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November 28, 2005

I’m A Sweetheart, Actually.

Filed under: In General

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Honestly, I am. I’m too nice for my own good, and all my friends tell me so all the time. I can’t stand to see anyone who needs something I can help them with, I can’t say no when people need a favor or help of any kind, and the thought of actually causing pain for another person upsets me no end. So when I have someone tell me that expressing my opinion on things that bug me means I’m hateful, I take it seriously.

That happened to me the other day, and I think things like that are like cockroaches - for every one you see, there are hundreds more hidden in the walls. That means there are a lot of people who read my posts who think I’m a terrible person, and that really bothers me a lot. It’s not that I care so much what people I’ve never met and probably never will meet in my life think of me, it’s just that I don’t understand what makes them think that.

Oh, I know the reasons I got from the person who said it - that my posts about my feelings about current political and religious actions are full of hate, but that’s simply not true. I never meant them to be hate-filled, although I do hate the things some people do and their reasons for doing them. I simply feel it’s my right as an American to express my feelings, both good and bad, about what politicians do in my name, and what religious leaders do in God’s name. I take both very seriously.

I guess what I’m trying to say here is that I started this blog to have a place to write my feelings about whatever I wanted to, and having someone question that makes no sense to me. It’s my blog. I try not to use vulgar language, I don’t write pornography, I don’t advocate violence or physical attacks against the people I write about, and I’m not trying to turn those who read my writings into mindless robots who chant my words ad nauseum. I simply write what I think and feel, and whoever reads it can agree, disagree, or ignore me. That’s it.

I’m not a hateful person. Honestly, I’m not. I just don’t like some things people do, and I want to use the rights so many Americans fought and died for so we all could do just that. Is that so wrong? I don’t think so. I surf blogs, reading all kinds of things others say. Some I agree with, some I have no real opinion about, and some I totally disagree with. If I like what I read, whether I agree with it or not, I’ll go back and check it out from time to time to see what’s new. If I don’t like what I read, I simply don’t go back. That works just fine for me.

November 26, 2005

Final Joke Of The Week.

Filed under: In General

THINGS YOU SHOULD NEVER SAY TO A COP WHEN YOU GET PULLED OVER:

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  1. I can’t reach my license unless you hold my beer. (OK in Texas)

  2. Sorry, Officer, I didn’t realize my radar detector wasn’t plugged in.

  3. Aren’t you the guy from the Village People?

  4. Hey, you must’ve been doin’ about 125 mph to keep up with me. Good job!

  5. Are You Andy or Barney?

  6. I thought you had to be in relatively good physical condition to be a police officer.

  7. You’re not gonna check the trunk, are you?

  8. I pay your salary!

  9. Gee, Officer! That’s terrific. The last officer only gave me a warning, too!

  10. Do you know why you pulled me over? Okay, just so one of us does.

  11. I was trying to keep up with traffic. Yes, I know there are no other cars around.. That’s how far ahead of me they are.

  12. When the Officer says “Gee Your eyes look red, have you been drinking?” You probably shouldn’t respond with,”Gee Officer your eyes look glazed, have you been eating doughnuts?”

November 25, 2005

Happy Thanksgiving!

Filed under: In General

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When you have an “I Hate My Job” day, try this. On your way home from work, stop at your pharmacy and go to the thermometer section and purchase a rectal thermometer made by Johnson & Johnson. Be very sure you get this brand.

When you get home, lock your doors, draw the curtains and disconnect the phone so you will not be disturbed.
Change into very comfortable clothing and sit in your favorite chair. open the package and removed the thermometer.

Now, carefully place it on a table or a surface so that it will not become chipped or broken.
Now the fun part begins.

Take out the literature and read it carefully. You will notice that in small print there is a statement, “Every Rectal Thermometer made by Johnson & Johnson is personally tested”. Now, close your eyes and repeat out loud five times, “I am so glad I do not work in the Thermometer quality control at Johnson & Johnson.”

