Facebook

I have found, like, A GAJILLION old friends via Facebook in the past 48 hours or so! WTF?!?!/ I mean, like, people I've been looking for FOREVER! Mostly old classmates that, even though i worked for The Internet, I could never find a single scrap of on-line information about!

Found the kid who grew-up next door to me who had the most impressive collection of pornography (passed down from his father).

Found the guy who was like a brother to me, whom I haven't talked to in some 10 years because of a girl.

Found the rapscallion who was my youthful ward whom I passed The Mantle of Wackiness to back in '91.

Found the chick who was the first (bra-covered) boobies I ever saw in Gym Class even though she didn't know it.

Found several people who could be the "Scott" that wrote a song about me instead of paying his part of the rent.

HOWEVER! There are still THREE PEOPLE I have yet to electronically "Bump In To"! I post their names here in hopes that somebody knows them, or that maybe they'll some day Google their own name and click through to see ME!

DAMON IRONS

PAUL TROXCLAIR

BRYAN CROSS

All three of these people would have been in or around Anacortes, Washington for a few years between 1979 and 1991.

If this works, I'll work on Bryan Ploeg and Tina Stannert next!

KITTY!!!

Molly has moved her obsession once again. In chronological order, it has gone down like this

• Marry Poppins
  
• A Day At Disneyland
  
• Wizard of Oz
  
• Willy Wonka & The Chocolate Factory (Original w/Gene Wilder)
  
• VINTAGE TOM AND JERRY CARTOONS (current obsession)

Oh there have been other things she has flirted with and shown some attention to... Rogers & Hammerstein's Cinderella, Spider-Man, Yo Gabba Gabba... and there are things that are a constant love that will always bring a smile (The Wiggles, Barney, Sesame Street, Mickey Mouse Clubhouse)... but these are the things she has obsessed over and asked for over and over again. I'm rather happy about the current obsession leaning towards classic animation... she LOVES "Kitty" and seems to understand that "Kitty", "Mousie" and "Puppy" are all just playing. But when OTHER CATS are mean to "Kitty" she gets downright indignant! SCREAMING at the television "KITTIES! NO! STOP IT!!!"

Prayer

At the Food Bank that I go to, they have a little white box with pen and scrap-paper nearby that says "Prayer Request: If you would like to have our Church pray for something or someone you know, please leave your request and we will Pray for you" or something to that effect.

I wrote "Please Pray that Barak Obama is our next President of The United States, because my family can't take another 4 years of 'Republican Prosperity'".

This puts them in a dilly of a pickle of a jam, doesn't it? They can't pray for Onbama Success because of his stances on Birth Control and Abortion, but they can't deny the prayer request can they?

khristle thinks they'll cop-out and do a prayer for something like "Lord, please show the person who requested this prayer the light and the way... let them see the error of their ways and let them accept McCain in to their heart".

Me, I'm hoping for some exploding heads. Scanners-style!

Worlds Biggest Douche Bag discovered at local Food bank!

I have decided that the best way to document this person is from the ground-up, working all the way out to his surroundings and circumstances.

First of all, we're standing in line at The Food Bank.

He's wearing sandals and socks.

And those tear-away Work-Out Pants.. the nylon type with buttons down the side so you can wip 'wm off real quick for a last-minute race.

Above that, a loose-yet-tight faded yellow "US Polo Team" T-Shirt. Tight around his beer belly, but EXTREMELY loose around his chest and neck. So loose that it usually hangs off of one shoulder, exposing most of his...

BACK HAIR SO THICK, you can't really tell where the thick, luxurious back hair ends and the...

MAJESTICALLY SCUZZY MULLET begins!

Facial hair: I simple "Landing Strip" reaching from lower lip all the way to wear his chin should be.

And to top it all off, a 1990's "Painter Cap" style New York baseball cap, appropriately stained.

What attracted my attention was the two women who were attacking him. Seems he put an 11-year-old girl in The Hospital while trying to teach her how to drink VODKA.

What really capped-off the Douchebaggery of him was that he was insisting it wasn't his fault, because the bottle was already open; he was just trying to show her how to drink properly.