**Girl on the Blog**
Girls Gone Wild
I found this at AFSister, and was screeching with laughter at recognizing myself in some of these:
WHEN WE GIRLS DRINK TOO MUCH...
- We believe that dancing with our arms overhead and wiggling our butt while yelling "WOO-HOO!" is truly the sexiest dance move evah.
- In our last trip to pee, we realize that we now look more like a homeless hooker than the goddess we were just four hours ago.
- We drop our 3AM sub sandwich on the floor (which we're eating even though we're not the least bit hungry), pick it up, and eat it anyway.
- We get extremely excited and jump up and down every time a new song plays because "OH MY GOD! I LOVE THIS SONG!"
- The urge to take off articles of clothing, stand on a table and sing or dance becomes strangely overwhelming to us.
- Our eyes just don't seem to want to stay open on their own, so we keep them half-closed, thinking it looks exotically sexy.
And drumroll on this one:
- We begin leaving the buttons open on our button fly jeans to cut down on the time we're in the bathroom away from our drink.
Oh yeah...soooo sexy.
Until we meet again....
Tomorrow is yet another day for you to begin to become who you want to be. People use their past experiences, their upbringings or anything "external" to explain their behavior and shit, but the truth is that YOU have total control of yourself and YOU make every single decision in your life every single day. -Berge GarabedianTo say you think this way or act this way because it is the way you were "brought-up" is a bunch of bull. You have your own "brain" and your own "thoughts"... you are the only one that can make yourself who you are.
Unless governments move quickly to combat gender bias in subsistence economies, rapid population growth will continue unabated. To date, however, far more emphasis has been put on curtailing women's fertility than on improving their health and productivity.
If women in subsistence economies are the major suppliers of food, fuel, and water for their families, and yet their access to productive resources is declining, then more people will suffer from hunger, malnutrition, illness, and loss of productivity.
Investing in women is the fastest way
(The first person to get the correct answer will win an all paid trip to my side bar under "Weekly Blog Winner")
Two part question... must answer both correctly!
What Singer-songwriter, who took home five Grammys with her break-out debut, Come Away With Me, is the daughter of what equally accomplished musician and onetime Beatles guru?
Until we meet again....
"I think it is a horrible idea that you are going to stop writing regarding the war. I come to your site almost everyday and enjoy your thoughts and spunk. You say you do not understand this war, but who really does? It will be a great shame if you stop writing about your feelings of the war. Do not let one soldiers outlook on the war be your demise."
"It is your God given right to oppose anything you want to oppose. If you want to oppose the war, you have that right. Do not stop your writing. This would be a shame to all that read you."
"There are always those who feel they have to justify what they write. You do not. You have said time and time again that you always have to justify yourself. Get over it! You are an American and your right to Freedom of Speech is yours. Having been a soldier, I do not support this war. You of all people know this. *****, you shouldn't do this. Do not give up on your writing. Tammi and I love your site! The men and women who read your journal do not know how lucky they are. To know you is an honor and to read your works is a privilege. - "Ben"
"It's about time you decided to have a decent post. Your bitching about the best President ever has really gotten to be annoying. Screw you and screw those who agree with you. B-I-T-C-H!"
I WILL NOT BE WRITING ANYMORE REGARDING THIS WAR...Sgt Hook was interviewed yesterday on WTIC News Talk 1080. After listening to his interview... I feel that I cannot justly write about something I really do not understand. I am not there, in Iraq, to know exactly what is going on and I am sure our media "blows" a lot of it out of proportion. I know there is good being done there... all we hear of is the bad.I encourage each of you to listen to the interview,
Oh... and Sgt... it was good to hear your voice!
(It's always nice to put a voice with the writer)
"Most of my relatives prefer their cranberries in cranberry sauce or cranberry bread, but Thanksgiving for me is a time for loading up on cranberry schnapps." General Lee Moody- Cusson, Minnesota
Home for Thanksgiving
He meticulously checked his team's weapons, just as he always did. Two of the seven were pissed off but cleaning their M-4 carbines nonetheless. He wasn't considered the most poplular, but he was thorough. He then checked the vehicles. Three up-armored hummers riddled with pock marks from IED shrapnel. At his displeasure, two more soldiers scrambled to find a fuel can to top off their vehicle.
