My bitches have MAJOR 'tude, now.....

Happy Easter...

14! No way!

Happy Birthday, Brendan!

No estoy retrasado .. Bien, estoy de alto funcionamiento!

So, I was sick as a dog ALL weekend.

I was at work on Thursday and literally thought I was going to die. The ultra fab Jennifer G breathed her sickness cooties on me, and I caught whatever she had times ten.
ANYWAYS, when I got home from work on Thursday, I went straight to bed and lit-TRA-ly did not get up AT all until Saturday... And that was just when Victor came to the door and said someone wanted to talk to me. At first, I thought it was my MIL (mother in law) .. and I began to think, what a BEYOTCH.. she can't even let me be sick.. It actually wasn't my MIL, my neighbors were at the door...And wanted to speak to me!!! Now this is the same family that I gave a box (well, re-gifted)of See's candy to, the family that I sincerely apologize to every time I feel their pain because they have to be neighbors with my MIL too.. and the same family whose husband/father/man greets me at 7am every dang day as we drag our sorry asses off to the 9-5. I thought we had bonded as neighbors.. (GRRRR)

I went to the door and was met by 2 senoritas. The older of the two started talking in Spanish and the younger girl turned out to be the translator. Their story began, "Hello! my niece is having a baby shower!" I immediately interrupted ASSUMING That these nice people wanted me to join in the fiesta and said, "Oh, how nice. I am sorry I am going to have to turn you down. I am so very sick. Too bad you didn't tell me sooner. Darn." The two ladies looked at each other in what I would say was confusion and then pointed at my mother in laws house and said, could you tell her..... " And before they could finish I again interrupted and said, "What? Really you want her to come..." They jibber jabbered for a few seconds and the younger girl said, "no, we are having a party and promise to keep the noise down.. can you please ask her not to call the cops..." HUH?
I immediately said YEAH YEAH, sure.. and began to close the door.. I heard them laugh. I betcha it was at me. Then I heard uproarious laughter coming from the house as my tard-ness reached the party goers. I can't show my face anywhere in the hood now, I am devastated!


No más dulces para ellos!

Erin Go Bragh!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOh Scott!

I wrote a little entry a few days back about Richard Allen Davis and his singles ad. I happen to mention that I was against the death penalty and in that argument I happen to say that even though I believe that Scott Peterson is THE devil, I don't think he should die. Some NUT job commented on THIS statement about Scott.
Blah blah.. no evidence.. blah blah.. set up.. blah blah he just cheated and didn't kill anyone. blah blah.. I followed her comment back to her blog (http://thevoiceofsanity.blogspot.com/ IRONIC NAME, HUH?) and low and behold she is a "friend of Scott" who is searching for the real killers ... OMFG. I admit, I can usually find the good in EVERYONE. I mean to this day I can't really believe OJ murdered Ron and Denise.. But, c'mon. Scott Peterson? Even I can see him for what he is. He sucked the life and beauty out of Laci because he wanted to start a new life with the hot piece 'o' tail, Amber Frey.
I bet this "commenter" visits Scott, and presses her heaving bosom against the glass that separates the two..(ALA cable guy .. see photo) I know that Scott is a charmer.. and he obviously charmed the pants off this giddy gal..but SNAP OUT OF IT!!!!

I kinda feel bad for her.. I guess EHarmony wasn't able to find this poor sap a match..

That bitch is so fierce! (& Major!) CONGRATS!

November 3, 2004...Where the F was I?

I know Jet was on Howard Stern because they always replay AYGBMG when they come in and out of commercials..and it was #51 on the best LIVE performances on the show.... But I did a little research and found out they were in studio for an interview and everything.. I am a bit miffed.. Anybody got it on tape?

They killed Kenny!

And thank god they did.. cuz now they are finally giving the moosey her due and introducing a new character on that lame ass show....................ME!

Bitchin', huh?
They even got the scarf down!

