Me-Me's Playhouse Caption This! No. 37

Woooo-hoooo, it's Wednesday! Time to play another edition of Caption This! By now I'm sure you all know the rules.....

Really, there are no rules. Simply enter your best caption for the photo below. You may enter as often as you likethen return here on Saturday when the winner of The Golden Phallus will be announced.



Now, for more captioning fun, head on over to Dufus' place.

Remember, tomorrow is "tweet thursday", see you then!

Orange Blossom Special

Ahhh, Spring! I wanted to share a photo with you I took of the orange tree which grows right outside my kitchen window. Mmmmmm, the fragrance fills the air will all its sweetness. I also have other flowers which have loads of buds thanks to all the rain we had this winter and I'll be sharing those with you once they have bloomed. Be sure to click on the photo to enlarge.....enjoy!



Coming up this week.....

Wednesday - Please join me here again tomorrow for another edition of Caption This!

Thursday - tweet thursday! Would you like your post tweeted? All you have to do is leave a comment and I will share your latest post with my 1700+ followers on Twitter.

Have a great day!

Blog Physics

For anyone who has been blogging for any length of time, there are certain occurrences which happen from time-to-time we find quite puzzling. There are no real explanations for these happenings - it is what it is. I will now refer to these phenomenons as Blog Physics.

For example, Two-Steps Back. I stepped away from my blog on Friday to take care of registering my vehicle. (By the way, I did survive it.) It was only one day, but by the next day, somehow or another, I was actually two days behind when it came to making my rounds and commenting. How does this happen? I just don't get it.

Then there is the Time Zone Scoop. This has happened to me on more than one occasion. I'm already set to write my post only to discover someone (usually Dufus) has posted something on the same subject that same day. Arrrggghhh. Even though I have readjusted my sleep pattern to wake well before the crack of dawn, I am still faced with this problem. To me, nothing is more frustrating than having to regroup under the power of just one cup of coffee.

Finally, the Disappearing Follower is another weirdness I cannot explain. A couple of times my followers have dropped off by as many as 60. Where in this world did these people go? I know there are times when I can't please everyone, but 60? What, is there some kind of conspiracy where everyone gets together and un-follows me at the same time? But, as quickly as they left , they all seem to return the next day. Beats me.

I'm sure you all have had similar experiences, at least I hope you have. Please tell me I'm not the only one cursed with such happenings. I'm curious to hear about your unexplained experiences, the ones you can only chock up to Blog Physics.

Coachella Or Bust!

I am so excited this morning because I am making plans to attend the Coachella Music Festival April 16th, 17th and 18th near Indio, California. This festival features many genres of music including alternative rock, hip hop and electronic music as well as large sculptural art.

In past years artists such as Leonard Cohen, Sir Paul McCartney Prince and Madonna have taken the stage to entertain the masses. This year's lineup includes a couple of new bands I've taken a liking to like Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros and Old Crow Medicine Show along with Jay-Z, John Waters, Shooter Jennings and Sly Stone.

It's been years since I have attended anything like this and I cannot wait to make my way to the front of the stage to dance the night away. So, if you find yourself in this part of the country during this particular weekend, drop on by for a lot of great music and fun!

Caption This! No. 36 Winner!

My-o-my, you people are hilarious!!! I mean it!! As I read through your captions, waiting for The Panel's decision, I was rolling with laughter! Good job everyone and thanks so much for playing.

First, I have a several most-honorable mentions to announce. The following really kicked some serious butt with their captions:

FreakSmack said...
This is the story of five strangers, picked to live in a house, and have their lives taped, to see what happens when people stop being polite, and start being real...

renalfailure said...
John Waters presents "The Fly."

Don said...
The girls without arms won't fight back... Pick them.

Buggys said...
Old Navy does..Girls Gone Wild!

Jeremy from We Took The Bait said...
Venus and Frank de Milo take in the Athens Community College's presentation of Kafka's "The Metamorphosis"

Heff said...
Just a normal Saturday night at Heff's Bar And Grill!

We have a winner!

This week's winner of The Golden Phallus is someone whose blog I thoroughly enjoy. Everyone, please give a big round of applause to Leeuna! Her blog, My Mind Wandered, is absolutely fabulous! Leeuna is a newspaper columnist whose whose humor column appears in several newspapers and other publications across the country. Okay, pay attention everyone, you really must visit her today and "follow" her too, click here!

