A Facebook friend-of-a-friend friend requested me.* I looked at his photo; nice guy. Then I got a message from him:
how was your day?please can we chat?bobby
Hmmmm . . .
So I replied by asking him how he knew my friend.
am so sorry for that ok.......am new on here and am just trying to make friends ok...i saw her on your friend list ....... please can you tell me something about you?my name is bobby and am from Wisconsin Milwaukee......
REALLY? Wisconsin Milwaukee? This just gets better and better. So I ask him what he does.
for now i lost my job....i dont work ...what about you? please can we chat on yahoo now?please
So I unfriended him. My first! And then he sent this:
hello Hali chamber..since all my life i never had the time and the moment of happiness since i was born ...when my dad and mom was still alive..they use to fight and get mad at themselves every time ...but now they are no more alive ..i lost them both to an auto accident long time ago that was why am not happy now.....because they never gave me all what i wanted in life ...but one thing they left for me is some properties and some funds with lawyer ...but since they dies i never had the chance of getting it because it was writing on the will that i most get married and have with me my marriage certificate before i can have any access to the will ...now .....am so lonely and don't have anybody to help me to get it out ...because i need to get my marriage certificate and tender it at the court of law before i can get the properties and the money...please can you help me ?i just needed help from someone that is capable and that i can get married to.. so that he can help me plan how am going to use the funds and the properties well....please can you get contact me back me back so that i will know your mind about it......bobby Williams
Yes, and my brother the Prince of Nigeria just needs your bank acount number. Well, "Bobby", let me tell you my mind about it...I emailed our mutual friend & told her what was going on. On the upside, my first email marriage proposal from Sir Spam-a-lot!
I'll forever be on the lookout for this guy. Maybe he's a stock photo. Maybe he's from a yearbook pic. Oh! Maybe he's really on MySpace.** I have this idea that I would show his photo to someone and they would say, "Don't you know who that is? That's So-and-so; he's that actor from Such-and-such a show."
Oh, well! That's my bit of amusement from Facebook Spam!
*You see, Mum, Facebook is a social networking site where you can have friends & family. You can post updates, photos, videos, etc. Facebook has made "friend" a verb. e.g. I friended Bono on Facebook. When someone wants to be your friend on Facebook, they send a "friend request." Also a verb. e.g. I friend requested Bono. And because you can friend someone, you can also UNfriend them. e.g. I unfriended Bobby Williams.
**You see, Mum, MySpace is another social networking site. That I'm not on.
Friday, July 30, 2010
Monday, July 26, 2010
M & M Monday
We have spent most of our time inside in the blessed AC. It has been so H-O-T! This is Millie's spot. I have 2 beds stacked so she can see comfortably out the window. Yesterday, she barked. And then again. What is it, Mil? What do you see?
Recently Neighbor Dave did some repairs on the foundation of the house and he reseeded the grass. This is one of Maggie's favourite spots outside. We did manage to have a bit of rain, which made it muddy. She doesn't seem to have a problem with the mud!
A turkey!
Recently Neighbor Dave did some repairs on the foundation of the house and he reseeded the grass. This is one of Maggie's favourite spots outside. We did manage to have a bit of rain, which made it muddy. She doesn't seem to have a problem with the mud!
As evidenced by her muddy nose! *sigh* :-)
Sunday, July 25, 2010
Day of Rest
Summertime View Out My Living Room Window:
To the left is where the bear went lumbering down my driveway. Today Is an SFD: Screen Free Day. Back for M&M Monday. :-)
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
So yesterday was a GORGEOUS day; warm, breezy & summerish. I let the dogs out for their afternoon walk 'n' plop, & sat down on the back porch. [note to Mum: this is NOT another M&M post, keep reading!] Every once in a while, the girls will venture down the driveway . . .
So the girls are hanging out by the ramp, and I snapped this pic because they were oblivious to the deer just off in the woods. And I'm on the porch, reading a magazine. I look over to the laundry line, & I see one of the girls over there. Except . . .
No really, Mum. Keep reading!
La-dee-da
So the girls are hanging out by the ramp, and I snapped this pic because they were oblivious to the deer just off in the woods. And I'm on the porch, reading a magazine. I look over to the laundry line, & I see one of the girls over there. Except . . .
It wasn't a dog.
YIKES! It was the biggest BEAR I've ever seen!
This was the only pic I could manage to get of him as he was lumbering off.
'member the bear I saw last summer? Waaay bigger!
Monday, July 19, 2010
M&M Monday
Grrrr . . .
Maggie often will sidle up to me when I'm sitting on the sofa. She's a sidler. I move the coffee table so she can fit in. She likes to position herself so her head is sorta under the coffee table. And then she falls asleep. Except this time she nestled in and then started growling at Millie.
So of course, Millie growled back.
She's so ferocious!
Here's Maggie . . .
She kinda looks like she's going to sneeze:
Achoo!
But she can look pretty ferocious herself!
And then the excitement wears off . . .
Zzzzzz . . . .
