Thursday, June 25, 2009

Guess again?

There once was a musical troupe

A pickin' singin' folk group

They sang the mountain ballads

And the folk songs of our land

They were long on musical ability

Folks thought they would go far

But political incompatibility

led to their downfall

Well, the one on the right

was on the left

And the one in the middle

was on the right

And the one on the left

was in the middle

And the guy in the rear

was a Methodist

This musical aggregation

toured the entire nation

Singing the traditional ballads

And the folk songs of our land

They performed with great virtuosity

And soon they were the rage

But political animosity

prevailed upon the stage

Well, the one on the right

was on the left

And the one in the middle

was on the right

And the one on the left

was in the middle

And the guy in the rear

burned his driver's license

Well the curtain had ascended

A hush fell on the crowd

As thousands there were gathered

to hear The folk songs of our land

But they took their politics seriously

And that night at the concert hall

As the audience watched deliriously

They had a free-for-all

Well, the one on the right

was on the bottom

And the one in the middle

was on the top

And the one on the left

got a broken arm

And the guy in the rear,

said, "Oh dear"

Now this should be a lesson

if you plan to start a folk group

Don't go mixin' politics

with the folk songs of our land

Just work on harmony and diction

Play your banjo well

And if you have political convictions

keep them to yourself

Now, the one on the left

works in a bank

And the one in the middle

drives a truck

The one on the right's

an all-night deejay

And the guy in the rear

got drafted

Monday, June 22, 2009

Can you guess?

life it seems, will fade away
Drifting further every day
Getting lost within myself
Nothing matters no one else
I have lost the will to live
Simply nothing more to give
There is nothing more for me
Need the end to set me free
Things are not what they used to be
Missing one inside of me
Deathly lost, this can't be real
Cannot stand this hell i feel
Emptiness is filling me
To the point of agony
Growing darkness taking dawn
I was me, but now he's gone

No one but me can save myself, but it's too late
Now i can't think, think why i should even try
Yesterday it seems as though it never existed
Death greets me warm, now i will just say good-bye

good bye....

Friday, June 19, 2009

12 lbs!

Okay, so I am going to go ahead and post about the boring old weight loss struggles in the life of wee (I wish) blogstalker.

I have really started catching the bug for running again. I have gotten over the mental edge of giving up some sleep if necessary in order to run consistently. It of course has been revitalizing. I come home from a good run and my muscles feel tighter and the flab, while still visible feels attacked.

And then of course when you are felling good having had a good run, you sure don't want to zero out the effort with a bunch of bad eating and so my eating has gotten a little more on track. And what does it all mean?

I am officially (according to someone Else's scale) 12 lbs lighter than when I re-took back my self control and self esteem. Yay for me! But the journey is not a short one or one that ends when I reach the magic number. Wish me luck in the coming weeks!

So today's question is about healthy eating;

What 'good for you' snacks do you eat to put off that hunger pang between meals?
What is the best way to keep a lapse in good eating from turning into a collapse?

Have a great day!

Sunday, June 7, 2009

to Facebook or not to Facebook?

So how many of you out there facebook? And what is the deal with that term?

I know there are many groups and thoughts on the matter. Heck, the term facebooking has even emerged. I have to admit, I am in the dark ages about it. I thought it was merely a fad that was for the kids. And in all reality, I think that is how it was first marketed.

So I have been an anti-facebooker. I am overly watchful of what my kids do on facebook and tended to roll my eyes when other grown-ups would mention for someone to check them out on facebook.

And then the bomb was dropped.

Spouse announced one day that they had started a facebook page. WHAT! I thought we were a united front. You know, both unwilling to become too hip with the latest fads. But turns out I was wrong. Spouse was just too cool. Just had to be a joiner. Oh well, last I would have to know about it right?

WRONG! It was not enough to join, spouse as well as older kids now had to taunt me into joining. It started small and innocent with comments that I could know more about what was going on with everyone. Then it started with comments about all the old friends that were requesting to be friends.

No problem I said, I don't really have any old friends I need to find. But that was just not good enough. Why is it that everyone wants me to start facebooking? I know it is not some kind of cult, but why is it so important for everyone that I join?

So now friends of mine have joined and are "friends" with spouse and kids. Okay, maybe starting to feel a little left out.

Then I start getting messages from siblings who live on the other side of the country, "through my spouses facebook"

I am feeling like I have been ganged up on. In fact, I got up from this post and came back and "someone" had wrote the final line as "AND SO I JOINED!"

Maybe it is hopeless. Maybe I am fighting an unwinnable fight. But now I am dug in and determined. We will see how long I can hold out. I have to admit, I do entertain the idea but just don't see the point.

So, what say you my fellow bloggers?

Do you facebook?

What is your opinion on the whole idea?

As always, Have a great day!

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Why ask Why......?

So, what was the first thing you thought of when you read the title to this post? Be honest now, were you thinking "......Drink Bud Dry!"?

If you did not, then this post is probably not for you.

Anyway, it just plain amazing to me how much useless crap gets stuck in our brains never to be entirely forgotten. Of course, the fact that people are paid big bucks to make sure we do remember it probably has nothing to do with it.

Gimme a break, gimme a break, break me off................

It's slinky, A slinky..........

Plop plop, fizz fizz, oh what.........................

Sometimes you feel like a....................sometimes you dont!

Oh I wish I were an Oscar.............

I am stuck on ..............................because ..........................stuck on me!

Double your pleasure, double your fun............

so what commercial jingles do you remember?

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