Song Challenge Saturday!

Week 5: A song you play when you’re getting pumped/getting your confidence up.

Since tomorrow is Christmas, I figured that I would make it a Christmas song from one of my favorite movies...

Lampoon's Christmas Vacation Theme Song

Song Challenge Saturday!

Week 4: A song that you indulge in shameless self-pity to. 

This song has very great personal meaning to me.  Not to mention, its from one of my favorite bands.  And my favorite era/look from Weiland...

Stone Temple Pilots-Lady Picture Show

The Good Wife's Guilde

  In May of 1955, a magazine called Housekeeping Monthly ran a short point-form article called "The Good Wife's Guide."

* Have dinner ready. Plan ahead, even the night before, to have a delicious meal ready, on time for his return. This is a way of letting him know that you have been thinking about him and are concerned about his needs. Most men are hungry when they come home and the prospect of a good meal (especially his favourite dish) is part of the warm welcome needed.

 

* Prepare yourself. Take fifteen minutes to rest so you'll be refreshed when he arrives. Touch up your make up, put a ribbon in your hair and be fresh-looking. He has just been with a lot of work-weary people.

 

* Be a little gay and a little more interesting for him. His boring day may need a lift and one of your duties is to provide it.

Duties, yeah-sure.

 

* Clear away the clutter. Make one last trip through the main part of the house just before your husband arrives.

 

* Over the cooler months of the year you should prepare and light a fire for him to unwind by. Your husband will feel he has reached a haven of rest and order, and it will give you a lift too. After all, catering to his personal comfort will provide you with immense personal satisfaction.

Why yes, a woman's sole purpose in life is to serve her husband.  Pfffft!

 

* Be happy to see him.

 

* Greet him with a warm smile and show sincerity in your desire to please him.

 

* Listen to him. You may have a dozen important things to tell him, but the moment of his arrival is not one of them. Let him talk first - remember, his topics of conversation are more important than yours.

Aw HELL no!

 

* Make the evening his. Never complain if he comes home late or goes out to dinner or other places of entertainment without you. Instead, try to understand his world of strain and pressure and his very real need to be at home and relax.

Not gonna happen, not in this day and age. 

 

* Your goal: Try to make sure your home is a place of peace, order and tranquility where your husband can renew himself body and spirit.

 

* Don't complain if he's late home for dinner or even if he stays out all night. Count this as minor compared to what he might have gone through that day.

He comes home late for dinner and doesn't call?  He's probably gonna find his dinner in the trash!  Stays out all night?  Ha!  He's gonna find his shit out on the front law!

 

* Make him comfortable. Have him lean back in a comfortable chair or have him lie down in the bedroom. Have a cool or warm drink ready for him.

 

* Don't ask him questions about his actions or question his judgement or integrity. Remember, he is the master of the house and as such will always exercise his will with fairness and truthfulness. You have no right to question him.

Women have no right to question their men?  Lmao, this is comical. 

 

* A good wife always knows her place.

Yeah, at the center of the f**king Universe! 

Wow, no way in HELL would I have made it in the 1950s.  

Bah, Humbug!

I am really not in the Christmas spirit this year.  Usually I can psyche myself into it but I'm just not feeling it this year.  Last year's xmas was kind of screwed up with me being laid-off.  I at least had SOME money for presents.  I could only get them for my kids but, that's really all that matters.  This year I'm not even going to have enough for that. 

I thought about trying to "make" presents.  I was going to crochet some scarfs for Rikki, Tammy and Beth.  Unfortunately I just now got one thing of yarn and a hook.  Its a miracle that I talked the boyfriend into getting that.  (A whopping $4.50)  I started practicing last night.  My problem is I have no idea what I could make for the boys and my dad.  I guess I could make scarfs for them too-but my dad just isn't the "scarf type."  Who the hell knows what I'll end up doing...probably nothing knowing my luck.  Even if I became proficient enough to crank out six scarfs in the next 2 weeks; I'd have to somehow get the money out of the boyfriend.  It wouldn't be much but trying to get money out of him is a pain in the ass.

