Did you know that when Obama gets elected everything will be good and pure? No more war, no more famine, no more murder and strife? There will be no unemployment, everyone will smile, and butterflies will be in flying around in mass quantities.
Oh, happy day! I can’t wait! The sun will always shine and we’ll all wear pastel blue and live in an utopia!
Hey, wait. That whole utopia thing didn’t work for the Transcendentalists and it didn’t work for the Communists. What’s that you say? Obama is human and doesn’t have the power to do any of those things? Dagnabit.
For some much needed levity, click HERE to see the winners of this past week’s caption contest! 🙂
Remember me linking you all to Insolublog’s post of this video?
Well, this is part of a letter sent to Sean Hannity by Rep. Artur Davis (AL). (If anyone can find the full text of the letter, please let me know. Thanks. I heard it on the radio, and this is all of the text I could find.)
“Like a lot of my Democratic colleagues I was too slow to appreciate the recklessness of Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac. I defended their efforts to encourage affordable home ownership when in retrospect I should have heeded the concerns raised by their regulator in 2004. Frankly I wish my Democratic colleagues would admit that when it comes to Fannie and Freddie – we were wrong.”
“And by the way I wish my Republican colleagues would admit that they missed the early warning signs that Wall Street deregulation was overheating the securities market and promoting dangerously lax lending practices.”
“When it comes to the debacle in our capital markets there is much blame to go around … ”
You know how I always say I got to get to the gym, but never go? Guess what?!?!?!? I went to the gym today! YAY! Guess what?!?!?! I’m going to meet with a trainer twice a week! He even promised to call and harrass me if he doesn’t see me in there working on my goals.
I curled 30 lbs., today. Hopefully, my Jersey/Phillyish accent doesn’t give way to sounding like Arnold’s. That would so not be attactive.
I had to write down my goals and sign to them, symbolic more than anything. We’re going to work on nutrition, weight/fitness, and tweaking everything when I plateau. My body fat was measured, too. Oy. In a couple of days we’ll do my measurements. Yeah, I’m looking forward to that one. I’m over the embarrassment of myself, and I just have to keep moving forward and doing good things for myself.
(No, udaho!) Sorry, that was an old joke my friends and I used to say when we heard the word Idaho.
I was worried when I started looking at “the list” for Idaho. All I saw were people like Hemmingway (yawn) and football players. While Jake Plummer definitely qualifies for hottie status, in reading his bio, I got definite “tool” vibes, so I opted for someone (something) dear to my heart. Then, maybe, you will understand my “illness”.
The illness began when I was still a toddler. I remember watching shows with music when I was as young as two years old. I remember sitting in my parents’ livingroom (yes, they were still together and I remember the apartment) staring at this band of guys with long hair and stuff. According to my mom, they were Paul Revere and the Raiders. Apparently my love for long-haired musician-types, crazy get-ups, and music began at a very young age, a harbinger of things to come. So, how could I be blamed if I went nutso, years later, over the likes of Metallica, Motley Crue, Iron Maiden, and Judas Priest, right?
Initially located in Boise, Idaho, the Raiders started as an instrumental rock outfit led by organist Paul Revere (born Paul Revere Dick on January 7, 1938). In his early twenties, Revere already owned several restaurants in Caldwell, Idaho, and first met singer Mark Lindsay (born March 9, 1942, Eugene, Oregon) while picking up an order of hamburger buns from the bakery where Lindsay worked [2] (this circumstance was later referred to in the tongue-in-cheek song “Legend of Paul Revere”). Lindsay joined Revere’s band in 1958. Originally called The Downbeats, they changed their name to Paul Revere & The Raiders in 1960 on the eve of their first record release for Gardena Records.
I always joke that my day-job is teaching and that my part-time job is grading and prepping. I could easily spend three or more hours a day on grading and prepping. During the week, I spend two or so days grading and a couple of days planning and making copies for the next week. (Helps me to not bring home work on the weekends if I do it that way.)
Over the past week I did about 16+ hours of grading. Doesn’t look like much, does it? Trust me, it is a lot of reading (four essays per hour, sometimes six). The video is for size perspective. I have off from school tomorrow, so it’s all good! 🙂
Visions of surfers hitting the big waves go through my mind when I think of Hawaii. However, did you know that there is a flyin’ Hawaiian? Yep, there is. His name is Shane Victorino, and he plays for the Philadelphia Phillies. He’s cute, and in every interview I’ve seen him in, he seems decent enough and a nice guy.
Victorino is called the “Flyin’ Hawaiian” because of his base running speed and his ability to cover the outfield.
The Phillies won the NL East this weekend. So, good luck to them. I never get my hopes up these days. They’ve broken my spirit too many times.
I had a little bit of Chinese food for dinner, and for dessert, I had two fortune cookies. Usually, not unlike a lot of people, I get “fortunes” that are not really fortunes. I giggle at those, and I don’t believe in the validity of fortunes. However, the idea of these two becoming reality would be really nice. 🙂
The All-American Manliness Award goes to country singer, Alan Jackson. Okay, he’s won a ton of awards, so I doubt mine means a thing.
He’s has sold 50 million (plus) records and is about to turn 50. Wow! 50?
Why did I choose Jackson? Well part of the manliness factor for me is showing some heart, which he does in his music, and relying on what matters. While most of my “manliness” choices, I dare say, are not on really good terms with God (just an assumption), Jackson and his wife, Denise learned to make God a prominent member of their family when they went through a near-divorce. (She discusses some of that in THIS book.)
I’m a firm believer that having God at the center of a relationship is a very important thing. Imagine the wonderful things that can grow from it! In tribute to that, HERE’S one of the prettiest songs I’ve ever heard.
So, here he is with something else that I like…his eyes. They are so cool.
“For it is You who blesses the righteous man, O LORD, You surround him with favor as with a shield.”
Job 10:12
“You have granted me life and lovingkindness; and Your care has preserved my spirit.”
“If I Stand”–Rich Mullins
All the stuff around us is minute in comparison to God’s power. Try to remember that while you are watching the news this week.
Pray for our country and its leaders (local, state, and federal). Whoever lands in office is there, but it is God who moves in men’s hearts, whether they ask Him to or not.
First, view THIS video from Woody about the housing mess.
Here is some information about the Community Reinvestment Act, but I urge you to do your own fact-finding.
Next, go to Old NFO’s site to see THIS video of the Fannie Mae CEO enjoying some “family” bonding.
Lastly, visit with Insolublog for a look at Republicans trying to warn about the problems at Freddie Mac and discussing the corruption that was taking place. The Democrats? They were busy sticking up for the the scam-artists, saying that there was no corruption.
Remember, there is plenty of blame to go around for all of this mess; however, the flagrant abuse of power shown in Insolublog’s video is, in my opinion, criminal.
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