Sunday, July 31, 2005

I just remembered I had started a list of my favorite t.v. shows and I forgot to continue it the next day. Being on prescribed painkillers had a lot to do with that. But, when I try to make lists, I usually do very poorly. I just don't remember without some prompts. Deadwood is the most important show. If I had to choose only one thing to watch, that would be it. I checked in at the Deadwood board and it was bittersweet. I sure miss everyone. I still suffer the pangs of withdrawal since the season ended. For those of you who dismissed it for the language, I don't think you would have appreciated it anyway. For those of you who thought it was too much work trying to keep up with the dialogue, there are plenty of shows that allow you to stare at the set without having to think at all. You don't have to watch this one. And for those of you who never even tried to watch, try to watch!

Saturday, July 30, 2005

Here's something amusing. My company's bank had a glitch of some kind and our paychecks have not been deposited into our accounts! Oh boy. I checked my scheduled bill payments and was relieved to see that due to my lack of interest, I don't have anything scheduled that might possibly bounce like a basketball. So that's good, right?
I don't know about this shuttle business. Now they say they are suspending the program indefinitely. Isn't there a Russian guy up in the space station who might need a ride home one of these days? Just asking. We spend way too much money on space exploration anyway. After we end poverty in America, we should go ahead and resume the space program. Actually, I'm more interested in what's under the sea than what's in outer space. Ever since I saw "The Little Mermaid" I have been very curious about what goes on down there. I haven't been to see a movie in a long time. I'm just not interested in any movie enough to drag myself to the local cinema and sit there with assorted idiots on cell phones. How come everyone has to wear so much cologne, perfume, body spray, aftershave etc. I hate it. Here's the rule. I should be standing arms length or closer to smell your fragrance. I should not be able to tell that you are in the building when I open the front door. Got it? Good.

Friday, July 29, 2005

No post yesterday. First day back at work since my surgery. Ouch. Anyway, I don't know about you, but every time Bush appears on t.v. I have to change the channel. I cannot listen to a word that comes out of his mouth. First of all, I am afraid he is going to try to say nuclear. I can't witness that. Secondly, I don't believe anything he says, so why waste those minutes of my life listening. And thirdly, he has a smirk. He smirks constantly. Why?

Wednesday, July 27, 2005

Profiling. Some people are so unreasonable about this topic. Why the hell shouldn't law enforcement use profiling to try to stop suicide bombers? I mean of the last 100 bombers, how many of them had red hair and freckles? Blonde hair and blue eyes? Gray hair and saggy boobs? Why should the air traveler have to arrive 2 hours early for a flight just because everyone has to go thru this idiotic screening process? Sometimes we are so stupidly reactionary, it boggles the mind. And how about the people who live next door to the terrorist cells? I mean, didn't they think it was a little odd that 10 swarthy men all lived together? I say, whatever we need to do to put a stop to the terrorists' plans, we should do. If that means torturing suspects, so be it. Why do we continue to try to be so polite and proper when we are dealing with subhumans?

Tuesday, July 26, 2005

I hate summer. Reruns. I am sort of housebound with my shoulder surgery, so tv has taken on much importance. And there is very little to watch. I am watching all of the home improvement shows and I think I can build my own house if I want to. I go back to the doctor today to get the ok to return to work. I am sort of looking forward to it. Being home is fun for a while. Then you get sort of foggy-brained. If Brad and Angelina are dating, why are they being so secretive?

Sunday, July 24, 2005

Is there any way to stop these people who are setting off bombs among regular people who are going about their days? I can't think of any. I do think that the neighbors of the bombers should be accountable for failing to notify authorities that large numbers of men are gathering in apartments. That is very suspicious. It only takes a phone call. What point are these people trying to make? Have they succeeded? Will anyone change their politics in response to a bombing? Not likely. How come these idiots don't realize that? What kind of people grow up dreaming of dying to make a point? Strange ones.

Saturday, July 23, 2005

So many morons, so little time. I just thought I would put that out there for you. So continuing on the quest to rediscover who I am, let's talk t.v. I love Deadwood. It's the best thing on t.v. I also like Brat Camp. I love to see the little bastards suffer. Let's see what else, Joan of Arcadia, Extreme Makeover-Home Edition, Everwood, Las Vegas, The Sopranos, Queer as Folk, Six Feet Under, All My Children, West Wing (before the pres got MS), Paula's Home Cooking, most of the home improvement shows. I'm tired. I'll continue my list tomorrow.

Friday, July 22, 2005

Why haven't we heard from the leaders of the Islamic religion? The terrorists are blowing people up in the name of Islam. Why doesn't anyone stand up and say "The terrorist are criminals and do not represent Islam." I think there should be rallies in every major city in the world. The peaceful people who follow Islam should make themselves seen and heard strongly condemning the actions of a few misguided zealots. Otherwise, we have to assume that these activities are sanctioned.

