Ogre of Ogre's Politics & Views graciously offered himself up as the second sacrificial lamb (or in his case llama) in the interview interrogations going on. Without further ado, here are his questions:


1. So is there a "Mrs. Ogre", "Ogre Girlfriend", anyone special? How about "Ogre kids"?


2. Speaking of your family, why llamas? From where did your deviant attraction to llamas stem? Do you secretly plan on taking over the world with an army of llamas?


3. You can only read ONE blog for six months, (and you can't link to other blogs through that website) whose would you read and why?


4. You have $2000 to use on a vacation. Where would you go, what would you do, and would you take anyone with you?


5. What are some of your favorite hobbies?


Okay, that might be slightly more than 5 total questions, but I know you are up to the challenge, Ogre.

Remember the Rules:

**Answer on your blog, and I will link to your answers.

**The first 3, 5, any arbitrary number you choose, who comment on your answers will be your next interview victims.

**You have to answer all the questions...no llama spitting on questions you don't like!

(BTW, did you know my spell check doesn't even recognize the word "llama"??)

Tammi of Road Warrior Survival is out of town for a few days...you know what that means...we've got work to do! I brought in the slip-n-slide...still looking for the Marines and firemen.

Come on let's get the party started!

Oddybobo of Bobo Blogger has answered the interview questions. Go to it and read. NOW! (Oh yeah, and don't forget to leave your comments!)

Gnaughty Gnome is the incestuous sister of Bondage Bear



Notice the resemblence? They both have whips and "Gnaughty" even has a feather teaser. My the gnomes do get around!

The gnome was stolen from Michelle of Quality Weenie, who stole the gnome from Nick of Nickqueen.com and Chuck of Class Mishaps.

Continuing with the Internet interviews going around...Here are my questions for Oddybobo the Bobo Blogger:

1. What/where did your name "Oddybobo" come from?



2. You can only read one blog for one year, who's would it be and why?



3. You get to be President for one day, what law would you pass or repeal? (You rule, there's no senate, House, etc. stopping your decision.)



4. Since your "better half" is a chef, what's the best meal he has ever made for you?



5. It's a rainy, stormy day outside. You have to stay inside; however, you have no chores to do, no appointments - you are totally caught up in all the home projects. What would you do?


That's it! Remember the rules...

**Answer on your blog, and I will link to your answers.

**The first 3, 5, any arbitrary number you choose, who comment on your answers will be your next interview victims.

**You have to answer the questions yourself...No hiring out to your midget you always seem to have hanging around!

From a much passed on email, but still very cute...click here!

Please sing to the tune of "Rockin' Robin"...and have a Happy Easter!

HE RAPS IN THE CABBAGE PATCH ALL DAY LONG
HOPPIN' AND ABOPPIN' AND ASINGIN' HIS SONG
ALL THE LITTLE BUNNIES AND THEIR HARE-M HO'S
LOVE TO HEAR THE RABBIT GOING "YO, YO, YO"

RAPPIN' RABBIT "YO! YO! YO!"
RAPPIN' RABBIT "YO! YO! YO!"
RUN RAPPIN' RABBIT CAUSE WE'RE REALLY GOING TO EAT TONIGHT!

EV'RY LITTLE CHILD, EV'RY MOM AND DAD
EV'RY LITTLE EGG IN THE EASTER HUNT
THE BIG FAT CHEF, LOOKIN' VERY MAD
CHASIN' THE RABBIT, YELLIN' "YO! YO! YO!"

RAPPIN' RABBIT "YO! YO! YO!"
RAPPIN' RABBIT "YO! YO! YO!"
RUN RAPPIN' RABBIT CAUSE WE'RE REALLY GOING TO EAT TONIGHT!

EV'RY STARVING PARENT AT THE PARK THAT DAY
TALKIN' BOUT THE RAPPIN' RABBIT - HE WAS GRAND
THEY STARTED GOING CRAZY AND WHAT CAN I SAY
OUT POPPED THE CHEF WITH A KNIFE IN HIS HAND

HE RAPS IN THE CABBAGE PATCH ALL DAY LONG
HOPPIN' AND ABOPPIN' AND ASINGIN' HIS SONG
ALL THE LITTLE BUNNIES AND THEIR HARE-M HO'S
LOVE TO HEAR THE RABBIT GOING "YO, YO, YO"

RAPPIN' RABBIT "YO! YO! YO!"
RAPPIN' RABBIT "YO! YO! YO!"
RUN RAPPIN' RABBIT CAUSE WE'RE REALLY GOING TO EAT TONIGHT!

