Life or Something Like It: December 2008

Thursday, December 11, 2008

Ode to Dottie...II

My dear little Dottie
Whilst I love you so
Your antics are much too naughty,
You're causing me great woe.

I know you just want some booty,
But you're interrupting my slumber.
You must stop it, my beauty,
Cause I've got your number.

You can moan and groan
You can snort and stomp,
But your wilds oats are long sown,
There will be no romp.

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

God must have a sense of humor...

Look around. I know He's up there, enjoying the scene before him in glorious amusement. What else could explain the things going on in the world today.

Don't you think it would be something God would do to allow O.J. Simpson to walk free, thinking he'd gotten away with murder. The cocky bastard walking around and making a mockery of the whole thing, so sure of his invincibility he didn't even try to hide what he was doing in Vegas. So, instead of murder he gets nailed for kidnapping and armed robbery. Justice? Or vengeance? I think God got a good laugh over that one for sure.

We've got paparazzi being punched in the face, government bailouts, 5 o'clock traffic, separation of church and state, Britney Spears as hard news, and global warming (aka weather, aka another commercial and politicized money making opportunity). Sounds like one big cosmic joke to me.

This is my entry for a little MySpace group called Blog Pick. Follow the link below to check out differing, but fascinating introspectives on a single topic.

The slightly bizarre ramblings of a 20-something living in rural Texas. Dashed with humor, anecdotes of her pets and family, attempts at staving off boredom, you'll wonder how you've been living without this riveting analysis of what is "small town life."

: Name: tanyamoniq; Location: Pittsburg, Texas, United States

Most of the time I'm a laid-back chick; fun-loving, caring, loyal. I'm also stubborn, hard-headed and bitchy sometimes. But, I'm mostly loveable!

I've heard a couple of things over the years that have made me feel vindicated in my not so successful quest for the perfect body. I read a news article covering a dog that attacked a young woman, who happened to be overweight. The dog went for the throat and would have killed its victim save for the fact that she was nicely padded with extra poundage. Therefore, I have decided that I am fat to protect myself against freak accidents such as these. I then came across the statement, "We all get heavier as we get older because there's a lot more information in our heads." So I then decided that I'm not really fat, I'm just extraordinarily intelligent and my head couldn't hold anymore information so it started to fill up the rest of me! That's my story and I'm sticking to it.

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