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Two More Truths and One More Lie

Posted on July 10, 2008October 3, 2011 by The Jody

I apologize for the missing blog posts. I was, uh….passed out from being closed up in a room with too much writing on the white boards. Which is not entirely untrue. I was closed up in a room, and there was too much writing, but most of it was on those ginormous Post-It Flip Charts.

Note to the white board marker people: There is no need to add scent to these things. The black marker doesn’t smell like chocolate mint. Please just stop it.

So the other day I thought of a “truth” that I figured nobody would buy. Those are the good ones, aren’t they? The problem is coming up with the other truth and the lie, enough to make them all sound plausible. Ready? Here we go.

1. I own four pair of green pants.
2. The song listed as having the most plays on my iPod is “Banjo Boy”.
3. My boss’s boss squeezed my “squishy stress dog” so hard it exploded on him, covering him with pink liquid.

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Today’s “Video Clip that Made Jody Cry”

Posted on July 2, 2008 by The Jody

I’m such a sap. This is the kind of thing that makes my husband laugh at me, which is why I cannot watch Field of Dreams with him any more. It doesn’t matter how many times I watch it, I always cry.

This is a link to a video of two guys a the lion they raised from a cub until they released him into the wild. This video is 40 years old, put to a modern soundtrack – you can watch without sound. Very safe for work unless you’re the kind of person who cries watching Magic Kingdom commercials when the kids see Mickey for the first time. Ya, that’s me too.

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Today’s "Video Clip that Made Jody Cry"

Posted on July 2, 2008October 3, 2011 by The Jody

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The Champions

Posted on July 1, 2008October 3, 2011 by The Jody

Yes, yes indeed, gas hit a new high today. Thank you CNN. Did you not hear what I said yesterday? Am I just whistling into the wind over here? Sheesh, it’s like a girl can’t change the world just by writing about it and posting it to her website. I have 60-100 hits a day, are you telling me that one of those is NOT CNN? AP? The Leominster Champion? Sheesh.
Speaking of the Leominster Champion and champions in general, Junior’s minor league team, Piper Electric, won the playoffs (North Leominster Little League) on Saturday, so their team will get to go to the cities in August. He’s been playing baseball in that league for 5 or 6 years now (I keep losing count) and this is the first time his team has been this good. It was a really great group of kids who were a pleasure to watch. The team we beat, Valliere’s, was a worthy opponent and my personal choice for the team to win if we couldn’t.
I took a team photo after the game and gave copies to the three coaches. The sister of one of the coaches also took pictures that afternoon, and there’s a 50/50 chance that the one I gave them will make the paper. I don’t know which paper, but I’ll let you know if it does.
p.s. This is kind of a test for people who actually read all the way to the end of one of my posts. I recently signed on with FaceBook. I don’t really want to post my info out there for the universe to find, because I do like some level of privacy. If folks who also have a website “advertise” that they are on Facebook, how do you do it? Did you create a separate account for your website readers? Or did you find that people don’t necessarily friend you even when you make the info readily available?p.p.s. At least one person from my blogroll sent me a note saying that she’s in Facebook, but apparently she’s got a hidden profile because I cannot find her to add her.

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Request for Journalists

Posted on June 30, 2008October 3, 2011 by The Jody

We get it. Every day, gas his a new high, be it in barrels or at the gas station down the street. It’s no longer news, it’s more a persistent buzzing in our ears.

Howzabout this: You report when it hits a new LOW instead. That will be something we all want to hear.