Wednesday, February 26, 2014

Baaah Baaah What Sheep?

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This is a pic of me with my rescued sheepy.  I rescued it from our trip.

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We pulled into a motel when we were on the road and went to dinner.  When we got back the guy next to us had parked his vehicle and gone to bed.  His vehicle was a farm truck full of standing sheep, double decked.

This is normal in Australia.  Farmers who are taking their sheep to market need to sleep too.  My hubby said that I had no real proof they were going to market.  I asked where else they could be going and he suggested that perhaps he was a rescue truck on a mission from Green Peace and he had saved them from a lab or the slaughter house and was taking them to sheep Disneyland where they would live out their days in nice green pastures running and frolicking.

He is not a convincing liar.  Even if he was trying to keep my bottom lip that was trembling from going into full outboard motor mode and the tears from flooding our shared, very small bed.

I couldn't sleep.  I kept thinking about the poor sheep and having to stand all night without any food or water.  I went out and stood by the truck and sang them a lullaby.  I held a little hoof in my hand and then managed to squeeze one sheep out and hide it in the back of our vehicle next to the Golf Clubs.  It promised to be quiet.

The next morning the smell from the truck was unreal and I was glad I got my new pet, I named "fluffy" out while he was still fluffy and not stinky and matted with thousands of flies swarming around him.

I took these pics when I got home but I am sorry to say "Fluffy" is no longer with us.

He leaned against my pants and got all bent out of joint, baahing and hoofing at me.  I had to call in a sheep whisperer who told me Fluffy was upset because my pants were made of wool.  I didn't get it.  He told me wool comes from sheep and that he absolutely knew from the smell that my pants were made from his brother and he was really pissed.

You would think that would be comforting ... like a lock of your mother's hair in an envelope to remember her by only bigger, with two legs, and a zipper and someone wearing it.  At least it is more life like.  My mother's hair just lies there in the envelope.  His "brother" could run and play with him.

Nope he was pissed.  (Like I could actually make him back into a sheep for crying out loud.)

Then he actually pissed on my pant leg.

He pissed on his own brother.

I am pretty sure that is against sheep religion.

You can't reason with a mad sheep who is capable of that kind of behaviour.  Rescued sheep need to represent their species in a much more respectable manner.

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We had lamb chops for dinner and we are having  a roast on Sunday.  I am going to wear my wool pants and sit on a lamb fleece.

I don't even miss Fluffy.  He was really annoying and had this sense of entitlement.

Sheep are not entitled.

Not in my pants anyway.

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Wednesday, February 12, 2014

AWAY.

Will Be gone for a couple of weeks.  Be back by Months end.  Behave ... nah .. forget that ..

Tuesday, February 11, 2014

I Blame Toronto

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Despite what people from Toronto say about people from the prairies, we were just normal kids like any other kids.  We had hopes, we had dreams ... we wanted to do all the same things, experience the same things that the city kids did.

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We wanted to Jiffy Pop popcorn on the stove.    We wanted to make cotton candy just like you could get at the fair.

We were not stupid. We understood what it was made of and we watched the people make it and knew how to make it.  We were not stupid.  We could see the theory behind it all and we were quick to listen to our parents and know that we should not make a big mess or we would never be able to make it again.

I don't know how the jiffy pop pan became melded to the burner but it was not because we didn't read the instructions.  We read them, we were still reading them when they went up in flames and the popcorn exploded everywhere.

I blame false advertising.


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We worked with what we had.   We improvised.   

I just told my brother to make sure he did not spill any of the sugar on the floor.  Who expected him to climb into the cement mixer with the sugar?  And who could have predicted how effective it would be to attach the power boat motor to it all.

I do think some of the sugar had time to "spin."  It looked spun . . .  a little . . .  around his head.  It was hard to tell really with all those parents screaming and being locked in my room so quickly.  

We just needed a couple more minutes.

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Sunday, February 9, 2014

Look, Here I am Alone in a Hall.

