| Monday, February 27th, 2006 |
| 1:48 pm |
Connie Sue Harrell
My mother died last week. There's really nothing more to say than that to convey a sense of grief. There's so much more that needs to be said to convey the loss. She was 57 years old. She had the flu. She had a massive coronary more than likely brought on as a side effect of her prescribed flu medicine. That's the minutiae. She was strong and healthy. She was determined. She was constantly busy on one project or another. Those of us that were her confidants as opposed to being merely her family or friends knew how busy she was. It seemed natural to us that she would always have a million things to do. First and formost was raising myself and my sister. Then came the task of keeping my father alive and healthy after his heart attacks. When her mother died, there came the role of family matriarch. Then of grandmother. Add into this a full time job and it seems like enough to keep most anyone occupied. But Mom never had idle hands. Mom was always working on something project-oriented. Quilts and stained glass. Cross-stitch and oil painting. Picture framing and more picture framing- her walls were covered with photos of family and others she loved. She made shadow boxes celebrating various family members; Kendra called her an heirloom factory. She was constantly working on her flower gardens as well. Always in the garden. She kept busy. Then comes the full cycle of her church life where she volunteered in the nursery and all of the kids called her Grammy just like her own grandkids. Through her church, she donated quilts that she had made at home. They were sent to cancer patients anonymously, the charity far outstripping the need for credit. She volunteered on occasion at a local homeless shelter. If there was a need, she wanted to find a solution. She still found time to have a social life. I am amazed by her. I will always be in awe of what she managed to make seem so easy. I'm selfishly holding back all of the good memories from you. She was my Mom and I miss her. |
| Thursday, December 15th, 2005 |
| 12:17 am |
I mostly like the % on Darkness...
the Wit
(85% dark, 23% spontaneous, 10% vulgar) |
your humor style: CLEAN | COMPLEX | DARK
You like things edgy, subtle, and smart. I guess that means you're probably an intellectual, but don't take that to mean pretentious. You realize 'dumb' can be witty--after all isn't that the Simpsons' philosophy?--but rudeness for its own sake, 'gross-out' humor and most other things found in a fraternity leave you totally flat.
I guess you just have a more cerebral approach than most. You have the perfect mindset for a joke writer or staff writer.
Your sense of humor takes the most thought to appreciate, but it's also the best, in my opinion.
You probably loved the Office. If you don't know what I'm talking about, check it out here: http://www.bbc.co.uk/comedy/theoffice/.
PEOPLE LIKE YOU: Jon Stewart - Woody Allen - Ricky Gervais
The 3-Variable Funny Test! - it rules -
If you're interested, try my latest: The Terrorism Test |
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My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:
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You scored higher than 99% on darkness |
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You scored higher than 3% on spontaneity |
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You scored higher than 1% on vulgarity |
| Current Mood: bored |
| Tuesday, December 6th, 2005 |
| 11:41 am |
*looks around* Damn it's dusty in here. I've been married for a month. *cough* |
| Saturday, October 1st, 2005 |
| 4:28 am |
There was a time that insomnia was a powerful force to be harnessed for the good of my productivity. Then came the sleeping sickness. Not an abnormal amount of sleep for the average schmo, but to someone used to 4 hours of sleep on average and 6 hours of sleep at absolute best, a regular sleep schedule of 8-10 hours does horrible things to your day. That's four hours fewer waking moments on average. What does one do with 4 hours? Cleaning? Watch TV? Play video games? Comics? 4 Hours. That's a part time job. But now I sleep. I can't say that I haven't enjoyed the sleeping with the dreams and the resting. I just can't figure out when I'm supposed to get anything done. Then comes an increasingly rare night. Tossing and turning. Restlessness. Fighting to sleep. And then I remembered. I got up. I got some things done. I'm still not tired. Now for some video games. Current Mood: hyperCurrent Music: Ramones-Judy is a punk |
| Thursday, September 8th, 2005 |
| 8:38 pm |
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| Saturday, June 11th, 2005 |
| 2:19 pm |
So the second place I've worked in as many years is closing down. Oddly, that's not what I'm bitching about. My favorite theater in Austin is showing a double feature of Night of the Living Dead and Shaun of the Dead on my birthday. And I'll be in Seattle. Current Mood: awakeCurrent Music: Tiny Town- Dead Milkmen |
| Saturday, May 28th, 2005 |
| 12:53 pm |
It's Prolly been...
