A new quiz

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> 1. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE? No
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> 2. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?
> this morning - I cry at most tv shows - even those that don't have a reason to cry

> 3. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?
> no way - no how
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> 4. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT?
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> ALL OF IT - I'M A CARNIVORE
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> 5. DO YOU HAVE KIDS?
> NO - never wanted any
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> 6. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU?
> no - I'm too self centered
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> 7. DO YOU USE SARCASM A LOT?
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> too much
> 8. DO YOU STILL HAVE YOUR TONSILS?
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> no - they left my body at the age of 5
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> 9. WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP?
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> I would if my heart could take it
> 10. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE CEREAL?
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> I hate cereal
> 11. DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF?
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> I only wear crocs
> 12. DO YOU THINK YOU ARE STRONG?
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> I used to be
> 13. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM?
> today it is strawberry. tomorrow....
> 14. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE?
> I don't notice much of anything
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> 15. RED OR PINK?
> Pink
> 16. What is the weather like outside?
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> hot and humid
> 17. WHO DO YOU MISS THE MOST
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> myself
> 18. DO YOU WANT EVERYONE TO SEND THIS BACK TO YOU?
> yes
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> 19. WHAT COLOR SHOES ARE YOU WEARING ?
> beige
> 20. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE ?
> stuffed banana peppers
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> 22 . IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE? pink
> 23. FAVORITE SMELLS?
> gain detergent
> 24. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE?
> Eddie
> 2 5. DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU?
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> uh huh (yes)
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> 26. FAVORITE SPORTS TO WATCH?>
> Olympics
> 27. Hair Color? >
> blonde
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> 28. EYE COLOR? >
> blue
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> 29.. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS? >
> no
> 30. FAVORITE FOOD?
> beef stroganoff
> 31. SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS?
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> Scary Movies
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> 32. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED?
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> Wolfman
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> 33. WHAT COLOR SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING?
> sky blue
> 34. SUMMER OR WINTER? >
> summer
> 35. HUGS OR KISSES?
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> kisses
> 36. Car or truck ?
> truck
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> 37. MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND?
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> don't know>
> 38. LEAST LIKELY To
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> RESPOND
> > up for grabs
> 39.. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING NOW?
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> nothing hunny
> 40. WHAT IS ON YOUR MOUSE PAD?
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> old beat up gateway pad - today
> 41. WHAT DID YOU WATCH ON TV LAST NIGHT?
> Boston Medical (whatever that show was on ABC)

> 42. FAVORITE SOUND?
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> the trill of treefrogs and crickets in the evening
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> 43. ROLLING STONES OR BEATLES?
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> couldn't care less
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> 44. WHERE DO YOU WANT TO GO TO Next
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> beach
> 45. DO YOU HAVE A SPECIAL TALENT?
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I talk to the animals
> 46. WHERE WERE YOU BORN
> LeMoore, California
> 47. WHOSE ANSWERS ARE YOU LOOKING FORWARD TO GETTING BACK? anybody and everybody
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The Greatest Greyhound Race EVER!

I had the privilege to be involved with the training of Pat C Rendevous. She broke the world record for the greatest number of wins in a row by a greyhound. This record had been held in the Guinness Book of Records for 20 years when she broke it. She raced at the Palm Beach Kennel Club which is a track for good dogs but not the best. Unfortunately another greyhound came along a year later and broke her record, but he raced at a very cheap track.

She won 37 consecutive races in a row. By far the best race was number 32. It was the finals of a Stake's Race which was held so that all the best dogs in the country could be brought in to race against her. That way she would be the undisputed champion. She came around the far turn about 5 lengths behind "She Drops Bombs" the lead dog. It looked like there was no way that she could win. With one step to go to the finish line it looked like she shot a rocket out of her ass. With one stride she made up the whole length and crossed the finish line winning by a nose. It was the most incredible race that I had seen in my 13 years of greyhound racing and I guarantee you the will never be another finish like it.

I was not working in the kennel at the time of the stakes races. I worked there when she ran her first 3/8ths. race. I was picking up at the track that day. She ran 4th. When Johnny(the trainer) heard how she finished he lamented the fact that he had thought she would be a great 3/8ths. racer and he was going to pull her out. I stopped him. The reason she ran fourth was because she was confused when she went by the finish line the first time and she pulled up. This is common with dogs in their first 3/8ths. race because they are used to stopping at this point. When all the other dogs kept going, she took off after them and caught them one by one and passed them. She went from last to 4th. and ran an incredible race for any greyhound. She never made that mistake again and went on to be a champion.

They were offerred $100,000 the night she broke the record. They did not take it.

