The Noodle P
Friday, May 19, 2006
I can not wait for the week to be over. I feel like Dorthy in the Wizard of Oz clicking her heals "There's no day like Friday! There's no day like Friday! There's no day like Friday!"
Tomorrow is the Preakness and I am way excited about that because we got our old seats back!! Which means no sunburn and I can drink this year! (BTW - if anyone wants any bets placed they have to get $$ to me tonight with their bet.)
Friends are coming in from NY for the race so it will be a full house and a good time hopefully will be had by all.
Here is something that should make everyone laugh...
My client is running a training for their folks and the facility mgmt company apparently also sets up for Bush's speeches and press conferences. I had asked if we could get the AC turned down in the room because it was really hot and we wanted to keep people awake to get through the class. The gal that I was working with told me that they had to do that for Bush's speeches so people wouldn't fall asleep.
HE HE HE SNARF!
Ok here is another one....
Try to read this. I'm sure you can....very interesting.
fi yuo cna raed tihs, yuo hvae a sgtrane mnid too
Cna yuo raed tihs? Olny 55% plepoe can.
i cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd
waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan
mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy,
it dseno't mtaetr in waht oerdr the
ltteres in a wrod are, the olny iproamtnt tihng is
taht the frsit and lsat ltteer be in the rghit
pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can
sitll raed it whotuit a pboerlm. Tihs is bcuseae the
huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but
the wrod as a wlohe. Azanmig huh? yaeh and I awlyas
tghuhot slpeling was ipmorantt! if you can raed tihs
And another one (moldie but goodie)....
If you yelled for 8 years, 7 months and 6 days you would have produced enough sound energy to heat one cup of coffee.
(Hardly seems worth it.)
If you farted consistently for 6 years and 9 months, enough gas is produced to create the energy of an atomic bomb.
(Now that's more like it!)
The human heart creates enough pressure when it pumps out to the body to squirt blood 30 feet.
A pig's orgasm lasts 30 minutes.
In my next life, I want to be a pig.)
A cockroach will live nine days without its head before it starves to death. (Creepy.)
(I'm still not over the pig.)
Banging your head against a wall uses 150 calories a hour
(Don't try this at home,maybe at work)
The male praying mantis cannot copulate while its head is attached to its body. The female initiates sex by ripping the male's head off.
("Honey, I'm hom! e. What the....?!")
The flea can jump 350 times its body length. It's like a human jumping the length of a football field.
(30 minutes..lucky pig! Can you imagine?)
The catfish has over 27,000 taste buds.
(What could be so tasty on the bottom of a pond?)
Some lions mate over 50 times a day.
(I still want to be a pig in my next life...quality over quantity)
Butterflies taste with their feet.
(Something I always wanted to know.)
The strongest muscle in the body is the tongue.
Right-handed people live, on average, nine years longer than left-handed people.
(If you're ambidextrous, do you split the difference?)
Elephants are the only animals that cannot jump.
(okay, so that would be a good thing)
A cat's urine glows under a black light.
(I wonder who was paid to figure that out?)
An ostrich's eye is big ger than its brain.
(I know some people like that.)
Starfish have no brains.
(I know some people like that too.)
Polar bears are left-handed.
(If they switch, they'll live ! a lot longer)
Humans and dolphins are the only species that have sex for pleasure.
(What about that pig??)
OK LAST ONE....
Are you tired of those sissy-ass "friendship" poems that always sound good, but never actually come close to reality? Well, here is a series of promises that actually speak of true friendship:
1. When you are sad -- I will help you get drunk and plot revenge against the sorry bastard who made you sad.
2. When you are blue -- I will try to dislodge whatever is choking you.
3. When you smile -- I will know you finally got laid.
4. When you are scared -- I will rag on you about it every chance I get.
5. When you are worried -- I will tell you horrible stories about how much worse it could be until you quit whining.
6. When you are confused -- I will use little words.
7. When you are sick -- Stay the hell away from me until you are well again. I don't want whatever you have.
8. When you fall -- I will point and laugh at your clumsy ass.
9. This is my oath..... I pledge it to the end. "Why?" you may ask; "because you are my friend".
Tuesday, May 16, 2006
Some one stole the packaging idea...
For those of you who were at the "now that's a fawr" bonfire and spent 5 hours discussing a business plan... the packaging has been stolen!!! Our product is being sold by one salon in San Fernando Valley and is getting it's biggest sales in Texas. (wait for it) Because everything is bigger and now brighter in Texas.
And to boot - it can be ordered over the phone and drop shipped. SO... they are making money on the services rendered prior to treatment; as the product itself is only $75.00. The kit contains the product tub and a paint brush.
So they do not have the flavors or scents yet - we could expand the idea....
Friday, May 12, 2006
Tuesday, May 09, 2006
The tale of Morgan Ridge Part II
Honebee - I can not live in envy of your long hot showers for Jeff and I finally have water of our own! All 835 gallons of it to ourselves! It may have taken three more days home from work, 3 pumps, 2 controllers, and a couple of days to clear the well but there is water! And it is coming in to the house!!!
All hail the water!!!
Now That's A Fire!!
It was a good weekend! Jeff and I got to burn stuff with our friends. We all shared Fire Marshall duties and no one got hurt. Although I was warned that my hair might go up like Micheal Jackson's.
Sunday was a great do nothing day - I had forgotten what they were like!!
I hope everyone had a great weekend!
It is almost hump day, Honeybee!
Monday, May 01, 2006
She wore WHAT?!
I went to a wedding this weekend. Having known the bride for about a year, and knowing that she is particular, I was not expecting the wedding corodinator to turn out in a jean jacket, mini skirt, and flip flops.
OK so let's start at the beginning....
We show up at the church and walk into what we think is the front door, but actually turns out to be the baasement. We wandered around for a few minutes tryng to find the chapel. We finally found it - but wouldn't it have been nice of the coordinator to have directed us or made signs telling guests where to go? But that was only the beginning of the wedding coordinator from hell stories.
As the cermony was commencing the mothers of the bride and groom light a family candle, which I thought was very nice. The bride and groom looked beautiful and happy, the brides maids were all done up with updos and everyone was truely looked their best and the church was beautiful. Then in the middle of the ceremony the wedding coordinator runs up on the stage and blows the candles out. IN THE MIDDLE OF THE CEREMONY!!! I would have broken someones arm if they ran into the middle of my wedding ceremony. Not to mention she sat in the back of the church and was whispering the whole time, which of course echoed everywhere. I had to glare at her.
Once at the reception place, we found a table for all of the cohorts to gather and found our table apple, we realized that the wedding coordinator is now walking around in a tank top. So - tank top mini shirt and flip flops. It was not particuarly warm outside - she was not running around making sure that hors were getting out of the kitchen, that the bridal party had their drinks or anything to eat, she was sacheing around the reception place like look at me.
About the same time that several of us made a decision that wedding coordinater should not be paid and that if our friend paid anything for her - they were being ripped off, we notice that she has left her notes about the wedding sitting on one of the table along with the itinerary of the wedding. No quite the smartest thing to do - let the cat out of the bag that the wedding guests will be sitting in a holding room for 2 hours.
I could go on and on about the wedding coordinator - but in the end it is about the bottom line.
It was later confirmed by the bride that the wedding coordinator, the facility manager, and the catering company were being wonderful to the bride - and in the end that was the bottom line. My friend had a beautiful day to start her new life.
She was a vision of beauty, he was very handsome, and I hope that they live happily ever after.
The wedding coordinater should have been drug out back. My friend should have her money returned.