Apples and Oranges

While I attended UOP, I took a writing class. One of the major assignments was to write about something we are passionate about. I chose the death penalty. While I believe to my core that Scott Peterson is THE devil, I firmly believe that killing someone to show that killing is wrong, is WRONG. I believe life is a gift and we as a society can say: Mr. criminal, it has been proven that you don't live by our rules, so you no longer can live in our society. I do not believe we have a right to take someones life. Pure and simple.
While researching my paper, I came across the writings of Michael Hunter. He was on San Quentin's death row. I decided I would write to him and explain that I was looking for his input for my paper. I was surprised to not only get a reply, but it seemed that Michael Hunter was an articulate, nice man. For the several years we corresponded, I never asked, nor did he ever offer any details of why he was on death row. I was kind of relieved that he didn't tell me.
Fast forward to Friday, when I googled Michael Hunter to try and pull up his writings .. I wanted to show the people at work what a nice man he was. MISTAKE. Wikipedia had him listed .. and every detail of his crime and subsequent "run from the law"... My opinion has changed about this man. I often stupidly assume that people can't be as bad as people say.. I don't imagine that I will write to him again ..

I was a bit sad with all these new found details. So, I kept reading and looking around the internet. And then, I was literally taken aback at what I found. A website hosted by this Canadian organization that is against the death penalty. It is almost a dating site. Now, believing that our government does not have the right to murder its citizens is one thing... but to make their stay in prison romantic, warm and fuzzy, is something else entirely.

Hi! I am Rich
I can't help but to wonder, that after going through all the court proceedings of my trial and all The media statements about me, could there be someone out in the world who would be of open mind, not to take everything that the media has said about me and be willing to learn for themselves, just who I really am.

I don't have no complaints about my due, as you can see by my photo, I have lived a life inside these walls. It's almost as though this is "Home sweet home", sad but true. The most often thought that I do I have, is wondering if, for someone like myself, can one ever fall back in love with life again. For myself,
I feel that I do not have that right or even the time that one spends considering such a selfish thought.

I know that there will be some that will not agree with any or all that I have said. Though isn't this the point, to let you out there know my thoughts and feelings, so that if you want you can write to me and express your thoughts and feelings

Sincerely,

Richard Allen Davis P.O. Box D11903 - 1EB100 San Quentin State Prison San Quentin, California 94974 USA

HE WANTS ME TO HAVE AN OPEN MIND? I think I might have an open mind and tell him what a disgusting piece of crap he is. I seriously can't fathom what happiness he believes he is entitled to. Please join with me and send this "man" your thoughts..

The life and beauty he destroyed:Polly Klaas

Dear Police Chief Davis,

On 02-20-08, my backyard was swimming with San Jose's finest. Apparently, a not so nice young man wasn't familiar with the term FREEZE and decided to take up shop in my backyard.

Thankfully, the man was caught, but I would respectfully like to make a personal request of you and your department.

When the uninvited man was in my yard, 2 of my dogs, Cappuccino and Mocha Latte, led the police to the offender. They chased him over a fence and into the waiting arms of men in blue.

I believe in another life, Chino and Mocha would have loved to be on the force. You could see it in their eyes as they tore after the suspect.

Now, they have officially retired from any such future crime fighting. As their mother, it is far too dangerous a life for them. But I do believe they should be rewarded—maybe they could be made honorary police dogs, a gift basket?? Something!

Bad boys Bad boys!