And, now, the winning caption!

"We should never have come here unarmed."

Thank you all again for playing, we'll see you next week for another rip-roaring edition of Caption This!

DMV vs. Root Canal

There's no way around it, my procrastination during this past week has now reached its final day. Today is the day I must take my new "used" vehicle for the required emissions testing, then on to the DMV for a new title and registration. I am anticipating long lines and a slew of unhappy state employees who take out their frustrations on we the people. To tell you the truth, I would rather go to the dentist for a root canal.

What I think I'll dread the most about today is being guided into the emissions bay. The technician will signal for me to pull forward, then quickly motion me to steer left, then right. He'll hold one hand up for me to stop, then motion to me to make a slight left by giving me the international sign for one inch. Yeah, buddy, I have an international sign for you right here! Then he'll wave his hands frantically and put both hands up directing me to back up and start all over. If this happens, I'll just abandon my car and let him do it.

Once I have finally made it into the bay, I'll be put in a small booth and watch a couple of guys talk amongst themselves while glancing my way giving me the impression there is something seriously wrong as they put my vehicle through all the tests. Then it hits me, something vaguely familiar. Have you ever noticed while waiting in that booth there is a certain smell? One you can't quite put your finger on? Here's an idea, I will practice my breathing without smelling technique before I even leave the house this morning.

All I want is that piece of paper I have paid $25 for so I can make my way on down to the DMV. Oh, I can't wait to arrive and find that the only parking space available is at the far end of the lot. Note to self: Wear sneakers. Once inside, I'll take a number and look up to discover there are 56 people ahead of me in line. I better stop and buy a magazine on the way so I won't have to make conversation with the person who keeps hacking up a lung I end up sitting next to, provided I get a seat at all.

I hope I have all my paper work in order so I won't be moved from one line to another just to be moved back to my original line. I also hope I don't end up at the window where that woman who keeps looking at me over the top of her glasses with disdain after each question she asks. I know, it's an intimidation tactic, but that won't stop my voice from quivering as I answer. I believe I now understand why there are 4 inches of bullet proof glass between us.

Once this agonizing process is over I will run as fast as I can back to my car with hopes of remembering where I parked. I will put that plate on my vehicle using the screwdriver from the glove box, torque those screws as tightly as I can, then quickly make my getaway. Heaven forbid that woman realizes she made a mistake and sends security after me to retrieve my plate and forces me back into line. Oh look, the line has dwindled, there are now only 42 people ahead of me.

I ask you, DMV or root canal?


Reminder: Caption This! ends at midnight. I you haven't entered, do so here.

Queen For A Day

Back in the late 50's and early 60's there was a television show called, Queen for a Day. This show was one of the first big-prize giveaway shows which originated on radio in the 40's and this series is considered a forerunner of our modern day "reality television".

The show opened with host Jack Bailey asking the audience—mostly women—"Would YOU like to be Queen for a day?" After this, the contestants were introduced and interviewed, one at a time, with commercials and fashion commentary interspersed between each contestant.

Using the classic "applause meter", as did many game and hit-parade style shows of the time, Queen for a Day had its own special twist: each contestant had to talk publicly about the recent financial and emotional hard times she had been through.

And there were prizes...lots of prizes. They might include a vacation trip, a fully-paid night on the town with her husband or escort, silver-plated flatware, an array of kitchen appliances, and a selection of fashion clothing. The losing contestants were each given smaller prizes; no one went away from the show without a meaningful gift. The winner, though, also received a huge bouquet of roses, a long fur robe and beautiful crown. I may have been only six years old at the time, but I wanted that crown!

There have been times in my life where I have thought of that show, if only I could be Queen for a Day, my life would be trouble free. Well, today is my day, I am Queen for a Day! My little corner of the blogoshpere has been recognized by two bloggers who think well enough of my efforts here to honor me with an award.

MrsBlogAlot has crowned me with her "A Must Read" award and has posted it on her blog for all to see. Thank you, MrsBlogALot, I am honored. For those of you who are not already regular readers over there, you really must pop over. Her post today features one of our twisted blogging buddies, moooooog, read all about it here.

Lauren over at Think Spin has also crowned me with the "Happy 101" award. She has listed The Screaming Me-Me in her Top 10 blogs. How sweet is that? Thank you, Lauren! You really must visit her today and read her post "The Metamucil Club". Go here, it's hilarious!

