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Hey You, I Think You’re Fly

People get down. People get irrational thoughts when they are down. People either break, or get through it. This weekend I thought a lot about two people. Tracy Fulks and Wayne. They both have overcome some things that are pretty much equivalent to that asteroid Bruce Willis had to blow up. I will stay firm in my belief that this is why the world didn’t end. Owe you one, Bruce. Anyway, I just wanted to recognize that there are some strong people around here. I look up to those people. Thinking about their battles and triumphs stops me when I begin to sulk over the petty.

Wayne gave me two awards recently which really boosted me, but I haven’t been able to participate in keeping those going. I think I made a subconscious decision not to participate in those anymore simply because I have too much already planned to work on. I feel a bit bad about this.

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I am still proud of my mistletoe placement.

So here is what I am going to do. I am giving Wayne and Tracey my own personal award. The Fly Blog Award (holiday style). I am also giving it to Jillian, because she is one of the most supportive bloggers ever, and I know she will appreciate it.  Basically, you can do whatever you want with the blabel. Use it as media in a post, put it on your sidebar, laugh at it and walk away, whatever. But, those are my own real long johns in the background, so treat them with care. Don’t worry, you don’t have to kiss anyone’s crotch either. Unless you want to…

You can pass it on or not. If you chose to pass it along, there are no award rules except that you can only pass it to one person that embodies your definition of fly. Give that person the spotlight they deserve. You don’t have to answer any questions, thank me personally on your blog, or link back to me. Read the rest of this entry

Kill You With A Smile


Yes, I am just happy to see you. [You can thank Le Clown for Photoshopping this].

So, I have learned something. I would be a horrible riddle book writer. Apparently, not only was my post yesterday thrown together too late, but my clues were too easy, and that asshole Aneroidocean ruined the what I thought would be fun little guessing game for everyone (by the way, can you please stop being an asshole and write an about me page already?).

To everyone else, please accept my new look and bulging crotch as an apology. Sorry Rich. Am I ruining your session?

None of this matters of course, because I am still basking in the glow of my own little session. The past two nights have been an ongoing threesome between me, my TV, and my PS3. All of my buttons were pushed (literally) and all parties reached their checkpoints, if you know what I mean. All I know is that I am glad it is finally the weekend, because these late nights aren’t doing anything for my complexion (as you can see above).

On another less weird note, Jillian Levi is at it again. She won a bunch of those awards and mentioned me as a nominee for this thing:

Blog of the Year Award banne

When I should really be winning creepiest post title of the year.

Like with the last award someone tossed down to me, I won’t participate in paying this forward, because… it takes too much time. I am just being honest here. Plus, I wouldn’t want people thinking I am actually a decent blogger who helps encourage others. I am a hitman now god dammit. Read the rest of this entry

You Asked…

There is a blogger I have recently been enjoying getting to know, even if she did read 50 Shades of Grey and is known for advocating team vagina. Storkhunting just received one of those blog awards. You know, the ones that many bloggers are on the fence about accepting or entertaining. I personally think they are wonderful encouragement. I received the Liebster award from a fellow blogger back in the infant days of 25tofly, and I remember how much it influenced me to keep at it.

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Since rules are for people who didn’t work at Outback Steakhouse, I don’t have to follow them. I am not passing on the award, but I did want to thank Storkhunting for reminding me of how thoughtful you all really are. And, she had a few questions. I couldn’t leave her hanging. She asks:

1. What is the square root of 473?

I don’t do math. Last time I tried to square root something I ended up in a coma. I did, however, score a 31 on my ACTs in English. BAM.

2. Do you make sure that you wear correct day of the week underwear?

Is this a serious question? I’ll wear “Saturday” on a Monday as long as they are long johns. That’s all that matters. IN LIFE.

3. If today will be tomorrow’s yesterday and today’s tomorrow, when’s tomorrow?

Sixty-three. I told you I don’t do math.

4. What’s in your fridge right now?

Left over fried chicken, one diet coke, Zing Zang bloody mary mix, five half empty bottles of ranch dressing, and expired eggnog. Don’t worry about the eggnog, I don’t follow in my dad’s footsteps.

5. Shirts – hang up or fold?

How about no shirts at all? Hooray nudity! Just kidding. T-shirts, fold. All other shirts, hang. Unless it is a sports team t-shirt.

6. Does it piss you off when people spell your name wrong?

I would think it would be kind of hard to misspell Becca, but I dislike when people spell Rebecca like Rebekah. I dislike it even more when people call me certain nicknames without asking.

7. What music are you listening to right now? I’m asking this because I’m fed up of the tunes on my ipod. Need some good recommendations.

Honestly? Alanis Morissette Pandora Radio. The Dirty Dancing sound track is a good investment too. Did I say that out loud?

8. Pet names – love ‘em or hate ‘em? (I mean baby, sweetie, honey not Buster, Rover, Fluffles).

I’ve been called baby. bunny, boo, boobaloo, sweetheart, honey, hun, and babe, but don’t you ever call me sugar tits.

9. Blogging in bed. Do you?

Of course, but for some reason the guy always gets all whiny and says things like, “Is this not doing it for you? You seem distracted“.

10. Planes, trains or automobiles?

Rip Sticks. Not.

11. How much do you hate me right now?

Not as much as I hate myself for just inhaling four large pieces of pizza in under five minutes and realizing that everything in my fridge will be to blame for my massive heart attack in ten years.

Thanks again for everything Storkhunting.

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Blogger Idol

rockstar content writer

Google image result for “writer rockstar”. That’s hardcore man.

