tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-260108522023-11-16T04:07:01.273-08:00Monster Girl NewsMonster Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022352089771548387noreply@blogger.comBlogger57125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26010852.post-4390696875068453122009-05-20T23:12:00.000-07:002009-05-20T23:49:51.088-07:00latte<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfY5bcYo7LPW9EiFxXMQr0Zuo9zheRqRhTAlYSjWbXA0EPaF8F6dNLwhfsyauCdks8VXLeJznQTyBHa6pwIbdj48qIxW_To6YFUmzUjzvAFJU8sEpWRo4F91H338ZxM6gCW645nA/s1600-h/DSC_0016-2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfY5bcYo7LPW9EiFxXMQr0Zuo9zheRqRhTAlYSjWbXA0EPaF8F6dNLwhfsyauCdks8VXLeJznQTyBHa6pwIbdj48qIxW_To6YFUmzUjzvAFJU8sEpWRo4F91H338ZxM6gCW645nA/s320/DSC_0016-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338156681961906370" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">I'm not much of a coffee drinker but today an iced carmel macchiato latte sounded really good.</span></span><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br />In other news Adam lost tonight on Idol. I'm kinda surprised, Cortney tried to call in and vote for him but she couldn't ever get through. I thought Adam had a decent chance.<br /><br /> I don't think for a minute that he is walking away a loser, in fact this might even be better for him, he can persue his career without being under contract with American Idol.<br /><br />And I'm not complaining, sweet humble Kris Allen is an amazing artist as well. He was pretty much speechless when they crowned him winner. Anyways congrats to Kris Allen the 2009 winner of AI, and to runner up Adam Lambert, I'm sure we'll see them both are the music billboard charts real soon.<br /><br /><br /></div>Monster Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022352089771548387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26010852.post-21904436087137516912009-02-09T11:48:00.000-08:002009-02-09T11:51:44.489-08:00Gavin<p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqKZE-Sn-Kn57cBipIfJEByNx-wXrASaH2KiRNCuzmrR5M3oYhMaPzDrWVPuMP9z-HaWuwrWRZHbvrF_cgmZKZ0vDcnl2kPAm7aFw26ULerauFHYeq-4jhK5XmXYzBiWTbOJlyjw/s1600-h/DSC_0047.JPG"></a> </p> Here is a cutie I watch once in awhile.<br /><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqKZE-Sn-Kn57cBipIfJEByNx-wXrASaH2KiRNCuzmrR5M3oYhMaPzDrWVPuMP9z-HaWuwrWRZHbvrF_cgmZKZ0vDcnl2kPAm7aFw26ULerauFHYeq-4jhK5XmXYzBiWTbOJlyjw/s1600-h/DSC_0047.JPG"><img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqKZE-Sn-Kn57cBipIfJEByNx-wXrASaH2KiRNCuzmrR5M3oYhMaPzDrWVPuMP9z-HaWuwrWRZHbvrF_cgmZKZ0vDcnl2kPAm7aFw26ULerauFHYeq-4jhK5XmXYzBiWTbOJlyjw/s320/DSC_0047.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Monster Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022352089771548387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26010852.post-84743504914896323242009-02-03T09:56:00.000-08:002009-02-03T10:30:57.979-08:00shopping<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.observer.com/files/imagecache/vertical/files/observatory-sidebar.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 390px;" src="http://www.observer.com/files/imagecache/vertical/files/observatory-sidebar.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:100%;">When my daughter Amanda shops she turns it into an adventure. She loves to try on funky clothes and will come out of the dressing room posing and prancing around dramatically. It is a hysterical sight to behold.<br /><br /></span> <span style="font-size:100%;">I on the other hand love shopping but I hate trying on clothes. Hate it. Like the other day. I'm trying on jeans in a claustrophobic changing room.<br /><br /></span> <span style="font-size:100%;">T.: (calls through the door) Do you like them?<br /><br /></span> <span style="font-size:100%;">ME: No, they're not working for me, they're too tight.<br /><br /></span> <span style="font-size:100%;">T.: Get out here, let me see.<br /><br /></span> <span style="font-size:100%;">ME: No way these jeans make my thighs fatter and I see muffin top.<br /><br /></span> <span style="font-size:100%;">T.: Just get out here, I'll let you know. Trust me.<br /><br /></span> <span style="font-size:100%;">ME: Other people will see.<br /><br /></span> <span style="font-size:100%;">T.: Who cares, no one's out here.<br /><br /></span> <span style="font-size:100%;">ME: I'm taking them off.<br /><br /></span> <span style="font-size:100%;">T.: Okay then I'm coming in.<br /><br /></span> <span style="font-size:100%;">ME: (in a sing song tone) No your not, the door's locked.<br /><br /></span> <span style="font-size:100%;">T.: (sing song tone) Then I'll crawl under the door.<br /><br /></span> <span style="font-size:100%;">ME: You do and I swear I'll go Mommie Dearest on you and beat you with this hanger..<br /><br /></span> <span style="font-size:100%;">Lately I've noticed a trend with department stores. When customers get to the cash register the sales person begins to ask them a series of questions. I just want to pay and go. But they want to know my address, phone number. Especially Fashion Bug. Every time. They even want my e-mail address.<br /><br /></span> <span style="font-size:100%;">Sometimes I just want to say.."Would you like a blood sample too? I'm A negative."<br /><br />---------<br /><br /><br /></span> </div> <span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span>Monster Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022352089771548387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26010852.post-12564451673784545072008-10-18T17:42:00.000-07:002008-10-18T17:59:38.336-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6dmJJvFFCvunciOlG37_S0XXfdt0lAjiPRE2_Ru-8A_OWE8PDNBQlPwvCEmjOI0Rb-nNttnTNyARg2I8oUMKoTfRDxDXw1_fkYs9TurCdR35PZZ3adcHAbdxsVWio88BvevhexA/s1600-h/zzz+085.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6dmJJvFFCvunciOlG37_S0XXfdt0lAjiPRE2_Ru-8A_OWE8PDNBQlPwvCEmjOI0Rb-nNttnTNyARg2I8oUMKoTfRDxDXw1_fkYs9TurCdR35PZZ3adcHAbdxsVWio88BvevhexA/s200/zzz+085.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258662954278334978" border="0" /></a><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >Another week has passed me by. Last Saturday we went to a Cheer for a Cure benefit. $10.00 a plate (not bad), they were serving a choice of spaghetti or linguini alfredo. After dinner the girls performed a cute interactive show followed by raffle drawings and a silent auction.<br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ></span>=========================<br /></div><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" > Now think red and white checkered tables, live music, plastic bibs, corn on the cob, cups of melted butter... and crab. Put these together and you get The Dungeness Crab and Seafood Fest.<br /><br />I don't like crab. It's smelly, they scream when they're cooked, yeah I know, it's just steam. Cracking their shells open with pliers freak me out. I've tried to like crab, it looks like messy fun. People wearing plastic crab bibs while gorging themselves with gusto. It's a hands on affair and ettiquette flies right out the window. Cortney can eat her weight in crab. She ordered a half crab dinner for $15.00 and Jim ate crab cakes. I was content with my glass of chardonnay.