The Crazy Rants of Samantha Burns

A couple years ago I shouted out my biggest pet peeve: loud eaters.

Blech!

But, more recently, after seeing it time and time again misspelled online, I'd have to say that mistaking the word "lose" for "loose" is fast becoming pet peeve numero uno.

Seriously, people! "Lose" means to misplace or be without something, and "loose" means something that is not tight (kinda like Britney, or was that Lohan, or maybe Paris. I don't know, you decide - they're all the same to me).

Burn it into your brains, do anything, just don't mix them up again.

AGH!

Speaking of pet peeves...

For more of Sam's Pet Peeves, check out the Pet Peeve Archives.

And, don't forget to check out the Top 10 Pet Peeves Of Blogging.

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Posted by Samantha at 12:07 AM | Permalink | Comments (5)

Sing with me to the tune of that famous song:

Memories, my computer's acting real slow.
Memories, if I don't get some more, my mind will blow.

It's too slow!

And, it's not like I can afford a little stick of memory right now, either. No, just when money's at its tightest *KABLAMO* another problem arises.

Go figure.

So, here I am on my death bed (or so it seems) dealing with the ultimate pain in the arse, writing this article and hoping, just... hoping that I will be able to save my work without it timing out on me.

Gak!

Every time it does that, I fear I will never see my hard work pop back up again. And, I know many of you have had this problem, or similar problems where you nearly lose everything, or you run into a worse problem and you do lose everything.

And, the only solution to me not ripping this computer apart and tossing it out the window is to remember how much poorer I'd be if I had to buy a whole new computer.

That, and this freshly made Margarita sitting beside me really does the job of forgetting my woes.

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Posted by Samantha at 10:00 AM | Permalink | Comments (2)

Can't the media just shut the frick up about the guy's passing? And, I'm not even going to say the man's name because you know who I'm talking about after this news bit has been plastered everywhere online and on tv.

Shuddupppppp!

As for publicly showing the video of his death, are you kidding?

Is this what passes for entertainment these days? Because you can't tell me that showing a tape of someone dying is paying homage to the person.

Get a life.

Plus, as if the family actually wants to be perusing the internet, searching for a recorded history of endangered fools, and come across some frickin' youtube videos of the dude's death.

Good grief.

Let the man rest!

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Posted by Samantha at 10:00 AM | Permalink | Comments (2)

I recently received this email, my first hate mail if you don't count True Blue's trying to turn me into a leftist hippy ultra-feminist.

Ya, blogging for nearly a year, and this is the extent of my hate mail. Pretty lame hate mail if you ask me, too.

Subject Heading: get a life, Canuck
Following culled from your humorous blog.
if you aren't offending by something
mostly humours angles on stories
You have a major in what? Do you even know who Cathy Sheehan is? Just how ignorant are you anyhow? I love it when the currently young verbally dump on the older than them. It's extra funny when a woman does it, of course. When women are young and firm and (in some cases) pretty they're on top of the world. Give it a few years. Then see what happens. It's funny, but sad, too. Hasslewhatever is an asshole, sure, but is it funny to slam him? I can't think of a greater waste of time with the exception of what I'm doing right now.

What the frick does "if you aren't offending by something, mostly humours angles on stories" mean? You speaka' da h'English? I can only interpret what you wrote to mean something about most of my articles are humourous, which I find them to be and don't give a d*mn if others do or don't. Fortunately, I have an amazing network of readers who do think the same as me, and I appreciate that greatly.

Second, no, I don't know who Cathy Sheehan is; I know who Cindy Sheehan is, however, and she is exactly the bullsh*t artist that many consider her to be.

Get your names correct if you want to whine about my blogging.

Third, I'm not exactly young. I've been through the youthful ignorance stage, and perhaps I'm setting myself up here for a slam, but I know I'm beyond that now. And, I'm going to be d*mn fine well into my 80's, thank you very much, because although I'm smokin' physically, my intelligence is the most sexiest - if I do say so myself - and that will be with me for a long time to come!

Sounds to me like you're going through some sort of gender/aging crisis since you mention it frequently, but that's just my assessment.

