See Hear Speak No Evil

is the big question on which i polled my best pallies this weekend after a lengthy conversation with t.

be prepared… for those of you who are faint of heart, or do not take well to topics related to bodily functions, PLEASE STOP READING NOW! I MEAN IT!

Ok, now for the disclaimer.
I take absolutely no responsibility for the feelings/emotions/rage/anger/disgust provoked by this post.

the question is…
do you, on a regular basis, urinate in the shower?

from the conversations i’ve recently had, stemming from the original t. conversation, this is something that most of us have done at least once, and for various reasons.
however, it seems that for guys, who have the utmost ability to aim at and ensure direct drain stream, it is a most common occurrence.

for women though, this doesn’t seem to be the case, and for various reasons. it seems as though women are less likely to urinate in the shower because of the leg factor (ya’ll know exactly to what i’m speaking) and possibly the fact that we’re the ones who actually clean the shower/tub and so want to keep it as clean as possible from the get go. or maybe we’re repressed.

i’m not yet entirely sure. methinks i would have to do a large poll of the voting public within the u.s. to come up with some real numbers. and that opens up a whole new can o’ worms.

picture it… your phone rings… you answer it… a girl asks if you’re a registered voter… and then proceeds to ask whether or not you use your shower as a toilet, on occasion, or often.

how would you react?

anyway. now that the question has been raised, i’m a curious as the next tom, jess, or bridge as to how the general populace feels about the question. feel free to pipe in, eh.

My hair is currently pulled up in a knot. Not an attractive one I might add.

I am wearing a tank top and sweats.

I have makeup smeared across my face.

I am drinking coffee.

I just finished running around the block.

My doorbell rang, and it was an established realtor. He needed to ask questions about a neighboring house. Lucky me. Then he notices I have a home based business. Oddly enough, he needs someone with my skill. I look like absolute HELL and he is going to possibly hire me.

Yeah.

***On another note*** I am about to finish cleaning up the shattered glass in my 1/2 bathroom. A light fixture decided to fall off my ceiling and crash everywhere. SCARY. I have a fairly new house and this shouldn’t have happened. Whomever designed this type of light should be shot.

The thingamajig that the glass screws onto is also the thingamajig that screws into the base to hold the glass up. Two things that screw??? Ok, that sounded worst that it was. /wink So by screwing in the glass you can actually be unscrewing the whole thing from the ceiling. Um… anyone else think this is a bad idea? This light was HEAVY. Anyways, the possibility for this type of accident is way more probable than I had thought possible.

Now I get to go buy:

• A replacement glass and thingamajig
• Some superglue or a welder (to get rid of this potential)
• A LOT of beer

It is a super secret.

Secret you say?

Oh yeah… super secret.

Ok… not really. The scary stalkers seem to have removed themselves from our blog, so I will just post it here most likely when it is all up and running.

I am hoping this takes a week.

I realize it could take a year. LOL. Alright, I have better faith in myself than that, but who knows. I am actually now going to change my hosting provider for my business website too. I will actually pay less than I am currently paying, and I get to host our blog as well. Figures.

Oh, and other news… I have some new neighbors. They moved in about a month ago. Well their 13 year old son apparently has girls fighting over him. How do I know this? I found notes written to him by GIRLS! They must have dropped out of his pockets. I am going to scan these in and let you read them for fun. I haven’t had that good of a laugh in a long time.

which according to StickEE, is now a statement that can be used to indicate that during the week, everything that can go wrong will go wrong.

now, i’m aware that I am the Al that is being spoke of in this statement and yet I still have Al weeks. this week, is one of those weeks
let’s start with the beginning

Monday- started out fabulously. t (from colorado springs) helped make coffee and send me on my merry way before heading home. went to work, day filled with sampling. during said sampling (oh, lo about mid-day), i stepped off the tailgate of the truck and..
HOLY SHIT!!! DID THE CROTCH OF MY PANTS JUST RIP????!!!!
sho nuf! and i’m working with 3 guys (who, btw, were laughing their asses off, as they should be) who give me loads of shit and then hand over the pipe tape so i can take care of the situation. lesson— purchase boxers and wear them when doing field work

Tuesday- still sampling. forget a very important piece of shipping information on samples. this means that the field lead in the office gets some guff and then, very nicely, reminds me to pull my shit together and not to forget such things

Wednesday- still sampling. leave my work bag in the car while i head up to the office to load up our equipment. WAIT! HOLD THE PHONE! WHERE ARE MY CAR KEYS?! NNNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! locked my keys in the car, along with the work bag (which has my phone, my with phone, my drivers license, etc). the new guy and i attempt to unlock the door. luckily for me i have AAA, so i sent new guy (also known as fng) to start the day while i waited to be saved by the knight in the white truck
while sampling, get a call from field lead. seems as though i’d effed up something else on tuesday. great effing day, tuesday is. mine are NOT monumental or phenomenal unlike the tuesdays that other people are privy to have.