CHOP! CHOP! GOES THE MAN IN THE BIG WHITE HAT
DROP YOU IN A KETTLE AND THEY'LL ALL GET FAT
OUT WITH THE HAM; IN WITH RABBIT STEW
AT CAFE BA-BA-REEBA, ITS ALL FOR YOU

HE RAPS IN THE CABBAGE PATCH ALL DAY LONG
HOPPIN' AND ABOPPIN' AND ASINGIN' HIS SONG
ALL THE LITTLE BUNNIES AND THEIR HARE-M HO'S
LOVE TO HEAR THE RABBIT GOING "YO, YO, YO"

RAPPIN' RABBIT "YO! YO! YO!"
RAPPIN' RABBIT "YO! YO! YO!"
RUN RAPPIN' RABBIT CAUSE WE'RE REALLY GOING TO EAT TONIGHT!

INTERROGATOR: Tammi of Road Warrior Survival

INTERROGATEE: ME! TNT!

QUESTIONS:/ANSWERS:

1) Being as aware as you are of eating healthy and taking care of
yourself.....what is your favorite UNHEALTHY indulgence and why?

Well, I’m really strict about what I eat. I try to count every calorie, and rarely allow myself any type of desserts or greasy foods.

My biggest downfall is I think I truly subconsciously believe the “crumbs don’t have calories” diet plan. I will refuse to eat dessert at a get together or office function, but once the bowl or pan is empty, watch out! I will clean out all the crumbs on the bottom. Or the leftover, mutilated chips at the bottom of a Doritos bag – YUM!

I don’t go so far as to lick out the pans (I have to leave something for the dogs), but I do a pretty good job at cleaning them out!

If I were truly to go off the deep end, I would probably just go straight for the grease – deep-fried EVERYTHING!

2) What is the one activity that you enjoy above all else?

Playing racquetball (when my knees are feeling good). Especially someone who is better than me, which makes me play all the harder.

When my knees are telling me to slow down, there’s nothing better than curling up with a good book, in bed, with a mug of amaretto and hot chocolate.

3) Close your eyes. Imagine your life 5 years from now. You are content, you are happy. It is everything you ever wanted. Now....describe it.

Hubby would have a terrific job he enjoyed and made lots of money. We would be living somewhere out west where they have never heard of “winters”. Hopefully, we would live w/in an hour of some of our great blog family members. I would not need to work, as hubby is making LOTS of money. My knees would be healthy and I would be playing racquetball competitively, taking gymnastic lessons, trapeze lessons, horseback riding lessons, all sorts of STUFF!

We have lots of cats to share our house with and trips at least twice a year.

Did I mention the house is gorgeous and comes with a maid service at least once a week?

Finally, my mother would cease being an idiot and we would at least be on speaking terms. (LONG, LONG story).


4) What is the silliest thing you've ever done?

Having a lot of trouble with this one. I guess I don’t picture myself as a very “silly” person. Plenty of stupid things...but silly??

I would have to say when I was about 18, Mr. Bad Example got me drunk, and took me to a hotel room that had a waterbed. I had never been on a waterbed before. I jumped on the bed, naked, and started rolling from side to side, yelling, “Wheee! Wheee!”

5) What is your favorite joke?

My job and co-workers! (Well, at least they’re the BIGGEST joke.) My favorite jokes are the ones I tell!

Blonde's 710 Cover
A blonde walked into a Lordco auto accessory parts store asking for a "710 cover" for her car engine. The man at the counter looked puzzled and told her he had never heard of a 710 cover. She explained that her car had always had one since new, but she noticed it was gone after the last servicing.

After spending an hour checking everything in the parts catalogue and consulting several other staff members, one of the service agents asked her if she could draw a 710 cover.

She held up her hands and made a circle about 2 ½ inches. He still didn't understand and patiently asked her to draw a picture for him (by that time there were several employees watching the proceedings).

The woman drew a circle (with an edge like a flower) and wrote 710 inside the circle… All the employees started to laugh - why did they laugh?

Think about it...now click here.



