I’m not dead. I’ve been swamped at work. Cassidy has had a lot of homework. Ben and I have been kinda wrapped up in a “project” that some of you already know about and others will soon. Friday possibly. Saturday for sure.

Since I feel kinda bad for slacking on the posting but I don’t really have anything fantastic or even worth reading to say I’m just going to link bomb you instead:

Go visit this site that Tracy found. The Best Buy and Cell Phone Symphony stunts are especially funny.

Then go visit Jason’s flickr. He has the camera that I dream of at night and has uploaded some of his shots. Every one of them is fantastic.

So, May 1st was a busy day. It was the three year mark from the end of “major combat” in Iraq. 140 American Troops died during “major combat”. 2266 have died since. (Source). I’m not going to get into my views on the war right now except to say that I’m proud of our troops, but not of this war. And I look forward to the day that that number stops increasing.

It was also The Day Without Immigrants. I think that it should have been called An Extra Day Off For Illegal Immigrants That Didn’t Seem To Do Much Good.

Basically, May 1st was a day for the rest of the World to point and laugh at America.

And in that spirit, I thought you might all want to laugh along with them. (I had to look all over for a site that still had that video up!)

P.S. - I *heart* Stephen Colbert.

When you take medicine that says “May Cause Drowsiness” what they really mean is “You Will Snore”. This isn’t so bad. Unless you snore while still in your cubicle at work. THAT could be bad. I can’t decide which is worse, constant scratching or feeling like a walking zombie.

They went away for about two days but as soon as I was off the Prednizone, they started to come back. This paragraph is mainly for my info. So just in case I’ve taken medicine before I go in to the doctor and start rambling incoherently I can point to the computer and tell him to read. heh Technology is fantastic.

Cassidy has a project due on Monday. We’ve been reading all about Benjamin Franklin. She’s also started multiplication. I swear I was a junior in highschool before we started learning multiplication. Not SECOND grade. I use a calculator to check her homework every night. Okay, maybe technology isn’t so great…

*falls back asleep*

I had a bit too much coffee to drink this morning and realized it had been awhile since I’d taken a vanity shot. I guess I got kinda bored of them for a bit. Or maybe bored of ME? I tried to make a cute face. Then I remembered it was 6:00AM. Then I tried to make a smoochy face. But that’s never been my “thing” and my ’smoochy face’ looks more like ‘trout face’. Then I tried cute and hand gestures. That just looked stupid because I don’t to peace signs, I do middle fingers. Then I got tired of trying and went for “total moron”. And whadda you know? We have a winner!!

A few minutes after I sent it to the flickr and textamerica accounts, I got this email:

You are editor’s pick. http://antigone.textamerica.com/?r=4702294&go=ep.mail Hello… This is a little note to let you know that you’ve been selected as an editors pick for your moblog named “Sidekick Love”. You may view it on the front page of textamerica.com.

Apparently, the editors at textamerica are blind.

The comments are getting spammed like a mofo. 200+ yesterday, 70+ today. It seems as if every once in awhile some spambot comes around and starts hitting all the posts in pretty much sequential order. It’s now on this post from November of last year so hopefully the bastard will go away soon. If you post something and it gets deleted in the mess I’m very, very, very, very sorry. You should only be moderated the first comment you make anyway unless you use a new email addy.

Traci, I found your comment. It was #74 from yesterday’s mess. It’s there now. : )

I’m happy to report that I’ve only itched about 10 times today and it was only during a stressful conversation. I am officially on the road to recovery. So, if you are here from some search engine ‘hives are teh suck’ hit or something, push away from the computer and RUN to the nearest doctor for some Prednizone.

Also, something totally bloggable happened at work today that would have made you all laugh and would have proved my “kinda bitchy-ness” but I’m really skeptical about posting work stuff here anymore in the off chance somebody would happen to stumble across it. Ben and I kinda broached this topic at dinner last night and really, the job/pay/free health benefits are more important to me than making you all laugh. So, till I find some more convenient way to post them, you’ll just have to believe me when I tell you how fun it is to work with 350 retarded monkeys women. heh

It has recently come to my attention that I come across as “kinda bitchy” online. I’d like to clear this up…

I come across as “kinda bitchy” online, offline, and any region in between. Telling me this is not likely to change that but since it’s been addressed I’ll now clear it up for anybody that might choose to whine about it in the future.

You can choose to deal with a girl who has an opinion or an answer to a question or a FUCKING CLUE in two ways. You can be one of the girls I tend to not associate with that just sits back and slings mud and cries and creates undue drama* (SEE: If you’ve ever been called an Attention Whore you probably fall into this category). Or, you can accept the girl for what she is, an assertive girl who knows more than a lot of guys about cars and computers and isn’t afraid to voice an opinion or let herself be heard.

This is not to say that my opinion or answer is always the right one (although it is more than it isn’t HA!). But if you can’t take or handle criticism, or knowing that if I don’t agree with you I’m going to let you know that then your best bet would be to climb back under that rock from which you came.

By the way, the Prednazone worked. So expect me to be back to my regularly posting, bitchy self as of… NOW!!

*This is not to say that I don’t have fun watching/partaking in drama. Especially E-drama. Watching girls (or guys as the case may be but they are not NEARLY as catty) piss all over themselves over a blog post, or a forum post is too fun to not pay attention to.