Consider this my notice..................

Work is still kicking my ass. I never thought I'd be one of those folks that would be in the routine of going to work only to come home and work some more. Yet, here I am. Ah well, it makes for a nice paycheck. I still manage to workout (sometimes), eat, bathe, and knock boots somewhere in the middle of this work sammie I've created. This is totally not how I envisioned this week would go. What was I smoking? Maybe I should hit the pipe to help put it all in perspective.

I'll be back after a much needed vacay but until then............

FB Chronicles

I had a couple of comments from some high school classmates on FB regarding some of the content I posted on two separate occasions.

Apparently I need help because I used a picture of a gay man, Lafayette Reynolds (from True Blood), as my profile pic

And I quote, "whats up with this pic, Hon. if you need someone to talk to im always here."

Why don't I just call AA, SA, DA and whatever other anonymous group there is while I'm at it? Honestly, the comment made me crack up laughing when I first read it. Then I re read it and was confused as to why a simple picture would cause such a reaction. Weird much?

After posting about UGK playing on the radio one day, I found out that I'm also apparently hood because I like their music.

Rude boy: I didn't know you were hood.... You know about Sweet Jones (Pimp C).

Me: I hardly think listening to UGK qualifies me as being hood. o_O.

Rude boy: Just a little.

Me: Negro, please stay out of my inbox.

Just to note from the time I friended this dude, he constantly sent me crazy ass messages. I'm sure he meant nothing by it but at this point I was just tired of him bothering me.......hence my reaction.

There's no point to this post (obviously) other than I find people to sometimes by really strange.

And now for a musical selection (that I just thought of at 9:18 pm (about six or seven hours after posting this))

Crack is still whack!

I captured this gem of a picture and decided to share it will all the lovely people of the world. Being a member of the flapjacks crew, I can sympathize with the fact that she has a flat ass (even though I would like to think mine has a bit more roundness and shape to it than this). I also share her wedgie pain as I too get the wedgie blues when I walk around the house in my shorts but guess what? I dig that shit out! What I cannot support, however, is her need to showcase these tragic traits so openly and willingly by tucking her shirt into some daggone capri yoga pants.

Where dey do dat at?

And now for a musical selection

Why you over there lookin’ at me?

My co-worker annoys the Sh’Nikes out of me. Every time I get up from my desk, she breaks her neck to see where I’m walking. Every time I walk back to my desk, she just stares…..intently. Now I just avoid eye contact with her and keep my eyes focused in whatever direction I’m going (but I can still see her looking in my peripheral vision). This behavior is strange (to me) as my personality is such that I really could care less about what anyone around me is doing.

You’re going to a meeting? Do I have to go? No? Great! Have fun!

You have a visitor at your desk? Good for you! I can’t hear what you’re saying over the music in my headphones anyway.

You’re trying to sneak out early? Great! Have loads of fun!

You diggin’ a booger out of your nose? Ewww but just don’t flick it over here or let me catch you eating it ‘cuz I’m tellin’!

That reminds me, I have a short story about that.

As long as you are not a disgruntled employee and refrain from coming into the building to shoot ‘em up at the OK Corral then we’re good.

This chick though…..she’s just different and stuff. She’s been in our group for almost one year but has been with the organization for maybe three or so. She was placed here during the re-org that happened last year. One experience I had early on really helped shape my opinion of her.

I was working on a report and needed no distractions so I sought refuge in one of the empty conference rooms on the opposite end of our department’s floor. During a break, I visited the lady’s room and went to my desk to grab a granola bar to snack on. I saw her sitting at her desk so I spoke.

Me: Hey Sh’Nike

Sh’Nike: Hey AR Gal, I missed you!

Me: *strange look on my face* Girl ion't even know you Ummmmm, oh. Well, I’ll see you later.

(I must point that I had only known this chick for maybe a month up to this point)

As I walked back to the conference room, I heard heels clomping (loudly) on the floor. I turned to see who it was and saw her little head peeking around the corner watching me to see where I was going. I turned my head back around and headed to the stairwell to go up one floor and came back down in one of the side stairwells to get back to the conference room. Like I said I needed no distractions and the last thing I wanted was her following me to find out my top secret location. LOL Now in my head, I was thinking….seriously WHO DOES THAT?! In my heart I was thinking, this beesh is CRAZY! I laugh about it now when I tell that story but really….WHO DOES THAT??!!

Mase - Lookin' At Me (1998)

Where the wild things are...................

