We have a program here at work that is frequently talked about…
…for whatever reason.
When you say it fast – which is often ‘round these parts --
…it makes you blush.
It’s called Master Data.
I've seen a picture of E. I don't look ANYTHING like her.
Then I realized... she was a minority in an office full of white folk.
... of course we look alike.
Oh, you don't believe me?
This is E:
This is me:
F#cking twins, I know!
Sheesh.
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Again we had an awesome weekend.
One of my favorite movies is Practical Magic starring Sandra Bullock and Nicole Kidman who play witches. I just love that fantasy/sci-fi crap.
Anyway, in one scene, all the adults wake up in the middle of the night for “Midnight Margaritas”. It is, by far, my favorite scene in the movie. All 4 women/witches traipse down the stairs to the tune of Harry Nilsson’s “Lime in the Coconut” song (which became a favorite song of mine after this movie) and start drinkin’ themselves sloppy.
I always loved the idea of doing that ever since.
Welp, last Saturday Jess and I instituted our own Midnight Margarita session. We grabbed all the liquor we had in the house, a bucket full of ice, a couple of glasses and sat under the umbrella on the patio that is lit with our lovely little lights and our ipod in its little stereo speaker cradle and just chatted, relaxed and sometimes even a dance and a sing-along or two, whilest the liquor flowed.
The weather was gorgeous.
…and so was the company.
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....that I've tried on 2 occasions to write a book?
Yep. I did.
Once was a lesbian kinda crime drama.
Then it bored even me.
So I scrapped it.
The next was a fantasy book similar to Harry Pooper.
Why? Because if that JK Rowling can make a bazillion bucks makin' sh!t up -- I figured, I could too.
Yeah, that got nowhere fast.
Truth is, I don't really have any kinda story to tell. But the premise of writing a book seemed so easy.
Put a bunch of words on a page and sell it to someone. NO OVERHEAD! Poof, a bazillion bucks.
Eh, I guess I'll just have to wait for the story of the century to come to me before I try again.
In the meantime I'll allow that JK Rowling chick to remain in the spotlight.
...for now.
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OMG what a great weekend! 
Lessee -- Saturday we pretty much just lounged around and played Full Tilt Poker (yeah, we're addicted) lol
Saturday nite we got an invitation from a couple we met the day of Pride... they were renting a boat on Candlewood Lake and wanted to know if we were interested in going on Sunday.
Since we had no plans, we figured, why not... so off we went and OMG what a great time! We sooo wanna do it again.
Except -- poor Jess is lobster boi again... 
Which apparently isn't very far.
Noteably, they are the blue states (ironically) labeled in red.
Can I just say how AWESOME it is to see my drawings on other people's blogs? 
Sperm Donor's Son to Stay in Ireland
What an a$$hole for fighting for custody for "sperm" he didn't even want!A man who donated his sperm to a lesbian couple won a legal fight Thursday to keep his biological son in Ireland.
The Supreme Court judgment was a first in Ireland, a predominantly Roman Catholic country where the rights of same-sex couples and sperm donors have not been spelled out. Now the couple, wed in a civil union ceremony in England, cannot spend long periods in Australia with their 14-month-old boy as planned, but can only vacation there for up to six weeks.
Another courtroom battle between the man and the couple looms over joint custody of the boy. Two judges, Justices Susan Denham and Joseph Finnegan, ruled that the toddler's best interests required him to stay in Ireland near his
biological father.The third judge, Justice Nial Fennelly, disagreed, arguing no evidence was offered that the boy would be harmed by leaving Ireland. via San Francisco Chronicle
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Lessee -- I guess that's it for me -- time to blog hop!
And now.. your Moment of Zen:
STAMFORD - A dramatic chase yesterday began when a man fired a stolen handgun outside a condominium complex and ended with his arrest outside the downtown train station, where he held the weapon in his mouth, police said.The chase, involving nearly two dozen officers, many with their weapons drawn, brought downtown rush-hour traffic to a chaotic halt yesterday.
An officer Tasered the man outside the city's bus station, causing him to drop the Beretta .38-caliber handgun and fall to one knee before he was arrested, police spokesman Lt. Sean Cooney said.Police did not release the man's name last night. The man was taken to Stamford Hospital, where he was treated for the Taser shock and was undergoing a psychiatric evaluation, Cooney said.Witnesses and police said the chase caused near-hysteria as pedestrians and commuters dropped to the ground or fled. Rest of the story...
Yes, folkz, this happened at the train/bus station that I take to get to and from work.
No wonder traffic on the highway was so heavy this morning.
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The bathroom at work has a separate room that has lockers, benches and showers to use before and after using the fitness center.
The other day I was in that room getting changed for the gym and while I was in there I heard the door to the bathroom open and someone go into a stall.
I only half registered this while I put on my pink sports bra.
A minute or two later I hear the toilet paper roll spinning.
Put on socks...
A minute or two later - toilet paper roll spinning.
Tying shoes.
A minute or two later -- toilet paper roll spinning.
Oh.
Recognition strikes.
So -- the question is:
What do YOU do to disguise tooting/pooting in public?
