I have been hearing about this damn epidemic. An obesity epidemic. Now, I feel that the word is a bit over-dramatic. An epidemic is something bad. Super bad. Super Fantastically HORRIBLY bad. By calling a herd of fat people an epidemic you are taking away from MILLIONS of people who died from the Black Plague, Bubonic Plague, Smallpox, Polio etc. Can we really compare fat people to millions who suffered and died from horrible diseases?
This may seem like a non sequiter but i happen to live in an apartment building. I notice that people who live on the second floor are constantly taking the elevator. How lazy are you??? You can't walk down or up 10 freaking stairs? Are you kidding me?
These are the same people that are complaining about this 'epidemic'. The same people who are forever bitching about their weight and health problems. Healthy people walk the ONE FLIGHT OF STAIRS.
I do understand about the whole metabolism thing. I feel bad for people who are trapped in a body that no matter how hard they try, fight against them. These people are a small percentage of the obese population. I have seen many over weight people eating at McDonald's, KFC, etc. How do you justify this? I have yet to see a diet that allows you to eat that crap and stay fit and healthy. Basically, I dont mind if you want to take the elevator one floor. Fine. Your laziness does not affect me.
You being on disability does. It takes my taxes to pay for you. It affects your children who will adapt to the same eating habits and perpetuate the cycle. That affects my child. He has already had his lunch stolen by some piggy in his class who was not happy with the cheezee-sugar-heart attack waiting to happen-lunch that his parents packed for him, he wanted MORE! And because he has 25 lbs (at 6 yrs old i might add) on my average sized son, he got what he wanted.
So here's my solution. You go on being obese. But you pay for your own medical junk that is related to your fatness. You pay for your own special chairs and shoes, rent etc. And you stop bitching about how hard it is to loose weight when you take the elevator one floor.
If you want to go on a diet or go to a gym, i have no problem sending my tax dollars your way. But until that happens, eat your joe louis' in the elevator. Be my guest.
Tuesday, January 30, 2007
Sunday, January 28, 2007
Pet Peeves #1
You know what drives me nuts?
People who feel the need to point out the obvious. Dont they realize they end up sounding like Rainman? I can see/hear/smell/taste that for myself! I am so grateful that you think I am such a huge moron that I need you to point things out to me like I am Helen Keller. People who constantly discuss the weather are in this category. I can see that it is snowing. It is January. In Canada. But thank you for telling me what the silly white stuff is! Here I thought all the angels were having a porn party.
Water is wet?
MacDonald's is bad for you?
Imagine my shock when standing in a line at a store and the person behind me comments on how slow the line is moving. Really? I thought that was the point to this line!
"The Amazing Line that NEVER Moves!" For only $2 you can experience this fantastic ride! It will astound you at how slow this line moves!
At work:
"did you put away the laundry?"
Do you see the laundry laying around? It is covering every available service? NO! Therefore, I must have put it away!
When my hydro got cut off a few years back: "Did you not pay your bill?"
No, I just like to remind of myself of simpler times. I requested that it be shut off so I could experience what my great great grandparents went through. Brings me back to my roots.
Am I the only one who gets frustrated by this?
People who feel the need to point out the obvious. Dont they realize they end up sounding like Rainman? I can see/hear/smell/taste that for myself! I am so grateful that you think I am such a huge moron that I need you to point things out to me like I am Helen Keller. People who constantly discuss the weather are in this category. I can see that it is snowing. It is January. In Canada. But thank you for telling me what the silly white stuff is! Here I thought all the angels were having a porn party.
Water is wet?
MacDonald's is bad for you?
Imagine my shock when standing in a line at a store and the person behind me comments on how slow the line is moving. Really? I thought that was the point to this line!
"The Amazing Line that NEVER Moves!" For only $2 you can experience this fantastic ride! It will astound you at how slow this line moves!
At work:
"did you put away the laundry?"
Do you see the laundry laying around? It is covering every available service? NO! Therefore, I must have put it away!
When my hydro got cut off a few years back: "Did you not pay your bill?"
No, I just like to remind of myself of simpler times. I requested that it be shut off so I could experience what my great great grandparents went through. Brings me back to my roots.
