Friday 5

1. How will you be ringing in the New Year?
Good eats, nice clothes, good friends, Jack, Coke, Tequila and a hottie. Pretty standard, really.
2. How do you wish you were ringing in the New Year?
Good eats, nice clothes, good friends, Jack, Coke, Tequila and a hottie.
3. Do you have any traditions that you observe on New Year's Day intended to bring you luck for the upcoming year?
You have to ring in the New Year with kiss. It's the rules. I don't make the rules. I follow the rules...at all times. Honest officer!
4. Do you make resolutions? Do you keep them?
I do and I do. This year will be especially rough but I'll manage. ;o)
5. Would you ever have plastic surgery?
Sure...but probably only for medical purposes (i.e. scars, etc.). They must have ran out of questions.

I just wish so many good things for each and every one of you in the coming new year.
Be good and be safe!

HNT #2

HNT numero dos

See if you can guess what part of me this is before you click this link.

Aaaaaaah, I can't wait for the season to start up again.

Oz?

I shocked 'em with the shock collar and now he's in his hole for good, it seems. The Gimp went running with his tail between his legs. Sorry all, I cannot back down from these types of people. Probably a fault of mine, I'm sure but...well, there ya have it...The Gimp finally decided to shows his true nature. Not found on server? But we were just starting to have fun!

You ever see that part in the Wizard of Oz when they kill that Wicked Witch of the West? Now I have that damn song stuck in my head for some reason.

I hope this is the last I'll (we'll) hear of littleboplop...






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From: "Kev Bev" (littlebopeepnosheep@hotmail.com)
To: me
Subject: YOU FAGGOT - hey, at least he spelled it correctly
Date: Tue, 27 Dec 2005 19:42:51 -0700

JIMMY I AM READY TO LEAVE YOU ALONE. IN MY EXPERIENCE PEOPLE WITH LOW SELF ESTEEM ARE DANGEROUS. I THINK DEEP DOWN INSIDE YOU ARE A GREAT PERSON BUT SOMETIME YOU FEAL THAT YOU HAVE TO ACT LIKE A JERK SO THAT LITTLE BOY JIMMY DOESNT GET HURT. WELL ONE DAY MY FRIEND YOU WILL WAKE YOU AND REALIZE THAT ITS NOT WORTH IT. YOU NEED TO BE TRUE TO YOURSELF WEATHER YOU LOVE GUYS GIRLS OR EVERYTHING IN BETWEEN. I GUESS I AM JUST HURT THAT YOU ARE ALWAYS ALL TALK AND YOU NEVER PROTECTED US UP EVEN WHEN YOU SAID YOU WOULD. IT SEEMS THAT YOU ALWAYS SAID IT WAS IMPORTANT TO YOU BUT AT THE END OF THE DAY YOU JUST DIDNT CARE ENOUGH. ITS YOUR LOSS BUT FOR SOMEONE WHO SAYS THEY CARE AND THEN WORK ALL THE TIME AND HANG OUT WITH FRIENDS ALL THE TIME YOU REALLY SHOULD UNDERSTAND WHY IT HURTS TO SEE YOU PICKING UP THESE BLOG HORES. IT IS SAD BUT IF THATS WHAT YOU WANT THEN SO BE IT.

I'm sorry! The GIMP got out of his hole again.

Yes, it's true. The GIMP got out and started spewing his mess on the good people who comment on my site. My apologies. However, Blogger is a wonderful tool since it offers Comment Moderation.

Comment Moderation is easy to enable but I've put together a helpful little guide just in case.

First, log into your blogger account. Then, select the Change Settings link.


Next, select the "Comments" link.


Then, scroll down until you see the "Enable Comment Moderation?" field. Select "Yes" and be sure to use a vailid email address in the field provided.


Be sure to save your changes by clicking the "Save" button.


Republish, wash, rinse, dry and fold. Handy little feature, eh? ;o) Enjoy!

"Be always at war with your vices, at peace with your neighbors, and let each New Year find you a better man."
- Benjamin Franklin

The Friday Five

Friday Five

1. Do you have any holiday plans?
Kicking back and relaxing with my parents, Larah and my pups.
2. Will you be traveling?
Not if I can help it.
3. What is the worst thing about this time of year?
Shopping...but that's pretty standard all year long.
4. Do you have any favorite holiday foods?
All of it. Biscuits, meat gravy, mashed potatoes, ham, turkey, salad...I can't get enough.
5. Is it a Christmas tree or a holiday tree?
Christmas tree, of course.


