Woe is Bumper Stickers (7)

I don’t think you can tell from this picture, but the back of this car was covered with anti-abortion bumper stickers.  Apparently, “God is PRO-LIFE.”  I just wanted to mention that I hate (HATE) it when people use the back of their cars as a platform for their issues and beliefs.  Come on, People.  Bumper stickers are tacky.  Ten bumper stickers on the same car is 10 times as tacky.  You lose all credibility with me (or any person in their right mind) when you tell me what I should think on the back of your car.  Honestly.  Find a better outlet for your issues.  Maybe learn a lesson from your turn of the twentieth century forefathers…  You know, the one where actions speak louder than bumper stickers on the back of your car.  But, hey, that’s just my opinion.

Also note the crack that dominates the view from my windshield.  Hehehe…

…and then they all rode off into the sunset. (6)

Well… That’s kind of what my day was like today.  I pretty much rode horses (mine and others) all day long.  Then for dinner we cooked over a bonfire, like something out of an old western… well, sort of. 

Anyway, today’s picture features my horse’s blue eye.  She only has one; it’s called a glass eye, and it is her name sake.  Her name is Crystal. 

The coolest part about her glass eye is that if you shine a flashlight in her eye’s after dark, it glows red.  It’s awesome.  Like Children of the Corn.

5… I wonder what’s the feast?…

This big spider built a huge web just outside the garage.  I see her every morning when I leave for work.  Yesterday, she was eating a big grasshopper.  I haven’t figured out what she was munching on this morning.

Phone cam won… Day 4

I know I promised to use my actual camera today, but the phone camera proves to be much more efficient.  I just wish it took better pictures.  I’ve tried tweaking the settings to get better quality pictures, but those settings have proven to be non-existent.

Without further ado…

It was overcast all day today, and just before sundown, I finally noticed the blue sky trying to peek through all the grey.  I guess Winter is coming…  (Bonus points for those who get the reference.)

As an extra treat, here’s the alternate photo that didn’t make the cut for yesterday.  It’s extra cute, but technically, I took it for a text message, so it didn’t count as my PhotoADay photo. 

I also have a fantastical plan for catching my cat on the prowl, but you’ll just have to wait and see for yourself before I let the cat out of the bag, so to speak.  :)

Love...

Day Three

I really need to start carrying around my real camera if I’m going to keep this up for any length of time; however, it’s so much easier to take photos with my phone, than to have to lug another thing around with me. 

Maybe on tomorrow’s photo I’ll use my real camera.  Until then…

 

Dinner is an exciting time of day.

Day #2

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If I had my history website…

… this would be something I would post to that blog.

Apparently, students tend to remember historical inaccuracies as fact if they saw them in a movie.  Duh.  Of course they do… I’m not sure why a psychologist needed to tell me that.  As a student of history, my professors often reminded us not to believe everything in historical movies, and they often took the time to point out the inaccuracies in popular movies.  However, I am glad there is a psychologist out there to tell us what we already know.  According to Mr. Butler:

…there's something really special about watching a film that lets people retain information from that film, even when they had read a contradictory account in the textbook.

My theory that that “something really special” is that you are watching it happen.  I mean, let’s think about it… if you saw an accident happen, you would remember it better than if someone just told you what happened.  This is common sense, right? 

Take this as a warning, and don’t say that I didn’t tell you that:

moviegoers might do well to take the Hollywood words "inspired by true events" with a very large pinch of salt.

via msnbc

Star Wars+Zombies=I have officially heard of everything.

The other day, as I was on Amazon searching upcoming Star Wars books (I know, I have a geeky hobby.), I discovered what I never thought I would ever see in my life.  On October 13th, the Star Wars and Horror books will collide.  Enter: Deathtroopers.

This is the description from Amazon:

When the Imperial prison barge Purge–temporary home to five hundred of the galaxy’s most ruthless killers, rebels, scoundrels, and thieves–breaks down in a distant, uninhabited part of space, its only hope appears to lie with a Star Destroyer found drifting, derelict, and seemingly abandoned. But when a boarding party from the Purge is sent to scavenge for parts, only half of them come back–bringing with them a horrific disease so lethal that within hours nearly all aboard the Purge die in ways too hideous to imagine.

And death is only the beginning.

The Purge’s half-dozen survivors–two teenage brothers, a sadistic captain of the guards, a couple of rogue smugglers, and the chief medical officer, the lone woman on board–will do whatever it takes to stay alive. But nothing can prepare them for what lies waiting aboard the Star Destroyer amid its vast creaking emptiness that isn’t really empty at all. For the dead are rising: soulless, unstoppable, and unspeakably hungry.

