self explanatory.
i know, but i'm not telling!
Sunday, October 08, 2006
last but not least in the madzionist baby shower saga
if, by chance, you'd like to give the newest madzionist a gift - i've had madze register a wishlist here:
Gift Registry
a disclaimer from madze:
"THE MZ FAMILY IS VERY EXCITED THAT GOD WILLING WE WILL SOON BE BLESSED WITH A BABY BOY. THANKS TO NANC FOR THE IDEA TO POST THIS REGISTRY. WE ASK THAT GIFTS BE SENT AFTER THE BABY IS BORN AS IT IS JEWISH TRADITON NOT TO RECEIVE GIFTS BEFORE. THANK YOU"
i assume if we double up on something, madze family can always exchange it for something else. giftcards are always a plus for those necessities.
be sure to put a gift tag with your gift so madze knows who to thank profusely.
thank you all for attending and participating in the frivolities.
Gift Registry
a disclaimer from madze:
"THE MZ FAMILY IS VERY EXCITED THAT GOD WILLING WE WILL SOON BE BLESSED WITH A BABY BOY. THANKS TO NANC FOR THE IDEA TO POST THIS REGISTRY. WE ASK THAT GIFTS BE SENT AFTER THE BABY IS BORN AS IT IS JEWISH TRADITON NOT TO RECEIVE GIFTS BEFORE. THANK YOU"
i assume if we double up on something, madze family can always exchange it for something else. giftcards are always a plus for those necessities.
be sure to put a gift tag with your gift so madze knows who to thank profusely.
thank you all for attending and participating in the frivolities.
Wednesday, October 04, 2006
10,000 visitors
Just a quick note.
Sometime today or tomorrow, this blog will have received its 10,000th visitor since Site Meter was installed.
I'd like to thank you, my friends, old and new, for stopping by.
And watch out for them thar pigs!
~
Sometime today or tomorrow, this blog will have received its 10,000th visitor since Site Meter was installed.
I'd like to thank you, my friends, old and new, for stopping by.
And watch out for them thar pigs!
~
Sunday, October 01, 2006
blessed and peaceful yom kippur to all
who await the arrival of our Messiah. i refer you to isaiah 53.
here are a few comments i read in this month's "levitt letter":
golda meir:
"we can forgive the arabs for killing our children. we cannot forgive them for forcing us to kill their children. we will only have peace with the arabs when they love their children more than they hate us."
author unknown:
"if the arabs laid down their weapons, there would be no more war. if israel laid down its weapons, there would be no more israel."
once again, if you do not receive the levitt letter, you are missing out on one of the very best free publications on the planet.
as zola used to say, "pray for the peace of jerusalem."
here are a few comments i read in this month's "levitt letter":
golda meir:
"we can forgive the arabs for killing our children. we cannot forgive them for forcing us to kill their children. we will only have peace with the arabs when they love their children more than they hate us."
author unknown:
"if the arabs laid down their weapons, there would be no more war. if israel laid down its weapons, there would be no more israel."
once again, if you do not receive the levitt letter, you are missing out on one of the very best free publications on the planet.
as zola used to say, "pray for the peace of jerusalem."
Saturday, September 30, 2006
a segue - i don't know about y'all, but
THIS angers me beyond belief:
"President’s Ramadan Message — 2006
September 22, 2006
I send greetings to the many Muslims observing Ramadan in America and around the world.
Ramadan is the holiest time of the Muslim year and an important holiday when Muslims take time for prayer, fasting, and personal sacrifice. According to Islamic teachings, this month represents when God delivered His word to the prophet Muhammad in the form of the Qur'an. Ramadan is also an opportunity to gather with friends and family and show thanks for God's blessings through works of charity.
Ramadan and the upcoming holiday seasons are a good time to remember the common values that bind us together. Our society is enriched by our Muslim citizens whose commitment to faith reminds us of the gift of religious freedom in our country.