Finally, I don't know if Hasselhoff's an a$$hole like you claim, but he sets himself up as a douchebag to be poked fun of. Even Adam Sandler thrills at beating the cr*p out of jiggly-boobed Hoff in Click (which, yay, I got to see finally - where was the "you can do eet!" Rob Schneider comment. I missed it if they had it.) :-(

I think the funniest part of it is that I researched the name of the emailer, and it appears the person has left similar bull on other sites, stating that s/he doesn't know why s/he's wasting time commenting.

So don't, you fool! What's the bloody point? To be annoying and waste our time reading your drivel? Don't bother coming to read my blog if you don't agree with it; it certainly won't hurt my feelings any if you f*ck off.

Oh well, if anything, you gave me an article out of it all, anyhow. Glad I got it, too, since Lostinlimaohio hasn't been able to write for me in a while. So, I guess I can appreciate that about the sniveling story sent to me.

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Posted by Samantha at 10:01 AM | Permalink | Comments (11)

If you haven't guessed by now, there are a lot of idiotic things that people do, which p*ss me off.

I'm sure these same things p*ss you off, too, so I have compiled a few of those irritants and have created some consequences to go with them.

These laws are to be upheld as it is the only way society can cope with the world's f*cknuts.

I will begin with my biggest pet peeve:

1. If you drive slow in the fast lane(s), the law suggests that you be punished in the cruellest fashion: you will be subjected to a mind-numbing musical performance by Celine Dion.

2. For those who bring odoriferous, stinky lunches to work and then eat them at your public desk, you will be punished by communal a$$ kicking. Every co-worker get in line; it's time to get revenge.

3. If you are one of those creeps who takes your date out, but you end up spending the night gabbing on a cell phone, then you are definately deserving of getting that cell phone crammed up your a$$. (This one, unfortunately, has benefits if you use a vibrating ring tone, as you may enjoy it going off up your derriere.)

4. This one's for those who tell the same story over and over again, and never find anything new to talk about. We call these people repeat offenders. Although there is no immediate punishment for this behaviour, these people require cattle prod markings of the letter "L" on the forehead, labelling them "losers" as a warning to all that these people have no life.

5. Last, but I'm sure, not least, it's the law of courtesy. For example, at all times, you will be required to apologise if you bump into someone, whether you "feel" it was your fault or not - it's only polite. Perhaps some would consider this merely a Canadian law, but out of decency, it shall be applied worldwide. Punishment: watching 72 non-stop hours of video clips with David Hasselhoff running along the beach with his breasts jiggling in Baywatch. One of the worst tortures known to mankind.

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Posted by Samantha at 10:01 AM | Permalink | Comments (4)

Winger Comics knows the idiocy of the media.

This is something that many of us know about the media bias, and something that I've written about in the past: the mainstream media

"first tells the public what to think; then they poll the people on what they think; then they publish that the people think this certain way. Well ya, if you are manipulating people to think a certain way, then of course your poll is going to articulate that."

And, even when they should know better, some people forget about the manipulation and fall into the trap.

And, don't just take my opinion on it, this unconfirmed report that I'm holding in my hands confirms that this is a fact.

Anyhow, if you haven't already, check out the cartoon. I especially like the brainwashing element of "civil, civil, civil, civil, war, war, war" and "hate Bush, Bush, Bush".

This is exactly how brainwashing brings out the weakminded moonbats protesting over their own freedom and risking the lives of the heroes protecting our freedom. Well, there's that and the fact that many loonies just like to protest for the sake of protesting. Boring.

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Posted by Samantha at 12:03 AM | Permalink | Comments (2)

Does anyone else notice how terrible television commercials are getting?

Some don't advertise their product, so you don't even know what the commercial is for. What's the point of that? Or, they flash their product name at the end of the commercial, whoopty-doo - still don't know what it is they're selling.

Others don't even touch on humour, intrigue, or enlightening the senses in any way.

Take, for instance, the new Pepsi commercial with Jimmy Fallon. I just saw this one the other day, and it is so retarded.

