March 08, 2006

An Experiment

Approximately 10 days ago, I decided (willy nilly!) to stop drinking coffee for a while. I didn't drink that much, just a big mug every morning. The reason I quit was I did not like how each morning I stumbled out of bed and tumbled in the kitchen, then poured myself a cup of ambition . . . wait a minute, that sounds familiar . . .

The point is, my first waking thought was always "Grrrrr. . . acckk. . . COFFEE" or similar. I wanted my first waking thought to be more akin to: "What a glorious day; the morning birds are singing."

Even though I did not drink (relative to my husband or father) much coffee, I believe I suffered from withdrawal last week. Headaches, a bit of a head cold recurrence not to mention other unmentionable issues (that shall remain unmentionable--see "not to mention," supra--because I love you.)

I enjoy the taste and smell of good coffee. I usually drank it with some soy hazelnut creamer. I cherished my morning cup. I am mourning my morning cup. Cuppa. Joe. Java.

Obviously, we cannot rely on any scientific study when it comes to food or drinks. Coffee increases heart disease! Coffee acts as a mild mood booster and is harmless! Good for alertness! Bad for short term memory! Coffee, good! Coffee, bad! Who knows. All I know is at the end of these studies, the scientists always put in a little future job (and grant groveling) security: However, further research is needed. Yeah, of course it is, and you're the one who needs to do it, right?

I have been drinking green tea instead. This does not produce the morning fog-lifting magic of coffee; but then again, I seem to have less morning fog needing lifting. And Lo, is that the sweet twitter of morning birds I hear? Or just God mocking me for forsaking His glorious caffeinated Creation?

Further research is needed.

January 18, 2006

Does Anyone Remember How To Play?

You guys are bringing me down. Everywhere I go, people are barely dragging their asses out of bed, they're cranky, restless, listless, stuck in traffic, stuck in weather, stuck in relationships, the past, negativity, stuck in  . . . January. I realized I've been contributing to the general gloom. Telling white moderates to fuck themselves, being unhappy in my own skin, trying not to male bash but ending up sounding that way . . . Chalk this one up to a crappy week, no?

Then my darling husband sent me this link. Delayed my ETD to Isle of Lesbos a little while.

When's the last time you . . . played? In an innocent, clever, endearing way? Go ahead, click here, it'll cheer you up, at least a bit, promise. Just a cute little Flash game, it will only take a minute. (And yeah, there's more after the screen fills up with red dots.)

I need more joy, more play in my life. My dear bloggy friend Shephard recently reminded me of this. Any ideas to beat the winter doldrums?

January 17, 2006

Search Term Haiku - 3

[Public Service update 1/19/06: If you are looking for the Internet Puzzle Qwyzzle, click here and for the page with the bible myth, vampire, garlic and chocolate, click here. Sheesh, you people!]

[Public Service update 5/7/06: Oh, really, you're looking for the Qwyzzyle clue for that level? I had noooo idea! Why don't you tell me again in the comments? Enlighten me. Again. Grrrrrr.

Or read this: Try Googling the "ECHINDA ENIGMA" - Thanks Tom C.]

One of the best benefits of reverse-stalking my readers is being able to see what search terms land people on Jayne Says. This will never cease to amuse me. Here is the third in a series of Search Term Haiku (the earlier ones are in the Humor/Miscellany category to the right).

Haiku (plural of haiku = haiku, pronounced "hi-KOO") are traditional Japanese poems - three unrhyming lines of 5-7-5 syllables; there is supposed to be a profound connection in the last line. But you won't find that here. Original verbatim search terms are in bold.

Vampire garlic
Chocolate fingers bible myth*

Saint Jayne will save us

Goddess Religion
Energy vampires pity
Angelina Jayne


Red haired navel or
World record Guinness boob size . . .
Quite craptaculous

Spoof feminist sites

Trample human doormat girls
Trigger Satan clause

Batman ailments
ache
Indian shaman stops heart
Peace enlightenment

Even though these poor suckers didn't find what they were seeking, I'm glad they stopped by (most for 0.0 seconds, according to my statcounter.)

