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May 10, 2004

The new John Wayne...

Is a Chinese guy.

Ya just gotta respect a guy who does what this one did.

He did exactly the right thing.

Shame she can't be locked up forever for the attempted murder.
The asswit.

Posted by: Stevie at 01:41 PM | Comments (7) | Add Comment | Trackbacks (Suck)

Just a quick note...

I'm finally letting myself check out these 'mystery tapes' I have. I'm CERTAIN I have the real "Stepford Wives" and "Mommie Dearest" on the same tape, unlabelled, of course, because I remember the load of shit I had to hear when I taped 'em.

"Whaaat? You watchin' that AGAIN?"

Aaaanyway... I haven't seen that tape for a while and everytime I find another unlabelled tape, I add it to the pile for when I get done cleaning.

Well, last night, I finally stuck one in.

This one is "I love the 80's strikes back"...
I really, basically hated the 80's. They sucked.
But, Hal Sparks is adorable, so I taped it.

Now... my point is this:

I HATE BOY-GEORGE!
Yes, I really wanna hurt him, yes, I really wanna make him cry.
Can't be too hard to do, the freak.

Has anyone seen him lately?
He went from looking like Demi Moore in "St. Elmo's Fire" (at Kirby's party at that politicians house and at the bar the night they all went to see Billy's band), to looking like he has his head shoved into a ugly-assed bird cage.
What in the name of all that is holy is fuckin' WRONG with that... that... that THING?

And, just what in HELL is a karma chameleon, anyway?
Jerk.

Speaking of jerks... someone needs to quit lettin' Gilbert Gottfried out of his cage, too.

God, I HATE the 80's.

And, don't even get me started on the utter DRECK that passed for music.

Gaaaahhhhhh... *shudder*

Posted by: Stevie at 12:39 PM | Comments (9) | Add Comment | Trackbacks (Suck)

May 09, 2004

Okay, Great. Bret just pea-ed on me...

Siiigh.

What is UP with my cats lately?
Yesterday, they tried to kill the keyboard and just a little while ago, Bret pea-ed on me.
And, on the floor.
And my chair.
Even got one in the drawer.

Here's another lil tip for ya's....

Never set a plate with about half a servingspoonful of peas left on it on top of two small brass things behind ya on the counter, til ya get a chance to put it away later.

Bret'll take care of it for you, if you do.

What she'll do is wait til you've kinda forgotten it and are nearly unconscious gettin' yer feets squished, all laid back in your chair, then she'll try to see what's on it and basically THROW it on ya, scaring the SHIT outta ya and, in the process, pea-ing everywhere.

It's reeeeeal fun.

This is, of course, AFTER I dip the ends of my hair in the Cheddar Bacon potato mix before I baked it.

At least the chicken and gizzards haven't given me any trouble... yet.


Now. Anybody wanna guess what I hafta go do?
Again?

I'll be back sooner or later.

Peas.
(Just not on me.)
(Cause I'm here to tell ya, it is in fact better to be pissed off than pea-ed on.)

Posted by: Stevie at 11:17 PM | Comments (10) | Add Comment | Trackbacks (Suck)

May 08, 2004

My cat, my ditziness and my cuppa coffee tried to take me out...

Here's a little tip for y'all.

Never EVER set a full cup of coffee less than six inches from your keyboard and then open a can of cat food.

If ya do, your herd of cats may do this "waterfall" kinda thing across the keyboard, to the edge of the desk and LEAP to the cabinet thing you feed them on, in the process somehow pushing offa yer cuppa coffee, thereby causing it to schooch back, into the keyboard itself and splashing coffee across half of it.
THEN, unless ya have Paul's home number, yer kinda screwed.

However, I do have his number so I can pass along what I learned.

Whatcha do is, dismantle the whole thing. Bear in mind there are approximately 1,295 screws throughout the thing. After you get it allll apart, you clean all of it. Just wipe it all down with a barely damp cloth and let it get reeeeally dry. Then, ya put it all back together.
Now, here's a secret to making sure it works:

DON'T PUT ALL THE SCREWS BACK IN.

