Friday, September 30, 2005


Let's say it all together..."awwwwwww". I'm posting this because not only is it too damn cute, it's also Pooh Bear and I love Pooh. When I was little my Mom used to read Pooh stories to me regularly. I wanted very badily to live in one of those trees like Piglet or Roo. My favorite character was Eeorye cause I could relate to his shyness and felt bad that he was always so blue. Anyone else out there have a favorite Pooh character?

Not My Job!

Okay now I've heard of being lazy, but this is a bit ridiculous!

Thursday, September 29, 2005

Disaster Test!

YOU HAVE TO READ THIS-IT'S THE BEST TEST I'VE EVER TAKEN!!!! This test only has one question, but it's a very important one. By giving an honest answer, you will discover where you stand morally.The test features an unlikely, completely fictional situation in which you will have to make a decision. Remember that your answer needs to be honest, yet spontaneous. Please scrolldown slowly and give due consideration to each line.THE SITUATION-You are in Florida, Miami to be specific. There is chaos all around you caused by a hurricane with severe flooding. This is a flood of biblical proportions. You are a photojournalist working for a major newspaper, and you're caught in the middle of this epic disaster.The situation is nearly hopeless. You're trying to shoot career-making photos. There are houses and people swirling around you, some disappearing under the water. Nature is unleashing all of its destructive fury. THE TEST- Suddenly you see a man in the water. He is fighting for his life, trying not to be taken down with the debris. You move closer. Somehow the man looks familiar. You suddenly realize who it is. It's George W. Bush! At the same time you notice that the raging waters are about to take him under forever. You have two options--you can save the life of George W. Bush, or you can shoot a dramatic Pulitzer Prize-winning photo, documenting the death of one of the world's most powerful politicians. THE QUESTION- Here's the question, and please give an honest answer: Would you select high contrast color film, or would you go with the classic simplicity of black and white?

I personally think color film would capture the moment best!--lmao

Busy, Busy, Busy

I haven't posted much in the last few days, because I've had a house guest (my ex-girlfriend), a flat tire, a messed up internet connection, and a hurt leg. It's been a great week! Hopefully things will settle down now that my ex went home to Washington, D.C, my tires fixed, my connections working for the moment, and my leg hasn't fallen off yet. Alas, I still need to work out today and the gym closes at 7:00, so more later...

Wednesday, September 28, 2005

Gaseous State

A man was supposed to meet his girlfriend's family. Unfortunately, he is so nervous he has an eating problem. So, halfway through desert he tries very hard to hold his fart. At the end, he escaped out a little small fart. The sister of the man's girlfriend shouted "Spot!" to the family dog. Being thankful that the dog was blamed for the gas, he lets out an even bigger fart.

"Spot!" shouted the sister again.

He decided to fart more so he lets out the biggest fart ever. The sister finally said,
"Spot, come here before he shits on you!"

This is probably in bad taste, but it made me laugh!

Tuesday, September 27, 2005

Mighty Mouse!

This is kinda what I looked like before I started working out four months ago (minus the hair of course--hee).

Bible Thumper

This is a personal favorite of mine.

Monday, September 26, 2005

Right Fright

Why are the conservative right in this country so upset by Cindy Sheehan? Now obviously the conservatives disagree with Ms. Sheehan and the other protestors opinions on the Iraq war, but from the nature of the rights' vicious and vehement attacks on Cindy Sheehan, you'd think she and not Osma Bin Laden attacked on 9/11.

I'm sorry , but how about a little perspective on this difference of opinion. Ms. Sheehan is the grieving Mother of a U.S. soldier who died for his country. Whether you agree with her opinions or her actions or not, where's the respect for the fact that this woman just lost her son (a pain so unbearable I can't even fathom it), for the country all of you claim to hold so dear? I've heard a lot of conservatives saying things like, "well how does she think her son would feel about what she's saying?", and/or "she's disrespecting her sons memory". Well here's a better question for you, who do you think her son would be more upset with-his Mother who is grieving his loss, and dealing with it in the way she knows how, or all the conservatives out there who call him a hero in the same breathe that they try and rip apart his Mother, calling her things like, "Nutso", SheeBag, B*tch, W**ore, Stupid etc. (I've heard or seen every one of these names repeatedly used to describe her, in just the last few days)? I'm sure any son worth his salt would really appreciate how the conservatives honor his service and sacrifice by trying to denigrate the woman who birthed and raised him. If you disagree with her opinions, fine, but why do it in a way that brings nothing to your arguments and in fact makes you look like insensitive, frightened, bullies?!

Turn Out The Lights!

Nothing like a little interspecies dating!--LOL Posted by Picasa

The Loneliness Beast

Does anyone else out there think loneliness is the true bane of human existence? I guess that's putting it a tad melodramatically, but it is how I really feel. Loneliness is the thing I hate the most. I'm not talking about being alone, because while that can bring on loneliness, you certainly don't have to be alone to feel horribly lonely. I'm an only child and I remember feeling terribly lonely as a kid. I had loving parents and I had friends and cousins, but somehow I was still lonely a good part of the time. I'm not sure why that is, but I haven't changed much I guess, because I still battle the loneliness beast.

