So I have taken it upon myself to learn some spanish...It's apparently not a difficult language to learn. But it is difficult to retain.
I can remember things like:
hi- hola
como estas- how are you?
good evening- buenos tardes
good night- buenos noches
good morning- buenos dias
Colors aren't so hard either:
red- rojo
orange- naranje
yellow- amarillo
green- verde
blue- azul
purple- morado
But beyond that, I cannot say any phrases. So I am going to further my knowledge and learn some phrases instead of little words that I cannot piece together.
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Monday, March 22, 2010
Earls and the bobby pin....
So as for my previous post. I know I've left you all in suspense long enough. I know it's taken me long enough to blog again.
The story is. I was really looking forward to going out to dinner. Earls restraunt was my favorite restraunt...ok it was my second favorite. Moxie's is still top favorite. Well at least until they do something wrong, which they haven't yet.
So I was really looking forward to a nice dinner at Earls. Now I usually order a salad. My favorite is their hot chicken ceaser salad. But I love their fries and as we all know, fries do not come with salads. I think there is a rule against that. So you either eat healthy or you order something with fries. I had a craving for their fries. So I ordered my usual fry dish. Chicken fingers and fries. Now if you have ever tasted their chicken fingers, they are so wonderfully crunchy and juicy. The ultimate chicken fingers. I had made it through one chicken finger and some fries. They tasted so wonderful quite honestly. They made my mouth water, I was looking forward to digging in and eating some more as the first taste was delicious. I began to cut into the second one and it was a bit tougher to cut. I began to saw away at it, got a piece free and cut a new piece. Now I like to cut up my chicken fingers, easier to dip in the bbq sauce that way.
So I kept cutting, I had a few pieces off when I went on to cut the next bit of the chicken finger. It wasn't cutting so great, it was extremely difficult to get apart. I pried the chicken finger apart to find something sticking out of it...
A piece of shiny metal that looked the length of a bobby pin was wavy just like the rigid ridges of a bobby pin. I immediately inquired with my dinner company as to what it was. Immediately grossing my dinner company out and having my dinner company precede to check their burger for any sharp little metal objects. I sat there for a few minutes before I was able to wave the waitress down. She came right over as I had a look of absolute disgust on my face.
She asked how our meal was and I preceded to point out the wavy piece of metal I had found in my chicken nugget. She was disturbed by it and apologized profusely, quickly picking up the plate and rushing it back to the kitchen. On the way back she showed the manager and a few other staff members who examined the dish I had just been eating very carefully.
I sat for two seconds before the manager and waitress reappeared with a fresh dish of chicken fingers and fries. Now I don't know about you, but I could not stomache eating another chicken finger because I doubt they quickly whipped up a new batch in the deep fryer in the time it took him to return from the kitchen. The manager apologized profusely and walked away. The waitress returned a short time later and asked how everything was. I proceeded to tell her that I had lost my appetite for chicken fingers and could not eat them. She told me that I should feel better because my meal was for free. But did not offer to bring me something else. So my supper consisted of a few frenchfries and getting the bill for my dinner company's meal and leaving right away as soon as the bill was paid. I did get a free meal...but I won't be back to Earl's for awhile...I am to disturbed by the metal I found in my chicken. Though I don't know where it came from.
The story is. I was really looking forward to going out to dinner. Earls restraunt was my favorite restraunt...ok it was my second favorite. Moxie's is still top favorite. Well at least until they do something wrong, which they haven't yet.
So I was really looking forward to a nice dinner at Earls. Now I usually order a salad. My favorite is their hot chicken ceaser salad. But I love their fries and as we all know, fries do not come with salads. I think there is a rule against that. So you either eat healthy or you order something with fries. I had a craving for their fries. So I ordered my usual fry dish. Chicken fingers and fries. Now if you have ever tasted their chicken fingers, they are so wonderfully crunchy and juicy. The ultimate chicken fingers. I had made it through one chicken finger and some fries. They tasted so wonderful quite honestly. They made my mouth water, I was looking forward to digging in and eating some more as the first taste was delicious. I began to cut into the second one and it was a bit tougher to cut. I began to saw away at it, got a piece free and cut a new piece. Now I like to cut up my chicken fingers, easier to dip in the bbq sauce that way.
