HNT, bewbies and beer......

Behold the gravity men call bewbies..:) I dunno, this is a photo of a friend we really don't play with anymore. Perhaps for reasons not politely spoken here. Perhaps it was that wedding we all attended and she walked up to me and my wifes dad, and asked...are you gys talking about my boobies? My reply of "no lass, we all know your boobies are where cooties come from" was poorly chosen. But it was funny......:) Anywho...wherever you are, here's to bewbies and beer!! :)

Birthday toast!!!!

Birthdays are to be celebrated, not mourned. Every year you cheat death is a good reason to have a beer, or beverage of your choice. On this note, I'd like to toast my father in law, we'll do it in person come camp this weekend...:) Toast!!! "An Irish glass and an Irish lass are good in any weather. But an Irish lass with an Irish ass I deem a damn sight better. So here is to the glass and the lass and the ass, may they always come togther... Now we'll hold the lass and raise our glass, and make the ass feel better...:)" `Slainte!!!!!!

I WON THE LOTTO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ok, well...........kinda, cuz my email says so. If you've been reading this blog for some time, or know me in person, your probably aware the Lovely wife and I have odd sleep patterns. Having said that, it shouldn't seem terribly odd that I'm checking my e-mail at 3am on a tuesday morning..:) So as I'm perusing the usual spam, I get one that rather stands out, pretty exciting shit actually........check this out..:) Ref: UK/9420X2/68 Batch: 074/05/ZY369 UK-LOTTO Headquarters: The Marina Offices, St Peters Yacht Basin, Newcastle upon Tyne, NE6 1HX England WINNING NOTIFICATION: We happily announce to you the draw (#1113) of the UK NATIONAL LOTTERY,online Sweepstakes International program held on Saturday 23rd August, 2006 in NEWCASTLE, UNITED-KINGDOM. Your e-mail address attached to ticket number: ********* 188 with Serial number ****/02 drew the lucky numbers:06 . 16. 20 .21 . 23 . 37. {40} Bonus Ball, which subsequently won you the lottery in the 2nd category i.e match 6. You have therefore been approved to claim a total sum of £ 850,000.00 (Eight Hundred and Fifty Thousand Pounds) in cash, credited to file ktu/**********/03. This is from a total cash prize of £ 3. 6 Million pounds, shared amongst the first Four (4) lucky winners in this category ( £200,000 minus for Monument) All participants for this online version were selected randomly from World Wide Web sites through computer draw system and extracted from over 100,000 unions, associations, and corporate bodies that are listed online. This promotion takes place weekly. Please note that your lucky winning number falls within our European booklet representative office in Europe as indicated in your play coupon. In view of this, your £850,000 (Eight hundred and fifty thousand pounds) will be released to you by any of our payment offices in Europe. Our European agent will immediately commence the process to facilitate the release of your funds as soon as you contact him. For security reasons, you are advised to keep your winning information confidential till your claim is processed and your money remitted to you in whatever manner you deem fit to receive your prize. For the International Winners e.g United States are to be contacted via telephone or e-mail because of the time difference. This is part of our precautionary measure to avoid double claiming and unwarranted abuse of this program. Please be warned!! To file for your claim, contact our fiduciary agent: www.nationallottery.co.uk/player/p/results/results.do Mr.Brian H Adams Email: brianadams115@excite.com Tell:44(0)7024070516 44(0)7024070541 Congratulations once again from all members and staff of this program. Thank you for being part of our promotional lottery programs. Yours faithfully, Lorraine Dodds Online coordinator for UK NATIONAL LOTTERY Sweepstakes International Program Intended only for the use of the intended recipient(s) and may contain information that is privileged, confidential and prohibited from unauthorized disclosure under applicable law. If you are not the intended recipient of this message, any dissemination, distribution or copying of this message is strictly prohibited. If you received this message in error, please notify the sender by reply email and destroy all copies of the original message. Copyright © 1994-2006 The UK National Lottery Inc. All rights reserved. Terms of Service - Guidelines Now before I quit my day job, I got a couple questions here........ 1) I won a lotto I never participated in????? COOL!! 2) The directors "official" e-mail ends in @excite.com???? Even cooler, takes balls to use a bogus free mail account for such official business!! 3)Is it odd the sender of this fine notification was from some other complete ass stranger with a US based road runner account?? Getting suspicious now..... 4) Is it odder that the verification page is a www, and not even a https:?? Come on guys, try a lil harder. 5) Do people really fall for this crap? Anywho, happy tuesday goofs. Hope your day goes well and your beverages pleasing....:)