Over the last six months I've been dealing with a major amount of grief, (for my Mom and my Aunt) and I discovered something I didn't know, grief in a lot of ways is a disguised form of loneliness. At least for me it has been. You can be surrounded by people who love you, and want to help you and yet, your all alone in your pain and longing. No one can touch that pain. No one can heal it, no matter what they say or do. Some of my cousins ( my Aunts children) are going through exactly the same thing I am, and we try to be there for each other, but even when we're together each of us is still alone in our own personal agony. This is how it feels to me anyway. This post doesn't really have any great, profound point, it's simply what's on my mind tonight. I apologize that it's rather depressing, but sometimes it's nice to be able to express how I'm feeling. I'm not looking for sympathy, so please don't feel the need to comment unless you truly want to express your thoughts.

Sunday, September 25, 2005

Chop, Chop!

The most painful part

A group of guys and one girl are sitting together at a ball game. During the game the guys notice the girl knew just as much about the game as themselves, and are really impressed. After the game they ask her, "How is it that you know so much about baseball?" She says, "Well, I used to be a guy and got a sex change." The guys are amazed, but very curious about the process.

"What was the most painful part of the process? Was it when they cut IT off?"

"That was very painful, but was not the most painful part."

"Was it when they cut off your balls?"

"That was very painful, but was not the most painful part."

"What was the most painful part?"

"The part that hurt the most was when they cut my salary in half!"

This jokes for all the women out there. Hope you enjoyed it as much as I did!

Saturday, September 24, 2005

"They Call Me Mellow Yellow"

This is how I'm feeling today, kinda mellow, satisfied with myself and life. It's a rare feeling for me, so I'll try to enjoy it while it lasts.-lol My only problem right now is I have that stupid, "they call me mellow yellow" lyric/song stuck in my brain. Who the heck sang that anyway? Some sixities group, I can't think of right now.

Not too much exciting going on in my life at the moment. I'm going to the movies tonight with some friends. I think we're going to see, "The Exorcism of Emily Rose". The title reminds me of a movie I saw a long time ago-"Audrey Rose". Now that movie freaked me out! I don't really remember the movie well, I was a kid at the time, but I do know it was a bizarre flick.

A Fanatic is a Fanatic!

I love this cartoon because I believe a fanatic is a fanatic, no matter what their particular creed.

Friday, September 23, 2005

Liberal Patriots!

Yes, that's what I said, Liberal Patriot. The term is not an oxymoron!! I am so sick of surfing blogs and coming across conservatives who denigrate liberal democrats for "not serving their country" and not being truly patriotic therefore. I'm sure you've all heard why you shouldn't "assume" stuff about people, that's right cause it makes an Ass out of you. Where do these people come up with their statistics that say liberals don't ever serve in the military? What really gets me is that more than half of the conservatives tossing around this idea and calling liberals pansys etc., haven't served themselves.

Anyone whose read my past posts already knows why this conservative accusation really pisses me off, because I did serve (during the first Gulf War), my Dad and Uncle served in Vietnam-and were both career Army men (20 yrs), and my maternal grandfather served in World War 1. My family has a long history of being both liberal democrats AND serving our country. I don't think were unusual. I got to know a lot of great people during my stint in the Army, and suprise, suprise they were not all conservatives. Their are tons of democrats out there who are as patriotic and willing to serve their nation as any conservative. So my suggestion is this--before you start tossing stones and calling people names, such as chicken****, pu**y, and unpatriotic, why don't You make yourself useful and go sign up to fight for this President (you're so proud of) and this country you're so sure belongs rightfully to "Only" you patriotic conservatives.

Thursday, September 22, 2005


A farmer rears twenty-five young hens and one old cock. As the old cock could no longer handle his job efficiently, the farmer bought one young cock from the market.
Old cock to young cock : "Welcome to join me, we will work together towards productivity."Young cock : What ya mean? As far as I know, you are old and should retire.
Old cock : Young boy, there are twenty-five hens here, can't I help you with some? Young cock : No! Not even one, all of them will be mine.
Old cock : In this case, I shall challenge you to a competition and if I win, you shall allow me to have one hen and if I loose you will have all. Young cock : O.K. What kind of competition?
Old cock : 50 metre run. From here to that tree. But due to my age, I hope you allow me to start off the first 10 metres.Young cock : No problem ! We will compete tomorrow morning.
Confidently, the following morning, the young cock allows the old cock to start off and when the old cock crosses the 10 meters mark the Young cock chases him with all his might.
Soon enough, he was behind the old cock in a matter of seconds.
Before he could overtake the old cock, he was shot dead by the farmer, who cursed" *$@ing *$@ing hell !
This is the fifth GAY chicken I've bought this week !!

Still laughing over this one!