I did that the first time and it didn't work. The keyboard responded to keys being poked, but by opening mail programs and closing Moz and shit like that. So, after I re-removed all 1,295 screws and just looked at it for a minute and invoked the name of Paul a coupla times, I put it all back together again with ONLY ENOUGH SCREWS TO HOLD IT TOGETHER TO TEST IT.

It works now.

AND, I have a buncha extra computer "parts" now.
Screws. Lots and lots of screws.

I'mina go clean the kitchen now.

Peace.

Posted by: Stevie at 05:42 PM | Comments (14) | Add Comment | Trackbacks (Suck)

May 07, 2004

Quick question...

Hi, Dad. Just saw your two comments and now I have yet another question.

If this war is over WMD and oil, what, if anything, have we done to anyone about what was done on 9/11?
That's all I wanna know. Right this second, it's all I care about. I realize I have to get this cast of characters straight. That's gonna be fun, what with the Iraqi's, Muslims, Islamics, the Taliban and AlQeda, or however the hell it's spelled. (Like I care about insulting BinLaden by getting it wrong...*snort*)

I'll probably call ya later for a history lesson, but for now:

What have we done to anyone about 9/11?

Some(lotsa)bodies need to DIE for that. Let alone be embarrassed.

What have we done?
And, to whom?

Gonna run to the store right quick.

Be back in a few.

Peace (please... someday.)

Posted by: Stevie at 10:34 PM | Comments (10) | Add Comment | Trackbacks (Suck)

May 06, 2004

In case anyone is wondering...

This is where my anger, no... RAGE comes from.

Go watch that. It's HUGE and it takes a while to load, but just watch it.
And REMEMBER.
THEN tell me about how 'humiliating' those prisoners makes our guys the same as terrorists.
Tell me how "wrong" they are.
Tell me all about that "moral high road" that leads to this kinda shit.
Tell me, again, how we shouldn't be 'too rash' or 'too quick' to condemn.

IF you can even speak.

THIS is what it's really about.
For me, anyway.

Posted by: Stevie at 08:11 PM | Comments (21) | Add Comment | Trackbacks (Suck)

Good Grief....

I just spent almost an hour making my Dad go balder than he already is discussing this shit.

I must just be some kinda nut. I dunno. I'm still of the opinion that our guys are our guys and we do NOT prosecute them for doing whatever it takes to get what they can outta these chucklefucks.

THEN, something tells me to check my email and I find Dan, Snow, Rei and Sam have replied. Thank you one and all.

Posted by: Stevie at 06:23 PM | Comments (12) | Add Comment | Trackbacks (Suck)

SonofaBITCH!!!

I friggin' THOUGHT so. I didn't want to believe it, but... Jesus Christ. I was pissed enough this morning thinking that our guys are gonna be prosecuted for bitch-slapping these towelheads. It's really over psychological interrogation techniques?

My aching ass.

I saw a picture of some dipshit prisoner wearing a hood and having what looked like a string of Christmas lights hangin' off him, standing on a stool. The caption under the picture said it was a prisoner who had been told that if he fell or stepped offa what he was standing on, he'd die.

Posted by: Stevie at 01:45 PM | Comments (21) | Add Comment | Trackbacks (Suck)

Okay, I'm confused again...

Of course I am. It's fuckin' POLITICS again.

As I've been cleaning the holy hell outta this house, I do take breaks and I have been on here some and something everybody's talking about has me... confused.
(Meaning pissed and wondering.)

Posted by: Stevie at 01:18 AM | Comments (11) | Add Comment | Trackbacks (Suck)

May 05, 2004

Update...

Still at it. Details, mostly at this point.

While I'd love to post everything I did, the list of what's left to do is shorter, plus I can't even remember everything I've done.
Left to do is:
The kitchen-this is mostly the floor, but also some wiping down.
Mudroom closet-just a buncha shit that needs to go to the shed.
Petey's house-birdcage. (Oooh, I haven't seen THAT movie lately.)
Stuart Big's house-rat cage.
Carport-a few boxes out there that need to be sorted and either put in the shed or tossed.
Hugh's house-Rabbit cage.
Vacuuming-Have been and will be for foreseeable future. Every. five. minutes.
Wash flags-this means my State of Ga. flag, the POW one and the biker one.
Nail up halter and bridle hangers made of horseshoes.