So, there you have it...the two jewels in my crown.

Just as a reminder, today is "tweet thursday", I give a tweet! All you have to do is leave a comment and I will tweet your latest post, simple as that. It's just my way of saying "thanks".

I really must go now.....my public awaits, my adoring public! (Insert Queen wave here.) Have a great day everyone!

Me-Me's Playhouse Caption This! No. 36

It's time to play Caption This!

Wouldn't you love to win The Golden Phallus? Well, all you have to do is give the photo below a careful look and enter your most clever caption. You may enter as often as you like - contest closes Friday midnight. The decision of The Impartial Panel of Three will be announced here on Saturday.

Good luck, everyone!



Once you are done here, please pop over to Dufus' place for more captioning fun!

The Need For Speed!

Many of you commented on my last post about my son's motorcycle racing. Thanks for asking. So, to bring you up to speed, here's a post from October 2008 which may help to shed a little light. Oh, and you may click the photos for a closer look.

As a mother, all you want for your children is happiness and prosperity. And, when it comes to my son, he fills the bill. He's educated, independent and has a beautiful family of his own. He has also excelled in his career as a design engineer. What more could a mother ask for?

Since he was a little boy, Zac, has been a daredevil. It all started with his big wheel. It wasn't enough to peddle himself along the sidewalk, he had to find a hill to ride down; peddling with all his might he'd zoom down the hills faster than a speeding bullet. Oh, his outfit of choice - superman underoos with a towel-cape pinned to his shoulders along with a pair of cowboy boots. Wheeeeeeee! Get the picture?

Zac went through a number of bicycles and obtained the usual scrapes and bruises; however, nothing a little Bactine and a Bandaid couldn't fix. Then we went through our on-the-way-to-the-hospital-for-stitches phase. After two visits in one month, it was suggested by the ER physician that I chain Zac to the bed for the next few years. Yeah, right.

He then moved on to horses. Zac had what I referred to as "Black Beauty Syndrome". He would mount up (yep, still wearing cowboy boots) and off he'd ride at a dead run. I would remind him there were other gaits his pony was capable of; of course, he ignored me. One afternoon his pony, Scout, decided to show Zac a thing or two - he ran away - out of control - with Zac holding on for dear life. "Pull back", I yelled as they neared the fence. Scout stopped just short of the fence and Zac flew head first into the barbed-wire strands. Twenty-six stitches later, I restricted his riding.

Then came a series of four-wheelers and motorcycles...I held my breath. Aside from one minor accident, he made it through okay. Then, shortly after graduating from high school, Zac stripped the inside of his car, added nitros and participated in the 1/4-mile drags at the local raceway. He was awesome on the track; but, he did get a few tickets on the streets and roads for exhibition of speed. One night, as a friend and I listened to the police scanner, we heard the state police receiving registration and insurance verification for, none other than, Zac.

His fascination for speed was never really satisfied until he began racing motorcycles on a flat track at 185 mph. The first time I went to the track to support my son in his latest thrill, well, I was taken aback by the equipment required - a one-piece, fully padded leather suit, heavy-duty leather gloves, special boots and, of course, a full helmet. He looked like a storm trooper.

So, I asked him to explain the object and the rules of the race. Remember, he's an engineer; his response turned into a dissertation, "First, you buy a bike...blah, blah, blah". However, the glaze cleared from my eyes when he began to talk about "the rush".....

"It starts 15 minutes before you are called to the grid. That nervous anticipation/excitement of putting your ass on the line to show your stuff and live out your dream. Then you roll out for the warm-up lap. Your excitement turns into sharp focus as you circle the track and line up in the grid. Now, the adrenaline really kicks in. The countdown starts with a two, then one - it can't happen fast enough. You are waiting for the release. Then it comes. GREEN! You do your best to get the throttle pinned and the clutch out. You tip into turn one with five to ten other lunatics hell bent on being first, you stake your claim and then rip the shit out of it!"

Good, lord!

Funny, I still see that little boy with the towel-cape as he laps the track. No doubt, he was born with the need, the need for speed!

*photos by Tom Marrs, Phoenix.

Please, Somebody Help Me!!!

Just over a month ago I finally gave into the pressure of friends and family nagging me to join facebook. Don't get me wrong, I totally understand the benefits of social networking - you get out of it what you put into it. After just a couple of days, I had decided facebook was a really easy way to keep up with the daily happenings in everyone's lives (and blogs) by viewing just one page. However, I was totally unaware of what was lurking behind some of those facebook's applications. More specifically.....games!