</span><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" > Unfortunately Andrew couldn't join us because he was at his dads for the weekend.</span>Monster Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022352089771548387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26010852.post-11874677923360726682008-10-05T10:49:00.001-07:002008-10-05T10:54:46.267-07:00car<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkPlG4s_S4CeCTAZVOkESrdSapHqJr24JzwvkbhSSQjIK7cm5OsBOau8FD3h9owpt5j2q6-Wd8lgviyWxoIJw9IoQR21Y8xXuORSMbsCCFwEX6ZLdOkBnRfCitnolI_X_T537ssg/s1600-h/zzz+040.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkPlG4s_S4CeCTAZVOkESrdSapHqJr24JzwvkbhSSQjIK7cm5OsBOau8FD3h9owpt5j2q6-Wd8lgviyWxoIJw9IoQR21Y8xXuORSMbsCCFwEX6ZLdOkBnRfCitnolI_X_T537ssg/s200/zzz+040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253728853121066866" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: verdana;">Last night while Andrew was at his Homecoming Dance, Jim, Cortney and I went back to the races at Speedway. Thanks to this car here, number 77 and its driver who won one of the races I will not be taking out the trash ALL week. A bet is a bet!</span>Monster Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022352089771548387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26010852.post-49801212140871215742008-10-05T10:31:00.000-07:002008-10-05T10:38:29.494-07:00Bday<div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZoHcDnPPHI6HABwgsdvC6oBnXZ2NYUlhAXfd4sq8nRd2V4nQUoNZzJ6b1V89QVJrULSxPxOCH1wS_boEYMqLqgY2y1M1gA3P3-B3AwXwW7esmU7vY3woaG_cQ3vgh_WqxilcOdg/s1600-h/zzz+014+copy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZoHcDnPPHI6HABwgsdvC6oBnXZ2NYUlhAXfd4sq8nRd2V4nQUoNZzJ6b1V89QVJrULSxPxOCH1wS_boEYMqLqgY2y1M1gA3P3-B3AwXwW7esmU7vY3woaG_cQ3vgh_WqxilcOdg/s200/zzz+014+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253724367731146738" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: verdana;">Thursday was also Cortney's 11th birthday. She had a dinner party at Sergio's. She actually jumped when the staff came out plopped a sombrero on her little head then proceeded to sing Las Mananitas followed by Happy Birthday. At first her face registered surprise and bewilderment but then she put on an ear to ear grin and I could tell she was really enjoying herself.</span> <span style="font-family: verdana;">Her main present was a digital camera she had been longing for. She hasn't put the camera down since that night.</span><br /></div>Monster Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022352089771548387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26010852.post-79060989383418161692008-07-31T16:21:00.000-07:002008-07-31T17:15:04.169-07:00yep<div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.firstshowing.net/img/step-brothers-trl-img.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.firstshowing.net/img/step-brothers-trl-img.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I saw Step Brothers in Lakewood Sunday evening after going to the zoo. Step Brothers had its funny moments, I guess it really depends on a persons idea of funny. But first I want to talk about the theater.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">The theaters in the town I live in are crap compared to the Regal Cinema in Lakewood. This theater had stadium seating where the seats tier down and had the most comfortable chairs I've sat in while watching a movie on the big screen. The armrest lifts up so you can cuddle, fondle or pickpocket the person next to you, whatever your mood. They also have cup holders so just remember to take your coke out of the armrest before pulling it up (you know who you are). </span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">My only gripe is the same complaint I have at every theater. Snack prices.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Amanda brought me back a bottled water from the concession stand, I asked her how much it was and she tells me it was $4.50..... $4.50! I yelped just a little to loudly. That's a gallon of gas!<br /><br />But back to the movie, it was funny. There were some silly parts that I did not find humorous. Like when some kids make Brennan (Will Ferrel) lick white dog shit. Some of the jokes fell flat. However there were enough good ones to keep Step Brothers entertaining for a movie about two men 39 and 40 who act like 12 year olds. I would say that it was better than Semi Pro, but not nearly as good as Talladega Nights. So my advise would be to wait for it on DVD.*<br /><br /></span></span></div>Monster Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022352089771548387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26010852.post-36228196166020770052008-07-29T07:04:00.000-07:002008-12-08T17:38:37.084-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg50pZt2dIoawuEUpFV5EgQORhcYLIU6ZLaryancB2Zg4Sj3y2wP82O8o6HI1U5MDZ03JxHOLO4Ih0NOclHuxJlISB8F1CVvbZk4ln7DgO7lc33JpS7Gd6GduUoG9PlSbzHtcWQ4g/s1600-h/zoo+017+copy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg50pZt2dIoawuEUpFV5EgQORhcYLIU6ZLaryancB2Zg4Sj3y2wP82O8o6HI1U5MDZ03JxHOLO4Ih0NOclHuxJlISB8F1CVvbZk4ln7DgO7lc33JpS7Gd6GduUoG9PlSbzHtcWQ4g/s320/zoo+017+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228437158338729906" border="0" /></a><br />On Sunday I took off with Andrew heading to Tacoma where we picked up Amanda.<br /><br />We made as far as Discovery Bay. A rinky dink store and I was feeling tired and bought a Star Buck's Double Espresso mocha in a little can. I know, I don't drink coffee, but I had stayed up the night before watching<br /><br />Destination... PT. Defiance Zoo.<br /><br />Afterward we went to Owens Beach, Amanda and Andrew had a fierce water gun fight.Monster Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022352089771548387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26010852.post-23445959634387229382008-07-21T16:43:00.000-07:002008-12-08T17:38:37.783-08:00Taking time to smell the Lavender<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho6iQ4F5srkzC3NtffWtXQ0De4vdByU3n1qVhoRy3y78cKWzEAciUTzb759yp93Hz_WpsWIigHjca8mwr0GFXNkp49ySxJs8ANVjSZuDr_ZXx9qf8IGfx3gQg1uBNQC9MC5W4M_w/s1600-h/campingsaltcreek+078.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho6iQ4F5srkzC3NtffWtXQ0De4vdByU3n1qVhoRy3y78cKWzEAciUTzb759yp93Hz_WpsWIigHjca8mwr0GFXNkp49ySxJs8ANVjSZuDr_ZXx9qf8IGfx3gQg1uBNQC9MC5W4M_w/s320/campingsaltcreek+078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225939197302545986" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxJfYDaOJjWGNExwo1q-kr-BuhrSB1i8m3xm7-c7rt2ryGsCXxOpgQWPN6NUVTWqA6xQKCceaARtEVU2p_hD8uLBff05pTyYCtSJv486A8hhNYxDSJ83qlBuVZ4xnLcTPfgF3Ieg/s1600-h/campingsaltcreek+075.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxJfYDaOJjWGNExwo1q-kr-BuhrSB1i8m3xm7-c7rt2ryGsCXxOpgQWPN6NUVTWqA6xQKCceaARtEVU2p_hD8uLBff05pTyYCtSJv486A8hhNYxDSJ83qlBuVZ4xnLcTPfgF3Ieg/s320/campingsaltcreek+075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225924440801834114" border="0" /></a>I had a strange dream last night. I worked retail at Gottschalk's and Joan Rivers was my boss. Go figure.