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A photo book of a wedding I did for a friend. (^_^) Lemme know what ya think!

Statistically Insane

So I rarely, Ahem nearly never, check or log on here. I used to blog daily on past sites and now... well I guess I got lazy. Psh. Got lazy. My motto all my life has been ' Never put off until tomorrow what you can get away with putting off indefinitely' Mom used to tell me I lived in the Land of Later.

 Now that I've hit an age that I suppose most would consider grown up I've realized something.  The biggest lie grownups tell is that they actually feel grown up. WTF? What does it actually mean to feel 'grownup'? Really. I feel tired of fighting the same fights at work day in and day out with little to no change, so perhaps I feel insane, since the definition of insanity is repeating the same action and expecting different results. Or maybe I'm just better at Statistics than my professor thought, because eventually Statistically somethings gotta give. 

Stupid Birds

 Insanity is the only way to deal with the world today. Nothing is sane; not even the birds in the sky are completely devoid of mental complexes. After all, how many cute little seemingly happy wrens have you witnessed flying right into a patio door?

If those poor birds had not been suicidal schizophrenics with paranoid overtones, then they might have been looking forward while they were flying. Not back over their small feathery shoulders to see if the woodpecker that had been tailing them for the last four trees was still there. If they had been looking ahead of themselves, they might have seen that rapidly approaching sliding glass patio door in front of them.

Regrettably birds  (like people) are a product of the modern world. So instead of confronting their problems they run away from them. They can’t turn their backs  completely though, they must watch their problems covertly over their shoulders. All the while dashing away from them at top speed. It is no big wonder then, that the little birdbrains don’t notice that speedily approaching glass wall of doom. They smack right into it head first, then unceremoniously slide down the glass surface leaving a trail of smeared blood and the occasional crumpled feather behind them. Or (in the event that they strike the door exceptionally hard) they bounce off the glass with a sharp metallic clang, and fall to the cold hard concrete bellow where they land with a dull crunch. Either way the bird ends up sprawled on the deck a nasty bloody mess that your cat would happily pick up and drop on your pillow early one morning as a gift of undying love from him to you.

Lovely.

Happily though you and I aren’t birds. We are people, human beings. And hopefully as such we can learn from these poor depressed creatures that continue year after year to fly to their deaths on patio doors around the world. What is the lesson we should take away with us after reading this sad tale you might ask? Well, the answer is simple. Face your problems head on, don’t run from them as fast as you can. Seek a solution to the conundrum, not the nearest exit. But, if you do have to run (or fly as the case may be) from the issue at hand under no circumstances should you look back. Not only could your problems be gaining on you but you could also be careening toward an unseen patio door of your own.

Road kill stories

I was reading through my old blog and ran across this entry form 2007.  It made me laugh so I had to repost.
Sept 6 2007So funny story 

About a week ago I'm driving home the back way.Its a windy little two lane road through farm country and forest. I had just gotten of work  so dusk was just beginning to close in, and the sky was going to that pinkish orange color of a fairly nice, but not quite spectacular sunset. As I come around a 45% bend in the road I notice what I though was a small bag of trash, a discarded McD's lunch perhaps. So, I aim my car to straddle it, as aiming to miss would put me either squarely in oncoming traffic or mostly in the ditch. All would have gone as planned, road debris missed and another uneventful drive home completed except for one small detail.
What I had originally believed to merely be discarded junk, in fact, turned out to be a very alive pigeon bedding down on a warm yet unfortunate piece of pavement. As one might imagine, my rapidly approaching car startled said sleepy bird. Whereupon said bird decided to fly--just as I drove over it.
**********CURTHUNK!!!***********
Ick factor aside, the story might have ended here with the few trailing feathers still attached to my front grille. However, tonight as we were leaving dinner at my Mother's I pointed out the feathers clinging tenaciously onto my car to the Hubbs. Who then bent down to inspect the area and made a rather unpleasant discovery. 
The pigeon is still IN MY CAR!!!!! It failed to bounce off the undercarriage and lodged in front of the radiator where it remains.
So, for now, this is where the story closes'. I've been driving around town for a week with a dead body in my car. lol (^_^) 
YUCKY!!!!!!!!

It is sooooo the boy's job to knock that sucker out of there.

Update: I do still have this car and I am happy to report the pigeon is no longer a stow-away.

A little bit about me

Name: Amanda
Sign: Pisces 
What's the first thing I do every morning? Let Dante outside
Favorite dish: CRAB!!!!
Must-Visit Website: Netflix and Facebook
Must-Watch TV Show:   Spartacus: Blood and Sand, Fringe, and Bones
About my tattoos: One so far and I love it. ready for numero dos 
Junk food I love:  brownies 
When I try to eat healthy:     I aim for things without highfructose corn syrup
My childhood celebrity crush was:   Raphael from the Ninja Turtles, and Leo Dicaprio
Recently I was surprised by:  a beetle on the floor, ICK!!
The cereals in my cupboard are: Honey bunches of Oats and Rasin Bran
Heaven on earth is: Lounging arround with a good book or just hanging out with great friends.
For dinner I like to make: Ah, you assume I cook,lol!!! Usually involves chicken when I do.
My coolest article of clothing: my 200 some odd pairs of shoes. 
When friends come over we: watch UFC and drink, have a cookout and drink, or discuss politics and books...while drinking (^_^)
Before I die I want to: Visit Ireland and at least see one or two of my fave bands in concert
When I'm away from home I have to have: My phone for sure, and my make up. 
People would be surprised that I: Can't ride a bike, but I can make dolls.
If someone gave me a million bucks tomorrow I'd: Go on an extended vacation after paying my bills