ACHOOOOOOO

So, I wasn't really in a talkative mood last night. Sheeps and I chatted for a little while, but I was feeling really tired, and didn't talk much at all. It happens. Some days are like that, and that's fine. Only it wasn't just lack of motivation.

I awoke at 4:00 am (okay, I had a little help, via a fuzzy grey menace) and generally felt like hell. I could barely breathe, my nose was running, my head pounding and basically feeling as though it were full of cotton. Yuck.

Now is not a good time to get sick! Gulf Wars is in a couple of weeks, and I have a final recording session for the game at the end of the week.... Not now! Please?

I am hoping that it is simply an allergic reaction to the change in the weather. You can literally see the pollen falling out of the trees..... And I've been sneezing - a LOT. I don't tend to sneeze much with a cold, so I'm holding out for allergies, and should be better in a couple of days.....

Haven't Ranted in a While...

Yeah, I'm feeling generally miserable, 'cause Sheeps is sick, and there is little I can do for her. I can't even be there to comfort her. So, I think I'll blow off some steam and rant about some stupid things going on lately, like:

Britney's new 'do.... Ohmygawd! What a pathetic 'tard. Can you say "cry for help'? Sure, knew you could. Let's see..., she finally dumps K-Fed ('cause she's only slightly less stupid as a sponge); hits the club scene with Paris; shows off her hoohah, in abundance; enters rehab, for less than a day; shaves her head and gets a tattoo. Yeah, that's normal. She claims that she wanted to make a statement, like Sinead O'Conner. The difference is that Skinhead at least had a modicum of talent. Well, at least you're both has beens.....

Tim Hardaway's fadeaway.... Wow. Just wow. In a radio interview, when asked how he would feel about having a gay teammate, he replied, with vehemence. He went on a major rant about how he hated gays, and didn't think they should be allowed to share a locker room. Wasn't too long ago certain white folk held the same belief about African Americans. Can you see a connection? Probably not.

Then, there are the apologies. Sheesh. He stated that, "we say we hate broccoli, we say we hate potato chips… It's just a form of how we talk." Ummmm...... no. It isn't. You don't hate people the way you hate broccoli. You don't get to admit that you're homophobic, and brush it aside like you're Shrub Sr and his veggies... And you don't get to go on a 5 minute tirade on how you hate gay people, how they shouldn't be allowed in the United States, or in the world, and then go on and say "I shouldn't have said it". Besides, in addition to being just plain idiotic, it shows that he only regrets his choice of words, and not the sentiments. Dumbass.

The other side of the coin... To all my gay friends, get over yourselves! The Snickers Superbowl ad was pulled from the airwaves, because it insulted "the gay community". Really, you guys have your own community? I'd love to see the Homeowners Association rules..... Kidding! But I'm not about the commercial! It didn't bash gays. It bashed homophobes. One would think you'd celebrate such a mocking, but noooooo! Oh, well, at least you've left me the joy of the Taco Bell lions.... "Carrrrrrrrrne. Sexy, like Ricardo Montalban...." "Carrrr.... Ricardo Montalban??"

Marilyn Monroe Jr.... Anna Nicole Smith tried to follow in the footsteps of her idol, Marilyn Monroe. Now, she's the ultimate copy cat. I say the baby is JFK's.... For heavens sake, just take some samples, refrigerate 'em, and toss her into the ground, already!!!

A personal rant on Bigmouth and Lilbigmouth... You made your own beds, now you have to lie in 'em. Too, fucking bad! Get over it. Accept the consequences of your actions, serve your punishment, and move on. Don't threaten those whose only offense was to be unfortunate enough to be around when you decided to develop verbal diarrhea. They were simply there. They did not decide to crucify you. Word got out, the "Powers That Be" found out, and contacted them. Not the other way around. They didn't start it. They didn't want any part of it. This is your fault, and your fault only. You caused trouble previously, were warned to keep your pie-holes shut. But you couldn't, could you? And now you've been told to go away. So, go away! You should be walking around with your heads bowed in abashment. But no! You're still flapping your lips, and shit is pouring out. Better check which end you're speaking from...

