25 Word Challenge One Day Early!

Well, since I fully intend to start my weekend today, I thought I'd also offer up this week's challenge a day early: As always, the rules are quite simple...

I'll get the story rolling along and you just place your contribution in the comment section....however, it must contain exactly 25 words NO MORE NO LESS!

You can post as many additions to the storyline as you want, but no back to back comments!

You owe all thanks and praise to my good friend, Feisty Christina. She thought up the idea in the first place and actually assented to my taking a turn as host -- silly, silly girl!

Please remember to tune in next week as Yabu at Bad Bad JuJu hosts a new edition of the Challenge make sure to add your piece of the story next week as well.

Here goes . . . I am counting on you all to move this story along!

Readying for this reunion of sorts, his pace slowed - today - the day he had to face his fears, face what he'd done many years ago . . .

Melon Smoothie

With Summer quickly advancing, thought I'd share a yummy and easy smoothie.

2 cups very ripe cubed melon (such as watermelon, honeydew or cantaloupe)*
1 cup ice cubes (5 to 7 regular cubes), crushed**
2 to 3 tablespoons powdered sugar, if desired

In blender, combine melon, ice and powdered sugar. Cover; blend until almost smooth.

**Place ice cubes in heavy-duty plastic bag and pound with mallet or hammer until coarsely crushed.

Mix with your favorite alcohol to kick it up a notch too!

WTW - Havin' Me a Party!

Originally uploaded by zen..

How's ya'll like my party lites? Jed helped me make em out of shotgun shells. I think it gives the traylor a sorta, how do you say it? Ambeance.

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10 Things I haven't done Meme

Tom at Hamstermotor nailed me with this meme. I am supposed to tell ya'll 10 things I haven't done so here goes . . . brace yerselves!

1. I have never eaten an organ of any animal;

2. I have never chewed, already chewed gum that I found on a chair;

3. I have never placed hexs or voodoo spells or curses of any kind on anyone, though I have wanted to many times;

4. I have never ridden a horse bare-back and nekkid;

5. I have never had relations with anyone of the same sex;

6. I have never gone skinny dipping under the bright shine of the moon on a warm summer's day;

7. I have never won more than $15 on the lottery, including scratch-off tickets;

8. I have never missed when shooting varmin from my kitchen window;

9. I have never missed the local annual county fair in my entire life;

10. I have never danced topless crowd surfed at an outdoor concert . . . wait, um, never mind - did that.

Jeff's Comment Party Is Still On!!

And now a small request, as Jeff toils at boot camp, he needs some lovin of the snail mail variety. Don't send goodies to him, he has to do push-ups for that. If ya'll are so inclined, drop Jeff a line. Here is his spamproof address (note remove the spamproofs and drop him a line):

PFC Harr, Jeffrey EE CO 3-10 (2nd PLT)SPAMPROOF
495 Iowa Ave SPAMPROOF
SPAMPROOF FLW, MO 65473 SPAMPROOF

And, His latest letter home has been posted over at Oh Dark Thirty, give it a look and leave comments at his party while you are there. We are up to 201 and have quite a way to go! Join the fun for Jeffrey!

Karnival of the Kidz

It is up at Practical Penumbra and it is great! Go now.

My Pumpkin

Here is my little pumpkin. Isn't he a cutie? This was taken in the fall, and he wanted to pick out his own "plutkim" He picked out the cutest one and he was showing it off for the camera.

He was giddy with delight when I carved the big pumpkin and ripped out the stuff inside. My son and I are on the same plane. We like stuff loud and messy!

It's Coming!

Keep watching here for the unveiling of my new MuNu site!!

Coming Soon . . .

We are under construction. With Phin's help, I may actually have a site worth visiting. Sit tight, we will resume regularly scheduled programming shortly.

Carnival of the Vanities

Its up over at the Commonwealth Conservative. Drop in and take a gander, he did a great job.

White Trash Wednesday - Momma's House

Originally uploaded by ryan_hutton.

