It is done

This is it. Last post here.

Unless I change my mind and need to be all secretive again.

Of course, my cover here is blown so I would have to start over completely with a new super-secret blog.

Anyway... I have moved some links over to my other blog, South Bay Soliloquy. So follow me there, if you will.

Everything else will live on here until Blogger decides to can it or this Internet fad burns out, whichever comes first.

The party's over

Yep. I think I am done here.
Including this blog, I have three.
It's too much.

So I am going to fold this one into the main one.

First, some housecleaning here over the course of the week.

But I expect to be done here shortly.

Why?

Other than just not having time to maintain this the way I want to, the intent of this has changed.

It was meant to be a place to vent, to question myself and others and my relationships.

That has not been the case lately.

So, yeah, time to stop.

I want to go through the posts and see what I want to save. After that, buh-bye.

Oh yeah, and I will see you on the other blog. Where crazy may still take a spin, but where I am good with that and no longer feel the need to keep it a secret from the people who know me.

Because really, they already know how crazy I can be.

Mmmm... deep-fried fat

Remember when McDonald's used to deep fry the apple pies?

Yeah...

I miss that.

They were all crispy with little crunchy air bubbles all over the crust.

But sometimes you would take a bite and instead of being filled with air that little bubble would be filled with grease.

Ahhh... Good times...

Round Robin Photo Challenge: Night shot

I admit. I totally flaked on this.

Once again I had plans to go scout stuff out that would be far more interesting.

Once again life got the better of me.

I figured a week, coming back from vacation, was plenty of time. Turns out I spaced.

So I give you a shot I took on vacation.



This was the view I enjoyed every night for a week while in beautiful St. Thomas.

Find the other Robins HERE.

Back home, back at work

I have been back from vacation for almost a week.
I just have not been really inspired to do much of anything, including post here.

I did post more of my vacation photos over on the South Bay site. CLICK HERE to get at them.

So, a week.
Funny, I went back to work Tuesday and about halfway through my shift it felt like I had never left.
So sad.

My disappearing act

For those of you who read here and do not regularly (or maybe ever) read the other blog...
I am on vacation.
You know, just in case you were missing me.

I do have a computer here, but the Wi-Fi is spotty at best.

Anyway, I am in St. Thomas in the lovely U.S. Virgin Islands.
I have been enjoying rum drinks (and then some more rum drinks), diving and just relaxing.

If you want to read a bit more about the trip so far, head over to South Bay Soliloquy.

Just one post so far, no pictures. It just takes too much time to try to upload photos. I will update fully and with visual aids when I return home much too soon.

But what if she doesn't have the hips for it?

I really question parents who would do this to their child.

From the Associated Press

WELLINGTON, New Zealand - A family court judge in New Zealand has had
enough with parents giving their children bizarre names here, and did something
about it.

Just ask Talula Does The Hula From Hawaii. He had her
renamed.

Judge Rob Murfitt made the 9-year-old girl a ward of the court so that
her name could be changed, he said in a ruling made public Thursday. The girl
was involved in a custody battle, he said.

The new name was not made public to protect the girl's privacy.
"The
court is profoundly concerned about the very poor judgment which this child's
parents have shown in choosing this name," he wrote. "It makes a fool of the
child and sets her up with a social disability and handicap,
unnecessarily."

The girl had been so embarrassed at the name that she had never told
her closest friends what it was. She told people to call her "K" instead, the
girl's lawyer, Colleen MacLeod, told the court.

In his ruling, Murfitt cited a list of the unfortunate
names.
Registration officials blocked some names, including Fish and Chips,
Yeah Detroit, Keenan Got Lucy and Sex Fruit, he said. But others were allowed,
including Number 16 Bus Shelter "and tragically, Violence," he
said.

New Zealand law does not allow names that would cause offense to a
reasonable person, among other conditions, said Brian Clarke, the registrar
general of Births, Deaths and Marriages.
Clarke said officials usually talked
to parents who proposed unusual names to convince them about the potential for
embarrassment.

Why? Why, why, why?

Don't these parents remember being a child? Don't they know how mean other kids can be?