I’m Just Sayin

July 31, 2009

Anagrams

Filed under: Writing, Reading and Publishing — beckycc @ 7:33 am
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Playing with my anagram creator today.

Becky Clark …
Back Cry Elk
Crack By Elk

In Swedish …
Bckar Cykel
Cykla Bcker
Lycka Bcker
Ca Bcker Kyl
Ca Blck Yrke
Ca Brk Cykel
Ack Br Cykel
Ack Bry Ckel
Ack Byr Ckel
Cykla Bck Re
Cykla Bck Er
Lycka Bck Re
Lycka Bck Er
Rack By Ckel
Rcka By Ckel
Rycka Bck El
Rycka Bck Le
Ar Bck Cykel
Ra Bck Cykel
Ca Bck Ek Ryl
Ca Bck Re Kyl
Ca Bck Er Kyl

403 entries for I’m Just Sayin but these were my favorites …
I Miss Jaunty
Us Is Tiny Jam
Jay In Its Sum
May I Just Sin
I Jut In My Ass

Only 11 for BeckyLand … but clearly, these two sum up my blog…
Clanked By
Lack By End

Here are some good ones from the Hall of Fame …

Dormitory = Dirty Room
Clint Eastwood = Old West Action
The Morse Code = Here Come Dots
Slot Machines = Cash Lost in em
Conversation = Voices Rant On
The Check is in the Mail = Claim “Heck, I sent it (heh)”
A Decimal Point = I’m a Dot in Place
Eleven plus two = Twelve plus one
David Letterman = Nerd amid late TV

What’s your anagram name?

July 30, 2009

Tap Dancing Fool

I recently watched the episode of The Simpsons where Bart and Homer go to Catholic Heaven, where they, of course, Riverdance.

It reminded me how much I liked that music and that I hadn’t heard it in years.

Tap dancers have a special place in my heart. I remember trying to talk my son into taking tap dancing lessons when he was about 9. He gave me that look people reserve for imbeciles and week old fish and said, “Yeah, Mom. That’ll make the kids like me.” Still makes me laugh that he could drip with so much sarcasm at such a tender age.

Here’s Reel Around the Sun …

and the Finale …

Did you ever experience the phenomenon that is Riverdance? Or do you prefer your stage experiences to be more talky?

Or do you prefer your Irish dance with monkeys?

July 29, 2009

Wordnesday

I seem to have trouble posting a real blog on Wednesdays for some reason, so here’s a new blog feature that will run on Wednesdays in BeckyLand. That will probably run on Wednesdays. That has the potential to run on most many some Wednesdays in BeckyLand. That will run whenever I say it will run.

I love my Urban Dictionary so I’m going to share some of my favorites with you here.

• connectile dysfunction
1. The inability to gain or maintain an internet connection.
2. The inability to print, email, or get to the internet.
“My computer had connectile dysfunction (CD) yesterday, so I couldn’t check my email.”

• multislacking — Doing multiple slacker-esque things concurrently.
“I’m the king of multislacking. I spend hours a day surfing the net, watching random TV shows, and eating week-old pizza.”

• truthenize
1.To brilliantly inform someone of a harsh truth that they were either ignorant of or tried with everything they have to ignore. The resulting truth leaves the liar impotent. Powerless. Usually a truth about themselves. Like Euthenize. But with the truth.

2. To call someone out on a huge lie.

“Man, the Scooter Libby indictment and the lack of WMD in Iraq fully truthenized Rumsfeld and Cheney.”

“Dude, at the end of A Few Good Men, Jack Nicholson gets truthenized.”

Got any other good ones?

July 28, 2009

Listen To Your Body Even When It Says Stupid Stuff

I was reading “Your Body’s 10 Weirdest Health Clues” in Prevention Magazine with trepidation because my not-twenty-nine-anymore body seems to make up new and creative ways to torment me on a daily basis. Most of them falling under the “Weird” category.

As it turned out, I had every reason to be nervous. The very first clue applied to me.

Finger length
Women whose index fingers are shorter than their ring fingers may be twice as prone to osteoarthritis in the knees, found British researchers. Those with this predominately male characteristic tend to have lower levels of estrogen, which may also play a role in the development of osteoarthritis, say researchers.

On the bright side, I’m less of a woman, but I’ll have the knees of someone twice my age.

Earlobe crease
Linear wrinkles in one or both lobes may predict future cardiovascular events (heart attack, bypass surgery, or cardiac death.) A crease on one lobe raises the risk by 33%; a crease on both lobes increases it by 77%, even after adjusting for other known risk factors. Though experts aren’t exactly sure, they suspect a loss of elastic fibers may cause both the crease and the hardening of arteries.

I think maybe they’re off base here. Isn’t it possible that simply the idea of someone studying wrinkly earlobes enough to give one a heart attack?

