tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24683651.post8080291058163261682..comments2023-11-05T04:10:04.332-06:00Comments on TriGreyhound: True Confessions--Things That Make My Head Explodegreyhoundhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01177698669715595307noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24683651.post-76785078977712886132008-03-10T12:52:00.000-05:002008-03-10T12:52:00.000-05:00BTW - the screaming toddler wasn't mine! I would'...BTW - the screaming toddler wasn't mine! I would've given it Benadryl if it was!!!Cindy Johttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16963758635931226962noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24683651.post-88284103471474792912008-03-10T12:51:00.000-05:002008-03-10T12:51:00.000-05:00I hate flying out of Orlando - its all families wi...I hate flying out of Orlando - its all families with strollers, diaper bags, etc. or old people who move too slowly. Very frustrating, esp. when you're in a hurry!!! And last time I flew out of there we had a toddler who screamed THE ENTIRE FLIGHT.<BR/><BR/>Have you seen this?: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z7AWw7t5zj0Cindy Johttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16963758635931226962noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24683651.post-78963684282971841492008-03-04T13:49:00.000-06:002008-03-04T13:49:00.000-06:00What? We are supposed to put that stuff in ziploc ...What? We are supposed to put that stuff in ziploc bags? I though we were supposed to wait til we were in the front of the line... isn't that where they give us the bags? So we don't have to fill them up at home?<BR/>There will always be people who can't see outside themselves. Ever. Just plug in your trusty iPod and wait. Or better yet, crack yourself up listening to Tac and Bigun.SingletrackJenny (formerly known as IronJenny)https://www.blogger.com/profile/17806579288888081208noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24683651.post-81298529567559975912008-03-04T12:58:00.000-06:002008-03-04T12:58:00.000-06:00Confession time--I have NO patience for people who...Confession time--I have NO patience for people who have the bucks to buy a tricked out bike and wear all the cool kit but won't cough up $30 for a helmet. WTF is up with that!!! I yell at them,"Where's your HELMET!!??!!"<BR/><BR/>I'm not well liked on the Picnic Loop at the park cuz of my loud antics.<BR/><BR/>And yeah, I was wondering, after your Hulk-like transformation and then back to mild mannerd hound, are your clothes all torn to shreds???<BR/><BR/>Liz<BR/>PS-the security at LAX on Sunday was very lax and missed tons of stuff the was not in my quart sized zipper bag.CoachLizhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06687275155229786220noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24683651.post-14763755603112321882008-03-04T09:10:00.000-06:002008-03-04T09:10:00.000-06:00I am too chicken to even put my confessions out he...I am too chicken to even put my confessions out here...but let's just say you are not alone. Why can't everyone just be like us? I mean, DUH...it's the only way to be!!!Afternoon Tea With Orangeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06110512429191665007noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24683651.post-66213133379761874202008-03-04T09:07:00.000-06:002008-03-04T09:07:00.000-06:00okay, carrie... it MAY be time for a recovery week...okay, carrie... it MAY be time for a recovery week.<BR/><BR/>my confession? well, you already read about that on my blog. <BR/><BR/>i feel you on the travel though. my biggest peeve is in those lines where people aren't paying attention and MOVING FORWARD, thus creating a 20-foot gap between them and the person in front of them. here's the thing... the airport is not a place to space off. i don't care if you're going on vacation, have some respect for the rest of us miserable saps who are traveling to some godforsaken land that doesn't include a beach... and even if it did, we'd never see it as we'd be in meetings all. day. long. FOCUS, people! FOCUS and get outta my way!Nytrohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08735807742257692742noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24683651.post-80414636009236328102008-03-03T15:46:00.000-06:002008-03-03T15:46:00.000-06:00Holy cow, I am realizing I could make an entire po...Holy cow, I am realizing I could make an entire post about 'confessions' alone. <BR/><BR/>Thanks for giving me my next blog entry :)<BR/><BR/>Thanks for cracking me up as well!!! I heart you!Supalindshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07780433756485338224noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24683651.post-57090139785438414682008-03-02T20:50:00.000-06:002008-03-02T20:50:00.000-06:00I think you need a backrub :-(I think you need a backrub :-(tri-mamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17770606044307572284noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24683651.post-71874652023862163972008-03-02T17:10:00.000-06:002008-03-02T17:10:00.000-06:00Confession #2: I'm eating brownies in bed right n...Confession #2: I'm eating brownies in bed right now.KCWoodheadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01579851646943502396noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24683651.post-48605314538617140962008-03-02T11:40:00.000-06:002008-03-02T11:40:00.000-06:00My confession: I hate it when people talk on their...My confession: I hate it when people talk on their cell phones on the plane. "YES WE ARE TAXI-ING TO THE GATE RIGHT NOW. HUH? NO, WHAT DID YOU SAY? OH YES THE