Exploring the Staple Gun

Using a staple gun for the first time- who knew it could be so much fun? A blond girl venturing into a wood shop room is dangerous- the inspector dude seemed to flinch every time I pulled the trigger.

Before I begin, I would just like to apologize for my absence of 3 or 4 days. I went to Princeton (a town of 3000 people in the middle of mountains and it has no Internet, cell phone, and little phone connection) for 2 days and I played Banjo and Kazooie on N64 the whole time, and I returned with no inspiration. I no longer know what to write about, so If you have an idea or something you would like me to comment on, please leave a comment!! I prob won't get it in my email because I get about 20-30 emails a day.

So anyways I adventured to the First year's work shop for the first time. I needed to staple fabric down on my art piece (I go to art school). I found the inspector dude and I asked him for a stapler. He stared at me for a moment then replied "Do you mean a staple gun?"

"Uh, yeah... Please" I squeaked shyly.

The man leaves and returns shortly with the gun. He hands it to me and I stare at it in my hands. "So I hold it like this?" I ask him, demonstrating what I think.

"Um, no, actually its the other way around... maybe I'll quickly show you. Oh and put on some safety glasses."

Why would he assume I've used a staple gun before? I am a computer geek, not a wood shop/handy man one.

Later I begin to work the safety glasses and the staple gun. I pull and stretch the fabric over my wire frame structure and staple it to the board the structure is mounted on. I rather enjoyed the bang of the staple gun- it was crazy. I know I sound lame, but seriously, I don't get out often. Well into hands on building stuff.

Soon however, I ran out of staples, and I went and found the inspector dude and asked him for more staples. He stared at me, clearly annoyed (jerk!) and asked "You already ran out? I gave you a full row."

He handed me a new row and showed me how to load it (I can't remember how do re-load it now that I think about it...) and I returned to my art.

I only used a few more staples and then I was done. Seriously what was his problem, It was just a staple gun, I don't do handy shit for a living. I don't even make a living right now! Arrogant ass (right word?)

I leave you with this quote: “No one is more arrogant toward women, more aggressive or scornful, than the man who is anxious about his virility”

Love you lots!!

Miss Kathleen <3

Sweet smells crashed by the Deranged

A sweet smell in the air. I couldn't tell if it was pine or pot that I was smelling for it was too faint and I'm blond. The smell, however, was interupted by the smell of smoke. Investigate? Oh yes.

I was on a walk tonight. As you can see my in the picture haha. Though I wasn't walking at that moment, I was posing to take my own picture (lame, yes, I know). As I was walking I smelt something that smelt like either pot, or pine, but it was rudely interrupted by the smell of smoke. I had my camera, it was time to investigate. I walked down a path in a forest across the road. Then BANG! Red parks shot out of the trees and fireworks screeched through the air. I saw three kids a bit away.

That's the smoke you can see, I'm not very quick with the reflexes of getting my camera and turning it on. The kids saw me and booked it, and I was also too slow to get there pic. I kept walking. Eventually I turned around, and up on the hill, I saw three young boys who looked to be in grade 7 watching me. I fingered them for being immature. Then they began to advance and were like "FUCK YOU!" How rude?! What is wrong with kids these days. I felt like fighting them like I felt like fighting that thief, but I reminded myself that I'm pathetically weak so I briskly walked away.

I turned off the path and ventured into thick woods. I then came upon a tiny clearing beneath a tree and I hid there behind a stump. I look down, and what did I find? Condom wrappers!! EWW!? What heck. Who does that, that was not a nice place to get it on. Littering like that, there is an elementary school not too far away!

"Daddy, what is this?" a small girl asks, lifting up a grey LifeStyles wrapper to her father.

"Uhh, nothing baby, just put it down Hayley, its a poisonous candy wrapper," the father replied biting his lower lip, unsure of what to say to the three-year-old.

Do three-year-olds talk? I don't know... I don't remember being three.

Anyways I went looking for them later but they were gone... too bad. Prob for the best though. I leave you with this quote, uhh well two, I like two of the haha:

1) “The Pope has swept through Africa, where 5 million people are already infected with the AIDS virus, and which expects by the end of the century to have 10 million orphans whose parents have died of AIDS - and told them not to use condoms”

2) “Condoms aren't completely safe. A friend of mine was wearing one and got hit by a bus.”

Love you lots!!