HAVE A NICE DAY AND REMEMBER, THERE IS ALWAYS SOMEONE ELSE WITH A JOB THAT IS MORE OF A PAIN IN THE REAR THAN YOURS.

November 23, 2005

Redneck Photo Album (today’s joke)

Filed under: In General

So, if some of these look familiar, does that mean I’m a Redneck?

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November 22, 2005

Choosing A Bride

Filed under: In General

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A man wanted to get married. He was having trouble choosing among three likely candidates. He gives each woman a present of $5,000 and watches to see what they do with the money.

The first does a total make over. She goes to a fancy beauty salon gets her hair done, new make up and buys several new outfits and dresses up very nicely for the man. She tells him that she has done this to be more attractive for him because she loves him so much.The man was impressed.

The second goes shopping to buy the man gifts. She gets him a new set of golf clubs, some new gizmos for his computer, and some expensive clothes. As she presents these gifts, she tells him that she has spent all the money on him because she loves him so much. Again, the man is impressed.

The third invests the money in the stock market. She earns several times the $5,000. She gives him back his $5000 and reinvests the remainder in a joint account. She tells him that she wants to save for their future because she loves him so much. Obviously, the man was impressed.

The man thought for a long time about what each woman had done with the money he’d given her.

Then, he married the one with the biggest boobs. Men are like that, you know.

There is more money being spent on breast implants and Viagra today than on Alzheimer’s research. This means that by 2040, there should be a large elderly population with perky boobs and huge erections and absolutely no recollection of what to do with them.

November 21, 2005

Collard Greens

Filed under: In General

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I’ve decided since Thanksgiving is right around the corner, I am going to ignore all the things that bug me and just be thankful for what I have and what’s right in the world. Being someone who loves a good, clean joke, I figure I will use this week to share some of the ones I’ve heard lately and enjoyed. And hey - if you have a funny one you’d like to share, just put it in the comment section and I’ll try to get it posted this week. Remember, tho, things you wouldn’t mind having your grandmother read.

So, here goes the first joke of the week:

The Collard Greens

An old man lived alone in the country. He wanted to dig his yearly collard greens garden, but it was always very hard work for him because the ground was hard. His only son, Junebug Jankins III, who used to help him, was in prison.

The old man wrote a letter to his son and described his predicament:

“Dear Junebugg Jankins the III,

I am feeling pretty bad because it look like I won’t be able to plant my collard green garden this year. I’m just getting too old to be digging up a garden plot. If you were here my troubles would be over. I know you would dig the plot for me.

Love Dad”

A few days later he received a letter from his son:

“Dear Daddy Jankins,

Whatever you do, don’t dig up that garden. That’s where I buried the BODIES.

Love Junbugg Jankins III”

At 4 a.m. the next morning, FBI agents and local police arrived and dug up the entire area without finding any bodies. They apologized to the old man and left.

That same day the old man received another letter from his son:

“Dear Daddy Jankins,

You can go ahead and plant the collard greens now. That’s the best I could do under the circumstances.

Love Junebugg III”

November 19, 2005

What A Kick In The Teeth!

Filed under: In the News

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You know, I’ve been bothered by something for a while now, and after what’s happened the last couple of days I feel I just have to say something about it. I simply can’t believe what I’ve been hearing the last few years.

Why do people equate Republicans with caring about the military and those who serve in it? I know, they supposedly spend more on it, although that is debatable. A good case can be made when the numbers are compared that Democrats are willing to spend as much and maybe even more, but concentrated on different areas. Be that as it may, the Republicans have cornered the market on that one somehow.

But see, here’s what bugs me. For a party that supposedly cares more about those who serve and have served our country in time of war, they sure are quick to start calling those veterans names when it suits their purposes. Jimmy Carter wasn’t much of a Navy man, Al Gore served and went to Viet Nam, but only as a photographer, and he had his own body guard. John Kerry was a liar, a coward, and a traitor. John McCain was a traitor and a womanizer. And now John Murtha is a coward.