This is the list... so far.
Lord knows, I'll probably add to it.

In the meantime, I have a new house!
Only thing is, right now I can't decide whether to keep pluggin' or go to bed.

Hmmmm...

Either way, I hope everybody's doin' good.
Except for feeling beat on, I am.

Peace.

Posted by: Stevie at 11:48 PM | Comments (7) | Add Comment | Trackbacks (Suck)

May 04, 2004

To save time...

Just in case yer wondering, here's the next few on the playlist.

After The Bee Gees, we'll be switching to...

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Or maybe...

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Unless I find this guy, wherever the hell I left him last...

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After all this, who knows?

Could be anybody from Larry Gatlin to Barry White. I'll hafta see how much voice I have left. The way it already feels, I'm thinking Barry. I've been going for so long, talking and singing so much, I already sound like Suzanne Pleshette.
At the rate I'm going, I'm gonna sound like Bowser, from Sha-Na-Na, by midnight.

Or Froggy from the Little Rascals.
(No, never Alfalfa, Wise-ass.)

Okay, "Blame It On Broadway" is on.
Gotta go.

Peace.

Posted by: Stevie at 05:35 PM | Comments (8) | Add Comment | Trackbacks (Suck)

Next up. we have...

These guys...

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I don't care.
You KNOW they still kick ass.


Posted by: Stevie at 05:00 PM | Comments (12) | Add Comment | Trackbacks (Suck)

Just because...

I'm doing this for two reasons.

Because I'm listening to the Beatles and I love this guy...

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And, to make Mike gag, cause I wuv him, too...

*stands ground and picks up bucket of used rinse water as opposed to ducking and running off laughing*

Yessss, Mikey?
(lmao, like Nicholson)

Posted by: Stevie at 04:09 PM | Comments (10) | Add Comment | Trackbacks (Suck)

I'm really getting there, but...

For everything I get done, I find two more things that oughta be done, too.

Mudroom floor is done. As is the hallway that goes past it from outside to the livingroom. And the steps. And the walls and the front door.

I'm down to the last two loads of wash. This includes, of course, curtains and rugs.

I'm about to do a little re-arranging of some shit in this room. Then, there's the bathroom floor, the kitchen floor, the catboxes (picking... they've been cleaned), the few things in the mudroom closet that need to go out to the shed, a few more lil things in the carport that need to go there too, and a roof for the dog pen.

I also figured out how to max the volume on this pooter and now have the Beatles so loud my hair is flying back behind me in the sound waves.

Oh, and I figured I'd better explain one thing from yesterday. The front-end loader was mostly used to cart away shit from outta the shed and the carport. There was about two loads of just crap in here that I'd 'collected', but it is GONE!!! Yeah!
I figure anything I haven't seen or used for so long I forgot I even had it, I must not need that damned bad.

Also, I love cats, but...
I seem to be becoming more like my Blog-Pappy with every bucketful of Lysol-water I use. More and more often, I'm hearing myself say things like, "I swear to Gawd, I'mina kill a cat in about a minnit...", as I scrub yet another surface or, to the tomcats "God damn it, y'all! Git outta this house!! Next cat who sprays, PAYS!!!" or, to random people pretty much everywhere I've been the last day or so, "Hey!! You!! Wanna cat?"
I love my (got-damned, mutha fuckin') cats.
All 927 of the little bastards.

Sighhhh.

Okay. Back to it while I've got "Yellow Submarine" to clean in time to.

Peace.

Fade out to the chorus of "YS"...

"We all live in a yellow submarine..."
(Yes, Ringo. I know it has seemed that way. That's what I'm trying to change...)

"Sky of blue, floor of clean..."