I discovered this contest. It’s called Blogger Idol. It seemed like fun so I um entered. Here is my personal invitation for you to join in. I want that feather pin immediately. That would be better than my business card.

P.S. I didn’t want to have to do  this, but apparently to win you have to be voted for on Facebook and Twitter. Such is the case with all else in life amirite? So-ah, if you could go ahead and get on top of that for me. In appreciation I will … do something radical… like post a video of myself doing something that makes you feel better about your life. Go!

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Taking Care of Business

Today I have two orders of business. I so wish I had a gavel and had just said that out loud. The first includes me thanking a really kick-ass person by the name of Jillian. She has awarded me with my second blog award, the One Lovely Blog Award, and it couldn’t have come at a better time. I am secretly openly envious of her bravery as she takes on Southeastern Europe. She is all about couch surfing, bungee jumping, and smooth talking security. Seriously, some of the stuff she does makes my zip lining excursion look like mini-golf in comparison. You can tag along on Jillian’s journeys here. Thanks for the compliment and added encouragement Jillian.

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(Probably) Super official rules of accepting this award:

1. Thank the person/people who nominated you and link back to them in your post. 

2. Share seven possibly unknown things about yourself.

3. Nominate fifteen or so bloggers you admire.

4. Contact the chosen bloggers to let them know and link back to them.

I’ll go ahead and get this out of the way:

1. I have an artificial right upper lateral. Also known as… I gots a fake tooth, ya heard. I was born without the permanent one that’s supposed to be there.

2. In my super viable medical opinion, I believe that very tooth got lost somewhere in the incubation period of my existence. Turns out it was just chilling with my wisdom teeth. That’s right, I had five wisdom teeth.

3. That’s enough about my dental history, but along the same lines I have never broken a bone.

4. My feline children are named after playing cards.

5. Whiskey is my biggest vice.

6. I absolutely can not wear socks under covers and definitely will not sleep in them. 

7. I am in serious relationships with a lot of inanimate objects… but if you have been reading along with my blog for a while, you probably already knew that.

And now, I am going in to slacker mode and cheating a little bit. It is Friday and fifteen blogs is a lot, so I am going to slice that in half. Everyone who is anyone cheats on these things anyway right? We will just call it tweaking the rules. Here are some of my latest blog crushes. Does a blog count as an inanimate object? I mean the physical blog is inanimate, but the people writing them are not. Wow, this will be a long day. Back to the podium, and mind you these are in no specific order.

    Kenny is an aspiring comedian. He is funny and insightful. You will like him. Oh, did I mention he sings?
    I wish I could have been around when this guy was teaching, or rather, I wish this guy could have been around when I was learning. Either way I am sure he will correct me and then flatter me. Oh Rich, how I enjoy our interactions.
    Using his units of measure, this guy is pretty sweet. Awesome dad. He will make you cry, then make you laugh.
    I hate that I have never done half the outdoorsy stuff Sarah does, but I love living vicariously through her blog. Man, do all the cool people live in New England?
    This one is definitely in my top five favorite blogs. If you like book writing bellmen, here’s your guy.
    This blogger has a spiffy design to her blog, and I think her blog name is catchy to boot. Plus, she writes interesting stuff.
    He is not a business man, he is a business, man. That comes straight from this guy’s about page. We’ve got a clever one here. Read his blog.
    All I can say is inspiring. I would say much more, but now my fingers are sleepy. I have much love for this blog as well.

I am sure most of these people don’t need me to nominate them for some award. I am equally certain they must all know they are wonderful already. Regardless, there it is. If I have missed some sort of anti-award clause somewhere in your information, I apologize. I probably shouldn’t get ahold of a gavel after all.

Oh yeah, and for the second order of business, remember how I actually won something that one time? Probably not, but my prize finally arrived. Findingravity is the shiz.

pinned pretty make up bag from etsy

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Maybe I am Not So Bad After All

I was out to dinner at a Mexican joint last night with three of my former co-workers. We have not seen each other in quite a while, thus we were filling each other in on love lives, career paths, and the sort as gals do. After hearing about all the exciting things going on in my friends’ lives and seeing how successful they are becoming, I sat with a discouraged feeling in my gut. My phone’s e-mail button blinked one lonely notification. Probably just my daily newsletter. I opened the e-mail anyway in a moment of lulled conversation at the table. Then, the biggest grin cruised across my face.

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A very splendid blogger nominated me for the Liebster Award! My friends probably all assumed I was receiving flirty texts when they saw my gleaming, but the reality was way better. I wanted to go home and post immediately, but being that it was rounding ten o’clock, and I was a couple of beers and one (secretly celebratory) shot of tequila deep, I decided to wait until this morning. I also wanted to make sure I followed the rules. For those that I have nominated below, you can find the rules at the blog of my nominator, agreycat. Not only is his writing intriguing with its flares of nostalgia, but he also is obviously very interactive in the blogging community. Everyone go check him out, and thanks again my man!

Now, it is time for me to play Liebster blog award fairy. Let me grab my wand. Oh, and please forgive me as well if I break the less than 200 followers rule. I still haven’t figured out why after I follow someone I can no longer see their follower count. If anyone knows where my brain is malfunctioning on that one, it would be stellar if you’d let me know. Okay, drum roll. Here are five blogs, aside from agreycat’s of course, that I truly enjoy reading and you will too:

This Guy

A really insightful lady

A flipping funny lady

Stories and food. ‘Nuff said.

Because she is a fellow Louisianian. And talented.

I will be attempting  to post my originally planned material later today, but if it turns out to be tomorrow everyone now has plenty of reading material. Check out these ladies and gentlemen and stay tuned for my next post. It includes an embarrassing childhood photo. Just saying.

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