Camera film

The family camera is old, well at least 15++ years I would say since we had it when I was little and my memory goes back till when I was about 4 years old! The Camera I got some years in between is essentially a cheaper version of the same; Finally found out that it uses 110 Film. I remember the rolls well, this is actually reminds me of the Beta C-Mags in shape.

110 Film rolls

As 135 Film became more common we gradually took less pictures as the probability of the films extinction happening before we could afford a new camera. Personally I would like a Digital Camera.. Some thing of fair price to performance but I’m not sure if any of my machines card readers are supported by FreeBSD 0.o

Since it’s impossible to work….I hit up newegg.com to experiment with a few ideas.

The PC I wish I could buy:

1 * Thermaltake Armor Extreme Edition ATX Full Tower case ($180)
; drooling over the VA8004BNS !!!
1 * 600W Thermaltake PSU ($130)
1 * Intel Core 2 Duo E6600 or E67x0 2.4/2.66Ghz ($190-$240)
1 * 1024MB DDR2 667Mhz (PC5300) ($22) ; Kingston preferred
2 * SATA 250GB HDD ($160 total)
1 * nVidia Geforce GPU (<=$130)
1 * Turtle Beach RIVIERA Sound Card ($30) ; ALSA support :-)
1 * 3.5" Floppy ($7 OEM / $20 retail)
1 * DVD Burner ($45 retail)
1 * CD || DVD Reader ($20 retail)
1 * 10/100MB Ethernet NIC ($12 at the local shop ;-))
1 * 104 Normal Keys KB ($20) ; Logitech Access would be nice & cheaper
1 * Wired Laser Mouse ($40)
1 * 17" LCD Monitor, 4-5ms, No Widescreen! ($180-$200)

Estimated Total: < $1350 depending on variables and RAM
+ Motherboard ($70-$120), any extra fans/cables

This is a much better PC then the one I am sitting, $1600 worth !!! And I supplied my own Mouse (replacement), Monitor, and had a Keyboard when I bought it. Although I do admit, a PC Desk and sound card was necessary to add to the pre-build… Hehe The system I had originally planned to build was about the same price range as this custom list but with less specs and a complete system minus the monitor and kb… bloody thing even had a UPS in the price factors! In the end, I ended up having my mother raising all freaking heck, to the point that I had to concede to *not* build my own, or she would really drive me crazy until I did F’up. To which I had my brother raising hell at the very idea (the family gamer), to which I ended up shopping for a pre-build to shut them both up (compromise of no DIY but higher specs) and got stiffed on the core factors… Rather then building my ideal ‘personal’ machine, I got stuffed into a Gateway Multi-Media PC that I didn’t want. Over a year later, that PC I bought has been a royal pain in the neck, often needing coercion to get it to do what I want. It has repeatedly failed to work with most tested Linux Distro’s without a lot of kicking, although it does love FreeBSD 6.x as long, the only good thing I can say 🙂 Instead of the GF6600 I had planned for the prebuilt came with a GF6200 (A real POS but still a major upgrade) and a TV Tuner; shitty PSU, funky BTX Mobo, and a signle 500GB drive Vs the good PSU, standard ATX Mobo, and Dual Seagate drives (1 for Windows, 1 for BSD). And a card reader which I can’t use (no media) vs the Floppy drive I wanted so badly. The sound card I had to buy to get the pre-built working properly for my needs was a $80 reck, it is a major POS under Windows… But works great under Linux and FreeBSD, which is why I bought it haha. If I ever could have that level of cash for a PC again, I’d hit Fry’s and build it from parts there….. Rather then letting my family have any say in the matter.. *sighs*, why did I have to be diplomatic instead of exercise my right to freedom?

Never forget

Today is the 10 Year Anniversary of my Grandmothers death.

I can remember the last time I saw her, in the hospital the night before. Ma was with her and I was in the front, I wasn’t supposed to be allowed back there (1 visitor at a time I guess). But one of the nurses led me back after awhile so I could see her… I guess they probably figured it was past the point of doing harm.

Ma had found her on the floor and called for an ambulance, I found out about it in the morning so I never saw any of it. Maybe I wasn’t meant to really… I don’t think I’ve really thought about any of this over the years. But with my brains context-sensitivity to recalling things I can still remember it quite well.

The next day after the trip to see her, we were told she past away during the night.

As much as I miss my Grandmother at times, I know I should be happy because she’s in a more peaceful place. And she no longer has to worry about the Alzheimer’s.

It’s been 9 years since we moved and she died a few months after we had come back from Georgia. She had gotten to see where we were (all) moving to and meet my (then future) sister in law. It was like even through the Alzheimer’s she needed to know the family was going to be ok before she left.

Never again!, Well… next time in Moderation….

Note to self, never eat a zillion Riesen chocolates!!!

I found out the hard way that they use both Sugar and Sorbitol….. And in large enough quanities that means laxative city.

If this doesn’t get ride of the excess phlegm, I ain’t eating any more in the future !!! LOL.

