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Monthly Archives: May 2007

Pick one or ten from the list of all the ways we convince ourselves that what we know/do/think is right….

Someone took the time to create this awesome graphic depiction of the “Irrational Scare Program,” or, as I would prefer to call it, the local evening news. Pick a station, any station, a network, any network, and in particular, a cable news channel (any, but one in particular), where all they seem able to do is blow EVERYTHING out of proportion, only as method to scare people into watching their show again (especially during the four sweeps months of the year).

So this is one of the coolest pages I’ve seen in a long time. Brief enough for the average person’s attention span. Not too many words, because reading is too BORING! Cool picture-type graphics. One page, done.

ENJOY! I did…

You really can find anything through Google…this picture is proof!!!
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hahahah!

So I checked out this link to see the big list of 100 words that every high school graduate should know.

As I looked over the list, I counted the ones I know for sure (without looking up)….based on scoring against 100…I’m average, I only know 76 of them without heading for the dictionary. And I’m pretty well read, with a fairly large vocabulary.

76%? Ugh, barely a C. And I have a degree in English!!!!

All the Iraq headlines make me sad. I hate the idea of war, I hate the idea of people having to leave their loved ones for long periods of time, I hate that so many young people are dying. But this story is tremendously sad for a different reason. A woman’s four-year-old son was beaten to death by her boyfriend, who was ‘caring for’ the boy while she was deployed to Iraq. She just left on May 12, and this guy, in a matter of 2 weeks, beat her small child to death.

And where was the child’s father, you ask? ALSO SERVING IN IRAQ. Apparently, they had three young children. You’d think the military could find a way for both of them not to be deployed overseas at the same time so that one of them could be with their children.

Oh, and these “boyfriend beats woman’s baby to death” stories are all too common anymore. Recently in the Cincinnati area, we had two of them happen in a period of about 24 hours. Both children under the age of two. WHAT IS WRONG WITH THESE MEN? Does it make them feel big and strong and manly to beat up on a little kid? Really? Or are they just that messed up in the head that they don’t think it’s completely wrong to beat on toddlers? Wonder if they’ve ever heard the saying “Pick on someone your own size?” No, they couldn’t possibly do that, because they’d likely get the sh*t beat out of them. Maybe someone could just run over them with a truck or something, so they could experience the pain, fear and suffering that those tiny children experienced before they died.

And as for the mothers – I have an idea, if you have children that young, perhaps you should worry more about taking care of them than DATING. Once you decided to bring children into this world, you basically decided to put their needs before your own. Particularly when those children are babies and toddlers and under the age of ten. Perhaps you could either hold off on your own needs and wants until they’re older or maybe, just maybe, you could look for a higher class of man (you know, like maybe a human being) to sleep with.

Okay, I’ll start this with one statement.
I’m not necessarily a fan of Rosie O, but I don’t hate her either.

I think she goes too far sometimes, but other times I think she’s right on target and saying what other liberal thinkers are too chicken to say. I also think Rosie is frequently her own worst enemy.

HOWEVER, IT DRIVES ME COMPLETELY BATS THAT THE FIRST PLACE ANYONE DISAGREEING WITH ROSIE GOES IS TO HER WEIGHT. No one who’s arguing against Rosie’s points can EVER seem to make a logical argument for their own point of view on a subject without first resorting to Ad Hominem attacks on her and, most specifically, her weight.

┬áI find that people using this approach make the best arguments proving themselves to be extremely limited in their intellectual and debating skills. (Translated: I think this particular method of attack makes them look really stupid). CAN’T ANYONE FORMULATE A REAL ARGUMENT? ┬á

At least Rosie is usually arguing a stance on a subject.

Geesh.

Okay, so I was online trying to find a downloadable version of Green Day’s performance the other night on *gasp* American Idol (ugh). I’m always looking for Green Day video because I always want to see Green Day play anything anytime anywhere,.

I WAS a bit appalled that they went on this manufactured music show – wait, I meant popularity contest – that results most of the time in too many Whitney/Mariah/Christina wannabees. HOWEVER, I realize they’re trying to get as much publicity as possible for this new Lennon cover album because it’s for CHARITY – to save Darfur. So they’re forgiven.

Anyway, when I googled Video Green Day American Idol, this mashup came up. I will preface what I’m about to say with the fact that Kelly Clarkson is the only AI whose music I can tolerate at all.

But this mashup actually makes me like her song better than I did before.

I went out for dinner this evening with a friend.

Met at the restaurant.

As we leave, we walk past some people who are standing around outside the door of the restaurant. They have a very small boy (roughly 4 years old) standing with them.

We’re in our respective cars in a very busy parking lot. We’re trying to leave.

As I turn around to back out, I see┬áthat same very small boy┬ástanding in the middle of the traffic lane in the very busy parking lot…while there are cars coming down the traffic lane, as well as at least three cars with their backup lights on, trying to leave.

Where is very small boy’s Mom? Where is very small boy’s Dad?

Standing outside the door of the restaurant, too busy socializing to bother to hold their child’s hand in a very busy parking lot.
I had to roll the window down and literally yell at them to get their kid.
NICE.

These are the same kind of people who would sue the crap out of someone if they bumped the kid with their car by accident…despite the fact it’s their responsibility to hold their very small boy’s hand in a very busy parking lot.
Jerks.

This is my new favorite blog!!!!

The pictures in this blog just continue to prove that most of the time, truth is both stranger AND FUNNIER than fiction!!

I love the laughs early in the morning!!!!!

Okay, those of you who’ve read any part of this blog probably realize how much I adore nature.

HOWEVER, today, part of nature bites. Well, it stings anyway.

I wandered out back to refill the bird feeder – barefoot – and then I realized that the chipmunk holes near the patio were getting out of hand, to the point where the skunks will be able to come back to nest under the patio because the holes would be big enough for them to get into. So I turned around and picked up my big bag o’ fill dirt to pour it in the chipmunk holes. As I moved between the holes with the big 40-pound bag of dirt, I stepped sideways without looking and felt a sharp pain in the side of my heel. Which got sharper. And more painful. So I looked down and there was a half inch bee stuck in the the side of my foot. I whacked it off of me then squished the bee (which was, by this point, dying anyway) with the bag of dirt – I couldn’t step on it, as I was barefoot. I can’t believe how much it stung!! Frickin’ frackin’ bees. I LOATHE stinging insects.

Frankly, it still hurts – and this happened hours ago.
Dammit.