Showing posts with label britneywood. Show all posts
Showing posts with label britneywood. Show all posts
Friday, October 26, 2012
Today's Rambles 26 October 2012
Good morning everyone!
This Britney Wood family case just gets worse and worse. Let's forget for a moment that this bastard needs to be lynched, but take a look at that one sentence that says, "Kent was out on bond for rape and sodomy charges [related to an] incestuous sex ring involving underage victims in both Mobile and Baldwin counties."
Can someone please explain to me why that man was out on bond? His own nephew, also involved in it and also out on bond, cut off his ankle device and fled. When they went to his home to investigate, they found a freaking METH LAB!!!
I don't think anyone in this family needs to be out on bond. They are a danger to minors and to the general public. It also appears that they were involved with the murder of Britney too.
This is one sick family. I have no doubt that one of them killed Britney. She was a beautiful girl. Too bad she was born into a screwed up family like this.
Have you noticed that Google search sucks now? Used to, if you did a search and a lot of results were located at one website, they would group all those results into one and have a little link that said "See more results from X.com". Evidently those days are over. Now when I do a search, I get 10 thousand pages of completely useless information, all from the same site. Google is the new Microsoft. They have now quit caring about their clientele. It's time for a new innovative company to launch and put them in their place.
Speaking of things that suck. How about the Greater Gulf State Fair? Now, I'm sure there are a lot of locals who think it's just the best thing in the world because they really don't know any better. Most have lived here all their lives and so they have no idea what a good fair is all about.
The best fair I've ever experienced in my life, is the Tanana Valley State Fair. Just as a FYI, that's pronounced tan-nuh-nawh, it doesn't rhyme with Banana. That fair ROCKS! It's the best fair I've ever seen and I've lived in a bunch of states and have moved to new states, on average, about every 7 years. Alaska knows what a fair should be and should be a template for any fair organizer.
The Gulf fair is all about rides. That's it. There are no animal exhibitions, no pie tastings, not much in the way of quilting or sewing or just about anything. All of that is done before the freaking fair even opens. It sucks and I hate it. I've only been once and would not go back again, ever, were it not that my Mother is living with me and wants to go.
On this day in 1881 there was a shootout at the OK Corral with Wyatt Earp et al. Tombstone (blu-ray) is the best movie I've seen on that subject. I didn't much care for Kevin Costner's film.
Has anyone noticed that Amazon also sucks now? At least, the website does, not the service. I've had nothing but good customer service from them (in fact, here are my reviews of stuff), but their website is so slow now! Is it just me?
While I'm on the subject of Amazon... I have a Kindle Fire and I really do love it, but the biggest annoyance to me is that the default bottom of the device. That is where the ridiculously placed power button is. It gets heavy after a while (a short while) and if you rest it on your lap, table or whatever, it shuts the freak off. I cannot stand it! I don't know whose bright idea it was to design it that way, but it irks the crap out of me. The default bottom should have no buttons whatsoever. It seems to prove that there was no testing whatsoever with the device.
As for the device itself and how well it works, it's decent. Occasionally it'll shut off every now and then and not turn back on for a while. It causes a multi-panic moment. Eventually though, it comes back on. I'm not sure what that's about but it's not just mine. It has happened to my husband's and my daughter's, all of which are Fires.
If you happened to read about that Alabama pizza girl, then read the truth here. It's stunningly different. Leave it to liberals to make total asses out of themselves. On the other hand, however, I do thank those asses for making Romney look so good as the better choice for all.
Want more proof that CNN is run by clowns? If that's not enough, how about this then? You know, isn't that like me saying "Hey, I'm the best Queen of England!"? No, really. How can you declare yourself that with a straight face? What a moron.
The thing is, it's really funny that the media is actually covering for Obama, but never did they cover Bush or Reagan. Then they have the nerve to say they're non-biased. Not even!
Finally, a little bit about me. I love classic rock. Part of it is that my father loved it (he had Led Zeppelin, Lynyrd Skynyrd, etc. albums on vinyl, which is rare for his age) but mostly I grew up with it. Every now and then, I'd like to share one of my favorite songs, so today it'll be Hotel California. Yes I know, it's nothing new, but it's been on my mind lately a lot. My husband being in California and all, and missing him, makes me think about this song. So today is my Hotel California day and it's the live version because it rocks.
Enjoy and have a great weekend everyone!
Tuesday, October 23, 2012
Today's Rambles 23 Oct 2012
I only remember one dream last night. This one was very weird. I was going to the movies with a cousin of mine. I'm not sure who it was.
We were at a mall too. We had been several places to get my car fixed and I had to keep telling them that you said it was okay to get my car fixed. The mall was before the movies, in case that sounds too confusing.
