Just for Joshua

Buddy, I thought that this was kinda cool, so I am putting it here for you to see it. I don't know if you still stop by, but this guy is just too sexy for his song.
I wouldn't object to being forced to sing in public so much if I could pull this type of stuff off. I tried going to church and was pulled up to sing...so no more church. Was invited back to sing. Don't people get that somepeople just like to be in the background?

Happy Birthday to Me.

The 42nd birthday came and went. It was fairly uneventful. Not quite as uneventful as I would have liked. I usually let them pass unobserved. I am really getting into the lifecoaching thing and am liking it. The workouts are at about the level the body can stand... it has been a while since it has done much and does protest. I still keep coming back at it. I watched this video my life coach had me do and I think that I am going to try some of the concepts in it. It is called "The Secret" and can be viewed at http://thesecret.tv. It costs $5 to watch it, and is a lot of positive energy that is shared. That is worth $5. Anything that makes you feel good.

And speaking of feeling good. I have been basking in the Republican Party's misery. It seems there is a gay Republican after all. Rep. Mark Foley. Enough said. I will wait till after the election to see if I have anything to gloat about. I am typing this with one hand, just to give the Repub's their props. HOLLA! Imagine, while the gay Democrat is living alone in the woods, petting his 8 pussies, the Republican leadership is covering up their own gay mess on Capital Hill. Love It.

So, these are not my body, but they are fun...if not Foleyesque. When my body gets better, we will post a good picture, until then...

Make it STOP!

So, I have been doing the life coach thing. Too new age for ya? Yeh, Me too. But my employer decided it would be a good thing for our company, and I was one of the first people drawn. So, I check in for a half hour every week on Tuesday mornings, and I actually find myself trying to improve myself at other times than Monday night. Tonight, I actually had a dinner of primarily celery, onion, and green pepper (okay, so that was somewhat accidental). Then, I did 45 minutes of stationary bike and some weights. Oh, woe is me. How does this happen? I found myself concentrating on lifting with my lower abs. When I flex my bicep, there is actually a bicep. I am getting definition in my forearms. Still have a little too much definition on the 54 inch waist line, but it is better than the 60". This is all too much. I think I need some pie.

What Your Underwear Says About You

You like to think of yourself as innocent, even though you're not! You're not afraid to lay around resting your hand in your pants.

The Underwear Oracle

I'm too sexy for my car, too sexy by far.....

I think I may have just entered into the land of cool. An antique auto is now one of my possessions. I know that it makes me sexier...as if that were possible. I feel cooler just driving it. The other day at work, a guy in another old Mercedes kept driving through our parking lot and checking out my car. My boss even pointed out his envy. Oh yes... I am now just too cool and I can't help it. No autographs, please.

Totally messed up.

I am sitting back and watching everything that is happening with amazement. It is not like everybody has been taken by surprise. The other night, there was a rerun of an old Saturday Night Live. They were spoofing a Vice President Elect Cheney addressing the nation as "Your New President". He was having any one that made under $200K change the channel. Cheney was advising that the upper middle class buy defense stocks and move to gated communities, because "there are going to be a lot of pissed off poor people'. Then Bush comes in and when Cheney leaves the room sits down and says "fart" for camera.

Jon Stewart tells us how it really is every day on the "fake news". The thing is that the "fake news" seems more accurate than anything that comes from the government. I can't watch Lou Dobbs without being angry. The information that he provides is enough to scare the pants off of ya'.

Hmm... Food or medicine? Gas or rent? Any of this sound familiar to you guys? I am fortunate, in that I have someone that takes care of everything for me. I couldn't live on the $10 an hour that I make. My medicine and food alone would take that. Thank God for my Grandfather and a single business decision he made in the 1940's. I will finish later. Have to earn my $10.

I Think We Can Make It

Okay! So, I have no idea what is going on, but I have been in a good and forgiving mood lately. I have been waking up feeling like I could take on the world. (Of course, that could be because I am setting the alarm for an hour before I am supposed to get up, downing some Diet Pepsi, a hydrocodone, and a Ritlin. Maybe! Maybe not! Anyway, I am feeling good.)

I have been giving thought to old friends. Most are exactly where I want them to stay...in an undisclosed location. Too bad I can't make the Vice President stay undisclosed like the them. Of course, some have passed on. There was the wonderfully talented, if extremely confused, artist Cameron Girard Chase. What a loss that he went so early. My ex, Don Freed. Now, that I am older, and not so innocent, I realize WHY he had a cat named TWEEK. Duh?! Raymond Jurkowski--we dated when he was 16 and I was 17 or 18. He got mono, and being the immature little bitch I was back then (1982) I didn't want to wait the month till he was better, so I started dating his best friend. He killed himself about a year later. I really feel bad about that. Sorry Ray, but we were just kids. Joe Brooks was one of the great loves of my life. I was underage and he was 47. Mom found out and it being 1981, I knuckled under to the pressure and lost that wonderful man. And of course, Randall Sudderth. Now that was my major screw up. I had someone that loved me, for me with true love from a kind heart. But no, that wasn't exciting enough for me. Of course Mom got involved in that one too. I would so love to have that man back, but I made him wait too long and killed that love. What a stupid little bitch I was. Todd Fuller. If this man asks you out, RUN! When he says "I will only hurt you." LISTEN. He is not joking. Well, to all the girls I've loved before...I mean guys..I would like to dedicate this song to you. I know you will never read this, so I throw it out to the cosmos Say Good Night Gracie.

MELISSA MANCHESTER lyrics

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Save Us From "W"!

I have been in hibernation. It is almost like I am afraid to venture out. I am afraid a rain of stupidity will fall on me. At least, I can proudly say that I did not vote for Georgie Boy. If you did vote for him, I hope you are pleased with the results. At this point, we have something like 100,000 dead, but liberated, people in Iraq. Of course, I support the soldiers. I am just not responsible for them being killed. Now, who would be responsible? Hmmm?

Should we go to Texas and divert a little money to our campaigns? My buddy did and they thought his career was over, but ole Tom won the primary. Yep, people is stupid. How bout Katrina? "I wasn't warned! Oh, you have it on videotape.... Well, that is just the press focusing on the negative. They should focus on the positive. Did anyone see me cunningly negotiate that beneficial treaty with India? Ahh, come on...What do you mean you don't like mangoes?"

Why don't we see just how much money we can steal, how much of America we can sell off, and just for fun, let's make everybody's lives just a little more suckier! Go George. Keep up the good work.

If you can't stand Bush (that is the president, not the fuzzy) you need to go to http://www.harrisonontheedge.com and listen to his radio show. Great stuff. Oh and by the way, just in case you have a moment of logic and stray from the presidunce's chosen path for America, remember: Abortion, War on Terror, 9/11, Stem Cells Bad, God, Freedom, Liberty, Homosexuals, and we must stop genetic cloning of human animal hybrids.

Thank you my fellow Americans, and good night Gracie.

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