Sunday, October 26, 2008
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
MENTAL HOTLINE
If you are Obsessive-Compulsive, press 1 repeatedly, being certain to touch the table and counting to 10 between each press.
If you are Co-Dependent, please ask someone to press 2 for you.
If you have Multiple Personalities, press 3, 4, 5, and 6.
If you are Paranoid, we know who you are and what you want. Stay on the line so we can trace your call.
If you are Delusional, press 7, and your call will be transferred to the Mother Ship.
If you are Schizophrenic, listen carefully, and a small voice will tell you which number to press.
If you are Manic-Depressive, it doesn't matter which number you press since no one will answer.
If you are Dyslexic, press 96969696969696.
If you have a Nervous Disorder, please fidget with the Pound Button until a representative comes on the line.
If you have Amnesia, press 8 and state your name, address, phone number, date of birth, social security number, and your mother's and grandmother's maiden names.
If you have Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder, slowly and carefully press 911.
If you have Bi-Polar Disorder, please leave a message after the beep. Or before the beep. Or after the beep. Please wait for the beep.
If you have Short-Term Memory Loss, please try your call again later.
If you have Low Self Esteem, please hang up. All our representatives are too busy to help worthless people like you.
And thank you for calling the Mental Health Hotline!
Friday, October 17, 2008
The Leroy Neiman Art Center - Arts Horizon

Sunday, October 12, 2008
Official Hate Mail
Friday, October 10, 2008
Just because you think a person is mean and angry...
How Poor or Rich
When they got back home the father asked the son, "What did you think of the trip"?
The son replied, "Very nice Dad."
Dad said, "Did you notice how poor they were?"
"Yes".
"So, what did you learn from this trip?"
"I've learned that we have one dog in the house, and they had four. We have a fountain and imported lamps in our garden, they have a stream with no end and the stars in the sky. Our garden goes to the edge of our property, they have the entire horizon as their back yard." At the end of the son's reply the father was speechless and then his son said, "Thank you Dad, for showing me how poor we really are."
Poor little ol' me
Blue Enigma is funny.
You are such a bitter, petty, and stupid person. Isn't it plain to you that the reason you are receiving messages about a lost card or found bird is so that should you come across these things, you can reunite the item(s) with its owner? Then you blab on ad infinitum about the newsletter containing no important information, yet it did inform you of the fee hike. So there WAS something useful there. You are like a miserable old hag. Your outlook is wholly pessimistic. What makes you particularly irksome is that you find the dumbest things to complain about. And as much as you mention having your own business, I don't believe it. The fact that you qualified under the subsidy, AND had to add your mother to even meet the income requirement, means you are poor. Only a percentage of the units were set aside for subsidy. The remaining were market rate, for the real movers and shakers. So stop acting like you are something you aren't. You are a miserable, lonely crank. And takes some writing classess. Your spelling and composition stink!!!
-blueenigma
---You can choose to believe or not to believe in anything in this blog. That's why a blog is so great!
I never said I was rich. I told y'all my wardrobe consists of items from the clearance racks of old navy. Dang I felt bad cuz I donated clothes I had 10 years ago. I bet you the poor folks don't even want it. I wouldn't define that as being rich at all. Broke as heck trying to pay my $900 mortgage every month.
I was required to put my mother on my papers. She lived with me back then. I almost didn't qualify because it almost put my income over the limit.
Movers and shakers don't have to be rich (I think you're speaking of money). Many "REAL" movers and shakers aren't rich and don't live in expensive homes.
"And takes some writing classess. Your spelling and composition stink!!!" ----Sure buddy, I'll "takes" some writing "classess" if you will.
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Longer life spans
There goes our doorman!
Monday, October 6, 2008
Just Do It! Vote!