OMFG!
So, I am at home tonight and I get my wash together and as I am heading to the garage to pop the clothes in the washer, Chino FREAKS out.. She starts barking and barking and scratching at the side of out storage barn.. Pepper starts chomping on his ball crazy like... They usually do this when a cat is around, so I just say.. "where is the cat? You gonna eat the cat?" So, I load the laundry and as I pass the storgae barn, Chino is still going crazy.. So, I take a peek in the door.. No Cat. I go inside and as I am trying to watch TV, I hear this super loud motor. I walk outside, with my remote still in hand, and see a helicopter buzzing over head. It is literally circling me. I start to kick the ball to Pepper.. and I stare up at this helicopter for like 5 minutes. I finally decide to go in and continue with my TV watching. 30 or so minutes later, I go outside to change the wash to the dryer, and Chino follows me out and starts barking at the storage barn again. I keep walking toward the laundry room when I hear a faint conversation in the yard behind ours. As I am reloading the wash, the dogs barking gets really loud and I came out to investigate. As I got to Chino, I saw a man's head peak over the fence that separates our yard from the neighbor, The guy asked if I saw anyone cut through the yard. This seemed strange to me, I only saw his head and didn't know who he was. I asked if he was a police officer, and he said YEAH. I told him I didn't see anyone, but the dogs were freaking out over the storage barn. The policeman asked if I would let the cops in the front so they could look around. I went out to the front to let them know I had to get a key. As I was walking into the back yard, the policeman that was in the other yard told me to go inside. All my dogs were out and they were all freaking out, so I wanted to collect them before I went in. Just as I tried to grab Mocha, a GANG BANGER emerged from the storage barn. The policeman in the other yard yelled FREEZE.. GUNS WERE DRAWN. the gang banger stutter stepped and made a mad dash passed me toward the front yard. The guns, for a small second, were pointed at ME! All I kept saying was OH MY GOD OH MY GOD..
I started to shake.. word got to the back, that the police that were waiting to be let in the front gate , caught the guy... I was/am totally freaking out that.. Minus the camera, I was on a cops episode.. FOR REALS!

A few observations (if I may):

• Pepper hid, while Chino and Mo protected mommy and tore after the intruder
• I often wondered what I would do if a cop said FREEZE.. well, the cop wasn't talking to me, but I froze
  
• guns in your face are scary
• being in a cops episode wouldn't be as cool as it seems
  
• I need to listen when my pups are trying to tell me something.. I could learn something from Timmy and Lassie

UGH

So, I perused www.jettheband.com .. and there is no new news.. since OCTOBER! No tour dates.. nothing.. I have kicked Sean to the curb, but have needs that must be addressed. Nic is MIA, so I have a stand in.. meet Mr Eric Bana.. (gulp) .. He is super bitchin.

Speaking of the Becks....

LOVE HIM~WOULD DO HIM!!!!

MJ BABY!

The only thing better then a 3 day weekend, is of course a 4 day weekend. Quite a few wonderful things happened.. One of which was my realization that while Michael Koors is one of my favorite designers, the coveted role of THE favorite designer goes to Marc Jacobs.

My birthday is coming soon and I MUST have a Jacobs watch. Come on bitches.. you can afford it and I am way worth it... (fyi.. those legs belong to Vicky Becks... LOVE her)

I am a cougar-rific nut job!

I was so going to tell you all about me being a cougar.

How I can see myself teaching a nice, handsome, young boy how Meggie likes it. And how boys these days are so impressionable and are so into pleasing the hot older bitches that take them under their wings...
I was going to share my latest obsession: Young Sean.
But then, after I downloaded the picture I realized he is a mo fo boy.. I am no better then that crazy Ho of a teacher that went after that Villi Fallow.. Yes Sean in LEGAL.. I won't land my ass in jail if I hook up with him.. But, I was 16 when he was born.. I had become a woman already!!! UGH.. (OK it was just Felix, but still .. he was hot in a Pee Wee Herman kind of way)
What is wrong with me???

Here and now, I am swearing on my pocket rocket AND my beloved purple bunny I will be leaving this young hot Asian boy alone. I will not be corrupting this boy with my monkey love..

You are welcome Lisa.. (Hot Asian boys mother)

This is further proof...

......That my interesting personality developed in more then one of me ma's kin...

This is my sister and her new BEAU Jack.

Follow the simple steps to watch me corrupt Jiji

1. Tilt head to the left
2. Press the arrow to play
3. laugh ..she is a funny girl

PS that was authorized chocolate

Is the entire population going crazy?

