Random News from Mamma

I love when I’m on the phone with my mamma for at least an hour before she starts telling me the NEW times of all the OLD shows that play on a tv station that I’ve never even watched once in my life. I’ve only ever heard HER mention the station so I’m not entirely sure it exists. In fact, she makes subtle changes to the name of the station everytime she says it so I don’t know what it’s actually called. If it’s real. She told me the line up from 6 a.m. until 3 a.m…..so I don’t have any idea what comes on at 4 or 5 a.m. We talked for about an hour and 10mins before she told me anything that I didn’t already know and then right at the end of the call (just after the audio tv guide) she tells me Al from Happy Days died and then she told me goodnight.
#randomnewsfrommamma

Wasted

That moment when you realize that the $200 you spent on a Christmas gift for your then girlfriend’s Couple’s Waterfront Spa Day was totally wasted because the gift certificate just expired. Idk, maybe she used it. For me it certainly wasn’t a Day of Delight lol. I’d honestly rather she got to enjoy it even if with someone else but I think she forgot about it. #thingsthatmakeyougoBUMMER

There are now more pictures of cats on the web than there are cats.

The web is at crisis point. It cannot cope with the sustained influx of new data. We have deleted temporary files, backed-up to the cloud, archived to DVDs and defragmented several times. Nothing helps: every byte is used the moment it’s freed.

Web Usage Breakdown

Sir Tim Berners-Lee devised the web to share research information in hyper-linked documents. Within twenty-five years, it now consists:

28.65% pictures of cats
16.80% vain selfies
14.82% pointless social media chatter
12.73% inane vlogger videos
9.76% advertising/clickbait pages
8.70% scams and cons
4.79% articles soliciting spurious statistics
3.79% new JavaScript tools/libraries
0.76% documents for the betterment of human knowledge
Prof. Ali Lo stated:

There are now more pictures of cats on the web than there are cats.

http://www.sitepoint.com/web-runs-disk-space/

Fool me once…

http://www.geniegadgets.com/send-a-smell-app.html

Imagine if you will, you wake in the morning to the smell of bacon and coffee coming from your kitchen, it’s the best smell in the world and you’re going to want to share that with people so they can experience with you the utter joy that is somebody else cooking breakfast in the morning.

Straight to the point we know you’ve been waiting for this and we technological loving hippies here at Genie Gadgets couldn’t be more pleased to deliver it to your tiny little wanting fingertips, the ability to send a smell to your friends via your smartphone is now well and truly with us.

Why it’s taken this long we shall never know, but finally they have done it. The Send-A-Smell App comes bundled with a ®windometer smell receiver, this can be attached to any smartphone via the included adapters and using ®greentooth technology converts any smell in close proximity to the receiver to the same frequency your voice is carried over. The included app allows you to select who will receive the smell and the intensity of the smell.

Thanks to the way mobile phones have been designed the crystal which is already contained within the smell receiver’s mobile phone converts the smell signal back via tiny vibrations and the smell will start to emit from the receiver’s mobile phone…. potentially disgusting depending upon the smell you send… but very, very funny.

To be very clear, the receiver of the smell needs no additional device on their phone. The sender of the smell need merely capture the smell with the ®windometer smell receiver and current technology does the rest!

So what smell will you send? The beautiful smell of your perfume, the delightful smell of your dinner… or are you going to do what we did as soon as we got hold of it and reach for the beans?

This will make MILLIONS! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VzXAZWnKitY

Finally a gym that gets IT!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nARGbAu8TeE&feature=youtu.be

I REALLY NEED THIS!!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c_hHl245T9A

BOUND TO HAPPEN SOONER OR LATER
http://www.nettlring.com/

What is this beer commercial? (FOUND IT)

