November 29, 2008

Momisms . . .

While discussing orthodontia with my mother yesterday she explained that she would like veneers - so that sugar couldn't attack the no ammo on her teeth.

I was not aware we had ammo in our mouths . . . though I've been known to have a loaded conversation or two. Anyway, brush yer teeth so your noammo doesn't decay!

And have a great day.

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November 26, 2008

Memed

I got tagged by CalTechGirl . . . for a meme . . . Ack!

The rules:
1. Post the rules on your blog.
2. Tell 7 random things about yourself.
3. Tag 7 people at the end of your post.
4. Pass on the tag.

Here goes:
1. I am not short! I am fun sized. With emphasis on the fun . . . cause that's how I roll!

2. When I pull a glass out of my cupboard - for myself only - I automatically wipe off the rim of the glass . . . with my boob (clothed of course). Cause seriously? Perfect shape for glass wiping . . . I'm just sayin!

3. I don't wear makeup - ever.

4. I don't eat eggs (typically) unless they are boiled; I don't eat tomatoes unless in a sauce, salsa, or ketchup; I don't eat peppers but I love the flavor of peppers and all things hot and spicy (except the pepper itself); I don't eat cabbage except in eggrolls or kimchi; I don't eat veal, lamb, goose, goat or oysters though I have eaten each; I don't eat onions but I love onion rings; I don't eat the internal organs of any organism (heart, brain, liver, etc. . .), except for those inside the small dried korean fishies (fully intact) that I love; I don't like food that wiggles - like Jello; I regularly snack on seaweed or wasabi flavored things but I don't like sushi or wasabi paste; I don't eat sausage links or patties but like sausage in general; I don't eat fake meat . . .even if made from tofu which I do eat. I make kick-ass pie.

5. I fight fires - though my specialty is the car fire. I am excellent with a hose (ahem) - nozzle. I have participated in and rocked battle of the barrel (hose wars) and I look stunning in turn-out gear (ok, clearly an exaggeration . . .), and I like to play with the air horn.

6. I struggle with paranoia on occasion - stop looking at me!

7. I can sit on a beach and smell the ocean and listen to the waves for hours. I close my eyes and get lost in it. The smell reminds me of childhood summers spent in Eastern Shore Maryland, of crab boils, ghost crab hunting, campfire stories, suntan oil, boys, wild ponies, Fisher's, boardwalk fries, 1st Street, kites . . . It is that sudden salty air you smell when crossing over the Bay Bridge. That blast of musty, fishy, salty, goodness. Even today, when I get close to the ocean, I hang my head out of the window, shut off the radio and drink in those sounds and smells. Even now, when leaving an ocean destination, I stop to say farewell to the ocean - "until we meet again" cause it is like leaving the arms of an old friend - an old cozy, comforting friend.

I'm not tagging anyone - instead - go and donate to Project Valour-IT we only have two days left in the fundraiser. Think of the difference you can make.

Go here: Project Valour IT.

Or donate here:



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November 23, 2008

Just Hanging Around

I spent the weekend rappelling off a thirty foot building. I was wearing about twelve layers of clothes as it was in the teens and 20s the whole weekend. Lots of padding . . . you know, in case my ropes gave . . . Wheeeee! At one point . . . the first drop this morning, my feet covered in snow and ice, I slipped off the mat and right into a window, ass first and upside down. I was laughing hysterically but managed to right myself and learned that I'd completed a "helicopter launch" so if ever I rappel out of a helo . . . :) Here I am nearing the ground . . .

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November 19, 2008

You Were Warned!

You were warned and you failed to listen. You were told to donate to Project Valour IT and you failed to do so. You have trifled with the Minja. Witness his wrath below!

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Before more are attacked by the minja . . . donate. Donate to Valour IT - appease the Minja! Donate now! Donate Below!



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November 16, 2008

Not the Minjas!

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It's way scarier than you could ever imagine! The minja is not to be trifled with.

Donate now!


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November 14, 2008

HELLO!!!

I noticed that my blog traffic has dropped off considerably. Why? I can only suspect that it is because I am shilling for Valour IT. Deal with it. Come back, come back often, donate, donate often, tell your friends, family, coworkers . . . help.

I have a friend - Chuck - he inspired this friendly competition. Now, he is, of course, playing for Team Army. I am playing for Team Navy. I have dear - dear friends playing for Team Marines and for Team Air Force. I even have a dear friend playing for the Coasties.

I could have picked any branch. My cuz . . . the one who has lived with me since he was 16 is a Navy-man. So is his brother, his dad and some other members of our families. My dad? He's an Army-man. Met my ma in Korea while he was in the Army. My uncle? He was one of two men who survived after a transport helo he was riding in was shot out of the sky by Viet Cong. He's a Marine. My grandpap was in the Merchant Marine during WWII because he had been in a car accident just before his Navy physical and had a piece of glass in his eye. The MM were activated during the War and he was on a ship that transported German POWs. I own a German .32 he pilfered off one of those POWs. Mine is a military loving family. I couldn't serve but I wanted to do so. My health would not permit it. So, instead, I serve by supporting my military friends. Here are some of my military family . . .

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I give what I can, when I can. I thank every service man I run across and I pray for them everyday. Ask yourself if you have done what you can this holiday season. Can you spare a dollar or two? Can you put that coffee down, put those cigarettes back, drink one less beer at Happy Hour. Donate to this fabulous cause. Help make an injured service man or woman feel a little more whole. Donate below.