FLIGHT WAS FINE. DID YOU EAT DINNER YET? OK I THINK THERE'S A ROAST IN THE FRIDGE. OK, MAYBE WE CAN GRILL THE CHICKEN INSTEAD. I HAD A SALAD FOR LUNCH SO I CAN HAVE CARBS TONIGHT. SURE, PUT HIM ON....WELL HELLO LITTLE SNOOKUMS I MISSED YOU TOO...YES I'LL BE SEEING YOU IN 2 MINUTES WHEN YOU PICK ME UP..." I swear...you can't wait until you are off the plane to sound the alert that you have arrived? And if the airlines ever allow cell phones during flight I will be a seriously unhappy camper.IronMinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06213770460313510621noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24683651.post-91627429429851808932008-03-02T11:21:00.000-06:002008-03-02T11:21:00.000-06:00Freakin' over the top hilarious.... My confession...Freakin' over the top hilarious.... My confession of the week: I voted for myself during the Evotri contest. Selfish? Hell yes!TRI TO BE FUNNYhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02713950120653131444noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24683651.post-18497828237162759832008-03-02T09:40:00.000-06:002008-03-02T09:40:00.000-06:00Nice try. We know you're patient and kind.Besides...Nice try. <I>We</I> know you're patient and kind.<BR/><BR/>Besides, won't the teeth-gritting airport experience contrast nicely with your wonderful vacation? Just tell yourself that... and leave the offing of the airport security weak to me. I'm like a tiger with my glares and huffs of frustration. Or something.shelekhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14831081372084360580noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24683651.post-90351558351258891252008-03-01T20:52:00.000-06:002008-03-01T20:52:00.000-06:00Many of the things that I've said and that people ...Many of the things that I've said and that people laughed at... basically, I meant them.<BR/><BR/>BTW, if you aren't counting yourself as very patient and kind... you are failing to mark on the appropriate curve.<BR/>;-)Brent Bucknerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659334435107746noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24683651.post-41697670123075065982008-03-01T20:42:00.000-06:002008-03-01T20:42:00.000-06:00Confession - I really don't like people. In genera...Confession - I really don't like people. In general. Specific people I like. The hoi polloi not so much. They are just so oblivious and aggravating. And also? I totally judge people on their shoes/questionable fashion choices (the Paris and Posh wanna be-s especially) and the groceries in their cart.Amyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07537434656455576759noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24683651.post-66710671531242179022008-03-01T13:56:00.000-06:002008-03-01T13:56:00.000-06:00Confession - I think you're cute when you're angry...Confession - I think you're cute when you're angry.21stCenturyMomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02370504811536749950noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24683651.post-58887156767166113342008-03-01T04:45:00.000-06:002008-03-01T04:45:00.000-06:00Confession: I was digging 30-something stunning b...Confession: I was digging 30-something stunning blond Greyhoud-ess. With the big rack and fishnet stockings. Wait. I mean...Bigunhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05101189927170393085noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24683651.post-72951175514793703622008-02-29T22:53:00.000-06:002008-02-29T22:53:00.000-06:00DOOOD!!! I TOTALLY FEEL YA ON THIS ONE!!!i have ab...DOOOD!!! I TOTALLY FEEL YA ON THIS ONE!!!<BR/><BR/>i have absolutely no patience in airports. crying babies are the worst. infants, i can deal with, nobody's fault really. but 3 year olds whose parents cannot keep them from kicking the back of my seat?? OH.HELL.NO.monicahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16459583217338407706noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24683651.post-86316713092890705072008-02-29T20:33:00.000-06:002008-02-29T20:33:00.000-06:00Cheerleaders. Multiple packs of cheerleaders. Co...Cheerleaders. Multiple packs of cheerleaders. Complete with full glitter eye makeup, hairbows and pajama bottoms with Uggs. At 5:45 AM. And none of them had their requisite sprays and gels and glosses in their little zippy bags. And of course they had to scream with glee when they found each other in the security line. <BR/><BR/>I'dve offed one of them, but I guess they would be able to tell the next time they tried to one of those pyramid things.UltraMamaChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13769976707261828456noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24683651.post-86232253102445913552008-02-29T19:47:00.000-06:002008-02-29T19:47:00.000-06:00I had Cap'n Crunch and beer for dinner...I had Cap'n Crunch and beer for dinner...KCWoodheadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01579851646943502396noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24683651.post-32911210451508892552008-02-29T16:20:00.000-06:002008-02-29T16:20:00.000-06:00Alright, Greyhound, here's my confession: I sat s...Alright, Greyhound, here's my confession: <BR/><BR/>I sat scowling opposite a woman taking up priority seats on the bus last night *with her bags* so she could scribble in her notebook! <BR/><BR/>At least I did until I was almost overcome by the fumes of the perfume drenched self-styled fashionista whose entrance made everyone take notice (but I think not for the reasons she intended).<BR/><BR/>Safe travels!Wendyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07300094483282054900noreply@blogger.com