Today (that’s Thursday)- drop my car at the mechanic’s (tail lights now fixed) and hop on the bike. put bike on bus and head to office. bus has horrible shocks and coffee spills all over my pants. realize, while in office, that it also spilled all over my white shirt. AWESOME! office day at work. no effing up just data entry and talk radio. set up for a long bike ride home (kind of like the fleetwood mac song “take the long way home”). less than 1/2 way through my ride, back tire is flat, flat, flat. good thing bikers are nice and one stops to pump up the tire. it maintains enough air for me to make the short jaunt to REI to purchase new tube.
good thing guy stopped. and REI was close. i was >15 miles from home. that would have been a long walk.

main lesson for week- pull head out of ass

anywho- if ever YOUR week goes as mine usually do, please feel free to call it an Al week and then tell me about it. i like to know i’m not the only one who has such shitty weeks, every now and again

colorado springs and colorado city are NOT the same town.

i never really thought they were, of course, but for some reason, i keep getting the two mixed up.

i’ve never been to either place.

colorado city is famous because it’s known as a polygamist town. ever heard of warren jeffs? this was his home. it’s actually IN arizona, not in utah, but it’s a border town… about 4400 people live here…

colorado springs, on the other hand, is the second most populous city in colorado. more than 370,000 people live here. it’s been ranked as one of the best places to live.

i reckon colorado springs is a nicer place to live than the high desert of colorado city.

tonight was the logan river ladies association opening social. i was paired up with two other brand-new gals and we’ll play together for the rest of the summer. yay! i didn’t see anyone i know except my insurance agent, who is an absolute hoot. i hope i’ll get to play with her a few times this year…

i don’t have a handicap yet, but since i shot 72 on 9 holes last week, i am sure that puts me in the e flight: effing losers. LOL. to put this in perspective, paul shot a 36..and he plays in the men’s a flight.

i never said i was good at this game.

our little kitty had surgery today. she’s fixed and declawed. and extremely pissed off. i feel really bad for her and i can’t wait till she’s feeling better again.

work is killing me. i love it, but damn. i can’t remember when i have been so busy and under so much pressure… it’s great because it reminds me that i am alive.

kids have soccer tomorrow. wish us good weather and lots of fun!

or are they?

we all know the answer. they ARE the droids you’re looking for! when are those damn clones going to clue in on obi-wan’s ass-kicking jedi mind trick?
i watch the movie and wonder this to myself (or aloud because no one’s here but the gordo gato). then i realize what a geek i am.

i just wanted to point this out for j who mentions her geekiness. we all got it babe. some o’ us are just geekier than others.

for example:
i go for a hike last week and we’re sitting atop a small mountain (ok, it’s not really a mountain, per se, but is the eroded portion of part of a mountain range) discussing something or other and i get asked a question about some piece of plant life in our general vicinity.

i have absolutely no idea what the plant is but i can tell you what minerals are present in the rock (potassium feldspar being the most obvious because it’s pink and the crystals are HUGE, in this particular rock. the sandia granite, if your still curious) and what exactly this tells you about how fast the rock cooled as it formed and whether it cooled at depth or near the surface (at depth, if you must know… geez nosy)

stickEE likes to tell me that i’m the only one who considers myself a geek when i talk about rocks and such but i have a sneaky suspicion that she’s lying to me to make me feel better about spending the last bulk of my life in a classroom.

really, all i had to do was pick up a subscription to GSAToday or Physics Today and lay them nonchalantly on my end table or otherwise in plain sight and people would flock to my supposed intelligence with fury and vigor.

who knew?

also, this post is absolute nonsense but since i haven’t posted in a long while, i’m out of touch and so this is what you get

(you are reaching a sad realization, confirm or deny?
confirm…)