Song Challenge Saturday!

Week Three:  A song that you quote often. 

This one is kind of tough because I don't really quote songs that much anymore.  I used to quite a bit.  Probably the one that comes to mind the most is a really old one from my school days.

"Out there is a fortune waiting to be had, you think I'll let it go you're mad-you got another thing comin'"

Judas Priest's-You Got Another Thing Comin'

Song Challenge Saturday!

I've decided to do my weekly song challenge on Saturdays.  One per week starting now.  (Should be interesting to see how things have changed when I'm finished a year from now)

 Week 2: A song that you listened to as a kid, that you thought made you cool. Real Cool.

Hmm, I would have to say Pink Floyd's-Another Brick In The Wall.  Not so sure I liked it because I thought it was cool. I just knew I liked it, a bunch of us "alternative" kids liked it and we loved to sing it as loud as we could just to irritate the teachers!

Murphy's Nurses Law

These are hilarious...and so true!

Courtesy of:   The Murphy's Law Site

• Realizing the patient you've just injected has a serious infection causes you to stab yourself with the used needle.
• A 500 pound patient needs all care, while your 80 pound patient needs a finger dressing ... and your colleague has a "bad back."
• It's you're first night shift for three years. And it's a full moon.
• You're doing the "Only 27 more minutes of the shift from hell happy-dance", only to turn around to see your supervisor standing there.
• In a critical situation, the most highly qualified clinician will offer the most advice and the least support.
• The absurdity of the suggestion is directly proportional to the distance from the bedside.
• As soon as you finish a thirty minute dressing the doctor will come in, and take a look at the wound.
• The disoriented patient always comes from a Nursing Home whose beautiful paperwork has no phone number on it.
• Your nose will itch the very moment your gloved hands get contaminated with bodily fluids.
• The patient who has been dying all night finally meets his maker 12.5 minutes before shift change.
• You walk out of a patient's room after you've asked them if they need anything: they will put the call bell on as you are about three quarters the way down the hall.
• The patient furthest away from the nurses' station rings the call bell more often than the patient nearest to the nurses' station.
• The doctor with the worst handwriting and most original use of the English Language will be responsible for your most critical patient.
• You always remember "just one more thing" you need after you've gowned, gloved, and masked and gone into that isolation room.
• The correct depth of compression in adult CPR is a bit less than the depth you just reached when you broke those ribs.
• When you cancel extra staff because it's so quiet, you are guaranteed a rash of admissions.
• If you wear a new white uniform, expect to be thrown up on.
  Corollary: Residents always poop on your brand new shoes.
• When management smiles at you, be very, very afraid ...
• Staffing will gladly send you three aides--but you have to float two of your RNs.
• As soon as you discontinue the IV line, more fluids will be ordered.
• Mandatory meetings are always scheduled after you've had the night from hell and just want to go home to bed.
• You always forget what it was you wanted after you get to the supply room. You always remember when you get back to the other end ...
• Doctors only ask your name when the patient isn't doing well.
• Success occurs when no one is looking, failure occurs when the boss is watching.
• As soon as you've ordered the pizzas, 25 patients show up at the ER registration desk along with three ambulances all with cardiac arrests!
• For every action, there is an equal and opposite criticism.
• Ten seconds after you have finished giving a complete bed bath and changing the bed, the patient has a giant code brown.
• If a patient needs four pills, the packet will contain three.
• Your buddies who were reading the paper at the nurses' desk a minute ago always disappear when you need help ...
• Expect to get your pay raise the same day the hospital raises the parking rates (and other charges)
• The better job you do, the more work you can expect to be handed ...
• The amount of clean linen available is inversely proportional to your immediate needs.
• The more confused and impulsive a patient is, the less chance there is for a family member or friend to sit with the patient.
• The perfect nurse for the job will apply the day after that post is filled by some semi qualified idiot.
• If only one solution can be found for a problem, then it is usually a stupid solution.
• When the nurse on the preceding shift has surrounded the patient with absorbent pads, the code brown will hit every sheet and miss every pad.
• Rest assured that when you are in a hurry, the nurse's notes have not been written.
• When you are starting an IV on an uncooperative patient, or dealing with a huge code brown, there is a phone call for you and it's that crabby physician that you have been paging all morning.
• Fire drills always occur on your day from hell
• The first person in line when the clinic opens will not require urgent care. The sickest person will arrive 5 minutes before closing: "I thought I'd feel better"
• The Nursing Catch-22:
  If you're running around horribly busy, you're unorganized and need to prioritize, but if you're not running around horribly busy, you're lazy and need to find more work to do.
  I've copied this page with the permission of AndrewHeenan,
  The Original page can be found at: Murphy's Nurses© 2001 A. Heenan.
  Thank you Andrew.
• You do the "Just discharged the Patient from Hell" dance only to turn around and find the Consultant Neuro-Psychiatrist looking at you like you're their next patient.
  Sent by Mark Dean
• Last thing you want to hear a doctor say is 'whoops'
  Sent by Brian Breeden
• The probability of a code blue is inversely proportional to the time left till the shift change

