This is My World

Has anyone noticed that the Republican arguments against the health care bill actually sound more intelligent than the Democrats arguments for?  Sheldon Whitehouse a Democrat from Rhode Island ran out of arguments and accused Republican supporters of being racist.  When he was confronted about his statement he basically said, “No, I didn’t.” That was a very Kindergarten argument.  When talking about the Republicans that opposed the health care mess he said,

And why? Why all this discord and discourtesy, all this unprecedented destructive action? All to break the momentum of our new young president.

They are desperate to break this president. They have ardent supporters who are nearly hysterical at the very election of President Barack Obama. The birthers, the fanatics, the people running around in right-wing militia and Aryan support groups, it is unbearable to them that President Barack Obama should exist. That is one powerful reason. It is not the only one.

While I’m sure “Aryan support groups” don’t like Obama being president, there are other people that don’t like it either.  I saw it in his eyes on the campaign trail that he was lying.  The only reasons he wanted to be President was for the money and free travel to take his wife out to dinner.  Now he’s a celebrity and rich for the rest of his life.  In the meantime, he’s breaking every one of his campaign promises and pushing for bills that are unconstitutional.  No American should be forced to buy health insurance from a private company.  That’s what this bill really does.  It doesn’t provide health insurance, it forces people to purchase it whether they can afford it or not.

So, to Mr. Sheldon Whitehouse, just because you feel guilty for being born white doesn’t mean that the rest of us have to feel the same.  Quit whining and find a better argument.

The next person I talk about may sue me for not being from Florida.  However, he’s being so childish about a website aimed at preventing him from being re-elected that I can’t help myself.

Alan Grayson is asking Attorney General Eric Holder to fine and imprison Angie Langley because she has a website called My Congressman is Nuts aimed at preventing Mr. Grayson’s re-election and does not live within his voting district.  Ms. Langley is guaranteed by her First Amendment right have her website say whatever she wants.  On the same note I have the same right to tell Mr. Grayson that if the truth hurts, he needs to quit whining and fix it.

Finally, if you don’t understand the United States Constitution and the Bill of Rights, you don’t need to serve in any political office in the U.S.

Have you heard about the snowball fight organized on Twitter?  Remember a detective brought a gun to it?  Anyway it amazes me that we live in a society that we can organize a snowball fight on Twitter, but our representatives in DC can’t figure out how to read a bill before they vote for it.  I highly doubt that Obama will read the 2000 or so page health care bill before he signs it either.

Here’s my idea.  If we can organize a snowball fight on Twitter, why not put the bills being debated in DC on Twitter and other social networking sites?  This way no one can complain that they didn’t get a chance to read it.  This would also solve the transparency issues.  Everyone in America would have a chance to read it before it is passed.

And for the record, no I don’t like the idea of being required to buy health insurance from a private company.  I feel that this is against the Constitution.  If the government can take away my choice in this matter, what’s next?

It’s cold here in Tell City, Indiana.  There’s snow coming down and melting.  I’ve been staying in Tell City lately.  So, when I got “home” from my grandma’s, I noticed a big mess as I pulled into my parking spot.  All four Tell City police cars including the K-9 Unit were across the street and two houses down from where I’ve been staying.

I sat in the car for a minute and noticed the police had two people laying on the ground in hand cuffs.  Remember what I said the weather was doing?  It is entirely too cold to have people laying on the ground.

Then, I decided to walk to the house so I can watch from private property.  So, shivering on the front porch, I watched as they questioned four people separately.  I couldn’t hear the questioning.  Then, Vince Leuke the Perry County News reporter/photographer pulled up.  At this point I realized that I had beat the local paper to the area.  However, I’m pretty sure the officers would tell me to leave if I tried to ask questions.  They all recognized Vince Leuke.  So, two officers appeared to fill him in and send him on his way.  Again, I was too far away to hear anything.

When they were finished with questioning and had everyone handcuffed, I could hear them trying to figure out the logistics of transporting three males and two females to the jail. This made me laugh.  One officer had to move stuff out of the back seat and another shouted, “I don’t care how we do this.”  Of course the K-9 Unit can’t actually transport people because the dog gets the back seat to himself.

When I heard one of them ask about a spot light, I chose to walk inside the house.  So, I filled in the other residents of this house on what was happening two houses down and across the street.  We walked back to the porch.  Then, I noticed a tow truck pulling up.  It was hooking onto a silver or gray car that I hadn’t spotted earlier.

