2015 is a jerk.

This is not what I had in mind when I said I wanted to start 2015 off with a fresh start.

Not even a little bit.

I have a lot of feelings on the matter. I feel like I blinked and everything changed. Jan 5th started normal. I had Julia to get off to school, so I was up early. Showered. Brushed my teeth. Checking the weather on my phone so that I could make clothing choices.

I was confused about how the furnace suddenly smelled.

"Get out of the house NOW! It's on FIRE!!!"

Everything blurred. I was throwing clothes on. Informing Mike, who was on his way to work. Ordering Julia to dress, grab her school bag and get out. She did not hesitate for even a second. Spur of the millisecond decisions happened. Next thing I knew, I was on the porch barefoot with Julia and no coats or car keys. I had my socks and boots in my hands. We urgently put our socks and boots on.

Mike had arrived and went in for our kitties. Our little, pain in the ass, furball kids. No fire gear at all. He just went right in. I fully intended to follow him in to get coats and keys when he shoved me back out the door and handed me cats. I protested about car keys and he got them for me. I had no clue how bad it already was in those 2 minutes. That the fire was a blow torch coming out of our heat and cold air return vents.

I sat in my car shivering. Numb. Scared. Informing people. Just like that it was gone. Four years of rebuilding my life. I was watching it vanish in to smoke. A neighbor let us come inside. A good friend came to visit and give me moral support. People talked to me and asked me questions. I cried. Julia cried.

"Stuff is just stuff," I told her. "I have insurance. We can get new stuff."

That does not prepare you for what happens when you walk back in to your home after a fire. It's the worst smell ever on the planet. It clings to you and saturates everything that didn't burn. Every window smashed, broken. Much of what is left is broken, knocked over, wrecked or water soaked. There is no heat, water or power because the basement is burnt crispy. Appliances melted. Food inside them, cooked.

Julia's room didn't fully burn, but the heat and burning Christmas tree ruined almost all she had. I barely recognize her room because it looked like a bomb exploded. Complete with holes in the walls. It's the stuff that is not replaceable that moves me to tears.

It has been over 10 days now. Living in a hotel. Digging through the wreckage of our lives in single digit temps. Trying to figure out what the fire recovery service has, because the house is a war zone. Trying to function when all I want to do is cry. Breathing through anxiety attacks because I have to hold it together. Feeling immensely lucky and grateful for all the friends and strangers helping us. Knowing that I can't replace my family. They are all safe.

All I did was blink.

The emotions rise and fall. Julia's birthday party went well, and she was so happy. I had a moment of tearful joy at her happiness despite all that has happened.

We are all going to get through this. Because of all the amazing people in our lives. and because we have each other. The non replaceable items will live on in our hearts. We will make a new home. New memories.

So, even though 2015 has started off like a complete jerk, it can only get better this year. Right?

I know EVERYONE really cares about my list

It is still not a bucket list, Mike.
 
I know these posts are terribly interesting and exactly what you were hoping to see today. I'll even show you pictures. So, you might care a little.

In a fun twist for the month of October, I've gotten to check off stuff that wasn't even ON the list.

I saw Falling Water:

Ignore the tourist.

This was a beautiful place to visit. Everyone should spend a whole day to go and visit the Frank Lloyd Wright houses.  

I used blackmail to get this pic

I wonder what he would have created with today's technology. The man was a visionary.


I got to see Kentuck Knob:


Here is the 50 mile view from the top of the knob where the house sits. My battery was toast for the most part by the time we got up there after, Falling Water.

3 states can be seen here

More blackmail





There was an art meadow at Kentuck Knob, which featured an art piece of something like 500 red metal dancers in a grid. It was slightly creepy and neat looking at the same time. (not pictured, obviously)

The Heinz History Center!

 

Kid loves the roller coasters.

This is also a place you should spend an entire afternoon visiting. It is a pretty amazing place.

