champagne1982
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Hehehe... This because I'm the only respondent thus far.LMAO. I think you might win, sugar.
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Hehehe... This because I'm the only respondent thus far.LMAO. I think you might win, sugar.
Hehehe... This because I'm the only respondent thus far.
Do you remember how many angry Chinese hockey fans there were? This is important because it effects which winter Olympiad this is about.
First off, the Chinese do have a pair of hockey teams. The men's team has won every game they've played against Macau, Thailand, Luxembourg, Serbia, and Serbia and Montenegro. (source). The women are much stronger and will be playing in the Olympic tournament, with a Finnish Head coach, they have something to prove against Canada, the US and Finland, since they are ranked 9th overall coming into Vancouver.
I interpret this to mean that a BIG upset is gonna happen next month with the Chinese ladies landing a spot on the podium because the USA failed to feed its players enough Kansan whole grains. This sad outcome will be due to the Olympic bread sponsor's delivery vehicle being run off the road by a bunch of crazed Chinese hockey fans at the Kansas-Nebraska border after the men losing to Thailand in a hard-contested ping-pong game.
Canada, of course, will win GOLD.
I hope Canada (both men's and women's teams) win gold. I mean, it's your sport, right?Do you remember how many angry Chinese hockey fans there were? This is important because it effects which winter Olympiad this is about.
First off, the Chinese do have a pair of hockey teams. The men's team has won every game they've played against Macau, Thailand, Luxembourg, Serbia, and Serbia and Montenegro. (source). The women are much stronger and will be playing in the Olympic tournament, with a Finnish Head coach, they have something to prove against Canada, the US and Finland, since they are ranked 9th overall coming into Vancouver.
I interpret this to mean that a BIG upset is gonna happen next month with the Chinese ladies landing a spot on the podium because the USA failed to feed its players enough Kansan whole grains. This sad outcome will be due to the Olympic bread sponsor's delivery vehicle being run off the road by a bunch of crazed Chinese hockey fans at the Kansas-Nebraska border after the men losing to Thailand in a hard-contested ping-pong game.
Canada, of course, will win GOLD.
I've never been a big fan of hockey *'went to a fight and a hockey game broke out'), but it strikes as really stupid that someplace like San Jose should even have a team. I think hockey only belongs in places with real ice outside (Canada, northern US in North America).
Last night I dreamed I was run off the road into a snowbank by angry Chinese hockey fans who were upset about the outcome of a game. I knew that's who they were because previously in the dream there had been an announcement over a loudspeaker that we should take cover from the angry Chinese hockey fans.
I'm going to award a bouquet, a bottle of champagne and a big cup of coffee to whoever comes up with the most amusing interpretation of this. Cause, y'know, wtf?
You need to count your blessings. You won't have to listen to Brian Williams tell us what time it is in Russia... and The Netherlands... ad nauseaum.I hope Canada (both men's and women's teams) win gold. I mean, it's your sport, right?
I'm just really peeved that CBC isn't carrying the Games. We get CBC in Seattle, but not CTV or CIV or whichever northern network is carrying them. Means I'll be stuck watching NBC, which thoroughly, thoroughly sucks.
I'd move in with Tess for a couple weeks just to watch the Games, but I doubt she'd be very happy about that, given the junk food, Coke cans, and obnoxious American opinionating I'd bring with me.
Bob Costas. Fuck.
Was it a windy road or a straight road?
Were the Chinese hockey fans on foot or were they driving?
Were you on foot or were you driving?
Was the road itself snowy or icy?
Were they carrying sticks?
Could be about noodles.
No no it was about sex ..... you were letting on to your inner self that your libido that may have been reacting 'coldly' to a certain suggestion was now 'banking' on being 'driven' to 'play' this new 'game' which you have heard spoken with more insistance of late by someone who is a great 'fan' and who have got quite huffy if not 'angry' at your refusal ....... hope it doesn't include 'sticks'!
Noodles! Yay!
It was in the city. They were driving and came round a corner really fast. We were in a car too. It was probably a really slick road, since that's ALL WE'VE HAD around here for what seems like a year now. I dunno, I've had weird vivid dreams for a week now. Anybody else doing especially weird things in their sleep?
Ooo, nicely done. Although depending on the stick, I may or may not be happy about that...
So Eldest Son brings home a project. He has to make a diorama involving Native Americans from the local region. He goes through all this rigamarole trying to figure out how he wants to do it. I tell him to leave the people to me. So he goes and draws his background, draws some animals, and then asks me for the Indians. I take him down to the garage where my miniatures are, and pull out a tray with 40-odd 25mm RevWar period Native Americans (unpainted).
He thinks this is cool.
I let him choose three that he likes, and then he asks if I'm gonna paint them. "Nope," I say, "You are."
He thinks this is really cool.
So I clean them and prime them, and let them dry thoroughly overnight. The next day, he is pestering me as soon as I get home to see if they're dry. They are, of course, so I set up a little painting station by my desk, give him a brush, and choose some colours for him. He sits there painting for a while, getting my feedback, asking questions.
He thinks this is cool, and that I'm cool for helping him.
....
My son painted his first miniatures tonight (with a little help from me), and he had fun doing it.
I have no words to describe how cool _I_ think this is.
So Eldest Son brings home a project. He has to make a diorama involving Native Americans from the local region. He goes through all this rigamarole trying to figure out how he wants to do it. I tell him to leave the people to me. So he goes and draws his background, draws some animals, and then asks me for the Indians. I take him down to the garage where my miniatures are, and pull out a tray with 40-odd 25mm RevWar period Native Americans (unpainted).
He thinks this is cool.
I let him choose three that he likes, and then he asks if I'm gonna paint them. "Nope," I say, "You are."
He thinks this is really cool.
So I clean them and prime them, and let them dry thoroughly overnight. The next day, he is pestering me as soon as I get home to see if they're dry. They are, of course, so I set up a little painting station by my desk, give him a brush, and choose some colours for him. He sits there painting for a while, getting my feedback, asking questions.
He thinks this is cool, and that I'm cool for helping him.
Noodles! Yay!
It was in the city. They were driving and came round a corner really fast. We were in a car too. It was probably a really slick road, since that's ALL WE'VE HAD around here for what seems like a year now. I dunno, I've had weird vivid dreams for a week now. Anybody else doing especially weird things in their sleep?
Feeling pretty down right now due to life stuff. Luckily something popped up and the voice of an angel helped soothe my worries, if only for a little while.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=moqxdi1TbK4&feature=related
Thanks, Brudda Iz. The song may be cliche, but it is so very pretty.
It always hurts me to know that there are children surviving abuse every day they're alive. You're a survivor, Annie dear. I admire your guts in seeking answers since I can only imagine how the questions must haunt you. You've done so much in moving forward through the pain and trying to accept the abuse as part of who you are. It's virtually impossible to forgive that sort of treatment, but I think you've likely come as close as anyone can to that state. You are awesome. You are beautiful. You Are Loveable and I am proud to number in those who can call you friend, even though we've never physically met.