Am I the only one who gets frustrated by this?
Friday, January 26, 2007
wil wheatons nipple ring
Jon and I watched one of the best 'B' movies I have ever seen last night. Python.
Right off the bat there are obviously some problems with this movie. On the case it says the snake is '60 feet of terror' and genetically engineered. In the movie it is 129 feet and was found in a forest in asia.
The director says its because the case and promo's were made before he got ahold of the script and decided to mix it up a bit.
Plot: A snake is found. Brought back. Plane crashes. Snake is loose. It eats then regurgitates all the people it can. It is eventually killed.
Of course there is more to it! Like the small town cop who wants to be an FBI agent. A very bad Casper Van diem with the worst southern accent I have ever heard. Two lesbians who boobies you get to see. The guy who played Freddy Krueger as the doctor who uses big words. And the comic relief!
Kenny the Closer, Wil Wheaton's hero. He is HILARIOUS! Jenny MacCarthy as a weird desperate housewife. She and Kenny have a super funny scene together.
And another cop. The funniest cop in the universe! He is a bumbling idiot.
Questions that are raised during this movie:
How does a 129 foot snake hide in a regular sized car garage?
Do snakes actually scream and yell like that?
Why, when being chased by a snake that big, do our hero and his girlfriend take time to put on their bicycle helmets before fleeing?
Why does Wil Wheaton have purple hair?
I suppose I shall live in limbo never knowing the answers to these. *sigh*
I am terribly excited with the knowledge that they have made a Python 2. The chances of me finding this movie are almost non-existent.
This movie followed the basic recipe for all good b movies.
Lesbian sex scene
Crazy weird monster that is impossible to kill
boobies
random unknown or little known actors
cheesy script
low budget
great soundtrack (something which we have not been able to figure out yet. How do these cheeseball movies get such awesome songs??)
Other mentionables:
Insecticidal~ geeky (but secretly hot girl) does a scientific experiment that goes horribly wrong unleashing giant bugs on a sorority house. (lesbian Boobies)
Cemetary Gates~ genetically engineered tasmanian devils get out of the lab and feast on some college students making a movie in a graveyard. (Boobies)
Sabre Tooth~ genetically engineered and bulimic (I shit you not) Sabre tooth tigers get loose on an island a la Jurassic Park and kill eveyone in sight. (Best bloody battle scene ever)
Anonymous Rex~ dinosaurs did not go extinct. They are walking amoung us with people disguises on. (Daniel Baldwin in a triceratops role. Funny script. Like Film Noir)
Sidekick~A geeky guy discovers his co-worker has powers and helps him discover the potential. Unfortunately the co-worker is a huge ass and uses his powers for evil. (Sadly, no boobies)
And last but not least:
Pterodactyl!
With Coolio in the starring role! Worst actor ever!
pterodactyl eggs stayed dormant in a mountain until a earthquake unleashes them. Coolio stars as a special ops army dude on the hunt for a rebel leader in the forest. There are college students who are looking for this mountain to study it for geological reasons. They pretty much all get eaten. All 60 people in this movie. Those are some damn hungry pterodactyls (There is side boob.)
If you are looking for a decent plot, script, acting, cgi etc. Don't watch these.
If you want cheesy gore and stupid laughs, please watch! I need more people to discuss these with.
Right off the bat there are obviously some problems with this movie. On the case it says the snake is '60 feet of terror' and genetically engineered. In the movie it is 129 feet and was found in a forest in asia.
The director says its because the case and promo's were made before he got ahold of the script and decided to mix it up a bit.
Plot: A snake is found. Brought back. Plane crashes. Snake is loose. It eats then regurgitates all the people it can. It is eventually killed.
Of course there is more to it! Like the small town cop who wants to be an FBI agent. A very bad Casper Van diem with the worst southern accent I have ever heard. Two lesbians who boobies you get to see. The guy who played Freddy Krueger as the doctor who uses big words. And the comic relief!
Kenny the Closer, Wil Wheaton's hero. He is HILARIOUS! Jenny MacCarthy as a weird desperate housewife. She and Kenny have a super funny scene together.
