Bubala, Mumi & Max

Monday, July 30, 2007


Coaster Madness!

What a crazy few days! This is definitely turning out to be one crazy summer. Lots of trips, lots of coasters, lots of concerts. And, I'm loving every minute of it!

We had an awesome time at Carowinds, Six Flags Over Georgia and Dollywood. Took way too many pictures to post here, so you can check 'em out on flickr if you'd like. (The G-rated ones that is!)

Tomorrow, it's off to another Amusement Park. We're headed to Kings Dominion with our coworkers. Should be a fun time.

Then, this weekend, we're finally getting to Rehoboth Beach. We're staying with our great pals, Tim & Donn. They're so nice. They're going to let us stay in the "trick room." This particular bedroom has a separate entrance into and out of the house, so we can sneak tricks in and out. So, anyone planning on being at Rehoboth this weekend, let us know. Maybe we can sneak you in!

Of course, I just couldn't stop riding roller coasters so early in the summer, so I already have another trip planned on August 13th through the 16th. This time, it's up to Northern New York (Buffalo, Rochester, Albany) to four different parks in three days. Mumi is so over the whole roller coaster thing, so I am going on this trip alone. Unless, of course, anyone out there wants to come along. Seriously, let me know. Mumi doesn't like the idea of me going all that way by myself.

Hopefully, your summer is playing out as smashingly as mine is. If not, you'd better get to working on it. You only live once. Do what you want to do while you still can. You won't regret it!

Wednesday, July 25, 2007

Never Did Like Bruce Springsteen All That Much

Thunder Road

Yesterday was a fun day at Carowinds. The park was not that busy, so there were hardly any lines. We rode all of the coasters in less than three hours. Well, all of the coasters except for Thunder Road. It was closed! Figures. Oh well, that just means that we'll have to come back next year!

I did manage to get a ride on Hey Arnold's Taxi Chase. It's a kiddie coaster, so you have to have a child with you to ride. They are very strict about this rule for some reason, so I had to temporarily kidnap a little kid in order to ride. It's amazing how generous North and South Carolinians can be with their children though. They were more than happy to send the child off with a complete stranger to ride a roller coaster.

Ah well, at least I got another notch in my coaster riding belt! I should hit the 200 mark by the end of this year!

Monday, July 23, 2007

All Around The Vagina Loop

455 miles, seven hours, forty three minutes and one speeding ticket later, we have arrived at our first destination on the Vagina Loop Junket*.

We are at a hotel across the street from Carowinds Amusement Park in South Carolina.

Tomorrow, we will go to Carowinds, and we will ride lots of roller coasters. I am thrilled beyond words.

More later...

*Yes, that is what V.L. Junket stands for. Vagina Loop Junket. The actual route that we are driving to get to all of the different parks looked like a big 'ol vagina to my untrained, gay, vagina avoiding eyes. Just turn your head sideways and look at it. You'll see.

The V.L. Junket

See, I told you so!

Friday, July 20, 2007

Two Great Tastes!

Mmmmmm... Chocolate!

Mmmmm... Police!
"Hey! You got your chocolate in my Police concert!"

"You got your Police concert on my chocolate!"



"Mmmm..... Delicious!"

Tonight: The Police live at Hersheypark Stadium!
We'll be there. Will you?

Thursday, July 19, 2007

Ride The Wacky Worm With Me

Would you allow your children to ride a roller coaster with this lunatic?

Wacky & Wormy

I ride roller coasters.

I suppose that you already knew that though.

I keep track of how many roller coasters that I have ridden.

You might have already known that also.

You can see the list of all of the roller coasters I have ridden right here.

I have a little bit of trouble sometimes deciding if a roller coaster that I have ridden should be added to my list of coasters though. Like the Wacky Worm pictured above, for example. Sure, it's a roller coaster. It has tracks and a train and a lift hill. It rolls along the tracks up and down and all of that. But, the thing is only ten feet tall for crying out loud. Should it really count towards my official roller coaster ride count?

Anyway, while I ponder this oh-so-important, possibly life changing query, here are some pics from my recent Ocean City, Maryland mini-trip for you to peruse.

Claw machines are fun!
Claw Machine

Ocean City's haunted house is one of the best!
The Haunted House

This skeleton was obviously startled when we caught him hiding behind a coffin and masturbating.
Getting a boner!

You know you've hit the big time when you get a parking lot named after you!
Big time!

This just seems so politically incorrect. Or, is it just me?
Ahhh! Terrorists!

Anonymous public blow jobs are the best! Unzip and insert it here...
Shove it in.

One for the S&M crowd, I guess...
Whip that fairy!

One for the clown fetishists? Or the coulrophobics.
Scary clowns!