And, not the good kind of retarded, I mean cr*ptacular.

He drinks, and then starts dancing moronically down the street while some woman on the other side of the street does the same, then on top of a taxi cab, he lifts her up and she doesn't come back down. End of commercial.

Uh... okay then.

Fallon was cheesy and flawed, but decent on SNL, and now that he's left the cast, I think he must be desperate for a buck because that commercial bites it big time.

Another really terrible thing about commercials is their pitiful use of oldies-but-goodies music. One example is the Swiffer ad that revises that Salt N' Pepa song, Push It.

"Push it real good"

Seriously, I thought I told myself I'd stop watching tv.

I'm off to listen to some Salt N' Pepa music... and I won't be thinking of brooms.

*Coca Cola rules*

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Posted by Samantha at 12:02 AM | Permalink | Comments (10)

Okay what the frick is this cr*p with comedy shows having little discussion panels throughout the show?

If you're not sure what I'm talking about, I mean those comedy collaborations like the top 100 comics of all time, the richard pryor "I'm not dead yet" show, or the nubian disciples show.

If you're still unaware, I can't help you.

For the rest of you, does that not annoy you, too, when these shows have a bunch of comedians sitting around a table talking about the good ol' days?

Yapping about little incidents and stuff like that.

It's not the history channel, you morons, it's comedy.

I don't care about your yap, yap, yap, just give me the ha, ha ha's.

It's not bad enough that these supposed comedy channels play the same shows repeatedly without ever giving us fresh stuff to watch, but now they're adding boring discussions about comedians?

*yawn*

Now, I know why I prefer spending time with my blog than watching tv.

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Posted by Samantha at 10:02 AM | Permalink

What is it about telling children's age by the month?

I can kind of understand, perhaps, the history of it, but I don't quite get why after a child is one year old, they are still counted by their month rather than year.

For example, this news bit discusses a 23 month old who took his mom's van for a spin.

Why do people refer to a near 2 year old as 23 months old? Why not just say a two year old or a child who's almost 2 or something like that?

It probably has something to do with the past where a child wasn't really considered to be a human until it reached two years old, or that there was still a chance of a child dying before it reached two years old, but come on, this is the 21st century.

Does that happen in our modern society that frequently to have to still call a child by its month age? Ya, it still happens in the third world and all that, but not in the first world like it used to.

I think it's ridiculous calling kids by their month age, so I always say, they are 1 and a half or whatever age they are.

I guess we should just be glad that we don't have to go by our month age throughout our whole lives. What would I be by now, like 371 months old?

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Posted by Samantha at 01:05 PM | Permalink | Comments (3)

Oh no, not a new reality show.

And, it gets worse, it's Canadian made, which means low budget and cr*ptactular: it's called the MuchMusic VJ Search.

Apparently, MuchMusic (Canada's version of MTV) is holding a reality series for 10 contestants who would like to become the next VJ for the music video channel.

For those unaware, a VJ is a video jockey - or in other words, some young twit who like, yammers on about pop culture and like, about who's dating who, and who's like, so hot and like, so cool.

Like, oh my gosh.

Let's just say I'll be ignoring those channels for the next 10 weeks or so.

(not that I don't already)

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Posted by Samantha at 01:00 PM | Permalink | Comments (4)

What in the h*ll is the point of "talk shows" like Maury and Springer?

I was flipping the channels and Maury came on, for about five seconds mind you, and I couldn't believe they put that junk on tv.

And, it's not even the fake story lines or issues that makes it really bad, it's all the bleeping they do throughout the show.

Perhaps I just caught it at the wrong moment, but it seemed like every second word was a swear word bleeped out.

I a... no p... the w... sh... you stupid b... ... you. You f... the d... c....

What?

And, why would anyone watch that?

All you see is a bunch of low rent people putting their fingers in each others faces and shouting about who knows what because it's all bleeped out.

Ya, right, if people were really as mad as they portrayed themselves, they'd be decking each other left and right instead of pointing at each other.

But, if you like those shows, or live that lifestyle, perhaps you'd be interested in being a guest for Maury or in the audience for Springer.