And another cop. The funniest cop in the universe! He is a bumbling idiot.
Questions that are raised during this movie:
How does a 129 foot snake hide in a regular sized car garage?
Do snakes actually scream and yell like that?
Why, when being chased by a snake that big, do our hero and his girlfriend take time to put on their bicycle helmets before fleeing?
Why does Wil Wheaton have purple hair?
I suppose I shall live in limbo never knowing the answers to these. *sigh*
I am terribly excited with the knowledge that they have made a Python 2. The chances of me finding this movie are almost non-existent.
This movie followed the basic recipe for all good b movies.
Lesbian sex scene
Crazy weird monster that is impossible to kill
boobies
random unknown or little known actors
cheesy script
low budget
great soundtrack (something which we have not been able to figure out yet. How do these cheeseball movies get such awesome songs??)
Other mentionables:
Insecticidal~ geeky (but secretly hot girl) does a scientific experiment that goes horribly wrong unleashing giant bugs on a sorority house. (lesbian Boobies)
Cemetary Gates~ genetically engineered tasmanian devils get out of the lab and feast on some college students making a movie in a graveyard. (Boobies)
Sabre Tooth~ genetically engineered and bulimic (I shit you not) Sabre tooth tigers get loose on an island a la Jurassic Park and kill eveyone in sight. (Best bloody battle scene ever)
Anonymous Rex~ dinosaurs did not go extinct. They are walking amoung us with people disguises on. (Daniel Baldwin in a triceratops role. Funny script. Like Film Noir)
Sidekick~A geeky guy discovers his co-worker has powers and helps him discover the potential. Unfortunately the co-worker is a huge ass and uses his powers for evil. (Sadly, no boobies)
And last but not least:
Pterodactyl!
With Coolio in the starring role! Worst actor ever!
pterodactyl eggs stayed dormant in a mountain until a earthquake unleashes them. Coolio stars as a special ops army dude on the hunt for a rebel leader in the forest. There are college students who are looking for this mountain to study it for geological reasons. They pretty much all get eaten. All 60 people in this movie. Those are some damn hungry pterodactyls (There is side boob.)
If you are looking for a decent plot, script, acting, cgi etc. Don't watch these.
If you want cheesy gore and stupid laughs, please watch! I need more people to discuss these with.
Thursday, January 25, 2007
How not hurting people can be so funny
I had to take a 2 day course for my job a couple of weekends back. The technical name is Non-Violent Crisis Prevention. Basically it is a way to not get hurt when some person decides they really really want to hurt you. After a bunch of hooey about respecting people's boundries and the stages people go through when they get pissy we got down to the fun part of attacking each other and trying to avoid being hurt.
My instructor said when being attacked or grabbed it is always a good idea to shout "boo!" or something loudly at your attacker to confuse and surprise them. I decided to take a different tactic for this.
I was in a front choke hold and I casually throw my hand across my partners face and say "These are not the droids you are looking for" I then proceed to start laughing like a loon. My instructor was not impressed and told me how, in exact detail, that would not work.
I then, in another choke hold, decided to narrate what i was doing.
"I lift my shoulders! I throw up my arms! I twist and get out!"
My instructor was not amused at this either.
We then had to role play some scenarios. As I have a hard time being serious in this kinda shit, i chose not to be one of the actors in this high school remeniscent drama.
I watched as a lovely girl (who was playing the role of a mentally disabled girl) decided to start shouting :"I am having an incident!"
The other player (also representing a mentally disabled person) shouted louder :"I am having an incident too!"
She replies :"My incident is bigger than yours!"
"No it's not!" he screamed "I have bigger incidents than you do all the time!"
By this time I am laughing so unbelievably hard that i could barely breathe. I mean snot running down my face and pee running down my leg laughing.
The instructor derided me for not taking this seriously. Still, I could not stop laughing.
"What is so funny about this?" She asks me.
"I have never seen anyone announce they were going ot have an incident. They pretty much just start with one."
"Well you have to be prepared for all scenarios" she says.
Really? Really? I never thought that working with disabled people I would need to be prepared for odd things to happen! Thank you so much for telling me something i managed to figure out in the first 10 minutes of my very first shift.