Merry Christmas all!
(...or as my hating little retarded friend would say, "Happi chrysMaz!") ha!

Half-Nekkid Thursday - #1

After a few months being a voyeur, the exhibitionist in me is finally coming out. Of course I decide to come out whilst everyone is on sabbatical. Hmmmm...think it was planned??? haha! ;o)



My HNT debut is lovingly entitled "Say Hello to My Ta-Ta!" The picture was taken somewhere out in the middle of Glendo Reservoir in WY after a few cocktails. My body regenerates in the sun.

My favorite cookie recipe

Just thought I'd share since we're getting so close. Please enjoy "Jimmy's Holiday Cookie Recipe"

INGREDIENTS

1 cup of water
1 tsp baking soda

1 cup of sugar
1 tsp salt
1 cup of brown sugar
lemon juice
4 large eggs
1 cup nuts
2 cups of dried fruit
1 large bottle Jose Cuervo Tequilla
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INSTRUCTIONS


Sample the Cuervo to check the quality. Take a large bowl,
check the Cuervo again. To be sure it is of the highest
quality, pour one level cup and drink. Turn on the electric
mixer... Beat one cup of butter in the large fluffy bowl. Add
one tear poon of suga . Beat again. At this point it's best to
make sure the Cuervo is still OK, so try another cup, just in
case. Turn off the mixerer thingy. Break 2 leggs and add to the
bowl. Chuck in some dried fruit. Pick the frigging fruit off
floor .. Mix on the turner. If some fried druit gets stuck in
the beaterers, ! just pry it loose with a drewscriver.

Sample the Cuervo again to check for tonsistaticity. Next, sift
two cups of salt, or something. Who giveshz a sheet.

Drunk another tup of Jose Cuervo. Now shift the lemon juice and
strain your nuts. Add one table. Add a poon full of somefink.
Whatever. Take another slug of the Tuervo and greash the oven.
Turn the cake tin 360 degrees and try not to fall doon. Don't
forget to beat off the turner. Finally, place the friggin' bowl
on your head, finish the Cose Juervo, mac sure to put the
stoove in th dishwacker, and pee-heat th oven. - Awe, heck -
Screw the friggin' cooties and jus enjoy the dolihays!!!

What I want for Christmas...

I'm it!

I've been tagged by Dweleg. I guess that means "I'm it!".



Here are the rules:

The first player of this game starts with the topic. “five weird habits about yourself", and people who get tagged need to write an entry about their five weird habits as well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose the next five people to be tagged and link to their web journals. Don’t forget to leave a comment in their blog or journal that says “You are tagged” (assuming they take comments) and tell them to read yours.

1. My parents used to have a white and black tile checkered floor in their hallway. Ever since I was a little kid, when going North, I always stepped on the white tiles. When going South, I always stepped on the black tiles. They just ripped the tile out a few years ago...thank God. I can't tell you how many girls I've had over to that place. It was getting a little embarrassing. :o)
2. My Mom and Dad were old school - rancher and farmers. Food was fuel to them. When you took a plate of food, you were expected to eat it. To this day, I have to force myself to stop eating if there is food on my plate and I'm full.
3. When I'm walking with someone, I almost never split an obstruction...pole, mailbox, etc.
4. I ALWAYS lift my legs over railroad tracks. My Grandpa told me it was for good luck.
5. I hold my breath when passing cemeteries. Yet another Grandpa superstition.

Bloggers I tagged:
Blondie
Pandora
Angel
Everlastingknowitall
am_pm
Aila

Yeah, it's a Monday...

...or what's left of it anyway. Ever walk into work psyched, pumped and ready to take on the day with the enthusiasm and vigor of ten normal men just to be beat down like a red-headed step child...and all before lunch? Yeah, well that was about the sum total of my day today. Pretty much everywhere I turned, I didn't get the answers for which I was looking, things were breaking left and right and to top it all off, my customers decided to have an impromptu meeting or two just to (their words) "put me on the spot". It's no fun talking your way out of a painted corner...well, that's a half truth at best. ;o) Most days like this, I come out smelling like a rose. Today, not so much. It was bad news after bad news followed by more - you guessed it - bad news...and after such a stellar week last week. I thought I had it all planned out, my strategy was set, my tact was true and the wheels were in motion. Aaah, the ebb and flow of the software world, I guess that's why I love it so. It keeps me on my toes and even sometimes knocks me on my...well...you know what I mean.