*shudder*

I feel so dirty pandering that cr*p on you. I need a bath.

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Posted by Samantha at 10:01 AM | Permalink | Comments (2)

Isn't it interesting how they always bring out old shows/movies on tv as soon as they remake them? Well, it's not so much interesting as it is lame.

For example, the Pink Panther. They've made a new version of the this movie, so now all they're playing on tv are the Pink Panther classics.

They never play the Pink Panther originals at other times, but now that it's a movie....

Has it ever occurred to them that we may like to watch these classics now and then for no reason other than to just enjoy something different from the modern reality cr*p shows and cheesy sitcoms that they show?

And, it really cheeses my goat that we are forced to watch the same movies on tv over and over and over and over again.

Hello, talk about killing interest in seeing the new one at the theatre.

I mean, I've ended up getting so sick of see Pink Panther on every frickin' channel (pretty much) that I wonder if I even want to bother going to see the d*mn show at the theatre.

And the kicker, I don't even watch that much tv to begin with!

Oh man, now that I think about it, it's going to suck when Rambo IV and Rocky VI come out.

I'm going to have nightmares, "yo, Adrian" "yo, Adrian" "yo, Adrian".

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Posted by Samantha at 10:08 AM | Permalink | Comments (2)

Are doctors a different breed of species or something?

Why is it that they show up day after day to work, looking in people's mouths, getting sicknesses and disease breathed all over them, etc. and they rarely seem to take sick time off.

Why the heck do they have all the luck of being around germs and such and yet, they don't seem to get sick as much as you and me?

All it takes me is one simple hot-breathed "hello" from the kids when I go to pick them up from school, and I'm out of commission for a week.

I bet doctors have some sort of special Kill-All Germinator Kit that they use every day before work.

B*stards won't even share it with us.

Seriously, every time I go to make a doctor's appointment because I'M SICK, they are always there to take the time to see me. When is it that THEY'RE SICK, huh?

Plus, I don't know about others out there, but I always have the fantastic luck of getting doctors who think there's nothing wrong with me, so they send my home in agony without any aid regardless of how much I am clearly in pain.

So, I end up suffering with something for a month or more, going to the doctor week after week, all to end up in the most excruciating pain when they finally do something for me.

I think they don't acknowledge or treat people the first time around because they really don't know what it's like to be sick.

It all goes back to their special Kill-All Germinator Kit, or is it their unique species?

Whatever the reason, it's enough to make me sick.

Just once...

ONCE...

I'd like to be treated correctly the first time I go see the doctor.

Once, that's all I ask.

(unfortunately, I don't see that happening, what with their uniqueness, their Germinator Kit, or whatever the h*ll their reasoning is)

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Posted by Samantha at 10:00 AM | Permalink | Comments (6)

I just saw a new Lays potato chip commercial that gave me a little giggle.

If you haven't seen it, it displays a man tipping a bag of Lays over into a bowl, but it takes forever to get one chip out.

Their claim is that there is more flavour in every bag, or something like that.

All I could think of is, ya, they're getting that stingy to the point of only putting in one chip per bag. What a rip off these chip companies are getting.

A big frickin' bag that's only half full (or it's half empty) seems to be the standard these days, which is very deceptive promotion.

Although we know the bag is only half full (or half empty), we tend to perceive that there is more to it because the bag is so frickin' huge.

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Posted by Samantha at 01:05 PM | Permalink | Comments (10)

One thing that I absolutely just don't get is why places generally build parking lots out and not up.

I first wondered this in university where they used tons of land for parking then crammed all their students in little classrooms because they had no land to expand their building. D'uh, h'okay then. If they had spent a little more money to build parkades and raised parking fees slightly (which they do every year anyhow), I think they'd have been better off in the end.

And what rubs me is that the school newspaper wrote an April Fools joke stating that this was the plan, to build a parkade on campus. Now, I ask you, what the heck is so funny about that? I hope they wrote it as a satirical commentary on the school's administrative decisions, but you know, it never solved anything. The university continues to expand outward rather than upward.

