blue moon (2)

Friday, April 28, 2006

Pssssssst ©

Let’s see if I could shake some of this negative static away and post something.
Yesterdays post took a lot out of me on a personal level and getting my head straight is hard to do somtimes.
Your brain does some weird shit to you when you think to deep.
Like it plays games with you, that's why there are so many people that blink alot I think.
Ever notice when you go to the doctor's office and he says he wants a urine sample, you find yourself in there with the water running talking to it and the fucker still doesn't want to give it up.
It doesn't matter if you had a dozen beer still in you from the night before, you're getting nothing.
But walk by a water fountain and your dancing around like Gene Kelly in "Singing In The Rain" looking for a washroom.
That's your brain fucking with you.
Anyway, I got off the track there.
I was trying to fulfill a request and I got into myself to much I think.
But I couldn’t post what I wrote because it was too personal and might have discouraged some new friends I have made here in the last year.
I will retry to write the post that was asked of me at some later date.

I have learned in the last few months that I have made some great friends here blogging and some don’t blog or comment they send me emails.
It’s funny how we go around reading each others posts and we are there with them getting close and feel what they feel.
With some we make a connection and end up talking one on one on msn or yahoo and a stronger bond develops.
You begin to care and worry about the other person when things are bad and celebrate with them when things go great.
When they are not around for a couple of days you wonder why and why didn’t they say they would be gone.

Sally had heard from her friends about this new thing going around like an online diary where you can say what you want and no one knows you.
It wasn’t long before she found out about blogging and was now hooked.
She wrote about her everyday life and the ups and downs of marriage.
She had developed a small following of online friends and they would visit each other daily, sharing thoughts.

Jeff was an aspiring author and was told that getting a blog was good to develop a bit of a following and get the feel of what people liked and disliked.
Jeff worked during the day as a mechanic and blogged at night.
While surfing blogs one evening Jeff stumbled across Sally’s blog and started reading about her neighbor and how much of a pain they were.
He could relate to her plight because he has had his share with a neighbor and he commented to the fact.

It wasn’t long through that one similarity that the two became friends and started talking on regular basis.
They shared their family lives with each other and they had so much in common like they both lived in the state of Georgia near Atlanta.
They talked for months now and they each knew so much about each other and had shared many problems with each other but Sally was still having problems with her neighbor and his loud music at night.
It made it difficult for her to sleep.
Jeff felt sad for his friend and was upset he couldn’t help her.

One night while Jeff was typing up a post in the wee hours of the morning Sally came on msn and Jeff was surprised to see her on at this hour.
He found out that Sally’s neighbor was playing his music to loud and she couldn’t sleep again.
She wanted to go over there and smash the stereo.
Jeff told her not to because she might get hurt or in trouble.
Jeff told her to go grease his door handles or something like that.
This got the two of then laughing and plotting different things Sally could do to the neighbor.
Around 3 am Sally said that she had an idea and would be back.
45 minutes went by before she returned to the computer.
Jeff asked her where she had gone and she said that she went and got a gallon of paint that had been left over from painting her daughter’s bedroom and went and painted the back of the neighbor’s house with it.
They both started laughing as only friends could and the fingers were slapping the keys for about another hour before Jeff had to go to bed.
He started work at noon.
Sally said she wanted to get up early to have a good laugh at her neighbor.
They said their goodnights and logged off.

Jeff got up at 10 am and went down stairs to the kitchen to make some coffee but as he walked in he noticed that the room was pitch black and the sun should be filling the room with it’s bright rays by now.
As he walk in he noticed the windows were covered from the outside.
He walked out the back door and into the yard.
All the windows had been painted over with bright pink paint.
He walked around to the side and that’s when he noticed the neighbor’s crazy wife laughing at him through the window.

The moral of this story is.


Have a nice weekend




A 6 year old and a 4 year old are upstairs in theirbedroom. "you Know what?" says the 6 year old. "I think it's about time we started cussing."
The 4 year old nods his head in approval.
The 6 year old continues, "When we go downstairs for breakfast, I'm gonna say something with 'hell' and you say something with 'ass'.
The 4 year old agrees with enthusiasm.
When their mother walks into the kitchen and asksthe 6 year old what he wants for breakfast, he replies, "Aw, hell,Mom, I guess I'll have some Cheerios."
He flies out of his chair, tumbles acrossthe kitchen floor,Gets up, and runs upstairs crying his eyes out,with his mother in hot pursuit, slapping his rear with every step.
His mom locks him in his room and shouts, "You can just stay there until I let you out!"
She then comes back downstairs, looks at the 4 year old and asks With stern voice, "And what do YOU want forbreakfast, young man?"
"I don't know," he blubbers, "but you can bet your fat ass it won't be Cheerios."


A couple had only been married for two weeks and the husband, although very much in love, couldn't wait to go out on the town and party with his old buddies.
So, he said to his new wife, "Honey, I'll be right back."
"Where! are you going, Coochy Coo?" asked the wife."
I'm going to the bar, Pretty Face," he answered.
I'm going to have a beer."The wife said, "You want a beer, my love?" She opened the door to the refrigerator and showed him 25 different kinds of beer,brands from 12 different countries:Germany, Holland, Japan, India, etc.
The husband didn't know what to do, and the only thing that he could think of saying was, "Yes, Lollipop... but at the bar... You know...they have frozen glasses... "
He didn't get to finish the sentence, because the wife interruptedhim by saying, "You want a frozen glass, Puppy Face?" She took a huge beer mug out of the freezer, so frozen that she was getting chills just holding it.
The husband, looking a bit pale, said, "Yes, Tootsie Roll, but at the bar they have those hors d'oeuvres that are really delicious...I won't be long.
I'll be right back.
I promise.
"You want hors d'oeuvres, Poochie Pooh?" She opened the oven and took out 5 dishes of different hors d'oeuvres: chicken wings,pigs in blankets, mushroom caps, and little quiches."But my sweet honey... at the bar.... you know there's swearing, dirty words and all that..."
"You want dirty words, Cutie Pie?
AND, they lived happily ever after.

Isn't that a sweet story? --

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