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AMAs Was anyone else like "AHH HELLS NAW" when Tyka's crazy ass took the AMA stage to collect an award for her dead brother? Ahhhhhh .. yeeeaaaah.... here is a screen grab:

Her public appearance was the epitome of, "Bitch, please" and "Bye Felicia" all rolled into one cluster of "Who done it and why.."

In the words of Prince: "Bitch, you wrecking my stage!"

#wrongshadeofpurple

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I was going to ignore this one. This OLD SCHOOL K-Ci & JoJo on a uke.    I tried to. I was a few hours in between hearing it the first time and blushing and then deciding WHY THE HELL NOT because sometimes it is OKAY to grin on what has passed and IT’S OKAY to wish everyone lived up to him. AND IT’S OKAY to miss the good times and the love and conveniently forget everything that went wrong with us.  But our children! OH LORD these amazing children we have released into the world. It smacks me in the head when he shows up with ALL OF THIS INFORMATION and ideas and agendas and PLACES he is going ... And her.. so beautiful and brainy yet not quite sure what to do about her mother and I am not sure where I went wrong. But we have lines open and I am sure soon we will get to the bottom of our love for each other.  But YOU.  It’s been two years now and several contenders later but  YOU are not easily replaceable. Sir. No one has ever made me feel as loved as you. 

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”I NEED TENDING” And he thinks I do not see, but this is what I see, Sir

....No closet. Just denial and it breaks my heart. WE see.

Did you see her face? The one she wore when? I’ve worn that face and he thinks “Ah Not Me” and I cry. Baby.doll... I lived this scene with you too many times I thought I was going to have to clip it. To show you.When I watched it and gasped But no. You Tube IS THAT GOOD. 

Served up. Just hit play

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Cacti -- Couples Cacti.  We live in the desert. Our one year anniversary and I went looking for cute cacti. I found them and decided to make it personal. Items required: -Cacti (2) -Tape (textured tape stolen from the hospital my dad visited. It was on the top of the garbage.)I have no shame.  -Plain Paper and scissors to shape

- One black sharpie (thin) Decent handwriting and one yellow  and red marker found under the couch for a dash of color 

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Table of Condiments That Periodically Go Bad -- I re-did the previously existing internet fan favorite.  I have updated the SIZE to make it more print-friendly and I have improved on the typography to make it easier to read. TOTALLY REDONE after hours of work recreating and embellishing from scratch.

You are welcome! This was an anniversary gift for my Jay. 

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COUPLES RANT

So about yesterday, in front of Buffalo Wild Wings -- because it is bugging the crap out of me that you think I was just being "jealous". I do not believe you understand the scope of the social dynamic that occurred and I think I have thought of a way to explain why I was upset. When we are in public together, I consider (among other things) the way we might appear to someone observing us. Yes, even if no one is looking, I do this. I always will appear attentive to you. Especially if there is a threat within eyeshot (be it male or female - the male being a threat to you, and vice versa) then you would notice I will touch you or look directly at you and smile or just SOMETHING to show contentment/happiness. Love. Adoration. Something observable. And positive.   It is NOT that any of this is FAKED. It is just something I notice I have always done to make a man feel wanted and to cater to something so far out of the realm of what most men would even consider, yet it can be noticeable to them on a very basic level. Even if they cannot quite put a finger on why they like being in public with me. I do not do this because I am insecure. Just the opposite, actually. But I do this. I always have and when I noticed a long time ago that I did this, I decided it was good to do this - because I wanted to. And it served a purpose. Now what I usually forget is that men do not consider these things. So yesterday, when you were gawking at the girl for FAR TOO LONG in my presence (whatever reason you may have had, enter it here) it made ME look bad to someone who may have been observing us. Yes, even if no one was looking. I do all of this subconsciously. It said to the observer, "That girl is with him but he is not with her." So while I was not JEALOUS of her, I think it explains what actually happened. To me. When you did that. I mentioned "Talk about disrespectful" at the time. This is what I meant. I hope that clears things up a bit.

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I remember where I was when I first saw two men kissing. Do you?

Oh! I was grinning! It was 1989 and night time and I had recently arrived in Los Angeles. I was working at Tower Records at 8801 Sunset Blvd. I was standing on the side of the building (red arrow) and admiring the art work that hung from the building. I did that a lot.

