Friday, September 26, 2008
the King of Suck
Note to "president" bush. Shame on you. This is your fault. We're heading into depression and it's your fault. You should be treated like a naughty school child with a time out. No, fuck that. You're old school, let's go old school. You deserve a spanking of the worst kind. It's time to get out the razor strap. Several years ago when we all started to really see your ways, I tried to stay out of it, be unemotional. When people would spout on that your policies were getting ,us into deep trouble, I concurred, tried to stay neutral to keep my peace of mind and said, "well, the only consulation is he'll end up being the worst president in the history of the United States." Well, my thought came true but it is in no way consoling.
I'm pissed. Pissed and sad. The largest bank collapse in U.S. history. A debt never seen before. Thousands dead and we're no safer from terrorists than we were before. (Oh, we are? then fucking prove it. Young men and women have lost their lives in "our" name, I want proof they didn't die in vain.) Housing prices down, no buyers, no lenders, lots of sellers, layoffs, businesses collapsing, bankruptcies, kids going hungry, people with no health care, shall I go on?
Shame on you president bush. You're not even worthy of capital letters. You and your advisors should hang their heads in shame and apologize. You are the King of Suck.
Don't even get me starting on the CEOs of this country. They walk off with their hundreds of millions to their country club and their house in St. Tropez while we wonder how we're going t pay for all this. This is when I'm glad I'm a somewhat religious person. Because the thought that there just maybe, possibly be a place called hell, where the absolute sinners go, not the innocent sinners, but the knowledgable sinners go, I can sleep at night knowing that you will burn there for eternity. Wow, told you I was pissed.
But having said that, and being a somewhat spiritual person, I forgive them. The Phoenix always rises from the ashes and so shall we. Just without your useless help.
Go Obama.
I'm pissed. Pissed and sad. The largest bank collapse in U.S. history. A debt never seen before. Thousands dead and we're no safer from terrorists than we were before. (Oh, we are? then fucking prove it. Young men and women have lost their lives in "our" name, I want proof they didn't die in vain.) Housing prices down, no buyers, no lenders, lots of sellers, layoffs, businesses collapsing, bankruptcies, kids going hungry, people with no health care, shall I go on?
Shame on you president bush. You're not even worthy of capital letters. You and your advisors should hang their heads in shame and apologize. You are the King of Suck.
Don't even get me starting on the CEOs of this country. They walk off with their hundreds of millions to their country club and their house in St. Tropez while we wonder how we're going t pay for all this. This is when I'm glad I'm a somewhat religious person. Because the thought that there just maybe, possibly be a place called hell, where the absolute sinners go, not the innocent sinners, but the knowledgable sinners go, I can sleep at night knowing that you will burn there for eternity. Wow, told you I was pissed.
But having said that, and being a somewhat spiritual person, I forgive them. The Phoenix always rises from the ashes and so shall we. Just without your useless help.
Go Obama.
Sunday, September 21, 2008
Sorry But they Suck
Staying up late reading magazines, what a fun luxury. Get to sleep in tomorrow, first event of the day doesn't start until 12 noon so I'm staying up late, a-reading and a-writing.
SO, have to get this off my mind.
I know I'm supposed to stick up for my sistahs around the world whenever (if that were entirely true I'd have to stick up for Sarah Palin, eww gross).....but what's the deal with Sara Silverman and Diablo Cody? They are "my" spokespeople? Women for thinking women?
I donut think so. Not this pop culture peasant.
They're both all over the media and they suck!!! SS is being hailed as "walking a brilliant razor thin line between satire and cutting edge comedy." What? She's an unfunny fucking potty mouth. Now those of you who know me know I can swear enough to make a sailor flinch. Fuck is a beautiful word and I don't know what I'd do without it. One of my nicknames is "Alice in Wonderland with a Trucker's Mouth." But shit, at least I try to be humorous or I keep it in some kind of context. She is so unfunny. I've tried, I want to like her. A foul mouthed female comedian? That is soooo my cup of tea. But she sucks!!! It's like the emperor has no clothes... Here's one of the jokes that has made her so "important:" if you have AIDs, make lemon-AIDS." Not only is it foul, IT"S NOT FUNNY. I'm not being PC here or anything. It's just that if you're going to take on a life threatening disease with no cure, at least BE FUNNY. She sounds like me and my brothers on a rainy day when we were bored in the 70s and we knew my parents weren't listening. Only entertaining for us and no one else. "Shut up scrotum bag; you're the king of the turd nerds., etc. We sounded like idiots and so does Sara Silverman. I am so irritated that not only is she so popular but the press is making her out to be some kind of comic genuis savior. Gimme a break.
