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Holy Crap! Jerry is right! I went to Live.com and looked up my address! My parent’s address doesn’t get close at all, but mine does. Now I’m not telling you which of these is mine, as I don’t need stalkers, and I’m sure you can tell exactly what you’re looking at with this micro view, but sheesh!


Man, that’s pretty good. We should all write messages in our lawns for the next time they do a flyover, eh?

Okay, other freaky deaky photo thing that happened was I was browsing the telegram online version and saw a photo and thought “Hey, that looks like a picture of me.” Now I’m the first person to say I’m not in the running for America’s Top Model, so let’s not go there. But this looks like a picture of me, especially the smaller version because in the bigger one her glasses are thicker and the wrong shape, etc. etc. But trust me, I’m sure there are people who know me doing a double-take if they see this picture. Which they will because I’m posting a copy on my website.
I will let the people who know me weigh in. Does this look like a picture of me or what? It’s okay, be honest. I should try to pose for a similar picture, but that would require me to buy a suit and get really upset about something so my eyes and face are red and wet with tears. I’m not that dedicated.

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Explosion or Accident?

Mr. Dump tells me that the power went out at home in North Leominster, after he heard a series of “loud booms” that could have been explosions. He saw 5-6 fire trucks and ambulances go by. No idea what it was, but I’m guessing it’s not good. I’d love to hear if anyone knows what happened…

{update: Mr. Dump tells me that he has already spotted two of the fire trucks doing “other things” (engine 3 was at Shaw’s) so maybe it was just the transformer on Prospect Street blowing up a squirrel again.}

{{Another Update: Mr. Dump ran into some guys working the problem who said it was a rabid skunk in the substation. They assume rabid because of the time of day. I can’t think of anything worse than having to clean up a freshly exploded and fried skunk carcass.}}

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It’s a Christmas Miracle!

No, I didn’t get the same parking space today. That was yesterday’s Christmas Miracle. Today’s is the discovery of a website with links to some of the most obscure, fantastic and totally downloadable Christmas music EVER. You doubt me? Well, they have the Snap-On Male Chorus’s Christmas Album “Carols of Christmas”. Dude. DUDE. Do you already have a copy of Charo doing “Donde Esta Santa Claus? No? Then shut up!

http://easydreamer.blogspot.com/2006/11/christmas-audio-2006.html

Lists them by title, click the link to go to the site where you can download them. Don’t forget to come back to thank me while you’re listening to “Les Djinnes Singers – 60 French Girls with the Christmas Bell Ringers-Joyeaux Noel.”

Wow, I have some downloading to do. Foo, this post is dedicated to you.

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O’ Parking Space

I have had the same parking space at work three days in a row. I’m kind of scared. This has never happened to me before. I don’t get it, either, unless someone was parked in that space (the spot at the end of a row) and left each day this week just before I got there. Why would anyone choose to park in the 2nd spot in when they can guarantee that at least one side of their car will be ding-free by parking at the end?

Unless….it’s a Christmas miracle!

[Note: I went to the web to get a copy of the lyrics to O Christmas Tree so that I could write my own take on it. Did you know that there are at least 5 billion different versions of the lyrics to this song? On a fairly scholarly site that covers this song in depth, I chose a cross between several version. #13 has a familiar first part (“How lovely are your branches”) but the rest not so much. I guess making up my own version won’t be too different from what everyone else does. ]

O Parking Spot, O Parking Spot
How much I love convenience
O Parking Spot, O Parking Spot
How much I love convenience
I got here late, no traffic flowed
I need a spot in this zip code
O Parking Spot, O Parking Spot
How much I love convenience

O Parking Spot, O Parking Spot
Why are you waiting for me?
O Parking Spot, O Parking Spot
Why are you waiting for me?
Why do others fear to tread?
Is there broken glass, or skunk that’s dead?
O Parking Spot, O Parking Spot
Why are you waiting for me?

O Parking Spot, O Parking Spot
Three days we’ve been together
O Parking Spot, O Parking Spot
Three days we’ve been together
Three mornings now, I’ve called you home
So now I feel this spot I own
O Parking Spot, O Parking Spot
Three days we’ve been together

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