Gottdamned complacency was setting in, he thought to himself, a knot forming in his stomach, he spat on the desert floor just before walking to the CP for an update while his team squared away the deficiencies he had found. "Get your shit together gottdammit, I'll be back in five and you'd better be tight," he had barked. They were good kids. Kids, he thought, he was only a few years older than them himself at 26.
He stepped into the CP for the brief from the S2. This was their third convoy this week and their 113th since arriving in country some 8 months ago. Three of the seven had been with him from the start. They had lost two to IEDs, one fatal and one bad enough to buy a ticket home. Another of the original seven went and got himself promoted and now had his own team. They often passed each other on the road heading in opposite directions. The fourth left on emergency leave and never came back.
He sat in his seat, staring out the window as the trees went by at a rapid pace. "Mom," he asked, "when are we gonna get there?"
"In just a few minutes honey," she answered stealing a glance in the rearview mirror. "Are you excited to pick up your sister from school?"
"Yeah mom, cause I wanna go buy the Turkey for dad for when he comes home for Tanksgiving," the four year old with sandy blonde hair and bright blue eyes strapped into his car seat matter-of-factly answered.
She smiled, almost unable to contain herself. She too was excited.
He smiled at the sight of his team standing at rigid attention in front of their hummers, weapons at the position of present arms as he approached. OK smart asses, let's get to the brief. He shared with his team the intel he got from the 2. He went over procedures for contact as he always did, the more seasoned members his team rolling their eyes as they always did. "Let's go," he quietly yet firmly said. They climbed into their chariots under the roar of two CH47 Chinook helicopters passing overhead.
She was frustrated with the traffic trying to get on base. The gate guard was checking every driver's ID causing the line of cars to move at a snail's pace.
Traffic was unusally light on the road. From the lead vehicle he keyed the mic, "keep your eyes peeled for anything suspicious, my spidey sense is up today."
"And why should today be different from any other day spidey?" came over the radio in a tinny encrypted voice, followed by a few chuckles. He looked at his driver who was beaming from ear to ear. "You leaving tomorrow on R&R sarge?" the driver asked without taking his eyes off of the road ahead.
"Yeah," he said wiping the sweat dripping down from beneath his kevlar helmet.
She tipped the commissary bagger two bucks she really couldn't afford, buckeld the kids into their seats, and slid behind the wheel of their SUV, her skirt hiking up exposing her shapely left thigh. A thigh that longed for his touch. A thigh she missed feeling his hand on as he fell asleep next to her. A thigh she covered pulling her skirt back over while closing the heavy door.
The explosion lifted the right rear of his vehicle into the air, flipping the hummer onto its left side.
The crash slammed her head into the steering wheel. An old red pick-up truck had slammed into the SUV's rear as she was backing out of the parking spot. She immediately checked on the kids thanking God they were alright, albeit crying loudly. She took a second to collect her thoughts noticing blood trickling down her cheek.
He immediately checked on his driver cursing his death but not pausing a second, struggling to free himself from the half-overturned vehicle as bullets struck the now exposed underbelly. He could taste the salt of his own blood as he began kicking out the windshield. Squeezing through the frame where the windshield had once been, he rolled onto the ground keeping the hood of the truck to his right for cover, his M-4 in hand he immediately started returning fire. His heart and mind were in a horse race as he fought the enemy and the urge to get up and run to his trail vehicles to check on his soldiers.
He yelled, "mommy! mommy! mommy! what happened?" She wiped the blood from her forehead and unbuckled he and his sister, leading them from the SUV to the shade of a nearby tree, comforting her scared children with words of reassurance, "It's OK babies, just a little accident."
He low crawled from his upturned hummer to the second vechicle where both occupants had dismounted and taken up defensive positions fiercely engaging the enemy with all they had. He cut off a scream as the burn of a 7.62mm AK47 round struck his left thigh. "You guys alright?" he yelled over the report of automatic weapons fire. He was answered with a quick pair of nods. "Cover me!" he yelled and stood up to run to vehicle number three.
He held tightly to his mom, not understanding what had happened. His 7-year old sister attempted to comfort her little brother with words and a hug.
He fell to the ground partly from the pain in his thigh, and partly from the explosion of vehicle number three as a rocket propelled grenade slammed into it killing three of his men. His heart broke just before a bullet struck his right shoulder shattering the bones within. "Sarge!" he heard from behind him as another explosion sand-blasted his face. Rolling to his right, he winced in pain, desperately trying to pull the trigger. He barely felt yet another hot round hit his left foot as he faded out of consciousness.
