I Ain't Afraid of No Daleks

The CC cleaner I just installed and ran, just wiped out all my pandora radio stations--what else did it dump? That sucks, now I gotta' re-program all those station again...time for another whinge session.

So, end of this week, we're back into the Turkish bath sort of weather, which I loathe and detest, quite frankly. I honestly don't know how the Southerns down in places like Georgia and the like, cope with it for much of the year down there. Air conditioning, I suppose.

But, then I remember my times working outdoors for hours on end, in every type of weather imaginable.

I adored working outside, particularly when it involved horses...but the flea market business was nice, as well. But my time working full-time as a stable hand, I was often freezing (think hypothermia and frostbite sort of cold) and wet (as in not a dry spot on my body) also hot and miserable (soaking wet from nature's sauna)

Yeah, it could be quite taxing, spending the day doing heavy labour out in the elements--but, you get used to it, and, since I was blessed to love my job, I could hardly complain about it...

...except maybe the time I slipped in the freshly fallen snow and fell off the wooden ramp and down into the manure spreader (the boss's dog's tie out chain tripped me ), and, maybe the time I couldn't unzip my jacket because it was coated with ice...and the time I almost passed out from heat exhaustion while mucking out a stall, and the time I nearly lost a tiny piece of my ear lobe to frostbite...and the time I got windburn on my face so bad, it hurt for days...and possibly even the time the barn drive was so thick with ice, that two horses I was leading dragged me between them all the way into the stable, because I couldn't stand upright without falling on my arse.

In a recent television interview, actor David Tennant was asked to decide which body part was more important to him: his penis or his brain...after long and careful deliberation, the actor finally said, "But, why do I need to choose? Aren't they the same thing?"

I have no idea why I'm doing these, this morning, other than sheer boredom...and procrastinating over the laundry.

"What Kind of Girlfriend/Boyfriend Are You Quiz?"

ANSWER(S):

You are a person who is free minded, and are okay with your lover going off on his/her own to other locations

Is this right or wrong? Meh--surprisingly, much of it seems to be, yet I've never had the chance to become romantically involved with someone, so it's hard to say, really.

In the early 1980's, they played this song on a television programme, and I fell in love with it. I thought that it was incredibly romantic:

I've been tagged again...

1. Who is your favorite fictional TV character?

Doctor Who

2. What is your favorite cartoon character?

Bugs Bunny

3. Who is your favorite superhero?

Batman

4. Who is your favorite reality program star?

Carson Kressley (US version of Queer Eye)

5. What celebrity would you most like to date?

Honestly, I don't know. I rarely pay much attention to celebrities.

6. On a scale of 1 to 10 how would you rate David Tennant's sex appeal?

Seriously? I'd give him about a 2... or maybe a 3, 'cos of his smile.

7. Where would you and David go on a date?

Nowhere. I no more want to date David Tennant, than he would want to date me.

8. What is your idea of the ideal date?

Well, I haven't dated in 11 years, but I suppose, for me, it MIGHT be:
conversation over coffee, a walk down a quaint street or nature preserve or historic site would be cool, or maybe touring antique shops, playing crazy golf, or...just hanging out at home watching a James Bond film, a comedy, favourite TV programme, or playing a board game, darts, pool, pitching horseshoes, playing with model trains....?????.

9. When's the last time you made love to someone?

Never.

10. What's your favourite three most romantic songs?

Lover's Waltz
Earth Angel (Penquins)
Let's Get Married

Be very handy for taking the laundry on the trolley-bus to the laundromat, heh-heh.

Just your typical workday in your average American office....

...I had one of East End Eatery's BBQ chicken pizzas, right now...umm-boy, that's good eatin'.

But...I'm on my uppers, and my mobile's out of minutes, anyway, so I couldn't ring them up even if I had the $10 to spare for a pizza.

Life sucks and then you die, people.

Hot dogs for dinner...oh christ, not again.

I figured it out, what with all the good bargains on hot dogs of late, with tonight's dinner, I've eaten 18 hot dogs in two weeks--and I have about 4 more to go, before I'm all out of them. Any wonder I'm ready to barf, at the mention of the dang things?

THE THREE DALEKS MEET THE DOCTOR IN THE TARDIS:

"You'll do what to us, Doctor?"
"Why You--If this was my Tardis, I'd throw you out of it!"
"Yeah, I'm think I'll extoi-min-ate 'im!"
"Everytime you think, you ruin the whole plan."
"Pipe down you guys, yer spoilin' the whole war for me!"
"We're gonna' get the Doctor this time...say, what time is it?"
"If at foist ya' don't succeed, keep suckin' 'til ya' suck seed."
"Woo-woo-woo-woo-woo!"
"yuk-yuk-yuk."
"This is getting on my noives!"

Ah, yes. Nancy G. has way too much time on her hands, tonight...