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People talk a lot about Second Life and sex, what it is, sex, what it isn,'t, sex, sex, sex, and more sex.
There is lots of real life "Journalism" to bolster their talk.  I mean hard hitting, real life, serious serious "Journalism."  You can't ignore journalism like that.  It gets under your skin and eats your brain cells and well ... let's face it . .. has brought us to this level of common sense living we all presently engage in.

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It may be the ONLY type of "engagement" some people ever experience.  Who says romance is dead?  It was actually in your bowl of corn pops and involved aliens, Michael Jackson and hot rocks this whole time.

Well this blog is dedicated to showcasing the reality of Second Life.  Nitty Gritty, pull the covers back, rip the band aid off ... and look, showcasing.

This is my Second Life.

Basically I log in, get dressed, take pictures and log out.  Sometimes I shop.  Sometimes I move my inventory around.  I stand around in gowns.  I attempt to look pretty but am constantly reminded by others of all that is wrong with me because I fail.  Yes I fail in the meeting of standards of beauty for each and every one of them and I guess one day, when I did not log in, there was an election, and they were all voted in charge of me.

I have been here for quite awhile now.

I can still hear my voice echo around me.

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I am not saying there is not sex going on all around me . . . I don't want to dissuade anyone from coming here and fulfilling all their dreams . . . I am just saying where I am standing . . . no-one cares . . . even when I fall . . .

Oh ... and there is a forest . . . so at least this whole exercise has not been a total waste.  Urban legend, stupid question posed in grade 5, finally answered.

You can't see me but I am in my "superstar" pose . . . in an evening gown . . . alone in a forest ... in Second Life.

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Friday, February 7, 2014

A Little Love Note and Some Advice.

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My mother in law wanted to know why I can't get my camera fixed.  I asked her what she meant and she pointed out that my background is all blurry in the first picture, the second picture is very dark, and my avatar does not appear to have any feet.

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I think I opened and closed my mouth 8 times as the possible replies whirred through my head and then I either hit the "nah" button or some remedial training from Sunday School insisted that I NOT actually say "that" out loud.  Hence, once again, some of the best lines I could ever utter, ended up on the cutting room floor, never to be fully appreciated by anyone other than the gang that hangs out in my head and generally applauds wildly at everything I do ... except for my grandmother and that awful teacher I had in Grade 5, both of whom I try to ignore every bit as much as I did when everyone else could hear them, not just me.

Did you know that you can close you eyes and "lalalala" even in your own head?

You can.

If you want to take a moment and try it right now, I will wait for you.   See!  It works right?

I thanked my mother in law for pointing that out and said that I would take my "camera" in to get it repaired and would go shopping to see if I could find some decent legs for my avatar.

At least she left the room.

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When we dropped her off she handed me an envelope and patted my shoulder.

It was $20 for the camera repair and 3 diffferent "sets of legs" cut out from a catalogue, along with some sticky tape.  There was a note that said,  "pull her skirt down a bit too, no need to look like a complete hussy in virtual reality as well."


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Wednesday, February 5, 2014

Life On The Rails.

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I followed the rails in my youth.  My brother and I were over rummaging through the town dump ... yes you heard me right, we rummaged, it was incredibly interesting back then.  People ate all their food so there was very little of that to throw away, but there was lots of interesting items and treasures that only required a child's imagination to make them magical.

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Of course we never let on to the grandparents what we were doing.  Good thing they basically only paid attention when we were noticed.  Going unnoticed became an art.

Anyway we hit the tracks one morning when the picking at the dump was slim and we started following them.  We walked and walked.  We tied my brothers shirt on to the end of a stick and put some rocks in it to make it look full.  We were going to take turns carried it.  He did his turn and then I declined my opportunity because he did such a swell job, I thought I would defer to him.  Even back then, he was sooooo easy.  I just kept commenting on how incredible he was and "oohing" every now and then.  OK some of the "oohs" were actually cows mooing but he never did have a good ear.

