I am officially dumber than I thought I was

No I didn't manage to set the kitchen on fire again (thank god!) but I did something equally as idiotic...I took a Mensa test.

Yes that's correct, me the person who has forgotten how to spell half the time, and is truely math phobic, tried to take a test that only the most qualified 2% of the world can pass. Okay so it was a practice test, but still. I scored an 18 out of 30, which in Mensa speak is "You scored a little low, but you might be able to pass the Mensa test" and then maniacal laughter follows. Okay so there wasn't really a laugh track but I can see the normal body/big head people falling out of thier chairs at that score.

Trying to redeem myself I took another test for smart people that are dumber than the Mensa folks, that was a slightly better 117, but still a far cry from the last IQ test I took in middle school, that one was a 139. Got me into the gifted program, even though I was technically 1 point shy of the goal. The person administrating the test racked that point loss up to the fact I was a complete nervous wreck while taking it, shaking and almost messing my pants. I was eternally grateful for the extra time getting to play Oregon Trail during the hour a week meeting time :)

Back at the time I took that test I had the common sense of a dead flea...okay maybe a live flea, but a flea non the less. In my advanced age I will try and comfort myself with the belief that you can only have one kind of "smarts". Either you can find your way out of a paper bag, or you can boggle the masses with your ability to figure out complex equations beginning with "Two trains leave the station...". Personally I find that having common sense works better most of the time, as long as I don't have to do math homework...

Bloggers gone mad

It seems that the Amishman has created a monster of bloggers. Everyone is getting onto the bandwagon so it seems. But its a good thing, and fun as well. I now have this huge list of blogs in my favorites file, and its kinda nice to check out some of the fun stuff that I often miss when the Geeky Spouse and his friends get going. I can't count the number of times I have found something hilarious, and show the GS, only to hear him say "Oh that was forwarded to me by xxx last week". Le Sigh. Now I get to come up with more fun nicknames for people /grin...be afraid be very very afraid...

Tonight we shall celebrate!

For Sunday is the date of my munckins birth :) she has a friend over that shares her love of anime and all things not so girly. We will dine well (we hope) at a resturant a fair journey from our home, and with friends true and loyal. And no I have no idea why I am writing as if I lived in the 18th century...

From a blog I read a lot...


**Verbatim transcript of an actual conversation I just overheard while waiting for the elevator.

SCENE: Two CAS guys meet in the hall.

CAS Guy #1: Happy Italian Memorial Day.
CAS Guy #2: (without missing a beat) Happy Mozart's Birthday.
CAS Guy #1: Now that we've exchanged our greetings, we may proceed with our business.

CAS Guys walk off in opposite directions without another word.**

I wish I knew something about chemistry...sounds like a great place to work.

I love the quirky :)

Saw this on VH1's Best Week Ever a while back and have adored it since :) "Million Ways to be Cruel". It's hilarious, and to me so much better than someone of the "blockbuster" 20 gajillion dollar videos. Nothing like making a kick arse video in the backyard of your house, choreographed by your sister...

Unhappy Flickers and Reading

I believe I might be inheriting my spouses computer karma. This is not a good thing :) I noticed over the past couple of days that my screen tends to go black...and then return, almost as if it was going to screensaver. This morning it was more noticeable as I was reading something, got up for coffee and it flickered out even though I was only gone for a minute or so. Should be interesting :)

As for reading...that reminds me of something I sent to a friend yesterday. He had sent me an email asking for clarification about an event, I answered it while my brain was still engaged in the book I was currently consuming :) the phrase that is causing fevered response in his mind is "brain weird reading now...". I should explain...
I love to read, anyone that knows me knows this :) Some of you have been subjected to its effects. Reading is my stress relief and my escape, I have a few authors I adore. Nora Roberts is one of them, but they are legion. I don't hear things when I read, I don't understand english most of the time. If my face is buried in a book, you have to make sure I am looking at you and that the glazed doughnut look is gone from my eyes, before you can be assured I am paying attention. It takes me a moment or two to phase back into reality when I read. In trying to answer an email and read at the same time, things didn't sound right to my brain, hence the "brain weird" comment. Of course my other friend that called during the reading got it worse, I was in the "40 pages from the end mode". People who live with me know that I am not to be disturbed 40 pages from the end. It won't take me long to finish, but I am darn near impossible to contact during that time. Gimme 15 minutes I'll be done, then try and talk to me :)It'll be worth it, cause I tend to yell a lot when I'm 40 pages away...

