hi.
After driving around for a few hours in the heat, here are the remarks I scrawled on my notebook (Ha Ha, Im just like Ernest Hemingway except my last name's not Hemingway; okay there are lots of other reasons Im not like him but he used to carry around a notebook): It's so hot it's stifling hot.
Grubby, baking heat.
So hot it's baking into my skin!!
Lots of sad, sad, grumpy Dallas people--this is nothing new. (This is what I witnessed; as always with my blog posts, take it or leave it).
I stopped at St. Monica church for something else and then was blessed by holy water (that I took).
Have to go for now.
I leave you with the question: Where's the Beef?? If you do not remember this commercial oh well.
Alice
xoxo
Monday, June 22, 2009
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Will Do a Post Soon
Hey, Robin (loyal commenter):
If you post your address I will send you your prize.
I will do a post soon. Until then, have a Super Chillsauce day. I like a song by Pink, I think it is called, "This Party's Over." Funny, she is usually singing about Getting the Party Started.
Chillax, xo.
alice
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If you post your address I will send you your prize.
I will do a post soon. Until then, have a Super Chillsauce day. I like a song by Pink, I think it is called, "This Party's Over." Funny, she is usually singing about Getting the Party Started.
Chillax, xo.
alice
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Monday, June 8, 2009
Here it is y'all. That's with a Texas Accent.
Hi,
I went to ride with an ambulance on Sat. I was shadowing them bc I might want to actually do this for a living (be an EMT or a paramedic). The shift was from 11:45 to 3 a.m. I went with Fire Station 41 in Dallas.
I was riding with 2 nice paramedics, who shall remain nameless. Our first call came about 6:50 p.m. When we went to an assisted living home, there was a 90-year-old man complaining of feeling weak. Even though he was o.k. we took him to a hospital anyway. His wife, also a Nonegenarian asked immediately if I was a "Little Fireman Girl." I said no, I was a "Paramedic Girl!"
The call was not that exciting.
The second call came in right after that. At a local nursing home (which shall remain nameless), a 91-year-old woman had been threatening to kill people with her walker. She fell and hit her head on the floor. The paramedic bandaged up her head nicely and right after, she reached up and took off the bandage swiftly. The other residents of the nursing home were watching nonchalantly. One woman was sitting nearby, and looked really curious and scared of the commotion all at the same time. A man was humming or talking to himself, I couldn't tell but I think he was humming.
The Nameless Patient's eyes were puffy and she was really frail. On the way to the hospital, she was holding my hands and every now and then she would hold them really, really tightly.
The last call was a minor accident. Also not too exciting. From 12:30 to 3 a.m. I read, then slept on a high bed in a tiny little Cubicle Bedroom where the firemen sleep. There was a tiny lamp in the "room" and a chair and a piece of wood that could be called a desk, but that was it.
Conversation at Texas Workforce Solutions Today:
Me: I want to speak to an Employment Specialist.
Girl at Texas Workforce Solutions (GATWS): Ok, in regards TO?
Pause.
Me: Looking for a job.
Pause.
Me: Isn't that what most people come to an EMPLOYMENT SPECIALIST for?
GATWS: No, some people are coming because they are looking to gain skills they do not already have.
Ok, pardon my ignorance but I assumed anyone wanting to speak to an Employment Specialist is doing so bc they need a job really, really bad.
In honor of InStyle Magazine, who just did a poll on What is Sexy in 2009, I am asking these questions (The FIRST PERSON to comment will receive an old copy of InStyle or Allure Magazine): What is Sexier, SUBWAY or Schlotzsky's?
What is Sexier, wearing a skirt or a dress?
What is Sexier, drinking milk through a straw or demurely sipping tea?
Who is Sexier, Johnny Depp or New Kids on The Block?
And we all know which blog is the sexiest.
Peace,
Alice
b.b.b.
I went to ride with an ambulance on Sat. I was shadowing them bc I might want to actually do this for a living (be an EMT or a paramedic). The shift was from 11:45 to 3 a.m. I went with Fire Station 41 in Dallas.
I was riding with 2 nice paramedics, who shall remain nameless. Our first call came about 6:50 p.m. When we went to an assisted living home, there was a 90-year-old man complaining of feeling weak. Even though he was o.k. we took him to a hospital anyway. His wife, also a Nonegenarian asked immediately if I was a "Little Fireman Girl." I said no, I was a "Paramedic Girl!"
The call was not that exciting.
The second call came in right after that. At a local nursing home (which shall remain nameless), a 91-year-old woman had been threatening to kill people with her walker. She fell and hit her head on the floor. The paramedic bandaged up her head nicely and right after, she reached up and took off the bandage swiftly. The other residents of the nursing home were watching nonchalantly. One woman was sitting nearby, and looked really curious and scared of the commotion all at the same time. A man was humming or talking to himself, I couldn't tell but I think he was humming.
The Nameless Patient's eyes were puffy and she was really frail. On the way to the hospital, she was holding my hands and every now and then she would hold them really, really tightly.
