It is always so painful to watch a stellar career implode. As in Tiger's case, Joe Lieberman is now on the verge of taking a lifetime of achievement straight down the crapper! It is never pretty when a respected statesman refuses to acknowledge it is time to step down.
Whether you agreed with Joe's politics or not, there was always an elder statesman respect for Joe out there on the MANY campaign trails he's traveled. But in these last several years, it has been very hard for anyone to discern EXACTLY what Joe's politics are nowadays! Democrat, Independent, maybe I'll turn Republican? Joe - make up your mind, dear! The dividing lines are pretty clearly etched in today's political circles. And lately, though I personally find this hard to believe, you have amassed a BIGGER flip flop collection than my own daughter!
So, as someone who has followed your prodigious walk down the Congressional hallways, I urge you now to step aside and let the youngbloods take over; for your sake, for Connecticut's sake and for the country's sake as well! Quit while there's still an ounce of respect for you out there and before you become the laughing stock of the nation. Today's political atmosphere is charged enough already without you throwing sparks off that walker!
Because pretty soon, Joe, people are going to stop listening. The nation's ear and respect are given to those with innovative ideals and fresh minds. Over and over again, you have shown that your walker is leading you where you think it will do you the most good for another presidential run. REALITY CHECK, Joe, that's not going to happen! Save yourself and your donors the money!
You are setting yourself up for a FALL into retirement. Instead of the lecture circuit and Palm Springs, you're going to be looking at Alzheimer's medication and rest homes! Joe, you've worked too hard all your life to end up with egg on your face and a bib around your neck. Do us all a favor and bow out gracefully. While you still can.
Saturday, January 9, 2010
Thursday, January 7, 2010
RNC Chairman Michael Steele, I Salute You!
For being a REAL Republican and, unlike the rest of the Stepford clan you head, admitting that you ARE human, that your party has some affairs to get in order and you're not beyond hawking books! Bravo, for coming out of that huge walk-in you hang those Italian suits in and daring to butt heads with the old guard elephants!
Wellll! Maybe that huge sledgehammer called public sentiment has finally registered with the 'rogues'? Dare we, the public, and the Republican party itself, hope to see a future filled with creative dialogue and advancement instead of filabusters and stalemates? Or is it too soon to send flowers?
Of course, the old ones are trying to shut you up as quickly and quietly as possible. Old habits die hard, so they say. But if I WERE a Republican, you'd get my vote, sir. For finally offering the other side of the conservative coin a reasonable and resonant voice. Welcome back from Cairo, and good luck with that!
I for one, welcome a new form of dialogue with you 'Reddies'. So far, I have done everything in my Democratic power to ruffle your feathers and have heard nary a peep! Maybe now, if you could stop stoning Michael long enough, you can take the time to post some intelligent responses and we can take the gloves off AND GET DOWN TO BUSINESS.
As with everything else, I'm a big advocate of taking POLITICS out of the closet. Shine some light of day on it, and if it can't stand the scrutiny and turns to dust, maybe you can start a new Twilight series! Again, stating the obvious, it's 2010 peeps! When are we going to learn that bad parties like bad politics eventually die a horrible death?
So to all you loyal 'elephants' out there: Stop beating that dead horse before it rises up one last time and kicks you in the teeth!
Wellll! Maybe that huge sledgehammer called public sentiment has finally registered with the 'rogues'? Dare we, the public, and the Republican party itself, hope to see a future filled with creative dialogue and advancement instead of filabusters and stalemates? Or is it too soon to send flowers?
Of course, the old ones are trying to shut you up as quickly and quietly as possible. Old habits die hard, so they say. But if I WERE a Republican, you'd get my vote, sir. For finally offering the other side of the conservative coin a reasonable and resonant voice. Welcome back from Cairo, and good luck with that!
I for one, welcome a new form of dialogue with you 'Reddies'. So far, I have done everything in my Democratic power to ruffle your feathers and have heard nary a peep! Maybe now, if you could stop stoning Michael long enough, you can take the time to post some intelligent responses and we can take the gloves off AND GET DOWN TO BUSINESS.
As with everything else, I'm a big advocate of taking POLITICS out of the closet. Shine some light of day on it, and if it can't stand the scrutiny and turns to dust, maybe you can start a new Twilight series! Again, stating the obvious, it's 2010 peeps! When are we going to learn that bad parties like bad politics eventually die a horrible death?
So to all you loyal 'elephants' out there: Stop beating that dead horse before it rises up one last time and kicks you in the teeth!
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
A Shift in Power?
Well, hopefully NOT! As a series of political retirements is being announced on both sides of the Congressional aisle, now is not the time to second guess our last presidential election. Now is the time to loudly proclaim that WE MEANT WHAT WE SAID by that vote and it's results!
What an opportunity this will be! We have a big chance ahead of us, people, and it's about time we sent a clear message to the political panic mongers (insert name of relevant political party here) out there who would have us revert to the 'good ole ways'. We made a big stand in the last national vote. The next step is to now ensure that you vote in your local elections to send reps to Congress who will embrace and champion the change we so desperately need. It is NOT the time to go backwards by electing (insert name of relevant political party here)
deathpaneltwittering, healthcarehampering, pork bellied politicos with too many of their own agendas!
Again, I will beat a favorite phrase into the ground: STOP THE SELF LOATHING, AMERICA! Let's move this ship in the right direction before the Reps totally run it aground! Use your brain and let all those old 'Bushie" memories swathe you in inanity and snap you out of it before YOU all panic and ruin what is trying so desperately to be a good thing for ALL OF US, and not just the 'chosen' few.
To help you in reliving all those 'great' times, here's a few 'snaps' for ya:
!#?$ When did the unemployment rate START it's great plunge?
!#?$ When did everyone START losing their homes and end up on the streets?
!#?$ When did the banks START to fail and take your tax dollars with them? (Hi, Bernie!).
!#?$ How LONG did 'Bushie' keeping reading to those FL students?
!#?$ When did the oil industry STOP suffering from $5 a gallon prices?
!#?$ How long are YOU going to let greedy bastards who don't give a damn about your welfare lead you around by the nose?
And just in case you might think that the opposing party has ANY REDEEMING political values, let me ask you all one final question before I sign off: When did keeping a boy from his dad turn into FAMILY VALUES?
Think long and hard before you cast that next electoral ballot in your upcoming local slugfests. One domino tipped over starts the whole chain. And right now, at this moment in our history, we can either make a difference or all fall down.
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
A NATIONAL SHAME II: VETERAN ABUSE
Sorry, peeps, but I don't know what else you'd call it! When a soldier sacrifices themself, their family, friends and career to keep this country safe, and then the country turns a blind eye, what would you call it? YET AGAIN, a Sunday newszine program highlighted the horrifically poor treatment received by returning service people. That this poor treatment has continued over MULTIPLE DECADES is, sorry to say, a national disgrace!
It's a wonder anyone enlists anymore. It just goes to show how desperate some people are. Whether you bear true patriotism in your heart or not, one thing is perfectly clear: You ARE a true patriot when you are willing to sacrifice your life for little to nothing in return. Why else would reasonable people join and risk a lifetime of health issues the military will just deny you have?
With the government setting the WORST example when it comes to healthcare for the wounded and suffering, why should the rest of us scoff at the big insurers? Maybe it's time for the gov to get it's house in order, starting with the vets, before they start telling everybody else how to run their plans!
And the practice of drilling and grilling returning vets with medical issues needs to stop IMMEDIATELY! Stop hiding behind government red tape and intelligence tactics. THESE PEOPLE SERVED OUR COUNTRY AND DID US PROUD. Why are you making them document their histories in order to get help, while YOU black out memos and hide records?
With the advent of the new healthcare plan, I would like to submit my own 'special interest' project. HOW ABOUT WE TREAT OUR RETURNING SERVICE PERSONNEL AT THE SAME FACILITIES WHERE CONGRESS GETS IT'S MEDICAL CARE? Or better yet, how about if we send ALL ailing politicians to Walter Reed when they get sick? Betcha they'd fix this a.s.a.p., if that were the case!
So, once again, I call on you, Mr. President. I know you are busy now, but this issue JUST CAN"T WAIT ANY LONGER! Please help our proud vets remain proud. I know this is a cause close to your own heart, as you have made clear in the past. The time is now to begin positive initiatives in this area and bring our veterans out of the gutter and back on the pedestals where they belong!
It's a wonder anyone enlists anymore. It just goes to show how desperate some people are. Whether you bear true patriotism in your heart or not, one thing is perfectly clear: You ARE a true patriot when you are willing to sacrifice your life for little to nothing in return. Why else would reasonable people join and risk a lifetime of health issues the military will just deny you have?
With the government setting the WORST example when it comes to healthcare for the wounded and suffering, why should the rest of us scoff at the big insurers? Maybe it's time for the gov to get it's house in order, starting with the vets, before they start telling everybody else how to run their plans!
And the practice of drilling and grilling returning vets with medical issues needs to stop IMMEDIATELY! Stop hiding behind government red tape and intelligence tactics. THESE PEOPLE SERVED OUR COUNTRY AND DID US PROUD. Why are you making them document their histories in order to get help, while YOU black out memos and hide records?
With the advent of the new healthcare plan, I would like to submit my own 'special interest' project. HOW ABOUT WE TREAT OUR RETURNING SERVICE PERSONNEL AT THE SAME FACILITIES WHERE CONGRESS GETS IT'S MEDICAL CARE? Or better yet, how about if we send ALL ailing politicians to Walter Reed when they get sick? Betcha they'd fix this a.s.a.p., if that were the case!