And it is merely through another misdeed (and a treacherous one, at that) that you even know who said witnesses are, so do something decent for once in your miserable, petty little lives and leave those folks alone. Threatening them will only make things worse for you when you come back. If you're allowed back....

Oh, yeah, tell your mentor to back the fuck off, too! She should be reeling in shame, hiding her face, or denying any relationship to you, now that her "girls" have gone and done wrong, not running about, holding whispering little confabs in dark corners, seeking support for retribution. Shame!! Shame on you, "E". The world, in general, is just coming around from thinking you're a crazy old witch, and you're starting up again. Shame!!!

Okay. I'm done. How was your day?

Larry Sucks!

Okay, I've been having a good time voicing Larry, but last night's two hour session was too much. It killed my throat. By the end, I was pretty hoarse, and could do no more. I had a lot of lines to do; descriptions, controller directions, etc. They even emailed more lines to the sound dirctor, as I was in the booth. It was pretty rough.

Then, as I was laying in bed, the phone rang. It was the sound director. They had yet even more lines, and needed me to come back today. Supposedly, there were only about 10 minutes worth of work, but when I got there, they discovered that there were yet even more lines needing recording. The 10 minutes turned into 30, but thankfully that was all.

There will be another session next week, which will, supposedly, be the last, but there may be some last minute sessions.... One never knows, do one?

All I know is that I don't want to have to do Larry for two hours any more......

A Poem, in repsonse...

Roses are red,
Some sheep are black,
Turtle's don't prose,
So cut me some slack.

I do know some things,
Like that you love blue,
And more than anything,
Know I love you!

Twoo Wuv

Okay, I had to add my two cents in, but these are still cute. Sappy, but cute.

What does Love mean? A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds, "What does love mean?" The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined. See what you think:
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"When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love." Rebecca- age 8 (Wow. Little Becky gets it....)
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"When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth."
Billy - age 4 (Billy is either very deep, or very, very disturbed...)
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"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other." Karl - age 5 (Karl wants to be a squire....)
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"Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs." Chrissy - age 6 (You gonna finish that steak, Pumpkin?)
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"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired."
Terri - age 4 (I must really love my pillow mattress.......)
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"Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK." Danny - age 7 (Love...or a taste tester....)
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"Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss"
Emily - age 8 (Great sentiment... right up until she turned into a punk-ass kid....)
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"Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen." Bobby - age 7 (Damn. Just.... damn.)
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"If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate,"
Nikka - age 6 (How much hate can you have at 6? Okay, it was deep....)
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"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday."
Noelle - age 7 (Is that love? Or male stupidity?)
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"Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well."
Tommy - age 6 (Gotta hook this kid up with little Rebecca...)
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"During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore."
Cindy - age 8 (Bet she dates a construction worker later on.....)
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"My mommy loves me more than anybody You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night."
Clare - age 6 (Just not going there.)
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"Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken."
Elaine-age 5 (Yum! Now that's love!)
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"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford."
Chris - age 7 (I know what I smell like at times like that.... That would have to be love...)
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"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day."
Mary Ann - age 4 ('Specially after Mommy gives you the best piece of chicken....)
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"I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones."
Lauren - age 4 (Lauren's blonde, isn't she....?)
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"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you." (Parents? You might want to look into the shows this kid is watching...)
Karen - age 7
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"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn't think it's gross."
Mark - age 6 (Trust me, Mark, she still thinks it's gross.)
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"You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget." (True dat. Hey peeps, I love you.)
Jessica - age 8
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And the final one -- Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about a contest he was asked to judge. The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring child. The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife.

Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there. When his Mother asked what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said,
"Nothing, I just helped him cry"

(No smart ass comments for that one. I'm verklempt)

Crazy Cow I like to moo

This is mostly for Sheeps, though others may get a kick out of it....