Thought I'd post a pikture of my momma's house. We moved some of the cars so you could get a good view. One of these days I am gonna move out of the traylor park and into a big ole house like that!

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Another Meme!

Manic Viking tagged me with this little "good things happen in threes" gem, er meme. So here goes:

3 names you go by:-
Oddybobo
Mama
Cardinal (as in sin)

3 screennames you’ve had (besides blog psuedonym):
Chink (more to do with my name than anything else . . . don't get your panties in a bunch)
bobolicious
cjh5360

3 physical things you like about yourself:-
My ass-length brown hair
My toes
My birthmark (looks like a bullseye)

3 physical things you dislike about yourself:-
My inability to lose the weight gained while pregnant with my first child due to other illnesses
My butt, big but slightly flat
My big fat legs.

3 parts of your heritage:-
Korean
Irish
Polish

3 things you are wearing right now:-
Brown Suede Blazer
Black Tanktop
Black Dress Pants

3 favorite bands / musical artists:
Just three? Led Zeppelin
Janis Joplin
Jimi Hendrix

3 favorite songs:
Wish You Were Here - Pink Floyd
May This Be Love - Hendrix
Tangerine - Zeppelin

3 things you want in a relationship:
Humor
Honesty
Love

3 physical things about the preferred sex that appeals to you:-
Height I like taller men cause I am short
A strong build but not all muscley
Nice ass-cheeks

3 of your favorite hobbies:-
Spending time with my Boy
Fishing or swimming
Camping

3 things you want to do really badly right now:-
Go Fishing
Go home and spend the day with my son
Eat an ice-cream cone, banana soft-serve!

3 things that scare you:-
Losing my boy or my Better Half, I can do anything as long as I have them.
Knives thrown at me by drug-addled ex-boyfriends. . . long story.
Plane crashes.

3 of your everyday essentials:-
My cell-phone
My bottled water
My moisturizer

3 careers you have considered or are considering:-
FBI Agent
Judge
CIA Agent ( I have a thing about badges and guns)

3 places you want to go on vacation:-
New Zealand
Fiji
Alaska

3 kids’ names you like:
Ryan
Katherine
Morgan (boy or girl)

3 things you want to do before you die:-
Have more babies
Win the lottery
Travel

3 ways you are stereotypically a boy:-
Can endlessly watch football or Nascar
Love to Fish
Love firearms

3 ways you are stereotypically a chick:-
Moisturizer
Love to plant flowers
Want to mother all my friends and family (on occassion)

3 celeb crushes:-
Elliot Sadler
Naveen Andrews
Tommy Lee Jones (Don't ask, I just love him)

I am going to pass this one to my first born-the Babaganoosh, if he's done with finals yet.

Karnival of the Kidz

Boudicca has been working overtime this week and has done a great job with this weeks carnival! Go check it out, all the cute faces will have you in stiches.

It's Up!

The Carnival of Recipes that is, and Boudicca did a wonderful job! Go see it now, and get cooking, my family will be there at 7

Fireflies

I like country music, usually. I am not really that fond of performers like Tim McGraw or Faith Hill, but many people are. Faith Hill has a new CD coming out and its title is "Fireflies".
Fireflies and not country music is the thought for this post. I will probably buy Fireflies, just because of the title.

When I was a wee one, my daddy took me on my first firefly (also called lightning bugs) collecting expedition. It was a early summer evening, the temperature was nearing 80 degrees but the breezes were still crisp. Jackets were going to be necessary as the sun drifted below the tree line. I stood at the sliding glass door waiting for that first flicker, and there it was, like a tiny beacon in the coming darkness. I shreiked with delight, and mason jars in hand, out we went to collect the "dancing lights" as I called them then.

My daddy showed me how to gently cup them in my hand so as not to harm them, and running through the yard I did just that. The sky was filling with what seemed like millions of dancing lights each one flickering on and off as if a silent symphony was being played out in lights.

