I watched this video and had to smile...what a bunch of 'happy' dorks with no dancing skills.
But upon deeper reflection, I have to give them a big applause.
In Iran, men are allowed to dance only to traditional music in public, while women aren't allowed to dance at all (Plus - they must always have their heads covered at all times).
While they appear to be in an apartment and on a rooftop, the people featured in this video were still taking a great risk for a little freedom of expression.
Ooooh - I can't wait to see this:
Two popes will be canonized as saints in less than two hours on tv (my time - PST). One is Pope John Paul II; I believe that he was beatified a few years ago.
While I'm not Catholic, and don't claim to be religious, this is still fascinating to me.
I love the sights and sounds of the elaborate rituals.
I will be witnessing history in the making, with millions of others around the world!
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Why don't you make a ritual in fixing me a sandwich and make history doing that and call it a night....LMAO! I'm sorry, I just can't help myself....
how rude joke or not , geez where are the gentleman on this website
XDrakkar - Don't worry. Mogy and I - and Trinity - have am ongoing joke about sandwich making.
(Even though this post was a serious one...)
Thank you though!
LM you canmake me a sandwish if you want and there is no rudness in this, I was there when the pope jean paul II came here to Quebec canada and Celine Dion sang : Une colombe ( I was somewhere in the crowd )
and I dont take this as a bad or rude joke, if you can smile the day 2 pope are becoming sant then when will you smile?
I may be here later on...for now, I need to utilize the pharm tech flash cards I recently received.
And - break out the books as well.
Sigh.
How does a city's police department not have enough crime scene tape?
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Because the act of crime requiring tape is beyond the financial cost required to purchase the tape or the demand was way beyond that which was originally projected. If more people were home eating sandwiches, the city wouldn't have that problem.
Over here they never run out of tape ... no wait, that's 'red tape'!!
I'm eating trail mix - almost on a daily basis now.
I'm turning into a goddamn hippie.
As I'm getting rides to work with my boss this week - due to all three of the early shift people being out sick - he's been picking me up around 6:45 am.
This morning, as we were driving across a strip well known for prostitutes, there was one out, strutting her half-naked stuff.
My boss glanced at her - in a way like he just happened to see her...when I knew that he was slyly checking her out. I held in a laugh. But I did say
"Stop lookin' at that ho."
...He kept his eyes straight ahead all the way to the job site.
A lot of stuff that happens here in the Bay Area ends up being national news...like that dumb, very lucky kid who stowed away in a Hawaiian Airlines wheel well, and lived, after traveling over 2,000 miles across the ocean.
Good grief...
A message I received (apparently to go with the portfolio rate of 1...lol)
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You sexy lil wench you.
let's say that he was being sarcastic...okay. Let's say that he was being serious...NOT:
1. I'm rarely sexy
2. I'm not 'lil'
3. I'm not a 17th century barmaid
Many here really hate this guy. I don't - he's sometimes more annoying - and entertaining to me.
Warhol once said that "Everybody is famous for fifteen minutes..." This guy is using his fifteen minutes with me...when I get bored, his time will be gone, and I most likely will not pay attention to him again. (I'd love to send him a box of Pampers as a parting gift, however)
I get to write shit about him in my journal. You know - stuff about shit...like his rate stamp of a woman's ass taking a dump, the fact that he drags his shitty diaper across the VR landscape...the very fecal freakiness of the dude. There can only be one Dookie Boy, ya' know?
So - here's a toast to Dookie Boy!
I'm from another generation, where people actually spoke to one another, and took the time to actually pen a proper note.
I like when people actually pay attention to what is in front of them, and what is happening in general.
I can't stand text talk or text typing, unless there is a rushed emergency of some kind. I like seeing words written out...plus, it lets me know if the communicator is literate or not.
My musing stems from the fact that I just looked at a former friend/coven member's profile. Many of the rates she received were 10s no doubt - much deserved. With the rates came the standard 'Rate me, add me' crap. She even got a visit from one of the most disliked guys here - Vladvampirelord - whom I'm sure left her with a 1 rate. What makes me shake my head is the fact that this particular friend has been dead for about three years (she died in a car crash). If people actually took the time to look at and read a profile - plus any comments - they would have figured this out at some point. But no - so many here are so wrapped up in themselves that they don't see anything else except what they think is good for them, ie getting 10 rates, friend collecting, and journal adds (that are rarely read)...it's all about numbers for them.
Which brings me back to my first comment...what's happening to communication skills and manners?
Are they mostly gone forever within the internet landscape?
