WOW!

We just got back from seeing Serenity. IÂ’m glad Ktreva and I were able to see it. This was a great movie. I absolutely loved it. If you like Sci-Fi, Westerns and especially if you like both, you will love this movie. We both left the theater absolutely loving this movie. If you get a chance to go see it, IÂ’d recommend it, especially if you are a Firefly fan. If you never saw an episode of Firefly youÂ’ll still be able to understand what is going on. Ktreva didnÂ’t watch as much of the series as I did and she still was able to follow what was going on and enjoy the movie.

It was a mix between action and comedy that just worked. A lot of one-liners that had the entire audience laughing and action scenes that kept your attention. The story line was great, the special effects where damn good and the acting was some of the best by the entire cast that IÂ’ve seen in a movie. There were some scenes I wish they had elaborated on. Sure some of the plot was a little predictable, but I havenÂ’t seen a movie in the last 10 years that isnÂ’t.

We liked this movie so much we could have gone and seen it for a second time tonight if we had the time to do so.

For those of you that havenÂ’t seen the movie IÂ’m putting the spoilers in the extended entry. SO DONÂ’T READ ANY FURTHER IF YOU DONÂ’T WANT TO KNOW ANYMORE UNTIL YOUÂ’VE SEEN THE MOVIE!!! more...

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I donÂ’t have a lot to say today. Well I do, but IÂ’m not burdening everyone with it. My little idiosyncratic bullshit is not something that anyone would find interesting. LetÂ’s just say IÂ’m having the type of day that most people are wont to avoid.

Have you ever had a day so bad that you swear that every mentally myopic megalomaniac in your life is intentionally trying to piss you off? Well I have many individuals that meet that criterion at work. Throw in friends and family that seem to intentionally trying to piss you off and there you goÂ… my day.

It doesn’t help that Murphy’s Law is using me as a whipping boy either. Every time I am hit with, “good” news there is a tremendous he-bitch man-slap of “bad” that goes with it. Let me give you an example; I’ve been having problems with the data on one of the reports that is provided to me, it’s incorrect. I understand that, the team that releases it understands that, my peers/manager know it, but don’t understand it. Today, after 4 months of incessantly telling my peers/manager that it is wrong and trying to get them to assist me in getting it corrected; it is being fixed. HOWEVER! (AHA! I knew it was coming!) I have to go back and manually correct all the data for the last 4 months. Apparently, it has to be I that does it because I’m the only one that understands the damn report. The sad part is that this report only has an inappreciable relationship to my position.

Tonight I think IÂ’m going to go home and have a long talk with John Daniels. No, I donÂ’t mean Jack, when youÂ’ve known him as long as I have you call him John.

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1 Just don't introduce him to your nostrils when your kid says something funny

Posted by: caltechgirl at September 29, 2005 03:40 PM (Eb5t4)

2 It's appletini night in Tammi's world. It must be the moon - I had the same kind of day.

Posted by: Tammi at September 29, 2005 09:31 PM (N5DRc)

3 I hope you had an extra sniff for me... Only 2 hours sleep last night. Must be something... moon, weather, the government (jj)

Posted by: VW Bug at September 30, 2005 06:57 AM (J3xJ9)

4 Well, as T1G would say ... it *was* "Tard's Day", ya know! Sounds like you got your share of Tards ... and mine ... and my neighbor's ...

Posted by: Barb at September 30, 2005 11:56 AM (u8Zgq)

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Harvey of Bad Example is turning 39 on the 14th. His only request for his birthday was pictures of partial to fully naked boobies, titties, juberlies, jugs, gazangas, ta-tas, fun bags, dirty pillows, golden bozos female breasts.

Normally, I don't post pictures like thatÂ…. on this site. However, since Harvey was one of the three people to influence me to start a blog, I thought I would comply with his wishes. Plus I have met him in person and he is generally a good guy. Oh, and now that he is 39, TNT is going to trade him in for a younger model. That means heÂ’s going to need something to keep him busy at night.