Now, all these guys served in Viet Nam, except Carter, who was WWII. They all volunteered to go to war, they all were in the line of fire, and several of them were wounded, with McCain being captured and held as a POW for several years. Yet, when we look at those that are badmouthing them, we find that Bush, Cheney, Rove, and the Congress woman who flat out called Murtha a coward on the House Floor never served a day there. Only Bush spent any time in the military, and that was spent in Texas and Alabama (at least he was supposed to be there, although records indicate that just ain’t so). Bottom line: none of them had the cajones to go do what the men they so delight in attacking did.

So, why do people listen to them? I mean, if you wanted to cook a turkey for Thanksgiving and had never done it before, would you ask those who have done it, or someone who’s only eaten turkey but never actually cooked one? I gotta say, I’d go with the experience, myself. So again, why are these guys who’ve never served a day anywhere near a war zone able to convince Americans that the guys who have somehow shouldn’t really be thanked for what they did, since they did nothing right? How would they know?

You know, every man has his price, and it’s quite apparent that a lot of the people who’ve come out to blast these heroes had their prices met, whatever they were. That’s really sad, when you think about it, but what’s sadder is the fact that so many Americans are willing to believe those who never served, and those who are willing to say anything for the right price. Even military records and reports made at the time are overlooked, since they are obviously flawed somehow. But then, if that’s so, who’s to say that all military records aren’t a load of BS?

My dad was in the Army during WWII. He was in North Africa and Sicily, on his way to D-Day when he was blown out of his foxhole and wounded so badly he almost died and showed the effects of that experience the rest of his life. He had a lot of medals, including the Purple Heart, and he was very proud of them. So, I find it disturbing that people are so willing to believe that these medals that mean so much to these men mean so very little, and that the records used to qualify them for those awards can’t be trusted. And if one man’s records and awards are bogus, then they all are.

So, that’s what’s bugging me. The party that touts itself as being behind our servicemen are so willing to kick those same servicemen in the ‘nads and cover them with mud an inch thick if they don’t happen to see political matters like they do. It’s not right, I tell you. It’s just not right. If a person is willing to put his/her life on the line for the rest of us, they should be treated with respect and courtesy, not slammed in the face for the sake of winning a political contest. It’s like these guys survived the war and came home, and instead of being hailed as the heroes they are, they are treated like lying SOB’s.

I remember what happened to some Viet Nam vets when they came home after doing their duty, and as much as I hated the war, I never wanted the soldiers to be blamed for it and treated so harshly. It was wrong. I thought we had mostly all agreed on that afterwards, so having our leaders be so willing to stab veterans in the back for their own political purposes - even questioning their ethics and patriotism - just makes me sick.

If you don’t agree with a person’s political beliefs, say so. If you think their ideas make no sense and could cause problems, say that, too. But don’t ever, under any circumstances, use your political beliefs to denigrate and question their military service to this country. They were man enough to serve their country in a time of war, so trying to make them any less than that later is simply despicable, and totally uncalled for.

I hope those that are mouthing off at these men and lying about them for their own political purposes are seen for the scum they are and sent packing as soon as possible. Impeach Bush and Cheney, fire Rove, and vote all these lying scumbags who massacre an honorable man’s reputation for sport out of office next year, or as soon as possible. You will be doing a service for our country, and it will be the best sign of your support for the military you could possibly give.

November 18, 2005

The Goonie Birds Are Screeching Away!

Filed under: In the News

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Yep, you can hear them all over the place, in all parts of the world. It must be that time again. You know, the time to try to get the numbers up before the world sees what a boob is ruling the roost. I wonder if they’ll get it done? You would think people hearing them would understand what they are doing and why, but they really can fool ya sometimes. Just when you think they got the message and know what’s going on, the Goonie Birds start squawking at the top of their lungs and people just start following along, squawking to the same tune.