So, once again, I call on you, Mr. President. I know you are busy now, but this issue JUST CAN"T WAIT ANY LONGER! Please help our proud vets remain proud. I know this is a cause close to your own heart, as you have made clear in the past. The time is now to begin positive initiatives in this area and bring our veterans out of the gutter and back on the pedestals where they belong!
Thursday, December 31, 2009
YEAR of the TIGER
The Big G has such a hilarious sense of humor and irony sometimes. Here we are, nigh on 2010, and according to the Chinese calendar, the Year of the Tiger! Ain't that the truth! No doubt, we have a kazillion Tiger headlines to anticipate this year. Much to Mr. Woods chagrin, I'm sure and Elin's embarrassment and dismay!
It never ceases to amaze me how a man who is virtually 'king of the world' will risk losing everything through the simple act of unbuttoning his fly! I guess there's a reason that the old adage of 'thinking with one's penis' is bandied about so often! Especially this year, time and again the headlines have reminded us that having fame, power, talent & wealth are no counterbalance to a 'lustful' heart. Just ask Jimmy about that one!
Too often, though, the media conveniently forget there are REAL people and families involved here. Once again, little lives being scarred and hearts being broken. I'm sure those two beautiful little kids will be so proud when they come to understand that, along with Dad's other 'sterling' accomplishments, he also had a mistress in every golf bag! I wonder if they give trophies to 'Golfer with the Most Puttz Sunk'?
But personally, none of these 'screamlines' ever really surprise ME. Having been an escort in downtown Chicago for ten and a half years, I saw these same yahoos walk through my door everyday. Though there is something to be said for nature and the effort to fight off instinctually inbred genetics, why some man would lay everything he's worked so hard his whole life for on the line JUST TO GET LAID is still a concept beyond my own grasp.
My empathy lies with the innocents who must stand by while the sh*t hits the fan, through probably no fault of their own. What could the itty bitties possibly have done to deserve a childhood memory such as this? Nothing, I'm sure, but love their Dad. And this is how he rewards them?!
So, here's to you, Tiger! May the Chinese stay true in their ancient wisdom and show you more kindess in the coming year than you showed your own family. I'm sure you're gonna need it!
It never ceases to amaze me how a man who is virtually 'king of the world' will risk losing everything through the simple act of unbuttoning his fly! I guess there's a reason that the old adage of 'thinking with one's penis' is bandied about so often! Especially this year, time and again the headlines have reminded us that having fame, power, talent & wealth are no counterbalance to a 'lustful' heart. Just ask Jimmy about that one!
Too often, though, the media conveniently forget there are REAL people and families involved here. Once again, little lives being scarred and hearts being broken. I'm sure those two beautiful little kids will be so proud when they come to understand that, along with Dad's other 'sterling' accomplishments, he also had a mistress in every golf bag! I wonder if they give trophies to 'Golfer with the Most Puttz Sunk'?
But personally, none of these 'screamlines' ever really surprise ME. Having been an escort in downtown Chicago for ten and a half years, I saw these same yahoos walk through my door everyday. Though there is something to be said for nature and the effort to fight off instinctually inbred genetics, why some man would lay everything he's worked so hard his whole life for on the line JUST TO GET LAID is still a concept beyond my own grasp.
My empathy lies with the innocents who must stand by while the sh*t hits the fan, through probably no fault of their own. What could the itty bitties possibly have done to deserve a childhood memory such as this? Nothing, I'm sure, but love their Dad. And this is how he rewards them?!
So, here's to you, Tiger! May the Chinese stay true in their ancient wisdom and show you more kindess in the coming year than you showed your own family. I'm sure you're gonna need it!
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
REALITY PARENTING
Is not REAL parenting, people! Watching someone else's family implode WITH YOUR HELP is not going to repair your OWN familial dysfunctions! If it IS making you feel better about your home life than I recommend you start saving for a BETTER therapist!
Evidently, Big Brother learned nothing from the Loudon's (look it up!). And given that Hollywood's taste for chewing up and shredding young wannabes has not waned since the 70's, parading your families inner most secrets on national TV has now become a NATIONAL PASTIME!
STOP CARING about Jon & Kate's hapless escapades of mismatched souls, being recorded for posterity for their unfortunate children. And while 8 young little lives are forever scarred by parents who are too vain and greedy to BE real parents, the rest of you dysfuns thrill in the ride. It's not an amusement park, peeps, it's 8 little futures.
But I think that point was made with an exclamation by 'ROC(ksinmyhead)TOMOM'! When did this country start producing young women who think the Hollywood road is paved by bottles and babies? When some lamebrain in Hwood decided he could cash in on our growing downward social spiral, that's when. Thank the Big G that the media decided it wasn't gonna be the one to TAKE the screwing and backed off that bad, bloated belly!
And I'm really tired of right wingers, who while pretending to espouse family values, i.e., Sarie from Alaskie, are REALLY doing things like fighting in court to keep a father from his son. Hey, Sarah, maybe if you'd taken a little more time with your OWN family you wouldn't be in this mess now, ya think?
So back off the remotes, peeps and spend some time with the kids watching Discovery or the History Channel. The whole family might just learn something.
P.S. To the reader who called me, in so many words, a blowhard: I'll go up against Sarie with my 357 anyday, bud! My family has 2800 acres in the UP. Any takers, eh?
Evidently, Big Brother learned nothing from the Loudon's (look it up!). And given that Hollywood's taste for chewing up and shredding young wannabes has not waned since the 70's, parading your families inner most secrets on national TV has now become a NATIONAL PASTIME!
STOP CARING about Jon & Kate's hapless escapades of mismatched souls, being recorded for posterity for their unfortunate children. And while 8 young little lives are forever scarred by parents who are too vain and greedy to BE real parents, the rest of you dysfuns thrill in the ride. It's not an amusement park, peeps, it's 8 little futures.
But I think that point was made with an exclamation by 'ROC(ksinmyhead)TOMOM'! When did this country start producing young women who think the Hollywood road is paved by bottles and babies? When some lamebrain in Hwood decided he could cash in on our growing downward social spiral, that's when. Thank the Big G that the media decided it wasn't gonna be the one to TAKE the screwing and backed off that bad, bloated belly!
And I'm really tired of right wingers, who while pretending to espouse family values, i.e., Sarie from Alaskie, are REALLY doing things like fighting in court to keep a father from his son. Hey, Sarah, maybe if you'd taken a little more time with your OWN family you wouldn't be in this mess now, ya think?
So back off the remotes, peeps and spend some time with the kids watching Discovery or the History Channel. The whole family might just learn something.
P.S. To the reader who called me, in so many words, a blowhard: I'll go up against Sarie with my 357 anyday, bud! My family has 2800 acres in the UP. Any takers, eh?
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Saving the Private Polanski
In keeping with this week's theme, I would like to now offer my opinion on the other side of the coin of child abuse: allegations made for personal gain or profit.
Yes, I'm talking about the mess that fellow Polack Roman Polanski has been in for the last 30 odd years. Why won't this thing die a natural death? I'll tell you why: it STILL generates headlines and consequently, dollars, for the rag mags.
Not that I'm condoning what the man had done, not by any means. But put yourself in his shoes at that time, with visions of Sharon's pregnant body hanging from the rafters and Charlie haunting his nightmares and who knows? You could have been with that 13 year old too, perhaps?
And speaking of that 13 year old: WHERE WERE HER PARENTS? How does one that young get into a situation like that? My guess is lack of parental supervision.
But it is time for ALL the rest of us to stop speculation of past trespasses. The girl has agreed that yes, he did her wrong, but no, I'm not amenable to pressing this matter any further. So, why doesn't the judicial system and the public leave poor old Roman to his private hell and move on? I think he's suffered enough already, don't you?
Yes, I'm talking about the mess that fellow Polack Roman Polanski has been in for the last 30 odd years. Why won't this thing die a natural death? I'll tell you why: it STILL generates headlines and consequently, dollars, for the rag mags.
Not that I'm condoning what the man had done, not by any means. But put yourself in his shoes at that time, with visions of Sharon's pregnant body hanging from the rafters and Charlie haunting his nightmares and who knows? You could have been with that 13 year old too, perhaps?
And speaking of that 13 year old: WHERE WERE HER PARENTS? How does one that young get into a situation like that? My guess is lack of parental supervision.
But it is time for ALL the rest of us to stop speculation of past trespasses. The girl has agreed that yes, he did her wrong, but no, I'm not amenable to pressing this matter any further. So, why doesn't the judicial system and the public leave poor old Roman to his private hell and move on? I think he's suffered enough already, don't you?
Monday, December 28, 2009
Looking Forward to 2010!
After yesterday's blog, I decided to review my 'bucket' list for 2009, to see what I had accomplished during this past year and begin my New Year's Resolutions list for 2010. Following is a compilation of some of my achievements in 2009:
1. Remain unemployed because the economy still sucks and I'm old.CHECK
2. Stress myself out everyday wondering if I'll have a roof over my head tomorrow.CHECK
3. Decide between ramen or buttered toast for dinner. CHECK
4. Pay the power bill + keep my fingers crossed they don't shut off the Dish til NEXT month.CHECK.
5. Buy dog and cat food while I eat out of cans.CHECK
6. Feel sorry for myself and ponder ending it all.CHECK
7. Put myself in Big G's hands because they'll never pass a health care bill that helps ME.CHECK
8. Become the 'perfect woman' because my teeth are BAD and I don't have dental. CHECK (Rednecks will get this).
9. Wonder if I'll EVER have grandchildren. CHECK (Hi! kids).
10.Take another beating because I'm a DIE HARD Cubs, Bears & USC fan. CHECK, CHECK & CHECK!