That is all.
_________________________________________________________I suppose one of these months I'll have completed the book club book BEFORE the book club meeting.
That's right folkz. Tonight is book club again.
Will you be there?
Probably not. lol
Do I want you to? Yes, I do.
Sooooooooooo tonight, 7:30 pm Triangle Community Center.
Be there or...
...be somewhere else.
Remember 8-track tapes?
Me neither. (Sorry Val)
What I do remember is that my mother had this "hi-fi" that looked like a frickin' coffin in the living room.
What?! That sh!t wasn't right!
You opened it up on top (you know, where the body goes) and inside was a record player (remember records?? Sadly, I do) and an 8-track tape player.
I never saw it work.
Ok, so after 8-tracks was cassette tapes.
After cassette tapes came CDs.
After CDs came MP3 players.
Most of the kids these days haven't even seen cassette tapes or cassette tape players (unless of course they were saddled with an older car like Kristie was).
Which begs the question:
How will they know how much meat they can eat on a diet if they don't know what size a cassette tape is??
Saturday morning -- Saturday was quite the day...
So there was a sign on the highway and ads all over the radio that Toyota of Westport was having a "$5 car sale". Not that we're in the market or anything but we figured -- hell, we have $5.
Now, of course, we're not stupid, we figured there'd probably only maybe 1 or 2 cars sold at that price, but we figured, what the heck.
So we traipse our a$$es over to the Toyota dealership.
Where we were told to park our car and then find the car we wanted and sit in it to claim it. Jess and I sat in two different cars -- a Toyota Camry and a Subaru wagon (aka "Suburban Dyke Mobile") ...while the sales people ran around with bullhorns and their "DJ talk" and made a complete mockery out of us.
Then they're telling us to honk our horns so they'd pick us for the next "incredible deal". Well, the longer we sat in those cars, the longer I felt like a complete and total idiot. Seriously, I haven't felt that degraded since I worked at Yale University.
When they started "slashing prices"... the prices only went down a few thousand dollars. Meanwhile Jess and I were sitting in cars that were marked $16K and $19K... so we decided to get out and make a run for it before they noticed we were missing.
I did get a free t-shirt out of the deal
So after we escaped from there, we went to Toys R Us to get little Eric a birthday present.
We went home wrapped his present and grandpa's present and shortly after were off to Waterbury.
We went to our brother-in-law's mom's house for a BBQ party. There was a slip n slide (which apparently Jess cannot resist lol - video to follow later!) -- all in all it was a lot of fun.
After we left there we dropped Jeremie off at home, switched cars and then went to Homo Depot to pick up some plants for the front and side of the house that the landscaper had turned over for us.
We weren't really planning on doing that this weekend but we realized that the neighborhood cats were using that area as their personal litterbox... and well, cat sh!t stinks 10x's worse than dog sh!t and we wanted to nip that in the butt (heh, get it??? sheesh. tough audience)..
Anyhoo -- there was a sale going on so we got a really good deal on stuff... and we went home and planted it.
I forgot to take a picture to post here, but I'll try to remember to tonite (yes Eva -- delay on visuals again)
I'm so proud of our work though!
After that we had dinner and watch King Kong with the kids... dear LORD what a long movie! I thought it was good though.
Told you that Saturday was quite the day!
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Sunday was another! So Sunday we slept in a bit -- then did a little running around before heading out to Brooklyn for the gay blogger gathering.
We hopped on Metro-North and did some subway hoppin' and got ourselves over the Catty Shack.
Here's us on the subway:
We had SUCH a frickin' blast at the get together, lemme tell ya. First off it was soo reasonably priced. $15 got us unlimited beer and BBQ food.... and we met so many cool people... not the least of which were Curly McDimple, Joe.My.God. (who I totally loved!)... here's a pic of me 'n Joe:
Isn't he cute???
Anyway, we also met Post No Bills, Rusty's Balcony (who came ALL the way from Austin, TX and totally ripped us off of the "who came from the farthest" award), and several others -- sorry, the beer took it's toll.
We had a great time -- and left about 11ish... sloshed and on the subway. Lovely. LOL
We both fell asleep on the train and crawled home about 1 am-ish? Or that's my best fuzzy-headed guess anyway.
So needless to say that being up at 6-something was NOT what my body wanted to do.
But worth it was...
Ok, so this took forever... so I'm gonna go and take a nap do some work.
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From HERE:
You're allowed to be Hitler, but don't even try being Gay on social networking site Facebook.
It's been revealed that the popular website - which boasts it has more than 30 million members from around the world - does not allow people with the common Anglo Saxon surname Gay to join, assuming it is not a legitimate name.
After a story in New Zealand's Dominion Post about 30-year-old Rowena Gay, who was denied entry to site because of her last name, smh.com.au undertook a test and found a person with the last name Gay was indeed not allowed to join. "Please enter a legitimate name,'' the website stated during our attempt. And while the website refused Gay, it had no problem allowing us to join with the last name Hitler.
Thousands of people across Australia share the surname. via The Sydney Morning Herald
Yeah, I'm on there -- but I won't be using it... thanks.
