Wanda Sykes is crackin me up!!

Just sitting here, watching this before I take a shower, and go to bed. OMG this bitch is so funny.... she's not to good at acting, but as a stand-up comedian, she is AWESOME!!
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Just here on break, trying to see how this mobile blogger works

Oldie but Goodie

Looking back through all my old blogs, it just represents how much of a dork I am, which you will hopefully learn, or for the ones that do know me, reinforce, lol.

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Diary Excerpts from a Dog and a Cat:

The Dog's Diary:

8:00 AM - Dog food! My favorite thing!
9:30 AM - A car ride! My favorite thing!
9:40 AM - A walk in the park! My favorite thing!
10:30 AM - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
12:00 PM - Milk bones! My favorite thing!
1:00 PM - Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
3:00 PM - Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!
5:00 PM - Dinner! My favorite thing!
7:00 PM - Got to play ball! My favorite thing!
8:00 PM - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!
11:00 PM - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!


The Cat's Diary:

Day 983 of my captivity.
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects.
They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep my strength.
The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet. Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates my capabilities. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a "good little hunter" I am. Bastards!
There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of "allergies." I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage.
Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow, but at the top of the stairs.
I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches.
The dog gets special privileges. He is regularly released, and seems more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded.
The bird must be an informant. I observe him communicate with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe. For now!!

forbdnbehr: Under Construction

HOLY SHIT!! It is 11:09 pm as I write this. Just finished watching RuPaul's Drag Race, and DAMN MY DVR, it didn't record UnTucked, and I know it was going to be real dramatic. It's ok, I'll catch it tomorrow. Tummy is full, and although I know I shouldn't have had dinner this late, what can you do... Oh yah, cook it earlier.
OOOOOOOO Single Ladies just can on, and yes bitches, workin all the right moves, as I sit here doing this, lol

So, why start a blog/vlog, uuhhmmm, who the fuck knows, lol. I originally wanted to start it to keep a diary of weight loss. No I am not going to lie, I kinda fell off the wagon.... oh lets be real, my fat ass tipped that shit, lol. Now I know that came as a big shocker to you all, but all I can do is dust myself off and try again.

I am going to try... TRY to update this at least... a couple of times a year, lol, week. I am sure that it will be quite a hoot for anyone who subscribes, if anyone subscribes, but who cares, it could be fun.

So stay tuned for updates, cause if anything it will be, interesting, this journey of a chubby bear in Long Beach.

Good Night for now, and I think I will add some blogs from my past, just to give this shit some body :)