Everyone has a story.

Each person's story shapes them. Some people's stories start and end well - and even have a good middle to them as well. These people are lucky. Then there are others, who at the beginning of their stories were traumatized and who weren't cared for like they should have been. The chances of that person having a good middle leading to a nice solid end... not so high.

I've just learned more of one person's story. This was someone I previously had zero respect for and kind of just wished would disappear. Now I understand more - why he/she does what he/she does. Why this person is probably clinically nuts.

That doesn't mean that I've forgiven this person for the things that he/she has done, but I have a better understanding of why this person is such a disaster.

Goes along with my judgement - need to judge less. Everyone has a story.

Legendary.

She was/is/will be forever.

I was never even a huge fan of the woman, but I've always respected her willingness to do whatever the hell she wants, without regard to religion, politics, other people's feelings.
After last night... multiply that statement times two. And she played Like a Prayer which is hands down my favorite of her songs.

And because I'm so much more clever than the security guy at the door who asked when he pointed at my wallet in my purse, "Is that a camera?" I was able to say "No." Honestly. Nevermind the fact that the camera was just beneath my phone right next to said wallet.

For my memories and your enjoyment:

And here we are... Suite-eriffic!

Before you guarantee you can have something done at a specific time...

...be sure that all parties involved are on the same page with you because I will NOT be your scapegoat for when the project isn't fininshed on time because you made guarantees about my ability to do something without checking with me to see if it was indeed possible.

Today - IT IS NOT.

Siriusly...

This morning on my way to work I was listening to two of the Sirius stations that I listen to on a pretty regular basis, and was completely appalled at what I was hearing. (Both of these stations are definitely smutty stations - but what can I say? I spend a lot of time in the car, and no matter how many music channels I have, they still don't entertain me.)

One of the two stations was talking about potential relationship dealbreakers. There aren't a whole lot of things (especially superficial) that would be dealbreakers for me. At any rate, I was mildly amused by how superficial and sweet some people can be regarding dealbreakers, that is until the host put in her two cents. She started ranting and raving about how someone who liked country music was an automatic dealbreaker. She couldn't believe that the music even existed or that anyone was willing to spend a second of their lives listening to it and that if they did like it, then obviously she was far better than they and their backward ways were.

Don't get me wrong - country music is not my favorite, but I grew up listening to everything - and that includes Johnny Cash, Emmylou Harris, The Highway Men, Dixie Chicks, and many others. Some country (mostly mainstream) drives me bonkers - it's why I have 4 country stations on my sattelite radio that I've never listened to - but some of it is the best storytelling I've ever heard in my entire life (everyone go listen to Long Black Veil by Johnny Cash, or anyone of the artists who have covered it). To write of a human being simply because of their taste in music?! Abso-fucking-lutely absurd!

I'm not a fan of rap music (almost exclusively I despise it all). Nick loves a lot of it. We have most of Eminem and Ludacris's repoitoirs (don't mock me for my spelling). I don't hate him for it - nor does it make me think any less of him. I might think less of him if it were the only thing he listened to, but if you were to see our music collection - you'd probably think we were full-blown schizophrenics. We have rap, alternative, rock, metal, classic rock, pop, country, spoken word artists, and musicals - and we listen to ALL of it.

I suppose this diatribe is more about the fact that some people are so closed minded about trivial things. It makes me wonder if this woman who was freaking out about country music freaks out about more important issues like race or financial status or sexual orientation.

Needless to say - she pissed me off.

Halloween as Promised.

Sarah Failin' and Balack Obama... we are the epitome of class

The puple Teletubbie endorses Failin...

Or does he endorse Obama... who knows?!

The yellow tubbie wants to know what's in the box?!

Ether bunny and his 40.

Andy Whorehal whoring it up.

Failin has a stick up her ass and won't take a shot.

So I promised some pictures.

Of stuff and such. You won't get Halloween pics this time around. But you will get leaves. Completely un-Photoshopped.

How pretty is that? This is outside my office. Lately it's the only thing I look forward to and here in a day or two that will be gone. Then I'll only have my 22" LCD monitor to look forward to....