jello shots anyone?

Finding the little cup things that you put jello shots in is hard to do. After TN and I were all over town preparing for our party and still could not find them a story MJM told me sparked an idea.

MJM used to take a yearly trip to a beach side town and swore that it was impossible to get drunk because of her lack of straws, so she went to a McD's and ask them if she could buy some. McD's allowed her to make a donation and gave her a lifetime supply of straws.

So on to the jello cups .... TN and I think that we are going to have to drive all the way across town to go to GFS to get the stupid cups when MJM's story occurred to me. I say to TN we should just go to Taco Bell and ask them if we can buy some of the cheap cheese cups. So we go in speak with a manager (who is our age) and she says since it is for jello shots ... why not! TN and I were elated. We went home and made our beautiful orange and purple jello shots and they were a hit!

poontang

Okay it all started the other night, my brother was over and I was coloring TN's hair. I was preparing the mixture of hair dye and I said "man this stuff smells like poontang". We all die laughing; not that I am the most eloquent speaker but poontang is not usually a word that leaves my lips. For the remainder of the night it is the joke between the three of us ... poon-head, poon-hair, poon-terra... you get the idea.

Last night TN and I walk into Giant Eagle and once again an overwhelming smell of poontang! I say once again "man it smells like poontang in here!" Once again we are laughing our asses off ... poon-smell, poon-store, then the best one ever TN comes up with poon-Eagle! Poon-Eagle! that is the funniest shit I have ever heard!. .. right as she says it, a Giant Eagle cashier greets me "Hello" all I hear is poon-Eagle and bust out laughing right in the cashiers face.

an icon passes

Civil rights pioneer Rosa Parks is shown in December 2001 at a ceremony honoring the 46th anniversary of her arrest for civil disobedience at the Henry Ford Museum in Dearborn, Mich.

I wanted to give a shout out to Rosa Parks; "Mother of the Civil Rights Movement"

CSCC

AZ posted something that reminded me of the following story:

I was attending Columbus State Community College and taking CPT 101, CPT 101 is a computer class that covers basic computer skills in Word, Excel, Access, and Power Point. My teacher reminded me of Mrs. Flippi (from Billy Madison)but she was also quite rude. If you had a question in class she required you to e-mail it to her. WTF why would I e-mail you a question if you are right in front of me ... whatever hag! Needless to say I hated her, Seriously I HATED her.

Anyway.... it is down to finals and it is the last day of finals for Spring quarter. I am sitting in front of my PC and taking the test. It is one of these tests that keeps your score in the corner so if you answer a question correctly then your score remains at 100% but if you answer a question wrong it drops your score the appropriate point value. I take the Word portion of the exam and have a 100% - at this point we were to raise our hand so that Mrs. Flippi could come over and record our scores. So I raise my hand she comes over marks down my beautiful 100% and goes off to record other scores. Next I am on the Excel portion and I go through to the end of the test and I end up with a 95%. I repeat raising my hand and so forth. As I go forward with the Access portion I am getting more and more discouraged then when I think that all is lost and the score in the lower left hand corner of my screen says 35% and I have accepted that I will be receiving a D for the class ... my screen goes blank... I mean just blackness... gone. I look around and everyone's screen is blank. Mrs. Flippi is flipping out running around the class trying to figure out what happened. Finally after about 20 minutes of trying to locate the problem with no success Mrs. Flippi looks at us, exasperated and says "I guess we will just have to use the scores I have already recorded." I about did a back flip! To this day I cannot use Access!

hairy laundry

Why is it that the black cat always jumps into the clean basket of whites and the white cat always jumps into the clean basket of darks?

am I a nerd?

Question - Do any of you ever sit and watch the newly posted blog sites roll by on Blogger and click on them randomly to see what other people talk about?

I do.

jdy ... cross your fingers

I wanted to give a shout out to my old friends The Shirt Tales.

gosh ... maybe I am a retard

How is it that some of us have the brain capacity to understand how to upload a picture onto a blog and the rest of us just have to take instruction and have faith that these smarties will guide us correctly.

Creepy King

Have any of you noticed that Burger King commercials are really really creepy? I mean it is this really weird guy with a big plastic head with tights and a cloak?? Then the "King" comes to your window and delivers food? Or chases you around the yard? I cannot even think about Burger King without getting super creeped out.

spooky

I stayed at the Buxton Inn in Granville with the stupid bitches I work with over the weekend. What these girls lack in brain cells they make up for with fun.

As you may or may not know the Buxton Inn is "haunted". Feel free to read about it here:

http://www.prairieghosts.com/oh-buxt.html

Anyway, TH and I are sharing a bed and we were up all night at the bars and whatnot, we go back to the room and of course we are a little tense about the "ghosts". After TH has jumped out of bed about 100 times saying that the "ghost" has pulled her hair or whispered in her ear or tickled her feet, I have had just about enough. I say - TH shut the fuck up and go to sleep. We finally settle down and just as I was about to drift off to sleep TH accidentally touched me, I jump up, scream at the top of my lungs, launch her across the room where she slams into a closet door and slides down the wall. To my surprise all TH says is "Why'd you do that?" Then we spent the remainder of the night giggling about how funny it was that she was thrown across the room.

I felt a little bad but what can you do when you are terrified and sleep deprived but to throw someone across a room.