tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72074237922389441742011-12-19T12:45:18.160-05:00I have thoughts - here they are.AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.comBlogger941100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-72173965852541230312011-12-19T12:45:00.003-05:002011-12-19T12:45:18.168-05:00<div class='posterous_autopost'><a href="http://instagr.am/p/aH6wQ/"><div class='p_embed p_image_embed'> <a href="http://getfile2.posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/buhlindac/CeqhGyxIhIbsrgBbtvfHxAbmphpxzHbsqazAIpinvwnxjtyiCHpDalGbgmfv/media_httpdistilleryi_egnvk.jpg.scaled1000.jpg"><img alt="Media_httpdistilleryi_egnvk" height="500" src="http://getfile5.posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/buhlindac/CeqhGyxIhIbsrgBbtvfHxAbmphpxzHbsqazAIpinvwnxjtyiCHpDalGbgmfv/media_httpdistilleryi_egnvk.jpg.scaled500.jpg" width="500" /></a> </div> </a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-7217396585254123031?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-62821162925150652452011-12-19T12:45:00.001-05:002011-12-19T12:45:14.753-05:00<div class='posterous_autopost'><a href="http://instagr.am/p/aH6wQ/"><div class='p_embed p_image_embed'> <a href="http://getfile5.posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/buhlindac/HtdwcbymbigpFjBxHqrIpvJwzmgtaeFxbbBfAvvyemaDuIjkHbkBuJcptfet/media_httpdistilleryi_zAuyo.jpg.scaled1000.jpg"><img alt="Media_httpdistilleryi_zauyo" height="500" src="http://getfile0.posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/buhlindac/HtdwcbymbigpFjBxHqrIpvJwzmgtaeFxbbBfAvvyemaDuIjkHbkBuJcptfet/media_httpdistilleryi_zAuyo.jpg.scaled500.jpg" width="500" /></a> </div> </a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-6282116292515065245?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-27847559067437933482011-11-22T18:12:00.001-05:002011-11-22T18:12:53.724-05:00 <div style="padding: 20px; -webkit-border-radius: 5px; -moz-border-radius: 5px; border-radius:5px; width:550; margin:0px auto; font-size:18px; font-family:'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial"> Hi there, <p><span style="font-weight:bold">Buhlinda Clark</span> just shared an <a style="text-decoration:none; color: #2f79c2" href="http://instagram.com/">Instagram</a> photo with you:</p> <div style='margin:0px auto; width: 480px; text-align:center'> <img style='margin-bottom: 0.4em; box-shadow: 0 0 10px #888; -webkit-box-shadow: 0 0 10px #888; -moz-box-shadow: 0 0 10px #888;' src="http://distilleryimage4.instagram.com/4db05eb0155f11e1a87612313804ec91_6.jpg"/><br/><a style="color:#2f79c2; text-decoration:none; font-style:italic; font-size:0.6em" href="http://instagr.am/p/VVqLU/">view full image</a> <p style="font-size:0.8em"></p> </div> Thanks,<br/> The Instagram Team <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-2784755906743793348?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-42999343620933931542011-11-09T20:34:00.001-05:002011-11-09T20:34:34.985-05:00 <div style="padding: 20px; -webkit-border-radius: 5px; -moz-border-radius: 5px; border-radius:5px; width:550; margin:0px auto; font-size:18px; font-family:'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial"> Hi there, <p><span style="font-weight:bold">Buhlinda Clark</span> just shared an <a style="text-decoration:none; color: #2f79c2" href="http://instagram.com/">Instagram</a> photo with you:</p> <div style='margin:0px auto; width: 480px; text-align:center'> <img style='margin-bottom: 0.4em; box-shadow: 0 0 10px #888; -webkit-box-shadow: 0 0 10px #888; -moz-box-shadow: 0 0 10px #888;' src="http://distilleryimage8.instagram.com/22c1ab6e0b3c11e19896123138142014_6.jpg"/><br/><a style="color:#2f79c2; text-decoration:none; font-style:italic; font-size:0.6em" href="http://instagr.am/p/TdSyk/">view full image</a> <p style="font-size:0.8em">"Stuck in class - todays doodle" <br/></p> </div> Thanks,<br/> The Instagram Team <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-4299934362093393154?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-5209576285321297202011-11-08T19:46:00.001-05:002011-11-08T19:46:19.433-05:00 <div style="padding: 20px; -webkit-border-radius: 5px; -moz-border-radius: 5px; border-radius:5px; width:550; margin:0px auto; font-size:18px; font-family:'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial"> Hi there, <p><span style="font-weight:bold">Buhlinda Clark</span> just shared an <a style="text-decoration:none; color: #2f79c2" href="http://instagram.com/">Instagram</a> photo with you:</p> <div style='margin:0px auto; width: 480px; text-align:center'> <img style='margin-bottom: 0.4em; box-shadow: 0 0 10px #888; -webkit-box-shadow: 0 0 10px #888; -moz-box-shadow: 0 0 10px #888;' src="http://distilleryimage11.instagram.com/15ca69d00a6c11e19896123138142014_6.jpg"/><br/><a style="color:#2f79c2; text-decoration:none; font-style:italic; font-size:0.6em" href="http://instagr.am/p/TVEi7/">view full image</a> <p style="font-size:0.8em">"Room service - night 2 " <br/></p> </div> Thanks,<br/> The Instagram Team <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-520957628532129720?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-88179425211224668562011-11-07T09:20:00.001-05:002011-11-07T09:20:44.082-05:00<div class='posterous_autopost'><p><div class='p_embed p_image_embed'> <a href="http://getfile0.posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/buhlindac/siAGxgyCqpkyEcamidwIfhclJudFxnBHhABFlFHyCijtEcjpAzfvFghexJcD/p126.jpg.scaled1000.jpg"><img alt="P126" height="667" src="http://getfile5.posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/buhlindac/siAGxgyCqpkyEcamidwIfhclJudFxnBHhABFlFHyCijtEcjpAzfvFghexJcD/p126.jpg.scaled500.jpg" width="500" /></a> </div> </p></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-8817942521122466856?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-13488959924273989072011-11-07T09:17:00.001-05:002011-11-07T09:17:30.189-05:00<div class='posterous_autopost'><p><div class='p_embed p_image_embed'> <a href="http://getfile3.posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/buhlindac/fvealHwzraBqIuEkylaEulhcmAJecDzmfcxrDgCGGAkqlGwzFhhIFvuByAhE/p117.jpg.scaled1000.jpg"><img alt="P117" height="500" src="http://getfile0.posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/buhlindac/fvealHwzraBqIuEkylaEulhcmAJecDzmfcxrDgCGGAkqlGwzFhhIFvuByAhE/p117.jpg.scaled500.jpg" width="500" /></a> </div> </p></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-1348895992427398907?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-35493690047265709852011-11-05T23:26:00.001-04:002011-11-05T23:26:42.775-04:00<div class='posterous_autopost'><p><div class='p_embed p_image_embed'> <a href="http://getfile5.posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/buhlindac/tbysAbrCpAIrtjIfohwcjpCBmHxyhJxdwayaiyAeqoJsaAgpdDrbmIfnlGaI/p98.jpg"><img alt="P98" height="500.0" src="http://getfile5.posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/buhlindac/tbysAbrCpAIrtjIfohwcjpCBmHxyhJxdwayaiyAeqoJsaAgpdDrbmIfnlGaI/p98.jpg" width="500" /></a> </div> </p></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-3549369004726570985?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' 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full image</a> <p style="font-size:0.8em">"My spooning Poopies" <br/></p> </div> Thanks,<br/> The Instagram Team <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-994266430225335752?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-37026720731023350012011-11-05T07:39:00.001-04:002011-11-05T07:39:26.770-04:00 <div style="padding: 20px; -webkit-border-radius: 5px; -moz-border-radius: 5px; border-radius:5px; width:550; margin:0px auto; font-size:18px; font-family:'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial"> Hi there, <p><span style="font-weight:bold">Buhlinda Clark</span> just shared an <a style="text-decoration:none; color: #2f79c2" href="http://instagram.com/">Instagram</a> photo with you:</p> <div style='margin:0px auto; width: 480px; text-align:center'> <img style='margin-bottom: 0.4em; box-shadow: 0 0 10px #888; -webkit-box-shadow: 0 0 10px #888; -moz-box-shadow: 0 0 10px #888;' src="http://distilleryimage4.instagram.com/c29ce10a07a211e19896123138142014_6.jpg"/><br/><a style="color:#2f79c2; text-decoration:none; font-style:italic; font-size:0.6em" href="http://instagr.am/p/S0K3E/">view full image</a> <p style="font-size:0.8em"></p> </div> Thanks,<br/> The Instagram Team <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-3702672073102335001?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-7996590249467785872011-11-03T18:07:00.001-04:002011-11-03T18:07:37.642-04:00 <div style="padding: 20px; -webkit-border-radius: 5px; -moz-border-radius: 5px; border-radius:5px; width:550; margin:0px auto; font-size:18px; font-family:'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial"> Hi there, <p><span style="font-weight:bold">Buhlinda Clark</span> just shared an <a style="text-decoration:none; color: #2f79c2" href="http://instagram.com/">Instagram</a> photo with you:</p> <div style='margin:0px auto; width: 480px; text-align:center'> <img style='margin-bottom: 0.4em; box-shadow: 0 0 10px #888; -webkit-box-shadow: 0 0 10px #888; -moz-box-shadow: 0 0 10px #888;' src="http://distilleryimage3.instagram.com/3566624c066811e1abb01231381b65e3_6.jpg"/><br/><a style="color:#2f79c2; text-decoration:none; font-style:italic; font-size:0.6em" href="http://instagr.am/p/SnMCT/">view full image</a> <p style="font-size:0.8em"></p> </div> Thanks,<br/> The Instagram Team <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-799659024946778587?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-60078391669837143142011-11-03T16:09:00.001-04:002011-11-03T16:09:33.897-04:00 <div style="padding: 20px; -webkit-border-radius: 5px; -moz-border-radius: 5px; border-radius:5px; width:550; margin:0px auto; font-size:18px; font-family:'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial"> Hi there, <p><span style="font-weight:bold">buhlindac</span> just shared an <a style="text-decoration:none; color: #2f79c2" href="http://instagram.com/">Instagram</a> photo with you:</p> <div style='margin:0px auto; width: 480px; text-align:center'> <img style='margin-bottom: 0.4em; box-shadow: 0 0 10px #888; -webkit-box-shadow: 0 0 10px #888; -moz-box-shadow: 0 0 10px #888;' src="http://distilleryimage0.instagram.com/a7a0f31a065711e1a87612313804ec91_6.jpg"/><br/><a style="color:#2f79c2; text-decoration:none; font-style:italic; font-size:0.6em" href="http://instagr.am/p/Smcnw/">view full image</a> <p style="font-size:0.8em"></p> </div> Thanks,<br/> The Instagram Team <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-6007839166983714314?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-19001930015151804242011-02-16T09:44:00.001-05:002011-02-16T09:44:03.889-05:00<br /><br /><center><a href='https://picasaweb.google.com/COHcardinal/CreativeTitleIGotNuttin?locked=true#5574298168931953522'><img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TVvippdMq3I/AAAAAAAAFXc/-jKQGIuyf7M/s288/0.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />- Posted using BlogPress from my iPad<br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-1900193001515180424?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' 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href='https://picasaweb.google.com/COHcardinal/CreativeTitleIGotNuttin?locked=true#5574297030292809058'><img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TVvhnXseJWI/AAAAAAAAFXU/BDDFxbI06f8/s288/0.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />- Posted using BlogPress from my iPad<br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-4765881851085920806?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-26472858360356617482011-02-16T09:38:00.001-05:002011-02-16T09:38:16.023-05:00<br /><br /><br /><center><a href='https://picasaweb.google.com/COHcardinal/CreativeTitleIGotNuttin?locked=true#5574296669951723090'><img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TVvhSZUdhlI/AAAAAAAAFXQ/HWnnXathB7k/s288/0.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />- Posted using BlogPress from my iPad<br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-2647285836035661748?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-42563125492832949462011-02-16T09:36:00.001-05:002011-02-16T09:36:52.891-05:00<br /><br /><center><a href='https://picasaweb.google.com/COHcardinal/CreativeTitleIGotNuttin?locked=true#5574296342319948866'><img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TVvg_Uy9ZEI/AAAAAAAAFXM/rHPevmvHxRU/s288/0.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />- Posted using BlogPress from my iPad<br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-4256312549283294946?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' 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href='https://picasaweb.google.com/COHcardinal/CreativeTitleIGotNuttin?locked=true#5574277008178763970'><img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TVvPZ7gfWMI/AAAAAAAAFWw/sXwN_p6cF3A/s288/0.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />- Posted using BlogPress from my iPad<br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-338662113089261219?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-8066143037180806222011-02-03T07:28:00.001-05:002011-02-03T07:28:30.149-05:00lurve this!<br /><br /><br /><center><a href='https://picasaweb.google.com/COHcardinal/CreativeTitleIGotNuttin?locked=true#5569439176075429794'><img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TUqfbCgex6I/AAAAAAAAFUY/8LTWlDGOtvc/s288/0.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />- Posted using BlogPress from my iPad<br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-806614303718080622?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-28456535313250503192011-02-02T07:46:00.001-05:002011-02-02T07:46:13.880-05:00<br />I made a copy of a pillow i found on etsy! The little birds are made of felt with little embroidered eyes and feathers, on linen. <br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://picasaweb.google.com/COHcardinal/CreativeTitleIGotNuttin?locked=true#5569072662100710546'><img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TUlSFHjaFJI/AAAAAAAAFUE/uLzMSvr1LuE/s288/0.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />- Posted using BlogPress from my iPad<br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-2845653531325050319?