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9/17/2019 · 2:03 am· Trouble · Good Bye Blue Sky
sometimes waiting and watching is all you can do. The weather has been oscillating quite a bit this... | Read More

9/1/2019 · 1:30 pm· Jaime · Good Bye Blue Sky
It's summer. We don't adventure much in the summer. It's too hot & buggy. We hibernate and wait... | Read More

9/1/2019 · 2:25 am· Trouble · Good Bye Blue Sky
So how goes the summer of adventure? Inquiring minds want to know.... | Read More

6/6/2018 · 12:46 am· Michael (Net2007) · My friend, my friend, (s)he’s got a knife
I've often felt this way, it's strange and divisive times in many ways. As far as this goes, I... | Read More

7/12/2017 · 4:22 pm· Trouble · Half of Us Are Wrong or in the Alternative, Half of Us Are Right
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Sunday Serenity

Filed under: — Jaime @ 8:42 pm

It’s been one of those Sundays where I’ve been too lazy to even get dressed. It started raining late last night and it’s still going as I type. It was an ideal day to sleep in, catch up on laundry and surf around on the computer.

The upgrading is pretty much done. I think there are some outstanding issues with seeing private entries. However, I’ve stopped posting private entries since I moved The Gull Reef Club to the AD domain. No reason for me to nag Mike to get it fixed.


Today’s surfing brought me to the following stops:

~Calvin & Hobbes – every Calvin & Hobbes comic strip ever. How cool is that?

~Blink O Rama – an amusing collection of blinkers caught on television. I love humans at our ugliest.

~Improv Everywhere – I have NO idea why this page has no google page rank. They’ve been online at this domain since 2002 and their work is hilarious. Follow the “Missions” link. I recommend the most recent McDonald’s Bathroom Attendant, New Cheerios, and Writers Against Piracy.

~Ad*Access – this site is Duke University’s ongoing database project of historical advertisements. Among the more disturbing ads I found were for:
~~~Zonitors vaginal suppository Do you wonder or are you ‘hep’ to the extra advantages of this Intimate Feminine Hygiene? Take particular note of their special packaging, “Each sealed in separate glass vial” – ewww.

