Monday, March 31, 2008

Man-a-tease...


I can't wait to see these guys, I love them already.
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They have named themselves the Manatees(sea cows), after the mammal that swims in Florida waters.

Funny note:

Ancient marines often mistook the manatee for a mermaid, mainly because of the way manatee cradle their young, and also as they rise from the water through seaweed, it looks like hair....okay that's a stretch but I really did read this.


Invisi-Gal may enjoy baseball again.....



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Friday, March 28, 2008

I see a city and I want to paint it black...


Is anyone doing this?



As far as I know, Pittsburgh isn't involved...that doesn't mean much, we only become relevant when there's an election, and then we fade to black. Hey, maybe we are involved afterall...


Anyway, it sounds like an interesting endeavor.


However, won't there be a big honkin' brown-out when everyone turns their lights back on at 9pm, therefore defeating the purpose?


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Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Separated at Birth...

Vanessa Hudgens 2008
Linda Ronstadt 1970's

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Lesson #3

Aging Shoe...

Aging Ingenue...


Koo-koo-kah-choob



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Heaven...


Lent is well over and I finally can imbibe on chips and dip....I waited two days because

a) I cheated in Nashville

b) I had a shoot today and didn't want to retain more water that the Hoover Dam


I stopped at the store and purchased Ruffles with Ridges (Traditional flavor darlings) and some chip dip made by some dairy company I DON'T CARE... JUST LET ME OPEN THEM AND EAT THEM!!!!!!


Ahem, anyway, I am proud of my non-Catholic self for withstanding the rigors of Lent AND for having the moral fortitude to add a day to repent for caving.


I intend to enjoy part deux of the HBO miniseries, John Adams, with the volume turned way up so I can hear it over my chip crunching.


As I have said before, my needs are simple, my theories complex.



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Monday, March 24, 2008

Altar the signs....


This is so much fun, this website allows you to generate your own church signs....imagine the hours of undirected fun that one can have.

Invisi-Gal suggests you play nice, this is the big guy's house after all....



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Oh I wish I had a River, I could skate away on....


This sport is picking up quite a bit in the USA.


Invisi-Gal would like to try it as long as there is a log cabin nearby with a roaring fire and lots of hot chocolate.

Oh yeah, and a guy named Arturo to rub my precious feet after all that skating....

http://www.csmonitor.com/2008/0321/p12s03-alsp.html

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Catch a Falling Star


This is a picture from NASA of a gamma ray burst (star explosion). It boogles the mind completely to think there is enough room in the universe for this to happen.


It vaporized any nearby planets. Oooops.


Luckily, this star, 40 times bigger than our sun, was 7.5 BILLION light years away.


Here is a link to the NASA website:





Invisi-Gal likes to go there and confirm her place in it all....





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Friday, March 21, 2008

Peep Finale....


As we say goodbye to PeepWeek on this Good Friday, I feel a lump in my throat (might be that peep head I just bit off).

What better way than to show the link between Christianity and Peeps than this stunning ( I'm not quite sure what to call it) example of faith.


Remember, as we celebrate the Resurrection in all of us , it's good to know that thousands of Americans are out there dedicating countless hours of manpower doing SOMETHING with Peeps.


Invisi-Gal has something in her eye and must go now.....
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Thursday, March 20, 2008

Create-a-Peep



You can paint a peep, as in the poultry portrait above,or you can make your own peeps:





Time, is winding down dear readers, as Good Friday approaches and PeepWeek will be just a marshmallow dream we had.

Then we will be back to the blog of life.


Invisi-Gal will be required to find a new mania.....



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Wednesday, March 19, 2008

The Mystery Solved




All hail Peep Henge.....


we've been wondering for years who built this!


Next, I'm looking for Big Foot Peepfoot....


I am loving PeepWeek, in fact, writing about Peeps has made me less hungry for their little heads!

Some kinda peep magic happening here. Invisi-Gal finds her humanity in PeepWeek.


Although, truth be told, and it always is darlings, I am totally fixated on Ruffles with Ridges and my after Lent potato chip party.


I live a simple life....apparently.




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Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Peep Show



Invisi-Gal is sooooo disappointed in her peeps.










It's PeepWeek !...

S'more things to do with Peeps..


Why didn't Invisi-Gal ever think of this?
Hanging out at the fire-pit on a cold Easter night...I could've been serving Peep Smores to my astonished guests.








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Why Peeps may become extinct...




Seems I'm not the only one fixated on the little buggers...



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It's PeepWeek !

Monday, March 17, 2008

This is your brain on Peeps...