I had turned my head right (nice, huh?) and they were walking towards me. Two beautiful men and they decided to kiss as they walked down Sunset holding hands. I just watched them, grinning. One of them winked at me. Pretty sure. Happy to not be judged by this fresh-from-Ohio girl standing in LA where EVERYTHING was different.

I also remember when Boy George won a Grammy in the 80's and said something about being a "drag queen" during his acceptance.

I ran into the room where I knew I would find my mother and asked her, "Mom? What is a Drag Queen?"

(My mom was my Wikipedia back in the day, and then even when Wikipedia was available, I would still ask her most things. GOSH I MISS HER)

Anyway, she grinned and asked why I was asking and I told her. She then went on to tell me (still grinning) all of the great times she had watching the female impersonators in Vegas. She told me what a drag queen was in a positive way. Grinning.

It makes me sad what happened in Orlando. This is my contribution.

Also. I now want to attend a GAY PRIDE day or whatever. So there! Mr. Shooter Guy.

(Until now, I shared this story with one person. Markie Lindemulder. The first boy I ever kissed. Oh how I loved him! He is now the most beautiful CD I ever kissed and from what I hear, a HELLOVA DJ at Trax Denver. <3 )

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Countdown to #BrookylBowl 

SET LIST  Happy Camper Tour?

Intro To Anxiety

Remind Me Of

No Faith in Brooklyn

High Again

Movie

Eighteen Cool

Are U Having Any Fun?

Small Town

Two Lips / Casanova

*Cake Boy

Act My Age

Let It All Work Out

Surprise Party

Champagne and Pools

All About It

So Close To Happiness

King To Me

Encore: No Interruption

*I asked Siri what kind of CAKE to bring to a Hoodie Allen event. 

@ctznx : cleverly disguised as a responsible adult. 

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The FIRST catfish.  https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kaycee_Nicole

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So this was the first time I saw Hoodie Allen. “Stay With Me, You Are The Best I Ever Had” ... and this is how it happens. The LOVE. I learned of Kina because of diggnation #131 when she did the “Gotta Digg” song. I loved me some digg back in the day. Me, zaibatsu and MrBabyMan.... we ran the information that made viral internet stories.  And this cute girl DID A SONG all about it!

... and I voted for her EVERY DAY in the Crash the superbowl contest. SHE WON!  OH THOSE WERE THE DAYS! So I kept up with her. Bought all of her CDs and fell in love enough to travel up to 6 hours to see her. TWICE. If she was near, I was there.  In North Carolina she called me up on stage. To sing with her.  So YEAH it all comes to fruition.  And it WILL. With Hoodie. OH IT WILL.  Taco boy shirt. Hahaha. I asked her about this crazy BUTTONED UP shirt he wore in the video. There were some Kina fans standing behind me. I got a few high-fives. Everyone loved Hoodie Allen, it seemed.  Well Alright.  So they nailed this cover and I seeked out the white boy rapper that looked a bit white-collar with his big white teeth. I bought all of his Cds too. And then I listened to them.  And I was CRACKING UP -- he’s so funny. My new eminem.  Then I left my husband of 20+ years and I found his CDs as a backdrop to my newly single days (NO INTERRUPTION becoming my theme song as I lost my mind as I dated using the APPS-nerdgirl) and all of the trouble and fun I had with his lyrics in the back of my mind... cause People Keep Talking.  I CANNOT WAIT to see him on FEB 12th!!! I’m kinda thinking about ways I can make it a welcoming experience for him and the background shit I can pull off when he hits the Vegas Brooklyn Bowl a nice small venue. 

In the meantime, I am tweeting him EVERYDAY.  Every fucking day until he KNOWS CitizenX. Knows. Acknowledge. Recognize. 

I have just TWO artists in my car.  Kina and Hoodie They are all I need.  I THANKED Kina for doing the crazy cool video with him.  For the introduction.  I know she collaborates a lot .. but this kid stuck out. AND  I GET TO SEE HIM! LIVE! SQUEE!!! ~CitizenX

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Today was a difficult day. The life that I live and every single instance of my past reached out and came to me full blown on an exam table this morning as I laid on my left side comfortable, but getting biopsied. A few years ago there was a definite time that I did not want to live. I had come to assume what I had accomplished so far was what I had come to do here on this Earth. I was accepting of the fact. It was astounding x2 what I had made of my first 20 years as an adult:

I had touched many lives positively. And as many as I could after the advent of the internet in as many ways I could find. I was a support system for many voices. I was appreciated and adored and loved. Worldwide. I raised two outstanding children against the odds of modern belief. Deliberately. Swiftly.