Mornings

I find mornings difficult, not in the lots of things to do, but the fact that I have begun to assimilate my spouse's brain fog. I no longer can awaken with the ability to form coherant sentances, or make decisions. Perhaps this is the side effect of living with someone that has never been able to form sentances or make decisions without a minimum of a cup of coffee. I'm still required to function at a level that some mornings, I'm just not comfortable with. This morning it was book orders. Some of you will remember the neat little Scholastic paper offering great deals on books that most of the time you regarded with disdain. Well maybe its the age difference, because now there are books in there I want to read :) However doing math to add up a book order before 7am is not a good thing. Without coffee.

On a different side note, I am getting myself the Little House on the Prairie book set, I had one ages ago, but in the course of moving they got lost/mangled. I love being able to aquire pieces of my childhood...if only I could remember some of the other books I loved...there was one that I remember I adored, but at my advanced age all I can remember is that one of the sons got in trouble and got the "silent treatment" which was the most horrendous punishment they could receive. The name of the book? No idea. But one day I will find it :)

Good Day :)

TMI alert!

Today was a good day. A little bit of hookie, a little bit o' nookie, a nap and a date. That was almost poetic.

Alternate Universe's

So it was a pretty nice weekend at the Ennis Ranch (a term coined by an as yet unnamed friend) Had some friends up and we hung and drank and had good conversation. I played with a new piece of software that will I'm sure have me banging my head into the desk until my forehead achieves a nice oaken luster.

This morning was interesting :) After staying up waaay to late, the phone rings at 9am. Now Sundays are fairly sacred, we sleep as long as possible until our old bones awaken us with creaking and cracking. I stumble blindly through the house trying to find a phone that is connected to a cord, or wireless with a charge. Only to answer as its hitting voice mail. I stumble back to the warmth of the bed (after feeding the meowing cat collective) to try and catch a few more zzz's. Alas this was not to be due to the cats inability to understand that just because I fed them does not mean that I should be awake for thier entertainment. Though I have yet to figure out how brewing coffee and staring blindly at a monitor is amusing. Turns out that the phone call was from my mom in her alternate universe thinking that today was Monday. Good chat all in all.

I've been wondering for a few days how to continue the anonyminoty of my friends, I like talking about them but wouldn't want the collective universe to actually know thier names and stalk them or anything. Going to have to keep working on that part...

Whee feeling better!

Other than a large amount of blowing my nose, I felt like a human being today. It rocked, I did laundry and changed sheets and did some cleaning. Was kinda nice. Still have a lot to go but it was good being able to function like a normal person. The kids had the day off so they lazed around a bit before I started cracking the whip on em.

I've been playing my Christmas present a lot this last week or two. The Movies is pretty cool though I have to say some of thier controls are a bit clunky and you can't do a lot of cool things that you'd like to do (differing camera angles ect) but its not to bad if you just want to play around and make scenes. I find it pretty annoying you have to upload movies to earn virtual credits to get more stuff for your game, but so is life.

My lack of geekness

I edited my first html today...it sucked worse than losing my keys. Maybe that's because I am not geek inclined. I tend to just look at my spouse and make him do it...Which reminds me of a rather funny conversation we had about our blogs. He was going to add some color to the basic black that we both use and I agreed that that would be cool. His next comment was "Well its not that hard I can show you...err just tell me what you want." Good Man!

Sick, Tired and Blah

Nothing like all of the above to make you motivated to do something...like go to bed. Had a nice talk with my mom today...and a not so nice time cleaning munchkin's room. Apparently one of the cats thought her closet would make a nice litterbox. Nothing like small round poopy pucks to make your day complete.

And so would I....

First-grade teacher, Ms. Brooks, was having trouble with one of her students.
The teacher asked, "Harry, what is your problem?"
Harry answered, "I'm too smart for the 1st grade. My sister is in the 3rd grade and I'm smarter than she is! I think I should be in the 3rd grade too!"
Ms. Brooks had now had enough.

She took Harry to the principal's office. While Harry waited in the outer office, the teacher explained the situation to the principal. The principal told Ms. Brooks he would give the boy a test and if he failed to answer any of his questions he was to go back to the 1st grade and behave. She agreed.

Harry was brought in and the conditions were explained to him and he agreed to take the test.
Principal: "What is 3 x 3?"
Harry: "9"
Principal: "What is 6 x 6?"
Harry: "36"
And so it went with every question the principal thought a 3rd grader should know.
The principal looks at Ms. Brooks and tells her, "I think Harry can go to the 3rd grade."