Bra size
A D cup may also spell diabetes: Women who wore a bra size D or larger at age 20 were 1.5 times more likely to develop type 2 than those who wore an A or smaller, even after researchers adjusted for obesity, diet, smoking, and family history, in a 10-year study published in the Canadian Medical Association Journal. It may be that the fat tissue in a woman’s breast is hormonally sensitive and influences insulin resistance, which can lead to diabetes, say researchers.

I’m not sure about this one because I quit reading after “an A or smaller.” As someone who hails from Tiny Bra Town (aw, who am I kidding? I’m the Mayor and half the Town Council!), I was flabbergasted to know there is a bra size smaller than A. Why the heck aren’t they studying THAT??

Calf size
Though it sounds counterintuitive, a French study found that women with small calves (13 inches or less around) tended to develop more carotid plaques, a known risk factor for stroke. The subcutaneous fat in larger calves may pull fatty acids from the bloodstream and store them where they are less of a risk factor, say researchers.

I’ll give them this one. I’ll gladly take one measly stroke over a lifetime of cankle jokes.

And I have a couple more of my own to add that the researchers didn’t address. If BeckyLand were ever to give research grants, these vexations would be highest on the list.

• How does my one occasional chin hair relate to my inability to play the piano? Or does my inability to play the piano somehow summon the chin hair?

• Do rough elbows impede my marathon times?

• Will the lack of pigment in my shins create halitosis?

• Do I need glasses because of my deep-seated fear of snakes?

• Does my seemingly constant need for food and water mean I am destined for a lifetime of indecision and heartbreak?

I really must know.

What are some things you want the researchers to work on?

July 27, 2009

A Fitting Tribute

Navy Petty Officer Mike Monsoor

Mike Monsoor

Mike Monsoor was awarded the Congressional Medal of Honor posthumously for jumping on a grenade in Iraq. Mike gave his life to save a group of Navy SEALS. He was 25.

According to the Summary of Action published by the Navy:

“An enemy fighter hurled a hand grenade onto the roof from an unseen location.  The grenade hit him in the chest and bounced onto the deck. He immediately leapt to his feet and yelled “grenade” to alert his teammates of impending danger, but they could not evacuate the sniper hide-sight in time to escape harm.  Without hesitation and showing no regard for his own life, he threw himself onto the grenade, smothering it to protect his teammates who were lying in close proximity.  The grenade detonated as he came down on top of it, mortally wounding him.

Petty Officer Monsoor’s actions could not have been more selfless or clearly intentional.  Of the three SEALs on that rooftop corner, he had the only avenue of escape away from the blast, and if he had so chosen, he could have easily escaped.  Instead, Monsoor chose to protect his comrades by the sacrifice of his own life.  By his courageous and selfless actions, he saved the lives of his two fellow SEALs and he is the most deserving of the special recognition afforded by awarding the Medal of Honor.”

During Mike Monsoor’s funeral in San Diego, as his coffin was being moved from the hearse to the grave site, SEALs were lined up on both sides of the pallbearers’ route forming a column on either side, with the coffin moving up the center. As Mike ’s coffin passed, each SEAL, having removed his gold Trident from his uniform, slapped it down, embedding the Trident in the wooden coffin. The Trident is the pin awarded for successfully completing SEAL Qualification Training.

trident

The forty-five slaps were audible across the cemetery. By the time the coffin arrived at the grave site, it gleamed from all the Tridents pinned to it.

coffin

This was a fitting send-off for a hero.

And there are a million more stories like this of selfless, courageous acts from our military personnel.

“Thank you” doesn’t begin to cover it.

July 20, 2009

Awkward Family Photos

My new favorite website …. I’ve put it in my sidebar too.

It’s so funny, I didn’t even feel the need to add my own snarky comments. They were already there! None of these comments are mine.

Little Mister Sunshine … “One armrest away from being completely uncomfortable.”

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The Van Helsings … “Takes every girl back to that special moment they got their first crossbow.”

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Awkwardian Era … “The straight line of their heads is as if they measured every day until that one PERFECT day when their heights created this delightful 42 degree angle!”

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Bon Family Blowout … “They’re back… and this time, they’re relaxed.”

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Mommy-the-Pooh … “Some people go to AA meetings. These guys go to AA Milne meetings.”

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He’s Having a Baby … “Proof that a man can be too supportive.”

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This last one is particularly funny — albeit really REALLY creepy — because we are scheduled soon for our own family portrait. I was having trouble coming up with just the right “clothing theme” because we’ve done red, we’ve done denim, we’ve done sweaters, we’ve done the red/gray/black theme … and everyone does the black t-shirt/jeans/barefoot look. Plus, whatever we decide probably involves shopping for at least two of us.

So I told my son, “We could always do naked. We already have that and nobody else does it.”

When he finished his full-body shimmy to rid himself of the grossness his ears just encountered, he pointed to the wall of the photographer’s studio. Naked portrait of two adults. And then I saw this one.

Who knew the job of a studio photographer was fraught with retina-damaging peril?!

Favorite? But more importantly, do you have any awkward family photos of your own???

July 17, 2009

You Could Be A Winner!

Frontier Airlines will give free round-trip tickets to winners of their writing contest. They’re looking for true stories about how Frontier brought people together.

