If You Are Debating Between This Blog Post, And Another Blog Post, Read This One

Of course you should always read my blog over any other.
That is my explanation for the above statement, and title of this blog post.

I am dividing the blog into two main subjects of interest. (These are only Guidelines!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) Exclamation mark overkill. You may proceed to the area that most interests you:

I. Traveling Milk For Babies
and

II. What I am Worrying About
In the interest of Me Wanting to Eat, I will keep everything as short (succinct) as possible:
I. Traveling Milk for Babies.
I was in Saint Monica church in Dallas earlier today. It was an afternoon mass. I sat near the back so as to make a Quick-As-Lightning escape just in case I became severely disillusioned or bored.
As I casually glanced to the left, I saw a chubby baby in a stroller, about nine months old. I observed that the boy was not crying and how patient he seemed to be. Soon after, I noticed the back of his stroller. The baby had a BACKPACK OF TRAVELING MILK with him. I was ... ALMOST JEALOUS. I have never seen this, ever...
The backpack had a straw that led to the baby's mouth so he could take a drink of milk whenever he pleased. The infant's very chubby mother seemed to think this was nothing new. Yes, dear readers, I did stare for a few seconds at the BACKPACK OF TRAVELING MILK. While not the most exciting thing in the world, the BACKPACK OF TRAVELING MILK seemed to make the baby happy, and said luggage certainly made my church trip more exciting.

II. What I am Worrying About

For those poor souls who skipped to this portion, the only, singular thing I am worrying about is ... How Can I Choose A Retail Electric Provider?????????????????????????????????????????
Question mark overkill.
(I got this from an Oncor advertisement).


Other than that, in my life I am reading about Patient assessment and listening to the BBC News at night.

Good luck choosing an electric provider and also the proper detergent,

love

Alice
blogging brunette bombshell ( I am tired of this phrase ... but using it anyway for now).

made you look !

Gentle Readers:

Here are the facts. Just the facts:

When outside of the homeless shelter today (The bridge), there was a woman (description: maybe in her 50s, wearing a white low-cut T-shirt, very skinny and missing some teeth).

She said she needed to "go to the bank" (I don't know which bank) and to "get some warm clothes." When I gave her the remains of a cheese omelette with a plastic fork to eat it with (I do not carry cheese omelettes around on a regular basis. Just had one with me from earlier), she said: "Girlfriend, I done died and went to heaven!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" (exclamation mark overload).

I am writing this briefly, so you will get a quick synopsis.
I'll do another post soon.
Go collect something, or SOMEONE you love.
love,
Alice

New Tantalizing Post

Hi,
I will do a post soon...

I was able to see The Karate Kid (with Jaden Smith, and Jackie Chan). During the beginning of the movie (and, some of the rest of the movie) I became exhausted with watching Jaden Smith pretend to be a sad, lonely child who has just moved to China.

I enjoyed the Detroit, MI scenes at the beginning of the movie ... but how many kids from Detroit really move to Beijing?

Enough anti-Jaden Smith rambling.

adios, Gentle Readers,
Alice

scarily exciting new picture

The above picture was taken of the snow in Dallas, TX, in Feb. 2010.


love,
alice

Go Paperless. Or, go braless. Paperless, Braless, What's the Difference?

Dear Readers:

As usual this post will be a compendium of random thoughts.

I will try to provide some guidance so that you don't say, "W.T.F.," but if the Guidance isn't enough, then you are left to navigate the blog and post with your Expert Cyberspace Skills only. Feel free to leave any comment you want. Whoa, but don't overload the server, now.

Why is everyone telling me to go paperless? I am a big proponent of the environment and I understand that it saves trees (I do try to go paperless when possible). In general, people should go paperless when they can.
But ...
I refuse to stop buying books or carry all of my books on an electronic device (like a Kindle or E-reader), just so I can "go paperless." ( I saw an ad that touted this advantage the other day, that is what sparked this thought ). I'm not against the Kindle, just do not want one right now.
I am tired of seeing "go paperless" constantly. Also, if there was no paper and no use for it any more, wouldn't we have too many trees? Now, gentle readers, that's a dilemma.
I prefer to go braless. Not REALLY, but I wanted to write that.