Laura and I send our best wishes for a blessed Ramadan. Ramadan Mubarak.
GEORGE W. BUSH"
of what/whose god is he speaking? will someone please enlighten me?
"President’s Ramadan Message — 2006
September 22, 2006
I send greetings to the many Muslims observing Ramadan in America and around the world.
Ramadan is the holiest time of the Muslim year and an important holiday when Muslims take time for prayer, fasting, and personal sacrifice. According to Islamic teachings, this month represents when God delivered His word to the prophet Muhammad in the form of the Qur'an. Ramadan is also an opportunity to gather with friends and family and show thanks for God's blessings through works of charity.
Ramadan and the upcoming holiday seasons are a good time to remember the common values that bind us together. Our society is enriched by our Muslim citizens whose commitment to faith reminds us of the gift of religious freedom in our country.
Laura and I send our best wishes for a blessed Ramadan. Ramadan Mubarak.
GEORGE W. BUSH"
of what/whose god is he speaking? will someone please enlighten me?
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
Watch out for them thar Pigs!!
Last Saturday, I worked a 16 1/2 hour day.
It was a nightmare, everything went wrong.
By the time I was done and started home, it was 1 AM. I was totally exhausted and it was raining.
I use a old State highway as a shortcut. It is a little traveled winding road with occasional farm houses every two or three miles.
As I topped a small rise, 5 or 6 medium sized pigs were running across the road. I hit my brakes and skidded to a stop but not before hitting one of the pigs.
I got out of the car to see if the pig was dead and check for damage. There wasn't any damage to the car but the pig was dead. I thought it would be best to tell the pigs owner what happened but there wasn't a house in sight so I got back in the car and left figuring that would be the end of it.
Imagine my surprise when I received a bill in the mail for a 60 lb pig!
It was a nightmare, everything went wrong.
By the time I was done and started home, it was 1 AM. I was totally exhausted and it was raining.
I use a old State highway as a shortcut. It is a little traveled winding road with occasional farm houses every two or three miles.
As I topped a small rise, 5 or 6 medium sized pigs were running across the road. I hit my brakes and skidded to a stop but not before hitting one of the pigs.
I got out of the car to see if the pig was dead and check for damage. There wasn't any damage to the car but the pig was dead. I thought it would be best to tell the pigs owner what happened but there wasn't a house in sight so I got back in the car and left figuring that would be the end of it.
Imagine my surprise when I received a bill in the mail for a 60 lb pig!
Friday, September 15, 2006
Friday, September 08, 2006
update: porte cochere incident
as you all may or may not know, my refrigerator was all but destroyed in the aforementioned bloodbath. it overfroze in the freezer and the refrigerator section would barely work at all.
as we could not really afford to go purchase a new refrigerator at the time, we kept many things in ice chests for over two months. that's alotta ice. actually - any new refrigerator money we had went to repairing the truck and window.
we do not like to benefit from the misfortune of others, but it seems someone forgot or just refused to pay their storage bill at a local storage so the owners had a HUGE tag sale here awhile back. sitting there in all its glory was a clean sears kenmore, side-by-side, frost-free, with an icemaker, refrigerator/freezer.
now here's the part you won't believe:
TWENTY-FIVE BUCKS!
pay your storage bill stupid...
as we could not really afford to go purchase a new refrigerator at the time, we kept many things in ice chests for over two months. that's alotta ice. actually - any new refrigerator money we had went to repairing the truck and window.
we do not like to benefit from the misfortune of others, but it seems someone forgot or just refused to pay their storage bill at a local storage so the owners had a HUGE tag sale here awhile back. sitting there in all its glory was a clean sears kenmore, side-by-side, frost-free, with an icemaker, refrigerator/freezer.
now here's the part you won't believe:
TWENTY-FIVE BUCKS!
pay your storage bill stupid...
Sunday, September 03, 2006
The Merry Widow, has a new avatar
I've procastinated long enough!