 I have loved beer commercials since I was a kid and would stop whatever I was doing to watch the bull come bursting through the walls like the Kool-aid Man in the Schlitz Malt Liquor ads. Through the years beer commercials have invaded pop culture and have given us catch phrases like “taste great, less filling”, “for all you do this Bud’s for you” and lovable characters like the Bud,Weis,Er frogs and Spuds Mackenzie. Some beer commercials are hilarious and some are relaxing like the Corona commercials which are sublime. The Dos Equis commercials with The Most Interesting Man have spawned a plethora of memes that are usually good for a chuckle and some days really are better than others just like Michelob taught us in the ’90’s. Even people that don’t drink beer can learn a lesson or two about enjoying life from beer commercials. Beer commercials can also brew (ha ha) up controversy. Last year One Million Moms contacted Guinness to ask them to stop using a christian hymn in one of their commercials. The Moms didn’t think it was proper for an adult beverage to be promoted by Leaning On the Everlasting Arms. I don’t know what Guinness’s reply was but I hope they pointed out that “christians” drink beer and wine and many of them drink liquor as well but even more so I hope they told the Moms what I used to tell my mother -in-law. “Jesus turned WATER into WINE for a wedding feast when the wine had run out. People were good and drunk and He made more wine and the guests were amazed that the best wine was served last. He made a LOT of very delicious wine so why wouldn’t His followers drink wine or beer?” People get offended too easily. Would the Moms rather popular beer brands use satanic lyrics? ANYWAY I saw part of a beer commercial today on ESPN while I was at work and I wanted to get the whole quote but I couldn’t find it online to quote it right. I think it was Miller Lite but it could’ve been another Lite and it had a bit like this ” It’s not somewhere over the rainbow” and later ” It’s wherever you are here and now” and “whenever you are you”. It seemed like some great philosophical gem. Does anyone know which commercial it is? I want to see it again but it hasn’t played again even though other commercials play over and over again and are annoying and offer no good advice. Those commercials could have their own rambling post but that’d be more annoying than this one. 

UPDATE: FOUND IT 🙂 

“They tell you it’s out there… somewhere…upon a star, over a rainbow, through the woods, down a road less traveled. Where the grass is greener, life is a dream and everyone’s happily ever after. That’s right, but it’s not on a map or some app, it’s not success or excess, it’s not someday or somehow, it’s wherever you are, whatever is true. Here and now when you are you”

The word “swiped”

I just realized that the word “swipe” has lost all of it’s glamour, mojo, sexiness, swagger or whatever. I, like most people, enjoy using the word ‘swipe’ to mean steal, thieve, take, pilfer, purloin, SNATCH, ;filch, lift, rob, nab, pinch, glom. I had never noticed until this very hour that the word has now almost entirely lost that meaning altogether. Now we use it more for describing what we do with our visa cards at the atm & Redbox or using our touchscreen electronics. Not only has someone else already noticed but someone has even added it to the many dictionaries available today.

Swipe: pass (a swipe card) through an electronic device designed to read and process the information encoded on it.
move (one’s finger) across a touchscreen in order to activate a function.
“simply swipe a finger across the phone’s display screen to switch to another program”

   and in more detail than I had thought of.  This “swipe” epiphany hit me today when I said ” I swiped this Maxim magazine from the waiting area at work because it’s features Candice Swanepoel”
   I couldn’t believe that Candice was the cover girl and main article (with delicious photos) and even declared “the most desirable woman in the world”. Candice had been my favorite angel since Charlie’s Angel Kris Munroe. That episode with the white bikini was permanently imprinted on my young brain. I saw Kris as the perfect everything. Six years ago I was again struck by a perfect angel in a Victoria’s Secret catalogue. I didn’t realize other people thought she was as amazing as I did. I never had a thing for VS models but she too sported a white bikini and was a divine creature. An angel. I never ever looked as good as either angel in my white bikini. It must be amazing to walk around that perfect for awhile. It does all eventually fade though. Have you seen what time does to even the most beautiful people? One day even Mila Kunis will look like Betty White. Time swipes the angels wings

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Hurt – by NiN

I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that’s real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything

What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end
You could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

I wear this crown of shit
Upon my liar’s chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I am still right here

What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end

You could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way ~ Hurt – Trent Reznor -Nine Inch Nails

Windy beach sunrise

I decided to stop by the beach for a few minutes on my way to work for a little spiritual energy boost. I’m so glad that I did. I could hear the crashing surf as soon as I parked the car. I wanted to hurry before the magical colors of dawn drained from the morning sky. I ran barefooted like a crazy person across the shell parking lot and up the wooden steps that cross the dunes. I stopped in my tracks as soon as passed the mangroves. The scene before me was spectacular! Pounding waves beneath sunrise painted clouds as gulls rode the wild wind like kites. I ran down the steps to the uninhibited beach with my hair whipping around my face like a spastic Medusa. I pulled up the top of my trusty hoodie to tame my loony locks and enjoyed the exhilaration that the elements ignited in my soul. I only stayed about 10 minutes with my feet in the surf. The foamy sand and shells tickling my other soles as each wave receded back into the Atlantic. I absorbed as much energy as I could before crossing back to the parking lot and putting my still sandy feet into my socks and Dr Scholls work shoes and booked it to work. I could feel tiny bits of the beach between my toes all day at work and that kept a smile in my heart. After work the sunset was spectacular for my drive back home. 🙂

