Today when I was at the grocery store, in the self check out part, because it is way more fun, I saw this couple with a watermelon and they were saying to the kid that monitors like eight of the self scanners:

"Can you take this off our bill, we don't want it, it's ELEVEN dollars"

NOT

"There must be something wrong here this watermelon scanned as eleven dollars"

They actually thought a watermelon the size of a canteloupe was ELEVEN dollars.

I don't know maybe it's just me.

Well, well, two days on the dating website and I run into someone I know.

Hey!!!

How are you? I haven't seen you in ages. I see you are still so beautiful!

How is your search going? I haven't had any luck. A few people chatting on MSN, other than that it has been pretty crappy.

I can't believe you are still single... Or are you?

We should go out for a drink sometime... What do you think?


Ha ha, he says "Or are you?"

Other than that, how very sweet.

I don't know if I am going to meet Mr. Right on this thing, but some of the guys are just too ridiculous not to share with you. Let me know if any of these lines are working for you and I will hook you up.

"I have my deploma in journalism. I describe everything as we talk to long to type inthis box"
Ewe hav a deploma in journalism? Me to.


"eye-luv-2-kiss-do-u.?"
Pfffffft.


"new on this site just checkin out..attracted to witty intteligent women with a zest for life..energetic hard working with a greek backround guy..lol"

LOL huh? I fail to see the humour except for the fact that you spelled intelligent wrong.

"The dancing green guy is Mr Hanke!!"

No idea what this means. Anyone?

I have a few tips for you guys out there looking for a girl online.

Put a shirt on.
Don't refer to yourself as "Hollywood" or "Stallion"
Post a picture of yourself where you don't look like a serial killer (if one has ever been taken).
Put a shirt on.

You can click this.

Yes, I figured out how to make a button for my photoblog.
Figured out = Copied Leesa's button and changed the link and the picture.

Now I just have to "figure out" how to move my blog main page and sidebar over two inches because they look like they are being sucked off of my screen.

My newest nickname for my dog is Doogie Rough Howser. He's like a linebacker the way he charges at me sometimes. Linebackers charge right?

Other than that, I signed up for a dating site, it was free and my friend forced me to (kinda), but it seems very scary to me. I don't like the whole strange men wanting to meet thing. Maybe we can just always be email pals. Speaking of strange men, I'm gonna call you soon Jeff.

Why can't I cut and paste into blogger anymore??????

My washing machine's spin cycle is broken now so I guess I am going to have to wear dirty clothes or hold the sopping wet ones in my hands and spin around really fast. FAHK.

If you take a picture of someone unknowingly, can you use it as art? Can you sell it? The paparazzi do it so I guess I answered my own question. Or maybe not. Do you own your own image? Anybody?

This is a post from last night...and I took out the barfing part because obviously it wasn't clear.

I am tired because some nimwit thought that Monday morning at 5:45 a.m. was a GREAT time to start up HIS really loud machine. I know it was a him, I just know it. If I had a gun in my house, you know for protection from burglars and stuff, there is no telling what I would have done.

5:45

A.M.

Poor Pluto.

OMG. I thought my blog birthday was August 24th but I just checked and it was really August 18th. So I am now two years and 4 days old.

So in honour of my belated 2nd blogaversary here are a few of my favourites (you have to scroll up a bit on each one because it goes right to the comments - I wouldn't say I have learned much technically in the past two years):

My attempt at writing poetry like Rosie O'Donnell

I was getting half naked before I knew about HNT

My D.N.A. revealed (top secret)

Stupid things I say

Half Naked (nekkid)

Half Naked (nekkid)

Sweet letter

Half Naked (nekkid)

Me from A-Zed

The Paparazzi

My rules for 2006

Half Naked (nekkid)

A quiz about me

The gay debate


I love blogging more than anything. Well, more than most things.

Two years ago I would have never suspected that I would meet so many cool people, learn so much, and have a fucking awesome time doing it.

Peace bloggy peeps. Peace.

Hi again Robin,

We are using your images for Fall Sideroads 2006 and I'm in the process of sorting and editing to decide which ones I'll publish. In the meantime, do you have a photo of yourself that we can use? I'd like you to send in a bit of a bio to say who you are, your photographic background and perhaps (after I select the images) a bit of technical info.

Yay!

You are Wonder Woman

You are a beautiful princess
with great strength of character.

I know you want to know who you are, don't deny it

Na na na na na na na Wonder Womaaaan!

Steve has gone mad.

Seems my little subtitle "Being P.C. is for pussies" has upset some people.

Let me explain the way I see things.

Hatred is not the opposite of "politically correct".

There are people that are quite nasty and hateful that are very proficient at being politically correct.

Then there are the mindless sheep that just follow the rules and say "Uh okay I will say or not say what I am told to".

I am in another category.

I question what I am told to say and why I am told to say it.

If all women were politically correct in the past we wouldn't be where we are today.

So fuck your political correctness. I will say what I believe.