Sunday goofiness.....:)

So a week till camp, supplies to buy and shit to pack. Couple friends saying they will show up......... I'll post before we leave....but my heart set on beer horse shoes and a tent.......;P)

Random thoughts..........

So I'm driving home today from the weekly "take manchild back to his moms", and see a bumper sticker. I usually don't react to these much, as I see the idea silly. I mean, really, the only real difference between a prison tatoo and a bumper sticker is how easy it is to see...:) I almost choked on my coffee this as I read......"my dog isn't mean, your justa big sissy!". I laffed........:)

HNT, not for the squeenish......:)

OK so a lil Zig skin. Big tip to all you woosters, impressing your wife by feeding the fireplace barefoot, don't drop the log....:) I'm sporting my ulta cool camp tan this one, sandals leave tanlines....:)

Dogs of war.........

Ok.....lil grumpy today. A really good friend of mine and I have very differing opinions the curent campaingn in the middle east. This I respect, and is OK. I no more expect to convert her to my views than I expect to convert to her view of it. What irks me, is that by supporting what we are fighting for, and why we really are fighting, brands me in her eye's as somehow..."anti muslim". My support of the troops, faced with limited choices of bad or really bad, is contibuting to world disrespect our troops. I seriously disagree both these points. For those of you who think, and to some small degree rightly so, we are only in it for the oil....I pose a few small questions... 1) Saudi Arabia is the country of origin, most of the terrorist who carried out Septemper 11. Not one bomb dropped on them, nor did we take them over. 2) While it's true, we purchase a ton of oil from Arab countries, unless they took a swipe at us, we've mostly just sent them billions of dollars......for oil. 3) Once China becomes the biggest net exporter of oil from the Arab states, how do you imagine it's military would respond to a sept 11 on it's land?

Please meet Molly, my new niece. I am soooo looking forward to teaching this lass bad ideas.:) Don't tell the wife, but i stole this image off her PC as she was posting...:)

On fixing my son's PC

K, so the manchilds pc dies about a month ago, and been tinkering it. It's a home built, so no recovery disk perse, I try the best defaults I know....half assed. It boots, everything spins up, but no desktop....windows pukes to dos mode or at best a safe mode screen........what could it be I ponder I reinstall windows over windows in an effort to not loose all.....twice, hoping to avoid the evil "format and start from scratch" thing. I do this twice...same result..that smiley "windows initialization error" black screen. What could it be, a bad memory stick? I ponder some more............ Finally, I consign myself to the long drawn out process of formatting, fresh install, but not from his room. I need it on my bench this move, it will be a long tedious search for obscure drivers. Wired to the KVM, I boot from a floppy and just before I invoke "fdisk", I ponder again, and decide one last run at safe mode. If nothing else, I'll get a list of hardware to search the net for the next few hours, looking for drivers...yay.. Easy enough, safe mode appears, video drivers first, as I grab pen and paper..WTF????? Hrrrrrmmmmmmm I think I see the problem now..... Fours later, proper video driver installed, a virus sweep, 12 bullshit malignant programs removed, disk defragmentation, etc.......I inform the boy his PC now resembles a working PC. All happy he asks, "so dad...what was wrong?" My answer..slow and steady.. Next time you dload "anything" from a site that ends in .ru .cz, my foot in your ass!!! :) He paused, knowing he was busted, and nodded. I think we both learned a lesson.......lol

I got my Penny back..:)

