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At the start of the day I thought I knew what today's "Note From The Universe" meant and I laughed out loud at its perfect timing and choice of words.

However, at the end of this day, I am less certain what it means than when the day started.

But it is Friday the 13th and perhaps it's time to think some entirely new thoughts.

The Universe is looking out for me. I just need to keep listening. 

09:01 Have you bought cack at the Hippymom Harvest Festival yet? Or had your cards read? What are you waiting for? bit.ly/rv14A

16:11 Curse you, Perry the Platypus!

16:15 #FollowFriday @mojowriting @biznitchescom @bitchbuzz @hippymom @fuggirls @bitterepiphany @innerbitch @CupCate @actionflikchick

16:32 It's new, it's bright and it's founded on spite, and it's got an evil attitude: Hail, hail Doofania!

16:34 Far away from city life, my stupid brother and ex wife! ♫ blip.fm/~gazqv

16:36 It's really funny listening to my kids try to say "Doofenschmirtz".

16:51 Greatest 10 minutes in a movie EVER. bit.ly/2QN81t

17:05 Fave scene: bit.ly/3ZOIt4 closely followed by "can you please step on the same foot at the same time! My tits are falling off!"

17:05 OMG I just got a tweet from Dr. Doofenschmirtz. Awesomesauce.

17:23 Tribe's servers are broken AGAIN. My God. Either die or don't, Tribe, make a decision. The death throes are getting old.

18:24 My 5yo just googled the name of the iPod game he wanted to play, and found their website where he can play online. My mom couldn't do that.

21:27 RT @TeamStarKid: Me And My Dick!!!! bit.ly/1DV2pw

21:54 Possibly the greatest thing EVER. RT @TeamStarKid: Me And My Dick!!!! bit.ly/1DV2pw

22:15 " ;Me and My Dick" is fucking hilarious. Hippymoms! Watch it! bit.ly/1DV2pw

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back in the olden days of b&w TVs, Friday night was fight night.  thus,

Yo, Adrian! It's me, Rocky.

Rocky was a labor of love, the little movie that did, a personal tale that became a multimillion dollar enterprise. it is also the movie that has spanned the most sequels (Rocky II, III, IV, V, VI aka "Rocky Balboa"). what's the name for this? a hexology?

the taglines for the movie are interesting, if a bit confusing.

You have a ringside seat for the bloodiest bicentennial in history! *

A Philadelphia fighter who never made the big time...He showed he could take on a challenge...and won something bigger than a championship bout.

Meet the "Italian Stallion": a small-time guy with big-time guts who yearns to be a hero...just once!**

He's a has-been battler with one dream left...and one last chance.

His whole life was a million-to-one shot.

* Rocky was released in 1976.  references to the American Revolution of 1776 Bicentennial are everywhere.

** a small-time guy with big-time guts.   I'm a 12-year-old at heart. I won't tell you what I thought it read.

Silvester Stallone gets mucho credit for writing the movie (in a 3½-day bender as legend has it) and more so for refusing to sell it to several studios that were interested in the story but wanted to cast their own choices (including Robert Redford. Robert fracking Redford. damn), but Stallone stood firm on his demand to himself play the role of Rocky Balboa.

no doubt Stallone was Rocky, but much of the movie's success was due to the fine supporting cast. Mickey, Adrian, Paulie. Apollo Creed

(damn. for the second day in a row I can't embed from YT.  is not just me, teh SO had the same problem)

here be the links to watch:

Trailer:  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m8DlBN_LLiA

Cut me Mick  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xpYosdIQ9JA&feature=related

Gonna fly now (theme from Rocky)  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ioE_O7Lm0I4  

and because is not something I expected to find while searching for Rocky pictures:

Rocky usb

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A neighbor found a kitten in her woodpile, another neighbor thought it might be my cat and got me. Of course it was not mine, but I got to find out what one does here when one finds a cat. AND I got to meet a neighbor who is MY AGE! Nancy, who found the cat is awesome and 55. She and I hit it off. She like me finds animals and helps them to find new owners.

I took the cat to my sis's animal clinic and they checked it out, fed it, gave it shots and tests and have it under observation for the weekend. On monday I'll "drop in" and see if I want this new little girl cat or if I feel she should go to another family. (likely)

There, I snagged Beanie, Barb's dog for a playday with Nym. Beanie and Nym played ALL day and into the night.

My sis and Mark came to dinner and I finally got to cook for them. Mexican was the theme including intense margarita's. We all plan on going for a motorcycle ride tomorrow!

I found the "STATE" store and stocked up on liquor. :-)

It's all good. It really is.

