Posts Tagged ‘news’

Buying into the Bailout?

Sunday, December 28th, 2008

As you may or may not know, I currently work for one of Florida’s largest credit unions. My life has been consumed lately with promoting the difference between credit unions and banks, focusing on the current economic turmoil, and everything bailout. To say the least, it isn’t exactly the most humor-filled job at the moment.

But that’s before I remembered to catch up on my Google Reader and one of my favorite voices in the credit union industry, Denise Wymore. There is some humor floating out there about the economy, this time at the expense of the American Auto Industry. Click on the image for the full-size version - it’s worth it!

Palm Bay Prettiness

Monday, December 10th, 2007

Just got back from watching the coolness that is Palm Bay Lights.

Something lovely in Palm Bay, you say?  Can’t be so!  But it’s true. Palm Bay Lights is like a mini-Osborne Family Light Display at Disney MGM studios just a few minutes from I-95.

An enterprising guy took months, a radio station of his very own (91.7 FM for those of you keeping tabs) and millions (ok, not millions, but thousands) of lights to create an animated light show on his house that even kept my 3 1/2 and 2 year old entertained for well over 30 minutes.

The lights “dance” to the music, with all of the decorations timed perfectly to a rotating soundtrack of holiday music (kudos for the new tiny trees that were added this year - my daughter’s favorite!). It’s the kind of thing you expect to find in a theme park, plunked right down in good old Palm Bay.

Actually, we were pretty pleasantly surprised to see the effort people in the area have taken to decorate for Christmas, considering that many places in Brevard County currently look like they’ve been occupied by the Grinch.  But if you’re not one of the ones that “stink, stank, stunk” you’ll enjoy a trip to see these fun sparkly decorations.  Visit for all of the directions and stuff.

Oh, and don’t forget to turn off your headlights when you’re sitting there!  It’s so distracting having high beams in your mirror while trying to absorb some Christmas spirit.

Don’t Get The Bubbles On A Plane…

Wednesday, December 6th, 2006

Every now and again, I think perhaps I should have pursued a “traditional” career in journalism. I cold have written for the New York Times, been an AP writer … or worked for my favorite news source ever, The Onion.

But I know I chose the correct path when I think about the poor fool who had to pen this article (copied from the AP):

Flatulence forces plane to land

NASHVILLE, Tenn. - An American Airlines flight was forced to make an emergency landing Monday morning after a passenger lit a match to disguise the scent of flatulence, authorities said.

The Dallas-bound flight was diverted to Nashville after several passengers reported smelling burning sulfur from the matches, said Lynne Lowrance, spokeswoman for the Nashville International Airport Authority. All 99 passengers and five crew members were taken off and screened while the plane was searched and luggage was screened.

The FBI questioned a passenger who admitted she struck the matches in an attempt to conceal a “body odor,” Lowrance said. She had an unspecified medical condition, authorities said.

“It’s humorous in a way but you feel sorry for the individual, as well,” she said. “It’s unusual that someone would go to those measures to cover it up.”

The flight took off again, but the woman was not allowed back on the plane. The woman, who was not identified, was not charged in the incident.

My Left Foot

Friday, September 1st, 2006

Have you ever encountered a mismatched sock and wondered “Is it happy on its own?”

I mean, if you’ve searched and searched for its match and you can’t find it, do you think it just wanted to be alone?

Or is it looking for work as a puppet?

Web, Web, Web n’ Roll high school

Saturday, July 8th, 2006

So, Sebastian has a MySpace account. And what my dear husband has, I must also covet (I believe that’s in the vows somewhere…)

So, what the heck, now I have one too. And it is the equivalent of a gigantic horrible high school. There’s this strange desire to find people you used to know, who may or may not want to have anything to do with you.

And that’s where the whole thing starts to suck you in. “Why doesn’t this person have an account?” “Why won’t this person add me to their friends list?” and “What am I doing here?”

Weird how everything circles back to this eventually. It happens with playgroups, moms groups, even surfing circles.

Humans. Bound to always feel like they are 13.

The Great Mel Martinezpiracy

Thursday, April 7th, 2005

:p Everyone who knows me knows there is no love lost between my little family and Mel Martinez. In fact, there may be no greater threat to decent human beings who believe that everyone, regardless of race, gender, sexual orientation and the desire to die with dignity, has the right to a happy life than Mr. Martinez.

Why am I outraged today over his behavior? Seems a little memo encouraging Republicans to take advantage of the Terri Schiavo case for their own political means “originated” from his office. Ahem.

And the claim that he knew nothing at all about it? Unbelievably ridiculous. Unless he was under the table with Bill Clinton and Monica, he knew about it, approved of it and has vocalized it over and over again. (See my dislike of political figures covers all parties).

