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| Hey Ya'll! 'S About That Time..... |
| Sunday, October 29, 2006 |
Well hello there all. Over the last little while I've been introduced to the Blue Collar Comedy Tours, and must confess that I do thoroughly enjoy them. it's interesting b/c I've always known who Jeff Foxworthy was, and the whole "You might be a Redneck If..." thing, but I'd never seen him perform until just recently, so I figured I'd just share some stuff I found amusing with you, and hope it puts a smile on your face.....
YOU MIGHT BE A REDNECK IF......
1. You've been married three timesand still have the same in-laws.
2. Your state's got a new law that says when a coupleget divorced, they are still legally brother and sister
3.You think Genitalia is an Italian airline
4. Your sister is the third generationof women in your family to conceivea baby as a result of an alien abduction.
5. You think Possum is"The Other White Meat"
6. You carried a fishing pole into Sea World.
7. You think safe sex is a padded headboard.
8. You and your dog use the same tree.
9. You think God looks a lot like Hank Williams, Jr., and heaven looks a lot like Daytona Beach, Florida.
10. You hooked up with your present girlfriendas a result of a message on the wall ofthe mens' room at the Flying J Truck Stop.
Oh man, I love that stuff, it's great. Other then that to be honest, I really don't have much to say. Work has been absolutely crazy lately, so crazy in fact that me and my co-workers have been looking out the window wondering if there's been a full moon for about a week straight, or something. We really can't think of any other reason that most of our clients have gone completely sideways lately. It's funny, you know, I never really thought that a full moon would have such an effect on people until I started working here, but it definately does. Anyway, have a good one guys, I promise my next post will be much more entertaining.
Song of the Day: Great is Your Faithfulness - by Cynthia Hamar |
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| Aim for the Moon... |
| Saturday, October 21, 2006 |
Well here I am again. It's taken me this long to blog again b/c I've been trying to make this glorious comeback with a pimpin' new blog skin and maybe even some sweet tunes for your audio pleasure in the background, but alas my efforts have been thwarted by the evil that is world of html codes, and jargon that I claim complete ignorance to. Frustration overtook me, and was unable to decipher the mysteries written in the lingo, so I apologize once again, for a lack of interesting graphics.
Anyway, so my friend (the same one who called down the wrath of the gods down on our heads with that foul excuse for a cleanse), has gone off to become a hero to countless children who battle for their lives as she nurses in Haiti for 2 weeks. I was so excited for her when she told me about the trip b/c I know that this has been a longing in her for a long time and the reason that she decided to take her nursing course. So I have been assisting in packing and organizing her for the last week and I have to admit that I'm a little jealous. Ok more then a little jealous. As I've watched her become more and more excited about going to work with the orphans and the people there, I've been reminded of Romania, and the kids I worked with there, and it's caused me to dream about stowing away in her luggage (seriosuly that backpack would fit me, it's HUGE!) and going with her. I've found myself thinking what I wouldn't give to be going with her right now. I miss it so much.
It's so true that once you go overseas, or travelling at all you get "The Bug". B/c I've found that I start to get very itchy to go somewhere where the first language isn't english, or where I won't understand everything all the time. Some people would define that as absolute madness, but I love it. As a little kid I used to find those huge globes in stores and spin it and put my finger on it and close my eyes and whereever my finger stopped that's where I would live when I grew up. I remember doing that for hours, I'll still do it sometimes. Ah nostalgia. I heard an interesting quote today: "Aim for the Moon, that way if you miss, you'll still land amoung the stars. "
Anyhoo, that's about all for today. OH! Quick tip, go see Open Season, great movie. I found it funnier then Over the Hedge. SO yeah, that'a bout all for now. Ciao!