So, now that I'm feeling so 'accomplished', I will also share with you my 'bucket' list for 2010. I've decided I'm not gettin' any younger and 2010 is such a nice, round number, sooo far away from 1954 that it's frightening, so like I said before: damn the torpedoes! FULL STEAM AHEAD IN 2010!
1. Rock my blog to the top of the media 'heap' . If you check today's Google listing, you'll find that TheDailyP has been hijacked by none other than RHIANNA! Unfortunately, if you click the link it takes you nowhere! Speculation has it that it's a Big G insider job! I wonder if I need to email Gloria again?
2. Nail my audition at AGT! I've got 40 years of suppressed, seething, yearning talent ready to come jumping out of this ole body and I'VE GOT NO PLANS TO BLOW IT!
3. Remain stern in my resolve that no matter what, me & the fam ALWAYS indulge in the best holiday meals we can afford. Screw it!
4. Pamper my pets and my kids' pets 'cuz it's the closest I'll be to grambabies for awhile and they all give such great comfort and unconditional love in these trying times.
5. Never take NO for an answer.
6. Convince my data plan carrier I need a ZILLION MB's even tho I really can't afford them.
7. Keep communally drop kicking those that need a 'good swift one'.
8. Live it up in my new Malibu pad surrounded by my kids, 'adopted' kids & pets, sipping Margie's w/Matt.
9. Do everything in my power to record and publish "Innocence Pays' and donate all profits to NCMEC in Adam's and Christopher's names.
10. NEVER, EVER, EVER AGAIN let the negativity I was raised with creep into my life, R.I.P. mom & dad.
That's a short blurb of what I'm looking forward to in 2010. Now, do your homework AND start that list! 2010's right around the bend!
1. Remain unemployed because the economy still sucks and I'm old.CHECK
2. Stress myself out everyday wondering if I'll have a roof over my head tomorrow.CHECK
3. Decide between ramen or buttered toast for dinner. CHECK
4. Pay the power bill + keep my fingers crossed they don't shut off the Dish til NEXT month.CHECK.
5. Buy dog and cat food while I eat out of cans.CHECK
6. Feel sorry for myself and ponder ending it all.CHECK
7. Put myself in Big G's hands because they'll never pass a health care bill that helps ME.CHECK
8. Become the 'perfect woman' because my teeth are BAD and I don't have dental. CHECK (Rednecks will get this).
9. Wonder if I'll EVER have grandchildren. CHECK (Hi! kids).
10.Take another beating because I'm a DIE HARD Cubs, Bears & USC fan. CHECK, CHECK & CHECK!
So, now that I'm feeling so 'accomplished', I will also share with you my 'bucket' list for 2010. I've decided I'm not gettin' any younger and 2010 is such a nice, round number, sooo far away from 1954 that it's frightening, so like I said before: damn the torpedoes! FULL STEAM AHEAD IN 2010!
1. Rock my blog to the top of the media 'heap' . If you check today's Google listing, you'll find that TheDailyP has been hijacked by none other than RHIANNA! Unfortunately, if you click the link it takes you nowhere! Speculation has it that it's a Big G insider job! I wonder if I need to email Gloria again?
2. Nail my audition at AGT! I've got 40 years of suppressed, seething, yearning talent ready to come jumping out of this ole body and I'VE GOT NO PLANS TO BLOW IT!
3. Remain stern in my resolve that no matter what, me & the fam ALWAYS indulge in the best holiday meals we can afford. Screw it!
4. Pamper my pets and my kids' pets 'cuz it's the closest I'll be to grambabies for awhile and they all give such great comfort and unconditional love in these trying times.
5. Never take NO for an answer.
6. Convince my data plan carrier I need a ZILLION MB's even tho I really can't afford them.
7. Keep communally drop kicking those that need a 'good swift one'.
8. Live it up in my new Malibu pad surrounded by my kids, 'adopted' kids & pets, sipping Margie's w/Matt.
9. Do everything in my power to record and publish "Innocence Pays' and donate all profits to NCMEC in Adam's and Christopher's names.
10. NEVER, EVER, EVER AGAIN let the negativity I was raised with creep into my life, R.I.P. mom & dad.
That's a short blurb of what I'm looking forward to in 2010. Now, do your homework AND start that list! 2010's right around the bend!
Sunday, December 27, 2009
A NATIONAL SHAME: CHILD ABDUCTION and ABUSE
OH, NO! It happened again! OH, NO! It happened again! Like a bad Pink Floyd song, the national headlines just keep repeating themselves: CHILD ABDUCTED, CHILD SEXUALLY ASSAULTED, CHILD KILLED BY ABUSE. Have we become so inured that these declarations no longer bother us? Sometimes, I really wonder about our national conscience!
When you read about car thieves getting life sentences, and then you ponder WHAT LITTLE IS BEING DONE on a daily basis to deter children from being victimized, it highlights just how sk*ewed up our country is. When we value steel over flesh and blood, it is time for us to take a collective 'let's do SOMETHING about this' attitude and try to SAVE OUR KIDS!
As horrible as it is to ponder, I'm sure you don't have to dig too deep to find a child victimization story that has affected your life. I personally had something hit home when my own children were younger. Living in the relative rural safety of Iroquois county in Illinois, you can imagine the fears generated by the local headlines screaming that a young boy from Aroma Park, (which was 8 miles from our hometown!) had been abducted from the banks of the Kankakee river while fishing, sexually assaulted, brutally slain and then dumped in a local preserve like so much garbage. Chills ran through me! So long, sense of security! So long, peace of mind! As a parent you learn through these tragedies to be ever vigilant, to NEVER let your guard down!
And to be thankful that you have never had to walk in THOSE SHOES! I can't fathom how parents continue to function after losing a child so horrifically! They are in my thoughts and prayers every day when I pray for the safety of my own children. And yet, the stories just keep coming!
But this ONE time, the Big G decided to smile on our pathetic state and give us a Christmas miracle! An abducted child was returned home for the holidays. Unfortunately, that is too often a fluke and not the norm. And the body count continues to rise as our nation turns a blind eye!
So today, I am asking all friends of this blog, moms and dads, OR anyone who thinks that our children should be a NATIONAL PRIORITY, to take time in this New Year, after the celebrations and good cheer, to make doing SOMETHING, ANYTHING, about this national tragedy ONE OF YOUR NEW YEAR'S RESOLUTIONS.
Whether you become a block parent, volunteer for crossing guard duty, post pedophiles' profiles to inform your community, etc., please make it YOUR priority in the New Year to SAVE OUR KIDS!
Thank you and may the Big G keep all our kids safe!
P.S. In relation to my quest to win AGT this season, please see the comment box below this blog. There you will see posted the lyrics to a song I was compelled to write one day after I had driven past the Aroma Park city limit sign. After Christopher's tragic taking, I could never again drive past that sign without thinking of and saying a prayer for him.
When you read about car thieves getting life sentences, and then you ponder WHAT LITTLE IS BEING DONE on a daily basis to deter children from being victimized, it highlights just how sk*ewed up our country is. When we value steel over flesh and blood, it is time for us to take a collective 'let's do SOMETHING about this' attitude and try to SAVE OUR KIDS!
As horrible as it is to ponder, I'm sure you don't have to dig too deep to find a child victimization story that has affected your life. I personally had something hit home when my own children were younger. Living in the relative rural safety of Iroquois county in Illinois, you can imagine the fears generated by the local headlines screaming that a young boy from Aroma Park, (which was 8 miles from our hometown!) had been abducted from the banks of the Kankakee river while fishing, sexually assaulted, brutally slain and then dumped in a local preserve like so much garbage. Chills ran through me! So long, sense of security! So long, peace of mind! As a parent you learn through these tragedies to be ever vigilant, to NEVER let your guard down!
And to be thankful that you have never had to walk in THOSE SHOES! I can't fathom how parents continue to function after losing a child so horrifically! They are in my thoughts and prayers every day when I pray for the safety of my own children. And yet, the stories just keep coming!
But this ONE time, the Big G decided to smile on our pathetic state and give us a Christmas miracle! An abducted child was returned home for the holidays. Unfortunately, that is too often a fluke and not the norm. And the body count continues to rise as our nation turns a blind eye!
So today, I am asking all friends of this blog, moms and dads, OR anyone who thinks that our children should be a NATIONAL PRIORITY, to take time in this New Year, after the celebrations and good cheer, to make doing SOMETHING, ANYTHING, about this national tragedy ONE OF YOUR NEW YEAR'S RESOLUTIONS.
Whether you become a block parent, volunteer for crossing guard duty, post pedophiles' profiles to inform your community, etc., please make it YOUR priority in the New Year to SAVE OUR KIDS!
Thank you and may the Big G keep all our kids safe!
P.S. In relation to my quest to win AGT this season, please see the comment box below this blog. There you will see posted the lyrics to a song I was compelled to write one day after I had driven past the Aroma Park city limit sign. After Christopher's tragic taking, I could never again drive past that sign without thinking of and saying a prayer for him.
Friday, December 25, 2009
Christmas Dreaming in California
MERRY CHRISTMAS OR (insert proper holiday title here) whatever festivities you and your loved ones celebrate this winter season!
Here's hoping your holidays were as wonderful as mine! I got to see my son again after a long spell and the reunion was great. Even though he's going through some hard times now, he has managed to put things in perspective, set new goals for himself and move forward with his life. TYG!
My beautiful daughter and handsome son-in-law have just finished celebrating two years of wedded bliss. Their eyes still sparkle and you can hear the tenderness in their voices. It truly is an enchanting story to be a part of. TYG!
And I myself have come to a HUGE crossroads in my life. I have FINALLY decided to throw off ALL the shackles of my past and be the woman I have always thought God put me on this earth to be. I am grabbing the limited talents he has provided and RUNNING to the finish line. Running because I have little time left to waste, I have wasted SO much already! I am ready to put it all ON THE LINE, make a fool of myself and damn the torpedoes!
