Pictures of Recent Happenings

YEA Christmas!
Not really sure what's going on here to be honest

Christmas party fun! Thank you Josh for this adorable picture
Brett making his entrance to the Christmas party of awesomeness!
Natalie upon entering the BEST Christmas party EVER!!
Brian upon entering...I think you get it: )

ZRPBC youth singing Christmas carols and hymms at the local mall.
Good way to start out the season I believe.


And as a way of concluding, MERRY CHRISTMAS to all. We love at Kitchen Talk love you.

In memory of....

MY EARRINGS!!!!

You experience the world with me
tis very very true
and when my ear is naked
I am very very blue

Please find your way back to me
as soon as you can
my ears are very lonely
and I am very sad.



Death: November 24, 2006. Cause: Eaten by very potent contact solution.

Brother Willow

Weeping willow,
Can I join thee?
Weeping ever so silently.
Let me lay myself beneath thee,
Let me let they tears engulf me.
I don’t desire any other company.
Just thy tears,
And my melancholy.

In Honor of November...Please see the Beehive for a further explanation

Stationary Technology


You have reached Retailing, Inc!
A proud tradition of retailing!

We now have an automatic voice
recognizing machine! Please say your...

Don't you mean "we can't understand a
thing you say" machine?

...request from the following options.
Marketing!
Sales!
Support!

Peppy. Way too peppy.
Mar-kuh-ting.

I'm sorry. I did not
understand...

You. It doesn't
understand you.

...your request.
Please select

Hmm...perhaps...
Mar-kit-ing

I'm sorry. I did not
understand...

Cheese-bur-ger.
Milk-shake.
Anything - please send me to
the operator.
Pound key.
Star key.

I'm sorry!
It seems you are having
trouble!

Don't apologize. Put me
through to a pers-

Please hold while we
transfer your call!

Yes, finally. Okay, I need
some brochures.

Sure! That will be no
problem...

A new record! That only
took 15 minutes!

...Please hold while I
transfer you to that
department!

Still no brochures.
And Peppy. Still peppy.
And background music that starts
at the exact same spot every time.

I'm sorry! This department
has closed for the day!
Please say or press 0 for...

Thought

Sometimes my efforts seem futile.

Are you kidding me?

While taking lunch at work, I'll occasionally look at the news headlines for the day at msn.com. This one definitely caught my eye:

IT'S SNOW JOKE: SAN DIEGAN TRAINS IN FREEZER FOR ANTARCTIC ULTRA MARATHON

These days, I can maybe, maybe run a mile. Much less a half marathon. But, I do have a lot of respect for people that are blessed to run. And for this guy, Mike Pierce, well, maybe intrigued is the best word. Because he's going to Antarctica to run more than a marathon. To be precise, he's running 62.1 miles. In Antarctica.

Now to prepare, and this also caught my eye, he's running in a 60 x 40 freezer, with most of his gear on. (Kinda sounds like an advertisement for L.L. Bean or Land's End as you read about his different layers of clothing.) The freezer stays at about -5 degrees. I always enjoyed running in cooler weather. Something about the way the wind hits you right in the lungs, and you can feel the crisp air. But, I am in no hurry to try out -5 conditions.

Pierce said that last year there was a total of 9 runners. And that simply to finish was like winning a medal because you had not only finished the run, but you had survived. Now that sounds like a competition.

The bear died a cruel death...

To mark the occasion of Table of Stone's 21st Birthday, Elyowenah and I conspired to throw a grand surprise party. We all kept the secret quite well. Many friends joined us, and we hid in the dark as Ely went to pick her up. They were supposed to go out, but, oops, "he forgot something." When she came through the door: SURPRISE!!!!



Her friends from Auburn came up, and quickly they conspired to (cue Darth Vadar theme music) KILL THE BEAR. Believe it or not, Publix makes a really great 3-d cake. Ely got a teddy bear cake with a Pharmacy coat on it. But life wasn't to be happy for this bear...


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First, we set him on fire, while merrily singing happy birthday.



Then, we sliced him right in half. It was all downhill from there. His body sort of became a blob, which began to fall all over the place, moving in various and sundry ways - bending backwards, falling sideways. We tried to do emergency surgery, but he ended up disheveled. And besides, our emergency surgery was slowly giving way to multiple amputations.



All in all, the party was a blast, if I do say so myself. Happy 21st, dear Sis. You're pretty much awesome, ;-), and I love ya.