Read it and weep John. :)

You are Spider-Man

Spider-Man 85% Superman 80% Robin 67% Wonder Woman 65% Green Lantern 65% Batman 65% Supergirl 65% Iron Man 60% The Flash 60% Catwoman 50% Hulk 40%

You are intelligent, witty, a bit geeky and have great power and responsibility.

Click here to take the “Which Superhero are you?” quiz…

More Bama art

I put together a collage of various images from this season’s games onto a crimson background with the elephant logo on top:

Click on the thumb to see the full version.

Edit: I’ve also faded the color out a bit in this version of the same image:

Bama Stopped in OT by LSU

Saturday’s game was a gut wrencher. I was reading in The Tuscaloosa News this morning some quotes from the football players, their reactions to game. One that sticks out in my mind was Crimson Tide guard Antoine Caldwell saying “It felt like a death in the family.”

I know exactly how you feel, Antoine.

When the game was over, I had to leave the room. I had to go find a nice quiet place where I could cry and vent before Jim started his “It’s OK, honey, they’ve had a good season. They’ve had so many injuries, … ” routine. God love him, he tried his best to console me afterwards. *smiles* The only thing I could say was “I don’t want to talk about the game.”

Hell, I had been sitting on my hands for the last quarter plus OT!

I hate investing so much of myself, my soul, my emotions, into these games; because it hurts when it doesn’t turn out the way you want. In all honesty, and for what it is worth, I do think the Tide has had a very good season overall and I am VERY proud of them.

But again, it hurts when we lose. And it’s hard losing when we hadn’t been “winners” (or at least in the eyes of anyone outside of the state) in what seems like a very long time. It’s easy to get caught up in the hoopla and excitement of a winning streak, start the smack talking, and the RammerJammer’ing. Although I have been good about not doing any of the latter two, I was looking ahead at the Championship game rather than taking it week by week.

Next weekend’s Auburn. They are looking pretty hard too. They pulled one out of their pieholes this weekend in a close one over Georgia. But we are not without hope. If we beat Auburn and LSU loses one of their last 2 games, Bama still has a shot at that championship.

That’s a tiny thread of hope there, but I’m hangin’ on for dear life!

Many of my friends who are not from the South don’t understand the obsession with college football. I have to explain to them: Down here, the only thing bigger than college football is God.

Welcome home, Vets

Someone passed this on to me via email this morning. I had seen this a couple of times before, but had lost it. I have heard similar stories, so I looked this up on Snopes to see this story’s origins, but it’s still listed as “Research in progress.”

Anyway, I still think it’s a great story and wanted to share it with y’all …

I sat in my seat of the Boeing 767 waiting for everyone to hurry and stow their carry-ons and grab a seat so we could start what I was sure to be a long , uneventful flight home. With the huge capacity and slow moving people taking their time to stuff luggage far too big for the overhead and never paying much attention to holding up the growing line behind them, I simply shook my head knowing that this flight was not starting out very well.

I was anxious to get home to see my loved ones so I was focused on “my” issues and just felt like standing up and yelling for some of these clowns to get their act together. I knew I couldn’t say a word so I just thumbed thru the “Sky Mall” magazine from the seat pocket in front of me. You know it’s really getting rough when you resort to the over priced, useless sky mall crap to break the monotony.

With everyone finally seated, we just sat there with the cabin door open and no one in any hurry to get us going although we were well past the scheduled take off time. No wonder the airline industry is in trouble I told myself. Just then, the attendant came on the intercom to inform us all that we were being delayed. The entire plane let out a collective groan. She resumed speaking to say “We are holding the aircraft for some very special people who are on their way to the plane and the delay shouldn’t be more than 5 minutes.

The word came after waiting six times as long as we were promised that “I” was finally going to be on my way home. Why the hoopla over “these” folks? I was expecting some celebrity or sport figure to be the reason for the hold up………Just get their butts in a seat and lets hit the gas I thought.

