Cartoon characters on #Facebook

#TalkNerdyToMeLover's @JenSquard

I guess it's the Jen2 show today!  I'm okay with it!

As anyone with a FB page (and honestly, who in the world doesn't have one of those by now?  Get with it, people!) has noticed, everyone is changing their profile pic to a cartoon character from their childhood.  Apparently this is to help end child abuse or some such nonsense.  The other thing I have noticed is all of the haters saying things like "change your profile picture to one of your favorite nard to help fight testicular cancer.  That's how much sense you are all making with this cartoon crap." 

Here's the thing, I don't honestly think that changing my profile picture to Captain Planet (which I totally did, he is our hero, you know) will end child abuse.  And I don't think that 8,000,000 people doing it will either.  I do think that it just might bring a little bit of awareness to the issue, and even if it is just a tiny bit of awareness, which is bound to happen, that is more awareness than it had before.  There are a bajillion causes out there, and a bajillion silly things that people do across social media to get them noticed.  Most of them don't take off, some of them do (remember the bra color thing?  National news worthy.), and this one certainly has.  

And is there really anything wrong with being part of a community once in a while?  Isn't that, at it's most basic level, what social media is all about?  Being part of a huge community that connects all walks of life across the world?  I'm certainly not saying that we have to bend and sway with the whims of Facebook, but it's all in good fun, and banding together, even if it's just to relive a little moment from childhood, can't be a bad thing.  I am really enjoying seeing the cartoon choices of my friends.  I have always been a big Captain Planet fan, although I feel the show came before its time.  @JenFriel went with Penny from Inspector Gadget.  My best friend did My Little Pony (not surprising since she owns several horses of her own).  I feel like it says a lot about people, and I am enjoying the opportunity.  From what it looks like the cartoon thing is going to end tomorrow, so to all of you that didn't participate, you won't have to suffer through it much longer.  Next time, try joining in, you might discover a connection that wasn't there before.

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Randombling: A 5 minute long unedited random stream of consciousness produced by a nerd for nerds.

#nowplaying: Candy Man - Christina Aguilera

Dang.  So I totally used back into some girl's truck.  I dented the bumper a bit.  Then end.  You would think I slapped her grandma with the way she was acting!  I know it's not cool to have someone hit your car, but it isn't like a took off or anything.  When she came out I was looking for the insurance card so I could leave the info for her.  I gave her all on my numbers and junk, apologized like fifty times, and she was still acting like a bitchy beyotch.  Whatever.  You know what?  That's exactly what bumpers are for.  And insurance.  Don't be rude.

On to something less obnoxious.  So I've been working out for a while now, and this is the first time in my life that I am actually okay with it!  I like it!  Maybe it's because Gold's Gym has a sweet cardio cinema, and its super dark in there so no one is staring at you - and I get to just watch a movie so I don't get so bored.  Normally when I work out I get tired of it after like two times.  Results aren't fast, and I feel like a loser, but this time I'm doing good with it.  Good thing, too - 3 kids fucks you up.  For reals. 

And I'm not hanging up Christmas lights, that is just crazy.  Christmas lights are expensive, our electrical bill is way high enough already, and I don't think you need to decorate the outside of your house to enjoy the holiday.  I don't even get the whole tree thing, but we are doing that at some point.  I'm tired of the silly inflated snowmen and crap, those are just lame.  Seriously, stop it middle America, you are making yourself look like tards.  And buh bye.

I'm on Twitter and Facebook...lonely....looking for friends!

#LostAndFound - $1,000,000 lady

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Hahahaha!  Love this kind of thing!  This is a real classified ad in one of our local Nickel paper, the one that only does classifieds.  So funny, and cute cute cute.  I hope they find each other, and I hope he isn't a serial killer....

LOST: $1,000,000 LADY at Lowe’s, 11/14, Sunday pm. You were buying a faucet. My I.Q. is 180, but I am a little slow, about some things. I am a nativew and nice. I interview pretty good. I know this will find you. 6’3” Mike S. Call me, okay?

He leaves his number and everything.  Aaaaah...I want a classified for me!  Except, wait, who reads the newspaper anymore?

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obstreperous [əb-ˈstre-p(ə-)rəs]

-adjective

1. marked by unruly or aggressive noisiness

2. stubbornly resistant to control

"It get obstreperous up in here when I offer my kids ice cream."

"Jim's obstreperousness can be quite overwhelming when the subject of governmental policies comes up."

#Nerd Werd:

vagenda

-noun

1. a conjunction of the words vagina and agenda, referring the a female getting her way through the use of her naughty lady parts.

"Brian follows my vagenda perfectly, especially when I mention boobies."

"Our country was almost sucked into Sarah Palin's giant vagenda.  Bullet dodged."

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My #adventures at a Flea Market...

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Our little(ish) town has a flea market!  We had a “swap meet” for awhile, which was sort of just a wannabe flea market.  It was pretty trashy with only a few cool booths so it didn’t so much make it.  Now we have a new one (things like this just don’t survive well in our town, we’re more of a farmer’s market kind of place), and I’ve heard quite a bit about it, so after a photo shoot while I still had camera glued to face I headed over to check it out.  

Yeah, not at all what I expected.  I’m not sure what I expected, really, but I’ve seen flea markets on TV and such, so of course I’m the expert...or not.  There were about 20 different vendors (I’m gonna go ahead and use that term VERY loosely), and there was quite the variety.  Some of them were basically just big yard sales.  Seriously, old crap, rusty knives, broken jewelry, dirty everything.  And they had even taken the time to put prices on this crazy shit!  Some were handmade things, like the one booth that had a thousand snowmen, all handmade, and all creepy.  There was a lady selling strange little doggie quasi-sweaters.  Other booths were just offering a collection of things that they had obviously bought from somewhere else, like a hispanic dollar store supply store, or a bead warehouse.  Here are some of the beauties that were laid out for me:

Apparently these are called Hedge Balls, and have a reputation for repelling spiders and other insects.  From what I can tell they are indigenous to Iowa (and as a biologist I can tell you it is not smart to bring other species of plants or animals into their non-native habitat - bad things tend to happen).

  I'm thinking about wearing this one to work out in....

I'm thinking they used a blowup doll as the model for the pinata?This made me laugh so hard I cried!Cologne bottles that look like cars, duh.

Pretty much sums it up.....

 I did find several things that I definitely didn’t expect, like a wedding dress.  Or women’s panties sold by the pair by a strange old man.  New?  Used?  Stolen?  Who knows?  What about the snake in a jar?  WTF dood?  The room full of half-used paint cans, like interior and exterior house paint, was definitely unexpected (but it was in the Man Cave, and there was some weird shit in there).  But my favorite?  The full chess set made from cologne bottles.  This man inherited a HUGE collection of Avon cologne and perfume “collectibles”.  Cars, bullets, coins, mailboxes, footballs, eagles, sparkplugs, frogs, buildings, and people, all turned into brownish cologne bottles.  He was totally like the Bubba Gump of Avon collectibles - he started naming all of the things that Avon has made that is now a collectible.  He even showed me the catalog.  Yikes.  

Oh, and you can totally get a massage at the flea market.  Um....

#NoThanks

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