Slow drive in dreary weather, my cell phone rings, "we just landed" the voice on the other end says cheerfuly. "Really? Shit, your early", I say as I tap the dashboard clock with slight annoyance to verify my time. "So how far are you?" she asks somewhat concerned the idea of a long wait at the airport. "30 minutes sweetheart".....and so the chase is on....:) Actually it worked out fine. By the time I got there, about 20 minutes after the call, the gals had gathered thier luggage and settled Angus in his stroller. I called from concourse C to find they were setting up camp near concourse A, see you in a minute and a dash, stopping for a whiz break (drank too much coffee driving) and I reach A. A quick survey of concourse reveals no Lovely wife...so I peek outside, there she is. I step outside just intime to hear her sister say, "He probably called from the road so you won't be pissed" as I step past...flip her off, and hug my wife...:) Long kiss, long hug, and penny returned safe. Life is normal again......now for the stories...:)

The lovely wife returns........:)

Tomorrow is a big day, and I must rest. While we have both made it through a week apart, no bail money posted, I pick up the gals at the airport tomorrow, and damn happy of it. You all take care and have fun, I'm sure many an interesting story forthcoming. If ya goofs need a chuckle, go visit Foamy or play kitty cannon or some shit, that live at barney barn thing is entertaining too. Really.......it's cows, a cow drumming.....you control it.... Granted..it's not snakes on a plane, but it is cows in a bar......almost as good...some would say better... Nite goofs, enjoy the weekend....see ya next post.....:)

I'm apparently not so pure.......lol

But I am shy damnit!!!! LOL

It's HNT time...:)

Behold the Lovely wife showing off what may be the coolest invention ever, temporary tatoos. The fine surgar based colorful type that can last over a week no less. While in fairness, these can be applied wherever the hearts desire, she made this a "family" shot for a good reason. This no ordinary tatoo, it's a "get well soon" tatoo gift from the girlchild..:) Back when the Lovely wife was in the hospital with that troublesome kidney stone, sluggo got her this. Yes, I call our daughter "sluggo". She has little tiny fists that hurt like hell, and an uncanny knack for knowing when to punch unexpected. I love her anyway..lol Happy HNT GOOFS!

Random thoughts..

FOOD POISONING SUCKS!!!!!

Spam from friends.......

Another fine post inspired by the bag o spam....:) I don't know about you, but I get a fair amount of what I call "fram". Spam from friends, perhaps I should call it "frespam", or something...but I digress. I have the one friend that sends me every chainmail she gets. I have the other family and friends that send me every 20 year old urban legend still floating the net. I have the friend that sends every other email address ever attatched to the e-mail chain that I ponder making a list and selling it to professional spammers. That one who sends me the chainmails holds a special place in my heart, as she knows I don't like it and does it on purpose......lol There are the few, that send me the video clips, or 5+ hi rez photos usually to me and 50 others with no regard that many of them are on dial-up, but the clips are usually funny...:) And then there is this friend, who sends just the right balance of goofieness, and dark humor.......I give you this for your reading amusement...:) DISCUSSION TECHNIQUE HOW TO STOP PEOPLE FROM BUGGING YOU ABOUT GETTING MARRIED Old aunts used to come up to me at weddings, poking me in the ribs and cackling, telling me, "You're next." They stopped after I started doing the same thing to them at funerals.

Insomnia or Naplash????

Ok, I don't know if you goofs know this about me, but bit of an insomniac. I don't know if it's stress, stupidity, mix of both, but many nights my mind simply does not want to shut down at a reasonable hour. This makes morning time at the office all kinds of fun for me and my co-workers....:) Compounding this is my occasional joy of catnaps. Ok...so not so occasional, I really like them. I've got this big comfy chair, and love few things more than watching tv for a half hour or so before nap takes over. The chair is almost magical in it's ability to woo you into nap time bliss, sneaks up on you. So anywho, it's half past midnight, I'm wide awake thanks to my 2.5 hour nap, and a full day at the office tomorrow. I'm beginning to get very suspicious that chairs true intentions..........LOL

