yippeee-skippeee! i have been ordained! yep, like thousands of others, i have been ordained by the Good Folks over at the Universal Life Church (http://www.ulchq.com/) for FREE! i can now legally (in most states) perform marriages, baptisms, funeral rites, blessings and excorcisms. well, they didn't mention excorcisms, but that's what i want to do and why i really wanted the ordination.
i would like to tell you that i feel renewed but i still feel like me, only holier. and you know what is really awesome about being a reverend? every time i sneeze and say, "Bless me", that's exactly what i will be doing. cool.
ps: don't worry. i will not turn into a Fesus Jreak
i just realized something(s): the last post was very poorly typed AND 'Artemis' is a GIRL's name!!!! (see Hino's comment to previous post). Artemis aka Diana, Goddess of the hunt, the moon and lots of other things was a FEMALE! so, Ned is a poofster! a tofty! NOT Rammestein after all! (poor thing). oh, how i love making fun of the Germans.
first, the REALLY bad news: Dox's mom passed away 3 days ago and Hino did not tell us until today. so we feel really bad because we would have atleast sent flowers or, if needed, money. she had been sick for a very long time but that doesn't mean it is less of a shock to loved ones.
Maniac Mike is in Seg. he got caught with a broken razor blade that he had in a book. he would use the 2 pieces of the blade to light cigarettes using batteries. he will be in Seg until the 25th of this month. both Popeye and i told him to ditch the blades when he had no cigarettes but he is his own stubborn self (as, i guess, he should be) and got caught. Seg means he lost his single cell, had all his shit removed, cannot call or get visits. he can get mail and newspapers and can still place store orders (from a select group of items.) this is his first time in Seg while in RI. i don't feel sorry for him, but Angel is so bothered by not getting her phone calls that i thing she is depressed.
i have a brand new, never before experienced illness...WOW...YAHOOIE! something new to make life interesting. my tonsils are exuding liquid of some sort. it has some connection to my lymph system. my throat hurts really bad one day, and the next, it's not too bad. i was originally prescribed azythromycin in pill form, but that triggered the Celiac Monster so i was switched to liquid and that's fine. now, i wait.
hoping to register to vote at the Town Hall in the town where i now live tomorrow. (terrible grammar!)
why do Hino's dogs EAT EVERYTHING?!!! and who would name their dogs Nick (Saint or Nearly-Headless?) and Ned (Nancy Drew's love interest)? why not Du Hast and Wolfenstein? or Ozzie and Ozzy? would be easy to call them. one reason i never let Hino name the pets was that he always wanted to name the Fred or Tom. MM wanted to pugs and he wants to name them Walt and Gladys. WTF??
by the way...a former male part-timer is coming back. we all dread this. we also got a new part time children's room librarian and his name is either Pete, Paul or Patrick depending on whom you ask. he has a really big head. size-wise. large for his body type. practically alien. i guess they finally found me at work!
my husband hates the idea of a kitchen stocked with Hello Kitty items such as my coffeepot. it only makes six cups at a time but how much coffee does one need? i also have an HK toaster and even an HK waffle maker...thanks to the saturday group which gave me them for my birthday! (the waffle maker is floating up top). i would also like to have....
now, now...nothing to see here. just move right along and let me do all the the droolin'!
did anyone see him on the BBC's Celebrity Big Brother? i didn't even know about it. Maniac Mike is addicted to Big Brother here in the US, but i don't know how he'd like this one. all i heard this season was Big Brother! Big Brother! i was getting an Orwellian complex!!
in one blurb on the net, it was mentioned that DB didn't wash for 4 days. hmmm. odd behavior+hot guy=still do-able in my book. if i go 4 days without a shower it means i am having serious issues! i hate having dirty hair...i can't sleep until it's shampooed. and i hate have another...er...dirty bit. y'know? we actually discussed this subject at circ after the kiddy librarian read to us from a mens magazine. she read that sometimes men get dandruff around their naughty bits (god, i love Monty Python). the article said it could be relieved by shampooing with a dandruff shampoo. then i mentioned that there are times when i'm too lazy to go brazilian, i use shampoo, too. why not?? then certain staff got embarrassed and kept saying, "this is not an appropriate topic to discuss at circ." well, sure it is. behind the circ desk, anything goes (as long as the director doesn't hear us)!
...an HK humidifier for the bedroom, but that would conflict with the halloween theme. hmmm. oh, i can put it in the bathroon...which is now called The Penguin Bathroom (aka Poppy's room) because it is decorated with penguins. when spring comes around, i plan to redecorate with HK items...shower curtain, bathmat, towels...whatever. i do already have 2 sets of these towels in the kitchen and i have a pop up hamper that i put the trash bag in. and i have a small metal trash can for recyclables.
funny thing about one of the towels that i keep hung over (is that right? sounds like i give it too much whiskey!) the handle of the oven...it is always discumbobulated, disheveled, moved or on the floor. i think it might be the train. a dozen times a day i have to fix it. i may fix it, walk away then reenter the kitchen and the darn towel is all lopsided. so, it's the train or i have a ghost who only likes pink HK towels and nothing else.
have i mentioned that i am gonna be 42? well, i think i'll grow up NEXT year!
when one cuts of all ones hair in an effort to stop cutting ones flesh, and returns to work after a long holiday, staff and patrons should NOT remark on ones NEW HAIRDO and how CUTE it is! sheesh! can't someone have a gosh darn psychotic break!
yeah, work was all fun and games and boy, i sure did miss it. i also miss KC and the Sunshine Band. NOT! atleast we have the 31st and the 1st off!