A collection

I love dumb blonde and dumb guy jokes among other things ^_^

Why don’t blondes have elevator jobs?
They don’t know the route.
What did the blonde say when she knocked over the priceless Ming vase?
“It’s OK Daddy, I’m not hurt.”
What does a blonde think an innuendo is?
An Italian suppository.
Why do blondes have little holes all over their faces?
From eating with forks.
Why don’t blondes double recipes?
The oven doesn’t go to 700 degrees.
Why don’t blondes make good pharmacists?
They can’t get the bottle into the typewriter.
Why don’t blondes call 911 in an emergency?
They can’t remember the number.
OR: She can’t find the number 11 on the telephone buttons.
What do you call a blonde touching her toes?
A brunette with bad breath
What does a blonde make best for dinner?
Reservations.
What do you call five blondes at the bottom of the pool?
Air bubbles.
What do you call an unmarried blonde in a BMW?
Divorcee’
What does a blonde owl say?
What, what?
What do you call a zit on a blonde’s bum?
A brain tumor.
What do you call a blonde with half a brain?
Gifted!
How do blonde brain cells die?
Alone.
What do you call a blonde with 2 brain cells?
Pregnant.
What do you call it when a blonde dies their hair brunette?
Artificial intelligence.
Why do blondes wash their hair in the sink?
Because, that’s where you’re supposed to wash vegetables!
Why didn’t the blonde want a window seat on the plane?
She’d just dyed her hair.
OR: She’d just blow dried her hair and she didn’t want it blown around too much.
Why should blondes not be given coffee breaks?
It takes too long to retrain them.

Blondes on top
Two bowling teams, one of all blondes and one of all brunettes, charter a double-decker bus for a weekend bowling tournament in Atlantic City. The brunette team rides in the bottom of the bus. The blonde team rides on the top level.
The brunette team down below is having a great time, when one of them realizes she doesn’t hear anything from the blondes upstairs. She decides to go up and investigate. When the Brunette reaches the top, she finds all the Blondes frozen in fear, staring straight ahead at the road, and clutching the seats in front of them with white knuckles.
She says, “What the heck’s going’ on up here? We’re having’ a grand time downstairs!”
One of the blondes looks up and says, “Yeah, but you’ve got a driver!”

You Know You’ve Been Drinking Way Too Much Coffee When…..
Juan Valdez named his donkey after you.
You haven’t blinked since the last lunar eclipse.
You just completed another sweater and you don’t know how to knit.
The only time you’re standing still is during an earthquake.
The nurse needs a scientific calculator to take your pulse.
Your so jittery that people use your hands to shake paint cans.
You walk twenty miles on your treadmill before you realize it’s not plugged in.
Charles Manson thinks you need to calm down.
Your taste buds are so numb you could drink your lava lamp.
When you call radio talk shows, they ask you to turn yourself down.
Your life goal is to amount to a hill of beans.
You channel surf faster without a remote.
You name your cats “Cream” and “Sugar.”
You have a picture of your coffee mug on your coffee mug.
You can outlast the Energizer bunny.
You short out motion detectors.
Your nervous twitch registers on the Richter scale.
You think being called a “drip” is a compliment.
You help your dog chase its tail.
You’re up to four heart attacks a day.
Your coffee mug is insured by Lloyd’s of London.
You introduce your spouse as your coffeemate.
You think CPR stands for “Coffee Provides Resuscitation.”
Your first-aid kit contains two pints of coffee with an I.V. hookup.
You think Columbia would be a great vacation destination!
You’re passing everybody on the freeway when you suddenly realize: you left your car at home!

Two blondes were walking through the woods when one looked down and said “Oh, look at the deer tracks.”
The other blonde looks and says “Those aren’t deer tracks, those are wolf tracks.”
“No. Those are deer tracks.”
They keep arguing, and arguing, and a half hour later they were both killed by a train.
A blonde, a brunette and a redhead went into a bar and asked the bartender:
Brunette: “I’ll have a B and C.”
Bartender: “What is a B and C?”.
Brunette: “Bourbon and Coke.”
Redhead: “And, I’ll have a G and T.”
Bartender: “What’s a G and T?”
Redhead: “Gin and tonic.”
Blonde: “I’ll have a 15.”
Bartender: “What’s a 15?”
Blonde: “7 and 7”

You Might Be A Computer Nerd If …
your spouse sends you an e-mail instead of calling you to dinner
you can quote scenes from any Monty Python movie
your wrist watch has more computing power than a 486DX-50
you want an 48X CDROM for Christmas
Dilbert is your hero
you introduce your wife as “mylady@home.wife”
you stare at an orange juice container because it says CONCENTRATE
the only jokes you receive are through e-mail
you can name 6 Star Trek episodes
your idea of good interpersonal communication means getting the decimal point in the right place

Pick up line comebacks !
Man: If I could see you naked, I’d die happy.
Woman: If I saw you naked, I’d probably die laughing.
Man: Haven’t I seen you someplace before?
Woman: Yes, that’s why I don’t go there anymore.
Man: Is this seat empty?
Woman: Yes, and this one will be if you sit down.
Man: Your place or mine?
Woman: Both. You go to yours, and I’ll go to mine.
Man: So, what do you do for a living?
Woman: I’m a female impersonator.
Man: Hey baby, what’s your sign?
Woman: Do not enter.
Man: How do you like your eggs in the morning?
Woman: Unfertilized.
Man: Your body is like a temple.
Woman: Sorry, there are no services today.
Man: I would go to the end of the world for you.
Woman: But would you stay there?
Man: Why aren’t you married yet?
Woman: What? And spoil my great sex life?
Man: Why aren’t you married yet?
Woman:Why aren’t you thin?
Man: Why aren’t you married yet?
Woman: Because having a husband and a child would be redundant.