Random post

One of my dear Canadian friends shared this joke with me today. I liked it so much I thought I'd share it with all of you. I notice Canada is rather missing this lil tidbit. Brave of you buddy ehh?? Anywho, it gave me a chuckle, hope it gives all of you one too :) > New Terror Alert Levels: > > The newswires have reported that the French Government has announced that > it > has raised it's terror alert level from 'Run' to 'Hide'. The only two > higher > levels in France are 'Surrender' and 'Collaborate'. The rise was > precipitated by a recent fire, which destroyed France's White Flag > factory, > effectively disabling their military. > > The Italians have increased their alert level from "shout loudly and > excitedly" to "elaborate military posturing". Two more levels remain, > "ineffective combat operations" and "change sides". > > The Germans also increased their alert state from "disdainful arrogance" > to > "dress in uniform and sing marching songs". They have two higher levels, > "invade a neighbour" and "lose". > > Seeing this reaction in continental Europe the Americans have gone from > "isolationism" to "find somewhere else in the middle east ripe for regime > change". Their remaining higher alert states are "take on the world" and > "ask the British for help". > > Finally in GB they've gone from "pretend nothing's happening" to "make > another cup of tea". Their higher levels are "remain resolutely cheerful" > and "win".

Penny for your thoughts......

So it is, the gals are gone, and Angus watching gaurd over them. Somewhat disconcerting I lay my "watch over the gals lil man on a 1 year old"......but hey, only guy this trip...:) We managed to get to the airport with enough time for them to check in at the gate, with the help of 3 completely different sets of directions. My bad, I've been there before, tried to cut through a town I don't know all that well, rather than just suck it up and admit I got off the highway 3 exits too soon. Hint...when planes are taking off behind you, you are driving away from the airport......but I digress...... Lovely wife, daughter, sis and Angus all delivered safe to the airport. We hugged, joked, waived, took some pictures. Meanwhile, the klaxon broadcast about every 5 minutes, reminded us we were at security threat orange. I hugged and kissed the lovely wife before I left, then gave her a penny..."for luck". She smiles and said "you worry too much". True enough I said back, but I want that penny back.....:)

Of impending and trepidation.......

Tomorrow is the big day. I drive the girls to the airport, waive goodbye and hope for the best. Man I really hate these moments. I know it's only going to be a week. I know flying is safer that driving (especially when driving is by the Lovely wife). I know the terrorist threat is no less real today than 20 years ago, but still. It slays me that I mind f*ck myself like this, to a degree I can chuckle at it. How do you ask your wife, did you buy flight insurance? Her, why? Me, well because life will suck either way if you don't come home, but a bankroll will let me quit work and hunt down who took down that plane? I'm sure all will be fine and she'll have a great time enjoying the sun, sisters, and new niece. I need pizza............yeah.....................pizza...off to make a frozen jacks with extra cheese :)

Nude beaches...

Ok...I have to admit, never been to one. Not that I consider myself a nudist, but they have always sparked my curiosity. My fear isn't so much that I'm awkward my body, more the fact that walking around with a hardon is generally bad form even the nudist clans.:) Our friend Never enough posted a blog about her expierence one and it got me thinking about another friends experience as he told it to me. What you are about to read has yet to be verified...........:) Friend: OK, so I'm in Greece, had some time off, went to the beach. Me: Cool Friend: I had no idea it was a nude beach, but what the hell, I stripped down..looked around, it was good. Me: I bet, any good eye candy? Friend: Your not going to believe this, but next to me, a bunch of midgets set up next to me... Me: LOL, yeah..that had to be a sight, did ya stare? Friend: Well yeah, tried to be cool about it....then they disrobed, the were all hermaphidites!! ME: Spitting out his beer, your full of shit!!! Friend: I swear, I took pictures! Me: Uh huh.laffing my ass off. Friend: Then they set up a net, and started playing volleyball!! I doubt this friend on very few things..........but not buying it till I get some damn pictures this event.................LOL

HNT family wedding.....

