Heads up, Buttercup…

I’ve been doing a little digging lately for a post I’m putting together regarding WordPress security.  I’m playing with some new toys and making a few changes here and there.  If you happen to notice anything odd or even funny smelling about my site, just let me know…somehow.

I love it when I’m so tired, so early in the evening that the sound of the ice cream man plays tricks by sounding as if the sound is from my tinny laptop speakers at really low, low volume.  I just tried to turn it off and then realized…no wait, it is my speakers.  Damn, there’s a site out there that still puts music on their homepage?!?!  Closed.  Sigh.

I’m pretty upset about BP.  So upset that I don’t want to even talk about it.  I want action, pure and simple.  Shut the fuck up and get that shit fixed.  Harsh?  I think not.  Quit dicking the dog with your slick Willy bullshit, or as my grandma would say “quit flappin yer gums and get ta work”!!!

When that bit of man’s stupidity is over, seeing what happens to BP will be very interesting.

So Lost was a complete bust the first time I watched the season finale.  I didn’t cry, I didn’t get emotional, I felt completely ignored.  There were so many good things they could have done, but didn’t.  What would have really been nice is to understand exactly WHAT! the island is since IT! was central to the show in a big way.  Then, finally to realize that the entire season 6 flash-sideways was a fricken type of purgatroy, albeit a nice one perhaps, but c’mon!  Arg!

I watched it a second time and cried my eyes out.

I felt that because I was already let down, I had to accept that and just move forward and watch the season ender.  Call it fate.  I have already invested so many hours, so many times I’ve heard people blurt out “we have to go back” when the fridge is out of beer, all too often did I allow my mind to wander into the exciting “side stories” as I guess they were.  I could at least not hold a grudge and re-watch the damn thing.  So I did, and it was much better knowing they’re dead from the get go.

Thanks for yanking my chain guys…felt really great for a while.  I do have one question, did Sawyer ever call Kate “sugar tits”?  I swear he did…he would, ya know.

Hell, I’ll be watching it again someday soon….I just know it.

So on a much brighter note, I’m doing some construction this weekend.  Well, I’m not doing anything but helping my nephew put up a new shed for the pool pump and filter.  The guy built it from scratch and it’s absolutely brilliant.  I’ll get some pix and toss them up soon enough.

Anyway, just wanted to ramble a bit and get a few things off my chest.  I might do this a bit more, who knows.

Cheers!

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