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Friday, February 24, 2006

OK Denise. . . You started this. . . Your Friday Feast recipe falls into the category of "comfort foods." Those great dishes that you love to eat on a cold winter night, or when you've had a really shitty day. You know. . . Mac & Cheese, PB&J, fried chicken. . . . Everyone is different when it comes to comfort foods.

My personal favorite is my first offering to the "Friday Feast." I grew up on this tasty little number and I still fix it about twice a month. The best part? . . . The leftovers (if there are any) are just as good as the original. . . With that. . .

"Mom's Spaghetti Casserole"

Ingredients: (adjust quantities as you like)

8 oz. uncooked thin spaghetti (plus 1 tsp. olive oil)

4 strips of bacon, partially trimmed

1/2 cup diced onion

3/4 cup shredded sharp cheddar cheese

2 Tbsp. grated Romano cheese

1 can Campbell's Tomato Soup

1/2 tsp. crushed garlic

1/2 tsp. Oregano

Black pepper to taste (I LOVE pepper)

2% milk (amount will vary)

Preheat oven to 350* F

Boil pasta and olive oil in salted water until pasta is flexible but still tough when you bite it (about 7 minutes). Drain and set aside.

Cut bacon into 1 inch chunks and render over medium heat to remove excess fat. Do not brown. Drain most of the fat, add diced onion and simmer for about 3 minutes until onions soften slightly.

Place pasta in a deep 2 qt. caserole dish. Add bacon & onion, tomato soup, cheese, herbs, pepper and garlic. Toss to blend ingredients and then add milk until mixture is very soupy (a bit too much is better than too little).

Bake uncovered for 35 minutes or until top starts to brown slightly. Sprinkle top with a little more Romano and serve with a salad and garlic toast or just plain old bread and butter.

Kids love this, since it's slightly sweet. . . And what kid doesn't love bacon????

Enjoy!!!

Next Week: Lauren's killer bean soup!

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Wednesday, February 22, 2006

Since I Was Tagged. . .

Thanks Kel. . . I needed this. . .

1. Three bloggers you would love to meet in person.

Unfair question!!! There are SOOOOO many!!! But, if I had to choose. . .

Babs (How To Go Insane), Because she has been so wonderful to me when I probably didn’t deserve it. . .

Denise (Mental Excrements) Because. . . Well. . . she knows why. . .

Apos (Misc. Mumblings) Because I have an overwhelming urge to hug the stuffin’ outta her, just because she deserves it. . .

2. Three movies that are so bad they are good:

The Dead Red Nudes. . . I saw this movie only once on a really bad Horror Movie show. I’ve been trying to find it for years. Insane artist kills and hacks up beautiful women and then paints pictures of them. . . He sells them in Galleries all over Rome. . .VERY Wierd!!!

Plan 9 From Outer Space. . . Need I say more??

Let’s Kill All The Lawyers. . . A low-budget film produced here in Motown by several people I know and have worked with over the years. I even dated the "Law Professor" character at one time. This was a REAL stinker!!!

3. A celebrity that you believe is most likely gay but never "came out".

Tom "I’m SO not gay" Cruise. . . It’s OK Tom. . . You can come out now. Even the Tranny Girls are doing it!!

4. Most public place you ever had sex and did anyone see you?

I’m a member of the "Mile High Club." Eastern Airlines flight from St. George, Bermuda to Motown in August, 1975. Yes. . . We got caught by the Flight Attendant. . . She just smiled and kept going.

5. Longest you ever went without sleep and why?

About 48 hours after doing PCP in Bermuda in August, 1975. . . NEVER AGAIN!!!!!

6. Your three most favorite blogs.

Another unfair question. . . . In no particular order. . .

My NOT So Fabulous Life (Ann) because I love the names she gave to the kids and she always makes me smile.

This Is My Life (Chattymoon) Because we share a lot of the same feelings.

Mental Excrements (Denise) Because she is one of the most unique personalities I’ve ever known (that’s a compliment girl!!!!).

7. Have you even been nude in public and did anyone see you?

Not intentionally, but. . . yes. . .