A wedding party lil over a year ago, my favorite cousin was able to make it. We goof, we fight, we generally amuse the crowd with half hearted bickering. There seems to be a general belief in my family that her and I have...umm.....explored. We refuse to give them an honest answer either way, much to the Lovely wifes amusment..:) It's a pity we don't play with her more, Lovely wife and I, as she is just a damn crazy hoot to party with. Her and Agrah get along too well, it could be a night requiring bail money. Oh well....... I leave you with this simple thought, it's only inbreeding if somebody gets pregnant...:)

His and Hers PC's...................

I'm not sure how it works in your house, but husband and wife, sharing a single PC can get........well awkward. Lovely wife and I decided some time ago, after trying the "1 PC solution", this just doesn't work our house. It's not about secrecy, or about selfishness, of the fear of the other completely hosing a perfectly good PC and the dreaded reformatting of the hdd that follows (which we have experienced 2 times before we went his and hers). It's actually about just the opposite, hence was born the LAN this winter in the Zig household. We actually set aside a room in the house and dubbed it the "computer room". Lovely wife is sharp as a tack and well skilled in many things but still learning on the computer. She was always paranoid about trying new things for fear of screwing up the machine as she learned. There really was only one solution.......Lovely wife needed her own. It was not a fancy machine, but as luck would have it, free, and at 900mhz with 256meg ram, 20 gig hdd, a fine starter machine to beat the hell out of, no fear. She learned quickly, she tried things without fear and acomplished more than failed. Now another chapter comes. With some amount of fear, and more than a little pride, the Lovely wife gets to ditch the boat anchor and move up to a real machine. :)While it's still no smoking blaze box, 1.5ghz and 640 meg ram, 120 gig storage, 32meg agp stand alone etc, and again..free, I really am proud she outgrew the beater box as quickly as she did. I know your'e not all married, or couples, but how do you all handle this in your home?

I'm an uncle again.....:)

This lil man is Angus, least thats what I call him to his moms aggrevation. My 1st born nephew and officialy making me an "uncle" and a fine Irish lad he is. Well today it happened again, a niece is born, and ironically, I was not consulted for a proper name this time. Agrahs sisters simply do not appreciate my name picking capabilities. :) I don't know, maybe I'm getting old, maybe I'm getting soft, but starting to look forward to being an uncle and all it's rewards. I look forward to being the uncle that tells Angus what several dirty words mean, I look forward to geting the sprat all wound up and full of surgar, then sending him back home. I basically look forward to being the uncle from hell...LOL The niece, I don't know. I think I'll be the repository of family secrets. I may console her a discussion, some really embarassing moment her life. I may say, WOW, that's embarassing, ever tell ya the time we lost your mom walking home from the bar, because she had to pee, picked a storefront doorway....and then passed out? Or maybe I'll find some other equally colourful story.....who knows, but either way we will laff, and the lass will feel better, and I'll be there for her.:) So a toast to my niece!!!! Who I will call Molly as nobody has taken the time to share her name with me as yet. May your life be long, your road be smooth, a gentle breeze at your back. May your life be joyful, your family close, and your pockets never lack. :)

Tales from the parking lot...

Monday though friday, after 5:00pm and the work day is done, it's a pretty common habit of Zig to have a smoke or two in the back parkinglot. It's a social gathing of sorts, a chance to unwind, discuss the events of the day with a couple coworkers. We bullshit about life beyond work too and just kinda catch up on stuff.....really, anything can come up. Friend: OK, got 3 movies to watch tonight... Me: Cool, what did ya get? Friend: V for vendetta, wife wanted to buy it, but we rented it instead, don't know If I want to buy it yet. Me: Cool, tell if it's any good, we've been thinking of seeing that as well.. Friend: Yeah, got the whole Matrix series...on 10 discs, Failure to launch... Me: That one seemed dumb as hell.... Friend: It has it's moments, but yeah......total chick flick, we uhh...got Brokeback Mountain too.....if you .. Me: ??? NO! No damn way in hell! You own it? DUDE!! You just made the blog. Friend: No....the wife owns it..... Me: "Awkward shrug" Alright...whatever...I gotta scoot, see ya tomorrow. Ok don't get me wrong, I really don't care what your kink is, or that your kink may be different than mine. I'm not of the mindset that this is a reason to not be friends with another or be creeped out, but I am a simple man..I draw the line cowboy movies:) Zig likes his beer cold, his woman hot, and his cowboy movies straight!!