Wednesday, July 20, 2005

Today I had to go to physical therapy. I hate it. It is torture. I realize it is for my own good, but shit! Why does it have to hurt so much? I am bored being home from work, but I don't feel good enough to do anything fun.
I was thinking about the stupid war and that started me wondering what would the world be like if nobody fought or tried to take over anyone else's country. How would people act? I have the feeling that things would be really peaceful and nice for a while and then the people who would ordinarily be involved in war things would start looking around for something to fix and they would start trying to dictate what people should do with their lives. Like they would decide that certain groups of people should farm and certain groups should teach and like that. And then it would be creepy and Orwellian. Or maybe not. What if all of our former warmongering energy went to curing diseases? What would we do with all of the excess people who won't die. How could we support millions more old people?

Tuesday, July 19, 2005

A couple of random thoughts. Sexual predators should have a gps chip implanted in their necks. Then we will always know where they are. Ideally, they would get a life sentence for the first conviction of molesting a child. A life for a life. If you have never been molested, you may think that is a little harsh. If you have been molested, you know it isn't.
Why do we behave so stupidly regarding terrorism? As far as I am concerned, terrorists have no rights. If we manage to catch one, we should do whatever it takes to get as much information as possible before killing them. Our policy of treating everyone who is in America the way we treat a citizen is stupid and dangerous. If our intelligence community thinks someone is a member of a terrorist organization and they are not a citizen, they should be able to pick them up and question them without worrying about their rights. American citizens have rights. Terrorist tourists should not.

Sunday, July 17, 2005

I love Harry Potter. He is the son I never had. I don't understand the response of some "Christian" groups who burn Harry Potter books so their children won't be exposed to sorcery and witchcraft and then have to go to hell. Yikes. What century are we in again? When the world is so full of real evil, why do these fanatics go after a fictional character as if he were the spawn of the devil? Because they are mindless hypocrites? Maybe. Because they don't have the brains or the balls to go after the real evildoers? Perhaps.
I have decided I will lose some unwanted pounds. I have made this decision so many times before, I am bored with myself. But, I am at a crossroads. It really is now or never, I fear.

Saturday, July 16, 2005

I am sort of functioning normally again. Surgery hurts like hell. I can't understand these people who are addicted to plastic surgery. How can they keep going thru this pain over and over again for no other reason than their appearance? I don't want to have any more surgery ever!
Someone needs to explain to me the whole concept of reparations for slavery. I don't believe for a minute that this would resolve the racial animosity that exists in America. I don't believe that African Americans would forgive all after receiving their cut. And how much money would each person get? And who would distribute it and how? My ancestors had nothing to do with slavery. They were only a rung or two higher on the poverty ladder themselves when they came here. Why should my tax dollars go to reparations? Sometimes when it is recognized that some horrible injustice took place, that's as far as it is going to go. This is one of those times. Look at our treatment of the inhabitants of this continent. They received land in the form of reservations. That has caused them to be hopelessly stuck in poverty. They need to assimilate. It is their only hope. African Americans don't want equality, I don't think. They want to be the top dog. That won't happen, so I don't see them ever being satisfied here in America.

Monday, July 11, 2005

This is day 5 post surgery. I am making headway each day now, but I am still quite uncomfortable. So Bush might get to appoint two Supreme court justices. Ironic that the president with the lowest intelligence and moral standards gets to pick two and so many good presidents didn't get to appoint even one. This should be interesting.

Sunday, July 10, 2005

I am without the use of my right arm so typing is awkward. I am in a lot of pain and so I am wondering if having surgery was the right decision. I guess it was. I wish I didn't have this pain though. When I take my pain pills I get all spacy. Without them I can't sit still.

Friday, July 08, 2005


Tuesday, July 05, 2005

Another thing I like is reading. I love to read a book that I can't put down. It's escapism, but not harmful like, say, drugs. Did you watch any of the Live 8 concert? The hosts were so lame! Shut up and let me hear the music, twit! A radio host said that this was done purposely so everyone would buy the dvd just to hear songs in their entirety! Pink Floyd looked like a bunch of dads. But, I loved hearing them and they were great! Hey, I'm not knocking age. I'm pretty damn old too. You can see the videos on if you want. It takes a little while to find them, but there is a list of all the performers and you can click on the name and see the video. I go under the knife tomorrow for rotator cuff repair. I'm trying to be calm. I am going to hate not having the use of my right arm. How do you wipe your butt? I know I have another hand, but I've always used my right hand. I tried using my left and it is really awkward. I know, I should stop whining, it's not an amputation, it's only temporary.

Monday, July 04, 2005

So the first thing I decided to do is try to figure out what I like. But, before I do that, I just have to say one thing. I cannot stand George Bush. Now, as for what I like, I like dogs over cats. Too bad I am allergic to both. Anyhow, it might seem lame to ask myself questions, but how else do I figure out who I am? Are there any Deadwood fans out there? I don't want the wackjobs, just the normal folk. Thanks. As for the reality shows, I have many laughs watching the Beauty and the Geek show. I don't know what it is, but I'm hooked. If you wanted to go to war George, why didn't you just serve when you were called? Fourth of July! I don't know where June went. I wonder why we equate patriotism with war and loud explosions? Anyone? Why don't we celebrate the great thinkers, composers, architects, musicians that America has produced? I love our servicemen and servicewomen, so don't start with me. I'd just rather they were here than there.