Release your inner dj.....

Thanks to a fellow tweeter, I discovered a fun little thing called Blip.fm and now I am having more fun than the law allows with playing and listening to tunes. Did you ever want to be a dj but just didn't think you had what it takes? Don't like the sound of your voice? No worries - no one's hearing you - you just pick your song and type a few words if you want to. Don't have a lot of music - it's already there just search it. One of the nice things is discovering music you haven't heard before. It's too bad you can't get paid for this.

Hi. Yeah......I'm back. Just got a new computer so I'm sitting here drinking a beer and smoking a cigarette - it is THAT GOOD!!! (Okay, I don't really smoke and since the surgery, I don't drink either - I tried to drink a Margarita the other day at Red Lobster for my sister's birthday. After 5 sips, my head almost exploded! What's that all about?) Omigosh - I have missed having a computer so much......you just don't know................or maybe you do...........WTF. Anyway, I'm so happy. Of course from here on out I'll be as worthless as tits on a boarhog because I'll be wanting to blog in the shower and everything, don't YOU know!!!!! And check it - this baby has a webcam. Ok, so I'm a dork, but I've never had a webcam before. In the immortal words of Ferris Bueller - "It is so choice!" I am really looking forward to checking out everyone else's blogs again too because I have really missed reading what other people have to say. Some of my faves? Well......Not Afraid to Use It; Dooce; Queen of Shake Shake and Mrs. Mogul to name a few. It's not that easy to stay on top of these things on a Blackberry, although it is considerably better than nothing. Okay, so I'm going to start surfing - no alcohol included.

Reality TV....................Van Goat style.

Being a surgical nurse, I've always wondered how elderly people survive these total joint replacements because let me tell you - I've seen enough to know it's a MAJOR surgery. Now, having had a total hip replacement, I'm REALLY wondering, because having half your ass sawed off and sewn back on again is MAJOR F$%#ing surgery!


So here I am with my black and blue - not bionic- butt, doing my exercises, wearing my anti -blood clot stockings, taking my anti -blood clot medication and scaring the begeezus out of the cat by tearing around with my super bad-ass deluxe racing walker. Actually, my sister's cat since I'm staying with her until I am rehabbed enough to be able to get up the steps into my house.


Of course, there's always a silver lining in every cloud. I don't have cable in my house, but my sister does. I've getting to watch all the Law & Order I can possibly handle as well as all the old sitcoms I haven't seen in years. I've also discovered a whole new world of tv shows out there as well. I'm ashamed to admit that I've been watching Real Wives of New York and Millionaire Matchmaker. (That last one was because I lost the remote and didn't feel like getting up to change the channel.) It's just amazing what they are putting on tv now. This does, however, inspire me to have my own tv show - can you imagine? The boundaries are endless. Real Goats of Dallas Bay. People are going to love it!

The Face of a Person on the Edge......

Ok.....well I'm not really on the edge now, but it has been that kind of day. You know your world really ain't right when you decide the best picture for your profile on Facebook is the one that doesn't show the zit on your chin. Forget how the rest of the picture looks. So until a better zit-free picture comes along, this is the one.

Tomorrow is a big day. I'll be leaving for the hospital at the butt-crack of dawn for surgery. I'm getting a bionic butt. Well - half a bionic butt. Well, really it's just a total hip replacement, but it might be all metal so that counts doesn't it? I'm excited!! After almost a year of protecting the recliner from unwanted intruders - and I DO take my job seriously - this time tomorrow I'll walking around on a brand new half -ass. (I don't think there are any implications there - my doctor is the best!) The VanGoats are excited of course as they have really missed my presence out in the yard. I do visit them , but the visits are short and not many. I miss them so much. Talking to them out the window just isn't the same. I think they miss me too.