Friday, July 16, 2010
FUNny Friday
A few random funnies. Jewel goes undercover to a karaoke bar.
Inconthevable! Princess Bride spoof.
What would you do if this happened to you?
You can read more about it, here. HAPPY Friday, everyone!
Inconthevable! Princess Bride spoof.
What would you do if this happened to you?
You can read more about it, here. HAPPY Friday, everyone!
Thursday, July 15, 2010
A few pix
'member this?
Christmas Day 2009
Totally different river!
Sunsetting on my way home . . .
BEAUTIFUL!!!
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
This was a pic I took last March when it was just starting to think about being spring:
I've been here for 3 years, now. And each year these delicious blossoms are on this tree:
Later when it was really spring . . .
I've been here for 3 years, now. And each year these delicious blossoms are on this tree:
They smell like carnations.
But never any fruit, until this year:
I have apples? Really? COOL!!!
But wait! There's more:
YUP. Pears.
YUM.
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Hummingbird Vizzie
You know I have hummingbird feeders. And one of my favourite things to do is to sit on my back porch and watch them. I first discovered I had hummingbirds when I saw one come up to Chiro-sister's stained glass piece hanging in my kitchen window. So I put up feeders [Chiro-sister: Is that the feeder I gave to MUM?" Oops.] and have been entertained ever since. Well, yesterday, look what happened:
I know, you're squinting at the picture, saying, "What am I supposed to be looking at?" And if you're Mum, "I cahn't see anything." See the dark mark toward the bottom of the window? That's a hummingbird. Inside. I snapped a pic before I scooped her up into my hands. As soon as I covered her, she went completely still. At night, they go into a state of hibernation, where everything slows way down. So then I walked to the porch, opened my hands, and off she flew. PreTTy, preTTy, preTTy COOL!
I know, you're squinting at the picture, saying, "What am I supposed to be looking at?" And if you're Mum, "I cahn't see anything." See the dark mark toward the bottom of the window? That's a hummingbird. Inside. I snapped a pic before I scooped her up into my hands. As soon as I covered her, she went completely still. At night, they go into a state of hibernation, where everything slows way down. So then I walked to the porch, opened my hands, and off she flew. PreTTy, preTTy, preTTy COOL!
Monday, July 12, 2010
M&M Monday
Often, when I look out the kitchen window, this is what I see:
The dogs will get rather woofy, and want to run after them first thing in the morning.
Usually, when the girls are on the porch, the squirrels stay away. But they are getting braver . . .
This little guy even stops & looks at M as she's lying on the porch. Oblivious.
I have added a new page on the side bar for M&M Mondays, so that all the M&M posts are in one place. You're welcome. :-)
I am feeding the squirrels.
The dogs will get rather woofy, and want to run after them first thing in the morning.
Usually, when the girls are on the porch, the squirrels stay away. But they are getting braver . . .
This little guy even stops & looks at M as she's lying on the porch. Oblivious.
Zzzzzz . . . .
I have added a new page on the side bar for M&M Mondays, so that all the M&M posts are in one place. You're welcome. :-)
Sunday, July 11, 2010
Friday, July 9, 2010
'member this blog header from last Autumn?
This is what it looks like now:
We could use some of that rain we had earlier in the season. As wet as it was, is how dry 'n' dusty it is now.You know those nature programs about Africa & the monsoon season? We need a monsoon.
Thursday, July 8, 2010
Ignorance Is Not Bliss
I found out about this from my FB Friend & massage teacher, Fred. He joined a group that is requesting an apology from the producers of The View for what they said about massage therapists. I always think it's funny when specified groups seek out apologies for things that other people have said, or opinions expressed. You're not allowed to say what you think? They want to "raise awareness" that it's not OK to say ________ about ________. That said, here's the clip:
Trying. To. Maintain. Sense. Of. Humour. GRRRRRR . . . it's all funny until something hits close to home. Unfortunately, these people are expressing the basic ignorance that our society has about massage in general. I've said it before, but our culture is so misinformed when it comes to touch; somehow it all equals sex. So let me address a few of the comments:
Masseuse: Perhaps this is an East Coast thing, but I am a massage THERAPIST, not a masseuse. A masseuse wouldn't know her cranium from her acetabulum. Yeah, look it up. "Masseuse" is an antiquated term that implies something that doesn't require 8 months of full-time schooling in anatomy & physiology, thousands of dollars, or a national exam. Now, if they still use that label in Oregon, we need to unify as a profession.
"I think it's also a good message about massage, because massage always has the potential to go wrong. You're like one push away from something weird happening." Really, Blondie?* A "good message?" A better message is that massage doesn't mean something "weird" could happen, but relieves pain, improves range of motion & structural function, and relieves stress--which BTW, according to cell biologist Bruce Lipton, is responsible for 95% of all diseases.
