I only have fifteen nine more posts to move from my blogger scooter blog to my new domain name: My2WheeledLife.com. With any luck, I’ll continue to be motivated to do that mundane task (since the auto-importer opted not to work for me) and have it done by the weekend. Yay! Meanwhile, I never updated my link in my sidebar until just now. Please make a note of my new domain for my scooter blog. K thx.

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The MSM was reporting last night that there have been two tips about Caylee Anthony sightings. One was at Orlando International Airport at the beginning of July. The tipster said Caylee and a woman in her forties were boarding a plane to Atlanta. The other tip reports seeing Caylee in Atlanta. I don’t know as much about that tip.

Here’s the thing. If I have a tip on a crime, I’m going to phone it in to Crime Line, as the billboards, television ads, and news reports tell me to do. I want to make sure the right people hear my tip, and, frankly, I want to make sure the right people know I called it in so I can claim the reward money. I’m greedy like that.

These tips were called in to the family, not authorities.

That seems suspicious to me. Ah, the HelpFindCaylee site has all the family member’s phone numbers listed.

I continue to hope Caylee is alive and well and will be reunited with her family. But, cadaver dogs hit on the stench of death. So I also continue to be skeptical.

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Surely there must be some mistake. The Obamessiah could not have possibly snubbed our brave soldiers on his trip to Iraq. Could he? I don’t think the Almighty could make such an obvious error. Surely such a slight would have been reported by the completely unbiased main stream media. Right? Naturally, I’ll go stick my head back into the sand and believe the media rather than a soldier who was there.

H/T Tammi

(it was sarcasm. I thought I’d better proclaim that because it doesn’t always convey in writing.)

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Michelle Malkin has a prayer to the Obamessiah posted.

Didn’t my husband post that first? Similar, but different. Similar Photoshop, too.

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I like pie better than cake. Sometimes reader, Matthew, posted up a link to Cake Wrecks on Facebook today. And I found puffer fish pies! So cute! Just click the link. It’ll make you smile. Or roll your eyes.

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Heh. I love this bathroom!

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Yesterday afternoon, a tatterdemalion knocked on the door to my office. As one frequently is when encountering homeless people, I was apprehensive about answering the door. But it’s not like I could pretend I couldn’t see her, I mean, I have glass doors. She could see me and I could see her. Bosslady, in her office, also saw this woman approach and had a sarcastic comment as the woman approached our office. The woman knocked, I got up from my desk and opened the door.

Woman: Do you got a phone I can use?
Me: **truly perplexed** Um… sure.
Woman: thanks.
Me: You can use my phone. **eyeing my iPod, financial statements, signed but otherwise blank checks, and everything else on my desk** Here, let me get you an outside line. **hands her the phone, moves iPod out of the way**
Woman: **loud, brief phone call to someone she called Mom.**

She thanked me, asked me if she could partake of the candy in my candy jar, took a handful of candy, thanked me again, and left.

I watched her walk away. When she was out of sight, I got up, locked the door, and went into the conference room to retrieve the Windex and paper towels.

Bossman J: **coming out of his office** Phew! **waving arms** That’s a powerful smell. How’d she get in here?
Me: I let her in.
Bossman J: You need to spray some air freshener.
Me: **Windexing my phone — I’d do it if you used it too, I’m one of those types of people** I will.
Bossman J: I can’t believe that stench is lingering like that.
Me: Then go back to your office so you don’t have to smell it.

I retrieved the Lysol, sprayed my freshly-windexed phone, the air, and my desk. I threw out the rest of the candy and Lysol’d my candy jar.

And, I felt good about letting that poor woman into the a/c for a few minutes to make a phone call.

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A small box arrived in the mail today, addressed to my husband and me, from someone I have not communicated with in some time. It was on the table when I got here. Sherlock said, “you got a box.” Shortly thereafter, RTY proclaimed, “You got a box. Daddy won’t let me open it.” I took the box and threw it away. Unopened.