Song of the Day: Somewhere Over the Rainbow - Pick a ranidition. |
| posted by Tennille @ 1:52 AM |
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| Batman, the early years |
| Friday, October 13, 2006 |
Does anyone remember a time when the having a career in the film or music industry required more then to merely be willing to be practically naked in public, and look nice on a cd cover/movie poster? You know, it used to require some kind of talent. Celebrities used to have to at least be able to act, but it was preferred that they be able to dance and sing as well. Today there are people that we call celebrities that I couldn't even tell you why they are. Take the lovely (?) Paris Hilton. She tries to do other things, but the poor girl doesn't have a clue. Why is she a celebrity? Oh right, she's an heiress, big friggin' whoop! That didn't require any special talent on her part, and she's not even in the royal family, so really, other then poorly digitally mastered attempts at a music career and an appearence on a bad horror flick, and the stupidest reality show of all time, there's no reason she's a celebrity other then people take pictures of her and the public feeds their addiction for gossip.
Ok, so I didn't mean to go on that little rant, but now that it's out I geel a little better. :o) The reason I thought of this today was b/c my friend Kim and I got together and watched the Newsies. I was thrilled to find someone who not only had heard of this movie (b/c everytime I go ask for it at the video store I get a blank deer-caught-in-the-headlights-what-do-I-do-now look from the person across the counter), but she also loves it AND owns it! SCORE!! Of course that's not the only reason I love her, but it's a testament to her good taste in video entertainment. Once again, yes, this movie is a musical feeding my craving to see a good musical number in public one day. We got to talking while watching Christian Bale dancing around (Oprah calls it multi-tasking) that you don't see a lot of actors or actresses around these days who actually can act, dance, and sing to the level of quality that they used to require. Now I'm not saying we have absolutely no talent in our celebrities now (as long as Johnny Depp, Christian Bale, Liam Nieson, Denzel Washington, and others are around, there will always be talent to be admired), but somehow the level of expectations have been lowered quite substantially.
Anyway, so that is want I did today. I also had to try to find a way to beat the system in the optomitrics department today, but that rant will be saved for another blogging day. Although you have all been such good little blog friends that you may deserve more then one entry a week, wouldn't you say? ;o) Here are some pics of the beautiful, young Christian Bale, enjoy.....
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| posted by Tennille @ 4:18 AM |
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| Song of the day?? |
| Tuesday, October 10, 2006 |
What Hit Song of 2005 Are You? |
| posted by Tennille @ 11:21 PM |
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| Confessions and Grovelings |
| Thursday, October 05, 2006 |
I, Tennille Hossie, hereby acknowledge and accept my failure in the responsibilities presented to me as your fellow blogger, and humbly apologize for not continuing to feed your insatiable hunger for the entertainment that you so unceasingly crave. Please accept my most sincere apologies and allow me to express how adamantly I admire and love you all......There, am I forgiven?
I must come to my own defense here though, as no one else clearly will. The internet at my house has been on the fritz lately. It must be the gremlins running around chewing on all my electrical cords as of late. Anyone know how to get rid of them?
CONFESSIONS OF A LONDON FOG ADDICT...
I must confess, I can't hold it in any longer. If I continue to ignore this obvious dependency it will burst forth from my innards as the alien force that has engulfed my being. I'm talking, of course, of the newly found, and currently active addiction to the beverage of angels called a London Fog. I wake in the morning looking for my next fix. I crave the sweet vanilla flavoring as it entwines with the eastern spices of the chai all as it is enveloped a steamy hug of milk (your choice of 2%, Skim, or Soy). I've yet to discover the lengths of which I will go to achieve this object of my addiction, as I have not yet reached the infamous "rock bottom".
Shamelessly I have drawn others into this purgatory with me. Unable to get out of the grasp of the sweet nectar of the gods. Friends, acquaintances, even my own grandmother cannot escape my persuasions. I'm sick! I'm drowning in the oceans of sweet milk, chai and vanilla. When will it end? Is there hope for me? Maybe a 12 step program? Any suggestions?
Song of the day - Nunivit - Arrogant Worms
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