Hmmm...

It's a sad day in America when the current French President is more of a man than the current American President.

Excuse me, but you've forgotten something...

Dear Mr. Blue Shirt in the WalMart Customer Service,

Just about an hour ago, i had the distinct privledge of seeing, first hand, your temper tantrum. It was a sight to behold. Your brown curls were bouncing all over the place as you demanded to be compensated for your time and effort after you forgot to pick up all of your bags from the check out. Clearly that wasn't your fault. i mean isn't that what they pay the cashier the big bucks to do? Pick up after grown men?

Why yes, yes it is.

You also were incredibly verbose as you 'dressed down' the cashier who had bagged your small items (no comment from me) as you had suggested and then, gasp, let you forget to pick up the small bag. What a nincompoop she was and i could tell that she really enjoyed and deserved you berating her. i bet you really felt like a man then. And you should've.

Oh..and by the way -have you heard the new radio commercials about becoming "That Man?"

Well, buddy...you have become "That Man" and quite frankly, you're a jerk.

Next time you go into the general public, you pompous ass, take your manners with you and don't at all berate, talk rudely or act the fool. You are presumably (by your body build and hairy forearms) a man. Act like one.

'Cause the next time i hear you talking stupid, i'm going to smack you with my purse.

Courage

Today, in Iran, a number..a huge number of people took to the streets to protest the recent vote in that country. They felt, according to what i've been reading, that the vote was rigged and that the current government should be defeated.

i have to admit that i don't know if the defeated candidate would be the best for Iran, perhaps he would be. i do know that the current administration needs to go.

However, this post is not to dispute or determine that subject.

What struck me is the passion of the people. They, according to their own statements, are ready to be beaten, struck down and die for what they believe is the right cause. They have taken to the streets - some have been fired on from the government - some have died already - and they are letting their voice be heard.

Good grief

Today my youngest sister graduates from high school.

i think i'm going to be sick.

It is not possible that she is old enough to go to college in the Fall. Someone must have the wrong records!



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ps. i'm listening to the Andrews Sisters station on slacker.com....
Just heard:

Sugar in the morning
Sugar in the evening
Sugar at suppertime
Be my little sugar and love this heart of mine.

And then it goes on...but i realized that i knew the entire song by heart and was singing along (yes, at work..i'm sure it was a treat for all).

How do i know that song? Am i that old? Maybe my Grandfather (lovingly called Pop-Pop) sing it to me? Who knows.

Odd.

Must be the weather

The Weekend.

This past weekend was one of the best i've had in a long time. i got so much done around my house and even with a migraine first thing on Saturday, i was able to enjoy it to the max.


One thing i did on Sunday was to visit the annual local World War II weekend, complete with re-enactors, 'villages' and an air show. Not to mention fair food and funnel cakes! It was a wonderful day.


It was also amazing, as one looked with eyes used to today's technology, how the equipment in the 40's was able to win anything. No seriously. The planes used to transport soldiers were basically flying tin boxes, the planes used for bombing and air fights were so tiny and slow, the tanks were slow and huge, the soldiers well equipped but with fight gear and ammunition that makes you really consider the harm they were in. There was none of this 'lock the enemy in the radar and shoot' business (and i'm not looking down on that) - it was more like 'shoot when you see the whites of their eyes.'


Whenever i'm confronted with past wars (and even the present goings on in the Persian Gulf), i am forever grateful for the Men and women who gave all so that we can be free. Don't get me wrong, it was a fun weekend and not at all gloomy - but the underlying truth is that if those folks wouldn't have laid down their lives to combat the Nazi regime, my very life would be totally different, and more than likely not in a good way.


So once again, i say a quiet and humble "Thank You" to those in the past and present who have served and are serving in our military. It is inadequate but it is totally sincere.

mmmmmmmmm Funnel cake.