Karin’s blog

VACATION...Staycation...same freakin' thing!  All I know is I don't have to go back to work until the 14th!!!!!!

Your Inner European is French!

Smart and sophisticated. You have the best of everything - at least, *you* think so.

I may be strange but I find this really funny!

Mary Ann busted with weed

The T minus W counter widget on my desktop tells me that we have 315 days 01 hour 36 minutes and 40 seconds  until George W. Bush is no longer President of the United States.

To say that I am excited about this would be a severe understatement. I just wonder what will be left of this country by the time he and his cronies are finished.

 

A gallon of gasoline in Seattle costs:

$3.49

Number of homes in the U.S. in foreclosure is (approximately):

900,000

Cost of War in Iraq:

$501,572,801,307 but by the time I post this it will already be so much higher!

U.S. Soldiers Killed in Iraq (nearing):

4,000. (A number that seems small in comparison with the dollars spent but you just cannot compare...)

U.S. Soldiers injured in Iraq (approximate since govt. and independent counts do not jive):

60,000

Iraqi deaths:

700,000

U.S. National Debt:

$9,400,243,111,402.08

Amount US Debt increasing daily:

1.69 BILLION

Amount of debt per each person in the U.S. today:

$30,962.29

Numbers of times I cry every day:

At least 1

I just got my school pictures last fall (yeah, see what I mean I am always behind).  I hadn't seen any of them in 30 years or so.  The scary thing is how many of the kids I remember. 

Bet you can't guess which one is me!

Today Kirk and I did a little shopping. 

We got the first season of Ugly Betty.

And then we went to stock up on Coca Cola….and saw this (Squeals of delight!!!)

Coca Cola with…..SUGAR!!!

(Jumps for joy!!)

It’s the REAL thing! I am in heaven.  It is every bit as good as I remember.

I really would like Coca Cola to explain to me why I have to wait for a major Jewish holiday or buy Coca Cola imported from Mexico in order to have the real stuff.  Why?

And if plastic is so much cheaper than glass, why does the imported Coca Cola from Mexico come in a 12 oz glass bottle?  Why?

Oh well, I guess I will ponder that more later.  Right now I am going to go sit my butt on the couch with a glass bottle of coke, some buttered popcorn and some Ugly Betty on the tube.  Bliss

Wow, I really need to get out of my cubicle and walk around more.  I have no idea when this showed up at the Seattle Art Museum.  The giant to the left is 'Hammering Man'.

I have heard so much lately about how much my morning commute is going to suck for a while during the time that most of northbound I-5 will be closed for much needed repairs to the roadway and overpasses.  Yeah, whatever.  My bus is rerouted and it has added about 15 minutes to my commute. Big freakin’ deal.

I never imaged that my commute home could be worse!  Today there was a fire on southbound I-5.  Probably from some dim-witted sh*t-head throwing a lit cigarette out their car window.  It was so bad that most of the highway was shut down through the area and the back up was over 9 miles long. So, All the buses that travel south on I-5 were rerouted.  It took me an extra hour to get home.  Two hours held hostage on a metro bus. I thought I was going to go insane!

And then when I didn’t think it could get worse the trash family got on with their kid covered in some sticky substance (I later deducted the goo was chocolate milkshake—how healthy!)  The woman just nails my knee and my entire shin with this really dirty umbrella stroller and doesn’t even say excuse me. The bus driver has to ask her to fold the stroller up and put it under the seat to prevent further damage to me.  And she acts surprised that he is concerned about it.  

 I move farther over to get away from her after she sat her dirty ass down next to me and she takes this as an invite to move sticky mutant child next to me!  I am sorry.  I don’t hate kids.  I do hate parents that do not have a clue about how to be parents.  I don’t want this kid touching me. I don’t want her dirty little shoes on me because her Mom does not care enough to teach her not to stand on the seat and kick me continuously for about 2 blocks.  She does not care enough to tell her not to grab my hair with her gross little fingers.  It was just a nasty end to a really bad bus ride.

Just as we were getting to my stop the radio on the bus announced that the fire was out and rerouting was over.

When I got home I also found out that no houses burned although it had been close for a while.

It SOOOO good to be home!

Thank you, Kirk, for making this video.