So I finally got around to sewing my dress.  I have the bodice and sleeve section of the dress done.  Now all I have left to do is the skirt and gauntlets.  So here are some pics to show what small progress I have made in the world of sewing.

Greetings, one and all! And welcome to another exciting edition of K.T's PPV Picks! Every Pay Per View (or almost, depending on which ones I chose to waste my money on), yours truly will be offering her picks and predictions. This edition I will be taking a look at Unforgiven.  Though I'm not exactly thilled with the idea that this PPV is souley based around the scramble matches, at least the card is a Hell of a lot better than the epic failure that was Summerslam.  Anyways, let's move on to the predictions, shall we?

WWE Championship Scramble - Triple H vs. Shelton Benjamin vs. Jeff Hardy vs. MVP vs. the Brian Kendrick
Sadly, I don't see the championship changing hads at all for this match, no thanks to Triple 'I refuse to put over new and younger talent' H.  Other than the title hog, I'm somewhat impressed with the lineup for this one.  Let's go MVP!

KT's Pick: Sadly, I see Triple H walking away with this one.  Again.

World Heavyweight Championship Scramble - CM Punk vs. Rey Mysterio vs. Batista vs. Kane vs. JBL
If JBL wins, I riot!  Anyway, I'm predicting at least two changes during the match.  Unfortunately for CM Punk I also see him walking away without the title, which is quite sad.  What makes it even sadder is the fact that I see Batista walking away with this one as well.  Booooooooooring!

KT's Picks: Kane first, and then Batista to win it all.  Yawn.

ECW Championship Scrable - Mark Henry vs. Matt Hardy vs. Chavo Guerrero vs. Finlay vs. the Miz
Expect at least one change during the match.  And expect Mark Henry to walk away empty handed.  I'm pulling for Hardy.  Personally, as much as I like both Chavo and the Miz, I don't feel that either one of them are ready to be in the main event picture (and I also feel that Morrison should be in Miz's position).  And Finlay?  I just can't take him seriously anymore.  Not when he's saddled down with that stupid troll.  Mark Henry?  Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeease.  We all know the real reason why he was given the belt, and it wasn't for his wrestling skill - or lack therefore of.

KT's Pick: Matt Hardy to capture the ECW Championship.

Divas Championship Match - Michelle McCool vs. Maryse
Wait a second.... Maryse gets a title shot?  Maryse?  Over Natalya?  What is this world coming to?!  No further comment other than I hope Michelle will be able to carry this overrated french hag to a decent match.

KT's Pick: Michelle McCool over Maryse to retain.

Chris Jericho vs. Shawn Michaels
Can we say 'piss break' anyone?  Okay not really.  But Y2J better walk out a winner.  It's high time that the Has-Been-Kid be put out in the pasture and retire.

KT's Pick: Chris Jericho over Shawn Michaels.

World Tag Team Championship - Simply Priceless vs. Cryme Tyme
Expect a fun match between these two teams.  At least expect the fun from Cryme Tyme.  I don't know who I want to win this one quite frankly.... I mean, it's high time that CT gets their freakin' title shot from two years ago (hey WWE creative!  I'm not stupid!  I remember that one!).  I don't know.

KT's Pick: it's a tough choice, but I'll go with Simply Priceless over Cryme Tyme to retain.

Enjoy the show!  Here's hoping that this turns out to be better than SummerSlam!

more cowbell,
-K.T

I woke up today with a smile on my face. I slept so well and the day is beautiful. We haven't had our air on in a week. The windchimes are singing their beautiful tunes and the clouds are white and fluffy. David has the day off and we are planning a nature hike later. David also just became a manager at his own store. He is getting a really good raise and we are just so happy. We miss Taylor but we get to talk to her everyday. She likes school but she said that its boring. Its just a fabulous day and I am so blessed to share this with the fabulous people on covenspace. I love you all!!!!!

Kitty........meow

You couldn't get a job at McDonalds and become district manager after 143 days of experience.

 You couldn't become chief of surgery after 143 days of experience of being a surgeon.

 You couldn't get a job as a teacher and be the superintendent after 143 days of experience.

You couldn't join the military and become a colonel after a 143 days of experience.

 You couldn't get a job as a reporter and become the nightly news anchor after 143 days of experience.

BUT....