Now that y'all are laughing...Remember the first three to comment get to be next on the chopping block. However, if you've already been interviewed, or are just plain "shy", comment anyway and let me know. I'll let you off the hook.

So who's going to step up to the plate??? (And when you do, could you please leave some crumbs behind, I'm getting kind of hungry after this long post!)

...and Beloved Husband, who installed the haloscan comments for me last night. I gave up on Bloggers comments. I will keep the old comments for a few weeks, but please feel free to try to the new comments.

Oh yeah, that's one more "brownie point" for Beloved Husband.

Geez, you need to read ArmyWifeToddlerMom's comments here. Man, one day with her and the Iraqi prisoners would have been spewing out information!

In light of her malevolent, yet intriguing, suggestions, I have spent the weekend with Mr. Bad Example, Beloved Husband, duct taped to a chair (for some reason I found lots of it in my living room), eating chocolate brownies covered with Reddi Whip, (also found in the living room), while naked and surfing the net.

I visited a few XXX sites, but only allowed him to see the girls' faces. I visited a few evil liberal sites and read outloud to him.

Oh yeah, I also invited a few firemen and Marines that were lingering around the house to enjoy the fun too. Well, I had fun...

Sorry, Sissy, I couldn't find the camera. The last I saw some midget was running around with it! Those midgets are hard to track down!

Thanks for all the great suggestions!

I got tagged with this book meme. Sorry I was so slow in responding, but here goes...

You’re stuck inside Fahrenheit 451, which book do you want to be? I didn't actually read "Fahrenheit 451", but think I would like to now that I have researched it. I think I would be George Orwell's "1984", as it could serve as a warning to the people stuck in that world.

Have you ever had a crush on a fictional character? MANY. The first to spring to mind is "Chachi" from Happy Days. Ahhh, if I could have been on screen with him for just one make out session (like Joanie always was), I would have been one happy teen-ager!

Parker Stevenson from the Hardy Boys was pretty hot, too!

The last book you bought is: "London Bridges" by James Patterson. He has a wonderful series of mysteries with Alex Cross as the detective. This is the last in the series and I can't wait to start it!

The last book you read: "Four Blind Mice" also by James Patterson, also from the Alex Cross series.

What are you currently reading? "C is for Corpse" by Sue Grafton. She has a series of 'alphabet' mysteries with a female detective AND "Nowhere to Hide" by James Elliot. A friend recommended this one to me and so far it is pretty good.

I usually have a book at work, at home, and at the health club. (Makes doing ball squats and other timed work-out things go a WHOLE lot faster!)

Five books you would take to a deserted island:
The Bible (might actually make it all the way through)
Camping for Dummies (might be useful)
Dictionary (could really increase by vocabulary)
Encyclopedia {Letter S} (should have lots of good brain fodder)
Chess book with imaginary board situations (sometimes they have problems that you are supposed to workout in your head *without a board* to increase your brain power)

Who are you going to pass this stick to (3 persons) and why?

Nobody - I think this torch has been passed around enough already. :)

For those of you still thriving on the BTK story, here is a little quiz for you. It is really interesting and has GREAT sound effects. Despite working in Corrections, I only got 6/10. Beloved Husband, Mr. Bad Example, got 9/10! I found that kind of disturbing! I guess he was just living up to his name.

SOOOOOO.. Is everyone as sick of the BTK guy as I am? Is everybody as SCARED as the media is trying to make you feel about your neigbors? TLC channel ran about three hours of commentary from friends/neighbors of BTK to see what a normal type of guy he appeared to be.

GET OVER IT!!!

I work in corrections. Yes, a lot of the dregs of society appear as normal as you or I (which doesn't always say a lot, I know.) The point being, unless some has serious mental problems, EVERYONE can be charming when they want to. If there is something to be gained, most people know how to 'turn it on' (be whoever - do whatever) to get what they want.

People call us all the time to complain that a known sex offender lives in their neighborhood. They should be glad they are AWARE of that person being in their neighborhood so they can watch out for that person. There are hundreds of sex offenders living in the State where the State is not required to send out notifications to local neighbors. HUNDREDS!!!

Just always have your head up, pay attention, and be aware of your surroundings. Crime can come at anytime, anyplace. Interviews with criminals have revealed that one of the things they look for in victims are people not paying attention.