So I kept cutting, I had a few pieces off when I went on to cut the next bit of the chicken finger. It wasn't cutting so great, it was extremely difficult to get apart. I pried the chicken finger apart to find something sticking out of it...
A piece of shiny metal that looked the length of a bobby pin was wavy just like the rigid ridges of a bobby pin. I immediately inquired with my dinner company as to what it was. Immediately grossing my dinner company out and having my dinner company precede to check their burger for any sharp little metal objects. I sat there for a few minutes before I was able to wave the waitress down. She came right over as I had a look of absolute disgust on my face.
She asked how our meal was and I preceded to point out the wavy piece of metal I had found in my chicken nugget. She was disturbed by it and apologized profusely, quickly picking up the plate and rushing it back to the kitchen. On the way back she showed the manager and a few other staff members who examined the dish I had just been eating very carefully.
I sat for two seconds before the manager and waitress reappeared with a fresh dish of chicken fingers and fries. Now I don't know about you, but I could not stomache eating another chicken finger because I doubt they quickly whipped up a new batch in the deep fryer in the time it took him to return from the kitchen. The manager apologized profusely and walked away. The waitress returned a short time later and asked how everything was. I proceeded to tell her that I had lost my appetite for chicken fingers and could not eat them. She told me that I should feel better because my meal was for free. But did not offer to bring me something else. So my supper consisted of a few frenchfries and getting the bill for my dinner company's meal and leaving right away as soon as the bill was paid. I did get a free meal...but I won't be back to Earl's for awhile...I am to disturbed by the metal I found in my chicken. Though I don't know where it came from.
Saturday, March 20, 2010
A puzzle for you...
Earls Restraunt (My favorite)
A bobby pin...
What do these two things have in common?
Stay tuned and I will tell you
tomorrow....
A pigeon adventure....
This is a porky fat pigeon....lol I named him Mr. Pigeon. The wild life in the city sure have gotten fat....This poor pigeon hobbled around and wouldn't get off the road, I figured he was ok...I just wanted a picture of the fat little guy...
Well I was wrong...see the car? The woman started yelling at the pigeon...hollering at it "shoo pigeon...shooo..." She thought she was doing a favor to the pigeon, she didn't want the poor little fellow to get driven over, but she refused to get out of her car and chase it away...So she beckoned some help from some strangers.
*Dave (*not his real name) walked up to the pigeon and looked at it, laughed a bit...and communicated the woman who told him he should kick it...so *Dave kicked the poor pigeon. This pigeon was stubborn and stayed sitting...
*Dave didn't know what to do, luckily for him our hero came to the rescue...*Dave moved out of the way and watched in wonder...
As *Lucy (*not her real name) helped pick up the pigeon....with her bare hands (yuck!) and carried the poor pigeon out of the way. Now I must apologize as the picture I snapped of *Lucy is quite possibly the worst picture anyone could post on a blog...So I am sorry *Lucy that I snapped away so quickly to see you pick up mr. pigeon and save the day.. To bad a few minutes later he ended up falling off the curb you placed him on and almost landing under the wheel of another car...but it was the thought that counted....Who said nothing ever exciting happens in this poor town of ours....till my next adventure...
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Nothingness
I have nothing to say....my mind is blank, there is nothing to say...
Nothing going on, nothing new, nothing, a whole lot of nothing....
The writer's mind is blank and so is her canvas...
Nothing going on, nothing new, nothing, a whole lot of nothing....
The writer's mind is blank and so is her canvas...
Friday, March 12, 2010
I just wanted Pizza!
I had quite a long day at work today, so I figured I would order pizza. Make a quick easy supper right? Well boy oh boy was I wrong....
Pizza hut is usually the pizza of choice around here....mainly because I am the only one who enjoys this delicious meal. I figured I would order a nice pizza from there since a.) they are close and b.) usually fairly cheap.
I opened up the phone book, found the number and dialed. It rang and rang and finally an operator came on. She asked for my phone number, name and city. So I clearly stated where I was from, my phone number and my name. The operator said to hold on, she was just putting the information in to direct my call. She then informed me that I would put through to the restaurant I had selected and I could then order. The phone rang and rang and finally someone picked up. The person on the other end of the phone said the address of the pizza hut and the location. I then informed the person at that pizza hut that I was in a different city and if they could please put me through to the right restaurant. She informed me that she could not hook me back to the operator and I would have to call the number for pizza hut again. So our conversation ended.