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-4252531640132997862011-02-02T07:42:00.001-05:002011-02-02T07:42:05.115-05:00I've been working on a small first quilt for a week or so and making some progress. I've got the quilt top done and im pretty happy with it for a first effort!<br /><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://picasaweb.google.com/COHcardinal/CreativeTitleIGotNuttin?locked=true#5569071594116205762'><img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TUlRG9ADzMI/AAAAAAAAFUA/0FQWnPzNjF4/s288/0.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />- Posted using BlogPress from my iPad<br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-425253164013299786?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-83885286237174070922011-01-05T16:48:00.001-05:002011-01-05T16:48:23.516-05:00<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TSTnKLPy9oI/AAAAAAAAFRg/mxbagIHotvU/s1600/photo-703517.JPG"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TSTnKLPy9oI/AAAAAAAAFRg/mxbagIHotvU/s320/photo-703517.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558822002085787266" /></a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-8388528623717407092?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-89446304429792456282011-01-05T09:37:00.000-05:002011-01-05T09:39:21.127-05:00<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TSSCmSgMOQI/AAAAAAAAFRY/nJfL9r49nyk/s1600/SnipImage-761127.JPG"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TSSCmSgMOQI/AAAAAAAAFRY/nJfL9r49nyk/s320/SnipImage-761127.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558711434395531522" /></a></p><div class=WordSection1><p class=MsoNormal><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-8944630442979245628?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-86194628458190149082011-01-03T10:28:00.001-05:002011-01-03T10:28:59.245-05:00<div class='posterous_autopost'><div class="posterous_bookmarklet_entry"> <img src="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/buhlindac/jiIcgCbahogyHtJrolaEgibJFgFbceGhuzdhwymmErIwwfCgpbEmrGDuvyzv/media_httpwwwtallahas_ouFgF.jpg.scaled500.jpg" width="250" height="330"/> <div class="posterous_quote_citation">via <a href="http://www.tallahasseemagazine.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;task=view&amp;id=375&amp;Itemid=97">tallahasseemagazine.com</a></div> <p>Saw these this weekend - really weird.</p></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-8619462845819014908?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-91577500539505995092010-12-06T09:42:00.001-05:002010-12-06T09:42:39.838-05:00<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TPz2YFiTBgI/AAAAAAAAFQw/wOSJaLPtoCk/s1600/cheycookie-759839.jpg"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TPz2YFiTBgI/AAAAAAAAFQw/wOSJaLPtoCk/s320/cheycookie-759839.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547579734676932098" /></a></p>Making me laugh..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-9157750053950599509?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-2355944045102154482010-12-06T09:41:00.001-05:002010-12-06T09:41:26.720-05:00<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TPz2FzEM1HI/AAAAAAAAFQo/jP1-5Dda3HM/s1600/cookiehell-786721.jpg"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TPz2FzEM1HI/AAAAAAAAFQo/jP1-5Dda3HM/s320/cookiehell-786721.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547579420481213554" /></a></p>Making and icing cookies always seems like such a great idea until we are 30 cookies deep. Chey and I had fun making these together last night. I spent all my energy trying to squash her artistry into my martha stewart fantasy while she cheerfully made &quot;everything&quot; cookies (every variety of sprinkle on one cookie) - it was a great time.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-235594404510215448?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-83905615312644356862010-12-01T15:47:00.001-05:002010-12-01T15:47:31.591-05:00<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TPa0ZA_vh0I/AAAAAAAAFQU/Jp1nl1y98XE/s1600/burlap%2Band%2Bmuslin%2Btree-751592.jpg"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TPa0ZA_vh0I/AAAAAAAAFQU/Jp1nl1y98XE/s320/burlap%2Band%2Bmuslin%2Btree-751592.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545818333010429762" /></a></p>So, I&#39;ve been at it with the hot glue again. <br>This is the first of three of these trees I&#39;m making.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-8390561531264435686?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-40207213262179499542010-11-27T12:39:00.000-05:002010-11-27T12:39:37.120-05:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TPFByjnHnZI/AAAAAAAAFQQ/RetmN9nr1nA/s1600/quiltblocks1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TPFByjnHnZI/AAAAAAAAFQQ/RetmN9nr1nA/s320/quiltblocks1.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>&nbsp;Remember the rejected Cathedral Quilt Blocks? Well - two of them are rejects no more! Now they are a small zippered bag. Ignore the crap sewing in the next picture and just be as happy that I am that two less of these blocks are lounging around in my drawer!<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TPFBw54XeJI/AAAAAAAAFQM/sM6LlU9EdMI/s1600/IMG00202-20101125-2220.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TPFBw54XeJI/AAAAAAAAFQM/sM6LlU9EdMI/s320/IMG00202-20101125-2220.jpg" width="320" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TPFBwVKbB0I/AAAAAAAAFQI/0OKEJT2aK7Q/s1600/cq+bag+side.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TPFBwVKbB0I/AAAAAAAAFQI/0OKEJT2aK7Q/s320/cq+bag+side.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-4020721326217949954?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-47725230896312202312010-11-24T21:33:00.004-05:002010-11-26T01:24:40.100-05:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TO9OdbcP1_I/AAAAAAAAFQE/dADwVbXkw7c/s400/necktieowls.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TO9OdbcP1_I/AAAAAAAAFQE/dADwVbXkw7c/s320/necktieowls.jpg" width="152" /></a></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">I saw the tutorial for these on the Etsy shop "AllyAdeney". It was super easy to follow and I'm loving these little guys. After making the necktie pillow for my MawMaw, I had a ton of PawPaw's ties left over and wanted to make something for some of the other family members from them. These were a big hit. I made a couple as pins / brooches and a couple of them were magnets. Cute! The tutorial is here - http://www.etsy.com/shop/allyadeney.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-4772523089631220231?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-27113238575867432032010-11-24T21:17:00.001-05:002010-11-26T01:23:41.880-05:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TO0jpjV2bUI/AAAAAAAAFO0/V8lafaBHjxo/s1600/flowahs+%255B2%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TO0jpjV2bUI/AAAAAAAAFO0/V8lafaBHjxo/s320/flowahs+%255B2%255D.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">I stumbled on DashingEtc's Etsy shop while looking for ideas around felt flowers and LOVED LOVED LOVED what they do with felt. I decided to give it a try. Mine aren't nearly as pretty, and I still haven't decided what to do with them. But, nonetheless - there they are.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-2711323857586743203?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-19246717053818379912010-11-24T21:00:00.002-05:002010-11-26T09:49:47.996-05:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TO0MWjj7Y-I/AAAAAAAAFNE/4HQPh0dVbRs/s1600/chest.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TO0MWjj7Y-I/AAAAAAAAFNE/4HQPh0dVbRs/s320/chest.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TO0MXQfRKOI/AAAAAAAAFNI/xZo72PuZqSg/s1600/chest2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TO0MXQfRKOI/AAAAAAAAFNI/xZo72PuZqSg/s320/chest2.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TO0MYmtpgcI/AAAAAAAAFNM/AYVnn1TSeu8/s1600/drawer+%255B2%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TO0MYmtpgcI/AAAAAAAAFNM/AYVnn1TSeu8/s320/drawer+%255B2%255D.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TO0MZlMlnfI/AAAAAAAAFNQ/p7L4rc3Fd7c/s1600/drawer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TO0MZlMlnfI/AAAAAAAAFNQ/p7L4rc3Fd7c/s320/drawer.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">I need some crafting storage.&nbsp; I don't know where all the stuff I got came from, but its taking over my house. My gaming table is now covered, my office is being taken over - its a hot mess.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">I decided to take a chiffarobe that is in pretty bad shape and upcycle! It is a family piece of furniture that I am not willing to part with, but is not attractive enough to warrant a spot in a public location of my house. The black and turquoise match nothing in my house. I don't care. I'm so frakkin' in love with this thing since we painted it. The PSS took the fabric scraps and covered drawer dividers for me and we painted some pegboard and hung inside the door to hang tools and containers. I ordered some card catalog drawer pulls from Amazon for three bucks each and look how amazing it looks!!</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-1924671705381837991?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-71682095800183608482010-11-24T20:57:00.001-05:002010-11-26T10:03:27.314-05:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TO0jnL0CL0I/AAAAAAAAFOs/Avm3tSI3pUI/s1600/projectbag.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TO0jnL0CL0I/AAAAAAAAFOs/Avm3tSI3pUI/s320/projectbag.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Another attempt at a project from the Martha Encyclopedia of Sewing and Fabric Crafts (or something like that - its an awesome book). It turned out ok - was the first time I ever used bias tape! I'm not a very good seamstress and I am kind of just learning to sew. But I was happy with how it came out given my experience level and how some of my other efforts came out. The fabric was a 50% off remnant from JoAnne's so this was about a 5.00 project. (I had to buy bias tape - not even close to being able to make it myself).</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-7168209580018360848?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-59924961008113787662010-11-24T20:55:00.001-05:002010-11-26T10:14:56.959-05:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TO0MbEJ3upI/AAAAAAAAFNU/_0qN2jcgkNc/s1600/birdy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TO0MbEJ3upI/AAAAAAAAFNU/_0qN2jcgkNc/s320/birdy.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TO0NXBslhxI/AAAAAAAAFOc/qC3vzxvDDeM/s1600/birdpurse.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TO0NXBslhxI/AAAAAAAAFOc/qC3vzxvDDeM/s320/birdpurse.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">My daughter (19 years old btw) asked me to embroider this bird on a plain canvas tote bag for her. She picked up the bag at JoAnne's for 3 bucks. I bought the embroidery pattern from Sublime Stitching - http://sublimestitching.com. They have so many fun patterns, I have a hard time picking. The letters were an add-on requested by my daughter. I am going to pretend that I don't know what they mean.</span></div><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">I decided to try my hand at taking this to the next level by cutting the top of the bag (with the straps) off and then attached the bottom to these wooden purse handles that I had in my stash from an decidedly bad crochet project last winter. It needs a liner, that is still on my "to do" list. But, I think its awesome!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-5992496100811378766?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-81232809569069368892010-11-24T20:53:00.001-05:002010-11-26T10:36:54.769-05:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TO0MggcBRwI/AAAAAAAAFNs/IityvDIeyGI/s1600/scarf+red.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TO0MggcBRwI/AAAAAAAAFNs/IityvDIeyGI/s320/scarf+red.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TO0MfdIElRI/AAAAAAAAFNo/4eIridxeeGY/s1600/scarfgrey.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TO0MfdIElRI/AAAAAAAAFNo/4eIridxeeGY/s320/scarfgrey.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">So girly I could die!!!</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">I saw the pattern for these on&nbsp;<a href="http://3punkmom.blogspot.com/">Living with Punks</a> and really loved hers and wanted to try the tutorial. This is the first thing I have ever sewn successfully with the Singer and I can't believe how much I love them. </span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">&nbsp;The red one was made after I learned how to use the ruffler foot on the Singer - MUCH easier!</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-8123280956906936889?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-25411452514523827082010-11-24T20:52:00.001-05:002010-11-26T10:46:06.285-05:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TO0Mcp0sSsI/AAAAAAAAFNc/Vakt5cd3Pog/s1600/wallet1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TO0Mcp0sSsI/AAAAAAAAFNc/Vakt5cd3Pog/s320/wallet1.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TO0MdiwzmiI/AAAAAAAAFNg/OpwMjLzzTJE/s1600/wallet2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TO0MdiwzmiI/AAAAAAAAFNg/OpwMjLzzTJE/s320/wallet2.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">I made this wallet with my grandma's Singer. We almost had words - it was not happy about the thick layers of fabric. But HOLY MOLY I MADE A WALLET!! This is huge!!</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Look! It looks like a real wallet!!!&nbsp;</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">This tutorial was genius and mine looks just like hers does (well - with a few messy exceptions).</span></div><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">The tutorial was found at <a href="http://darnkat.wordpress.com/">That Darn Kat</a>&nbsp; - check it out.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-2541145251452382708?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-18767880988150167102010-11-24T20:50:00.000-05:002010-11-24T20:50:28.717-05:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TO0NU3UHVqI/AAAAAAAAFOU/ok4OwNBRbMc/s1600/mantle2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TO0NU3UHVqI/AAAAAAAAFOU/ok4OwNBRbMc/s320/mantle2.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />Sweaters from my closet used to cover the hurricane lamps and candles. The frame - a flea market find. We added the red and white ticking fabric and the bicycle built for two is something my PSS built for my PawPaw. Im really happy with it.