That was the facts.  Next is my theory of what possibly happened.  It’s possible that it started as a routine traffic stop.  I think the original officer found a reason to search the car and called for backup.  With all five of them heading to jail, I think they found something illegal in the car.  We won’t know for sure until it comes out in Thursday’s paper.  As soon as I know, I’ll either add a comment to here or write another article about it.  This depends on how interesting it is.

“December 7, 1941, a day which will live in infamy.”

My entire life I have grasped concepts better than details.  However, until 9/11, December 7, 1941 was the only date in history that I could remember off the top of my head other than July 4, 1776.

The first I remember hearing about this day was during a conversation with my dad about how the Japanese had awakened a sleeping giant.  It was an attack against the American Navy base in Pearl Harbor, Hawaii.  This of course drug America into WWII.  The patriotic people of America understood that they were sending their young men overseas to fight so this didn’t happen again.  The American citizens did everything they could to support the war effort.

What happened to America after that?

Does anyone remember the next major attack on American soil?  I  do.  I was in Arkadelphia, Arkansas walking to my psychology class.  Then, I stopped at the college medical facility just in time to look at the television and see the second plane hit. Remember the video of Osama Bin Ladin taking responsibility for it? I do.  It angered me.  Remember?  September 11, 2001 was the reason we went to war in the middle east.  We were trying to prevent it from happening again.

By April 2002, I was in Navy boot camp.  I arrived in Monterey, California in June that year to witness a small group of VFW members protesting the fact that we were sending people overseas again.  Remember, we were sending people overseas to prevent another 9/11.

Since then, there have been many people opposed to having U.S. troops overseas.  Anymore it seems like you can’t even fly an American flag in America without offending someone.  About a week ago a WWII veteran’s neighbors told him it was against a neighborhood aesthetic ordinance to fly his American flag in his front yard.  By the way, this happened in an American neighborhood.  If I’m not mistaken, it was in the southeast somewhere.

Well, Americans in 1941 didn’t forget why their soldiers were overseas fighting.  Today it seems to me that Americans have forgotten why we’re in Afghanistan and why we’re trying to find Osama Bin Ladin.   Without a little bit of stability in that area, it can happen again.  The majority of countries in that area don’t like the U.S.  This includes Iran.  You know Iran, they’re trying to make nuclear weapons.  I wonder what they would do with a nuclear weapon when they made it? It would probably be worse than Pearl Harbor or 9/11.

I’ve recently been accused of insulting Obama too much and concentrating on what he’s doing wrong.   Let me tell you what’s going on in Washington DC right now.  Right now as I type this Obama in behind closed doors with Democrats ONLY discussing this controversial health care bill.  Where are the Republicans? They’re on Fox News explaining why with a bill so big they need to be included in on a discussion with the President about it.  Why is the president there and no Republicans invited? And where is this bipartisan change Obama promised?  Remember the first economic stimulus bill Obama passed? Why didn’t the republicans have a chance to read that?

For the record, I would like to have this sign in my front yard.

Occasionally in life you run into people who are adamant about wanting to ban all guns.  In my lifetime I have ran into quite a few who wish to ban all guns on the basis that too many children hurt themselves when they find a firearm in the house.  I’ve always felt that this issue falls back on responsible parenting.  Personally, I managed to survive childhood with an arsenal of loaded guns in my house.  Additionally, I had my own firearms by age 12 along with a large collection of knives.  Nevertheless, responsible parenting and my childhood are not good enough arguments for people who want to ban all guns.  So, today I ran across a statistic that may be a decent argument.

Did you know that swimming pools are responsible for more at-home childhood deaths than simply having loaded guns in the house?  The truth is that 1 in 11,000 children with a swimming pool at home will drown in it.  Only 1 in 1,000,000 children die as a result of having a firearm in the home.  That being said, am I the only one that has noticed that a lot of people who are anti-gun have swimming pools at home?  Seems to me that their children are more in danger than children growing up with firearms in the home.

Have you ever played Farmville on Facebook? It is the single most addicting game I have ever played in my life.  You have the ability to create a farm complete with fields, fruit trees, animals, various buildings and random junk.  It’s a fun game and I’m on Level 25.

As you play Farmville, there are certain thing that you can do and it gives you the option to publish it on your Facebook profile.  Today, I was about to go nuts with all the publications.  Really, I was just trying to organize my fields and trees a little better.  Two publications said that I fertilized my neighbor’s crops.  One said that I helped five neighbors with pulling weed and chasing of random wild animals.  It published that I made it to Level 25 and that I bought a Dairy Barn to milk cows quicker.  I found a new button that publicized that I planted new crops that needed fertilized.

Then, an ugly duckling showed up on my farm.  When stray animals show up on your farm, you have the option to put them up for adoption.  Yes, this is another publication.

