Fireproof

September 27, 2008 at 6:58 pm | Posted in In the News, Just for fun | 18 Comments
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Last night our good friends, Mr. and Mrs. Peanut asked us to go to see this new movie Fireproof.

 

It was so great! I laughed, I cried, Hubby did too even though he won’t admit it! (Yeah, it would be better if you didn’t tell him I said that!) It reminded me so much of The Notebook in the storyline, but it follows a couple after all of the romance and the newness of a relationship have worn off. It is the story of a man trying to save his marriage. He works day by day to win back the heart of the woman he chose to spend the rest of his life with. It was an amazing story. Go, go to the theaters now!

Did I mention Kirk Cameron? Yeah, really, go!

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C’mon Nashville!

September 19, 2008 at 11:05 pm | Posted in In the News | 26 Comments
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Guess where the only city in the nation is without gas?

Yep, my beloved Nashville. 

Natural Disaster? Act of Terror? Oil Spill?

No. No. No.

Rumors of no gas? Gas Hoarding? People who panic way too easily?

Yes. Yes. And yes.

People, we down here in the South are living up to our reputation. 

We are stupid. 

The same people who run out and pillage the bread and water bottle aisle on the one winter day a year when the forecaster call for 1-2 inches of snow have transferred their natural disaster panic mode to the gas pump.

All it took was for one loudmouth somewhere in the city to say, “Go get gas, due to the hurricane we will be out by the end of the day.”

This one statement set into motion a range of panic and an every man (tank?) for himself mentality. 

AND WE ALL FELL FOR IT.

As I was driving out to meet friends tonight, Hubby and I were met with a line of cars dissecting our little town and stopping traffic. Now, we have had one station without gas most of the week, but no one panicked. But one statement about being the “only station west of town that had gas” sent our little town into pandemonium. My phone rang and Mae informed me that there was no gas to be had in town. Lines stretched for miles. Motorists were stranded. People literally fighting for their turn at the pump.

“They are saying that there won’t be gas for over a week. People are worried about getting back forth and to work next week.”

Well, since Hubby and I both commute, and we were both under 1/4 of a tank, we knew we had to join the frenzy because my job depends on my showing up. No choice to not get gas. We joined the line. I got to be in the short line because my tank is on the right side of my car-thank you and your German engineering Volkswagen- and I still waited over 45 minutes and I was third in this pump’s line! 

When my intial wait was over, it took me over 15 minutes to pump 3/4 of a tank of gas. The pumps were so slow. Teach a two year old to count to fifty and that would be faster than the ticker on the pump’s meter. Ridiculous. I had to switch to Premium during the course of my pumping just to keep it moving. Hubby was not so lucky. Well over an hour he waited only to be told her could only get a certain amount once he reached the pump. Let the rationing begin. 

Excuse me, do we live in a Communist country now? Apparently so. Ok, so I was wanting them to ration the guy in front of me who filled TWO of what had to have been 20 gallon gas cans, his tank in his car, and I think his jet ski. It took him over thirty minutes, I kid you not. So, I am torn on the rationing. 

And why all of this drama? Because people are silly. Some loud mouth preaching economic doom and shortage sent us all into hoarding mode. Some poor people tonight are still stuck on the roads, forced to stay home, and all around adjusting to having no transportation for who knows how long. Newscasters went on air telling people not to panic, instructing people to stop hoarding, and requesting people to only get what was necessary.

What did the people of the Mid-State hear?

“THERE WILL NOT BE GAS FOR WEEKS AND WEEKS AND WE WILL ALL PERISH SO DO WHATEVER YOU CAN AND AT WHATEVER COST TO AQCUIRE AS MUCH GAS AS YOU CAN AFFORD.”

And what happened? Yes, No Gas to be had. Anywhere. Yeah, we are not proving people wrong on our stupidity.

Not our best moment.

Don’t come thru Nashville wanting to get gas. You will enter the vortex of stupid and not be able to escape, unless a TDOT truck shows up and gives your empty tank a handout.

Oh wait, I am pretty sure they said they are out too. Guess we are all screwed.

Don’t Be A Moron!

September 13, 2008 at 12:41 pm | Posted in In the News | 9 Comments
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I want to thank Angela for brining my attention to this awesome video.

Don’t be a moron! And if you are as sick of all the election mumbo-jumbo as I am, you will enjoy this!

Confession Time

September 9, 2008 at 6:33 pm | Posted in Just for fun | 19 Comments
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I have a friend, who shall remain nameless, ahem-Mrs. Lilac, ask me about Pandora the other day. I thought everyone knew about this amazing music-lovers dream come true, but the more I talked to people it seems I was wrong about that fact along with many other things which I don’t find necessary to bring up at this moment.

Besides there are way too many. Moving on.

To sum it up it is an online website where you can type in the name of a song or an artist you like and it will create a “radio station” just for you which will play music that fits the same genre and mood.

To my extreme delight I found the Itouch application for Pandora. Fan-tastic. Itouch users get it now, it alone is worth the software upgrade to install applications. Just do it. You will not regret it-at all.

But, in my total tweeting mania the other day, where Ashley and I got into a Name That Tune sort of game, I realized that I was a little embarrassed to admit some of my stations on Pandora. So here we go, it is confession time. Here are my most embarrassing ones:

1. Nice and Slow Radio. I don’t need to give an explanation. 

2. Spice Girls Radio. Hey I am a child of the 90’s what do you expect?

3. Love Shack Radio. Who doesn’t love the B-52s?

4. DooWoop Radio. Ahh. Oldies.

Now. Don’t leave me hanging. I know you have some you are quite ashamed to admit. Go.