She layed in bed with their daughter on her left, their son on her right, all wearing one of daddy's flannel shirts, each pretending he was hugging them with arms of the shirt. She kept their minds off of the events of earlier with planning daddy's welcome home Thanksgiving dinner just a few days away. Her heart warmly swelled as their children giggled and smiled and anticipated trading in their flannel shirts for real hugs. As did she.
His eyes closed, drifting off to dream world. His sister had already fallen alseep. She was dozing herself as David Letterman came to an end when the ring of the doorbell startled her. She nervously walked down the steps wrapped in his flannel shirt and peered out of the peep hole in the locked door. Her legs buckled and she fell to the floor at the sight of an Army officer and a Chaplain standing outside under the porch light dressed in their green class 'A' uniforms adorned with medals and such.
The Army officer and Chaplain awash in the porch light could hear her wailing through the door, "but he was supposed to be home for Thanksgiving in just three days."
What are you thankful for this Thanksgiving? Sgt Hook out
"Why are you not writing more about the affairs of our government? You really should. I have read your comments at Political Notio's and your comments are really well written and right on the money. I keep coming back hoping you have written something other than about your son. There is nothing wrong with this, I just would like to read your views a little more."
Thanks to everyone who read with comment, those who read without comment and those who read and post their comments via email to me.
Talk About Not Having an Exit Strategy... Sorry, I couldn't resist!!!!
I have been blessed to have had men in my life that could cook. My husband is an EXCELLENT cook. Everything he makes is superb. My high school sweet heart is now a "Big Time" chef in Atlanta... he is also a gay, witch (but that's another story). I dated a soldier that could cook up anything mouth watering delicious. My best friend "Ben" can grill a mean "steak".
Gee whiz, I'm getting hungry!
I never knew George Clooney was a Kentucky boy!
You know "Dick" is the perfect name for this man...
Murtha has the Bush administration in fear... I do believe... In fear that America may be listening and agreeing with this war vet.
"He's a good man, a Marine, a patriot Â and he's taking a clear stand in an entirely legitimate discussion," Cheney told the American Enterprise Institute, a conservative think tank. Cheney, who represented Wyoming in the House of Representatives in the 1980s, called Murtha "my friend and former colleague."
Bush and other administration officials toned down their criticism, fearful of a backlash in support of Murtha. Bush on Sunday called Murtha "a fine man" and longtime supporter of the military.
PLEASE...SAY IT ISN'T SO...
I am in LOVE with Simon Cowell and yes... I am in the closet American Idol fan... If Simon leaves the show... it will not be the same...
Now I shall go to bed in tears....
Until we meet again....
Go and vote for your favorite Bloggers...
My personal favorites...
Military Blogger... Sgt Hook ... agree or disagree with the man... he is a wonderful writer.
Young Wisdom, Humor and Sass goes to... Alice: In Wonderland or Not
I could go on but I don't want to give each of you BIG HEADS... Although the ones I mentioned above... their heads are probably about to explode... :) LOL!!!
I hope you all know you are all winners in my book!!!!
Although I HATE TO DO THIS... I have to give a little...just a little credit to Bush for trying to lower a little of the "hellish" heat that has been stirred.
Bush came to the defense of Murtha, the hawkish congressman who has been denounced by Republicans for advocating withdrawal. Bush's own spokesman had compared the combat-decorated Vietnam veteran to war critic-movie producer Michael Moore and suggested Murtha was counseling surrender to terrorists.
On Sunday, Bush called Murtha a "fine man and a good man."
"I know the decision to call for the immediate withdrawal of our troops by Congressman Murtha was done in a careful and thoughtful way," the president said. "I disagree with his position." Murtha told NBC's "Meet the Press" on Sunday he hoped the administration would take his proposal seriously and the president would "get a few of us to the White House and talk to us about this very difficult problem which the whole nation wants to solve with a bipartisan manner."
Although I am not sure how sincere he really is...
"People should feel comfortable about expressing their opinions about Iraq," Bush said, three days after agreeing with Vice President Dick Cheney that the critics were"reprehensible".
Read full story here.
