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December 30, 2004
a message from sri lanka
[We can pray later. Keep the food, water, clothes and medicine going. SAVE LIVES NOW!PRAY LATER! Pass this on. Message phones, word of mouth, any way.]
Posted by meloknee at 12:46 PM | Comments (0)
December 29, 2004
favorite cds released in 2004
i tried to come up with ten, but couldn't...
(in alpabetical order)
Franz Ferdinand
Helio Sequence - Love and Distance
Iron & Wine - Our Endless Numbered Days
The Magnetic Fields - I
Modest Mouse - Good News For People Who Love Bad News
N.E.R.D. - Fly or Die
Secret Machines - Now Here is Nowhere
Tom Waits - Real Gone
Posted by meloknee at 09:42 AM | Comments (0)
December 23, 2004
for those that remain...
i'm starting to feel like one of the last people in seattle still at work. what i wouldn't give to be at home curled up in bed with some cartoons and aggie. i walk in this morning and the first thing the boss does is give me a bottle of kick-ass champagne. i don't want to be rude, so it's sitting right in front of me. the problem being that when i look at it i want to puke. my coworker is demanding that we listen to christmas music and she's singing along with them...
so, here's a lesson for you: if you ever spill your entire beer in your lap, don't order another beer. just get up and go home.
happy traveling y'all...
Posted by meloknee at 10:48 AM | Comments (2)
December 22, 2004
everything's just ***tastic, darling!
recent uses of -tastic
Me: Chase, what do you think of that guy's jacket?
C: It's fringe-tastic!
Ken: Who grated all the cheese? He/she must of been a pro!
Me: He/she is absolutely cheese-tastic.
Me: Did you have fun playing more WoW last night?
Chase: It was WoW-tastic!
last night on elimidate:
All of these girls are so skank-tastic!
Posted by meloknee at 09:39 AM | Comments (1)
December 21, 2004
first annoying seattle people story....(to be posted anyway)
Every morning when she gets on the bus, she will always, without fail, sit
right next to me. Even if there are open pairs of seats right nearby, she
still picks the one empty spot by my side. And then she expects me to
talk to her!? It's 8:30 in the morning, what would I possibly want to
talk about?! Maybe next time I'll talk to her about how I like having a
little space next to me on the bus in the mornings.Annoying
people, indeed...
submitted by: C. Taylor
Posted by meloknee at 04:15 PM | Comments (1)
schmaiku
for the bloject
michael k taylor
murray dunham & murray
attorney at law
Posted by meloknee at 01:25 PM | Comments (1)
December 20, 2004
you come up with caption
Posted by meloknee at 09:50 AM | Comments (1)
December 13, 2004
medical terminology
A. It was called a hydrocelectomy.
Q. That's one I haven't heard of before.
What's that?
A. It's where your balls get really big.
Q. From what?
A. I don't know. I'm not a doctor.
Posted by meloknee at 09:15 AM | Comments (1)
December 12, 2004
another dinner
so, dinner was good tonight, if i do say so myself (seeing how i cooked and all). jeremy's first and last sunday dinner, unless we all go to wisco and he gets his wife to cook for us.
were there any bad parts to the evening, you ask?? well one stupid whore failed to show up or even call to say he wasn't coming.
other than that, it was great, really...oh, except for that one other thing that happened, what was that anyway?? i don't remember because i'm so damn tired from staying up to finish all the dishes.
Posted by meloknee at 11:37 PM | Comments (4)
December 09, 2004
it's so hard to say good-bye...
i just got home from work and decided i was going to do some yoga. i took off my shoes, changed pants/shirt, went to the bathroom, brushed my teeth, got out the yoga mat, checked my e-mail, all the while i kept smelling this god awful stench. it smelled like something died in my apartment, like the mouse that died in my apartment last year, or a little like that mildew smell when you forget to put your clothes in the dryer. i was smelling all my towels, the kitchen, the garbage, even my armpits...nothing. then i sat on the floor to take my socks off and start the yoga when i suddenly realized it was my feet. i almost gagged on the smell of my own feet.
good-bye favorite shoes that i've had for at least 8 years, i'll miss you.
Posted by meloknee at 06:01 PM | Comments (0)
no kids for you
a 50-year-old man burned his penis while using a laptop
hmmm...i hope most of you weren't hoping to have children.
Posted by meloknee at 01:10 PM | Comments (3)
December 08, 2004
annoying people in seattle
i was walking down the street today and got hit in the cheek and my sweater snagged on some girl's umbrella. it wasn't even raining, she was blocking her stupid, big, fucking hair from the wind.
so i thought this would be a good idea to introduce an idea of mine...
there are so many good stories about the retarded people of seattle i figured i could start collecting them and posting the good ones. e-mail to annoyingpeople
Posted by meloknee at 03:34 PM | Comments (1)
December 06, 2004
sunday dinners are good
Posted by meloknee at 09:32 AM | Comments (3)
December 05, 2004
Melokity Vicodin for you - Cheapy
Posted by meloknee at 11:42 AM | Comments (1)
December 03, 2004
SSA Office
noises heard:
-farting
-belching
-loogie hawking
smells:
-dried piss
-shit
-b.o.
-general scent of not-showering
conversations overheard:
***
girl 1- "bitch you tried so service my nigger for a snickers, i was standing with him on the street corner"
girl 2- "whatever bitch, i've been sober for 60 days, how about you?"
g1- "you dirty ass stank ho, for a snickers, you gonna service my man for a snickers, on father's day"
g2- "i don't even know you"
***
man standing with 8 others in matching jackets- "excuse me miss, do you mind if we go first, if we're not back by 3:30 they'll throw us back in jail"
***
one punk to another punk- "we should go up to the polyclinic and slap the shit out of my ex-wife"
said to me:
ex-con- "what are you reading?"
me- "songbook"
ex- "is it about songs?"
me- "yes, reviews of songs"
ex- "songs from the bible?"
me- "nope."
Posted by meloknee at 04:27 PM | Comments (0)
December 02, 2004
tully's
so, there's something cheesy about going to the same coffee shop monday -friday and ordering the same drink every day, right? i mean one day you order something different and all the employees are like "what?! but melanie we have your americano already, you feeling okay?" i love it though! like when i went in with my black eye, they gave me free coffee (not because they felt bad for me, but because they all laughed so hard at my story of extreme drunkenness).
then days like today when i walk in and even though there are customers in line and it's pretty crowded, my two favorite baristas yell, "Happy Divorce Day!"
oh, and it's great to have such wonderful friends that have been texting/e-mailing/im-ing me this morning.
Posted by meloknee at 09:05 AM | Comments (2)
December 01, 2004
thank you, thanks you, spanks you
thanks andy.
Posted by meloknee at 10:45 PM | Comments (0)
I'm Blogging!
This is where all the text goes when you write your story. It can probably go on and on and on and on (just like you do sometimes).
Sometimes it will go past the photo and look like this? Or maybe like this. I'm just typing to fill up space now, making sure it looks like you want it to look when you ramble on and on and on and on.
See?
Posted by meloknee at 09:35 PM | Comments (1)