* This was all one search term, a few times, from someone in Australia. "Vampire garlic chocolate fingers bible myth" and "myth from the bible garlic chocolate fingers"  I haven't run this search yet myself because I am scared. [Qwyzzle puzzlers - look at the TOP of the page . . .]

December 19, 2005

Hell by Design

What would your own personal Hell look like? Thanks to Jaquandor for the link, from here.

The Pope
Circle I Limbo

Michael Jackson
Circle II Whirling in a Dark & Stormy Wind

Stalkers
Circle III Mud, Rain, Cold, Hail & Snow

Parents who bring squalling brats to R-rated movies
Circle IV Rolling Weights

Osama bin Laden
Circle V Stuck in Mud, Mangled

River Styx

Gay Bashers
Circle VI Buried for Eternity

River Phlegyas

Spam E-mailers
Circle VII Burning Sands

Bush, Rove, Cheaney
Circle IIX Immersed in Excrement

NAMBLA Members
Circle IX Frozen in Ice

Design your own hell

December 09, 2005

Personal Ad

HH EC CF IR S/S CB ISO HG OM NYOA WR TMTOH

(Heart-stoppingly Hott, Exceedingly Cool, Control Freak Irreverent Reverend Snarky/Sincere Compulsive Blogger In Search of Hyper-Gullible, Open-Minded, Not Yet With Overcome with Apathy, Witty Readers with Too Much Time On Their Hands)

For fun and . . . more?

You may be compatible with the irRev. Jayne if you answer "yes" to 10 or more of the following 15 statements.

  1. I am hott, too.
  2. I am exceedingly cool, too.
  3. I understand it is IMPOSSIBLE to fake 1 & 2 on the Internets - WYSIWYG
  4. I do not take myself too seriously.
  5. I do not take the irRev. Jayne too seriously, even when she refers to herself in the third person.
  6. The only thing rigid about me is in my pants.
  7. Zippers are necessary.
  8. I prefer to create than destroy/tear down.
  9. I have love in my heart, even if it's hidden, guarded, neglected.
  10. I want to live the dream in my heart in this lifetime.
  11. I like to sing and dance and don't care if I suck at both!
  12. I think of animals as more than personal property.
  13. I like to laugh and make people laugh. I want to make Jayne laugh.
  14. I want to participate in (or at least bear Witness to, without throwing things) the next Revolution, the one where we expose and topple "religions" and "churches" that have as their core values hatred, bigotry and material wealth, and we expose and topple "leaders" who have as their core values hatred, bigotry and material wealth and we decide instead to wake up, turn off our TVs, stop needless shopping, escaping and hating for a little while and instead discover our own Joy and spread it EVERYWHERE.
  15. I like pie.

If you answered "Hell, NO!" to 7 or more of the above 15 statements, then please go somewhere else, you are totally killing my buzz.

Yesterday, I found someone with whom I may be very compatible. I don't know if it is his 110% heterosexuality, his unflagging patriotism, the fact that his masculinity goes to 11, his loyal army, or his allegiance to all that is Holy, but I definitely find him hott and exceedingly cool. Go say hello to Jesus' General if you don't know him!  I'm thinking of trying out for the Chaplain position (yes, that's different than the missionary position) in his army. . .

And you may answer my personal ad in the comment section below.

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No, really. I'm NOT needy. Cool and hott, remember? Anyone? 

December 01, 2005

Search Term Haiku - 2

I have returned from my visit behind the Orange Curtain. No public speaking. Caught up with some good friends. Absorbed soggy blog fodder about sucking on the federal welfare (grants) teat.

Re-thinking my participation in the HNT community. Cheap hits? (Why does my mind always anagram words. . . Peach shit?)

