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  1. So sue me for enjoying Halloween. I don’t pull out an ouiji board or book of spells or anything. I just like to put on my Edward Scissorhands soundtrack and dress up for the kiddos who come begging for a sugar high. I have all these teenagers on the messageboards talking about how it is “satan’s holiday” and how they sit with the lights off and ignore the doorbell. And yeah, I understand part of their argument to a certain extent. No, I’m not an advocate of attending the virgin sacrifice at the local church of satan… but I think these people are missing an opportunity. This article pretty much sums up my whole philosophy on the matter. “Yes, spiritual warfare is a real thing, but if Christians are off having their own party in church on October 31, we must reconsider who really is winning this battle.” “Which is more of a victory for satan, I wonder—a shining Jack-o-lantern and five costumed kids at my door, or a dark house where the light should be?”

    The wide world is all about you: you can fence yourselves in, but you cannot forever fence it out.

    J.R.R. Tolkien — Fellowship of the Ring

    On a different note… I had someone tell me “smashing” today. I wish I could work that into my own speech without sounding like a wanna-be. This guy was quite obviously Australian judging by his accent and the things he referenced. When I told him that we were going to be sending something out to him straight away he said, “Smashing! I look forward to it.” Hehe.

    smash·ing adj.

    Extraordinarily impressive or fine; wonderful: a smashing success.

    Of course, it almost goes without saying that today Michael Jackson’s new album is released. I plan to head over to my local music outlet and make that purchase here shortly. I must say that I am thoroughly disappointed in Tower Records. I was all excited last night when Michael (not Jackson) suggested that the bunch of us go to Tower to buy the album at midnight… but no — it’s not important enough to them to stay open past midnight. Sheesh. Such disrespect to the King of Pop.

    Song for the Day:

    I Will Find YouClannad

    ~~No matter where you go

    I will find you~~

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  2. I must say that I just love George W. Bush. I think it would really suck to have to be president right now. I wish I could just not pay attention to the news, but I find myself at several times a day… and I have been picking up a newspaper at lunchtime these days. Ignorance is bliss.

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  3. Well, for anyone who has let candle wax run into their carpet, here is the easiest way to get rid of it. (And yes, I do know this from experience… I just got mine out.) Let the wax harden and then pick out what you can. Put your iron on a warm setting. (Not super hot or you’ll melt the carpet fibers too.) Place a paper towel over the wax, and iron over it. You may need to do this several times. (I saw remedies that said to use newspaper, but I started to think that the ink was staying in the carpet. I like the paper towel better.)

    Song of the Day:

    Perfect Blue BuildingsCounting Crows

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  4. I determined that I must be suffering from a bit of homesickness. That’s really the only way I can explain it. I cried last night at the thought of not being able to go home for Thanksgiving. I just have to find a way to get home in time.

    By the way, honeysuckle is supposedly a remedy for homesickness… and somehow amethyst is supposed to protect against homesickness. Unfortunately I do not have either one on hand at the moment. – they have t-shirts there that say “Got blood?” Funny.

    fellow won the band tournament tonight. They rocked the house. Woot woot! Exposed Conspiracy (aka the group with the “fro guy”) was there too.

    Made homemade microwave popcorn when I got home. I love this. You just take one of those brown paper bags you would take your lunch to school in. Put 1/4 cup of popcorn kernels in there, fold the top shut and mircrowave for a little under two minutes. There are usually quite a few old maids, but to leave it in there any longer would turn it into one big chuck of burnt mess. However, the resulting popcorn is the fluffiest, tastiest, most delectable popcorn you may ever know. Mmm.

    Song of the Day:

    On N’a Pas BesoinParis Combo

    I can’t figure out why this song is stuck in my head… especially since I cannot remember the lyrics or what they mean, but there you have it.

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  5. Friday Five via

    1. What’s your favorite time of day? The prime of the day for me is the 9:30pm until 2:30am window.

    2. What’s your least favorite time of day? Any time I am perfectly peaceful, and I hear my alarm clock… be that at 6:30 am on a Monday or at 2:30 pm on a Saturday. I guess I just don’t transition from asleep to awake very well.

    3. Are you a morning person or a night owl? Does it cause any problems? I am, and always have been, a night owl. I get much more accomplished in the wee hours of the morning than I could, say, mid-afternoon. Goodness yes, it causes problems. Every morning I have this war between mind and body. My mind knows I need to get out of bed, but my body refuses. So my mind starts to bargain– “Okay, you can hit snooze one more time, but you won’t have time to blow your hair dry. Okay, one more snooze, and you can kiss making coffee goodbye.” Etc.