All in all, this course was pretty okay. Boring as worm spit, but the part where i got to man handle the wonderful piece of man meat i was partnered with was nice.
I have learned valuable lessons through that experience though:
-most people do not have a sense of humour
-my sense of humour seems to be walking a fine line between insanity and genuis
-when in a situation where i am having a punch thrown at my face, I dont think i am going to be able to stop. Think about my CPI training. Then act. I am pretty sure I will take the hit.
Then i will cry and go on disability. Which would be irony.
My instructor said when being attacked or grabbed it is always a good idea to shout "boo!" or something loudly at your attacker to confuse and surprise them. I decided to take a different tactic for this.
I was in a front choke hold and I casually throw my hand across my partners face and say "These are not the droids you are looking for" I then proceed to start laughing like a loon. My instructor was not impressed and told me how, in exact detail, that would not work.
I then, in another choke hold, decided to narrate what i was doing.
"I lift my shoulders! I throw up my arms! I twist and get out!"
My instructor was not amused at this either.
We then had to role play some scenarios. As I have a hard time being serious in this kinda shit, i chose not to be one of the actors in this high school remeniscent drama.
I watched as a lovely girl (who was playing the role of a mentally disabled girl) decided to start shouting :"I am having an incident!"
The other player (also representing a mentally disabled person) shouted louder :"I am having an incident too!"
She replies :"My incident is bigger than yours!"
"No it's not!" he screamed "I have bigger incidents than you do all the time!"
By this time I am laughing so unbelievably hard that i could barely breathe. I mean snot running down my face and pee running down my leg laughing.
The instructor derided me for not taking this seriously. Still, I could not stop laughing.
"What is so funny about this?" She asks me.
"I have never seen anyone announce they were going ot have an incident. They pretty much just start with one."
"Well you have to be prepared for all scenarios" she says.
Really? Really? I never thought that working with disabled people I would need to be prepared for odd things to happen! Thank you so much for telling me something i managed to figure out in the first 10 minutes of my very first shift.
All in all, this course was pretty okay. Boring as worm spit, but the part where i got to man handle the wonderful piece of man meat i was partnered with was nice.
I have learned valuable lessons through that experience though:
-most people do not have a sense of humour
-my sense of humour seems to be walking a fine line between insanity and genuis
-when in a situation where i am having a punch thrown at my face, I dont think i am going to be able to stop. Think about my CPI training. Then act. I am pretty sure I will take the hit.
Then i will cry and go on disability. Which would be irony.
Sunday, January 21, 2007
Evil Dead and why it should be mandatory in schools
So my friend Jon and I love B movies. We sat down last night to watch a classic. Evil Dead. This movie and the following 2 (Evil Dead 2 and Army of Darkness) are wonderful. Where else can you get gratuituous nudity, bad acting, possesed zombie like people and a moral all in one?
Ash, the hero of our story journeys on a path of self exploration in these movies. If you are ever to be trapped on a deserted island, here's a guy you want with you. In the second movie, this guy without any sterile equipment or pain killers cuts off his own arm!!!! To me, that is pretty badass. This should teach people to stop whining about every little malaise they have and stop clogging up the emergency room with such lowly complaints as tummy aches, rashes and headaches. Always keep it in perspective.
A cool drinking game for these movies. Anyone who has seen them will completely agree with me on this.
Every time Ash gets thrown into a shelf, take a drink. For a log cabin, this place seems to have an inordinate amount of shelves.
Every time someone does something horribly stupid (ie: runs into the haunted woods) you make the stupidest person in the room take a drink.
You can identify the food used for the gross parts? (Keep an eye on the usage of tapioca pudding) you take a drink. It makes an already sweet movie much more entertaining.
I could with my Liberal Arts diploma, tell you the sociological impact of this movie. With a LAD this is about all I can do, but I choose to watch this movie for the sheer joy of it. How often do you see a women get her clothes torn off by a possesed tree?