A Year of Songs Challenge

I saw this thing called 52-Week Song Challenge.  They give you a question about a song once per week and you name yours.  Self-explainatory, pretty simple.  Starting with question for...

Week One:  A song that reminds you of Summer.

I don't know why but this song has always reminded me of Summer.  Its an excellent driving-the-car-with-the-top-down song:

Stone Temple Pilots-Interstate Love Song

The Holidays Have Went to SHIT!

Every year the Christmas season moves further and further back on the calendar. Its really beginning to piss me off!  Now the decorations and Christmas commercial crap starts in October...the beginning of October!  Hello?  Can we fricking enjoy Halloween first?  Then of course give Thanksgiving its due respect?  

I think I may have to become the Christmas Decoration Grinch...starting next year. Don't get me wrong, I love the holidays and I love decorating. I just get a hair across my ass when people start decorating BEFORE Thanksgiving! No lights, No decorations and certainly NO TREE before Thanksgiving! I'm okay with putting that stuff up on Thanksgiving night.

Speaking of Thanksgiving night; all the farkin' stores are going to be open. WTH? Makes my head want to explode! Black Friday is Black Friday! Not Thanksgiving. Ya won't catch my ass out in that mess. Nope, don't have the patience for it.

The holidays are more commercial now and it pisses me off. Sure, I LOVE buying gifts for my family and friends. Actually it gives me such a natural high to be able to do that. Unfortunately I won't be able to this year due to my unemployment status. Some people will understand, some won't. With the latter, its all about what you get for them. That used to bother me, now it doesn't. Those folks can booger-off! That's not what the holidays are about!

OSU - Michigan Week!

It is officially OSU-Michigan week!  Let the pranks and jokes begin!

(I must admit though, I am quite worried about this year's game)

Walking In A Winter-Wonderland

Still haven't gotten Weiland's Christmas album but here's the first single/video from it.

Click here...

Walking In A Winter Wonderland-Scott Weiland 

SERIOUS Lack of Personal Hygiene.

A grown man, 41 years old-should not have to be told to shower!

It used to embarrass me that The Boyfriend has a chronic problem taking a frigging shower on a regular basis.  Now, it just disgusts me!

I found this short description which hits the nail on the head where The Boyfriend is concerned.

Self-Centered. A person who neither cares about the effect their lack of hygiene has on the people around them nor cares about how others perceive them to be indicates a very stubborn and self-centered personality. They do what they want, when they want, and how they want, regardless of what other people say.

