*is sad*

Tammy Faye died.

I've had issues with money-grubbing televangelists for years, and Jim Baker truly heads the list, but Tammy Faye redeemed herself several years back. She geniunely went out of her way to make ammends and change her life and got back to what truly made her happy. She was surprisingly strong and upbeat in her battle with cancer, even when it robbed her of her ability to even remember her husband's name.

RIP Tammy Faye.

Die!!!!

If I am sitting on the toilet, that is NOT a good time for the three inch long cockroach to come running out to stand between me and the bathroom door.

On the plus side, it was obviously not from Madagascar, as it wasn't hissing.

Combine this with the large number of milipede bodies outside of my apartment door, plus the creepy crawlies that are managing to get in (looking for water - damn drought), and I'm very anti-bug right now.

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Can anyone translate the meaning on the following (Spanish)?

"Los profesores abren la puerta, pero tu debes entrar por ti mismo."

I've got that the teachers open the door, but the second part is throwing me. I know the individual words, but I'm not quite getting the meaning. (It's a poster in my mother's store. I've been staring at it for two hours now.)

Sports Blog Update

The Kyle Busch Bandwagon

The Bash Kyle Busch Bandwagon has been a popular one to get on of late - and not without reason. Kyle has a singular ability to draw the ire of nearly everyone, just by opening his mouth. He has managed to find a way to alienate more people than his brother ever has. And if there's one thing in NASCAR that you can't succeed without, it's people and the relationships that are a part of each team.

The thing is, after the recent fiasco at Daytona, in which Busch blamed his defeat, in part, on a lack of teammate help...was he entirely wrong?