I've never been a game player except for the one time in my life I owned and played with great fervor every version of The Sims. Oh, yeah. I was totally addicted and thought of nothing but getting home from work to build my neighborhood or send my characters on vacation. This is hard to admit, but I even built a torture chamber without doors and windows and watched different characters go potty without the benefit of a toilet and eventually die from lack of food just so I would have ghosts who haunted the house I had so lovingly furnished. Yep.

Now....it's Farmville!!! I can not stop plowing, planting and harvesting. I am obsessed! I check my facebook homepage 3 or 4.....no, make that at least 10 times every single day just to see if any of my friends who also play have sent me a gift. I sit here and literally giggle with anticipation as I open a mystery box. Will I get an exotic fruit tree, a cow or maybe a horseshoe which will help me to finally complete that frickin' stable? I plant fruits and vegetables with one mission only in mind...getting to the next level just to have the opportunity of the newest items "unlocked" at my disposal.

Oh no, it just doesn't stop there. I finally found 10 friends who thought well enough of my offer to join me as a neighbor. I visit my neighbors' farms twice a day just to fertilize their crops and feed their chickens. Will I find fuel, a collectible or the coveted mystery egg? Regardless of any special finds, I'm accumulating points. Points where I can shop with the one-click convenience to beautify my farm.

Wanna see? Click photo to biggify.


This is just one side of my lovely farm that keeps me from having to deal with real life situations. Look, I have green sheep, gray horses and a Saanens goat which should be renamed Satan's goat for luring me into such a world. Oh, and the tractor, do you have any idea how long I played just to be able to afford that baby? Get this, now that I have it, I swear don't know how to use it. Even more sad is when I found out I could not use the bicycle I purchased to ride around my farm when harvesting my fruit and nut trees. Uh, huh.

I may need an intervention. Or maybe just a few more neighbors. No, really, if you play Farmville and are looking for a dedicated neighbor, please invite me. My facebook user name is MeMe King. If you just want to add me as a friend, that's okay too. I promise, I won't annoy you with any Farmville posts like whenever I find an uncommon butterfly while picking cherries.

Last night I found this.....



Well, I'd say that about sums it up. I don't know whether to laugh or to cry.


NOTE: I won't be around today or tomorrow. I'm going out to watch my son race his motorcycle around the track at speeds which exceed 190 mph. Then I'm returning to Tucson with them for a much needed night with my family. I promise, I will catch up with you all later on Monday! Oh, just in case you were wondering, my family has plenty of computers for me to keep an eye on the farm while I'm gone.

Caption This! Winner No. 35

Happy Saturday! It's time to announce the winner of this week's special edition of Caption This! Thank you all for playing, you came up with some pretty interesting captions.....so, let's get to it.

The Panel has given thumbs-up to a few of you, those receiving a most-honorable mention are.....

Moooooog35 said...
Surprisingly, this was exactly the 'Pot' at the end of the rainbow that Dewayne had hoped he'd find.

Kelly said...
Leprechauns always have the best weed. That's what they mean by POT O' Gold.

FreakSmack said...
For $180 an ounce that shit better make you see leprechauns!

We have a winner!

This week's winner of The Golden Phallus is none other than Renal Failure! Congratulations, stand up and take a bow. I encourage you all to stop by over at Renal Failure today, I'm sure you will enjoy this writing experiment - a blog full of damnable lies and outright fabrications.

Now, the winning caption.....

"This is how Glenn Beck sees
Barack Obama and Dennis Kucinich."

Again, thank you all for playing....see you next Wednesday for another edition of Caption This!

I Give A Tweet!

Updated Friday 03/19/2010: Imagine my surprise when I logged on this morning and found so many of you missed this announcement yesterday. Well, due to the huge response, I will extend this offer through today to help spread the word for "tweet thursday". And, since you are already here, take a look at this week's edition of Caption This! contest which ends at midnight, you could be the next winner.

It's Thursday...tweet thursday!.

Huh?

So, here's the deal. Each Thursday I will tweet everyone's most recent post just for leaving a comment...that's it. It's such an easy way to get your blog promoted! Now, if you are not already following me on Twitter, how will you know if I actually tweeted your blog post to my 1700 followers? Simple, follow me on Twitter then you'll receive confirmation of your tweet. Taaa-daaah.

