The theme song of my life
March 28, 2008 by NaysWay · Leave a Comment
I’d never heard of this woman before until a friend of mine told me of a song of hers currently receiving airplay called Cheerleader. Once you get past the ear piercing, helium laced sound of her voice, you find she’s one funny broad. A funny broad who was obviously best friends with me in grade school.
Flick’d Off
March 28, 2008 by NaysWay · Leave a Comment
[Editor's Note: After sleeping on it, I decided to censor myself as it shames me to curse. If you have no shame, let me start by washing your mouths out with soap, then you can simply highlight what I've whited out for the uncensored version.]
Let me preface by saying I don’t like to curse. Now that that’s out of the way…
I don’t often complain about Flickr. As a matter of fact, I don’t think I’ve EVER complained about Flickr. And, truth be told, this isn’t Flickr’s fault. But there are some sick people in the world. I had enough forethought to consider this when concealing the real names of myself and my family within the walls of this blog. This same forethought did not follow me into the world of Flickr which, I’m realizing now, it should have. People are just plain nuts.
In broadening my Flickr contacts, communities and picture views, I’ve joined a few groups. It wasn’t until I joined this group – today, in fact – that this post struck my attention. Thinking maybe it was a warning to all new group members about the rules and regulations of the group, something customarily posted by the group moderator, I got another revelation.
I’ve taken quite a few photos since belonging to Flickr. This is partially defaulted to the photos I carried over with me from Yahoo! Photos. I’ve become so hooked there that I’ve even purchased a Pro account. I have shown no restraint or caution in the photos I’ve posted simply because they are of my children. You’d be hard pressed to find many that aren’t. A few of them were taken in the Summer months when it was unbearably hot and humid. I live in an old house that has never seen central air. I’m sure it would appreciate it very much if it were installed, but it would probably also make this old house explode into billions of frozen planks. As you can imagine, hot + kids = naykee [that's naked for you non-parent readers]. Not butt naykee. I do have SOME sense. But naykee-down-to-your-drawers naykee. Mysteriously, these photos were my most viewed. How viewed? 67 times viewed. 29 times viewed. 31 times viewed. I have never received this many views on fully clothed pics, ever. E-VER! This is a problem.
From now on, I don’t care how stinkin’ cute it is, all babies will be fully clothed. If not fully clothed, then at least with a Onesie or tank top and shorts. I am absolutely kicking myself for not having that special parental light bulb go off in my head sooner. You know, the same one that warns sick fucks not to ever fuck with your children or you will plant a fat foot up their asses.
Yes, that one. You’ve been warned.
Definition of the Day [brought to you by Corporate America]
March 27, 2008 by NaysWay · Leave a Comment
I love tick words and acronyms as much as the next person. Especially in the work place. Who doesn’t love a good ROFL with a side of LMAO with a side of PAM? Don’t know about PAM? Oh, it’s such a naughty phrase. My face reddens with the mere mention. OK, not really, but I’ll make you look it up instead. Trust me. You’ll thank me for introducing such a term of endearment into your life.
Stumbling through the internet, I came upon this site which then introduced me to this book which is now so high up on my to-do list of book purchases for Spring I can barely contain myself. Below is just a highlight of what made me LMAOROFL then do spin circles round and round in my desk chair. It made me THAT happy.
Odd[ity] Review
March 25, 2008 by NaysWay · Leave a Comment
I very rarely use this site to promote mainstream albums that any yahoo can’t find on iTunes or some other music-based site. And I am all for indie music because, let’s face it, they need all the cult following they can get sometimes. And, technically, this group was indie status two years ago when they dropped St. Elsewhere. But I and my iPod can barely contain ourselves with their latest.
I will not hold a review. Everyone has their opinion and, at the present, they’re giving it about this album. My little squeaker of a voice isn’t going to matter much to popular opinion, and I already know what I think. And saying INSANELY ROCKS MY UNDERWEAR OFF is not the professional way to show your love for something. Whatever.
Maybe a sound bite of the song that speaks to me the most right now? That couldn’t hurt.
Flip This Blog
March 24, 2008 by NaysWay · Leave a Comment
I don’t know if I have much of a readership to warrant such a statement, but sorry I’ve been away. I have plans for this blog that include a reconstruction of sorts and I blame the following.
For the past few weeks, I’ve become addicted to this show. I am not a fan of reality shows. Not even a little bit. In fact, one could say I detest them. With the exception of Extreme Home Makeover, I see no need to profit or exploit so-called reality into viewable programming. Reality is hard enough. Why put a contest and money to it? People are vile. People are heartless. People are skanky pieces of entertainment whores. And, if pushed, people are greedy, survivalist pigs. I get it. But must we watch it all and call it television?
Since Flip This House has become so near and dear to my heart, and I live in a house and neighborhood deemed flip-worthy – thank you, unusually crazy winter with your snow so heavy you threaten to cave in my second-story porch – I’ve been looking at my life as a whole to find out what else is flippable. Like birds. Because… you know… they’re pretty. And who doesn’t want to flip a bird?
You know you were thinking it. Don’t act like that.
In conclusion, I like the direction of the site, but feel I may have been sidetracked with the popularity of what’s hip and cool out there in blog land. Surely, this was not my intent to get lost in the crowd. Or to stand on a soap box, so I’ll make it brief:
I’m researching.
I have ideas.
I like my ideas.
I think you’ll like them, too.
I know I’ve mentioned the probability of these changes before.
I am a procrastinator.
Get off my back!
Alright, I’m sorry, don’t leave.

