Matchbox, Lincoln Logs & Marbles

Have you ever wondered why we lose our imaginations as we get older? When I was a kid I could play for hours with matchbox cars or marbles, making up games as I went along. I'm an only child, and I don't know if that made me weird or what, but I used to think all of my cars and marbles and stuff had their own personalities and I would divide them into teams and makeup contests for them to compete against each other. I remember I told my one cousin, a year older than me, about my theory on them having personalities and she told me, "that's really stupid".--lol

You could definitely tell from my play even at age three or four that I was not your typical girl. My parents got me a big thing of lincoln logs, and they were so proud cause, me and my friends were always going to play lincoln logs in my room or whatever. I guess they thought I was going to be an architect or something. What they didn't know at the time was my lincoln log game consisted of building a fort, placing my fisher price people in it and standing back and bombing it with the small lincoln log pieces. (when I got a little older I got my first b.b gun--which replaced the bombs and made this game three times the fun!-ha).

Anyway, I digress. My point is this, have you as an adult ever tried to sit down and play, with cars or dolls etc. (maybe with your kids)? It's really hard. If you're like me you get bored in about five minutes. Now obviously it's good this is true since adults have lots of stuff they have to do, but I still think it's a shame that we lose all the joy and fun our fantastic child minds could create. Dunno bout you, but I miss it!

I've mentioned a few of my favorite toys and games from childhood, what were yours?

Can You Read This?

Can you raed tihs? Olny srmat poelpe can.I cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg.The phaonmneal pweor of the human mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is that the frist and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm.

Tihs is bcuseae the human mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef,
But the wrod as a wlohe.

Amzanig huh? yaeh and I awlyas tghuhot slpeling was ipmorantt! If you can raed this psas it on !!.

I'd never seen this before and I thought it was cool. The very kind Jamie Marie at, "I Could Have Been Jamie Marie", allowed me to copy it from her site.

Wednesday, September 21, 2005

Christian Role-Model?

The truly scary thing is that lots of Americans admire this fruitcake!

Freaky Furball

This is Disturbing!!

Blue Tuesday

Gads, I'm feeling blue today. Somedays are just hard. My Mom past away back in March of this year, and today I started cleaning out some of the stuff in her room. I've been putting off doing it, because I knew it would mess with my mind. She's gone and she's not coming back and my brain knows this, but it still seems so wrong to go through her private things and throw stuff out, or give them away.
It makes me soooo sad, not only because my Mom's gone, but because it makes me think how all of us spend a lifetime accumulating prized possessions; cards from friends, love letters, a shell from the beach you visited etc. and then we die and someone goes through it, and they decide what to do with all of it. Having to do this is making me understand why older people are always trying to give their stuff away to family and friends. At least then they have some say in what happens to the treasure of memories disguised as an old lamp, or a faded scarf.

Tuesday, September 20, 2005

Go for a Spin?

This is a pic. of the accord coupe, however mine is a charcoal color not this silver and this one doesn't have the spoiler on it.

Here's the deal: I bought a new car a few weeks ago, a Honda Accord coupe with a spoiler and a body kit. I think it looks pretty good, but I've been thinking about getting some of those spinner hubcaps. My girlfriend says that they would look stupid, because they were made for like a low riding Escalade or whatever. I need some other opinions, so what do ya'll think? To spin or not to spin that is the question...

Monday, September 19, 2005

If It Walks Like A Duck!

This cartoon speaks for its' self.

Ignorance is Bliss

I stumbled onto a blog the other day where the blogger, a twenty-something straight girl, was pondering what her opinion on gay marriage was. Between what she had to say and some of the comments left on her post I was completely disgusted by some peoples' ignorance. It doesn't bother me so much that there are lots of people out there opposed to gay marriage, because it would be a huge societal change and change is always hard to accept. What bothers me is the reasons these people give for being opposed to it. First, the aforementioned blogger stated that if society allowed gay marriage then more people would choose to be gay and she didn't think that was a good idea. Then some other moron waxed on about how being gay must be a choice, because homosexuals were in the minority numbers wise so it couldn't be a biological thing. A third comment chimed in with the "learned opinion", that we called blind people, or deaf people handicapped and it wasn't normal for people to be born that way, so being gay was abnormal and--I have no damn idea where this person was going with this convoluted argument!

I could rant and rave on this forever, but let me just say this: being gay is not a choice. Everyone (straight society) has argued about whether gay people are born that way or "choose" to be gay for years. Here's an idea why not ask gay people and actually believe them when they tell you the truth? I've known I was gay since before I knew the name for it. I had crushes on girls when I was four years old, and knew even then that I was "different". I did not want to be different then, and I still don't want to be, I just am. Being gay is not some fun way to rebel against society, it is very hard. Having strangers hate you, make fun of you and tell you that you're going to be damned to hell for something you can't help or change is not a delightful good time, (Which is a big part of the reason that a ton of gay teenagers kill themselves). I know a lot of gay people and 95% of them say they've always known they were gay. No one in their right mind would choose to be something that the vast majority of society condemns and thinks of as some disgusting perversion.