Yeah, I know, another bandwagon to jump on. But, isn't this something we should be doing for each other anyway? It literally takes just a few seconds to post a tweet or retweet a post, I do it all the time.

Would you like to add "tweet thursday!" to your blog? Great, simply copy and paste the button to your blog then link it to your announcement so your readers will know to visit and comment every Thursday to receive their tweet. Suh-weet!

So, leave a comment and get your first tweet today!

Me-Me's Playhouse Caption This! No. 35

Happy St. Patrick's Day and welcome to a special edition of Caption This! If it be gold yer lookin' for at the end of the rainbow, well, I've got your gold right here. Faith and begorrah....be the one with the most clever caption and ye win the prize.

May the luck of the Irish be with you. Enter as often as you like and return here on Saturday when The Panel awards the winner of the gold...The Golden Phallus.



This just in...Dufus has offered up a challenge today by claiming my little contest here is only second best. Well, we'll see about that. Pop on over to his place for another chance to win!

Caption This! No. 34 Winner!

Okay, I'm back. Sorry for the pause in the action, folks. No, I was not reconstructing my blog, I was reconstructing my life. Don't you just hate it when reality kicks in and you have to pry yourself away from your blog? Oh, it's difficult alright. Anyway, I appreciate your patience and I promise I will get to each of your blogs today. I'm just dying to know what I've missed the past several days. That being said...on with the show!

Oh boy, you all had some pretty funny submissions this week, thank you so much for playing. The Panel has handed down their decision for the winner of The Golden Phallus. But, first, let's give a round of applause to those receiving a most-honorable mention.....

mac said...
"Did I mention the pre-employment cavity search, Bob?"

nonamedufus said...
"Proctology 101: 1. put on gloves 2. ask patient to bend over 3. THE PANTS, THE PANTS! ...Damn."

Leeuna said...
"Introducing the latest in Health Care Reform: the Ben Dover prostate exam center. Can also be performed via the drive-up window."

The Old Silly said...
"Occasionally there comes a time in life when you just gotta take things into your own hands. In those defining moments, a great crevice is traversed, and deep sense of satisfaction is derived."

otin said...
"If it doesn't fit, you must acquit!"

We have a winner!.....

This week's winner is certainly no stranger to Caption This! And, quite frankly, she was due to win the coveted trophy. We all know her and love her and without further ado...stand up, Cat Lady Larew, take a bow. Congratulations, you are this week's winner! Just in case you've been living under a rock and you are not familiar with her blog, How To Become A Cat Lady Without The Cats, please pop over for a visit today and be sure to "follow" her.

And, now, the winning caption......

"Hmmm... to lube or not to lube?
That is the question."

See you all here Wednesday for the St. Patrick's Day special edition of Caption This!

Under Construction.....

See you tomorrow.....I hope!




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Me-Me's Playhouse Caption This! No. 34

Hello, boys and girls! I can see by the clock on the wall, it's time to play...Caption This! Take a close look at the photo below and give it your best shot. Enter as often as you'd like and return here on Saturday when the winner of The Golden Phallus will be announced.

What is this guy up to?



Good luck!

For more captioning fun, pop on over to Dufus' place. He's got a hum-dinger for you today!

Quotables: Oscar Wilde

Known for his biting wit, flamboyant dress, and glittering conversation, Oscar Wilde became one of the most well-known personalities of his day. It was his only novel, "The Picture of Dorian Gray" - still widely read - that brought him more lasting recognition. He died destitute in Paris at the age of forty-six.

1. Genius is born -- not paid.

2. Fashion is a form of ugliness so intolerable that we have to alter it every six months.

3. Work is the curse of the drinking classes.

4. I can resist anything but temptation.

5. There is only one thing in life worse than being talked about, and that is not being talked about.

6. Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.

7. Whenever a man does a thoroughly stupid thing, it is always from the noblest motives.

8. A man's face is his autobiography. A woman's face is her work of fiction.

9. Always forgive your enemies - nothing annoys them so much.

10. I sometimes think that God in creating man somewhat overestimated his ability.

11. Illusion is the first of all pleasures.

12. Life imitates art far more than art imitates Life.

13. To love oneself is the beginning of a lifelong romance.

14. We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.

15. Women are made to be loved, not understood.

The Jolie Doctrine

Remember Friday's post, Nature.....What A Trip! when I featured the video Spiders on Drugs? Yeah, I already know what you're thinking..."here you go again, taking the easy way out by showing a video instead of writing something original". Okay, you're right, tough toe nails. Look at it this way, the video is only 1 minute long, then you are on your merry little blogging way.

