If you remember this game, you're old enough.

I used to play this all the time when we had Windows 95! When I found this picture yesterday I looked up the game and played it. Oh, what fun! 

Ski Free!

My mom's "catchphrase" when I was a kid was "Patience is a virtue." I wanted to throw something every time she said it.

Love you, Mom. I appreciate it now :)

It's under there somewhere...

Apparently this is the wife of the Angry Birds creator.

There were 130 obituaries in today's paper. Picture 1 is an example of a normal Sunday. Picture 2 is what I did yesterday. 99 of them.

OMG

Super Fast Spray Paint Artist

I feel ya.

Merry Christmas :)

Terrible, but the best laugh I've had all day.

Daaang.

OMG THESE ARE SPIDERS IN A TREE.

"An unexpected side-effect of the 2010 flooding in parts of Sindh, Pakistan, was that millions of spiders climbed up into the trees to escape the rising flood waters; because of the scale of the flooding and the fact that the water took so long to recede, many trees became cocooned in spiders webs. People in the area had never seen this phenomenon before, but they also reported that there were less mosquitos than they would have expected, given the amount of standing water that was left. Not being bitten by mosquitoes was one small blessing for people that had lost everything in the floods. (© Russell Watkins)"

I signed up for classes again today.

I'm a little sorry...

I feel like I should apologize for the vulgarity on my profile as of late.

I realize it is offensive to many, and I hope I have not scarred anyone too deeply.

I still find it extremely hilarious, however. So I guess that means I'm not really that sorry...

How appropriate for today.

Sometimes I feel as if I am the only person that appreciates corny jokes like this. Maybe I am just a child.

My bobby pins truly are everywhere. And I can never find any.

The benefits of LSD

What's more valuable...?

...A pile of dirt, or a piece of gold?

But to a seed...

That deserves one laugh. Ha.

This illustrates my interest in Shakespeare.

Beatle-mania :)

This is seriously cool. I'm going to use this... somehow...

Multi-Color Search Lab

It's all about perception

 "The primary cause of unhappiness is not the situation, but your thoughts about it. Be aware of the thoughts you are thinking. Separate them from the situation, which is always neutral, which always is as it is." ~Eckhart Tolle.

I'm only posting this because this is me. This is something I would do. YET I HAVE FRIENDS

I should have learned this a long time ago.

Someone's watching out for me

   This morning it snowed for the first time this year.There wasn't very much; just a light, sparse powdering in random spots. I didn't think the roads would be that slick, but I drove a little more cautiously anyway on my way to work.
   Traffic was really bad on the interstate,which is normal, but as I was driving through downtown (which is usually quite clear) I found myself stuck in standstill traffic three blocks away from work, with four minutes left to get parked and in the building before I would be considered late. I forced myself to mentally slow down, especially since the roads were more icy in town than they had been on the interstate.
   I braked for a stoplight, trying to keep a distance of about 40 or 50 feet between me and the new VW Jetta in front of me, but my brakes locked up and I slid. Fast. Out of control. I couldn't veer off to the side; I couldn't do anything.
   "Oh God, no. No. No."
   I wasn't consciously asking God for help. I was taking his name in vain as a statement of dismay. I was about to lay on the horn when the brakes grabbed the solid pavement and I jerked to a stop -- six inches away from the Jetta's bumper.
   People have a tendency to exaggerate when things like this happen, but I think it's safe to say I'm being generous by describing a six-inch gap between me and the other car. I've never, ever in my life, come that close to a wreck, and it horrified me.
   I think my heart rate's been raised enough that I can skip my run tonight.
   I'm the type of person that stays calm under unexpected pressure like that; and then as soon as the danger is past, I lose it and usually end up crying. I drove like a grandma the rest of the way to work and fought back the tears as I turned into the parking lot. I wouldn't have killed or seriously hurt anyone if I had crashed into the back of the Jetta; I wasn't going that fast. Cosmetic (and emotional) damage likely would have been the only outcome. I wanted to cry from relief. There was absolutely no reason for the car to stop all of a sudden, but somehow it did.
   I believe with all my heart that God was 1) protecting me, like he always has, 2) trying to wake me up, and 3) showing me that he isn't spiteful. I didn't deserve his help, but he stepped in just in time. I don't pray or read my Bible like I should, or like I used to; but he's still there. He's watching out for me, and he still loves me even though I ignore him so much.
   I'm really, quite a stupid person sometimes.

This morning I overheard this joke from the cubicle across the hall from me. I don't expect many people to get it.

"Paul McCartney has a recurring dream: what is it? That everyone walks out of his concert; or that he loses his voice permanently?

"That a lady is beating him over the head with a prosthetic leg."

Dear Dad,
If I can't even get my own skinny jeans off, neither can the rapist.

This was highly entertaining to me. I am such a child.

Draw a Stick Man