    4. If you had an entire worry- and obligation-free day, what would you do with it? Lounge around. Listen to music. Sew or bake or do something crafty. Probably play a game or two. Just be lazy and not think about anything work-related.

    5. How do you plan to spend your weekend? I have some laundry issues to contend with tomorrow, and I would like to rearrange my bedroom a little bit tomorrow to make it more user-friendly. Franklin Jazz Festival is this weekend, so I hope to catch June Bennett either tonight or Sunday. fellow in concert on Saturday.

    Song for the Day:


    The new singles are in and are cool looking!

    ~~It is much easier to change your tune

    when your song ain’t being played~~

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  6. Ahh… I never thought my favourite commercial would be one by Victoria’s Secret — but I am so thrilled with their new one. I heard the music from the kitchen and came running in to see if it was really true. That’s right — Inertia Creeps by Massive Attack. Just one of their many great songs. Yay!

    Seems as though Turkish women may have better times ahead — Turkey Revising Male-Dominated Code. I am not a feminist by any means. I am actually quite a big fan of chivalry. Help Afghan Refugees However in the same breath, I must add that there are women in other parts of the world who live in daily oppression. That just is not right either. It brings to mind the reports of the treatment of Afghan women as well. Sad.

    Song for the Day:

    HeroDavid Crosby & Phil Collins

    ~~And the reason that she loved him

    was the reason I loved him too

    and he never wondered what was right or wrong

    he just knew – he just knew.~~

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  7. I have no idea who Scott Whiteley is, but I came across his Rantings of an Unexploded Scotsman tonight. Only one entry, but it is hilarious. This is my sense of humor, right there.

    Had a bit of a tornado scare tonight. I’m a big fan of thunderstorms and all their lightning/thunder goodness, but I have seen Twister. I know the fear of the funnel. You don’t mess around with that. Mother Nature deserves a little respect.

    Sometimes life is one big turn-lane. Things buzzing by you on the right. Others coming at you head-on from the left. And then there is you. Sitting there in the middle going nowhere… just waiting for a chance to turn.

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  8. I can see what people are searching for in search engines when they find my site. I think that is kinda funny. Here are some search phrases that led people to me:

  9. housewarming rituals
  10. funny pumpkin carvings
  11. music, humorous, taliban song
  12. jim morrison pumpkin carvings

  13. Sometimes I hate that I get up and go to work in the morning. Work all day. Home by 7:00. Sit and play a computer game or go out with friends or bake or whatever. Sleep securely in my own home. I feel so unworthy of my peace and safety. Not everybody has that. There are people worried about when they will eat their next meal and where they will get it. People worried about having their homes bombed. People worried that their son will be the next called to go.

    Articles like this one are disturbing to me. ‘China assisting Taliban in war against US from…

    Haqqani said that the US had not scored any noteworthy success in its three weeks of bombardment in Afghanistan.

    “So far, the Taliban have lost around 25 fighters. Also a military helicopter and two passenger planes of Aryana Airlines have received minor damage in the US attacks,” he added.

    Haqqani said that the Taliban’s all helicopters and planes were safe and no prominent commander had so far fallen victim to the US attacks.

    He added that real war would begin when the US would land its troops on the soil of Afghanistan. “We are anxiously awaiting their entry into Afghanistan in order to make a graveyard for the US army.”

    “We have made all out preparations to engage Americans for a long time. We do not trust in the might of arms rather we believe in sacrificing our lives for the cause of Islam and honour of motherland,” he further said.

    “We ask the US to land its troops without any delay and then see as to how much dead bodies it would airlift daily,” Haqqani said.

    Though today China denies any contact with Taliban. What a crazy world we live in.

    Song for the Day:

    Be Still My Beating HeartSting

    ~~Be still my beating heart

    It would be better to be cool

    It’s not time to be open just yet

    A lesson once learned is so hard to forget~~

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  • Happy birthday to Dirk Gouwens… wherever you are. Isn’t it weird how you can spend so much time with a person and then just not think about them really anymore? Toured with Dirk. King of the pitch pipe.

    Song of the Day:

    Counting Blue CarsDishwalla

    Dedicated to Dirk… since the “off-ten” annoys him so thoroughly.