And Because You Care

September 7, 2008 at 9:04 pm | Posted in Blogosphere, In the News | 30 Comments
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The one where you all give a riff about who is on my hit list.

 

Dear Google,

Please fix the bug that continues to sign me out of my gmail account. Every day. Without fail. It is annoying.

About to go back to Hotmail,

Frustrated Incessant Emailer

 

Dear Baby Nephew,

I know you are a whopping seven lbs. and you think you are ready to make your entrance into the world, but you are not ready yet, hold on and hang out. 

And I want to kiss your face!

Love,

Aunt Tipp

 

Dear Lily and Ellie,

Stop hogging my bed. I don’t enjoy clinging for life to the edge of the bed each night while you and Daddy splay out and stretch. I need rest too. You know crabby Mommy is not fun for anyone. 

For your own sanity,

Mom

 

Dear People Who Want Me To Vote for Your Candidate,

Stop emailing, facebooking, tweeting, myspacing, snail-mailing, texting, pigeoning, and smoke signaling me your views of who I should vote for. I really resent the fact that after reading what you send me I need to spend countless hours on Snopes, Factfinder, and Factcheck to see if you really know what you are talking about when it relates to the issues. Mostly, I am finding that you don’t so please trust me to make my own informed decision. I am not an idiot. I don’t believe that Obama is not experienced and I don’t buy into the fact that Sarah Palin is going to ruin American if she is elected to the Vice Presidency. You all make me want to vote for the candidate whose supporters and party are classier, less annoying, and yell the softest. And yes, I know that is not a good way to pick my next President, but you are all driving me nuts with all the disrespect and mudslinging.

Wishing for Mid-November,

Annoyed Independent Voter

 

Dear Anonymous Hate Commenters,

Go away. You are not wanted here.

Best Wishes,

A WP user with great Askimet 

 

Dear Commenters Who Still Want to Persuade Me of Your Political Agenda,

See above letter to people who are trying to convince me to vote for your candidate. And yes, I will delete your comment. This is not a political blog and I don’t want your views published in my world, regardless of whether I agree with you or not.

Your Blogging Friend,

Tipp

 

Dear Safari,

Please stop giving me the “Login Keychain” window. It is like my gmail-annoying.

Sincerely,

A loyal Mac user who does not want to regret the switch from Dell

Sidenote: If you can tell me how to turn this off I will vote for your candidate.

No. Like I said I am really not that dumb.

 

Dear Google Reader,

Do you miss me? I don’t miss you- especially when you read over 100 every single morning.

I think we need to breakup,

Exhausted Blogger

 

Dear Facebook,

Stop taking up so much of my time, especially with Oregon Trail.

Addicted,

Tipp

 

Dear Itunes/Pandora,

Way to go with the Pandora Application for my Itouch. This really rocks. It totally made my day.

Pleased with Apple,

A loyal Fan

I’m Done Being Quiet

September 3, 2008 at 9:35 pm | Posted in Thoughts | 20 Comments
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I am irritated. I am mad. I am tired of people degrading the military experience of John McCain. You don’t have to support or agree with the man, but you do not have to be disrespectful to his service.

I find it interesting that the people who are so against hearing the John McCain POW story again and again are also the same people who have never experienced firsthand anything about war. Most are of my generation who don’t know much about the war that is currently being fought, much less the wars of past generations. They have not sent anyone they love into a war, or watched the horrors their loved ones suffered through from the effects of it when they return. If you continue to complain about the telling of the war stories you need to be aware that one day you may be faced with a war, perhaps on your homefront, and then and only then can you understand the sacrifice it causes because then it will be a part of your story. 

Only then will you understand the deep and personal feelings it stirs within a serviceperson’s family and only then can you empathize. Until you do, you have no idea the amount of hurt and suffering you cause those people who have served or stood by a loved one who has when you degrade that service and sacrifice. They fought the wars so you won’t have to, remember that, whether you agree with that sentiment or not. You don’t have to support or agree, but you can respect.

The One Where I Prove Why I Was Psych Major

September 3, 2008 at 9:30 am | Posted in Fun Times | 18 Comments
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Observations from people-watching on the balcony at the beach:

1. When it is a red flag and there is a Category 4 hurricane in the gulf, you should not allow your child in the water. It is called rip tides and undercurrents and they will get you. This makes me question your competency as a parent.

2. Don’t pick up the jellyfish. Really don’t. You will regret it.

3. Don’t allow your children to throw objects at the seagulls and laugh sinisterly when they hurt them. Animal cruelty is one of the first signs of labeling a serial killer. Just saying, think about it.

4. If you sit on the beach chairs you are supposed to pay for, you should not attempt to get up and sneak off right before the attendant comes to collect the money. He will track you down.

5. Don’t allow your elderly grandmother into the water during a red flag. See No. 1.

6. If I am sleeping with the balcony door open to hear the waves, I do not appreciate you out at 3am yelling, “Come and get me Gustav, hahhahaha.” Idiot.

7. Surfing with a Category 4 hurricane in the gulf is dangerous stupid. There are no professional surfers in NW FL, therefore you are not qualified to attempt to Hang Ten. Again, see No.1.

8. If you don’t pick up your trash when you leave the beach, I cannot be held responsible for hurling things at you from my balcony. And I will. Biodegradeable things that is.

That is all.

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