Fuzzy Butt (ie: Monkey) heard my cry and tagged me.
SEVEN THINGS!!!!
Which reminds me of a joke, which I'll tell:
A blonde, a redhead, and a brunette walk into a bar. Redhead asks the bartender for a BL.
"What's a BL?" asks bartender.
"Duh! A Bud Light!"
The redhead asks for an ML.
"What's an ML?" asks bartender.
"Duh! A Miller Light!"
The blonde asks for a fifteen.
"What's a fifteen?" asks the bartender.
"DUH! A seven and seven!" says the blonde.
And now, onward...
Seven Things I Say Most Often:
1. I know, right?
2. I'm goin' out for a smoky treat.
3. I could use some coffee.
4. Where's my lighter? Have you seen my lighter?
5. All your base are belong to us
6. I think I'm sick. Do I look sick? I feel sick.
7. Delilah, get down!
Seven Things I Plan to Do Before I Die
1. Go to Florida. I've never been.
2. Make a lot of people laugh at once.
3. Meet Kurt Vonnegut
4. Take a Blue Train ride
5. Tell Oprah to shove off
6. Go to Paris
7. Tell the guy downstairs to please park his truck somewhere other than one foot away from our driveway.
Seven Things I Can Do
1. Ride a motorcycle
2. Dance
3. Write
4. Whistle and hum at the same time
5. Contort my ankles, knees, elbows and all finger joints
6. Touch my tongue to my nose...and then some
7. Dishes
Seven Things That Attract Me to Another Person:
1. Empathy
2. Money
3. Sincerity
4. Nice eyes (and by eyes, I mean butt)
5. Humor
6. Integrity
7. I was kidding about number two.
Seven Things I Can't Do
1. Work at Georgia Department of Corrections ever again.
2. Fit into a suitcase
3. Listen to Rush (for all Rush fans, you're so gonna love this link)
4. Do a cartwheel
5. Stop talking.
6. Cook
7. Take a joke
Celebrity Crushes
1. Kayne West
2. Michael
3. Katie
4. My Mom (no, not that way)
5. My Dad
6. Monkey
7. Spinning Girl
What? They are stars to me. Actually, I HATE celebrities of many types, so...there you go!
Name: Fritz
Location: Detroit Rock City!
Where the weak are killed and eaten
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The Worm Whisperer
Miss Yarnhead
Inane Anna
Teach me, Arachnae
A Woman for All Seasons
Stuntmother
Somewhere in Middle America
Knitty Kitty
Kimberlina Ballerina
Super Uber MILF
Death Wore A Feathered Mullet
Miss Kendra's Golden State
Boobs McGillicutty
Corley's Blue Texas
Sysm's Systemic Statements
Nick's Sac
Jiggs Casey
Jamwall
A Dude and His Dogs in Detroit
Miss Yarnhead
Inane Anna
Teach me, Arachnae
A Woman for All Seasons
Stuntmother
Somewhere in Middle America
Knitty Kitty
Kimberlina Ballerina
Super Uber MILF
Death Wore A Feathered Mullet
Miss Kendra's Golden State
Boobs McGillicutty
Corley's Blue Texas
Sysm's Systemic Statements
Nick's Sac
Jiggs Casey
Jamwall
A Dude and His Dogs in Detroit
To Paint a Picture
Now, Michael is taking a break from projects, and ...
All of this lay before Michael's Jackson Pollock c...
No, it's not blood. It's red paint, turned pink t...
The aftermath
The beginning of a beautiful ceiling.
Standing At the Edge...
Briefly...
What the Heck?
Devi as Vaishnodevi...Shakti Hinduism...I got Lost...
Now, Michael is taking a break from projects, and ...
All of this lay before Michael's Jackson Pollock c...
No, it's not blood. It's red paint, turned pink t...
The aftermath
The beginning of a beautiful ceiling.
Standing At the Edge...
Briefly...
What the Heck?
Devi as Vaishnodevi...Shakti Hinduism...I got Lost...
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What I Live By:
We shall not cease from exploration And the end of all our exploring Will be to arrive where we started And know the place for the first time. Through the unknown, unremembered gate When the last of earth left to discover Is that which was the beginning; At the source of the longest river The voice of the hidden waterfall And the children in the apple-tree Not known, because not looked for But heard, half-heard, in the stillness Between two waves of the sea. Quick now, here, now, alwaysâ A condition of complete simplicity (Costing not less than everything) And all shall be well and All manner of thing shall be well When the tongues of flame are in-folded Into the crowned knot of fire And the fire and the rose are one. -T.S. Eliot "Little Gidding"
We shall not cease from exploration And the end of all our exploring Will be to arrive where we started And know the place for the first time. Through the unknown, unremembered gate When the last of earth left to discover Is that which was the beginning; At the source of the longest river The voice of the hidden waterfall And the children in the apple-tree Not known, because not looked for But heard, half-heard, in the stillness Between two waves of the sea. Quick now, here, now, alwaysâ A condition of complete simplicity (Costing not less than everything) And all shall be well and All manner of thing shall be well When the tongues of flame are in-folded Into the crowned knot of fire And the fire and the rose are one. -T.S. Eliot "Little Gidding"