Anyway, the same filmmaker of that educational (*smirk*) video from Friday now brings us Angelina Jolie in Womb Raider. So, lock your doors and hide your children, Third World countries, before Angelina slips in like a fog and steals your precious treasures.

Just push play.....



Have a smashing day everyone!

Sunday

“Sunday is the golden clasp that binds together the volume of the week”--Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

This past Thursday I offered a giveaway of Robert Walters' new comic strip book - Boy, I'd Hate To Be Made Out Of That Stuff! Using a random selection gizmo-thingy, I entered all of the names of those of you who entered.

Voila, we have a winner!!!

suZen, come on down! Congratulations! suZen is the bloggess over at Erasing the Bored, she is a brilliant writer and presents a variety of uplifting and creative motivations for day-to-day living . I have been following her for quite some time and always enjoy her thoughtful perspectives. Be sure you stop by her place today!

Also, I would like to thank Christiejolu over at Tales From My Head for the Sunshine Award she presented to me earlier in the week. Given we have a 70% chance of rain today, spreading a bit of sunshine my way is definitely appreciated. Thank you, Christiejolu!

And, finally, here's something you probably do not know about me - my favorite Beatles' tune. From the rooftop concert over the Apple Recording Studios in London (1969), I give you I Dig a Pony. Enjoy!



Which Beatles' tune is your favorite?

Caption This! No. 33 Winner!

Sorry, I'm running a bit late today. I really don't have an excuse other than the banana-nut bread fiasco in my kitchen. That being said.....on with the show!

The Impartial Panel of Three has made their decision for this week's Caption This! The Panel has given a most-honorable mention to the following:

ReformingGeek said...
"Danny is not the sharpest TOOL in the shed."

otin said...
"They say that a person can live by sucking the juice out of a cactus!"

Mrsblogalot said...
"Think this is something? Wait until you get a load of my Bonsai!"

Quirkyloon said...
"Behold: The Wee Willie Stickler!"

Jeremy from We Took The Bait said...
"Always a devotee of Eastern medicine, Robert turned to acupuncture to solve his problem with chronic priapism."

We have a winner.....

This week's winner is no stranger to Caption This! Stand up, MikeWJ, and take a bow. Congratulations, you are the winner of The Golden Phallus!!! MikeWJ's blog, Too Many Mornings, is definitely among my favorites. Recently, MikeWJ has been showing off his awesome photography and I feel he needs to publish a coffee table book - it's that good! So, please take the time to pay him a visit today.


Now, the winning caption.....

"I'm thorny, sweetie. Are you thorny, too?"
said Bob, the lisping cowboy.

Thank you all for playing, I hope to see you all here next week for another edition of Caption This!

Oh, if you haven't already entered your comment for the book giveaway, the contest closes at midnight tonight. It's so easy, click here to enter!

Nature.....What A Trip!

Look, it's not like I'm trying to take the easy way out today...okay, so maybe I am. But, I really wanted you all to take a look at the short video below. I don't want to give it any buildup, just in case you might be thinking that I must have been really high on some bitchin' weed when I decided I wanted to share it with you. Oops, did I just out myself?

Anyway, just push play...



Funny, right?



No, really...pay attention...I am today's featured testimonial over at the C.C.W.A. and I would really like it a lot if you all would jump over there and read the what I had really written for today's post but decided to post it elsewhere with the hopes of doubling my comments kind of thingy there. Anyway, do pop over and read my post...but, before you leave here, please leave a comment...yep, I'm a whore.


And, speaking of doubling my comments today...Welcome Newcomers!!!...buy the ticket and take the ride. Relax, enjoy your stay. Okay, I know the competition is pretty tough, but since you're already here, go ahead and give my caption contest a try and win The Golden Phallus. The winner will be announced here on Saturday.

Thanks for stopping by!

Book Review And Give-A-Way!

