Lots-O-Scritches

My little kitty is growing up. She's starting to actually sit still for scritches and not attack me quite as much.

Notice I said not as much. I still had to run away from her and jump on the bed so my feet would stay in one piece last week.

Ooooh, that feels good...

Make sure you visit the Friday Ark as well as the Carnival of the Cats on Sunday at Mind of Mog.

Random Fluff

30 Random Questions, shamelessly stolen from Harvey.

1. Have you ever been searched by the cops?
Nope, never. I have been pulled over for going 6 over the speed limit right in front of church though...
2. Do you close your eyes on roller coaster?
No, I just hold on for dear life...
3. When's the last time you've been sledding?
Boy, I don't know... 10 years ago, maybe...
4. Would you rather sleep with someone else, or alone?
Since I'm not married, alone. Unless the cat counts...
5. Do you believe in ghosts?
No, which is good, since I've worked nights in cottages that are supposedly haunted...
6. Do you consider yourself creative?
Nah. You should see Mom's stuff though...
7. Do you think O.J. killed his wife?
Probably, but I really don't give a rip...
8. Jennifer Aniston or Angelina Jolie?
Umm, neither...
9. Can you honestly say you know ANYTHING about politics?
Enough to have an informed opinion...
10. Do you know how to play poker?
No way, Jose. I think that's a lost cause with me...
11. Have you ever been awake for 48 hours straight?
Not yet...
12. What's your favorite commercial?
I gotta agree with Harvey on this one - the Vault hippy-lasering robotic scarecrow one...
13. Who was your first love?
How 'bout if I let you know when I know...
14. If you're driving in the middle of the night, and no one is around you, do you run a red light?
No, but I have tendency to do rolling stops at stop-signs...
15. Do you have a secret that no one knows but you?
Yes, but I'm not gonna tell you! Nah nah nah nah naaah nah...
16. Boston Red Sox or New York Yankees?
Who?
17. Have you ever been Ice Skating?
That was the one time I punched someone - I started to fall & flung my arms out to catch my balance & punched a guy in the stomach. Ah, good times...
18. How often do you remember your dreams?
Other than this one & the one with the demon-possessed burritos, not very often...
19. What's the one thing on your mind?
Huh? Am I supposed to be using my noggin or something?
20. Do you always wear your seat belt?
Probably about half the time... I go through cycles.
21. What talent do you wish you had?
Singing well... I sound like a dying wombat...
22. Do you like Sushi?
Ick, no...
23. What do you wear to bed?
Lately, my arm braces & a butterfly nightgown...
24. Do you truly hate anyone?
Not really, although there are some people I can't stand to be around...
25. If you could sleep with one famous person, who would it be?
Uh, nobody...
26. Do you know anyone in jail?
Do former clients in juvie count?
27. What food do you find disgusting?
Probias - not really a food, but Dad had us eat it growing up whenever we felt sick.
By the way, that's stomach medicine for sheep. It worked though...
28. Have you ever made fun of your friends behind their back?
Not really. If I did, it would've been something that I would've said to them in good humor as well...
29. Have you ever been punched in the face?
Yes, but as I had the teeth of a 12-year-old girl buried in my arm at the time, I didn't really notice...
30. Do you believe in angels and demons?
Yup...

There. Aren't you glad you know all that now?

Heh...

I told both my parents on Friday evening not to call me before early afternoon on Saturday so that I could go to bed late & sleep really late due to having to do the overnight Saturday night.

The phone rang at 10am Saturday and the caller ID said it was from their house. I didn't answer & tried to get back to sleep. Nope, didn't happen.

I asked them on Sunday morning who called & Mom confessed.

Apparently she tried to call Dad to remind him not to call me & dialed me instead.

Silly Mothership...

Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing

It's been a while since I've done a Sunday(ish) hymn, partially because I've been really tired & these actually take some time & thought, as opposed to the rest of the fluff I usually post. And also I'm forgetful.

We sang this one yesterday in church and I have to confess that I'd forgotten about it.