I have tried everything with him.  Being nice, dropping hints, harassing him about it, being a bitch about it.  Nothing works!  I used to keep track and there have been times where he has only showered once in 4-6 weeks.  ONCE!  Its utterly disgusting, nasty and I don't even want to be around him.  For a couple of years he wasn't sleeping in the bed because of it.  I told him that its fucking nasty and I didn't want him to get my sheets and blankets filthy.  He had been sleeping the in reclining chair until last week.  He's having back problems and apparently the bed feels better.  I don't see how.  The damn thing is older than dirt & shot to hell!  Forget about a sex life.  Definitely NOT attracted with him like this...quite the opposite.

He had been getting a bit better about showering more often.  Now its usually once a week.  Who knows how long that will last though.  Plus, its still disgusting!  A grown man with a physically demanding job needs to shower more than once a damn week!  His hair and scalp is so nasty!  He gets rashes here and there and I'm convinced its some kind of bacteria from lack of hygiene.

Oh, and by the way...it is 11/11/11...pretty trippy 'eh?  :P

Relationships!

I saw this little quote the other day & it really hit a nerve with me.  I am tired of trying with The Boyfriend.  We've been together over eight years and it has progressively gotten worse each year.  Especially in the last couple of years.  His is not going to change.  And I cannot live with the issues that he refuses to work on, change or even compromise.  Hell, most of the time he won't even fucking acknowledge the issues.  Or, he will but then either say nothing or change the subject. 

I was going to create a separate blog to write about this.  I need a place to vent about it.  Its really not necessary for me to create another blog devoted to my relationship problems with The Boyfriend.  He doesn't even read this blog.  Even if he did, he wouldn't bring any of this up to me.  And he sure as hell wouldn't do anything to change.  He hasn't changed in eight years and he ain't going to.

I'm not sure when I will be able to leave-hopefully sooner rather than later.  It really depends on me finding a job that pays enough for me to support myself.  Plus then there's the issue of me going back to school.  I was going to go for my RN but I'm thinking about changing it back to LPN.  Worst case scenario; I would graduate sooner and be able to get a job that would pay enough.  

I dunno, who knows what I'll end up doing with the degree situation.  I'm sure I'll change my mind several more times.

Back To Skool

Btw, I'm not a moron.  I do know how to spell 'school,' just being a goofy ass.

I went and finished my admission requirements at COTC and registered for Winter quarter classes.  I have to admit, credit for that would have to go to The Boyfriend.  He pretty much pushed me into going and getting it done.  I definitely wanted to go back, I just couldn't get my ass in gear to go take care of it.  (Doesn't exactly help matters when I don't have a CAR!)

I'm taking 9 credit hours.  I kind of need to ease back into this.  Taking a computer class-which seems pretty simple.  Its only 1 credit but it is required for graduation.  Also taking Cultural Diversity-which sounds interesting.  And last but not least...Intermediate Algebra.  Oh Happy Day!  This will be quite interesting to see if I can manage to pass that class with anything better than a C-.  Let's hope!  I would like to keep my GPA at least above 3.0.  Algebra and Chemistry has always given me fits!  I'm not a stupid person but I swear to god I think I have learning issues when it comes to those.  English, Writing, Nursing, Humanities, Sociology, Psychology...I'm a whiz.  Algebra and Chemistry...I'm a moron!  The quarter starts January 3rd, two months from today.

♥Scott Weiland♥

Happy Birthday

Scott Weiland!

Stuff That Makes Ya Think!

So true!

 

This is exactly what I am trying to do...

Half Mom-Half Nurse...and a pinch comedian.

I have always been completely honest and open with my kids when it comes to our bodies.  I never made up "cutesy" names for various gender specific body parts.  I never had "the sex talk" with my kids because they have always been told about sex.  (Age appropriate over the years, of course)  They knew they had a penis and testicles or a vagina...and that's what they called it. 