So. I went to get my hair done on Thursday.. and as you know, the entire week prior to the appointment, I am filled with hours of anxiety and self doubt. I have had appointments where all I could think of to share was what had happened on one of the lame TV shows I obsess over...(i.e. The Hills, On the Record) and MyLan looks at me and condescendingly says she doesn't have time to watch TV. GRRR. To avoid this, I seriously take time to evaluate what I have been up to since my last appointment. I try a few stories with my friends at work to see how they will play out.
The appointment started out well. As I was changing into a smock, A gentleman walked in on me. I was startled.. Ran out of the changing room and ended up not tying my smock tight.
I sat down in the chair and MyLan approached. She was all smiles and asked what I wanted. When I explained I wanted more red in my hair, she freaked. She said she hadn't planned on putting red in and had only planned for a blond highlight. I told her I wanted the red. I wasn't going to pay the woman 170.00 for anything other then what i wanted. So, she went away in a huff to mix the colors. When she came back, she sternly said.. OK, I need to concentrate on your hair, so, I am sorry, but I can't chit chat with you.. HUH? Wait, bitch.. what? I was a little ..tiny bit.. pissed off at the bitch. I mean I don't care if I talk to her at all. I mean she does a sweet hair dooo.. But, the dream appointment is that I get a cup of coffee.. listen to Jet.. and the bitch does what I pay her to do.. That whole thing rubbed me the wrong way.. grrrr.

Then, I was in the back.. waiting for my hair color to take and I had to pee... when I flushed, I stared in horror as the poorly tied tie on my smock went
........(to be continued)

Go Ba-Mo!

Ga ZOINKS!

Let me talk to the ladies for a moment...

Hey friend... You know when you are going to the market to get the Pons or the anti-itch cream, you scope out the lanes to see which one is run by a chick. You don't need to be judged when you got the itchies or the lady sickness.. I happened to be at the local Safeway .. when I remembered I had to get the Pons. I like the big rocket shaped ones with the pearl glide insert thingie. Now, ladies, you understand.. Right? the importance of a gentle glide.. I don't want some hottie cashier knowing that I like the gentle glide!! You gots to at least buy me dinner to have that kind of knowledge...
So, I am scanning the lanes, with a BIG OL box of the pons in my hand .. when I spy the back of a lady with a super cute bob hair dooo. I get into the lane and place all my things on the belt.. As I looked up into my cashiers face, I realized.. well, it was a boy. Yes, the boy had lil bee sting boobies, a really pretty shade of red lipstick on.. and a sparkley pair of blue earrings.. BUT IT WAS A MAN... I looked for a name tag.. but it wasn't in site.. (the bitch) I made my little transaction.. and left.. as I was leaving the bag boy caught my eye and gave me a knowing glance.. like he had no clue either.. I am literally perplexed.. Safeway is horribly expensive and I love buying stuff in BULK at the Costco.. but I am drawn to this heshe .. I must find out more.. I mean maybe its Safeway's new marketing idea.. to DRAW people in..

PS.. Find out heshe's name and you win a PRIZE.. Safeway on Hamilton and Meridian.. Love ya BYE!

Me ma

impromptu photo shoot prior to the surgery.
Ma was less then pleased

YUP, I have been MIA for awhile. Its primarily because me ma needed me. I was being the dutiful daughter and tending to her. I ain't like those normal white chicks that stick their ma in a home. We Irish keep them around forever... She is all set for the mylar balloon.. (inside joke) Anyways, me ma FINALLY had eye surgery. She has been living in a cataract haze for several years now. Love the woman to death.. but today on the ride home from getting her patch off, she had to comment on everything. Like a fricken toddler. She read every sign and commented on every color .. GREEN.. WOW.. IS THAT SNOW ON THE MOUNTAINS??? LOOK AT THAT! WOW! YELLOW! COOL!

Give me a break.. I haven't had enough coffee today....
and besides it JUST occurred to me that this BLIND ass woman has been driving during her haze.. why is she excited about seeing green? Has she not seen a stop light.. GOD ALMIGHTY!

p.s. ma is a-ok

poor Jiji.

The other day, my poor lil monkey fell on her FACE and chipped a tooth. Luckily, her mom took her to the dentist and they were able to fix it.. Here is a photog of her sad lil face prior to the visit with the dentist.

A sad day

Dear Friend,

Let me start by saying, "Thank you." You have stood with Elizabeth and me throughout this campaign. Your support has sustained us as we have traveled across this country.

Earlier today, I suspended my campaign for the Democratic nomination for the presidency. I made this announcement from where our journey began just over 12 months ago: New Orleans.

I began my presidential campaign in New Orleans to remind the country that all of us -- as citizens and as a government -- have a moral responsibility to each other, and what we do together matters.