Sided up next to a great man who was a ROCK when our life was in troughs and continued to hold me tight when life was in it’s peaks.  

Insurmountable love.

But I was not thriving in the relationship. It had it’s own set of problems that I had to address. But until I did, I was depressed. No anticipated future. Detained.  Decelerated.

This situation had me in a failure to thrive and I witnessed it, looking in at myself. Knowing I had to do something to change this path.

Something. Anything. So I did.

But not before I did some damage to myself. And I knew when I was doing the damage to myself. I saw what I was doing. I regretted what I was doing. I knew that someday I would be happy again and all of this that I was doing? .... I would regret it. Predictions. But I did not care at that moment.

And as I sit here, those moments of despair were so strongly imprinted in my brain that I can sit here today and rationalize and say YES this is what I had to do at the time to keep me alive to today. To get here, The flip side.

No regrets. Nope. Not here. Not ever. So there is THAT to consider in the big picture of things that make up my life. Even when I was at my worst I knew I had to for self-preservation, just to get here..

Here!

Oh and the army of people it took!

To pick me up and brush me off. To understand and listen and to help me pull me along the way to where I am today. To confide in THEIR VERY OWN deepest darkest failures and to finally feel NOT SO DAMN ALONE in this world.To show me my VALUE when I saw none.

ALL OF THEM SAVED ME: EVERY. SINGLE. ONE was part of the well-tuned orchestra that enabled me to thrive once again.

“Shake the jar of life...”

I still find myself telling this to others. Do something DIFFERENT. Unexpected and Radical! Watch what happens! Enjoy watching it unfold.

What is here?

Oh dear!

Here

makes all of my past come to fruition.

Here is passion for my future. Here is seeing him look at me with a raised eyebrow and know. Here is driving down the street noticing you have a paper heart in your wiper. Here is experiencing new tastes. New smells. New cities, new traditions, new avenues in life. Here is pillow talk that sparks your brain and challenges and how your face changes when you lay your eyes. Here is seeing my parent’s face light up when I walk through their door. Here is talking with my father in ways I wish for all daughters. Here is showing up with iced coffee and late night movies with deplorable content. Here is hugging and kissing family and toasts that make me smile so hard my face hurts.

Here is lights. Twinkly lights and mountains in the backdrop.

But mostly,

here

is a reason to wake up every day early. Smiling. Anticipating what is next.

So I am here. On an exam table. Biopsy.

Ohhh and I did that good cry.The one that all the pretty girls can do? You know where you are not snotting, your torso is not convulsing, but you have that ONE TEAR stream down your cheek?

(And in my case, sideways, since I was laying on my left side)

But that was my fruition moment. Where every single instance of my past reached out and came to me full blown on an exam table this morning as I laid on my left side comfortable, but getting biopsied. Everything that I had done and was about to do was IN THAT MOMENT. With tinkly music on the speakers to calm me. Nice. 

And it may be nothing. But when she saw it she pulled in 2 doctors just to see it. Gosh I knew it was bad. I did. But my hands were tied. I did what I could until I could do something more. And there I was today. Doing something more.

And I am currently waiting on a callback to schedule a chest X-Ray. And a Mammogram and a CT and an Ultrasound. And the reasons for each could all be tied together.

OR. It could be nothing at all.

Still, I sit here.

And here is where I want to be. Whatever the outcome, I will sit here. Smiling and grinning. Enjoying every moment. Our moments.I would not have it any other way. I am THANKFUL. BLESSED. HAPPY.

Thinking positive. Knowing in my heart what I know to be true and that everything is going to be just fine.

Have faith, I say to him. HAVE FAITH!

