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For my litle HoneyBee

You're my Super Bee!

For all you sushi fans,

I got the details on the hottest spot!

Check it out!

One of the craziest I've ever seen!

So the announcers get a little ridiculous and outta control and the video quality isn't HD but this is Still one of the craziest plays I've ever seen.



Yes, this actually happened.

One more! **Updated**

2 outs, 1-1 pitch.....
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WE WIN!!! WE WIN!!!!

People may ignore it or not care because it's not the Yankees but F them! WE WIN!!!

Sorry if we don't take steroids like everyone else must have, for years and years.

WOO!!! Congrats Sox!! and Mike, I believed in ya since the start of the season. Way to pick up that MVP. See YOU next year!

My Friend, My Friend....He has a Knife **Updated**

Phish sang about it. Dexter uses it. I wanna know what kind of knife it is.

For clarification, in the intro of said video it is at 1:03 that I am speaking of.

In the opening credits of the show Dexter, he slices a blood orange using a certain type of knife. I don't know what it is. I've crawled all over the internet but haven't had the time to search through knife catalogs looking for it.

Do you know what type it is? Can you solve this mystery for me?

I really, really want one!

It's All Happening

Thank you Dustin!! Thank you Beckett! Thank you AL Champions!!Bring on the Rockies!!!

More on that tomorrow. Time to celebrate!!!

Every day is your last! Now go enjoy a peaceful sleep.

*written this morning*

I finally got a good night sleep last night. Well, this morning as I just woke up for the second time.

Woke up the first time around 8am with K gently kicking my leg and saying "you're late" in a slight whisper. I was pleasantly surprised to be able to say, "No hon, I don't work til late" and have her pull the blankets further back over her as I went to get a drink of water.

I returned and my mind started to go just like it has for weeks on end; 1000 miles a minute, without focus on whatever 'problems' it sees looming in the future.

It has been a terrible time but I'm told that that's what comes with my 'condition'. Let me explain:

In case you didn't know, I'm a substitute teacher and therefore subject to constant change. Change in the location of the school, the content topic, the population of the students, the whole thing. As she puts it, I start a new job almost every day.

Can you imagine starting a new job every day? The anxiety, the hope of it going well, the unknowing of what's truly to come, .. you get the point. It's torture. and it's daily!

Now I'm a strong person. Physically, I'm a triathlete. Mentally, I know all the psychological tricks. Hell, I've been sleeping for 31 years, you'd like to think I have it down by now.
But no breathing techniques, workout regimes, dietary changes...have made a dent in how I've slept.

Once a week I see my 'shrink' and we try to figure out WTF is going on, but usually these sessions don't leave me with much. It's truly a sad state of affairs.

I'm left exhausted but without the ability to truly rest. No rest = higher anxiety. Higher anxiety = lesser chance of me getting a good night sleep. A vicious cycle of insanity ensues.

Welcome to Hell, Ladies and Gentlemen. I'll be your tour guide.


**Good Luck to the Sox tonight!!**

This Empire will set no Records

Yes, maybe there will be the random bit of fun from time to time....or maybe I'll come back with a raging vengeance but for the moment, this Feel Good Production has to be shut down after October due to a lack of posting.

Though many have never seen the full power of this operational battle-station, it looks as though it will be going the way of the original Death Star. Of course, the Empire did Strike Back and built a second one ;)

Til then, let's see if I can't come up with some fun stuff for the kids that have stuck around....you know, since I've been so diligent about updating this site through now =\

Early Valentine's Day (joke of the day)

Little Melissa comes home from first grade and tells her father that they
learned about the history of Valentine's Day.

'Since Valentine's Day is for a Christian saint and we're Jewish,' sheasks,
'will God get mad at me for giving someone a valentine?'

Melissa's father thinks a bit, then says 'No, I don't think God wouldget
mad. Who do you want to give a Valentine to?'

'Osama Bin Laden,' she says.

'Why Osama Bin Laden,' her father asks in shock.

'Well,' she says, 'I thought that if a little American Jewish girl could
have enough love to give Osama a Valentine, he might start to think that
maybe we're not all bad, and maybe start loving people a little bit.

And if other kids saw what I did and sent Valentines to Osama, he'dlove
everyone a lot. And then he'd start going all over the place totell everyone
how much he loved them and how he didn't hate anyoneanymore.'

Her father's heart swells and he looks at his daughter with new found pride.

'Melissa, that's the most wonderful thing I've ever heard.'

'I know,' Melissa says, 'and once that gets him out in the open, theMarines
could shoot the fucker.'