Sherlock removed it from the trash and suggested I open it. I was disinclined. I told him he could open it, as it was also addressed to him. He was disinclined. RTY bounced, “can I open it? Since neither one of you want to?” I didn’t care. She continued, “I get to keep whatever’s inside since you don’t want to open it.” Sherlock disagreed.

First, two observations about the package. I recognize it’s a nice gesture, especially since the last communication was a FOAD email from me. The box was mailed. Normally, this person utilizes a mutual acquaintance’s UPS account so that shipping is not this person’s financial responsibility. So, mutual acquaintance likely doesn’t know what’s in the box (so I didn’t bother calling to ask what was inside).

It included four items and a note. Three similar items, one for sherlock, one for RTY, and one for me. I’m impressed that the items were appropriate (frog, monkey for the appropriate person). They’re the little creatures you put into water that suck up the water and grow. And a fourth item for me.

I’m going to make RTY write a thank you note. But I’ll be refraining from writing a thank you note of my own, or calling in a thank you call. If you’re reading, and I know you are occasionally reading, thank you for including my child. I am grateful for that. It is indeed curious that you have not responded to the email I sent to you in June. I continue to be hurt and continue to be disinclined to communicate with you.

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This is the only news story on WESH, and has been the only news story for the past half hour (and possibly longer). And it’s heart breaking.

They had a bond hearing this afternoon for Casey, the egg donor who brought Caylee into this world. It seems she might have had a hand in taking Caylee out of this world, too. Heart breaking.

The lead detective in the case, Yuri Melich, took the stand and talked about the search of Casey Anthony’s car. He said hair samples similar to the color and length of Caylee’s hair were found in the trunk of the car and the car smelled of decomposition. He also talked about a shovel that Casey Anthony borrowed from a neighbor and had her car backed up to the garage, and that some dirt found in the trunk of her car needs to be processed. He said the cadaver dog appeared to be alerted when searching the car and the Anthonys home.
Melich testified that they believe there is a possibility that Caylee is no longer alive.

Grandma, Cindy, was interviewed as she exited the courthouse. She was questioned about the smell in the car. Cindy said there was a pizza that had been rotting in the car, covered in maggots, for twelve days. I’m sorry, but no. Rotten pizza does not smell like rotten human corpse. Not even close. Garbage smells like garbage, rotting human smells like — well, it’s the most horrible smell ever. (thank you, neighborboy for killing yourself and rotting in the apartment next door for two weeks.) Cadaver dogs can smell the difference between rotting food and rotting human. So, sorry Cindy, I’m really sorry, I’m sure this is so difficult for you, but if the dogs hit on the smell of a cadaver in Casey’s car and in your home, that’s because there was a body there. And if the inspector could still smell the stench of death in the car, that means there was a body there. Body does not smell like pizza. Ever.

They’re also reporting that the neighbor who loaned a shovel to Casey saw Casey back the car up to the garage. I’m speculating that the body was in the trunk, since that’s what the dogs and inspectors smelled, and then carried through the garage, to the back yard where she was buried. And, apparently moved later, since no body was found in the yard even though the dogs hit on the yard, too.

This does not bode well.

It’s heart breaking.

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My cell phone rang. Caller ID indicated it was my husband. I pulled up the webcam as I answered, because I like to spy on him see him while I’m talking to him. He was standing in the kitchen, next to the refrigerator.

Me: Hi!
Him: Hi. Do we have anything to make for dinner?
Me: I don’t know. Check the freezer.
**I see him open the freezer**
Him: Well, you usually know what we have.
Me: I think we have ribs and ground meat.
Him: We have ground meat?
Me: I think so.
Him: Do you want spaghetti?
Me: Sure.
Him: Where’s the ground meat?
Me: In the freezer.
Him: I don’t see it.
Me: Then we don’t have any.
Him: I thought you said we did!
Me: Well, I’m not there looking into the freezer, so I don’t know for sure what we have.
Him: Alright, well, I’ll just look then.
Me: Okay.

Verily, I was amused in a forehead-smacking way.

(I love you, sherlock.)