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-1876788098815016710?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-88954294240546472202010-11-24T20:48:00.000-05:002010-11-24T20:48:20.024-05:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TO0NTb1yDcI/AAAAAAAAFOM/YIhyeWLlGYE/s1600/sweater+letters.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TO0NTb1yDcI/AAAAAAAAFOM/YIhyeWLlGYE/s320/sweater+letters.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />Letters - 3.00<br />Yarn - free - I already had it.<br />Sweater for the A and the chicken - free - its my PawPaws (who passed away last year, so it's special).<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-8895429424054647220?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-48248349278782074672010-11-24T20:46:00.000-05:002010-11-24T20:46:01.578-05:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TO0NSg92KCI/AAAAAAAAFOI/5ro2hKx6sBA/s1600/coffee+filter+wreath.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TO0NSg92KCI/AAAAAAAAFOI/5ro2hKx6sBA/s320/coffee+filter+wreath.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />So I, like everyone else in the crafty blogosphere, had to try my hand at the coffee filter wreath. My family thought I was crazy. Hell, I thought I was crazy too - a jillion coffee filters later - look how pretty!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-4824834927878207467?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-14496568973595541542010-11-24T10:32:00.000-05:002010-11-24T10:32:16.988-05:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TO0jmTrLRTI/AAAAAAAAFOo/03EYkduPV9s/s1600/laundry+area.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TO0jmTrLRTI/AAAAAAAAFOo/03EYkduPV9s/s320/laundry+area.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />This is my laundry room / mud room. It used to be pink. We didn't love it. It didn't give me the warm and fuzzies during laundry time. It gave me the heebie jeebies.<br />Paint - Grey.<br />Trim - White.<br />Me - love it, but bored, with access to car keys and Ace Hardware. (which I love, by the way).<br /><br />I have been wanting to do some fake vinyl wall art - fake meaning - homemade with contact paper, but hadn't really found what I wanted or couldn't find black contact paper on sale in a store I could drive to. (don't love waiting on shipping when I get fired up about one of these projects).<br />So I surfed and surfed and surfed the vinyl art websites until something inspired me and I went for the bubbles. White and chrome contact paper - a couple of bowls and a compass. Ive got bubbles in the laundry room and I LOVE IT!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-1449656897359554154?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-56321740540747358972010-11-24T10:19:00.000-05:002010-11-24T10:19:36.901-05:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TO0MhtCEvyI/AAAAAAAAFNw/EEVqzyQioGE/s1600/quiltpillowblock.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TO0MhtCEvyI/AAAAAAAAFNw/EEVqzyQioGE/s320/quiltpillowblock.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>After finally getting a system perfected for creating two blocks that are the same size, I was on a roll. PSS and I were churning these babies out. All of the fabrics are vintage scraps that my MawMaw gave me. I had so much fun sorting them into color piles and recognizing the fabrics used to make some of the clothes I wore when I was a kid. (HeeHaw Printed Bib Overalls anyone? - actual words HeeHaw with Donkey printed on actual fabric used to construct actual clothes that actual children, ME, used to wear? Anyone, Anyone?).<br /><br />However, the precision, patience and attention span required to made an entire quilt or runner or anything bigger than what you see pictured&nbsp; - I dont have it. So this is it. Quilting - CHECK! Gonna call it a pillow - and gonna call it a day on that crafting tangent. I have a whole new respect for my MawMaw's patience and precision levels.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-5632174054074735897?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-77395851937218109362010-11-24T10:08:00.000-05:002010-11-24T10:08:26.238-05:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TO0MedjSY6I/AAAAAAAAFNk/e1i3J0YOvw0/s1600/quiltblocks1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TO0MedjSY6I/AAAAAAAAFNk/e1i3J0YOvw0/s320/quiltblocks1.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>I know I'm losing some of my well-earned street cred here. Ok, I don't really have any street cred. but if I did, this would kill it.<br />My MawMaw made beautiful beautiful beautiful - am I being clear here? BEAUTIFUL cathedral window quilts, runners, whatever. I have loved them since I was a kid. She couldn't remember how to made the blocks to explain it to me - so I googled. And of course - the crafting community was able to guide me.<br />Cathedral Window is a pattern for a quilt-as-you-go quilt. It requires a fair amount of precision due to the right angles and geometry of the whole ordeal.<br />I have some issues with precision as it relates to handicrafting. I'm also "challenged" or "special needsy" in the area of spatial relationships. Maybe it wasn't the best choice for ME, personally. Maybe I could have selected something more suited to my personal style - like Modge Podging.<br /><br />Oh No, not I. I can DO THIS!!!<br /><br />Actually, I can't do this. Not alone anyway. I had to recruit primary spousal support. HE can cut a perfect square that doesn't go wonky on one side. HE can iron in the necessary seam allowances that then result AGAIN in a perfect square that doesn't go wonky on one side. I can provide the VISION! And the stitching from that point forward. These are our initial efforts and making two squares that are the exact same size so that we can sew them together. Not so successful at first. These are actually the reject pile. None of them are exactly the same size as any other.<br /><br />These rejects have now moved to "unfinished projects" as I am convinced I can eventually make something from them.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-7739585193721810936?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-45933806572300051162010-11-24T09:50:00.000-05:002010-11-24T09:50:28.470-05:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TO0jovH6HvI/AAAAAAAAFOw/Sa0xwUkf6x0/s1600/singer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TO0jovH6HvI/AAAAAAAAFOw/Sa0xwUkf6x0/s320/singer.jpg" width="320" />&nbsp;</a>&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> This is my Grandma's sewing machine. It weighs 700lbs. She carried it up from the basement and asked if my primary spousal support could take a look at it and get it working again. We brought it home and the answer was "no". The thread snapped every time we tried to sew anything. Same issue she had been having. PSS took it to a local repair shop and it was determined that there were some technical problems preventing the proper operation of this machine.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">The needle was inserted backwards.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">He offered to oil the machine and tune it and whatnot. We decided that would be a good birthday gift for my MawMaw and had it done. When we took the machine to MawMaw for her birthday and gushed over how much we love it, she asked if we would like to make a trade. Our 15 year old machine for her old old machine. The newer machine was lighter and easier to thread and move around for her on her own. We were all over it!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">It has some challenges. It hates layers of fabric. It hates me, also. It needs lots of kind words and encouragement to do what I ask it to without complaint. Granted, I ask it to do alot of crazy s*&amp;^. But we are developing a relationship, slowly.&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">All of the sewing project's that are posted are made with this machine. Unless they were made with THIS machine (pointing to myself, with thumbs...chest puffed out.)! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-4593380657230005116?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-69196264114422007592010-11-24T09:28:00.000-05:002010-11-24T09:28:07.143-05:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TO0McKcBO1I/AAAAAAAAFNY/WpruNOuaTVU/s1600/nook+cover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TO0McKcBO1I/AAAAAAAAFNY/WpruNOuaTVU/s320/nook+cover.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">A Nook, A Nook, A Nook! I do the happy dance every time I think about my wittle nookie nookster McNookieNess. I love it! Thank you, Karen for the Nook! But, the arrival of the Nook started a frenzy of cover shopping. I needed just the right cover, something that made a statement.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> A statement like, "Look! Look! I got a Nook!"</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Sew..I mean SOOOOOO - I made one to "tide me ovah" until I could find one that would meet my stringent critieria. Must be geektastic. Must made aforementioned statement. Must actually cover Nookie McNookerson.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">In my world, these types of ideas, once rooted in my mind - take priority over EVERYTHING. Including but not limited to - wintertime warmth. My daughter donated her 19.99 Old Navy Peacoat from last year. No, it wasn't worn out. No, it hadn't been retired. Yes, I promised to buy her a new one. Yes, the offer of a new (probably pricier) coat bribed her out of hers. I wanted the navy "wool". I cut it up and googled "blanket stitch" to figure out how to make the stripey stitch on the edges to hold it together and patched together a robot out of vintage fabric scraps given to me by my grandmother. (Except the arms, which are a garland from a christmas card I received last year.) Months have passed, I STILL haven't bought a cover and am still making do with this guy.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-6919626411442200759?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-55045530894097685312010-11-24T09:14:00.001-05:002010-11-24T09:15:57.130-05:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TO0MjSgyGvI/AAAAAAAAFN4/wszplucXv9Y/s1600/scarf.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TO0MjSgyGvI/AAAAAAAAFN4/wszplucXv9Y/s320/scarf.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Occasionally, I let a few projects go unfinished. Specifically, projects that can't be completed in 24 hours. So I'm trying to make it a priority to finish off a few of those dangling efforts. This scarf is one of those things. I found the pattern for the cogs on a blog somewhere (I can't seem to dig it back up to link it up) and decided that I would crochet some of them and applique them to this scarf (5.00 scarf purchased at Clair's). This whole thing happened approximately a year ago. I made the cogs, I pinned them in place on the scarf. I started stitching them to the scarf. I folded the scarf. I put the scarf on a table. I needed the table space a week later. I moved the scarf to a yarn bin full of crochet hooks and projects and whatnot. I found a cooler pattern. I saw something shiny. Someone started talking to me. The phone rang. Whatever - a year later its still folded and has been moved over and over and still isn't completed. I hated the way the sewing looked after I tried to attach the cogs to the scarf and couldn't decide on a better method blah blah blah.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">This weekend - I bit the bullet - got the scarf out, and hot-glued the cogs to the scarf. It worked, I'm happy - scarf finished.</span></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-5504553089409768531?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-82719111180336874162010-11-24T08:58:00.000-05:002010-11-24T08:58:31.935-05:00<div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">I've been on a weird tangent lately, making a ton of crazy random crafts. Primarily other peoples ideas&nbsp; - the crafting / DIY world online is HUGE. Who knew? Well, probably everyone but me, moving on...</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">A trifecta of time-killing hobbies all culminating in some fridge magnets. First, I bought a Chinese Brush Painting Kit one weekend at Hobby Lobby on a lark and spent approximately 24 hours deeply consumed by this ancient art. The penguins and the dog are the product of that 24 hours. Secondly, I completed some pencil drawing tutorials that are available online. (drawspace.com and pencilonly.com) The tree and the eye are the products of that weekend obsession. Thirdly, I plugged my scanner back up for the first time in months and started scanning everything in sight and modge podging everything not nailed down.</span></div><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size: x-small;">&nbsp;<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">VOILA!! Fridge Magnets!</span></span><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TO0MTvd67DI/AAAAAAAAFM8/D1WCuqeGjk8/s1600/magnets.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TO0MTvd67DI/AAAAAAAAFM8/D1WCuqeGjk8/s320/magnets.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-8271911118033687416?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-20310771560394410172010-10-25T23:43:00.000-04:002010-10-25T23:43:20.406-04:0020 minutes until the release of Fable 3 in the US!!!! I will be at the Gamestop in the morning and will hopefully be able to tear myself away long enough to post my impressions by evening.<br /><br />Secondarily, (ONLY because of Fable 3) RockBand 3 releases tomorrow, as well. I am SO EXCITED! KEYBOARDS!!! I have gotten the cortisone shots in my wrist - the tendinitis that I picked up as a result of my initial round of obsession with Rock Band has healed. <br /><br />This is going to do wonders for my aimless wandering around the house in the evenings.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-2031077156039441017?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-23290940477116205242010-10-25T23:35:00.000-04:002010-10-25T23:35:00.656-04:00My Maw Maw asked me to make something from my Paw Paws neckties. (He passed away last year.) I'm really loving how this pillow turned out. We are taking it to her for her birthday!<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TMSNIP23clI/AAAAAAAAFIw/qZfrJwkMPbA/s1600/necktie+pillow.