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Big whiny baby

 

Dreading stepping out of my door before sunrise
like a death row inmate dreads the dawning of his demise

 

The forecast I’m despising
because the temperature’s not rising

 

praying Mutha Nate-cha calls in a last minute pardon
in time to stop the inclement warden

 

But the chances are looking slim
and the lights are bound to dim

 

I’ll admit I am a big baby when it comes to cold
and dammit it’s getting worse as I get old

Kiddo’s Exhausted Philosophy Korner…

THE SUN CANNOT DECIDE WHETHER TO SHINE OR NOT BUT A SELFISH PERSON CAN LIVE AN UNSELFISH LIFE. ~Kiddo

Does anyone think there was never something that I would’ve LOVED LOVED LOVED to buy for myself (Hello giant telescope with camera mount) but chose not to so that someone else could have what they kind of maybe wanted? Do you know how many movies I watched in a 20 year period that I wouldn’t have chosen to watch at all and how many movies I missed or had to wait until later to watch? How many activities did I put aside to do what someone else wanted to do? I am proof that a selfish person can live their ENTIRE life putting other people first. I LOVE FOOD more than anyone on the planet and the deliciousness that I have sacrificed over two decades proves my point:

Does anyone believe that for 20 years I wasn’t interested in the biggest steak, the thickest/juiciest cheeseburger, the last piece of fish or the perfectly shaped baked potato? Does anyone suppose that I didn’t notice that I was offering the last bowl of ice cream before I ate it? That I just dipped it up to eat and then accidentally asked if someone wanted it?

“Does anyone want this last delicious slice of watermelon? Okay here ya go!”

” Who wants the last yummy deviled egg? Allllrighty then it’s all yours!”

“Wow what a GIANT meatball!! Who’s gonna eat it? Yes! YOU are!”

“I wasn’t really interested in eating today I just REALLY enjoying cooking for hours”

“I’m so tired of looking at the food I spent hours shopping for, hours preparing and hours cooking that I think I will just have toast…grrr I never have the patience for the toaster so I’ll just eat my toast rare.”

TWENTY YEARS OF SACRIFICE & I’M NOT BITTER ABOUT THE FOOD…I’m just sayin’

Sometimes I wonder…

   Sometimes I wonder how boring it would be if everything in my life were perfect.

   Sometimes I wonder if God’s big ol’ beard smells old and musty and is scratchy or if it smells like fresh air and sunshine and is soft like the clouds.

   Sometimes I wonder about all the undelivered messages that would have completely changed people’s lives. Like when a mail plane (how can you tell if it’s a mail plane?Check between the landing gears) crashes or a mailbox gets destroyed or when someone loses their cellphone before they read their texts or listen to a voicemail. How many declarations of love or hate and unanswered questions are floating around us? What about a message from a birth mother to her baby that she had given up for adoption which reads “I’ll understand if you don’t want to talk to me so if I don’t hear from you I’ll never call you again”?  How about an embarrassing or hateful voicemail that never gets heard and when the sender changes their mind and wishes they didn’t leave the message they’re puzzled by never getting a reaction from the recipient and they eventually get over it and let it go. How many lives could have been better or worse?  Or over. Or longer. Sometimes I wonder about that. ~Kiddo

When I write in my Random Thoughts journal…

   When I write in my Random Thoughts journal I write it like I am writing to someone else. Sometimes I write as if I am writing to Unis (the Universe) or another human being. Whether I am describing something that happened or my feelings or giving my opinion I write as if I am telling them a story or trying to help them understand their feelings or reactions or giving them my take on profound ideas like the point of life or the depths of the universe or multiverse. Sometimes I am just talking to Journal but often I am writing as if I were writing to someone I know. I write to someone that I feel safe telling almost anything. I have a couple of people that I share with in real life but it wouldn’t be fair to them to share my every crazy or profound thought so I just write as if I am writing to them. Sometimes I end up sharing excerpts from my writing with the real people in my life that I feel comfortable sharing my true self with.

   Hours or days or years later when I go back and read entries that I have written I read them as if someone else wrote them specifically to me. It’s like I have my own personal best friend, pen pal, psychiatrist, comedian and a god that I have access to all of the time. When I read what I wrote earlier it’s like someone I know and trust is sharing with me. Sometimes I write something that I end up reading over and over again. Even when I am not in a situation in which writing is convenient I just write in my head. I have an internal running conversation that sometimes makes me laugh or cry for apparently no reason at all. It’s nice to have someone there to talk to and someone to listen to whether it’s Unis or just myself