They have always come to me for health question and today I had my daughter in stitches.  She thinks that she has a UTI and asked me what it actually is and how you get it.  My response was:

"Actually what happens is you get bacteria in your Urethra, which is the tubey-looking thing that you pee out of in your Vajayjay.  A lot of women get them from taking frequent baths, sex, not emptying their bladder completely when they pee.  You can get 'em from wiping your butt the wrong way and getting poo around your Vajayjay.  Then bacteria gets all up in your Figgy-Puddin."

Hey, the info was accurate.  I just chose a different way of presenting it.

Fantastico

Like they say, ya DO learn something new every day. 

Apparently baby shampoo doubles as an excellent makeup remover.  Obviously its gentle and won't burn your eyes.  It also has some kind of chemical in it that is in the traditional makeup removers.  ('cept the baby shampoo is much cheaper)

I personally use this baby shampoo because I color my hair.  I've heard that its much more gentle and doesn't have the harsh chemicals/detergents that other shampoos do.

Family Should Not Live With Family! (In most situations)

Now I'm not talking about family living with family as in Mother, Father, son, daughter.  No.  I'm talking about when you are a gown adult and move back in with your parent(s) or they move in with you.  Its just a very bad idea and can make you crazier than a rat in a tin shit-house.  Unfortunately I speak from experience.

Sometimes families living together like this cannot be helped.  For instance, my initial experience in living with family.  I was a stay-at-home mom and my (then) husband was making $62k per year.  Obviously I did not need to work.  I won't get into why we divorced-that's a subject for some other time.  At any rate, it was unexpected and sudden.  My kids and I ended up moving in with my dad and his wife...much to my chagrin.  But when you have three kids ages; 14, 11 and 8, and you're not working...ya gotta do something quick!

So the kids and I packed up and out to my dad's we went.  Truth be told, I think we would have been just fine there had it not been for my step-mother and I clashing like oil and water.  MAJOR control issues there.  I managed to tough that out for just under two years.

Now we are living with The Boyfriend's mom...or rather she's living with us.  Depends on how you look at it I guess.  She and I don't fight but its just not a good situation/environment conducive to trying to maintain a relationship.  (Which I use that term EXTREMELY loosely)  I have none of my furniture here, none of my decor, etc.  I have the bedroom and that's it.  We split cooking the meals but I've come to detest cooking.  With the tiny kitchen being 6'x9' there's definitely NOT room for anyone else to be in there.  His mom has an annoying habit of standing right in the way while I'm trying to cook.  Then of course she has to tell me how SHE would cook whatever I'm cooking.  One of these days I'm just gonna snap & say "Well then, why the f**k don't YOU cook it then?!"

Speaking of cooking, its such a pain in the ass to cook for those two!  I've never seen people so picky.  They do NOT eat vegetables, NO fruit, don't like seasonings unless its blazing hot crap.  Their idea of perfect homemade spaghetti is hamburger and V8 juice.  NOT...EVEN...KIDDING!  Me being Italian; I thought I was going to have a stroke the first time I saw them eat it like that!

Oh and there's so much more to bitch about.  I won't though, I would be here all frigging night.  Needless to say, its past time for me to get the hell outta here.  Hopefully I get this job at LMH so I can do just that!

And keep my sanity in the meantime!  Anyone have any Ativan?  Valium?  Klonopin?  Xanax?  LOL

What would you do with $1 million?

I have to say that as a kid when people talked about winning $1 million, everyone said they "would be set for life."  Pfffft, ha!  One million really is not that much these days.  I mean don't get me wrong, its a nice chunk of change-just not enough to live off of indefinitely.  The average working American-with a college degree, makes about $35k per year.  In 30 years they've made a million.  Oh sure, you could try to invest your million but in this economy and stock market, that is VERY dicey right now. 