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TMSNIP23clI/AAAAAAAAFIw/qZfrJwkMPbA/s320/necktie+pillow.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-2329094047711620524?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-83594430110799459502010-10-22T02:00:00.000-04:002010-10-22T02:00:07.639-04:00<a href="http://buhlindac.me/">Buhlinda Clark</a>: "<p><b>Not my real name.</b></p><p></p><p>Mother, Wife, Reader, Writer, Learner, Tap Dancer (if watching<br />YouTube instructional videos and owning tap shoes counts), doodler,<br />crochet arteest, European Board Gamer (sounds snooty, right? Cause it<br />is!!), Video Gamer, Rock Band Master, reader of craft blogs and<br />collector of crafting stuff and non-completer of actual crafts,<br />self-improvement wanna-be and purveyor of too much snarkiness (if such a<br />thing exists and if “snarkiness” is actually a word).</p><br /><p>IT chick (networks), Project Manager (Cisco VOIP – holla!), hiding my real identity, controlling my Google Presence.</p><br /> <p></p>"<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-8359443011079945950?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-44901302648279168352010-10-22T01:55:00.001-04:002010-10-22T01:55:35.560-04:00<div class='posterous_autopost'><div class="posterous_bookmarklet_entry"> <object data="http://www.youtube.com/v/xGbtsutWD6s?f=user_uploads&amp;d=AV_euK1r7D1h5d0ekKEAESEO88HsQjpE1a8d1GxQnGDm&amp;app=youtube_gdata" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="400" width="500"> <param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xGbtsutWD6s?f=user_uploads&amp;d=AV_euK1r7D1h5d0ekKEAESEO88HsQjpE1a8d1GxQnGDm&amp;app=youtube_gdata" /> <param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /> <param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /> <param name="wmode" value="opaque" /> </object><div class="posterous_quote_citation">via <a href="http://buhlindac.me/">buhlindac.me</a></div> <p></p></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-4490130264827916835?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-61023486771554260812010-09-07T11:54:00.000-04:002010-09-07T11:54:25.190-04:00Got home and looked at the blog and had a WTF?!?! AYFKM?!?! moment - what the hell is all that sprint crap? Apparently I attached instead of inserting to my emails when I was mobile posting. So - pulled them all down and am re posting them. I think its fair to say that they will be both NEW and IMPROVED.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-6102348677155426081?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-3324054798702860382010-09-02T19:41:00.001-04:002010-09-02T19:41:57.593-04:00<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TIA2Reu9asI/AAAAAAAAEo0/RFcZw8mVhrM/s1600/rules-717594.jpg"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TIA2Reu9asI/AAAAAAAAEo0/RFcZw8mVhrM/s400/rules-717594.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512465617837189826" /></a></p>Look about three-fourths of the way down at the rules about BATHING - only at nerdi-gras!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-332405479870286038?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-38486304742972454372010-09-02T19:11:00.001-04:002010-09-02T19:11:08.421-04:00<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TIAvDOPh7wI/AAAAAAAAEos/oIwkJuFmPpQ/s1600/arriving!-768422.jpg"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TIAvDOPh7wI/AAAAAAAAEos/oIwkJuFmPpQ/s400/arriving!-768422.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512457676310834946" /></a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-3848630474297245437?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-7414165967178357512010-09-02T11:25:00.001-04:002010-09-02T11:25:13.177-04:00<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TH_B2W63zDI/AAAAAAAAEok/OoPbEMBl_oA/s1600/dragoncon+hair-713178.jpg"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TH_B2W63zDI/AAAAAAAAEok/OoPbEMBl_oA/s400/dragoncon+hair-713178.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512337608534379570" /></a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-741416596717835751?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-55539575874699997032010-09-01T13:34:00.001-04:002010-09-01T13:34:16.027-04:00<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TH6OmBWv7hI/AAAAAAAAEoc/Y27iKyC9fOU/s1600/mr+batwoman-756029.jpg"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TH6OmBWv7hI/AAAAAAAAEoc/Y27iKyC9fOU/s400/mr+batwoman-756029.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511999777798090258" /></a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-5553957587469999703?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-19813736489826751142010-09-01T13:20:00.001-04:002010-09-01T13:20:15.024-04:00<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TH6LT7A-8xI/AAAAAAAAEoU/5bmo4bd2wF0/s1600/belt+-+finished-715025.jpg"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TH6LT7A-8xI/AAAAAAAAEoU/5bmo4bd2wF0/s400/belt+-+finished-715025.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511996168323658514" /></a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-1981373648982675114?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-77334266522277898402010-09-01T09:26:00.001-04:002010-09-01T09:26:14.285-04:00<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TH5UduESq-I/AAAAAAAAEoM/vBzuSjZs0UQ/s1600/batwoman+costume-774286.jpg"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TH5UduESq-I/AAAAAAAAEoM/vBzuSjZs0UQ/s400/batwoman+costume-774286.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511935863507037154" /></a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-7733426652227789840?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-40465328890946934402010-09-01T08:52:00.001-04:002010-09-01T08:52:21.898-04:00<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TH5MhdFCExI/AAAAAAAAEn8/NzBfX2zgZJs/s1600/IMG00019-20100901-0850-741899.jpg"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TH5MhdFCExI/AAAAAAAAEn8/NzBfX2zgZJs/s400/IMG00019-20100901-0850-741899.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511927131573195538" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TH5Mhy-A5wI/AAAAAAAAEoE/kxskC6O42OY/s1600/IMG00020-20100901-0850-743674.jpg"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TH5Mhy-A5wI/AAAAAAAAEoE/kxskC6O42OY/s400/IMG00020-20100901-0850-743674.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511927137449338626" /></a></p>Busy day today and tomorrow. Prep for dcon continues. Gotta get a cawfee makah - staying in the Hilton and can&#39;t be fighting that line at the coffee downstairs.<br> Still need boots for Batwoman - have to go to the transvestite store today (&quot;Drag Factory&quot; - ha!) to get them as they are the only place I can find that has size 10 knee high red boots. Work continues on the mask and the utility belt - Mr. Batwoman is busy painting, how&#39;s that for waiting until the last minute?<br> Mr. Batwoman is also painting a helmet for another con-goer and sewing her vest for what is looking like a pretty good Daft Punk costume.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-4046532889094693440?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-13689673109427727482010-08-31T16:14:00.001-04:002010-08-31T16:14:41.337-04:00<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TH1iscVKGlI/AAAAAAAAEn0/OLyjBS1hDiI/s1600/IMG00017-20100831-1613-781339.jpg"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TH1iscVKGlI/AAAAAAAAEn0/OLyjBS1hDiI/s400/IMG00017-20100831-1613-781339.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511670034630056530" /></a></p>Can you STAND the cuteness??<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-1368967310942772748?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-73328825193829507082010-08-31T10:05:00.001-04:002010-08-31T10:05:43.337-04:00<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TH0MN1QGOqI/AAAAAAAAEns/njck2j3Z264/s1600/IMG00016-20100830-1612-743338.jpg"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TH0MN1QGOqI/AAAAAAAAEns/njck2j3Z264/s400/IMG00016-20100830-1612-743338.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511574950743784098" /></a></p>Today is costume day, in other words it shipped from the lady sewing it yesterday and will be here today. IM EXCITED!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-7332882519382950708?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-62357378379570643302010-08-30T17:33:00.001-04:002010-08-30T17:33:36.058-04:00Now what - this working?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-6235737837957064330?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-73146186953752582312010-08-30T16:24:00.001-04:002010-08-30T16:24:38.483-04:00<div class='posterous_autopost'><p>Hey Posterous - lets TEST this thing so you will take that damn message off of my screen...super annoying!!</p></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-7314618695375258231?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-67115417489133345142010-08-30T15:47:00.001-04:002010-08-30T15:47:35.696-04:00<div class='posterous_autopost'> Testing from a different source!!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-6711541748913334514?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-6859131441275422762010-08-21T08:44:00.000-04:002010-08-21T08:44:45.838-04:00<div class="mobile-photo"></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507841678903098338" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/TG_I0z4cO-I/AAAAAAAAEnk/mo7m2ES08LM/s400/IMG00008-20100820-1901-723571.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" /></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: lime; font-size: large;">Picked this up at JoAnns last night, Im gonna make it. I love the retro shape. Domestic Diva, that's me!</span></td></tr></tbody></table><a name='more'></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-685913144127542276?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-85532925888208282382010-08-21T08:20:00.000-04:002010-08-21T08:20:54.541-04:00<a href="http://historiclols.cheezburger.com/2010/08/18/funny-pictures-history-future-man/?utm_source=feedburner&amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+HistoricLOLs+%28Historic+LOLs%29&amp;utm_content=Google+Reader">Future Man: The Bearer of Bad News - Historic LOL - Captioned Portraits of Yore</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-8553292588820828238?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-72788928880700771142010-01-14T13:29:00.000-05:002010-01-14T13:29:33.118-05:00<div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'><a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/S09ijFI7fSI/AAAAAAAAEZU/OQtUL8OOdO0/s1600-h/IMG00022-20100114-1217.jpg'><img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/S09ijFI7fSI/AAAAAAAAEZU/OQtUL8OOdO0/s400/IMG00022-20100114-1217.jpg' border='0' alt='' /></a>&nbsp;</div><div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-7278892888070077114?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-68061558003017187632010-01-14T13:28:00.000-05:002010-01-14T13:28:16.861-05:00<div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'><a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/S09iP35V8VI/AAAAAAAAEZM/RQSOEuGtedo/s1600-h/IMG00018-20100114-1214.jpg'><img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/S09iP35V8VI/AAAAAAAAEZM/RQSOEuGtedo/s400/IMG00018-20100114-1214.jpg' border='0' alt='' /></a>&nbsp;</div><div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-6806155800301718763?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-78725537547319525242009-11-12T11:54:00.001-05:002009-11-12T11:54:53.484-05:00I am racking my brain for a reason that I need one of these, I really want to need it..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-7872553754731952524?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-735353229788534742009-11-12T11:19:00.000-05:002009-11-12T11:20:21.015-05:001. Don’t overthink. Too much thinking often results in getting stuck, in going in circles. Some thinking is good — it’s good to have a clear picture of where you’re going or why you’re doing this — but don’t get stuck thinking. Just do.<br />2. Just start. All the planning in the world will get you nowhere. You need to take that first step, no matter how small or how shaky. My rule for motivating myself to run is: Just lace up your shoes and get out the door. The rest takes care of itself.<br />3. Forget perfection. Perfectionism is the enemy of action. Kill it, immediately. You can’t let perfect stop you from doing. You can turn a bad draft into a good one, but you can’t turn no draft into a good draft. So get going.<br />4. Don’t mistake motion for action. A common mistake. A fury of activity doesn’t mean you’re doing anything. When you find yourself moving too quickly, doing too many things at once, this is a good reminder to stop. Slow down. Focus.<br />5. Focus on the important actions. Clear the distractions. Pick the one most important thing you must do today, and focus on that. Exclusively. When you’re done with that, repeat the process.<br />6. Move slowly, consciously. Be deliberate. Action doesn’t need to be done fast. In fact, that often leads to mistakes, and while perfection isn’t at all necessary, neither is making a ridiculous amount of mistakes that could be avoided with a bit of consciousness.<br />7. Take small steps. Biting off more than you can chew will kill the action. Maybe because of choking, I dunno. But small steps always works. Little tiny blows that will eventually break down that mountain. And each step is a victory, that will compel you to further victories.<br />8. Negative thinking gets you nowhere. Seriously, stop doing that. Self doubt? The urge to quit? Telling yourself that it’s OK to be distracted and that you can always get to it later? Squash those thoughts. Well, OK, you can be distracted for a little bit, but you get the idea. Positive thinking, as corny as it sounds, really works. It’s self-talk, and what we tell ourselves has a funny habit of turning into reality.<br />9. Meetings aren’t action. This is a common mistake in management. They hold meetings to get things done. Meetings, unfortunately, almost always get in the way of actual doing. Stop holding those meetings!<br />10. Talking (usually) isn’t action. Well, unless the action you need to take is a presentation or speech or something. Or you’re a television broadcaster. But usually, talking is just talking. Communication is necessary, but don’t mistake it for actual action.