Journeys

I’m in a pensive mood today as I sit by the pool and just stare out into the sky. Just looking up at an infinite space it makes me question my importance. I mean WHO AM I anyway? Who are WE?
We are just a small part, a cog, if you will, in the wheel of the Universe. We’re born, we travel the winding roads on life’s journey, just hoping that we will die, leaving something GOOD behind by which others will remember us.
Interesting really, Nature VS Nurture, survival of the fittest, Who will become successful and grab that brass ring, or, who will make the Same attempt, yet fail at it miserably. Who will wind up OWING their future, and who will walk the Earth broke, and living in a box.
Indeed, Life is a Journey, a gift, yet still a journey. My question, Are we predestined to be WHO we are through a Universal plan, OR, do we REALLY have a chance at making our OWN destines?
QuestionsquestionsWill we EVER really KNOW the answers? What are YOUR thoughts on a predetermined destiny? Give me your thoughtsAs for ME, I’m returning to Look at the skyHave a Great Saturday…
Until Later…

Why is it When You Visit The Dead, It’s Called a WAKE

This is just one of those things that has always bothered me, I mean WHY do we call it a WAKE when their DEAD? Good question, right???

Well, lucky for you that ONCE again, Sooz has done countless research on the subject and has the answer you’ve ALL been asking. It all started YEARS and YEARS ago, like before there was even toothpaste or soap.

Once upon a time, OK, I just HAD to, people were celebrating at a wedding festivity. As it turned out, ONE of the guests had consumed a LOT of MEAD (Beer), and fell dead to the floor. Many of the guests said…”Ahhh SHIT, Now we have to take care of this DEAD guy and bust up the party. They carried her out, (This COULD have been ME), and laid her body upon a Pyre for all to pay their last respects.

After a couple of days, people were STILL parading around for the viewing, and LOW and BEHOLD, the supposed corpse woke UP, sat up, BURPED, (Cause THAT’s what drunken corpses did back then, and asked “What the HELL is going on?” People stepped back and shouted with amazement, “LOOK, she’s AWAKE.”

From THAT time on, anytime someone passed away, they would wait three days before the actual burial. That way, they could be sure that someone was REALLY dead and not just passed out in a drunken stupor.
Someone then coined the name A WAKE for anytime people would view a dead person before the funeral… “And NOW you know, the REST of the story”, as Paul Harvey would say.
Until Later…

Brain test

Good example of a brain study: If you can read this OUT LOUD you have a strong mind.  And better than that: Alzheimer’s is a long, long, way down the road before it ever gets anywhere near you.
 
To my “selected” strange-minded friends:      THAT IS YOU, MY FRIEND!!Lists
If you can read the following paragraph in RED and GREEN below, forward it on to your friends and the person that sent it to you with ‘yes’ in the subject line. Only very good minds can read this. This is weird, but interesting! 
 
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If you can read this, you have a strange mind, too. Only 55 people out of 100 can.
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FORWARD ONLY IF YOU CAN READ IT 
Forward it and put ‘YES’ in the subject line.
Even if you are not old, you will find this interesting.
This is a TEST —————-Good Luck!!!
I don’t know about the wishes but we can all use some brain exercise!!
How old are your eyes?
The Eye Test
Can you find the B’s 

(there are 2 B’s) DON’T skip, or your wish won’t come True…
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Find the 6
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Find the N (it’s hard!!)
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Find the Q..
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Congrats!!! If you have found them all, you have a VERY strong brain…

What’s It Like to be a Recovering Alcoholic

Many times people who know me, come up and ask me what’s it like to be a recovering alcoholic. The simple answer isIT SUCKS!!! There isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t think about the “Glory days” of being drunk.
Yes, I still remember the days of partying and giving folks a boob shot after a few drinks, but, then again, I never DID like waking up in some strange bed the next morning, laying next to someone who I had just met the night before.
OK, let me clarify that, it was the part about not REMEMBERING who or what I did the night before that was scary. Did he use a condom, what did I say, what did I do, did anyone from my office to see me that way, it was a mess.
Did I enjoy the drinking, Ohhhhhh Yeahhhh!!!! I was on top of the world, nothing could hurt or phase me. I would SAY what I wanted, and DO what I wanted, whenever I wanted.The thing is, the next day, I was ALWAYS being told some of the crazy ass things I would say or do that wellI SHOULDN’T have done or said.
I would start the day off with a couple of drinks, just to clear my head, go to work, have a few more drinks for lunch, and then meet with clients for MORE drinks later that night. I was what you would call a high functioning alcoholic.
The thing IS, I NEEDED that alcohol to just GET me through the dayEVERY DAY. My blackouts would become more and more frequent, and my behavior was slowly becoming more OUTRAGEOUS. When I wrote about being the Wedding SLUT, that was TRUE, I WAS the SLUT. After a few drinks, I would dance around like a fool, and have drunken sex with just about ANYONE who wanted it, male OR female. I ALWAYS was the hit of the wedding, ORSo I THOUGHT.
There just came to a point in my life that I decided I NEEDED to put away the party girl image and GROW upFinally, after 43 years I DID it. Do I miss that part of my life, SOMETIMES, but I realized that within a few more years, had I continued along that path, I would become a homeless, hopeless, and friendless drunk.
I am glad that I did what I did, and would recommend to ANYONE who is on MY former path, to also do yourself a favor, get clean. You may not be high on alcohol anymore, BUT, you will re-discover the benefits of a clear and sober head. God Bless…

What is The World’s Favorite Food

Sometimes I just get these CRAZY notions into my head that I just HAVE to knowToday, it was about the WORLD’S Favorite Food. Any takers, come on now, no cheating!!!