I used to ride one of these with my mom

Shit I wanna do list: Running out of Stuff Edition:

• Go to Kennywood for phantom fright nights
• The PGH Glass Center
• Go to the Frick Art & Historical Center
• Take Julia to the ocean
• Just Ducky Tour (I just want to take mike on it once)

I challenge you to stop it.

I am a little cranky today. It happens.
I will probably offend people here today.
Sorry in advance.
I need to blow off some steam.

I am sick of the "challenges." Just when everyone stopped trying to shame everyone else in to dumping cold water on their head,  in the middle of summer, for a charity that they may or may not have donated to, who uses their money mainly for research.... A new "challenge" has popped up all over my facebook feed this morning.

MATH. Subtraction something or other.

It is a challenge to LIVE YOUR DAMN LIFE.

I get annoyed by the need for some people to tell everyone that they are better than others because they are doing this challenge, or that challenge. There is a challenge for 17 different exercises, dieting, for cleaning out email,  for donating to charities, for dumping toilet water on your head, for volunteering and I'm sure there are more.


How about you just do it and not try to harass everyone else to do it.


I love social media. I tweet about the most mundane stuff and people tweet back sometimes. But I am not challenging people "to do the same things I am or you suck" stuff either. Just do it. When someone specifically asks why you are so happy (or soaked with toilet water?) you can say, "Oh, I took the 'life is more than 100 million social challenges' challenge and just spent time not on the electronic stuff for a bit each day.

So, I challenge the general public and media, to stop with all the ridiculous "I am better than you because I did this challenge and so I'm going to post it everywhere 50 times to prove it!" crap.

Please.

Unexpected List Update!

Shit I wanna do list: Tired Of Putting a Year Here Edition

• Go to see Falling Water or Falling Water AFTER DARK TOUR
• Go to Kennywood for phantom fright nights
• Heinz History Center
• The PGH Glass Center
• Go to the Frick Art & Historical Center
• DONE: Sandcastle
• Just Ducky Tour (I just want to take mike on it once)

Wait. Do you see it?

I took Julia to sandcastle for the first time!!

When I lost my job and all vacation plans were tossed in the garbage, I had to think very local. The happy new job has a happy fund to cover things like amusement park tickets. Which is GREAT. Because: Do I really need to point it out? Also because happy new job doesn't pay as much as torture terrible job did. ( I'm ok with that. I like my sanity and everyone else does too.) I got to do something fun with her since there was no trip anywhere this summer.

There is also a rumor that I might get to check something else off this list in September. See if you can guess what it might be!

Hello? Again.

Hello.

Are you there? Are you?

Yeah, I'm here. The blog has been refreshed, and I intend to make an effort to post again.

Things got crazy. 
I got laid off. I got a new job. My head was slightly explody (yes, I made it up) from shoving unix into it for the new job. I starting singing semi professionally in my BFF's variety show every couple of months. I have jumped in to the black hair color again, this time with the red/black and the results are much better. (I LOVE IT.)

I would update my (not a bucket) list of shit to do. But I haz no vacation time now. So, I am probably not checking anything off of it.

Keep an eye out for updates. :-)

 

Black Friday is a LIE

Reading the myriad of new reports about "Black Friday" and the retailers trying to one up each other this year makes me want to smack someone in the head. I feel like I need to get a calendar out and teach retailer CEO's the days of the week again. My 1st grader knows them. So, I would assume that once you get disgustingly rich, and never work on holidays, you must forget the days of the week.


First, IT IS NOT BLACK FRIDAY SALE IF YOU'RE OPEN ON THURSDAY. PERIOD.
Thursday ≠ Friday. Ever.
Example:

"Kmart announced that the stores that long promoted "blue light specials" will be open AT 6AM on Thanksgiving morning until 11 p.m. Friday night.
Sears stores will work a less aggressive schedule, opening from 8 p.m. on Thanksgiving night to 10 p.m. Friday."

