Fear Factor and Q-tips

i have to say, as a reality tv junkie, i was so stoked to learn that fear factor was returning.  it had been 10 years since it was first on the air and it was back!  i got 2 full episodes last night and soaked up every minute of it.  it still has the same old formula, stunt-gross thing-stunt.  i must say my favorite is the gross thing and especially when it involves eating something gross!  i was instantly transported back to my youth.  yea, right, i was in my 30s the first go round!  but it still brought back memories of what i was going thru in my life when i first discovered fear factor and what a difference now that fear factor is back!  not that things are better or worse or way different, just that i am a different age, a decade older, and am having different experiences.  its so easy to see a show or hear a song and immediately remember where you were working or who you were dating or some other momentous occasion from that time.  weird how memory works.

now i know not everyone is cut out for fear factor, either to participate or to watch and to be honest sometimes life is just too much like a fear factor.  yesterday i went to see an ear nose and throat doctor.  for about two years i have had the sound of like water crackling in my right ear, it comes and goes and sometimes is so annoying i want to rip my ear off!  so, my original plan of ignoring it until it went away was not working out too well for me so i plunked down the $45 co-pay for a specialist and went to see the ENT.  so this matter of fact guy looks in my ear and says he doesnt think it is being caused by whatever is stuck to my ear drum but he would get rid of it and see.  ok, that alone is like................what?  what is on my eardrum and how are you going to remove it?  without any explanation he takes this metal funnel and sticks it in my ear and then i feel something go in there and move around and i was like.................what?  he did ask me if i used q-tips to clean my ear and i figure i probably shouldnt lie so i say yes, i am really fastidious about cleaning out my ears, its part of my daily routine!  so then he goes back in and is digging around in my ear again but this time he shows me the tweezers he was using to pick this cotton looking fiber off my eardrum!  i have to admit i was both mortified and transfixed, i really wanted to ask to take it with me to show everyone but was afraid he would think i was weird.  and yes, last night after my shower, i did stick a q-tip in my ear, clean ears outweigh fiber stuck to my eardrum, guess i will just plan an annual appointment to have my ears defuzzed!  on the bright side, i asked and he did assure me that there were no bugs in my ear!  ;0)-

rude is the new black

i dont know if i am just getting old and cranky or if people are really getting ruder by the minute.  i have worked many different places thru my life and have never worked anywhere as rude as the place i am currently at.  you cannot have a conversation in a cubicle, office or hallway without someone feeling entitled to interrupt!  let me first clarify that i do not work in an industry of any importance to the human race.  we do not save lives, basically we make money and dont really give back to the world in any discernible way.  so, what could be so damn important that employees would feel they have the right to just walk right up and interrupt?  and not only that but the people you are talking to dont even get upset and let the person know they are being rude but then they also do it all the time so there you go.  i love the extra arrogant ones that just barge in put their dirty shoes on someone else's desk and start talking over the people already there, wow, who told them they were so damn special and where are they so i can smack them for raising such an arrogant a hole!  my favorite is when one of these people start complaining about how rude people are!  oh, that is just priceless!  i have manners, i dont just interrupt a conversation, i will walk away and WAIT MY TURN, i was taught that in kindergarten!  but why do i bother, i give them their time but they cant give me mine. 

cool kids

doesn't matter your age, it still hurts when the cool kids don't include you.

hair, stop, farts and princess

i have naturally curly hair so basically it just does what it wants, every morning i roll out and i look like some escapee from the asylum with my hair going every which way in no discernible pattern but by the time i am getting into the shower that evening it always looks perfect!  of course, when i am at home where no one sees it, not when i am at work or out shopping, when i am at home and getting ready to step into the shower to wash it!

i just have a short note about 3 or 4 way stops, if you are at one and there are a number of cars in line in every direction and the car in front of you just went IT'S NOT YOUR TURN!

why are you not allowed to fart in front of your significant other?  i don't want to receive or give a dutch oven or have a really bad stinky one unleashed but if you are sitting watching and movie and you laugh really hard and one eeks out why does that have to be a moment of embarrassment?  i know when people fart in a movie i laugh but i have the sense of humor of a 14 year old boy!  if you are with someone for awhile i think you should feel comfortable enough that if you need to let one out you can.  i have held it in and excused myself to the bathroom but it seems it always goes away before i get there then i go back and a few minutes later i need to excuse myself again and on it goes all night, i think it would be less embarrasing to just let the little fella out and get on with life!

princess............i have really grown to hate that word!  lately a friend was telling me about a friend of hers getting a divorce from her husband and how she would regret it because he treats her like a princess.  ok, in the disney movies a princess had to be rescued by a prince and live in a castle where i am sure she had servants and had to do whatever prince charming told her to do.  i dont know, i like to dream bigger.  i dont really want a man that waits on me hand and foot, that scenario does nothing for me.  i dont want an ike turner but i do want a man with a backbone that has a life outside of the relationship and isnt up my butt 24/7.  i want a relationship built on mutual love and respect not one person waiting on the other person all the time.  have hobbies and friends other than me.  surprise me with dinner or a nice foot rub every once in awhile when you know i have had a hard day, that would mean more to me.  after awhile i would think you would grow weary of having a manservant and there would be no true spontenity and romance left, how boring would that be?  besides, i was never a fan of cinderella or that slut that lived with the 7 short guys, snow white my butt, i have always preferred the darker more realistic story of beauty and the beast.  how exciting to get to know someone you may have overlooked and then realize how much you love him!  i used to date a guy and i told all my friends he is handsome but you cant tell by looking at him, he truly got better looking the longer we were together because i was falling for who he was on the inside.

Update

it dawned on me that not everyone knows what i am talking about when i say honey badger doesnt care.  awhile back i found these funny videos that are narrated by randall, i dont know who he is but he makes me laugh so hard, well, next thing i know the honey badger and randall are on a pistachio commercial!  if you are at all interested here is the link to the video and you can also see his other videos, i must say he uses some colorful language so if you are offended by this stay away.  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4r7wHMg5Yjg

Title

For anyone reading that doesnt know i thought i would explain the title of my blog.  It is a running joke between me and my brother about the possible title for a book i would write about my dad.  This blog is probably not going to be those stories but random bits of thoughts that i have, some might be funny, some might be rants, and some might be about my dad.  Today i just want to say that i type as is, i dont bother with capitalizing a lot and that may annoy some so sorry ahead of time about that, it is what it is and honey badger dont care if it makes you mad.  i need to go do my time sheet for work so i may come back to this later today or it might be tomorrow, i promise this blog will be sporadic so if you like regular entries you might want to read a different one.  ;0)-

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