For That Todd

Mostly just for the Numb3rs (and Jenny)

'Cause I know how much y'all like looking at my brother. HEE!

The Fig and The Father are in Torrey Pines, California volunteering at the U.S. Open last week and today. I have a couple of pictures so you can see how happy golf and sun make my male family members. (OMG, my brother is getting so skinny! Bastard.)

You can see a whole bunch more updates on The Father's site --http://www.majormike.net/ -- if you like! They get home early tomorrow morning, and there will be lots more pictures, then. If you're as into golf as they are, you'll love those. I think they saw everyone who's anyone in that world!

Yay for David and Dadness.

And here is the Dadness: (I don't know what happned to him when I posted this originally.)

Wellcommz to mah whirled

more cat pictures

BWAHAHAHAH!!!

What Beth said...

Go look at her blog entry today by clicking HERE. So, first, if you're 13 or you've ever been 13, you know that your parents' JOB is to make you feel embarrassed. Additionally, it was your (and my) job to be inconsolable, dramatic, and fatalistic, thereby annoying your parents 24/7 for approximately seven consecutive years.

Surely Stanley Burt Eisen doesn't think he's any different, as Beth said. Especially when he looks like this (scroll down).







Wait for it...

GAH!!! I'm scared.

Just remembered!

Another one of those things that got caught in my thoughts? EVA LONGORIA. Maybe my head just likes women with three-letter first names. Also, this site cracks me the hell up! If you've never been to Fug, go now. You will not be sorry.

Happy Wednesday!

Happy Birthday, Allie!

Fried chicken, country ham, it's your birthday, HOT DAMN!

Parce que je suis une donateur

Excessive Rumination

As it turns out, "excessive rumination" is a symptom of major depressive disorder (MDD). Other symptoms are uncontrollable crying, nausea/vomiting, anxiousness, inappropriate guilt, and other symptoms that masquerade in the mind of the depressed person as character weaknesses. So, not only does one feel like crap if one has MDD, but one also thinks "I know I should be able get over this," while trying very, very hard to get out of bed without crying or throwing up. Good times. Good times.

I have had three major episodes and probably five minor episodes of MDD over the last 15 years. In my case, it's pretty well controlled by talk therapy and medication.

My point, and I do have one, is that there are some funny-ass things about this disorder. Which brings me to excessive rumination. This symptom isn't very cute while you're going through it, but afterward, it's hilarious. You know how you can get a song stuck in your head, and it doesn't go away for HOURS, or maybe DAYS??? That's an example of excessive rumination.

The following is a list of thoughts that I've had, while feeling like serious crap, that just kept running and running running and running running and running through my tired lil' haid. Thank God this doesn't happen often! (My notes in italics.)

• Pia Zadora -wtf?
• 7:48 -A time of day. Are you kidding?
• Who got the love, who got the fresh-e-freshy? Who got the only sweetest thing in the world? -This was SHEER horror at the time. Damn Everlast.
• Pregnancy test -Though, at the time, I had never had sex.
• Bop bop bop -What am I, Barney?
• Tuna fisheries -Tuna. Fisheries.
• Wee willie wonka -Who wouldn't think of this repeatedly?
• Burt Bacharach -Hee!
• Taxpayer's remorse -We all have it; why not ruminate about it?

Please enjoy these ridiculous things with me now that I feel fantastic and am not being repeatedly tormented by Pia Zadora. The bitch.

A month ago

Good. damn. day.

Pony! Poni! Pone!