Happy 35th Anniversary!!

Since I'm a horrible daughter and totally forgot to post something for Mother's Day, here is a combined Mother's Day/Father's Day/Anniversary post for my parents.

Congratulations of 35 years of marriage, M & D. You guys are awesome parents! Happy Mother's and Father's Day!

Rodent on the Rampage: Squirrel Assaults Three Before Being Killed By Pensioner

Thu Jun 14, 2007


BERLIN (Reuters) - An aggressive squirrel attacked and injured three people in a German town before a 72-year-old pensioner dispatched the rampaging animal with his crutch.
The squirrel first ran into a house in the southern town of Passau, leapt from behind on a 70-year-old woman, and sank its teeth into her hand, a local police spokesman said on Thursday.
With the squirrel still hanging from her hand, the woman ran onto the street in panic, where she managed to shake it off.

The animal then entered a building site and jumped on a construction worker, injuring him on the hand and arm, before he managed to fight it off with a measuring pole.

"After that, the squirrel went into the 72-year-old man's garden and massively attacked him on the arms, hand and thigh," the spokesman said. "Then he killed it with his crutch."

The spokesman said experts thought the attack may have been linked to the mating season or because the squirrel was ill.

When I read this article this morning I laughed so hard I was crying. I feel bad for the squirrel, obviously, that is a tough way to go. Being beat to death by an old man with a crutch can't be nice. But when you picture an old lady running out of her house, screaming in German, arms flailing about with a squirrel attached to one hand.... I can't help but laugh, really hard. Plus if you go to that attachment you will find that this is not the first incident of squirrel invasions in Germany.

Thai drug dogs sacked for 'sexual harassment'

June 10, 2007 - 4:40PM

Two Thai street mutts, Mok and Lai, who became ace sniffer dogs at an airport near the notorious Golden Triangle opium-producing region have been fired for urinating on luggage and sexually harassing female passengers.

"He liked to pee on luggage while searching for drugs inside," Mok's former handler, Police Lieutenant Colonel Jakapop Kamhon, said. "He also liked to hold on to women's legs."

"Both were just as good as foreign dogs trained for use in drug missions," he added. "But they were stray dogs, so their manners were worse than those of foreign breeds."
Mok and Lai now work on a farm, herding chickens and pigs, the paper said.

My favorite part is what the handler says, like peeing on luggage was the natural thing to do while sniffing for drugs. Plus the thing about "holding" the woman's leg, hilarious! I don't know why those ladies were so upset, the dogs were only holding onto them. Gosh!

Those poor mutts were fired for being dogs.

What is going on?

In an attempt to make my blog a little more interesting, I've decided to occasionally talk about things I find interesting, funny or annoying in the news. Since my life is pretty mondane at the moment with just work and sleep going on.

So for my first installment:

WASHINGTON -- A judge who is seeking $54 million from a dry cleaner that lost his pants said he is acting in the interests of all D.C. residents.

Seriously?!?!?! What is this world coming to that some out of work pain in the butt judge can sue a Korean dry cleaners for some ridiculous amount of money? I don't like the dry cleaners any more then the next person, but you don't have to sue them for millions. Plus, these poor people obviously don't have that kind of money, they run a freaking dry cleaning business. If they had 54 million dollars they wouldn't be washing your clothes! I heard on the radio today that the family that owns the dry cleaners might have to go back to Korea because of all the money they have had to pay to lawyers to defend themselves.

This jerk with the pants needs to suck it up and buy a new pair of pants. He actually cried in court, like a little sissy! Over Pants!!! If there was an award for crybaby over actors who try to rip people off, he would win. He actually tried to justify his claim by saying that since he didn't own a car he had to rent a car everyday for 14 months ($15,000) so that he could find another dry cleaner. Really? Do you expect anyone to believe that? You could buy a whole new car for that money and who on earth is so stupid that they would rent a car everyday to find a dry cleaners? It's called Dryel, look into it. Really, if that judge is such an anal freak about his stupid suits he should clean them himself.

Not only does this judge not deserve one cent of the money he is asking for, but I think the court should take the rest of his suits and burn them. Just to show him what it feels like to really lose his stupid pants. And then maybe slap him around a bit if he starts to cry.

No Sleep

I'm on midnight shift this week at work and I am totally messed up. I can't remember what day it is or what time. I'm listening to Elliott in the Morning on my way home from work and watching nighttime television before I leave home for work. I also feel like I'm completely cut off from civilization, it is sucking a little bit.

The good part is that the phone isn't ringing too much and I've been able to catch up on my movie watching. So really it isn't that bad and I shouldn't complain.

Summer Thunder Storms

Last week, my girl friends and I went to Baltimore to enjoy a show. It was the "Australian Male Revue" Thunder from Down Under. I know that is shocking and silly. But they were well built, tan men dancing around with their shirts off and bonus-they had accents. Very superficial of me, yes! But look at them!

You try and tell me that isn't something you want to see! Any ways, the evening was full of laughs more than anything else. I think Anne even mentioned that she might be beginning to have less respect for herself, since we were watching boys dance around in pirate outfits.

But it was super funny! And I would gladly see them again.

la Dolce Vita

For anyone who knows me, my love of Italy and Rome, in particular, is no secret. In fact, I fear my family and friends are sick and tired of me talking about the place. I do try to curb my enthusiasm for the Italian culture, food, and men. But occasionally, I am unable to bite my tongue and must gush about the beauty of Italian architecture or the simple pleasure of grabbing a cup of coffee. Especially when someone I know will be traveling to Rome. I can't help myself, it is truly an obsession, a sickness... I don't know what comes over me until after twenty minutes or so of me babbling on, I'll realize that I need to shut up.

My co-worker has a newly formed theory, which she claims might explain my obsession for Rome. She found it in the Washington Post. I'm not too sure about the theory, but I do feel really good when ever I get into Rome and I have returned to Rome a few times....hmmm maybe there is something to that theory.