So everyday, I am rehearsing, writing down song lyrics, practicing my own catalogue and wondering what I should do for wardrobe, hair, etc., that will give me all the advantages I will need TO WIN AMERICA'S GOT TALENT!
No, that's no holiday haha! I've convinced myself and now I spend my time convincing EVERYONE I TALK TO that this AGT season, DIS IS YO MAMA will reign supreme!
How do I know this? For almost forty years now, I have been writing my own songs. In high school, I won a school wide literary competition with a poem it took me 15 minutes to write in class, my very first effort at such a thing. And then it started. Things would just come to me. I would have to stop whatever I was doing and write down lyrics to songs concerning events of my life. And then when it comes to performing said same songs, it gives me chills. Chills that have been incited by very few other events. I have known for a long time that this was what I was born to do.
But as John Lennon liked to say, life had other plans for me. Two great kids with a bumpy road to travel as a single mom. Men who were more interested in having a nursemaid than in having ME. Ups and downs I have no doubt I will at sometime mention in this blog, just not right now.
And through all of life's travails, I have only made things harder on myself by having little self belief. I'm manic-depressive, strike one. I had a pessimistic atmosphere in my upbringing, strike two. I was never lucky enough to find that 'special someone' who cared if I succeeded, strike three. There have been many times I would have liked to count myself out. It was only the thought of my children that kept me here.
But now, at long last, ALL THE PIECES HAVE COME TOGETHER! I'm a big believer in karma and there being a season and time for everything in one's life. In my heart I know that time IS NOW for me and I'm VERY excited by the prospect! Many times I have thought that I have become far too old to realize any of those 'kiddie' dreams. And then AGT came along, and SuBo and Kevin Skinner and something inside said GO FOR IT, GIRL! You still can realize that lifelong dream and make it everything you thought it would be.
So, I've decided to keep you up to date on all the goings on here in Hollywood until January 23rd, the big day of my audition! I already KNOW I'll get a gold ticket. Then it will be off to Las Vegas where I can spend more time with my son during the show's progress which will be sweet!
So, as you can see, I'm in a MUCH BETTER mood than I was at Thanksgiving (see: Things I'm Not Grateful For). And I'm asking for your help and advice to MAKE THIS THING HAPPEN! Leave your thoughts in the comment box below this blog, I would REALLY appreciate it!
And just call me CheBa!
HO!HO!HO!
Here's hoping your holidays were as wonderful as mine! I got to see my son again after a long spell and the reunion was great. Even though he's going through some hard times now, he has managed to put things in perspective, set new goals for himself and move forward with his life. TYG!
My beautiful daughter and handsome son-in-law have just finished celebrating two years of wedded bliss. Their eyes still sparkle and you can hear the tenderness in their voices. It truly is an enchanting story to be a part of. TYG!
And I myself have come to a HUGE crossroads in my life. I have FINALLY decided to throw off ALL the shackles of my past and be the woman I have always thought God put me on this earth to be. I am grabbing the limited talents he has provided and RUNNING to the finish line. Running because I have little time left to waste, I have wasted SO much already! I am ready to put it all ON THE LINE, make a fool of myself and damn the torpedoes!
So everyday, I am rehearsing, writing down song lyrics, practicing my own catalogue and wondering what I should do for wardrobe, hair, etc., that will give me all the advantages I will need TO WIN AMERICA'S GOT TALENT!
No, that's no holiday haha! I've convinced myself and now I spend my time convincing EVERYONE I TALK TO that this AGT season, DIS IS YO MAMA will reign supreme!
How do I know this? For almost forty years now, I have been writing my own songs. In high school, I won a school wide literary competition with a poem it took me 15 minutes to write in class, my very first effort at such a thing. And then it started. Things would just come to me. I would have to stop whatever I was doing and write down lyrics to songs concerning events of my life. And then when it comes to performing said same songs, it gives me chills. Chills that have been incited by very few other events. I have known for a long time that this was what I was born to do.
But as John Lennon liked to say, life had other plans for me. Two great kids with a bumpy road to travel as a single mom. Men who were more interested in having a nursemaid than in having ME. Ups and downs I have no doubt I will at sometime mention in this blog, just not right now.
And through all of life's travails, I have only made things harder on myself by having little self belief. I'm manic-depressive, strike one. I had a pessimistic atmosphere in my upbringing, strike two. I was never lucky enough to find that 'special someone' who cared if I succeeded, strike three. There have been many times I would have liked to count myself out. It was only the thought of my children that kept me here.
But now, at long last, ALL THE PIECES HAVE COME TOGETHER! I'm a big believer in karma and there being a season and time for everything in one's life. In my heart I know that time IS NOW for me and I'm VERY excited by the prospect! Many times I have thought that I have become far too old to realize any of those 'kiddie' dreams. And then AGT came along, and SuBo and Kevin Skinner and something inside said GO FOR IT, GIRL! You still can realize that lifelong dream and make it everything you thought it would be.
So, I've decided to keep you up to date on all the goings on here in Hollywood until January 23rd, the big day of my audition! I already KNOW I'll get a gold ticket. Then it will be off to Las Vegas where I can spend more time with my son during the show's progress which will be sweet!
So, as you can see, I'm in a MUCH BETTER mood than I was at Thanksgiving (see: Things I'm Not Grateful For). And I'm asking for your help and advice to MAKE THIS THING HAPPEN! Leave your thoughts in the comment box below this blog, I would REALLY appreciate it!
And just call me CheBa!
HO!HO!HO!
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
TAKING BACK THE RUNWAYS
At least we are making progress somewhere! I was pleasantly surprised to hear about the new airline regulations and the fact that the American (remember, it's just DOMESTIC flights) flyer is no longer susceptible to being held hostage on an airplane!
Having had a somewhat horrible experience myself some years ago on a flight home from Shanghai, I can personally attest to having had that 'hostage' feeling. I had spent 18 hours winging my way home that trip, cranky, tired (I CAN'T sleep in flight) suffering from a worsening bladder infection and a bad case of the nicotine fits. When our bird finally arrived at the Detroit airport at 8:00 a.m. for our final stop before it was home to Chitown, I was relieved to be 'almost' home.
HA! Little did I know that said same Detroit airport had just become a photo-op for then rivaling candidates Al Gore and George Bush. They had arrived in town simultaneously for another political 'fun'draiser and were the perpetrators of the takeover. To what, I soon learned, would be MY great dismay and potential arrest.
We had all disembarked and were somewhat patiently standing in the customs lines, waiting to be herded through, grab our bags and our connect to Chicago. It was then we hit the wall. Stuck. Between that long corridor from the plane to the lines in front of the customs counters. After a while the buzz started through the crowd that the line WASN'T moving BECAUSE THERE WERE NO AGENTS IN ATTENDANCE. Gee, we all said, that's kind of strange, because after all, it's now getting to be 9:00 a.m. and there's STILL no one in sight!
And then an elevator door opened and there were 3 of them, customs agents, that is. Hurray, we all thought, the show's gonna start and maybe we still have time to catch those connects! And then THEY STARTED WALKING IN THE OPPOSITE DIRECTION, away from the counters, us and their DUTIES. I was livid!
I ran to catch up with them and ask what the delay was. They explained to me that THE CUSTOMS COUNTER DID NOT OPEN UNTIL 10:00 a.m.. It took everything I had not to laugh in the female agent's face. I didn't know who she was trying to fool, but I had NEVER heard such a thing! Oh wait, I think I have, Pinnochio! Every time there is a flight delay, or they have overbooked your flight, or they've lost your bag, or ANY little thing goes wrong at the airlines, YOU WOULD NOT BELIEVE THE STORIES I'VE BEEN FED. Stories that even a 3 year old sleepy at bedtime wouldn't believe! But I'm sure I don't have to TELL YOU. Not if you're an American who has flown more than once.
So, my irritable brain syndrome took over and I started to verbally spar with the trio, who very apparently could care less as they threatened me with jail and then walked away clutching their steaming javas.
Well, now the excruciating pain from my bad back was joined by a throbbing head. Here we all were, being held hostage in an airport CORRIDOR - no bathrooms, no vendors, no seats. And nothing we could do about it but stand there and take it.
Well, I wasn't going to, G damn it! So I finally found a friendly airport worker who allowed me to at least sneak out for a smoke during what turned out to be a two and a half hour wait on the customs people.
You can just imagine for yourself what my lividity turned into when I hit that stinky outside terminal air to pollute my lungs even more with a cig, AND FINALLY FOUND OUT WHAT WAS CAUSING THE LONG WAIT. The airport was on lockdown because of Gore and Bush AND THE CUSTOMS AGENTS were busy joining in on that photo-op! How politically correct! NOT!
So, of course, I couldn't wait to race back and tell the rest of the orchestral entourage THE REAL REASON we were being treated like refugees bound for Auschwitz instead of weary travelers heading home.
But I could regale you with similar stories of the 'sterling' reputations of airlines I have flown for hours. I would just like to say here that it is about time that flyers took back their civil rights and stopped agreeing to being treated like cattle or worse. This week's regulations were a GIANT step in the right flight path.
Now maybe we could get even luckier and have ALL flight training provided by Cap'n Ches. He could teach his fellow employees a thing or two, I'm sure!
Having had a somewhat horrible experience myself some years ago on a flight home from Shanghai, I can personally attest to having had that 'hostage' feeling. I had spent 18 hours winging my way home that trip, cranky, tired (I CAN'T sleep in flight) suffering from a worsening bladder infection and a bad case of the nicotine fits. When our bird finally arrived at the Detroit airport at 8:00 a.m. for our final stop before it was home to Chitown, I was relieved to be 'almost' home.
