Stuff You Never Noticed as Child

Stuff You Never Noticed as Child

Night Off

Tonight is my night off, so I’m not going to write much and just post it now instead of the morning. If you haven’t watched this video yet… you should cause this woman is amazing. In today’s media if you can’t look the part and sell your sexy bits and pieces to the public you flat out don’t make the cut. It is a damn shame the importance placed on what others want you to think is beautiful.
I give you Britains Got Talent: Susan Boyle

Susan Boyle



Also this lil kid has some pipes!!

Shaheen Jafargholi

Shaheen Jafargholi Britain's Got Talent 2009, Episode 2



Edited: Found better video quality for the Susan Boyle video, it is also longer, also shorter but better quality video for Shaheen Jafargholi

Seven-Tenths Of A Second

Does your job location hand out those little safety pamphlets? Well mine does like back when it was getting pretty cold out they gave us one on how to dress warmly in the winter and be prepared. Also some tips on driving. Now that it has been raining a lot they gave us a pamphlet for that too. Normally I just kind of shrug them off to the side and don’t even bother with them. I didn’t even glace at this one. Then one of the guards pointed something out to me that was in it he found it kind of shocking, I found it amusing that they put it into a safety pamphlet. It’s like they are trying to scare the holy crap out of us. Anyways I thought I’d share. This is straight from the pamphlet.

Seven-Tenths Of A Second
Look at your watch and see how long one second is. If you have a stopwatch, try to stop the stopwatch at seven-tenths of a second. Now that you have an idea of how fast that is, consider what happens in the first seven-tenths of a second when an automobile is traveling 55mph hits a solid object and the driver is not wearing his or her seat belt.
• In the first-tenth of a second, the front bumper and grill collapse.
• In the second-tenth of a second, the hood crumples raises and strikes the windshield while the rear wheels are lifted from the ground, still spinning at 55mph. Simultaneously, the fenders begin wrapping themselves around the object that was just struck by the car. The frame of the car has stopped moving, but the rest of the car is still traveling 55mph. The driver instinctively stiffens his legs against the crash and they snap at the knee joint.
• During the third-tenth of a second, the steering wheel starts to disintegrate in the driver’s hands and the steering column is aimed at the driver’s chest.
• The forth-tenth of a second finds the first two feet of the car’s front end wrecked, with the rear moving at 35mph, but the driver’s body still traveling at 55mph.
• In the fifth-tenth of a second (a “split second”), the driver is impaled on the steering column and his lugs begin to fill with blood.
• In the sixth-tenth of a second, the driver’s feet are ripped out of his shoes, the brake pedal snaps off and the car frame buckles in the middle. The driver’s head smashes into the windshield as the rear wheels fall back to earth.
• In the seven-tenth of a second, doors fly open, hinges rip loose and the seats break free, striking the driver from behind. The driver does not feel the seat striking him, because he is already dead!

Next thing you know we’ll have guards calling off cause it is raining.

Early Bird

Okay, so here is the thing. I write these post while I’m at work, it gives me something to do, and makes time go by a little faster. I work from 12am to 8am, then post these when I get home in the morning. It is now 3:38am and I have been thinking about all the things I could complain about today. This is what I hear, the humming of the large machines, sometimes a whistle that blows and lets the steam out (much like a kettle) and then you have this one bird. Now I like birds, and they always say “The Early Bird Gets the Worm” but for crying out loud why is it every and I mean every night right around 3:30am this same freaking bird starts screaming. And its not just a little twittering of a song, that bird really gets going. It is so loud that whenever I’m on the phone with like my insomniac mother who is, I swear, going half deaf, she can here this freaking bird over the damn phone. I just don’t get it! The sun has hours before it comes up, even “most” rosters wait till then. But not this silly little bird that drives me mad half the night. I could understand if it was like an owl, but this is no owl I know what they sound like. I’m not sure what in the world this thing is, though if I had to guess, I’m thinking it’s a robin. Maybe it has sleeping issues and is lonely so it starts waking all the other little birdies up. Around 4am there will be a small choir of them going back and forth at one another. Then around 5am it settles down and you get a bit of silence, but only a bit cause right about 5:30 to 6am they all start up and though I leave at 8 I would assume they don’t stop till nightfall. Then again it might just be me. Do birds always start stirring around 3 to 3:30am and I’ve never noticed before till this one started irritating the holy crap out of me? Or is this really a psycho insomniac bird that wants late night company?