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  • What an educational night. First of all, succotash. “Suffering succotash.” Who honestly has experienced succotash before? Well, I have… as of tonight.

    succotash n : fresh corn and lima beans with butter or cream

    And so I was reading the label of my honey jar tonight, and it said not to give to infants under the age of one… but they didn’t bother to give an explanation of any kind. Gee, thanks for getting my curiosity going. According to, honey may contain bacterial spores that can cause infant botulism. Okay. Enough said.

    I cannot contain my joy. I bought Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves tonight. All this playing Age of Empires has left me needing to see it. I wish I could fully explain how much I obsessed over this movie. I spent countless hours watching scenes over and over again in order to type out a transcript at the computer. I think I was almost finished when I abandoned it. I listened to the soundtrack endlessly… even sitting at the piano and picking out the parts for each instrument in the overture. Ahh… I love this movie. (Nevermind how Christian Slater is just cute as can be in this one.)

    Song of the Day: (I think it is obligated to be…)

    Everything I Do (I Do It for You)Bryan Adams

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  • Monday, October 22nd

    3:49 pm


    Man, I love living in the south!

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  • Between these two sites, I have been inspired to never leave home without my camera ever again.

      — Fire and Ice Photography

      — The Mirror Project

    And on the note of photography, these photos are so great. (Side Note: Under “New Weddings”, Allyson of “Allyson & Alex” used to work for Teligent… my old company.)

    I’m so happy there are good people left in this world. Talked to my neighbor tonight for a little while. We run into each other outside about once every two weeks or so. I expressed my concern that the security light on our side of the building has been out for over a month. He gave me his phone number and said not to be afraid to call if I was ever worried about anything. He was apparently a police officer for thirteen years. That gives me a little peace of mind.

    I really have to get my internal clock set right again. Getting up for work is probably going to hurt tomorrow.

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  • I had two best friends towards the end of my high school career. We have gone through different phases of closeness over the years since graduation — we even lived in a house together a couple years ago…. and a couple years before that as well, if you count the ARC dorm. Now we are spread out again. Contact has been less than what I wish it was, but so it goes.

    So anyway, I did have a point here. We have a game that is simply referred to as “The Game”. There is no real scoring system… no real strategy either. The idea is just to come up with the name of a person from our school who you think that the others might not have thought about in a while… in essence forgotten about. So it would go like this:

    Hey, I just thought of one for The Game.


    Remember Joe Baker?


    Joe Baker, you know… came to our school freshman year and then ended up in juvey hall until our senior year when he moved back to Utah?

    -Oh yeah! Good one!

    That’s really about it. And the reason I thought of this is because I thought of someone who I hadn’t thought of in forever. Keith Meyer. We were in Dordt’s production of The Music Man together when we were in junior high. He was my “brother”, and we had lots of fun. I think he was a year or two younger than me, but we were still a couple of the oldest kids. Oh wait! And then a couple summers later we were in the Centennial production together. Hot off the Stove. I almost forgot about that. He rode Emily’s bus. I wonder what he’s doing now. I may have to make The Game a regular section.

    I know this might make me a mental equal of a teenie-bopper, but I get a kick out of these name generators. So via ++saccharin happiness++, this is my ~ * Magic Fairy Name * ~:

    Dewdrop Silverweb

    Behaviour: A protector from evil demons and a poisoner of werewolves.

    Seen When: Only in the mist of an early morning.

    Habitat: In forests of oak and lime.

    I’m so excited to see fellow next weekend. Collin is the man. Je suis Martin Guerre!

    Song of the Day:

    Won’t Forget These DaysFury in the Slaughterhouse

    Something very Cure-ish about this song. I don’t care what anybody says (ahem!), this is a great album. Ember can testify.

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  • I think this is a sign. For kicks I took the quiz to find out who is my perfect partner. I was quite pleased with the highly scientific results…

    My perfect partner is:

    The tough guy: A diamond in the rough is what you love!

      You want the best of both worlds, you want a nice guy, but one who is a little rough around edges. Good, but not TOO good. You’re looking for a boy who’s confident enough to wear what he wants and do what he wants, but underneath that exterior he’s just going to be a sweet, laid back kind of guy! The slightly rebellious streak is what you like – sounds pretty much like the babelicious Health Ledger to us!

    Aww, yeah, baby.

    And then according to, Heath and I have 96% physical combatibility, 43% emotional combatibility, 88% intellectual compatibility… making a total of 76%. Not bad, I guess. 🙂

    Check your rating on the Lurve Meter. I’m an Angel Baby.