Here is TMW's new Avatar.
Coming soon to a comment section near you!
Friday, September 01, 2006
"false-stinians"
each day i pore through articles from about twenty magazines and newspapers on the internet. we have several monthly subscriptions coming to our home. however, there is only one FREE magazine we receive that i read from cover to cover each month, "the levitt letter" and you may link to it here.
the excellent article by stuart arden i'm referencing can be found on pages 24 and 25. here is an excerpt from the article you will find interesting:
"Arab history books clearly state that they conquered
“Palestine” from the Byzantines in the 7th century C.E.,
and that’s the fact and the countering argument to this
is fabrication. Practically every Arab village of today
bears a “corrupted” version of the Hebrew (or Aramaic)
village-name of the previous (Jewish!) inhabitants that
had been forced out by the Arab invaders: Anata is Anatot
(the village of the prophet Jeremiah), Batir is Baytar (the
village of Shimon Bar Kochba), even Ramallah, today’s
defacto “capital,” of this fictitious “people” is Ramah
(the village of the prophet Samuel) etc., positive proof
of what was really going on in the Holy Land.
Finally, there is no letter “P” in the Arabic alphabet; ask
an Arab studying computers what his subject is, and he’ll
say “combuters.” How about a little Shakesbeare? Hamlet
was a brince and he lived in a balace and blayed with
other children. Does it make sense that “a people” would
name “their” country with a letter that doesn’t even exist
in their own alphabet?! The reason is obvious. They don’t
call themselves Falas-tinians because they know they’re
a fallacy!"
the aforementioned article was originally printed at this link.
if you don't receive "the levitt letter" you are missing out on one of the finest free periodicals out there.
the excellent article by stuart arden i'm referencing can be found on pages 24 and 25. here is an excerpt from the article you will find interesting:
"Arab history books clearly state that they conquered
“Palestine” from the Byzantines in the 7th century C.E.,
and that’s the fact and the countering argument to this
is fabrication. Practically every Arab village of today
bears a “corrupted” version of the Hebrew (or Aramaic)
village-name of the previous (Jewish!) inhabitants that
had been forced out by the Arab invaders: Anata is Anatot
(the village of the prophet Jeremiah), Batir is Baytar (the
village of Shimon Bar Kochba), even Ramallah, today’s
defacto “capital,” of this fictitious “people” is Ramah
(the village of the prophet Samuel) etc., positive proof
of what was really going on in the Holy Land.
Finally, there is no letter “P” in the Arabic alphabet; ask
an Arab studying computers what his subject is, and he’ll
say “combuters.” How about a little Shakesbeare? Hamlet
was a brince and he lived in a balace and blayed with
other children. Does it make sense that “a people” would
name “their” country with a letter that doesn’t even exist
in their own alphabet?! The reason is obvious. They don’t
call themselves Falas-tinians because they know they’re
a fallacy!"
the aforementioned article was originally printed at this link.
if you don't receive "the levitt letter" you are missing out on one of the finest free periodicals out there.
Thursday, August 31, 2006
"oh boo" moment #4
here awhile back while on the observation deck - remember your suthun - could've been an hour ago or last week - a last minute trek to the grocery before a storm hit i was put face to face with a guy who had a t-shirt on which boldly declared "CHICK MAGNET"!
while he was pretty enough, i must first apologize to warren for that time i called him a "CHICK MAGNET". i'm sorry, warren.
as i checked this guy out for what was so magnetizing, starting at head level and working my way down...okay, okay - so he had lovely, thick, dirty blond, curly hair - big blue eyes that looked as though you could dive into them and then came the obnoxious t-shirt. all of a sudden he went metro-sexual on me - his culottes were far cuter than my shorts! that's it for him!
did i stop there? no, i did not. my first thought was, "what kind of shoes would i wear with those culottes?" ahhhhhh, yes - the little black satin slides!
