Sunday, June 11, 2006

Personality Typing

While doing some creative surfing on the internet, I stumbled across an article talking about the Keirsey Test to determine your personality type. Always having been curious about this, I did a bit more surfing to find a place where I could take this test, free of charge, free because I'm unemployed and cheap.

After taking the test, the results were very interesting. The test appeared to be very much on the money, which is always scary. Who wants to think that the way you answer some innocuous questions allows someone to reach a determination about how you live your life. Anyway, the test broke down my responses into several areas (yes, I'm being deliberately vague because I'm not going to tell you what kind of person the test determined I am) and gave me a percentage based on the strength of my response. Here are my percentages:

11%
44%
22%
33%

This is making me wonder if EVERYONE who takes the test gets numbers like this, or if this is just me?

Tuesday, June 06, 2006

06.06.06

Although many regarded the dawning of 06.06.06 with extreme prejudice, I am not among them; I was sure it was going to be a good day.

In reality it was a GREAT day!

I received not one, not two, but THREE job interview calls! Cross a few fingers and some toes for me, please, because I'm really starting to worry about what kind of job I'll get if I'm still unemployed after a year. Sigh.

It's amazing how, even if you don't think you do it, you equate personal worthiness with employement.

Having sent out well over 500 resumes now I can personally attest to the feeling of rejection you encounter when you don't receive a response to a resume submission. After awhile, no matter how upbeat and positive you are, you will find yourself getting dragged down into the seething morass of self-pity, wallowing in depression and experiencing bad moods as a result.

I really need a job again so I can suffer with the normal "I hate my job" syndrome that affects 99.89% of happily employed workerbees. ;)

Saturday, June 03, 2006

BIG Love

HBO introduced a new series this year called "Big Love" probably hoping to create a breakout series with the same appeal of "Sex and the City" ... if only. sigh. Basically this show is about a family that practices the art of polygyny, or for those of us (like me) who thought this was polygamy misspelled, 'the practice of one man having multiple wives.'

I'm a geek who loves doing genealogy research in some of my random spare time, so I've encountered LDS members before ... they are REALLY nice, very helpful, kind of like a whole society of Donna Reeds. It's kind of spooky, actually. I've come to the conclusion that they have a very different outlook on life than the non-Morman people I know and feel comfortable around. I'm much more accustomed to brash speaking, rude, crude, funny and down-to-earth people (but enough about my family ... back to the blahg)

So imagine my surprise when I found myself sitting and watching a recap of HBO's "Big Love", marathon style, one after another, for four hours! Since the series began, I've been catching snippets and found it vaguely interesting, but there was always something else on that took precedence. However, now that all of my favorite shows are on summer hiatus, I started getting drawn in to the story, and very stealthily my interest was captured. Suddenly, I realize this is an AWESOME show, and I'm totally hooked!

There's so much going on, such freaky story lines, and so many seething undercurrents! But best of all, the great recaps on the Television Without Pity site! Such as this one, for instance:

So the driver, who plays the son on Commander In Chief and is totally fine, is driving Ben and Jason and three other boys down the road, and what he's doing is massaging his crotch in a very agitated and proud manner, and what he's yelling is "It's wood! It's wood, see?" There is country music playing, which somehow makes it worse. The kid riding shotgun, for some reason, reaches over and grabs hold, I guess to confirm Horace's erection, and proudly announces it again to the rest of the car. The two guys in the second row lean forward, all excited, to check it out. And yeah, boys are gross, and the more repressed the boys in question, the more likely they will do this kind of thing while speeding down the highway, but I don't really think the solution is to tell them to cut it out. You know? So they're all obsessed with Horace's boner, and talking about how it's his "pillar of truth" ("pencil," one of them corrects him), and then the dude full-on whips it out and lets it drive. I feel like maybe none of them know what to do with it, and that's why it's so exciting, but if that's true, I weep for them. I feel that constant masturbation between the ages of 15 and 25 is what this country is built on, and if you don't respect that, you can get badly injured. "Look, my hard-on's driving!" shouts Horace. It is a testament to the depressing weirdness of this scene that it's about the least titillating thing in the universe, even though if you told me you were bringing over a video featuring a carload of seminary students with their erections hanging out, I would promise to at least give it a look, and pop some popcorn in preparation for your arrival. In the very back, Jason is finding it somewhat hilarious, if archly as usual, but Ben is totally wigged, so Jason dials back his enjoyment, and then Horace's hard-on drives them into oncoming traffic.