Now, I don’t know about you, but I know what a lie is. A lie is something you say that isn’t true. It could be something you deliberately don’t say that could make people you want to convince of something think it’s not a good idea at all. You know, the sins of commission vs. the sins of omission thing. It’s all the same. Anyway, if someone tells me something but deliberately leaves some important information out, I consider it a lie. Not these guys, I guess, or else they think people are so stupid they won’t be able to figure that out. God, I sure hope they’re wrong about that.

All this squawking seemed to start up right after the latest favorable polls came down the pike showing George W. Bush’s rating at 37, the lowest rating I can remember anyone having, especially just one year after having been elected for the second time. Right after that they started squawking everywhere about those dastardly Democrats who are saying he lied about his reasons for going into Iraq.

They say it’s not so, that the Dems had the same information they had and most of them voted for the war, too. Bush said it several times in Japan, Cheney said it in the US, Rush is saying it, Rove is saying it, the average Republican Joe Schmoe is repeating it as their latest mantra - it’s everywhere. But here’s the question: Is it true? Well, let’s look at that.

We know that Georgie had a report on his desk from the IAEA stating that there were no WMD’s in Iraq, that Saddam hadn’t been able to build his abilities back up to the point where he could do that, and that they had never said, as we were told, that he would quite likely have the ability to strike with nuclear weapons within six months. We know that there was a report from Mr. Wilson stating that he had found no evidence that Saddam had been trying to buy yellow cake uranium in Niger, and we know that Hans Blix had reported to him that the UN inspectors had found no weapons nor evidence of weapon-making capabilities during their inspections. And now we know that all those reports were true.

I have to wonder what I would have done had I been in Bush’s place. I have intelligence reports saying Saddam has these things, from both our CIA and other countries equivalent organizations, too. At the same time, I have these other reports that say the intelligence reports are erroneous, to put it nicely. Now, what do I do?

Do I ask myself whether these reports and memo could possibly be true, and the info from the intelligence agencies as flawed as they say? Do I simply tell myself that I don’t care what the reports and memos say, I’m going with the intelligence, no matter what? Or do I listen to those who are saying if we make public the info that disputes our claims about Saddam it could botch our plans to invade and lose us all the good will of the oil company pals of ours who will lose out on access to all that oil over there? Hmmm, big decision.

As we know, Bush chose the last two, completely hid the dissenting opinions, and told us all we were this-close to nuclear war if we didn’t go in and take Saddam out. That, in my book, is a lie. He hid important information from us in an effort to scare us into doing what he wanted. He also withheld it from the Congress, and they voted for the war based on the faulty and incomplete info they were given by him. Now I ask you, wouldn’t you be upset when you found out you’d been played? I know I would.

Yes, several Democratic Senators have come out and espressed their dissapointment and disgust with the fact they were lied to. I don’t blame them at all. Yes, several have said had they known then what they know now they never would have voted to go to war. Well, Duh!! What do these morons expect, for God’s sake? To tell the truth, I figure they know they’d feel the same way, but they’ve got to get the trust of the American people back so their Boy can finish the job he started and get us into even worse shape than we are now. They haven’t made enough off his Presidency yet to make it worth while, you know?

I’m sorry if that sounds bitter, but it’s just because it is. I hate being lied to. I hate the fact over 2000 Americans, one of whom grew up with my youngest kids, died over there thinking they were fighting for Truth, Justice, and the American Way, when in reality they were fighting for the greed of a group of uncaring, greedy men.

I hope none of you give creedence to the squawking. Stop and use your common sense and ask yourself if you can really say Bush didn’t lie to each and every one of us when he decided to keep the dissenting opinions hidden from us. Ask yourself why he didn’t take the time to check that into out before sending us into war? Why did he simply dismiss it out of hand, if he did?