back to what i perceive as reality - he was wearing a very ratty pair of flip-flops - and at this point it really didn't matter what color they were as i was so angry and don't quite know what kept me from tripping him right there at the cash register other than the fact his toenails were painted a lovely salmon red, while my own are painted a drab mauve.
mentally scratching my head and forgetting why i was there, i wondered if i am the only person to whom these things happen in the space of seven and a half seconds?
while he was pretty enough, i must first apologize to warren for that time i called him a "CHICK MAGNET". i'm sorry, warren.
as i checked this guy out for what was so magnetizing, starting at head level and working my way down...okay, okay - so he had lovely, thick, dirty blond, curly hair - big blue eyes that looked as though you could dive into them and then came the obnoxious t-shirt. all of a sudden he went metro-sexual on me - his culottes were far cuter than my shorts! that's it for him!
did i stop there? no, i did not. my first thought was, "what kind of shoes would i wear with those culottes?" ahhhhhh, yes - the little black satin slides!
back to what i perceive as reality - he was wearing a very ratty pair of flip-flops - and at this point it really didn't matter what color they were as i was so angry and don't quite know what kept me from tripping him right there at the cash register other than the fact his toenails were painted a lovely salmon red, while my own are painted a drab mauve.
mentally scratching my head and forgetting why i was there, i wondered if i am the only person to whom these things happen in the space of seven and a half seconds?
Sunday, August 20, 2006
The French Disease, (no the other one, silly!)
One of the things that urks me is the reliance on French style diplomacy that seems to be the "norm" in International politics.
I have always seen it as endless chatter that seeks only to further bureaucratic process with no teeth. In other words, meaningless.
With doublespeaking France, honor gets lost in translation
By Jules Crittenden
Boston Herald City Editor
Sunday, August 20, 2006
French is the traditional language of diplomacy. Diplomacy is the art of saying one thing while doing another.
In recent weeks, France stepped forward to act as a broker of peace in Lebanon. "Act" is the key verb in that last sentence, as it now would seem that the only other verifiable part of the sentence is "in recent weeks."
To correctly parse that sentence, one must understand that when France suggested it wanted to broker peace in Lebanon, it did not necessarily mean "broker" or "peace" or "Lebanon" in the way we might understand those words. The same is true when France further suggested it wanted to "lead" a "strong" "multinational" "force" there.
I don't speak French, so I have no idea what the actual French words are for those concepts or what possible nuances there may be. I've been relying on news reports in English, which now inform me that the French do not intend to send any significant number of troops to what is supposed to be a force of 15,000 in Lebanon, like everyone thought they said they would.
The heady moment of peace brokering having passed, uponsober reflection, the French now say they already have a general and some staff in south Lebanon ordering about UNIFIL, the U.N. monitoring entity there. That's plenty of leadership, the French suggested: All France needs to contribute now is another 200 combat engineers.
In tactical terms, when it comes to securing a Middle East conflict zone, that can be referred to as "squat."
The United Nations, which is trying to salvage what is left of its own self-respect after the utter failure of UNIFIL in Lebanon, is now publicly begging European nations to contribute troops.
To find the last plain-speaking French leader, it is necessary to go back to Napoleon Bonaparte. He said he was going to take over Europe, and proceeded to do so. No, scratch that. He said he was going to bring French liberty and equality to Europe, then crowned himself emperor. Subsequent French history offers us a sordid string of third world colonizations followed by bloody wars to hang on long after the time to relinquish colonies had passed, setting the stage for corrupt government and prolonged conflict in places like Vietnam.
More recently, we've seen the naked hypocrisy of Dominic de Villepin in the United Nations, braying about his humanitarian concerns for the Iraqi people, while trying to ensure mass murderer Saddam Hussein remained in power to honor his French contracts.
The shamelessness of France knows no bounds. They have a domestic Arabic population and business interests in the Mideast to satisfy. They desperately want to be taken seriously as a major power. So they sat down with the United States and hammered out a peace plan. Then, before the ink was dry, they shrugged a Gallic shrug.