8. Your funniest childhood memory?

My cousin and I leading my little sister (she was about 6 at the time) about 100 yards into a cornfield and then running away. She didn’t know enough to follow the rows back out to the edge. . . I still tease her about that. . .

9. Scariest (real or perceived) thing that ever happened to you?

Hearing my mother announce she had been diagnosed with breast cancer. 18 years later I can still remember her words like it was yesterday. I’m happy to say she is one of the healthiest people I know today at age 76.

10. Worst trouble you ever got in?

The night I wrecked my father’s brand new `69 Chrysler. . . I hit a patch of ice and wrapped it around a light pole. . . I was in a parking lot at the time. . . Need I say more???

So there you have it. . . The Motown Bitch’s Blogspot Confession. . .
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Monday, February 20, 2006

The Worst Is Over - For Now

First, thank you to all who e-mailed or commented. I'm doing better today. I'll try to post something new in a day or so. I just need to find the motivation. . .

Peace and Love. . .
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Saturday, February 18, 2006

In The Mirror. . .

Is my worst enemy. . .

In the mirror. . .

Is the person I hate most on this earth. . .

In the mirror. . .

I see everything I never was. . .

In the mirror. . .

I see what I will never be. . .

In the mirror. . .

I cry because I am so alone. . .

In the mirror. . .

Is my pathetic existance. . .

In the mirror. . .

I see the joke I have become. . .

I hate the mirror. . .

Long live the mirror. . .

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Wednesday, February 15, 2006

Willie Nelson Lyrics

If you saw Jackiesue's post about Willie Nelson's new song, this is just a follow up. I couldn't locate any video code, so I settled for the lyrics. I suspect this song is going to stir up some serious shit on the Country Music scene. . . Even though it is very true.

Cowboys Are Frequently Secretly Fond of Each Other

There’s many a strange impulse out on the plains of West Texas;
There’s many a young boy who feels things he don’t comprehend.
Well small town don't like it when somebody falls between sexes,
No, small town don't like it when a cowboy has feelings for men.

Well I believe in my soul that inside every man there’s a feminine,
And inside every lady there’s a deep manly voice loud and clear.
Well, a cowboy may brag about things that he does with his women,
But the ones who brag loudest are the ones that are most likely queer.

Cowboys are frequently secretly fond of each other
What did you think those saddles and boots was about?
There’s many a cowboy who don’t understand the way that he feels towards his
brother,
Inside every cowboy there's a lady who'd love to slip out.

Ten men for each woman was the rule way back when on the prairie,
And somehow those cowboys must have kept themselves warm late at night.
Cowboys are famous for getting riled up about fairies,
But I’ll tell you the reason a big strong man gets so uptight:

Cowboys are frequently secretly fond of each other
That’s why they wear leather, and Levi's and belts buckled tight.
There’s many a cowboy who don’t understand the way that he feels towards his
brother;
There’s many a cowboy who’s more like a lady at night.

Well there's always somebody who says what the others just whisper,
And mostly that someone's the first one to get shot down dead:
When you talk to a cowboy don't treat him like he was a sister
Don't mess with the lady that's sleepin' in each cowboy's head.

Cowboys are frequently secretly fond of each other
Even though they take speed and drive pickups and shoot their big guns;
There’s many a cowboy who don’t understand the way that he feels towards his
brother;
There's many a cowboy who keeps quiet about things he's done.

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Monday, February 13, 2006

Happy Valentines Day To Me!!!!

Sometimes, the nicest gifts are the ones you buy for yourself. . . .

With that in mind, I parked the "Gas-Sucking Behemoth" in the dealership parking lot for the final time last week. In its place, a sleek little sport sedan with heated leather seats and an audio system I'd kill to have in my living room. (Note to self. . . Investigate replacing picture window with garage door. . LOL!!)

Why?. . . Because . . 1. The "GSB" was the last remnant of my old life. . . 2. I hated the "GSB" and my old life. . . and 3. After two years of working to get this house looking the way I want it (still many things to be done though), Lauren deserved a treat. Hell, this girl aint gettin' any younger!!!