Myspace Hacked!!

It was really only a matter of time wasn't it? I'm not a huge user of the product, and if your a regular reader here, you know I've posted on it a few times. While I'm not a huge fan, I have no reason to see a cool free service take a hit like this. What I find most disturbing about this act though, is that it's not an attempt to gain passwords to set up a spam mail network. Instead these jackasses send racist hate bulletins via a bands myspace account to thier entire fanbase, literally jeporadizing careers of new or up and coming bands. You can read more about it here. The whole tmz article is kinda telling.

Random thoughts..........

Do you think Mel Gibson eats jujubees? Do vegans care that plantfood often involves bonemeal? Do vegans know what bonemeal is? If chickens have breasts, why dont they have nipples? (ok...I know the answer to that one, but still funny) Is there difference between political correctness...........and lying...politely? If Mel Gibson got pulled over by the police and he bitched about (insert any other ethnic group here) would anybody care? If Benny Hill and Dame Edna had a child.......(insert your own punchline here)

Agrah's site is up....kinda...:)

The lovely Mrs Zig has her 1st post up and running..:) If you are so inclined, you can find her musings here. I'll be adding a link this weekend to the naughty section.....as she is indeed naughty by conventioal sense of the word....lol Enjoy and be safe, hope you all had a great weekend..:)

William Hughes Mearns (1875-1965)

Well this week another mystery is solved in the Zig house with extra help from our friend Suze. A couple of posts down I tossed out a poem that has been stuck in my head for decades, but no idea were it came from. It seems more popular than I had realized. It's been used with some variations in sci/fi magazines, intros to movies, even quoted on star trek. With a pretty solid lead from Suze and google at hand I was able to find a fair amount of sites that also have that poem stuck in minds of thier authors. :) Wikipedia had the best information I've found so far, you can find the link here.

Friend getting her game on......

Our good friend Mosiac10 has been working her blog a little while now. Do us a favor and say howdy, good bad or indifferent. She's been trying to cross post to get her poetry out there and has potential...:) you can find her here or at the tumbleweed wandering link in the naughty section ....:) Be nice...I trust few people with my life, she is one.....:)

Random memory...........

Yesterday upon the stair.. I met a man who was not there.. He wasn't there again today.. Gee I wish he'd go away.. Author unknown

No proper camp shall be without...........................

To the untrained eye, this may appear to be litter. No no dear readers, this is a campsite in Michigan. Every one of those dear empty aluminum shells, once full of foaming goodness, is worth $0.10 USD. In Michigan, we have this thing called a bottle deposit. It's more or less a ransom, or bail money you pay up front in addition to the cost of the beverage at hand. You get that dime per can or bottle back only if return the empties. We made this a law back in the early 70's, and it really has reduced the litter in our state. Not all states have a bottle deposit, and those that do range from as low as $.05 to $0.10+, hence that ill fated Seinfeld episode where Kramer and Newman plan to take a buttload of cans from NY to MI...:) For us in camp, it works out pretty well. You drink all night, sip coffee the next morning, bag up your empties, turn them in and buy more beer. Pretty ingenious I must say. Often at camp, there may be a family member a lil down on their luck, we'll donate the cans to them instead and they wind up with 50-100 cash for the effort of turning them in. At camp, your pile of empties is very important, as it says alot about your campsite. We usually camp on federal land, thus under the jusistiction of US Rangers. If your camp is visited by a Ranger, and it will, and your cans are strewn all about like a bomb went off, thats not going to be a pleasant visit. The fine for littering or dumping on federal land is pretty steep!! :) If your cans are in a clearly defined pile, organized camp, and your trash is well under control, you'll have a very pleasant visit. They'll actually tell you they wish more like you were camping in the area and sit and bullshit with you for awhile, gossip about what camps they busted and why, heads up on what to watch for, etc. They also give you more leeway for rowdiness if they think your not going to trash the site.:) The last rule of camping always is...leave the campsite looking as good........or better than you found it.