I wish I could be charitable here and find some good excuses for the French. Ernest Hemingway, who had a soft spot for them, used to like to say, "Always do sober what you said you'd do drunk." But Hemingway, unlike the French, had a sense of honor.
French was once the lingua franca, back when men wore powdered wigs and France was a power to be reckoned with. None of those things are true now. French has been replaced by English as the language of foreign policy, business, tourism, the Internet and just about everything else.
If we, those of us who enjoy conducting business in English rather than say, Chinese or Arabic, want it to stay that way, I'd suggest step one is that we should continue to state clearly our intentions and do what we say we aregoing to do. Even when the world doesn't necessarily like what we are saying.
That is our French lesson for the day.
I have always seen it as endless chatter that seeks only to further bureaucratic process with no teeth. In other words, meaningless.
With doublespeaking France, honor gets lost in translation
By Jules Crittenden
Boston Herald City Editor
Sunday, August 20, 2006
French is the traditional language of diplomacy. Diplomacy is the art of saying one thing while doing another.
In recent weeks, France stepped forward to act as a broker of peace in Lebanon. "Act" is the key verb in that last sentence, as it now would seem that the only other verifiable part of the sentence is "in recent weeks."
To correctly parse that sentence, one must understand that when France suggested it wanted to broker peace in Lebanon, it did not necessarily mean "broker" or "peace" or "Lebanon" in the way we might understand those words. The same is true when France further suggested it wanted to "lead" a "strong" "multinational" "force" there.
I don't speak French, so I have no idea what the actual French words are for those concepts or what possible nuances there may be. I've been relying on news reports in English, which now inform me that the French do not intend to send any significant number of troops to what is supposed to be a force of 15,000 in Lebanon, like everyone thought they said they would.
The heady moment of peace brokering having passed, uponsober reflection, the French now say they already have a general and some staff in south Lebanon ordering about UNIFIL, the U.N. monitoring entity there. That's plenty of leadership, the French suggested: All France needs to contribute now is another 200 combat engineers.
In tactical terms, when it comes to securing a Middle East conflict zone, that can be referred to as "squat."
The United Nations, which is trying to salvage what is left of its own self-respect after the utter failure of UNIFIL in Lebanon, is now publicly begging European nations to contribute troops.
To find the last plain-speaking French leader, it is necessary to go back to Napoleon Bonaparte. He said he was going to take over Europe, and proceeded to do so. No, scratch that. He said he was going to bring French liberty and equality to Europe, then crowned himself emperor. Subsequent French history offers us a sordid string of third world colonizations followed by bloody wars to hang on long after the time to relinquish colonies had passed, setting the stage for corrupt government and prolonged conflict in places like Vietnam.
More recently, we've seen the naked hypocrisy of Dominic de Villepin in the United Nations, braying about his humanitarian concerns for the Iraqi people, while trying to ensure mass murderer Saddam Hussein remained in power to honor his French contracts.
The shamelessness of France knows no bounds. They have a domestic Arabic population and business interests in the Mideast to satisfy. They desperately want to be taken seriously as a major power. So they sat down with the United States and hammered out a peace plan. Then, before the ink was dry, they shrugged a Gallic shrug.
I wish I could be charitable here and find some good excuses for the French. Ernest Hemingway, who had a soft spot for them, used to like to say, "Always do sober what you said you'd do drunk." But Hemingway, unlike the French, had a sense of honor.
French was once the lingua franca, back when men wore powdered wigs and France was a power to be reckoned with. None of those things are true now. French has been replaced by English as the language of foreign policy, business, tourism, the Internet and just about everything else.
If we, those of us who enjoy conducting business in English rather than say, Chinese or Arabic, want it to stay that way, I'd suggest step one is that we should continue to state clearly our intentions and do what we say we aregoing to do. Even when the world doesn't necessarily like what we are saying.
That is our French lesson for the day.