Time: A one-hour massage is OK, but a three-hour massage implies "diving in head first." Blondie says, "That's a date, OK?" After a 5-day, unrelenting headache, I finally got relieve from a fellow massage therapist. I had an hour and a half massage just on head & shoulders. End of headache. "Nothing good happens after the first hour of massage." The ignorance our society has about touch, and the function of their own bodies, is just astonishing.
Blondie describes this "hot chick" who was "fantastic, really nice" but the husband was "so uncomfortable because he knew how pissed I was because she kept music going." He was uncomfortable because she was uncomfortable. You know what?
She needs a massage.
In fact, they all do. Then perhaps they can have a personal experience and reference for massage instead of regurgitating on national TV their own insecurities & ignorance about what massage is.
*Sorry, don't know her name. All the blond people can be offended as a group & demand an apology in the comments. BTW, I am blond.
Update: Her name is Elisabeth Hasselbeck and the guy's name is Joe Scarbrough. FYI. You can read comments posted on The View website here.
Trying. To. Maintain. Sense. Of. Humour. GRRRRRR . . . it's all funny until something hits close to home. Unfortunately, these people are expressing the basic ignorance that our society has about massage in general. I've said it before, but our culture is so misinformed when it comes to touch; somehow it all equals sex. So let me address a few of the comments:
Masseuse: Perhaps this is an East Coast thing, but I am a massage THERAPIST, not a masseuse. A masseuse wouldn't know her cranium from her acetabulum. Yeah, look it up. "Masseuse" is an antiquated term that implies something that doesn't require 8 months of full-time schooling in anatomy & physiology, thousands of dollars, or a national exam. Now, if they still use that label in Oregon, we need to unify as a profession.
"I think it's also a good message about massage, because massage always has the potential to go wrong. You're like one push away from something weird happening." Really, Blondie?* A "good message?" A better message is that massage doesn't mean something "weird" could happen, but relieves pain, improves range of motion & structural function, and relieves stress--which BTW, according to cell biologist Bruce Lipton, is responsible for 95% of all diseases.
Time: A one-hour massage is OK, but a three-hour massage implies "diving in head first." Blondie says, "That's a date, OK?" After a 5-day, unrelenting headache, I finally got relieve from a fellow massage therapist. I had an hour and a half massage just on head & shoulders. End of headache. "Nothing good happens after the first hour of massage." The ignorance our society has about touch, and the function of their own bodies, is just astonishing.
Blondie describes this "hot chick" who was "fantastic, really nice" but the husband was "so uncomfortable because he knew how pissed I was because she kept music going." He was uncomfortable because she was uncomfortable. You know what?
She needs a massage.
In fact, they all do. Then perhaps they can have a personal experience and reference for massage instead of regurgitating on national TV their own insecurities & ignorance about what massage is.
*Sorry, don't know her name. All the blond people can be offended as a group & demand an apology in the comments. BTW, I am blond.
Update: Her name is Elisabeth Hasselbeck and the guy's name is Joe Scarbrough. FYI. You can read comments posted on The View website here.
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Off my back porch
I love my back porch. The only thing that would make it better is if it were screened in. In fact, anyone who visits will stand on the porch and say, "You know. This would be really great screened in." Haha As if that's the first time I've heard that. Nevertheless, I sit out on my wicker sofa and watch the birds. The birds are watchful of me, but I think they're just happy to be able to get to the feeder because I scare off the squirrels. The squirrels scamper thru the rafters and into neighboring trees and chatter. I don't speak squirrel, but I'm pretty sure they are slinging squirrel-obsenities my way.
This little guy is so funny. He bounces when he flies. Very cute.
Our state bird representing.
Hummingbirds; my favourite thing to watch. I have one little guy who actually
perches while he's feeding. Haven't been able to get a pic of it, tho.
Monday, July 5, 2010
M&M Monday
View out my living room window. See the girls?
They are hidden in the bush!
Millie peeks out.
Sweet Maggie.
From a different angle, they're not really hiding . . .
They're just hanging out. :-)
Saturday, July 3, 2010
Annual 4th of July Concert
I'm meeting Pioneer Sister & kiddliewinks for the annual picnic/concert/fireworks. The Front Royal Oratorio Society sings patriotic songs, followed by the fireworks. Mum won't be singing this year because she's in Australia, but we will be there to represent. I told her we would field the "where-is-your-mother" questions. The video above was taken a couple years ago. That's my nephew saying, "AWESOME!" I have another (longer) clip of him saying, "This is better than Christmas!" Spoken like a true Visual. He's a boy after my own heart. Happy 4th of July, everyone on this 3rd day of July. :-)
Friday, July 2, 2010
Funny Friday
Go over there. No wait, stay there. That's it. Stay! There! What could this possibly be about, you may ask?
Can you imagine the marketing meeting for this? "We need something that lets our customers know that they don't have to worry about the the jostling, the juggling, the jiggling. We've got Stay There POWER!"
And they trademarked it.
Random Seinfeld reference:
Frank Costanza: Do you know about cup sizes?
George: Yeah, I know about cup sizes.
Frank: You gotchyer A, you gotchyer B . . .
And for the next bit of randomness:
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