New drug therapy

D A M N I T O L
Take 2 and the rest of the world can go to hell for up to 8 full hours.
E M P T Y N E S T R O G E N
Suppository that eliminates melancholy and loneliness by reminding you
how awful they were as teenagers and how you couldn't wait till they moved out.
ST. M O M M A'S W O R T
Plant extract that treats mom's depression by rendering preschoolers unconscious for up to two days.
P E P T O B I M B O
Liquid silicone drink for single women. Two full cups swallowed before an evening out increases breast size, decreases intelligence, and prevents conception.
D U M B E R O L
When taken with Peptobimbo, can cause dangerously low IQ,
resulting in enjoyment of country music and pickup trucks.
F L I P I T O R
Increases life expectancy of commuters by controlling road rage and the urge to flip off other drivers.
M E N I C I L L I N
Potent anti-boy-otic for older women. Increases resistance to such lethal lines as,
"You make me want to be a better person. "
BUYAGRA
Injectable stimulant taken prior to shopping. Increases potency, duration, and credit limit of spending spree.
J A C K A S S P I R I N
Relieves headache caused by a man who can't remember your birthday,
anniversary, phone number, or to lift the toilet seat.
A N T I-T A L K S I D E N T
A spray carried in a purse or wallet to be used on anyone too eager to
share their life stories with total strangers in elevators.
N A G A M E N T
When administered to a boyfriend or husband, induces the same irritation level as nagging him.

Advance Voting Summary

Approximately 1 hour and 45 minutes...

One Coke
Two friends
seven or eight blog posts, and a stop by Wendy's for lunch later. Done.

I heard of others waiting in the same county took 5 - 6 hours today!

At Work

I can finally use the rest room! Good luck to all you other voters.

Done!

It took half hour between entering the actual polling place to done voting. I couldn't use my cell phone then, so no updates.

Closer?

Near the doors I used to enter the building, near Jocks & Jills. Who knows how much farther. But here's the sign.
Yay!

Voting...

Hitting the one hour mark. Back at Peter Glen.

Now

Near Chow Baby and the elevator. I just saw a co-worker and her husband. They've been 12 people ahead of me this whole time!

@ 10:10...

I was back at the movies entrance....

I haven't been here in a while. This hall doesn't have many stores that are open.

Advance Voting in GA.

I am standing in line at the Cobb Galleria waiting to vote. I'm going to use this space to log my time.

I got here around 9:22. In line for about 38 minutes so far.

They have us snaking around the inside of the mall. At 9:49 I was near the movies entrance.

This is a test

I am testing the remote blog function. I am attaching one of my favorite photos...
BPM 82

Dreamgirls

This is my favorite movie! I just got done lsitening/watching if for the ump-hundredth time. ("I Love You I Do", by JHud, is around 115 BPM).

When I saw it for the first time, I bawled when Jennifer Hudson sang "And I'm Telling You (I'm not Going)". Then I bawled again at the credits when they "introduced" her, since it was her first movie.

People need to stay out of "celebrities" business and let them live their lives, unfettered by all of this hating, internet gossip, and whatever.

Watch out, Jennifer Hudson's career is probably going to most closely resemble that of Aretha Franklin than any other black femal performer. There will be husband drama, label drama, and weight drama.

I love her voice and most of the songs I've heard her perform, outside of "Dreamgirls".

9/11

As i read my first post, I noticed the date. september 11th. Seven years after the attack.

I shared some thoughts on 9/11 on a blog at work.
I have re-posted them here.

I am a New Yorker and to think that the Twin Towers were attacked and ultimately destroyed had me asking myself "How can this be?". I mean, I visited that building. I had family that worked or used to work there.

That Tuesday morning was routine for me. I was getting ready for work and watching/listening to the Today show. Then I heard Katie Couric and Matt Lauer jump in with breaking news that an explosion or something happened to the World Trade Center. I stopped gettting ready. My eyes were glued to the TV. While I was watching them try to describe what they were seeing, I saw the other plane hit! "OMG, it's not an accident. This is intentional!" I thought. I called my sister and she tried to contact the relatives still in NYC, the ones who worked downtown. They were OK. (As I type this, I'm getting misty.)

I watched the Towers burn some at home, then headed for the office. It seemed as if 285 was deserted. I heard/saw a plane overhead and got scared. "Was someone going to attack Atlanta, too?" I couldn't help thinking that crazy thought. (Dobbins Air Reserve Base is close by and perhaps they were deploying in response to the attack). I turned on the radio to keep up with the events. While I was driving to work, the first Tower fell. I cried in the car.

When I got to the Atlanta campus, no one was working. Everyone was watching TV. We watched the coverage, and then the second Tower fell. I was incredulous. These buildings that seemed so big and mighty and THE symbol of New York were gone! I couldn't believe that it happened in my lifetime. I still can't.

I kept watching: the Pentagon; the plane lost over Pennsylvania; the hundreds of thousands (it seemed) of dirty, grimy people walking out of the city over the Brooklyn Bridge, many of the women were walking barefoot!

That night when I got home, I was glued to the news. It was a sad, sad day in American history. Personally, I am not happy with the President's response to the attack. Nor am I happy that seven years later we still haven't found the person/person's responsible and brought them to justice.

These days, when I watch pre 9/11 movies or see pre-9/11 photos of NYC, I take the time to appreciate the Towers. To me, they defined my youth. I used them as a landmark as my parents drove around town. And now that they are gone, there's not only the empty space where they used to be in Manhattan, but also an empty space in my heart. Filled with tears and grief for all the people that lost their lives.

NYC, DC, Shanksville, Iraq, Afghanistan.

What is BPM

BPM stands for Beats Per Minute.

Pardon me, but this is my initial post. I'm testing out this Google blog thing. Right now my BPM is sub 90. Think "Got Til it's Gone" by janet (89).

DJ's use BPM to program their sets. Professional audio equipment has features that let you view and control the tempo of a song. I use my mixer to see the bpm when I preview songs and take notes.

This digital age is making it harder to keep up with these notes. I don't have a laptop loaded with all my music, categorized and such. I have a couple of pioneer pro cd players and three Technics 1200s. I have two huge racks of vinyl that needs to be categorized and converted (or vice versa) to CD. And a bunch of CDs that I carry around in three large CD cases.

pardon my ramblings, but like I said, this is an initial post.
testing.
testing 1 - 2 - 3...
mic check