(Forgive me for any typos -lol)
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A sandwich for me fix you will... ^_^
If you were standing in front of me right now, I'd beat you half to death with a skillet.
Buttt....I'm Not!!! LMAO!!!
The time when I used to go on big rating sprees and adding friends/being rated and added seems like a lifetime ago. When the Rave was new and exciting to me, having just let the dark in me out to play for the first time in years.
And then I made some good friends - you being one of course! - and it became much deeper. I miss that and I think that's why I'm coming back. I know there's something here but I think part of me is frightened that, as the saying goes, you can never go back home.
Le sigh....at any rate, I AM enjoying getting caught back up on the life of one of my most favorite VR people!
The week went by too quickly...back to work tomorrow. And I'll be going in early - 7AM - thanks to Boss #1 asking me to (Big Momma will be out this week). At least he'll be picking me up...
Sigh.
Rated a ton of stuff in the database, and my level went from 119.96 to 119.97...lol
Isis101
00:47:46
Apr 19 2014
You too? I thought that he was mine...dammit!
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Theodora
15:07:06
Apr 19 2014
No, Isis. He is mine! Although, I might be willing to share him with you. That'd mean we'd each get 1 whole minute of "Heaven". LMFAO.
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Isis101
18:06:29
Apr 19 2014
LMAO!
Damn...I guess they don't make 'em how they use to. Assholes use to have more stamina when one corrected them.
Sigh.
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NIN touring with Soundgarden...and they'll be in my area on August 24th? Holy shit!
I have medical coverage through the new health care act; here in California, it's called Covered California. I get a good deal with Anthem Blue Cross...then I find out that the clinic/hospital I go to doesn't take private insurance! It's a total ghetto hospital, so they only take gov't backed coverage, like Medical, Medicaid, etc.
While one doctor I see is in a specialty clinic, they take the coverage I have - but the pharmacy doesn't. I had to fork out $40 for one prescription alone. Didn't/couldn't spend anymore money, so I cancelled my appointment with my primary care doctor.
So...I'll need to find a new doctor in a new facility. Dammit!
So, after the Miss Kitty fiasco, I come home bone tired. I had to call the vet to complain about one vet tech though - I found out that he was in training and would not be hired, but still...anyone who can state matter-of-factly to my face that my cat should be 'punished as she caused a lot of work and stress in the clinic...' should not be allowed near any animal. I stressed that point to the vet, and she agreed.
Got my laundry done, even though I felt like shit. But I got it done!
Tomorrow, I've got two doctor's appointments...I promise not to hiss, spit, or bounce off the walls.
It was a miracle that I was able to catch Miss Kitty for the vet appointment today, as I was almost out of breath like her. I spent an hour chasing her all over the apartment, and I felt kinda' bad seeing her panting. But I knew that she had to be seen...she hasn't seen a vet in 7 - 8 years (she turned 10 years old this month).
I had warned the vet staff that she would either be really scared and shed some fur - or she would transform into a rabid pit bull.
I must say that while she growled a few times, Miss Kitty didn't hiss and spit like she did while I was chasing her, and she didn't shed much fur. She let the vet check her over, and she had a clean bill of health. When it came time for her to get her shots and have her nails clipped...Miss Kitty CHANGED.
While I was in the waiting area, the vet and two vet techs emerged about 20 minutes later, stating that they couldn't handle Miss Kitty. They managed to get her back into her carrier...that was it.
So, I went in the back to help them...no way in Hell was I going to give up, after all the effort I put into getting her there. I wrapped her in a towel, and gently pulled out one leg at a time for the vet tech to clip her nails; I held her, rubbed her chin, and baby-talked while the vet gave her the two shots. Miss Kitty wasn't really a problem at all.
Until I tried to put her back into her carrier. You'd think that she'd be happy to get in, so she could go home...NOT! Miss Kitty leaped from my arms, bounced off a wall, then started running in circles. When I tried to get her, she ran under a sink and jammed herself up against the wall on her hind legs! Hissing and spitting, of course.
The vet had me go back out into the waiting area, even though I didn't want to go. While I'm stressing out, the vet and one tech finally come out and state that they are able to give her a sedative, so they could get her back in the carrier...I say, do whatever needs to be done (an extra $50 to her bill)...
I had to wait another hour before I could finally leave with Miss Kitty, as it took forever for the sedative to take. During that time, I was told that she was still under that sink, hissing at everyone. While any swipes from her paws wouldn't amount to much (recall her clipped nails), they didn't want her to stress out any more than necessary.
Good grief!