I declare this week , PeepWeek....


come, see what people do when they are unemployed:






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Up your Keister for Easter...


I can't help it, I love Easter....mainly because Lent ends, and I can have my beloved potato chips !

Okay it's deeper than that, the Resurrection of Christ is the miracle inside all of us.


But, back to the potato chips. I did lapse, dear readers, on a recent trip to Nashville. You know how when you travel, your sense of time and place gets completely boogered? Well, I forgot all about Lent and dove into a bowl of chips at a party.


Rest assured, if there is a ten year old in the house, they will remind you of ANYTHING you have forgotten; like to sign their permission slip for the field trip, or TODAY is Picture Day at school, or didn't Mommy give up potato chips for Lent?


I recoiled in abject horror at the error of my ways and moved on to the pretzels.


So Easter Sunday, we shall bite the heads off the "Peeps" (now available in purple!), eat chocolate bunnies, and devour Ruffles with ridges and chip dip.


All the while trying to figure out what the connection is with Christianity.



Bon Appetit!


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Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Daddy's little girl...


I have become my father.


My father was the guy in the neighborhood that would chase you down if you drove by our house too fast.

He would be screaming "Slow down!!" the whole time.
He would chase you down on foot, and still catch you.
And in the winter, don't even THINK about lobbing a snowball at his car. You would be eating it.


Eventually, everyone learned about the "Slow down" guy and avoided our street like the plague. Only the uninitiated incurred the wrath of my father, traffic czar.


Today, as I was driving around a dangerous curve, I heard screeching tires to the left of me.
I saw a kid driving out of control and almost slamming into the side of my car. He was driving so fast, I was only able to catch up to him because of a ton of traffic at the next red light.


I pulled up in the lane next to him and called the police on my cell and gave them his license plate number.


Right before that, I am sure I was screaming,"Slow Down !!" the whole time.



DNA is a hard taskmaster my dear ones.



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Super Power Award of the Week




Goes to Monica Lin Brown. Character , bravery,and an awesome human being...


Look, I know this award is not as great as the Silver Star.


Invisi-Gal just wants to make sure that you are counted, and also knows you must have an amazing purse full of bandaids and grenades.







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Spitzer into the wind...


I can't say what I would do if my husband publicly humiliated me, spent the kids college tuition on hookers, and possibly exposed me to some serious STD's.

Oh yeah, and just blew our future to smithereens.


But I can say I would find it hard to stand next to him without having his balls in a vise-grip.


Invisi-Gal knows she is invisible but that doesn't mean forgettable.


No,no,no.


I think it's time we let them stand at the podium alone. Let all eyes be on them and not prop the wife up there to draw media fire.
Does it take strength to stand up there?
No, it takes 3 Valium and a shot of Jack Daniels while a bunch of white men tell you how to act and what to say..
That's a bunch of bullshit.


Let them stand alone.



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Tuesday, March 11, 2008

I'll cry for you , Argentina


America has Big Foot, Argentina has yard ornaments that scare grown men.


There is no known "gnomenclature" for this one darlings:



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What the F?


Okay this is by far the most bizarre exchange I have had with another human being in a LONG LONG time.


First of all, I must start this story by saying I am a white female, and I happen to be wearing a black coat.


I was in the Giant Eagle today shopping in the dairy section, when I forgot something and had to turn around and blast back to the yogurt case. So, I spin my cart around, kinda demo derby-like 'cause for once in my life as a consumer, I didn't get the gimpy wheel cart.

Now granted, I was returning on the wrong side, meaning the left side against the supermarket traffic (is there such a thing?).


An elderly black women walking towards me, directly in my path, said, "You're like the black Mariah."


Of course my mind goes to Mariah Carey. I politely laugh at this wierd comment and keep charging towards the yogurt.


Several aisles later I do a "Wait a minute..." moment and think, what the hell did that mean?


Isn't Mariah Carey part black? Aren't I completely white? What does she mean by Black Mariah?


Was she just daffy?


Later at home, after I put the groceries away, I look up black Mariah on the internet.


According to the Urban Dictionary:



1.
black maria

Police prisoner transport vehicle. Also black maria or paddy wagon.This is the spelling used in the Tom Waits song "Big Black Mariah":
"Here come the big black mariah, here come that big black Ford"



Soooo, that woman called me a paddy wagon ....I must have looked like one racing down the yogurt aisle.


Stranger yet, I actually drive a big black Ford.


But, how did she know?



Invisi-Gal too unnerved by the strangeness of it all to be mad about being called a paddy wagon.