That means, people do not get to spend time with their families, on a FAMILY holiday. Also, IT IS NOT BLACK FRIDAY SALE IF YOU ARE OPEN ON THURSDAY. I don't understand the confusion here. You can't have a Black Friday sale if the day of the sale is NOT FRIDAY

"Some malls and even Target, Macy’s and JC Penny will open at 8 PM Thanksgiving Day for the beginning of the Black Friday deals."

I love you Target, but come on. I expect better.

Can we have one damn day a year? Retail and customer service doesn't deserve ONE DAY OFF from humanity and its general rudeness??? Really? It can't wait until FRIDAY?

Now, that we have established that 'Black Friday' means nothing since stores are opened for the same sales on days that are NOT Fridays... Why stop at Thursday??? If you really want to win this game, you have to think outside the box.

Let's have Black Friday on the MONDAY of Thanksgiving week. Hell, why bother with just a week early? Let's smash the competitors and start with the first Friday of November and call THAT Friday, Black Friday instead. Retailers are always moaning about the short holiday shopping season. So, why not move "Black Friday" a couple weeks so that people can spend one damn holiday with family. JUST ONE.

Amazon and Wal-Mart are already on that idea of starting holiday sales right after Halloween. Both of them started their sales November 1st.

For the record, I have never shopped on Black Friday. I have worked in retail for it in the past, and people who go out and shop on Black Friday, are INSANE. You know what? I have to deal with insanity, rudeness and mean people every single work day.
I have to work Thanksgiving.
I have to work the day after.
I'll probably have to work Christmas eve, Christmas day and New Years.
I miss every holiday.
It sucks.

It would be nice if we, the holiday deprived, could get ONE DAMN HOLIDAY OFF.

Random Rants

Sports pain...

I will say what we are all thinking after they lost 55-31 today.

Go home steelers, you're DRUNK.

What happens when you overspend on one player and then shop at the dollar store for the rest of the team? Yeah. I know. Right? Or Maybe the Pirates passed on the Loseritis to them.

KEEP ALL THE STEELERS AWAY FROM THE HOCKEY TEAM, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD.


Open letters

Dear Coworker,

Stop wearing pajama pants to work. STOP IT. It takes all of ONE WHOLE MINUTE to put on a pair of jeans. And if you are using that one minute to put ON the pajama pants? You really need to evaluate your LIFE. Pajama Pants are not intended to be worn to work. OR EVEN OUTSIDE.
At this point, yoga pants, leggings, and pajama jeans are way more appropriate clothing to wear to work.
Have you ever heard the expression "dress for the job you want, not the job you have?" Is your desired job Homeless Person? I don't expect you to go all out, but you know, executives pass through our building, you could at least LOOK like you work for the damn company.
Seriously.



Dear Cats,

Knock your shit off at 5 am. You can play on the ENTIRE 1st floor. I would prefer to sleep rather than be assaulted by cats chasing each other all over my bedroom at 5 in the morning. And I would love if you played with the 204857594 toys down there instead of knocking all my stuff off my vanity at 6 am.
OK?
ok.


Yeah. I'm living a pipe dream. I know it. Tonight cats are going to pull my hair or sit on my chest and suffocate me, and I'll see pajama pants at work tomorrow, I'm sure.

My favorite line of the week:

"I spend all day at work NOT telling people how I really feel, so it all has to come out some time!"

Drunken road work

I have come to the conclusion that the people who plan and execute our road work around here are either drunk or effing with the rest of us.


Take this article:

Lack of traffic police makes West Carson Street mess much worse

Over an hour to go from the fort pitt bridge to the west end. Ridiculous.

Now, I may be taking a very simplistic view of this but.... They KNEW this was going to an extended road closure, because THEY PLANNED it. Why would they rely solely on off duty cops? And now there is 'he said, she said' going on between the contractor and police resulting in no cops for a week.

Here is a novel idea, adjust the timers on the 5 traffic lights involved, to be LONGER INTERVALS during rush hour. I know its probably not that easy, but it has to cost less than $500,000 we are paying for nobody to be there at all. WTF. It is a 2 year closure, this is a significant amount of time.

