1. OK, I've been up since 4:30 this morning. I don't normally have problems sleeping except when my anxiety level is topping off the charts. So, I might not be my witty, entertaining self today.
2. I saw this bench on my way home tonight and took a picture. It's not a very good photo, but I only had a short time when the light turned green. The roses made me think of Suzanne immediately. Who knew she painted bus stop benches too?
3. I got the chance to meet Yoshihiro "Yosh" Uchida today. He is a living legend in the world judo, developing the rules that moved it from solely a self-defense martial art to a competitive Olympic sport. He is such a dignified gentleman. I am truly honored to have met him (and I'm not that way around too many people).
4. I'm thinking of changing my url to a less conspicuous name. It's kind of hard to stay semi-anonymous when you plaster your name in the url. Any suggestions on names and how to let the important people know when I make the switch?
5. I'll be on the road visiting family next week. I might bring my laptop along to keep my 10 readers up to date. Then again, I might not. The week after that I'm at a national conference for about a week. I'll definitely bring my laptop along for some drunken blogging to entertain all of you.
6. It didn't get to 100 here today. Oh boy, only 99 degrees... a virtual freakin' cold wave.
7. She had me worried
She made me sweat
She sent me reeling
She made me fret
No word had come
From this wee lass
Then we heard
About her ass
I'm happy now
Her butt ain't sick
That funny blogger
Our Random Chick.
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Keeping Score 4.0
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August through May I get up between four and five in the morning every day (the later in the week the later I get up). It's summer, so I'm sleeping in until six or seven.
I don't know about the URL thing, but let me have it so I don't loose you.
As far as the anxiety goes, if you can't sleep, drink a glass of wine or take some nightime cold medicine about an hour before bed. That always does the trick for me.
Karen
I’m so glad that she’s well
And not sick anymore
‘Cause more of those probes
She’ll want to avoid
She had us all worried
She didn’t respond
To all of our fears
As of her we’re so fond
So we looked and we waited
To hear how it went
With that big rubber tube
Shoved up her ass vent
She finally informed us
That the butt probe went good
It wasn’t as bad
As she feared that it could
She’s back at her desk
And writing us stories
Of rashes and butt probes
In all of their glory
We missed you RC
You make our hearts light
So don’t stay gone so long
We can’t take that fright
I forgot to help you come up with ideas for a new URL. I know you enjoy golfing, you’re a bachelor, you wouldn’t mind cleaning more but you’re afraid you’ll blow up the apartment, and you’re a funny guy. What other hobbies do you have and maybe some of us can help out.
p.s. remember, there ARE a few other Bob's out there.....my name? Not so much. But then again I don't care what people think as much as I used to because I actually really like myself nowadays.
...and to throw a wrench into the situation...there is also Dr. Seuss:
"Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter, and those who matter don't mind."
Here are my suggestions:
Bobaroni.blogspot
BobBobHesOurMan.blogspot
EssenceofBobness.blogspot
Bobalwaysgetstheurl.blogspot
If people can't find you...they can email you to get the url.
With Respect, Reader Eleven
I'm reading you, does that make me Reader 12? Sounds like some sinister sci fi thing.
Breathe in. Breathe out.
You'll be fine.
BTW, how did you find that photo of me? ;-)
My butt says, "Hi!"
Ok, this comment is for this post and the one below it. I hope that you are able to find a new job some place else. Arkansas is nice. As long as you aren't afraid of a twister or twenty. And we have severe thunderstorms with flash flooding daily. But our winters are mild. Oh and pray we don't have ice on the roads, because very few Arkansas know how to drive in the rain, so when it freezes, the get all crazy and think they can still do 80 on the freeway. But Arkansas is nice. You should look into it. (but there may be way too many of us fat chicks here for your taste. lol) As for the new url. I'm not sure blogger allows url changes. You might have to delete your blog all together and creat a new one in order to get a new url. The essence of bobness is a good one.
I returned to see what you wrote in response to my comment, only to realize I didn't post it. I did that on almost every blog last night. I erased before posting. Why? I DON'T KNOW!!! I think because I felt my words were unimportant in the whole scheme of things and life. Now that's just ridiculous because we all know what I say matters!!! That's so funny because I thought, "Well, at least I'll be at Bob's." Nope! Not here either. I do remember what I wrote to you, so I'll always have the memory. If you press me I'll purge.
Thanks for the shout out about my park benches. Next time just pull over and do it justice. Noooooooooo, I don't paint park benches, but think I should. All over the world just to bring joy to it. Performance Art. What a wonderful idea and thanks for the blurry photo, I can almost grasp the concept. I'll need my new copy editor to put my thoughts into words..."LEAH, GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE!!!" She's at the Wild Onion getting a spanking from Cece, so it may take a few minutes. Oh, you should visit the Onion. We're hiring a new bartender (what a hoot!). Leah had some wild ideas, but Cece was having none of it. She's the Big Cheese and what she say goes. I hear a bango playing off in the distance. Leah's trying to figure out if she's #12 and doesn't even realize she's in the top 10. For GOD SAKES woman, you're getting your Ph.D. Use the gifts God gave you (I'm not, so someone has to). Oh, that's right, I don't have to because I'm finally #1.
**Taps microphone...Happy Birthday to me, Happy Birthday to me...***
Love you baby,
Blottie
Hey, and smart ass, be grateful for 10. That's 9 more than 1.
If you don't write while your visiting family I'll have my Catskill Mountain family stop by to kick your ass and they'll arrive in a 1970's Pontiac station wagon and some of them will probably be sporting guns and lapel pins that read Bush/Crapper 2004. Good luck with that.
P.P.S. Does a Word Verification every have a vowel?
Penelope: Thanks for the advice. I used to have an Ativan prescription for the anxiety, but it ran out and never got it refilled. I'll have to come up with a Plan B.
QG: Nice time to do a rhyme.
QG again: I'm not afraid of blowing up my apartment. These days a nice fire might cool things off.
MM: Welcome and thanks for de-lurking. I'll consider some of those names.
Leah: Reader 12, please report back to the transporter room for immediate dispatch to The Onion.
RC: I googled Random Chick's Ass and there it was.
Cecile: Arkansas is one of the few states I haven't spent anytime in. A few years ago I was at a conference in Memphis and drove across the border just to say I'd been there. We'll see what happens.
Blottie: Too bad you didn't post a response. I am always interested on your take on the things.
I love your blog name. But if you must change, please, take me with you.
99 degrees would melt me. That sucks.
Drunken blogging is the best blogging!
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