Blonde Boating
A blonde was driving down an old country road when she spots a blonde in a wheat field rowing a boat. She pulls over to the side of the road and stops the car. Staring in disbelief she stands at the side of the road to watch the woman for a while. When she could not stand it any more she called out to the blonde in the field. “Why are you rowing a boat in the middle of the field?” The blonde in the field stops rowing and responds, “Because it is an ocean of wheat.” The blonde standing on the side of the road is furious. She yells at the blonde in the field. “It is blondes like you that give the rest of us a bad name.” The blonde in the field just shrugged her shoulders and began rowing again. The blonde on the side of the road was beside herself and shook her fist at the blonde in the field then yelled, “If I could swim I would come out there and kick your ass.”
Locked Her Keys In The Car A blond walked into a gas station and told the manager, “I locked my keys in my car and I was wondering if you had a coat hanger I could stick through the window and unlock the door.” “Why, sure,” said the manager, “we have something that works especially for that.” A couple minutes later, the manager walked outside to see how the blonde was doing. He heard another voice. “No, no, a little to the left,” said the other blonde inside the car

You Might Be In A Redneck Volunteer Fire Department If….

your department has ever had two emergency vehicles pulled over for drag racing on the way to the scene.
you have naked lady mud flaps on your pumper.
your firehouse has wheels.
you’ve ever gotten back and found out you locked yourselves out of the firehouse.
Fire training consists of everyone standing around a fire gettin’ drunk.
you’ve ever let a person’s house burn down because they wouldn’t let you hunt on their ground.
at least one vehicle in the firehouse still has decorations on it from the Halloween Parade and it’s January.
your personnel vehicle has more lights on it than your house has lights in it.
you don’t own a Dalmation, but you do have a coon dog named Sparky.
you’ve ever walked through a christmas display and came up with more than 3 new ideas for a light scheme for your truck.
your rescue truck can smoke the tires.
your department’s name is misspelled on the equipment.
your engine had to be towed in the last Christmas Parade.
dispatch can’t mention your name without laughing.
the local news crew won’t put your department on TV because you embarassed them last time.
your defib consists of a pair of jumper cables, a marine battery, and a fish finder.
you’ve ever taken a girl on a date in a pumper.
your pumper has been on fire more times than it has been to a fire.
your pumper smokes more than the house fire.
the only time the trucks leave the station is on bingo night.

School One-Liners
We used to call it “recess.” Today they call it “cease fire.”
The Bible Studies course has been recently changed to “Theories in Mass Hypnosis 101.” Surprisingly no one seems to have noticed.
College would be great if it weren’t for all the classes.
Im failing geometry because I refuse to believe that pie are squared.
Someone died of a brain aneurism today while taking a standardized test. The last thing anyone saw him do was stand up, pull all his hair out and yell, ABACADABA!! ABACADABA!!!!
I think Ill skip English tomorrow. There are just certain aspects of Moby I dont want to know about.
The school board decided to remove speech and debate from the course schedule; there was no argument.
Our school is very low-budgeted; our physics book is so out of date the last chapter deals with combustion.
School is just an elaborate plot by vampires to obtain the blood of teenagers through periodic blood-drives.
Today in Art class we were going to paint a nude model, but the teacher sent her to the office for violating dress code.
Fifth graders in Texas are using worms to recycle garbage from school lunches. But even the worms won’t eat the Salisbury steak.
Today in English we learned absolutely nothing about killing mockingbirds.
I went to a tough high school. In biology we used to dissect custodians.
To be a first-grade teacher you have to have skill, dedication, and an immunity to knock-knock jokes.
School is where you always try to do your best-except when your friends are watching.
Teachers deserve a lot of credit. Of course, if we paid them more, they wouldnt need it.
Back-to-school sales get me all excited. Of course, pretty much any sale gets me all excited.
School is very important. Everyone should get at least a high school education–even if they already know everything.
You know our education system has problems when Hallmark comes out with a new line of “Easy-to-read” graduation cards.
My kids have everything they need to go back to schoolexcept the right attitude.
The best part of going back to school is seeing all your friends. The worst part is that your teachers wont let you talk to them.

Top 10 Ways to Tell that You’re a New Dad
10) Getting six hours of sleep is a privilege.
9) The sentence, “Honey, could you take his foot out of my pocket?” sounds normal.
Cool You are used to doing everything one-handed.
7) The thought of your mother-in-law coming over for a few hours is a pleasant one.
6) The list of bodily fluids that disgust you has shortened, possibly to zero.
5) Your idea of romance is handholding.
4) You answer the question “How are you?” with “We’re fine.”
3) You decide whether a shirt is wearable not based on sweatiness, but based on how well the spit-up stains match the shirt’s main color.
2) You see a slender teenage girl walking down your street, and you think, “Hey, I wonder if I could interest her in…babysitting?”
And the #1 way to tell that you’re a new dad:
1) It takes you two months to write and send out a simple Top-10-style joke email.

Some Cannibal Shorties
Two cannibals were eating a clown. One said to the other:”Does this taste funny to you?”
Two cannibals were sitting beside the fire after a sumptuous meal. One turned to the other and siad:”Your wife sure makes a good roast.”
“Yeah, I’m really going to miss her.”
What is the title of the best-selling cannibal book?
“How To Serve Your Fellow Man.”
What did the cannibal get when he was late for dinner?
The cold shoulder.
A cannibal is a guy who goes into a restaurant and orders the waiter.
Did you hear about the cannibal student who was suspended from school for buttering up his teacher?
Have you heard about the cannibal restaurant where dinner costs an arm and a leg?
Two cannibals were eating dinner. One said:”I really hate my sister.”
The other said:”Well, just eat the noodles.”
What do cannibals do at a wedding?
They toast the bride and groom.

What If People Bought Cars Like They Buy Computers?
General Motors doesn’t have a “help line” for people who don’t know how to drive, because people don’t buy cars like they buy computers — but imagine if they did . . . HELPLINE: “General Motors HelpLine, how can I help you?” CUSTOMER: “I got in my car and closed the door, and nothing happened!”