The only other thing I want to touch on is the idea that being gay/lesbian is all about sex. Homosexuality is not just about sex anymore then heterosexuality is. When someone says or thinks, "I'm heterosexual", they're saying, I'm attracted to the opposite sex, but their being attracted to someone is also what leads them to be able to fall in love with a particular person and want to marry/bond into a couple. Most heterosexuals in other words don't just want sex from the opposite sex, they also want love and companionship. The same is completely true of homosexuals. Being a lesbian doesn't make me just want to have sex with females, it means I'm attracted to some women, my girlfriend for example, I get to know her, fall in love and want to share my life with her. If I were never to have sex with a woman again I would still be a lesbian, because it's not about what I do sexually it's about what I feel. I could have sex with thirty different men and I still would not be heterosexual, because I would not be attracted to them and therefore, while I might love a guy I could not fall in love with one. Oh and for the record, most lesbians do not hate men. I love men in a lot of ways. A lot of my best friends over the years have been men, I'm just not sexually attracted to them.

Gay people are pretty much like everyone else, except were attracted to the same sex rather then the opposite. We have the same feelings, wants, needs and aspirations. We feel pain, loss, love and joy in the same ways heterosexuals do. We fall in love just as hard and hope just as strongly to find that special someone to share our lives with. Please consider this the next time you think/talk about gay marriage or homosexuality in general.

Sunday, September 18, 2005

Lesbian Laughs

I'm a lesbian and I enjoy a good lesbian joke, here's a few of my favorites:

"If male homosexuals are called 'gay,' then female homosexuals should be called 'ecstatic.'" - Roberts' Rules of Lesbian Living by Shelly Roberts

Q: What you do call a room full of 50 politicians and 50 lesbians?
A: 100 people who don't do dick!

"Pronouns make it hard to keep our sexual orientation a secret when our co-workers ask us about our weekend. 'I had a great time with ....THEM.' Great! Now they don't think you're queer ~ just a big slut!" - Judy Carter

Q: How can you tell if a lesbian is butch?
A: She kick starts her vibrator and rolls her own tampons.

"What's a bridal shower if you're gay? It's the parade of gifts you'll never get cause you're homosexual. 'Come in and take a look at the blender, toaster, silverware you'll have to buy yourself!!! I hate that. I don't bring a gift anymore, I take one. I have six cuisinarts. I don't give a shit... they owe us." - Suzanne Westenhoffer

"That word lesbian sounds like a disease. And straight men know because they're sure that they're the cure." - Denise McCanles


Man, I'm a huge Notre Dame football fan and that game today against Michigan State about killed me. I didn't start watching until halftime at which point Michigan St. was up by a touchdown. Well of course as soon as I tune in Mich. St. goes on a tear and scores two more t.d.s off turnovers. So then Notre Dame makes an amazing comeback and scores three touchdowns to send it into overtime and I'm going nuts! My dogs are wondering if I've lost my mind or what. N.D. scores a field goal in overtime and then precedes to let M.State score a t.d. and win---aaaarrggghhh!! It was a heartbreaker, but what a good game. I'm psyched about N.D.s' new coach. He really seems to have the team pumped up for the first time in God knows how many years.
The U of Miami, Clemson game rocked too. I was flipping back and forth cause both games were so great. Triple overtime, but dammit it wasn't my day cause the Miami Hurricanes pulled it out in the end, and I hate that team. My best friend graduated from U. of Miami and we're competitive about everything. She never lets me hear the end of it when Miami has a good season.

Saturday, September 17, 2005

The Smirking Frat-Boy

I never thought I'd see the day, but low and behold Pres. Bush actually took responsibility for the federal governments slow response to Katrina. Of course even he couldn't quite keep a straight face during his, "I as president am responsible and we will rebuild New Orleans", speech. It's nice that he finally publically acknowledged responsibility for something, but it's obvious that his plummenting poll numbers and not a sudden awakening to true compassion motivated his mea culpa.
The truly ironic thing about this speech is that Pres. Bush is apparently (yeah right!) seeing the error of conservative thinking and now says, "Yes, historic racism does cause poverty". This change in thinking combined with a knew found desire to spend federal money on helping poor people is, I believe, designed to appease the Americans in this country who were finally woken up by his lack of leadership after Katrina, and were appalled by it. Unfortunately for Georgie, while I'm sure his poll numbers will bounce up a bit, most people are smart enough to see this for the political pandering it is. Plus his knew found "liberal" views are really pissing off his base, of staunch right-wing, Bushites.
I think it's a shame that I can't trust my President when he says he cares for the citizens of New Orleans. I wish I could believe he's sincere, but frankly I think all he cares about is himself and his political party. "The modern conservative is engaged in one of man's oldest exercises in moral
philosophy; that is, the search for a superior moral justification for
selfishness." - John Kenneth Galbraith

Friday, September 16, 2005

Wiener Woes

This poor wiener (dachsund) is probably thinking, "just shoot me". I have two dachsunds (no this isn't one of them), and they're great, funny little dogs. Oscar Mayer, my oldest wiener, actually likes to be dressed up. He was a hotdog for Halloween. Yeah, I know that's not real original, but it was cute.