And for Two Dogs, while he isn't hugging them, he is stabbing them . . . I call it Ninja v. Pumpkin . . . The Ninja won . . .


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November 13, 2008

Happy Birthday Richmond!

Go quickly and wish my dear friend Richmond Happy Birthday! Now!

And then, come back and donate to the Valour IT Project - we need to raise at least $250,000.00 - we are on the right track but have a way to go. So, give Richmond a birthday shoutout and then give a serviceman or woman the gift of communication!



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November 12, 2008

What's it Worth?

Tell me? What is freedom worth to you? Is it worth a life, a limb, a dollar, ten?

Think about the freedoms you take for granted and the fine men and women that permit you to do so. What have you given back to them?

When you get that morning cuppa or buy another pack of cigarettes, think of them. Are those brave men and women worth the few bucks you'd otherwise spend this morning on yourself?

Here is your chance to give back. Give something back by donating to the Valour IT Project. Donate here or here or at any of these sites . . .


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November 11, 2008

Go Navy

Each year, friendly competition takes place between supporters of each branch of the military . . . the competition, this year kicking off today, is to see which branch can raise the most money by Thanksgiving for the Valour IT Project. What is the Valour IT project you ask? Valour IT provides laptops with adaptive software for members of our military who have been wounded.

The more money we can raise, the more laptops we can distribute. So please . . . I know that things are tight these days but can you spare a dollar or two for this worthy cause? Please? Should I send pie?

Donate below, and join a team! Go Navy!




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November 09, 2008

Holiday Fun

Seems the M-I-L doesn't think I spend enough time cowtowing to her. I don't have the time or inclination really. So she has resorted to trickery. Yep. She is using my child to trap me into spending time with her. She is using my boy to guilt me into dropping everything in order to attend to her every whim.

I call it the Holiday trap. The holidays are a good excuse for her to lure me in so that she can force me to play nice with the relatives. I won't, however, be drawn in by her wiles. Nay, I shall thwart her wiles . . . because seriously - you see a wile, you thwart - am I right?

Anyway, the Holidays should be entertaining. I feel a migraine coming on. A two month-long migraine ending with a New Year's resolution to spend less time with my in-laws, and more time with a good book and a bottle of wine. Wheeeeee!!!

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November 07, 2008

Speaking to a Wall

I'm not sure what it is about me exactly that causes people to make an effort to disregard what I've said. Family, friends, colleagues, strangers . . . Am I too nice? Not trustworthy? An idiot?

I have an important meeting today in Vegas. In order to conduct this meeting, my partner out there needs a package from me - there are original signed documents in that package. I had my secretary send the package by overnight "FIRST AVAILABLE." So it gets there for our 10:00 a.m. meeting.

Because I obviously don't know what I am talking about or asking for, she second guesses me and sends it air saver. Now . . . why? WHY! would I ask for a package to be sent first available if I didn't mean it? Why is it so hard to just do as I've asked? My meeting is screwed - court required and all.

She obviously doesn't know that I moonlight as a minja. I could scream.

I am not a happy camper. I am not happy at all. Of course, when you start off unhappy, I guess it isn't a leap to just accept the disrespect. If my windows opened on the 16th floor, I'd jump today.

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November 05, 2008

Brand New Day

First and foremost, I am so excited so many voted on Tuesday. What a remarkable thing voting is. You speak with your choice. You may not always be on the winning side but you spoke up and that is to be commended.

Then there is the fact that we elected - collectively - whether you cast your vote for him or not, we elected the first black president of the United States. What a feat. The barriers of color have been broken - whether you believe the barriers exist or not. In my lifetime and my son's lifetime we have accomplished a historic feat. Add to that the fact that nearly 50% of the voting public voted to elect this nations' first republican, female VP candidate. Historic I tell you.

Now, you probably expected me to rant - throw in some expletives. I'll admit, the prospect of a socialist governmental figurehead made me throw up a little in my mouth. But after my wallowing swallow, I came to the conclusion that I can be sore and annoyed and put out over the next four years or I can do something to change it all.

This is a call to arms, so to speak. Not to rise up against Obama - but to educate your friends and neighbors. Teach them to want to think independently, outside the box. Teach them to want to be independent - work toward a goal - a reward. You can pity yourself and vex and vent about the loss or you can work toward creating a better tomorrow. A brand new day.

There is always a bright side - work to achieve it. I will. I will tell whoever will listen that now is not the time to cry in your beer. Be heard. Abandon the rhetoric, the party lines. Speak up, be heard. Point out the facts, or where to find them. Abandon the invective and provide incentive. If you want a change in the next four years you need to work to achieve it. Do not repeat the mistakes of the past. We are better than that. We are all better than that.

I choose to be the kind of American who - when hit with adversity . . . trusts my gut that I will prevail in the end. I won't help you make this new President's life difficult. I won't abide by you stating that he isn't your President. Have respect for the office. Have respect for the choice. Make a conscious effort to change it if you don't agree. Leave the disrespect at the door. It's a brand new day.

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November 04, 2008

My One True

Because I can post and boast about my baby Boy who isn't a baby any longer. I can't resist his face. I am constantly kissing on him and he lets me. I know it won't last forever. I cherish this time with him as it is so fleeting. Admit it though, you can't resist his smoochy face either! :)

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November 02, 2008

Twilight

This picture is reflective of my mood today.

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