Charlie got neutered today...

Why Male Dogs Are Neutered - Intact male dogs (those not neutered) are prone to a number of annoying behaviors that are directly related to testosterone production. Behaviors such as urine marking; mounting other dogs, objects, and people; roaming in search of females; and aggression toward other male dogs are all caused by testosterone. Having the dog neutered, thus eliminating testosterone production, greatly reduces these behaviors, as well as decreases the animal's level of stress.

Maybe we should start neutering male humans, like say for example George Bush.

Are you a garage person or a backyard person?

Why?

My answer:

I am a backyard person because I have no idea why anyone would rather hang out in their garage, except maybe if there is a fridge in there, with Stellas in it.

You Are Number 4 - The Individualist

You are sensitive and intuitive, with others and yourself.
You are creative and dreamy, dramatic and unpredictable.
You're emotionally honest, real, and easily hurt.
Totally expressive, others always know exactly how you feel.

What Number Are You?

Capricorn Horoscope for week of August 10, 2006

Recently my nine-year-old bike has developed an unfortunate glitch. When I ride up hills, and only when I ride up hills, the chain periodically gets lodged in the transmission mechanism. If I act quickly, taking action the instant I hear the incipient grinding noise, there's something I can do to fix the problem and keep from lurching to a halt: I have to temporarily pedal backwards; doing that frees the chain from its stuck place. So picture this scene: As I ascend, I'm able to push forward for long stretches, but now and then have to pedal in reverse, slipping backward a few feet. From what I can tell, Capricorn, this is similar to the rhythm your life has right now. It's OK to bitch about it, as I do during my travail, but you should also feel grateful for the way it's building your strength and character.

P.S. I predict you will reach the top by September.

Well thank fuck for that.

Want yours?

I have nothing to say just wanted to move along.

Let's see, it's Saturday and my dog ate through one of the straps of my bra that I so sillily left on the couch in my room so now I am going to go and buy a new one, not that I don't have other bras but this one was my favourite.

Also I am going to clean my kitchen.

Isn't your brain so much more enriched for knowing this?

Nome said...
What's up with using gay as a synonym for lame? That's too sad for words.
2:04 AM

Nome said...
Am I the only one who notices these 'gay' references with substantial distress?
2:06 AM

Binsk said...
Whatever...I like to say gay and it has nothing to do with a hatred towards homosexuals so chill out. Actually it has nothing to do with homosexuals at all. I suppose I can't use the word queer anymore either?
10:37 AM

Binsk said...
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gay
11:00 AM

Binsk said...
I'm taking it back Nome.
11:00 AM

Binsk said...
Check out the part on COMMONLY ACCEPTED usage towards the bottom of the Wikipedia page.

People that say hubby, as in "hubby and I like this" or "hubby and I went out to a movie" make me want to rip out their hair and shove it in their gay ass mouths.

Okay, I don't feel that violent about it, I was being dramatic for comedy's sake, but really who says that that isn't some annoyingly high voiced, prissy, animal sweater wearing, mope?

Or maybe it's just that *somebody* needs a hubby.

Oh that's right, I zing myself before you can.

I did this a long time ago and I think I got the same results:

My Personal Dna Report

It's pretty interesting if you like gay internet quizzes.

My new nickname for my dog is puppamuppalous. Cute right? I think it's his new fave actually.
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Saw Clerks II last night and really liked it. I mean there were some weird parts, but overall it was enjoyable with burst out laughing parts sprinkled throughout. I'd tell you some of my favourite lines but I don't want to ruin it for anyone.
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Currently I am reading the book "Natural Cures 'They' Don't Want You To Know About" by that infomercial guy Kevin Trudeau. I don't think he's a quack at all, I think this book is FULL of really good advice.

I'm going to get rid of my microwave tomorrow and I am off the fast food and non-organic red meat period. No I am not overreacting, I've just been doing a lot of reading on natural health lately and I see the same things over and over.

Also I am going to try to be nicer. Really.
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I still have the live feeds for Big Brother Allstars. I'm just glad it will be over in a month because I am having problems tearing myself away.

Is it too much to ask for people to shut the fuck up until at least 8 a.m. on a Saturday morning?

I know it's a beautiful day but do we all have to start enjoying it as soon as you and your selfish face are up?

And to the crow who screeched like your head was on fire this morning at 6 a.m. I am getting a bb gun.

I'm going to the farmer's market now. I love farmer's markets.

Silence for more than 5 seconds means my dog is eating something he shouldn't. Today it was a cricket. Poor little Jiminey.

CHECK OUT THIS SITE.

The table of contents is in the left margin, and you gotta be in the mood to read, but I would say it's worth it.

Look at me! I'm a Cyberian!

"To laugh often and much;
to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children;
to earn the appreciation of honest critics
and endure the betrayal of false friends;
to appreciate beauty;
to find the best in others;
to leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child,
a garden patch or a redeemed social condition;
to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived.
This is to have succeeded."
~ Emerson