HELPLINE: “Did you put the key in the ignition slot and turn it?”
CUSTOMER: “What’s an ignition?”

HELPLINE: “It’s a starter motor that draws current from your battery and turns over the engine.”
CUSTOMER: “Ignition? Motor? Battery? Engine? How come I have to know all of these technical terms just to use my car?”

HELPLINE: “General Motors HelpLine, how can I help you?”
CUSTOMER: “My car ran fine for a week, and now it won’t go anywhere!”

HELPLINE: “Is the gas tank empty?”
CUSTOMER: “Huh? How do I know!?”

HELPLINE: “There’s a little gauge on the front panel, with a needle, and markings from ‘E’ to ‘F.’ Where is the needle pointing?”
CUSTOMER: “It’s pointing to ‘E.’ What does that mean?”

HELPLINE: “It means that you have to visit a gasoline vendor, and purchase some more gasoline. You can install it yourself, or pay the vendor to install it for you.”
CUSTOMER: “What!?” I paid $12,000. for this car! Now you tell me that I have to keep buying more components? I want a car that comes with everything built in!”

HELPLINE: “General Motors HelpLine, how can I help you?”
CUSTOMER: “Your cars suck!”

HELPLINE: “What’s wrong?”
CUSTOMER: “It crashed, that’s what went wrong!”

HELPLINE: “What were you doing?”
CUSTOMER: “I wanted to run faster, so I pushed the accelerator pedal all the way to the floor. It worked for a while, and then it crashed — and now it won’t start!”

HELPLINE: “It’s your responsibility if you misuse the product. What do you expect us to do about it?”
CUSTOMER: “I want you to send me one of the latest version that doesn’t crash anymore!”

HELPLINE: “General Motors HelpLine, how can I help you?”
CUSTOMER: “Hi! I just bought my first car, and I chose your car because it has automatic transmission, cruise control, power steering, power brakes, and power door locks.”

HELPLINE: “Thanks for buying our car. How can I help you?”
CUSTOMER: “How do I work it?”

HELPLINE: “Do you know how to drive?”
CUSTOMER: “Do I know how to what?”

HELPLINE: “Do you know how to drive?”
CUSTOMER: “I’m not a technical person! I just want to go places in my car!”

// Trust me, just don’t ask
The Frog
A boy was crossing a road one day when a frog called out to him and said, “If you kiss me, I’ll turn into a beautiful princess.” He bent over, picked up the frog and put it in his pocket.
The frog spoke up again and said, “If you kiss me and turn me back into a beautiful Princess, I will stay with you for one week.”The boy took the frog out of his pocket, smiled at it and returned it to the pocket.
The frog then cried out, “If you kiss me and turn me back into a Princess, I’ll stay with you and do *Anything* you want.” Again the boy took the frog out, smiled at it and put it back into his pocket.
Finally the frog asked, “What is it?I’ve told you I’m a beautiful Princess, that I’ll stay with you for a week and do *Anything* you want. Why won’t you kiss me?”
The boy said, “Look, I’m a computer programmer.I don’t have time for girlfriends, but a talking frog is really cool.”

Bumper Stickers
Consciousness: That annoying time between naps.
Ever stop to think, and forget to start again?
Be nice to your kids…They will pick out your nursing home.
Always remember you’re unique…Just like everyone else.
As long as there are tests, there will be prayer in public schools.
Eschew obfuscation. Circular Definition: see Definition, Circular.
Santa’s elves are just a bunch of subordinate Clauses.
Air Pollution is a mist-demeanor.
Editing is a rewording activity.
Make yourself at home …..clean my kitchen
Allow me to introduce my selves
Better living through denial
I’m just working here until a good fast food job opens up….
Chaos. Panic. Disorder. My work here is done
Too many freaks not enough circuses
Ambivalent? Well yes and no….
Does your train of thought have a caboose?
Is it time for your medication or mine?
I thought I wanted a career, turns out I just wanted a paycheck
How do I set the laser printer to stun?
I’m not tense, just terribly, terribly alert….
Well, this day was a total waste of makeup.
Don’t bother me. I’m living happily ever after.
I started out with nothing & still have most of it left.
And your crybaby, whiny opinion would be … ?
Sarcasm is just one more service we offer.
Whisper my favorite words: “I’ll buy it for you.”
Suburbia: where they tear out the trees & then name streets after them.
Stress is when you wake up screaming & you realize you haven’t fallen asleep yet.
Adults are just kids who owe money.
Who are these kids and why are they calling me Mom?
I pretend to work. They pretend to pay me.
You! Off my planet!
Errors have been made. Others will be blamed.
I majored in liberal arts. Would you like fries with that?
A cubicle is just a padded cell without a door.
A bartender is just a pharmacist with a limited inventory.
If at first you do succeed, try not to look astonished.
Help wanted telepath: you know where to apply
I’m just driving this way to get you mad.
Keep honking, I’m reloading.
Hang up and drive.
Guns don’t kill people, postal workers do.
Ask me about micro waving cats for fun and profit.
If we aren’t supposed to eat animals, why are they made of meat?

Top 10 Sayings of Biblical Mothers

10. Samson! Get your hand out of that lion. You don’t know where it’s been! (Judges 14:5-Cool.
9. David! I told you not to play in the house with that sling! Go practice your harp. We pay good money for those lessons!
8. Abraham! Stop wandering around the countryside and get home for supper! 7. Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego! I told you never to play with fire!
6. Cain! Get off your brother! You’re going to kill him some day!
5. Noah! No, you can’t keep them! I told you, don’t bring home any more strays!
4. Gideon! Have you been hiding in that wine press again? Look at your clothes! (Judges 6:11)
3. James and John! No more burping contests at the dinner table, please. People are going to call you the sons of thunder! (Mark 3:17)
2. Judas! Have you been in my purse again?!