I just remembered that Rhonda was impossible to walk. The girl that picked her up after races before me used to just throw her in the truck because she didn't want to fool with her. Rhonda was as stubborn as a mule. I forced her to walk after she ran because there are a whole host of problems that can happen if you don't. I was not mean to her. I walked her by pulling the lead and singing "Help Me Rhonda" to her while I did it. She resisted the whole way but slowly but surely we built up to where she was at least walking a minimum distance that was good for her after the race.

"I didn't know that forever meant 29 years!"

One day my boss and his wife walked into the kennel. Locy announced that it was their anniversary. When I congratulated them, Locy leaned over and whispered in my ear..."I didn't now when the preacher said til death do us part that he meant 29 years!"

hahahahahhahahaha

hen parties

On those rare occasions when my dad and brother would be gone at the same time my mom used to have what she called "hen parties". We would have tv dinners(remember when they were in a foil tray with an aluminum foil top and you had to cook them in the oven for 30 minutes) and leave the dishes in the sink afterwards. Leaving dishes in the sink was a big deal to my mom.

Then we would pop popcorn and watch tv. Knowing my mom we probably did our hair and nails and stuff like that but I really don't remember that part. That kind of thing was always important to her and it still is. My sister and I are kind of dumpy. I know on my part it was because I swore to myself that it was absolutely retarded to take 3 hours to get ready to go somewhere - no matter how many times a day you needed to go. To this day I am more of a wash and wear kind of gal.

We lived about 50 yards from the store. No matter how many times a day we went to the store we would ask for a nickel for "goin' to the store". This was our candy money. I know on my part I was never able to use enough willpower to save the money for something good. I would spend it every time I went to the store.

Back then the whole family would go to the local drive-in theatre. I remember seeing "Jeremy" with Robby Benson and "Bonnie and Clyde" with Faye Dunaway. I thought I was so cool because when Jeremy and his girlfriend (Glynnis O'Connell - I thought she was beautiful) were making out my mom made my brother and sister hide behind the back seat and I was allowed to watch. We saw lots of movies but those were the 2 I remember.

Between movies there would be Mr. Magoo cartoons and a countdown clock reminding you to go get popcorn and stuff at the concession stand. We didn't do that though because my mom would pop popcorn at home and we would stop and buy 10 hotdogs for a dollar on the way.

Katie

Katie was a Yorkie that I rescued from a puppy mill. She was the first dog that Karen allowed me to take home and I took the dog home before I had a home for her because I was afraid she would change her mind. I was taking care of daddy at the time and I took her in the house and showed her to him and explained the situation to him so he didn't mind. I assurred him that I would find a home for her quickly. She was missing most of her teeth and her lower canines protruded out of her mouth at a terrible angle (probably from trying to chew her way out of that cage she was in).

At first he felt sorry for her so he was good to her, but that quickly evolved into something much more. Katie fell in love with him and he enjoyed having something to take care of instead of being the one cared for all the time. Before long they were inseparable. He got his motorized wheelchair around this time so he would take her for walks. I would look outside and see daddy and Katie going down the street with Katie pulling at her lead so that it looked like she was actually pulling the wheelchair - kind of like Santa and his reindeer!

They did everything together, even eat. Daddy would get a bite and Katie would get a bite - it didn't matter what he was eating either, she would eat it. I have pictures of him picking mulberries off the neighbors tree and she ate almost as many of them as he did. I built a pen for her that he could drop her into when he was sunning outside and we quickly learned that she could climb the fence! I have always HEARD about fenceclimbers but that is the first time I ever witnessed a dog that could actually do it.

One of the worst days ever was when I had to tell daddy that Katie was lost.(I was actually worried that he was stolen). I had put her out on a tie out in the driveway. When daddy's nurse came that day I made a joke about her running over the dog. She said, "Why, Katie's not out there." My heart sank. I knew what this would do to daddy. I asked her not to say anything until I had a chance to look for her but by the end of her visit I still hadn't found her so we had to tell him. As soon as I told him he got out of his wheelchair and went to bed and he wouldn't talk. I spent the rest of the morning making signs and I called the newspaper to place an ad.

About an hour after I placed the ad I walked in and daddy was on the phone with the people from the newspaper. Apparently someone had called in about having found a Yorkie and so they called and gave daddy the woman's name. He was on the phone getting directions to her house when I walked in. She lived about 2 blocks from us. I told him I would go get her but he insisted on going with me. When I picked her up and handed her to him it was as good as any Disney movie reunion. I was so thankful to find her because I knew that if I didn't he would grieve himself to death over her.

Until that day he had always said, "a dog is a dog" nothing more. I asked him if he would rather have that prized chevy in the garage or her and he wouldn't answer. He smiled at me, but he wouldn't admit that he had a dog that he thought more of than a car.

That was a first for him!

One time I was driving along...

...on the backroads here in WV. I rounded a curve and right smack dab in the middle of the road were 2 dogs locked up in the middle of mating with each other. I could literally see the looks of horror on their faces as they realized they needed to clear out of the road and fast. Unfortunately, as you may or may not know, when 2 dogs are mating there is no way to pull them apart!