Educational TV

What has happened to “real” educational television programs? Now don’t get me wrong. Every now and then something gets aired that has some real content to it, but let’s face it. Today it is all about entertainment value. How many times have you tuned into Animal Planet to see the same program on: Planet’s Most Funniest Animals, Animal Cops, and ridiculous people like the now deceased Steve Irwin or Austin Stevens who get their facts wrong, act like nuts and sell it to unsuspecting viewers. Now I’ll be the first to admit I like the Dog Whisper, but the majority of the people he gets on that show really have no clue about their pets. The information and instructions he gives them are very basic, easy to do, easy to research subjects. Yet they have to call in a televised “professional” get on TV and have their 10 minutes of fame. I used to watch Animal Cops up until they had so many branches of it that it became more ridiculous then CSI. I believe in saving animals from cruel situations, both my dogs came from shelters, and I’ve found homes for many others I’ve worked with. But that’s just it, if you are going to make an improvement DO it. Don’t sit, watch, feel sorry for them, forget about it a few minutes later go on with your life without contributing, repeat. Now Animal Planet isn’t the only one. Take the History Channel, and Discovery channel with their “hypothetical” TV shows. What educational value is there in learning some jack-pot’s theory of aliens in UFOs building the Pyramids? Yeah, they are a mystery, and so are other intelligent life forms. Programs dedicated to the individual subjects describing what we do know with supporting evidence, and a few personal beliefs is fine. Don’t put the two together find some quack-job historian with a few screws loose, then make an hour to two hour program trying to sell the idea. Don’t think I forgot the Discovery channel. They have all the “End of the World”, and “Natural Disasters” programs. The Natural Disasters are my favorites (sarcasm). What happens when this “Mega” volcano blew up, what if this “Mega” flood happened, what if a “Mega” rogue wave hits New York, and my all time favorite (more sarcasm) what if the pressure built up under Yellowstone Park blew up. *Sigh* Entertaining isn’t it? Bottom Line: If we don’t kill our selves, Mother Nature will. Wild ravenous dogs will eat our corpses. Aliens with UFOs will come back and rebuild it all.

Purse Update:

My purse/messenger bag came in the mail yesterday, and I must say I’m very pleased. I was worried about it being too large. However I think it is the right size I was looking for. It swallows all my belongings from my old purse up with lots of room to spare. The even better advantage is somehow, without looking overstuffed, it even manages to fit my laptop and cords in it with all my other crap. The advantages of this is now when I go to work I’m not carrying my lunch box, purse, and duffel bag with my laptop, cords, and whatever I have managed to cram in there. My purse possessions, laptop and a single notebook is plenty. The next step now is the “Test of Time” and how well it is constructed and holds up to my abuse. The good thing in its’ favor: thick, sturdy canvas material. As long as the shoulder strap holds up I’m in good shape.

Purses

You know, most young girls, growing up, want all the girlie things. They want the fingernail polish, the hair, the makeup, and their purses. The toy companies make, package, throw on a popular cartoon character, then advertize it to the young girl.

Not me though. Growing up in the country I felt right at home with a hand-me-down flannel shirt, and a fishing rod. When I became a young adult I still didn’t care for any of it. The way I saw it, makeup and stylish hair was time consuming , and even painting your nails took more talent and effort then it was worth. Purses were not any better. In high school you already had to lug around a book bag full of crap, why add to the misery. If I couldn’t fit it into my pockets I left it behind. Then I got older. As you get older, you start to accumulate more stuff that you can no longer leave behind. You start driving you get keys, move out of parents house, more keys. Driver’s license, countless ID cards for all occasions. You get a job, keep part of your money, the rest in a bank, some money…… more cards. Then you have to keep track of this crap so you get a wallet. Before you know it you are spending less time at home, so you start packing all the things you need to get you through the day. Pens, small note books, calendar, hand sanitizer, crap, crap and more crap. Now for a while, I still got away from carrying a purse, I had my future husband to fill his pockets to the brim with all my crap. That too was a pain all in its own, yeah I didn’t have to carry a purse, but I had his constant complaining. Then if something got miss placed or fell out I put the blame on him. Finally it got to the point I could no longer avoid it. I got a purse, not a giant hobo bag. Just a small cute purse that seemed harmless. That was the start of it all. Now that I had something to keep a constant eye on and lug with me everywhere I went I quickly filled up the small empty space it had with more crap. Before I knew it my cute little purse was over flowing. So I upgraded and got a woman’s purse. Now that purse too is overflowing with, you guessed it, more meaningless crap that on some level of subconscious I have the need to take everywhere with me. My conclusion to this should soon be arriving in the mail. It is a small messenger bag (not the full-sized laptop, book packing kind, just a smaller version).

I’m hoping that I have reached the age where there is no longer anymore crap that I need to accumulate and that the messenger bag will be the right size for me not to feel like I’m carrying a bag with a watermelon in it. What on earth could I possibly find to accumulate now? Surely I have all my issues covered. I’ve come to the conclusion that if by some dreadful out come I find more crap to carry, and my bag is no longer big enough, I’m completely skipping the hobo and XXXL quilted bags and going straight to an army issued duffel bag. With one of those I could fit half a house, if not at lest a large human body in it.

Now that is a BAG!