Seems like fun but there are three drawbacks I can see …
1. You have to be 21.
2. They will be verifying the truthiness of your story
3. No free peanuts.

If you don’t have a story, I will be happy to assist you. My bag is packed and I will go to the destination on the ticket you give me. I will engage in all sorts of amusements and merriment. Or pathos. Or crises. Whatever your plot hinges upon. Then when Frontier brings us back together … voila … your story writes itself.

But hurry. My roller disco outfit is shedding bedazzles on my bull-fighting cape and I’m clueless when it comes to removing wrinkles from my chaps and my fez.


RULES FOR “15 YEARS OF BRINGING PEOPLE TOGETHER” CONTEST

• Visit www.FrontierAirlines.com/facebook (the link takes you to the fan page)
• Become a fan on the page
• Post your story about how Frontier Airlines brought important people in your life together. (Keep it brief, we anticipate having a lot to read.) It can be anything from uniting you with the love of your life to bringing an honored soldier back from military duty. We’re looking for unique, heart-warming and amusing stories. Give us your best! Posting deadline is 11:59 p.m. MDT on Aug. 6, 2009
• On Aug. 9, 2009, Frontier representatives will select fifteen stories from the entries posted. Those stories will then be reposted on Frontier’s official Facebook fan page, where fans will be asked to vote for their favorite story. Voting deadline is noon MDT on Aug. 20, 2009
• On Aug. 21, 2009, the five stories that received the most votes will be declared the contest winners.
• Following verification of the stories (and we will be checking) the five stories with the most votes will each receive two roundtrip tickets on Frontier Airlines good for the next 365 days.

Will you be entering?

July 16, 2009

What Happens When YOU Poke A Pomegranate?

I wish I wish I wish I was synesthetic. For those of you who haven’t heard me yak about it incessantly, it’s a condition where your senses get crossed. Like if you saw music or tasted emotions. There are a zillion ways to be syn, however. All equally fascinating. Look in my sidebar and archives for more info about it.

Here’s a weirdly fun video illustration of synesthesia by Terri Timely.

This is one of the comments afterward ….

“Did you see all three S’s at the beginning? Most likely all you saw was a screen of 5’s. I see fives as the colour blue and my S’s are a pale orange. I detected the S’s before they appeared highlighted in yellow. Some people taste words, and hear colour.”

I admit I had to go back and see what they were talking about. Clearly, my senses are boring!

If you are synesthetic, please email me at AmpersandPress (at) aol (dot) com. Put “Synesthesia” in the subject line. I want you in my posse. My work-in-progress deals with syn and I want to hear lots of syn stories.

If you’re not synesthetic, what do you think about this movie?

July 14, 2009

Garfunkel and Oates

My hubbie discovered this adorable musical-comedy duo, Garfunkel and Oates.

Garfunkel and Oates

Well, he didn’t discover discover them, but he told me about them. And now I’m telling you about them. One is tall, the other is from the future. They get hate mail from pregnant Canadians. My kind of peeps.

The videos are in order of how much I like the songs, so don’t you dare skip to the bottom! Ok. Fine. Skip around as much as you like because they’re all fabulous. A bit profane sometimes, but sweet and funny.

And there are more on their website. Also on their website is a link to their individual websites. The dark-haired one, Kate (AKA Oates) has a video clip on hers with some very funny stuff she’s done on Scrubs and some other shows.

Dear Deer …

Pregnant Women are Smug …

Me, You and Steve …

Sex with Ducks …

Favorite?

July 13, 2009

Nine Reasons I’m Glad I Went To My High School Reunion

Filed under: Stuff Worth Pondering — beckycc @ 9:40 am
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Those of you paying attention to my concerns about attending my high school reunion know I was a little apprehensive. Annoyingly so. Was I too goofy? What will we talk about? Will they even remember me?

If you are considering your own reunion, here are the answers to those questions.

• Yes, I was too goofy, but not any more than anyone else.

• We talked non-stop. About everything. Never a lull in any conversation.

• Yes, they remembered me. Most of them.

So, here, in no particular order are some reasons I’m glad I went ….

1. Seeing the ‘sudden’ transformation (for me, anyway) of these goofy 16-year-olds into astrophysicists, doctors, professors and doting grandparents.

2. Knowing I made the right choice in leaving the restrictive undergarments at home. After all, anybody who loved you when you were 16 and gangly is bound to love you when you’re 48 and less so.

3. Finding out that some of my pals live and work very near my house.

4. Drinking great beer. (It was held at a brew pub, after all.)

5. Realizing that thirty years really doesn’t change people. We may do different jobs, live in different places, and have thinning and/or graying hair, but fundamentally my high school friends are still folks I want to hang out with.

6. Laughing over old photos, old hairdos, old fashions … but referring to them as “vintage.”

7. So many more Facebook friends!

8. Hearing funny, embarrassing, sometimes tragic stories I hadn’t known before.

9. None of which were about me.

What’s your favorite memory from high school?

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