Thankfully, I managed to stop.

I watched as they each tried to scramble away with all their might. They weren't getting anywhere though because each was pulling in the opposite direction from each other. they were getting ZERO traction. It was one of the funniest things I have ever seen!

To add to the comical nature of such a sight there were 2 more dogs sitting patiently beside the road waiting for their turn to join in the festivities.

How I Remember Saturday Morning Cartoons in the 70's

All the Looney Toons of course. Sam and Ralph were my favs. You know the sheepdog with the hair over his eyes and the wolf that tried to steal his sheep. They had to punch in and out on a timeclock.

Sigmund and the Sea Monsters

HR Puffinstuff with Witchypoo

Charles Nelson Riley in Lidsville

Josie and the Pussycats

The Jetson's

The Superfriends

Isis (I liked her because she was a female superhero)

I never cared for Tom and Jerry too much. I hear they are my great niece's favorites to this day though.

Does anybody remember Kubla, Fran and Ollie. I loved those stories about children around the world.

That Mean Little Man

When I was a kid and we would get sick, my mom would ask us where it hurt. She would ask us if that mean little man was doing a tap dance in our belly or bouncing a ball in our head or running around all over our bodies just making everything hurt. Then she would do something to make that "mean little man" pay for what he was doing to us.

Sometimes she would tickle us to make us feel better, sometimes she would make us a little soup and crackers and get us some 7-up and if we were lucky she would give us some baby aspirin! (Does anybody else remember sneaking and climbing up the cabinets to get some baby aspirin We are lucky we didn't overdose or something. We loved the stuff!) Anyway all we had to do was go to our mom and tell her that that "mean little man" was doing something and she would make it better.

Staying home from school was always good. We were allowed to sleep in her bed and watch tv all day long. I remember watching Dinah Shore and the Mike Douglas Show. I remember when Chuck Woolery did Wheel of Fortune and when the Price is Right started. When I got a little older I loved to watch the Phil Donahue Show. Does anybody else remember when David Letterman was on in the morning?

Early morning was the time for Captain Kangaroo and Mr. Greenjeans. Sesame Street started when I was in the 3rd. grade and the Electric Company started soon after. One of my great disappointments was that the teacher on romper room never did see me in that mirror! Also I dreamed of getting romper stompers one day but I never did.

I WENT to the 96' Olympics in Atlanta

It was a last minute decision. I suddenly found myself with 3 days off, so I decided to take off to Atlanta (I live in WV). I have always wanted to be a marathoner (in my younger days they didn't allow women in marathons) so I set off on my road trip with the goal of watching the Olympic Marathon.

I worked until 10 p.m. that night and as soon as I was finished I took off (that was back when I thought sleep was for wimps). I drove all night and I got to Atlanta at about 7 am the next morning. When I was about a 1/2 hour out of town I stopped at a rest area and I bought a newspaper and right there on the front page was the marathon route which was to start at 8 am that day. Perfect timing by golly.

I drove into town and I parked at what I estimated to be the 20 mile mark of the marathon. There were people celebrating everywhere and it was fun just to watch everybody. I was standing on the corner thinking about what I was going to do when I happened to look over about 3 blocks and I saw they had the road blocked off and people were packed behind the barricades. I decided to see what was going on.

I walked over and it turned out that this was the 1 mile marker for the marathon. The runners were just leaving the stadium as I walked up. I stood there cheering with the crowd as each runner went by until it was pretty clear that everybody had passed. Then I walked about 1/2 a block to a sports bar that had big screen tv's everywhere. They were serving breakfast (or whatever you wanted). I had breakfast and bought a couple of Olympic t-shirts and then I walked back to the 20 mile mark. I was just in time to see the leaders go by to do their victory lap around the stadium. I cheered with the crowd again until the majority of the runners went by.

Then I decided to go back home. I only had 3 days off and I was pretty broke if you want to know the truth. Billy and Lisa had gone down and they watched the women's gold medal basketball game (USA won). They had offered to take me with them (the tickets were $600 from the scalpers) but I didn't want them to spend that kind of money on me.

Here is the stupid part.

I have never seen the Mississippi River. I decided to go home by way of the Mississippi thinking it would only take me a few hours more. Boy was that a bad mistake. It took me almost 8 hours just to drive there (which is what it would have taken me to get home) and then I got lost! I hardly ever get lost but I was trapped in the maize of roads by the levee and I couldn't find my way to the river or out. I ended up in Millington, Tennessee and spent the night in a motel there. (my sister Rhonda was born in Millington) Then I drove up to Kentucky and the trip across Kentucky was at least 9 hours.

I made it back to work a day late. Oh well, it was worth it. I did afterall see an Olympic marathon and I got to dip my toes in the Mississippi River.