Tell me why this thing decided to come out of the wood work directly AFTER mistah left for work???!!!

It's not the clearest picture but basically this, my dear people, is a fly on crack! This thing was HUGE!

Picture it, the morning of September 21, 2009. I'm walking around the house getting ready for work (but ass nekkid no less) and hear this buzzing sound. I duck (natural reaction) and listen. Soon enough I see it flying around and watch as it lands on the ceiling light fixture in the kitchen. I break out into my normal hoot and holler dance, run into the bedroom, slam the door, grab my robe and a pair of tennis shoes out of the closet. What?! I needed something on my feet that covered my toes that I could stomp (and kick) properly with.

Once 'clothed', I crept out of the bedroom into the kitchen and made sure it was still on the light. It was. YAY! I ran to laundry area where we keep the (bug) spray and then grabbed the broom. Shut up. Then................I sprayed with all my might. Buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. That sap sucker went CARAZY and flew everywhere. I'm screamin' and swingin', screamin' and swingin', AND screamin' and swingin'. It finally landed somewhere over by the kitchen window. I couldn't see exactly where because it was hiding behind a decorative bird cage thingamajig on the counter. I spray randomly and it goes flying around again. Screamin' and swingin' ensues. It lands on the other side of the kitchen and I spray again. It comes out, flies over under the stove, and I go in for the kill.


After inhaling the continuous fumes, it could finally take no more and crumbled in defeat to its death. Looks like another spray TKO!

4 calls and 1 voicemail message................

..................is a pretty good indication that someone really needs to talk with about something important. Well that is unless you're my sister and you do all of the above to just say what's up.

One of my friends (Trisha) put in the work trying to get in touch with me this evening to tell me about another of our friends (Laci). Laci, Trisha, and I (just for the record these names have been made up to protect the innocent and ig'nant) met during college. Trisha and I met my very first day and I met Laci either the same day or the next. We were tighter than panty hose two sizes small during our time in college and developed our own little clique. During our time in school we had some F-U-N! Fast forward to about 1998 and Laci drops out of college. Trisha did too eventually but I wasn't sure if it was at the same time but that's neither here nor there. Laci moves back to her hometown and gets married to her high school sweetheart. Soon after they one have kid then another and then get divorced a few years after that. Laci moves back to central AR, becomes an LPN and is doing well for herself as a now single mom. Unfortunately (or maybe fortunately depending on how you look at) Laci liked to indulge in the comforts of Mary Jane quite often, got randomly drugged tested and lost her job AND her nursing license. Can you say BUMMER?! Not too much longer after that Laci meets some random cat,they fall in love quickly, and are inseparable. If I recall correctly this was around 2002/2003.

They end up moving in together, living life, making it work yada yada yada and ended up getting married last year. Everything seemed to be going fine...well except for the fact that he didn't like working the type of job that required you having taxes taken out of your paycheck. You know what that means. Anyway, so random cat gets busted as does Laci at their house during some kind of stakeout.....I know *sigh* Laci gets off on probation but random cat has to do some time as he had a prior record. She seemed to be doing farely well when I would talk with her. I think her side-piece that she met about a month after helped with that......I know *sighs again*

Normally Laci would send text messages like crazy, you know those retarded ones people forward (and that I canNOT stand!!). Trisha and I noticed that we hadn't been receiving texts from Laci at all. I asked Trisha if she had spoken with her lately and she said no. Hmmmmmm I thought, somethings wrong. Trisha agreed especially seeing as she had received calls from Laci's landlord and the furniture rental place asking her whereabouts (she didn't even know that she had given them her name and number as a reference. Don't you just hate that?) I asked Trisha if she had spoken with Laci's mom (they usually stay in pretty good contact since Laci and Trisha are from the same hometown) and she said no but she would reach out to her because like I said.....no text message from Laci (at least once/week) was just strange. Well today I get 4 calls and 1 voicemail message from Trisha. She informs me that something was wrong....Laci been locked up dawg! *exasperated sigh* She gives me the rundown about how it all came to pass. Turns out Laci didn't pass her piss test when she went to her scheduled PO visit. They locked her up for 4 or 5 days for violating the terms of parole and she is now in rehab. She's been there for about 3 weeks now and will remain for the next 30 days.

SIDENOTE: I'm watching Chelsea Lately (love her) and Mayim Bialak (aka Blossom) is on and she has two kids! Who knew?!

