Blogger Idol - Week Nine - whoops

somehow I delated this post. Sorry

My Superhero Self

According to Humorscope's Superhero Discovery Page, I am:


Name: Captain Wolf
Secret Identity: Ryan Cordell
Special Power: Power Toes
Transportation: Quantum Tricycle
Weapon: Ice Sling
Costume: Chain Sport Coat
Sidekick: Hop-a-long Cassie
Nemesis: Melvin the Ripper
Tragic Flaw: Big nose
Favorite Food: Key Lime Pie

If any one can tell me what Melvin rips, please let me know, as I fear the possibilities.

Now either go to Drew's blog and enter "Captain Wolf" into his quest to find the most powerful superhero or go to the Humorscope's Superhero Discovery Page and find out who you are. Then leave me a comment, and let me know.

Currently playing: Dawson and Christiansen - Duets

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Blogger Idol - Week Eight - My Picks

My picks for this week are: (with an extra one for not posting a list last week.)
1. Mandi's Imagination
2. Kennamatic
3. What In Tarnation
4. Dramaqueen
5. American Diatribe
6. Spare Change

Be sure to check out the other entries for this week by clicking the little button.


Currently playing: Dawson and Christiansen - Duets

Help A Brother Out

Dear reader of this blog. Recently a friend of mine posted a question on his weblog, but specifically listed my name, saying I was not to comment under any of my aliases. And my lame attempt to sneak a comment into his comment section was blocked. (Thanks for trying Corban.) And although this is a minor blip on the grand scheme of things, I am asking all readers to drop by his blog and leave a comment. Be sure to tell him who sent you, as I think he will appreciate the joke.

Currently watching:

You Gotta See This

If you only look at one webpage today, you picked the wrong one. Today you should have checked out the Punk Kittens, cause they just plain rock. I kid you not. Go check out their site. In fact don't even finish reading this sentance, but click over to their site. You will thank me for it. (you finished reading the sentance didn't you, and still didn't click over there, and yet you continue to read this extra sentance as well. I guess we see how well you follow instructions.)

Currently listening to: Punk Kittens

Hitting Too Close To Home

Once in a while the right song enters your world just at the right time. Recently this happened to me. I had the opportunity to hear Stephen Dawson and Diane Christiansen in concert, and they sang the song, "The Thing You Love Is Killing You." Dang, this song moved me like no other has recently. I felt like they had actually seen some of the thoughts in my head, and put it to some beautiful music. To all of you struggling to make a difference in this world, I present the lyrics to you.

I see your face all is not well
you try to hide it away but it's easy to tell
you stick to your guns even though you know it's true
the thing you love is killing you

when you were a kid inspiration called
slowly you've narrowed it down to a desk and a wall
you pour out your soul to a world who's indifference is spelled out for you
the thing you love is killing you

the thing you love won't let you sleep
your house out of order and your resistance weak
and what could you offer with such desperate eyes?
you try to recover a year at a time and when it's all over what conclusion do you come to?
the thing you love is killing you

Check out their band's site, where you can download a clip of the song. I highly recommend ordering their Duets CD. You will thank me for it.

Currently playing: Dawson and Christiansen - Duets.

Blogger Idol - Week Eight - I Confess

This weeks theme is "I Confess." Although I've heard that phrase many a time, I decided to go to the online dictionary sources to see just what it meant (and what route I should take this blog entry) According to one source the verb confess is "to admit, make a clean breast of"

When I read that I thought of a previous job I once had. See I had a job where almost every day I was surrounded by butts and breasts. In fact there were some days where all worked with were butts, while other days were specifically spent with breasts. On those days, it was my responsibility to make a clean breast of things.

Yes, I confess I worked at a meat processing plant, and I processed a whole lot of pork butts and turkey breasts.

By the way, I found this photo on a webpage instructing how to mummify a chicken.


Looks like someone else is making a clean breast as well.

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Currently playing: Dawson and Christiansen - Duets