~~~Colgate’s Magic Wand of Shaving Life wasn’t so great for the men back in the day either. At least the Magic Wand of Shaving came complete with “scientific directions” and was “Passed by the Society of the Prevention of Cruelty to Shavers.”

~~~Ivory Soap’s Giovanni Rossano, American – I can only assume this ad was published before the ever so useful focus group. As you’ll see, Ivory soap is bragging about their popularity with new immigrant mothers but the ad itself is not geared towards such women. It is obviously speaking to a slightly different audience when it reads, “it’s so easy for these eager foreign mothers to learn to say it, so easy for them to find it, and so very reasonable in price.” This must have been the inspiration for the modern day Olive Garden commercials.

One last little gem from Ad*Access was this: Canned Music – as relevant today as it was back then.

The good old days…bah humbug.


Enjoy the remaining hours of your Sunday. :D


Filed under: — Jaime @ 2:26 pm

Mike will be upgrading The Gull Reef Club today. There will be a little bit of downtime. We’ll be back soon. :D


Voyeur Vacation

Filed under: — Jaime @ 12:05 am

One of the more positive aspects of teh internets is my ability to view others’ photo galleries. I love being able to take a trip around the world and never leave the comfort and safety of my home office. If you’ve not garnered this from my last few entries, I’ve been in dream mode lately. It’s only fitting I’m spending some of my free time exploring exotic online locales. I thought you might like to see where I’ve been.

~Belize Image Gallery – lovely images from Belize. This gallery led me to this blog Simone’s Belize Blog. Simone leads an interesting life and is a good writer. Worth a read.

~My Bike Could be Your Life I found this linked off of BBC Day in Pictures. Minimalist photography publishing.

~Serena Bowles’ Africa Trip This is some lady’s Africa vacation. She went to a lot of places and took a lot of photos. Nice stuff.

~Ta Prohm, Cambodia Some ancient temples

~More Ta Prohm Yep, even more. I got hung up on those tree roots. They are absolutely stunning.

~Under Mars I found this as a link from a link from a…that Dontreadonme linked to in his signature at America’s Debate. This is a gallery of photos from some army unit. I won’t even pretend I know who. I’ll warn you there are some stark images here. While there’s nothing incriminating, I have a feeling these aren’t Pentagon approved.

Anyway, this was my recent vacation. I hope you get something out of them, too. :)


Trouble in Paradise

Filed under: — Jaime @ 2:18 pm

I don’t like this…China targets Caribbean trade

China is waging an aggressive campaign of seduction in the Caribbean, wooing countries away from relationships with rival Taiwan, opening markets for its expanding economy, promising to send tourists, and shipping police to Haiti in the first communist deployment in the Western Hemisphere.

I will not sit and defend U.S. world policing policies and I certainly can’t advocate this. China has atrocious human rights records and I am ashamed my official leaders won’t call the Chinese leaders on the carpet for it. Now they are aggressively moving into this hemisphere. This should bother someone who leads us but I hear little. Please, please keep using our dollar.



Filed under: — Jaime @ 4:09 pm

Have any of you considered leaving the U.S. to live in another country, either seeking new citizenship or just temporarily? Have you ever acted on such considerations?

I would appreciate it if you would share your thoughts and experiences with me. Thanks. :)

Down to the Banana Republics
Down to the tropical sun
Go the expatriated Americans
Hopin’ to find some fun


3 hours till lunch

Filed under: — Jaime @ 10:33 am

It’s only 10:30 and I already really, really, really want to go home. I am terribly tired. So tired, in fact, that my alarm interrupted a dream I was having in which I was desperately searching for a place to sleep because I was so incredibly tired.

Add to this, the Atlanta Gas & Light Company’s perpetual tearing up intersections in downtown Savannah, and related jack-hammering, I want to sound-proof a cave and sleep in it for a month.



Happy Hallmark Day!

Filed under: — Jaime @ 11:06 pm

Mike is a lucky man. Yet another February 14th has come and pretty much gone and he hasn’t felt guilt or pressure to do anything above and beyond the call of duty to profess his love for me. He did buy us two pounds of fresh strawberries…for no other reason than that they were on sale. ;)

Frankly, I’ve never understood the hype behind Valentine’s Day. Ladies, are we really that insecure that we need to designate a love holiday to demand our men treat us like the goddesses that we are? If your man is not treating you like a queen 365 you’re out of luck anyway. One day a year won’t make up for it.

The last time I ‘celebrated’ Valentine’s day was as a kid and had to exchange cards with the class at the designated Valentine’s Day party. By the time I was in elementary school political correctness had just started to creep in (think ‘I’d like to give the world a Coke’) so we had to give cards to everyone. Reagan era public grade schoolers everywhere were momentarily spared the bitter lessons of loneliness and isolation during the class Valentine’s Day party.

I remember the careful process of choosing my cards in the store – would it be Barbie or Strawberry Shortcake this year? Maybe go out on a limb and opt for those rebellious Punky Brewster cards? Then onto the even more selective process of dividing up the cards to make sure you didn’t accidentally hand out a card that implied anything you didn’t want implicated. No overly mushy ones for that boy that was always picking his nose. The coolest card in the box to your very best friend. The ‘accidental’ forgetting of a card for that one girl who stole your garbage pail kids earlier in the year. Bitch. Toss in those disgusting Necco wafer heart shaped ‘Be Mine’ candies, rice crispie treats with entirely too much red food coloring sporting red-hots on top, and a handful of room mothers freaking out that there aren’t enough napkins and we have the elementary essence of my Hallmark holidays past.