And the number one Biblical saying of mothers is:

1. Jesus! Stop working on that old wood and come in and eat! You’d spend your life on that wood, if your father asked you to!

and last but not least

// Good thing I’m not a Dad lol
10 SIMPLE RULES FOR DATING MY DAUGHTER
Rule One:
If you pull into my driveway and honk you’d better be delivering a package, because you’re sure not picking anything up.
Rule Two:
You do not touch my daughter in front of me. You may glance at her, so long as you do not peer at anything below her neck. If you cannot keep your eyes or hands off of my daughter’s body, I will remove them.
Rule Three:
I am aware that it is considered fashionable for boys of your age to wear their trousers so loosely that they appear to be falling off their hips. Please don’t take this as an insult, but you and all of your friends are complete idiots. Still, I want to be fair and open minded about this issue, so I propose this compromise: You may come to the door with your underwear showing and your pants ten sizes too big, and I will not object. However, in order to ensure that your clothes do not, in fact, come off during the course of your date with my daughter, I will take my electric nail gun and fasten your trousers securely in place to your waist.
Rule Four:
I’m sure you’ve been told that in today’s world, sex without utilizing a “barrier method” of some kind can kill you. Let me elaborate, when it comes to sex, I am the barrier, and I will kill you.
Rule Five:
It is usually understood that in order for us to get to know each other, we should talk about sports, politics, and other issues of the day. Please do not do this. The only information I require from you is an indication of when you expect to have my daughter safely back at my house, and the only word I need from you on this subject is “early.”
Rule Six:
I have no doubt you are a popular fellow, with many opportunities to date other girls. This is fine with me as long as it is okay with my daughter. Otherwise, once you have gone out with my little girl, you will continue to date no one but her until she is finished with you. If you make her cry, I will make you cry.
Rule Seven:
As you stand in my front hallway, waiting for my daughter to appear, and more than an hour goes by, do not sigh and fidget. If you want to be on time for the movie, you should not be dating. My daughter is putting on her makeup, a process that can take longer than painting the Golden Gate Bridge. Instead of just standing there, why don’t you do something useful, like changing the oil in my car?
Rule Eight:
The following places are not appropriate for a date with my daughter: Places where there are beds, sofas, or anything softer than a wooden stool. Places where there are no parents, policemen, or nuns within eyesight. Places where there is darkness. Places where there is dancing, holding hands, or happiness. Places where the ambient temperature is warm enough to induce my daughter to wear shorts, tank tops, midriff T-shirts, or anything other than overalls, a sweater, and a goose down parka — zipped up to her throat. Movies with a strong romantic or sexual theme are to be avoided; movies which features chain saws are okay. Hockey games are okay. Old folks homes are better.
Rule Nine:
Do not lie to me. I may appear to be a potbellied, balding, middle-aged, dimwitted has-been. But on issues relating to my daughter, I am the all-knowing, merciless God of your universe. If I ask you where you are going and with whom, you have one chance to tell me the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. I have a shotgun, a shovel, and five acres behind the house. Do not trifle with me.
Rule Ten:
Be afraid. Be very afraid. It takes very little for me to mistake the sound of your car in the driveway for a chopper coming in over a rice paddy near Hanoi. When my Agent Orange starts acting up, the voices in my head frequently tell me to clean the guns as I wait for you to bring my daughter home. As soon as you pull into the driveway you should exit your car with both hands in plain sight. Speak the perimeter password, announce in a clear voice that you have brought my daughter home safely and early, then return to your car — there is no need for you to come inside. The camouflaged face at the window is mine.
Dating Vs Marriage
When you are dating….. Farting is never an issue.
When you are married ….You make sure there’s nothing flammable near your husband at all times.
When you are dating….. He takes you out to have a good time.
When you are married ….He brings home a 6 pack, and says “What are you going to drink?”
When you are dating….. He holds your hand in public.
When you are married ….He flicks your ear in public.
When you are dating….. A Single bed for 2 isn’t THAT bad.
When you are married ….A King size bed feels like an army cot.
When you are dating….. You are turned on at the sight of him naked.
When you are married ….You think to yourself “Was he ALWAYS this hairy????”
When you are dating….. You enjoyed foreplay.
When you are married ….You tell him “If we have sex, will you leave me alone???”
When you are dating….. He hugs you, when he walks by you for no reason.
When you are married ….He grabs your boob any chance he gets.
When you are dating….. You picture the two of you together, growing old together.
When you are married ….You wonder who will die first.
When you are dating….. Just looking at him makes you feel all “mushy.”
When you are married ….When you look at him, you want to claw his eyes out.
When you are dating….. He knows what the “hamper” is.
When you are married ….The floor will suffice as a dirty clothes storage area.
When you are dating….. He understands if you “Aren’t in the mood.”
When you are married ….He says “It’s your job.”
When you are dating….. He understands that you have “male” friends.
When you are married ….He thinks they are all out to steal you away.
When you are dating….. He likes to “discuss” things.
When you are married ….He develops a “blank” stare.
When you are dating….. He calls you by name.
When you are married ….He calls you “Hey” and refers to you when speaking to others as “She.”

A man gets captured by cannibals and every day they poke him with spears and use his blood to wash down their food. Finally the guy calls the chief over and says, “You can kill me or you can eat me, but I’m tired of getting stuck for drinks.”

How do you drive a blonde crazy?
Hide her hairbrush.