And Diablo Cody. Ok, Juno was cute but jeez, DC is not the second coming of feminism. OHMYGOD, (ohmyblog, the catchphrase of Juno is funny? Why? Again, no context. Maybe if she was blogging when she said that...oh anyway...I'm just so annoyed) Her column in Entertainment weekly is just a way for her to wax on about the bad pop culture she can finally admit she loves and not be laughed at. Which is fine, like what you want, but she is NOT the spokesperson for what is cool. If that were true, we'd all be wearing Back Street Boys t-shirts. She, too, waxes on and is so trite and cliche and all that is ok but not if you're acting like you are the know it all, the keeper of what is cool and funny and what is not. I think the female lead in Juno was a brat, not funny, not clever, just a brat in a bad situation who made a good decision at the end. "The modern tale for our time," no way. Just a story about a dumb ass teenager who got herself pregnant and was lucky enough to have a good family/support system that didn't leave her out on the streets or in an abusive relationship or extreme poverty nor was she hooked on crack. Now that's a modern tale.
Thanks for listening to me. I try not to be acidic these days, I try to be positive and LOVING. (Just look at my previous posts, I gush about flowers.) Thanks again, drop me a line.
SO, have to get this off my mind.
I know I'm supposed to stick up for my sistahs around the world whenever (if that were entirely true I'd have to stick up for Sarah Palin, eww gross).....but what's the deal with Sara Silverman and Diablo Cody? They are "my" spokespeople? Women for thinking women?
I donut think so. Not this pop culture peasant.
They're both all over the media and they suck!!! SS is being hailed as "walking a brilliant razor thin line between satire and cutting edge comedy." What? She's an unfunny fucking potty mouth. Now those of you who know me know I can swear enough to make a sailor flinch. Fuck is a beautiful word and I don't know what I'd do without it. One of my nicknames is "Alice in Wonderland with a Trucker's Mouth." But shit, at least I try to be humorous or I keep it in some kind of context. She is so unfunny. I've tried, I want to like her. A foul mouthed female comedian? That is soooo my cup of tea. But she sucks!!! It's like the emperor has no clothes... Here's one of the jokes that has made her so "important:" if you have AIDs, make lemon-AIDS." Not only is it foul, IT"S NOT FUNNY. I'm not being PC here or anything. It's just that if you're going to take on a life threatening disease with no cure, at least BE FUNNY. She sounds like me and my brothers on a rainy day when we were bored in the 70s and we knew my parents weren't listening. Only entertaining for us and no one else. "Shut up scrotum bag; you're the king of the turd nerds., etc. We sounded like idiots and so does Sara Silverman. I am so irritated that not only is she so popular but the press is making her out to be some kind of comic genuis savior. Gimme a break.
And Diablo Cody. Ok, Juno was cute but jeez, DC is not the second coming of feminism. OHMYGOD, (ohmyblog, the catchphrase of Juno is funny? Why? Again, no context. Maybe if she was blogging when she said that...oh anyway...I'm just so annoyed) Her column in Entertainment weekly is just a way for her to wax on about the bad pop culture she can finally admit she loves and not be laughed at. Which is fine, like what you want, but she is NOT the spokesperson for what is cool. If that were true, we'd all be wearing Back Street Boys t-shirts. She, too, waxes on and is so trite and cliche and all that is ok but not if you're acting like you are the know it all, the keeper of what is cool and funny and what is not. I think the female lead in Juno was a brat, not funny, not clever, just a brat in a bad situation who made a good decision at the end. "The modern tale for our time," no way. Just a story about a dumb ass teenager who got herself pregnant and was lucky enough to have a good family/support system that didn't leave her out on the streets or in an abusive relationship or extreme poverty nor was she hooked on crack. Now that's a modern tale.