<br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />But anyway, I went to the 12th Annual Lavender Festival on Sunday in Sequim. Pronounced <span style="font-style: italic;">skwim.</span> Over 3 days of festival the farms have about 33,000 visitors come through. I toured 3 farms. Cedar Brook, Purple Haze and then finally Angel Lavender Farm. When getting out of the car the first thing that hits you is the smell, which made walking through the lush purple fields heavenly. With that lavender fragrance filling the air it made me want to bottle it up and take the aroma home. So we did. The picture here to the left is at Angel. Cortney is picking/gathering a bundle to bring back with us. I also bought lavender soap (I can't ever stay away from soap), oil and some raspberry lavender jam. Did you know that one can make lavender ice cream? I drank some ice cold lavender lemonade and found it delicious but my favorite was the white chocolate raspberry lavender cheesecake. I never imagined all these things we can do with lavender. They even had lavender champagne. While heading back to the car Cortney spotted a twenty dollar bill on the grass. When she retrieved it we found it was actually 4o dollars, so we turned it in to the two elderly ladies at admission because that's how we roll and the ladies looked honest enough :-) I'll definitely go back next year.<br /><br /><br /><br />Right now Amanda and Andrew are at their dads' so its just Cortney here at home.<br /></div>Monster Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022352089771548387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26010852.post-26907612220536062932008-07-11T16:48:00.000-07:002008-07-11T17:01:41.125-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2109/2659947286_c5f29ddf66_m.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2109/2659947286_c5f29ddf66_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />We switched to fat free milk and Cortney is not buying into it. We're just trying to eat healthier, and I'll use trying loosely after the things we ate during our 4th of July camping trip. <br /><br />We had tons of fun though. We were rained out right before our last day. As we packed our muddy gear into the Jimmy, I said to the kids, "We'll laugh about this someday".Monster Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022352089771548387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26010852.post-73450503192403990802008-04-20T22:07:00.000-07:002008-04-20T22:53:07.686-07:00spring<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >This morning I woke up and was delighted when I remembered that I had an unopened McDonald's yogurt parfait waiting for me in the fridge. I can't get enough of those. My two favorite things on Mc's menu is the parfait and also the fries. What do most people like best on McDonald's menu? I know Andrew loves the McChicken Nuggets but only with sweet and sour sauce and he enjoys the McSausage Breakfast Sandwich, Cortney likes the Fudge Sundaes without peanuts, Amanda and Jim like it all, it just depends on their mood.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >Here it is April 20th and I am still impatiently waiting for spring. It snowed yesterday and the day before. Today we were planning on going up in the mountains to play in it. But at some point we got so caught up in chores, like changing the oil in the car, reorganizing the back room by the time we were finished it was already 5:30pm and time to pick up Andrew from his dads.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >I'm about to finish off the season 3 "Arrested Development" DVD set.</span></div>Monster Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022352089771548387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26010852.post-55417207479073049042008-01-04T18:05:00.000-08:002008-01-04T18:29:00.818-08:00Mushroom Ball<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Friday night, not much going on around here. It's quiet. I had plans to play poker but Jim has developed a head cold and is extremely tired. We played poker a couple weeks ago, I lost 5 bucks and Jim 17. We're on a losing streak.<br /><br />Andrew: Mom can I go to Mushroom Ball with ___ and then stay over at his house?<br /><br />I was like, "What?!"<br /><br />I'm thinking all sorts of wild things.<br /><br />"What is Mushroom Ball?", I ask.<br /><br />"It's dodge ball on steroids", he says.<br /><br />I don't get it.<br /><br />"Your going to take steroids and play dodge ball?" and "Why is it called Mushroom Ball?" "What do mushrooms have to do with it?"<br /><br />He laughs and explains that no they are not taking 'roids', its just extreme dodge ball and he doesn't know why it's called Mushroom Ball.<br /><br />And it's at the church.<br /><br />So he's playing mushroom ball.</span><br /><br /><br /></span></span>Monster Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022352089771548387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26010852.post-63174690194831304872007-12-26T23:04:00.000-08:002007-12-26T23:05:22.955-08:002007<div style="text-align: center;"><font size="3"><span style="font-weight: bold;">I think this sums up the way I felt about the 2007 holiday season.</span></font><font size="3"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></font></div><font size="3"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br></span></font><div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"><font size="3"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q24/dvi506/tunnelbaby.gif"></span></font><br><font size="3"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></font></div><font style="font-style: italic;" size="3"><br style="font-weight: bold;"><br style="font-weight: bold;"></font><div style="text-align: center;"><font style="font-style: italic;" size="3"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br></span><br><br>My food coma from yesterday is finally wearing off....</font><br> </div>Monster Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022352089771548387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26010852.post-86589991491836361022007-12-12T18:33:00.000-08:002007-12-12T18:51:52.928-08:00Better than Ansel Adam prints<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Yesterday early afternoon the phone rang. It was my ex husband (Amanda's dad) calling from his office. He wanted to know if Jim and me had opened up his Christmas present from him and Amanda yet.<br /><br />Well I was waiting until Christmas.<br /><br />"Why don't you go ahead and open it now", he says.<br /><br />Obviously HE couldn't wait for me to open it. And to be honest I was curious.<br /><br />So I walk over to the tree and open it up with him still on the phone.<br /><br />I throw the wrapping on the floor and lift the lid on the rectangular box. It took my breath away. It was a big folio displaying Amanda's senior pictures and they were gorgeous!<br /><br />Amanda had been dropping hints all week. Saying that my present would be better than Ansel Adam prints. She was right. Way better than Ansel Adam prints.