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What American accent do you have? Your Result: The Midland   "You have a Midland accent" is just another way of saying "you don't have an accent." You probably are from the Midland (Pennsylvania, southern Ohio, southern Indiana, southern Illinois, and Missouri) but then for all we know you could be from Florida or Charleston or one of those big southern cities like Atlanta or Dallas. You have a good voice for TV and radio.
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The West
The South
The Northeast
Philadelphia
The Inland North
North Central
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Never heard of her

Her thigh is huge, but aside from that I look just like her, even the blue skin. LOL


Your results:
You are Mystique

Mystique 68% Riddler 60% The Joker 59% Magneto 57% Apocalypse 55% Mr. Freeze 53% Dr. Doom 50% Catwoman 49% Poison Ivy 47% Dark Phoenix 43% Venom 42% Green Goblin 40% Juggernaut 40% Lex Luthor 38% Two-Face 36% Kingpin 34%

Sometimes motherly, sometimes a beautiful companion, but most of the time a deceiving vixen.

Click here to take the Super Villain Personality Test

a-changin'

I want to change my template without destroying the way this blog is set-up.
How do other people get vanity headers?
I'm kind of phobic about changing the HTML and losing stuff.
Anybody wanna share advice?

I used to be Green Lantern!

Your results:
You are Superman

Superman 95% Spider-Man 85% Robin 80% Green Lantern 75% The Flash 70% Supergirl 60% Catwoman 55% Hulk 55% Batman 55% Wonder Woman 45% Iron Man 35%

You are mild-mannered, good, strong and you love to help others.

Click here to take the "Which Superhero am I?" quiz...

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Goodbye:




Hello:




That's how I roll... now.

With electric windows.
Wow. Can't get over those electric windows!
No more leaning over and straining to roll 'em down to chat with a neighbor.
(Why do they always seem to be on the passenger side?)
Now I can just press button and look all suave sitting in place... "Hey!"
And all speakers working (not having been subject to a collision.)
And cool A/C....

Blue car blues

The time came.
I was hoping it would be a few years from now... years that would allow me to save up for a generous down payment... but Noooo.

The transmission needed to be taken apart and rebuilt. Estimate: 1,900.00
Value of car: Less than 1,900.00

Now if I had that kind of money to spend freely, I surely would have gotten my car repaired and kept on chugging away for several more years. But 2,000.00 was the sum total of my savings.
(It would be more, but life with it's unexpected expenses used up much of it.)

So I went to a dealership I trust and begged them to be generous.

Five hundred for my old white Saturn was the kindest offer they could muster.
I turned over my life savings, too.

Now I have a two-year-old Kia and it runs.

Somehow, saying goodbye to that old car... just wasn't that hard.

Green Goddess

Forgive me if I have relayed this story before.
I went to work several years ago as a customer service representative at a newspaper.
The desks, with phones and computers, were sectioned of with partitions that were low enough that you could see everyone else.
One day, I found that my neighbor to my right had been replaced by a cheerful young woman named Sasha. It turned out that Sasha had worked at a different location for the same newspaper.
Just as a means of being friendly, I joked, "Got any tattoos?"
Sasha's eyes lit up. "Yeah! Wanna see?"
"Well, okay...."
"Come around here."
I stood up and Sasha turned away from me and started to lift her blouse, exposing her back.
Suddenly half of the phone bank was crowded around her little work cube as she began to reveal a woman in a green dress that covered her back from the base of her shoulder blades to down below her belt line.
It was quite impressive but just then, my supervisor's boss passed by and chirped to Sasha to cover herself back up... and everyone hustled back to their stations.

:) (That's all. What more do you want?)

Ignorance is bliss, eh?

Amazing feature of this age

Maybe it's not new. Maybe I just noticed it, but it seems that with the advent of blogs and video posting, we are more interested than ever in what everybody else has to say.
Just making an observation.

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Love this person's work!
http://www.youtube.com/user/DS9Sisko

(I've seen) better days. Debt. Regret.

Things have been rough for the past couple of weeks.
I've taken Joey to the emergency room three times. They still don't know why the things that are happening to her are happening. It's bad. She's functioning, still working, but not doing well at all.

And I had to trade in my car. Unless you can afford to rebuild a transmission, then it's time to go way into debt, even for a used car, all over again. I hope I come to love the new (used) car like I did my old Saturn. That car was not much different from a lifetime pet... except it didn't live as long. But almost eleven years is good for a car. Cars can live for decades, but that takes bucks and the right parts and determination.

I may have even been lucky. I went on Friday night to browse the Saturn pre-owned lot and saw a cute little Kia I could afford. I checked out it's history and it's rating and thought I'd go check on it.
When I got to the lot, a young girl and her parents were ogling the car. My chagrin was only momentary because the dealer had an even better Kia that hadn't been detailed for show yet.
Bam! Upgraded from a very simple car I was trading in to a car with adjustable lumbar supports and power everything.
Then I had to whittle them down to a payment I can do. (Did someone say "Try and find a second job?")

And I put myself on edge a few days ago. I just foolishly felt compelled to respond to a blog entry of someone I don't personally know but have a great deal of respect for and maybe I should have just not said anything. Sometimes you mean the very best but it just doesn't come out that way. The thought that you may have offended someone when you had absolutely no intention to is one of the most awful feelings there is.
Why do I sometimes get the idea that what I have to say just needs to be said?
I don't think the person I may have offended even reads my blog, but I am sorry if any offense was perceived. I didn't mean to negate your thought. I meant to compliment you.
I just foolishly felt like my interpretation needed to be shared and it really didn't.
Sometimes I don't know when to exercise discretion.
**I'm very sorry if I offended. It was not my intent. Please accept my apology.**