Thursday, September 25, 2008

Shel for President -

OK, so my one reader may remember that I've had a few interesting debates with my good friend Shel. Well NOT TODAY MISTER!

I have been kicking around writing my thoughts about the bailout plan, and the state of our eceonomy, and out namby pamby excuses and blame game (Yes, I used namby pamby in a sentance, and I'm proud of it), and all I manage to do is get all worked up and too pissed to write.

Then today, I'm checking out my friends blogs, and lo and behold, I see Ms. Shels. Go, read it NOW

http://shels-blog.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-dont-wanna-be-political-energy.html

While there may be a few differences of opinions around the edges, I agree 10000% with the basic sentiment. This is not any ONE persons fault folks, stop looking for a scapegoat, there ain't one. It's EVERYONES fault who bought something they couldn't afford on credit, or just HAD to have that huge SUV they couldn't afford. Suck it up folks. Unless you have no debt, and are living 100% within your means, you are part of what caused this, so stop trying to pass the buck.

We will get through this, and we'll hopefully get through this smarter. And if you don't learn anything, then at least I'll be happier knowing I did.

Thursday, September 11, 2008

He likes fruit with his meat....

the newspaper headline about a soft cuddly polar bear? A recipe book for new exciting recepies? No, of course not. This would be what my wife thought of when she saw a recipe for turkey burgers, and thought of me. Hmmm, how the hell do I take that? There's 1) Awwww, how sweet, My wife is thinking of me, and wants me to be happy when I eat? then there's 2) Why is my wife thinking of me and fruit in the same sentance?

Anywho...how are you faithful reader? I hope on whatever diety you put your faith in that you are better than me! I am sick, and for once, I do not mean in the head! I feel like ther eis a small yak, or perhaps a large emu sitting on my chest. I am coughing at all hours of the day and night, and I can't seem to get any better. AARRGGHH. Oh well, what sweet release from work death would bring. And it'd guarentee my baby girl could go to the college of her choice.

Ok, so I'm not really going to die...that'd be too easy on you, and you could go through life not having to read anymore of my mindless rambling. In case you haven't noticed, I'm stalling. I can't really think of anything to gripe about today...

The Presidential Election - naaa, too damn easy. But I will say how clever both candidates are to keep sniping at each other so no one notices that no one seems to be talking about any actual issues. I predict that by the year 2100, we'll just put a bunch of names in a hat and let a lobotomized monkey pull the name of our next president.

Work - naa, too depressing.

Marriage - naa, too wonderful. (aaawwwww)

OK, I got one. 9/11. Now, DO NOT misread this, I salute every brave man and woman who risked or lost their lives that day, and I FULLY support out troops around the world. What pisses me off is a combination of the speeches/events, and or the press coverage of those same this year. Not that we shouldn't remember every year, but all the sudden, every politician, celebrity, and talking head tis doing some special or article or speech or tribute on this, the oft remembered 7th anniversary. Am I the only one here cynical enough to just think all the coverage is because it's an election year? damn politicians...