Hillbilly Date

No offense to any hillbillies out there, but this is funny!

Thursday, September 15, 2005

Thursday Thrills

Before you get too excited thinking this is going to be some !!!! post I gotta tell you, I was being sarcastic with the title. Unfortunately, or maybe fortunately nothing too thrilling's going on in my life. I did finally get the spoiler and body kit on my new car, and it looks like a kids "hotwheels" dream ( though I was more of a matchbox fan myself-hee).
I also talked to my cousin, Julie, who as I mentioned in an earlier post has a serious drinking problem. She was telling me, of her on accord-I don't inquire, that she's decided to cut back to drinking a couple of beers once a week and no hard liquor. I was thinking to myself, well that's great, but that's all you've been claiming to be drinking all along. I don't know, I think she knows she has a problem (enough people have told her), but she's thinking she can control it on her own, which usually doesn't seem to work. Of course at least she's maybe trying to cut back. I hope so anyway. She lies about her drinking all the time, so who knows. I've tried to help her/talk to her about it, but she doesn't want to hear it from me or anyone "so what're you gonna do?".
Anyway, I'm just happy the weekend's almost here. I'm chomping at the bit to take a short trip to a real city (I currently live in one small damn town) and actually socialize with some gay people. I have nothing against straight people, but it's great to be among people who don't give me the second glances, or rude stares, some heteros do. More later...I'm off to eat. I'm starving!

Words To Live By

If you've read my other posts, you've realized I'm rather fond of a good quote. I hope you are too, cause here's a few more I like:

"God, please save me from your followers!"
- Bumper Sticker

"Tragedy is when I cut my finger. Comedy is when you walk into an open sewer and die."
- Mel Brooks

"I am not young enough to know everything."
- Oscar Wilde (1854-1900)

"Egotist: a person more interested in himself than in me."
- Ambrose Bierce (1842-1914)

"Bigamy is having one wife too many. Monogamy is the same."
- Oscar Wilde (1854-1900)

Wednesday, September 14, 2005

"Might Does Not Make Right"

Recent polls show that the majority of Americans now think we should never have gone to war with Iraq. It's nice that people have finally woken up and realized just what a quagmire we've gotten into over there, but here's my question for my fellow Americans-how did we ever morally justify attacking Iraq in the first place?
I can hear all the conservatives gearing up to label me a liberal-peacenik, but hears the news I'm not. I am very liberal on most issues, but I do believe some wars are necessary evils. (World War II for example) I also come from a military family, my grandfather served in World War I, and my Dad and Uncle both served in Vietnam (my Dad retired after 20 yrs. in the Army). I served my country as well, joining the Army during the first Gulf War.
So you see I'm as patriotic as anyone, but I also was taught right from wrong and America was just plain wrong to attack a country that had never attacked us. Many Americans are still under the false impression that Iraq had something to do with the 9/11 attack. There is not now, nor has there ever been one iota of proof of this. Even President Bush admitted there was no proof of a link between Al Qaeda and Iraq (albeit, after we were already occupying Iraq).
I think the reason most Americans supported President Bush in his decision to invade was because they were convinced (by some very inept intelligence reports, and some really stellar political propaganda) that Iraq had weapons of mass destruction. At the time I was convinced they had them too. I wasn't convinced however that, that was a justifiable reason to start Americas' first preemptive war. If you subscribe to the logic of preemptively attacking another country, out of fear that they might/could hit us, then you could just as easily argue that if China (or whoever) got it into there head that, "hey the U.S. has weapons of mass destruction, and I think they might attack us some day", they would be justified in invading America to protect themselves. You may roll your eyes at the very idea, but in point of fact it would be exactly the same thing the U.S. did to Iraq. It would have been different if there had been an imminent threat, but not only did they not have the weapons of mass destruction they also didn't have missles that could reach our shores.
Of course there's always the "Saddam was a very bad man" argument for invading, but that one isn't any more justifiable because by that token any country who decided another countrys leader was bad/evil could invade said land to "save its people" from bad leadership. (I personally think this would definitely open America up to an invasion-lol).
Honestly, I'm ashamed of the U.S. government for it's immoral, illogical choice in starting this war. I'm also a bit frightened by the fact that not more Americans have stood up and questioned our governments justifications for a preemptive war. "Men and nations behave wisely once they have exhausted all the other alternatives."
- Abba Eban (1915-2002)