Posted by: Stevie at 03:58 PM | Comments (9) | Add Comment | Trackbacks (Suck)

May 03, 2004

'ello, 'ello, 'ello....

How is everybody?

Sorry I haven't been on here the last day or so, but...
I've really, truly, actually been CLEAN cleaning this house. This started out with a rug shampooer and has included, so far, all manner of hand tools and heavy equipment, including a front-end loader. Yes. Literally. A front-end loader.

Rather than spend the rest of the day going over what's been done, let me tell ya what's left...

A bit of wash
Curtain re-hanging
Doing everything that's remotely legal to do to a floor to get it 'eat-off-it' clean, or as close as possible. This, by the way, would be the mudroom floor, so it ain't gonna be a cakewalk or anything.
Putting all the shit back from the shampooing yesterday
A few dishes
General tweaking to as close to 'perfect' as I can get it.

I should be done by the end of the day... keeping in mind, of course, that sometimes my 'days' ARE 48 hours long...

Anyhow... this house is almost brand new, I love it and everything else is also going good.

Oh, by the way..

COULD EVERYONE WHO WAS HERE ON THE 30TH PLEASE COME BACK OVER AND SEE THIS PLACE THE WAY GOD INTENDED IT TO BE?
Thank you. I'll be waiting with coffee made.

Aaaanyway... back to it. I haven't even touched this pooter, except to shut it down and unplug the phone cord to get it outta the way, since... since... two days ago? Wow.
I'm impressed.
And, see? I am NOT surgically attached to this thing, you two guys, you!!! (That'd be Ricky-poo and Whore-hay...)

I'm off to finish.
Talk atcha's later.

I hope everybody's doing at least as good as I am... and then some.

Peace.

Posted by: Stevie at 02:46 PM | Comments (8) | Add Comment | Trackbacks (Suck)

May 01, 2004

Jesus... if I'd have known turning 41 was gonna be so awesome...

I'd have done it every year.

Have ya ever had so much you wanted to say, all at the same time, you just can't say anything yet?
Well... that's where I am right now.

My head feels like a topic tornado. So many things all wantin' to come out at once.
And...all of it's GOOD!
Now, there's a first, eh?

I think my biggest problem is that I'm not sure where to start. Then, I'm not sure how to impart some of the info. (That it's good info, doesn't necessarily mean 'easy to get out properly' info... ya know?) Then there's the whole "I still can't quite comprehend it all myself, yet" thing.

Actually, the 'where to start' part I have figured out, to some extent.

With you guys.
This blog and the people I've met through it are just incredible.

I want to thank every one of you who wished me a happy birthday and let ya's know...It worked! It was happy... and then some. (To put it mildly.)
And, what I'd really like to do is HUG every one of you guys.

Short of that, the next best thing I can do is work out a post to tell you all about it that's as close to as wonderful as it really was... and still is.
Which is what I'm gonna try to do.

Knowing me and the way my brain works (when it does), I may have a few other random things to say before I get all that said, so... *shrug* Ya know?

Tell ya this much tho.. I used to think days were endless and time just dragged and took waaay to long to pass.
Not anymore.
Now, I almost wish there were about 36 hours in a day and, far from just waiting for the relief of death, I hope I never do that, right now. (That is subject to change, at least once a month for a few days in a week, okay?)

I feel more alive now and like I have more opportunites and potential to make some kinda difference somewhere for someone... or two... or even 10 than I can ever remember feeling before.
I can matter.... maybe even to me. Wow. What a concept.
I'm still trying to get a handle on it.

So, I think I'm gonna go work on that for a bit.
I'll be back.

I love you guys.
Thank you once again.

For everything.
(Retroactive to the first day I wrote the first sentence in the first incarnation of this blog.)
I already know that every step a person has ever taken is what led them to where they are now, so... every one of YOU has helped me get to where I am right now.
"Thank you" doesn't even start to cover it.

Peace...

Posted by: Stevie at 11:18 AM | Comments (14) | Add Comment | Trackbacks (Suck)

April 30, 2004

Want cake dammit!

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And presents.

And chocolate.