HA! Little did I know that said same Detroit airport had just become a photo-op for then rivaling candidates Al Gore and George Bush. They had arrived in town simultaneously for another political 'fun'draiser and were the perpetrators of the takeover. To what, I soon learned, would be MY great dismay and potential arrest.
We had all disembarked and were somewhat patiently standing in the customs lines, waiting to be herded through, grab our bags and our connect to Chicago. It was then we hit the wall. Stuck. Between that long corridor from the plane to the lines in front of the customs counters. After a while the buzz started through the crowd that the line WASN'T moving BECAUSE THERE WERE NO AGENTS IN ATTENDANCE. Gee, we all said, that's kind of strange, because after all, it's now getting to be 9:00 a.m. and there's STILL no one in sight!
And then an elevator door opened and there were 3 of them, customs agents, that is. Hurray, we all thought, the show's gonna start and maybe we still have time to catch those connects! And then THEY STARTED WALKING IN THE OPPOSITE DIRECTION, away from the counters, us and their DUTIES. I was livid!
I ran to catch up with them and ask what the delay was. They explained to me that THE CUSTOMS COUNTER DID NOT OPEN UNTIL 10:00 a.m.. It took everything I had not to laugh in the female agent's face. I didn't know who she was trying to fool, but I had NEVER heard such a thing! Oh wait, I think I have, Pinnochio! Every time there is a flight delay, or they have overbooked your flight, or they've lost your bag, or ANY little thing goes wrong at the airlines, YOU WOULD NOT BELIEVE THE STORIES I'VE BEEN FED. Stories that even a 3 year old sleepy at bedtime wouldn't believe! But I'm sure I don't have to TELL YOU. Not if you're an American who has flown more than once.
So, my irritable brain syndrome took over and I started to verbally spar with the trio, who very apparently could care less as they threatened me with jail and then walked away clutching their steaming javas.
Well, now the excruciating pain from my bad back was joined by a throbbing head. Here we all were, being held hostage in an airport CORRIDOR - no bathrooms, no vendors, no seats. And nothing we could do about it but stand there and take it.
Well, I wasn't going to, G damn it! So I finally found a friendly airport worker who allowed me to at least sneak out for a smoke during what turned out to be a two and a half hour wait on the customs people.
You can just imagine for yourself what my lividity turned into when I hit that stinky outside terminal air to pollute my lungs even more with a cig, AND FINALLY FOUND OUT WHAT WAS CAUSING THE LONG WAIT. The airport was on lockdown because of Gore and Bush AND THE CUSTOMS AGENTS were busy joining in on that photo-op! How politically correct! NOT!
So, of course, I couldn't wait to race back and tell the rest of the orchestral entourage THE REAL REASON we were being treated like refugees bound for Auschwitz instead of weary travelers heading home.
But I could regale you with similar stories of the 'sterling' reputations of airlines I have flown for hours. I would just like to say here that it is about time that flyers took back their civil rights and stopped agreeing to being treated like cattle or worse. This week's regulations were a GIANT step in the right flight path.
Now maybe we could get even luckier and have ALL flight training provided by Cap'n Ches. He could teach his fellow employees a thing or two, I'm sure!
Monday, December 21, 2009
LET'S REFORM 'REFORM'!
Sorry this is out a little late, but I wanted to watch the Evening News with Katie to make sure I was up-to-date on the latest goings on in the Senate regarding the Health Care vote.
Sooo, it still looks like they MIGHT JUST PASS THIS PUPPY! And that's what it's become, a mere whelp for now because of the Republican CRY BABIES (insert word for female dog here) who should form a group or something so they can console one another!
And it is NOT without certain DEMOCRATS out on the floor who took advantage of the stalemates to make sure they padded their own pastures. However, as was stated by a pundit on same said Evening News, most of the Democratic initiatives included with the re-re-re-revamped Health Care Bill ARE for worthy constituent causes and NOT BRIDGES TO NOWHERE! Here, I'll give a shout out and ATTA GIRL to Sarah for winning that award thingy for the whole 'death panel' Twitter that helped fuel the stagNATION!
So to get to my point tonight: IT IS TIME TO REFORM 'REFORM'. Why does a nation of intelligent, advanced, wealthy people take so long and fight so bitterly to advance legislation for the COMMON GOOD? I'LL TELL YOU WHY: Because there's a BUNCH OF GREEDY BASTARDS OUT THERE UNWILLING TO SHARE THE PIE! There, I said it!
It's time for us to STOP the legislative tactics of the past and expose new bills and laws being passed to the light of day. NO MORE: smoke and mirrors, back room deals, pork barrel projects, SPECIAL INTERESTS, etc., etc.. It is in EVERYONE'S interest that REVAMPING the way Congress works should BE A PRIORITY for this President. I'm sure the quagmire of this ordeal has taught him that!
Listen people, in a few days we turn the calendar to 2010. With all the advances we have made in this country, NO ONE PRESIDENT has had the courage or support to tackle this enormous task. Yet I think the time and opportunity have arrived.
So I ask you, Mr. President, as a loyal member of O.F.A. since VERY early on [(when my friends who were NOT from Illinois were laughing at me and laying odds)(wish I'd placed THAT bet with the L.V. SportsBook!)] it's looks like very soon you will achieve what people swore couldn't be done! Now, take the next step for this nation and REFORM Congress and the way it does business!
Sooo, it still looks like they MIGHT JUST PASS THIS PUPPY! And that's what it's become, a mere whelp for now because of the Republican CRY BABIES (insert word for female dog here) who should form a group or something so they can console one another!
And it is NOT without certain DEMOCRATS out on the floor who took advantage of the stalemates to make sure they padded their own pastures. However, as was stated by a pundit on same said Evening News, most of the Democratic initiatives included with the re-re-re-revamped Health Care Bill ARE for worthy constituent causes and NOT BRIDGES TO NOWHERE! Here, I'll give a shout out and ATTA GIRL to Sarah for winning that award thingy for the whole 'death panel' Twitter that helped fuel the stagNATION!
So to get to my point tonight: IT IS TIME TO REFORM 'REFORM'. Why does a nation of intelligent, advanced, wealthy people take so long and fight so bitterly to advance legislation for the COMMON GOOD? I'LL TELL YOU WHY: Because there's a BUNCH OF GREEDY BASTARDS OUT THERE UNWILLING TO SHARE THE PIE! There, I said it!
It's time for us to STOP the legislative tactics of the past and expose new bills and laws being passed to the light of day. NO MORE: smoke and mirrors, back room deals, pork barrel projects, SPECIAL INTERESTS, etc., etc.. It is in EVERYONE'S interest that REVAMPING the way Congress works should BE A PRIORITY for this President. I'm sure the quagmire of this ordeal has taught him that!
Listen people, in a few days we turn the calendar to 2010. With all the advances we have made in this country, NO ONE PRESIDENT has had the courage or support to tackle this enormous task. Yet I think the time and opportunity have arrived.
So I ask you, Mr. President, as a loyal member of O.F.A. since VERY early on [(when my friends who were NOT from Illinois were laughing at me and laying odds)(wish I'd placed THAT bet with the L.V. SportsBook!)] it's looks like very soon you will achieve what people swore couldn't be done! Now, take the next step for this nation and REFORM Congress and the way it does business!
Sunday, December 20, 2009
BYE, BYE BRITTANY
I hate to say this, but as much as I enjoyed Brittany on the screen, her body of work and her comedic timing and wit, my first thought when I heard the news flash only minutes ago was: oh, no! NOT AGAIN!
What a waste! Another young Hollywood actress with everything to live for is with us no more. But we didn't even know her personally, and we feel the sense of uneccessary loss. You can only imagine how her family is feeling at this moment.
I have read and heard that it is an innner lack of self-esteem and security that drives people to the spotlight. They try to compensate for things lacking in childhood by seeking attention as adults. The fact that a great majority of these people are also HUGELY TALENTED leaves one to ponder the connections between nature and nurture.
That they get swallowed whole by the Hollywood machine is a known fact. If you're producing box office biggies and bringing those billions in, you're 'queen of the world'! The minute People stops putting your mug on it's cover, the phone stops ring-toning.
That we all get caught up in the spectacle of Hollywood's machine is the media's doing. Instead of forefronting people whose lives enrich us all, they glorify those who are clueless! We see it everyday on TV, radio, newspapers, magazines and now, the internet. How pathetic we've become!
Instead of spending our sheckles on things that count, like schools and education, we put our money down for RUMOR RAGS like The National Enquirer and such. SNAP OUT OF IT, PEOPLE! WHEN YOU STOP READING THIS GARBAGE, THEY'LL STOP PRINTING IT!
Move on to bigger and better things! Celebrity watching does not ENHANCE your lives in any way! And most of these peeps just want their privacy, like you and I. Stop reading so the pappz will stop jumping out of bushes and scaring Angie's kids! Would you want sh*t like that happening to YOUR child? I think not.
My own personal theory is that it's just another right wing atempt to control the direction of this country. Big Brother updated. Survival of this trend relies on the profit it generates - if You don't spend the bucks, THEY go out of business, it's as simple as that!
So, let's get back to today's topic: Brittany's untimely passing. I enjoyed your movies. I sympathized with your personal struggles. I shared your joy when you overcame them. And now I am very sad for your loss. I extend my sympathies to your family and the Holywood community that I live in and love. Now, let's ALL learn a lesson from this, yet again: PEOPLE - spend less time reading rumor rags and more time loving your children.
Lest they grow up and become 'Brittanys' too!
R.I.P., funny lady!