Then Miss Kitty had the nerve to look all innocent on the way home:
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Awww. She's adorable! :)
Love your compassion to an animal :-)
Ha! Innocent? That expression screams "You sonofabitch...." to me! I guess I'm particularly fortunate that our knuckleheads turn into small balls of pathetic when we go to the vet and they're as docile as lap dogs.
As I really need to take the PTCB exam (pharmacy technician), I will force myself to crack open my textbooks and read from them each day...especially the mathematical calculations...ugh.
I also just ordered some study flashcards.
I've got to get my life in order!
Um - I guess this will help!
(I will be looking at this clip a lot...lol)
When I'm here, I usually lurk. I've found that I can actually make some friends here if I come out of the darkness sometimes. Like - I'm making 1-2 friends a night. Which is great, as I'm sometimes a total chatterbox!
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Isis don't you hide my friend , share some of that kindness and knowledge and warmness . We need more people like you to chat with .
And bring sandwiches.... LOL!
Lol. Making friends? Good for you!
I've been on the phone for a better part of the day trying to straighten things out in regards to: medical insurance coverage for prescriptions; an EBT card; closing out a retirement account; making an appointment for either Miss Kitty (if I can catch her) or Crunch; asking why I keep getting billed for something I paid off already; and old student loan stuff...good grief!
I got the vet appointment...the rest of the other stuff is still unresolved.
I need some plum wine now!
And...if anyone can tell me where I can find this handbag, I'd appreciate it!
Not only will there be a full moon tonight, but it will also be a blood moon here...with an eclipse!
Due to all of the crazies that are out and about, I will make sure not to leave my apartment until later sometime tomorrow, if need be.
I've had more than my fill of crazy-ass mofos, thank you very much.
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You guys are in for a treat out there. Charge those cameras ;-)
For my area, it wasn't as spectacular as it could have been...right when the eclipse was halfway through, fog rolled in. All I got was a hazy reddish grey half-sphere, which was soon covered in fog...:(
Worked for 3.5 hours today with Dor - mainly finishing up deposit paperwork, and getting the money over to the cashier's office.
With the exception of 2 doctor's appointments on Friday, I'm free this week! Yipee!
I missed 'Grimm' and 'Hannibal' last night, as the Giants game was on. Guess I'll watch them - Hannibal at least - on NBC online.
I love these two shows!
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Those are two of my top favorite shows on right now. Grimm has been renewed, but still no word out on Hannibal. If Hannibal is cancelled I will be so disappointed.
I love 'Hannibal', Rumors last I heard they are going to take off " Dracula " and put 'Hannibal' in it's place but who knows . I will be disappointed if they cancel it. I used to love to watch " The Gates " but yet again they took off a very good show .
I got to see 'Hannibal' when NBC showed it the following evening. Such a sick twisted, awesome show!
Today was ALMOST awesome:
I got a new iPod for $60 from the local Apple store to replace my first one, which basically died on me; overspent at Sephora...then I almost got into a fight with a psycho-bitch in Walgreens.
She screeched that I 'touched her shopping cart, and almost hit her child'...I apologized and insisted that I didn't touch her daughter - who was about 2 feet away from the shopping cart. She kept carrying on, and I just walked away, as I've learned long ago that you shouldn't even try to reason with crazy people.
The manager came up to her and spoke to her, then he came to me - I was waiting in the next aisle. Her story went from I touched her cart and almost touched her child to I shoved her cart out of the way and ran over her child with my cart...WTF? The manager got her to calm down a little; he mentioned to me that the woman's been in the store before, raising hell. I told him that I was taken aback by her psychotic ambush and was walking away, but I did let him know that if she got up in my face, it was on.
While I was in line waiting to pay for my stuff, she starts up with the yelling and cussing again before she was escorted out. I made sure I had my phone ready to call the cops if I saw her outside. She was nowhere to be seen, thank God.
What made me sad was the fact that that cute lil' girl had such a fucked up mom.
Holy shit...what a work week. I should mention that there are a lot of crazy-ass mofo's on campus. And that would be students, faculty, and whatever fucked up crazies that show up from the street.
Two of my 'favorites' went on different tangents this week:
* The black guy who blames white people for EVERYTHING wrong in his life. Remember the one who doesn't like any of the white students preparing his food? Yeah - that one. Anyway, he actually had money and paid for food one afternoon (instead of getting the usual handouts)...I thought all was going well until he went off on a tirade about how the money isn't his - it's the white man's..."Just look at who's on the money. Old white mutha' fuckas'...!