I will share a new installment of search term haiku, wherein I use the verbatim (bolded) words that people typed into their search engines and unwittingly ended up at Jayne Says. Suckers. For my first installment of search term haiku and more information about this evocative (just not here) poetic form, check here.

Christmas skit wise men
Or Jake Christmas clip dancing --
Love and denial

Incestuous twins
Tomorrow I shoot bambi

Lo! Aries and love

Spacecake FAQ
Marshmallow people scare me
But I do swallow

Angelina boobs
Stripper fun "san francisco"

Where are sermon blogs? 

Urban and cowgirl
True Chomsky democracy
Coyote sexy

Jim Cavezel seeks
A Gia spiders photo
Plays Fictitiously

There you have it. Pray for all of humanity, children.

November 22, 2005

Turning Water Into Vin

Because of the kind of day I'm having, I need to laugh. Right before I fall onto my new present to myself. An impeccable source tells me that:

Vin Diesel was the leading political scientist and president of the Jew Convention that led to the creation of modern Israel in 1948. His radical views on Judaism led the Jews to eventually accept that they had, in fact, killed their Savior Jesus Christ, and that they were not so special in God's eyes. Modern Jews celebrate Vin Diesel by a one-week holiday in June called "The Fast of The Furious".

Vin_dieselAnd I also came across these top 30 true facts about Vin:

1. Vin Diesel once walked down the street with a massive erection. There were no survivors.
2. Vin Diesel can win a game of Monopoly without owning any property.
3. There is no theory of evolution, just a list of creatures Vin Diesel allows to live.
4. If you rearrange the letters in Vin Diesel it reveals his credo: "I End Lives."
5. Crop circles are Vin's way of telling the world that sometimes corn needs to lie the fuck down.
6. There is no "I" in team. There are two "I"s in Vin Diesel. Fuck you, team.
7. When Vin Diesel goes to donate blood, he declines the syringe, and instead requests a hand gun and a bucket.
8. Vin Diesel has always been able to find Waldo, except for one time. He found himself stumped on the last page of Where's Waldo Now?, not being able to find the Waldo without a shoe. He threw the book down and screamed, "This is BULLSHIT" They're all wearing shoes." He then proceeded to eat the book and exclaim, "IF I CAN'T FIND WALDO, THEN NO ONE CAN!" The book he ate belonged to a child that he had borrowed it from. The child began to cry and Vin ate him for good measure. The incident has since been referred to as Christmas.
9. In an average living room there are 1,242 objects Vin Diesel could use to kill you, including the room itself.
10. Vin Diesel is the only man to ever defeat a brick wall in a game of tennis.
11. Vin Diesel once beat Super Mario Bros 3 without even touching his Nintendo controller. He just yelled at his TV in between bites of his "Fillet of Child" sandwich, and the game beat itself out of fear.
12. Vin Diesel is the reason why Waldo is hiding.
13. Vin Diesel has two speeds: walk and kill.
14. When Vin Diesel jumps into a body of water, he doesn't get wet. The water gets Vin instead.
15. Vin Diesel can set ants on fire with a magnifying glass. At night.
16. Vin Diesel was the hunter who shot Bambi's Mother. He then wore her carcass like it was a coat while he made his rounds at the local children's hospital.
17. If you were to lock Vin Diesel in a room with a guitar, a year later you would have the greatest album ever, it would sweep the Grammy's. When asked why he doesn't do this Vin replied "Because Grammy's are for pussies." then he ate a knife to show the seriousness of his response.
18. Vin Diesel played Russian Roulette with a fully loaded gun and won.
19. When Vin Diesel drinks pee, his asparagus smells funny.
20. When Vin Diesel was born, the nurse said, "Holy crap! That's Vin Diesel!" Then she had had sex with him. At that point, she was the third girl he had slept with.
21. Vin Diesel is not lactose intolerant, he just refuses to put up with lactose's shit.
22. On his birthday, Vin Diesel randomly selects one lucky child to be thrown into the sun.
23. You are what you eat. That is why Vin Diesel's diet consists entirely of bricks, steel, and the tears of small children.
24. When Vin Diesel runs with scissors, other people get hurt.
25. In fine print at on the last page of the Guinness Book of World Records it notes that all world records are held by Vin Diesel, and those listed in the book are simply the closest anyone has ever come to matching him.
26. Magnetic compasses do not point toward true North - they point in the direction of Vin Diesel. He just likes to sit on a lawn chair and shout, "Jackets are for pussies!" at the Arctic researchers.
27. Vin Diesel can divide by zero.
28. Vin Diesel coined the phrase, "I could eat a Horse" after he ate every last unicorn in existence.
29. During a stay at Neverland Ranch in the 80's, Vin Diesel was awoken by Michael Jackson who was trying to sneak into his bed. Vin punched Jackson so hard that he knocked the black right off of him.
30. Whenever Vin Diesel puts out a cigarette, he throws it in slow motion into a long line of gasoline and calmly walks away as an inferno erupts behind him.

