Sep 10 2007
Mr. Hot Wants To Know….
…if I’m blogging. Hell to the no. I’m reading blogs. It’s been nuthin’ but effin’ football all day long and guess what!!!! Sunday Night football is on. Yeah. Whoopeee.
Now, I’m not saying that I hate football. I love the game (especially when my Spartans are concerned and winning…but that goes without saying), but my gawd people? Three games already today and now another one. Sigh. It’s like eating Breyer’s vanilla three times a day AND for dessert. You need a little crunch once in a while.
Sundays suck. You know it’s back to work the next day. You know that Shortman will argue that he doesn’t need that much sleep. You know that the humidity is going to kick in around 3 a.m. and you don’t know whether it’s freakin’ hot flashes or just a bedroom that doesn’t have any airflow. Suck, suck, suck. Oh, and don’t forget that the dog must.sleep.butt.up.against.my.legs.
Hey, but the Lions won. Whoo! Sorry Oakland. (Not really. Oakland fans scare me.)
The cable has been wreakin’ havoc around here. For about an hour, it was 15 seconds on, 15 minutes off. “It’s not complicated, it’s Comcast.” Yea, right. More like, “It’s not competent, it’s Comcast.” Argh.
Aaaaaannnnnyyway. I got nothing tonight you all. Nuthin’. Sorry, but my buds do. Go take a look/see at:
Pyreflies over Zanarkind- Beautiful photography. I get lost in some of these images.
The Inadvertent Gardener - One of the first blogs I found. Great images. = Great “life in the garden” posts.
And Miz S- Another animal lover. And Poopy Puppy and the Kittehs love her to death.
So, someone tell my why my last twitter shows “91 days ago”?
And why every time I step into the bathroom downstairs the cats decide it’s time to visit the litterbox?
And why sheets cost $100? Cotton, people, not silk!
And who decided that low rise pants are STILL the way to go? My ass does not do low rise.
And why the people across the street pay no attention to their dog who comes over to shit in my yard OR their boys who decide to play pellet gun out of their front window?
And why, why, men need to shout at the television? Like it’s going to answer back? Or the coach will change the play because they think it’s better to run than pass?
—- Bed (new sheets) and a book. The fan strategically positioned for maximum breezy value. It’s callin’ my name y’all. See you on the flip side. XXXXOOOO —–
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I do like football, but, like you, I can reach a threshold of overload. It doesn’t help that Secondo has taken up the sport (despite my vow that it only would be over my cold dead body).
The Redskins won, so I’ve got that going for me. Which is nice.
Congrats on your Lions. Any team that beats the Raiders is okay by me.
$100 cotton sheets? Yeah, I feel your pain. I grumble while at the checkout, but, strangely, my complaints disappear once the darn things are on my bed.
Dog crap in your yard. My neighbour lets their dog do that in my front yard. Where Lovely Daughter plays. I mean they pick it up, but still…..
Raiders suck. I’m with cupcake - anyone who beats them is fine by me.
I am guilty of yelling at the TV. Well, yelling at Charlie Wies, particularly. Not, not happy with Charlie these days. He makes more money than Donald Trump to coach football, so one would think he had a back-up plan or someting. No. Apparently not.
Um, it’s not just men that yell at the television. And sadly, I don’t only do it during football. Or sports in general.
Sometimes I yell at reality shows too.
SERIOUSLY! I can’t believe how expensive sheets are. Ridiculous. Freakin’ twin cotton sheets are like, $60. Arg.
Mouse and Kristabella,
(shhhhhh. actually, I probably yell at the tv too, but sometimes, I swear, he expects it to answer back. Or at least change its behavior!)
Sheets are way damn expensive. But sometimes they must be purchased (for example, the on-sale, high-threadcount versions at Target when one is trying to sleep on sheets a certain someone has never, ever slept on). And thanks for the shout-out — I’m glad I’m providing plant-centric entertainment!