I knew that if I would have told him that his problems weren't even close to what our ancestors went through, it wouldn't matter. So, I just told him to "Shut the hell up and get out of my face..."
It worked.
* As yesterday was the last day of operations before spring break, we sold a lot of stuff as buy one, get one free. A kid is buying some desserts. The crazy guy who usually comes in asking crazy shit like 'How much for a pickle slice?' walked up to the register, and asks the kid for a free dessert...WTF? The kid looks at him with a puzzled look on his face...so the crazy ass asked AGAIN "Since you got that for free and didn't pay for it - can I have it?"
Everyone figures out that they guy is being serious. The kid then says "Hell no" gets his stuff, and walks out, with the nutjob still talking about how he should've been given a slice of cheesecake at least.
Like his crazy fat ass needs to chow down on some damn cheesecake.
What is it with this DIPSHIT? LOL:
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He should know that his 1's don't bother me - at the very least, they are fodder for something to write about here.
Hey DIPSHIT (vladvampirelord): Go suck on your mama's titty...and change that diaper, for God's sake!
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He keeps 1 rating the same profiles over and over. This screams "attention seeker."
Every time someone makes a journal about him, he gets what he wants.
Well, it's relatively new to me, as I've never talked to him or had a run-in with him. Obviously, others have though...
It's still funny though...lol
Same here, have never spoken to him or anything and he screws me up every time!!!
I need to stop now. And I'm usually not a shopaholic type.
I think I just bought over 25 Nine Inch Nails songs for my iPod.
I must stop myself before it's too late!
I'm home today...I feel fine now, but when I got up this morning for work, I kept getting dizzy. I waited a bit to see if the dizziness would stop, but it didn't. So I called work to let them know I was staying home.
No way was I gonna' end up lying in the street somewhere, with my purse and jewelry missing...and only God knows what else!
(I tested my blood sugar, and it was fine...I had meat and green veggies for dinner last night, so I should be okay with iron. I'd like to think that that glass of Japanese plum wine - diluted with diet Sprite - didn't do anything to me. WTF)?
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And I just realized that I got my 6-year batty!
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I guess I got that 1 from poopy boy due to the fact that I referred to him as a dumbass in the comment section of someone else's profile.
I'm still laughing...and covering my nose from that shitty diaper he drags across VR.
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I was gonna' give his 1 back to him, but I see that his acct is suspended...lol
He felt my one and RACIEGASMS already. ;]
LMAO!!!
...and the ass featured in his rate stamp looks like she's taking a dump...on me and others he's rate, perhaps?
In any case, this proves to me that Vladvampirelord is a fecal freak. Eeeeeew.
His 1's remind him of a penis... His FAVE toy!!!! C'mon Vlad baby, you know your 1's make my nipples hard! You keep giving it to me... so you must love me! xoxoxo
Hi sis! :D
Someone in the complex is playing an electronic keyboard. And it is wonderful! It's kind of a soft jazz-like tune, possibly his/her own composition.
Such a different sound from the usual cussing and stomping from the banshee bitch above me!
Weird shit about my 'ethnicity'...and all in just this week:
* I'm ringing up an Ethiopian/Eritrean student. She ask me if I am from Ethiopia or Eritrea. I tell her no, but I get that question a lot. She then stares in my face and asked me what was I mixed with. I was gonna' give her some of my offbeat humor with the reply 'Slave massa' white' but I didn't. I told her that according to my actual DNA, besides the African roots deep from the Congo, I was also Scottish, Irish, German, and Danish. She nodded and said "I see" before walking off.
* There is one faculty member who always shouts out "There is my French lady!" Never mind the fact that I am not nor do I look French. I told him this, but he says that I DO look French, as in fashion and demeanor...??? The only thing French about me is my name. Anyway, he'll start babbling in French to me - sometimes breaking out in a song.
* Speaking of French, I get a lot of people assuming that I speak Spanish. Some even get mad and think I'm trying 'not to be Latina' when I say that I don't speak Spanish. One old Cuban (black) woman called me a snob. Oookaaaay.
* "You have Arabian eyes!" from a store owner...which was bizarre, as I heard the same exact exclamation over 20 years ago from another Middle Eastern store owner when I lived In San Francisco. I wanted to ask "So - Arabs are blind as bats too?"
* And from countless black folks, who should know better: "What are you mixed with?" Like you, my dear brothers and sisters, I'm mixed with 'slave massa' white'.
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I am Indian, Irish, Dutch, and German. My family has ties to the Kennedy family on my moms side.