The there is 65. And its drunk repaving. I drove through there today. OMFG. 
First, they have several miles closed where there is no work being done AT ALL because they are WAY over on the other side of 65. Like 7 miles away.

The lanes are so narrow that a large greyhound bus had to crawl through at 20 miles an hour or knock over all the construction flags. Which, by the way, were as straight as a drunk guy on an all night bender trying to convince a cop he was sober. 

instead of finishing one section at a time, the are milling different spots and doing first layer paving on others... There seems to be no rhyme or reason to the pattern at all.


My other favorite construction area is in cranberry where they are going to make the bridge on 228 (that crosses over 79) wider, along with the road and new ramps. PennDot is NOT EVEN CLOSE to finishing these ramps, and they already painted new lane markings for the ramps. Ramps that do not exist. The traffic patterns are going to have to change a couple more times for paving and stuff... WHY PAINT NOW?


*sigh*

Time to update the (NOT A BUCKET) list

Shit I wanna do: 2013 Edition

• Go to the Ocean (THIS IS HAPPENING THIS WEEK!!!)
• Go to see Falling Water or Falling Water AFTER DARK TOUR
• Go to Kennywood for phantom fright nights
• Heinz History Center
• The PGH Glass Center
• Go to the Frick Art & Historical Center
• Sandcastle once this summer (been 18 yrs. Ahem)
• Just Ducky Tour (I just want to take mike on it once)

Things I will do again:

• Phipps Conservatory (this is a staple... I love seeing the flowers)
• Splash lagoon/erie  (Julia loves the water park)
• Aviary
• Arts festival (THE FOUNTAIN REOPENS THIS SUMMER)

If anyone has some suggestions, leave it the in the comments. If I haven't done it? I may add it.

Bitch, Please. #RollsEyes

Well... I finally got to catch up on the Applebee story. I do have a few opinions on the matter. (Shocked? Didn't think so.)

I love how the "pastor" is "sorry" for what she wrote, now,  in this Smoking Gun Story. You know what? She is only "sorry" because she got called out. She was so full of herself and how special she thinks SHE is, that she wrote her name AND added the "Pastor" to her little nasty remark.

HEY LITTLE MISS THANG, NORMAL GRATUITY IS 15%. WHAT makes you SOOOOOO special that you don't have to tip at all? If you were unhappy with your service you should have talked to the manager on duty. THAT is why they are there.

Yes. I know the girl that took the picture of the receipt and posted it was fired because it showed the name of the pastor. Yes. I know this was NOT the person who waited on her.

I used to wait on tables. You make a crappy $2.13 an hour. PLUS TIPS. In a lot of places you now have to SHARE tips with the busboys (who make minimum wage if not more.) and bartenders (who get their own damn tips) too. To be clear, 18% gratuity is STANDARD for parties of 8 or more for as long as I can remember, She was in a party of 10. (per the news)

If your waiter or waitress bust their ass for you, you should tip them. It is appalling that people have become so rude and thoughtless. In researching, I found a pic of a $138 restaurant bill that says "single mom, sorry" in the tip line. EFF YOU BITCH. Liar. You have a $138 to eat and drink, then you can tip the poor person who was forced to take care of your greedy ass.

Then there was one where someone left a pre-typed note claiming that they couldn't afford to tip because of a new tax in California. Let us cut to the chase... Who ever that was? TOTAL COMPLETE ASS. The waitstaff has to pay taxes too, you know. They know. They don't care.
Everyone like this, thinks they are special, they are ABOVE the rules.
Everyone like this, thinks that exceptions are meant for them.
Everyone like this is, thinks they are "entitled."


Everyone like this, is full of shit.

Money. Money. Money.