The last call was a minor accident. Also not too exciting. From 12:30 to 3 a.m. I read, then slept on a high bed in a tiny little Cubicle Bedroom where the firemen sleep. There was a tiny lamp in the "room" and a chair and a piece of wood that could be called a desk, but that was it.
Conversation at Texas Workforce Solutions Today:
Me: I want to speak to an Employment Specialist.
Girl at Texas Workforce Solutions (GATWS): Ok, in regards TO?
Pause.
Me: Looking for a job.
Pause.
Me: Isn't that what most people come to an EMPLOYMENT SPECIALIST for?
GATWS: No, some people are coming because they are looking to gain skills they do not already have.
Ok, pardon my ignorance but I assumed anyone wanting to speak to an Employment Specialist is doing so bc they need a job really, really bad.
In honor of InStyle Magazine, who just did a poll on What is Sexy in 2009, I am asking these questions (The FIRST PERSON to comment will receive an old copy of InStyle or Allure Magazine): What is Sexier, SUBWAY or Schlotzsky's?
What is Sexier, wearing a skirt or a dress?
What is Sexier, drinking milk through a straw or demurely sipping tea?
Who is Sexier, Johnny Depp or New Kids on The Block?
And we all know which blog is the sexiest.
Peace,
Alice
b.b.b.
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
A Gray, Balmy Day. I dare you to try to stop reading.
Hi:
A gray, balmy day was the setting for my day. i went to toastmasters and saw the obnoxious waitress who calls everyone sugar and sugar pie. I went to a gas station on the way to the Texas Workforce Commission. Saw some Molly Maid cars at the gas station (it was a Valero gas station) and was briefly jealous bc those maids have jobs. Went to the dentist, and the dental hygenist thought my bracelet with small pictures of Jesus and the Pope (and other nice images) was "Sweet." Dentist was expensive. Went to get some frozen yogurt (New York Cheesecake) and I said to myself that was my treat for the day. Also was expensive. I should have gotten a Slurpee. I saw a hippie guy at the Preston and Royal Shopping Center that I've seen a couple of other times in the area. He has blond dreadlocks and is kind of tall. Hey, hippie guy who hangs out near Preston and Royal, what is your name?????????????????? question mark overkill. One time I saw him walking, and he walked by some restaurant employees who were standing outside. The restaurant employees called him a "Damn Hippie" under their breath. Yes, I am very observant.
Trying to inject some Economic Stimulus into my life.
The sticky, hot, Posh frozen yogurt, hippie-spotting, kids on bikes day draws to a close.
See ya later, Sugar.
I've been watching the show I'm a Celebrity, Get Me Out of Here, Sugar.
Alice
A gray, balmy day was the setting for my day. i went to toastmasters and saw the obnoxious waitress who calls everyone sugar and sugar pie. I went to a gas station on the way to the Texas Workforce Commission. Saw some Molly Maid cars at the gas station (it was a Valero gas station) and was briefly jealous bc those maids have jobs. Went to the dentist, and the dental hygenist thought my bracelet with small pictures of Jesus and the Pope (and other nice images) was "Sweet." Dentist was expensive. Went to get some frozen yogurt (New York Cheesecake) and I said to myself that was my treat for the day. Also was expensive. I should have gotten a Slurpee. I saw a hippie guy at the Preston and Royal Shopping Center that I've seen a couple of other times in the area. He has blond dreadlocks and is kind of tall. Hey, hippie guy who hangs out near Preston and Royal, what is your name?????????????????? question mark overkill. One time I saw him walking, and he walked by some restaurant employees who were standing outside. The restaurant employees called him a "Damn Hippie" under their breath. Yes, I am very observant.
Trying to inject some Economic Stimulus into my life.
The sticky, hot, Posh frozen yogurt, hippie-spotting, kids on bikes day draws to a close.
See ya later, Sugar.
I've been watching the show I'm a Celebrity, Get Me Out of Here, Sugar.
Alice
Monday, June 1, 2009
hi loyal readers
Hi Loyal readers:
Will do a post soon. I went to Walgreens and got a Re-usable bag, and I did not realize until I got home that it says, "Go Green, I Did!" Yay, I guess. So now I have to remember the bag everytime I go to WALGREEN'S even just to buy a drink. Hopefully the earth will be thankful!!
To Susan Boyle: I hope that you feel better soon. Since I can only think of Scottish phrases from Trainspotting I will not tell you any encouraging Scottish words right now.
Um, don't do drugs.
Peace.
Alice
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Will do a post soon. I went to Walgreens and got a Re-usable bag, and I did not realize until I got home that it says, "Go Green, I Did!" Yay, I guess. So now I have to remember the bag everytime I go to WALGREEN'S even just to buy a drink. Hopefully the earth will be thankful!!
To Susan Boyle: I hope that you feel better soon. Since I can only think of Scottish phrases from Trainspotting I will not tell you any encouraging Scottish words right now.
Um, don't do drugs.
Peace.
Alice
bbb
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