As many people remember from childhood stories an ugly duckling gets made fun of until it turns into a beautiful swan.  In Farmville the reason one won’t stay on your farm when it shows up is that the other ducks are making fun of it.  I got to thinking about this today.  I have roughly 15 swans on my farm that started at Ugly Ducklings.  You would think that after that many, the ducks on my farm would figure out that the different color duck with big teeth will grow up to be a bigger bird than they are.  Yet they still make fun of the ugly ducklings.  Some ducks just never learn.

With all the talk lately about Obama’s Health Care bill, the “public-option,” and Government-run health care.  I thought I would take a few moments to share with you my experience with health care when the government puts their hands in it.

I have bumps on my arms.  They are NOT contagious because the person I share a bed with does not have them.  They are tiny red bumps that blister with clear fluid then pop and itch constantly.  It’s almost like chicken pox only smaller bumps and more itchy.   I don’t know if you know what it’s like to itch constantly for two weeks straight, but I can honestly say that it’s pure psychological torture.

So, after my most recent trip to the VA clinic in Evansville, I have decided that I have the qualifications to be a VA nurse practitioner.   This woman pulled out a big black book and compared the pictures in it to my arms.  She couldn’t find one that matched so she pulled out what looked like an anatomy text book to me and did the same thing.  After that didn’t help, she actually got on the internet and went to WebMD.

My thoughts were, “Really? I could have done this much at home.” Wouldn’t most doctor’s run tests to find out what is wrong?

After WebMD didn’t help her diagnose the bumps on my arm, she prescribed an antibiotic (which she and her nurse both called a steroid) and an antihistamine and sent me home.  She said if that didn’t clear it up she’d refer me to a dermatologist.

I took my last antibiotic (or steroid depending on who you ask) today and it didn’t clear up yet.  Needless to say, I’m not looking forward to the phone call tomorrow where I try to convince this woman to refer me to a dermatologist without me having to go to the Evansville clinic again.

I’m just saying, if it wasn’t for the love of my life, my knight in rusty armor with a bloody battle ax that probably needs sharpened, I would probably be off the deep end already.  I’m only 5′1″, the deep end of the swimming pool is probably not the safest place for short little me to be.

In case you haven’t noticed, it’s almost Halloween.  This year I decided to be a Catholic School Girl for Halloween.  To answer your question a grown woman is dressing up for Halloween to go to a bar with her boyfriend.  Not the point of this particular article.

So, back to where I was headed.  I consider myself to be an average size female with an extra large chest.  Basically, I’m not fitting into any costume in the store intended for a female.  So, I decided to get the pieces myself.

Everything was easy to find.  I even found a cute little plaid skirt that barely covers my tail end.  If I choose to bend over, everyone will see the cute little shorty shorts I picked out to cover everything up.  Not a big deal, I’m an adult around other adults.

The issue I have with this skirt is that it is in the Miley Cyrus line of clothing.  This means it was intended for a teenage girl to wear to school.   Really? Who would want their teenage daughter dressing in a skirt that her ass hangs out of?  I’m not a parent, but if you are I would suggest paying attention to what clothing your daughters are wearing, even if it’s from Wal-mart.

There’s a developing story in Perry County right now.  Since I have the same sources as the local newspaper with the ability to add the details, I’ll tell you what’s really going on.

Remember my most recent ex-boyfriend? The one that cleaned out my tackle box.  Specifically, he took my stringer.  We had a dog named Diamond.  I made him leave her here when I kicked him out and he moved into his other girlfriend’s house in Derby.

On September 23rd, Diamond disappeared.  Within a week I knew where she was and how she got there.  These are the benefits of living in a small town.  Apparently, my ex (Jeff Fight) got his friend (Chris Aders) to come to my house while I was asleep and take my dog out of my yard. I did not report it at that time because if I did he would just come take her again.  I really didn’t want to lose my dog twice.

Today is October 15th.   My step-dad called me after talking to the rumor mill.  He said that Jeff was in jail in connection with break-ins around Derby.  He also said I should call the sheriff about my dog.  So I did.

I happened to have the number to the sheriff dispatch on my table in case Jeff would show up out here.  We had a no trespass order that would send him to jail if he stepped foot on any of these 10 acres.  So, that’s the number I called.  The dispatch took my info and a deputy called me back.

In the conversation with the deputy, I learned that he has heard Jeffrey Fight’s name a lot lately and he is trying to build a case to put him in jail.  He didn’t specify the reason, but he said they’re headed out to his house tomorrow for the third time and he will look for my dog.  I gave him a description of Diamond and he said that he didn’t see her, but there were a lot of dogs there.

