Odd spin cycle

I have lots bottled up inside of me that I want to blog about, but I don't know where to begin and what to write about. Mind blogging isn't helping at the moment because it's all going round and round inside my head just like a washing machine spin cycle. (Yes, that was a pun on my new blog title. Didcha geddit? LOL!) Bits of disjointed thoughts are floating around inside my head and I'm not sure if I want to put them down. Maybe I will, maybe I won't. Decisions, decisions! My to-do lists are as many and much longer than l b's tick tock lists.

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I had itchy hands over the weekend and wanted to prettify my blog by uploading a picture for my blog header. I got it uploaded, but it wouldn't centralize no matter how I cropped it, stretching beyond the sidebar. Gahhhh! Anyone know how to make Blogger obey my commands short of getting a genie in a bottle? If I can't even get the header to obey my instructions, no way I'd touch XHTML or CSS without a detailed instruction manual.

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If you read the news last week you might have noticed an article on the murder-suicide of a wrestler's family. That wrestler was Chris Benoit. He was definitely one of my favorite wrestlers because he was never over-the-top showy like others, instead preferring to get in the ring and do his job - getting a beating and doling out a bashing. I can't say for sure he did commit the murder of his wife and son or he didn't, but one thing's for sure, I'll miss the Rabid Wolverine / Canadian Crippler.

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Good people do exist in the world after all. Remember this blogpost about a horrid rude guy who stole my parking space? Well, on Sunday I was back in 1Utama again and searching for parking space when along came this splendid uncle and his family. He must have seen my forlorn face staring at him hopefully through the window, because he motioned with his hand that he was parked just ahead. And in a deja-vu experience from last week, a silver Kelisa came screeching up from behind, overtook my car and nudged in between me and the nice uncle, just waiting to steal my parking space again. But... guess what the uncle did? He stopped in his tracks, and waved at me to come over to where he was standing, effectively reserving his parking space for me! So nice of him, hor? I'll publish his license plate number too (no picture because I wasn't out of the car yet) - WAD 1, a creamy white Odyssey, I think. As for the nasty Kelisa driver, as I walked away from the parked car, I saw him do an illegal u-turn and "face-off" with a car in the correct direction for another parking space. Needless to say, because he was so aggressive, the other car backed down. A real samseng character!