Parking Fail

Just had to share this- went to Hobby Lobby the other day (yes, I know…) and this is apparently how some of the old people who go there like to park.  I was laughing so hard, and other people were snapping pics, too, it was just too funny!

And one from the other direction, just for good measure...

Sprained Ankle and Eraser Carving

So, I sprained my ankle pretty badly right before Labor Day weekend.  Just walking on my way out to my car to go to work, and down I go.  I figure it must have been God trying to punish me, because, you know, when he’s really pissed off at atheists, he gives us sprained ankles and scraped knees.  Seriously, God, you already gave me cancer, it’s not like a scraped knee and a bum ankle is going to scare me…

So you think I’d be blogging more, but for some reason I started carving some erasers for letter boxing.  I figured if I couldn’t physically go to any geocaches or letter boxes, might as well get ready for them.  So yeah, this is what crazy, moral-less heathens do on Saturday night:  carve little creatures out of erasers…  Pretty wild.  Oh, I also managed to help host a giant inter-group freethought picnic on Sunday.  I was limping around by then…  It was pretty interesting, more details to come.

Snail Stamp

Mighty Boosh inspired Ant Stamp

Atheists Want, Want, Want…

So, as I write my PC version of this for the MNA Newsletter, I can’t help but want to let loose, so here’s the place to do it…

Our president just sent out a survey for Minnesota Atheists that involved a wide variety of questions.  What I find funny, and have since really interacting with other atheists, is that they’re just as irrational as any other group of people.

Something that stands out the most to me is that they want.  They want, want, want, want, want.

They want things they already have.  Pub nights.  (Bitch, we already have pub nights!  Thanks for making me feel like my pub nights mean jack shit to you.)

They want an event in their backyard but have no desire to help look for a location or help organize it. (Bitch, we drive more than an hour and a half to get to these events AND we organize events in the Twin Cities for you even though we don’t live anywhere near there!)

They want more people to come out to events but they don’t come themselves.  (Bitch, sometimes you just need to drag your tuckus out there.  More people coming to events includes YOU!)

They want events on this Tuesday of this month because they can’t come any other day.   (Bitch, yet again, we have events on Tuesdays.  Or maybe try to have more than one day free a month?  If you don’t, then I guess you can’t do any extracurricular activities.  Sucks to be you, but seriously, what would you like ME to do about your work schedule?)

They want events without food because of a food allergy, diet, preferences, etc.  (Bitch, don’t eat, or eat before, or bring your own food or maybe go to an event where there isn’t food.  Man.  Figure it out!)

They didn’t know how to find the place.  (Bitch, do you think there’s a reason there’s an address on the meet up, or a link to a google map?  I mean, really, if you are going somewhere it’s sorta your own responsibility to figure out where the hell the place is.  Let me Google that for you, and when you get there, I’ll wipe your butt off after you poo as well…)

They want events in the sun, they want events inside, they want less religion-bashing, they want us to be more ‘in your face’ as atheists…   In summary, they want everything and anything but aren’t willing to help with it.  Even something as simple as just coming to an event is helping, but even that is too difficult sometimes…

I guess what I think is that if you aren’t willing to help in any way, maybe you shouldn’t request specifics. For instance, Heretic and I were well aware that there weren’t any atheist events in our area, so we started the Southern Minnesota Atheists group with the former Minnesota Atheists president.  We actually said “All right, it doesn’t pay to just bitch that we always have to drive to the cities for events, let’s try some out here!”

I’d say it’s ‘okay’.  It’s still a group very much in it’s infancy, and it’s certainly not very large even though it’s already surpassed some local freethought groups.  Most of the southern people either don’t come out or they won’t make an effort to attend events anywhere else…  Also, absolutely mind-numbingly, the people that DO request specific activities usually don’t come out to those when we host the requested activity for them.  Okay.  This has happened more than once.  It doesn’t help build our groups in any way.  And that’s fine with me, but then don’t bitch for local activities when there aren’t any!

I know it’s so simple, and it sounds so stupid, but a group can’t be big and successful if you don’t come on out and participate.  Sometimes working together is just as easy as just showing up and sitting there.

