Daily Archives: May 8, 2015
Advice for people who like to use google for advice

Never judge a book by its cover. Instead, ignore the synopsis on the back and spend hours and even days revisiting a library or bookstore reading it from cover to cover before you judge it.

If you have a fever, go to the freaking doctor and don’t place yourself in path of healthy people where your disgusting germ can piggyback and infect an entire family of innocents. If you don”t have a fever… buy a ton of OTC meds, supplements, and infect away!

Zach King… or is it DEMON King?

I saw this demon ring leader on TruTV during the “funniest” shows. Funny? What’s so funny about selling your soul to Beelzebub? This is 18 minutes of pure flipping Jesus the bird with his witch-craftery. I don’t get the appeal. I just hope he’s far away from where I’m at so I never have to witness first hand his evil trickery that is straight from the bowels of HELL  where it’s HOT  so he can burn while water skiing in the LAKE OF FIRE!!!!

Enjoy, but while you’re enjoying this visual “sin”, grab your rosaries and start praying for your soul.

Happy Tears! :’) Or is the beginning of darkness??

I saw this video on SunnySkyz.com and I was bracing myself for a heartwarming moment; which did deliver (da da DAAA) at first. The more I watched this video, well let me give you the description first:

So do horses remember each other and have emotions?

Ungrateful Little Fur Faces…

Why won’t he love me??

When spring hits the area and the little feathery and furry critters come back, I like to bulk up on the bird seed and peanuts. It’s my way of playing Snow White. I imagine that one of these days they’ll flock around me and speak to me in a language that I’ll understand. For the generous amounts of food I’ve provided for them, they’ll offer to do my housework with me, tidy up my hair, and shower me with love and affection. That’s not out of the realms of possibility, is it?

MasterChef Junior Judge… Worst job EVER


I was watching MasterChef Junior; okay, I’m binging on it. If you haven’t heard about it yet, it’s a show where young culinary talents compete against each other in front of some of the worlds’ best chefs. If that’s not intimidating enough, these kids range from 8-13 (maybe younger, maybe older… but that’s the range I’ve seen). If I were a little girl with an ounce of talent I don’t think I would get past the qualifying round without breaking into tears. I was a sensitive, emotional little girl; it tears me up when I see the judging round.