For those of you bloggers who use a Bravenet counter... Do you ever get the feeling that it's just not working right, but you don't know what to do about it? Because sometimes when I view my blog to make sure pictures went up correctly, I'll click the counter to check the stats and they seem weird, and when I go back to my blog, the counter says "3082." Always the same number. It's just weird, and I was wondering if anyone else had noticed a similar problem.

If anyone who reads my blog uses a T-mobile cell phone or knows someone who uses one, will you send me an email and give me your (or their) opinion of the service? I liked Sprint PCS a lot except that sometimes the signal would fade and cut me off for no reason. It wouldn't do it for weeks, then it would do it 4 times in one night. And I wasn't driving or anything, because I would understand that maybe I drove out of the service area, but this happened when I was sitting perfectly still in my living room. Anyway, I don't have sprint anymore because I figured there was no point in having a cell phone over the summer because anyone who needs to get in touch with me just sends me an email anyway. No one calls. But anyway, I've been looking at cell phone plans to get when I get back to Rochester, and I want to know what people think of T-mobile, because I don't know anyone who uses it. Okay then, good times. My email address is photowendy@hotmail.com. Drop me a line. And yes, perhaps a comment system would be easier, but I ain't gettin' no comment system yet. Not yet. Okay, end post.

Jerry Seinfeld, on his former disbelief that anyone would want to have children:
"Why would you do this to yourself? Why would anyone do this? Why would you want a person in your house who will crap in their pants while they are looking you square in the eye?"

A kid in my American Lit class has a Five Star Zipper Binder. I thought people stopped using those after 7th grade. Better than a Trapper Keeper though I guess.

My teacher kept pronouncing W.E.B. DuBois' name as "doo-boys." It has been brought to my attention that this man's name was popularly pronounced as "doo-boys." Be that as it may, when I have heard it pronounced, it was either pronounced the French way, or there was equal emphasis on "doo" and "boys." My teacher puts a hard emphasis on "doo" and it sounds wrong and violating. She also repeatedly used the word "transaction" instead of the word "transition." For example, "Plantation owners in the South had trouble making a smooth transaction to life without slaves."

A girl in my class keeps talking to me and making jokes about things I do. She looks at me in a much too familiar way. So far I've tried to avoid eye contact and choose a seat away from hers. The next time she talks to me, I want to interrupt her in the middle of a sentence by turning to her and saying, "I'm sorry... Do I know you?"

I grew tired of "Rate-a-Buddy" on the AIM Today site, so I moved on to the self-proclaimed Celebrity look-alikes. I rarely see people who really look like the celebrity with whom they're claiming twinnity, and often the person's only similarity with the famous person is a hairstyle (Kelly Osbourne), type of glasses (Drew Carey), or a gap between their front teeth (Madonna).
The only people I've seen on there that I gave higher than a 5 were a girl who looked exactly like Natalie Portman (I gave her a 10) and a guy who looked like Jack Black (I gave him a 9). I give so many people a 1 or 2, because I wait for the picture to load without reading the caption, and if I don't immediately recognize their features as being the same as a certain star, they obviously don't look so much like a celebrity.
Sometimes when I look at the picture and I don't see anything, but after I read the caption and see the picture of the celebrity, I see a small resemblance, and I'll give the person a 3 or 4, and if I recognize it earlier I'll give a 5, but there was this guy who was claiming to be a Dave Grohl look-alike and believe me I've seen plenty of pictures of Dave Grohl, and this person looked about as much like Dave Grohl as Brad Garrett. I wished I could give him a zero. There is no way anyone would ever, under any circumstances, tell that guy he looked like Dave Grohl. And so many people go on there saying they look like Pink just because they have short hair, eye makeup, and muscular arms. And don't get me started on the whooooores who think they look like Christina Aguilera.
And to the Vin Diesel look-alike, just because you're bald, muscular, wearing a leather jacket, and you have sunglasses, it doesn't mean you really look like Vin Diesel. It's sad that you try to look like him, and I'm sorry for the friends and family of the people stupid enough to ask for your autograph.

I got a hit from Google Germany (www.google.de) for "girl screw beach." When I searched google.de for the same thing, I got through 6 pages of results without seeing my website. I think it's crazy that people actually go through several pages of results, and I wonder what google strung together to make that horny nazi think he was going to find sexy naked chicks on my site.

Really unfortunate misspeak at Amy's grandfather's funeral:
"Listen, I tell you a mystery: We will not all sleep, but we will all be changed-- in a flash, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet. For the trumpet will sound, the dead will be raised imperishable, and we will be changed. For the perishable must clothe itself with the imperishable, and the mortal with immorality. When the perishable has been clothed with the imperishable, and the mortal with immorality, then the saying that is written will come true: "Death has been swallowed up in victory." "Where, O death, is your victory? Where, O death, is your sting?" The sting of death is sin, and the power of sin is the law. But thanks be to God! He gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ. Therefore, my dear brothers, stand firm. Let nothing move you. Always give yourselves fully to the work of the Lord, because you know that your labor in the Lord is not in vain." 1 Corinthians 15:51-58
The flustered, newly-appointed youth pastor who was chosen to read this passage was suppsed to say "immorTality." I heard a very hushed but collective gasp from the older people in the audience. Just what you need, talk of immorality at a sweet old guy's funeral.
George Tellinghuisen was a really nice man. I remember him from when we went to the same church when I was young, and one time Amy took me to her grandparents' house and he was just so nice, the kind of sweet grandpa you'd want to adopt as your own if you didn't already have a sweet grandpa (which I do). George would come into Quality sometimes when I worked there and smile his cute grandpa smile and ask how I was doing. I cried a lot at the funeral, for Amy's family, and because I know my own grandparents aren't going to be around so very much longer either. It was nice to see Amy though, and hug her and her mother, and talk about things, if only for a few minutes.
Joe hit a deer with his mom's car. Luckily (times 99) it was the Neon and not the Mustang. The damage doesn't look too bad, except it cracked the radiator, so they have to get that fixed right up.
Yesterday was a crappy day. Let's hope today goes much much better.

Wow, in looking for annotations and literary criticism of certain short stories, I found that there are SEVEN PAGE literary criticism papers for sale online for $41.65! SEVEN PAGES. People are sick. They'd rather pay $6 a page for tripe than write their own paper.

I hate it when people mispronounce simple words, like saying "Suthren" (southern) and "heigth" (height).

Did you know that "catawampus" is a synonym for "angular"? Oh it is.

From Roxy's away message:
What do men and pantyhose have in common?
They either run, cling, or don't fit well in the crotch.