Today upon Facebook Creeping I had noticed many peoples status updates to say something like "Go to UrbanDictionary.com, enter in your first name and put the definition as your status. Normally it is not in my Nature to follow such orders, yet I was interested in what I could find. This is the Urban Definition for my name is:
Athena
A whack or slap with incredible force.
Watch your mouth or I'll Athena you.
I found this quite hysterical and a nice contrast to the regular Goddess of Wisdom definitions one is most common to find upon research of Athena. I wonder if I am like a whack or slap with incredible force? Maybe my personality is as such? I would definitely like to think so. Epic I'll say. One day I will live up to the expectation; the definition ATHENA
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Monday, February 1, 2010
New visions, you decide.
We all should be familiar with this story
Twas the Night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads
I will stop it here. I always heard this story Christmas upon Christmas for many years. I have always wondered what Sugar-plums were. It always bothered me that this was what Children typically had a vision of and I thought I was missing out. I went to Dictionary.com to do some investigating. I found out that a Sugarplum is a small sweetmeat made of sugar with various flavoring and coloring ingredients; a bonbon. This made me wonder what a sweetmeat was as well, as it sounded disgusting. I headed back to Dictionary.com to find it was not a meat at all. It is a sweet delicacy, prepared with sugar, honey, or the like, as preserves, candy, or, formerly, cakes or pastry.
I am sad to say that not once have I ever had a vision of a Sugarplum or a Sweetmeat when trying desperately to fall asleep on Christmas Eve. Was I greedy? I am not too sure. I was mostly wishing for a Puppy, Snow and World Peace every year. Once I got a Puppy his name was Snowball. I was afraid of him. He peed on the floor all of the time, I always slipped and fell into it. He ran away three months later on my Birthday. Snowball must have melted because we never got him back. Long story short here I think this story needs to be re written. Yes, I am sure it has been already but I am going to take a stab at it.
It was the night before (Insert your politically correct Holiday here)
come on I know no one says Twas anymore.
When all through the condo
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse
No one gets mice in Condos right?
The stockings were hung by the gas fireplace with care
In hopes that Santa Claus would soon be there
that's his cool modern name yes?
The children were nestled all warm in their snuggies
Haha snuggie, why not?
With visions of High Definition Televisions dancing in their heads
what snot nose brat does not want one? Candy is so three centuries ago.
Well that is all I have for now. I will now go to bed and try to dream of some Sweetmeat, you know the sugary delicate type not the manly delicate variety ;)
Twas the Night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads
I will stop it here. I always heard this story Christmas upon Christmas for many years. I have always wondered what Sugar-plums were. It always bothered me that this was what Children typically had a vision of and I thought I was missing out. I went to Dictionary.com to do some investigating. I found out that a Sugarplum is a small sweetmeat made of sugar with various flavoring and coloring ingredients; a bonbon. This made me wonder what a sweetmeat was as well, as it sounded disgusting. I headed back to Dictionary.com to find it was not a meat at all. It is a sweet delicacy, prepared with sugar, honey, or the like, as preserves, candy, or, formerly, cakes or pastry.
I am sad to say that not once have I ever had a vision of a Sugarplum or a Sweetmeat when trying desperately to fall asleep on Christmas Eve. Was I greedy? I am not too sure. I was mostly wishing for a Puppy, Snow and World Peace every year. Once I got a Puppy his name was Snowball. I was afraid of him. He peed on the floor all of the time, I always slipped and fell into it. He ran away three months later on my Birthday. Snowball must have melted because we never got him back. Long story short here I think this story needs to be re written. Yes, I am sure it has been already but I am going to take a stab at it.
It was the night before (Insert your politically correct Holiday here)
come on I know no one says Twas anymore.
When all through the condo
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse
No one gets mice in Condos right?
The stockings were hung by the gas fireplace with care
In hopes that Santa Claus would soon be there
that's his cool modern name yes?
The children were nestled all warm in their snuggies
Haha snuggie, why not?
With visions of High Definition Televisions dancing in their heads
what snot nose brat does not want one? Candy is so three centuries ago.
Well that is all I have for now. I will now go to bed and try to dream of some Sweetmeat, you know the sugary delicate type not the manly delicate variety ;)
Bad Romance?
I want your ugly, I want your disease
I want your everything as long as its free
I want your love, love, love, love
I want your love
Don't get me wrong. I do like Lady Gaga and I appreciate her lyrics as many of them are shocking. I tend to like things based on shock value.
With this excerpt from Bad Romance I am just a little unclear. I have never heard of anyone wanting anyone's ugly or their disease. Even more shocking to me is the proceeding line that say As long as its free. I thought Ugly and Disease was what people paid for. Well that is the view out my window anyways. What do I know? Clearly Nothing!
Hahah. Im sure I will have another Lady Gaga inspired moment in the near future
I want your everything as long as its free
I want your love, love, love, love
I want your love
Don't get me wrong. I do like Lady Gaga and I appreciate her lyrics as many of them are shocking. I tend to like things based on shock value.
With this excerpt from Bad Romance I am just a little unclear. I have never heard of anyone wanting anyone's ugly or their disease. Even more shocking to me is the proceeding line that say As long as its free. I thought Ugly and Disease was what people paid for. Well that is the view out my window anyways. What do I know? Clearly Nothing!
Hahah. Im sure I will have another Lady Gaga inspired moment in the near future
Love, Craigslist Style
Two Words
SPELL CHECK
One Word
IMPORTANT
More than two words
Why do people think that others will want to date them if they can not spell words like Women, love, laugh or coffee?
Just a thought. I peruse Craigslist for entertainment value to see what is out there. Most of the time I am turned off by the spelling errors on the site. I wonder if I am a snob. But no really, spell check is free. My hint to all seeking love out there on the Internet is Spell check. Get a clue.
SPELL CHECK
One Word
IMPORTANT
More than two words
Why do people think that others will want to date them if they can not spell words like Women, love, laugh or coffee?
Just a thought. I peruse Craigslist for entertainment value to see what is out there. Most of the time I am turned off by the spelling errors on the site. I wonder if I am a snob. But no really, spell check is free. My hint to all seeking love out there on the Internet is Spell check. Get a clue.
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