Of course, after a while, the excitement began to build with my energy and the ones that were too high were simply swatted out of the sky to the ground so that I could add them to my jar.
My daddy chuckled as he showed me how to smear a firefly on my clothes so that I would glow too, after offering the simple explanation that the fireflies likly didn't feel it as I mutilated one, I agreed to do it too, and it simply added to my delight.

When our sojourn was over, I had a jar full of lights and I tightly screwed on a cap that my daddy had added holes to. I took those fireflies into my room and they acted as a makeshift night light. In the morning, the fireflies were still. Most were still alive, although my fun had resulted in some casualties. I let them all out so that I could repeat the fun that evening.

My daddy never tired of running through the yard, or lifting me up to catch those fireflies. Later I learned that the lights were a mating dance, and the romance of those bugs was not lost.

I anxiously await the early days of summer now. When those first lights flicker at dusk. It takes me back to that happy place I knew back when. When my daddy was Hercules and dancing lights lit my room. Whenever I think of fireflies, I think of those times, when a summer evening would be spent gathering fireflies or simply chasing them through the yard trying to predict from which direction the next light would come. I think of campouts and marshmallow roasts, and I think of laughter.

Those days are nearing quickly now, and my son has a vast yard in which to catch fireflies. I will teach him to gently cup them in his hand, and I will also teach him to smear one or two on his clothes so that he glows as We both squeal with delight. I cannot wait!

Karnival of the Kids Entry #4

As a special treat, this is me *note: I am the baby*! Here I am in all my sleepy glory as a wee bebe. My mom and dad look a bit weary, I must have been keeping them up at night.

Pork and Pineapple Kababs

I love to grill and fruit on the grill is delicious. Use fresh pineapple for the best flavor. Enjoy!

1/4 cup frozen pineapple juice concentrate, thawed
4 teaspoons cider vinegar
4 teaspoons molasses
1 teaspoon Worcestershire sauce
1/2 teaspoon hot pepper sauce (I use korean, but you can use your favorite)
2 teaspoons canola oil
1 lb. center-cut boneless pork loin chops (1 1/4 inch thick), cut into 1 1/4-inch pieces (City Chicken cubes will do too)
1/4 teaspoon salt
1/4 teaspoon freshly ground pepper
4 (3/8-inch-thick) slices fresh pineapple, each cut into 4 wedges
1 bunch green onions, white and light green parts only, cut into 2-inch pieces

1. In small bowl, whisk together pineapple juice concentrate, vinegar, molasses, Worcestershire sauce, hot pepper sauce and oil.

2. Heat grill. Sprinkle pork with salt and pepper. Alternately thread pork, pineapple and green onion onto 4 (10- to 12-inch) skewers four times; finish each skewer with 1 piece pork.

3. Lightly oil grill grate. Place kebabs on gas grill over medium-high heat or on charcoal grill 4 to 6 inches from medium-high coals. Cover grill; grill 8 to 10 minutes or until pork is browned and just cooked through, turning and basting occasionally with pineapple juice concentrate mixture. Do final baste 2 minutes before kebabs are done cooking.

Hits, Hits, Everywhere

Seems my post on Corey Clark and Paula Abdul and whether they did or did not sleep together in her guest bedroom -- Ewe! Is generating some hits on Yahoo and Google and Google UK. . . It I keep this up, I might even hit 10,000 visits!

I'm number one for the search Corey Clark, Paula Abdul, sleep on Google UK.

Now Corey Clark says he has proof of the affair with Paula Abdul that is just too explicit to show to AI. Hmmm, I wonder what kind of hits that will generate . . . oh, and EWE! The thought that entered my mind was that his proof is like nude pictures or maybe stained clothing or special video tapes . . . ewe, ewe, ewe!

UPDATE: Ok, more on the EWE front! Apparently, Corey Clark is set to reveal a "distinguishing characteristic" of Paula's that only those who have been intimate with her would know. EWE!

On a different note, I even got an odd hit for "Alicia Silverstone in Handcuffs", which I didn't quite expect, and I am #1 on a Google search for "I smell a turd"

White Trash Wednesday-Driver

A midget in a monster truck! He's growin up to be jes like his daddy, if'n I could only remember who that be.