I regret to say that I missed the first half of this episode, tuning in for the 2nd half ... I was reading the recap to catch up, and just LOOK at what I missed! I'm going to have to see if I can catch this episode on HBO's On Demand, because I just have to see Horace's driving hard-on!

Monday, May 15, 2006

If Al Gore Was President ...



Announcer:
And now, a message from the President of the United States.

President Al Gore:
Good evening, my fellow Americans.

In 2000 when you overwhelmingly made the decision to elect me as your 43rd president, I knew the road ahead would be difficult. We have accomplished so much yet challenges lie ahead.

In the last 6 years we have been able to stop global warming. No one could have predicted the negative results of this. Glaciers that once were melting are now on the attack.

As you know, these renegade glaciers have already captured parts of upper Michigan and northern Maine, but I assure you: we will not let the glaciers win.

Right now, in the 2nd week of May 2006, we are facing perhaps the worst gas crisis in history.

We have way too much gasoline. Gas is down to $0.19 a gallon and the oil companies are hurting.

I know that I am partly to blame by insisting that cars run on trash.

I am therefore proposing a federal bailout to our oil companies because - hey if it were the other way around, you know the oil companies would help us.

On a positive note, we worked hard to save Welfare, fix Social Security and of course provide the free universal health care we all enjoy today.

But all this came at a high cost. As I speak, the gigantic national budget surplus is down to a perilously low $11 trillion dollars.

And don't get any ideas. That money is staying in the very successful lockbox. We're not touching it.

Of course, we could give economic aid to China, or lend money to the Saudis... again.

But right now we're already so loved by everyone in the world that American tourists can't even go over to Europe anymore... without getting hugged.

There are some of you that want to spend our money on some made-up war. To you I say: what part of "lockbox" don't you understand?

What if there's a hurricane or a tornado? Unlikely I know because of the Anti-Hurricane and Tornado Machine I was instrumental in helping to develop.

But... what if? What if the scientists are right and one of those giant glaciers hits Boston? That's why we have the lockbox!

As for immigration, solving that came at a heavy cost, and I personally regret the loss of California. However, the new Mexifornian economy is strong and el Presidente Schwarznegger is doing a great job.

There have been some setbacks. Unfortunately, the confirmation process for Supreme Court Justice Michael Moore was bitter and divisive. However, I could not be more proud of how the House and Senate pulled together to confirm the nomination of Chief Justice George Clooney.

Baseball, our national past time, still lies under the shadow of steroid accusations. But I have faith in baseball commissioner George W. Bush when he says, "We will find the steroid users if we have to tap every phone in America!"

In 2001 when I came into office, our national security was the most important issue. The threat of terrorism was real.

Who knew that six years later, Afghanistan would be the most popular Spring Break destination? Or that Six Flags Tehran is the fastest growing amusement park in the Middle East?

And the scariest thing we Americans have to fear is ... Live From New York, its Saturday Night!

Heed The Omen

Not long ago, I blogged about the strange behavior of numbers as they interact with me; I haven't blogged about it again, but that doesn't mean the phenomenon stopped, rather, it increased.

On little Steven's birthday, May 11th, it seems that the message left on the answering machine was recorded at 11:11am, on the 11th.

Last night I hopped into bed, looking at the clock as I pulled the covers up ... 11:11pm. Unfortunately, I couldn't sleep, and after tossing and turning uselessly, I rolled over to glare at the clock ... 12:12am.

A bit later, I staggered to the bathroom for some water and a system flush. Upon returning to bed, I glanced over at the clock ... 4:44am.

Today I see a commercial for the local news channel advertising a story featured on the evening news: the upcoming release of the movie "Heed The Omen" and the rumors surrounding the myth of 06.06.06, the number of the beast, aka the antichrist. I've always found Revelations to be a fascinating part of the Bible, but that isn't meant to be interpreted as a wish for Armageddon, and defintely not in my lifetime.

So, let's all cross our fingers that these numbers I'm seeing don't suddenly sort themselves out on June 6, 2006.

Be afraid.
Be very afraid.

Tuesday, May 02, 2006

Demonstrating ... A Lack of Common Sense

Well, I did my May 1st bit and hope you did, too.

Locally, there were oodles of people out shopping during the day and then at night the restaurants were packed. Looks like many Americans took the call to support the economy to heart.

