Showing posts from April, 2005

My taste in music. :)

Thanks to Matt for finding this little quiz, how true it is!

Your Taste in Music:

80's Alternative: Highest Influence80's Pop: Highest Influence80's Rock: Highest InfluenceClassic Rock: Highest InfluenceProgressive Rock: Highest InfluenceHair Bands: High InfluencePunk: High Influence80's R&B: Medium Influence90's Alternative: Medium Influence90's Pop: Medium Influence90's R&B: Medium InfluenceCountry: Medium InfluenceOld School Hip Hop: Medium InfluenceDance: Low InfluenceR&B: Low InfluenceSka: Low Influence

How's Your Taste in Music?

End of the month mortgage prayer

I would have posted this yesterday but I was working a very long day. I survived another month end, y'all! Woohoo! :)


Anyone who has any knowledge of the mortgage industry will definitely appreciate this. Thanks Heather!

Last night as I lay sleeping
I died or so it seemed
Then I went to Heaven
but only in my dream

Up there St. Peter met me
Standing at the Pearly Gates
He said "I must check your record
So please stand here and wait".

He turned and said "Your record
Is covered with terrible flaws,
On earth I see you rallied
For every losing cause."

I see that you drank alcohol
And smoked and goofed off too,
Fact is, you've done everything
A good person should never do.

We can't have people like you up here
Your life was full of sin,
Then he read the last of my record
Took my hand and said "Come in."

He led me up to the big boss and said
"Take him in and treat him well
He worked within the Mortgage business
He's done his time in hell&qu…

Happy 4/20!

Hope everyone enjoys the day. :)

Complaints of a modern day vampire

This went out over the DGL ages ago and I found it while cleaning out my inbox...hope y'all enjoy it!

1. Grunge look makes it tough to tell living from the undead.

2. Hard to get a decent puncture with latex on your fangs.

3. Three Words: Daylight Savings Time

4. Can't enjoy a meal at Burger King without some redneck yelling, "Look
Ma! It's Elvis!"

5. After 45 years of Communist rule, it's impossible to find clean, uncontaminated
Transylvanian soil for bottom of coffin.

6. No bat is safe with Ozzy Ozbourne around.

7. No warm blood for miles around DC.

8. Exhausted from all those Calvin Klein photo shoots.

9. No small task beating F. Lee Bailey to a warm body.

10. Buxom wenches of old have been replaced by aerobicized "hardbodies."

11. Baboon heart makes everything taste gamey.

12. Sick and tired of being mistaken for Keith Richards.

New viruses, LOL!

Here's a funny to start everyone's week off. Thanks to my friend Heather for sending this along! :)

The George Bush Virus - Causes your computer to keep looking for viruses of mass destruction.

The Clinton Virus - Gives you a permanent Hard Drive with NO memory.

The Al Gore Virus - Causes your computer to just keep counting and re-counting.

The John Kerry virus - causes the floppy to flip flop on its stored memory.

The Bob Dole (aka Viagra) Virus - Makes a new hard drive out of an old floppy.

The Lewinsky Virus - Sucks all the memory out of your computer, then e-mails everyone about what it did.

The Arnold Schwarzenegger Virus - Terminates some files, leaves, but will be back.

The Mike Tyson Virus - Quits after two bytes.

The Oprah Winfrey Virus - Your 200 GB hard drive shrinks to 100 GB, then slowly expands to re-stabilize around 150 GB.

The Ellen Degeneres Virus - Disks can no longer be inserted.

The Prozac Virus - Totally screws up your RAM, but your processor doesn't care.

The Jo…

Dead giveaway ;-)

We're home from a wonderful weekend of camping so here's a joke to start the week off. Yes, we definitely did some drinking this weekend! LOL!


While cleaning out my inbox, I found this joke from my friend Heather. It's definitely funny enough to share! :)


Boudreaux staggered home late after another evening with his drinking buddy, Thibodeaux. He took off his shoes to avoid waking his wife, Clotile.

He tiptoed as quietly as he could toward the stairs leading to their upstairs bedroom, but misjudged the bottom step. As he caught himself by grabbing the banister, his body swung around and he landed heavily on his rump. A whiskey bottle in each back pocket broke and made the landing especially painful.

Managing not to yell, Boudreaux sprung up, pulled down his pants, and looked in the mirror to see that his cheeks were cut and bleeding. He managed to find a full box of Band-Aids and began putting a band-aid as best he could on each…