So, congratulations Florida and America. These are the kinds of “leaders” you’ve elected. Hope you’ve all filled out your living wills…

Da Pope

Thursday, April 7th, 2005

Ok, let me preface this by saying I have great respect for most religious figureheads. This also holds true for Pope John Paul II, who recently passed on to worlds beyond. While the world mourns, I can’t help but find a bit of humor in his life.

Humor, you say? But, Colleen, you thought his policies on birth control, homosexuality and abortion consistantly clashed with your own thoughts on humanity and the essence of what religion should be, love.

Ahh, yes, those things remain. There is no doubt that the Catholic Church and I will battle until the end with my “progressive” views. But the fact remains, when I look at pictures of Pope John Paul II, I see someone who might have been a fun guy to have a beer with and tell a Polish joke.

Even funnier, I had a thought of my grandfather and the pope getting together, both at their latest stage of life. I picture Grandpa Hughes decked out in his John Deere cap, trying to bargain with the pope to trade for his “big pointy cap thing.” It’s an interaction I think would have made both smile.

Finally! People can appreciate my art…

Thursday, April 7th, 2005

Sebastian makes fun of my artwork. I’ve always been too ashamed to try to take it to a gallery anywhere for a critique. Now, my options are limitless!

Ok, so that’s not mine and my actual artwork isn’t worthy of a place on our refrigerator, BUT, if I did want to get into a gallery, apparently this is the way. I don’t know why, but this story tickles me so…I think it’s the phrase “gay tiff.” :)
Man smuggles own art into MoMA
Many a visitor to New York’s Museum of Modern Art has probably thought, “I could do that.”

A British graffiti artist who goes by the name “Banksy” went one step further, by smuggling in his own picture of a soup can and hanging it on a wall, where it stayed for more than three days earlier this month before anybody noticed.

An art Web site called has posted pictures of the artist — wearing an Inspector Clouseau-style overcoat, a hat and a fake beard and nose — hanging up his work at the four museums and describing how he did it.

Speaking by telephone from an undisclosed location in Britain, Banksy said he conducted all four operations on March 13, helped by accomplices who filmed him and provided distractions where necessary.

“They staged a gay tiff (lovers’ quarrel), shouting very loudly and obnoxiously,” said the artist, declining to give his real name or any personal details beyond his occupation as a professional painter and decorator.

It is not the first time he has staged such stunts.

Last year he smuggled work into the Louvre in Paris and London’s Tate, attracting attention in the British media.

“My sister inspired me to do it. She was throwing away loads of my pictures one day and I asked her why. She said ‘It’s not like they’re going to be hanging in the Louvre.”‘

He took that as a challenge. “I thought why wait until I’m dead,” he said.

His preferred creative outlet, graffiti on trains, was growing more difficult due to greater security so he decided to branch out into infiltrating museums. “I tend to gravitate to places with less sophisticated security systems,” he said.

Officials at the Natural History Museum declined to comment on security. Museum of Modern Art officials said only that the offending picture was taken down on March 17.

It was unclear what gave the game away but Banksy’s version of Andy Warhol’s iconic images of Campbell’s Soup Cans showed a can of Tesco value tomato soup, a discounted brand sold by a British supermarket chain.

“Obviously they’ve got their eye a lot more on things leaving than things going in which works in my favor,” Banksy said. “I imagine they’ll be doing stricter bag checks now.”

He said the painting in the Metropolitan Museum, a small portrait of a woman wearing a gas mask, had been discovered after one day, while the others stayed up for several days. The paintings were fixed to the wall with extra-strong glue.

Asked how he managed to escape notice while putting them up on a busy Sunday at the museums, he said: “They do get pretty full, but not if you put the pictures in the boring bits.”

Enough already!

Monday, September 27th, 2004

Charley. Frances. Jeanne. Enough already! My “Hurricane Smurricane” post helped with Ivan (or maybe a lucky steering current in the Gulf), but for goodness sake, I can’t take anymore. Can’t we just have a nice, normally spelled hurricane like: Al, Barb, Chris, Delwanda…

We were extremely lucky, loosing just a few pieces of the fence that keeps our dogs from running and bouncing across our neighbor’s yards. But these poor people on the beaches. Damn.

“I’ve been busy”

Wednesday, September 1st, 2004

I’ve come to the realization that my husband loves me. Yes, this is a good thing. He created my little slice of the web here and now it’s up to me to fill it up with the nonsense that makes good sense.

My excuse for not having anything up yet was “I’ve been busy,” which I thought would be ok since:

  1. Kai (the son person) keeps us running around day and night with his silliness and incessant need to eat every hour
  2. Work keeps me hopping 4 days a week
  3. We get up at 5 a.m. to go surfing on weekends
  4. I’m maybe a tad bit lazy

But, as it was so eloquently put to me by Sebastian (who is working on a freelance project I strong-armed him into), “What? You’ve got me working on this *$@# at 12:10 in morning and you can’t add some stuff?” I guess I’ll get crackin’ on getting some info up.

Word to your Grandma

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