Thursday, August 17, 2006
Word From the West Coast
Although it hasn't received much attention in the MSM, (certainly not the same attention that a bunch of "Blame America First" nitwits would get). Nicole Kidman took out a full-page ad that ran in the Los Angeles Times, Variety and the Hollywood Reporter. Here it is, (in the below link), with the endorsements of 83 other Hollywood types.
Its too large to post on this blog and remain legible so I've posted it as a linked JPG file.
Three cheers for these people and thank you for showing us that not every name in the entertainment industry is a moron!
Take a look at the names, I found a few surprises.
CLICK HERE!
Its too large to post on this blog and remain legible so I've posted it as a linked JPG file.
Three cheers for these people and thank you for showing us that not every name in the entertainment industry is a moron!
Take a look at the names, I found a few surprises.
CLICK HERE!
Saturday, August 12, 2006
and in this corner
i give you the "not for the squeamish" beamish.
and on the floor over here in a putty-butt puddle of grapes he slipped in whilst making his whine, i give you "frightminded" scared of his own shadow he won't even leave the house.
have at it gentle er...uh...one man and a blowhard!
please stay tuned for a blow by blow account.
and on the floor over here in a putty-butt puddle of grapes he slipped in whilst making his whine, i give you "frightminded" scared of his own shadow he won't even leave the house.
have at it gentle er...uh...one man and a blowhard!
please stay tuned for a blow by blow account.
Friday, August 11, 2006
whoever you are
i give. for the time being. going into investigation mode. done with you and please DO NOT try to contact me again because i won't be there.
Thursday, August 10, 2006
More on Green Helmet
Lights! Cameras! Action
By the way.
Juan Mancha de Mierda, (john brown stain), ask me in a deleted post; "Who's the bigger liar: Muslims or your hero, MafiaDon Rumsfeld?"
I will deign to answer that question.
Juan, you are by far a bigger liar than either one!
Lies infest your posts like maggots on a week old rotting corpse. Your life is a lie and your ideology is a patchwork of small lies and greater lies covered with more lies to hide them.
You know you are a liar, everyone knows you're a liar, but you have lied so long that you believe some of them. I would say that you are a greater liar than the Islamo-fascists that you love so well, but I've noticed that you have mentioned your religion several times, pointedly refusing to say what it is. So you might very well be a Muslim convert. Lord knows, you know little enough about the Quran or what it says to actually be a typical Muslim fascist.
God bless Donald Rumsfeld and give you that which you so richly deserve.
By the way.
Juan Mancha de Mierda, (john brown stain), ask me in a deleted post; "Who's the bigger liar: Muslims or your hero, MafiaDon Rumsfeld?"
I will deign to answer that question.
Juan, you are by far a bigger liar than either one!
Lies infest your posts like maggots on a week old rotting corpse. Your life is a lie and your ideology is a patchwork of small lies and greater lies covered with more lies to hide them.
You know you are a liar, everyone knows you're a liar, but you have lied so long that you believe some of them. I would say that you are a greater liar than the Islamo-fascists that you love so well, but I've noticed that you have mentioned your religion several times, pointedly refusing to say what it is. So you might very well be a Muslim convert. Lord knows, you know little enough about the Quran or what it says to actually be a typical Muslim fascist.
God bless Donald Rumsfeld and give you that which you so richly deserve.
Monday, August 07, 2006
All the "News" that's Unfit to Print
I guess that by now, every person that owns a computer is aware of the Reuters controversy. If not you can get a glimpse HERE at the EU Referendum blog.
Its said, ad nasum, that truth is the first casualty of war.
That being said, we expect it from propagandists but we should not have to put up with it from supposedly "neutral" sources.
This poses the rhetorical question; isn't a "news agency" acting as the agent of the enemy when it willfully publishes enemy propaganda? And make no mistake about it, Hezbolla is our sworn enemy and second only to Al Qaeda in the deaths of American citizens.