And the same goes for other businesses out there. It is so difficult to go shopping or for dinner when there's nowhere to park. Some days, these places lose my business because I'm just not going to drive around for 30 minutes waiting for someone to leave their spot and there are other days when I'm just not up to walking for 10 or more minutes to get to the place from a parking spot.

No thanks, I just pick up some crap burger at some fast food drive-thru and be done with it, or I'll just skip the shopping spree and save my money for a trip or something. I'll make due with what I've got because I can't find a frickin' spot to park.

If nothing else drives me crazy, it'll be my need to know why they don't build parking up rather than out (written while gritting my teeth).

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Posted by Samantha at 01:05 PM | Permalink | Comments (4)

Cont'd from yesterday.

There are many other rituals of the holiday that I’m not fond of.

Like when I have to go to a family members house for Christmas supper when I want to relax and eat at home and check out my new toys (mind out of the gutter). Or, when I'm woken up early on my day off to “see what Santa brought you�.

Ya, my mom still does that to me.

And, trust me, even if you lived far away, they’d still find a way to get to you.

Another cousin of mine lives in central Canada, so I have to mail his gift every year. And, I have to try to find something nice and symbolic of our friendship while making sure it’s not heavy or expensive to mail to him.

Talk about tough.

The shipping costs more than the item most of the time.

This year, it’s going to be flowers because it doesn’t have to be shipped. One florist calls the other to make the bouquet - all I have to do is pay for it basically.

Besides, I really don’t know what to get him anymore as the stores all sell the same things these days.

There’s nothing unique to buy anymore.

So, there you have it. I am, but one of two people in this world whom I know of who aren't all that fond of the holidays.

I wonder if there are any others.

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Posted by Samantha at 09:00 AM | Permalink | Comments (2)

All I ever hear is how much people enjoy the holidays.

A friend of mine, however, mentioned to me how he dislikes them and it got me to thinking, hence blogging on the subject.

I agree with most that the holidays can be enjoyable, especially the closeness you can feel with your loved ones.

Awww... how pleasant.

There are bits and pieces of the Christmas season that just kill me, though. For one thing, I really dislike having to play nice with everyone when I’m not feeling up to it.

Merry, merry, joy, joy, and all that.

Ya, sure when I'm feeling it, but not all the time. It makes me retch.

I also hate having to remember who I have to buy for, who I have to visit, who I’ve already visited, who I have to send cards to, what traditions with whom do I have to participate in, when I have to go where, etc.

It’s outside my comfort zone since I prefer doing things with others more on a whim or will than because I have to. And, you can’t leave anyone out because they’ll never let you forget that you forgot them.

Like my crazy cousin who I've mentioned in the past. I would never hear the end of it if we didn’t watch The Grinch Who Stole Christmas (original cartoon one) with her and go looking at lights with her.

Man, and I mean NEVER hear the end of it.

This year, I was home to watch the show with her, but we didn’t get to go looking at lights, so I have to make sure I phone her closer to Christmas to tell her how “upset� I am that we didn’t get to see the lights together this year.

Trust me, she’d freak out in a pouty and whiny way if I didn’t acknowledge our traditions.

So, with that said, I will continue this article in Part 2 tomorrow and perhaps you have your own dreadful holiday experiences you'd like to share below or have a link to.

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Posted by Samantha at 12:00 AM | Permalink | Comments (3)

My question to you is are there radio stations called Elevator Music fm or Evoking Murder am, or something?

I mean, where do these elevator companies, dentist offices, and telephone "put you on hold" places find their music?

You can probably imagine that I thought to write this article while being tortured by one of the above mentioned places.

You're right.

I was stuck listening to some telephone "put you on hold" music and was about ready to pull out all of my hair when I realised, hey, why not write an article instead of instigating my own unnatural baldness.

So, there you have it. One great reason for blogging is that I've managed to save myself many chilly-headed winter evenings as a result.

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Posted by Samantha at 01:31 PM | Permalink | Comments (9)

It seems everyone and their d*mn dog is having a summit.