'From the time Barack Obama was sworn in as a United States Senator, to the time he announced he was forming a Presidential exploratory committee, he logged 143 days of experience in the Senate. That's how many days the Senate was actually in session and working. After 143 days of work experience, Obama believed he was ready to be Commander In Chief, Leader of the Free World .... 143 days.

 We all have to start somewhere. The senate is a good start, but after 143 days, that's all it is - a start.

 AND, strangely, a large sector of the American public is okay with this and campaigning for him.

We wouldn't accept this in our own line of work, yet some are okay with this for the President of the United States of America? Come on folks, we are not voting for the next American Idol!

I don't do twee so I don't consciously use euphemisms.

I wasn't born on 'the wrong side of the blanket'  and I've never 'spent a penny' or been  'between jobs' or suffered  'a fate worse than death' or asked for the “little girls' room.”

So I was surprised when, during the BBC Olympic coverage, a BBC boxing commentator made reference to a punch that “went downstairs.”

I didn't think that kind of punch was allowed but maybe it landed on the ground floor. He would definitely have been penalised if the punch had landed in the basement, surely?

That's the thing with euphemisms. They are reserved for subjects considered taboo or too explicit for polite conversation in polite company. They are gentle, wink-wink expressions but woolly and capable of much misunderstanding.

If a man told me “I've got to see a man about a dog” I would probably ask him what breed he's interested in.  If he said he was “shooting blanks” as my washing machine repair man used to keep telling me, I would assume he was interested some safe version of rifle practice.

Someone once referred to a 'suicide blonde' and when quizzed told me “ dyed by her own hand.”  A “sweaty Betty” is a suburban hairdressing salon.

What puzzles me is how euphemisms are passed down through the generations? What kind of parent tells a child “Well Trixie-Peach, this part here is known as your 'front bottom.'  How does that equip a young person for life?

I once went to see a woman GP who kept referring to my “tummy” and “down below” when I was asking her contraception advice. It was a real struggle not to burst out laughing. At least the Vagina Monologues made a point of re-claiming the correct words for “all things south.”

The euphemisms for male pursuits of one sort or another are too numerous to mention and their origins are puzzling. 'Smack the monkey,'  for instance. What monkey? There is no monkey - not even vaguely monkey-like, in my experience.  Who thought that one up?  The Chinese are more poetic.  They have a Mandarin word meaning "Five beating one."  Nicely unequivocal.

Some euphemisms are just comic. Most of us know a “stud muffin,” a “salad-dodger” or someone who's “mad as a box of frogs.”  You may even have encountered an unfortunate soap-dodger who's been touched by the ugly stick.  

Other euphemisms are so obscure that there's nothing to stop you making them up.  In fact there's a website where you can do just that.

“Just off to chastise the vicar,” is a startlingly enigmatic parting shot.

North of the border, one might announce: “I need to go spraypaint the wee raisin.”

Those in the Far East might declare “I'm off to tenderise the screaming dragon.”

Anyway I will end here.

Time to burp the trout.

Usted no puede conseguir un trabajo en McDonalds y convertirse en administrador de distrito después de 143 días de experiencia.


Usted no puede convertirse en jefe de cirugía después de 143 días de experiencia de ser un cirujano.


Usted no puede conseguir un trabajo como profesor y ser el superintendente después de 143 días de experiencia.


Usted no puede unirse a las fuerzas armadas y convertirse en un coronel después de un 143 días de experiencia.


Usted no puede conseguir un trabajo como reportero y convertirse en el ancla de noticias cada noche después de 143 días de experiencia.



PERO ....

"Desde el momento en Barack Obama juró su cargo como Senador de los Estados Unidos, a la vez que anunció fue la formación de un comité exploratorio presidencial, conectado 143 días de experiencia en el Senado. Así es como muchos días, el Senado fue en realidad en período de sesiones y de trabajo. Después de 143 días de experiencia laboral, Obama cree que estaba dispuesto a ser comandante en jefe, líder del Mundo Libre .... 143 días.


Todos tenemos que empezar en alguna parte. El senado es un buen comienzo, pero después de 143 días, eso es todo lo que es - un comienzo.


Y, curiosamente, un gran sector del público estadounidense está bien con esta campaña y para él.