The last verse is my favourite. I have a tendency, as do many Christians, to push God to the side. To put Him in a corner and say "You can hang out over here while I go off and do my thing". There are times I don't speak up for Him, afraid of what others will say. And there are times that I just don't want to deal with the whole Christianity thing. It would be whole lot simpler to just throw it out the window and live as those of the world do.

But I can't and I won't do that. Because He has done so much for me - He saved me from the eternal consequences of my sin and He has carried me over every rough patch in the road. What kind of person would I be if I turned my back on Him, just so I can live as I want, as the world dictates and then at the eleventh hour, say "Alright, I'm back, time to go to heaven". (That made me think of a T-shirt I used to have - "Many who plan to seek God at the 11th hour die at 10:30.")

I'm not saying that I'm a good person, that I do everything I should. I'll be the first to say that I am so totally screwed up. But, I have a God who is there for me when I say "Lord, I blew it again. I'm sorry. Help me." And He picks me up, dusts me off and puts me back on the right track.

"Now it is God who makes both us and you stand firm in Christ. He anointed us, set his seal of ownership on us, and put his Spirit in our hearts as a deposit, guaranteeing what is to come." 2 Corinthians 1:21-22

Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing

1. Come, Thou Fount of every blessing,
tune my heart to sing Thy grace;
streams of mercy, never ceasing,
call for songs of loudest praise.
Teach me some melodious sonnet,
sung by flaming tongues above.
Praise the mount! I'm fixed upon it,
mount of Thy redeeming love.

2. Here I raise mine Ebenezer;
hither by Thy help I'm come;
and I hope, by Thy good pleasure,
safely to arrive at home.
Jesus sought me when a stranger,
wandering from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger,
interposed His precious blood.

3. O to grace how great a debtor
daily I'm constrained to be!
Let Thy goodness, like a fetter,
bind my wandering heart to Thee.
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
prone to leave the God I love;
here's my heart, O take and seal it,
seal it for Thy courts above.

Note: 'Raise mine Ebenezer' comes from 1 Samuel 7, after the Lord helped the Israelites defeat the Philistines. Verse 12 -

Then Samuel took a stone and set it up between Mizpah and Shen. He named it Ebenezer, saying, "Thus far has the LORD helped us."

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Lyrics from HymnSite.com

Verses from BibleGateway

Fourth - The Old Rugged Cross

Third - Fairest Lord Jesus

Second - Be Thou My Vision

First - A Mighty Fortress Is Our God

Creepy McCreep

I got a voicemail message several weeks ago from a guy who said he had just moved to the area and was going to my church. He asked if there was a singles group in church and wanted me to call him back. He also made a comment about my personal email address, which has "mopar" in it, asking if I drove mopars or something.

Dad kept fussing at me to call the guy because it would be rude not to and what if he doesn't come back to church because I was rude, etc. I accidentally deleted it before writing down his number (new voicemail system, got ahead of myself with the wrong number for save) and therefore couldn't call him back.

Well, this past Sunday I was having lunch with friends from church and mentioned that someone named Marty had left a message. Laura immediately interjected "NO! Don't call him back!"

She said this fella got the church directory and started calling all of the ladies who were listed by themselves. He called her, the church secretary and several others. When he called Laura, her mom answered and then called one of the pastors to let him know there was some guy calling around.

Mom said I should get an email address that has something to do with my love for weaponry to scare off all the creeps. Not a bad idea - threatening people in the church directory with my email address...

Update - Mom said I should clarify that I'm not wanting to threaten the people in church with an email address, just any Creepy McCreepsters who might think they'd like to try something.

Mullets

Now this is what the Internet was created for - Dances with Mullets...

Dad & the brothers like to watch Max-X, where they love to make fun of people doing stupid stuff, especially when their noggin is only protected by a mullet. I've always like the segment about some fellas who built a giant trebuchet & started flinging large appliances and I think a small car into the air.

I want a trebuchet...

DwM found through Fraters Libertas.

Milestones

On Saturday, I had two, count 'em two, milestones.

My little car crossed the 100,000 mile mark and my Sitemeter crossed the 2,000th visitor mark.

I'm guessing that #2,000 was Tommy from Striving for Average, judging by the referring URL & ISP...