<br />11. Planning isn’t action. Sure, you need to plan. Do it, so you’re clear about what you’re doing. Just do it quickly, and get to the actual action as quickly as you can.<br />12. Reading about it isn’t action. You’re reading an article about action. Ironic, I know. But let this be the last one. Now get to work!<br />13. Sometimes, inaction is better. This might be the most ironic thing on the list, but really, if you find yourself spinning your wheels, or you find you’re doing more harm than good, rethink whether the action is even necessary. Or better yet, do this from the beginning — is it necessary? Only do the action if it is.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-73535322978853474?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-20253785000394367152009-09-14T06:25:00.002-04:002009-09-14T06:28:26.022-04:00Dragoncon 2009 - not my most photo-worthy con. There is a reason I didn't mini-blog during this one. I barely left the basement where the gamers hide. I worked my shifts and then ate and slept, changed clothes a couple of times and during all other free time I gamed. Alot. I had a great time and met a ton of fun people and reconnected with a ton of friends.<br />Facebook, formerly "dead to me" has been resurrected as a result. I feel shame.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-2025378500039436715?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-38767452131993763632009-08-26T14:59:00.003-04:002009-08-26T15:14:58.518-04:00Loyal Readers, I would like to renew my committment, for the umpteenth year in a row to blog my DragonCon experience. I vow to post the very snarkiest commentary, the wittiest observations about the lamest costumes and firsthand reviews of every gaming judge that has the good fortune to land me at his table.<br /><br />Additionally, I vow to produce photos of aforementioned costumes, judges as well as photographic examples, nae, PROOF that geeks get their groove on during this four days. This will require me to not only carry a camera, but make sure that it has batteries as well as available memory, this is a longshot, but nevertheless..I VOW!!!<br /><br />What I will NOT be doing at DragonCon this year, is twittering, tweeting, etc. Additionally, I will not be Facebooking. I formally declare both of those activities to be dead to me.<br /><br />If you are attending DragonCon 2009 in Atlanta, Ga. and would like to interact with BuhlindaC face-to-face, I can be found at the gaming registration tables for several hours each day. Ask me about the BuhlindaC DragonCon scavenger hunt game!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-3876745213199376363?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-57788278360286935682009-08-26T14:56:00.002-04:002009-08-26T14:58:51.527-04:00I swear to gawd, this wasn't humor, it was science...the guy that wrote this should get a grant to further study this basic human behavior. Or at minimum, he should stop watching me..<br /><br />Random things we think: <br /><br />1. -I wish Google Maps had an "Avoid Ghetto" routing option.<br /><br />2. -More often than not, when someone is telling me a story all I can think about is that I can't wait for them to finish so that I can tell my own story that's not only better, but also more directly involves me.<br /><br />3. -Nothing sucks more than that moment during an argument when you realize you're wrong.<br /><br />4. -I don't understand the purpose of the line, "I don't need to drink to have fun." Great, no one does. But why start a fire with flint and sticks when they've invented the lighter?<br /><br />5. -Have you ever been walking down the street and realized that you're going in the complete opposite direction of where you are supposed to be going? But instead of just turning a 180 and walking back in the direction from which you came, you have to first do something like check your watch or phone or make a grand arm gesture and mutter to yourself to ensure that no one in the surrounding area thinks you're crazy by randomly switching directions on the sidewalk.<br /><br />6. -That's enough, Nickelback.<br /><br />7. -I totally take back all those times I didn't want to nap when I was younger.<br /><br />8. -Is it just me, or are 80% of the people in the "people you may know" feature on Facebook people that I do know, but I deliberately choose not to be friends with?<br /><br />9. -Do you remember when you were a kid, playing Nintendo and it wouldn't work? You take the cartridge out, blow in it and that would magically fix the problem. Every kid in America did that, but how did we all know how to fix<br />10.the problem? There was no internet or message boards or FAQ's. We just figured it out. Today's kids are soft.<br /><br />11.-There is a great need for sarcasm font.<br /><br />12.-Sometimes, I'll watch a movie that I watched when I was younger and suddenly realize I had no idea what the f was going on when I first saw it.<br /><br />13.-I think everyone has a movie that they love so much, it actually becomes stressful to watch it with other people. I'll end up wasting 90 minutes shiftily glancing around to confirm that everyone's laughing at the right parts, then making sure I laugh just a little bit harder (and a millisecond earlier) to prove that I'm still the only one who really, really gets it.<br /><br />14.-How the hell are you supposed to fold a fitted sheet?<br /><br />15.-I would rather try to carry 10 plastic grocery bags in each hand than take 2 trips to bring my groceries in.<br /><br />16.I think part of a best friend's job should be to immediately clear your computer history if you die.<br /><br />17.-The only time I look forward to a red light is when I’m trying to finish a text.<br /><br />18.A recent study has shown that playing beer pong contributes to the spread of mono and the flu. Yeah, if you suck at it.<br /><br />19.Was learning cursive really necessary?<br /><br />20.Lol has gone from meaning, "laugh out loud" to "I have nothing else to say".<br /><br />21.I have a hard time deciphering the fine line between boredom and hunger.<br /><br />22.Answering the same letter three times or more in a row on a Scantron test is absolutely petrifying.<br /><br />23.My brother's Municipal League baseball team is named the Stepdads. Seeing as none of the guys on the team are actual stepdads, I inquired about the name. He explained, "Cuz we beat you, and you hate us." Classy, bro.<br /><br />24.Whenever someone says "I'm not book smart, but I'm street smart", all I hear is "I'm not real smart, but I'm imaginary smart".<br /><br />25.How many times is it appropriate to say "What?" before you just nod and smile because you still didn't hear what they said?<br /><br />26.I love the sense of camaraderie when an entire line of cars teams up to prevent a dick from cutting in at the front. Stay strong, brothers!<br /><br />27.Every time I have to spell a word over the phone using 'as in' examples, I will undoubtedly draw a blank and sound like a complete idiot. Today I had to spell my boss's last name to an attorney and said "Yes that's G as in...(10 second lapse)..ummm...Goonies"<br /><br />28.-What would happen if I hired two private investigators to follow each other?<br /><br />29.While driving yesterday I saw a banana peel in the road and instinctively swerved to avoid it...thanks Mario Kart.<br /><br />30.MapQuest really needs to start their directions on #5. Pretty sure I know how to get out of my neighborhood.<br /><br />31.Obituaries would be a lot more interesting if they told you how the person died.<br /><br />32.I find it hard to believe there are actually people who get in the shower first and THEN turn on the water.<br /><br />33.-Shirts get dirty. Underwear gets dirty. Pants? Pants never get dirty, and you can wear them forever.<br /><br />34.I would like to officially coin the phrase 'catching the swine flu' to be used as a way to make fun of a friend for hooking up with an overweight woman. Example: "Dave caught the swine flu last night."<br /><br />35.-I can't remember the last time I wasn't at least kind of tired.<br /><br />36.Bad decisions make good stories<br /><br />37.-Whenever I'm Facebook stalking someone and I find out that their profile is public I feel like a kid on Christmas morning who just got the Red Ryder BB gun that I always wanted. 546 pictures? Don't mind if I do!<br /><br />38.Is it just me or do high school girls get sluttier & sluttier every year?<br /><br />39.-If Carmen San Diego and Waldo ever got together, their offspring would probably just be completely invisible.<br /><br />40.-Why is it that during an ice-breaker, when the whole room has to go around and say their name and where they are from, I get so incredibly nervous? Like I know my name, I know where I'm from, this shouldn't be a problem....<br /><br />41.-You never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment at work when you've made up your mind that you just aren't doing anything productive for the rest of the day.<br /><br />42.-Can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after DVDs? I don't want to have to restart my collection.<br /><br />43.-There's no worse feeling than that millisecond you're sure you are going to die after leaning your chair back a little too far.<br /><br />44.-I'm always slightly terrified when I exit out of Word and it asks me if I want to save any changes to my ten page research paper that I swear I did not make any changes to.<br /><br />45."Do not machine wash or tumble dry" means I will never wash this ever.<br /><br />46.-I hate being the one with the remote in a room full of people watching TV. There's so much pressure. 'I love this show, but will they judge me if I keep it on? I bet everyone is wishing we weren't watching this. It's only a matter of time before they all get up and leave the room. Will we still be friends after this?'<br /><br />47.-I hate when I just miss a call by the last ring (Hello? Hello? Dammit!), but when I immediately call back, it rings nine times and goes to voicemail. What'd you do after I didn't answer? Drop the phone and run away?<br /><br />48.I hate leaving my house confident and looking good and then not seeing anyone of importance the entire day. What a waste.<br /><br />49.-When I meet a new girl, I'm terrified of mentioning something she hasn't already told me but that I have learned from some light internet stalking.<br /><br />50.-I like all of the music in my iTunes, except when it's on shuffle, then I like about one in every fifteen songs in my iTunes.<br /><br />51.-Why is a school zone 20 mph? That seems like the optimal cruising speed for pedophiles...<br /><br />52.As a driver I hate pedestrians, and as a pedestrian I hate drivers, but no matter what the mode of transportation, I always hate cyclists.<br /><br />53.-Sometimes I'll look down at my watch 3 consecutive times and still not know what time it is.<br /><br />54.-It should probably be called Unplanned Parenthood.<br /><br />55.-I keep some people's phone numbers in my phone just so I know not to answer when they call.<br /><br />56.-Even if I knew your social security number, I wouldn't know what do to with it.<br /><br />57.-Even under ideal conditions people have trouble locating their car keys in a pocket, hitting the G-spot, and Pinning the Tail on the Donkey - but I’d bet my ass everyone can find and push the Snooze button from 3 feet away, in about 1.7 seconds, eyes closed, first time every time...<br /><br />58.-My 4-year old son asked me in the car the other day "Dad what would happen if you ran over a ninja?" How the hell do I respond to that?<br /><br />59.-It really pisses me off when I want to read a story on CNN.com and the link takes me to a video instead of text.<br /><br />60.-I wonder if cops ever get pissed off at the fact that everyone they drive behind obeys the speed limit.<br /><br />61.-I think the freezer deserves a light as well.<br /><br />62.-I disagree with Kay Jewelers. I would bet on any given Friday or Saturday night more kisses begin with Miller Lites than Kay.<br /><br />63.-The other night I ordered takeout, and when I looked in the bag, saw they had included four sets of plastic silverware. In other words, someone at the restaurant packed my order, took a second to think about it, and then estimated that there must be at least four people eating to require such a large amount of food. Too bad I was eating by myself. There's nothing like being made to feel like a fat bastard before dinner.<br /><br />64.-I love how people 'peek' in the CHAT window to see who else is online...then go Off line 2 seconds later. What? I'm not cool enough to talk to???<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-5778827836028693568?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-33869882067577453432009-03-19T20:50:00.002-04:002009-03-20T07:53:31.780-04:00<span style="font-size:85%;">Oh. My. God.<br /><br />Ive been working on a video card problem that I have been having with my laptop for over a month. The CPU has been pegging after 20 mins or so of work and the GPU in this monster is running crazy hot. Keeping this laptop in your lap for more than 30 mins or so while utilizing heavy graphics applications - not an option unless you like yo thighs crispy fried.<br /><br />After trying everything I could possibly think of including some wacky ideas posted by random strangers on the world wide interwebs - (not that you can't be trusted), I completely wiped the laptop and reloaded using the most stringent wipe and reloading techniques ever documented and published by mankind. Didn't work. Same problem.<br /><br />After much hand wringing, some cigarette smoking and with my senses honed razor sharp by several adult beverages - I ran across a blog post on Dell's customer service "blog" - cause Dell is uber hip and happenin and they now "Blog" communications to the customer. (Next week they stop blogging and all customer facing communications will be initiated via Twitter and word of mouth at Starbucks).<br /><br />The post detailed a problem they have with the Latitude D820 and NVidia Quadro NVS 110M GPUs. The same problem (gasp) that has Nvidia fighting a class action lawsuit. Dell has extended the warranty on the machines sold with this video card by a year. I could have used an email, Dell. You have my address. You know I have this computer with this video card - the all important Service Tag - remember? But Dell is "over" emails for customer notifications...its all about the "blog". AYFKM?!?