Really Random Reflections

Last night at the debate, Newt curbstomped CNN moderator John King about his question regarding the allegations of the ex.  “To take an ex-wife and make it two days before the primary, a significant question in a presidential campaign, is as close to despicable as anything I can imagine.”  I wonder… does that include fucking your mistress in the bed you share with your wife?

I wonder if my cats spend the day hiding vomit, hairballs and turds in strategic places all around my house while I’m at work. Cats do that. They’re evil.

Rob and I are going back to Vegas in May for what may become our annual vacation. No, we are not getting married.

Bacon. Want.

“Rat Lungworm” disease sounds gross.  He got it while learning about organic farming.

The lungworm parasite lives in rats and comes out in their droppings. A slug in Hawaii eats the parasite and that same slug lays its eggs on fruits and vegetables. Eating some produce that wasn’t washed is likely how he got the parasite.

I’ll take pesticides, thanks.

The Russians have frozen about $6 billion in their federal budget as a rainy day fund in case there’s a global economic crisis.  Zero and Congress have spent three times that as I was typing this line.

The Russians are also mulling banning cash transactions for major purchases.  Only credit will be allowed. They claim this will foster transparency. Nothing to see here, citizen.

I had a debate with a friend once about furries: is it a harmless hobby or a weird substitute for animal fetishes? And really… who would actually want to fuck a squirrel?

Is it me?

Am I being overly sensitive lately, or has the world really turned into something hideous?

I mean, it feels like it’s raining down crap!

I know I should be grateful for what I have – wonderful friends, a terrific boyfriend, best kids I could ever hope for, a career that is so rewarding, I actually LOVE coming to work every morning, house, car, cats, parents, an awesome credit score… I’m grateful for all that. Really.

But all the good stuff in my life seems to be this huge umbrella that is keeping me clean as the shit storm comes down.

A legendary Penn State football coach is caught in the shower raping a kid. A KID! A child! And then proclaims his innocence and says that “maybe” he shouldn’t have showered with children. WTF? Why?

Zero squanders an opportunity to help create real jobs in the United States and to help increase our energy supply, so we’re not paying ridiculous amounts of money just to be able to get to work every morning. WTF? Why?

Parents are actually soliciting germs from strangers in order to infect their children in an effort to create a “natural immunity” to preventable diseases! Disease! From people they don’t know!  WTF?  Why?

Filthy hippies are infesting our cities. They don’t have a purpose. Some of them don’t even know what they’re protesting. Many of them are making demands that are so ludicrous, that they should be laughed off the national stage! Instead they’re being given media time, even as many of them demand that your earnings be stolen and given to them, and your hard work be appropriated and redistributed. They’re bringing filth, disease, crime and violence with them. WTF?

A good friend, who lives healthy, who is young and productive and vibrant and sweet, got cancer. Bad cancer (not that there’s any such thing as “good” cancer) that will prevent her from ever having children of her own – something that was important to her – and is making her go through hellish chemo. Why? I don’t get it. With no family history and low risk factors, how does someone like that get afflicted with something so horrible? She’s a fighter, and she’ll kick cancer’s ass. But I still don’t get it.

Another person, who I thought was a good friend, just cut off all communication with me. I tried to ask why. Several times. To no avail. No reply. Not even an acknowledgment. I have to assume it’s something I said or did, because this person is not the type to just toss a friendship. But maybe I’m wrong. Maybe I’ve been wrong for several years. Maybe I’m a horrid judge of character.  I don’t get that either.

I can’t get over the fact that the pool of candidates for President is so pathetic for next year. I also can’t believe the massive corruption in Congress that goes unaddressed by the majority of voters. I can’t believe people are actually considering voting for Newt, who despite being smart, is also an odious prick who’s left two sick wives for other women, who spent time on Nancy Pelosi’s envirowacko couch, who was for individual health care mandates before he was against them… How is this possible?

Europe is on the verge of collapse.  So is our economy.  Nothing is getting better, and I anticipate it will get worse before it gets better. I’m pessimistic.

