I gotta say I'm surprised

I was prepared to be disapointed on the season finale of Grey's, why? Cause really, is it possible for it to be all good for so long? Apparently so. And no cliffhanger! Very satisfying end to the season. Well there was that bit at the end..but it wasn't enough really to qualify, just a bitty teaser to peeps ta remember if theres a 'nother season. Bailey's Science fiction bit had me smilin ear ta ear and..well good stuff anyways.

Oh the "Amazing" song in the walla whatever goes out to all the writers/actors etc of greys

Spring cleaning, done,done, and DONE!

Was a pain in the butt, but it's done. Kids are impressed..what, ya'd think I never cleaned the place! Weasels.

It was like the terminator's arrival in the movie..of the same name.

..and I was the curious cop, 'cept I'm not a cop, there was no lightning or any other cool effects. and the end rusult wasn't a naked man, but a fucking mouse! Think at this point I'da prefferred the naked man,as gay as that sounds..Oh wait wasn't there a female terminator? Yes there was!
..sorry lost my train of thought, remembering the boob adjustment scene.
So anyway fuck, there getting in somewhere, and this place is such a clusterfuck of late gonna have ta do a major clean-up ta see what's what.
Spring clean up is due anyways I 'spose.

Pangea Day

Dunno how I missed this..somethin I woulda bin into.
The Pangea Day Mission & Purpose
"Pangea Day is a global event bringing the world together through film.
Why? In a world where people are often divided by borders, difference, and conflict, it's easy to lose sight of what we all have in common. Pangea Day seeks to overcome that – to help people see themselves in others – through the power of film."
Scooped that from the website.http://www.pangeaday.org/index.php What a good idea, think it shoulda got more press though.
..a side note, and I probably shouldn't comment but was it just me or did Meg Ryan seem a lil..messed up? Not important though, hopefully the event inspired a lil more tolerance in the world.

Burnt

Bin wandering 'round the marsh and beach a lot lately, the result is that My face is burned, not peeling but super sensitive.
..and the mouse is no longer in the house, I found it in the garbage which I promptly tied up and disposed of in the bin.
Met a old couple at the marsh yesterday on the boardwalk. They were trying to feed the chickadees and not having much sucess. I gave them my wild bird seed and they had better luck. I marveled at how child like in there enthusiasm they seemed hands out, a look of wonder on there faces. The lady actaully got down on her knees to look over the edge of the boardwalk to marvel at a turtle that had crawled underneath. I imagined possible histories for them that brought them to this point in there lives..killed some time while I ate lunch, and those pesky chickadees were distracted :)

Unbelievably dumb..

I had 'em! I'd heard the rattle of the roasting pan, had very quietly went to it, cookie pan in hand,had slippeditoverBam! Mouse caught. Did a happy dance, nyeah, nyeahed and "in your faced the mouse. Then I opened the door, sat down in the doorway and uncovered the pan.
..The lil fucker hopped out onto my lap, over my arm and back into the house. I barely held back a roar of rage(kids were sleeping). That's twice I've bin within stabbing/crushing/ripping tearing/smothering/mutilating/braining/disecting/squashing.."Of course you realize this means war!" Speaking of cartoons I'm beginning to feel like Tom in Tom & Jerry.
I'm being bested by a mouse! (sob!) Daughter made me a lovely picture frame today, think I'll just focus on that.

Testing the "creativity" waters.

He sighs in the depth in her eyes, he replys that it's her thighs, not her eyes, he lies and cries at the depth of her eyes, wise to the lies he vies for the thighs, though not the prize, he tries and dies.

How much wood could woodchuck, chuck if wouldchuck could chuck..

I have no fodder for poetry..