<br /></span></span>Monster Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022352089771548387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26010852.post-31852460569217170292007-12-10T16:51:00.000-08:002007-12-10T18:11:47.601-08:00Clam chowder<div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Our tree is up and the lights are shining. That's what we did after shopping on Saturday night. Andrew did most of the work. We went with clear lights and a red and gold theme. There was a debate over what would top the tree. The star or the angel? Cortney wanted a star but Andrew insisted on the angel and won. After that we had a spaghetti dinner.</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">(I took the MySpace Christmas tree off my page because it was taking way to long to load.)</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Guess where our Christmas outdoor lights are? Tangled up in a ball and tucked away in a box. They might stay there this year. Or maybe I'll just use one string of lights, hang a Christmas wreath on the door and call it good.</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Sunday we lazed around until early afternoon, then went shopping again and made a round trip to Tacoma and back. It snowed near the Hood Canal Bridge but didn't stick.</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Today Jim had the day off and we ran some errands and bummed around town. We got back home at lunch time. </span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I think we're having clam chowder for dinner. New England of course. No one likes Manhattan clam chowder because it's not <span style="font-style: italic;">really</span> a chowder it's a soup. A vegetable soup with clams.</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span></span></div><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span></span></div><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />Links:<br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><a href="http://www.cnn.com/2007/US/weather/12/10/winter.ice.storm.ap/index.html">More Icy weather for Midwest (600K homes and businesses blacked out)</a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.nationalgeographic.com/">National Geographic</a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.boingboing.net/">Boing Boing</a><br /><br /><a href="http://slashdot.org/">Slashdot</a><br /></span><br /><br /><br /><br /></span></span>Monster Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022352089771548387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26010852.post-7754866835997888962007-12-05T19:59:00.000-08:002007-12-05T20:42:15.989-08:00<span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">While I'm typing this Andrew is playing a video game. He has one of those headsets where you talk wit</span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2146/2090645284_a8c047b8ae_m.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2146/2090645284_a8c047b8ae_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:130%;">h other gamers. and I keep thinking he's talking to me because we're the only two in the room. So he's talking to someone else online and I keep answering him like a bonehead.<br /><br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >His headset reminds me of the ones they use at the McDona</span><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >ld's drive-thru.<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">====================================</span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></div><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >It snowed on Saturday. I was excited and bouncing around because this meant we could go sledding at the golf course on Sunday. But on Sunday the rain washed out the snow. Bummer.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >So it snowed and it rained. And rained. And more rain. The Northwest is flooding.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Shitty weather usually brings out the shitty drivers. Yesterday, this big Ford F-250 was right on my ass all the way through downtown and across town. I was in the right lane, the truck could of went around using the other unoccupied lane, but instead chose to tailgate me. The truck was so close I swear it was trying to mate with my back bumper. Back the F#@! off already. You know?<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" ><br /><br /></span></div></div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span>Monster Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022352089771548387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26010852.post-65969270819821278982007-11-27T17:45:00.000-08:002007-11-27T17:49:30.068-08:00Wrapping presents with a cat.<p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">1. Clear large space on table for wrapping present.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">2. Go to wardrobe and collect bag in which present is contained, and close door.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">3. Open door and remove cat from wardrobe.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">4. Go to cupboard and retrieve rolls of wrapping paper.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">5. Go back and remove cat from cupboard.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">6. Go to drawer and collect transparent sticky tape, ribbons, scissors, labels, etc.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">7. Lay out present and wrapping materials on table, to enable wrapping strategy to be formed.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">8. Go back to drawer to get string, remove cat that has been in the drawer since last visit, and collect string.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">9. Remove present from bag.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">10. Remove cat from bag.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">11. Open box to check present, remove cat from box, replace present.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">12. Lay out paper to enable cutting to size.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">13. Cut the paper to size, trying to keep the cutting line straight.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">14. Throw away first sheet because cat tried to chase the scissors and tore the paper.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">15. Cut second sheet of paper to size by putting cat in the bag the present came out of.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">16. Place present on cut-to-size paper.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">17. Lift up edges of paper to seal in present, wonder why edges now don’t reach, and find cat between present and paper. Remove cat and retry.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">18. Place object on paper, to hold in place, while cutting transparent sticky tape.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">19. Spend next 20 minutes carefully trying to remove transparent sticky tape from cat with pair of nail scissors.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">20. Seal paper down with transparent sticky tape, making corners as neat as possible.