WWBD

There are numerous videos for Beyonce's song Single Ladies. I found a couple good ones. One is with Justin Timberlake as one of the dancers. What is really interesting is one of a bunch of 8 year olds dancing suggestively to the song.
What is interesting is that they were not the only kids that have been dancing suggestively to this song. Do I care? Not really, I'm just watching people go off about their sick perversions. If anyone wants to talk about clothing that is inappropriate, has anyone seen the clothes for children that are being sold?
So, what makes this so different? The girls were in a dance competition scantily clad. Other videos the babies were just wearing a diaper and one could dance really well. Seriously, what is the difference?
I don't think anyone really has anything else better to do.

Party Time

I am thinking ahead. As though everything will go swell and trying to dig up some ideas to get things done. Then again, my idea would not get anything done.
I have this huge tree stump in my yard that needs to go. A big hole was dug around it. There had been an attempt to get rid of it. Dad was over one day and we tied the tree and the truck together. Needless to say, the stump did twist and that was it.
I think I am going to have some tree issues to resolve this summer. Somehow some way, things will get done. The wind already remedied one issue. I also have a plague of saplings all over my yard. Stupid squirrels. I have a bunch of maple trees growing where I cannot reach them with a shovel.
I was thinking of a tree stump pulling party. Of course, it does sound a little naughty but it won't be what they are thinking. If I had a party, I think the main concentration would be on beer and not the tree. See, I'm thinking logically.
I am also thinking of having a party when I earn my Associates. I don't know if anyone will come. Except for maybe Shannon and her hubby. Which would be fine, we could have some sort of a shin dig.
I am sure I'll invite as many people as possible. Party party, b.y.o.b. A potluck sounds fun. I think I will have to solve the cat issue first, I get embarrassed when someone steps in cat crap.

If I Could be Anywhere Else

I really am not fond of Nampa. The police department is laid back. There is an ordinance on dogs but not cats. I can't find anyone to rent a room to save my life. I want to have a baseball bat for the pesky neighbors that seem to think that they need to sneak into my yard and steal things.
I actually had this surveillence person come to my door the other day. He told me that they were trying to find a house for their ad thing. For a fee a month, that is. Really? I would love to, however, I cannot afford anything right now. Not even batteries.
I have been reading about different places to be. Chanhassen, Minnesota was one place to be. Just a drive away from St. Paul. I think it would be really cool. I would also be near someone I like over at Paisley Park. That is where that is, you know. Do you know what that means? I would probably run out of money watching as many Prince concerts as possible.
I was looking through the Internet today. I don't have anything else to do when I am sitting doing nothing and cannot do my paper. I was looking for where San Juan Islands were. Then I started to think about what it might be like to live there. I think it would be kind of nice, but spendy. I don't know what kind of job I would be able to get if I lived there. I looked at the houses found places ranging from cheap to really high priced. What kind of employment? I don't know. Saw some random places for employment.
Anywhere I would go, I wouldn't have to worry about finishing school because I can take the Internet.

Happy Mothers Day!

I wish I could have some time and some extra money to take you somewhere. I am a slave right now. I love you, mom! Happy Mothers Day!

Somewhat Quiet

The neighbor was in the yard today chopping up the tree. I think he is supposed to come back Sunday or Monday. I haven't paid anything to get this done. I don't know if Paul is.
My job has me staying late. The requirements for how many hours are supposed to be put in are going down. It's cutting into my school time. My paycheck is all screwed up, they seem to send several messages when one is denied. In turn, I screw up and I am not calling because I have been calling them for the past several days.
I have heard very few replies to my ad. Paul is looking for a job. Looking. I tried to make a recommendation where all the jobs are. He got all pissy and showed me what I already knew. I got on his case for that. He owes me money and he has been living in my home for free for a year now. I need some changes to be made.
Anyway, I have to get some food and my sanity.

BOOM!!! 2 Bad I Missed It

Stupid Elm

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So, I have this big ugly Dutch elm in my backyard. According to dad, they are illegal in Boise. How do you make a big ugly tree illegal? Anyways, this thing was in my backyard.
It has been sapping. If you look at the back of the tree, it is completely covered with sap. It drops twigs all over the yard all day long. There are some dead branches on it.
I have been wanting to do something about this tree. We even hacked one of the branches off. It made a huge horrible mess. I have nothing but tree issues. I have a stump in the front yard that needs to be finished or have the dirt put back.
There is a crack that has been crawling down the middle of the elm. Some tree person from Idaho Power put a note on my door. One branch is going to screw up the power line. I called them and told them the situation of the huge branch that is cracking and that it could possibly have a bigger threat.
The guy came back and looked at it. He claimed that the person in charge might not chop that branch off. I looked at the cables that surround my backyard, I didn't think he knew what he was talking about.
The Cable One person came. He made a minor adjustment to the line. He didn't acknowledge the fact that it will be destroyed. I could see it. Paul could see it. It was awfully tempting to just move it ourselves. It's not connected to anything.
Today, the guys came back to clip some branches. Some little branches. The wind storm came. I get a message from Paul about the branch falling. Wonderful.
Luckily, it didn't damage the house or the neighbors shed. It mutilated the wood fence and the chain link fence. So much for putting the boards back on it. Frank escaped the other day and got fleas from the neighbors yard. At least, it had some things to catch it's fall.

Bill Cosby is a Comedian

I think I have finally aged myself. I am a little older than Paul. Not by too much. But, enough to know quite a bit.
I was listening to him go through all of these comedy channels on his cell phone. He played some Steve Martin and his skit about cat toys. Old school to me.
Then suddenly, "Bill Cosby??"
I told him, "Yes, he is a comedian."
Back in the day, the family hung out at the grandparents house. Bill Cosby Himself was always on the tube. I practically had it memorized. So, I found a funny clip. The one where Bill was talking about giving his children chocolate cake for breakfast. It is still pretty funny.
The longer I work, the more younger people I work with. I tend to forget how old I am. There is someone at work that is about the same age as me. Some of the girls say how much older she is. I argue about how ageist they are. They don't know how old I am. Should I drop the ball and tell them? Maybe, they wouldn't believe me anyway.
The person and I will go off about random things that existed "so long ago." Sometimes we talk about the 80's, which I remember more vaguely. Today, we spoke about Mr. Bill. The other girls, "Mr. Who???" A character from SNL, who should make another come back.
It's kind of weird to think about things. I will hear a song from the 80s and think, "I was alive when this song was released."