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Murder comes with menopause…

Posted by debraroby on January 31, 2006

Steve mentioned at dinner that he had emailed me something that might be blog-worthy (not quite is exact words… ). And after reading the message, I agree!!:

From The Reader’s Digest:

Asked on NPR how she went from writing romance novels to mysteries, author Janet Evanovich answered, “I hit menopause and began to have more thoughts of murder than romance.”

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Now if I could commune with the dead…

Posted by debraroby on January 31, 2006

Who Should Paint You: Andy Warhol

You’ve got an interesting edge that would be reflected in any portrait
You don’t need any fancy paint techniques to stand out from the crowd!

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The Song List

Posted by debraroby on January 30, 2006

1. What’ll you do when you get lonely/And nobody’s waiting by your side? LAYLA

2. If you wanna hang out you’ve got to take her out…COCAINE

3. They crossed over the border the hours before dawn, moving in lines through the day. ROADS TO MOSCOW, AL STEWART

4. I want put on my my my my my _______ _________! BOOGIE SHOES. KC AND THE SUNSHINE BAND.

5.We’ll put out to sea/ And we’ll prefect our chemistry. KOKOMO, THE BEACH BOYS

6. Gone are the dark clouds that had me blind. It’s gonna be a bright, bright sunshiney day. THINK i CAN MAKE IT, BOB MARLEY

7. Don’t let them fool you or even try to school you, Oh No!
COULD YOU BE LOVED? BOB MARLEY

8. “Well, let me tell you ’bout the way she looked, the way she acts and the color of her hair. SHE’S NOT THERE. Originally the Zombies, but this was by Santana.

9. You’ve got me running and hiding all over town/ you got me sneaking and peeping and running you down…EVIL WAYS, SANTANA

10. She’s trying to make a devil out of me. BLACK MAGIC WOMAN, Santana

11. Hey man, I gotta straighten my face/This mellow thighed chick/ Just put my spine out of place! SUFFRAGETTE CITY, DAVID BOWIE.

12. South of the river you stop and hold everything/A band is blowing dixie double four time/ You feel all right when you hear that music ring. SULTANS OF SWING, DIRE STRAITS.

13. Laughing and a running hey, hey! Skipping and a jumping/In the misty morning fog withour hearts a thumping and you..BROWN-EYED GIRL. VAN MORRISON..

14 I like mine with lettuce and tomato, Heinz 57 and French fried potatoes, Big kosher pickle and a cold draft beer…CHEESEBURGER IN PARADISE, JIMMY BUFFET.

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Go Read This Site.

Posted by debraroby on January 30, 2006

Bush hopes that his “after Prez” job will be to set up a “think tank” that examines the “DeTocqueville model” of America.

BUSH: “I’m beginning to think it through a little bit. I’d like to leave behind a legacy — or a think tank, a place for people to talk about freedom and liberty and the DeTocqueville model of what DeTocqueville saw in America.

At this link are a several quotes from DeTocqueville’s book, Democracy in America, including:

“I know of no country in which there is so little independence of mind and real freedom of discussion as in America.” [Link]

“The American Republic will endure, until politicians realize they can bribe the people with their own money.” [Link]

Anyway.. go read not only the article but also the comments that follow. I think my favorite is:

  1. I think that W is more into dementia.Comment by WaltTheMan — January 28, 2006 @ 11:50 pm

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Walking and Singing

Posted by debraroby on January 29, 2006

Took the dogs for a 2.5 mile walk this morning. Before we left, I loaded up my pockets with:
A bottle of water on a shoulderstrap, with a water dish hanging on it;
6 poop bags;
sun visor.
my MP3 player.
my digital camera.
(This is why I cannot imagine living without pockets. Where would I carry all these things if I didn’t have 6 pockets in the clothes I was wearing?) And DON’T say a purse. A backpack, maybe..

We landed at our local city’s walking path and headed the 1.25 miles up to the swim center. Since I drank all the water (bad mommy!! bad mommy!!), and there was some kind of major activity in the center, I couldn’t take the dogs in for a drink. But the workers there know us, and happily filled up the water dish. While the dogs slurped, I talked to our former mayor and our city manager. style=”font-style: italic;”> (WalMart..BAD; Trader Joe’s GOOD). I’m sure they didn’t appreciate it.. but, what the Hey!.. you’re a public official standing in public, you’re going to get it. And they have been hearing it A LOT. I still suspect we’ll be stuck with WalMart.

We got home as it was clouding up. It will start raining tonight.

My playlist really kept me moving (well, that the dogs expect me to move at a 3 mph+ pace). I planned on simply sharing it, but.. what the heck, it’s the weekend. So we’re gonna play a little game. I’ll list a lyric from the song, and you guess the song. Then thank goodness that you weren’t on the path listening to me sing while we walked!

  1. What’ll you do when you get lonely/And nobody’s waiting by your side? (hint we heard Jordis singing this song last summer).
  2. If you wanna hang out you’ve got to take her out…(same artist as the first song)
  3. They crossed over the border the hours before dawn, moving in lines through the day.(a toughy challenging song, mayhaps).
  4. I want put on my my my my my _______ _________! (things are getting lighter, but still fast).
  5. We’ll put out to sea/ And we’ll prefect our chemistry…
  6. Gone are the dark clouds that had me blind. It’s gonna be a bright, bright sunshiney day.
  7. Don’t let them fool you or even try to school you, Oh No!
  8. Well, let me tell you about the way she looked, The way she’d act and the color of her hair…
  9. You’ve got me running and hiding all over town/ you got me sneaking and peeping and running you down…
  10. She’s trying to make a devil out of me.
  11. Hey man, I gotta straighten my face/This mellow thighed chick/ Just put my spine out of place!
  12. South of the river you stop and hold everything/A band is blowing dixie double four time/ You fell all right when you hear that music ring.
  13. Laughing and a running hey, hey! Skipping and a jumping/In the misty morning fog withour hearts a thumping and you…
  14. I like mine with lettuce and tomato, Heinz 57 and French fried potatoes, Big kosher pickle and a cold draft beer…

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The Flock Has Spoken

Posted by debraroby on January 28, 2006

It’s early migration time along the Pacific Flyway, and the finches are beginning to make thier presence known. Most years I notice this more when I go to buy purchase seed than from actual observation of more birds at my feeders. Niger thistle see completely disappears from the shelves.

I had one notable exception here! One season when I could tell from the birds on my deck that it was major migration time. Three times a day that week (early morning, middle of the day, and one-two hours before dusk) I would average 100 finches on my deck.

Visiting the petstore this week, the empty shelf syndrome has struck. No black oil sunflower seed and no niger thistle seed. As I was completely out of seed for the finch feeder and that is my most popular feeder, I decided to substitute with the Audobon Society’s Finch Festival. According to the Audobon Society website:

Finch Festival – “The Energizer” – A high-energy, high-protein food source for smaller birds such as finches, sparrows, siskins, redpolls, and juncos and towhees.

My thistle feeder still has about 4″ of thistle seed servicing the bottom-most ports in the tube feeder, but I “topped off” the feeder with this mix.

Yesterday the birds finished off all the new seed, totally ignoring the thistle seed still available to them. And this morning the action continues. I have about dozen finches and juncoes waiting their time at the two top seedports and totally ignoring the available ports below.

Guess when they take a break I really need to just toss the thistle seed and give these birds what they want: A Festival.

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