Miss Kathleen <3

Segway: Humanity's most expensive cheeseburger

At around six-thousand dollars, the Segway rolls in at a very expensive method of individual transporation. "It's green!" they promote. It may be green but at the price of your health. Either the Earth is going to flood and we're all going to die, or we'll all ride around on Segways, get fat, then die.

I was driving to school today (as you can see the dashboard in my pic) and what did I see? Two people riding Segways. What the heck. Honestly, what has humanity diminished to? Dogs are pushed in strollers, and we have wheels for legs. Can nothing walk anymore? What is honestly wrong with walking. We've done it for millions of years, and now we have to roll. No- not on a bike, your burning calories. With a Segway, you litterally do nothing.

"Lets go on a hike hunny"

"Okay, let me go get the Segways ready."

What kind of reality is this? Instead of walking through the park on a sunny day, we now have to roll? And walking on the beach, is that too much? In this new reality, we have to stay extremly thin and not move. What is this. If someone could explain to me why anyone would pay six-thousand to be more lazy, that would be great. I thought spending six-hundred for a Play Station 3 that had very little games out was expensive. Apparently not.

Segway owner John C. Hertig says "People are constantly stopping and asking me questions and chatting." Do you know why that is? They find you insane! Buy a Game Boy color you moron- its just as unbelievable (or was when It came out...)

Beth Goza said "the Segway PT will be used for any trips that are 'too close to drive and too far to walk'. The Segway PT is easier to use for trips to the grocery store or the cleaners, in which transporting a load is required." Mmmhmm. Well when my mom goes to the grocery store, she usually buys a trunk full of stuff. And where are you going to hang your clothes on that thing? You cannot even put a jug of milk on there. Dumbshits.

I guess if everyone who lives in a large city such as Vancouver drove Segways instead of cars, there would no longer be speeding tickets, and the pollution would diminish. It's not like your moving in your car anyways. Maybe they should make trailers for segways... put large loads and the kids in there. But horse drawn carriges are just as green!! I don't know, its way to futuristic for me, and I come from the suburbs (well now in the city) so this is all weird. Post your thoughts!

I leave you with this quote: "Put some "green" into your daily routine with the ease and versatility of the Segway i2 Commuter."

Love you lots!!!

Miss Kathleen

The insanity of the female mind

Even as a female, I find it hard to understand others of my sex at times. It is almost impossible to understand why a woman is mad, or happy, or anything. Why one day she loves you to death and is your best friend, and the next day she is calling the relationship off. It is insane how our minds work.

I must admit, I think my brain is more male in the sense that I think like them. I'm not into being catty or two-faced like some girls can really be. I don't like to play mind games and confuse you and then get mad at you for not understanding. I hate how girls are like pigs- they squeal. It's disgusting. Also, I don't care that you broke your nail, or that you're drunk, or that there is a spider. Like shut up. No one cares.

Girls are odd. One moment we love you. Actually we'll love you for awhile, but something you do continues to piss us off. It could be simple as not texting us good night, or bigger like ditching us and not calling us to tell us you forgot about us. It'll keep boiling up in us (unknowing to us), then all of the sudden we'll explode on you randomly for the simplest thing you did. "You broke that glass?! Now I have to through it in the garbage! Do you realize that I'm not made of money! My poor glass... Did you think about that glass' feelings before you went and dropped it on the ground? How would you like it if I dropped you on the ground!" That would be followed by tears and you would be standing there in shock, thinking "What the Fuck". Just know that... it is most likely not about the glass...

With me, after I'm moronic and say something stupid, I usually realize within an hour that It was my fault and I apologize. I'm getting better at realizing my faults and it helps. I usually insist that I'm right. It turns out that I'm usually wrong, and I caused an argument for nothing. I argued about the galaxy once. I thought that a galaxy was a solar system, and that the solar system is just the way the planets rotate around the sun. I kept denying the fact that a galaxy is basically all the stars you can see and that our solar system is in the Milky-Way galaxy (I know some of you are cringing- I'm blond, I'm so sorry!). Also I've argued about the spelling of 'cliff'. I thought it was 'clift'. I looked up both these to prove the other person wrong... I was wrong in both cases. I usually am wrong. I think girls need to let men just... win battles. It would save a lot of headache and make them feel superior... which their not, but they like to think that and it makes them happy.