    And since this entire entry is a load of cheese… be sure to consult the Online Cheese Comparator to find out which cheese you are. My cheese rating is Caerphilly:

    Caerphilly is a hard cheese, first made in the Welsh town of the same name in around 1830. It is aged in a moist cellar, where the white/gray moulds on the rind grow thick and leathery. It has a fresh taste, and the flavour becomes more rounded with age. This cheese is known as “the crumblies”.

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  • S T A R   W A R S   T R I B U T E

    Episode One

    I have come across some great Star Wars links lately and felt the need to share.

    How to Make the Costumes – With Halloween around the corner, this could come in handy for anybody who wants to fashion their own Stormtrooper or Tusken Raider costume.

    Lego Star Wars – This is quite possibly one of the most amazing things I have ever seen. Episodes 4-6 done storyboard-style entirely with Legos. – He has several Star-Wars-ish movies on there.

    Pulp Phantom – What happens when you take Pulp Fiction and The Phantom Menace and put them in a high-speed blender? (As with Pulp Fiction, these movie clips contain explicit language.)

    Star Wars Christmas Special – Get this while you can. I make no guarentees on how long the link will be good. (Right click on link and hit “save target as…”) This is the film that George Lucas never wanted anyone to see… and with good reason. It’s awful. Nothing quite like a good ol’ Wookie Christmas.

    (Segue into Friday Five in 3, 2, 1…)

    The Friday Five via

    1. What’s the best gift you’ve ever received? I don’t think I can answer this properly, because I have gotten so many neat and thoughtful things from people that have meant a lot to me. Special things I got this past year: the sewing machine from my parents for my last birthday, the housewarming gift from Manda, the powder case from my Grandma D (It was the first gift that she received from my Grandpa when they were courting.), and the gift from my sister for being in her wedding. (It is this ugly ceramic piggybank of a girl with a bowling ball. The story goes, and I still deny to this day, that we were fighting when we were kids, and I allegedly threw that thing down the stairs and it broke. A little superglue put it back together, but that story still gets brought up.)

    2. What’s the worst? I’m no fun… I know. I can’t really think of anything horrible… but I do remember that I wasn’t very thrilled when I got firetrucks for Christmas because my Grandma thought we needed some boy toys in the house. That must have been when I was four, because my brother was born the next February.

    3. What do you want for Christmas/Hannukah/Kwanzaa this year? I haven’t even thought about it really. Plane tickets would be nice. I just want to be home with my family.

    4. As far as Holiday shopping goes, do you buy throughout the year or do it last-minute? I’m generally last-minute, but not as last-minute as I used to be. I have had my mom’s gift nearly ready since the fourth of July, so I’m pretty proud of myself this year!

    5. How do you plan to spend your weekend? Playing my new game. Pop rock night or whatever at Belmont with Katrena tomorrow. Sleeeeeep!

    Song for the Day:

    Move to the MoonWes King

    Since I officially met him yesterday and I had been listening to this album last weekend.

    ~~And I can’t breathe

    The same air that you breathe

    If you can’t understand

    I’ve got to have your hand ~~

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  • Wanna speak like a local? Consult

    For Nashville

    NashVegas: Our fine city

    BOO Lee Vard: Wide traffic throughfare

    Meat n’ thray: Restaurant offering of a slab of flesh and 3 sides

    Vandyland: Area surrounding Vanderbilt University

    Music City: That’s us

    The King: He was born near here

    The Nunbun: Local sticky bun that resembled Mother Theresa

    Batman Building: Our skyscraper

    From thisislondon.comHeros and Wimps After the Attacks

      Apparently, I qualified as a hero and didn’t even know it… listed under the heros: “Everyone who has flown in a plane since 11 September. They may not consider themselves to be heroes, but they have got on with their lives in a quiet, dignified manner and not given way to their fears.”

      But what I found hilarious was the first one listed under Wimps. I make my hatred for Oasis a secret to no one, so this was great. “Liam Gallagher — The Oasis frontman has vowed never to visit the US again, after the atrocities. He said: ‘I’m never going to America again, man. And I ain’t getting on a plane for a while.’ America’s gain is our loss.” Hats off to the Brit who wrote that!