Hi! And thanks for the visit! *waves*

Why I Am The Nutjob I Am

This is my dad.

He is descended from the Scottish clan Gunn, which is in turn descended from the Vikings. Sooo, Dad likes Viking helmets, even the "el cheapo" plastic ones.

Here he is with the Sims2 version of himself. I was playing around one day and noticed that the game had glasses and a shirt like his, not to mention the helmet. Not a bad likeness, if I do say so myself...

What a goober...

Mopar Or No Car (Or Truck), Baby

Take a gander at this video of a beautiful pullin' beast.

From The Diesel Garage -



Something else I need to add to my to-do-someday list...

(D'oh! I'll try to fix it later - no time now...)
(Guess it is working, never mind.)

Oh. My. Gosh.

Tommy had a link up to Gizoogle - where you can submit a link & it will translate it into Gangsta-speak. (I guess that's what you'd call it. I don't know - I'm just a country-fied white chick here...)

Go check out my translated blog, but be warned that it adds some language that I don't condone...

The Bible verses & hymns are really... ...um... ...different...

The Keeper of the Gate

Sydney used to sit up on top of the curio cabinet right inside the front entry (I've rearranged furniture, so she can't reach it anymore). It was her own little guard tower from which to monitor my comings & goings. Lately she's taken to laying down right in front of the door when I get ready to go to work. I have to move her out of the way & then I get this condemning "Why are you leaving me again" look. It's really quite pitiful (don't tell her I said that, she wouldn't appreciate it).
"I've got my eye on you..."

(Let's see if I can actually remember to send this one in to the COTC at TacJammer & the Friday Ark, as I've forgotten the last week or two...)

Hilariously Bad Movie

The other might I watched the movie Vampire Assassin.

Wow.

I didn't know they allowed movies that crappy to come out. But it was also funny as all-get-out. Charles & I sat there dying laughing at the pathetic script, the poor acting & ridiculous "action" scenes.

When they showed guns being fired, it literally looked like someone had colored in the flashes from the muzzles with a marker. They kinda forgot to pay attention to the whole timing thing, as well. The action was confusing and left us going "whaaa?" He would be getting the crap beat out of him, and then suddenly he was walking away leaving the bad guys on the ground.

The main chick spoke her lines like she was reading straight from cue cards. (I'm not saying I could do any better - probably worse, but at least I have the good sense to stay away from cameras. Sheesh!)

Some of the people bitten by the vampires changed within minutes while others (the main guy) took hours to even partially change into vampire-boy.

We got to laughing at the cover of the box, because the guy on the front isn't the fella in the movie.
Box - cornrows. Movie - bald.
Box - katana & throwing star thingy. Movie - short Roman gladius-y things that looked like something a kid threw together in shop class.
Box - cheap looking trench coat. Movie - really cheap looking trenchcoat that had to have been made out of thin plastic.

In short, unless you really, really want to waste time and get some laughs, don't ever watch this Blade wanna-be. (If you do, watch for Mongo-guy and his Grrrrr... 8vO )

Oh yeah, I forgot - we decided that one of the guys had to be security for some warehouse & agreed to let the movie people in to film, as long as he got a part. That & they probably had to film the rest in Bubba's house while his folks were out of town.

Marine Brings Knife To Gun Fight

And wins!

Found at Blackfive thru IMAO -

Seems this former Marine was attacked by a bunch of 4 wanna-be gangsters, including a chick, who had a shotgun & .380. He managed to fight them off with a pocketknife, killing the girl & seriously injuring another.

Sweeeeet...

More Perversion From The ACLU

More 'protection' for the innocents from the Anti-American Communist Lawyers Union.

INDIANAPOLIS - Six sex offenders sued the city Wednesday to block a new ordinance that bars them from venturing within 1,000 feet of parks, pools and playgrounds when children are present.
The six, who include convicted child molesters and rapists, are represented by the American Civil Liberties Union of Indiana

But then, what else should we expect from the people who want to allow imprisoned sex offenders to be visited by minors and who refuse to accept funds from companies that require receipients not engage in activities that support terrorists.

And There Was Much Rejoicing

I have air-conditioning! Yay!