To go with my case of Tequila Rose. You did get me the Tequila Rose, right?

Ooooh, and comments.... lots of comments. I expect at least 41 birthday wishes; one for each year. Like candles on my cake, only better.

When does Bret get here? I want my special birthday striptease too!!


Edited May 1: To remove goofy birthday songs from autoplay. If you wanna hear the last one, here it is (284kb wav) for a little while longer.

Stevie, I told you it was dangerous to give logins to untrustworthy people! Happy birhtday darlin'.

Posted by: TBT at 11:04 AM | Comments (25) | Add Comment | Trackbacks (Suck)

Happy Barf-day to me...

It just hit me again...
I'm in the middle, somewhere, of cleaning like the old 'white tornado' and I just realized it again.
Birfday's here agin.

However...

The year, I'm starting a new policy. Where I was 40 last year, this year, insteada being 41, I've decided to be 39 again. Next year, I'll be 38 and so on, til I'm around 14 again, then I'll start back up and see if I can get it right this time.

Lotsa minutes later....

Oh my friggin Gawd...

I cannot believe who just IM-ed me. Remember I've mentioned Gia Carangi, that beautiful model from here in Bucks Co? Well, a guy who I've always thought of as one of her closest friends, from all I've read, had an email address that I tripped across one night, many months ago. I dropped him a short note just to say "Hi" and that I love Gia myself and all and bing!
He just popped up on YIM a bit ago...
I am freakin'!

Ohmigod...what a birthday this is turning into.

Then, I get this email from Dan at Lobowalk and the Lobowalk T-shirt he sent should be here soon!

Still have my cell on too...just in case Bret gets bored, today.


Off ta finish cleanin'...
Be back later!

Oh. My. Gaaaawd!!!
He's comin' over. No, not Bret....Gia's friend and now mine, too...Rob.
I am numb.
Speechless and numb.
I'm getting him up on Storm...

wow.

Gonna go...wander off in a daze, now...

wow.

Posted by: Stevie at 10:05 AM | Comments (9) | Add Comment | Trackbacks (Suck)

April 29, 2004

Oops, I did it again...

I think.

First of all, my Mozilla healed itself again. All I had to do was so much as mention it to Paul and it's fixed.
Cool.

I'm making a dent, at least, in this house.
Also cool.

I 'met' a really cool guy earlier on YIM. I happened by the computer on my way somewhere, cleaning, and saw the IM box, so I sat down to say "Hi" and have a cigarette.
TWO HOURS LATER, I finally got back to cleaning.

While I'm doing this, he was gonna be checking this place out.
He must have. I saw him in the referrer log.
Besides, he's gone now. (The smiley face in YIM for his name is blank.)
Hmmm.

Wouldn't be the first person I've caused to run screaming, but...damn.

*shaking head*

Paul's not on, either.
Nobody is.

God's way of tellin' me to "clean da freakin' house, bitch", maybe?

I'm on it....

11:42pm...He's back.
Cool.

Two minutes later...Paul's back too....Yay!!!

Posted by: Stevie at 11:40 PM | Comments (8) | Add Comment | Trackbacks (Suck)

Qvestion...

Siiiigh.

Help, please.

I use Mozilla for my browser. I've been using it for a while and for the life of me, I cannot remember which version it is. It's just the basic one that you find on their website for Windows. It's free, too.
I don't even know if it matters which version it is.

We have three profiles to choose from when we start Moz. Mine, Ricky-poo's and Whore-hay's. (I know that's not how it's spelled, but that IS how George is pronounced in Spanish. Austrian is even weirder..Gay-aug. No idea how it's really spelled, that's just how it sounds...)

Aaanyway... I can't get to Xfire under my Moz profile, damn it. It's happened before and I just switch to Rick's and go on, but now it's doing it... or NOT doing it under his, too.
I can still get there under the third one, but it's got none of my links or added 'bookmarks' in the toolbar and I WANT MY MOZ BACK!!!! *sob*

Posted by: Stevie at 05:16 PM | Comments (8) | Add Comment | Trackbacks (Suck)

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