I 'd been thinking about doing this for some time. But, I came up with one excuse after another why I shouldn't until I finally kicked myself in the ass and said; "why not??" I spent 25 years going without nice things. This house was the first thing I've done just for me in all that time. The car was just the next step. It's just a "thing," but I did it for ME. . . Not because it was practical, not because I had to. . . Just because that's what I wanted to do. . .

DAMN!!!! That felt good!!!!

Happy Valentines Day to all of you. . . Eat chocolate. . . Enjoy a nice bottle of wine. . . Buy a new car (that's for you Rocky!!!). . . You DESERVE IT!!!

HUGGSS!!
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Sunday, February 12, 2006

Soundalikes



NASCAR Driver/Announcer Kenny Schrader

Mayberry's Gomer Pyle

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Saturday, February 11, 2006

My Word Cloud













Very strange!!! LOL!!!

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Wednesday, February 08, 2006

Buyer's Remorse????

Now here's a guy that needs to have the PDOC adjust his meds. . . .


MIAMI-DADE

Irate driver torches showroom

A man, apparently angered by the deal he got, plowed the SUV through a north Miami-Dade showroom and set it on fire.

BY ALDO NAHED AND CARLI TEPROFF
anahed@MiamiHerald.com

Gerald Georgettis apparently thought he got a raw deal on a new car. So he plowed the Ford Escape he didn't want through the glass showroom, poured gasoline on it and set the North Dade Metro Ford dealership ablaze, Miami-Dade police said Sunday.

He caused nearly a million dollars in damage, scorching around a dozen cars, including a rare Ford GT Heritage, fire officials said.

Georgettis, 56, a supervisor with the city of North Miami Beach, walked away from the dealership Saturday afternoon as if nothing had happened, witnesses said.

Police caught up with him a few blocks away from the dealership at 9000 NW Seventh Ave. He was arrested without incident. Police charged him with first-degree arson, a felony, and with felony criminal mischief. He posted a $1,500 bond on Sunday.

Georgettis could not be reached for comment. The dealership manager declined to comment. But those who know Georgettis were shocked at his apparent act of buyer's rage. North Miami Beach Mayor Raymond F. Marin was stunned to hear Georgettis, whose duties include managing the city's Jules Littman Performing Arts Theater, could do such a thing.

''He's a nice guy. I didn't know him to be malicious or anything,'' Marin said. ``He's always been nice to me and to people he knows.''

It's unclear what Georgettis' status with the city will be due to his arrest. The incident played out on a busy Saturday afternoon at the dealership. According to Miami-Dade Police, Georgettis was fuming over the price he paid, a new one goes for about $20,000 and it's unknown what price he paid for a new beige Ford Escape SUV. On Saturday he went back to the dealership. It's unclear what he was told, but he was angered with the final agreement.

He calmly got into the car and drove it through the windows, sending glass shattering everywhere. He then doused gasoline or a flammable fluid on the Escape and other cars and struck a match.

Denise Cruz, another customer, witnessed the jaw-dropping incident. She had brought her car to be serviced and said she was in line when she saw Georgettis careen into the showroom.
''At first I thought someone had pushed the accelerator instead of the brakes by accident,'' she said. ``But this dude drove through the showroom on purpose.''

Cruz, described the scene as ''pure panic,'' with people screaming ''he's got a bomb!'' She said that once the man was in the showroom, she saw him reach over into the passenger side for something, then heard a loud ``boom.''

''Flames were everywhere,'' she said.

But to her surprise, Georgettis, wearing a bright orange shirt and khaki shorts, was calm and strolled away. The fire spread throughout the dealership and destroyed cars, computers and paperwork. Among the cars damaged was a rare baby blue 2006 Ford GT ''Heritage,'' a limited edition model of only 250 made that sells for $150,000.

A similar rage incident happened in 1994 when Stephanie Elaine Harden, angered at Pep Boys mechanics, walked into the store's showroom at 3388 N. State Road 7 and poured gasoline on the floor, then lit a match. She was arrested on charges of arson.

Miami Herald news partner WFOR-CBS4 contributed to this report.
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Tuesday, February 07, 2006

30 Days In The Hole. . . 30 Days In The Hole. . . 'Ho YEAH!!!

OK, OK. . . Since people asked. . . Going back to "The Hole", was about what I expected. . . With a nice (NOT!!!) twist tossed in just to keep me on my toes. . . .