Cousin and I got to the movies and were in line when I ran into my first real infatuation. Not first crush or first love, but simply an infatuation. He was the first one that I really REALLY wanted and made me feel all passionate. We never acted on it, not that I didn't want to...
I asked him how he was doing and he said he wasn't too well, that he was going home because he was sick. I touched him on the arm, which is what I always do with patients who complain about not feeling well. It's the first way to figure out if they're feverish, diaphoretic or whatever. When I touched him he was on fire. He had a very high temperature (and again, my hands tell me cause I'm like a super great nurse and all that). I was surprised that he was even there, because he seriously needed to be in bed.
He almost fainted, but his parents and a friend of his were with him. They carried him out and he was getting upset. It was as though he wanted to go to work, or something. He also kept trying to tell me something. I still don't know what it was, but I told him they were taking him home, where he needed to be, and everything was going to be all right. That seemed to make him feel better.
Then I woke up. There was no flirtation (as there usually is when I dream about him, and I've done it before but VERY rarely, in fact, only twice before in my entire life) or regrets or anything. It was a very calm and friendly encounter. It's interesting that I looked at him as a patient.
Gee. I must be in love with my husband or something because most of my old thoughts of him were of the more lascivious nature. lol!
I think probably other than my present husband, he was the only other one I was really attracted to, but again, he and I never had a chance to be together at all. I regretted that for many MANY years. I'd say up until about the time that I met my current husband. Even throughout my marriage to my ex, I thought of him. My ex knew it too. I never hid it.
Why I dreamed about him now, is a curiosity. I've not even thought of him in ages now. Probably since before I got married to my current husband.
Well enough of the weird dreams (I am loaded with them).
So... in today's news....
Today's Woot shirt is a bit odd: http://shirt.woot.com/
Today's Kindle Adult Daily Deal (well for that matter, the children's too because that sounds very clever) is very similar to the Downton Abbey success. After all, the wife (Elizabeth McGovern) is an American heiress. Which by the way, if you had never heard of McGovern until that show then how very un-80s you are! Anyhow, you would think that the idea was spawned from the show, but evidently it's an older book.
The Kindle Children Daily Deal sounds fascinating! What an adorable sounding book. It sounds like a book I would have loved as a child. The author sounds just as fascinating as her books. I love that she studied so many levels of Norse/Scandinavian languages just so she could learn more on Nordic fantasy. Very cool indeed!
Tomorrow is the Frankenstein double feature. I guess I'll have to go because I don't want to pass up the opportunity of a lifetime. That's just a very long time to sit in the theater without my husband around. :( It would be very cool though if he could go with me and then we could talk about it. *sigh*
Oh and while I'm there, I'll be sure to watch out for a guy like this.
There is an interesting article (or rather, probably would be) at Weather.com on "15 Must-See" cemeteries, of all things. Too bad the link is broken (at least, while I'm writing this anyway). The top one, the ONLY one you can see, is New Orleans, which I've been to, since I don't live far from there.
One sick bastard after another. People like that need to tattoo their foreheads with "child rapist" and then throw them into the general population of any prison.
As a side note, I have got to find out what that scale means, in the photo. Notice how the numbers don't line up or match properly?
The problem I see with this is that pesky little sentence that says, "Establish protocol for responding to a mental health or drug-induced emergency using less lethal methods..." Hmmm. How is a police officer supposed to diagnose this in the heat of a situation? The irony is that this girl is a nursing student and so should know better than to say that! I posted that very thing in the comments there, along with why this is a very bad idea.
The Political Correctness Alert goes to History.com today. I'm more than just a little disturbed by the fact that they simply call what happened a "hostage crisis" rather than what it is, that being a terroristic hostage crisis. They even go so far as to call them "guerrillas" rather than the terrorists they are. Shame on History.com! I'm sure the survivors of that would not call themselves only hostages. It was a day of terror for them.
On this day my all time TV/Hollywood idol was born, Johnny Carson (1925). That man was amazing. Also, the ever so giant Michael Crichton (1942) was born too. I read a good number of his books, though admittedly not all.
My favorite TV show, Rome, comes to mind today because in 42 BC, Brutus rightfully committed suicide. It kind of makes you look at Julius Caesar's last words in another way now, doesn't it?
I still remember this day in 1983 when the Marine barracks in Beirut were bombed. It was at that moment that I saw a whole future of hate from Islam. After all, even with the release of the hostages that were held for 444 days in Iran, there now was this. Sadly, I was not wrong.
We were at a mall too. We had been several places to get my car fixed and I had to keep telling them that you said it was okay to get my car fixed. The mall was before the movies, in case that sounds too confusing.
Cousin and I got to the movies and were in line when I ran into my first real infatuation. Not first crush or first love, but simply an infatuation. He was the first one that I really REALLY wanted and made me feel all passionate. We never acted on it, not that I didn't want to...