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">21. Look for roll of ribbon; chase cat down hall and retrieve ribbon.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">22. Try to wrap present with ribbon in a two-directional turn.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">23. Re-roll up ribbon and remove paper that is now torn, due to cat’s enthusiasm in chasing ribbon end.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">24. Repeat steps 12-22 until down to last sheet of paper.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">25. Decide to skip steps 12-16 in order to save time and reduce risk of losing last sheet of paper. Retrieve old cardboard box that you know is right size for sheet of paper.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">26. Put present in box, and tie down with string.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">27. Remove string, open box and remove cat.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">28. Put all packing materials in bag with present and head for lockable room.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">29. Once inside room, lock door and start to re-lay out packing materials.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">30. Remove cat from box, unlock door, put cat outside door, close door and re-lock.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">31. Lay out last sheet of paper. (Admittedly this is difficult in the small area of the toilet, but try your best!)</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">32. Seal box, wrap with paper and start repairs by very carefully sealing down tears with transparent sticky tape. Now tie up with ribbon and decorate with bows to hide worst affected areas.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">33. Label, then sit back and admire your handiwork, congratulating yourself on making good of a bad job.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">34. Unlock door, and go to kitchen to make drink and feed cat.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">35. Spend next 15 minutes looking for cat, before coming to obvious conclusion.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">36. Unwrap present, untie box and remove cat.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">37. Retrieve all discarded sheets of wrapping paper, feed cat and retire to lockable room for last attempt, making certain you are alone and the door is locked.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">38. At time of handing over present, smile sweetly at receiver’s face, as they try and hide their contempt at being handed such a badly wrapped present.</p> <p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">39. Swear to yourself that next year, you will get the store to wrap the darn thing for you.</span></p><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">I have an idea, how about locking the cat in the bathroom until finished wrapping ;-)</span><br /></span> </p>Monster Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022352089771548387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26010852.post-6515309457964325382007-11-26T16:15:00.000-08:002007-11-26T16:39:30.167-08:00Dear Kevin Spacey<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Dear Kevin Spacey,</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Or can I just call you Kev? I've seen so many of your movies and I feel comfortable calling you Kev. In fact I feel like I know you. Which is why I am so puzzled to why you agreed to be in 'Fred Claus'. </span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Why Kev? </span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Did you even read the script? Because this movie is so below your league. Your better than that. I expect this from Vince Vaughn, especially after seeing him in "Dodge Ball". But not you. Not you. </span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Something bad must have happened for you to sign on to this movie. Are you out of money? Was your life being threatened if you didn't take this role? Maybe there was alcohol and drugs involved during the contract signing?</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I'm just disappointed with you Kev.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">But since we are such good friends, I'm going to give you another chance to redeem yourself. Let's see if you can choose a better movie script next time. </span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">And Kev, if your appear in "Fred Claus 2" you will be forever dead to me.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Your best buddy,</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Amy</span></span><br /></div>Monster Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022352089771548387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26010852.post-43241026699754054122007-06-12T12:19:00.000-07:002007-06-12T13:07:16.491-07:00Nipples<div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1002/542716842_d8cebfc610_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1002/542716842_d8cebfc610_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Lately whenever I go out of town shopping, I've noticed a new trend among display mannequins. They are sporting nipples now. I'm talking high beams here. Strolling through Norstrom's I almost did a double take when I spotted a mannequin looking like this one.<br /><br />Is she excited? Because she looks visibly aroused. Maybe it is very cold inside Nordstrom's. I'm just trying to figure out why a mannequin would need nipples.<br /><br />I guess nipples sell clothes. Kinda strange.<br /><br />Wow! I never thought I would begin to become so conservative in my 30's ;-)<br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">-------------------------------------<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Anyway, on the home front, Andrew's baseball season is over and Cortney has 2 games left. One of them is tonight. After that we are going out to dinner and then later I have a report to fill out and send in.