No animal posts tonight. It's been quite the day today, from crazy day at work to picking up my NEW CAR tonight, to some other stuff going on. My head is killing me and I don't have the energy to research and type tonight. I plan on taking my NEW CAR to get groceries tomorrow (especially since I now have to make sure I make and take lunch to work every day instead of throwing money away), then do a lot of studying.

So there you have it. A NaBlo post to say I won't be doing a post with any meat to it tonight. Ciao kiddies.

p.s. Did I mention I now have a NEW CAR???

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Went to New York to see Teh Kid.

Pre-booked, pre-paid,  shuttle.

Arriving at dawn, I grabbed a latte, and got onto the shuttle at 7:30 am at JFK.
Should have known it was a bad idea when we sat for twenty minutes and my fellow sufferers started counting the air fresheners.
Like the young forest of them (15!!) on the rear view mirror.
And a couple hanging on every seatbelt holder.
And another forest in the back with the luggage.
And little clusters under the seats.
We had plenty of time, and kept finding them.

I had the only passenger seat with a window that would open, which may explain why the ensuing migraine was not fatal.

The driver then proceeded to circle airport to try to fill his van, returning to Terminal 5 THREE times.
Because when you are in a stuffy, chemical-filled, crowded van driving fast in circles improves everything.
He then left the airport, running two stop signs and one red light before I stopped keeping track.
He managed to drop off two different sets of people more than a block from their addresses ("Because the street is one-way.")

I got to my hotel at 10:30.
That's three hours later.
The hotel (HOTEL AZURE, folks), bless them, put me in a room right away.
Probably they were afraid I'd pass out or puke in the lobby, both possibilities.

But that is only the trip in.

Coming home, to get on my 9am flight they gave me a 5:45am pick-up.
Kay.
So I got up at 5am, in the dark, had coffee, hugged kid who also got up and came down in the elevator with me.
So I was standing on sidewalk outside of dorm at 5:40.
You know, early, in the dark.
Because I am just that anal about being on time.

I got to watch the men's shelter up the block open its doors.
And see the bagels arrive for the shop next door.
And watch the film crews fiddle with their trailers ("Another Guy" with Mia Farrow, according to my new BEST FRIEND, the security desk guy.)
No shuttle.

So at 6am, I call them.
It's a mile away, they tell me.
Kay.
The sun is coming up, that's nice.
The security guy checks that I am okay for the second time.
This is nice, since this is daughter's dorm.
He has a cigarette outside and we bond.

At 6:20 I call again.
The van is four miles away, I am told.
Then I am put on hold.
They play juggle the call for a while, and I get another guy.
And again am put on hold.
He then tells me THE VAN IS ON ITS WAY TO THE AIRPORT.
They have no other van.
Sucks to be me. 

Shuttle person on phone claims they came by and I wasn't there.
Security guy, my new best chum, points out that when that really happens, the van drivers come and talk to him.
Shuttle guy also says van driver called me repeatedly.
Well, the cell number they have is Teh Kid's number and is up in her room with her.
Well, she was just awake, and it is a small room.
We both woke up when Tom called.
I can haz skeptical about call, considering the previous Driver Fib concerning my absence.
Hmmmm.

Shuttle guy has nothing to suggest.
I do not write down call information number he offers, since I have a phone in one hand, no pen out, and am digging for my card to get cab fare from the lobby ATM.
He says I will get an email in a couple of days.
I have emailed them
I have heard nothing.
It has been a couple of days.
Hmmmmmm

Am now trying to figure out how to pry my pre-payment out of them.
I am suspecting Firengi First Law of Acquisition applies here.
 
I did get a swell New York taxi driver, and made my flight, though not by a whole lot.
The taxi ride involved no suspense, no waiting around on the curb, and no scenic tour of city.
Just zip off to the airport.
I could have slept another hour and caught a cab.
I know what I am doing next time.

By teh forces of EBIL!!

Seriously.
Is MacBook Pro, and it has gone nutso.
Suddenly it is randomly transposing letters as I type, or moving up and down lines, or just eating typing.

And it is being weird about clicking.
As in not letting me.
And then being okay.
And then not.

I haven't done anything!!!

Am frustrated.

Have shut down and restarted.
Actually a couple of times, since when it completely refuses to click on anything, there doesn't seem to be any other option.

All software is updated.

Touchpad is clean.
Ummm....

It doesn't seem to like it if I rest wrists on laptop, though not entirely okay when I don't?
Sometimes clicks fine, sometimes won't click no matter what.

Is it fixing to die?
Is it going to cost a bazzillion bucks to repair?

Is there a way to sprinkle it with holy water that won't screw up the electronic innards?

HELPS??