I asked him how he was doing and he said he wasn't too well, that he was going home because he was sick. I touched him on the arm, which is what I always do with patients who complain about not feeling well. It's the first way to figure out if they're feverish, diaphoretic or whatever. When I touched him he was on fire. He had a very high temperature (and again, my hands tell me cause I'm like a super great nurse and all that). I was surprised that he was even there, because he seriously needed to be in bed.
He almost fainted, but his parents and a friend of his were with him. They carried him out and he was getting upset. It was as though he wanted to go to work, or something. He also kept trying to tell me something. I still don't know what it was, but I told him they were taking him home, where he needed to be, and everything was going to be all right. That seemed to make him feel better.
Then I woke up. There was no flirtation (as there usually is when I dream about him, and I've done it before but VERY rarely, in fact, only twice before in my entire life) or regrets or anything. It was a very calm and friendly encounter. It's interesting that I looked at him as a patient.
Gee. I must be in love with my husband or something because most of my old thoughts of him were of the more lascivious nature. lol!
I think probably other than my present husband, he was the only other one I was really attracted to, but again, he and I never had a chance to be together at all. I regretted that for many MANY years. I'd say up until about the time that I met my current husband. Even throughout my marriage to my ex, I thought of him. My ex knew it too. I never hid it.
Why I dreamed about him now, is a curiosity. I've not even thought of him in ages now. Probably since before I got married to my current husband.
Well enough of the weird dreams (I am loaded with them).
So... in today's news....
Today's Woot shirt is a bit odd: http://shirt.woot.com/
Today's Kindle Adult Daily Deal (well for that matter, the children's too because that sounds very clever) is very similar to the Downton Abbey success. After all, the wife (Elizabeth McGovern) is an American heiress. Which by the way, if you had never heard of McGovern until that show then how very un-80s you are! Anyhow, you would think that the idea was spawned from the show, but evidently it's an older book.
The Kindle Children Daily Deal sounds fascinating! What an adorable sounding book. It sounds like a book I would have loved as a child. The author sounds just as fascinating as her books. I love that she studied so many levels of Norse/Scandinavian languages just so she could learn more on Nordic fantasy. Very cool indeed!
Tomorrow is the Frankenstein double feature. I guess I'll have to go because I don't want to pass up the opportunity of a lifetime. That's just a very long time to sit in the theater without my husband around. :( It would be very cool though if he could go with me and then we could talk about it. *sigh*
Oh and while I'm there, I'll be sure to watch out for a guy like this.
There is an interesting article (or rather, probably would be) at Weather.com on "15 Must-See" cemeteries, of all things. Too bad the link is broken (at least, while I'm writing this anyway). The top one, the ONLY one you can see, is New Orleans, which I've been to, since I don't live far from there.
One sick bastard after another. People like that need to tattoo their foreheads with "child rapist" and then throw them into the general population of any prison.
As a side note, I have got to find out what that scale means, in the photo. Notice how the numbers don't line up or match properly?
The problem I see with this is that pesky little sentence that says, "Establish protocol for responding to a mental health or drug-induced emergency using less lethal methods..." Hmmm. How is a police officer supposed to diagnose this in the heat of a situation? The irony is that this girl is a nursing student and so should know better than to say that! I posted that very thing in the comments there, along with why this is a very bad idea.
The Political Correctness Alert goes to History.com today. I'm more than just a little disturbed by the fact that they simply call what happened a "hostage crisis" rather than what it is, that being a terroristic hostage crisis. They even go so far as to call them "guerrillas" rather than the terrorists they are. Shame on History.com! I'm sure the survivors of that would not call themselves only hostages. It was a day of terror for them.
On this day my all time TV/Hollywood idol was born, Johnny Carson (1925). That man was amazing. Also, the ever so giant Michael Crichton (1942) was born too. I read a good number of his books, though admittedly not all.
My favorite TV show, Rome, comes to mind today because in 42 BC, Brutus rightfully committed suicide. It kind of makes you look at Julius Caesar's last words in another way now, doesn't it?
I still remember this day in 1983 when the Marine barracks in Beirut were bombed. It was at that moment that I saw a whole future of hate from Islam. After all, even with the release of the hostages that were held for 444 days in Iran, there now was this. Sadly, I was not wrong.
"And when hee had opened the fourth seale, I heard the voice of the fourth beast say, Come and see.
And I looked, and behold, a pale horse, & his name that sate on him was Death, and hell followed with him: and power was giuen vnto them, ouer the fourth part of the earth to kill with sword, & with hunger, and with death, and with the beastes of the earth.
And when hee had opened the fift seale, I saw vnder the altar, the soules of them that were slaine for the word of God, and for the testimony which they held."
-- Revelation 6:7-9 (KJV, 1611)
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