**Just felt that rant needed to come out. Its been a long week at work!**

Inspired from comments over at Letters from NYC, who was your favorite character from Sesame Street and why? If you hated Sesame Street, free feel to rant.

Personally, I loved Grover. I even remember saving up all my pennies (literally counting the change), to buy a Grover puppet when I was little. I'm not sure exactly what appealed to me. I think he was such a good guy, but had very little self-confidence. A lot like me as a child.

Don't know where that puppet is now. Too bad, he was a classic.

(On a side note, only took me a little over 5 minutes to get into blogger to put up a post. I really may have to switch to something better!)

Whenever Beloved Husband does something really wonderful, he claims he has earned "brownie points". I am going to start keeping track of his brownie points and will reward him with something special when he reaches 50 points.

He earned a big brownie point this weekend. He actually came to watch me play racquetball in a local tournament. People support your better halves! You have no idea how much this can mean to someone.

I have been begging Beloved Husband to come watch me play for years. Some tourneys were out of town and if he didn't want to go those, I understood. However, many were at our local club which is approximately 5 blocks from our home! Not to mention he LIKES racquetball, and in fact, was the first person to really teach me racquetball.

It really hurt when he couldn't take time out to at least come see me play. I didn't even ask if he would stay for the entire day - just come for a while.

I finally stopped asking.

This weekend, he showed up all on his own. I can't tell you how pleased I was. He definitely earned his brownie point, and some other muscles got exercised that evening.

So, Beloved Husband, here is your "brownie point".



Please keep them coming, fast and furious!

Is up (and has been for awhile, I'm a little slow) at Maximum Stacy. Buster made it with his soy milk. Go see.

Well, this was a really tough week to judge the contest. Remember the picture?



There were lots of great entries. I have picked out my top three favorite captions to share with you...

"Whew - what a bender! I dreamed I was humping a whale!" by neonangel of Lyrical Coma

"... due to budget cuts, the new toupee purchased for covering a broken piece of Washington's hair on Mt. Rushmore leaves much to be desired..." by Graumagus of Frizzen Sparks

"Wait... just checkin'... yeah, I'm harder than a rock." by Mr. Bad Example

I think just for originality points alone, I have to declare the winner to be Graumagus. Congratulations! Here is your prize...



Now go taunt Teresa of Technicalities with your new toy. She won the contest last week, but didn't come out to play with us this week. She needs to be punished.

I guess I'm the last one to post on the Bad Example Family Reunion. At least I have a unique perspective. I came along as an extension of Mr. Bad Example. I had no clue who any of these people were. Good thing. If I had known y'all ahead of time from your blogs, I would have been afraid...VERY afraid.

However, having no preconceptions, I went blithely on the plane with Mr. Bad Example to meet my new family. (I guess at that time the 'family' could have been considered my 'in-laws'?)

Well, as I have said numerous times, I enjoyed myself immensely. So much so, that I eagerly look forward to the next one coming up, hopefully, in September or October.

As everyone else has given their perspectives on the people at the reunion, I am just going to give a short synopsis on each personality who showed up to play at Tammi World.

First, I met "Tammi" of Road Warrior Survival fame. Yes, she was tall, but not overly so. She is so svelte, that her height only really came through to me when I was standing toe to toe with her. Other than that, she looked like the tall, beautiful model type.

Her thing was, "I'm going to need you to..." (She likes to be in control!)

However, she is not quite as much of a control freak as _Jon of the infamous We Swear. I came up in a battle of wills with him once. I think we pretty much compromised somewhere in the middle, but boy I had to stick to my guns!

I have to thank _Jon for increasing my vocabulary. I have to say I would shutter everytime I used to hear the word "F**K". However, after just a few days with _Jon, I have found many uses for this extraordinary word. In fact, I didn't even leave the Orlando airport without issuing at least 3 of these expletives.

JohnnyOh of the cool Closed Extremist blog reminds me of a cowboy stuck in 2005. I could just see him riding the range, strumming his guitar, and getting drunk on some moonshine. He'd be wrassling bad criminals with his "bullshit flags".

I could also imagine him "humping his hat", but that's another story..

Teresa of Technicalities is also very tall, but I never noticed until she stood next to Tammi and wasn't much shorter! Teresa was kind of quiet, but very observant. Whenever she engaged in conversation, she came across as intelligent and well researched as her blog is. What stands out for me is her strong dislike for all TV news shows, even FOX news.