Happy HNT....more camp stuff........

This just one of the many interesting things you may be exposed to at a camping trip with Zig's family. As a matter of record, it should probably be noted this was an unsolicited photo moment memory maker. Ahh......family....:) Meet our aunt, the very same lady who mooned not only my grandmother, but several other guests at our wedding reception...........repeatedly, and again, unsolicited. We have it on tape, our wedding video. We had a back-up made as evidence for later use........:) Goofs aside, we love her dearly. She's probably our favorite aunt, and certainly knows how to liven up a party. Word of advice though if you camp with this woman. DO NOT GO TO SLEEP WITH YOUR SMOKES LEFT SITTING UNATTENDED. At our camp, nobody will ever steal anything from you, but if a reasonable argument can be made that something was abandoned....salvage rights may occour. Next camp....Labor Day weekend and I'm bringing the camera.............lol

Lovley wife starts a blog.......:)

Rumour is true. The lovely Agrah is starting her own blog and gotten the bug. We'll post a link when she has it framed out and running.........:)

Irish Luck............................

Definition of Irish luck. The average man will step in dogshit, and say "Damn!! I just stepped in dogshit". An Irishman will step in dogshit and say "Damn!! I just stepped in dogshit..Lucky these aren't my good shoes!" Some of you may not know this, but Lovely wife and I of Irish lineage. We also happen to be a mix of all other manner of stuff....but Irish damnit!! :) It is a regret of mine that I never learned gaelic from my grandpa before he passed. I was just a kid and not interested, now I long for it. Sure I've learned a smattering, can say snappy things like hello and kiss my ass, but not conversational. I can almost kinda sorta read a little of it, depending on dialect, on a good day. Whats always facinated me is the literal translation vs the figurative translation of any given phrase gael to english, and how funny or odd or wise they pan out to be. I'm pretty sure this holds true other languages too, but hell, I'm into gael.......:) Just one example, and I'll find the actual Gaelic spelling of it, but by way of showing. Figuative translation..... "go to hell." Literal translation..."may you be eaten by the cat, and the cat be eaten by the devil!" I think it has more colour in the literal translation.........:)

Automated calls.................

I don't know if this happens to you not in the states, but prevelant here. Let me paint the picture for you... Ring Ring...... Hrrm, do I pick up the phone? Is it an important call? Did I win publishers clearing house? F*ck......caller id in the other room. Do I risk it? Do I? It might be that creepy IRC friend I avoid, it might be my ex,......it might be my mom....Ring Ring...I chance it!!!!! Muzak in the backround...please hold for this very important call the recorded voice says......F*ck!!! They got me again!! I swear these guys make a drinking game of this! These really do annoy me, they call day and night. We did sign up no-call list and crap like that, but while it helped......long way to go. Somehow it has not been figured out that 8pm is not only bad time to call. Lovely wife works nights...guess how happy she is to get a call at 2 pm? Tonights offending call was from the electric company. Granted I was delighted it was not a collections call, rather a request to help conserve energy this heat wave, not one human ever picked up. Somehow i also was not moved to turn down the AC in the house either........... Here is a hint, to all who may use this autodialing device.... 1) If it truly is an important message, you should dial it yourself, and not make me hold while listening to muzak. 2) If it truly is an important call, a human from your office should leave a message on my message machine. 3) If your number on my caller id simply says "number unavailable" I'll assume you are unavailable, and not pick up. 4) If your tele-jacakasses are unwilling to let me call them back at thier home, convienent time for me, stop expecting me to give them the same leeway. 5) Stop calling me you ruthless bastards!!!!!!!! 6) I really mean it.......stop 7) Really 8) Bastards......!!!!!! Ring Ring The views of this post qualifies in the catgory of "rant". No telemarketers or auto dialers were harmed in the posting of this episode............not to say I don't want too..................:)