According to Laci's mom, she's been giving her hell in the counseling sessions and is mad at the world. Hell I would too if my life was spinning out of control but hey....she got herself into this predicament. There are so many questions running through my head. The main one being why, but she's my friend and I know her so I can pretty much answer that question. It just really baffles me that she would risk it knowing she has two kids to raise. Now she's put even more of a burden on herself and her mother. I'm just hoping that once this stage of her life has passed that she is able to get herself and life together.

Where have all the cowboys gone?

So I watched “The Game” Friday and was thrown off by how, for lack of a better word, random the show has become. I don’t watch it that often so seeing how all the story lines from this season played out was interesting to say the least. And is Principle Greer dating the dude that played Kenny on “Soul Food”? I can’t recall the actual character names. I think Kenny dude is cute. I would so date him if I weren’t taken…..and if he lived in AR. *giggles*

To those that don't watch, I'll give a rundown of the scene I'm referring to. Mel (girl)and Derwin (boy) are about to get married when Derwin gets a call from the chick that is pregnant with his kid. He answers and she tells him that she is in labor with their child. He wants to stay but his bride, Mel, tells him to go to the hospital. Mel ends up waiting at the hospital for the baby to be born and she and Derwin are later married in the hospital chapel.

Anyway, so I’m watching the wedding scene with Mel and Derwin’s dumb tails. Why was this fool at his wedding with his cell phone on (not even on vibrate but full outdoor ringer mode)? WHY did he answer the phone (let alone look to see who was callin)? WHY did he leave that girl at the altar? Yeah, yeah I know his ex was about to berf his baby and yeah yeah I know Mel told him to go but still…..just a mess all over. Both of the characters are idiots that deserve one another…and rightfully so.

Sidenote: Seeing Mel’s mother slap Derwin silly tickled me to pieces.

Anyway, so I’m sitting and watching Mel at the hospital waiting for her almost so close she can taste it husband to come give her the news about the baby. Then I think, could I do that? Could that be me? In two short words, HELL.NO. The birth of a child is an important event, no doubt, but seriously…what would a few more minutes difference have made for them to at least finish the ceremony THEN leave? I would have been more apt to be supportive once I had that ring on my finger and been pronounced man and wife.

To those that watched, what about you guys? If placed in the same predicament, could you? Would you?

Tasha Mack, that's the name …it just came to me!

For whatever reason.............

.......................Z seems to think that


THIS Susan Sarandon (aka that lady)

+


THIS
Samuel Jackson


=

THIS
Taraji P. Henson

He is adamant that this is fact not fiction and that they should all take blood tests to determine paternity.







That's my mane........*sigh*

Is it wrong................

...........that I am sitting here laughing (really hard) at this. I'm sorry but that's the best I can muster for someone that actually thought it was a good idea to jump in with polar bears while visiting the zoo. Be sure to catch the youtube clip (at the bottom of the page in the link).

Work Attire.......

Earlier this week, a question was posed in blogdome regarding appropriate work attire. I had no intention of hashing this topic until I saw, what I consider, some inappropriate work threads today.

This new chick moved into the cubicle across from me last week. She used to work at the plantation a few years ago and and just came back. She's a bit older, which is not outside the norm especially working at the non-profit I'm at, and nice enough I suppose. I've always admired nice frocks and such and have noticed that her wardrobe was pretty on point......until today. I didn't notice anything at first because I was busy working and just popped my head up to greet her as she settled in at her desk. A few hours pass and I get up to walk around to stretch my legs. I glance over and notice she has on a sweater jacket and with a top underneath. I return to my desk and then turn around a few moments later to get back up as I remember I need to go visit with a co-worker when I see it....a halter top. Dun Dun Duuuuuuuuuuun *gasp* She had taken off the jacket to reveal her shirt in all its glory.

My first thought........Ummmm, is this old ass lady for real? I mean for real for real??!! Her back was out, her almost non-existent boobs where somewhere in the mix annnnnnnnnnd I'm still not convinced she had on anybodies bra. Just because the girls are lacking in volume doesn't mean they still don't need some support. Just ewwwww. Don't get me wrong, I'm all for taking advantage of the super casual dress environment we have. We can wear just about anything we like at work, jeans everyday, shorts in the summer, flip flops (our CEO will sometimes have them on), birkentstocks (there is one lady that wears those everyday during the summer), hats, whatever. I guess I should add halter tops to the list.