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Ya we walked for hours.  I was starting to get worried we would never find our way home.  Thank heavens we found the right track to lead us back home again.  I don't know what those people who are born on the wrong side of the track do.

They must be the "homeless" everyone talks about.


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Tuesday, February 4, 2014

It's All About The Lesson.

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My great great great (blah blah a bunch of great greats) aunt had the most awesome bed swing on her veranda.  For some reason the idea of a bed hung from the ceiling that swings back and forth is incredibly awesome to kids ... on the prairie ... with only milk cows and combines to play with ...

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The veranda overlooked the garden.   The garden that we regularly raided.  Hey don't condemn me, it was raid the wheat fields, the barley fields . . .  or the gardens . . . we went for peas and carrots.  You try eating a handful of wheat and we will talk.

It makes for great drama stories.  I like inventing my own ... you know,  "Eat your peas and carrots kids, when I was a girl we would operate covert missions into the garden to score some peas and carrots.  One of us would have to stand guard, one of us distract the adults, and one of us steal the stuff and get out of there with them and one of us to hide them.  Do you have any idea how difficult that was when there was only two of us???  You get your peas and carrot served on a plate and we won't even hit you if you eat them.  You lucky ducky's you."

Of course I didn't tell them that we only ate the peas and we made rude sculptures out of the carrots.

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 Sometimes you have to sacrifice frank honesty for the sake of the lesson you are trying to teach.


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Monday, February 3, 2014

The Sears Catalogue - Satan's Tool.

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The Sears catalogue is the gateway into teenage porn.  I was witness to it being gated.

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It's not a nice thing to witness.

It seemed innocent.  We were just looking through the catalogue and circling the things we wanted for Christmas gifts.  This is a ritual you cannot begin to appreciate unless you are kidnapped by farmers, held prisoner in the middle of nowhere, with blowing snow and mind numbing cold for weeks on end ... year after year after year.   Only after the year after the year do you fully begin to accept that a Sears Catalogue may be the only thing standing between you and complete insanity.

We were busy looking and circling, and then my brother started drooling and I could clearly see he was NOT in the toy section.  I had where those pages came in the catalogue, memorized so that I could quickly flip to them and start circling.  I circled an awful lot of things . . . went through about 3 red pens.  I actually drew in some things that Sears did not carry, hoping that my grandparents might consider that there were other stores in the city and that I might like something from one of them ... like a new family. . .

It took me all of 3 brain cells to figure out that he was looking at the bras and panties.  Ewwww.

He had them all circled in red pen so that he did not get into trouble.

I didn't want bras and panties.

It was all on him.

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About 3 weeks after Christmas I caught him ... and the bras and panties really were all ON HIM.  And I realized that "my" stocking which I thought was the most awesome stocking ever, was actually meant for him and he had changed the names at the last minute.

I refused to hand over the sling shot, the sea monkeys OR the slinky.

He got to keep the bras and panties.

They fit him better anyway.  I was a late bloomer.


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A Ball-less Life or a Road Traveled Without ... Balls.

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One of the really disappointing things about real life is the fact that there are just NOT that many opportunities to wear ball gowns.

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When you are young you have to "cover up" and when you get older you have to "cover up."  I evidently missed that nanosecond of time when I was free to expose.

And then schedule a ball for that exact time.

I wish someone had told me, as a little girl, that this was probably the most "ball gown" infused minutes of my life and I should have embraced it, raided more closets, and stuffed tissue where needed.

Fashion makes black sound so ... fashionable and chic ....

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What a disappointment to learn that black is basically for goth, weight disguising and funerals ... and sometimes, when life gets really weird, all three of those mesh into one golden moment ... still NOT a ball.

Oh  . . . and in case some smart ass tries this on you ... the "ball room" at McDonalds is NOT that kind of ball room either.  Those kids are mean.  They laugh at you if you show up in a ball gown.

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