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Fly-by

I am on the 41st floor of my building and a C-130 Hercules transport plane just did a fly-by in connection with an event at Heinz Field. Not quite expecting it, I was a bit startled to say the least - - planes flying at your building not a welcome sight, until I regained my composure and realized it was a C-130. Then I did some quick google searches and found out that it was for a scheduled event.

Nothing like a plane flying at your window to wake you up on a bright sunny day!

The Party's Still On

Oh, its on! But, it is starting to lag a bit. Harvey is currently spaced on roofies, Alekx is looking for a spinning partner, the midgets have all been flogged and a challenge has gone out (by me) to grab the nearest blogger to join the party.

The blogger doesn't have to be willing, Dorko has enough roofies to go around . . .

Karnival of the Kidz #3

Its up and its great! Prochein Amy did a wonderful job on the round up this week. Go check it out!

Ahh, Monday

It is 80 out and I am wearing longsleeves as my arms are all jacked up. I went 4-wheelin yesterday and didn't wear a jacket. The jaggers took my arms to task for that oversight! So, I will be uncomfortable all day cause I'm a dumb a$$. Oh, and I am sick too, damn spring cold!

On a lighter note, had a great mother's day and got all my small flower beds done, or at least started. On to the big ones next!

Its Friday!

It is Friday and I am looking forward to what is suppossed to be a beautiful weekend! I have weeds to pull, mulch to spread, and mother's day dinner to cook. Oh, how I love spring (and Fridays in Spring)!

What is that Foul Smell? Why a Turd in the Punchbowl of Course!

I have been tagged by VW with the Turd meme! Yippee. That means I have to write a dirty ditty about some turd in the punchbowl. Here goes:

Turd in the punchbowl
no its not chocolate ice-cream
Turd in the punchbowl
oh wait, maybe its green
Turd in the punchbowl
this dirty ditty is done
Turd in the punchbowl
see? wasn't that fun?

Ok, I am not going to tag anyone with this. Cause its kind of, well, stanky.

05-05-05

That's right! It's Cinco De Mayo! So round up all your illegal alien friends (or if you are the Manic Viking, your neighbors), don sombreros, mix up a batch of margaritas, eat a taco or an enchilada and dance to the sounds of a mariachi band.

Or, if you are a history buff or just generally into reenactments attack your local Frenchman with a pitchfork! Viva la Mexico! (Just kidding!)

In honor of my good (not-illegal) Mexican friend, I made homemade tortillas and had ouevos rancheros for breakfast! MMM, now, time for the Cuervo.

Corey Clark and Paula Abdul

Ewe. Did I say ewe? Corey Clark is like a mini-Michael Jackson. Or a Michael Jackson wannabe. He isn't even attractive. Ewe. He's the "can't sing but I need some bling" gigalo of 2005.

Paula Abdul is like a robot. Ewe. She'd sleep with Corey Clark after bedding Emilio? Ewe!

But, do cell phones lie? What happened to the "she was gonna pay me a cool 2 million to keep it quiet" I didn't see that on the "shocking"ly boring tell-all.

How about real details? Everyone knows Paula has dogs with silly girl names. Everyone, who is anyone has a jacuzzi with a tv over it, and hmmm, he couldn't even get it on in her master bedroom? Relagated to guess bedroom privileges only.

OK, so Corey Clark screws Paula Abdul on Primetime no less, EWE!

Ewe. Have I said that enough? Ewe. But the biggest Ewe? Randy Jackson in those electric blue, skin-tight rubber suits!

Karnival of the Kidz Entry #3

Ok, Photoshop wasn't working so I simply smudged out the other boy, Here is my future President, quite a bit more grown up than the last picture. He has two hands, his shirt was just pulled down over the other.

White Trash Wednesday's --Limo

Originally uploaded by MagicHappens.