Also, sometimes we just can't help ourselves. At certain times of the month we have to be angry. You try suffering from headaches, upset stomach, ...pain..., and bleeding for around 5 days. Yeah you would be pissed off too, especially if it conflicts with certain activities! You know what makes us more mad? When people tell you to stop PMSing, or if you are. Why on Earth would you think the statement "Do you have your Period?" go over well with us- and you usually say it at our climax of pissed-off-ness. Here's a tip, don't say it.

I'm going to wrap this up now, hopefully you will get a thing or two. I haven't said much for the intensity of the awesome female mind. I leave you with this quote: "Middle Age is when your age starts to show around your middle."

Love you lots!!!

Miss Kathleen <3

Red Bull

So the Red Bull mini comes to my school at least once a week, and they stand at the entrance and hand out Red Bull Engery Drinks. The problem is that they are always talking to their friends, so getting them to give you a free drink is a bit of a challange.

So today I finally got my free Red Bull. I was stoked. I buy lots of energy drinks so having not to spend three dollars was a beautiful thing. Honestly though, I could be having free Red Bulls all the time if those girls did less chatting and more distributing! Maybe I'll just take one of their Red Bull back packs or their Red Bull mini instead of hundreds of free Red bull- I think that's fair for me.

Red Bull in my opinion is pretty good. My ultimate favorite most definitally Rockstar Energy Drink. Premium sour, premium taste. Monster is a less intense version of it.. Beaver Buzz isn't too bad either.

Anyways, I had to let you know about my accomplishment! I'll try and get more in the future!

For now I leave you with this quote: “It's a waste of energy to be angry with a man who behaves badly, just as it is to be angry with a car that won't go”

Love you Lots!!!

Miss Kathleen <3

Stupid Thief- Scary Moment

(pic is of the back of the parkade)

Today I experienced something that has to be one chance in a million. The chances of my experience happening are almost unreal. Today I stared in the eyes of the stupidest thief ever.

On Mondays I have a 5 hour break period in between my classes, and because I live forty minutes away from the school and gas prices are high, I don't drive home. At 12:30pm after my first class I went to the top level of the parkade where my car sat lonely at the back. I thought it was safe there because it is far from the entrance, and because of high thievery in the area, I decided to attempt to make it more difficult for them (I hoped they'd be noticed by the time they got to my car). I am quite paranoid about my car being broken into because on my first day of school after 5 hours of line-ups for ID cards and such, my car was broken into (nothing stolen, he just rummaged around and made a mess and smoked in my car... the bastard). After that I got an alarm installed.

So anyways I go to my car because I was tired from being awake since 6:30am and I stretched out in the back seat and take a nap. It was hella cold in my car so I curled up in a ball so i fit perfectly beneath my jacket (hobo tactics). I passed out instantly and I was experiencing some pretty crazy dreams...

Then at about 2:30pm I woke because I kept hearing this scratching noise on my car. I was a bit dazed because I was in the middle of an intense, adventurous dream. I kept hearing a scratching, like someone was sticking a key in my door. But I was in my car...

So I looked up, and I saw a white, middle-aged Caucasian man with sticky outty ears, a square face, and strawberry blond buzz-cut hair. He was clean and wore a black leather jacket. He was looking above my car, across the parking lot. I thought maybe he was getting out of his car parked beside mine. But then I kept hearing that noise...

And so I continued to stare at him (I'm blond, shut up), and finally he realized someone was looking at him and he look down at me. He froze as if not realizing I was there. Quickly he turned and briskly walked away. I sat fully up. There were no cars around mine for about 5 spaces on both sides. He was trying to break into my car!!! That theif! He failed to see the red, blinking light to say my car is armed, and he failed to see me in the back seat! What a moron!

I got so pissed at that moment that I de-armed my car and was about to jump out and run after him- but I realized that was a stupid idea because I'm a physically weak female and he was a tall, muscular male who could smash my skull in.

But wait! I had a camera! And where was he going!? There was a secret staircase at the back of the parkade! I grabbed my camera and ran after him.

I found the stair case:
This was at the back of the parkade, the first image on you. How is anyone supposed to see that. I walked down it (it smelt like pissed and was stained) and continued to look for him. I came across a maze of staircases... I decided against it. I ran down the levels of the parkade and out onto the campus... It's not big. I went to every parkade and searched every alley in a Nancy Drew maner to look for this guy but he was gone.

I have come to the conclusion that I will do a stake out next monday and I will report to you what happens.

I leave you with this quote: “When a thief kisses you, count your teeth”

Love you Lots!!