Tuesday, September 13, 2005


One of my friends called me the other night. She'd just found out that her eighteen year old pregnant niece is being abused by her boyfriend, the father of her child. Evidently, he had been hitting her in the stomach among other places. Luckily the neighbors called the police, and they arrested him and took her to the hospital despite the fact that she didn't want to go and tried to tell them that she had fallen. It's apparently not the first time he's hit her. This was all news to my friend and she was furious (of course), and extremely suprised. She was finding it hard to believe that her niece would have put up with this type of treatment, gone back for more and then tried to protect her abuser. This is all typical behavior for a battered woman and she knows that, but when it's someone you know it's very difficult to comprehend the "why" of it.
I have a cousin, who was in the same type of abusive relationship for years with her husband (now her ex.--thank God!) and I just couldn't fathom why she stayed. I'm sure low self-esteem, and that belief that "he really does love me", have a lot to do with it. Fortunately, I don't have any first hand experience in that arena and perhaps that's why I don't totally get it. Frankly though I think if someone tried that with me-let's just say they better never sleep again!

Monday, September 12, 2005


I love cartoons and this one made me smile. The "Far Side", especially rocked, and as for tv cartoons, I'm pretty old school, Bugs Bunny and the rest of the Looney Toons are my favorites, and there's something about "Tom & Jerry" -I never tire of watching that mouse kick cat-butt.

Sunday, September 11, 2005

The Whitehouse Tour

I know, I know I busted on Bush in my last post, but this is funny:

Before the inauguration, George Bush was invited to a get acquainted tour of the White House. After drinking several glasses of iced tea, he asked Bill Clinton if he could use his personal bathroom.

There, he was astonished to see that the President had a gold urinal. That afternoon, George told his wife, Laura, about the urinal. "Just think," he said, "When I am President, I'll get to have a gold urinal!" Later, when Laura had lunch with Hillary at her tour of the White House, she told Hillary how impressed George had been with his discovery of the fact that in the President's private bathroom, the President had a gold urinal.

That evening, Bill and Hillary were getting ready for bed. Hillary turned to Bill and said, "By the way, I found out who pissed in your saxophone."

Submitted By: Berry

Boob or Beelzebub?

In one of my earlier posts I referred to George W. as a fool. My choice of descriptive terms was deliberate in that, up until now, I've judged him to be a foolish, ignorant man rather than a cruel, heartless one. Last night I was discussing Pres. Bush with my girlfriend and I expounded on my view of him as a fool, and she said, "No, I don't think he's a fool I think he's genuinely malicious". This gave me pause then, and it still is. I understand why she thinks this, because many of Pres. Bushs' policies have been terrible for the poor, the environment, our troops, but I've always thought his bad decisions, while causing much harm to many, were innocuous in their intent. In other words, he isn't a bad person necessarily, he's just an underinformed, not terribly bright man who thinks he knows what he's doing, but is totally inept at his job. Her argument to this is that while he may be ignorant he has a responsibility as an adult ( not to mention being the President-hee) to inform himself, and basically ignorance is no excuse, so therefore he's malicious because he doesn't care enough to educate himself better on the issues. I see her point, but feel rather torn as to what to make of it. It really doesn't matter I guess, why he does what he does, the effects are the same. However, I love to analyze, so if anyone has any thoughts lay'em on me!

Saturday, September 10, 2005

The Balding Nun

I just thought this was a funny pic. It actually reminds me of a nun who taught me in sixth grade, Sister Agnes. I always suspected she was balding under that habit. For those of you who think that's sacreligious, I gotta tell you, she was one mean nun.

Friday, September 09, 2005

Can't buy me Love

Tomorrows my girlfriends birthday, and as I may have mentioned I procrastinate, so I went shopping today. I ended up going a little crazy, buying her four major gifts and I'm glad I could be in a postion (financially) to do it, but it got me thinking about the relationship between money and love. Everyone knows how the Beatles song goes, "Cant Buy Me Love", but is it true? I've always thought so, but I've also always tended to express my feelings for someone by buying them stuff I thought would make them happy. So I guess my question is this, if you love someone and you tend to show them by giving them gifts and/or paying for things, are you trying to buy them? Please let me know what you think.

"Quote Me"

Here are a few quotes I like:

"The difference between 'involvement' and 'commitment' is like an eggs-and-ham breakfast: the chicken was 'involved' - the pig was 'committed'."
- unknown

"Women might be able to fake orgasms. But men can fake a whole relationship."
- Sharon Stone

"The true measure of a man is how he treats someone who can do him absolutely no good."
- Samuel Johnson (1709-1784)

"All truth passes through three stages. First, it is ridiculed. Second, it is violently opposed. Third, it is accepted as being self-evident."
- Arthur Schopenhauer (1788-1860)