Well, y'all jest looky at what my cousin JoeDon has gone and bought. He says he's gonna use it for transporten brides around. Its fortified sos them brides a don't run off and stuff, and it has cameras in case a bride wants a disguise sos she can run fer the hills!

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Immigration Failure

I've updated this:

My aunt, would like to stay. She doesn't have much to go back to, her family is scattered and she is alone. Here in the states (she has been here for 2 months) she has my family, her sister and some family we recently discovered living in California. Here she is surrounded by love, in Korea, she is surrounded by the mountains and and no family. I have done my research, contacted several immigration attorneys and got the same answer. For my aunt to stay, she will have to immediately go back to Korea and then wait for a minimum of 10 years (as long as 12) while she is processed. She's 61 now. To wait that long will mean she will be unable to enjoy what our country has to offer, she will be unable to see her young nephew grow. I have to tell you, March was the first time in 23 years that my mom and aunt had seen one another. I had never, ever met her. It was 30 years since my dad had seen her last. To wait another 10 years would be torture. She is independent. Would not get social security as she never worked here, and would not be dependent upon the resources of the state. She simply wants to spend her later years with her sister.

I don't talk about this much, but she and my mom lost their beginning years together, then lost the last 30. In all, over the course of their lives, they maybe spent 15 years in one another's company.

Should we petition to have her visiting status turned into legal status, she will be sent to Korea until that process is completed. The strain on the system has made such petitions the lowest of priorities. 9-11 has made a 5 year wait 10 years, and all in all, we cater to those who rape this country of resources, while overlooking those who simply want a better life.

Everywhere you turn there are illegals flooding the system and costing me money. Even here in Western, PA we have illegals who tend tree farms and work at the places that the amish now refuse to work. I don't begrudge them a living, but at the same time, I want them to strictly adhere to the law. I am a law abiding citizen, hell, I am a lawyer. But I am increasingly tempted to tell my aunt to go home, get her affairs in order, say goodbye to her friends and come back and just stay. She isn't a criminal (not that it would matter). The plain fact is that no one would ever look for her, she is a non-entity.

But, my law-abiding mind gets the better of me and I tell myself that that won't do. Instead, I will scrape up the $2000 for her to travel here every six months to a year (if I am able) so that she can spend some of her waning years with my mom. Instead, I will forego new furniture, a 1/2 bathroom, a deck, a new roof, new windows, for the few short months she can spend with my mom. Instead I will actively shout about our open borders and the increasing strain our society is put under when I can't get a shot at the clinic (which is all I will now be able to afford) because an illegal immigrant has gotten there first.

The failure of immigration in the country is that for those wanting to come to America legally, the process is so time consuming and difficult that it makes it an impossibiity. It is still possible for children and parents, but that time has even been lengthened to around 5 years. Think of it. Your baby could be stuck in another country while the "process" works itself out. Meanwhile, we are overrun with illegal immigrants that our country chooses to largely ignore because afterall "undocumented individuals have rights too" WTF? They get to trample my rights as a citizen because they are minorities. I got news for ya! I have been a minority all my life. I have never asked for a handout, never asked for a break, never asked for a group right that I wasn't already entitled to under the Constitution. What I ask for is fairness. The system is not fair.

To this country immigration reform is to turn the other cheek while another mexican crosses the New Mexico border, while an Muslim intending to do harm sneaks across the Montana border, while the President makes nice with the President of Mexico, who has it in mind to turn the US into a Mexican territory. I am mad! Instead, however, since I don't believe in entitlements to myself, I will stew and wait for the day when one of the generally inept members of Congress introduces a real immigration reform package. One that halts the flow of immigrants (many of whom have criminal backgrounds) into our country and makes it easier for family members of citizens to come here for that better life.

So much for immigration reform . . .

My rant is done. Resume regularly scheduled programming.

Evil Glenn Moment

HEH

Karnival of the Kids #2

Its up here! Sally of Whimsy Capricious did an excellent job!

The How Old Are You Quiz

Pegged me, sorta . . .