I happen to think he knew what those reports said were true and that’s why he hid them, but if you want to believe he simply laid down on the job by not making sure he was depending on the real truth before he got all our soldiers killed, that works, too. Either he flat out lied to us or he is so incompetent he can’t even do the job right. Either way, his favorables are right where they belong, heading south, and all the squawking in the world won’t change that.

November 14, 2005

Who Are We, Really?

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I grew up in the fifties and sixties, and I spent a lot of time at school under my desk, hunkered down with my arms over my head. No, I wasn’t that shy, although not far from it. That was our standard emergency position. Be it earthquake or atom bombs, whenever we heard the sirens sound we hit the floor and assumed the position, which was supposed to protect us from all harm. Our desks, you see, were make of super strong materials and could withstand anything, even an atomic blast. At least that’s what we were told, and that’s what we believed.

We were so afraid the USSR was going to start launching bombs at us any day, and we never knew when we left for school in the morning whether we’d ever see our parents again, because God only knew what they’d use to hide under since they didn’t have the standard school desk at home or at work. Is it any wonder we grew up to be so unsure of the future that we learned to live for today and forget about tomorrow? Yes, the Free Love generation that believed you should do whatever felt good and not regret it was born of the cold war mentality this country had.

We hated the Soviets. We feared them, too. We knew they were just minutes away from trying to take us over, that any day we’d see the bombs start to drop on us, and the mushroom clouds would obscure the sun. If you ever saw the movie “Red Dawn”, with Patrick Swaze, then you know what our fears were each and every day of our young lives. We were sure it wouldn’t be long before the Rooskies would be here, taking over the country, or trying to. They simply counldn’t stand freedom.

We fought against their totalitarianism long and hard. We knew how they worked. They hated any country that thought differently than they did, and felt they had to stop them in any way possible. That’s how they got to be the Soviet Union in the first place. A country didn’t like their way of doing things, didn’t think Communism was the way to go, and wouldn’t bow down and do what they were told, so the Commies would gang up and overrun that country, sucking them into their Union and not letting them go. The best day in the life of this country during my lifetime was when the USSR dissolved and all those countries were allowed to be themselves again.

Now, you would think that, since we spent so much time, energy, and money defeating these guys that we would never consider using their tactics, wouldn’t you? But that’s simply not true. We didn’t like the way Saddam was running Iraq so we invaded, and we’re still there, trying to get the best of them, with very little luck. Oh, we say we’re not there to take them over, but I see very little difference, since it stands to reason if the new government doesn’t go our way and goes back to the old way, we’ll be right back in there, doing it all again. I hope not, but unless we get the war mongers out of the White House and Congress and keep them out, that’s what we’re going to get.

But that’s not the worst part of what we are doing now that we’re the only Super Power left in the world. No, we are determined to have everyone who considers themself to be our friend do exactly as we say, and if they don’t, we are quite willing to turn on them on a dime and make them pay for their impertinence. Case in point: France.

France has been our friend almost from the first, and our beloved national symbol, the first one seen by so many new people coming here for a better life, was made and given to us by….France! The Statue of Liberty. But how quickly we can turn on our good friends when they don’t do what we want them to. France decided there was no reason to invade Iraq, and they have paid for it ever since. Now, they are a soverign nation, just as we are. That gives them the right to decide what they want to do, right? I mean, we certainly don’t want anyone telling us what we have to do. But it seems that right is ours alone, while everyone else must follow our plans or suffer the consequences.

Some people have been making France pay for their independent feelings ever since they first told us “no thanks, we’d rather not get into that”. A Congressperson with more gall than brains even started a movement to ban the name French Fries from America’s favorite potato snack, and make them Freedom Fries. And instead of laughing at the fool as any thinking person would, a lot of Americans went along with it. Can you imagine? Just how stupid, childish, churlish, and selfish can we get? It’s ridiculous.