Ash, the hero of our story journeys on a path of self exploration in these movies. If you are ever to be trapped on a deserted island, here's a guy you want with you. In the second movie, this guy without any sterile equipment or pain killers cuts off his own arm!!!! To me, that is pretty badass. This should teach people to stop whining about every little malaise they have and stop clogging up the emergency room with such lowly complaints as tummy aches, rashes and headaches. Always keep it in perspective.
A cool drinking game for these movies. Anyone who has seen them will completely agree with me on this.
Every time Ash gets thrown into a shelf, take a drink. For a log cabin, this place seems to have an inordinate amount of shelves.
Every time someone does something horribly stupid (ie: runs into the haunted woods) you make the stupidest person in the room take a drink.
You can identify the food used for the gross parts? (Keep an eye on the usage of tapioca pudding) you take a drink. It makes an already sweet movie much more entertaining.
I could with my Liberal Arts diploma, tell you the sociological impact of this movie. With a LAD this is about all I can do, but I choose to watch this movie for the sheer joy of it. How often do you see a women get her clothes torn off by a possesed tree?
Saturday, January 20, 2007
The sociological impact of "i'm better"
At some point we have all met someone like this. If you haven't, chances are it's you.
That one person.....that one person who thinks that no matter what you are going through, what you have done, they have either done it better or bigger.
-I have a headache
you think THAT'S bad? Once I had a headache so bad that the doctor's thought i had a brain tumour
-I worked a lot this week
yeah tell me about it! I worked like 85 hours this week
-My car is broken and it is going to cost me $300 to fix it
OMG! you have no idea! My car broke once and it cost me $1500 to fix it!
Really? REALLY? How fascinating! Are you doing this to try and put things into perspective for me? Or are you trying to win some imaginairy contest that I am not aware of? What do you win? A pony? A life?
Because if this is a perspective thing...I got it. I know there are people out there worse off than me. I just need to vent. But if this is a contest! Well then!
I once had to spend $14000 to fix my car!
I worked 167 hours this week!
I had a headache so bad the doctors had to remove a PORTION OF MY BRAIN!
There! I WIN!
Now stop trying to top me!
That one person.....that one person who thinks that no matter what you are going through, what you have done, they have either done it better or bigger.
-I have a headache
you think THAT'S bad? Once I had a headache so bad that the doctor's thought i had a brain tumour
-I worked a lot this week
yeah tell me about it! I worked like 85 hours this week
-My car is broken and it is going to cost me $300 to fix it
OMG! you have no idea! My car broke once and it cost me $1500 to fix it!
Really? REALLY? How fascinating! Are you doing this to try and put things into perspective for me? Or are you trying to win some imaginairy contest that I am not aware of? What do you win? A pony? A life?
Because if this is a perspective thing...I got it. I know there are people out there worse off than me. I just need to vent. But if this is a contest! Well then!
I once had to spend $14000 to fix my car!
I worked 167 hours this week!
I had a headache so bad the doctors had to remove a PORTION OF MY BRAIN!
There! I WIN!
Now stop trying to top me!
Friday, January 19, 2007
definition
I am huge gigantic nerd and belong to a fan forum devoted to the tv show Heroes. Wonderful people over there! Anyway, one of them read my first post and expressed a somewhat surprised view at the term 'mommyblogger'.
Basically it is a bunch of bored lonely mothers (of children generally under the age of 6. Apparently, once they go to school they are no longer blog-worthy), who decide that world just NEEDS to know EVERY little detail about their child. The go into GRAPHIC detail of their child's lives. A lot of these women get so many hits that they advertise on their sites and make money off of this. One woman claims that her site allowed her husband to quit his job and they live solely on the income from her mommyblog site. Which recounts in disgusting detail every aspect of her childs life. If you want to know more I highly recommend going over to Violent Acres. That women has a hate on for these people and expresses it very eloquently.
The reason they think they are doing it:
- to help other mothers with any similar situations. Because asking your friends and family is just like, oh my God, sooooo embarassing. Or heaven help us if you pick up a book or ask your family doctor. We all know that mothers go to medical school and are adept at giving advice to women whose children they have never met.
-some feminism crap about uniting against 'the man'. If women start talking then they will realize how shitty they have it with their husbands. I wonder how many lesbian affairs are started through mommyblogging? Or the prospects of one?