Thanks to Lizzy for the Blog-Roll over at Night Bird's Fountain!
Well... I must get off to my studies... fun, fun, fun!!!
Until we meet again....
Silverman has a gift for inspiring absurdly instructive public controversy. Her most notorious fiasco occurred in 2001, when she told a joke on Late Night With Conan O'Brien that unapologetically hinged on the word "chink." This summer, she got into trouble in a venue that was supposed to be trouble-proof: The Aristocrats, a documentary that challenged 100 comedians to offend its audience as ingeniously as possible. While most of the comics went straight for the "piss-sh*t-suck-f*ck" paradigm, which very quickly became about as offensive as a newborn koala, Silverman turned the old-school joke against an iconic old-schooler. She implied, via an emotionally supercharged soliloquy full of loaded pauses, that she had been sexually abused by the 79-year-old show-business institution Joe Franklin. At the end, she looked straight into the camera and said, dead seriously, "Joe Franklin raped me" an anti-punch line that completely paralyzed the theater I was at. Instead of laughing, we were all stuck trying to decide whether this was some new species of joke or just plain old slander. When Franklin threatened to sue soon after the movie was released ("I didn't like the nature of that wisecrack"), it made the joke strangely better. Silverman was the only comic in the film who met the challenge of the joke: She pushed it too far.Okay I lied... I have to throw this in...
In the Bush administration "the negation of truth is so systematic. Dishonest accounting, willful scientific illiteracy, bowdlerized federal fact sheets, payola paid to putative journalists, 'news' networks run by right-wing apparatchiks, think tanks devoted to propaganda rather than thought, the purging of intelligence gatherers and experts throughout the bureaucracy whose findings might refute the party line -- this is the machinery of mendacity...The point here is not the hypocrisy involved, though that is egregious. The point is the downgrading of truth and honesty from principles with universal meaning to partisan weapons to be sheathed or drawn as necessary. No wonder the Bush administration feels no compunction to honor the truth or seek it; it conceives truth as a tactic, valuable only insofar as it is useful against one's enemies." Russ RymerRock & Roll:
On Monday, the rare cache of Dylan poems goes on the auction block in Christie's Rockefeller Center location, with an anticipated value of $60,000 to $80,000. It's the top item in a rock and pop memorabilia auction that also features a medallion worn by Jimi Hendrix at the 1967 Monterey Pop Festival, rare lyrics written by Jim Morrison and an assortment of Beatles' items.Wow... how great would this be to own one of the rare cache of Dylan poems... or to even own some of the "bling, bling" Hendrix wore... I would do anything to own a piece of paper Morrison wrote his lyrics own... the Beatles' were great musicians but I am not a huge fan like most...so who ever wants their items... they can have them (I will not be excepting hate mail for this comment).
Differences over policy on the Iraq war ignited an explosion of angry words and personal insults on the House floor yesterday when the chamber's newest member suggested that a decorated war veteran was a coward for calling for an immediate withdrawal of U.S. troops.This pisses me off more than the following words can ever say... I wish I had been there... this "newest member" needs a fat lip and so does the "officer" who asked her to send congress a message. If they think he is a coward then all of the following links are cowards too... I dare for this "newest member" and "officer" to call these heroes cowards... Go ahead... look them in the eye and say it! I didn't think so....
Brilliant man... enough said.
Murtha galvanized the debate as few others could have. He is a 33-year House veteran and former Marine colonel who received medals for his wounds and valor in Vietnam, and he has traditionally been a leading Democratic hawk and advocate of military spending.
...It was past 10 p.m. when Murtha addressed a relatively subdued House. Hunter's resolution "is not what I envisioned" because it avoids a broader debate of the war, which "is not going as advertised," Murtha said. "The American people are way ahead of us" in wanting a strategy to bring the troops home, he added. "It's easy to sit in your air-conditioned offices and send them into battle."
*Sgt Hook has written up an interesting post... There are always two sides to every story and he has proven one of those sides... Although, I still have a hard time excepting the fact that all soldiers are for this war. Several of the ones I know are not in favor or will not say. Who's right and Who's wrong? Is there really a Who's right and Who's wrong when it comes to supporting this war? Is there really a Who's right and Who's wrong when it comes to supporting our troops? Will the I'm right... Your wrong... war ever end? Who knows!!!!