First thing I would do is pay for all three of my kids' college tuition.  Then I would send myself back to college for a degree.  I would at least go for a Master's, probably a PhD.  I want to go into the field of Chemical Dependency/Addiction.  I would love to develop an alternative treatment to what most rehab centers teach now.  I just think that there's got to be another way other than the 12 Step/AA dogma.  But that discussion is for another day.

I would buy myself a nice condo and furnish it of course.  I definitely would do something "frivolous" with some of the money.  It would be awesome to take my kids on vacation somewhere.  Just me and them, alone as a family.  It really wouldn't be frivolous in my opinion.  That kind of quality time with them would definitely be worth the money.

I would also try to help out my family and friends that truly needed it.  I would have to be careful though, like I said, a million bucks doesn't go as far as it used to.

What would YOU do with $1 million?????

42 Things to do while I am 42

I saw this the other day.  A person said that every year on her birthday she made a list of things to do that year and have finished by her next birthday.  (The number of items will be the same as years old you are)  My birthday was just over a month ago so I'm not too far behind.  Damn, 42 things to accomplish is quite a bit.  Here we go...  (in no particular order)

1.  Visit  my son on Ohio University-Athens campus.

2.  Go to the Zoo.

3.  Go to Cedar Point.

4.  Go to the Italian Festival.

5.  Start back to school/college.

6.  Get a tattoo.

7.  Get a job.

8.  Go to Old Man's Cave.

9.  Make Christmas cookies/candy.

10. Go to a concert.

11. Go on a trip out of state somewhere.

12. Learn to use a sewing machine.

13. Get a sewing machine.

14. Start saving money.

15. Get an apartment.

16. Get a car.

17. Lose 30 pounds.

18. Train Max to walk on a leash properly.

19. Get my mother's medical records.

20. Go visit my mom's grave.

21. Meditate on a regular basis.

22. Start doing Yoga.

23. Join the YMCA.

24. Get my teeth fixed.

25. Get my boobs fixed/reduction.

26. Try to be more fluent in Italian.

27. Communicate with a relative who is dying of alcoholism.

28. Spend more time with family.  (Immediate and extended)

29. Work on trying to have a Smith Family reunion.

30. Visit Aunt Mary in Welch.

31. Send out Christmas cards this year.

32. Write an update letter to put in xmas cards.

33. Try to stop smoking.

34. Do more creative writing.

35. Have a damn yard sale or something to get rid of all my old shit.

36. Paint more on a regular basis.

37. Exercise at least three times a week.

38. Get a bass or guitar.

39. Take lessons.

40. Bike the Cbus marathon.

41. Get my license back.

42. Pay off fines.

Things I Wish I Had

Found a blog topic generator & figured I would give it a try.  I am trying to remember to get in the habit of blogging on a regular basis (even though I don't have any followers yet).  I was drawing a blank for the last couple of days so I hit the topic generator.

I could take this topic two different ways.  With my expensive taste, girly-girl tendencies and love for the finer things in life, I could really get crazy with this subject.  I could provide pictures too.  God knows I have a ton of pictures of Malibu ocean-front homes, expensive cars, jewelry, designer bags, clothes, shoes, etc.  I think I have them saved in a file called "Champagne Wishes and Caviar Dreams."  Pffffft

But in reality, the things I wish I had are much, much more simpler.  For one thing, a job would be nice.  Sure I would prefer a good job but at this point-almost any job would be sufficient.  I wish I had a car.  Again, it doesn't have to be anything fancy, just something halfway decent and mechanically sound.  I wish I had my own place.  It doesn't have to be anything big or in a specific section of town.  As long as its affordable and in a safe area.  Preferably Johnstown so that I can be closer to family.  Some furniture...I have some furniture but I would definitely need a couch and possibly a couple of chairs.  Coffee table and end tables.  I'll definitely need a bed.  