"oh, hunny! your husband pays you and your child no attention? Baby, you come over here and I will eat things off of your happy fun place"
The real reason they are doing it:
-exploitation! They hope they will so informative, so interesting, so unbelievablly awesome, that they will be able to pay for all their crap with the profits from the pedophile-inducing ramblings. Every thing I could possible say about this disgusting practice would be a copy of Violent Acres opinion.
I obviously have no problem with blogs. In fact I have spent many an hour reading some hilarious shit on this thing they call the internet. But to invade your child's privacy by recounting to perfect strangers their intimate doings? Just becasue your kid is under your care they have no rights? Have these women asked their kids if they mind that all of their shit is going to be put on the internet? NO! Because 2 year olds can't understand that mommy needs to pay for that botox. And if a bunch of pedophiles are the ones clicking on the money links in order to see pictures of your kid? Only better! Maybe they can get those collagen injections they were looking at!
I am not trying to poo-poo regular moms who post about their kids for the family and friends to look at. I am griping on the ones who make a career out of it. To me it is no different than dressing your 3 year old daughter up like a hoochie and throwing her in one of those kiddie-meat markets, i mean beauty pagents.
I hope that answers your questions my little hawaiian friend.
Basically it is a bunch of bored lonely mothers (of children generally under the age of 6. Apparently, once they go to school they are no longer blog-worthy), who decide that world just NEEDS to know EVERY little detail about their child. The go into GRAPHIC detail of their child's lives. A lot of these women get so many hits that they advertise on their sites and make money off of this. One woman claims that her site allowed her husband to quit his job and they live solely on the income from her mommyblog site. Which recounts in disgusting detail every aspect of her childs life. If you want to know more I highly recommend going over to Violent Acres. That women has a hate on for these people and expresses it very eloquently.
The reason they think they are doing it:
- to help other mothers with any similar situations. Because asking your friends and family is just like, oh my God, sooooo embarassing. Or heaven help us if you pick up a book or ask your family doctor. We all know that mothers go to medical school and are adept at giving advice to women whose children they have never met.
-some feminism crap about uniting against 'the man'. If women start talking then they will realize how shitty they have it with their husbands. I wonder how many lesbian affairs are started through mommyblogging? Or the prospects of one?
"oh, hunny! your husband pays you and your child no attention? Baby, you come over here and I will eat things off of your happy fun place"
The real reason they are doing it:
-exploitation! They hope they will so informative, so interesting, so unbelievablly awesome, that they will be able to pay for all their crap with the profits from the pedophile-inducing ramblings. Every thing I could possible say about this disgusting practice would be a copy of Violent Acres opinion.
I obviously have no problem with blogs. In fact I have spent many an hour reading some hilarious shit on this thing they call the internet. But to invade your child's privacy by recounting to perfect strangers their intimate doings? Just becasue your kid is under your care they have no rights? Have these women asked their kids if they mind that all of their shit is going to be put on the internet? NO! Because 2 year olds can't understand that mommy needs to pay for that botox. And if a bunch of pedophiles are the ones clicking on the money links in order to see pictures of your kid? Only better! Maybe they can get those collagen injections they were looking at!
I am not trying to poo-poo regular moms who post about their kids for the family and friends to look at. I am griping on the ones who make a career out of it. To me it is no different than dressing your 3 year old daughter up like a hoochie and throwing her in one of those kiddie-meat markets, i mean beauty pagents.
I hope that answers your questions my little hawaiian friend.
Thursday, January 18, 2007
it comes every year
okay seriously!
What is with all these jackasses who are so impatient to get where they are that they endanger everyone around them by driving like a fucking moron??
This is Canada! We get snow! When there's snow, you have to sloooooooow down. Idiots.
Here's a clue: It's that fluffy annoying white shit that falls magically from the sky and makes the roads slippery!
Honking your horn at me to go faster (than even the posted speed limit i might add) will NOT make me go faster. Nor will it release fairies that will move my car out of the way. I drive for the conditions. Which is why I have not been in an accident yet and my insurance rates are dandy.
But please! If getting to the bar or your crackpipe is so important that you must drive like a douchebag, please hit me! I could use a newer nicer car.