Why do you take a blonde shopping with you?
So you can park in the handicapped spaces.

What do you call a brunette between two blondes?
An interpreter.

How do you get a one-armed blonde out of a tree?
Wave.

How did the blonde get hurt raking leaves?
She fell out of a Tree

What did the blonde say after her boyfriend blew in her ear?
“Thanks for the refill.”

What do you call 10 blondes standing side by side?
A wind tunnel.

What do you call a circle of blondes?
A dope ring

What does a blonde say when she finds out she’s pregnant?
“Gee, I hope it’s mine.”

Why did the blonde have a hard time making Kool-Aid?
She couldn’t get all the water in the little packet

Why couldn’t the blonde make ice-cubes?
She didn’t have the recipe.

What is a blonde’s mating call?
“I’m sooooo drunk!”

What is the brunette’s mating call?
“Have the blondes left yet?”

What do you have when there are three blondes in a corner?
An air pocket.

What do blondes and beer bottles have in common?
They’re both empty from the neck up.

If a blonde and a brunette fell from a building at the same time, who would hit the ground first?
The brunette, because the blonde would have to stop and ask for directions.

What do you call a blonde in a leather jacket?
Rebel without a clue

Why did the blonde climb the glass wall?
To see what was on the other side.

Why did the blonde get 17 other people together to see a movie?
Because “under 18” was prohibited.

Why do blondes poof their hair so high?
To catch everything that goes over theirs heads.

Did you hear about the blonde who lost 85% of her brains?
Her husband died.

What does a blonde say in the morning
“Who ARE you guys?”

How many blondes does it take to make chocolate chip cookies?
13. One to make the batter, and twelve to peel the M&M’s.

What do you call a dozen blondes in the freezer?
Frosted Flakes.

Why do blondes drive BMW’s?
Because they can spell it.

What do a group of blondes have in common?
Nothing they can think of.

Why was the blonde happy when she finished the puzzle in a week?
The box said “3-5 years.”

What is the difference of gross ignorance?
144 blondes.

What do you call a blonde with half a brain?
Gifted.

What is the difference between a smart blonde and a UFO?
People have seen UFO’s.

Why did the blonde get fired from her job at the M&M factory?
She kept throwing out the W’s.

How do you confuse a blonde?
Tell her to alphabetize the M&M’s.

A blonde went to the emergency room with the tip of her index finger shot off.

“How did this happen?”, the doctor asked.

“Well, I was trying to commit suicide,” the Blonde replied.

“Trying to commit suicide by shooting your finger?”
“No silly! First I put the gun to my chest and I thought, just no, I just paid $40,000 for these.
Then I put it in my mouth and thought, I just paid $24,000 to get my teeth straightened. Then
I put the gun in my ear, and thought this is going to make a loud noise, so I put my finger in
the other ear before I pulled the trigger.”

Did you hear about the blonde that bought an AM radio?

It took her a month to realize she could play it at
night.

What happened to the blonde ice hockey team?

They drowned in Spring Training.

What did the blonde say when she saw the sign in front of the YMCA?

“Look, they spelled MACY’S wrong.”

Why do blondes like lightning?

They think someone is taking their picture.

An 80 year old man was having his annual checkup and the doctor asked him how he was feeling. “I’ve never
been better! “he boasted. “I’ve married an 18 year old blonde who’s pregnant and having my child! What do
you think about that?”

The doctor considered this for a moment, then said, “Let me tell you a story. I knew a guy who was an avid hunter.
He never missed a season. But one day went out in a bit of a hurry and he accidentally grabbed his umbrella instead of his gun. When he was in the woods and suddenly a grizzly bear appeared in front of him! He raised up his umbrella, pointed it at the bear and squeezed the handle.” “And do you know what happened?” the doctor queried.

Dumbfounded, the old man replied “No.”

The doctor continued, “The bear dropped dead in front of him!”

“That’s impossible!” exclaimed the old man. “Someone else must have shot that bear.”

“That’s kind of what I’m getting at…”replied the doctor.

Legend has it that there is a bar in New York where, in the Ladies Room there is a very special mirror. If one stands in front of the mirror and tells the truth, one is granted a wish. However, if one tells a lie – – *poof* – – you are instantly swallowed up by the mirror, never to be seen again.

Sooooo, A redhead of questionable looks walks into the Ladies Room and stands before the mirror and says, “I think I’m the most beautiful woman in the world.” – – – *poof* The mirror swallows her.

Next a rather large brunette stands before the mirror and says, “I think I’m the sexiest woman alive.” – – – *poof* The mirror swallows her.

Then an absolutely gorgeous blond comes in and stands before the mirror and says, “I think….” – – – *poof*

How can you tell when a Blonde sends you a fax?
It has a stamp on it.

What do you call an eternity?
Four Blondes at a four way stop.

Why do Blondes have “TGIF” written on their shoes?
Toes Go In First.

Three Blondes were driving to Disneyland. After being in the car for 4 hours, they finally saw a sign that said “Disneyland left” so they turned around and went home.

What do smart Blondes and UFOs have in common?
You always hear about them but you never see them.

What did the Blonde say when she opened the box of Cheerios?
Oh look, daddy … doughnut seeds.

How did the Blonde die ice fishing?
She got run over by the Zamboni.

What do you do if a Blonde throws a pin at you?
Run like hell, she’s got a grenade in her mouth!

How do you get a Blonde on the roof?
Tell her the drinks are on the house.

Why shouldn’t Blondes have coffee breaks?
It takes too long to retrain them.