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Look, I think there has been a terrible lack of reading material from bloggers I read today. I don’t want youse guys to be experiencing the same drought from me, so I’m trying to post things, no matter how inane. That said, I give you An Inane Conversation with my husband!

Me: I may have bought something online today.
Him: **sigh** What?
Me: New golf bags for you and me!
Him: No, really, what’d you buy?
Me: More of the thing that arrived yesterday.
Him: How much did you spend this time?
Me: $53.
Him: Ouch.
Me: Yes, but two of the items are gifts, so we have those presents we can cross off the list of things we need to buy in coming months.
Him: Okay.
Me: Anyway, I told you last night I’d be buying more.
Him: Okay.

So… do you have any guesses about what I bought? I don’t think you’ll ever guess. It’s so not me.

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RTY posted her movie on her blog. Go now, watch, and comment.

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From a screaming eleven-year-old, “IT WAS AWESOME!”

With any luck, sherlock will get the movie RTY made posted before I get home. Otherwise, you and I will have to wait to watch RTY’s directorial debut after I get home this evening.

I am pleased that the Apple Store fit her in today, after inexplicably dropping her from last week’s class. I feel bad for whichever kid was dropped from today’s class to accommodate my kid, but not too bad since we got the shaft last week.

Up next: photography camp tomorrow.

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Back on July 7th, I had a post on Gardasil that brought out some new readers and commentors. One of them, Archerychic, shared a brief snippet of the heartache she is experiencing watching her best friend suffer ill effects from the Gardasil vaccine. It’s sad to know that her friend is suffering, but I am relieved that Archerychic decided not to poison herself.

Archerychic emailed me this morning with a link to an article that mentions her friend. It’s a long read, but worth it. It mentions several different girls and the awful side effects they have suffered after getting the evil Gardasil shot(s). The article poses a hypothesis at the end, and it’s something I hope scientists and researchers adopt and being studying.

After finding this out I once again looked at the ingredients of the HPV vaccine to see if there was any ingredient that could have any relation to my allergy connection. This is what I found.

Gardasil is the only vaccine that I know of that has L-Histidine listed as a buffer agent for the ingredients of the vaccine.

She goes on to talk about Histidine in depth before writing:

What if all these girls, 8838, have a family history of allergies? It would stand to reason that they may have an elevated Histidine/Histamine level in their systems. Now, you are injecting additional L-Histidine via the vaccine further raising that level to an overload state. The body, at this time is reacting to the viral ingredients in the vaccine violently. The immune system also recognizes the overload state of the Histidine because of the infusion of L-Histidine to be a threat to the body. So not only is the immune system reacting to the HPV it is reacting to the Histidine. Now the immune system has the memory that Histidine is a threat. Therefore, when the body produces the Histidine the immune system proceeds to destroy it.

As I said, her article is a lengthy read, and I’m not going to copy the whole thing here. You can go read it if you’re so inclined. I came away from it wondering if it’s possible the Histidine in the Gardasil vaccine is turning the body’s immune system against the body.

Up until this point the body has been maintained and the myelin sheaths are intact. The body has been successfully removing the heavy metals from the body. The stomach is producing the appropriate amount of gastric juices, etc.

Now you have the immune system destroying the Histidine that is needed to maintain these vital body functions. Eventually, these functions break down. This could be a gradual process; therefore the onset of severe symptoms may not be immediate. It could take weeks or months before a person would take note that something was wrong. It would depend on the person and/or their tolerance level.

You have the body attacking something it needs to maintain the body’s health.

What if that’s true? Shouldn’t that be a simple fix then? Maybe not for those already affected, but to prevent future complications. Couldn’t the makers of Gardasil simply omit the offending ingredient?

I hope the FDA and other scientists start investigating this possibility.

Here’s another article about side effects of the Gardasil poison.

I’d love for Gardasil to be what it claims to be: a cure for four of the causes of cervical cancer. I’d love that. But until more research is conducted, and until we understand why so many girls are experiencing such horrible, often debilitating, side effects, it is too soon to mandate we inject all girls with this sludge.

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