<br /><br />With this knowledge in hand, I inititate contact with the service department via instant message. The following takes place:<br /><br /><br /></span><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">This is an automated email sent from Dell Chat. The following information is a log of your session. Please save the log for your records.<br />Your session ID for this incident is 262ayfkm.<br />Time Details<br />03/17/2009 04:01:24PMSession Started with Agent (LIBs_Charlottel_146661)<br /><br />03/17/2009 04:01:31PMAgent (LIBs_Charlottel_146661): "Hi! Thank you for contacting DELL Chat Support. My name is Charlotte. How can I help you today?<br />Can I have your phone number and email address please?"<br /><br />03/17/2009 04:01:44PMBuhlindaC: "1-800-my #"<br /><br />03/17/2009 04:01:50PMBuhlindaC: "Buhlindac.com"<br /><br />03/17/2009 04:02:12PMAgent (LIBs_Charlottel_146661): "Thanks for that information.<br />Kindly give me 3-5 minutes to pull up your records here.Thanks<br />While waiting, can I have a bigger picture of the problem you are having as of the moment?"<br /><br />03/17/2009 04:02:40PMAgent (LIBs_Charlottel_146661): "Is this for LATD820?"<br /><br />03/17/2009 04:02:48PMBuhlindaC: "my laptop video card is having a problem."<br /><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">I live to regret these words.</span></em><br /><br />03/17/2009 04:02:52PMBuhlindaC: "and yes it is"<br /><br />03/17/2009 04:03:04PMAgent (LIBs_Charlottel_146661): "I see.I'll do my best to assist you with that."<br /><br />03/17/2009 04:03:10PMAgent (LIBs_Charlottel_146661): "I need to verify the ownership.Can I have the name of the person or the company name under which this computer was registered?"<br /><br />03/17/2009 04:03:44PMBuhlindaC: "BuhlindaC - BuhlindaC Worldwide enterprises"<br /><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">At this point, there was a longish pause - 2 mins - with no response. I begin to wonder if Charlotte and I have lost our session together.</span></em><br /><br />03/17/2009 04:05:44PMBuhlindaC: "hello?"<br /><br />03/17/2009 04:06:12PMAgent (LIBs_Charlottel_146661): "To give you an update, your Hardware warranty is still active up until 3/10/2010"<br /><br />03/17/2009 04:06:23PMAgent (LIBs_Charlottel_146661): "Can you give me a bigger picture of the problem?"<br /><br />03/17/2009 04:06:25PMBuhlindaC: "thats good news"<br /><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><em>I've been working with Dell support for a while. I went through a certification process with them to become an Enterprise technician years ago and am always torn when I get to this moment. They are pretty locked into a process at this point in the support process and unless you have a tech ID to give them, they are going to force you through a troubleshooting process no matter what you tell them. So I resist the urge to give her the specific problem and hope to lead her there gently.</em><br /></span><br /><br />03/17/2009 04:07:08PMBuhlindaC: "the laptop cpu utilization reaches 100%"<br /><br />03/17/2009 04:07:16PMBuhlindaC: "and pretty much locks the machine up"<br /><br />03/17/2009 04:07:19PMBuhlindaC: "eventually"<br /><br />03/17/2009 04:08:14PMAgent (LIBs_Charlottel_146661): "Alright.You said that it was a video problem right?"<br /><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><em>Video CARD - Video CARD!!</em><br /></span><br />03/17/2009 04:08:25PMAgent (LIBs_Charlottel_146661): "What happeneds on the video display?"<br /><br />03/17/2009 04:08:52PMBuhlindaC: "an error comes up at the bottom in the part of the taskbar where the clock is located and says Display driver nvlddmkm has stopped responding and has recovered"<br /><br /><br />03/17/2009 04:09:09PMBuhlindaC: "then the cpu utilization resumes normal levels"<br /><br /><br />03/17/2009 04:09:19PMBuhlindaC: "the system event log displays the following error"<br /><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">This is where I attempt to gently lead her to the resolution. I am thinking "shouldnt her system have alerted her to this warranty issue by now?"</span> </em><br /><br /><br />03/17/2009 04:09:21PMBuhlindaC:<br />"Log Name: System<br />Source: Display<br />Date: 3/17/2009 4:52:43 PM<br />Event ID: 4101<br />Task Category: None<br />Level: Warning<br />Keywords: Classic<br />User: N/A<br />Computer: BuhlindaC.Buhlindac.corp<br />Description: Display driver nvlddmkm stopped responding and has successfully recovered.<br />Event Xml:<br /></span><event xmlns="http://schemas.microsoft.com/win/2004/08/events/event"><br /><system><br /><provider name="Display"><br /><eventid qualifiers="0"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">4101</eventid><br /><level>3</level><br /><task>0</task><br /><keywords>0x80000000000000</keywords><br /><timecreated systemtime="2009-03-17T20:52:43.000Z"><br /><eventrecordid>34414</eventrecordid><br /><channel>System</channel><br /><computer>BuhlindaC.buhlindac.corp</computer><br /><security><br /></system><br /><eventdata><br /><data>nvlddmkm</data><br /></eventdata><br /></span></event><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;">03/17/2009 04:09:42PMBuhlindaC: "i have completely wiped and restored the laptop and the problem persists"<br /><br /><br />03/17/2009 04:10:54PMAgent (LIBs_Charlottel_146661): "Alright.Can so basically, the computer can boot to windows?"<br /><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><em>me:HUH?</em><br /></span><br />03/17/2009 04:11:24PMBuhlindaC: "the computer has no problems booting"<br /><br />03/17/2009 04:11:36PMAgent (LIBs_Charlottel_146661): "Do you have any external monitor to try and test with?"<br /><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">me:huh?</span></em><br /><br /><br />03/17/2009 04:11:55PMBuhlindaC: "there is no problem with the video display"<br /><br />03/17/2009 04:12:01PMBuhlindaC: "i am typing to you on it right now"<br /><br />03/17/2009 04:12:10PMBuhlindaC: "the problem is the video driver"<br /><br />03/17/2009 04:12:20PMBuhlindaC: "crashing"<br /><br />03/17/2009 04:12:22PMBuhlindaC: "over and over"<br /><br />03/17/2009 04:12:30PMBuhlindaC: "it is the dell driver"<br /><br />03/17/2009 04:12:32PMBuhlindaC: "most current"<br /><br />03/17/2009 04:12:45PMBuhlindaC: "from the website associated with this laptops service ta"<br /><br />03/17/2009 04:12:46PMBuhlindaC: "tag"<br /><br />03/17/2009 04:13:24PMAgent (LIBs_Charlottel_146661): "I see."<br /><br />03/17/2009 04:13:30PMAgent (LIBs_Charlottel_146661): "What drivers have you installed?"<br /><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">See Above - think we covered that!!</span></em><br /><br />03/17/2009 04:13:43PMAgent (LIBs_Charlottel_146661): "Does this happen only in start up?"<br /><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">Me:HUH?? WTF?</span></em><br /><br />03/17/2009 04:14:24PMBuhlindaC: "it happens while I am working"<br /><br />03/17/2009 04:14:29PMBuhlindaC: "never in start up"<br /><br />03/17/2009 04:14:38PMBuhlindaC: "periodically while I am working"<br /><br />03/17/2009 04:14:41PMBuhlindaC: "throughout the day"<br /><br />03/17/2009 04:14:55PMAgent (LIBs_Charlottel_146661): "Okay.Do you have an external monitor to try if the same image will be on the screen?"<br /><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">me:HUH? I feel the wind shift...this is not moving in the right direction!!</span></em><br /><br />03/17/2009 04:15:09PMAgent (LIBs_Charlottel_146661): "Are you using the same system chatting with me?"<br /><br />03/17/2009 04:15:21PMBuhlindaC: "see above"<br /><br />03/17/2009 04:15:21PMAgent (LIBs_Charlottel_146661): "Have you tried booting in safemode?"<br /><br />03/17/2009 04:15:28PMBuhlindaC: "i already answered both of those questions"<br /><br />03/17/2009 04:15:34PMBuhlindaC: "and I do not have a problem booting"<br /><br />03/17/2009 04:16:35PMAgent (LIBs_Charlottel_146661): "No, but have you tried booting in safemode if you will get the same error message?"<br /><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">Me: Holy Shit</span></em><br /><br />03/17/2009 04:16:50PMBuhlindaC: "the error message is random"<br /><br />03/17/2009 04:17:00PMBuhlindaC: "i may not have the message for two to three days"<br /><br />03/17/2009 04:18:30PMAgent (LIBs_Charlottel_146661): "What driver did you updated?<br /><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">AYFKM?!?!?!?</span></em><br /><br />03/17/2009 04:18:37PMSession Ended<br />If you require further assistance, please</span> <span style="font-size:85%;">visit us at support.dell.com</span></span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-3386988206757745343?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-55250212411220105932009-03-12T16:27:00.002-04:002009-03-12T16:30:15.237-04:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/SblwutGGVaI/AAAAAAAAEDE/pTcMufQuzNE/s1600-h/AYFKMFacebook.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 204px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/SblwutGGVaI/AAAAAAAAEDE/pTcMufQuzNE/s320/AYFKMFacebook.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312401183141680546" /></a><br />Ok - this is starting to smell alot like all of the things I hate about myspace. Your music blaring at me when I view your unreadable profile. The selling of your friends...blah blah... I should have known things were going downhill when the Wall Street Journal started publishing crap about how weird it is when your parents are on Facebook.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-5525021241122010593?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-63183226355068781732009-03-09T15:48:00.004-04:002009-07-01T12:41:13.960-04:00Im having one of those days where I just cant get myself together. Let me give you the rundown...<br /><br />(background music - Rainy Days and Mondays - Karen Carpenter)<br /><br />Missed a meeting this morning that I was supposed to cancel last Friday because a key person couldn't make it until next week. Forgot to cancel - missed meeting altogether - look like giant Jackass.<br /><br />Reschedule meeting for next week. Most of the participants are West Coast.<br /><br />Move on - ooo...better hurry - next con call in 15. Call the other participant. An hour early. Still not putting 2 and 2 together.<br /><br />Checking email - response from earlier meeting invite - DECLINED with an annoyed response about me scheduling meetings for 7am on the West Coast. <br /><br />FINALLY occurs to me that my laptop is @#$#@$ing not updated from the time change. AYFKM?!?! I'm slow.<br /><br />Fixed that - apologized - reschedule meeting AGAIN for reasonable hour. <br /><br />Fix myself a beautiful lunch - BBQ on bun - pickle - Cheese Its. Go to the couch to eat late lunch and catch a little Amazing Race on DVR - oh how I love those wacky short guys...so cute!! Cant Wait!!<br /><br />NO FRAKKING CABLE!!!!!!! AYFKM?!?!?!?! I forgot to switch the auto-pay to the new card I received after my puppy chewed my previous card to bits. <br /><br />Paid Bill. Decided this day was such a f*&^ up that I needed to vent about it.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-6318322635506878173?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-22468056494843593402009-02-22T10:59:00.005-05:002009-07-01T12:43:22.241-04:00Hullooooo Poppets!!<br /><br />As all of my loyal readers are aware, I have spent a number of hours playing City of Heroes as of late. I hope you can indulge me as I diverge from our normal conversations regarding Air Travel and self-promotion to talk a moment about a few short TEENSY things that are on my mind.<br /><br />Best PRO-gress in CoH is made when part of a team. The best teams function when all are playing their respective roles to defeat an army of evildoers. Additionally, these evildoers who are crying out to be defeated are scattered in a maze like environment with lots of little nooks and crannies where a less efficient team can get separated.<br /><br />Typically, teams have a leader. That leader, in best cases, leads. For the best interest of everyone in CoH the leader typically not only leads (quite literally - up front) but they also call a strategy when facing an gang of evildoers that would obviously chew us up and spit us out were we to just run up and start smacking them willy nilly.<br /><br />Butthead #1 - THAT guy - the guy that runs in front of everyone, with his Super Speed turned on, and accidentally aggros tons of mobs we aren't ready for and haven't called a strategy on. This guy will also, upon receiving his ass-kicking (that he deserved) will cry that others weren't doing their jobs etc.<br /><br />Butthead #2 - The Room Nazi - We all seem to be letting one guy go first - good. Then we lose a member, we are all turning circles looking for him. Where did he go? As soon as you open the map to start looking for him, he shows up in team chat - "We missed some over here!". This guy is super anal about the map and clearing every single bad guy - in the order you passed them and will lead the team backwards and forwards all over the place to make sure that this happens. AYFKM?!?!?!?!<br /><br />Butthead #3 - The Build Guy - This guy has a level 50 character and wants to share his unsolicited opinion on your choice of build. Had one the other day tell another team member that had they slotted correctly a "healer" would never be necessary" (cough cough BULLSHIT)<br /><br />Butthead #4 - The Tank "wannabe" - He is a Scrapper - and good at it - if he weren't driving everyone nuts running into fights first and aggro'ing outside of the agreed upon strategy. If you love tanking so much - why didn't you build a tank. And if you run in first and pull all the aggro to you - (without the invulnerability and other resistance powers needed to live) then what the hell is the tank supposed to do? Run around you and pretend to be a scrapper??? AYFKM?!?!?!?!?<br /><br />Thank you so much for indulging me - we now return to our normal discussions of Air Travel Asshats and BuhlindaC self-promotion.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-2246805649484359340?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-6346542195718223452009-02-15T09:32:00.003-05:002009-02-15T09:37:08.274-05:00Radi00killa was inspired yesterday to sing an adhoc song about Buhlindac.com. <br />AYFKM?! - this moved me. Her passion more than makes up for substandard songwriting.<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xGbtsutWD6s&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xGbtsutWD6s&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-634654219571822345?