On my break today, I saw this article. It started with a girl who has 7 destination weddings in less than 12 months, 10 vacation days and recently spent over $2000 just to attend ONE of the 7 weddings. 
ONE.
http://www.cnn.com/2012/06/15/travel/obligation-travel/index.html?hpt=hp_c1
Now, I may be bitchy about this... This is a blog where I rant...
I love you dear friends. But I'm not spending OVER $2000 to observe any of you get married. I simply don't have that kind of money.
I will be damned if some CNN article is going to make me feel bad because I can't afford to and have to say no.
(As a side note, none of my friends are getting married this yr and all of them are nice enough to not lay a guilt trip on me if I couldn't afford it.)
According to CNN, I "have no excuse" Not to attend events like weddings and such if it is in the US.
Um yeah. I havent gotten to see the ocean.
Because I can't afford it.
I am pretty sure I can't afford a $1000 trip to Miami for a BACHELORETTE PARTY.  Or $4000 for a trip to the Caribbean. (Students using their student loan money apparently)
The moral of this rant is that if your "closest," "best" friends and family can't understand if you can't afford a super expensive Bridal shower, bachelorette party and wedding, then they are materialistic assholes you don't need to have in your life.

Why are they still TRYING?

Today, I saw a headline on CNN Money: "Blackberry's iPhone killer leaks."

And I immediately want to kick someone.

The FIRST mistake in the headline? "Blackberry's." The CORRECT company name is RESEARCH IN MOTION, CNN Money.

The SECOND mistake is "iPhone Killer."

HAVE WE NOT LEARNED, CNN Money? YOU CANT KILL THE IPHONE. ITS A PLAGUE WITH NO CURE.

I wrote about "iPhone Killers 2 other times in this blog.

iPhone killer? Shut up already.

iPhone killer revisted


NOTHING HAS CHANGED. SINCE 2009. Apple screwed up maps SO BAD, they had to publicly apologize. People still bought the phones. People still lie, cheat, steal and scam to get stupid iPhones like they do for NO OTHER DEVICE. #FirstHandKnowledge

Let's look at the (shortest) list for 2012 of phones that should have committed 1st degree murder:

Htc one x .... Fabulous device. Only available on GSM carriers like AT&T on the US side of the ocean

Windows 8 phone.... Just not going to happen. It's a cool OS. There are some great phones, but they just aren't highly sought after.

BB 10 Phones: It's too early to tell how well the market will receive the new phones since they haven't launched yet. 

Galaxy S 3... Probably the only smart phone in 4 years to outsell an iPhone. Samsung worked for apple for a long time and the device they made partnered with the excellent marketing is as close as you will ever get to killing iPhone. Which is still not going to die any time soon. All you have to do is observe the masses who bought iPad minis made with the 3 yr old screen from the original iPad to know I am telling the truth.

So, stop it. Stop trying to declare new phones as "iPhone killers." Stop trying. I mean it. #MomLook 

Always An Adventure.

Well, I was looking back at 2012.

It had its moments, good and bad... I didn't get to check much off the NON bucket list that I have made, but 2013 is a new year. I have plans to find a way to see the ocean. This year.

For those who don't know... I got a promotion at work. Which has returned me to crappy ass hours. Hope its not this crappy too much longer. I don't get to see grown up, non workplace people very often outside of work these days. I am currently very happy. (Even if I gripe about teenagers.)

But nothing says HAPPY NEW YEAR like your rear window exploding at 65 Mph.

Everything is ok with my car... I was all alone on the exit ramp when the window just gave up on life... While I was scared out of my wits when it happened, I can laugh about it now. Also, I'm glad State Farm was so easy to work with, so far. It is all 100% covered and I will have my car back on the 5th.

Nothing like starting the year with a BANG.....

Criminals Failing at Technology

Today at lunch, I read an article about crime and how Facebook, twitter, etc can be used against you.

IF YOU ARE AN IDIOT.

The article on USAToday :  Facebook, MySpace social media musings used in court cases

Now, not all the idiots are criminals... My FAVORITE line is this :

...federal prosecutors alleged that a Hells Angels member threatened a witness via a Facebook "poke" — a trivial Facebook communications technique...

