Brain Wanderings

Just a couple of random thoughts here…

 

The powers that be are in rearrangement mode at work.  About half the office population are moving their desks, papers, and computers to new offices or cubicles.  Thankfully, I’m NOT one of the ‘lucky’ ones who get new digs…I just get to observe everyone packing up their offices and unpacking in a new location.

I hate moving with a passion.

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Last week, when the big stuff got shuffled around, a metal desk or file cabinet or something was being rolled down the hallway, and it sounded like a slinky…which gives me the opportunity to share this!

You know how HARD it was to incorporate a slinky into a blog post??? 

 

Naturally, posting such a meme has had repercussions – I’ve been cursed with the earworm from hell ever since I typed the word slinky…and now, you will too.

You’re welcome… 😀

Over here in the ‘not singing about metal springs’ category…yesterday, on the walk home, I stopped for a photo shoot.  Not Earth-shattering, I know, but this was a weirder than normal even for me shoot, involving an unusual backdrop and a rather common-place item as the focal.

Yes, I’m being vague on purpose, as this is for an up-and-coming blog post once I get the photos out of my phone and into my computer…

The weird part?  There was a lady out walking her dog, and she’d taken a brief pause on the park bench in the same location.

So…I did something very odd and attention-getting IN FRONT OF A STRANGER.  This is soooooo NOT wallflower/blend into the background me I just had to share.

And you’ll get the rest of the story once I finish the pictures – so STAY TUNED.

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Spam…the Amazing Meat in the Little Blue Can

For some odd reason, I’ve become obsessed with my spam filters.  Just today, I cleaned out probably a dozen quarantined posts for payday loan sharks.

If anyone deserves the nation’s ire – it’s these outfits.  These are the guys who prey on those whom life has handed a big pile of shit, pretending to be their salvation just before they charge an arm and a leg for a slice of tasteless white sandwich bread to tuck all that shit into.

If the riots come down hard & heavy in this country, I hope these places are some of the first to fall.

sorry…venting…all better now…

 

Anyway – I got a real gem from my spam filter, and had to share…

Businesses are erasing the boundaries between nations and
as a fruit, communication with the requisite portion in expanding your
reach as entrepreneur. Communication, in this be important, is the wit to spell out between any cant yoke there is and the transfer services boom has made it
steady easier. You valid be suffering with to persuade sure-fire the circle you trust your transference offers legitimate accommodation,
which can be verified through checking the reviews of the
fastidious one.

Not sure what they’re trying to sell me here – but if I hover over their little link, the screen shot that comes up is coded 403-forbidden.

I’m almost certain they’re either trying to get me engaged to some hot Russian woman, or have some little blue pills to sell that will get my dick hard.

It’s gonna take more than pharmaceuticals for that to happen, people…

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Spam…salty breakfast of Champions!

I occasionally browse my spam filter…usually when I’m bored, tired of games and facebook and general web browsing, or I’m frustrated with a chainmaille build.

Or sometimes…just ’cause…

Today – I peeked in the spammage…and came up with this gem for a user name:

 

Donald trump forming Convervative cannabis lobby

Now…I try my damnedest to keep politics off the T&T – there are plenty of other blogs out there who regularly churn out their take on the political landscape.  If that’s your thing, more power to ya.

But this was just too good not to share.  Hope it brings as much giggles to you as it did to me.

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Let’s Discuss Underwear!

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I’ve been in stretchy, ultra-comfy sports bras for a while – as I continue to shrink, more stretchy=longer wear life.  Unfortunately for the SQO, sports bras are neither sexy or conductive to activities of a bedroom nature…

He has to demand I FREE THE TATAS! instead of just doing it himself.

Sooooo – to better keep harmony in the bedroom and beyond, the DIL and I are planning an excursion into Madison this weekend for some **real** bra shopping…and I just happen to have the right blog post to get me in the right frame of mind as I go forth and procure a new undergarment for my boyfriend.

Bonus – I buy it ‘for him’ but get to wear it myself.  Doesn’t get any better than that 😀

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Anyone else out there count their favorite time of day the glorious moment in time when you are home for the night – shedding outdoor and/or work clothing to slide into comfy pajamas – reveling in the freedom that comes from taking the bra OFF?

Yea…I live for that moment…

In ShapeAs my body shape will never be described as svelte, thin, shapely, or firm, bras have always been a constant source of aggravation.  The band is either too tight, too small, too loose, too big, too stretchy, not stretchy enough or difficult to fasten.

 

 

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Enjoy.

 

Tuesday’s Dutch Photo Challenge

Whatinhell’s wrong with me….I’m actually on TIME for a photo challenge???

The stars must have aligned or something.

Dutch goes the Photo’s Tuesday challenge this week is steps.  Yea…I’ve got plenty of photos here at the T&T that can fit the bill.

And stories, as well.

Steps were instrumental last year, as they brought my body’s condition (or lack thereof) into sharp focus last spring.  These were an Herculean obstacle when we moved.  They’d cause my knee to complain loudly.  The knee would then rally the support (again…lack thereof?) of the back, the hips, and the heart.  All four would go into a rather hostile revolt every time this set of risers appeared within my visual field.

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Dontcha just hate it when individual body parts gang up on you?

This same set of stairs featured again in one of my flash fiction pieces…this time from the bottom up.

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Steps have been present throughout my year.  It was October when I discovered on a lark that I now had it in me to walk an entire mile without passing out due to exertion.

In February, when we had a weird warm-up – I got to don my flip-flops and walk further – I made a mile and a half…and decided this year’s goal was to walk the 1.6 mile to work.

Feet

Every good step starts with the right pair of shoes

And now, of course – I regularly walk every chance the weather permits me to…

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Puppy feet left in the frost on the footbridge

 

May (Insert Supernatural Being of your Choosing) keep your feet moving!

A Tuesday Photo Challenge…on Thursday

Frank over at Dutch Goes the Photo  requested music as his Tuesday topic.  Granted, I’m late (again…) but I do have some shots that are very musical in nature, as my SQO is a musician.  So just another little quickie to share out my growing collection of instrument-themed photos…

I’m particularly fond of getting up close and personal with instruments.  The way they’re constructed, with stage lighting throwing dramatic colors and shadows on ’em…always an abstract artist’s banquet.

Headstock:

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Drums:

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Strings:

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Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge

Cee’s is a blog I stealth-follow.  I look at the pictures, I ooooooh, and ahhhhhh…and see her weekly challenges.  Most of the time I just view, as chainmaille has dominated the creative soup and the cameras sit (patiently) in their cases.

This will be the first time I’ve contributed to her photo-challenge.

Better late than never, eh?

This week, her challenge is glasses, cups and saucers.  Well…the T&T has LOADS of these things..so thanks a ton, Cee – for the opportunity to toss out a blog post featuring some of my favorite shots.

Octopot – by far the quirkiest teapot I’ve ever seen!

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My chalice – brewing up some potent water under the full moon’s face.

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Dare you try the wicked brew?  The martini glass here, with the glass etched in my own hand, now exists only in photographs.  It was a victim of fur-covered curiosity combined with gravity.

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This teacup will also be greatly missed – gravity and concrete took this darling from me.  I still occasionally shed a tear over his grave.

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