Yes, there are way more.  Thanks to Olivia for posting this list (slightly modified) so I could steal it from her! And to Hill, from whom I nicked the pic. I have nothing original today other than THE AGONY OF WAITING!

November 12, 2005

Search Term Haiku

I extend my heartfelt condolences to the piteous souls who stumble across this site, after turning to their Google bibles in search of solace and certainty in this uncertain world, then finding. . . this.

Okay, not really. I derive no end of amusement from the search terms entered by the poor lost souls who end up here quite by accident. It is to these wayward seekers I dedicate these haiku.*

This definition of haiku comes from my favorite (only?) mullet haiku site:

Haiku  is a Japanese  verse form, notable for its compression and suggestiveness. It consists of three unrhymed lines of five, seven, and five syllables. Traditionally and ideally, a haiku presents a pair of contrasting images, one  suggestive of time and place, the other a vivid but fleeting  observation. Working together, they evoke mood and emotion. The poet  does not comment on the connection but leaves the synthesis of the two  images for the reader to perceive. A haiku by the poet Basho, considered  to have written the most perfect examples of the form, illustrates this  duality:

Now the swinging bridge
Is quieted with creepers ...
Like our tendrilled life.

Or, more in line with the haikus here, (example from the Mullet Haiku page):

It's not a trailer
Angry mullet man insists
Manufactured home

Search terms ending unsuspecting suckers up on Jayne Says are in bold. 

Smudging Mormon turns
To trusted mantis totem
Threeways
in future?

Blessings for Saint Jayne
Illusion separation

Angelina boobs

Overall hunger
Brutal animal sanwich** . . .

Sims 2 skins Ewan?


Jayne in leather
boasts
Funny sarcastic mottos

I wanted sex blogs

I will add to these in the future because I doubt this shit will ever get old. Do you have any search term haiku to contribute? Please share!

* "Haiku" is the plural of haiku. Not "haikus." I just learned this. My Google bible rarely leads me astray.

**The full search term here was for "brutal animal sanwich (sic) sex." I sure hope he ended up here on a church day so he could repent. (Yes, I'm assuming the searcher was a man.)

November 08, 2005

Christmas Came Early

(Gyllen)haalla!

I know, I know. You come here for church but you stay for the porn. Who wants to see Jake Gyllenhaal in just 2 Santa hats, (one very strategically placed) dancing for your pleasure?  From the movie Jarhead, which I will now be seeing, mediocre reviews notwithstanding.

SantajakeFor the entire gorgeous, gyrating clip of Jake actually dancing, go say hello to Cherry and give her a big sloppy kiss.

And to reconcile my comments urging bloggers to be true to their hearts and write what MOVES them, and this post? Honey, this MOVES me . . .

And I don't usually edit my posts upon request. But this one's for you, Don:

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Is it wrong to want to be in the middle of a Jake and Maggie sandwich? (image from here)

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