*Found a blogger I really like... Pia Savage with her blog Courting Destiny . Check her out... very good writer and great thoughts...
*Found another penny today... I didn't pick it up... I thought I would let some other person get a little lucky...
*I really need to stop swearing... My son has picked up the "sh*t" word... I am so embarrassed. I guess the little guy does listen to everything I say... I am so ashamed... I have to break him of this rant of "sh*t, sh*t" as he toddles around the house... I'm a baaaadddd mommy... I guess I am the one that needs to stand in the corner... am I grounded?
Well guys and gals... I am totally out of creativity and any thoughts... I think I will call it an early night... Sweet Dreams....
Until we meet again...
"Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
Go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of Heaven,
You can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgment day,
On the bloody morning after...."
"Almost three years ago we went into Iraq to remove what we were told -- and what many of us believed and argued -- was a threat to America. But in fact we now know that Iraq did not have weapons of mass destruction when our forces invaded Iraq in 2003. The intelligence was deeply flawed and, in some cases, manipulated to fit a political agenda."
"The world desperately needs moral leadership from America, and the foundation for moral leadership is telling the truth."
"While we can't change the past, we need to accept responsibility, because a key part of restoring America's moral leadership is acknowledging when we've made mistakes or been proven wrong -- and showing that we have the creativity and guts to make it right."
"The argument for going to war with Iraq was based on intelligence that we now know was inaccurate. The information the American people were hearing from the president -- and that I was being given by our intelligence community -- wasn't the whole story. Had I known this at the time, I never would have voted for this war."Lies of men will make this country weaker. Honest men who acknowledge their mistake make this country stronger... An honest man is a hell of a lot sexier than a man full of poo!
"George Bush won't accept responsibility for his mistakes. Along with Dick Cheney and Donald Rumsfeld, he has made horrible mistakes at almost every step:
failed diplomacy; not going in with enough troops; not giving our forces the equipment they need; not having a plan for peace.
Because of these failures, Iraq is a mess and has become a far greater threat than it ever was. It is now a haven for terrorists, and our presence there is draining the goodwill our country once enjoyed, diminishing our global standing. It has made fighting the global war against terrorist organizations more difficult, not less."
"What is success? I don't think it is Iraq as a Jeffersonian democracy. I think it is an Iraq that is relatively stable, largely self-sufficient, comparatively open and free, and in control of its own destiny.
A plan for success needs to focus on three interlocking objectives: reducing the American presence, building Iraq's capacity and getting other countries to meet their responsibilities to help."
"First, we need to remove the image of an imperialist America from the landscape of Iraq. American contractors who have taken unfair advantage of the turmoil in Iraq need to leave Iraq. If that means Halliburton subsidiary KBR, then KBR should go. Such departures, and the return of the work to Iraqi businesses, would be a real statement about our hopes for the new nation.
We also need to show Iraq and the world that we will not stay there forever. We've reached the point where the large number of our troops in Iraq hurts, not helps, our goals. Therefore, early next year, after the Iraqi elections, when a new government has been created, we should begin redeployment of a significant number of troops out of Iraq. This should be the beginning of a gradual process to reduce our presence and change the shape of our military's deployment in Iraq. Most of these troops should come from National Guard or Reserve forces.
That will still leave us with enough military capability, combined with better-trained Iraqis, to fight terrorists and continue to help the Iraqis develop a stable country.
Second, this redeployment should work in concert with a more effective training program for Iraqi forces. We should implement a clear plan for training and hard deadlines for certain benchmarks to be met. To increase incentives, we should implement a schedule showing that, as we certify Iraqi troops as trained and equipped, a proportional number of U.S. troops will be withdrawn.
Third, we must launch a serious diplomatic process that brings the world into this effort. We should bring Iraq's neighbors and our key European allies into a diplomatic process to get Iraq on its feet. The president needs to create a unified international front."
"Too many mistakes have already been made for this to be easy. Yet we must take these steps to succeed. The American people, the Iraqi people and -- most important -- our troops who have died or been injured there, and those who are fighting there today, deserve nothing less."I take these words to heart... Too many mistakes have been made and we do need to take these steps to make this situation right. Everyone involved in this war... be it if they are here or there... are worthy of the above statement. We do "deserve nothing less"....