I’m pessimistic about a lot of things.

Just venting.

 

Animal weirdness

Maybe it’s just that kind of month. October started not so well.  The irresponsible, cowardly, dishonorable piece of festering shit that was renting my house abandoned the home and his lease with two days’ notice, leaving nearly $1000 worth of damage, and has so far refused to provide a forwarding address.

I found ants in my kitchen, and even after having bleached the entire place, the little fuckers still manage to somehow invade my home.  Bug bomb is next, followed by… hell, I don’t know… a Claymore?

And now this.

Armadillos are invading DC. And it’s apparently all the fault of global warming… uh… climate change.

Climate change is the culprit, reports the Daily Climate Web site, citing biologists’ claims that the armadillo’s northward expansion can be attributed to a warming atmosphere.

Yep. Climate change is also responsible for genital warts, hemorrhoids, rain, sun, thunder, lightning, wind, spider bites, cavities, toe jam, athlete’s foot and herpes.

And to add insult to injury, we now have a squirrel in Britain with manhood that would make Ron Jeremy blush… well… maybe not.

I think it might be armageddon!  Or PhotoShop.

Thoughts for a Sunday

Superbowl.  Meh. Don’t like either team.  Dislike the Steelers slightly less than the Packers, which isn’t really saying much.

Snow still hasn’t melted, but at least I no longer have a mountain of slush in my driveway like I did when the snow plows first came through, blocking me in and trapping me on my own property.

I miss Robodog, who is currently residing with my eldest daughter and her boyfriend in Maryland, while I fix the house and get it ready to sell.  The repairs will include the purchase of a new door leading to my basement, which now sports a rather large hole chewed by the black lab. I guess he was hungry for wood?

The Redhead found a photo my ex took after his new wife decided it would be fun to put a fucking tiara on my dog’s head!  Why the hell would anyone do that to an animal?  Seriously?  A tiara on a black lab? The poor dog looked miserable in the photo, as if to say, “Why do you do this to me? I’ve been a good boy! What did I ever do to you?”

I’ve never been a fan of dressing up one’s dog. They have fur coats for a reason. They don’t need sweaters! I will admit to thoroughly enjoying the sight of a dressed up chihuahua in New Orleans, with nails painted orange for Halloween.  And I’ve actually considered getting Prickles the Hedgehog an Eagles sweater.  But overall, keep clothing off your dogs, people!  They look stupid in them, and ESPECIALLY keep tiaras off their heads, dammit!

And speaking of stupid things people do to animals and children… I’m reminded of the time I was deployed, when the Redhead sent me a photo of himself after my ex gave the kid a mohawk.  That’s right. MY child. With a hairstyle that looked like a ferret died on his head!  I opened the email inside the TOC, and the scream that ensued rocked the structure.  The Redhead consoled me with the claim that it would grow back, but it was horrible!  The Redhead is a beautiful child, and he completely destroyed that thick, red hair and made it look like a rodent had died on his head.  As a matter of fact, we called it Otto the Evil Dead Ferret for a while.  Yuck.

Oh, and also…  shoe – meet other foot.

Swedish police documents on the Julian Assange sex cases have been leaked online.

More than one hundred pages of interview transcripts, photographs and other evidence relating to sexual assault claims made by two Swedish women appeared on the internet this week.

How’s it feel, creep?

Really Random (rapid fire) Reflections

I don’t have a whole lot of time to write today, but I need to get these off my brain…

Since when is Internet access a civil right???

Has anyone else noticed that the vast majority of people who oppose the repeal of DADT are worried about Teh Gheys™ accosting them in the shower or hitting on them?  Guys! Really! I’d guarantee most of you aren’t all that hot. Don’t flatter yourselves!

Learned today al Qaida terrorists were thinking of poisoning US salad bars.  Have they seen our general obese population? What makes them think we eat salad?

I had a WTF moment when climate change lunatics claimed that record cold and snow in the UK is due to global warming.  Apparently global warming is responsible for cold, heat, humidity, rain, snow, sunshine and the rumors about Oprah being a lesbian.