Humor

Still Wordless Wednesday, So I’ll Let Calvin Say It For Me

(Click on the strip for a larger image)

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Haiku

Santa Ana wind
Strives to sweep the landscape bare
But coats all in dust

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Respecting the Personal Dignity Of Ur Pets…

…Ur doing it rong.

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Thursday Thirteen

I don’t usually post memes, but I stumbled across this one this morning and got a good laugh.

The concept is simple: you do a Google search for your own name followed by the word needs. Also, I found that you get better results if you use quotes (ie, my search was for “Debora needs”).

Then you post thirteen things that Google says you need.

I was unable to track down the creator of this meme, or I’d give them credit. Anyway, here we go:

1. Debora needs orderly landscaping.

This is sadly true. A retaining wall or two would do wonders for my sloping property, and heaven knows I need to mow down all that wild buckwheat. One does the best one can, you know.

2. Debora needs one of those UV bulbs to ward off the winter blues.

This is very likely true as well. Most winters, usually sometime in February, I succumb to a deep blue funk that’s at least partly brought on by sunlight deprivation. Maybe I should look into that UV bulb thing.

3. Debora needs an injection every six hours.

HEY NOW! Let’s not get crazy here. Put the needles down and let’s talk about this!

4. Debora needs sunshine!

It’s just like Google knows me.

5. Debora needs help, she is not who she pretends to be.

Damn. Thanks for blowing my cover, Google! }:^(

6. Debora needs money.

This is not strictly true. Steve has been generous and prompt with the child support, and my financial needs are being adequately met.

That said, if I HAD more money, there’s a whole bunch of stuff on my To Do list that would get done a heck of a lot sooner. Like orderly landscaping, for example.

7. Debora needs a new Wheelchair.

Hah! I’m not quite there yet, but thanks for the thought.

8. Debora needs to turn 6 more or gain 150 more Werewolf points to reach the next level: Berserker Werewolf!

Um. Okay.

Berserker Werewolf.

You know, there’s a part of me that’s really drawn to that image.

9. Debora needs some chicken soup.

I certainly wouldn’t turn it down. :^)

10. Debora needs prayers/thoughts.

Yes indeedy, folks. Can I get an amen?

11. Debora needs to create a strict budget.

Dude. It doesn’t get much stricter than this. Seriously.

I mean, I suppose I could remove all the lightbulbs in the house and decree that bedtime is now at dusk, but beyond that I’m not seeing a lot of room for strictifying my budget.

12. Debora needs to fire her mother as her manager.

Had to do that about fourteen years ago, for the sake of my sanity.

13. Debora needs to start eating cheeseburgers again.

Thanks for the concern, Google, but I prefer actual food. Besides, McDonald’s and the rest aren’t exactly hurting from the absence of MY patronage, as far as I can tell.

So there you have it: 13 things Google thinks I need. Try it with your own name, you might get a laugh or two at how well (or little) Google knows you.

So how DOES one earn Werewolf points, anyway? I am so on that.

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Brain Kink

I was goofing around at the Yearbook Yourself site a while back, which by the way you should totally go check that out if you haven’t yet. You upload a photo of yourself looking straight ahead, then pick various years to see yourself coiffed and dressed in the styles of each period, thusly:

I also like this one:

I worked my way all the way up into the nineties, and then suddenly sprayed water all over my keyboard. Because this…

…is my sister. Seriously, I think that’s an actual picture of my sister from the tenth grade.

Possibly I’m the only one who finds this just slightly freaky, but I just never thought she and I look very much alike; physically I take after our mother and she takes after our father. Blending my 2008 face with the styles of 1992 and getting a spot-on pic of my sister circa 1984 just weirded me out a little.

Righty-o, moving on now. I picked up some wasp traps this morning. Actually all they had were yellow-jacket traps, but I’m hoping that they’ll attract the other kinds too. They sure attract the yellow-jackets in a major way — the little suckers were elbowing their way to their doom almost before I’d finished hanging the first trap:

And within a few hours they were having trouble cramming any more in:

Take THAT, my little ex-friends. I bet NOW you’re wishing you hadn’t betrayed my trust, AREN’T you??

Wow. Projecting much?

Busy week for me, so there might not be much posted here until Monday or so. It’s a good kind of busy though, the kind that makes me hop happily out of bed in the mornings to get it all done. More on that later; I’ll try to get a pic or two as I go along.

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