E-mail overflowing, two "Urgent" assignments and a "suprise." Items one and two expected. . . The "suprise" on the other hand. . . I WILL find the person responsible and make them watch reruns of Little House On The Prarie (from one of the final seasons) until they beg for a swift death by having their pea-sized brain scooped out with a Mason's trowel. . . I spent several hours, over two days, fixing a shared computer because some brilliant sole deleted about 20 key files. . . Doing what?? I have NO idea. . .

In other news. . . .

CC and I are having a rather amusing disagreement. . . He harrasses me for an hour until I give him his dinner (canned food), he then proceeds to sniff, walk away, walk back, pretends to bury it like a kitty poop, walks away again, then goes back while I'm elsewhere to scarf it down. . . What the HELL is that all about??? LOL!!!

Also, since Schree asked. . . I wasn't really affected by the Superbowl crowd in Motown. . . I live in the 'Burbs, about 10 miles south of Ford Field and was NOT about to go anywhere near that mess. . . I will say that people were very well behaved (for the most part) and my only real issue was not being able to watch a local TV channel without having to hear the hype. . . WHO CARES?!?!?!

NASCAR!!!!

Starting this weekend, Babs, Clance', Wendy and I will be on NASCAR overload. . . New Season. . . new cars (for the Ford drivers), new teams and no end of excitement. . . Bring it ON!!!! Just wish I could be in Daytona myself. . . Some day. . . sigh. . .

OK, enough babbling from the Motown Tranny. . . Hope y'all had a great day. I'll be making the rounds to check on ya. . .

HUGGSS!!

UPDATE. . . I saw a short clip of the "Stones" Superbowl performance at Halftime earlier tonight. . . . Time to hang it up boys!!!!! You now have more money than living brain cells. . . That was NOT a pretty sight. . . EEWW!!!







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Sunday, February 05, 2006

Vacation Is Over. . . DAMN!!

Wow. . . The last week has passed MUCH too quickly. Here it is Sunday night and I have to go back to the Hell Hole tomorrow. . . I'm sure there will be several major forest fires burning on my desk, my e-mail will be overflowing and I'll have to listen to all the hangover whining from SuperBowl partying. . . Lightweights!!!

On the plus side, I'm sure CC will be glad to see me leave tomorrow. . . I know I've interfered with his nap schedule (paybacks are a bitch, aren't they fuzz-butt??!!!) and I have the nerve to sit on the couch, right where he likes to sleep (Hey pal. . . I paid for it, I'll sit anywhere I want!!!). Hells bells, now I'm arguing with a cat. . . And he's winning. . .

I did manage to take care of several small projects around the dump, although I didn't get around to painting the laundry room. . . Maybe Easter weekend, since I'll have 4 days off. . .

I AM glad THIS weekend is over. . . If they ever announce the SuperBowl is coming to Motown again, I'll move to Bumfuck South Dakota, just to get away from all the hype. . . Give. . . me. . . a. . . fucking. . . break!!! It's a fucking football game!!!! 22 guys in goofy uniforms, beating the shit outta each other. . . It's not like it's NASCAR or something that really matters!!!! LOL!!!

Yes, NASCAR. . . only 13 more days. . . Yes, NASCAR. . . only 13 more days. . . .

If it can't kill ya, it aint a sport. . .

G'Nite!!
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Thursday, February 02, 2006

Two Cups Of Coffee

One of my girlfriends sent this to me earlier today. She knows about all the crap that's been happening with my job and other issues. She could not have picked a better day to share this.

Thanks "A"


A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.

The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.

The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous "yes."

The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.

"Now," said the professor, as the laughter subsided, "I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things-your God, family, your children, your health, your friends, and your favorite passions -- things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full.

The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house,and your car. The sand is everything else -- the small stuff. If you put the sand into the jar first," he continued, "there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls.

The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you. Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your partner out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal. Take care of the golf balls first -- the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand."

One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee represented. The professor smiled. "I'm glad you asked. It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend."


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