Bou of Boudicca's Voice is just a tiny little thing like me, but quite the dynamo. She makes lists and makes sure everything gets done. You can tell she has had to keep a husband and three young boys organized and in line.

Bou is either the eternal optimist or the eternal pacifist. The first night that she had to stay in the next door condo, the heat wasn't turned on. When she, JohnnyOh, and _Jon discovered this problem, it was low 60s in the condo. Needless to say, no one was too happy - especially _Jon. However, Bou perks up with, "Well, its only a few hours until dawn, it can't get much colder. We'll be fine." WOW! What a girl.

LeeAnn of LeeAnn's View is the BEST story teller. LeeAnn's stories had me rolling with laughter. If she hasn't blogged previously on her dog's first (and last) experience with beer, she really needs to. It is hilarious.

Dogger (LeeAnn's) husband was the person everyone wants to have at their party. He was so warm and friendly, he endeared himself to everyone. He also was extremely helpful. He jumped right with a "Let's fire up the grill," and just continued by fixing drinks, peeling potatoes, being the attentive husband to LeeAnn...I'm sure I missed something. Despite having some medical issues, he was the most industrious person there (next to Bou). We are all still encouraging him to start a blog.

"Boo" LeeAnn and Doggers gorgeous canine. Really. To see a picture of her, go here. She was one of the most well behaved dogs I have ever met. She didn't even bite Mr Bad Example and the Great Frank J when they went for a walk and refused to take her.

sarahk of mountaineer musings reminds me of the 40s calendar pin up girls. She would have fit right in with Betty Grable and the like. She was just a cute little curvy kitten. Sorry if that sounds funny coming from another girl, but that was my first impression. She's just as gorgeous in person as on her website. And sarahk does funny better than Frank J - just ask her.

I didn't know what to expect from the Great Frank J of IMAO. Something god-like I guess considering he is the one my husband, Mr Bad Example, wanted to emulate for so long. Well, he is definitely unique. I can say I have never seen someone get drunk so quickly or have such trouble trying to eat a piece of beef. Sarah K - you may have to help him with that. :)

Together, Frank J and Sarah K make a very cute couple

I won't go into a description of Mr Bad Example; I think I would be a little biased.

So was it mentioned yet how much y'all missed who didn't make it the reunion???

Does anyone know how to get this to work?? I live by spell check adn ma currntly yding. HELP!

do it yourself." Tammi of Road Warrior Survival takes this to a WHOLE new hilarious level - here. Read it. Its just classic Tammi.

A few good comics to get you through the end of the work week grind...

I had an "incident" last week that left me speechless. (I know, me speechless!!) I couldn't even swear at the other driver. All I could do was stare with mouth my hanging wide open.

Okay, here is the scenario. I approach a stoplight to intersection below. It is red. If you click on the picture, you will see I am the "black X" car, the blood red vehicle is the incompetent, a***hole other driver.



I need to go straight so I am parked in the outside lane, not blocking the access road, as POLITE drivers do. (There are 2 cars in front of me, as shown in the picture waiting for the light.)

Mr "MILK" (that was his personalized license plate) in his full sized truck comes racing up next to me in the inside lane, pulls in front of me (at an angle because he is too big to fit between me and the cars in front of me) to wait for the light. He is now blocking both of the lanes to turn or go straight AND the access road! I can only assume he was late for the milking the cows, as he was in such a hurry.

So what is your most demented driver story?

See if you can come up with any good blurbs for this lazy little guy...

Winner will be posted on Sunday!

I came across the following poem last night in our local newspaper. It struck me very deeply. It was written by PFC Andrew J. McFall-Halverson of Shopiere, Wisconsin, a member of the United States Marines, 2nd Battalion, 5th Marine Regiment, 1st Marine Division, I Marine Expeditionary Force. He was killed in combat in Iraq October 9, 2004, at age 19. It was a day before his 20th birthday.

The one line that stands out for me was, "My story will probably never be told". Well, I am here to spread his perspective on his life as a Marine.

This is also dedicated to all of our brave soldiers fighting everyday for our freedom...