Now, I’m sure you’re wondering what got me started on this tack today. Well, I’ll tell you. I had to run some errands today and while doing so I followed a pickup out of a store parking lot that had a bumper sticker on it reading “Boycott France!” As there was a longer than usual wait before we could pull out of the parking lot and go our seperate ways, I had a long time to study the bumper sticker and reflect on it’s message, and I simply didn’t like it. I thought it was childish and moronic, so I came home and wrote this rant.

My wish is that we could move past all this. I mean, we’ve learned that the French were right, more or less, in their belief that there was no imminent threat from Saddam and sanctions should be continued, along with more inspections. Those things HAD worked, according to the people who studied it, as Saddam had not been able to rebuild his armies or his WMD programs, he wasn’t a threat to his neighbors or anyone else, and there were no Al Queada training camps in Iraq. Yet we still want to punish them for having the cahones to say “no” to us. I simply can’t believe it.

We hated the Soviets for their bullying ways, yet now that they are effectively gone and over with, we seem to be taking their place in the bullying area. I, for one, am upset and ashamed about that. We aren’t the only country in this world, and we don’t have the right to act as if we are. We wouldn’t want any other country telling us what to do, especially when it comes to putting our own people in harm’s way, so if we are truly the Christian nation we claim to be we should live by God’s own rules, one of which tells us to do under others as we would have them do unto us.

We should be ashamed of ourselves for deserting our Freedom-loving roots and turning to the Dark Side. In other words, we have become the enemy. We are exhibiting the worst of the old USSR standards in our own dealings with others by demanding total obedience to us and our wishes, or else. We are heading down a path that will only put a larger target on our back, and we are making even more enemies of people who are only too willing to try for that bullseye.

I, for one, do not want to go back to the days of my youth, when my days were tempered by worry about whether or not we would even see the sunset because of the enemy who wanted us gone at all costs. And I certainly don’t want to be seen as part of a band of bullies who are willing to punish anyone who doesn’t want to do as we say. I just want to be America, Home of the Brave, Land of the Free, and live my life out knowing we have lived up to the promise this country has always held out to the rest of the world. Is that too much to hope for?

November 13, 2005

In A World Full Of Frogs……

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Usually when a woman speaks about frogs, she’s talking about all the Mr. Wrongs out in the dating world. As the graphic says, most of us feel you have to kiss a lot of frogs before you find your prince. Well, I happen to believe that applies to the world of politics, too.

Every time an election gets near, it seems potential candidates come out of the woodwork every day. That’s par for the course, I guess. This time - and I really don’t remember when it’s been this bad before - the candidates were being shoved in our faces the day after the 2004 election. It’s crazy.

What’s worse is the fact that these aren’t even people who have expressed an interest in running in 2008, just those others think might run, or are afraid will run. There have already been a lot of names brought up and sent back to the pond, and it’s only been a year. We have three more to go before we vote again, so I can only imagine how many there will be by then. I have the feeling pretty much every Senator and Representative, Governor and State Legislator, Hollywood actor and musician, and even newscasters will have been put out there, studied, critiqued, and shoved back by then.

I have been watching all this with a mixture of shock and bemusement. Shock because it started so early, and bemusement at the names and charges made so far. I honestly don’t know whether to be upset or laugh half the time. Is Hillary running? How about McCain? Rudy? Jeb? Condie? How about Lieberman, or The Donald? Warren, or Arnie? And that’s just from the first couple of months.

I don’t know about you, but I’m not interested in worrying about who’s going to run until a year or so before the actual election date. For goodness sake, we don’t even know if any of these people will still be around by then. Why worry about them until we know for sure they are running? I’m not going to try to predict who will or won’t run at this point. Once they start throwing their hats in the ring I’ll worry, but not now.

You see, I’ve never been big on kissing frogs. If it’s green, slimy, and warty I want no part of it. I am willing to keep my lips to myself until my Prince does show up, and then I’ll worry whether he’s the Prince for me or not. And I’m not going to start deciding who I want to vote for in 2008 when it’s that far out in the future. You guys keep doing all the frog kissing you want to, just don’t expect me to join you.






















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