The attendant came back on the speaker to announce in a loud and excited voice that we were being joined by several U. S. Marines returning home from Iraq!!! Just as they walked on board, the entire plane erupted into applause. The men were a bit taken by surprise by the 340 people cheering for them as they searched for their seats. They were having their hands shook and touched by almost everyone who was within an arm’s distance of them as they passed down the aisle. One elderly woman kissed the hand of one of the Marines as he passed by her. The applause, whistles and cheering didn’t stop for a long time.

When we were finally airborne, “I” was not the only civilian checking his conscience as to the delays in “me” getting home, finding my easy chair, a cold beverage and the remote in my hand. These men had done for all of us and I had been complaining silently about “me” and “my” issues. I took for granted the everyday freedoms I enjoy and the conveniences of the American way of life I took for granted others paid the price for my ability to moan and complain about a few minutes delay to “me” those Heroes going home to their loved ones.

I attempted to get my selfish outlook back in order and minutes before we landed I suggested to the attendant that she announce over the speaker a request for everyone to remain in their seats until our hero’s were allowed to gather their things and be first off the plane. The cheers and applause continued until the last Marine stepped off and we all rose to go about our too often taken for granted everyday freedoms………

I felt proud of them. I felt it an honor and a privilege to be among the first to welcome them home and say Thank You for a job well done.

I vowed that I will never forget that flight nor the lesson learned. I can’t say it enough, THANK YOU to those Veterans and active servicemen and women who may read this and a prayer for those who cannot because they are no longer with us.

GOD BLESS AMERICA. WELCOME HOME AND THANKS FOR A JOB WELL DONE !!!!!

New WordPress Theme: Jim’s Monkey

I’d had the idea for this theme for a while, I just didn’t find the time and/or ambition to sit down and design it until last night.

(Hey, I had to do *something* to get ‘Bama’s heartbreaking loss to LSU outta my mind!)

It’s called Jim’s Monkey, and is based on a line of t-shirts that he wears featuring a naughty lounge monkey. The titles range from “My monkey made me do it”, “Beware of monkey”, “Want to pet my…” (you get the idea), all of which feature a cute but devious looking monkey — usually sporting a martini or drink of some sort, but I left out due to size restrictions.

This is a pretty simple theme, only 7 files in total: the top banner and main background images, index.php, page.php, style.css, comments.php and comments-popup.php.

The code validates, and I have tested it on a couple test installs of WordPress that I have running on this site. Sorry, I don’t have a demo up; but I do have a screenshot:

(Click the thumbnail for a fullscreen shot)

This is a free theme, and you can download it here.

Enjoy!

Veteran’s Day

This post is dedicated to my favorite veteran:

Sidney B. Thompson, USAF / WWII
I love you Gramps, and miss you very much.

hrm …

… looking for a bugfix for my LiveCommentPreview still …

I think I’ll post over in the WP forums and see if anyone’s heard of this happening.

Note: beware of “test” comments.

Queen of Goth visiting the Magic City

I had meant to post about this a couple of days ago and forgot until I heard an ad on the radio about it … Anne Rice is going to be in Birmingham tomorrow night, starting at 6pm at Alabama Booksmith: 2626 19th Pl. South, Birmingham, AL 35209. Phone: 205-870-4242 (Google Map)

I dunno yet if I’ll be able to get off work in time to go, but would love to hear from anyone that DOES make it!

Question …

Why are those Quiz things you see on blogs and LJs and such called “meme’s”?

A rose by any other name …

… hehehe …

I stole this from Doc:

You are a Rose:
You are creative, sensual, passionate, and bold.You pour your heart into everything that you do. Alluring and gifted with strong sex appeal, you very easily draw people in with your animal magnetism.

Symbolism:
The rose has always been a flower heavily loaded with symbolism. In general it symbolizes desire, passion, beauty, and enchantment.

Which Flower are You?
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