November 30, 2005

"As you walk down the fairway of life you must smell the roses, for you only get to play one round."

Is my favorite Ben Hogan quote. Why? It just works.
(Unless you believe in reincarnation, in which case, well the quote is just plain inaccurate.)

I am glad to have returned. I have missed commenting on stuff that makes me shake my head.

I will talk about that kind of thing in a minute. Right now I must urge everyone to go vote for my buddy Samantha Burns in the CBA's for best humour blog and best personal blog. I am still trying to blogroll her, but am having some issues with bloglines. I will eventually get it done, with a little help from my webmaster.

A citizen journalist reports on Natalee Holloway amongst other things. Heather littered. Shame shame shame everyone knows your name. Another observation about Heather's CSI Girl on Horse Hell is that she appears to have a camel toe. (I have spent hours staring at that picture.) In case any of you were wondering I still look at Mariska Hargitay with a distant look of longing in my eyes.... The answer is yes and a tingling in my pants.

I get the feeling that the idiot that stocked a Hurricane Katrina display in a Louisiana mall is about as unemployed as a person can get. If you are in Lincoln you can tell that it is begining to look a lot like Christmas.

A true competitor, I guess one can say that he died doing what he luged....

600 Pounds of Plutonium missing. Department of Homeland Security collectively shits pants. CIA Director: Bin Laden and Zarqawi have not been found "primarily because they don't want us to find them"

Creative people get laid more.... I need to work on that. Freaking hilarious. Via Rook

Oh, and I must say that the hottest convience store clerk in the world was spotted tonight during a cigarette stop.

Paging Mr. Dumbass... Please check your cartridges at the door. Woman gets burned on lips by hot popper at Pizza Hut. Husband sues for loss of blowjobs, can you blame him?

Charlie and Scott should heed this warning from the Arkansas Highway Patrol. WATCH THE COWS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Get naked, fire la pistola at the passing cars... A formula for a succesful night in Tennessee.

Posted by Jess at November 30, 2005 09:39 PM | TrackBack

Aw, thanks for the support.

I kinda wish the award thing was only one round, eh, so that I don't have to keep that stinkin' post at the top of my main page for the duration, lol.

To me, it distracts from my writing, but perhaps it will be worth it in the end.

Nonetheless, thanks again for supporting my efforts.

Posted by: Sam at November 30, 2005 09:57 PM

You got it girl. I voted for you twice, hopefully some more of my 3 readers will go and vote for my favorite Canadian blogger.

Posted by: jess at November 30, 2005 10:01 PM

Oh, c'mon Jesse, you have 4 readers anyhow. 'Course that's 4 more than my intermittent blog has...
Loved the police advice about avoiding horses and cows. My horse thanks them as well, I'm sure. Friend of mine hit a deer. She thought that it hit the windshield and was thrown over the top of the car. She was busy keeping the car on the road and didn't really see though. She drives an old Volvo station wagon. Anyhow, she was really shook up and when she got home she told her husband about it. He was sympathetic and went out to look at the car. The deer, bloodied and with a broken neck was in the back of the car. He called one of the neighbors, who hauled the deer out, took to his house and butchered it.
Altho the car needed a new windsheild and back window, they also had venison stew.

Posted by: JulieB at December 1, 2005 01:20 PM

Well shoot. I cruised past your blog Sam...enjoyed! and then went on to vote...but I was too late. Voting starts again on Saturday?
Anyhow...I gave it a shot!

Posted by: JulieB at December 1, 2005 01:24 PM

I live and work in the mountains, and thus far I have succesfully avoided hitting any deer or elk on the highways. The only time I have ever hit a deer was on main street in Farmington, nm. Talk about irony, I drive by hundreds of them a year at 70 and hit one go 25 in town.

Posted by: jess @ at December 1, 2005 03:23 PM

Now Jess, a little camel toe never hurt anyone. And yes, I feel great shame from littering.

Posted by: Biologisvensk at December 5, 2005 03:57 AM
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