"America's leaders -- all of us -- need to accept the responsibility we each carry for how we got to this place. More than 2,000 Americans have lost their lives in this war, and more than 150,000 are fighting there today. They and their families deserve honesty from our country's leaders. And they also deserve a clear plan for a way out."Our soldiers and their families should NEVER be forgotten. They do deserve a "clear plan"... as do we all.
How funny is the above pic... "Two peas in pod"...
Until we meet again....
cartoon by Mo Paul
Keep coming back...Democracy works!
by Alan Bisbort
Nov. 5, 2005 / HARTFORD (apj.us) / Welcome to the first meeting of Republicans Anonymous. I'll be your monitor for this session. Before we start, though, I'd like to say, wow, there sure are a lot of you here today in the Astrodome...what's that? Two high school gyms in the area are also packed to the rafters, watching by closed circuit TV? Incredible! And a simulcast in Spanish is being piped down to Argentina? Hey, this is better than the PTL Club before the hairspray fumes got to Tammy Faye. We didn't even have to advertise. We just told a couple of ex-Enron execs' ex-wives down at the homeless shelter about it yesterday morning and I guess that's all it took.
It strikes me that you're all here today because you no longer want to be republicans. But, for whatever reasons, you are afraid to take those first steps away from the party of corporate thugs, common criminals, perjurers, inside-traders, cat killers, racists, misogynists, money launderers, treasonists, pedophiles, wife beaters, hypocrites, and other assorted major league axeholes.
Fear not, my friends. The diehard Republican is, at his/her core, a bully and a wanker and a bullywanker. Show him some spine and he is reduced to twitching like a bug sprayed with Raid, spewing stuff about Vince Foster and the Clintons, whining like Dr. Bill Frist, seeking comfort in Big Gulps filled with OxyContin, or, in the case of Bill O'Reilly, turning to phone sex, even with his own wife who refuses to have any other kind of sex with him.
One of the most common reasons I've heard from women who are recovering Republicans is that you are afraid of your husbands' reactions when they find out you've switched sides. Two words of advice: withhold sex. No matter how hopped up on Viagra he is, no matter how many Libby Dole pin-up calendars he's gazed at, do not give it up. Chances are you've secretly loathed him all these years you've been married to him and been forced to listen to all those horrible unsolicited soliloquies about liberals and Chelsea Clinton. Get out of that sick relationship. NOW. Rather than dwell on the past, and the reasons for not having made this leap of faith sooner, let's concentrate on the present and future. To that end, Republicans Anonymous has come with its own 12 Steps that can help guide your footsteps.
Step 1: I admit that my life has become unmanageable due to my powerlessness over my untreated and chronic Republicanism.
Step 2: I believe that a power greater than Republicanism, alternately called facts and truth, can restore me to sanity.
Step 3: I have made a decision to turn my will and my life over to facts and truth.
Step 4: I have made a searching and fearless moral inventory of the Republican Party, and found it to be despicable and without any redeeming values whatsoever.
Step 5: I am admitting, in front of all these thousands of other anonymous Republicans, that I was wrong and deluded, and I am now sick and tired of the fear and the shame and the HIDING from my better instincts.
Step 6: I am entirely ready to have the impeachment process remove all the defects of character possessed by the Demon Republicanism.
Step 7: I humbly ask the people of the world who are not Republicans to forgive me and help me remove this terrible stain upon my character.
Step 8: I began to compile a list of all the people that my Republicanism has harmed and then gave up because I realized it has harmed all 6 billion people on the planet and I'd get writer's cramp trying to write all of their names down and, besides, the names from India and Solomon Islands are really hard to spell.
Step 9: I resolve to make amends to all of them, somehow.
Step 10: I will continue to monitor my latent Republicanism, knowing that, like all addictions, it may never fully leave me and thus I must be vigilant to catch myself before I start thinking like Newt Gingrich or one of those other helmet-haired white pundits who will be forgotten five minutes after the dirt and sod is kicked over their miserable bones.
Step 11: I have sought through meditation on the U.S. Constitution to improve my conscious contact with Democracy, as the forefathers designed it.
Step 12: I will try to carry this message to other Republicans and to use the newfound principles of facts and truth to counter the delusional race-baiting and fear-mongering that divides people rather than brings them together.
Keep coming back. Democracy works!
Gee Whiz... What was I thinking?!?!
I wasn't the only one who had the big hair and tight rolled pants...
...I know you are out there...