While I am at it, I work 30 minutes away in good weather. My boss seems to have a hard time understanding that in bad weather, I may be late or not make it at all.
Guilt trips DO NOT:
~make my tires invincible
~get the snow plows out faster
~make other drivers follow the rules
~stop the trains
Guilt trips DO:
ANNOY THE HELL OUT OF ME!
And how was your night?
What is with all these jackasses who are so impatient to get where they are that they endanger everyone around them by driving like a fucking moron??
This is Canada! We get snow! When there's snow, you have to sloooooooow down. Idiots.
Here's a clue: It's that fluffy annoying white shit that falls magically from the sky and makes the roads slippery!
Honking your horn at me to go faster (than even the posted speed limit i might add) will NOT make me go faster. Nor will it release fairies that will move my car out of the way. I drive for the conditions. Which is why I have not been in an accident yet and my insurance rates are dandy.
But please! If getting to the bar or your crackpipe is so important that you must drive like a douchebag, please hit me! I could use a newer nicer car.
While I am at it, I work 30 minutes away in good weather. My boss seems to have a hard time understanding that in bad weather, I may be late or not make it at all.
Guilt trips DO NOT:
~make my tires invincible
~get the snow plows out faster
~make other drivers follow the rules
~stop the trains
Guilt trips DO:
ANNOY THE HELL OUT OF ME!
And how was your night?
My super fantastic first post!
Yes, yes.
Another blog, everyone run and tell all your friends.
Am I a 'mommyblogger'? God I certainly hope not. I do have a child, but unlike most mommybloggers I have read, I DO work, my life DOES NOT revolve around whether my child took a huge shit today or how cute he is and I HAVE A LIFE.
I just find that the weirdest things happen to me and everyone will find it horribly interesting. Or they won't and joke's on them for wasting their time reading about it.
I, in a terribly round about way, found Violent Acres site today and have spent the past 2 hours reading it. I think she and I were separated at birth.
I have her same disgust for these mommybloggers. EVERY single argument she has about them, I have the exact same. Reading about some 4 year olds exploits on a regular basis is intrusive to the kid and just downright boring. How the hell do these women make money off the site? How many pedophiles are paying for that lovely car they have in their garage? Do they even aknowlege that most of their fan base are probably kiddie porn lovers? That these dregs of scoeity just LOVE to read detailed stories about 6 year olds?
I have a 6 yr old. And though I may regale you with a story here or there, most of the verbal diarrhea on here will have nothing to do with him. Because I respect his privacy.
Anyway, on to a lovely haiku my friend Jon wrote about me. He is under the impression that when i coughed on him I gave him my flu.
She gave me this flu
Sickness! Thy name is woman!
Her name is Roberta.*
*My name is not roberta so settle down.
Another blog, everyone run and tell all your friends.
Am I a 'mommyblogger'? God I certainly hope not. I do have a child, but unlike most mommybloggers I have read, I DO work, my life DOES NOT revolve around whether my child took a huge shit today or how cute he is and I HAVE A LIFE.
I just find that the weirdest things happen to me and everyone will find it horribly interesting. Or they won't and joke's on them for wasting their time reading about it.
I, in a terribly round about way, found Violent Acres site today and have spent the past 2 hours reading it. I think she and I were separated at birth.
I have her same disgust for these mommybloggers. EVERY single argument she has about them, I have the exact same. Reading about some 4 year olds exploits on a regular basis is intrusive to the kid and just downright boring. How the hell do these women make money off the site? How many pedophiles are paying for that lovely car they have in their garage? Do they even aknowlege that most of their fan base are probably kiddie porn lovers? That these dregs of scoeity just LOVE to read detailed stories about 6 year olds?
I have a 6 yr old. And though I may regale you with a story here or there, most of the verbal diarrhea on here will have nothing to do with him. Because I respect his privacy.
Anyway, on to a lovely haiku my friend Jon wrote about me. He is under the impression that when i coughed on him I gave him my flu.
She gave me this flu
Sickness! Thy name is woman!
Her name is Roberta.*
*My name is not roberta so settle down.
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