A brunette goes to the doctor and as she touches each part of
her body with her finger she says,

“Doctor it hurts everywhere. My leg hurts, my arm hurts, my neck
hurts, and even my head hurts!”

The docters asks, “Did you dye your hair?”
Yes,I did,” she replies with a frown.

The doctor asks, “Were you a Blonde?”
“Yes I was. Why do you ask?”

The doctor answers, “because your finger is broken!”

A Blonde and a brunette were walking outside when the brunette said “Oh, look at the dead bird.”
The Blonde looked skyward and said “Where, where?”
A brunette is standing on some train tracks, jumping from rail to
rail, saying “21” “21” “21”.

A Blonde walks up, sees her and decides to join her. She also starts jumping from rail to rail, saying “21” “21” “21”.

Suddenly, the brunette hears a train whistle, and she jumps off the
tracks just as the Blonde is splattered all over the place.

The brunette goes back to jumping from rail to rail,
counting, “22” “22” “22”.

Why does it take longer to build a Blonde snowman as opposed to a regular one? You have to hollow out the head.

How do you get a twinkle in a Blonde’s eye?
Shine a flashlight in her ear.

Why don’t Blondes like making KOOL-AID?
Because they can’t fit 8 cups of water in the little packet.

Did you hear about the two Blondes that were found frozen to death in their car at a drive-in movie theater?
They went to see “Closed for the Winter”.

Why won’t they hire Blondes as pharmacists?
They keep breaking the prescription bottles in the typewriters.

Blonde With A Gun

A young blonde woman is distraught because she fears her husband is having an affair, so she goes to a gun shop and buys a handgun.

The next day she comes home to find her husband in bed with a beautiful redhead. She grabs the gun and holds it to her own head.

The husband jumps out of bed, begging and pleading with her not to shoot herself.

Hysterically the blonde responds to the husband, “shut up…you’re next!”

Helpless, At Best
Two blondes were in a parking lot trying to unlock the door of

their Mercedes with a coat hanger. They tried and tried to get the door

open,

but they couldn’t. The girl with the coat hanger stopped for a moment to

catch her breath, and her friend said anxiously,

“Hurry up! It’s starting to rain and the top is down.

She Was So Blond
it takes her two hours to watch 60 Minutes.
if she spoke her mind, she’d probably be speechless.
she studied for a blood test – and failed.
she thought Boyz II Men was a day care center.
she thought Meow Mix was a record for cats.
she thought she needed a token to get on Soul Train.
she sold the car for gas money.
when she saw the “NC-17” (under 17 not admitted), she went home and got 16 friends.
when she heard that 90% of all crimes occur around he home, she moved.
she thinks Taco Bell is where you pay your phone bill.
when she missed the 44 bus, she took the 22 bus twice instead.
when she took you to the airport and saw a sign that said “Airport Left” she turned around and went home.
she put lipstick on her forehead because she wanted to make up her mind.
she told me to meet her at the corner of “WALK” and “DON’T WALK”.
she thought TuPac Shakur was a Jewish holiday.
she sat on the TV and watched the couch.
she sent me a fax with a stamp on it.
she got stabbed in a shoot-out.
she tried to drown a fish.
she thought a quarterback was a refund.
she got locked in a grocery store and starved to death.
if you gave her a penny for intelligence, you’d get change back.
they had to burn the school down to get her out of third grade.
under “education” on her job application, she put “Hooked On Phonics”.
she tripped over a cordless phone.
she took a ruler to bed to see how long she slept.
at the bottom of the application where it says “sign here”…she put “Sagittarius”.
she asked for a price check at the Dollar Store

One or Two Pieces?

One day after work, a blonde walked into a pizza parlor and ordered a small personal pizza. When it was finished, the waiter asked the blonde if she wanted it cut into four pieces or eight.

The blond thought a bit and said “Better make it four, I’d never be able to eat eight.”

Nailed Again

Two blond builders were working on a house. One blonde was on a ladder nailing. She’d reach into her nail pouch, pull out a nail, look at it, and either toss it over her shoulder or proceed to nail it into the wood.

The other blond couldn’t stand it any longer and yelled up, “Why are you throwing some of the nails away?”

The first blonde explained, “When I pull it out of my nail pouch, if it’s pointed toward me I throw it away. If it’s pointed toward the house, then I can use it!”

The second blond explained, “Don’t throw away those nails that are pointed toward you! They’re for the other side of the house!!”

Bell Tower Sniper

One thing I do like about Americas Army Ops is the Sniping. I was doing some nice melon popping tonight. At least 4 or 5 kills with the Sniper Rifle, plus one with my Sidearm and another with a captured AKM while I was in th e Sniper Slot.

If I can see the target, I can hit the target. At least if I’ve got a secure firing position. It’s a little hard to snipe some one, if you’ve got about 5 guys trying to fire you up.

I don’t like the M82A1 all that much for casual work, even if the magazine is useful. I find th e M24 much more accurate not to mention lighter weight.

All went well, until two morons from my team started strafe dancing directly in front of my line of fire. Heck, a guy is laying prone, bleeding to death from battle injuries, sniper rifle in hand, bipod out, scouting for remaining enemy targets. And what do these assholes do? They compromise my position, get us taking fire from a Gunner. And vola ! I get shot full of it while they get away to use their medic packs on each other (they got injured when the Gunner opened fire).

If the game didn’t punish people for it, I think I would’ve taken out my M9 Pistol and shot them both just for being so stupid… One advantage of AAO. Since it’s not an SAS Game and I’ve had an account since 1.4’ish, even had to recreate it once during one of the updates long ago. I still have my old call sign from before I was ever known as Spidey01, nore having to remember I’m ‘in uniform’ like with RvS or S4.

