Friday, April 24, 2009

The Sea Vision Society

Today I was researching a question at work and came across quite the Internet gem. We donate a part of the proceeds from our "Ocean Beauty" checks to the Sea Vision Society, and I was attempting to find out exactly what that society supports.

Granted, I never did find out about the Society, I did, however, find the Grammar Geeks worst nightmare. I pride myself (generally) in my knowledge of the English language and the use of correct grammar. So when I read the horrid misspellings or terrifying grammatical mistakes of others, I find it quite humorous (probably because I deal with such atrocities on a daily basis).

When I came across this website, I was ROLLING at my desk. The man that created it, Christian Reise Lassen, is the founder of The Sea Vision Society and an artist (and come to find out a musician as well....oh, I cannot WAIT to get my hands on his album, "Turn the Tide").

His grammar is beyond atrocious. Half the time I have no idea what he is trying to say. There are ridiculous run-on sentences and a comma, placed, after, almost, every, word,.

To give you some samples of the jewels this website contains, here are some direct quotes:

"Don't dream your life, life your dreams"

"Rules of Behave"

"Wizzards also is called Wiz those members who have the super user rights. One recognizes it as a starlet at the beginning of its nodding name. Every member the tasks of a Wiz are various, they care that yourself also on this that the palace is in the business, on the other hand they care that yourself is also to the rules of behave keep and they respect that the member are consistant under each other. You care on the one hand that the Palace perfectly runs and on the other hand they provide it that the Wiz whole work, have, however, the tasks of the Wiz simultaneously, too they."

"If one thinks of Greece as a vacation-goal, occurs a place prominent immediately like Athens or Rhodes then."

And that my friends, is just a sample. I am not making this stuff up.
Be sure to check out the "Babies" tab and read the picture captions.


Oh, and below are a couple choice photos for your enjoyment.



Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Gimme Sunshine!

I admit that I absolutely love snow. Its beautiful and has enjoyment factors i.e. snowboarding, sledding, ice skating, et cetera.

However, I 100% object to snow in APRIL! Good grief.
And what is worse, nature keeps teasing us with wonderful Saturday weather just to stick its tongue in our face the next day and the next.

I am getting the cabin fever and want sunshine for the following reasons:

1) Running. I need to run outside. If I have to run in the Olympic Oval or on a treadmill for much longer, I just might scream. Not to mention I have a race coming up in a little over 2 weeks and it had better be good weather

2) Climbing. I purchased some new climbing equipment, and all it has done is sit in my closet. If I don't use it soon, I think it is going to get mad at me, become faulty and kill me

3) Clothes. I am tired of my Winter attire and I want to pull out the flip flops without freezing my toes off

4) Lunch. I am beginning to go crazy being cooped up in the lunch room. I adore sitting on the grass and eating outside with a good book during my lunch hour

5) Swimming. I decided that I would like to swim much more this year to be my strongest for the Spudman. And I pretty much refuse to go swimming in the Winter as my hair will freeze and probably break off, ruining the years I have been attempting to grow it out

6) Running. I know I mentioned this before, but I really want to run outside. It has been too long, and I LOVE running the fresh air with actual scenery. Training for races indoors is the absolute pits. This is why I tend to avoid Marathons, Half Marathons, Triathlons and all other such races in the winter months. Even if said race is in some warm location such as Florida. I still have to train indoors, and doing 20 miles on a treadmill? NO THANK YOU! And I am quite anxious to get to training for the St. George Marathon early this year. I've caught a bug!

Yes yes, due to all these reasons, I petition that Nature should stop being such a beast and bring on the sunshine. Are not you in agreeance?

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Pictures

Here are the rules: You have to answer the questions with a Google image search. NO using your own pictures. Even on the picture of you. You can't use any words to describe anything either. Let's see what happens.

Favorite color:



Favorite animal:



Bad habit:



My job:




Favorite food:



Place I live:



Favorite treat:



Favorite place:



Favorite author:






Favorite hobby:







Me:



Tuesday, March 10, 2009

The Touchy Subject of Being Humane

There is much information out there pro and con declawing cats. As I have researched this much debated topic, I have found that most people declare that declawing cats is "inhumane". That when you declaw a cat you change its personality and identity etc. However, it is proven that individuals are more likely to keep their cat if they are declawed, and that declawed cats are more likely to be adopted. I could go on and on debating both sides of the topic, and am not bias one way or the other.

But as I began to think about whether or not it is humane, I got to thinking about the issue of neutering or spaying your animal. Because, honestly, isn't removing a cat's testicles inhumane? All men that I know would much rather have you remove their nails (and nuckles) than to have you chop off their balls. If there is something that will change one's personality or identity, I would think that it would be the removal of ones sexual orgins.

Regardless of your belief (again, I respect everyone having their own opinions, and I will not say who is right and who is wrong), I firmly believe that we need to show love towards our pets, and care for them completely.

I love my cats, all 3 of them.



Tuesday, March 3, 2009

The Destruction of Check World....Please!!?!!

I have reached my capacity of check knowledge. My brain will no longer accept any more information regarding checks or the ordering thereof.

Thursday, February 26, 2009

The Possibilities Are Endless

Thanks to Pickle...and Z -- here is my offer and request to you. Heaven help me.

Lucky you! The first five people to respond to this post will get something made by me! My choice. For you. This offer does have some restrictions and limitations:

1. I make no guarantees that you will like what I make!
2. What I create will be just for you.
3. It'll be done this year. {might be a little while}
4. You will have no clue what it's going to be. It may be a story. It may be poetry or maybe even some creation I haven't even invented yet (but Heaven knows it will most likely be totally fabulous and creative... :). I may draw or paint something. I may bake you something and mail it to you. Who knows? Not you, that's for sure!
5. I reserve the right to do something extremely strange.

The catch? Oh, the catch is that you must re-post this on your blog and offer the same to the first 5 people who do the same on your blog. The first 5 people to do so and leave a comment telling me they did win a FAB-U-LOUS homemade gift by me!

* *Oh, and be sure to post a picture of what you win when you get it!* *

Monday, February 23, 2009

All Dogs Go To Heaven


This Saturday evening my family experienced a great loss. Our little dog, Sir Walter, passed away.

He came into our family as a present for my 15th birthday. He was just this little runt, and I kinda didn't want him because he was "too small" but he quickly won me over, he was just a little sweetheart.

He was such a good little friend, he was always excited for us to come home, he knew when you were having a bad day, and he loved anyone who sat on the couch, they immediately became his friend. He had so many funny quirks. He once even developed this crazy habit of hiding things in my bed. I would lie down and find a bone, or a corn dog or some other odd item (usually food) underneath my pillow. Oh there are SO MANY memories.

I loved him so much. And now after 11 long years, he's gone. Boy, I'm going to miss him.