What a waste! Another young Hollywood actress with everything to live for is with us no more. But we didn't even know her personally, and we feel the sense of uneccessary loss. You can only imagine how her family is feeling at this moment.
I have read and heard that it is an innner lack of self-esteem and security that drives people to the spotlight. They try to compensate for things lacking in childhood by seeking attention as adults. The fact that a great majority of these people are also HUGELY TALENTED leaves one to ponder the connections between nature and nurture.
That they get swallowed whole by the Hollywood machine is a known fact. If you're producing box office biggies and bringing those billions in, you're 'queen of the world'! The minute People stops putting your mug on it's cover, the phone stops ring-toning.
That we all get caught up in the spectacle of Hollywood's machine is the media's doing. Instead of forefronting people whose lives enrich us all, they glorify those who are clueless! We see it everyday on TV, radio, newspapers, magazines and now, the internet. How pathetic we've become!
Instead of spending our sheckles on things that count, like schools and education, we put our money down for RUMOR RAGS like The National Enquirer and such. SNAP OUT OF IT, PEOPLE! WHEN YOU STOP READING THIS GARBAGE, THEY'LL STOP PRINTING IT!
Move on to bigger and better things! Celebrity watching does not ENHANCE your lives in any way! And most of these peeps just want their privacy, like you and I. Stop reading so the pappz will stop jumping out of bushes and scaring Angie's kids! Would you want sh*t like that happening to YOUR child? I think not.
My own personal theory is that it's just another right wing atempt to control the direction of this country. Big Brother updated. Survival of this trend relies on the profit it generates - if You don't spend the bucks, THEY go out of business, it's as simple as that!
So, let's get back to today's topic: Brittany's untimely passing. I enjoyed your movies. I sympathized with your personal struggles. I shared your joy when you overcame them. And now I am very sad for your loss. I extend my sympathies to your family and the Holywood community that I live in and love. Now, let's ALL learn a lesson from this, yet again: PEOPLE - spend less time reading rumor rags and more time loving your children.
Lest they grow up and become 'Brittanys' too!
R.I.P., funny lady!
Saturday, December 19, 2009
TWITTER TERRORISM
WOW! Just when I was starting to believe what my kids were telling me, that I was getting paranoid, I woke up to the news the other day that terrorists had attacked TWITTER!
Claims by a terrorism related group are being debunked currently by the media. I can't wait to see what the bottom line on this story becomes, but I'm going to relate to you a PRETTY TERRIFYING story of my own.
In my efforts to get thedailypisser up and running I've encountered all kinds of problems and roadblocks (Google TheDailyP to see my efforts to get hooked into AdSense). So far I've hurdled a couple and am working on lots more. But one thing I CANNOT resolve is something that happened to me THE DAY I linked my blog to my facebook account in my efforts to get the blog out there for you.
Since I had pretty much found all the friends I was looking for, imagine my surprise when I loaded fb that day to see I had 3 FREIND REQUESTS. Wow, I'm getting to be a pretty popular girl, I thought. Imagine my horror when I clicked on the requests and saw that my 3 'wannabe' new friends all looked like MIDDLE-EASTERNERS who were enrolled at your nearest pilot training school, if you get my drift!
I was stunned and horrified! I panicked! How did these guys happen across the blog? Was it because I mentioned Iran in the Thanksgiving column? I know Google tags words relating to current and hot button issues, is that how they 'flagged' me? Was it counterintelligence, spying on me? I was at a loss, but all I knew was I had to be pc and yet protect myself from 'terrorist' hackers or worse!
So, I took the necessary precautions and then went through the stages of denial as I tried to figure out if I should pursue this any further. I asked friends for advice and got their opinions, varying from that I was smoking too much to calling the local police. I ruminated then decided to take some action.
Unfortunately, the actions I took led to inaction from others that has got me EVEN MORE SCARED THEN BEFORE ALL THIS STARTED! A few nights ago, I called the only listing I could find in L.A. for the F.B.I.. The gentleman who answered the phone patiently listened to my story, then proceeded to ask me to call back after 8:30 a.m.. Then, I tried to find a listing for The Department of Homeland Security in Washington, D.C.. I found and tried several of these phone numbers until SOMEONE ACTUALLY ANSWERED THE PHONE! This time, the operator wasn't as patient, didn't want to hear any elaborations and just told me to call back after 8:30 a.m.!
Geez, that series of efforts left me feeling a whole lot better! NOT!!!!
Needless to say, I called back neither place AFTER 8:30 a.m.. I guess I know now when the Government starts their day! And I'm sorry to tell YOU that neither office has tried to CONTACT ME!
So now, besides being scared of the 'wannabe' friends, I'm scared that the Government DOESN'T GIVE A DAMN when an average citizen wants to report suspicious activities! I'm sure that's pretty much what led to 911, aren't you? And that's what scares me. AND IT SHOULD SCARE YOU!
I don't know about you, but MY next step is to start building an underground shelter!
Claims by a terrorism related group are being debunked currently by the media. I can't wait to see what the bottom line on this story becomes, but I'm going to relate to you a PRETTY TERRIFYING story of my own.
In my efforts to get thedailypisser up and running I've encountered all kinds of problems and roadblocks (Google TheDailyP to see my efforts to get hooked into AdSense). So far I've hurdled a couple and am working on lots more. But one thing I CANNOT resolve is something that happened to me THE DAY I linked my blog to my facebook account in my efforts to get the blog out there for you.
Since I had pretty much found all the friends I was looking for, imagine my surprise when I loaded fb that day to see I had 3 FREIND REQUESTS. Wow, I'm getting to be a pretty popular girl, I thought. Imagine my horror when I clicked on the requests and saw that my 3 'wannabe' new friends all looked like MIDDLE-EASTERNERS who were enrolled at your nearest pilot training school, if you get my drift!
I was stunned and horrified! I panicked! How did these guys happen across the blog? Was it because I mentioned Iran in the Thanksgiving column? I know Google tags words relating to current and hot button issues, is that how they 'flagged' me? Was it counterintelligence, spying on me? I was at a loss, but all I knew was I had to be pc and yet protect myself from 'terrorist' hackers or worse!
So, I took the necessary precautions and then went through the stages of denial as I tried to figure out if I should pursue this any further. I asked friends for advice and got their opinions, varying from that I was smoking too much to calling the local police. I ruminated then decided to take some action.
Unfortunately, the actions I took led to inaction from others that has got me EVEN MORE SCARED THEN BEFORE ALL THIS STARTED! A few nights ago, I called the only listing I could find in L.A. for the F.B.I.. The gentleman who answered the phone patiently listened to my story, then proceeded to ask me to call back after 8:30 a.m.. Then, I tried to find a listing for The Department of Homeland Security in Washington, D.C.. I found and tried several of these phone numbers until SOMEONE ACTUALLY ANSWERED THE PHONE! This time, the operator wasn't as patient, didn't want to hear any elaborations and just told me to call back after 8:30 a.m.!
Geez, that series of efforts left me feeling a whole lot better! NOT!!!!
Needless to say, I called back neither place AFTER 8:30 a.m.. I guess I know now when the Government starts their day! And I'm sorry to tell YOU that neither office has tried to CONTACT ME!
So now, besides being scared of the 'wannabe' friends, I'm scared that the Government DOESN'T GIVE A DAMN when an average citizen wants to report suspicious activities! I'm sure that's pretty much what led to 911, aren't you? And that's what scares me. AND IT SHOULD SCARE YOU!
I don't know about you, but MY next step is to start building an underground shelter!
Friday, December 18, 2009
Oral, Oral, Oral! It rhymed with IMMORAL!
Snake oil salesmen are nothing new. Through time, there have always been people willing to make a fast buck on other people's misfortune and ignorance. The most heinous of these are those that cloak themselves in religious garb.
I've always said that religion is big business with a great loophole: they don't have to pay taxes. More and more it comes to light that along with goodness and grace, religion has left it's better days behind. Religion today masquerades as a front for pedophiles, terrorists, embezzlers and worse. In my mind, a hypocritical adulterer ranks right up there with the rest of them!
Oral could have been a founding 'religious' member of the "I OWN A HUGE WALK IN CLOSET SOCIETY". I have often said that the people who scream the loudest have the BIGGEST skeletons in THEIR closets. It makes one wonder what Oral's mama put him through in his childhood? She did turn out to be psychic though when she named him, so she had that going for her!
Oral, Oral, Oral. I bet he cringed inside when someone called him that after that sex tape hit the internet! Why is it that people like Oral spend their whole lives hiding from who they REALLY are while they expend all their energy trying to tell the rest of us how to live? I've given it great thought and have come to believe that truly ONLY GOD KNOWS.
Why do people like Oral and Jimmy and Jim Jones indulge in lies, excess and thievery in the name of the Lord? And why do people out there not educate themselves to see the difference between a savior and a snake oil salesman?
Again, I truly believe that ONLY GOD KNOWS.
But there is one thing I KNOW, or at least believe to be true: ORAL AIN'T GOIN TO HEAVEN! Why do you think he hung around so long!
I've always said that religion is big business with a great loophole: they don't have to pay taxes. More and more it comes to light that along with goodness and grace, religion has left it's better days behind. Religion today masquerades as a front for pedophiles, terrorists, embezzlers and worse. In my mind, a hypocritical adulterer ranks right up there with the rest of them!
Oral could have been a founding 'religious' member of the "I OWN A HUGE WALK IN CLOSET SOCIETY". I have often said that the people who scream the loudest have the BIGGEST skeletons in THEIR closets. It makes one wonder what Oral's mama put him through in his childhood? She did turn out to be psychic though when she named him, so she had that going for her!