If you're thinking of buying a home
Sunday, October 5, 2008
OKLAHOMA STATE RESIDENCY APPLICATION
(_) Billy-Joe
(_) Billy-Ray
(_) Billy-Sue
(_) Billy-Mae
(_) Billy-Jack
(_) Billy-Jefferson
(Check appropriate box)
Age: ____
Sex: ____ M _____ F _____ N/A
Shoe Size: ____ Left ____ Right
Occupation:
(_)Farmer
(_)Mechanic
(_)Hair Dresser
(_)Un-employed
Spouse's Name: __________________________
Relationship with spouse:
(_) Sister
(_) Brother
(_) Aunt
(_) Uncle
(_) Cousin
(_) Mother
(_) Father
(_) Son
(_) Daughter
(_) Pet
Number of children living in household: ___
Number that are yours: ___
Mother's Name: _______________________
Father's Name: _______________________ (If not
sure, leave blank)
Education: 1 2 3 4 (Circle highest grade
completed)
Do you (_)own or (_)rent your mobile home?
(Check appropriate box)
___ Total number of vehicles you own
___ Number of vehicles that still crank
___ Number of vehicles in front yard
___ Number of vehicles in back yard
___ Number of vehicles on cement blocks
Firearms you own and where you keep them:
____ truck
____ bedroom
____ bathroom
____ kitchen
____ shed
Model and year of your pickup: ___________194_
Newspapers/magazines you subscribe to:
(_)The National Enquirer
(_)The Globe
(_)TV Guide
(_)Soap Opera Digest
___ Number of times you've seen a UFO
___ Number of times you've seen Elvis
___ Number of times you've seen Elvis in a UFO
How often do you bathe:
(_)Weekly
(_)Monthly
(_)Not Applicable
Color of teeth:
(_)Yellow
(_)Brownish-Yellow
(_)Brown
(_)Black
(_)N/A
Brand of chewing tobacco you prefer:
(_)Red-Man
How far is your home from a paved road?
(_)1 mile
(_)2 miles
(_)don't know
How to become a police sergeant
Saturday, October 4, 2008
Thursday, October 2, 2008
Shout out to NILE
Unfortunately the direction it has taken isn't quite what I was hoping for, but for the most part I have found much of the content posted here useful in one way or another.
It is with this background that as much as there has been disppointment, I must defend Harlem Bubu and her blog from these inimically absurd attacks.
Surely one can find better ways of spending the limited time we've all got in our present forms than reduce oneself to the level of insulting and 'outing' someone on their own blog. If one is allergic to something, common sense calls for them to avoid it. Are some of you so insecure and obssessed with the actions of just one little asian girl (who, despite her obvious misgivings, has been courteous enough not identify her nemeses) that you must act like your life is dependent on her blog?
If you cannot live in a place where there is room for public discontent, disagreement and debate, then surely is it not you that needs to move to Oklahoma?
So please people, either enlighten yourselves with the definition of the word "blog" or simply redirect your web browsers. Surely there is no shortage of websites to find your fancy.
And for you Harlem Bubu, I have since found places that meet where I thought this blog was heading, but I do visit every now and then just to see what's new at the Langston. So keep at it... more pictures would be nice :)"
First I would like to apologize to some of my readers for the direction of this blog. I really didn't want it to go there but it's the only way for me to express myself to some of these folks. I agree with everything you've stated here. I always try to be respectful until they give me a reason not to. Even though some of the residents at The Langston have been very nasty, I still respect them enough to not reveal their names. Obviously, they DO NOT understand what RESPECT is. Furthermore, they cannot and probably will not understand the concept of a blog. I will try hard to put my blog back on track. Honestly, I was just getting around to posting nice stuff about the neighborhood with some interesting photos and all. I guess I didn't move fast enough.
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
POLITICS
So the little boy goes off to bed thinking about what Dad said. Later that night, he hears his baby brother crying, so he gets upt to check on him. He finds that the baby has severely soiled his diaper. So the little boy goes to his parent’s room and finds his mother asleep. Not wanting to wake her, he goes to the nanny’s room. Finding the door locked, he peeks in the keyhole and sees his father in bed with the nanny. He gives up and goes back to bed.
The next morning, the little boy sayd to his father, “Dad, I think I understand the concept of politics now.”
The father says, “Good son, tell me in your own words what you think politics is all about.”
The little boy replies, “The President is screwing the Working Class while the Government is sound asleep. The People are being ignored and the Future is in deep shit.”