My boyfriend and I went out to dinner last night at a sushi restaurant ... a legitimate business, started up by an enterprising, LEGAL immigrant who is pursuing the American Dream the right way.

They thanked us for coming, we thanked them for being there, and told them we'd be back again soon.

I watched the video coverage of the march of the illegals and was struck by the number of idiots carrying Mexican flags. These are obviously the people who need to live in Florida if they are made legal, just so they can help screw up the voting process again by adding to the morons who are already in that state.

I think many of these people didn't know (or care) that this rally was funded and organized by a communist organization.

They were being manipulated by the masters, but do you think they knew it? Nope. And the saddest part is the number of LEGAL immigrants who took a day from their jobs, from money they could be earning, to march in a rally they didn't understand.

I love this comment from over at bRightandEarlyblog.com:

Sunanta Says:
May 1st, 2006 at 1:51 pm
A Day without Immigrants?. Oh my! I didn’t know that the people who live in this country without any legal document(s) are “Immigrants”….so, what am I?. I’ve been waiting in the long line to submit my paperworks to the U.S.Embassy in Thailand. I’ve been answering so many questions at the U.S.Embassy. I’ve been waiting in line (again) after I got in the U.S.A. to apply for my SSN and my Resident card before I can have my I.D. card. I pay tax from my U.S.Dollars income, I’ve never done anything illegal. I’ve had to apply for the U.S.Visa for my parents to come in the U.S. for only 1-2 month visit when my son was born and the U.S.Embassy issued visa for my mother but refused to issue visa for my father!. I’d like to ask the people who called themself “Immigrants” do you have I-94 when you arrive in this country? I bet you don’t and I bet you don’t even know what is it? because “YOU ARE ILLEGAL ALIENS”.

Sunday, April 30, 2006

There's No Place Like Home ...

Today was absolutely gorgeous weather! It was one of the days I like the best (minus the high pollen count, of course) with an almost cloudless sky, bright clean blue and blinding sun ... brisk wind and warm sunshine. So, to take advantage of the day, and to entertain the visiting out of town guests, we all went to a boat show!

I went along strictly for something to do, because, as those of you who know me can attest, I don't have enough money to buy frivolous items right now, and won't until I'm gainfully employed again. So, I was a looker. But not for long.

Oh, in case I forgot to mention it, which I did, this was a boat show that was in the water at the Two Rivers Yacht Club in the Governor's Land, (excuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuse ME!) so all of the wealthy inhabitants were out slumming and checking out all of the "little" boats at the show, making sure that none of them was bigger than their own. (Get over yourself, please!)

As we are walking around, I spot a HUGE 40' Regal Yacht towering over all of the other boats and, just for the heck of it, went aboard to see what it was like.

I am doomed.

This boat was SPECTACULAR!

But it cost more than the house I hope to buy someday soon!

As I was standing in this boat, in one of the two luxurious master suites, I was doing mental math, trying to figure out how I could buy this. This boat has 3 levels! AND it can travel! ON WATER! That beats a Winnebago, now, doesn't it? It was the most luxurious, glamorous thing I'd ever seen. There was a full kitchen with a flat surface cooktop, microwave, blender, a flat screen tv with dvd and vcr, a washer and dryer, 2 BRs and 2 full baths, and that was just for starters!

However, I was told by the boating experts that this one is not nearly as luxurious as most yachts. I don't care about most yachts, though, I just want THIS one!

I'm ready to sell off everything I own and move aboard. However, I do have a question, before I do so ... Do you think you can establish squatters rights on a boat?

Friday, April 28, 2006

WRBO-QB!

I just commented on Peekay's blog and before I could finish I had to enter my random word verififcation to id me as a non-spammer. My word verification for today was "wrboqb" and I must say, I really like it!

I like it so much that I think I'm going to adopt it as my cool, new phrase for the month of April!

Maybe I'll even put it on my license plate! "WRBO-QB!" Just think how nuts that'll make all those people (like my mother) who can't rest until they figure out the various license plate puzzles that zoom by. I've known my mother to stalk motorists for miles out of her way while she tries to figure out their crazy license plate anagrams. Heh-heh-heh!

Sounds like it could be a great name for the newest crazy baby show on Noggin! Don't laugh ... do you know how much those people are making, creating shows/characters that appeal to babies and attention challenged children? Here are some examples: "oobi" "zee" "miffy" "ebb" aaaaaaaaaaaaaand WRBO-QB!

See? Fits like a glove!