the guy who was running was not only kind of an unknown going against an incumbent but also about as effective as watching paint dry when it comes to public speaking. Given these factors, I pretty much knew at the outset Spencer just wasn't going to make the cut.

If this wasn't enough to make me a happy chappette, pulling up CNN's homepage this lunch hour only sweetened the pot because Rummy stepped down - FINALLY!!! It appears the old codger actually got the hint. The downside, however, is that Dubya is the one picking the replacement. Given the last few choices he's made, it's hard to say what the new guy might do but at least Rummy is outta there.

And now for a "YAY!" that's completely different....

This past Friday I finally broke down and purchased some new clothes. More often than not, I'm not overly fond of clothes shopping because I rarely find anything I like and when I do, lots of times stuff just doesn't fit right because it's made for women who are built like guys rather than actual women. It would seem (fingers crossed here) that I may have lucked out this time. Bebe and Victoria's Secret both have quite a few things I like and the things they sell usually tend to fit me without too much trouble. From what it looks like, both my orders should be delivering today and I'm really looking forward to them. What's even better is that I'm going to KC in just over a week and they have an actual Bebe shop there so I might be able to pick up a few more things. That is of course if my pocketbook doesn't object. This place is a little more expensive than some but I have to say based on the few items I already have from there, it's well worth the money. :)

Otay kiddies, lunch is over so I must be on me way.

Til next time.....

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Tuesday, November 07, 2006

Kick out the vote muthafuckers!

Exercise: Very little at the moment other than walking from my desk to the bathroom or one of the BDMs' offices and back since I'm at work. :P I'm hoping for at least a two mile run and some floor exercises later though especially since it's supposed to be a nice day.

I still haven't finished writing my post about the adventures TBB and I had in Moline along with the observances I've made regarding what I would call some rather over zealous fans. So much to say....so little time. lol Anyway, I do hope to have it out within the next couple of day but in the meantime, I wanted to just put out a little reminder for everyone to vote. Let's get the backward thinkers out of there and get this country back on track!

Now in another bit of political news which is now kinda old but I still want to address, I have to send out a big SHAME ON YOU! to Rush Limbaugh. Over the years I've heard some pretty quack things uttered from this guy's lips but his statements about Michael J Fox and the campaign ad he did went WAY too far! Not to mention they only go to show just how "Lush" likes to shoot his mouth off without really knowing the facts before doing so. Oh and that so called apology that he issued later - PATHETIC! In fact it wasn't even an apology since he stated if he was wrong. Give me a break! I have a feeling he wouldn't admit his mistake even if shown undeniable proof of it. Oh hey doo doo head...I find it funny how when it comes to something you don't agree with you will say things like voters are being mislead to think that their vote for a single US senator has direct impact on stem cell research in Missouri but it doesn't and won't yet when it involves something you support, you're all over it telling people to vote for a change. Yah whatever dipshit. Sometimes one is all that is needed.

I think what's even more absurd about all the press surrounding MJF are the people saying he's exploiting his illness and just trying to get liberals ahead. First of all, I don't know one person who wouldn't do what he's doing if they were slowing dying from a disease with no cure and had the means to reach the masses in order to try and push for medical advancements to solve the problem. Second of all, I do believe MJF himself mentioned liking Arlen Specter - Not exactly a liberal by any means. What's more, the last I knew MJF is Canadian which mean the guy can't even vote and, in a way, is at the mercy of the American people when it comes to issues like embryonic stem cell research that may help to one day cure him.

Next up....The Saddam Hussein verdict.

Ok, the guy did some really horrible things, however, I don't know which is worse - the things he did or the people rejoicing over the fact that he's going to be put to death. To me, that sort of mentality is disgusting. Do I think he should be punished? Yes. Do I think it should be by death? No. This whole eye for an eye bullshit is nothing but a vicious cycle that really accomplishes nothing in the end but increasing the death toll.

Last on the politics list....Bush getting snubbed by GOP candidates up for election.

This is some really funny shit. You know it's bad when the republicans up for election don't want to share the stage with Dubya because his approval rating is so low and it might jinx them winning. The only thing that can sweeten the pot now is for the democrats to regain control which, if things go according to the polls, will happen.

Now a couple of other tidbits....

Most weekday mornings Mr. PIB will give me a call just to shoot the shit for a few minutes during his smoke break that he takes out in the parking ramp. Normally, the convos are just your usual chit chat - how you doin?, etc but there was one day not long ago when I got hit with the old YIKES! stick. He called to let me know someone had left their undies in one of the garbage cans located in the ramp. Oh if that wasn't a discussion for 8am I don't know what is. LOL I mean that's one of those train wreck situations....you really don't want to know what the story is behind it but you can't help but wonder what happened and if there is some woman out there freezing her ass off because of it. LOL

This past Saturday I went up to Ames once again to get my hair done. I know I've mentioned it before but I just have to say it again....I sooooo love my hair guy! Yet another perfect cut and highlight job. Oh and he also offered me a bottle of Voss water. For those of you who don't know, this is supposedly the purest stuff you can get and is imported from Norway. Based on what he told me, the only two places where you will find it in this area is at a nightclub in Des Moines and his salon. Honestly, I really couldn't taste that much difference and don't get what the big deal about it is but then again, I was raised on well water so I'm not used to drinking bleach like most city dwellers are. I will say, however, that the bottle it comes in is pretty cool and unique since it's tall and glass. I liked it so much that I kept it as a souvenier. Of course the funny part about it all is how we were joking about it being the water that only the snooty people drink and acting as if we were such by shoving our noses in the air. LOL

Ok, lunchtime is over so I've gotta get going. Please forgive what probably amounts to many grammatical and spelling errors as I just don't have time to check them right now.

Til next time...

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