And one last thing....

I seem to have a mini-viral thing going on when I check Sitemeter. It mystifies me. Because it was just a throw-off topic with an amusing Rachel Maddow clip, where she 'explained it all', coupled with a few personal memories. I can't figure it.

Although I DID get one hit from Brooklyn on a topic that was FAR more important to me, and wish the reader had left a message. Was I right, was I wrong? It would've been nice to know.

The internets are weird.

And yet another from the 'It Gets Better' campaign...

Nice song. Good text, too much autotune, but whadda I know. For those who do not know... the 'It Gets Better' campaign just seemingly formed grass roots-wise to save bullied teens from killing themselves. There have been a lot the past few months and most were over confusion about sexual identity.

Enjoy... and if you know someone who is confused, listen to the text and reach out.

Oh my, I have to laugh....

I just checked my tracking page, and someone in former East Germany landed on my site using the search words 'Ginger Rogers'. I hope whoever it was didn't have a heart attack.

But THAT was funny. Just sayin'

uh-huh.... Telly-com

I was told the connection was restored this morning...

Called, and the 'no connection under this number' signal was gone and it rang... and rang... and rang....

Now, this paragon of a person told me, it had been reactivated, but, if it didn't work, I would have to call someone to go to his house personally to fix it.

So I got IN there this morning, yelling, 'Peter! Peter? Where the fuck ARE you?'

He was snoring away, I had to shake him to wake up. Scared me half to death...

'Your telephone is back on.' Except it wasn't.... No dial tone. Nor the tee-vee, nor the internets, nothing.

I DID get the radio working...

He hasn't had news since before Christmas...

And finally found out how to do that....

(I am so clumsy with this stuff, I could cry...)

And he says, 'You're a wizard...' And I said, 'Don't fucking come at me with Harry Potter, that is ridiculous.'

Frustration, much?

I practically had to force-feed him, but he wants his tee-vee back.

Someone 'up there' just fuckin' help me.

ohhh... the things you find on the internets...

Someone has an acid tongue, or fingers that spew while writing....

And I thought I was sarcastic.....

Click on the title and find the person you love to hate. It being Advent, and all. You will laugh, promise....

Now where did I put those eye drops?????

Third World hetero Dating Blogs... uh HUH...

Ok, I KNOW about the other ones, oh BOY do I know. Not recommended. But at least the other ones are honest in what they write, more or less.... But the foreign het ones, oh. my. gawd. Some of them are so sad, they freak me.
##So why do I even bother? I sort of got roped into it by a neighbor who can't speak English. And asked me to fix his pc as best I could, and install programmes so he could speak with his 'desirable women' -- for him, that is... Crash course in another world, hey.
This GUY, my neighbor is so dammed up, he is gonna have a premature ejaculation if he ever GETS to meeting one of them, I swear on the Bible, or whatever......
Or sire sextuplets, one or the other....

Sigh... WHY do I DO these things? Peter is off the charts for jealousy.... Oh, I know!... I wanted to know what makes him tick and do what he did, joining the Foreign Legion, right. And I was bored.... And just wanted to listen. Like most Aires people, he can be very persuasive and manipulative. Why do I always fall for that? Caretaker. So have been taking care to code a lot of messages so that those poor girls do not answer. He hasn't caught on yet. He's like a kid after WWII who just saw his first smorgasbord, and wants it all and can't make up his mind. It is sort of creepy, in fact.
Tja, I didn't have anything ELSE to do.... And he looked like he could turn into a short story. Materialwise... So I thought, hmm, what is going ON here, huh?
WE get into so many arguments with the installation stuff, I could just cold-cock him, sometimes, except he doesn't think I have the necessary aggression. He is very wrong.

But if I really get verbally aggressive and let my mother's genes take the fore when he has gone too far, his military training takes over, and he goes 'obedient'. Gets quiet. And then apologises when I prove I am right.

And then he goes and cooks something. Cooks well, btw. Simple, but good. A mass of contradictions, and just when you think you got the key, you didn't.

Oh well, we shall see, won't we? But am going to have to find a bloody way to be able to stop translating his dribble to salivating young ladies who want to flee and marry abroad. It makes me feel dirty. Some of them are really lovely, and seem very nice. Others are skeery....

Whatever.... It is interesting to take a look at the 'other' side...

Ok... have heard a lot of things in my life, but being a mysoginist???

Just give me a break, hey...

I like women. I do.

What the fuck is it with people, huh?

My neighnbor wanted to send some money per Western Union to a girl, and I did what he asked. I had to call her and tell her what the code word was to pick it up. She did. And it wasn't enough for her. Seemingly. And then----- she tells me through him, I could have done it differently via the internets, using his fucking CREDIT CARD NUMBER, and I fucking freaked out. Am NOT going to make myself an accessory after the fact, and will NOT have anything further to do with this idiocy, NO! When I called, I smelled something fishy. I have never ever sent any money per Western Union before, because I don't have any to send. Man oh man, she was right on top of it for details, you could hear her salivating with the roosters crowing and the dogs barking in the background.

And who the fuck did she get that from? An AMERICAN student, natch... Give me a fucking break.-...

Gaaaa....

A scam, a fucking scam....

And my neighbor, who isn't the brightest bulb in the chandelier, went off the charts. I do not understand women, I do not know how hard it can be for them in so many parts of the world, I have no feeling for them, am cold, and on and on. A pure mysoginist, that's me.

He was pissed off to the max.

I just left, I don't need that.....

As far as I'm concerned they can strip him to his underpants, but without me, hey....

I think women are nice. As friends....

Yup... you live and learn, n'est-ce pas?

But there are some awesome barracuddas swimming out there.....

I tried and TRIED to tell him..... Didn't do any good. His penis got ahold of the wheel and is steering.

So fuck it.

Mysoginist my ASS....

Well, that didn't take long...

I've linked to Teacherken over at Kos before. We seem to be the same age.

It is a good read. So scat, and click the title, ok?

Eloquent man.... just sayin'.