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-5129259317542335112009-02-02T19:17:00.003-05:002009-07-01T12:44:44.634-04:00<a href="http://www.filexoom.com/showfile-6311/youreanasshat.wav">download youreanasshat.wav</a><br /><br />Click above to hear me sing it - its a real treat...<br /><br />Here are the lyrics to a little country song I wrote about some good ol boys I've met in the airport..I call it - "Honey - You're an Asshat."<br /><br />Deeeeeewwww Yeeeeeeww<br />Ramble and rant and wave your arms and yell<br />While wandering aimlessly talking on your cell?<br />Do you stare into space and walk in circles at the gate?<br />YOOOOOOOUUUURRRE an Asshat…<br /><br />HAAAAAAVE YEEEEWWWW<br />Knocked old ladies down just to board the plane?<br />Have you stalked the ticket agents and driven them insane?<br />Then I'll say it again make it part of my refrain…<br />YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOURE an Asshat<br /><br />THIRD VERSE - EVERYBODY - You know the words!!!!!<br /><br />WOOOOOULD YEEEEWWWWW<br />Carry on a bag that you know is way too big?<br />And spend 10 extra minutes in the aisle to make it fit<br />Not thinking of the people behind you who CANT SIT<br />WEEEELLLLL YOOOOOOURE an ASSHAT<br /><br /><<spoken>>><br />My Mawma told me<br />Buhlinda,,,don’t be an Asshat<br />Nobody loves an Asshat..<br />I carry those words with me….<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-512925931754233511?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-66422234510022059272009-01-28T16:44:00.000-05:002009-01-28T16:46:14.454-05:00APPARENTLY I LOOK LIKE SALLY FIELDS!!! AYFKM???<br /><br /><table height="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0"><tr><td height="1"><embed src="http://www.myheritagefiles.com/videos/R/28/cpu799_090781f51d0894wlun8l99" width="340" height="340" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"></embed></td></tr></table><p><a href="http://www.myheritage.com" >MyHeritage</a>: <a href="http://www.myheritage.com/celebrity-morph" >Celebrity Morph</a> - <a href="http://www.myheritage.com/page/family-tree-search" >Family tree search</a> - <a href="http://www.myheritage.com/page/free-genealogy" >Free genealogy</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-6642223451002205927?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-28307122550895597102009-01-26T15:55:00.002-05:002009-07-01T12:50:36.357-04:00<div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295709127128499586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/SX4jZKxJxYI/AAAAAAAAD14/IraN2xq450g/s320/Drawing2.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div>Saturday - I went to Fry's Electronics to return a defective mouse that I had purchased. I had a full on "moment" upon entering the store. Please refer to the numbers in yellow above to follow the sequence of events.</div><br /><div>1) I walk into Fry's and approach the podium and the "Incoming Bag Inspection Engineer" standing at this podium. This person's job responsibilities are very serious. They, like the soldiers posted at the borders of Baghdad - inspect all incoming parcels and approve them for entry.</div><br /><div>1b) (yeah - my numbering is backwards)The IBIE (incoming bag inspection engineer) is currently speaking with another employee of Fry's Electronics represented on the diagram as 1a. I stand patiently and awkwardly holding my parcel awaiting clearance for entry into the store. I am relieved to note that there are NO OTHER CUSTOMERS in the customer service area - this should be fast!! The IBIE does not acknowledge me, for I am but a fleck of poo on the ass of Fry's.</div><br /><div>1a) Random employee (represented on the diagram above as 1a) yells at me and asks "DO YOU HAVE A RETURN?!" I nod my head indicating that I do, indeed, wish to return the item contained in my parcel. My parcel is clearly marked "Fry's".</div><br /><div>1aa) Random employee 1a then says "Go stand ovah there!" and indicates to me a large, roped off area where there are no other people. I glance at my surroundings to confirm, yet again, that there are no other customers milling about in the Customer Service area. There are not. I submit the photo below for your review, of the roped off area -completely devoid of humanity.</div><div> </div><div>/<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/SX4oGvS6nBI/AAAAAAAAD2A/HZeiAYmXEhg/s1600-h/4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295714308074413074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/SX4oGvS6nBI/AAAAAAAAD2A/HZeiAYmXEhg/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>I also observed that there are a number of seemingly unoccupied Customer Service personnel available to service customers. However, I follow her instructions and stand in the area indicated by the number 2 in the diagram. I feel, and I look - like a dumb-ass. Please see the photo below illustrating that point. </div><div> </div></div><div> </div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/SX4reiq0UeI/AAAAAAAAD2I/wJedzgo-u80/s1600-h/2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295718015536746978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/SX4reiq0UeI/AAAAAAAAD2I/wJedzgo-u80/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div>At this point - after lounging in the cattle call area for all of 2 seconds - I am beckoned by the Customer Service Expert indicated in the diagram by the number 3. Apparently, "doing time" in the cattle call area is a prerequisite to speaking with Mr. Customer Service even when the two are located mere feet apart.</div><div> </div><div>Say it with me folks - AYFKM?!?!??!?<br /></div><div><br /> </div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-2830712255089559710?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-87735111475185208922009-01-24T09:04:00.001-05:002009-01-24T09:06:09.930-05:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/SXsgCNbeUXI/AAAAAAAADz8/k5NlXaIblv0/s1600-h/Buhlindawithhat.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/SXsgCNbeUXI/AAAAAAAADz8/k5NlXaIblv0/s320/Buhlindawithhat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294861009240871282" border="0" /></a>I love her hat - I thought she was rockin this look at the Inauguration.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-8773511147518520892?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-81052741169634010472009-01-24T08:23:00.000-05:002009-01-24T08:24:55.502-05:00More interesting info on what our President has done thus far.<br /><br /><h2 class="modttlred">PRESIDENTIAL MEMORANDA</h2> <p><br /><em>January 23, 2009</em></p> <ul><li><a href="http://www.whitehouse.gov/the_press_office/MexicoCityPolicy-VoluntaryPopulationPlanning/">Mexico City Policy and Assistance for Voluntary Population Planning</a></li></ul> <p><em> January 22, 2009</em></p> <ul><li><a href="http://www.whitehouse.gov/the_press_office/ReviewoftheDetentionofAliSalehKahlah/"><span>Review of the Detention of Ali Saleh Kahlah</span><span> al-Marri</span></a></li></ul> <p><em>January 21, 2009<br /></em></p> <ul><li><a href="http://www.whitehouse.gov/the_press_office/FreedomofInformationAct/">Freedom of Information Act </a></li><li><a href="http://www.whitehouse.gov/the_press_office/PayFreeze/">Pay Freeze </a></li><li><a href="http://www.whitehouse.gov/the_press_office/TransparencyandOpenGovernment/">Transparency and Open Government</a></li></ul><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-8105274116963401047?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-53409402653932217502009-01-22T18:42:00.000-05:002009-01-22T18:44:58.090-05:00I'm going to try and utilize some of the really great features on the whitehouse.gov website and the new blog that has been created for the new administration. Today, I found a very handy list of the OH-fishally signed Executive Orders signed by Obama thus far.<br /><h2 class="modttlred">EXECUTIVE ORDERS</h2> <p><br /><em>January 22, 2009<br /></em></p> <ul><li><a href="http://www.whitehouse.gov/the_press_office/ClosureOfGuantanamoDetentionFacilities/">Review and Disposition of Individuals Detained at the Guantanamo Bay Naval Base and Closure of Detention Facilities</a></li><li><a href="http://www.whitehouse.gov/the_press_office/ReviewofDetentionPolicyOptions/">Review of Detention Policy Options</a></li><li><a href="http://www.whitehouse.gov/the_press_office/EnsuringLawfulInterrogations/">Ensuring Lawful Interrogations</a></li></ul> <p><em>January 21, 2009<br /></em></p> <ul><li><a href="http://www.whitehouse.gov/the_press_office/ExecutiveOrderPresidentialRecords/">Presidential Records</a></li><li><a href="http://www.whitehouse.gov/the_press_office/ExecutiveOrder-EthicsCommitments/">Ethics Commitments by Executive Branch Personnel</a></li></ul><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-5340940265393221750?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-29358440172250462302009-01-15T18:00:00.001-05:002009-01-15T18:00:35.093-05:00<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/SW_AEoXa5WI/AAAAAAAADlk/slweWSz7UE0/s1600-h/president.jpg"><img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/SW_AEoXa5WI/AAAAAAAADlk/slweWSz7UE0/s320/president.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-2935844017225046230?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-2440115752920346732008-12-29T13:38:00.000-05:002008-12-29T13:59:20.698-05:00I tend to grocery shop on Sunday. I suppose I could do it on Saturday - but I LIKE to do it on Sunday - I LIKE IT!!! I am not religious and Sunday is just another day of the weekend for me.<br /><br />Each and every FRAKKING time I go to the grocery store I am again incensed and livid and other colorful angry words because I cannot buy an adult beverage. I've been here 10 years and it never fails to piss me off.<br /><br />Georgia has decided (long ago I am sure) that the adults of this state should not be able to buy alcohol on Sunday. AYFKM??! They WILL however serve you alcohol in a bar or restaurant. I do not understand the logic that is behind the decision to allow people to drink publicly and possibly drive home intoxicated but precludes buying beverages to take home and drink in your own house.<br /><br /><br />The closed minded thinking behind this type of lawmaking is what drives my liberal ass to the polls. Even if the misguided goal of the law is to honor some type of Christian value - what the hell about the 7th Day Adventists and Saturdays?? If I were a 7th Day Adventist, I would be super-offended that MY sabbath isn't "GOOD ENOUGH" for a beer ban!<br /><br />A not so open letter to the Government of the State of Georgia:<br /><br />Dearest Saxby and pals:<br /><br />AYFKM?!?!?!?!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-244011575292034673?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-17870242203387485642008-12-27T14:47:00.000-05:002008-12-27T14:48:10.960-05:00AYFKM?? I did some stuff prior to "that day"<br /><br />"That day" is the vague day in the future when I'm going to do all the things on my list of stuff that I want to do and should do but aren't critical to my day to day survival and sanity.<br />A subset of those things can be viewed to the right of this column. I am proud to announce that I have done some of those things and will be removing them from that list. (items being removed are highlighted in red)<br /><br />* I mailed Christmas cards to a jillion people.<br />*There was a family photo on those Christmas cards.<br />*I am compiling the Calendar of Birthdays and have purchased the cards and stamps to go with. (Facebook has been very helpful in this endeavor).<br />*I have used my smartphone on a number of occasions to notate the myriad of ideas that come and go regarding possible blog content.<br />*I explored GHWT Studio mode and determined that it is crap and am removing that entry from the list.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-1787024220338748564?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-89085424011796086242008-12-27T14:10:00.000-05:002008-12-27T14:39:15.342-05:00Several years ago, my daughter and my husband and I attended a board gaming convention in Atlanta that was organized by Batty's Best something or other - a board game store that I used to love to visit.<br /><br />Its been AGES ago! We had a great time that day. For those of you who have never done something so completely dorky, attending consists of showing up at the appointed hotel and jumping in and playing board games of all different kinds with all different strangers. Its a great time and it costs very little. (I think its 35 dollars for the three day pass - or cheaper than that for one day) You can also buy new games and people sell the ones they don't play much anymore in kind of a flea market type environment.<br /><br />So last night, around 2am, I am surfing the world wide webispheres and looking at gaming blogs and run across the blog of Ward Batty. (http://gametable.blogspot.com) He has lots of interesting gaming info on his blog - you should visit if you are into that kind of thing. I was surprised and happy to see - a blurb and link to another event in January like the one we attended several years ago.<br /><br />So I'm all fired up - WE GOTTA GO! I click on through to take a look at the info and BAM!!!! there I am with my kid in living color on the main page. We are sitting at a table at the front of the room playing a strategy game with two guys we had never met before who are very patiently teaching us how to play. I love it - AYFKM?!?!<br /><br />(Click on the title of the post to jump to the atlanta game fest site for the "Wheres Buhlinda" type game action)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-8908542401179608624?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-7511768346353018812008-12-21T13:35:00.000-05:002008-12-21T13:35:49.282-05:00<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/SU6MhHFXP2I/AAAAAAAADA0/13tw4LKr9Ig/s1600-h/SouthParkBuhlinda.jpg"><img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/SU6MhHFXP2I/AAAAAAAADA0/13tw4LKr9Ig/s320/SouthParkBuhlinda.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Last week, due to the overwhelming response to my world wide webbified blogtastic musings, I made a cameo appearance on an episode of South Park. Screen clip above:<br /></div><div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-751176834635301881?