Where Has the Time Gone?
It’s been a good long while since I’ve posted here. I got sucked into the vast black hole that we call Twitter.
I am going to start making a conscious effort to keep up with this blog, though, so stay tuned.
It’s been a good long while since I’ve posted here. I got sucked into the vast black hole that we call Twitter.
I am going to start making a conscious effort to keep up with this blog, though, so stay tuned.
I got this to my inbox today and was so disturbed by it, I wanted to be sure to share it with you all. Apparently, those pesky Germans are cloning regular people and RUINING their Christian reputations by sending the clones out to earn a living in Hollywood.
Thank God Serg is here to tell us what’s really going on! (The More You Know.)
Hello dear Ladies and Gentlemen!
I would like inform you that Scarlett Johansson ?actress? actually is a clone from original person Scarlett Galabekian last name, who has nothing with acting career, surname Galabekian, because of adoption happened in 1992.
Clones was created illegally by using stolen biological material. Original person is very nice (not d**n sexy),most important - CHRISTIAN young lady! I’ll tell you more,those clones (it’s not only one) made in GERMANY - world leader manufacturer of humans clones, it is in Ludwigshafen am Rhein, Rhineland-Palatinate, Mr. Helmut Kohl home town.
You can not even imaging the scale of the cloning activity. But warning! Helmut Kohl clone staff strictly controlling all their clones (at least they trying) spreading around the world, they are very accurate with that, some of them are still NAZI type disciplined and mind controlled clones, so be careful get close with clones you will be controlled as well.
Original person is not happy with those movies, images, video, rumors and etc. spreading on media in that way it would be really nice if we all will try slow down that ”actress” career development, original Scarlett will really appreciated that.
Please remember that original Scarlett’s family did not authorize any activity with stolen biological materials, no matter what form it was created in it was stolen and it is stolen. It all need to be delivered to authorize personals control in Cedars-Sinai Medical Center in Los Angeles. Original Scarlett never was engaged, by the way! Her close friend Serge G.
P.S. CONTROLLING ACTIVITY OF ANY CLONES IS US MILITARY OPERATION.
FailBlog, you’re amazing.
I love you more than Spree
No one does a dirty joke
Quite as well as thee
You always make me happy
I just thought that you should know
That one day I’m going to find you and we’ll be best friends (I just KNOW it). And we’ll go around finishing each other’s sentences and having impromptu pillow fights drunk on the streets. And then one or the other of us will get too drunk and start a knife fight. And then, well, it’s best we don’t talk about that.
The End
I can only dream to someday come up with soemthing as fabulous as this. Depending on just how big it is, it’s possible that it just isn’t going to make it any farther. Ah, raunchy tastlessness! How I do love you.
So, I open the mail today and in it is a card from my Mother (typical Mom stuff, picture of a cat reading a book). She has enclosed a few clippings from the police “Roundup” of The Chronicle Telegram to let me know how lucky I am NOT to live in Ohio anymore.
This one is my favorite:
“Serial Puncher Strikes at Lorain Bar”
A small-in stature man with a history of randomly punching people in bars and then fleeing, allegedly struck again Thursday.
The man, known only as “Weasel,” allegedly entered Shots bar and said, “What’s up?” to a much taller gentleman at the counter.
Not wanting to seem unfriendly, the man replied, “What’s up,” but Weasel only responded the same way. After the third time the phrase was repeated by both men, Weasel allegedly punched the man in the right eye.
The victim told police he was so shocked at the assult because he was so much larger than Weasel and took a moment to comprehend what had just happened. Once he realized he’d just been srtuck he went to grab at Weasel, but Weasel ran out of the bar.
The man at the bar told police that Weasel was recently arrested for the same thing at another bar and has a history of punching people then fleeing.
Police investigating attempted to learn the real identity of Weasel but were unable to because so many people in Lorain have that nickname according to a report of the incident.
There’s actually a few lessons to take away from this. First, if you ever find yourself in Lorain, Ohio, turn around and get the Hell out.
Second, the writers at the Chronicle have the purple prose down cold.
And finally, Weasels can’t be trusted.
Ok, so I tend to get a bit carried away with things. A bit too excited, a bit too annoyed, a bit too dramatic all around. So, I don’t want that to color what I have to tell you and that is that I’m pretty certan that the Bok Tower Gardens in Lake Wales, Florida is one of the most peacefully beautiful places I have even been. So, for all intents and purposes, it would not be unreasonsable for me to assume that it was, in fact, one of the loveliest spots in the Universe.
It was a beautiful, breezy fall day in Florida with plenty of sunshine and I really can’t describe the sensation of walking through a wooded park full of ferns, palms, live Oaks and flowering trees and hearing the carillon begin to play.
What? Oh, I forgot to mention the carillon. Bok Tower is actually a carillon tower or bell tower that plays concerts several times troughout the day. Around the tower are many little alcoves and benches where you can pause and watch the koi or the swans or the groves below as you are serenaded by chimes.
I’m sure that there are many other amazng things to discover at Bok Tower ( I always seem to miss the house tour), but you’ll just have to find them out for yourselves.

There were actually giant spiders EVERYWHERE which was difficult for me to come to terms with (spiders scare the crap out of me). However, they were higher up in the trees and didn’t really bulid across the walkways (or else maintenence gets rid of them, either way…) SO… I didn’t let the hordes of unusually large arachnids deter what was otherwise an absolutely lovely day.