Hot bears... everywhere I go, hot bears!
Hot Bear

Wacky Worm? More like worm on Wacky Weed!
Wacky Weed Worm

Pirates are hot!
Hot Pirate

Tuesday, July 17, 2007

Coaster Tuesday

This week, I'm off to Ocean City for the day. There is only one coaster there that I haven't ridden yet, so it's not as exciting as some of my other roller coaster trips this summer. I'm sure that there will be plenty of fat ladies pushing double wide strollers down the boardwalk though, so that should more than make up for the lack of coasters.

I'll send postcards! Oh wait, I don't know your address... Well, I'll just post pics later!

Oh yeah, I really need to find some coaster buddies to go along with me on these trips. Mumi is always working and I'm getting tired of hanging out with my brother all of the time. He's just too damn straight!

Sunday, July 15, 2007

B. I. N. G. Blowoff!


Wow, what a strange night at Blowoff last night. Who invited all those old ladies? Where were all of the hot men? What happened to the usual loud, thumping dance music? Where was Bob? Where was Rich? Why was everyone there cussing up a strom and chain smoking? I thought that there was a smoking ban in D.C. And just whose idea was it was it to play bingo at Blowoff?

Oh, wait a minute. That's right. I wasn't at Blowoff last night. I had to work all night last night!


Hope everyone else had fun last night.

Saturday, July 14, 2007

C'mon Over Boys! I've Got A Brand New Sling!

Not exactly what you were hoping for, huh?

Not exactly what you were hoping for, huh?

I was in a great deal of pain today, so I went to the hospital to have the arm checked out. The doctor told me that I most likely suffered a partial dislocation of my shoulder. The x-rays showed no major damage though. She prescribed Tylenol, a sling and plenty of rest. I also got a tetanus shot while I was there just to be safe. I was hoping to get some of those super cool, spacey pain killing drugs, but no such luck.

Friday, July 13, 2007

I Speak From Experience...

Full Moon
Take it from me guys and gals.

If you're ever riding your bike with your boyfriend, or anyone else for that matter, and you get the sudden urge to zoom ahead of them and drop your pants in an attempt to moon them while still riding on your bike...

Resist that urge!!! Do not do it!!!

I did not resist the urge. And, about three seconds later, I was kissing the dirt. Fortunately, I hit the dirt and not the asphalt. I didn't get away without injury either. I really screwed my arm up. In fact, I think that I might have even dislocated my shoulder. I felt it pop a few seconds after the accident as if it were popping back into place. And, right now, it hurts like crazy! I also scraped up my leg quite a bit and even managed to mess the bike up a little.

Now, you just might be wondering what Mumi was doing while all of this was happening. You'd think that he would be freaking out. Wondering if I was still conscious or alive even. Worrying about how severe my injuries might be. Calling 911 from his cell phone. That's certainly what he was doing, right?


After I finally managed to pick my self up off of the ground, broken and bleeding, I turned around to face Mumi only to see him there laughing his ass off! Laughing at me!

Well, I guess I did deserve it. It was a pretty stupid stunt. Like Mumi said to me, it was classic YouTube stuff. If only we'd had a camcorder with us, I'd be famous by now.

Thursday, July 12, 2007

Friends... How Many Of Us Have Them?

***WARNING! Self Pity Party Ahead!***


I have a good life. I really can't (and don't) complain about most things.

I have a wonderful (and hot!) husband.
I have a fantastic, bratty little dog.
I have a caring and understanding family.
I have a job that I still enjoy going to even after working there for seven years.
I have a house, two cars and an iPod.

What more could I possibly want?

Well, a close friend* or two would be nice.

You see, I have never been all that great at meeting new people and making new friends. I'm not sure why. I think that it has something to do with my own insecurities. I think that I must be emanating some sort of negative vibe that other people can sense, maybe not even consciously, that turns them off to long-term friendship. I meet new people and I think that we hit it off, but then I never hear from them again. Or, worse yet, I try to introduce myself to new people only to get snubbed and ignored by them. I brush my teeth and shower and wear deodorant, so I'm pretty sure that's not the problem.

It would be nice to have a friend who I could just call on the telephone and say, "Hey, what are you doing today? Nothing? Well then, let's go to Six Flags and ride some roller coasters. Or, better yet, let's take a road trip to New Jersey!"

Or, a friend who would call me sometimes just to see how I'm doing. Just to shoot the breeze. A bud to hang out with while Mumi is working. A pal to pal around with. That would be nice. I have had friends like that in the past, so I know that it's possible. (Unfortunately though, they were all girls! Yucky, yucky girls with their mammaries and vaginas. Gross!)

*In all fairness, I am not completely friendless. I do have a few really great friends that I keep in touch with on a very regular basis. I guess that I'm just greedy, and I want more, more, more. And, of course, I'll always have my best friend, Mumi and my second best friend, Max. They're better than the bestest friends I could ever wish for!

***Self Pity Party Over! It's safe to look now.***

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

Worth 12,000 Words...

Photographic highlights from yesterday's trip...
Click on 'em to make 'em bigger!