Now, it's time for me to step aside so that history can blaze its path. We do not know who will take the final steps to the White House -- but what we do know is that our Democratic Party will make history.

And, along the way, all of you who have been involved in this campaign and this movement for change and this cause, I am asking you to continue speaking out for those who have no voice, just as Elizabeth and I will continue to do. We need you.

Do not turn away from the great struggles before us. Do not give up on the causes that we have fought for. Do not walk away from what's possible, because it's time for all of us -- all of us together -- to make the two Americas one. We need you.

I hope you will take a few moments to listen to the video clip of my speech in New Orleans earlier this afternoon or to read it below.

In the meantime, Elizabeth and my family join me in thanking all of you for your support and for working so hard on my behalf. We are truly blessed to have such friends.

Thank you.

John Edwards
January 30, 2008

Poor lil mo

My little Mochito has a stuffed red monster from IKEA. It is gotten to that nasty phase where it reeks and is all madded.. I went to IKEA to get him a new one. All I could find was a stuffed rat . I thought he would LOVE it.. He played with it ALL Night.. As I got into bed.. this is what I found.. Lil Mo with BIG RED. My lil baby cakes. What kind of mother am I? How could I think I could replace his woobie?

dear reader....

I appreciate your concern.. but the previous entry should not be shown to my doctors as proof that the cocktail I am currently on needs to be shaken and stirred.

Yes, I am on my meds. No, I do not meed more.

It must be blatantly clear that it is a doctored photo.. I was having a lil fun. JEESH.
I don't have the patience nor a bad ass photo shop program that could do a better job.. I needed a little story to get the lady juices flowing... My turbo powered rabbit needs a little help... it isn't a miracle worker!
p.s. It could totally happen, though. I mean one look at me and Mark would be all into my bizness!

Taking the sting out of the story

I wasn't sure how I would address this. I have made it clear in the past that I do, in fact, want to be Nic Cester's girl.. Yet, he continues to ask.. over and over via song....

(actual lyrics from song)
Big black boots,
long brown hair,
she's so sweet
with her get back stare.

Well I could see,
you home with me,
but you were with another man, yea!
I know we,
ain't got much to say,
before I let you get away, yea!
I said, are you gonna be my girl?

This photo will not help the situation. I do admit I got a little drunk--- and I was excited about the prospect of Mark Wilson's (Bassist for Jet) tongue in my mouth.. But, Nic.. this is as far as it went. I am only human.

Happy 42nd dear Husband!

Victor is 42 today.. and I am so kick ass.. My gifts to him were:

1. An Asian porno
2. A book of lesbian erotica
3. a lifelike version of Tara Patrick's vibrating beav..

Enjoy may darling.

Relieved of my duties?

Yesterday, I had the pleasure of babysitting the best baby ever! No, I am not biased.. well, I am her aunt and I could see how I might be expected to think such things..but I am not even exaggerating in the least about this little girl.. LOVE HER!

The day started out pretty well, my sister and I took Jill to the carousel for a few rides on the lion. (She loves the lion) .. Then we made a few stops to pick up a few things.. and then we returned to her home so she could get ready for her big night out with her hubby .. and baby daddy, Frank.
As soon as they left, we had dinner.. and had an ultra fab conversation about Mr Potato Head and the need for loads of salt on a hard boiled egg..We watched Toy Story.. and then I took her off to bed. Everything went picture perfect.. Until, that is, I stepped into the potty to change into my lounge wear, and I didnt hear her cries.."Mimi! Mimi!" This must have freaked her out, because she was in tears when I found her at the door of the bathroom.. which just melted my heart.. So, needless to say .. when my sister and Frank got home (12:30am).. there newly tattooed, highly charged baby was still awake. It might have had something to do with an ill advised late piece of chocolate.. But come one Frank.. That baby means the world to me.. and just because we danced the night away to Engelbert Humberdick and had a little too much chocolate doesn't mean you gotta be mad. Love ya!

Say it ain't so!

Nic, darling. ......

Please don't sell out and go Hollywood!