Oral, Oral, Oral. I bet he cringed inside when someone called him that after that sex tape hit the internet! Why is it that people like Oral spend their whole lives hiding from who they REALLY are while they expend all their energy trying to tell the rest of us how to live? I've given it great thought and have come to believe that truly ONLY GOD KNOWS.
Why do people like Oral and Jimmy and Jim Jones indulge in lies, excess and thievery in the name of the Lord? And why do people out there not educate themselves to see the difference between a savior and a snake oil salesman?
Again, I truly believe that ONLY GOD KNOWS.
But there is one thing I KNOW, or at least believe to be true: ORAL AIN'T GOIN TO HEAVEN! Why do you think he hung around so long!
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
EVEN YOUR PIGGY BANK ISN'T SAFE ANYMORE!
Hard times come and hard times go, yet there are still a few things we hold onto for comfort, things we've saved for years, thinking we'd pass them down to the next generation. Your grandfather might have collected stamps, your niece might have a fantastic Barbie collection still in the boxes and almost anyone I've ever known has an affinity for saving special coins. Little remembrances of certain times and certain adventures in places they may never travel again.
That's why what happened to me the other day was oddly exhilarating at first, and then left me strangely disquieted. I cracked open my biweekly roll of quarters because it was time to do laundry. Being an amateur coin maven myself, an unusual one will normally catch my eye. Imagine my surprise when the whole roll turned out to be a treasure trove of old coins. I even got two SILVER quarters dated 1956! Wow, I though, that's pretty cool! I can't tell you when it was I saw my last piece of true silver.
As I fingered through the whole roll, every one of them turned out to be collectible. There were a few late 80's and newer 'states' quarters, but most of the contents of the roll was at least 25 years old. I though I had hit the jackpot!
AND THEN IT HIT ME: Somewhere out there, there was a grandmother, a small child grown, a person so down on their luck THEY HAD TO CASH IN something it took them a lifetime to collect for someone special. That realization gave me real pause.
And I am definitely not leading a sheltered life here in Hollywood. 90,000 homeless people sleep on the streets of L.A. on any given night. Half of them across the street from my house! (No, just kidding, it's only a small encampment). I haven't been able to find a job in a year and a half and have been drawing unemployment. And I don't walk my neighborhood after dark because I've already been confronted once by a gangbanger while I was walking to the Smart & Final ACROSS THE STREET FROM MY HOUSE! (Guess he was taking a break during his daily graffiti excursion).
But there just was SOMETHING about the thought of where those coins had come from that made me sad about the state of our country once again. If grandma's are crackin' porkers, the rest of us can't be far behind!
That's why what happened to me the other day was oddly exhilarating at first, and then left me strangely disquieted. I cracked open my biweekly roll of quarters because it was time to do laundry. Being an amateur coin maven myself, an unusual one will normally catch my eye. Imagine my surprise when the whole roll turned out to be a treasure trove of old coins. I even got two SILVER quarters dated 1956! Wow, I though, that's pretty cool! I can't tell you when it was I saw my last piece of true silver.
As I fingered through the whole roll, every one of them turned out to be collectible. There were a few late 80's and newer 'states' quarters, but most of the contents of the roll was at least 25 years old. I though I had hit the jackpot!
AND THEN IT HIT ME: Somewhere out there, there was a grandmother, a small child grown, a person so down on their luck THEY HAD TO CASH IN something it took them a lifetime to collect for someone special. That realization gave me real pause.
And I am definitely not leading a sheltered life here in Hollywood. 90,000 homeless people sleep on the streets of L.A. on any given night. Half of them across the street from my house! (No, just kidding, it's only a small encampment). I haven't been able to find a job in a year and a half and have been drawing unemployment. And I don't walk my neighborhood after dark because I've already been confronted once by a gangbanger while I was walking to the Smart & Final ACROSS THE STREET FROM MY HOUSE! (Guess he was taking a break during his daily graffiti excursion).
But there just was SOMETHING about the thought of where those coins had come from that made me sad about the state of our country once again. If grandma's are crackin' porkers, the rest of us can't be far behind!
Monday, December 14, 2009
WHEN YOU'RE MAD, GET EVEN!
Now that I've got your attention, today's blog is all about helping my daughter help a dear friend. When the times look the bleakest and big brother's got his foot in your back the best thing to do is gather your buddies and give a communal drop kick. So please read and do what you can to help our cause.
I grew up in Chicago, but when it came to raising my own kids, I chose the tranquility of central Illinois' farming country. There was a sense of community and safety. No gangs, no violence, no drugs, well, at least only the ones I advised were okay.
My children grew up RIGHT across the street from the school, K-12. Consequently, our house was the 'hangin' grounds'. I got to know almost every child in our small little town (pop. 1200). One of these kids has remained a good friend to my daughter and son. She's married now and has 3 small children. AND a terminal diagnosis. She is fighting valiantly every day to stay well and stay alive - for herself, for the hubs and especially for those three precious little ones.
And now comes the rub. After being insured with one of the big 3 (and I'm talkin BIG) health care insurers, she is being denied VITAL diagnostic procedures that would hopefully prolong her life and give her the chance to raise those kids.
AND I know that EVERY single one of you has personally heard this excuse from a health care provider: THE TREATMENT IS NOT APPROVED, SO WE CAN'T COVER IT! How does treatment get approved, anyway then? If someone out there isn't willing to try it and advance its progress, how can any treatment be accepted?
I, myself, am hoping against hope that it's not the same old sh*t you see everyday on the news! We're tired of having to actually PAY out anything and your treatment has exceeded our profit/loss margin, so now we're DUMPING YOU and moving on to the next sucker who wants to pay inflated insurance premiums to a company with its HQ in Las Vegas!
In Jamie's case, she has a rare form of liver cancer with a dire prognosis. Her medical team have agreed on a course of treatment that can give her ANY hope and now the big, bad, blue says it won't pay for her PET scans, which costs in the thousand of dollars. I'm hoping that it's not the same old case of insurance company character flaws: DENY, DENY, DENY and maybe she'll go away!
Jamie and her husband have decided to do the grown up thing and approach their company to see if they can get this worked out. So, for now, I just wanted to tell her story and enlist your future aid in anything we may do as a group to help.
I hate to say this, but good luck with that, Jamie & hubs. It's soooo evident by the state of our health care system (see: Women Unite for Health Care Reform) that our nation and insurers have a long way to go before they have attained your maturity.
All our love, thoughts and prayers are with you and your family for some sort of recovery and extended life.
As for your insurance company all I have to say is: DO THE MATH, IDIOTS! IT'S CHEAPER TO PAY FOR A FEW PET SCANS THAN TO HAVE THE PUBLIC SUPPORT AND RAISE THREE MOTHERLESS CHILDREN!!!!! GEEZE, DID I REALLY HAVE TO SAY that out loud? Doesn't EVERYBODY realize that?
P.S. To ALL the friends of Jamie and her family and this blog:
Please vote in the poll at the top: HAVE YOU EVER BEEN SCREWED OVER BY AN INSURANCE COMPANY?
AND then please leave your thoughts, suggestions and comments in the comment section.
THANK YOU VERY MUCH &
Chessy has left the outhouse
I grew up in Chicago, but when it came to raising my own kids, I chose the tranquility of central Illinois' farming country. There was a sense of community and safety. No gangs, no violence, no drugs, well, at least only the ones I advised were okay.
My children grew up RIGHT across the street from the school, K-12. Consequently, our house was the 'hangin' grounds'. I got to know almost every child in our small little town (pop. 1200). One of these kids has remained a good friend to my daughter and son. She's married now and has 3 small children. AND a terminal diagnosis. She is fighting valiantly every day to stay well and stay alive - for herself, for the hubs and especially for those three precious little ones.
And now comes the rub. After being insured with one of the big 3 (and I'm talkin BIG) health care insurers, she is being denied VITAL diagnostic procedures that would hopefully prolong her life and give her the chance to raise those kids.
AND I know that EVERY single one of you has personally heard this excuse from a health care provider: THE TREATMENT IS NOT APPROVED, SO WE CAN'T COVER IT! How does treatment get approved, anyway then? If someone out there isn't willing to try it and advance its progress, how can any treatment be accepted?
I, myself, am hoping against hope that it's not the same old sh*t you see everyday on the news! We're tired of having to actually PAY out anything and your treatment has exceeded our profit/loss margin, so now we're DUMPING YOU and moving on to the next sucker who wants to pay inflated insurance premiums to a company with its HQ in Las Vegas!
In Jamie's case, she has a rare form of liver cancer with a dire prognosis. Her medical team have agreed on a course of treatment that can give her ANY hope and now the big, bad, blue says it won't pay for her PET scans, which costs in the thousand of dollars. I'm hoping that it's not the same old case of insurance company character flaws: DENY, DENY, DENY and maybe she'll go away!
Jamie and her husband have decided to do the grown up thing and approach their company to see if they can get this worked out. So, for now, I just wanted to tell her story and enlist your future aid in anything we may do as a group to help.
I hate to say this, but good luck with that, Jamie & hubs. It's soooo evident by the state of our health care system (see: Women Unite for Health Care Reform) that our nation and insurers have a long way to go before they have attained your maturity.
All our love, thoughts and prayers are with you and your family for some sort of recovery and extended life.
As for your insurance company all I have to say is: DO THE MATH, IDIOTS! IT'S CHEAPER TO PAY FOR A FEW PET SCANS THAN TO HAVE THE PUBLIC SUPPORT AND RAISE THREE MOTHERLESS CHILDREN!!!!! GEEZE, DID I REALLY HAVE TO SAY that out loud? Doesn't EVERYBODY realize that?
