Does anymore really need to said????

Taken from a post on www.americablog.com

Palin yesterday in Pennsylvania:

“In times like these with wars and financial crisis, I know that it may be easy to forget even as deep and abiding a concern as the right to life, and it seems that our opponent kind of hopes you will forget that,” Palin told a Pennsylvania crowd.

Still think this woman should be in charge of your 401k? Oh, who cares if you lost half your retirement, at least with a Palin administration you can be sure women will be forced to keep and give birth to their rapists’ babies (after we make them pay for their rape kits). After all, isn’t that what really matters right now?

Not so much to say…

I haven’t written here in a while because…well…not so much to say.  I’ve tired of commenting on the bevy of health ailments that I’ve encountered and I’m happy to report that I’ve been quite healthy as of late.  So…all I can report is that all is good.  I’m growing up a storm in my belly area and other areas below my belly.  My fingers are still fairly nice and svelte.  The baby is healthy, and moving a lot and we’re just getting ready to welcome her.  10 or so more weeks to go!!!  We’ll keep everyone posted,

Oh Summer, where art thou…Summer?

Oh Ireland… I was just wondering, being from California and all…where is Summer?  Did it get lost?  Does it need directions?  Maybe it’s SATNAV is set for somewhere called Ireland, but it’s really supposed to have the Irish name typed in instead.  Kinda like when everyone keeps getting lost going to New Grange, when they should be typing in Bru Na Boinne.  I’m just trying to cut Summer some slack here.  See, me and Summer we have a thing.  I love it, and well, it loves to be around because it is loved. 

Ireland loves Summer.  I can feel it!  We just have to help start up a courtship.  Maybe if Ireland bought Summer something special.  Like chocolate.  NO, Summer would melt that.  Ummm…so that means a 99 ice cream is out of the question.  Hmmmm…flowers?  That’s okay, but Summer has tons of those.  I know…A KICK ASS BBQ!  Summer loves a good BBQ.  Ireland can invite summer to a KICK ASS IRISH BBQ!  Hot Dogs, Ribs, Burgers, and Beer lots and lots of Beer.  Ireland can totally handle that.  It’s a great way for Summer to meet people and mingle, and it’s easy prep and easy clean up.  Oh I feel the love already!!!

Now all we need is Summer to show up.

Sidenote:  Yes, I’ve gone a bit MAD.  See this is what happens when my life hasn’t been touched by any semblence of Summer…

BOO!!!!

Went online to check directions on how to get to the show tonight and this is what I found on the website…

“The promoters of the Howard Jones show, scheduled for 28th June at The Helix, regret to announce that the show has now been postponed to 2nd November 2008.

Howard, his management, the promoters and The Helix are all really looking forward to the show in November and regret any inconvenience caused.“

WTF Howard?  I’m gonna cry!  I was so excited to see you!  I’ve been singing, “Like To Get to Know You Well” all damn morning!!  I’ll be 8 months pregnant by then and this is a standing room only show.  How’s that gonna work?  No sitting on “my Main Man’s” shoulders with a lighter during “No One is to Blame“!  I guess we’re just gonna have to wait and see how things go. 

Instead, I think “my Main Man” and I are going to go stuff our faces at the Hard Rock Cafe and eat gallons of Ranch dressing to make me feel better.  I need me some comfort food to heal my “Howard Jones inflicted” wound.

It happens to us all…

 

So you know when you’re moving quicker than the world around you and something happens to make you slow down?  It happened to me today. 

As of late, I’m typically not moving all that quickly because I just don’t have that much occupying my time, but today I had jam packed my morning trying to get stuff done.  As I headed back to my car, elated that I had accomplished my first task, and mind you…I accomplished it with flying colors…that’s when it happened.  I had placed my package in the trunk of my car, feeling good with myself, I opened my car door, and I don’t remember what happened next. I don’t know if I was just admiring the sunny day, or flipping my hair out of my face (which I often tend to do), but I looked down to get into my car and without even realizing it, I bashed my face into the top of my car door.  OW!!!!  After the shock of what I’d just done, I touched at the inside of my lip with my tongue feeling around for the developing fat lip and as I sat down into my car and looked into the mirror, I realized it was going to be much more than a fat lip.  I had blood dripping down my lip.  Thank god I remembered to put that portable Kleenex package into my purse, or else I’d be using my sleeve to lap up the pool of blood that was now leaking from my upper lip.  Especially because I am not a laundry maven and I’d have no idea how to get out a huge blood stain from my clothing.

So I sat.  I sat for a while, holding the Kleenex to my lip, contemplating what was next on my agenda or whether or not I should I just can it, go home feeling defeated and cry.  I looked at myself again in the mirror, looked at the addition to my once un-flawed upper lip and thought, ah…this was just a reminder. A concrete reminder from the world around to just…SLOW DOWN! 

Still holding the Kleenex to my lip, I took a deep breath, I put my sunglasses on, rolled down the windows and soaked in the beautiful ocean air, and then very slowly I pulled out of my parking spot, heading to my next destination.  And this time….I was a little bit more aware of the world around me, and a lot more aware of my presence within it.