I managed to tip the cooler over in the truck... Yuck! I want to be a wiener. Can I get a happy ending with that? Always spoiling my fun! Mmmmmm.... good food.... Attack of the giant crawfish! I love my smash-a-pennies! Stevie Nicks was there. I guess she was cold. Meet my new friend Pete. I find friendly bears everywhere I go. All the coolest chickens drink Coca-Cola. Nothing better than a monkey holding on to his big banana.

Tuesday, July 10, 2007

The (Almost) Perfect Day

Seaside Heights, NJ
Today, sort of spur of the moment, I decided to do a little traveling. Here is how the day panned out.

8:50am: Leave Glen Burnie.
12:06pm: Arrive at Seaside Heights, NJ.
12:26pm: Visit Casino Pier and ride three roller coasters that I have never ridden before.1:37pm: Walk down the boardwalk about a mile to Funtown Pier in Seaside Park, NJ and ride three more roller coasters that I have never ridden before.3:18pm: Head North up the coast about 12 miles to Jenkinson's Boardwalk at Point Pleasant Beach for two more coasters I've never been on before.4:47pm: Drive about 60 miles South to Steel Pier in Atlantic City for one more exciting, new (to me at least) coaster.6:30pm: A little (and I do mean very little) bit of gambling in Atlantic City. I really did not enjoy playing those slots machines.
7:30pm: Hit the road for home.
10:32pm: Arrive home. Tired, but happy. Very happy...

That's nine more new coasters to add to my count. Woo hoo!

I said that it was almost a perfect day, right? Well, the reason it was only almost perfect is because Mumi decided not to go along with me on the trip. I can't say that I blame him, really. What kind of kook wakes up one morning and says, "I think I'll go drive over 400 miles today all up and down the New Jersey coast riding roller coasters." (Uh, yeah, that kook would be me...) So, my brother came along and filled in for Mumi.

I had a great time, but it certainly would have been better to have my man there beside me to grab onto during the really thrilling parts of the roller coaster rides.

Next time Mumi... Next time!

I'll post some photographic highlights of the trip later on, right after I get a little sleep!

Thursday, July 05, 2007



Five things I have observed and/or learned lately:
  1. Fireworks can be lit off in the rain.
  2. Everybody is gay. Every man you see is thinking about what you'd look like naked. (Or, if you're a woman, every other woman is doing the same thing to you.)
  3. Homeless people tend to keep gallon milk jugs full of their urine with them at all times.
  4. If there are naked pictures of you out there on the Internet, your gay friends will eventually find them and show them to all of your other gay friends.
  5. Not all cocks taste the same.
What have you observed and/or learned lately?

Tuesday, July 03, 2007

Contemplating Fancy Ketchup


My tire was flat again. The man at the tire store said that it would take no more than about a half an hour to replace my tire. I knew better though. I had heard similar promises before, so I wasn't buying it this time. I knew that it would be at least an hour, most likely even longer. I decided to head over to the McDonald's next door and grab some lunch.

I settled on the Big Mac meal with fries and a bottled water. Bottled water is very healthy, you know. I also grabbed some packets of ketchup and some napkins. I love ketchup on my fries. In fact, I think I love the ketchup more than I love the fries. I should probably just skip the fries next time and eat the ketchup straight out of the packets.

Anyway, as I was squeezing out that red, delicious goodness, I glanced down at the ketchup packets. They were labeled "Fancy Ketchup." I wondered to myself just what was so fancy about this particular ketchup? I read the list of ingredients. Nothing too fancy there. Tomatoes, salt, vinegar, etc. All pretty standard stuff.

I squirted some ketchup onto my fries, and I got down real close to get a better look at the "fancy" ketchup. To my untrained eyes though, it looked no different than all of the other un-fancy ketchup's that I had eaten in the past. I tasted the ketchup. It was good. Not great. Not fantastic. Certainly not fancy. Just good. So, I still had no idea just what was so fancy about this ketchup.

While I was contemplating just what was so fancy about this ketchup, I started eavesdropping on the conversation playing out in the booth next to me. After all, they may well have been discussing the secret of what makes McDonald's ketchup so fancy and I certainly wouldn't want to miss out on that conversation. Would I?

There was a lady there with a girl who I will assume was her daughter. The daughter had a child seated in a stroller next to her. Even though the daughter was probably no older than fifteen, I had to assume that the baby was the daughter's child.

So, the mother was saying things to the daughter like, "I just can't do it any more. I'm leaving him." She went on to say things like, "I'm tired of him telling me what to do. I don't even let my boss talk to me like that or tell me what to do like that. I just can't deal with it any more. I'm leaving right away, and I'm moving to Florida."

The daughter was crying. Not wailing or bawling or anything like that. Just a tear or two streaming down her cheek. Falling off of her face and dropping down into her fancy ketchup covered french fries.

Suddenly, my own dilemma didn't seem all that important to me any more. And, at least for that moment, all of my own "problems" just didn't seem all that bad to me.

I finished my meal, guzzled down my bottled water and left.