The Perry County paper today said the sheriff’s department arrested two juvenile’s in connection with break-ins around Derby.  Through unnamed  sources I know that these two juveniles were to two oldest kids of Jeff’s new girlfriend.  The list of items that they supposedly stole was too long for them to accomplish this without at least one of the three adults living there to notice.  This list included a trolling motor and two four wheelers.  You can’t hide those under your bed.   I’m just saying.

So, there you have the details.  None of this is a theory.  I just have the right sources.

Have a good day! I’m off to 50 cent taco night.

Now, I’ve mentioned on multiple occasions in this blog that I’m not very fond of Barack Obama’s policies as president.  Never once have I stated an opinion of him as a person. I’m not starting now either.

However, yesterday Fox News was on the television as I getting ready for my little cousin’s birthday party.  They were discussing the “Stimulus Package” and the effect (or lack there of) it has had on the economy.  Then, they asked Indiana governor, Mitch Daniels what he thought of it.

The average person would know to comment on the package and how it affected their state.  Not Gov. Mitch Daniels.  He chose to gloat about how Indiana already had the “major moves” project building new roads before Obama got into office.  My reaction was, “Shut your pie hole and get off my television.”

See, when Mitch Daniels first got into office he called all Hoosiers fat and lazy.  That pretty well did it for me. So, on Fox News yesterday he just reminded me of how self-centered and arrogant he really is.

There’s a place in the whiskey that Becky should be barred from the internet.  She reached that point 2 Jack and Coke’s and 3 shot of “something minty” ago.  Just saying.

Becky still has access to the internet right now.  She was the only one not puking so she drove.  The Devil was supposed to be the designated driver.  Or so Mr. Drax said.  Becky drove Drax home so he didn’t pass out.  The Devil stayed at the bar trying to pick up a chic.  Becky is now on her blog about to publish this story.  How does this make you feel?

Well, I had a good few weeks with my back pain actually easing up. I found some new friends and got in touch with some old friends.  I even found someone I consider to be special.  We had an adventure at Olive Garden. I’ve cooked dinner three times. My back is starting to hurt again, but that’s not what I want to write about today.

For anyone that knows me, or has been where I have, I’ve been extremely nervous about this new person in my life.   (I’m 26 years old and about to sound like a teenager, just deal with it.)  I’ve been hurt so many times in my life that every time I find someone new the same thought is in the back of my head, “When is this one gonna turn out like the rest?”

So far, he is not the “typical guy.”  This is a good thing.  I’m getting spoiled and enjoying it.  I actually feel like I’m living my own fairy tale right now.  So, the question remains, “Is it actually possible to be this blissfully happy?” Honestly, I hope so because I’m enjoying every second of it.

So, to the person that can look into my eyes and know what I’m feeling, all the questions that I’m trying not to let out were answered in my horoscope this morning.  To me it said wait and see, but I’m going to go ahead and share it with the world anyway.

A new person in your life is sparking some questions in your own mind — where are you going — how soon do you need to get there? Answers won’t come easy, and they shouldn’t. If they do, you’re probably just telling yourself what society expects of you. So just let these questions simmer for a while and don’t put too much pressure on finding an answer right now. Sooner or later you will come to some conclusions that will give you a firm foundation and a plan of attack.

I had an interesting day today.  Let me tell you about it.

First, when I got out of the shower my dog was laying on MY bed.  I said, “Diamond, do you really think you own the WHOLE house?”  She gave me that look.  You know the one.  It say, “Well Duh! How could you not know that?”

Later, I took a twelve year old to get a hair cut at Fantastic Sam’s.  The lady asked me how he wanted his hair cut.  I said, “He’s twelve, he can speak for himself.”

Finally, Wendy’s.  I asked for two waters and he said, “No, I put them in separate bags.”

Yep it’s been a good day.  It’s about to get better too.  I’m going to play pool with the person that has my head in the clouds right now.

Hmm… It’s been a while since I actually wrote something in my blog.  Maybe I should do that today. 

The things that are most on my mind right now, I am not ready to tell the world about.  I am also sick of the news.  So, here are a few questions I’ve been pondering:

Why do some men with mullets and pony tails wear cut off shorts to Olive Garden?

How can a mother stay sober long enough to get one son from Missouri, but not long enough to raise the one that “lives” with her?

How can a 24-year-old be less mature than a 12-year-old?

How can spending time with someone you just met take the stress of the rest of the world away?

When did that wall around my heart go away? And how did I miss the memo on that?

How can two people have the same group of friends for years, hang out in the same place, and be so alike and compatible, but not meet until just now?

There you have it.  If you know me, then you know exactely what’s going on in my life.