P.S. To ALL the friends of Jamie and her family and this blog:
Please vote in the poll at the top: HAVE YOU EVER BEEN SCREWED OVER BY AN INSURANCE COMPANY?
AND then please leave your thoughts, suggestions and comments in the comment section.
THANK YOU VERY MUCH &
Chessy has left the outhouse
Friday, December 11, 2009
BILL O'REILLY: UR AN IDIOT!!!
Especially when you start aiming those blanks at one of my very favorite TV franchises: Law & Order: SVU! C'mon, who amongst you out there doesn't want Mariska or Chris to leave their shoes under YOUR bed some night!?
It never fails to amaze me how such high profile blowhards like Bill seem to have so much free time on their hands (cuz they've already contributed SO much to helping solve the real issues) that they have to start slinging their empty arrows at our ENTERTAINMENT, for gosh sakes! It's TV, Bill, take a Xanax and chill out!
Oh, wait, you're on TV, too! Except, instead of entertaining us, you're supposed to be informing and educating us with your program. But what we get is alot of balloon propellant about what YOU do or do not like! Wow, Bill, mea culpa for not realizing it was ALL ABOUT YOU!
BUT IT DOESN'T SURPRISE ME, THOUGH.
For someone who probably has a good dozen HUGE walk-in closets (literally and figuratively)I'm sure you've got ALL KINDS of twisted sh*t waiting to come spilling out! Too bad you haven't thought of taking some of those big bucks you're making from your Republican boys club and hiring yourself a competent therapist!
So for now, I get to see your red, puffy face spewing venom anytime I accidently hit your channel. Somehow, you've managed to hang on to that pathetic piece of crap you call a show because your buddies in the conservative media are all afraid you'll spill your guts lest they can your tired ass!
Because when I want to REALLY see what's relevant and what's current, I, MYSELF turn to shows exactly like SVU! Their people take the time to care about and research current topics, displaying them in a thoughtful AND fore-thoughtful manner. Whereas, you, on the other hand, are so worried about your ratings points and your next big paycheck, you couldn't possibly find time to compassionately consider the rest of us peons!
And when I want to see REAL entertainment, I'll watch your show for about 30 seconds. That's all I can take before it makes me want to hurl!
TAKE A PILL BILL, & CHILL!!!
MAMA QUOTE OF THE DAY: " Not an ounce of care, 'nuthin but air!"
DIS IS YO MAMA
It never fails to amaze me how such high profile blowhards like Bill seem to have so much free time on their hands (cuz they've already contributed SO much to helping solve the real issues) that they have to start slinging their empty arrows at our ENTERTAINMENT, for gosh sakes! It's TV, Bill, take a Xanax and chill out!
Oh, wait, you're on TV, too! Except, instead of entertaining us, you're supposed to be informing and educating us with your program. But what we get is alot of balloon propellant about what YOU do or do not like! Wow, Bill, mea culpa for not realizing it was ALL ABOUT YOU!
BUT IT DOESN'T SURPRISE ME, THOUGH.
For someone who probably has a good dozen HUGE walk-in closets (literally and figuratively)I'm sure you've got ALL KINDS of twisted sh*t waiting to come spilling out! Too bad you haven't thought of taking some of those big bucks you're making from your Republican boys club and hiring yourself a competent therapist!
So for now, I get to see your red, puffy face spewing venom anytime I accidently hit your channel. Somehow, you've managed to hang on to that pathetic piece of crap you call a show because your buddies in the conservative media are all afraid you'll spill your guts lest they can your tired ass!
Because when I want to REALLY see what's relevant and what's current, I, MYSELF turn to shows exactly like SVU! Their people take the time to care about and research current topics, displaying them in a thoughtful AND fore-thoughtful manner. Whereas, you, on the other hand, are so worried about your ratings points and your next big paycheck, you couldn't possibly find time to compassionately consider the rest of us peons!
And when I want to see REAL entertainment, I'll watch your show for about 30 seconds. That's all I can take before it makes me want to hurl!
TAKE A PILL BILL, & CHILL!!!
MAMA QUOTE OF THE DAY: " Not an ounce of care, 'nuthin but air!"
DIS IS YO MAMA
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Let's 'Peace Out' the Peace Prize
No matter what, there is always someone out there willing to rain on your parade. If you're smarter, prettier, wealthier, sexier - well you get the drift, then there will always be people ready and willing to drag you down. Try to lift yourself up and you'll be back in the gutter with one swift quick from the quivering masses.
I have always felt that criticism that is NOT constructive stems from a lack of self-esteem and jealousy, two character traits I believe that everyone should try to avoid. If you've led a life of cynicism and doubt, then it's easy to be derogatory. The hard thing is to have optimism and hope.
My own childhood was not conducive to healthy development. Instead of encouragement, there was control. To replace ambition and invention, there was sarcasm and laughter. Consequently, I've struggled a lifetime to become the person I should have been all along.
Which leads me to the point of this article: LEAVE THE GOSH DARNED PRESIDENT ALONE!!!!! And that's President Obama to you, NOT mister! Since when did we lose such respect for the office? When the skin tone changed? I love all the haters who masquerade as do-gooders. Your walk in closet must be HUGE.
I've always had in it for hypocrites and critics. If you can't be your true self and you live 99% of your life in that walk-in, then do us all a favor and move on to the next plane. The one where they build the houses out of smoke and mirrors. And if you don't have something positive to say that helps move us all forward, then take your sorry ass to Eastern Europe, everybody there will like you just fine!
And for those of you out there who don't get what the Nobel Peace Prize is all about, here's a clue: IT'S A SYMBOL, NOT A CROWN!
To me, the prize stands for hope and optimism, freindship and faith and a willingness to move into a brighter future. For those of you out there who find it hard to celebrate these values, I'm sure the KKK has a hood with your name on it. It is time to stop living in the past and embrace the future, for our own good. And by the way, wasn't that what started this country?
And talk about living in the past, did we all forget 'Bushie' was president for 8 years? I guess it's easy for the Republicans, alot harder for the rest of us who are unemployed and living on ramen. I blame it on their control of the media and their limitless ability to spin. And the fear of THEIR future - Sarah Palin - don't get me started there! (That's a different blog!).
So, congratulations, President Obama! Keep up the good work! And like my first boss used to say: "Don't let the bastards get you down!". My children and grandchildren are depending on it!
MAMA QUOTE OF THE DAY: "If you don't have anything good to say, don't say anything".
DIS IS YO MAMA
I have always felt that criticism that is NOT constructive stems from a lack of self-esteem and jealousy, two character traits I believe that everyone should try to avoid. If you've led a life of cynicism and doubt, then it's easy to be derogatory. The hard thing is to have optimism and hope.
My own childhood was not conducive to healthy development. Instead of encouragement, there was control. To replace ambition and invention, there was sarcasm and laughter. Consequently, I've struggled a lifetime to become the person I should have been all along.
Which leads me to the point of this article: LEAVE THE GOSH DARNED PRESIDENT ALONE!!!!! And that's President Obama to you, NOT mister! Since when did we lose such respect for the office? When the skin tone changed? I love all the haters who masquerade as do-gooders. Your walk in closet must be HUGE.
I've always had in it for hypocrites and critics. If you can't be your true self and you live 99% of your life in that walk-in, then do us all a favor and move on to the next plane. The one where they build the houses out of smoke and mirrors. And if you don't have something positive to say that helps move us all forward, then take your sorry ass to Eastern Europe, everybody there will like you just fine!
And for those of you out there who don't get what the Nobel Peace Prize is all about, here's a clue: IT'S A SYMBOL, NOT A CROWN!
To me, the prize stands for hope and optimism, freindship and faith and a willingness to move into a brighter future. For those of you out there who find it hard to celebrate these values, I'm sure the KKK has a hood with your name on it. It is time to stop living in the past and embrace the future, for our own good. And by the way, wasn't that what started this country?
And talk about living in the past, did we all forget 'Bushie' was president for 8 years? I guess it's easy for the Republicans, alot harder for the rest of us who are unemployed and living on ramen. I blame it on their control of the media and their limitless ability to spin. And the fear of THEIR future - Sarah Palin - don't get me started there! (That's a different blog!).
So, congratulations, President Obama! Keep up the good work! And like my first boss used to say: "Don't let the bastards get you down!". My children and grandchildren are depending on it!
MAMA QUOTE OF THE DAY: "If you don't have anything good to say, don't say anything".
DIS IS YO MAMA
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
WELCOME FRIENDS!
Just wanted to say thanks for checking out THE DAILY PISSER!
I'm interested in your thoughts and concerns. What's relevant to you right now? Let's tackle current topics and old gripes with an eye to finding workable solutions. The best minds in America surf the web, let's put all that brainpower to work! Let's try to make a REAL difference in the way we treat one another every day.
I NEED YOUR INPUT! The list of things I could bitch about goes on and on, but this blog is about YOU. What would YOU like to see change?
Please leave your comments and suggestions. The more you BITCH, the more likely I am to write a blog about it!
So enjoy the in(s)anity, and COME BACK OFTEN!
Thank you very much &
Chessy has left the building!
And remember: KEEP ON PISSIN'
I'm interested in your thoughts and concerns. What's relevant to you right now? Let's tackle current topics and old gripes with an eye to finding workable solutions. The best minds in America surf the web, let's put all that brainpower to work! Let's try to make a REAL difference in the way we treat one another every day.
I NEED YOUR INPUT! The list of things I could bitch about goes on and on, but this blog is about YOU. What would YOU like to see change?
Please leave your comments and suggestions. The more you BITCH, the more likely I am to write a blog about it!
So enjoy the in(s)anity, and COME BACK OFTEN!
Thank you very much &
Chessy has left the building!
And remember: KEEP ON PISSIN'
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