Pretty simple and basic stuff...especially considering my age.  I never would have thought that I would be 42 years old and wishing I had these basic things...and the thought of having them actually makes me happy.  Its pretty much like I am starting over.  It could be worse though.  At least I'm alive.  And, one day (hopefully soon) I WILL have the aforementioned things.  They will be MINE and MINE alone.  I will have paid for it all on my own and I will maintain and support myself...on my own!  :)

This is what the Johnstown Manor Apts look like.

Musical Blogs

Ugh!  I'm still new to the whole blogging thing so I often check out other pages.  I can't begin to express how irritating it is to come across a blog that has automatic music playing.  It reminds one of the days when MySpace ruled the social networks.  (Thank God for Facebook now)  I don't have a problem when people put a player on his/her page with their favorite tunes.  That's not the issue.  The problem is when they make it auto-play.  I may not like the same genre of music...although that's probably unlikely.  I tend to listen to almost anything from any era.  I guess the biggest irritant with it is this; I'm at the blog to READ the blog!  Wow, what a concept huh?  I don't need or want music distracting me while trying to read.  Not to mention-if there is only one track playing on a loop, that can get very aggravating!

Sure, I can just turn down the volume or scroll to the player and stop/pause it.  Its just an inconvenience. 

AnyHOO, that's my 2-cents.  ;)

-Peace

Champagne Wishes & Caviar Dreams

I swear I must have been an extremely wealthy person in a former life.  God knows I have expensive taste and a desire for the finer things in life.  Unfortunately I lack the financial resources to obtain these material things.  For now anyway.  ;)

Here's my dream home...Malibu ocean-front.  A steal at $3 million...

View from house

Back patio on lower level

 Now THAT'S a closet!

I would do some re-decorating and of course new furniture.  Hell, if I can afford a $3mil home, I can definitely afford to furnish it in MY style!

♫Behind The Sun♫

This is a really old song from the Red Hot Chili Peppers.  Back from The Uplift Mofo Party Plan days and when Hillel & Irons was still with them.  The video shows Frusciante and Smith playing though.  This is because they had re-released the song and video AFTER Hillel had died and Irons had left the band.  AnyHOO...love this song, love this video, love this band!  (By the way, I like Klinghoffer but I still miss my Froosh!)

Teen arrested in crash that killed his girlfriend...

Imagine this fictitious scenario for a moment:

You're a cop and you receive a call on your radio about a "situation" in progress at the local high school's football game. You hear that there was a teenage couple at the game. Another teenage boy starts talking to the girl, the boyfriend gets angry, jealous and ends up punching the other boy. He also is angry at his girlfriend for talking to this boy. He grabs the girlfriend by the arm and forces her to go with him in his vehicle. The girl is terrified and does not want to be in the vehicle with the boyfriend.

As the cop, you see the two teenagers and go to pull them over but the boy driving will not stop. You know you have to get the girl away from the boyfriend before he hurts her...or worse. Are you going to pursue your chase?

Now, we all know that this was NOT the real scenario. At the moment though, this is could have been a real possibility as far as the police officer knew.

Should the cop be to blame because he gave chase? No, he didn't know exactly what the situation was.

Do I think the boy driving should be punished as an adult to the fullest extent of the law? No, he is a kid...he made a mistake. Unfortunately it was a fatal mistake. I don't know him personally but I am willing to bet that he is being punished for his bad decisions. Should he be prosecuted? Yes, but as a juvenile. If he is found guilty of the charges, I only hope the judge uses a modecum of common sense and empathy before sentencing him.

He is NOT a hardened criminal belonging in prison.

Its a very sad and unfortunate situation for both families. I wish them all peace.

The Economy

Found this video online.  Makes perfect sense...but how do we fix it?

Blog...blog...blah...blah...blah...

Okay, everybody has a farkin' blog these days.  Well, almost everybody.  Figured it was about time for me to start one.  If nothing else it can be an online journal for myself.  My muse.  My trusted confidant.  Or just somewhere to go bitch about my pathetic life.  

Oh hey, and maybe even write something worth-while here and there.  We'll see...