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-83703659005985041842008-12-11T12:36:00.000-05:002008-12-11T12:36:36.186-05:00<a href="https://mail.google.com/mail/?shva=1#inbox/11e2712bc0441230">Gmail - boling. - cohcardinal@gmail.com</a>:<br /><br /> "I just fowarded you a conversation I had with mr boling, the senior counselor.<br /><br />He has obviously not taken care of my absences like he promised he would.<br />I confronted him about it via email and he mildly attacked my intelligence.<br /><br />AYFKM?!?! im a genius. hes a doo doo head.<br /><br />I told him you or daddy one will speak to him in the near future, but youll see that in the email.<br /><br />Email him orcall him or have dad call him, I DONT CARE.<br />im so over this crap.<br /><br />completely.<br />love you"<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-8370365900598504184?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-79810900764125695042008-11-30T19:30:00.001-05:002009-07-01T12:58:00.061-04:00<p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"> </p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"> <b><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></b><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">My 2008 Delta Air Travel Stats</span></span><br /></p><ul><li> <span style="font-family:arial;">Total number of Delta flights this year - 67</span><br /></li><li style="font-family: arial;"> Total Bags of Delta Peanuts consumed in 2008 – 46 </li><li style="font-family: arial;"> Total number of Delta Peanuts consumed in 2008 (assuming 10 peanuts per bag) 460 </li><li style="font-family: arial;"> Number of Times I considered purchasing something from the SkyMall Magazine but then forgot about it as soon as I exited the airplane – 176 </li><li style="font-family: arial;"> Number of times I reviewed the safety instruction card: 0 </li><li style="font-family: arial;"> Number of times I assured the flight attendant that I was not only willing but also ABLE to help in the event of an emergency in order to secure myself an emergency row seat. – 8 </li><li style="font-family: arial;"> Number of times I neglected to point out that would haul ass out of that hatch so fast they would be convinced they had sold that seat to the Flash – 8 </li><li style="font-family: arial;"> Number of times I held my pee until my face blotched purple to avoid using an airplane bathroom – 3 </li><li style="font-family: arial;"> Number of times I faked putting my seatbelt on: MEh – a couple –just to be spiteful. </li><li style="font-family: arial;"> Number of times I carried on a BAG – NEVAH!! AYFKM??? </li><li style="font-family: arial;"> Number of times I feigned sleep / listening to music to avoid conversation with the old paunchy golf playing white guy beside me? – EVERY FREAKING TIME<br /></li><li style="font-family: arial;"> Number of times that same old paunchy golf playing roadwarrior slipped a silent but deadly into my airspace - EVERY FREAKING TIME </li><li style="font-family: arial;"> Number of times the person behind me pulled my hair in order to use my seatback as a lever to pull themselves out of their seat - 20 </li><li style="font-family: arial;"> Number of times I thought very very seriously about the possiblity that I may not walk again or that I may die from deep vein thrombosis - 6 </li><li style="font-family: arial;"> Number of times I almost sneezed into the bald spot of the rude old paunchy golfplaying roadwarrior seated in front of me because he couldnt live without that additional 2 inches of space and he reclined his seat- 17 </li></ul><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-7981090076412569504?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-24073924327724492802008-11-30T14:18:00.000-05:002008-11-30T14:20:31.677-05:00<p class="MsoNormal">I’m sure it’s not news to anyone reading this blog that I have long answered your queries in a syndicated newspaper advice column entitled “Ask Joan-onymous”. As a service to my online readership, I have agreed to post here, for your edification, one or two of those letters each week. </p> <p class="MsoNormal"> Enjoy….</p> <p class="MsoNormal">   </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"> Dear Joan-onymous, </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"> I hope you can help me. I’m so torn. I am taking a short business trip next week. I will be gone for two days. Should I check my bag or carry it on to the airplane with me? </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"> Send Advice Soon </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"> Bag-wildered on Business </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">   </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"> Dear Bag-wildered, </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"> AYFKM?!?! </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"> Hope this helps. </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"> Joan-onymous </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">   </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Dear Joan-onymous, </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"> I seek your wisdom. I am having an air travel conundrum. I want to use my best air travel etiquette on an upcoming vacation with my family, but we have a special scenario. </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"> We are travelling to Bali and plan to purchase several natively crafted tribal bongos. Should I issue each of my family members one of these bongos and have them individually carry them on – ONE PER PERSON? </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">  Or should I risk checking them? </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"> Bongo  Lovin Family Man </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">   </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"> Dearest Bongo: </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"> AYFKM???  Seriously, I need to know…AYFKM?!?!? </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"> Hope I’ve helped </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"> Joan-onymous </span></span><br /></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-2407392432772449280?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337451641098106153noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-10887133293120248752008-11-29T22:52:00.001-05:002008-11-30T13:43:33.473-05:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/STLeLqQw_kI/AAAAAAAAAQY/G5PPx1C7wts/s1600-h/statuecock.jpg"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25hwJRmWnRo/STLeLqQw_kI/AAAAAAAAAQY/G5PPx1C7wts/s200/statuecock.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274522405508808258" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">I cant believe what I just saw<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">on my way to the shopping mall<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">in the middle of suburban sprawl<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I blinked my eyes and dropped my jaw<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">a giant cement cock<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Ok so..<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Giant might be overstating<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">those considering masturbating<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">should probably consider waiting<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">until im finished postulating<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">on the origins of said cock<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So more..<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">down the street, less than a mile<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">to satisfy the plant-o-philes<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">is a nursery where plant-o-philes can while<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">away the days among the piles<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">of dirt and plants and daf-o-diles<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">and big cement cocks<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">another verse...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">apparently they saw a need<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">for more than plants and flowering seed<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">a shopper of a different breed<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">would bring more cash if they succeed<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">statuary would fill the need<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">the kind with big cocks<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">wait for it..<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">in my little southern town<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">statues with cocks just arent around<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">an item upon which the genteel frown<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">doesnt just show up in a baptist town<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">the people SLEEP when the sun goes down<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">and they DONT buy statues with cocks.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">wrapping it up I swear..<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">each time I find I'm at a stop<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">at the light in front of the cement cock<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">and I ponder on the lump of rock<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">that so offends the baptist flock<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">A thought invades, that I cant block<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">AYFKM???<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-1088713329312024875?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKM?noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-9129666754718333892008-11-24T19:48:00.002-05:002009-07-01T13:03:50.944-04:00You are so afraid of that bag leaving your sight that you are going to carry it on<br />Lug it through security<br />Drag it on the train<br />Pull it down the concourse<br />Juggle it at the magazine counter<br />Babysit it at the bah<br />Looking over your shoulder watching for the slightest indication that the bag has escaped.<br />AYFKM?<br /><br /><br />They are finally boarding and as I skip down the jetway, both hands free, smile on my face<br />I frown at you<br />As you gather your bag<br />Trudge toward the agent<br />Laptop perched on top <br />handle sweaty from your palm<br />Im so confused by the cult-like devotion to the bag, your inability to part with it.<br />AYFKM?<br /><br /><br />Im settled in my my window seat, thankful that this time, I am safe from you<br />elbows safe from your bag<br />yes, too wide to fit<br />down the aisle without<br />knocking me senseless<br />and you are safe too<br />from my glare of irritation at that obvious rudeness, and your lack of apology<br />AYFKM?<br /><br /><br />I sigh deeply, stress-free, baglessly superior and bored by the predictable bag-lovers<br />Is this your coat<br />mind if I scoot it<br />Need my frakkin bag<br />right above my head<br />it holds my life force<br />And your reasonably sized coat among non cult member carry-ons are taking precious space.<br />AYFKM?<br /><br /><br />I flick on my ipod and plug my ears against the flight attendants prodding to gate check<br />watch you act put out<br />huffing to your seat<br />your day is shot<br />where is my precious<br />what if it wont return<br />Remember that slimy guy in Lord of the Rings who coveted the one ring? No? <br />AYFKM?<br /><br /><br />I flip through the free magazine, pretending to read, but watching you sit<br />thanking god you did not<br />check your awesome bag<br />its so much easier<br />to not pick it up<br />at the baggage claim<br />Proud of your ability to save time and effort, practically imperious about your success with the bag.<br />AYFKM???<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-912966675471833389?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKM?noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207423792238944174.post-12143898284072615182008-11-21T12:23:00.000-05:002008-11-24T14:36:44.950-05:00I dont know why I dont get this stuff, I just dont. <div><br /></div><div>Sometimes, when talking to the right person, at the right time,  and not feeling at that moment like defending my inadequate ability to appreciate one of things below, I will nod my head and express great appreciation for the "stuff" below. I may even spout some random trivia on the topic to illustrate my "interest". </div><div><br /><div>In the words of the wise Adam Sandler playing Billy Madison speaking the words of Shakespeare "NO MORE"</div><div><br /></div><div>I dont get:</div><div><br /></div><div>Anime - There, I said it. I dont get it. I know, I would get it if only I had seen the work of the great Hakamaja Norukamo (whatevah) <insert>.</insert></div><div><br /></div><div>The Beatles - Im not ashamed. Those songs dont make me feel anything. I've tried. The worst week American Idol ever had was the week all the songs were Beatles...ugh.</div><div><br /></div><div>Elvis - Doesn't do it for me. I not only dont get the music, AT ALL, but I also dont get the mania. I dont get the purses and watches and collectible plates.  You know what I DO get? Miniature Graceland. Roanoke, VA - A lady built a miniature dollhouse sized Graceland Estate in her front yard. No shit. I saw it, and I totally got it.</div><div><br /></div><div>Thomas Kinkaid - I have found, through very scientific research (multiple forced family gatherings where I systematically attempted meaningful, or at minimum, interesting, conversation with a number of relatives who are enthralled with Mr. Kinkaids "work") that I also seem to have an allergy towards those who DO get Thomas Kinkaid. I discovered this during these same conversations when, after speaking with the second or third Kinkaid fan in a row who had engaged me, I developed a very chapped ass.</div><div><br /></div><div>Bono or Bruce Springsteen - ummm...dont get it. Not one single song. Not one. Evah.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207423792238944174-1214389828407261518?l=buhlindac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AYFKM?noreply@blogger.com0