Interesting Scrambled Words:

DORMITORY:
When you rearrange the letters:
DIRTY ROOM

PRESBYTERIAN:
When you rearrange the letters:
BEST IN PRAYER

ASTRONOMER:
When you rearrange the letters:
MOON STARER

DESPERATION:
When you rearrange the letters:
A ROPE ENDS IT

THE EYES:
When you rearrange the letters:
THEY SEE

GEORGE BUSH:
When you rearrange the letters:
HE BUGS GORE

THE MORSE CODE:
When you rearrange the letters:
HERE COME DOTS

SLOT MACHINES:
When you rearrange the letters:
CASH LOST IN ME

ANIMOSITY:
When you rearrange the letters:
IS NO AMITY

ELECTION RESULTS:
When you rearrange the letters:
LIES - LET'S RECOUNT

MOTHER-IN-LAW:
When you rearrange the letters:
WOMAN HITLER

SNOOZE ALARMS:
When you rearrange the letters:
ALAS! NO MORE Z 'S

A DECIMAL POINT:
When you rearrange the letters:
IM A DOT IN PLACE

THE EARTHQUAKES:
When you rearrange the letters:
THAT QUEER SHAKE

ELEVEN PLUS TWO:
When you rearrange the letters:
TWELVE PLUS ONE

AND FOR THE GRAND FINALE:

PRESIDENT CLINTON OF THE USA:
When you rearrange the letters
(With no letters left over and using each letter only once):
TO COPULATE HE FINDS INTERNS

Yep! Someone with waaaaaaaaaaay
too much time on their hands!

hey hey... been a while... d past few days or weeks i shuld say wer packed with so much stuff... first of all i was  "transfered" to another facility... stressed, pressured are  major understament of my current status... nd d idea of transferring me again is goin thru my boss's head... just imagine all the people i hav 2 get along wit again... the adjustments nd all that crap... damn... it's a longer drive 2... compare Glendale to Woodland Hills... ohhh.. that will kill me... lately all i do is go to work... then i find myself  drivin straight home... im just tired with all the work load they impose upon me...  i try to play bball wid the gang on sum occassions... i havent been out that much... although that might not be the case next week.... next week is my bday... im still brainstorming on shooting by vegas to try my luck... i think i'll b fun if most of the gang will accompany me... if not, im pretty sure i will do sumthn... sumthn to celebrate.. after all, i think i do deserve a lil partyn...   neeway.. i gotta hit the sack... i hav bundles nd bundles of paper works to accomplish tomorrow... nyt ya'll... 

me and my sister..

After buying some snacks and taking them back to my office, I found myself standing in front of the door, unable to open it since both hands were full.

... which got me thinking...

The basic theory of EVOLUTION is that our body needs to change to be able to fit harmoniously into its environment. For example, whales didn't need fur in the water because it slowed them down. So after a few million years they were left with a very small amount of hair covering them which made them much more suited to their habitat. Now, with that in mind, what if these tumors that we keep cutting out of ourselves are actually evolutionary modifications due to our bodies' need to adapt to its environment? What do you think would happen to us if we perhaps left them alone? Would they actually grow into something we realised we needed?

I would grow an extra arm so that I could open the door for myself whenever my other hands were full.

John Mayer would grow a weird fingernail that came out of the joint of his right thumb and voila! No need to remember to bring any guitar picks! You've got one built-in.

Evander Holyfield would grow an uneaten ear.

*edit*
Mike Tyson would grow a brain. Although that may be pushing it.