I dunno, maybe I'm a prude....then again, no I'm not. You don't wear that type of shit to anyone's place of business regardless of the dress code unless you work for yourself, especially if it's damn near winter. We had a spike in temps around this area and it made it to close to 70 degrees. That is no excuse IMO. There was ice and snow on the ground not two days before. People kill me with that shit by the way....not dressing for the season. That's how you end up sick. Anyway, I showed a lot of self restraint because I promise there were times I just wanted to turn around and ask her what the fuck she was thinking but I didn't and just kept those thoughts to myself. lol I'm not sure if anything was said to her (my guess is probably not). By the time I returned to my desk she had put the sweater jacket back on but it came off again no less than 5 more times while at work.

To each his/her own I suppose but I just view stuff a bit differently. I just hope I never have to see that top again.

Just a few reasons.....

.....why I can't stand people sometimes.

I got this in an email from one of my e-buds.


A teacher friend sent this to me. This is a childs name!

'Le - a'

How would you pronounce this as a child's name???
Leah?? NO
Lee - A??
NOPE Lay - a??
NO Lei?? Guess Again.
Are you resorting to tongue clicks yet??
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It's pronounced 'Ledasha' oh yes...you read it right.
This child attends a school in Livingston Parish, Louisiana.
Her mother is ir ate because everyone is getting her name wrong. (Duh?)
When the mother was asked about the pronunciation of the name, she said, 'The dash ain't silent.' There.

If that weren't enough, I click this link to a youtube video while blog hopping. The singing McD's nugget dude ain't got nothing on this!!



I hope ya'll had a good holiday weekend. lol

JOE THE FOOL.....

If there's one thing I can't stand it's folks that think they are special or believe that they hold a higher ranking in life just because of who they are (or who they think they are).

John McCain’s brother, JOE the fool, called 911 because of the DMV traffic.“He called the police emergency line because he was angry he was stuck in traffic. The 911 call came into the City of Alexandria on Oct. 21st That's creating some buzz because it appears to come from Joe McCain, John McCain's brother.

Operator: 911 state your emergency
Caller: It's not an emergency but do you know why on one side at the damn drawbridge of 95traffic is stopped for 15 minutes and yet traffic's coming the other way?
Operator: Sir, are you calling 911 to complain about traffic? (pause)
Caller: "(Expletive) you." (caller hangs up)

The complaint call about traffic on the Wilson Bridge, outrageous enough that the 911 operator called back. The voicemail on the other end, appears to belong to Joe McCain, brother of presidential candidate, John McCain."Hi this is Joe McCain I can't take this message now because I'm involved in a very (inaudible) important political project... I hope on Nov. 4th we have elected John."”

I thought the district was known for it's traffic. Hell, anywhere near or around 5 o'clock on any given workday, most major cities have it. Has he never heard of rush hour? I guess he's only watched the movie, then again I take that back. I swear some people can be so damn dumb.

AR Gal Letter

Dear white lady,

I saw you and your man walking down the street early this morning on my way into work. As I sat waiting at the stoplight, I watched you guys and my eyes dwindled down to your feet. I thought you had on flip flops since the bottom of your foot looked like a dark shadow but to my surprise, there was nothing there. Just your dirty feet looking like charcoal briquettes. I looked over to your man and saw he had on foot apparel. Neither of you looked down and out on your luck and looked like you could afford at least one pair of shoes. So strange! As both of you turned the corner, you seemed to stumble. Perhaps you were drunk, perhaps not. In any circumstance, seeing you this morning made me scratch my head and wonder why you would venture out like that in 55 degree weather. All I ask is to do better next time. Your feet (and mankind) will love you more for it.

Thanks in advance,

AR Gal

Code Pink

So I watched the speeches of Sarah "Peggy Hill" Palin and John Mc T-Pain on Wednesday and Thursday night hence the picture of the day posts I've been doing. I can't elaborate much on what has been said about either one of these dipshits in the past week so I just choose to protest in picture form. lol

Anyway, I noticed during both speeches there were interuptions by these woman running down the steps in the convention center taking their clothes ( and wigs I think) off. I didn't' realize the common demoninator of them all wearing pink until I was listening to C-SPAN this evening. The commentators mentioned and then showed clips of these folks. So I google them and found out that they and I quote:

[CODEPINK] emerged out of a desperate desire by a group of American women to stop the Bush administration from invading Iraq. The name CODEPINK plays on the Bush Administration's color-coded homeland security alerts — yellow, orange, red — that signal terrorist threats. While Bush's color-coded alerts are based on fear and are used to justify violence, the CODEPINK alert is a feisty call for women and men to "wage peace."