When I went to the Day of Reason at the State Capitol, which takes place during the National Day of Prayer, I thought “Man, wouldn’t it be totally cool if there were a ton more freethinkers here inside with us than there are outside with the people praying?”  And yes, it would be great!  Is it do-able?  Totally, we were really close last year.  But guess what?  You count in that.  Be there.

Living Babies at the Fair

This is what you learn from PBS:  Apparently, before the wonders of television and the intertubes, people went to the fair to look at “Living Babies in Incubators”…  Hmmmm, yes, I see.  Now all we get to see at the fair are pigs and such.

Sondra Prill is my new BFF

This makes me happy because it hurts my eyes AND my ears AND my brain.  (For those who are not aware, I am a huge fan of bad singing, dancing, and acting.)  This video is a triple threat.

Ladies and gentlemen, Sondra Prill performing “Pump Up The Jam”:

And as an encore; “Addicted to Love”.

Stairway to Stardom

In case you didn’t have enough stuff to look at on the world wide intertubes, if you haven’t already, check out Stairway to Stardom on YouTube...   The thing I like almost as much as bad singing is bad dancing.  (I am a HUGE fan of bad singing, one of my favorite things ever.  I don’t play any really bad stuff unless I’m alone, so I’m considerate.)

And if you had any doubt of the things religion can do to you:

TDaP: OUCH!

So, I had my TDaP at my annual physical.  No, I didn’t step on a rusty nail, and everyone can stop asking.  I was just at my physical, my last record of a booster was from when I was 12 years old, so basically, it’s time…  They recommend every ten years.

Now, the shot itself didn’t hurt.  I’m a fairly heavily tattooed lady, so I know about needles.  I do get a little nervous in the clinical setting, but really, the shot itself was fine.  My arm was a bit sore on the way home, no biggie.  By that evening, my arm had started to swell.  It is now FOUR DAYS LATER and my arm still feels like there’s a damn golf ball in it.  It hurts, it aches, it itches, my muscles are sore/lymph nodes are swollen, I’m really fatigued, blah blah blah.  This is why there haven’t been any new blogs since Wed Wack. 

Anyhoo, I’m thinking about this.  Would tetanus be that bad?  I guess it would, since it has a high fatality rate…  Dying young is never okay, despite the religious folk who say I must not care if I live or die, or all of the cool rock and roll songs about living fast and dying young.  (For some reason, I’m sure none of those songs involve dying from some tetanus on your rusty fence or from the dirt in your garden…)

At this moment, I would rather get my tongue or eyeball tattooed than get this shot again.  But I know that in 10 years, I’ll do it again.  My best advice to you is to keep up on your boosters, and when you’re feeling down, just do a Google image search for whatever you just got vaccinated against…  I suppose it’s worth it when you consider this:

Ok, ok, fine, the shot isn't that bad!!!

Animal sex as a Valentine’s treat.

The Minnesota Zoo’s Valentine’s Day special tour/dinner…

If a guy brought me to this for Valentine’s Day, or any day, really, I think I would pee myself laughing.  I guess I just find it odd.  Maybe it’s just that I prefer to consider a monkey’s (or any other animals) sexual business a private matter, even if they don’t…  Someone on the Strib forum said they thought only furries would be there.  Hilarious.

UPDATE:  Turns out that people who work at zoos are just into animal sex or something… lol.

Seriously, NOT a woman's perfect Valentine's Day image.

Bush and Pig Sperm

To the people who found my page by searching for “the good thing bush did” and “does sunny delight have pig sperm in it”:  I’m sorry you found my page, but thanks for the laugh!

PS:  To answer your question, yes, I do believe that there is some kind of pig sperm in Sunny Delight, but I could be wrong on that one…  

Coldstone Creamery Chocolates

So, I bought these chocolates as a treat for myself for all of my hard work lately, and I have to say they are DISGUSTING.  The chocolate is really of a poor quality, and the ‘filling’ is just a big hunk of mush, you actually had to bite through it, it was not creamy.  Anyway, they look really pretty and delicious, but they are not!