I hate VERY much to Team Kill but these guys were so bloody stupid… If I had been able to see the target through their combined fat buns. Maybe I would’ve gotten to live through that round if I didn’t shoot them in the balls by mistake lol. But no, I get shot for doing my job… They get to live for playing like noobs.

What a game !!!

A ROFL moment

Many a time I’ve seen a Pack of Root beer come with a broken can or sticky where one had broken in another package. Rough handling from truck to stocking shelves I’ve always figured.

I was carrying a plate into the kitchen when some thing fell. I heard a clatter and saw a spray of some thing cross the cabinets. When I flicked on the lights and saw what must have happened, I nearly keeled over laughing.

The falling knife sliced open a can of root beer, through the packaging and it’s a knife that would barely cut butter!!!!!!!!

On closer inspection I found that the position of the knife on the deck indicated it’s most probable trajectories would’ve had the tip-area of the blade strike the root beer carton. The piece of box was cut through and when I removed the can it spewed root beer all over and I found that the can had been cut through! It’s only a milimetre or so thick at the most I’d say. But most Soda cans are made of Aluminum in the USA, while most canned food cans are Steel and some Tin. The knife hit it with enough force for total penetration.

Now if it was a good knife I could understand, no problem but come on. These knifes are probably older then I am. So, I’m 19 and we’ve had them as far back as I can remember. So they’ve got to be at least 15 years old, minimal. They cut food fine, if you work at it enough and it’s not to thick. These are the kind of knife, you like to have for safety. :/ My moms had numerous accidents over the decade where a *good* knife would’ve taken most of her finger, maybe even cut down to the bone. But because she was using *these* dinner knifes, she always managed to get away without even a CUT ! Even me, I’ve dropped them and had them land on my toes -> Not even a scratch!!

Yet with a little bit of Gravity and what not, it packed enough force to CUT through the box (1.5~2mmm thick), through the can, totally gashing open a slit in one side of the can. And the Root Beer had enough force to spray out of the can, box, and a foot (~0.4m?) across the room till it finally hit some thing solid.

You’d probably have to have been there to find it funny, but I was having a real Rolling On The Floor Laughing My Freaking Butt Off (ROFLMFBO) moment!!! I’ve been around these knifes most of my life and have had canned soft drinks like forever. I was laughing so hard my mom was even cracking up at the site of it.

Hell

For as long as I can remember, Thursday has been a monster day of the week ever since I started working.

While we were working upstairs I heard a commotion below. Macy (one of the bosses dogs) was having trouble walking. It was like she couldn’t flex or was trying not to flex her rear starboard leg. When she fell over I thought it might’ve been broken because she couldn’t get up at first.

I fetched the phone so Ma could call the vet… Macy fell over and started to lose control of herself, I thought it was fear of not being able to get up. She was able to get upright and running again…

By the time we got to Kira and the Vet, Macy was all ready spread out on the deck. Having a seizure of some sort. Locked our dogs in the bedroom upstairs so they wouldn’t get in trouble while we rushed her to the vet.

Macy was about 45-50lbs (20+ kg), basically just a Mutt. A bit of pit and chow in the mix I think. Beautiful dog, red’rusty fur and a very sweet temperament., The kind of dog that just sits on you and licks the skin off your face.

Heart beat was rapid during the trip but she couldn’t really control her locomotive functions, she went stiff as a board… mouth clenched shut, eyes following shortly. A short while bit she went slack… no heart beat but my own beating in my ears.

She basically died in my arms half way to the vet. We have no bloody idea what the PhL|©|< caused it. Wasn't us though, the chemicals and supplies we bring to work are kept far away from the dogs. And we(/I) are nearly pathologically paranoid about making sure they don't get into any thing they shouldn't.
Cause of death.. I’d guess would be shock followed by the heart giving out but I’m no doctor. And what started it is beyond me. There was nothing we could do other then rush her to the vet, at best if we had more information before hand. We might’ve been able to wrap her up and roll out faster but its to late.

This is the second time I’ve seen some one I care for die in front of me. It may have been a Dog but its still a living creature. This makes me hug our own dogs all the more tighter….

Memories.

Was reading a few of my old files, dunno if I feel better or worse from the thoughts incured.

I remember when I was transfering files to my desktop, most basically live on my laptop now. I cleaned up a directory of my personal writings. I delted a few and saved a couple. The book I was writing, balls never finished that. A little play’esq script, few old love notes…. closest I ever came to writing poetry.

*sigh* some times life sucks. My mind sure doesn’t help me any, I’m supposed to be sleeping but I’m wide awake.

Fuuy, maybe I should try to forget some of the past, good times with the bad and be done. Doesn’t help much though does it…

I’m going to bed, s’only work tomorrow. Same old boring labor, nothing new to learn.. I want to grow but I keep hitting the walls. If I could do more in the [SAS] I’d have joy in that but I still got to work. If I had the time to devote to study, I could maybe make a decent programmer or system admin but I’ve got work and school to do. Bastard of a system, who cares for tests about the ‘laws of english’ compared to artistry ? To me at least computing from a programming perspective is an art form, not a lot of people under stand that about me. To them its just me wasting time infront of a computer, to me its expression, its art, its design, its apart of me…

The more time I have to spend at it, the more often I enjoy it and the better I grow at it. Frig man, I’ve got my figers in C, C++, Java, Perl, Python, Ruby, not to mention sh script, and html/css markup. I might not be good at any of them but when your lucky to be able to devote more then a few hours a week. You can’t be expected to master a life time of ability over night.

**** it, I’m going to bed, worry about it later.