If you guessed Cheeseburgers, you would be WRONG, but close. Hotdogs, Chicken, Tacos, NOPE!!! The number one food preferred around the globe isSay it with me peoplePIZZADing Ding Ding!!!!!!

Yup, the world has fallen in love with that gesture delicacy we call a Pizza. Everywhere people are clamoring for pizza. Pizza with ham, pineapple, anchovies, pepperoni, and of course the thing that ties all its goodness togetherCHEESE!!!

The first DOCUMENTED Pizza was from a little town in Italy known as Gaeta in 997 AD. Flat breads, however, like focaccia have been around many thousands of years. Usually the toppings back then were just some herbs and garlic on the flat bread and then used as a dinner food.

Cheeseburgers were #2 on the list with just about everything on them you could think of from many different parts of the globe. The favorite fixens for MY cheeseburgers are-Chili pepper, jalapeno peppers, and ketchup, mmmmmmmm…

In the USA, our favorite MEAL voted hands down was….Dum Dum DumThanksgiving Dinner. This, of course, comes with with the traditional turkey, or turducken, stuffing, and different assortments of vegetables, breads, and pies. OK, I must admit, it’s mine too, more Pumpkin Pie pleaseWHAT????

So tell me, what’s YOUR favorite food or meal? Man, is anybody ELSE  hungry???

Until Later…

Forbidden Romance

Lay by my side, my gentle knight.
Cuddle next to me and caress my flesh.
Feel my heat, Taste my juice.
Tell me you Love me, and gently feel the outer flesh of my lips.

Be not shy, for I am but a pedal, waiting to be picked.
Wouldst not my love be tempting?
Set me a fire, ignite my passions wild.
Be thou my Master, and I shall be the slave.

Feel my heat, Taste my Juice.

Holiday to Celebrate For September 13Th.

 For all you partiers out there who just NEED something to celebrate before you POP that cork and dance like fools, here it is… Today is the day Francis Scott Key penned The Star Spangled Banner.
Yup, on this day back in 1814 while watching the battle at Fort Henry being bombarded by the British, he penned the song that will forever go down in America’s history. He was so impressed that after a long night of fighting, and being BOMBARDED by the British, to STILL see a lone American flag remain standing at Fort Henry, he just had to write a song.
Naturally, like ANY good Colonist, after witnessing such an event, he popped SEVERAL corks, got drunk as a skunk, and celebrated. SoIf ya NEED a reason to dance NAKED drunkenly in the streets, NOW’S your chance…
I’d party WITH ya but I’M waitin’ for DINGUS DAY!!! Have AT it ya’ll
Party Hardy!!!
Until Later…
P.S. This educational piece of History was brought to you by Heinekin… ;)

Butta Bing Butta Boom Budget Meeting

Butta Bing Butta Boom Budget Meeting


Let me just start out by saying…”I HATE BUDGET MEETINGS!!!” PhewThere, I feel better nowUnderstand something, I have always been the creative person behind this Company, NOT the math genius…
Oh sure, I can add 2+4 (On a GOOD day), But, complex budgeting ISN’T my strongest suit. Yes…I went to school for business and marketing, and YesI DID have to take classes in economics, I just didn’t PAY ATTENTIONI was more interested in the Professor, (SHE was CUUUUTE), hey, how do you THINK I got an A????
Anyway, I get into the meeting, and right away, EVEN before COFFEE and SNACKS, THEY (The Suits), wanted to plow right into NumbersI NEED my coffee FIRST people!!! I can NOT make Thousands of dollar decisions WITHOUT caffeine.
They talked, I sleptI MEAN listenedThey talked some more, I got bored and started thinking about my NEXT projectDINNER. I Know, I know, I’m terrible when it comes to these and it IS my Company so I should be EXTREEMLY interested, I’m NOT!!! Give me the creative end of it and be DONE with me already…
We Finally settled on the budget for all departments and then EVERYONE was happyNOW can I get some coffee and snacksGheese!!!!!!
Until Later…

Lonely Is the Night

                                       The sound of silence

The sound of silence, cold, lonely, covered in a seplecure’s shadow.
Wind howling through a swinging gate sets Night’s mood, as darkness fills the sky.
Time for sinners, Shadowless figures that roam the night, content in suffering’s pain.
Play on, shadow of darkness, for it’s YOUR time to wallow in despair.

The hand of comfort knows no welcome here.
Dance to the music-less tunes, and let the sigh of despair engulf you.
Begone Light of reason, for only the insane are welcomed.
Death welcomes thee, be content in his abode.