Be Mine. Love You. Kiss Me. Sweet Talk. Be True.


16 Years Late

Filed under: — Jaime @ 2:11 pm

You Belong in 1960


If you scored…

1960 – 1969: You are a free spirit with a huge heart. Love, peace, and happiness rule – oh, and drugs too.

Uh, yeah. This sounds about right. :D

Thanks, Wertz


Real ID Act of 2005 – Your assistance, please

Filed under: — Jaime @ 7:06 pm

Have any of you ever tried to track a bill from the U.S. House to the Senate through their respective websites and I have. And despite my B.A. in history and my 6 years as a professional paralegal (meaning I am one hell of a researcher), I can’t seem to figure out how to track such things.

My particular concern at this time is HB 418, REAL ID Act of 2005. This passed the house yesterday (CNet, CNN).

I intend on writing my Senators regarding this legislation but I would like to sound informed when I do. If ANY of you can tell me the status of this bill as it currently stands in the Senate, I would be MOST grateful.


Humpday on the Island

Filed under: — Jaime @ 12:07 am


The Gull Reef Club Lounge. It is late Wednesday night or maybe early Thursday morning. Only the hardcore locals make it in. Jaime is tending bar. Mike sits on the small stage confidently hammering out a melodic tune on his steel drum while simultaneously blowing into a harmonica. Only a sound that Mike could pull off and that he did. Quite well.

Wertz and Cyan are sitting at the bar adding to the room’s smoke content and sipping on whatever it was Jaime was serving that night. We find the three of them in the middle of an animated conversation, surprisingly lively for a weeknight on the island.

J: Seriously, Wertz, are you going to do it?
W: Gah. How many people are going to ask me that? That poll…(laughs)
C: I’m glad you posted that poll. I think it opened up an very interesting dialogue. It’s amazing how many different views people hold on marriage.
W: Yeah, I admit, I was surprised by the how varied the responses were. So many reasons for and against.
J: Well, there may be a lot of reasons for but none are convincing enough to me.
W: I’m thinking you’re right.
C: But you have to admit with the way the states’ laws are structured, we are sort of are forced into it if we want certain legal protections.
J: Oh, woman, don’t make me get up on my soapbox. That is the exact thing that annoys me the most. The blatant violation of the 14th amendment. Where is the equal protection of the citizens there? When some people are allowed to be classified as a privileged class – i.e. married – and then those citizens are afforded certain rights that are denied of others we have a serious violation of our Constitution.
C: Well don’t get mad at me. I didn’t make the system.
J: Oh, sorry, honey, I know that. It just upsets me so much. I mean, not only do we have a blatant Constitutional violation, we now have politicians using it as a wedge issue to drive people to the polls. How sick is that? Seriously. It’s so obviously pandering. If these so called morally motivated politicians REALLY cared about the institution of marriage they would work to eradicate or at least reduce divorce. It’s not the institution. We all know that. (pounds fist on bar) It’s exactly this kind of two faced lying that makes me want to…

Eeyore enters the lounge, large smile on his face, “It’s humpday on the island!” he sings as he tosses a brown, paisley-covered, paper sack onto the bar, throws his jacket over a stool, and walks onto the stage. He leans over, speaking inaudibly to Mike, who then taps out a few notes and nods to Eeyore. Mike begins the old familiar tune as Eeyore serenades the locals, “Somewhere, beyond the sea…”




Filed under: — Jaime @ 12:37 am

Some leftover thoughts and notes…

Does anyone know anyone who has EVER saved a bunch, or even any, money by switching to Geico?

Mike once called Geico to get a quote. Their quote came in almost 3x higher than the company we ended up chosing. When he inquired of the Geico customer no service rep as to why they were so expensive, s/he had the nerve to tell him it was because they ‘have a nice website.’ For real. Guess they are not trained to say that the management overspends on advertising at the expense of their existing customers.

Also is anyone else offended by the Geico radio spot that is set up to sound like an ad for a big upcoming movie and has very bad voice actors as pseudo asian people? The accents are so bad they are not discernable to any particular native language. They should be embarrassed. And all that just to tell us “I jus save alotta money on caw insuwence bah swizzing to Geiiiiico.” Me love Geico long time.


This is being carried by Drudge; I can’t verify it’s veracity but if true….

While talking with audience participants, the president met Mary Mornin, a woman in her late fifties who told the president she was a divorced mother of three, including a ‘mentally challenged’ son.

The President comforted Mornin on the security of social security stating that ‘the promises made will be kept by the government.’

But without prompting Mornin began to elaborate on her life circumstances.

Begin transcript:

MS. MORNIN: That’s good, because I work three jobs and I feel like I contribute.

THE PRESIDENT: You work three jobs?

MS. MORNIN: Three jobs, yes.

THE PRESIDENT: Uniquely American, isn’t it? I mean, that is fantastic that you’re doing that. (Applause.) Get any sleep? (Laughter.)

Fantastic?!? Could he be anymore of an out-of-touch, silver spoon sucking snob? Let her eat cake why don’t you!


If your lips are moving
I know what you’re doing
You’re a politician
So there’s only one conclusion



Filed under: — Jaime @ 8:55 pm

I came down with a cold on Friday. It’s taken full control of my head and as much as I blow my nose, there seems to be no end. I’ll write more when I can think clearly and am not so pissy. I know you’ll miss me.

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