Nosotros no aceptamos esto en nuestra propia línea de trabajo, pero algunos están de acuerdo, esto por el Presidente de los Estados Unidos de América? Vamos gente, no estamos de votación para el próximo American Idol!

I've had speeding tickets before. I usually know I did something wrong. I've also gotten out of a few with warnings. This time, I really feel like I got cited because it was a slow night.

I was driving home late last night on the 101 south, through Ventura County. I was pretty tired, but I was doing ok. There is a big hill at one point and I always know that if I don't pick up a little speed ahead of time, I'll get close to stalling halfway up the grade. My car has a little tiny engine! I had been driving with my rear view mirror angled (you know that little tab you flip when some **** in a lifted truck with super bright lights is all up in your business behind you?). Honestly, I had to pee crazy bad, and I knew that I could make it to a certain Denny's I knew of, just over the hill, so I was on a mission.
So I *barely* start up this freakin hill when I notice the red lights flashin behind me. Ah jeez.

The officer said they were following me for HALF A MILE with the lights on. I remembered that my mirror was angled down and I explained that I was sorry I didn't see them, but there was a reason. He didn't get it. I had to repeat myself several times. I felt like he was harrassing me a little bit at this point. He didn't even give me a chance to explain about my weak little engine and how I was preparing to ascend the hill. He didn't say how much he clocked me at.
Then again, I didnt offer an explanation, and I didn't ask him my speed.

I got the ticket, and he wrote me up for 75 in a 65. Was I going faster and he was just being nice so I wouldn't have to pay a lot? Or was he being an **** and giving me a ticket because it was 12:45 early Sunday morning and he was bored and needed to make a quota?

I'm not bitter or anything.

Has anyone ever fought a speeding ticket? How did it play out?

Heyy guys. Yeah, yeah. I didn't post over the summer. Why? 'Cause I didn't bowl much over the summer. We thought that we were going to be moving, so we didn't bother to join a league or whatever...

BUT...

I got a letter in August saying that I made youth Top 12 tournament, which will be on the 14th of this month. I'm really excited about it.

Our league started yesterday, and I did pretty well... set a 155 average. Which is good, 'cause I ended last season with a 158. So, I guess not much has changed over the summer, and I'm kind of glad... I like where I am now.

I applied for a job at the local HotTopic. I've made it through two interviews, and now, I'm just waiting to hear if I'm going to be among the employed soon. If so, then I might be prebowling a bit more this year.

Well, that's all for me for now.

Good luck and good bowling, guys~!

YOU LOOK GOOD IN MY SHIRT MADE IT TO #1 ON THE CHARTS BUT IS NOW SLIPPING.... WE NEED TO START REQUESTING AND SEE IF WE CAN'T CHANGE IT ONCE AGAIN AND BRING IT BACK UP THE CHARTS.... GO TO GAC, CMT, AND OF COURSE RIGHT HERE AT THE FOXHOLE AND REQUEST, REQUEST, REQUEST....

THANKS MONKEYS....

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Many find 'Angelina' to be one of Dylan's most disturbing songs. It is also somewhat difficult to follow, and so today I've decided to trek along some of Dylan's footsteps.

Dylan is very deft at sketching out a mise en scène but the component description is most often brutally sparse, pared down to achieve a maximum degree of ambivalence. The opening lines of Angelina draw in the artist as a gambler recklessly raising the stakes; a dangerous voyage; and an image of  street entertainment which buries a sardonic reference to sex  - ‘monkey' being both the vagina and sex act.

Well, it's always been my nature to take chances
My right hand drawing back while my left hand advances
Where the current is strong and the monkey dances
To the tune of a concertina.

This is the place where ‘the current is strong'. That has to be life itself, but life outside of conventional bounds, or on its margins.  This is  the place, arguably, in which Dylan sets his course, no place, nowhere, with ‘no direction home'.  Dylan, in his movies of the mind, is a little like Hitchcock, teasingly there and not there, keeping the audience guessing as to when he will appear.

An unknown character is thrown into the arena of a doomed love affair and the listener is left to work out who it is.  His confused thoughts disclose a man trapped in the old triangle with a woman whose mind is still filled the memories of her former lover.