<br /><br /><br />Links:<br /><a href="http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/news/uk/crime/article1918019.ece">Having fled Iraq, she died at the hands of her father, because of a kiss</a><br /><br /><a href="http://blog.nj.com/alltv/2007/06/david_chase_speaks.html">'Sopranos' Creator: 'We Did What We Had to Do'</a><br /><br /><a href="http://comment.independent.co.uk/commentators/article2640824.ece">101 Really Useful Websites</a><br /><br /><br /><br /></div></div></div>Monster Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022352089771548387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26010852.post-62552364734289231902007-06-10T13:04:00.001-07:002008-12-08T17:38:38.281-08:00A@W<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg39B8iOl4ixkTMw7PP-RIfNq20X4-95g6jMvpuKawm4ItT9qpjvxtS_eEMSx6K1fkCQOkNclvVqSd-0YulFpcTds6mVA5VWkZE0npSM_wQ5a0RWSUHaySNyW8RDb-u_4dw6cCltw/s1600-h/aw1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg39B8iOl4ixkTMw7PP-RIfNq20X4-95g6jMvpuKawm4ItT9qpjvxtS_eEMSx6K1fkCQOkNclvVqSd-0YulFpcTds6mVA5VWkZE0npSM_wQ5a0RWSUHaySNyW8RDb-u_4dw6cCltw/s400/aw1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074532266932282226" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdMea57EgcQIZopNxE2qv290Iio-jNN2lQjttQGW1GSoVtC0c-GRoFgpeBkWjB4sKwNUHmZooMVa4PFEqbx8LKsl80UrwmPoGL6cJBogaZvsEm1mLhyphenhyphenCZqzLybZRcc1U5nZynJsQ/s1600-h/aw2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdMea57EgcQIZopNxE2qv290Iio-jNN2lQjttQGW1GSoVtC0c-GRoFgpeBkWjB4sKwNUHmZooMVa4PFEqbx8LKsl80UrwmPoGL6cJBogaZvsEm1mLhyphenhyphenCZqzLybZRcc1U5nZynJsQ/s400/aw2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074531571147580258" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">The oldest fast food joint in the country & still going but not as it once was. This put me in full flashback mode. Remember when you could go to A&W and get a Papa Burger, a Mama Burger and a Baby Burger? In Aberdeen when I was 3 this was the very first restaurant I remember eating at with my mom and dad. We would park the car and they would come up to our window, take our order and return with a big tray of food and hang it off the car window. My mom getting the Mama Burger and of course my dad eating a big juicy Papa Burger.<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;">On friday night we went to an <a href="http://www.awrestaurants.com/default.htm">A@W</a> located in Tacoma. It was about 9:30pm when I snapped this picture and we were starving. I was disappointed to see that they only have the Papa Burger left on the menu. </span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Served with a frosty cold mug, I had forgotten how great these are. Yes they still have the mugs., so great. This is Cortney's root beer, she went back for refills twice. Mainly because I continually asked her for a 'little sip'. I would have bought my own, but you know...calories, ha. </span>Monster Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022352089771548387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26010852.post-21078949936235128012007-05-14T16:38:00.000-07:002008-12-08T17:38:38.470-08:00the Zipper<div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLQkHcJl6IUUs9QDGDGH7qKBWV2-Li5h7Wpi1XgUxa5Pxwejmi7wPVD9fjm6ouv1gg3iRtrbOLnuzhbIZoIP1Y8ygRao3iMpOfRS_hKHwzGDqPoG1umoon7pXNmRBa4gQ83q-cJg/s1600-h/zipper.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLQkHcJl6IUUs9QDGDGH7qKBWV2-Li5h7Wpi1XgUxa5Pxwejmi7wPVD9fjm6ouv1gg3iRtrbOLnuzhbIZoIP1Y8ygRao3iMpOfRS_hKHwzGDqPoG1umoon7pXNmRBa4gQ83q-cJg/s400/zipper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064565412644336610" border="0" /></a>Took the kids to the festival on Saturday. They were excited to go on the Zipper. The picture below turned out alright considering the clouds came rolling in and it was dusk. That's them in the cart on the end. I think being at the end or top of the Zipper is the best part of the ride.....<br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Look at me talk as if I went on the Zipper. I didn't go on at all. I use to love it. But now the ride looks old and shaky . Like it is put together with sticks and string. And the noises that thing makes. Like it's crying out in pain. I don't even really like the kids going on it, but they begged and pleaded, they made promises about chores and school work. So of I caved in, knowing the promises will last all of 2 days. I'll take what I can get.<br /><br /><br /></div>Monster Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022352089771548387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26010852.post-19308420258905225282007-05-11T16:26:00.000-07:002008-12-08T17:38:38.561-08:00Harley<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSPAGaHh8l7FqUHQ7sVaF8I0UyCRjQcUJd33uWGF_KhTdG47S2axJtMah0n7SAZGnksb2ok0aZU8cQOn8ELu41fHD-Pa-ycTswclAetx2MhUzG9OrQJlouKkTfLlh2jQZRApW9Uw/s1600-h/daily+004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSPAGaHh8l7FqUHQ7sVaF8I0UyCRjQcUJd33uWGF_KhTdG47S2axJtMah0n7SAZGnksb2ok0aZU8cQOn8ELu41fHD-Pa-ycTswclAetx2MhUzG9OrQJlouKkTfLlh2jQZRApW9Uw/s320/daily+004.jpg" border="0" /></a> This is my friend Harley, he likes to spend his afternoons at the ballpark watching the kids play baseball. He was nice enough to let me take his picture.<div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Monster Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022352089771548387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26010852.post-17383939923616081232007-05-09T15:46:00.000-07:002007-05-09T15:47:36.474-07:00<strong></strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;" >These are so much fun! Gaming consoles have come a long way and aren't just for playing video games. When its raining our gaming console provides plenty of interactive entertainment. For example:</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;" ><img src="http://www.todojuegos.cl/PS2/Juegos/fotos/SingStar_Rocks.jpg" /><br /><br />Basically Singstar turns your PS3 or PS2 into a karaoke machine and the playlist features all the original videos. Or if your brave you can set up your </span><a href="http://www.gamespot.com/ps2/action/eyetoy/preview_6076428.html" target="_self">EyeToy</a><span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;" > and watch yourself sing. Amanda is the singing queen around here. She's fun to battle with, even if she does always win. My voice is terrible and there should be a law against me singing. We all have out favorite songs on the list. I like to belt out Gwen Stefani's "Cool" and Rolling Stone's "Paint it Black" while Jim likes The Killer's "Somebody Told Me" and Offspring's "Self Esteem".<br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">The playlist of songs:</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Gwen Stefani </span>Cool<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Heavans Devils </span>Dangerous and on the run<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">The Killers</span> Somebody Told Me<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Coldplay</span> Speed Of Sound<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">KT Tunstall</span> Black Horse And The Cherry Tree<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Jordan Powell </span>Don't Stop Me Now<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Elton John</span> Rocket Man<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Keane</span> Everybody's Changing<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Marvin Gaye</span> I Heard It Through The Grapevine<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">The Cure</span> Friday I'm In Love<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">D.J. Jazzy Jeff and The Fresh Prince</span> Summertime<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">The White Stripes</span> Blue Orchid<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Naked Eyes </span>(There's) Always Something There To Remind Me<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">B-52's</span> Love Shack<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Dusty Springfield</span> Son Of A Preacher Man<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Joss Stone</span> Super Duper Love (Are You Diggin On Me?)