DUTY

I am a knight and this Hum V my horse
I awake every morning not knowing my course

Run here go there
To fight an enemy I can't see clear
And every day God knos I have my doubts
Not understanding what's this all about

To help a people who don't want me in their land
And I know they wish I'd lay forever in this sand
The twisted grin on their face as they hide in the dark
And I can only pray God don't let me miss my mark

I am the few the proud a Marine
Yet all my accomplishments my loved ones have never seen
A heart of stone and a face weathered by the storm
With all the dreams of a boy but in a uniform

My story will probably never be told
But know what I've been throgh the average man would fold

When you lay down for bed every night
Know I've offered my life and am the first to fight
For those I love I'm out here doing my very best

I've given my life to protect and I'll never rest
Born to fight trained to kill
I'm ready to die but never will

-PFC Andrew J. McFall-Halverson

Tammi at Road Warrior Survival has a new puppy. I think her puppy wants to go to work for Budweiser.

I find a curious likeness in her most recent puppy pictures to the Budweiser superbowl commercials of 2004/2005 for the donkey wanna be a clydesdale horse.

I will leave you to compare...





And in case you aren't a football fan, you can go here (click on the 'Budweiser donkey') and here to view the 2004 and 2005 donkey commercials. Personally, I think they were the best commercials for both of the Superbowls. (And definitely better than the 2005 Superbowl game!)

I never got any from my parents. I can remember, when I was 16 or 17, and my father was feeling pretty good after having imbibed a few alcoholic drinks, I received my first 'birds and bees' talk. (Coincidentally, this came shortly after I started dating my husband, Mr. Bad Example. I am sure there was NO connection...)

As I was about to leave for a date, my Dad said to me, "Nowwww, you realize you don't have to do anything you don't want to."

Me: "Ah, yeah Dad."

Dad: "Cuz you can always say 'no'."

Me: "Okay, Dad."

Dad: "I love you and you can always come to me about anything."

Me: "Sure Dad, gotta go."

This, as it turns out, was pretty much an essay compared to the closest thing I got with my Mom.

Shortly after I turned 18, I anticipating possibly having sex. I wasn't sure yet, but like a good Boy Scout, I was going to be prepared. So I went to the gynecologist and got put on the pill.

At the time, I was still living at home. I was storing my birth control pills in an old cigarette case. I left the case accidentaly on the kitchen counter. Later that day, I was visiting with my Grandmother ( my mom's mom). Well, my mother burst into the room, like a 'wet hornet', and threw the cigarette case at me. She professed in a very high and mighty tone, "I believe these are yours," and then swept out of the room.

That was it. Subject never came up again. Actually, I guess, subject was never even out in the open...just unspoken words of rightous wrath.

Thankfully, I had had sex ed in high school and a plethora of Harlequin books to read or I would have had no clue as to the 'bird and the bees'.

So how about all of you? Do you have any interesting, embarrasing, or funny "sex talks" you would like to share?

Here being Wisconsin - YUK! I guess because I was born here. I did manage to move out of my little 10,000 person town to a bigger city; however, that is as far as hubby and I have managed to escape.

We both hate the cold weather and winters. He hates shoveling or using the snow blower. I actually like skiing, but Harv hates all winter sports.

For awhile we stayed because I had ties to family. However, I have very few ties now and we are ready to move somewhere more warm. We are eyeing up AZ, NV, NM; we really have to do more research.

Right now the only things holding us back is we need to seriously overhaul our current house before putting on the market and we have to look at our job situations. Neither one of us is tied to our current jobs; however, I don't know if we are ready to take that leap of faith and just move to a new state to look for new jobs. Not to mention we have the family to think of - Jake and Bandit (dogs) and Amber, Patch, Fuzzy, and Buster (cats).

However, after going to the Bad Example Family Reunion, I was really inspired to move somewhere that I wanted to live, rather than just ending up in a state simply because I was born there. I think it will be time to relocate in the near future.

And the winner is....

Teresa of Technicalities with:

Ass 1, "“Shhh! Just keep looking this way and pretend you don't see him. I told him he had to dye that hair if he wanted to play with us.”



Your prize is an all-expense paid trip to Southern America to frolic with the llamas!

Just kidding....Here's your prize:



Now go run with your dynamite and have fun!

Oh, and in case you don't trip, fall and set them off, maybe you can use this...