 

Well, I’m no Peeping Tom….

Over the weekend I was reading an article in the NY Times about some shady guy who has become a billionaire through processing internet fees.  Something about Porn, some sort of Bible site, and scamming people out of money meant for the ASPCA.  I’m a whiz with facts and details!

Anyway, in the article a website was mentioned that I had never heard of before.  Being the curious internet surfer that I am, now that I’m an unemployed lady of leisure, I immediately went to check it out.  HOLY TECNO-REHAB, check me in now I’m hooked!  It’s a site called www.stickam.com.  It’s an online community with live feeds from ANYONE!  What’s that you say?  Live feeds?  Isn’t that only for seedy pornography websites?  Well, yes it is… but this is a free live feed that allows you to watch anyone who is a member of this site, and I haven’t caught any porn yet thankfully.  You don’t even have to join!! It’s totally creepy, weird and and wrong, but I can’t stop watching.  It’s like a trainwreck, it’s absolutely disgusting, but I can’t take my eyes off of it.  To date I’ve watched several weird Emo guys with face piercings chatting online and just hanging out, several provocative looking ”hopefully” twenty-somethings flirting and IMing with one another, some hypnotherapist spewing her hypno-knowledge and taking questions and responses from community members, several wanna be DJ’s spinning their Musak, and I’ve even viewed the DJ booths at radio stations around the world.  It’s a voyeur’s description of Heaven.

In my twenties, probably in some sort of shall we say…”self induced haze” I had this notion that it would be absolutely fascinating to begin my own public access show.  I even sent away for the information and application needed to get things started.   I don’t know exactly what I thought I’d do, but in my mind there were some definites that I knew were in my favor, I thought I was funny andI thought my friends were funny.  SOLD!  I’ve got a show.  I’d just sit around a be funny with my high pitched voice and I’d get this huge following.  In the end, there was a lot of paperwork and planning involved, and really, I’m a voyeur…not meant to be in front of the camera so this notion of a huge following never came to fruition.  As far as I can remember the paperwork was thrown out or used as scratch paper for a grocery list, but the fact still remains that the notion was there.  Now 15 or so years later, there is a whole website full of people who for all intense and purposes could have their own public access show!  How cool is that!?  I know that YouTube provided this, but the difference is these feeds are LIVE, no editing, no replay, in your face live access.  Danny Bonaduce even has a show with a slotted time on this website.  I know, he’s hip to any medium that will get his narcissitic gob out there, but still…I swear Stickam is going to become all the rage, you wait and see.  Again, I wont be rubbing elbows with Bonaduce anytime soon.  I’m the voyeur type, that public access show idea died with my Doc Marten’s and ripped jeans. 

___________________________________________

Now for the responsible disclaimer andmy “adult/therapist” reflections…I completely recognize that this site is just plain old creepy.  Deep down I have guilt that I find this site so fascinating, but it definitely peaks my sociological and psychological interests of human behavior. Ever since I have discovered the wonders of the internet, I am often fascinated at how much people are willing to and want to reveal in their blogs, on YouTube, their MySpace pages and Facebook accounts, but this “Live Feed voyeurism” takes it to a whole nother level.  It seems seedier, more dangerous and more accessible. My “people watching” fascination aside…I recognize that this site is like taking MySpace and spoon feeding it to the pedophiles.  Many of the “girls” on the site have incredibly provocative pictures of themselves accompanied with nasty, stripper-pole pin-names.  When clicked on, they often look much younger than their pictures, and are your typical girl sitting at their computer like any average teen/twentysomething typing away and IMing to their hearts content.  The sad thing is that 1st) they feel they have to put up provocative pictures to lure people to come and chat with them, and 2nd) our society dictates that this kind of behavior is okay.  Even here in Ireland, where the weather is less than temperate, you often find teenagers dressing provocatively, beyond their age, showing more skin than necessary and doing their best to “vamp up” their look.  With this in mind, this site, with it’s free entree into these poor young girls lives leaves them sitting ducks for predators.  The problem is, that rational thinking amongst the masses is such a difficult thing to manage in a society that emulates Paris Hilton for being nothing but a drunk heiress. 

Ultimately the responsibility lies with the parents and within the family unit.  As I have said in my previous posts, I hope to be a parent that will bring up a child with better judgement, a child with brains and opinions, and the ability to adapt to the norm, but not “BE” the norm.  I hope to have a child that takes risks with her mind and intellect rather than with her body.  I hope.  With the world going in the topsy turvy way that it’s going, I know I will have my work cut out for me.  I pray that the numerous girls that are on this website have informed their parents of their accounts, or at least their parents monitor their web use.  I pray. 

Today, I am a fairly level headed woman in her mid-30’s with a Master’s Degree and what I consider some pretty good core values.  I definitely took some seriously stupid risks in my youth, but as a teenager/twentysomething I never had the opportunity to put my life out there for the world to see with the same ease that the youth of today have.  The fact of the matter is…I had the desire and I was certain it would be DAMN funny!  Which brings me to the reality that, I really wasn’t that much different than the kids of today, It’s just that I’m old and back then… there was just too much damn paperwork.