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We made it!
Thank goodness, because I didn't know how much more of workin' I could take. 
Busy weekend ahead -- tomorrow is our nephew's birthday party then that bonfire. Sunday is the gay blogger get-together in Brooklyn (anybody else coming??)
I'm pretty excited about 'em all.
Well, I'll keep it short 'n sweet today -- time to go catch up on your blogs...
HAPPY WEEKEND!
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God, I can't frickin' wait til the weekend already! Sheesh!
Ok, I've stuff to talk about here, so let's get to it...
Did you know that the Mayor in South Florida is proposing spending $250,000 to turn all the public toilets into "robo-toilets"?
What's that you ask?
Toilets who's doors AUTOMATICALLY open after a few minutes to deter homosexual sex.
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Yesterday I was informed that my aunt Deca gave birth to a bouncing baby boy on July 10th.
Edward Joseph Schell
Welcome to the world little man.
Jess and I ran into Val at Planet Fitness last nite. It was nice to see ya and chat a little bit... who knew that Planet Fitness in Fairfield was a lesbian mecca!
Speaking of going to the gym... Jess found this excellent website to keep track of your eating, fitness, and recipes... it reminds me of Weight Watchers' website... but this one's free.
It's called sparkpeople.com
Today my pants are fitting loose.
Not sure if they always fit that way. LOL
Ok, I'm out.
See ya lata.
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216.5
Ok, let the peeling begin!
My nose is outta control.... lol ....
(I drew this one, by the way)
Ummm ok... wouldn't wanna make the mistake of putting a memo in the, oh, I don't know, 2007Memos folder or anything.
Idiot by association.
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Well, I guess I'll go now. I can't think of anything else at the moment... and Eva's rushing me having already seen my mood. lol
Laterz.
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Because putting images in my blog posts from work have become quite the chore, I've decided to post tomorrow's blog entry today.
Which means, I will not be posting anything tomorrow.
Heh.
Threw ya for a curve, didn't I?
So.. off we go:
Let's start off with what we saw on Friday:
Hi!
It's Monday... of a full -- non-holiday week. Criminey.
No more days off until next month. That sucks a$$.
I completely forgot to bring my gym bag to work today. ....sigh.... I guess I HAVE to go to the gym with Jess tonight.
Eh well ...
So, the weekend...
...you already heard about Friday. 
Saturday Kristie drove Kat and Tina to the train station for their cruise and we drove up to Niantic to pick Jeremie up from encampment. They had a graduation ceremony for the kids who survived encampment.
I have pictures, but I haven't uploaded them all yet, so I'll save the encampment commentary for another blog entry. Here's a taste of what's to come in that entry:
"Awwwww"
"Ugh, in-laws"
"Awww, in-law"
"That's definitely a tranny"
"Oh god, she's got two asses!"
So tune back in for that....
After we got back from picking Jeremie up we head for home and pretty much just lounged the rest of the day.
Ruben called to tell me that some sensor needs to be replaced in Kristie's car and that he ordered it and the part should be in today so we should get the car back today.
I did make some new ringtones.
How does one diplomatically ask their neighbor to stop walking around without a shirt when it looks like he is wearing a Chewbacca costume?
People who mark every email they send out as Urgent.Ever hear of the little boy who cried wolf??? Sheesh.
(I'm considering this lawn sculpture)
_________________________________________________________So as not to be lost in the fray of my other blabberings...
Packie and Bill's wedding is getting it's own entry. Who loves ya baby? Ok, besides Bill. And your mom...
...and dad.
Well, ok, and the entire nation.
Anyway, let's move on shall we?
First -- it was the 4th of July and overcast -- but besides that?? GORGEOUS..
Here are some key pics (the rest can be found HERE):
Yes lawd!!
I just had to post this...
Ok, so when we got home from work we called the police and an officer came over... we told him our problem and he suggested we send a letter to Ruben's last known address and if it came back as undeliverable or if it got delivered and the car wasnt' returned THEN we should report the car stolen.
So before he left he called in for them to run his name... nothing came up under the name I knew... so Jess suggested we run the name that Darlene gave us...
AND WOULDN'T YOU KNOW IT...
A speeding ticket came up.
The address we had was off by a few houses.
So we hauled ass to Bridgeport and knocked on the door.
Out pops Ruben with a big ole shit eating grin on his face.
Kristie just bursts out laughing because she knew he was about to catch some hell... so she leaves me to it.
AND DAMNED IF I DIDN'T LET HIM HAVE IT.
Of course his reasoning was that he lost his cell phone and since he hadn't finished fixing the car yet ("got sidetracked") he figured he had no reason to call.
...speechless...
Well, after I FINISHED cussin' him out, anyway. LOL
So I made him write down every single possible way for me to contact him. I now have his new cell number, new home number, address to his garage and even his mother's address and phone number.
Let him try to lose my ass again.
I have Darlene after all.
So THANK YOU to all for the help/good wishes (especially you Darlene)... the weight on my shoulders has been lifted and the car should be home tomorrow .
WOOT! WOOT!!
Pantoja.
Psh... unbelievable...