Tammi of Road Warrior Survival has FINALLY posted pictures of her beloved new puppy. Go here to meet Cody. I think he should be the Bad Example family mascot. He is already living up to the 'bad example' image, as it looks like he might be eating part of the Bad Example family crest in the pictures.

Very cool test found by Tammi of Road Warrior Survival. Go here to see how manly or girly you are. I always knew I was the tough one in the family. Yep, I know how to keep Mr. Bad Example in line! Here are my results...

Your Brain is 40.00% Female, 60.00% Male
You have a total boy brain
Logical and detailed, you tend to look at the facts
And while your emotions do sway you sometimes...
You never like to get feelings too involved

Does everyone have a hard time posting comments to any "Blogger.com" blog?

I know Bou of Boudicca's Voice has complained about not being able to get to my comments previously. Quite frequently, I have gone to her "Blogger" site and not been able to leave comments, either.

Please leave feedback on if this has been effecting you. I don't want you smart witty people to have comments just bursting in your head and then you either can't get to my comments or have to wait an eternity for them to come up.

I've already forgotten what I wanted to say at Bou's place.

Input please - especially if you have had any problems with my comments and how frequently.

Or nights, or early early morning I should say.

I am SO tired. Last night I went to bed at 10:30pm. I had a bunch of things I should have done, but I was exhausted so thought I would try to get a LITTLE extra sleep.

I got a little snooze in; however, Beloved Husband, (living up to his name: Mr. Bad Example), was up until 12:30 posting stuff on the computer and I never sleep well when he isn’t in bed with me.

Okay, 12:30, I can still get 4.5 hours of sleep before I have to get up at 5:00am. Not too bad. Just about this time, our border collie, Bandit, discovered the ‘wonders’ of a rawhide. Mind you, we have rawhides laying around the house all day long. I don’t know if she has been taking lessons from the cats on nocturnal playtimes, but boy was she into that rawhide.

There was at least a solid of hour of "chew, chew", "rip", "tear", "chew, chew".

I, being curled up in the warm comfy bed (thanks to Tammi of Road Warrior Survivor (and the mattress queen)) and having a 16lb cat peacefully sleeping in my lap, really did not want to move. I also didn't want to yell at the dog, as that would probably wake Beloved Husband.

ANOTHER half an hour goes by, now I REALLY have to go to the bathroom, and despite my tossing and turning the cat is still glued to my legs. Bandit is still chewing LOUDLY…oh wait, she stopped. YEAH!! Sleep, finally...

Wait…now its “cough, cough”, “gag, gag”…SILENCE…Repeat “cough, cough,”, “gag, gag”….SILENCE.

Oh great! Now my brilliant border collie is choking on her rawhide. Okay, do I get out of bed so I can go to the bathroom and make sure the dog isn’t dead OR do I stay in my nice pleasant warm coccoon and not disturb the cat???

“Bandit??? Are you OK?”, I whisper.

Oh good, the dog comes over by me she is fine. Well, now that she’s had a break, she’s ready to start again…CHOMP CHOMP CHOMP! NOOOOOOO!!!

I spring up from bed, throw the cat on top of Beloved Husband, yell at the dog and take away her rawhide as I sprint to the bathroom.

Back in my bed, feeling much better in the surrounding silence, I look at the clock and realize it is now about 2:00am. Hmmm, a whole 2.5 hours left to nap. Ohhhhhhhhhh, its going to be a LONG day!

I got on a health kick about a year ago. For some reason, I thought “soy milk” sounded like a good idea. So Beloved Husband went out and bought a quart. First, I tried it.

GAG!

Not only did it taste awful, but the consistency was horrible, too. Sort of like liquified tofu.

Now you know if you’ve tasted something horrible, the first thing you want to do is share your traumatization.

HEH, HEH... oh Harvey, Beloved Husband, come here... He, too, thought it was one of the most disgusting things he had ever put in his mouth. And you know he has…oh, never mind, we won’t go there.

Okay, well at least we can pawn the rest of this evil concotion off on the cats….





NOT!!! Not one of the cats would touch the "soy milk"!

Come up with your best caption or comment for this picture. I will pick a winner by Saturday evening. Have fun!

(Ass 1) "Where the hell is that zookeeper?? I'm starving!"

(Ass 2) "I don't know, but llama-burgers are starting to sound REAL good to me right now!"