Srsly?  Zombies?  In my Star Wars universe?  How does this Joe Schreiber joker plan to pull this off? 

According to Mr. Joker-Schreiber on his blog, “I've tried to make it into exactly the kind of book you'd want to read if you were a child of the 70s who grew up with the original Star Wars trilogy and really digs horror in the vein of The Shining and Alien, with a little dose of William Gibson mixed in.”  I just hope he’s able to pull it off, because I’m highly skeptical about this one.  Highly skeptical. 

I’ll let you know how it turns out in October, because God knows I won’t be able to keep my hands off of it, even though I think it’s ridiculous.

“God is my accountant.”

This really crappy pick-up sits in the parking lot of McDonald’s all of the time.  I assume the owner is employed there.  The funny thing is that the truck has a bumper sticker on the back that says, “God is my accountant.”  It cracks me up every single time I see it.  I imagine that it must mean that when that guy writes a check, he just prays that there will be enough money in his account to cover it.

The internets aren’t always my friends…*

I recently burned a bunch of albums to listen to in my car (For at least two months I only had one CD in my car that wasn’t too scratched and warped from heat to play; however, I did have to skip through tracks 10 through the end, and eventually the first 9 tracks to Jagged Little Pill get a little trying no matter how much you like the album.), and I despite the fact I have ample CD’s from which to choose I keep gravitating back to Who Killed Amanda Palmer (I know, I know, big surprise, but to be fair, I hadn’t listened to it for a couple of months because of the Jagged Little Pill fiasco.). 

I spend a lot of time in my car though out the course of the day (probably close to two hours), and every single time I hear her sing this song, I can never believe how much I relate to it.

(I can’t seem to get this video to load at the moment, so I’m crossing my fingers that it’s the right one.)

At the end of the version on the album, Amanda says, “This song should be funnier, but it’s so true, it’s Sad.”  She couldn’t be more right.  I’ve banned myself from any kind of social networking sites, because if I even enter them I’m fatally drawn to depressing myself by stalking the people I once knew.  A quote* from a blog I read today compelled me to blog about this; otherwise it would have stayed locked up in my head, because these are the things that one shouldn’t admit for fear of sounding crazy.  The two things don’t really connect, and are a non sequitur if I’ve ever seen one; however, I suppose it made me realize that Amanda and I aren’t the only unhappy souls in the world (Honestly, though, I’m not thinking Amanda’s all that unhappy at the moment, so I suppose what I’m saying is that it made me realize I’m not the only unhappy soul), and made me want to share with the world as well. 

Please don’t think I’m crazy.

*i am excited to escape away even if it is just for a few moments, since really, there is nothing worse then being showered by someone else's love affair when you have just drowned in your own. But of course we can never dream of saying this. As a good friend once told me just smile and say ah - huh.

*I wrote this last night, and I assume because I mentioned that the internets weren’t my friends in the title, the internets rebelled and refused to let me post it then, so I am doing it now… hopefully.

The Pope’s rockin’…

I’ve been meaning to address this topic since July 31 when I read about it, but it’s taken me this long to find the time to actually blog something.  That said, let’s get to the heart of the matter.  Everyone’s favorite The freaking pope has signed to a major record label… the same record label as Snoop Dogg and Ashlee Simpson.  I did a double-take when I read the article in USA Today. 

Turns out he’s not the first pope to do this.  I seriously can’t believe it.  I can’t believe that he would even have to bother with a record label (I mean, come on, Catholics, you would buy the pope’s record if he were on an independent label, wouldn’t you?  Or even if he were producing CDs on his own?  I know you would.  He has no need for a major record label.), because think of all that money the Catholic Church is losing.  Honestly, I’m 100% surprised that the Catholic Church doesn’t have its own record label, just so they don’t lose all that money to the major record labels.  Everyone knows that it takes a crazy amount of records sold to even begin to break even on a major record label.  Come on, Catholicism, I thought you were better, and more greedy than that.  You’re supposed to rule the world.  This isn’t the way to do it. 

According to USA Today, the pope’s album will feature “chants and prayers along with eight original classical compositions.”  I think it would be much more suited to his looks for Pope Benedict to release a heavy metal album.  Srsly, he’s scary looking.  How can he Not have a heavy metal album?

via USA Today

There are many things I’d like to blog about…

…but the most important at the moment is this:

This horse is named Trooper.  My boss gave him to me today.  I’ll take a better picture soon, but this one isn’t too bad considering I took it of him in the horse trailer with my phone camera. 

That’s all for now.  It’s past my bedtime, and my little sis and I are going to go for our first official ride with Trooper in the morning.  It’s going to be awesome. 

I have about 4 actual blogs percolating in my head at the moment, so don’t give up on me just yet.

Good night!