You can find out more about them here, http://www.codepink4peace.org/index.php

Anyway, to make a long story short, they were BY FAR the most entertaining portion of either of the speeches IMO. Don't believe me? Take a look

One Liner of the Day.........

Sarah Palin is Newt Gingrich in drag




**I only wish I had a picture to accompany this.

Pictures of the Day

Picture of the Day

Gawt Dayum the Democrats!!!

And the phluckery of it all continues.....


Please meet Harriet Christian, yet another AVID HRC supporter that felt is was also her duty to make a complete and utter jackass out of herself (in front of the cameras of course) in the name of all things Clinton. The thing about all of these crazy folks poppin up out of the woodworks is that I totally get that they supported and wanted HRC as the Dem. nominee. I can respect that BUT that part of the process is over. She's not even a contender anymore so why all the uneccessary fuss and tears?! This mess is just ridiculous but yet comical at the same time.

Just for shits and giggles, here's another vid of Ms. Christian defending her actions. Oh yeah, and also explaining why she will not be voting for Barack. *sigh*

That was Presidential??!!

This is video of Ann Price Mills ( a delegate) who was interviewed on CNN after HRC gave her convention speech last night. She is, as you will see, an AVID HRC supporter and even though she didn't flat out say it she feels like her homegirl was robbed of the nomination. Ummm, yeah whatever.....get over it. This lady annoyed me on so many damn levels from her butterfly hair clips to the words coming out of her mouth. How can you be a TRUE democrat yet be faced with such a hard decision as to vote or not to vote??!!! Ho saddown!

This comment someone left on the message boards summed it all up for me:

Hillary's supporters remain upset because they lost to a rookie. She wasn't that great of a politician after all. She had the greatest asset any candidate could want: a spouse-President! Forget about the alleged sexism she received. The national media was pro-Hillary from day 1. She played every GOP trick she could think of & worst of all invoked the tragedy of RFK to justify staying in the race & lied about sniper fire in Bosnia. She's pathetic for that alone. Shame on her "historic" campaign.

Hey You…......

Yeah you crazy lady driving the SUV. The next time someone tells your that’s okay just go with it….mkay? Thanks.

I took the pooches walking yesterday and the particular route I chose to go caused me to have to cross a busy street. I was in no hurry and was demonstrating such by occasionally glancing up to check traffic and looking down at my fingernails when all of a sudden I hear a horn honk. I glance up thinking it was just a disgruntled driver when I see this lady had stopped to apparently let us cross the street. Now this street is a two lane with a turning lane in between to get to the street I wanted to cross to. I look the opposite way like mama ‘nem taught me and see cars coming. I turn back to her smile and mouth “That’s okay” and wave for her to just keep on going. I can be bold but I wasn’t about to risk life, limb, and my babies’ paws just because she said it was okay to cross! What happened next not only shocked me but forced me to go hood in the ‘burbs. This woman, instead of just keeping on like normal folk, then decides that I am not appreciative enough of her random act of kindness and proceeds to pull up to my bumper, roll down her window, and tell me so.

“Kind” Crazy Lady: Hey, I was just trying to let you cross the street!
Me: Yeah, I see that. I also see traffic is coming from the opposite side of the road and didn't feel it was safe.
KCL: So why didn’t you go?
Me: *thinking is the bitch serious?* Are you seriously holding up traffic for this? Didn’t you just hear what the hell I said?
KCL: You could have been gone.
Me: You also could have had your dumb ass at the house a long time ago but instead you chose to ignore my signal for you to get the hell on. Now you’ve held up traffic and pissed off me, my dogs, and the folks behind you. Go home stupid ass!!

**Emma was growling by then again she growls at anything that she doesn’t know so that’s not unusual. Lol

She drove off after that but I was just left there standing dumbfounded by that idiot. I almost turned around and went home but I wasn’t about to let her ruin our walk. I did however find a nice size rock on the ground to chunk at her just in case she came back for round two. I swear I have seen/heard/experienced some crazy stuff in my life but this one ranks right up there near the top of the list. What’s even crazier is that she is a part of the staff or teaches @ my alma mater which is just right up the street. I saw her hangtag through the windshield and just shook my head. Just to think, she could possibly be teaching folks something……that’s a scary thought.