HAHAHAHAHA

Thankfully, SOMEONE was smart enough to realize how much of nothing a standard "poke" is on fb.

 Federal prosecutors were not as successful with claims that a Facebook "poke" was an instance of threatening intimidation. They urged a judge to revoke the parole of a Hells Angel member, but the judge refused.

Now, if it had been a "super poke," they could have "thrown a cupcake at..." and this would be a whole different ballgame. #Snickering

My personal opinion is that if you still use MYSPACE in 2011 to organize your GANG? You are a failure as a GROUP.

Yes. you read that correctly.

In a July 2011 trial of Wolf Pack gang members, accused of terrorizing a Rochester neighborhood and violently chasing away drug-dealing competitors, federal prosecutors used MySpace postings to prove that the accused were part of a loosely knit gang.

I know!! MYSPACE... HAHAHA Did they all have AOL accounts too???
Glad you were all busted, LOSERS.


As a reminder, Posting to anything publicly is like talking to a crowded room. Post wisely, or lock it all down private. Even then... Think before you type. I don't want to make fun of you on my blog.

Random n Stuff

In an effort to start blogging again, I joined a facebook group for bloggers. Tonight, I was showing M the behind the scenes stuff of my blog. Like where traffic comes from.
Fun facts:
I still get like 100 hits a week. #goFigure
A quarter of my hits comes from people searching for the Penguins Tattoo Post of 2009... and also for information about South Park wave pool. I reviewed it once in 2010 for fun.

Huh. OK. Interesting.

Are We Really THIS STUPID?

Today, I opened up the USA Today online at lunch time. While scanning through the articles I saw THIS headline:

Teens at high risk in car surfing

BEFORE you click. READ that again. WHO isn't at risk? The headline almost implies that, I don't know, some adults aren't at risk. Or maybe lower risk? Point is, badly worded headline.

To save your brain from hurting, We will discuss the article here.
It is really, really simple:

RIDING ON THE OUTSIDE OF A 2000-3000 POUND MOVING VEHICLE CAN LEAD TO YOUR DISMEMBERMENT, GOING TO JAIL OR DEATH, KIDS.

These days, honestly? I'm feeling like if you think this is a FANTASTIC idea? Then you DESERVE the consequences. Seriously. This is natures way of removing SOME of the stupid from the gene pool. It has to be done some how these days. 

I never car surfed. I never had the urge to car surf. And good grief, my parents never had to talk to me about car surfing. I had this magical thing called common sense and a concept of "the consequences of my actions."

Parents, BE parents to your children. Our jobs are not to be their friend. It is a hard and thankless job for many years. I would really rather not read shit like16yr olds getting killed because of amazing stupidity.

The Things That Amuse Me

Now, for those who are unfamiliar with Twitter, you are generally supposed to read it from the bottom up. However, sometimes at work when its been a while since I checked it, I'm lazy. I jump to the top and scroll down. Scanning tweets. I frequently use "view conversation" to catch up if I happen to see something interesting as I'm scanning...

These were all  random conversations going on. Most of them are not between the people pictured. Just the words matter in these cases. I blocked out names since I'm not sure who is private and who isn't these days.

I giggle as I'm reading from the top down and see stuff like this:
(BTW, screenshots are the favorest feature ever on my phone.)

Things get lost a lot:

THE PANTS. They are missing.

Or there is a misunderstanding at the most basic level:

The old men? ALL CONFUSED.

When animals mix in:

EVERYBODY HURTS. Sometimes. Even Pandas.

When it comes to bras, this group of tweets are funny no matter what direction you read them in. LOL.

BRAS. In lots of places they should NEVER be.

This group? Well, you can read both images as one or separately...:

VINTAGE. In a way I never want to know.

WORDS TO DESCRIBE THIS. I have none.

Finally. The screenshot that inspired this post:

LOVE. and Muppets.

It's not a bucket list, Mike.