Blood dryin' in my yellow hair as I go from shore to shore
I know what it is that has drawn me to your door
But whatever it could be, makes you think you've seen me before
Angelina

Oh, Angelina. Oh, Angelina

The fall guy is at first too naïve to catch the significance of his misidentification, but we hear his suffering as the penny drops, in the groaning repetition of the lady's name. The substitute, of course, stands for us all, including Dylan. The woman's recollection of her former lover unites the intense mutual admiration and the equally intense repulsion of love in two chillingly dark images - a proud snake and a concupiscent hyena.

His eyes were two slits that would make a snake proud
With a face that any painter would paint as he walked through the crowd
Worshipping a god with the body of a woman well endowed
And the head of a hyena

Another fragment of interior thought that conveys the one-sided exchange shows the wounded lover responding to the woman's rejection of his forgiveness, and her questioning of his own motives. He doesn't want to see the truth and can't leave the stage, though clearly there is no part for him to play.

Do I need your permission to turn the other cheek?
If you can read my mind, why must I speak?
No, I have heard nothing about the man that you seek
Angelina

Oh, Angelina. Oh, Angelina

The submissive turning of the cheek is turned into aggression by the defiant question, but the vulnerability and insignificance of this actor, and the pathos of situation is set off against  allusion the big violent world of nations, history, and the common destiny the Promised Land where ‘milk and honey flowed' and which is now under ‘the stars and stripes'.

In the valley of the giants where the stars and stripes explode
he peaches they were sweet and the milk and honey flowed

These bibical allusions are at once undermined with pathos (and bathos) in a deviation which signals reference to Dylan's own marriage but which, more importantly conveys the cold formality of arrangements after a breakup.

I was only following instructions when the judge sent me down the road
With your subpoena

The anticlimax of this sad confession or excuse leads to a further pointless protest which also threatens Angelina with oblivion, in the inevitability of being abandoned and forgotten.

When you cease to exist, then who will you blame?
I've tried my best to love you, but I cannot play this game

This section of the song concludes with an epiphany. The lover suddenly sees the light. The conflict between the antagonists is irresolvable.

Your best friend and my worst enemy is one and the same
Angelina

Oh, Angelina. Oh, Angelina

Dylan leaves us with a paradoxical situation.  The person who is ‘my worst enemy is always 'myself' and this means we ourselves are always in one position or other in the triangle, at war with one another, and at war with ourselves.

The minor drama of an incidental relationship on the margins now gives way to the turbulent world of war and politics and religion. Angelina, significantly, remains at the centre of this stage although new actors appear, confusingly, without introduction. Another injustice appears to be avenged, another tragedy compensated by divine justice. At this point Dylan inserts further narrative fragments and huge gaps  which engulf the original scenario

There's a black Mercedes rollin' through the combat zone
Your servants are half dead; you're down to the bone
Tell me, tall man, where would you like to be overthrown
Maybe down in Jerusalem or Argentina?

The story which follows is connected with this mysterious tyrant only by the fact of its juxtaposition, but it introduces yet another unidentified victim, and reference to crime, revenge, and compensation. There is a sly reversion to irony here, as the vengeance and compensation is paid for herself - ‘her possessions have been sold'.

She was stolen from her mother when she was three days old
Now her vengeance has been satisfied and her possessions have been sold
He's surrounded by God's angels and she's wearin' a blindfold
And so are you, Angelina

Oh, Angelina. Oh, Angelina

The allusion to Jesus and Mary Magdalen, the penitent sinner, suggests that Angelina now faces a choice between redemption and damnation. Angelina's blindfold though is clearly not that of Justice.The song rises to an epic climax in which the march of human history is conveyed.

I see pieces of men marching; trying to take heaven by force
I can see the unknown rider, I can see the pale white horse

The vast scope of this apocalyptic thought does not dislodge preoccupation with the now universalized  Angelina.

In God's truth tell me what you want, and you'll have it of course
Just step into the arena.