Miss Kathleen <3>

Keep your music opinions to yourself

If there is one thing that I hate, it has to be people telling me that my music is bad, or that 'it is not music'. No one under any circumstances has the right to put down another person's music. In fact, it's most likely not their music because their most likely not the artist who made it. So if you diss music, you diss art, and that is not cool because art is revolutionary (I think...?) and alters our society in so many ways.

I listen to rap. Some R&B, but the majority is rap. I don't really look like the person who would love rap, but I love it with a strong passion. I have listened to The Eminem Show at least a hundred times, and it still has not gotten old. Snoop Dogg and Ice Cube, you guys are legends. Though I really wonder, what kind of name is Ice Cube anyway? Seriously... what the heck.

When people drive around with their music blaring, they are simply expressing art- it is the same as getting sleeves of tattoos. Don't glare at me because I have rap vibrating out of my speakers. You can play your classical just as loud, I don't mind.

My favorite is when people say rap isn't music because they can't understand what their saying. Well maybe their just dumb, or maybe their minds can't think that fast because I can understand them perfectly clear. It is music, it is just a different type of music, and rap has more words than your songs so they have to talk faster to fit it in the limited minutes they have to say it. Plus you can't say rap doesn't have a story or meaning- It is very clear what Eminem is doing in his song Kim. Rap artists do have talent. Eminem went diamond. Have you gone diamond? Just what I thought....

I'm sorry, I just realized I was ranting about rap. My point is that I won't diss your music, so don't diss mine or others. Music is music, there are just different genres, just as there are different types of art (moderns, classic, tattoos..) and different types of cars, and different types of food (Yes raw fish is food, it's called Sushi).

So I leave you with this quote: "Music hath the charm to soothe a savage beast, but I'd try a revolver first." ~Josh Billings

Love you Lots!!!

Miss Kathleen <3

Why can't boys read minds?

On monday he tells you that he wants to hang out... Wednesday, same thing, thursday he decides to hang out with you on saturday. Friday night he calls and tells you that he'll call you in the morning. Then you know what happens on saturday? NOTHING!

You know why us girls get so angry? It's because you guys fail to tell us that you decided to change your mind. I sat there all of saturday waiting... I expected by 3pm that he'd text or call me and let me know what is going on, but nothing. By 4pm I didn't know if I should stop waiting and go out with other people, or if he was going to call me soon... So I texted him telling him that I don't read minds and he has to tell me what his plans are.

By 7pm it was clear to me that he forgot about me, so I went out with other friends. I texted him later and asked him 'what went wrong' and no reply. Oh and I found out he went out with a different friend. Oh gees thanks a lot.

The next day I asked him why he didn't call me and tell me he changed his mind, and then after the convo I felt like jerk for being mad at him. Except I have the right to be mad, don't I?

Boys, just call girls or at least tell them what you're thinking because we honestly cannot read minds, and we would be less angry if you just decided to give us a 2 minute call to let us know you are ditching us and going out with someone else even though you were looking forward to see us. Thanks!

I leave you with this quote: “Age is an issue of mind over matter. If you don't mind, it doesn't matter.”

Love you lots!

Miss Kathleen <3

Blogger Nation- Meet Bloggeries

Blogger Nation, may I introduce you to a fantastic blog-loving-peoples forum? Bienvenu a Bloggeries! A forum dedicated to helping those with blogs by: reviewing them, letting them advertise, helping them market, helping them make money, and more!

I was on a blog, reading about how to market yourself. It said a brilliant way was to get yourself on blog forums. The idea struck me in the heart. I should have known- but it has been a year since I've been on the website market so it slipped my mind. I traveled around cyberspace, searching for an aesthetically appealing, easy to use, clean, and one that didn't rain on you with advertisments. I found Bloggeries. I feel safe at Bloggeries like I do on Facebook. I actually want to post there and communicate with the blogging world- it isn't the chore that I made it out to be. I know this is seeming like an advertisement, but I know many of you who read this most likely have a blog of your own, and if you want to increase you traffic and get yourself known- no matter what kind of blog you have, then this is the place to do it. The best thing is that the site owner gives tons of advice and is completely active- and doesn't ignore you even if you are new and your blog really is terrible. At Bloggeries, you don't have to have your own domain, you can be a member of Blogger and still get the equality that you enjoy!

So yah, that's my advice! Take it and succeed and drive yourself to the moon instead of landing on the stars. I have no quote for you with this article. Sorry!