Until we meet again...
I have to say that I am getting annoyed more and more by stupid people. Especially when it comes to naming their children. I have three incidences that truly "boggle my mind".
1) My mother is an elementary school teacher. The stories I hear from her are so unbelievably idiotic and scary. It amazes me that some people are able to be parents. For example: Every year before school starts the teachers get a list of the children's names that are going to be in their class that year. On my mother's list there were some far out names but nothing like one child's name. His name was pronounced Shatheed... BUT... spelt SHITHEAD. Who in their right mind would spell their child's name S-h-i-t-h-e-a-d? This parent needs to be strung up by their toenails and beaten with a wet noodle.
2) My best friend is also a teacher. A very similar story... she had twin girls in her class... their names were pronounced Reginna and Veginna... BUT... spelt Ragina and VAGINA. Oh my goodness... VAGINA... The parent of this child should have every last pubic hair pulled out individually with a set of scalding hot tweezers.
3) I heard this story from my boss (don't know how true this is). A lady was registering her child for kindergarten. The individual helping this parent register asked her how she pronounced the child's name. The parent stated "FaMolly". The individual then proceeded to ask where did she get the name. The parent stated "The hospital named her for me. They wrote it on her hospital arm bracelet". The child's name was spelt FEMALE. Now this parent should be dropped on her head several more times and then tossed around and then dropped on her head some more.
Is our society this stupid? How can people get away with "scarring" their children for life just because they are so ignorant? Boggling... isn't it?
Oh... and don't even get me started on celebrity baby names. 1. Moon Unit (Frank and Gail Zappa)2. Fifi Trixibelle (Paula Yates and Bob Geldof)3. Satchel (Mia Farrow and Woody Allen)4. Apple (Gwyneth Paltrow and Chris Martin)5. Daisy Boo (Julia and Jamie Oliver)6. Rumer (Demi Moore and Bruce Willis)7. Peaches (Paula Yates and Bob Geldof)8. River (Arlyn and John Phoenix)9. Rocco (Madonna and Guy Ritchie)10. Nell Marmalade (Helen Baxendale and David Eliot)11. Maddox (adopted by Angelina Jolie)12. Tiger Lily Heavenly Hirani (Paula Yates and Michael Hutchence)13. Dweezil (Frank/Gail Zappa)14. Brooklyn (Victoria/David Beckham)15. Eugenie (Sarah Ferguson/Prince Andrew)16. Zowie (Angie and David Bowie)17. Rolan (Gloria Jones and Marc Bolan)18. Phoenix Chi (Mel C and Jimmy Gulzar)19. Coco (Courtney Cox and David Arquette)20. Romeo (Victoria and David Beckham)
What ever happened to George, Jane, Henry, Linda, Ann, William, James, Bob, etc?
Until we meet again....
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...a visit this fall to the Bethesda school by recruiters had parents firing off frantic missives on the school listserv. They demanded to know exactly what recruiters were doing on campus and why the parents had not been told in advance. Goodwin was puzzled.
Recruiters "have been allowed on campus for as long as I can remember," Goodwin said. "But maybe people are more sensitive about it now because of the war."
But the military is spreading its own word -- about the benefits of a career in the armed services. This month, the Pentagon launched a $10 million marketing campaign aimed at encouraging parents to be more open to allowing their children to enlist. Although officials say the effort is not tied to growing antiwar sentiment, the commercials feature kids broaching the topic of enlistment with apprehensive parents and urge mothers and fathers to make it a "two-way conversation."Regardless if the parents of the high school or college age students try to protect their children from the "military" (sounds so crazy) it is really a great option for a lot of young men and women. With all great things there are risk. You can't keep your children in a "hole" forever. If "spreading their wings" means joining the military neither you or anyone can stop them from making that decision. At least the recruiters can lead them in a good direction.
Still, these are different times. With the Army having difficulty meeting recruiting goals and rumors about a draft continuing to circulate on the Internet, people are anxious.
What I am getting out of all of this is... it was okay to talk to "my child" when there was no war... but sense there is a war going on now... don't talk to "my child". So, parents are saying... "let it be someone else's child but not mine." If this continues... there possibly may be a draft. Like it or not WE have to have a military and the recruiters are doing their jobs to insure a secure future for us all.Read the full story "Military Faces Parental Counterattack".