    Song for the Day:

    Hey, JudeThe Beatles

    ~~And any time you feel the pain, hey, Jude, refrain

    Don’t carry the world upon your shoulders

    Well don’t you know that its a fool who plays it cool

    By making his world a little colder~~

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  • Use your imagination…

    It is finished. *dramatic pause* And now, ladies and gentlemen… the debut of my country song. I tried to channel the inner Shania… my inner down-home goodness… bits of it might be roughly inspired by recent news. I really wanted to work a dog character or an abused wife into it, but they just didn’t feel right so I just played with the heartache idea. It’s meant to be a bit cheeky… I used the unconventional verse-chorus-verse-chorus-bridge-chorus-verse format. Items in parenthesis would be sung improvisationally by a background vocalist or perhaps a choir. As of right now, there is no tune, but my hope is that someday there will be a line-dance choreographed for it. I couldn’t think of a title. I do not plan to quit my day job.

    Song of the Day:

    Back, OnDanielle and the Repressed Depression

    Verse 1:

    ~~In his song of life, he felt just like he hit a minor chord

    Recent events played ‘round him like wrong notes in the score

    He says, “I got to leave this place to find some harmony.”

    While those behind who loved him are left sadly humming his melody.


    You’re moving on.

    You’re going back.

    You will be missed, and that’s a fact.

    You’re going back.

    You’re moving on.

    I hope you figure out where you belong.

    Verse 2: [a little bigger]

    On her boat of life, she feels like the skipper not the cap’n

    Standing up along the rail, waiting for something to happen.

    She says, “I got to pick up and move on for goodness sake.”

    But sailing on, she leaves a sea of broken hearts in her wake.


    You’re moving on. (oh)

    You’re going back. (back)

    You will be missed, and that’s a fact. (yeah)

    You’re going back. (oh)

    You’re moving on. (on)

    I hope you figure out where you belong.

    Bridge: [big build here, folks]

    Though we’d like to stay the same,

    Can’t avoid the change any longer.

    Deep down in our hearts we know

    What doesn’t kill us makes us stronger. (you know it makes us stronger)

    Chorus: [and the key change we’ve all been waiting for]

    You’re moving on. (moving on)

    You’re going back. (going back)

    You will be missed, and that’s a fact. (ooo, yeah)

    You’re going back. (going back)

    You’re moving on. (moving on)

    I hope you figure out where you belong.

    Verse 3: [and it all drops back to the vocalist and one guitar]

    Like this tree of life, you said you need room so you can grow.

    I know for you to touch the sky, I need to let you go.

    In summer winds the branch must hold on tightly to her leaf.

    But sadly now it’s autumn; I will step back and watch you leave.~~

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  • ‘Tis the season to start thinking about The Great Pumpkin. Test your GP knowledge here. Speaking of great pumpkins… this site has some great pumpkin carvings.

    In other veggie news:


    Join the fun:



    So even though I put in a thirteen-hour day yesterday, it was all worth it… because I actually spoke to — STEVE TAYLOR. He just rocks. That was the highlight of my day. And then I went home.

    I came across some really horrible song lyrics today. Not nasty horrible… but just “what were you thinking??” horrible. So I’ve been inspired to write a country song. I don’t write poetry, lyrics, or the like… so this will be interesting. I think I have some cheesey ideas to work with… so stayed tuned. I just need to tap into the reservoir of repressed depression, and I think it could be a hit. Repressed Depression… that will be the name of my non-existant band. Danielle and the Repressed Depression.

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  • “I have, as when the sun doth light a storm,

    Buried this sigh in wrinkle of a smile:

    But sorrow, that is couch’d in seeming gladness,

    Is like that mirth fate turns to sudden sadness.”

    –Shakespeare: Troilus and Cressida

    Though trying to be understanding and supportive, tears still fell.

    Song for the Evening:

    Andante ReligiosoEdvard Grieg

    The music that has always calmed my soul.

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  • Ya learn something new every day… I just found out who I was in my past life… erm… or something.


    I do not know how you feel about it, but you were male in your last earthly incarnation.

    You were born somewhere around territory of modern Scotland approximately on 1550.

    Your profession was banker, usurer, moneylender, judge.

    Your brief psychological profile in that past life:

    Natural talent of psychologist, you knew how to use the opportunities. Cold-blooded and calm in any situation.

    Lesson, that your last past life brought to present:

    The timid, lonely and self-confident people are everywhere, and your problem — to overcome these tendencies in yourself and then to help other people.

    Now you remember?

    Hmm… yeah, I think it’s all coming back to me. Right.

