Howie Mandel Takes It All

My family has found a new game show on NBCTV to watch together, Howie Mandel’s Take It All.

(Actually, we watch it on Hulu. Watch television live? Only if the internet is out!)

On a random note, raise your hand if you remember way back when Howie Mandal had hair?

He’s still a cutie though and . . . → Read More: Howie Mandel Takes It All

Looking for Snarky Blogs

When I originally started this blog, it was intended as a depository for all the snarky, bitchy, lazy, whiny, procrastinating, narcissistic, introverted pieces of my life.

But, well, by the time I think about posting, I have completely forgotten what I was going to post about.

And, other types of blogs make me more money than this blog.

Aaaaaaannd, they can make me money passively. Ie, whether I update . . . → Read More: Looking for Snarky Blogs

Sometimes God yells NO!!!

Sometimes God whispers.

And sometimes God yells NO! in no uncertain terms.

Last week, I was seriously comtemplating becoming a full time transcriptionist in lieu of being a professional blogger.

The very next day, I awoke with an ear ache that precluded me being able to hear and type.

So, I put off doing any work until I got better.

But apparently putting it off . . . → Read More: Sometimes God yells NO!!!

Television and Telecommuting

I recently saw a story on that said that people from home usually watch television while working.

Well, duh?!?!

Unless you have a job that requires no background noise or you find having the television on distracts you from your work, then, yeah, chances are that you are going to have the television on while typing.

In fact, I am getting . . . → Read More: Television and Telecommuting

The privilege of touch

Touching another human being is not a right, it is a privilege.

Woman cuddling her dog. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Touch can send shivers up your spine.

Shivers of appreciation.

Shivers of revulsion.

I almost racked a guy on church property who touched me without permission.

It was not the touch, per se, but the intention behind the . . . → Read More: The privilege of touch