There is no order to this list... It's just things I plan on doing. It's been almost a year since I updated my list. With my new shift giving me sundays off, I hope to actually have time to do some of these things. Julia, of course has her requests too lol.

Shit I wanna do: 2012 Edition

• Go to the Ocean (provided the gas price doesn't make it cost prohibitive)
• Go to see Falling Water or Falling Water AFTER DARK TOUR
• Go to Kennywood for phantom fright nights
• Heinz History Center
• The PGH Glass Center
• Visit PGH Popcorn
• Go to the Frick Art & Historical Center
• Sandcastle (been 17 yrs. Ahem)

Things I will do again:

• Phipps Conservatory
• Splash lagoon/erie
• Aviary
• Arts festival

More rants inspired by politics.

Good reads. SRSLY
http://twokidsandabeagle.blogspot.com/2012/02/on-why-birth-control-matters.html
http://redpenmamapgh.com/2012/02/17/thinking-aloud-the-fight-about-birth-control/
I love these ladies
I need them on my blog roll as soon as I get to a pc.

Politics can EFF off.

Seriously.

#AngryRant

I could never marry a politician because the first time he made some ass-hatted move regarding MY RIGHT to regulate MY BODY? I would punch him right in crotch and tell him him that if I catch him touching himself later, it was going to happen again. Since ALL these MEN in political office think they have the right to govern a woman's body, why can't we govern them? We should have a say in all of the way HIS reproductive system works, right??? Contrary to popular belief, women don't go on the pill so they can "whore it up" all over town. So what if they did, at least they are being responsible.

Oh I forgot, only men are allowed to plow anything that moves.
#Proof:

Friess told NBC's Andrea Mitchell on "Andrea Mitchell Reports":

This contraceptive thing, my gosh, it's so inexpensive. Back in my days, they used Bayer aspirin for contraceptives. The gals put it between their knees, and it wasn't that costly.

The obvious suggestion by Friess: that women should put an aspirin between their legs so they don’t open them.

Asshole. I would have called him that right on TV.  FINE ME. Please.

We are denying or flipping out over sex education... FOR WHAT? You NEED a drivers license to operate a Mother Effing CAR. Shouldn't you NEED to know HOW your body WORKS before you take IT out of the garage??!! for gawd sakes. There are BIRTH CONTROL HEARINGS IN 2012!!!

Gay people can't get married.... WHY NOT? THEY aren't the ones screwing up the "institution of marriage," WE ARE DOING IT ALL BY OURSELVES. Hell, it would help our mother effing economy if they could. AGAIN, WHY DOES IT MATTER IF THEY ARE GAY????? I am positive nobody EVER uttered the words "Well, if it wasn't for that gay couple that got married last year, I would still be with my wife."

All this political bullshit, over a PILL that helps hormonal balance. So, us here womens don't go all crazy like and not be able to make do for ourselves. Men, they needs to save us. #NutPunch

Nobody fucking cares that gas prices are almost $4 fucking dollars, that we work our asses off to keep from losing our jobs (which we have to drive further to find). While employers ship more jobs to china, where people work for pennies to build an $800 iPad so that Apple can make money to sue anyone who dares to innovate.
Nobody cares that our children in school are lacking the education desperately needed to compete in the WORLD markets these days.

I think there should be a new way.

I think that Political Jobs should pay no more than $35,000 a year.
Normal health insurance
401k similar to the average large employer.
No lifetime ANYTHING.
No campaign spending allowed.
None of this spend 8000 years in office. After 4 terms? DONE. MOVE ON. The same president can't be elected more than twice, neither should YOU.
Nobody over the age of 62. period. If you can get as seniors discount, you shouldn't be in office. Minimum age should be 21.

Of course, I didn't think of everything... But anything to get the old, ignorant, prejudiced, short sighted, greedy, corrupted, good ol boys club, assholes out of office works for me.

Now, I can go study. Cause even though I have these here boobs, I also possess brains cells that let me learn stuffs.

/End sarcastic pissed off rant