WTF?


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Monday, March 10, 2008

You lost me on this one....



The Vatican came out with a few more sins to add to the list....and refreshed the old ones.






I was kind of excited to read the list. THEN I read this quote from the Pope in response about how the Vatican has dealt with pedophilia within it's ranks:


"He said Church authorities had reacted with rigorous measures to child abuse scandals within the clergy, but he also claimed that the issue had been excessively emphasized by the media."


Hmmm, maybe they should add yet another new sin.

How about the sin of denial...

Head in the sand , head in the sand.....


Tuesday, March 4, 2008

"Current" events


Invisi-Gal must take a short respite, I'm taking a boogie break, which requires the absence of computers and the like.


While I am no longer in your staid, here is a wonderful new book you must investigate,


It is called The Invention of Everything Else. It's about Nikola Tesla.


Don't be scared because it's a name you heard in 5th grade science. It is FASCINATING darlings!


Also, make yourself comfortable on my blog and read the archives. When I return, we shall be the best of friends all over again.


tah tah...




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Monday, March 3, 2008

Yet another reason to put the house on the market...


How cranky is Invisi-Gal about this? Very very cranky....



Study details local male-female pay gap for professionals
Monday, March 03, 2008
By Dan Fitzpatrick, Pittsburgh Post-Gazette



The pay gap between male and female professionals in the Pittsburgh area exceeds the national average, according to a study released today by the University of Pittsburgh's Center for Social and Urban Research.
Local women earned just 58.3 percent of the national median earnings of women in management. Men in for-profit management positions, meanwhile, earned more than men nationally.
The study authors also found that Pittsburgh's industries are more segregated by gender than the rest of the country and most of the 100 largest metropolitan areas.
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Profiles in perpetuity...




This is a splendid idea....your or someone else's profile carved into wood....just like those optical illusion prints. They are called pirolettes.
Invisi-Gal likes people as furniture.

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Defining moment....


It's good to remind folks what Invisi-Gal is all about , so here's a link to a previous blog to explain.

Invisi-Gal must always be well defined even though her silhouette isn't.




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Attention KMart Shoppers


For those of you out there taking care of an elderly parent,or are caregivers in any sense, this is some good information.


KMart is hooked up with tons of organizations to help you, and offer some discounts.


I wasn't aware of it when I needed it, so I 'm excited to be passing this on to you.


Good news for sure.





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Sunday, March 2, 2008

Step into my parlor....


This (web bots) was started as a means of tracking info for microsoft, but as it developed, the scans have been revealing all sorts of booga-booga.



The thing is, it is like a finger on the pulse of the world.


The History Channel did a special on it tonight:




I get the same feeling reading this as I did when I was ten years old, camping out, with a flashlight in a tent telling escaped maniac stories.


Fascinating stuff ; as in "and they found a hook on the handle of the car door"...
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Gimme Shelter


Maybe they should be called the "What the Hell ?Angels".

Cube Rube


Haven't you always wanted to solve this little bugger? It's been taunting me for decades.


That's why I was so excited when I saw this tutorial on You Tube on how to solve it:
I watched for less that 45 seconds.


My eyes glassed over, my mouth went dry, I got a rash in the shape of my old math teacher Mrs.Bowser.


I don't want to solve it if I have to watch that video.

I'll just use the cube as a projectile in my next argument with television.
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Spent


SO Invisi-Gal went shopping today for a nice plain brown skirt.


Good luck.


I couldn't be Invisi-Gal in J.Jill or Coldwater Creek, the saleswomen were so aggressive. I felt personally obligated to their commission structure. It made me squirmy.


However, I had fun spraying on perfumes, and did decide once and for all I don't like Coco.


It made me miss my mom. Mothers and daughters grow up shopping together. It's the space were we can chat without our guards up. Then we stop for coffee or a light lunch. It's the gatherer ritual.


I saw many moms and daughters, foraging through the sales. My heart felt a tug.


Five stores later, no brown skirt but 2 black ones and some cute jewelry.


Oh, and I reek of Coco, I don't like Coco for sure.


Just simmer down, now.

It's a nerve wracking process, reading the news. Especially when you see violence building in Gaza.

I don't want to over simplify this matter at all. But, the glaring truth is, folks in these parts just want war.

I know there are ancient wounds and hurts, but on a personal level we all have them.


Our choice to retain or let go of these "pains" determines our future.


I would shudder to think that the stubborn retention of these hurts could escalate into a nuclear war that would destroy the world.


When you break it down to the single human element, it's maddening.


Simmer down you guys.


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