Bloggeries: http://www.bloggeries.com

LOVE YOU LOTS!! <3

Miss Kathleen

Life and its warnings

Oh good I put 'ont' instead of 'on' on my picture. Well... it gives it character. I'm not perfect, I'm sorry.

Life: it gives you warnings. You should recognize these warnings before something extreme happens and you find yourself on life support, crippled, and paralyzed from the neck down because you decided to race down the streets at three in the morning. Oh and that old lady walking her dog you though you saw? Don't worry, their having her funeral in a couple days, though I don't know how long you have left to live, you see life is funny. As fun as it was to give it to you, life is now ending it and laughing in your face. Remember how you wanted to live to be 110 like McDreamy? Oh too bad, you won't even see twenty because you ignored all those close calls you had before. Now look at you, you're not attractive anymore on you. You are dieing, I hope you are happy.

It is true, Life gives you warnings. I got a warning last night, and now I realize I've had a few. People should learn to recognize these warnings. If your being an erratic driver and slam on your breaks and slide into the person in front of you and only damage your bumper- then hey, maybe you should learn to drive slower and leave lots of room in front of you and not text or play tetris on your phone while your car is in motion. Dieing in a car accident is no way to die.

If you are jumping off that classic bridge and you hit a rock and only damage your wrist (Well you'll have to get a WristStrong bracelet from Stephen Colbert) then you should realize "Hey, maybe bridge jumping is a stupid idea, I could have hit my head and got knocked unconscious and drowned, or just smashed my head fully on that boulder".

DO NOT IGNORE THE SIGNS PEOPLE!! Humans are dieing for too many stupid reasons because they were being complete idiots. Seriously, drinking and driving isn't worth it. I do not know why you would want the cops to visit your house to let your family know that your dead. Your high-school having a memorial for you is cool and all, but you living is far better. No one can enjoy you if you are dead, and eventually they will all forget you because that is what happens when you die. Life goes on, but you do not.

I am really sorry for this not being a happy article, but I woke up and I feel strongly about this, and I really want to say it, so I clearly did. If it doesn't make a difference, well I did try- it's the only thing I can do if I don't know you.

Anyways I need to go take a shower cause I just woke up and it's something people should do for hygenic reasons, and so people continue to be your friend.

I leave you with this quote: "Dreams pass into the reality of action. From the actions stems the dream again; and this interdependence produces the highest form of living."

Love you Lots!!!

Miss Kathleen <3

The world from 1 foot tall

There are midgets and dwarfs, but then there are just really really small people.

So what, your under 4 feet tall. Boo hoo. You can still walk, you can still run, and you can mostly live your life just as well as someone who is five foot seven.
The other day as I walked the halls of my school, a professor rolled by. Literally. As horrible as it is, I honestly couldn't help but stare once she had passed me. She is approximately one foot tall. She rolled around on what looked like a pedestal, and her voice was so small she had to talk through a microphone which made her sound like a robot mouse.

Then as she rolled away, my eyes looked down, and there on her ride was a bumper sticker reading "I'm not in the mood to be stared at." I never in my life felt so god damn low. I could have walked out back to the 10 foot garden and buried myself alive, then unburied myself right before I passed out, and go and attach a rope to me and the back of the bus. Except I wouldn't because I'm not suicidal, I was just trying to express through words how extraordinarily bad I felt. I felt guilty even though no one saw me. I guess it'd be like shop lifting for the first time. Exhilarating and crazy until you realize that you are a total jerk.

Could you imagine teaching a lecture as her? It would be both awkward for her and the students. But I kudo her for becoming a university Prof, It's is hard making it in this world, and must be harder at one foot. Could you imagine growing up as her? She must have been a master at hide and seek.

SO yah. A world at one foot. Never again will I feel bad for that Big world, Small people show. Maybe they should try standing on her wheels! As for Tucker Max, this is one midget that is too small for you, I'm sorry.

I leave you with this quote: “Elevators smell different to midgets”

Love you lots!!! <3

Miss Kathleen

Gloomy Oddness

(the blue/green/orange stuff is my acid rain)

Today was a fine day, that is, until the clock struck three. That is when the torrential down-pour started.

I sat in Drawing 100, drawing with India ink the nude male before me when thundering of raindrops on the skylight filled the room. Holy macoril. I looked toward my friend beside me with a bewildered look upon my face. At the end of class when I exited the building, I walked out into a soon to be water world. No not from the melting glaciers, but from this rain. Now it does rain in Vancouver, but this was insane. Because of the city worker's strike, garbage and leaves had filled up the drains, so the water just flowed across the pavement, flooding people's shoes.