World Toilet Summit

Americas Summit

World Summit

Montreal International Game Summit

I'm going to hold my own summit:

The People Sick of Hearing the F*cking Word "Summit" Summit.

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Posted by Samantha at 01:02 PM | Permalink | Comments (8)

itlookslikethis tagged me, so here goes...

The five steps are to:

1. Delve into my archives.
2. Find my 23d post.
3. Post the fifth sentence (or close to it).
4. Post the text of the sentence in this blog along with these instructions.
5. Tag five others to do the same.

Okay, so my 23rd post, July 30th "Top 10 things not to say during an interview" is actually MR.BIG's article, which went like this:

"5. Pull my finger!"

No joke. That's the actual fifth sentence, lol.

If I count only my posts from the beginning to the 23rd, this would be the fifth sentence of August 1st:

"I, for one, amongst probably a majority of this world, am too proud of my past and ancestry to destroy it."

I think MR.BIG's was funnier.

Of course, you know the routine. I won't tag anyone directly, but if you decide to take this one on, let me know and I'll go over to your site and check it out.

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Posted by Samantha at 11:06 AM | Permalink | Comments (3)

WARNING: Religious content. Viewer discretion is advised.

Difster discusses a religious incident that made me ponder human reactions to superstitions.

He discusses a message posted, not by him, that said, "School is cancelled", but when it's clicked on, there is a pic of Jesus on a cross and says, "While Jesus was dying on the cross, He was thinking of you. If you don't repost this message, you are denying Him." I rather like Difster's reaction to it.

I'm not going to get into the Christian beliefs part of it or the misuse of logic part, but I am going to ask about the superstitious part.

In my studies of anthropology, superstition is considered a religion of its own because it can be understood within the definition of religion:

"Belief in and reverence for a supernatural power or powers regarded as creator and governor of the universe."

That is to say that superstitions are supernatural powers that govern an outcome whether good or bad.

My query is why chain mail and the like gets under people's skin so darn much. Is the religious part of it why people get so offended by chain mail, or is there more to it?

I have plenty of friends who just love sending me that email chain mail cr*p. "If you don't send this to 10 people, such and such will happen to you" or "Send this to 10 people and such and such will happen to you".

Whatever.

Or, before computers were a way of life, there was snail mail chain letters where you actually had to write out the whole chain letter to 10 people or something bad would happen. And, the letters would have to list all of the bad things that happened to people in the past as a result of not sending the chain letter to others. Remember that? I haven't seen a single one of those since the Internet hit mainstream. Although I quite like that they are no longer in existance, I don't quite like the email chain letters. ANNOYING!

Perhaps the reason I'm living such a content and happy life is because I threw out those threatening letters rather than passed on the misery to others.

Anyhow, to the topic at hand, what drives us to get so irate, disgusted, and downright flabberghasted by these emails?

To quote a comment made by one of Difster's readers, " I LOATHE those good luck/bad luck e-mails. Delete, delete, delete! And I'm still here!"

What causes these superstitious letters to drive us to the brink of insanity. They are most foul to us and yet, I am at a loss for words on why they are so bothersome.

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Posted by Samantha at 01:42 PM | Permalink | Comments (4)

What is with celebrities going ape s**t over selling their own line of perfume? J-Lo, Celine Dion *shudder*, Beyonce, Britney Spears, Sarah Jessica Parker, Maria Sharapova (tennis celeb), Alan Cumming, Naomi Campbell, and Madonna among others.

Consumers are becoming more and more autonomous as they don't reach for the stars themselves by choosing their own scent preference, but rely on their favourite celebrities to tell them how to smell.

If you happen to be a fan of Celine dion *shudder*, you will likely buy her scent over making a choice based on what you actually like as a smell.

Similarly, if you don't like J-Lo, you will not likely buy her perfume, even though it might smell really nice on you.

I'm just apprehensive of the day they come out with Michael Moore's fragrance, Essence of Glutonous Blue Whale.

You must also fear the dangers of Courtney Love's new fragrance Eau De Nasty Snatch. It's poisonous too; you do not want to inject this perfume into your system as it's toxins will cause sudden death.