Now, if the teefers are causing you problems, (pain, etc) by all means, get them fixed..but I do believe you have surpassed "correction" and dare I say you have ventured into the extreme makeover world of Da Vinci Veneers... You are without a doubt the hottest, sexiest, dirtiest lil rock star out there. DON'T CHANGE.. don't turn into one of those cookie cutter pop stars like Justin Timberlake. (ew) I would be devastated...
FYI... I would still want to make white hot love with you, I just wouldn't be happy about it!

The proof!

Exhibit A: Prior to "changes"
Charming Mr Cester with real smile..

Exhibit B:
Teeth seem to be a little too perfect.. No charming gap. No mismatch sized teefers .


Whats next?? Guest appearances on (gulp) American Idol? Doing a duet with Beyonce?

( MENTAL NOTE: Meatier Nic is way hot.. must get up all in his business)

My baby girl is 6!

Being evil....

is not necessarily a bad thing, it is actually kind of charming.. and in my defense, I think I was driven to it. My bitch of a MIL literally watches every move I make. She does this in a lame attempt to find me doing something wrong, so she can report it to Victor. My most recent transgression involved leaving a candle lit when I left the house. The bitch had to come into my house and blow the thing out. Now it wasn't like I left it in the middle of this huge combustible pile of paper or anything, she just was totally put out because she had to stop doing some other pointless activity and blow the thing out. The fact that she watches me irritates the crap out of me. I decided the bitch needed to be taught a lesson. Last Saturday, Victor had to work and I went up to visit Jill... This created the perfect opportunity !!
God love the Glade company the inventor of the flameless candle. I literally peed myself ..laughing.. and thinking of how hard the bitch would try and try to blow the candle out.. I mean I was genuinely excited by the idea I was torturing the old bat.

-here is a small vid of the object of my affection! It looks like a real candle.. It is so fierce!!-

Don't mess with the bull lady, you are bound to get the horns!

GiGi the ham

You gotta know Meaty!

Do you remember Growing Pains? The Sitcom about the Seaver family? Well, one of the many episodes that has stuck in my head over the years was about the older son, Mike. In this particular episode, Mike is so sick he stays in bed all day and misses school. Later on in the afternoon, one of his friends calls him to tell him what he missed that day. He is shocked that life went along without him. In a nut shell, he discovers that he is not the center of everyone's universe.
Hm.
I must admit to you, dear reader, that I struggle with this each and every day. I often wonder how people can live their lives without me. (hello, have you seen me) HAAHAA
Anyways... one reason why you should follow me (like sheep damn it) is because I can find the BEST shows on the TV.
Case in point, Rob and Big. Just today, I was watching a mini-sode of the show On-demand. Seriously, How can people not watch this? or God forbid, not know that it exists? I seriously peed myself .. HYSTERICAL!


Listen here! Take a break.. breathe .. laugh.. Be like moosey and watch this damn show!

Mad props to Meaty!

For you Papa Pony!

I sent Papa Pony this lil vid:




His response :

"I can't believe this, this scum bag lawyer is your knight in shinning armor. I give up"

Well, dear grandfather...How you like them apples???

(actual scan of my absentee ballot! woo hoo E in 08)

Shannon, repeat after me.. "Hi Nic.. YOU'R HOT"

I had a dream.


A dream about watching a Jet performance.. I guess for some reason or another I found out where they were staying.. and when my sister and I went to the hotel.. I stopped Nic to introduce him to my sister, she is all, yeah whatever. I was so pissed. He seemed really put off and walked away.. I was speechless.. Can you imagine??

I am sorry. Nic. I dream about seeing you, talking to you, being with you, loving up on you, humping you .. er.. ugh.. tee hee??

Silly Lilly!

With Jillian out of the country.... I have had my baby fix thanks to the ADORABLE Lillian!
Come on .. what did you expect?? She is a Doe!!

Correction

Yes. dear reader, I did proclaim my support for Obama. I must admit I was overreacting. I had just watched this horrific documentary about Darfur.. and Obama was one of the Senators supporting the aid... blah blah blah...

I would like to announce who I would like to truly throw my support to.... (drum roll please)

The next president of THESE United States.......

President John Edwards


you better vote for him, bitches.. all 5013 of you!

