Feb 09 2008
What about my moniker?
I’m really extremely happy, crazy, and hyper tonight and I’m not sure why because it’s been like ten hours since I’ve consumed any chocolate…anyhow. Anyone care for a game of Hooey? Hooey is a card game in which you have to lie and decieve people. All of the cards have portraits of funky cows on them and that offends me. Yes, my last name is the title of a card game. How much Hooey can you take? Hooey is also listed in the dictionary and it means “nonsense.” It kind of fits me. I don’t always make sense and let me tell you when I’m not making cents, I’m making dollars baby!! My first name is just as crazy as my last name. Until this past year, I thought that I was one of the few Calleys out there, but there’s like 5 of them at last resort state college alone and of course they all have different spellings: Calley, Callie, Kallie, Cali, etc. My friend from Prov, Crystal, said that when she first started to get to know me the only reason she remembered my name was because she used to have a horse named Calley. How crazy is that? A horse in the middle of Canada named Calley! We once got a Christmas card with a dog named Cali on it. That kind of bothered me because this family new me before they had the dog. So either they named the dog after me because they liked me or they just thought it was a good name for a dog. So ya my name gives “pet name” a whole new meaning. Jeepers Creepers! My spelling of Calley is also a last name. Too bad it’s not my last name. That would be cool if my name was Calley Calley. That would confuse a lot of people. Going back to the whole Hooey thing, I was purchasing some train tickets on the phone one day and the Amtrak service representative laughed her head off when I told her that I lived on Hooey Ave. She was like your street was named after you? She just went on and on about it. She was like you guys must be something special to have a street named after you. She was like if you lived where I live in L.A. you’d be shot. I’m sure she probably thought that we live in some big city or something. Needless to say, her laughter caused me to laugh. So here I was laughing histarically on the phone with a stranger that sounded like Lafaundah from Napoleon Dynamite. I wish life had more of those funny awkward moments like that. And ya I don’t know if there’s anything interesting to say about my odd middle name. I’m not sure if I should even look that one up. Maybe I’ll save that one for another day.
Just to fill your very curious minds, here’s a very detailed count down till Canada day!
Time until Tuesday, July 1, 2008
142 days
3430 hours
205853 minutes
12351207 seconds
For your amusment:
Read this story —> http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/23017881/from/ET/
Tip Of The Day:
Don’t write your blogs using websites that don’t let you indent your paragraphs because then people will think you don’t know any better.