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  • In honor of the upcoming holiday which, in certain company, shouldn’t be considered a holiday even though I don’t remember ever having a Halloween pass without celebrating it in some way… I have a couple links that I wasn’t looking for, but thought would be appropriate… – umm, yeah, that about says it all… – apparently I’m going to die on Tuesday, March 7, 2056… okay, that is purely unscientific, but still it made me feel weird to think that I might live to see the year 2050. I mean, I would be 74 then, but it just seems so Sci-Fi.

    Okay, I discovered this a little late, but I think it’s cute… so here is the new weekly feature from

    Friday Five (Fall Edition)

    1. Do you have any rituals or ways that you celebrate autumn? Not specifically. I pull out my pumpkin-shaped candles, and I like to pick up pretty leaves and acorns and such from outside to decorate my home.

    2. Do you observe Halloween, Samhain, and/or All Saints’ Day? I think that Halloween can be celebrated with good clean fun. I realize that there are dark undertones, but I don’t personally feel any conviction about dressing up and playing a little eerie music out the windows to keep the kiddos on edge.

    3. Carve pumpkins or paint them? I don’t really do the whole pumpkin thing to save myself from the heartache of having my creation smashed on the sidewalk. I think carving is more fun…but I just distinctly remember one year when we painted them and then used the photos for a Christmas picture.

    4. If you observe trick-or-treating, what will you be handing out at the door this year? I’m hoping I won’t be at home. Do kids trick-or-treat at apartment complexes? It’s a Wednesday night, eh? Hmm… I don’t know.

    5. How do you plan to spend your weekend? Well, it’s a bit late for that… but I plan to spend my week surviving until the next Friday Five.

    Song for the Day:

    Jim Morrison’s GraveSteve Taylor

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  • Four words…





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  • I will admit I have a slightly demented sense of humor when it comes to tongue-in-cheek websites. You know, the ones (like Bonsai Kitten or Landover Baptist, for example) that get people all riled up because they don’t get it. Came across another one yesterday along the same lines–

    And then there is the World Rock Paper Scissors Society. I so want this t-shirt. With “Rock” on the front and “World Rock Paper Scissors Society: Serving the needs of decision makers since 1918” on the back. That’s humor, folks.

    This is interesting… I wonder how this APU works:

    Record Number of CD-Rs Seized “The RIAA Anti-Piracy Unit assisted in the seizure of 1,257,796 illegal CD-Rs at mid-year 2001. This number is up 133 percent from the 539,130 CD-Rs it seized by mid-year 2000. Additionally, RIAA investigative personnel assisted in the execution of search warrants at 72 illicit distribution locations and 34 manufacturing operations, seizing a total of 604 CD-R burners in the process. This number is approximately equal to the total number of burners seized in all of 2000.”

    — from

    And on that note… Song of the Day:

    You Are God (Hope Remix)The Katinas

    This song just appeared on my computer. I honestly don’t remember downloading it. That song has moved me immensely ever since the first time I heard it — something about the gorgeous chord progression mixed with their emotion-filled vocals… and the little a cappella section literally gives me chills. But this remix is especially poignant with clips of President Bush’s speech on September 11th.

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  • It’s still raining. Flood warnings. ~I’m only happy when it rains.~

    According to this survey, my personality is closest to Relena Peacecraft. I’m not sure if I should take that as a compliment or not.

    My Smurf Name is: Slowly Evaporating Smurf

    My Hobbit Name is: Camellia Loamsdown of Deephallow

    My Jazz Name is: Dee Sharp

    My Mob Name is: “Tranquil Danielle”

    My Pirate Name is: Dread Pirate Kidd

    My Hawaiian Name is: Kaniele Kakoukeni

    My Top Gun Name is: Silver

    My Cereal Name is: Nutty Magicsmacks

    My X-Men Identity is: Worm (I can burrow through the ground at alarmingly slow speeds.)

    Okay, that’s enough of that.

    Well, according to, I am living in one of my Top 25 Top Spots, as Nashville ranked #13 for me. My top five?

    1. Chattanooga, TN

    2. Greenville, SC

    3. Hickory, NC

    4. Clarksville, TN

    5. Tulsa, OK

    I love Jimmy Fallon… and I have for about three years. I don’t think he knows yet.

    *sigh* He’s dreamy….

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  • Okay, so remember that crash course in ASP I’m supposed to be doing this weekend? I’m unable to focus. I even had a fleeting thought of making cookies. I’m just thoroughly enjoying my Saturday alone in the Cottage with the patio door open, the rain falling, my windchime tinkling. It led me to wonder what the weather is like in the other places I have lived. Oh you want to know too? See below.


    Thanks to

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