The other day I spoke to a homeless man (near Harry Hines Blvd. and Mockingbird in Dallas) (maybe in his early 50s, with a sad look in his eye, and a very colorful T-shirt ) who, after I gave him a dollar, told me: "my foot is so swollen," (I am not sure what was wrong with his foot) and "my dog just had babies." We didn't have much time to chat, so I was left to ponder, where does he keep his dog? In the homeless dog shelter?
And, how can he afford a dog? I'll have to ask when I'm not stopped at a stoplight.

Delicious CD / song you've been waiting for, but were afraid to ask:

Get the 3 oh! 3 album, Streets of Gold. (Okay, it's a little teenage-ish, are you surprised????????????????????????????? question mark overload) A good song on there is My First Kiss (duet with Kesha, or... if you prefer... Ke$ha). This album just came out in June. The group is from Boulder, Colorado, and basically they are white boys who rap and sing. Here is a link for you: 3Oh!3, from wikipedia.

I am working on changing the layout of the blog, so don't be surprised if you see future changes.

Okay, gotta go before I over use the bold symbol, Gentle Readers,

love,
Alice

ndh

Hi. Fresh Post Coming Up

I
will
do
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soon.


When I was in Chick Fil A earlier, I ordered a Peach Milkshake. The cashier took a long time making my milkshake, leading me to wonder ... Did they run out of peaches? Then: Maybe Georgia ran out of peaches and could not ship them to Texas. Maybe the whole world ran out of peaches.
Then, the friendly chick fil a worker returned with my shake. He said he had to open a new batch of peach flavoring.

Okay, so no one ran out of peaches. Or any other fruit.
My
bad.

I have been meaning to post more on my blog, just haven't had the chance.

Do check out the Metric CD. It is called "Fantasies" and has the song, "Gold, Guns, Girls," on it. (Sort of rock and 80s music all at once). I think it is from 2009.
Um, peace, love, and all that goes with it.

I would say happy fourth but I am not feeling patriotic.

Love,
Alice

North Dallas Homegirl Is On A Roll

Readers:

Okay, writing this blog post fast, and I would like to title it, "Random Things That Have Happened -- The Randomer The Better." Even though I may only write about one random thing (not plural), please don't critique!

Today I was in the Chase Building near the UT-Southwestern Campus waiting for a meeting to decide whether I would be able to re-take an EMT class.

I was sitting in the "Food Court" (hardly a food court). Apparently my seating location was in close proximity to a shortcut to the main aisle. While I was studying, at least a dozen mall-walkers (really, Office-Walkers) cut through the handy little shortcut. Probably, today I saw more indoor-office-exercisers than I have ever seen in my life. By the tenth one, I wanted to throw something at them. Alas, I did not have any tomatoes, only chocolate chip cookies that I did not want to throw.

Reading about front-impact Motor Vehicle Collisions. So titillating.

alice
xo

Can't Think Of Anything Mind Blowing To Write Here

hi Gentle Readers:

I was at the homeless shelter today (the Bridge on Corsicana Street in downtown Dallas), volunteering. While I was standing near the librarian's desk, a man (maybe in his mid-60s, with gray hair, wearing a striped shirt) came up to the desk. This is what transpired:
Curious Man: How many days is it until the 24th?
Me: What?
Curious Man: How many days is it until the 24th?
Me: (Looking at the calendar on my phone) It's 12 days until the 24th.
Curious Man: 12 days?
Me: Yes, 12 days. (Now the curious man started to look very disappointed).
Me: Why, what happens on the 24th?
Curious Man (walking out of the library): I get my check !!
After this: I stared at the back of the curious man, envisioning him wiling away the hours until the blissful 24th of June.
A friend told me about the band The National. No, I have not listened to a single song on any of their albums yet, but that does not mean you should not visit them on Wikipedia (they are from Cincinnati, Ohio): www.wikipedia.org/thenational
Other than that, the latest update: only recent occurrence bugging me is encountering babyish-acting people. I'm not sure if this expresses it enough. I will try to express this sentiment better next time.
Go and ride a bike. Or, pick a flower.

It's up to you, damnit! I'm just the innocent blogger.

Peace,

Alice