Here is an image of a heart created by the milk for my coffee at McD.
Posted from WordPress for Android
Tag: WordPress for Android
-
Compostable bag…
I’ve finished a few handfuls remaining inside a bag of Sunchips on a nice Saturday afternoon. On the bag were two images showing how the bag is 100% compostable. If more companies follow this environmental innovation…
Posted from WordPress for Android
-
20110821-Noticing Numbers
Here is tonight’s double digit numbers:
At 21:11pm tonight, I received a text message showing a cyclist holding up his “race” number 1022.
Posted from WordPress for Android
-
An evil cat nearby…
Soon… evil cat will make “adobo” out of little chihuahua in the next episode of: “How to “wok” your dog.”
Posted from WordPress for Android
-
Before and after…
Before: Normal cat. (Tabby)
After: Expensive, luxury cat. (Persian)
Posted from WordPress for Android
-
Red laser pointer…
From a comic strip via a text message:
- Cat: Satan! How dare you return!
- Satan: I mock thee, Cat!
- Cat: I’ll kill you!
- Satan: Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!
- Cat: Hold! Still! Demon!
- Satan: Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!
Posted from WordPress for Android
-
Puke green…
According to the MSM and prior to 15:00pm, the Libyan rebels allegedly “took over” the capital city of Tripoli. The “Green/Martyr’s Square” seems similar to “Tienanmen Square” of Beijng, China, where lives, of course, are always expected to be lost during the uprising for freedom of the serfs, err, subjects, I meant, citizens.
While ironing Maw’s pillow cases and two “duster” gowns, a thought occurred to my wee mind. Remember the Lockerbie bombing of Pan Am Flight 103 on Wednesday 21 December 1988? Well, if the cahoots wanted to take down the cad, they could have done so long ago.
But instead, NATO (which is “really” America) and pals “helped” the rebels so that it would appear that the Libyan people were “empowered” enough to oust a dictator-like buffoon who dressed funny but took care of his “people” with free government benefits/entitlement/ goodies/hand-outs.
This event would similar to other “empowerment”, such as “voting rights”, to us Americans during the elections of our POTUS (or President of the United States).
Nay, you can’t fool me. That Sunday would have been “Day 1” for the “Libyan” people but the event co-coincided with Monday, 2011 of August 22, which is a double-digit number!
As for the whereabouts of Qaddafi, he is/being “well taken cared of”, just like Hussein (not to be confused with Obama) and is alive, not dead. I bet y’all didn’t know that, eh?
Wake up fools! Can you smell it? It is the smell of sulfur that is “El Diablo” and the vomit of deception to the worldwide community via MSM and pals.
Posted from WordPress for Android
-
Revisit a topic you wrote about in January.
In summary, here are two topics I recall:
-Fool around and make offsprings out of wedlock. She is too old to bear children, who might have Down’s syndrome.
-Humanity has become hopelessly evil in this failed experiment. People are capable of destroying everything over a slong period of time.
—
Reference: http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2011/08/21/revisit-a-topic-you-wrote-about-in-january/Posted from WordPress for Android
-
Short changing pennies…
We bought $9.05 from KFC off McKee Road because the one off Cropley Ave. burned. The cook left the deep fryer turned up high over night and the city won’t issue permit to Casey.
So here I am waiting at Chowking (off McKee Road) after my one promo 12 piece chicken only of leg and thighs was settled on 6:51:28pm. The cashier here is short changing the customers their pennies! The amount due is $10.81. I only got back $4.15 out of $15.00 cash tendered.
I went to my car and informed Maw and Paw of the incident. And thankfully Maw had one penny, which I gave to Leony, who gave me a nickel. The white girl who works in the KFC branch nearby was short-changed three pennies. This place had better not cheat the customers.
It is funny how the dishwasher doubles as the deep fryer, who was hollering at the cash register worker, who wanted three dozen of these chickens cooked on fifteen minutes. It is already 19:08pm and that is over fifteen minutes!
I guess when business is slow the customer pays a lot in pennies.
Posted from WordPress for Android
-
20110820-Noticing Numbers
Here are today’s double/triple digit number:
-$31.11 at 11:30am for parakeet food at Petsmart. A older black gentleman said: “Ladies, first.” Both of us moved from the slow lane to the fater one. But we was supposed to be first and he didn’t have a lot for his fish. The cashier was an equally thoughtful handsome and tall but married “black” man. I was wearing a dark brown, brim hat as a shield from shopping this morning at the Berryessa Flea Market.
-78,780 (odometer) and 491.1 (speedometer) at 11:35am per my car’s dashboard while stopped on Coleman Ave.
-$38.11 at 11:52am per cash register of previous order at Kim Tar.
Posted from WordPress for Android
-
I “Liked” your post…
What does it take for a reader to “Like” someone’s post? What are the feelings or thoughts before the reader decides to press the “Like” button.
A thought just entered my mind: when a post resonates with the reader, the blog entry should at least received a “Like”.
But what about the “Stars” and “Neros”? I often wonder about those ratings and how any one post deserves a high a rating as opposed to a low rating.
One time, I contacted the Support and inquired if they would implement something to the effect of giving an unfavorable rating. The response was in the negative.
Later we get improvements. (Hehehe!) And I guess sad smiley faces will have to do for now.
Posted from WordPress for Android
-
Not good boys…
“Bad boy, bad boy! What cha gonna do when they come for you!” ~Old televised tune to the show “Cops”.
“Good girls like bad boys.” ~Theresa said last year.
—
I am a good girl. And yes I like bad boys. Perhaps, I so stupid, clueless and dowright gullible to believe that bad boys like good girls. Well, I used to love them but none lasted.
I mean, they were the fugly and bad guys, who were street smart; were the kinds that parents would disapprove; smoked for good times and drank alchohol for fun; and gambled and invested money like there is no future. Most were highly uneducated but respectful when they have to be around nice people.
As mentioned in my old blog entries, we parted ways quietly by not calling or seeing each other. That would be described as “clean breaks” and those types of old wounds heal faster than the kinds left behind with bad karma, bitter sweet feelings or taste in the mouth and little to no emotional drama whatsoever.
Posted from WordPress for Android