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Posted by Samantha at 01:45 AM | Permalink | Comments (11)

I think that the cost of eating out will go up fairly soon. The reason for this is because eating out is beginning to cost less than grocery store shopping.

I can't believe that every single piece of meat I bought the other day cost me $10 each. Just about everything in the store was $10 each. Now, if you add veggies, dairy, grains, etc. to that to make a full meal, you are paying about $15-20 for one meal. Isn't that what we pay in the restaurant? I can't believe it.

What's the point of buying groceries if you can eat out and be served by someone for the same price?

This is my reasoning for why the price of eating out will go up, unfortunately. Groceries aren't likely to go down in price unless there is widestream disapproval of this, and I don't think there is. The majority of people seem to be accepting it rather than fighting it.

So now, the restaurants will use the excuse that buying the staples costs them more nowadays, so they have to raise their prices. They will eventually see that grocery store prices are equaling their restaurant prices, and they will raise it since eating out is supposed to be a luxury. It won't remain a luxury if everyone can do it all the time.

I also see fast food prices raising to match the raising cost of staples. And, since food is a necessity, we must purchase it in order to survive and give in to these rising prices, or starve.

It seems that we are accumulating too much wealth. Something's got to give. Apparently, gas and groceries will get that ball rolling.

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Posted by Samantha at 07:06 PM | Permalink | Comments (11)

Why do stores close early on Saturday and Sunday? That is just about the single most moronic thing I can think of about our society.

The majority of people get weekends off from work, and this is usually quality family time when parents are more likely to spend money on their kids and on family necessities. Does it not make sense to stay open on Saturdays and Sundays so that the general public can shop?

You can tell that they would benefit from staying open by looking at stores about 15 minutes before closing time and seeing how many cars are still in the parking lot. Where I live, the lots are plumb full of cars at 5:45 pm on Saturday, but those people have to leave in the next 15 minutes because the store's closing.

Why, oh, why don't they want to serve their customers? Why, oh, why don't they want to make more money by staying open later?

People typically can't make it to the store after work during the week, so the weekend is the only chance they get, but the weekend is their time to sleep in.

Saturday and Sunday are, for many people, days to sleep in and then go out to enjoy a leisure weekend. Shopping is a leisure event. Hence, since people sleep in, they get a late start on the day, which means they need more time to shop.

For example, if I were to get up at 10-11 am rather than the usual 7 am for work, I'd get ready and leave the house after lunch, or perhaps I felt like lounging around before getting out for the day. Therefore, I got a late start on the day, which means I may need a store to be open past 6 pm for me to be able to get anything accomplished.

I really hate being pushed out of a store at their closing time when I would have been spending, perhaps, hundreds of dollars if I were able to stay.

Maybe you're asking why I don't just get up earlier if I need to get stuff. My answer, I'm sure as heck not getting up early on my one of only two days of rest from my hectic working schedule. I'm not farm folk who get up at 5 am everyday; I'm city folk, I have a city life, and I keep city hours.

The only problem is that city hours end before I want them to.

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Posted by Samantha at 12:49 AM | Permalink

That's one thing that's good in this world still. Hairdressers will stay open for you past their store hours. Mr. Big got his hair done the other day at 5pm, the store's actual closing time. They stayed open just for him. Isn't he special.

You can't find that in other stores, at least not here, they are busy pushing people out about 10 minutes BEFORE closing time. I don't get why a store which is packed full of people would want to close when they could obviously make more money staying open a little longer.

This has bothered me for some time now. I know that employees don't want to work more than their 8 hour shift or whatever and that stores don't want to pay their employees overtime, but geesh, what happened to the good ol' days when stores wanted to please their customers?

If they thought about it, they would likely make a profit off keeping their store open and paying a half hour of overtime to a few employees. Perhaps there is a law or something that states that stores are only allowed to be openned during the registered times or something?

I don't get it.

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Posted by Samantha at 12:42 AM | Permalink | Comments (4)

Loud eaters: slurping, smacking, gnawing, and grunting away. I mustn't say more or I'll end up in the bathroom puking my guts out. Really, really bother's me.