HereÂ’s to you Harvey! Happy Birthday!

The picture is in the extended entry. To quote the birthday boy himself, “moderately safe for work, but difficult to explain."

UPDATE: Harvey has his official birthday post up. more...

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Bou of Boudiccas Voice, my blog mama-sis, is celebrating her 20th birthday Version 21 today. Everyone should go over and wish her a happy birthday... and inquire what Jesus was like as a child. (hiding)

Also...

CalTechGirl of Not Exactly Rocket Science is requesting good luck wishes for an impending job interview today. As promised, I'm giving her both barrels of good luck... until kick off tonight, because I can't concentrate on anything except the game when football is on.

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A very strange incident happened to me on Tuesday. That was the day Clone was sick and I had to stay home to take care of him. We ended up going to the grocery store to pick up some items to help himÂ… Tylenol, Gatorade (He hates Pedialyte), milk, etc. The whole trip to the store went just fine, it wasnÂ’t until we left that I had an issue.

I was putting Clone into his car seat in the truck. My cartful of items that I just purchased was right next to me. Just as I started belting Clone in, this old guy walks up and starts to take my cart. I grabbed it and the following conversation occurred.

Me, “Excuse me, that’s my cart. I’m not finished with it yet.”

Old guy, “This is my cart, you took it!”

Me, “ No, that is my cart. I just bought those items in the store.”

Old guy, “You took my cart! This is my stuff.”

Me, “If you look in the cart you will see it is definitely not your stuff, I’m not thinking that at your age you will be needing Children’s Tylenol.”

Old Guy, (not even looking in the cart) “I didn’t buy any Children’s Tylenol!”

As I could feel my temper starting to get the best of me, I was getting ready to whip out my wallet and show him the receipt for the items. Just then a young guy comes walking up. When I say younger, I mean younger then the old guy. Then again, from the looks of the old guy, he probably played with Jesus as a child, so just about anyone was younger then him. The new guy the came over was about my age. At first, I thought this guy was going to start giving me crap for, “stealing from an old man”. Then he says to the old guy, “Grandpa, this is not your cart. This cart belongs to this gentleman.”

He then turns to me and says, “I’m so sorry. My grandfather has senior dementia and gets confused easily. I was just putting our groceries in the car when he wandered off. He’s didn’t mean any harm. He just thought this was his cart.” The old guy apologized and looked confused.

Everything made sense at that point. I told the younger guy it was no problems and told the old guy there were no hard feelings. To help ease his ego I added an, “Don’t worry about it; it’s an easy mistake to make. I’m sure it happens all the time to everyone.”

My grandmother on my fatherÂ’s side had AlzheimerÂ’s and Senior Dementia. It wasnÂ’t difficult for me to understand the guyÂ’s predicament. Whom I really feel bad for is the grandson. ItÂ’s only going to get worse. I saw my grandmother for the last time when I was about 14. She didnÂ’t die until I was 22. She lived about 8 hours away where most of the rest of my FatherÂ’s family lived. We would go up there at least twice a year to visit my relatives, but I refused to go with to see grandma. ItÂ’s not that I didnÂ’t love her, it was because of what happened the last time I saw her.

She was in the nursing home and we walked into her room. As soon as she saw me, she started yelling and screaming about how I had left her there and why would I do that to her. It didn’t take long for everyone in the room (My parents, two aunts and uncles and my younger sister) to realize she thought I was my father. She started calling me by his name, even though he was standing right next to me. She said something like, “If you really cared about me, you wouldn’t have let your brother put me in here.”

It was a horrible visage of a woman that I always remembered as being kind and caring. After we left, I made my parents promise never to make me go visit her again. That was not how I wanted to remember my grandmother. Unfortunately that is the last, but not strongest, memory that I have of her.

I just hope something like that doesnÂ’t happen to this grandson.

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