a month or better since I've even lurked here in livejournal-land. I plan on catching up, but if there's anything of note, feel free to link it here. I'm working more hours, Kendra's working more hours... still on a brisk pace to a wedding in November. Anyone wanting an invite oughta email me and I'll see what can be arranged :P Yeah... work. fuck. |
| Wednesday, March 9th, 2005 |
| 4:12 pm |
On Being and Denton
The title's a bit of a misnomer, substitute a preposition for the conjunction and you'll get the point. As long as it's the right preposition y'unnerstand. None of this 'for' or 'from' nonsense. So, yeah, I'll be in Denton from Friday through early Mondayish. Sightings will be most noticeable at The Happy-Go-Go-Fun-Time-Tomato and at Lurko and John's Brothel of Ill Repute. That is all. Current Mood: groggyCurrent Music: Pixies-I've Been Tired |
| Friday, February 18th, 2005 |
| 11:46 pm |
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| Monday, February 14th, 2005 |
| 9:28 am |
HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY KENDRA!!!  ! Yes and everyone else too. Current Mood: mellow |
| Monday, February 7th, 2005 |
| 11:43 pm |
Work. Ah work. Anyone know of anywhere that's hiring in Austin? My job is... lacking in... Hell, my job is fine my coworkers are just making on with the suckitude. I've had better managers that could literally have been mistaken for trained chimps. |
| Friday, February 4th, 2005 |
| 9:40 am |
I blame my sister. And the Eighties.
Yesterday I accidentally unearthed a childhood trauma. Say for instance you see a tubby kid in a turquois t-shirt that has hot pink lettering on it that reads "Loverboy", you'd make fun of him right? Me too. A LOT. Even if I was technically the adult supervising him. I forgive you Coach Holly. Current Mood: awake |
| Saturday, January 1st, 2005 |
| 10:27 am |
Happy New Year!
I hereby resolve to strengthen my resolve. Or some other such bullshit wordplay. Happy 2005 folks! |
| Sunday, December 26th, 2004 |
| 10:55 am |
Happy Kwanza!
Since I missed a Christmas update and all. Hope everyone's enjoying a Happy Happy. (Kendra and I will also be making a brief appearance this evening at Lurko and John's Home for Disaffected Youth.) |
| Thursday, December 16th, 2004 |
| 2:29 pm |
Late Breaking Newsflash!
For those of you who don't read Kendra's livejournal... Yesterday was our 2 year anniversary. We are now engaged. |
| Monday, November 29th, 2004 |
| 5:33 am |
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| Friday, November 26th, 2004 |
| 9:06 pm |
Late breaking news...
There will bwe various Denton sightingws of Indy this evening. Most notably at Lurko's house of fun and mayhaps the Tomato of Doom. |
| Wednesday, November 3rd, 2004 |
| 7:21 am |
Fuck. Current Mood: Fucked |
| Tuesday, November 2nd, 2004 |
| 9:20 am |
On voting and ennui...
I'm nowhere near noble enough to blindly encourage you to vote. For instance, if you're gonna vote for anyone other than Kerry, I'd just as soon you stay home. So if you're stupid enough to want to vote for anyone else, stay home. I'm not saying that you're brain damaged, I'm just saying that you prolly wouldn't notice a claw hammer parked in your skull and since that's obviously an indication that something's wrong, stay home. So, go vote. For KERRY. Current Mood: civic minded |
| Sunday, October 24th, 2004 |
| 5:11 pm |
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