I called back to the number and again was given to an operator who asked me yet again for my phone number, name and city. I obliged and clearly stated that she had put me through to the wrong restaurant before and I would like to be put through to this pizza hut, at this location in my city. She said that she would and informed me yet again I would be put through to the right restaurant. I clung to the hope that she would this time indeed get it right. Well I am in the end, honestly not sure if I had the right restaurant, because after waiting twenty minutes on hold hearing about pizza hut and their yummy pizza's I hung up.
My attempt to twice get through to pizza hut in my city had failed me. I decided to go to their rival Panago Pizza! They have good pizza but it was slightly expensive. So I dialed in their universal number and got an operator. This guy asked me for my city, phone number and name. I hoped he would get it right the first time. That I would not repeat what had happened five minutes ago with Pizza hut. He said please hold while I connect you through. I was hoping he had it right. Within two minutes there was a voice at the other end of the phone. Success! I was able to order my pizza. It was so good, and it was probably a lot better than what I would have gotten, had I waited on the line for pizza hut to take my call.
Pizza hut is usually the pizza of choice around here....mainly because I am the only one who enjoys this delicious meal. I figured I would order a nice pizza from there since a.) they are close and b.) usually fairly cheap.
I opened up the phone book, found the number and dialed. It rang and rang and finally an operator came on. She asked for my phone number, name and city. So I clearly stated where I was from, my phone number and my name. The operator said to hold on, she was just putting the information in to direct my call. She then informed me that I would put through to the restaurant I had selected and I could then order. The phone rang and rang and finally someone picked up. The person on the other end of the phone said the address of the pizza hut and the location. I then informed the person at that pizza hut that I was in a different city and if they could please put me through to the right restaurant. She informed me that she could not hook me back to the operator and I would have to call the number for pizza hut again. So our conversation ended.
I called back to the number and again was given to an operator who asked me yet again for my phone number, name and city. I obliged and clearly stated that she had put me through to the wrong restaurant before and I would like to be put through to this pizza hut, at this location in my city. She said that she would and informed me yet again I would be put through to the right restaurant. I clung to the hope that she would this time indeed get it right. Well I am in the end, honestly not sure if I had the right restaurant, because after waiting twenty minutes on hold hearing about pizza hut and their yummy pizza's I hung up.
My attempt to twice get through to pizza hut in my city had failed me. I decided to go to their rival Panago Pizza! They have good pizza but it was slightly expensive. So I dialed in their universal number and got an operator. This guy asked me for my city, phone number and name. I hoped he would get it right the first time. That I would not repeat what had happened five minutes ago with Pizza hut. He said please hold while I connect you through. I was hoping he had it right. Within two minutes there was a voice at the other end of the phone. Success! I was able to order my pizza. It was so good, and it was probably a lot better than what I would have gotten, had I waited on the line for pizza hut to take my call.
Thursday, March 11, 2010
I had to blog about this!!!
I like to think that we live in a good neighborhood, it's quiet, and quite a few elderly couples live there. Well not much happens in the neighborhood to report. It's generally business as usual...well unless you've seen my pictures on facebook..that's a whole other story... Well I came home from work one day to find this oil rig put up in his front yard....I thought maybe we could get use to it, after all people are allowed to express themselves and their interests in their yards. But I find that after it having been around for almost a year, I cannot get use to it. It stands there and stares at the neighborhood. I think this oil rig should be on a farm. It'd make a great yard ornament for an aging farm on their big wide open front lawn in the country.
Did I mention that it lights up at night? It emits a big glowing orange light...enough to light up his whole yard and house as well as his neighbors house and his entire front yard... So this is what I get to see when I pull up at night from work...the big ball of orange.This oil pump is also conveniently motorized, it makes a loud screetchy noise and I don't even live close to him. So I wonder what it would sound like if I lived next door. I am glad people like lawn ornaments but you don't see my lawn covered in garden gnomes because I like garden gnomes...Anyways hopefully not all neighborhoods are filled with interesting lawn decor like mine. Guess I will just have to get use to it....I am waiting for it to start pumping oil one day, it apparently can do that.
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