<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Blur </span>Song 2<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Gloria Gaynor</span> I Will Survive<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Jet</span> Are You Gonna Be My Girl?<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Hole</span> Celebrity Skin<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Thin Lizzy</span> The Boys Are Back in Town<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Scissor Sisters</span> Take Your Mama Out<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">The Rolling Stones</span> Paint It, Black<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Bloc Party</span> Banquet<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">The Police </span>Every Breath You Take<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">The Offspring</span> Self Esteem<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Lynyrd Skynyrd</span> Sweet Home Alabama<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Scorpions</span> Winds Of Change<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Good Charlotte</span> Girls & Boys<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">The Hives Hate</span> To Say I Told You SO<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">NEXT:</span></span><br /><br /><img src="http://images.overstock.com/f/102/3117/8h/www.overstock.com/images/products/P10342732.jpg" /><br /><br /> </span><a href="http://www.gamespot.com/ps2/puzzle/dancedancerevolutionsupernova/index.html" target="_self">Dance Dance Revolution Super Nova.</a><span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;" > This is one where we dance, it comes with one dance pad and we had to by a second one so we can compete. Cuz that's the whole fun of it. This is addicting and best of all there is also a workout mode. You can also dance and compete with people online and as with Singstar Rocks, you can hook up the EyeToy to this.<br /><br />Playlist:<br /> Battle Without Honor Or Humanity - By Tomoyasu Hotei <br />Centerfold(130 BPM move it remix) - By Captain Jack <br />Come Clean - By NM featuring Susan Z <br />Curus - By D-crew<br /> Dance, Dance - By Fall Out Boy<br /> Do You Want To - By Franz Ferdinand<br /> Doll - By ÇsðüÇqÇ` <br />Flow (True Style) - By Scotty D. revisits U1 <br />Fly away - By ChiyoTia <br />Freckles (KCP Re-Edit) - By Tiggy <br />Funkytown - By Lipps's, Inc <br />Girls Just Wanna Have Fun - By Cyndi Lauper <br />Heaven is a Place on Earth (German Election Mix) - By Julia <br />Hit 'n' Slap - By Asletics <br />Jerk it Out - By Caesars <br />L.E.F. (Loud Electronic Ferocious) - By Ferry Corsten<br /> Let's Dance - By David Bowie <br />Mr. Dabada (Groove Wonder Remix) - By Carlos Jean <br />Mugen - By ÇsðüÇqÇ`<br /> My Only Shining Star - By Naoki feat. Becky Lucinda <br />No.13 - By Taka <br />respect for J.S.B Peace(^^)v - By BeForU<br /> Robogirl - By The Crystal Method<br /> Shivers(Radio Edit) - By Armin van Buuren<br /> Shout - By Lulu <br />Since U Been Gone - By Kelly Clarkson <br />Star Gate Heaven - By SySF. feat. Donna Burke <br />The Other Side(radio mix) - By Paul van Dyk feat. Wayne Johnson<br /> True Love - By Jun <br />Turn On the Music(Axwell Radio Edit) - By Roger Sanchez<br /> Video Killed The Radio Star - By The Buggles<br /> Xepher - By Tatsh <br /><br /><br />Also:<br /></span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guitar_Hero_II" target="_self"> Guitar Hero 2</a><br /><br /><img src="http://www.buttonhole.com.au/images/Guitar-Hero2-box.jpg" /><br /><br />This game will make you feel like a rockstar no matter who you are!<br /><a href="http://xbox360.ign.com/articles/737/737956p1.html" target="_self">The Guitar Hero 2 playlist</a><br /><br />---------------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />Anyway.........<br /><span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;" >This last weekend I<span style="font-weight: bold;"> </span>didn't do anything that I had planned. Ever have a weekend like that? So here's what I <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">didn't do</span>, Cortney had a softball game and that was cancelled and after that I had planned to attend a peace rally downtown but developed a headache that stayed with me all weekend. So I didn't go to the peace rally. On Sunday, I was suppose to play tennis with Amanda, but again the headache. Jim wanted to take everyone to the baseball field and play some ball, but Roo wanted to ride his dirt bike instead and flaked out. Roo! And without calling! </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;" >I <span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">did</span> </span>get a chance to check out the farmers market and stayed for 3 minutes. It's just not time, no one had anything interesting for sale. There was a guy selling homemade honey and beeswax candles, but I already have enough honey. Ya know, I saw this lady that was totally macking on the old guy selling the honey. Just outragously flirting. <img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/blog/smileys/drunk.gif" /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></span></span></div><br />Monster Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022352089771548387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26010852.post-38503751055420793642007-05-07T16:43:00.000-07:002007-05-07T16:45:33.748-07:00I don't like your girlfriend<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Hey! Hey! You! You!</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I don't like your girlfriend!</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">No way! No way!</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I think you need a new one</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Hey! Hey! You! You!</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I could be your girlfriend</span></span><br /></div><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">Somehow I drifted off my regular radio station and found myself dancing <span style="font-style: italic;">and</span> singing to that dumb "Girlfriend" song by Avril Lavigne, and I was liking it! When I see these lyrics written without the music I find them obnoxious. But put music with them and its fun to sing. <br />The video. She looks great in the video, but I hate the video because its so fucking annoying. If she does get that guy in the end he'll be sorry because she is a 'bossy bitch', but then again I like that. So now you can see that this song has turned me into a walking contradiction. <br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"Girlfriend" video.</span></span><br /><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><object enablejsurl="false" enablehref="false" saveembedtags="true" allowscriptaccess="never" allownetworking="internal" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="never" allownetworking="internal" height="350" width="425" data="http://www.youtube.com/v/cQ25-glGRzI"><br /> <param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"><br /> <param name="allowNetworking" value="internal"><br /> <param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cQ25-glGRzI"><br /></object><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;"> ...somebody get me a spoon so I can gag myself.