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THIS. Standing in the footprints of WTC 1(North) and 2(South) Never thinking I would be standing in that same spot. Remembering.. Where were you? I was raising children and watching the Today show. And when I saw the initial cut to BREAKING NEWS, my mouth was agape. But I had the sense to run to my computer ...... still having the TV within view. DialUp internet. Remember that? And I went to Metafilter. My text based goodness. And it still bothers me that some do not know about metafilter. It is a cornerstone of the internet. And on THIS DAY: (http://www.metafilter.com/10034/Plane-crashes-in-to-the-word-trade-center) The hive-mind played it's part WELL. And posting it now, you will never understand how much I appreciated hitting refresh on that page of the world wide web and finding new comments from people on the ground. New Yorkers. AS IT UNFOLDED. Now.... THIS WAS WAAAAY BEFORE TWITTER (... but I use this event as my first glimpse into what the internet would someday become as it grew into something more useful.) So I would hit refresh on that metafilter page and I would see the citizen journalism coming in...and the comments growing... and I fell in love with the internet. HARD. Again. Standing where the buildings once stood was... overwhelming. The trees were blazing with color. This PLACE meant so much to me. Not only the lives lost and the aftermath and NY being friendly again, but the nerd geek internet aspect of it all and I found myself right back on Cone Street. Using the internet to keep up and finding it more accurate than the news channel I was watching. It was not until VERY recently that I saw video footage of NYers jumping and falling from the buildings. OH I LOOKED FOR THEM but could never find them. (And I kinda liked that) But I had watched those videos right before my visit. I thought of them. Of all names chiseled in the wall in order by floor and building. And the babies who never knew their Fathers. Everything. And there I was. IN THAT SPOT. It was the only video I took in NY. The water spilling into the hole. The sound it made. And the many races of people that were present. I needed to capture. The song I used for the video is called, "Then I Woke Up" by Rob Costlow.

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How Did I MISS THIS???!

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Technology

"Children will find the home terminal an immeasurable asset in doing homework. Indeed the child of 1990 will find it impossible to conceive how the older generation managed to get through school without the help of a computer. After he or she completes all homework assignments, the computer terminal can serve as a major resource for recreation. Not only will the computer play a wide variety of games with the user but it can monitor multiperson games with each player sitting in his own home. It can deal cards or set up chess boards or enforce the rules of Monopoly. By that time, not only will two children in different homes be able to quarterback opposing football teams, but with televisionlike display terminals it should be possible to show simulated action so that the `quarterback' feels that he is in the midst of huddle and sees what actually takes place." --John G. Kemeny, Man and the Computer (1972)

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Grover the Waiter, or, why does he keep going to that restaurant: The Little And Big Hamburgers Dancing and Spanish Sandwich Like The Picture Some classic Ernie & Bert: Fishing Purple Hand Radio...

Grover the Waiter, or, why does he keep going to that restaurant:

The Little And Big Hamburgers

Dancing and Spanish

Sandwich Like The Picture

Some classic Ernie & Bert:

Fishing

Purple Hand

Radio and Band

And...

MORE....

Grover the Waiter & Mr. Johnson

Waiter's Memory

Poached Eggs On Toast

Back and Front

What To Bring Next?

A different waiter

Rhyming Day

Out Of Food

First, Next and Last

Alphabet Soup

Cheerfully Changed

More Spaghetti

Windy Day

At The Airport

Fast Food

Delivering Pizza

Chicken

Coffee

Concessions At The Movies

Singing Telegram

Exercise Instructor

Christmas Trees

Outrageous Makeover

Wigs (at a retrospective?)

Spider Monster

Charlie's Russian Restaurant (from 2006!)

Waiter Grover extras

Bringing hot dogs to The Count (With creepy hypnotizing early Count!)

Pizzaria Dos (Without Grover this time!)

The saga of Mr. Johnson's alter ego, Simon Soundman: Waiter Grover & Simon Soundman

Simon Soundman at the music store

Simon & the Colonel

Simon & Ernie

Bert & Ernie

Early

The first Ernie & Bert sketch

Early Sketches

Nose Snatcher

Banana Phone

2 Noses

Ernie's Barber Shop

Later

Bust

Face

Sneeze

Fan

Quiet

Story

Shopping List

Exercises

New Phone

Scaring

Cold

Window

Bath Preparation

Back From Camp

Angry

Ernie's Presence

Banana

Hat

Drums

More Drums

TV Chair

Where's Bert?

Bert's Twin Brother, Bart

Bert's Nephew, Brad

Bottlecaps

Disguises

Surprise Present

Rain

Feeling Good and Bad

Opposite

Important Note

Radio Knob

Sick

Doctor

Guessing Game

Movies: Tall Hat

Movies: Noise

Pyramid

Recent

Guess What's Next

Ding Along Song

Heavy and Light

Ernie & Bert At Bedtime

Cookies In Bed

Thirsty

Counting Things To Sleep

Water Dripping

Roles Switch

Mistaken Identity

Imagining The Park

Ernie Reminds Himself

Other Shoe

Waking Bert

Dancing

Wubba Wubba

Lullaby

Watching Bert Sleep

...and...

