This will basically be the new blog look at least until Jason can fix the fleur de lis along the sides. Apparently you can go blind if you stare at them too long. Or you start to see one of those Magic Eye pictures.

First I’ve got to say I find it very funny that there are no comments on the past few posts but I’m getting emails from everyone commenting that way. Just so everyone knows, yes I do still have readers and yes I am still popular.

Second I’m working on a new and improved masthead. It should be up shortly, so stay tuned.

Third is that I have a raging Sudoku addiction. Just what is sudoku? It’s basically a Japanese crossword puzzle that uses numbers instead of letters and requires no math skills. It’s also, according to my book, a worldwide phenomenon. You can find some puzzles online but really you need them on paper in front of you to be able to properly work them out. I bought a Sudoku book on Sunday and by Monday I was so freaking addicted that a whole day’s worth of class notes fell prey to the blasted book.

And I know you are going to want your own Sudoku book Mom, so I’m mailing one to you with your birthday present. I’m such an awesome daughter.

I miss Girl Scout Camp.

Okay, I know I’ve been away from camp for awhile (not really that long. Only one summer, one loooong summer) but I’m used to the topic of camp popping up in random places pretty frequently. Like a person might think I look familiar and it turns out they went to camp and know me from there.

woohoo, local celebrity! “That’s Dragon, she has a tattoo.”

The point of this ego-stroking post is that I was at a poker night last week (by the way I took 2nd place and won $20. Not bad for never playing before) and I made a motion on the edge of the table, which is not vulgar you dirty minded perv, but rather a camp song/game. I wish I could explain the motions because it’s pretty fun to do and if you get really good and fast at it you can impress people in bars and get beers bought for you.

Anyway, I made this motion and one of the girls playing recognized it as a camp thing. Normally I would have asked if she had attended Camp Whispering Pines but this time I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I knew that being from Texas the chances of her going to my camp were slim to none and I’m not ready to not be a local celebrity.

Am I the only crazy person that has to restrain herself from licking every iPod Nano that she sees?

I mean they are just so shiny and appealing. Like little pieces of musical candy.

Tangi has figured out how to get the cat food out of the bag herself. I, as her owner, am becoming obsolete. Soon she will be digging through my purse to steal money and car keys so she can go get the cat food directly from petsmart. Immediately after that she will suffocate me in my sleep.

Let me first say, Houston and Galveston I’m so sorry but good job on having the foresight to run the hell out of the way of the hurricane.

Next, I want to hear President Bush say there is no such thing as global warming again. Yup, no global warming, which is why we’ve had an incredibly busy hurricane season with 2 incredibly huge, damaging hurricanes.

I don’t want to turn all tree hugger-ish on ya’ll but really this HAS to be because of global warming. I think our President needs to swallow his pride and admit that he was wrong in saying there is no such thing as global warming. Then he needs to start working on correcting the problem. Immediately. We, as a nation, need to do all we can to help save the environment. At this point our lives and the cities we love depend on us shaping up and becoming concerned for the environment.

I mean, unless you like being pelted each year with more and more deadly hurricanes. I hate to say it, but this is just the first hurricane season in what is sure to be a long line of devastating ones.

Good luck Houston.

I want some one to create me a new masthead. Something nice, not to fancy with some fleur de lis. Something New Orleans-y but not too New Orleans-y. Hmmm, maybe a cartoon me. How about a cartoon skinny me (pre-hurricane, all gelato all the time diet, weight).

If anyone wants to help me out there could be payment involved.

First Hurricane Katrina screws up my plan to see Tori in concert. Now Hurricane Rita is coming to screw up my plan to see Coldplay.

I really hate hurricane season.

Jason added these fleur de lis to the bottom of every post and I don’t like it. I say it’s not visually appealing but he seems to think it ties together my theme.

So what do you think?

I also have been wanting him to fix my categories so that it’s a pull down option and not a long list taking up space on the side of my blog. And I also want the font on the masthead to be different, but alas us photoshop/ web site creation deficient people can’t be too picky.

The country is still not ready to hear September 11th jokes, but damnit New Orleans is ready to hear some hurricane jokes. We have that bizarre sense of humor that makes every other state uncomfortable and makes us want to laugh at the worst of situations.

I read this joke online and enjoyed it so much I thought I would share. I’m not sure who orginally said it but I found it on cnn.com.

What is President Bush’s stance on Roe vs. Wade?

He doesn’t care how people get out of New Orleans.

groan all you want, but I love it.