What The DNA Is Going On In Here?
Just a couple of weeks ago I was sent a proof copy of a book authored by Robert Walters - Boy, I'd Hate To Be Made Out Of That Stuff! Mr. Walters asked me to give it a read and to share my findings with my readers. So, during my down time last week, I finished this delightful comic book and have decided to give a copy to one of you. All you have to do is leave a comment and you are automatically entered. The winner will be announced here this Sunday.

Who Are These Guys?

Meet the gang from the Lunar Antics comic strip! Zeno, Zed, Linda, and Drusus are inhabitants of the moon who just love to hang out here on Earth. Because it's not enough to be superior to all Earthlings, their mission is to make sure you know that they are superior to all Earthlings.

There are only three things a reader has to know when encountering theses moon inhabitants...

1. They have antennas.

2. They have flying saucers.

3. They are good in math.

That's it. No tachyon particles. No time paradoxes. No tedious dissertations concerning Heisenberg philosophy. Finally, space aliens for the rest of us!

This is just one of the many excerpts that are available by clicking over to Lunar Antics and, while you are there, you may even order your own copy. Oh, be sure to click on the "Video and Into" tab, this will give you a better idea of Walter's amusing writings and illustrations.

Take it from me, this is truly an enjoyable read for earthlings of all ages. I had a great deal of fun while reading this comic adventure. I actually chuckled as I delved deeper into the antics of these visiting lunar characters, it was definitely well worth my time.

Me-Me's Playhouse Caption This! No. 33

(Cue circus music.) Welcome ladies and gentlemen to the greatest show on earth! It's time for another installment of Me-Me's Playhouse: Caption This! It's fun and oh so easy to play.

Simply put on your thinking cap and take a gander at the photo below. Then, once your brain engages, submit your caption. See how easy this is?

Amaze your friends and family with the lovely Golden Phallus. This coveted trophy will be awarded to the author of the winning caption. Wouldn't this look great on your fireplace mantel?

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It's Only Rock 'N Roll

Why are we given 1400 watts of power if we can't really use them? I'm talking about sound, pure. stereo. sound. So, what gives? It's not as if I intend to break the sound barrier, I just want to be able to feel the music. It's kind of like the speedometer on our vehicles which reads 120 mph, but the max we are supposed to use is 75 mph. Excuse me, my vehicle really doesn't reach cruising speed until I hit 80 mph. The same goes for my stereo. I can't even begin to feel the music until I crank it up to number '5' on the volume dial.

Since I have been feeling much better, yesterday I decided it was time to "kick out the jams". I made my selections, pushed back the furniture and was ready to get my groove on. As the music began,I began to twirl. Screw you Wii Fit, this is way more fun.

While listening (and dancing) to the music of the Grateful Dead, mid-twirl I saw the neighbor walking across my lawn. I thought, "Uh oh, I'm in trouble now." I quickly turned the music down and waited for the doorbell to ring. Waiting, waiting.....nothing. After a couple of minutes I returned to my dance party and even managed to work up a sweat. Was this a result of the last of my flu symptoms or was I actually getting a good work out? Regardless, I was sweaty. Then I caught another glimpse of my neighbor, again, heading my way. This time, after turning down the music again, I met him at the door.

Neighbor: "Is that your music blaring?"

Me: (Not wanting to cop to anything) "Possibly."

Neighbor: "Well, if you don't mind turning it down a notch or two, I have company."

Me: "Okay, sorry."

Neighbor: (Turning to leave) Are you okay? "You don't look so good."

Me: (Wanting to say, "Screw you, you buzz killer.") "I'm fine, I'm just getting over the flu."

Neighbor: "Oh, okay. Thanks for turning down your stereo."

Me: "Yeah."

It's not like I was rattling the windows to begin with, but I did keep it down to a dull roar because I'm like that. After an hour or so, it was time for me to hit the shower. I got into my favorite pajamas, heated up some leftover soup and settled in to watch the finale of The Bachelor. Who would Jake pick? The sweet Tenely or the spicy Vienna?

About a half-hour into the show, I heard an irritable noise coming from that same neighbor's back yard. I grabbed the remote and turned down the sound on my TV. What the fuck is that noise? I listened a little closer.....he was running his table saw.....rolls eyes.

Oh, good grief, talk about one loud and annoying sound. Was this his way of getting back at me? Who knows. The noise from the table saw was intermittent for about an hour. Hmmm, the same amount of time I played my music. Whatever, good neighbor, knock yourself out.

Will I rock out again today? Probably. But, hey, it's only rock 'n roll and I like it!