Now a very real question, Why aren't these people treated as enemy agents and collaborators by the governments of The UK and USA?
The MSM has become a showplace for a never ending stream of Islamo-fascist propaganda in the guise of reporting the "news". Staged events and pictures make the headlines and it seems as though the editors of these purveyors of lies are unaware of what's going on.
Well, EXCUSE ME! I'm not buying it for a minute. The main stream news rags have as much to do with truth as john browns blog. In fact, there is very little difference. They have become so used to unquestioned belief that Reuters even publishes an obviously photoshoped picture and expects us to lap it up, then acts indignant when called on it.
Other doctored photos are popping up now but the real question is, how many other photos have been doctored in a more professional manner, how many staged events are offered as spontaneous events, how much of their "news", is just a load of crap?
When the Abu Grabe photos were originally "leaked", they were bundled with other photos purportedly showing US servicemen raping an Iraqi woman. (That was before I started this blog.) Those photos turned out to be from a Canadian porn site. I was one of the first to point out they were fakes and other people ran with the story.
The "soldiers" carried no weapons, wore black tennis shoes, their "uniforms" were actually Realtree camouflaged hunters garb (not even desert camo), no rank, unit insignia, or name tags or even places where they had been removed. I enlarged the pictures and placed the examples next to real US uniforms. Even with those examples, some people refused to believe that they weren't real.
I have no doubt that those photos would have been included with the naked twister pics if they hadn't been thoroughly squashed beforehand.
As some of you know, I have some small skills in image manipulation. To me, the image is so obviously "shoped", I don't know how any editor could believe it wasn't, even with just a cursory glance.
If that's all the better that Reuters can do in their photo propaganda department, maybe they should hire me!
Friday, August 04, 2006
i kid you not
supper.
last night, 08/03/06.
nancpop blessing the meal.
"dear God, thank you for providing and bless the hands that made this meal. Lord, please bless israel and bring peace to jerusalem - bless all those who don't have it as well as we do. God, help us to stay close to You. and Lord, while you're at it, please wipe all those [expletive] muslims off the face of the earth. thank You. we offer You this prayer in the name of your son, Jesus Christ. amen."
and then we ate in peace knowing that we serve THE good God and that He will answer our prayers.
last night, 08/03/06.
nancpop blessing the meal.
"dear God, thank you for providing and bless the hands that made this meal. Lord, please bless israel and bring peace to jerusalem - bless all those who don't have it as well as we do. God, help us to stay close to You. and Lord, while you're at it, please wipe all those [expletive] muslims off the face of the earth. thank You. we offer You this prayer in the name of your son, Jesus Christ. amen."
and then we ate in peace knowing that we serve THE good God and that He will answer our prayers.
Wednesday, July 26, 2006
O.C.D. (obsessive/compulsive disorder)
I think I have it, do you? Although I’m not too fond of the disorder part…
Statistics heard are approximately 85% of the population has it. They’re wrong, as usual.
I refuse on a daily basis to go to the doctor to find out. How many others do not want confirmation of this and fight the urge to see someone about it? Why, there must be enough to drive that number up to 99% because, hey, 100% would be perfect and we all know…hahahahahahahahahahaha!!! You moron!!!
The most common form I’ve seen is the hand washing disorder. Our son had it from a very early age and after a few years of sky high water bills I politely told him, “Oedipus, you must stop this nonsense before your hands crack off from the dryness you’re creating from too much water!” He responded, “Really mama?” “Really son.” And he quit! Just like that! Okay, so I didn’t call him Oedipus - his father did.
The nurturing side of me feeling sorry for him started buying him the germex-type waterless, anti-bacterial hand cleaners as a consolation. After a couple of years of that I had to look at myself and say, “Your majesty, who is the ruler here?” So I stopped buying it and VOILA! He quit.
My immediate thoughts were, “hmmmmmmm, who is developing these o.c.d. patterns here?” That rotten kid is trying to control me! I won’t have it! So, after four showers that day I decided to get into a different swing of things.
