Friday, April 30, 2004
What video game character are you?
 I am Mario.I like to jump around, and would lead a fairly serene and aimless existence if it weren't for my friends always getting into trouble. I love to help out, even when it puts me at risk. I seem to make friends with people who just can't stay out of trouble. What Pre 1985 Video Game Character Are You? |
Oh Yeah!!!
Oh Yeah!!!I found something new to add to the 'ol site today and I am pretty excited that I was able to make it work.
Check out the additions on the left hand side!
I got it from Imood. It's so fun!
Thursday, April 29, 2004
I shoulda called in Sick…
I shoulda called in Sick...And I would tomorrow, except for the fact that I have to meet with some people to finalize the "Budget." Which really cracks me up. The project just ended - most of the contractors are gone the end of this week (it being the end of the month) but we won't get invoiced for them until the middle of next month. And somehow we are supposed to come up with good numbers now? Heck - we haven't even gotten the March invoice because the contractors decided to switch invoicing techniques and can't figure out what they are doing... Not our problem really - except for the fact that we can't allocate the costs yet...
The whole reason I came into work today was to meet with my boss. I probably should have just re-scheduled it and went back to bed. Right now all I really want is a nap!
Crap. I'm really moody. I need to cut it out... Maybe some soothing Jet will make me feel better...
Tuesday, April 27, 2004
Which Historical Lunatic Are You?
Which Historical Lunatic Are You?
From the fecund loins of Rum and Monkey.
Which Historical Lunatic Are You?
You are Joshua Abraham Norton, first and only Emperor of the United States of America!
Born in England sometime in the second decade of the nineteenth century, you carved a notable business career, in South Africa and later San Francisco, until an entry into the rice market wiped out your fortune in 1854. After this, you became quite different. The first sign of this came on September 17, 1859, when you expressed your dissatisfaction with the political situation in America by declaring yourself Norton I, Emperor of the USA. You remained as such, unchallenged, for twenty-one years.
Within a month you had decreed the dissolution of Congress. When this was largely ignored, you summoned all interested parties to discuss the matter in a music hall, and then summoned the army to quell the rebellious leaders in Washington. This did not work. Magnanimously, you decreed (eventually) that Congress could remain for the time being. However, you disbanded both major political parties in 1869, as well as instituting a fine of $25 for using the abominable nickname "Frisco" for your home city.
Your days consisted of parading around your domain - the San Francisco streets - in a uniform of royal blue with gold epaulettes. This was set off by a beaver hat and umbrella. You dispensed philosophy and inspected the state of sidewalks and the police with equal aplomb. You were a great ally of the maligned Chinese of the city, and once dispersed a riot by standing between the Chinese and their would-be assailants and reciting the Lord's Prayer quietly, head bowed.
Once arrested, you were swiftly pardoned by the Police Chief with all apologies, after which all policemen were ordered to salute you on the street. Your renown grew. Proprietors of respectable establishments fixed brass plaques to their walls proclaiming your patronage; musical and theatrical performances invariably reserved seats for you and your two dogs. (As an aside, you were a good friend of Mark Twain, who wrote an epitaph for one of your faithful hounds, Bummer.) The Census of 1870 listed your occupation as "Emperor".
The Board of Supervisors of San Francisco, upon noticing the slightly delapidated state of your attire, replaced it at their own expense. You responded graciously by granting a patent of nobility to each member. Your death, collapsing on the street on January 8, 1880, made front page news under the headline "Le Roi est Mort". Aside from what you had on your person, your possessions amounted to a single sovereign, a collection of walking sticks, an old sabre, your correspondence with Queen Victoria and 1,098,235 shares of stock in a worthless gold mine. Your funeral cortege was of 30,000 people and over two miles long.
The burial was marked by a total eclipse of the sun.
Huh…
Huh...I was on jennythegreat.com (a site that Freeman introduced me to) and came across a like to this site John Kerry.
Now - I really hadn't thought about there actually being an election this year. I know that there is going to be one, and usually I don't think about it to much until it is time to vote. This year though, I feel as though the election is really important. I'm not sure which candidateI will be voting for - I know which one I am leaning towards. But the site above impressed me. Not sure if it is just because it is there, or if there is a deeper reason for me liking it, meaning that I like Kerry.
Dunno... but it's interesting none-the-less.
As you wake in the morning
What do you feel?
Does a rush of happiness
wash over you when,
Suddenly, you realize you are alive?