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Posted by Samantha at 08:06 PM | Permalink | Comments (2)

Having worked in in the drive-thru section of fast food, I feel I have an admissible right to call some cashiers dimwits, especially this one... Grapevine's Ramblings.

It seems that Brandon had the misfortune of going through a fast food drive thru where the chicky-doodle behind the counter was busy chatting on her cell phone. I'm sorry, but some of those workers are so simpleminded that I'm surprised she had the ability to do two things at once, and I'm surprised she didn't ring Brandon up a party pack for 50 people or something.

Oh, you'd better believe I'll have more to come in the future on the wonders of the fast food business, and the crappola pay, and the fun of coworkers, and the craziness of the whole industry, and...

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Posted by Samantha at 12:56 AM | Permalink

Yes, Stan, yes, we are idiots to that degree. We require warning labels that tell us, "no, don't drink that motor oil, it's dangerous" and "yes, please put the gas nozzle back in its proper holder".

We are also idiots to the extent that we still require instructions on how to wash our own hair with shampoo. "So, what comes after I put the shampoo in my hair and lather it? Oh, that's right, rinse it". Duh, h'okay, they must think we are all a bunch of Big Mooses from the Archie comics.

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Posted by Samantha at 01:09 AM | Permalink | Comments (5)

This one's referring to Rat Blog who writes about the lab idiots dealt with on a regular basis. Sounds like your idiots are similar to many idiots found in daily life.

Idiots who cut you off in traffic just to get ahead of you, then slow down.

Idiots who budge in line at the store.

Idiots who see you grabbing for something in the store, so they beat you to it and steal the last one.

Idiots you live with who use the last of something, like drinking the last of the milk, and put it back in the fridge or on a shelf.

Idiots who never share in task work, which would make it go a heck of a lot faster for everyone if they did help out.

What are they thinking... that they're the centre of the universe?

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Posted by Samantha at 02:23 PM | Permalink | Comments (7)

I'd like to know why so many men who work out think they need steroids.

Personally, I think the drug is overrated because it makes men look like deformed freaks. To me, it's similar to cosmetic surgery where the women and men who get it look physically deformed in some way. The men who use steroids have muscles that aren't natural looking and they get a neck so thick that it looks like they have no neck.

I remember being at a gym where a majority of the men were on steroids. Sure, they could lift more and work out harder and stronger, but they looked horrible for doing so. Maybe someone out there could give me a good reason for why using steroids is so popular because I just don't get it.

I wouldn't date a guy on 'roids because I'd be too embarrassed to be seen with him. The body gets all disproportionate compared to the men who either don't work out or work out the proper, natural way. I also hear that it makes a certain body part shrink and become virtually useless, so I'm not gung ho for that one, and I don't know why they would be. Is it true?

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Posted by Samantha at 05:12 PM | Permalink | Comments (6)

I know this can't be said for all truckers because I have a kind, decent hearted relative who is one, but what is with the attitude of some truck drivers on the highway?

I have seen them tailgate little cars in a way that if the car stopped suddenly, it would be smucked along with everyone inside. Truckers can't be that heartless to want that to happen, can they?

I have also been the passenger in a Bronco that almost got its rear end tagged by a truck as it blew around and past us. There was no reason for it; we were speeding as it was, so it's not like we were driving slowly to annoy the trucker.

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Posted by Samantha at 12:22 AM | Permalink | Comments (6)

You know what my pet peeve is right now? It's all the suing that's going on, primarily in the states. I know this doesn't apply to the majority of my US friends, but a vast number of complainers are finding the craziest things to sue over. Like the old hot coffee lawsuit. Well Duh! Coffee hot. Or the recent burnt butt allogation Duh, chemical's burn.

I mean, you wonder why society's becoming overly sensitive, or too politically correct. EVERYONE. IS. AFRAID. OF. A. LAWSUIT. If anyone even gets a whiff of possible trouble, they backpedal and change to become more PC.

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Posted by Samantha at 03:26 AM | Permalink