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Yeah this post is immature...I'll shut up now.</span><br />--------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Last night we waited and waited (20 min.) to be seated at Shari's Restaurant. I became so bored I took a photo of the 'Please Wait To Be Seated" sign.<br /><br /></span><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/23492650@N00/488902192/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/213/488902192_7a800d8343_m.jpg" alt="weekend 021" height="180" width="240" /></a><span style="font-size:100%;"> <br />We go to Shari's because it's free for kids on weekends. I'm cheap. Seriously, look what we got for free.<br /></span><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/23492650@N00/488902198/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/224/488902198_9e772f00e9.jpg" alt="weekend 006" height="375" width="500" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><br /><br />Way better looking than the<a href="index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendID=68616407&blogID=259126808&Mytoken=7A31D944-F711-4F51-B15B72CE4BCD76AE7710307" target="_self"> pancakes I posted last week</a>.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />LINKS:<br /></span><a href="http://blog.360.yahoo.com/blog-5DSV8tM8Y6dKQdn6Zg--?cq=1&p=131" target="_self">My journal almost a year ago</a><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><a href="10%20Effective%20Tips%20for%20Lazy%20Environmentalists%20to%20Save%20The%20Planet%21" target="_self">10 Tips For The Lazy Environmentalist</a><br /><br /><a href="http://arstechnica.com/journals/thumbs.ars/2007/05/07/blu-ray-laser-shortage-ending-ps3-prices-cuts-should-follow" target="_self">Blue-ray Laser Shortage Ending; Could Lead To PS3 Price Cuts</a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.boston.com/news/nation/gallery/050207_TheCostofWar/?" target="_self">What Does $456 Billion Buy?</a><br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><a href="http://www.twit.tv/96" target="_self">TWiT 96: 09 F9 11 02 9D 74 E3 58 D8 41 56 C5 63 56 88 C0</a></span> </div> </div>Monster Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022352089771548387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26010852.post-49745964880037814392007-05-04T23:24:00.001-07:002007-05-04T23:28:28.492-07:00DVD Shrink and DVD Decrypter<div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/23492650@N00/484704379/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/213/484704379_be3412db3b_o.png" alt="DRM_leth" height="120" width="215" /></a><span style="font-size:100%;"> Among some of my favorite software is <a href="http://fileforum.betanews.com/detail/DVD_Decrypter/1011845169/1" target="_self">DVD Dycrypter</a> and <a href="http://www.dvdshrink.org/what.html" target="_self">DVD Shrink</a>. I've been using these programs for well over a year now and best of all they are <span style="font-style: italic;">FREE.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">I generally use <a href="http://www.cdr-zone.com/software/dvd_ripping/dvd_decrypter.html" target="_self">DVD Decrypter</a> because I prefer its interface and overall speed, however this week I began to play around with <a href="http://www.dvdfab.com/free.htm" target="_self">DVDFab</a>, and I really like what I'm seeing. Easy to use. Okay, back on track......</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"> Awhile back, DVD Decrypter's official download site had been <a href="http://www.cdfreaks.com/news/DVD-Decrypter---Gone-Forever.html" target="_self">removed due to legalities.</a> Even though it's been shut down a person can easily download the program from mirror sites. Like <a href="http://www.cdr-zone.com/software/dvd_ripping/dvd_decrypter.html" target="_self">here.</a></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">I downloaded these programs with the intention of renting movies and burning them. <a href="http://www.cdr-zone.com/software/dvd_ripping/dvd_decrypter.html" target="_self">DVD Decrypter</a> rips encrypted dvd video files onto your harddrive for further processing and removes region code protection. The <a href="http://www.dvdshrink.org/what.html" target="_self">DVD Shrink</a> can do some of that but is mainly used to compress my data (movie) so it will fit back onto a standard DVD-R as the files would otherwise be too big. The results were great, but is it legal? That's the question here.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">I did some research last month and found some conflicting sides to this and here is what I found, manufacturers state that making copies for any purpose is illegal because to do so is a copyright infringement. But there is also the Fair Use Act and the Audio Home Recording Act of 1992 which seems most of the public is in favor of. This states that you may legally make a copy of your DVD/CD for personal backup if you were the one who bought (and still own) the original. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">So renting and copying is probably illegal *sigh* and backing up DVD's that I <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">already own is legal.</span> Backing up DVD's isn't a bad idea, my kids have scratched alot of movies and it's been nice having a master copy for when this happens. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">I still have a few previous copies of rented movies, so I guess when I see men in suits by my door I better hide and bury all copies of "Charlotte's Web" and "Ice Age" in the backyard along with the buried treasure and bodies I have hidden back there.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Rip-DVDs" target="_self">How to Rip DVDs</a></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><a href="http://extra4you.livepage.gr/blog/157/2388/DVD%20SHRINK%20GUIDE" target="_self">DVD Shrink Guide</a> (this one got me started a year ago)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">Side note: </span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">I forgot to mention that DVD Shrink can't rip <a href="http://www.dvdshrink.org/forum/viewtopic.php?p=13698&sid=865a90053904c2c0e09508b09e46ed83" target="_self">Sony movies</a>. I think <a href="http://www.dvdfab.com/free.htm" target="_self">DVDFab</a></span><br />does, but I haven't tried it. Another thing about DVDFab is the newest version can decrypt HD DVD and Blue-ray movies. I have a PS3 that plays Blue-ray, so I'm kind of curious to how that works. Maybe that can be next week's project.<br /><br />Amy<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Check out these two sites</span><br /><a href="http://www.doom9.org/" target="_self">Doom9</a><br /><a href="http://www.afterdawn.com/" target="_self">Afterdawn.com</a> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">(great site!)</span><br /></div>Monster Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022352089771548387noreply@blogger.com5