I love you all. really i do.

For those that did not get a Christmas card, it is not because I forgot about you.. rather I am a tard, and I got a bunch returned because they were mis-addressed. D'oh.

PARTY TIME!!!!!! WE HAVE HIT 5000 visitors!!!!

(ok. It ain't like the Perez Hilton 5,000,000 hits daily, but it is something... right?)

Tragic

This is a photo of Tatiana on December 25th 2007.... The morning of the "attack".

I had a few thoughts on the 26th, while I was barraged with countless news shows on the incident.

1. I do not believe that this cat had a history of such behavior. As Jack Hanna pointed out, the zoo keeper stuck her arm in the tiger's cage during feeding time. This was a HUGE mistake. A human mistake.
   
2. Jack Hanna said that when she was out of her habitat she probably freaked and was trying to protect herself. If I saw a tiger, I would scream.. maybe this scared the crap out of Tatiana
   
3. Someone let that cat out.. either on purpose or accidentally
   
4. I have been in front of that cat .. kinda scary. At the same zoo, I was in front of a gorilla who took a liking to me.. what if he jumped out and tried to hump my ass.. claimed me as his bitch??
5. Why was there enough time for the police to get to the zoo and shoot the tiger? Doesn't the zoo have dart guns with tranquilizers at the ready??
   

I hope they do not find out they were taunting the cat...

It is still awful that the teenager died. regardless of what they were doing...

His loss

So, I got the annual papa pony newsletter in the mail. Its really a who's who in the family.
He drones on about all the accomplishments of the nadig kids.. or his favorite kid, Mike. when do I ever get mentioned? Never. SOB.

The Fight

Time has certainly past since the altercation I had a few weeks ago with Mother Alves. (and I use that word, mother, loosely) I would have hoped to have forgotten the hurtful things she said to me that came so easily from her lips, but i have not.
Her words were beyond hateful.. I cannot understand why anyone would treat another human being like that, especially the woman who married her son.
She said I was not a good person.. that her son deserved more and that my place was in the home cooking and cleaning for him...By not taking care of him I was making her son sick ..and my entire family was worthless.. I looked at this woman in disbelief. I had held my tongue far too long.. and went off on her. In all honesty, I don't care what the bitch says about me, but when you mess with my family, it's on.

My family is made up (past and present) of the most thoughtful, intelligent, gifted people .. on this planet. What can she say? That she can suck the life and goodness out of any situation.. BRAVO Mother Alves.. at least you are good at something.

George Clooney might be making some sense.

Here I am ..
Healthy..
All my family is healthy ..
And I am pissing and moaning over things like cars and cell phones when compared to the atrocities occuring in Darfur, have NO significance . Everyone wants the people of Sudan to be safe, but they do not want to step up and be the protector.
The people are being driven from their homes.. raped .. and literally mutilated..
Bush does nothing.
The blood of these people... The people of Darfur.. Is on his hands.

Obama 08

I am a hyper hypo, too

No one can resist Schweaty Balls!

on a lighter note.. The New Couple.. Jill-Hud

The worst week ever

Things usually happen in 3's, right? Well, I think I am done..

1. Bush and his SOB administration has gotten us into a war which will, come September 2008, have the feet of my brother, Khristopher, on the ground in Iraq. Yes, his deployment date has been made official (note to Bush: not a hair on his head can be disrupted, or I will hold you personally responsible.)



2. My dad's house caught fire and is destroyed ... And even worse, the fire took the life of his sweet dog Pud. The land lady was a cold bitch to them, She finally admitted that it was probably traumatic for them ,too.. Um, hello.. It was an investment for you.. It was my Dad's home..
(*** this is the most traumatic of the 3, mind you.. Dad , moses and Rachel are ok***)






3. On the way to my sister's house, I was in a 6 car MOTHER F'ING pile up.. on highway 101.. IN the FAST lane. Cops and ambulances and tow trucks... ugh





Note to GOD..When can I seriously ever get ahead.. Lucy, my dear friend who is a bit of a jesus freak would say, God only gives you as much as you can handle... Um, GOD? Hello, it's me Meghan ....NEXT! (a la soup Nazi)