Things That I Remember

Ernie & the Cookie Monster

(Calling him "the" Cookie Monster is a silly affectation of mine.)

Ernie, Cupcakes, and the Cookie Monster

Ernie, Cookie Time, and You-Know-Who

Doctor Monster

Zero Cookies

Pairs

Counting Apples

All, Some and None

Pillow

Eggs & Cookies

Utensils

Telephone

Ernie and the Cookie Bunny

With Bert

And a few miscellaneous extras

Do De Duckie

Ernie's X

Bert's Blanket

Ernie Pretends Bert's Home

Lost Rubber Duckie, with Oscar

Gadget, with Grover

Kermit's 'What Happens Next' Machine

Buy An Eight

Buy An 'O'

Ice Cream Cone

The Cookie Monster's Surprising Talent

Kermit's Mystery Box, with the Melodramatic Cookie Monster

Kermit, the Cookie Monster, and 'B'

News Flash: First Day Of School

The Cookie Monster's First Cookie

Telly & The Cookie Monster

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FURTHER EVIDENCE THAT YOUTUBE HOLDS USEFUL INFORMATION AND IS MORE THAN A RESOURCE FOR LAUGHING BABIES AND CUTE DOGGIES ( YES another nerd post)

I LEARNED A NEW TRICK!*

Jared's 5 year-old hard drive was dying a nice slow death. Crystal Disk Info (a program that tests your hard drive's health) even agreed. He was getting blue screens of death every once in a while because of this.

Being a nerd girl, I ensured he had his files backed up. (He uses BackBlaze-unlimited and backs up his entire C drive.)

We ensured his files were there and then we tested the backup by downloading and then accessing the backups. He bought a new hard drive off of newegg at my prompting.

The new hard drive sat there a week or two. He was nervous. And I do not blame him. I understand how scary this can be. Installing Windows fresh. Wanting your THINGS to just be where you expect them to be on your computer. And having a GIRL do it. SMH.

HERE IS WHERE IT GOT TRICKY: I had a Windows 7 Pro 64-bit install disk. He had Windows 7 Home Premium 64-bit installed and had a Dell with a Windows Product Key for the Home version.

Thinking I know every flocking thing, I started installing Windows7 using the PRO disk. When it came to putting in the windows product key (To validate Windows on his computer) I received an error that said, "Windows key does not match current Windows SKU"

--- HOW RUDE! I was told that your key determined which version of Windows was installed. That all versions were available on the Windows disk.

I do not take NO for an answer. There HAD to be a way to DO this. And this is where I learn.*

THERE IS ONE FILE THAT YOU HAVE TO REMOVE IN THE ISO (the file that you burn to DVD that installs Windows) that prevents this from happening. If you remove this EI.CFG file and then reburn the DVD you get a Universal Edition of Windows 7. Why? Because that annoying tiny file creates that "check point" in the install process. If you remove it, it will ask you WHICH VERSION of Windows you want to install.

A whole new pretty screen in the install process that made me giggle when I saw it:

That means the product key (and the version of Windows it is tied to) DOES NOT MATTER. You can pick and choose your version. Throw any product key in (ahem a VALID ONE) and it will just work.

I had the removal tool after some internet sleuthing. Then I came across this video that explained how to use the removal tool that removed that ONE DAMN FILE that would allow me to reinstall Windows Home Premium (Jared's Version) with a Windows 7 Pro installer. (I tried iso editors.. um NO)

I just wanted to double check that I was using it properly. There are a few videos out there explaining the process but this was the first one that made sense and did not have annoying background music (best practices, people) https://youtu.be/n_2C7LCSR5g

So Windows 7 Home Premium is NOW INSTALLED on Jared's new hard drive. I've used ninite.com to grab the necessities required of a new install of the operating system.

I am patiently waiting for his backblaze backups to go to his email so I can install them and PUT EVERYTHING BACK WHEN HE CAN FIND THINGS ie restore his environment. Make him happy. Maybe get a hug. Or a high-five. He is now ready for Windows 10 on the new terabyte hard drive.  ... if he decides to take the plunge

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My son Zane visits me and his Grandfather in Las Vegas!