I am always mistaken for Mexican, Spaniard or Italian. In fact people assume and greet me in Spanish or Italian and then proceed to speak to me. When I explained I am neither and not fluent they expressed disbelief and mentioned what an embarrassment to my heritage I am.
I am Native American, French, Czech and Russian. :)
I am Irish, French, Indian, French-Canadian, German, Hungarian, and Norwegian. My son is all that plus El Salvadorian and Spaniard. Which is hysterical because he's got red hair, blue eyes, and freaking tans.
Nek -
My oldest nephew's dad is half Salvadoran and half Spanish. His Spanish grandfather is a first cousin to Fidel Castro (whose family emigrated from Spain to Cuba during the turn of the century)...lol
I am Scottish, Irish, Welch and English, Southern by the grace of God, and yet not two months after I moved to Canada I had a doctor's receptionist ask me if I was straight from Ireland. Really? With THIS accent? wow.
Next time, just get all cryptic like and say "I am large; I contain multitudes."
Everyone is still shocked here in the Bay Area over this revelation regarding a well-liked politician:
(From Citizens' Journal)
CA State Senator Senator Leland Yee, noted for anti-Second Amendment, oil drilling restrictions, pro-affirmative action legislation and social legislation was reportedly indicted on corruption, firearms trafficking and bribery charges.
And from last night's news, he is also suspected of taking part in a botched murder-for-hire plot...WTF???
*WORK RANT HERE*
First off, Big Momma CANNOT function at work...the poor woman is absolutely useless. Just about every tasks she does is half done, fucked up, or she needs help to clean up and/or fix what she fucks up. Mostly everyday this week, she's fucked up something:
On Tuesday, she knocks over a three-tiered sweetener rack (mainly by being lazy - instead of walking around the coffee area to do stuff, she stands in the back, pulling and pushing shit around, not seeing or paying attention to what she's doing). Sugar is all over the place. She closes the entry door so customers can't come in, while she slowly scoops up the stuff and dumps it back into the tower for customers! First, it's unsanitary; second, she shouldn't shut down operations so she can clean up her mess...Boss #2 and the new hourly cleaned up the mess in the end...as it would have never been finished if left up to Big Momma.
On Wednesday, she closed out the wrong register, and took the money out to count. Note that when it's really busy, we all jump in and use each other's registers, so we also get each others codes. Unlike everyone else, she can't remember where and what she's doing, hence the register fiasco. Me and Boss #2 had to take the cash drawer back, count the money, check receipts...it was a nightmare. And what was Big Momma doing while we were fixing her fuck-up? Just sitting in that chair she broke, waiting for us to fix her shit. Then she started nodding off and snoring...
On Thursday...she knocked over the sugar tower again...
And don't forget her usual daily shit, like not cleaning up spills - made by her or customers, taking long breaks and lunches, taking forever in the restroom, coughing in her hands (customers leave her line when they see her do this)...the list goes on and on.
Now, I know that Big Momma's health issues are mainly due to her being over 450 lbs. Do I feel sorry for her? No. I gave up on her when she had asked me awhile back to catch her eating stuff that's bad for her, yet ignored my fussing. Both of us have CHF - congestive heart failure - yet at least I'm taking care of myself as best as I can - and that includes losing some of this 200 lbs. on my tiny bones - lol. She's not even 40 yet, and may not make it. Shit - I love life, and I want to be here, you know? Big Momma doesn't seem to care about anything except eating and reading about celebrities on the internet. Fuck - if she doesn't care about herself, why should I? Or any of us?
She is nearing her third and final 90-day probation, and it doesn't look good. She can't be fired, unless it is specifically regarding her job performance, as she can't be let go due to her weight, health issues, etc. Well, her job performance sucks, so she's gotta' go. She declined an earlier suggestion from her doctor to go out on disability, as she'd get less money than her paycheck...are you fuckin' kidding me? So it's okay for her to come to work, fuck up, have others pick up the slack, so she can get more money?
What a selfish unrealistic bitch. What tiny feeling of pity I had for her is gone.
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Okay... I worked in a restaurant as a Manager for a little over five years. I would have booted her ass after the first warning when it comes to the safety and health of customers. Coughing in her hands, while she slowly scoops up the stuff and dumps it back into the tower for customers are actually health code violations. IF a health code inspector came in and saw that, the establishment would be warned and possibly fined.
Your bosses give far too much leniency with her.
I truly feel for you.
They are too lenient...and also afraid of any kind of lawsuit.
If I was the boss, she would've been gone a long time ago...!
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NLW
04:32 Apr 28 2014
Wow! Brave souls- their dancing may be dorky, but they're cool!