Gives "Stuffing" a Whole New Meaning

I Will, Too

Rick over at Organized Doodles did the above cartoon...go check him out, folks - he's delightful, his work is whimsical, and he often freely shares his work with his fellow denizens of Blogopolis.

Eggshell

Dye Job

Dying

Idiot

Mini Eggs

Slippers

Gee, Thanks for the Heads Up

Mum sent me the following. Do you think she's trying to tell me something??
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In 2009 the government will start deporting all the mentally ill people. I started crying when I thought of you. Run my little crazy friend, run!

Well, what can I say ?? Someone sent it to me, and darn it, I'm NOT going alone !!

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I'm packing my bags...thanks for the heads-up, Mum!

Hah!

As I already have a traditional Thanksgiving post for tomorrow, I am posting this today. It's wrong, so very wrong, and I laugh every time I see it.

One Last Halloween Laugh

This is my favorite of my halloween cartoon collection...

Heh, Heh, Heh

Heh, Heh, Heh

Heh, Heh, Heh

Heh, Heh, Heh

Heh...

Hey Bird, this reminds me...has Daddy been feeding the cats? All the cats? Really? Have a good cuddle night. Love you!

Easter Frolics.

Y'all didn't think I was just going to sit here quietly, did you?

Thanks to mum for a couple of these, and I can't remember who for the rest of them.

*Edit - I hit the wrong button and published before I was done. See below for the rest of the post.

In a more serious vein, if you celebrate this day, I hope you have a blessed one - the gift for which Christians celebrate Easter is worth remembering, and one to which pagans are not strangers, either (the greatest difference being that Pagans had many sacrificial kings where Christians have one sacrificed King).

In the midst of the chocolate, the eggs, the ham or lamb or the wild tofurkey, think on the tremendous love that a heart must bear, for a man to give himself over to Jesus' fate. Think on that love as the foundation for what has grown into the church today - whatever I may think of Christianity and its dogma (and oh, boy, have I got some opinions about that), I haven't forgotten that the church is founded on the hope that the life of one man may be given over for the benefit of all men.

I wish you a blessed day, be it sacred to you or no.

Yeah, that's about right...

2008 E-Mail Request

To all my friends who, in 2007,
sent me an email with promises of
good luck if I forwarded something . . .

IT DID NOT WORK!

For 2008,
please just send either money,
Hershey's kisses Lindt Lindor Truffles
or gas vouchers.
Thank you!

My mum sent me the cartoon...I have no idea who is responsible for the art or I'd give them credit.

I really love my friends and family. I know, I know, sometimes I complain enough to make a misanthrope proud, but I do love them. Sometimes aliens take over their brains and they send me those chain mail letters that promise good fortune or a cute cartoon popping up on my screen if I forward them to eleven-hundred Croatians in sixteen seconds and a rain of blue ice over my house for a year if I just delete the stupid thing. Sigh.

Being a Pagan, I (somewhat by default) believe in magic. No, not the David Copperfield kind - he's fun, but let's get this straight, he's an illusionist, not a magician. So's David Blain, I don't care what he claims. The clown who makes kids in the cancer ward laugh? He's a magician.

Believing in magic doesn't mean I think I can change an apple into a pork chop - although Homer Simpson would be my best friend if I could. Wouldn't that be neat? To take a nutritionally sound food and make it look, feel, and taste like something else while retaining all its nutritive values? Kinda like tofu, only edible.

I do believe that we can shape our reality. I believe that perception is key to our experiences. If someone "curses" me and I believe in that "curse", then I am cursed. The same is true for blessings. It's all in our heads, people.

So when you forward those chain thingies, you make them stronger by feeding them your belief. Also, you clutter up people's mailboxes and waste their time, even if all they do is open the silly things and then delete them.

For the record, I haven't forwarded one in years, and no one in the Latvian Mob has come to collect my spleen for research or anything. And the one time I did forward one, for kicks? I didn't win the lottery or even get a birthday card from my grandma with five bucks in it.

By all means, send me the funny stuff, but quit feeding people's egos and superstitions and just can those fear mongering chain-mails before someone hurts their deleting finger.

* I have no idea what happened to my colors...and I have no idea how to fix 'em. Hopefully they'll return to normal in the next post.