I'm ready to settle into a nice evening of Monday night football, laundry, a cocktail with dinner and some much needed QT with my Bo and Arrow.

Yes, I'm a drunkard...but I'm a lovable drunkard

You're a Wild Drunk

You can't get enough drink. Seriously, you'll just go puke and start pounding them back again!

What Kind of Drunk Are You?

What's this? The Friday Five?

Friday Five

1. What's your favorite radio station?
I'm all over the board. KYGO, KBCO, KS107.5, KBPI...just depends on my mood.

2. How would you describe the format?
Country, Rock\alternative, R&B\rap, Rock

3. Do you think satellite radio will become commonplace, like subscribing to cable TV?
Absolutely. Last time I checked, you can't get reception to local radio stations when you're sitting in the middle of the San Juan river in Lake Powell.

4. Have you thought about buying a satellite radio subscription?
Yup! Anyone feel like getting me a Christmas present should totally pick one up.

5. When is the last time you said goodbye?
When I was getting off the phone with my Mom this morning preceeded by an "I love you!".

Pimp Name

My Pimp Name Is...

White Chocolate Tease

What's" Your Pimp Name?

Y'all betta do this. Don't make me break out my Pimp Hand.


Thanks D!

We're not in Kansas anymore Toto

What a wild trip!


Friday night: I got back from Sacto late and was able to spend one night in my bed. Oh, how I've missed my bed.

Saturday: Headed for Palco, Kansas (just outside of Hays) to hunt deer, pheasant and quail. It's a three hundred and fifty mile drive from my front door step so you can imagine how motivated I was to load up the truck (pups in tow) and make that trek. I ended up getting to Hays around 10PM and met Evan, Chris and Rick at the local Wal-Mart where I purchased my tags, licenses, etc. Being legal is important kids...I had to learn that the hard way. We then proceeded to the Sip-n-Spin - a local dance club\college bar in Hays and, like Sacramento, I helped Kansas out with their surplus of Jack and Coke (well, Jack anyway). We closed the place down and headed "home". My friend has a really cool 5th wheel travel trailer with TVs, DVD players, microwave. Yeah, we were roughin' it.

Sunday: We got up late (go figure) and started hunting. There were so many pheasants and quail but the problem was that I couldn't get to them. They were jumping waaay too early. I really was amazed about how many birds they have this year. The sun went down and with just a few birds in my pouch, we all decided to head into town once again to close yet another bar down. I don't know what possessed us to hit the Wal-Mart again on the way home but we did. I decided I was too drunk to walk to so strapped into one of those courtesy electric carts as did Evan. Probably wasn't a good idea that they let us do that. They had four of them and we broke two playing chicken, demolition derby, and just about anything destructive you can do on a cart that goes 3 MPH. The people stocking the shelves really didn't like us when I T-boned Evan's cart into a bunch of stacked boxes and the check-out lady pretty much hated me when I popped a wheelie onto Evan's cart when we were checking out. I couldn't stop laughing though.

Monday: Got up REALLY late (again). Waaaaaaaay too hung-over to hold a shotgun the entire day. Actually, I didn't even want to see the sun. Didn't go out drinking that night.

Tuesday: Hunted all day and got a few more pheasant and quail. Shot a wild turkey (not the drink) and a 2 plus year old pheasant judging by his spurs. The green on his back is gorgeous so I'm thinking of having him mounted.

Wednesday: We picked up two mule bucks (one 5x7 and one 4 point) and a few more birds. Drove back late at night in negative 17 degree weather. My pups were frozen dogsicles by the time I got home.

I've been told the pics are graphic. I must just be immune...I didn't think they were bad.

What a puke

I'd almost forgotten about you. What a waste of skin and time...'nuff said.

Sacto

Sorry all...I'm in Sacto (for work).

What a crazy night last night though. I met up with the Sacto crew for drinks and we decided to get a little rowdy. We ended up closing 3 bars down last night. I think I finally stumbled into my hotel around 4:30am. You'd think I'd want to sleep tonight. Naah...we're doing it up again. A new club opened here and I thought I'd help Sacramento out with their surplus of Jack and Coke.

I kinda dig this town. ;o)