I was going to narrow down my opening of the washer lid during the wash cycle from 16 to 10 to 4 to 2. Lo and behold, it took only a couple of years and that one incident at the Laundromat with the front load washer--------eeeeeeek-------banned from that Laundromat! Just kidding…but I did all but quit…
Experts say o.c.d. is not really a problem unless it affects those around you. Drugs are prescribed in the most severe of cases and if I liked doctors or drugs would probably be a good candidate. What is my compulsion you may ask? Sorry, not telling until you tell me yours! hahahahahahahahahahah!!! You moron!!!
The easiest way to find out what your obsessive/compulsive trait is to go to the person you love and trust the most, and is also honest to a fault and ask them point blank.
This is how you do it: Say, “Honey, I know that you know that I know you love me beyond words and unconditionally, right?” They may say lovingly while smiling and nodding a lot, “Yeah, yeah, yeah--what is it?” This is where you find out if they’re a liar as you gently point out, “There are some eentsy-beentsy little things about you that bug the crappe out of me and while I’m as near to perfect as one can be, is there any minoot thing about me that drives you over the edge?”
When you tell them they have a week or so to think it over and they answer immediately, “Why no babe, you’re as perfect as you’ll ever be!” LIAR!!!
Before I go, let me say, there is something very liberating about wearing your underwear OUTSIDE your clothing!
Statistics heard are approximately 85% of the population has it. They’re wrong, as usual.
I refuse on a daily basis to go to the doctor to find out. How many others do not want confirmation of this and fight the urge to see someone about it? Why, there must be enough to drive that number up to 99% because, hey, 100% would be perfect and we all know…hahahahahahahahahahaha!!! You moron!!!
The most common form I’ve seen is the hand washing disorder. Our son had it from a very early age and after a few years of sky high water bills I politely told him, “Oedipus, you must stop this nonsense before your hands crack off from the dryness you’re creating from too much water!” He responded, “Really mama?” “Really son.” And he quit! Just like that! Okay, so I didn’t call him Oedipus - his father did.
The nurturing side of me feeling sorry for him started buying him the germex-type waterless, anti-bacterial hand cleaners as a consolation. After a couple of years of that I had to look at myself and say, “Your majesty, who is the ruler here?” So I stopped buying it and VOILA! He quit.
My immediate thoughts were, “hmmmmmmm, who is developing these o.c.d. patterns here?” That rotten kid is trying to control me! I won’t have it! So, after four showers that day I decided to get into a different swing of things.
I was going to narrow down my opening of the washer lid during the wash cycle from 16 to 10 to 4 to 2. Lo and behold, it took only a couple of years and that one incident at the Laundromat with the front load washer--------eeeeeeek-------banned from that Laundromat! Just kidding…but I did all but quit…
Experts say o.c.d. is not really a problem unless it affects those around you. Drugs are prescribed in the most severe of cases and if I liked doctors or drugs would probably be a good candidate. What is my compulsion you may ask? Sorry, not telling until you tell me yours! hahahahahahahahahahah!!! You moron!!!
The easiest way to find out what your obsessive/compulsive trait is to go to the person you love and trust the most, and is also honest to a fault and ask them point blank.
This is how you do it: Say, “Honey, I know that you know that I know you love me beyond words and unconditionally, right?” They may say lovingly while smiling and nodding a lot, “Yeah, yeah, yeah--what is it?” This is where you find out if they’re a liar as you gently point out, “There are some eentsy-beentsy little things about you that bug the crappe out of me and while I’m as near to perfect as one can be, is there any minoot thing about me that drives you over the edge?”
When you tell them they have a week or so to think it over and they answer immediately, “Why no babe, you’re as perfect as you’ll ever be!” LIAR!!!
Before I go, let me say, there is something very liberating about wearing your underwear OUTSIDE your clothing!
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