I enjoy writing this, but it's a little discouraging sometimes when it seems like no one out there is reading it--*sigh*. Ok enough feeling sorry for myself, I'll keep writing and let what may be, be. I've been checking out a lot of other blogs and they seem to be either very good or really bad. My favorites are the political ones, left and right though I must admit some of the right-leaners really get me steamed. They're entitled to their opinions of course, even if they are totally wrong!--Hee,hee This one guy was going on and on about America catering to the spanish language speakers and how horrible it was for us ("us" meaning the "real" White Americans-I surmise) to have to learn any spanish or God forbid, even see spanish on "our" signs. Egads I say! How horrible to think that America might ever catch up with the rest of the world and become--brace yourselves--bilingual. It would be a true curse if all American children we're taught spanish and english from first grade onward. We might raise children who can excel in the world-wide economy, culture etc. (esp. considering spanish is the second most spoken language in the world) No, it is definitely in Americas best interest to continue to be the only country in the world where the vast majority of the population speaks one language. The aforementioned blogger reminds me of why a lot of foreigners hate American tourists. It's Americans like him who go to another country on vacation and expect the natives to speak english. However, heaven help a tourist to America who can't speak english cause we sure aren't going to know their tongue. We wonder why many foreign nationals think Americans are arrogant? Whew! Glad I got that off my chest. My monitors steamed up-lol.

Thursday, September 08, 2005


Me after a night out!

Wednesday, September 07, 2005

Gay Christian?!

You don't hear the term "gay christian" much, why is that? The evangelical, religious right in this country would have you believe that gay christian is an oxymoron. My reply to this is a simple bull****! As I've mentioned I was raised Catholic. We went to church every Sunday, I attended CCD (catholic version of Sunday school) and I even spent three years in Catholic school. While I'll be the first to admit my faith has definitely gotten lax, and I'm now more a holiday church goer than anything, I have not stopped believing in God nor the Christian values I was raised with. I definitely consider myself a Christian, but I am not one of the "Christians" you hear so much about on tv, in magazines and at the forefront of the Republican party. I'm not one of those Christians not just because I'm gay, but because the Christianity I was taught to believe in and practice has little if any resemblance to the brand of Christianity being thrust on America right now. In fact I honestly don't even recognize this "new" American Christianity. The religious right brand of Christianity focuses on politics and forcing their particular brand of religion on American society, winking slyly at any mention of separation of church and state. They say, "of course", but prayer in school, or at public events or religious monuments on our courthouse steps, that's not hurting anything. Well again I say, bull****. The truth is these same people would not be so behind these ideas if it were say Islamic prayers being said before class or tenets of Hinduism hanging on the courthouse walls. They do not believe in freedom of religion in America, they believe that they know what is right and best, PERIOD. The rest of us are going to hell and they're determined to save us from ourselves by forcing us to listen to their prayers in the town square, look at their faiths tenets on the walls of our grocery stores, and by God follow their rules (Americas new laws) or be arrested. I truly believe the religious right, evangelical Christians in this country are staging a hard fought political coo designed to control America and turn it into a "Pure" Christian land. I for one am a Christian and an American, but that is not my Christianity nor my America. "I do not feel obliged to believe that the same God who has endowed us with sense, reason, and intellect has intended us to forgo their use."
- Galileo Galilei

Pillsbury Dough Dyke

I just saw a blog titled The Pillsbury Dough Dyke! Now that's friggin funny. I'm envious. Why didn't I think of that? I think it goes without saying that the pillsbury dough boy rocks, so the dough dyke must be one cool lesbo.

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Tuesday, September 06, 2005

Blah, Blah, Blah

Busy day, busy day. Today I've got to get done all the crap I've been putting off. I am the King/Queen (whatever) of procrastination. So much to do, so little motivation. If I'd had more motivation I'd have finished college and have some cushy desk job, but no I was too damn lazy to get my butt out of bed and go to class. How's that for a sad sack?! Oh well, onward and upward I guess. I've been thinking about what I should write about on here. I like to write, mostly stories, which I promise are a bit better than my poetry--hee hee. I may share some excerpts from something I haven't decided yet or maybe I'll just tell ya'll about the saga that has been my life--now there's a story! Ok I'm off to accomplish many great and wonderous deeds.

Silent Scream

The title of this post may seem all too appropriate to my audience if they continue reading beyond the next sentence. You've been forwarned!--Lol
"Silent Scream"
"The Silent Scream is rising
A piercing in the air
Higher, higher, raging
A flame that seeks to flare

No one seems to notice
People do not see
The Silent Scream is whispering
To everyone but me"

Monday, September 05, 2005

Shrub Shearing

There are many things I could say about President George Walker Bush, but in the interest of keeping this clear and concise I'll edit my thoughts on him down to one; he's a fool. Nough said. "His ignorance is encyclopedic"
- Abba Eban (1915-2002)

People are strange

Guten Tag everyone! So who out there loves "The Doors"? Pink Floyd was draining my brain yesterday, and today it seems to be that great Doors song, "people are strange", one of my personal favorites. I think it probably sums up how I feel about myself more so than what I think of others. Speaking of others, I want to give a big shout out and thanks to the kind people who left me some very nice comments. I really appreciate your sweet words. Plans for the day: Workout ( of course), tell my girlfriend I love her-cause I sometimes have trouble verbalizing all the sappy stuff to her, drink a couple of bottles of Moosehead to celebrate the great and wonderous "Labor Day". Kudos to all the hard-working blue-collar joes and joettes out there!! We deserve a damn holiday.