The song now ends in a final retreat into the memory of sorrow of loss - ‘spiral staircases'  in which Angelina's name echoes

Beat a path of retreat up them spiral staircases
Pass the tree of smoke, pass the angel with four faces
Begging God for mercy and weepin' in unholy places
Angelina

Oh, Angelina. Oh, Angelina

Dylan does not allow his customary irony to invade the vocalization of this song. His voice conveys very movingly the sense of the bitterness and sorrow that so often becomes  painfully mingled with desire and need. He leaves the listener with the thought that the resolution of the issues between the man and the woman determine, for both, their personal salvation.

letz go cga premier cheer starz

Adrian Sutil (car 20, VJM01/06):
13th 1:22:49.057 (+1 lap)

Giancarlo Fisichella (car 21, VJM01/05):
17th 1:24:49.083 (+ 1 lap)

7 September 2008 - The 2008 edition of the Belgian Grand Prix was yet another classic race, with rain, sunshine, spins, incidents and an unpredictable result until the very last metres. The Force India Formula One Team drivers performed well in the challenging conditions, with Adrian Sutil finishing 13th and Giancarlo Fisichella in 17th positions.

Adrian had a good start to move up two places from on his starting position until a spin on lap 7 put him back to the rear of the field. Undeterred, Adrian bettered his times every lap and had graduated to 17th by his first stop on lap 17. A close battle with Jenson Button of Honda then ensued as Adrian made up 16 seconds in 12 laps until the heavy rain fell in the closing laps. With just three laps to go Adrian elected to stay on the dry tyres to collect 13th position at the flag fall.

Giancarlo's race was compromised on the first lap when Nakajima spun in front of him. With nowhere to go, Giancarlo crashed into the side of the Japanese, losing his front wing and limping back to the pits for a nose change. On rejoining he came out just in front of the leaders and was subject to blue flags thereon in. The Italian pushed hard to close the gap to the pack and took full advantage of the wet conditions. As one of the first to pit for wet tyres, he regained one of his lost laps and came home in 17th position.

Adrian Sutil (car 20)
'It was a strong race for us, with a good performance. We had quite a lot of fights on the circuit and lots of overtaking. I caught up with Button and was right behind him, but then there was the rain in the last laps. As there were just a couple of laps left and we were quite quick on the wet conditions with dry tyres, we stayed out and I could pass him and some other guys. I am quite happy with this race.'

Giancarlo Fisichella (car 21)
'Unfortunately Nakajima spun and came across in front of my car and I broke the front wing and damaged the car quite a lot. Coming back to the pits I lost a lot of time as I had no front wing and punctured tyres. Unfortunately when I went out of the pitlane I was just in front of the leaders and then had blue flags at least 40 times! Towards the end of the race, looking at the weather I called the box and said I wanted to put on the rain tyres. It was the right choice but there were just two or three laps left and it would have been nice to have those conditions earlier, but I think considering the start the end result was not too bad.'

Mike Gascoyne, chief technical officer
'An exciting race in the end and good to get two cars to the finish yet again. Unfortunately Giancarlo's race was compromised at the start when Nakajima spun and hit him. There was nothing he could do to avoid hitting him, but he did a good job to get to the finish from then on and unlap himself at the end to finish just one lap down. Adrian was on a two stop strategy, running lower downforce and made some progress early on but then a spin dropped him to the back. He then drove an excellent race, particularly in the closing stages.'

Dr Vijay Mallya, chairman and managing director
'An extraordinary end to the race - and a great pleasure considering this to get two cars to the flag. Both drivers had excellent drives and kept clean despite the challenging conditions. Once again I think we have had a positive weekend: we've outraced the Hondas and we need to continue this form and pick up some points when the chances come up for the rest of the year.'

Pretty much all of us hate that demented drama queen, Vickie Guerrero. When it comes from screwing Batista or the Undertaker or CM Punk, but lets get to the interesting parts. Vickie always hated The Undertaker and it's from Stripping his title, Putting him against Edge in a Career Threating match, or whatever, but Undertaker was banished at One Night Stand. How about Batista, Vickie even put him in a Career Threatning match against The Great Khali. Luckily, Batista won with a Spear. Of course, Vickie was disgusted. But, there were some good moments too. Before Undertaker was banished, Teddy Long put her against The Undertaker, but of course shes the General Manager, so it was Edge, Chavo, Zack Ryder, Curt Hawkins and Vickie Guerrero VS. Undertaker. But, Vickie didn't do anything she just sat there and watched. Untill Undertaker choked her and all that Vickie did was scream her lungs out. Lets go way back when. When Edge was purposing to Vickie, suddenly Mysterio comes out. He talks about how disgusting that was. But Edge and Rey got into a fight (This is when they were riva