Ms. Brooks says to the principal, "Let me ask him some questions." The principal and Harry both agreed.
Ms. Brooks asks, "What does a cow have four of that I have only two of?"
Harry, after a moment: "Legs."
Ms. Brooks: "What do you have in your pants that I do not have in mine?"
The principal wondered, why does she ask such a question?
Harry replied: "Pockets."
Ms. Brooks: "What does a dog do that a man steps into?"
Harry: "Pants"
Ms. Brooks: What's starts with a C and ends with a T, is hairy, oval, delicious and contains thin whitish liquid?
Harry: "Coconut"
Ms. Brooks: What goes in hard and pink then comes out soft and sticky?
The principal's eyes open really wide and before he could stop the answer.
Harry: "Bubble gum"
Ms. Brooks: "What does a man do standing up, a woman does sitting down and a dog does on three legs?" The principal's eyes opened really wide and before he could stop the answer.
Harry: "Shake hands"
Ms. Brooks: "What word starts with an 'F' and ends in 'K' that means a lot of heat and excitement?"
Harry: "Firetruck"


The principal breathed a sigh of relief and told the teacher, "Put Harry in the fifth-grade, I got the last seven questions wrong."

He's Bad...

So Yahoo news has this interesting article where Michael Jackson is now being accused of reneging on a contract, stealing lyrics and molestation...the kid was two when all of this supposedly occoured. Um right...

Sharing the love...

So today I feel better, not quite well enough to run marathons or compete in the Olympics (where the only category I qualify in is the submarines of useless knowledge event), but definately better than the warmed over death feeling of the past two days. Unfortunately we seem to have shared the infection with our dear friend Troy, who now can also have the fun of being a walking snot machine. I'm sure he's thankful...really.

I have begun the laundry. For some reason they have never invented disposable clothes. Well they have those 7 dollar store establishments I have found are the wear once and throw away because if you try to wash them, they run or tear in interesting patterns. Laundry is a neverending process in this household. It never gets caught up. Or if it does get washed/dried/folded it wanders its way around the house in piles never to see the inside of a closet or drawer, until it unfolds and ends up back in the pile possibly unworn but in a state of confusion regarding its identity. I wonder if when we go to sleep the laundry has meetings and support groups. "No Jean! I'm not dirty I swear, just ambiguous!"

Perhaps I should lay off the cold meds for a while...

Where did that come from?

Have you ever been to a garage sale/grandma's house/over at the weird crazy neighbors and saw something so unusual, so odd, so just weird, that you sat mesmerized by the sight of the object? Against all attempts to ignore it your eyes trail back over and over again, to the colors and strange aura the object presents.

If so then I have a site for you Who would buy that?

Le sigh...why must they screw with my shows

I hate it when shows move around mid-season. As if its not bad enough that you have to figure out when everything comes on in the first place, now they have to shuffle them around and you have to play "which show do we like more?"...tis the suck

I've been linked to by a friend...

So I suppose that means I actually have to post on a semi-regular basis. I worry a bit that with all this blogging going on that we will begin to lose what little human contact we have outside of each other. Well not right now since I am a miasma of germs and viruses. But in the future will there be as much to discuss since we can just sit in front of a screen and catch up on our friends daily lives? Or will it be more of a conversation starter ala "I saw in your blog...". Not that we have a lot of people we want coming over and hanging out. It's strange that way, I feel I have lost a lot of "social skills" in the last few years. I'm not quite sure how to intereact with people sometimes. Not my friends (who know I am insane), but the people on the street, in the grocery store. Add to that my true disdain of cleaning (which my mother still shudders over) and our home is usually at least slightly messy and full of kitty hair.

Oh my...

I think I have met these guys...or at least guys just like them...They are my spouse, and all his friends. And most of my friends too...and me.

Make you Happy Tonight

Still sick

I hate being sick...that foggy feeling, the immense amounts of mucas running, and the general bone ache. It's hard to be witty or sound like a vaguely intellegent person when your brain feels like its wrapped in plastic. On another note got a phone call from the local video place wondering why we haven't been in to rent movies...mmm could it be that I have yet to get a movie back on time? Why yes! 45 dollars in late fees due to my inability to remember to put movies in car and drive the 2 miles to the store is a good reason not to rent movies anymore. If there is anything out there we would like to see we'll just buy it. Its more cost effective.

SIck

Being sick is the pits...being sick as the provisioner and maid of a household of 7 (some human some animal) makes it even worse. Thankfully the small human contingent is nicer when I am sick they cooked dinner and cleaned the dishes. I sat in my chair with tissue and cold medicine. And cats.

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because I had to create this just to post a comment :)