At that moment I desired a camera. I hate myself for not carrying one on me. There are so many things I see that I want to talk about on here and show you, but I cannot because I lack that device.

So I began to drive home with my wind shield wipers pushing away the inevitable liquid. Also, I was freezing my buttocks off. Then I realized I should turn on the heat. Honestly I always assume that the car automatically warms itself up, but the reality is that it doesn't. Like dude, the car should tell that its minus 500 inside, I should automatically warm itself up. This wouldn't be a problem if my car was a Transformer... (it would also take care of the bugler problem. Some dude breaks into my car, and my car transforms into a robot and demolishes him.... hehehe) Anyways I turned it on....

Then later I'm driving down the road. It was bumper to bumper traffic for miles. I was pissed. Then in my periphs, I see this cop cruise down the bus lane... which is empty. Now I begin to wonder... why is there no one driving in the bus lane? No ones parked there.... there's no buses around... So I decided to follow the cop. Dude I totally went passed everyone, it was great. I kept cruising alone, the cop didn't do anything so I assumed it was okay... That is until I followed that pig into a flood zone. I did mention above that the roads were flooded didn't I? Seriously, I was driving through a foot deep mixture of leaves, garbage, and acid rain. My poor car!!! My poor Sentra (shut it, Sentras are....cool.... err...)!! Then I came to a dilemma. Follow the cop through the abyss, or go back into the slow moving traffic. I took my chances with the swamp.

It was a fun drive. I felt like I was 4x4ing it. It was all bumpy cause I was driving over garbage, and water was shooting up the side of my car as high as the windows, and I sprayed cars beside me, and drenched the people on side walks.... I mean, they were already wet...

And then the cop turned, and suddenly I felt alone in the abyss. I suddenly felt like a coward for bypassing all the idiots who weren't using the bus lane... So I got back into traffic. It didn't matter anyways because i saved a half-hour of my life.

That's pretty much it, all I have to say. So I leave you with this quote: “We will never be an advanced civilization as long as rain showers can delay the launching of a space rocket.”

LOVE YOU!!!

Miss Kathleen

Stephen Colbert.....For President?!?!

Stephen, you do shock me. The world has always begged for you to toss your satirical hat into the presidential campaign...

Last night, also known as October 16 2007, on The Colbert Report, my idol Stephen Colbert announced that he will be running for President. He will be running in only South Carolina but he will be running none the less. I personally believe this man of greatness, a "philosopher" according to Hillary Clinton, has a high chance of getting close to winning South Carolina. I have spent many hours today visiting many forums and Facebook groups to see where the hearts of America lie. It turns out that America is angry that he is not running in their own state! America loves Colbert. In away, "Man of the Year" with Robin Williams is turning in to a reality, except the main character is running in the campaign.... as the character, not the real person.
Colbert is wanted as president by thousands. Facebook groups about his 2008 campaign are increasing by the hour at the thousands. THOUSANDS. Honestly... the 2008 election is going down in history with this. A black man (though Colbert won't know, he does not see race), a woman, some dude no one really cares about, and America's most sexiest, charismatic, philosophical, humorous man all running in one election.

Honestly can you visualize the debates? Colbert will verbally rape them. No one will be able to speak with him in the room.... and thank god for the Feminist episode- if Colbert never learned for an appreciation of females Clinton may have been running out of the debate crying. Okay that is an overstatement, she obviously wouldn't cry. Look at her campaign posters!

Man the 2008 election just got Delightfully Deranged, and votes are now swinging in Colbert's direction. People who lost faith in voting found a new light and humble voice: Stephen Colbert.
I now kick myself for being Canadian, it is the first time I ever had the urge to pack up and move to South Carolina.

I end this post with my blessing of "May no Grizzly bears wander South Carolina", and this quote from the man himself: “Now we all know that Fidel Castro dressed up like Marilyn Monroe and gave JFK a case of syphilis so bad it eventually blew out the back of his head.”


PS: I just watched 1 minute ago on tonight's episode of Oct. 17, 07 Stephen Colbert filling out the forums for Presidency. That confirms he IS running. Also he hinted that Doritos' is supporting him, and that 3000 DEMOCRAT SOUTH CAROLINIANS MUST FILL OUT THE PETITION TO SUPPORT HIM (download it off Colbertnation.com)

LOVE YOU ALL,
Miss Kathleen