this is a picture of the mill i now live in before renovation. it shows the bell tower with the original bell (1867, i think) and very little of the mill and complex. there is a small building that is original to the site, that leads one safely (i hope!) under the train tracks. i can use this building if i have to park in the upper lot. the trees cover the main entrance. my apartment is on the 2nd floor far to the left. one feature that i do LOVE about the place is the train. it goes by around 9:30pm weekdays and around 2:00am in the morning but it is not VERY reliable. when the train goes by, i can stand in the middle of my living room and feel a minor earthquake. shit rattles..loads of fun! i do love trains! the lower lot parking in front of the tracks is so close, you can practically reach out and touch the train as it goes by (not recommended!). the most cars i have been able to count as they went by was 84.
a quick mention: the snow plowing of the first major storm of the season was HORRENDOUS! please...i pay crazy rent...SHOVEL the damn walkways!!!
excellent, raging, twisted and totally antieverything except DISorder. do NOT play within earshot of anyone who may be easily offended...including corpses and Satanists. it may even be too much for them.
still, LOVE the songs Idle Americans and Violence.
for Pete's sake, if you live in RI and do not know who these guys are you must be living under a white sheet. just bought the book (see pic under Chain Reading) titled Ghost Hunting: True Stories of the Unexplained Phenomena from The Atlantic Paranormal Society. very short stories and very easy to read. i think any "plummer" could handle it!
and why shouldn't TAPS be a Rhode Island phenomenon? we are the Vampire Capitol of the USA! also, we never use our blinkers. not sure how that fits in but...
will save the review, of course, until after i read the book. right now i am enamoured by William Henry.
in truth, we never invaded Iraq. we invaded Babylon. we invaded Babylon, not for oil, but for the symbolism of a christian nation defeating the terrible, apocryphal Babylonian monster AND to raid the museums and dig the land to look for the TRUE religion, the real reason we are here on earth which can (they hope) be found in the first great civilization, Sumer (Iraq). the only weapons of mass destruction Saddam had were the ones WE gave to him (in the form of biological weapons that he used in the Iran/Irag war and against the Kurds.) there is something in Sumer that this christian nation wants and they want to find it before the truth gets out...that, perhaps, christianity is not what it's cracked up to be. maybe, the True religion (if it is a religion) is nothing like these born-agains want us to believe. it is something more and Jesus DID try to tell us about it. but you cannot find all the answers in the cut down, heavily edited bible. it May be found in cuniform tablets not yet found, laying in the dirt in Babylon.
for a long time now i have been toying with the idea of creating a new blog, separate from this one, to replace this one, but i can't seem to do it. i have started a new Spyspace account but i really hate the way it is set up. if anyone here has a spyspace account, look for me under my name "sammonicus". do you know who sammonicus was? the physician to the Roman Emporer Severus! i had been looking for a name that was in some way related to Severus Snape and this is the only one i found that i actually like (even though it is a male name and i don't know the meaning of the name...yet. i did very little digging to find it.) i have called my spyspace..er..space...The Blue Apples. now just where would one find blue apples???
bah! humbug! hino left yesterday to drive back to Texas on his own. i wanted to do the drive but he could not wait. i don't know why he drove up here in the first place. i really hate christmas and have for most of my life. nothing but disappointments and stress. everyone who goes about with Merry Christmas on their lips should be boiled in their own puding and buried with a stake of holly in their heart (paraphrased)! besides, christmas is a Druid or pagan holiday and has nothing to do with Christ. it should be Merry Winter Solstice and it IS merry because now the old man begins to wake up or is reborn and the days grow longer from now on! yeah! christmas was calculated to be 3 days from the solstice to signify the 3 days Jesus spent "under the earth" and was born again on Christ's Mass. more or less. sounds more like another pagan...er...christian holiday, doesn't it?
once again. it has been a truly awful prelude to christmas. i had a psychotic break and chopped off my hair, cut, and burned my arms and lost partial vision, lost the feeling in limbs and had 2 panic attacks. and somehow, i thought this year might be better. stupid to think that.
i am also thinking of doing a new blog for the new year. i have ignored this one too long.
tomorrow morning we will not have access to the computers. we are being upgraded statewide. though it will be a horrible morning, i will have the pleasure of telling all of our regular computer hogs that we are offline! yeah! we won't be able to issue cards, look up accounts or pay fines, but we can atleast check people out. it will be a mess finding carts to keep all the returns on and when the delivery arrives, it will be mountainous!
the neurologists gave me PILLS today. hurray! some pills called Lyrica. they are supposed to help with nerve damage. i lied and told her i drank NO caffeine. in reality, i had some coffee. i just know caffeine could not be giving me these strange daily headaches. so, i lied a little. the EEG was normal exept that she could tell i was on heavy duty drugs. so i "promised" to continue my caffeine/tylenol free diet. heh! i forgot to fill the script tonight, so it'll have to wait until tomorrow.
otherwise, there is nothing new under the sun and i am missing Pops pretty bad.
oh, one odd thing...the train was on time last night moving up the tracks when it slowed to a stop and backed up. after that, i didn't hear it until the wee hours of the morning. when i walked downt through the underground passage that runs under the train tracks, i noticed that almost the entire lenght of the concrete floor was cracked. lately, i've been calling the train the Hogwart's Express and i even have the sign hanging on a wall.
we have a plumber coming to the library to fix the ladies room sink. the director put up a sign to remind us. it read "Pete the Plummer will be in tomorrow to fix the sink". and she has a masters degree.
one of the most beautiful animals i've ever known has died. she wasn't mine but losing her is really doing a number on me. i miss her so much. she was just a crippled old cat, but she was super smart and i loved her personality. my aunt does not know. the owner of the nursing home where my aunt lives now said it would not be a good time to tell her and frankly, i don't want to tell that poor woman.
Poppy will be placed in an urn of St Francis. i thought that one was most fitting,