Thanks for listening to me. I try not to be acidic these days, I try to be positive and LOVING. (Just look at my previous posts, I gush about flowers.) Thanks again, drop me a line.
Friday, September 19, 2008
Things that Are Awesome
Sorry in a listy kind of mood
1-Flowers, that look good and smell good.
2-Being in, on or near the water, especially kayaking, windsurfing, swimming.
3-Playing with Jake and/or Ron in the backyard: soccer, looking at clouds, I dont' care.
4-Listening to kick ass music, live or recorded, I don't give a shit.
Add to that, driving fast and listening to kick ass music. Like a dog sticking it's head out of the window.
5-Really intense yoga class, don't do it enough. It can make you cry, good and bad.
6-Watching a hilarious comedian, like Jim Breuer's "party in your stomach."
7-Doing art, drawing, painting, model clay, animation, making jewelry.
8-Laughing. Any kind of laughing.
9-Disneyland. I'm like a 5 year old when I'm there.
10-My family and friends. Totally at top of list.
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Blessings or Things I Love
Feeling kind of blue today, got some bad news about my step-Mom, she's not well. When you're feeling down, it's a good time to count your blessings.
Things that I love in my life:
1-Picking up Jake after school, I love seeing his face even though he's not always excited to see me. It means he's having a good time, which is cool.
2-Reading a good novel, especially young adult fantasy like Harry Potter.
3-Watching a good movie like the World's Fastest Indian or a fun tv show like Entourage with a good snack as company.
4-Swimming laps, towards the end of them anyway, always feel charged up.
5-When my house is clean.
6-Staying up late talking with Ron.
7-Cuddle/tickle time with my family.
8-cuddle time with my cat. She gently swats my face with closed paw when I stop petting her, never had a cat do that before. Love her...
9-Getting messages, post cards, etc., from friends/family I haven't heard from in a while.
10-Getting some good writing done. Am working on a project I feel quite happy about that doesn't have to do with school.
That's it for now.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Weddings, Baby Showers and Vegas oh my!
Jeff, the oldest, is getting married, can you believe it?
Ron is his best man (awww....) so off to Vegas they went. Ten twentysomethings and Ron.
Oh my.
I picked four haggard menboys up from the airport Monday. They looked tow up from the flow up.
Jeff said he just wanted to go home and sleep. I won't tell you the other stories I heard. What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. Please.
Ingrid and Dave got married in one of the most darling weddings I've been to in years.
Ingrid was breathtaking, her cowboy husband complete with morning coat and a straw. A beautiful rambling Piedmont "mansion" with a garden designed by Thomas Church. If you're into landscaping you'll say wow! As the sun set, they lit the floating candles on the pond and we heard tales of fighting bucks in the glen and snowy egrets in the trees. I love being around my homegirls, especially at such a happy moment as this.
Baby shower at Julia's mansion on the lake for Kymberly, the cutest pregnant woman I have seen maybe ever. I love these new Walnut Creek friends. They're funny, warm and open. I won one of the games, the prize was a bouquet of white roses and wild flowers. I accepted them like a beauty queen, with tears in my eyes, thanking the mom to be and the hostess and promising to fulfill my duties. Got a good laugh out of that one.
I think that goes to the top of my list of favorite things to do. Making my friends crack up.
Sunday, September 7, 2008
Saturday, September 6, 2008
See You Later Leanne
Son and I drove to the airport to catch cousin Leanne on her layover between Seattle and home/Sydney for one more hug. Can't believe it's been a month since we picked her up on her way in.
We had such a lovely but short visit on her way in, sigh. Chihuly at DeYoung, SF waterfront, Va De Vi under the giant oak tree, the Roomarang Olympics (Jake and Leanne representing Australia won), a nice walk up to Heather Farms, Indian Valley swim and meet, Puerto Rican rice, we managed to pack a fair bit in, in a short time.
Leanne has such a sweet, calm nature about her, a good aura if you will. She has been one of my favorite cousins since we were in footie pajamas with our teddies, watching scooby doo on Saturdays. She's family and feels like home.
A touch of melancholy set in on the way home from the airport. That's the problem about loving someone. It sucks when you say goodbye.
Better to say See You Later.
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