I wish I we're an Oscar Mayer Wiener!

As I've mentioned I'm gay or if ya prefer you can call me a lesbian, dyke, butch, muff-diver etc.--LoL Interestingly enough though I have two dachsunds, aka. wieners--coincidence?! Sorry I'm just in a bizarre mood. My oldest wiener(yes I really do call them that) is named Oscar Mayer-cause I'm juvenile and I thought it was the heighth of baloney humor.

Money, Money, Money, Money

So today me and my girlfriend decided to go check out a casino a couple of hours from here. I like to gamble occasionally though God knows why cause I am one unlucky s.o.b. Usually I play blackjack, but this is a dinky little place with no gaming tables so it was slots or nothing. I played for like ten minutes and bling I hit for six hundred bucks. I'm damn happy with that and starving so we stop and go for something to eat. Afterwards I head back to the same machine put twenty bucks in and on the first spin hit for another $165.00. A few minutes later my girlfriend hits for two-hundred on a machine next to me. Long story short it was a good day and I have no complaints, but it did make me think about something. This year has sucked. I've lost two of the people closest to me, but financially I've come into a windfall. I inherited quite a bit, and then since that everytime I turn around money seems to fall into my lap. (I can't get that Pink Floyd song out of my head-hence the title to this.) Money is a useful and important tool. It's supposed to make life easier and surely does in lots of ways, but it's done nothing to sooth my sadness/grief. I know it's retarded to think it, but sometimes I feel like God's saying, "hey, I've gotta rip your heart out by taking the only immediate family you have left, but here take some mega-bling to console yourself". The whole damn thing is just fucked up!! Excuse the language. Alrighty then--nough of this groaning for now. More weird and probably pissed off thoughts later.

Sunday, September 04, 2005

Another day, Another Damn day

Ok so here I am again. It's like two in the morning or something and I'm sitting here wondering what the hell I'm doing. I mean not just at this moment, but "what am I doing with my whole life"?! Don't get me wrong, I have it good in a lot of ways--maybe that's the problem. I just bought a new car, I have a house that's free and clear, a real loving girlfriend, great dogs etc. , but sometimes it all seems so pointless. My Moms death, Hurricane Katrinia, all the crap going on in Iraq, they all make me really aware of just how short and tenuous life is and then I look at my life so far and I can't help but think "what have I accomplished?". I'd like to believe I've made some small difference in the lives of those close to me, but other than that I haven't done much. Of course on the positive side, I'm not dead yet and hope springs eternal, right?!--lol I know I definitely need to get more involved in the world, make some sort of difference no matter how small, otherwise what's the point! If I don't then I will have lived one useless existence. Yeah, I'm feeling majorally philisophical tonight. Pondering the meaning of life and all that existential junk. I find myself doing that a lot in the last six months. It's hard not to when you watch people around you die, and then turn on the news and see all the pain and tragedy going on every day, every moment. There has to be more to life than work, and entertainment and buying more stuff to try and fill some never ending void. I was raised Catholic, but I've lost most of my faith somewhere along the way. I miss it. Having faith in a religion certainly makes things simpler. Someone tells you, ok here's what to believe and here's the list of rules and you just follow this and you'll be good to go. My problem has always been I think too darn much! I analyze and question and question some more. Religious faith and questioning the why and how of everything don't particularly go together real smoothly. I dunno, sometimes I think life would be easier, simpler anyway if I could just shut down my brain and blindly follow. Unfortunately, most of the people who have great religious faith that I would be following, think people like me, "homosexuals--gasp", are evil fornicators destined for honeymoon suites in hell. But I'll save my thoughts (pissed off rantings) on what is happening to "Christianity" in America for another night. For now suffice to say God made me the way I am and it galls me to no end that the extreme religious right in this country think they have some special hotline to God and KNOW exactly what He/She thinks and feels and wants, and of course who is acceptable in Gods eyes and who isn't. Makes me wonder why they even need God--they have all the answers. Ok so I had to rant just a wee bit on that one tonight. Now I can sleep like a baby--lol.

Saturday, September 03, 2005

Death Sucks!

Ok so this is my first blog and I have no idea what I'm doing, but here goes nothing. My Mom died 6 months ago today, and I can't even think about it most of the time. My Dad died back in 84 and that was hard, I was 15, but this is just mind boggling. I go on everyday like, ok I'm fine, but I'm really not. How's this for one depressing blog--lol! My favorite Aunt who was like a sister to me, died 20 days after my Mom--what a frigging year. My way of coping has been as follows, quit my job and move to settle the estate, workout at the gym constantly, try not to think about it, and now rant on to total strangers in a very boring bog--lol. Well, it's not all bad I just bought one damn cool new car, and I'm getting in great shape-lol. More later when I'm just my usual pissed off self, and not so damn pathetic sounding.
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