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Going, Going, Gone!!!

Well, if you haven't heard already you can see for yourself:



And the final result:

just in case you were wondering where our bad @$$ genes come from...

PSA (Public Service Announcement)

Pookie just told me that she got her first ever official Turner Good Game™ on Sunday from TyMotor. She has been waiting for 2 years for that gift, but that she was sure it was going to come from Jaybird. TWO YEARS. What is wrong, people? GET IT TOGETHER! I would not have thought it possible to achieve that kind of defensive posturing, but clearly our skills aren't world class like they used to be. Had she married into the family just before a ski trip where Chez Ronget and PJ were involved, I don't think she would have lasted this long. It's pathetic really.

D-Fish... Comin home!!!

Thanks to the ever-so-generous Utah Jazz Derek Fisher has been released from his contract with them (or at least will be released), and it looks like he's comin home!!! I know the Lakers haven't given us much to rejoice about in the past while, but I'm hoping this will help out a bit.

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Cha Cha Pasha!

Okay! I know most of us saw the fabulous Cha Cha performed on So You Think You Can Dance on Wednesday night!

Thank you Debbie Alan for stating what all of us were thinking. Pasha was the dream of every middle aged house wife that night. He has to have the supper Cylon power (yes I am referencing Battle Star Galactica officially declaring my dorkdom) of projecting to transport himself to a happier place while he danced the night away with Bette Midler! He worked the dance floor with our favorite like it was going out of style! Bravo! Bravo! Needless to say I viewed the performance like 3 times because I just couldn't get enough of sultry geriatric hip swinging and exploding x-jumps. I hope that when I no longer look like the svelte goddess that I am, I too will have a rock solid Russian cabana boy to make feel like the good old days when I could tap that and my partner wouldn't have to sit in the shower for 5 hours afterwards crying, and trying to forget!

The G-Force

So this morning I woke up early to get ready and go to my first day of commission based work. As I exited my bedroom I had the pleasure to greet Jim with hearty hello as he casually walked by unashamed in his G's... The scene randomly appeared in my head throughout my entire day... I bet you guys are jealous

French Victories... ahem... Defeats...

I know this is silly and dumb, but today at work I had a nine hour shift on the slowest day of the week. What does that mean? Plenty of time to play on the computer!!!! Yeah!!!! So one of the fun things I've found is the following that I thought you might all enjoy. I know I've seen it before, but I've never really read into it. It's quite funny if you take a few minutes to read some of it. So... with no further ado...

Go to Google and type in "french military victories"

Click "I'm feeling lucky"

Proceed to click on the link after "did you mean"

Take a few moments and read about the valor of our friends across the pond.

Reverse Cowgirl!

So while not everyone was present this last weekend in Utah, I thought I would post some highlights so fun could be enjoyed by all. Friday night started with a bowl-a-thon. What is more Turner-esque than spending a weekend night in a bowling alley, I ask you. I did get the high score of 145; but, I think the highlight of the evening were the exit moves executed by Tyler, Lindsay and I. They included

• Irish Step Dancing
• Frankenstein Walk
• Breakdancing
• Chest Slide (not performed by a male)
• Bend and Snap

The water park was a blast as well. I won't give you the blow by blow, but imagine Wes getting stuck and having to body shimmy up a water slide so he could take the final dip and exit. Lindsay had a particularly fantastic belly flop from trying to attempt a flip with a 1/2 twist. And Lou and I both discovered that we have absolutely no upper body strength thanks to a rope swing.

I know this posting is lame, but I am trying to find my inner voice. Thanks for bearing with!

when boredom hits home...

The Beginning of the End




The Aftermath

As if there were ever any doubt...

I would just like to announce that it's true, Hank is the smartest dog alive. Within a week, Mr. Blasto, Wifey, Dar and I have trained him to shut the french doors after he comes in. Apparently, you really can be THAT LAZY. And you definitely can teach an old dog new tricks...he turned 10 a month ago, remember? And it only took him a couple of days to get him to the point where he knows just what you mean when you say "Shut Door!" The only thing left is to get him to do it immediately after he comes in, without asking him to do it. But hey, it's all gravy. If he never learned to do another thing, I am completely satisfied.

the glorified jua-tita experience...

i think i just found our next family talent show routine...

Is it just me or does David Beckham...

Look just a smidge like Cousin Jason in this pic? Spice up your life, David.

Some funny sites for you all...

These are a couple of websites that I've come across that I find quite humorous. I think the humor is right up our ally. Enjoy:

http://postsecret.blogspot.com/

http://www.overheardinnewyork.com/

http://www.overheardintheoffice.com/

http://www.overheardatthebeach.com/

Funny Stuff!

At long last, the day has come!

So today I was running some errands that brought me over by Via Estudillo and Via Coronel. As I began my ascent up the hill, I rounded a curve, and there in the middle of the street was this HUGE German Shepherd. I slowed the car down hoping that he would let me pass, but instead, he bound over to the car window and after I rolled it down he started licking me. I am such a sucker. Anyway, with my many years of lost dog experience, I had the feeling that the dog wasn't far from his home. I grabbed his collar and tried to look for an address, but only saw two phone numbers on the tags and no dog name. I made the dog get in the car and he was surprisingly sweet and obedient. He was licking me all the way.

I called both the numbers and got no answer, so I just left messages. I hung around the nabe for a few minutes, but after a while grew restless and decided to take him home and put him out back with Mr. H. Little did I know that this would be the day when Mr. H would finally become a MAN. Without going in to detail, because I'd like to keep this at least a PG-13 rated blog, let's just say that Mr. H was all over him! And the shepherd totally surrendered, rolled over on his back and in other words--and this with a dog that was at least 130-150% his size--was in full-on complete submission mode. It only took him 10 years, but finally Mr. H has accepted his XY chromosomes!

happy birthday...take 2!!!

The legend lives on!

http://www.sixflags.com/magicMountain/info/news_ThrillsRollOn.aspx

Fight CAD with CAD

I know I already told you all about our google CAD program we discovered and are using to design the car, but I wanted you all to be able to see the progress. Enjoy!

Babynames!!!

Baby Metallica Too Taxing for Sweden

Have ya heard the one about the couple in Sweden that was denied the right to register their six-month old girl with the name Metallica by the Swedish Tax Board? Even though there is already an existing girl named Metallica in Sweden?

What kind of a country has a governmental agency that tells you what you can name your kid and what you cant? I WANNA LIVE THERE so I don't have to be surrounded by girls named MADISON! I could just pass a law...there shall be no more female Madisons because the government says so! Maybe I could even get them to pass a law saying you aren't allowed to name a kid Temerity.

The Love Fern in Bloom 2007

I know this is kind of silly, but I just love that ol' Love Fern. Its smells are amazing and it really truly only blooms once a year, and when it blooms, it goes NUTS!