It's Just Me

delusions @ 2009-09-17T19:57:00

2009-09-17T23:57:49Z

HA!

delusions @ 2009-09-10T20:36:00

2009-09-11T00:36:06Z

Coincidently, I boycott Baptists because they don't support gays....and they drink Coke.

Gooooooooooo PEPSI!!

Local church boycotts Pepsi; says company support gays

Thursday, September 10, 2009

Terry Kemple is leading the boycott of Pepsi.

HILLSBOROUGH COUNTY, FL (Bay News 9) -- A Bay area church has removed all its Pepsi Cola vending machines and replaced them with Coca Cola because it believes Pepsi supports gay programs.

Terry Kemple, a member of Bell Shoals Baptist Church in Brandon, said Pepsi spends a lot of money to support gay programs. Kemple is the president of a local ministry called the Community Issues Council, which urged Bell Shoals to part ways with Pepsi.

"I don't hate anybody," Kemple said. "I'm not a bigot or a homophobe. What we're really trying to say is enough is enough."

R. Zeke Fread, a member of gay advocacy group Pride Tampa Bay, is aware of the boycott.

"They have every right to do what they want," Fread said. "I think it's a symbolic gesture that they're getting a little carried away with. I think they're spinning their wheels."

Fread said 57 percent of Fortune 500 companies offer domestic partnership benefits.

But Kemple says Pepsi actively supports the gay community.

Bay News 9 both called and emailed Pepsi about the boycott, but the company has not responded. But Pride Tampa Bay said they sent a letter to the company and it wrote back saying it supports diversity.

RIP Michael Jackson

2009-06-26T02:00:36Z

All I can say is...holy crap, didn't see that one coming!

I remember rollerskating to Rock With You when it first came out...when Thriller came out and watching the making of the Thriller video about 20 million times....listening to the Jackson reunion tour playing at Rich Stadium....counting the crotch grabs in the Way You Make Me Feel video. Wow. Now that I think about it, his music was a bigger part of my childhood memories than I thought. Sad that he died so young, but then again it was his own doing.

Hmmm.

delusions @ 2009-06-22T22:17:00

2009-06-23T02:17:48Z

YURP!

That is all....

Shocking and very sad

2009-03-19T00:24:59Z

Actress Natasha Richardson has died

Husband Liam Neeson, sons ‘shocked and devastated’ by loss

BREAKING NEWS

updated 21 minutes ago

MONTREAL - A spokesman for the family of Natasha Richardson says the actress has died.

Richardson, a gifted and precocious heiress to acting royalty whose career highlights included the film “Patty Hearst” and a Tony-winning performance in a stage revival of “Cabaret,” died after suffering an apparent head injury from a skiing accident. She was 45.

Alan Nierob of Rogers & Cowan said in a statement Wednesday night: “Liam Neeson, his sons, and the entire family are shocked and devastated by the tragic death of their beloved Natasha. They are profoundly grateful for the support, love and prayers of everyone, and ask for privacy during this very difficult time.”

delusions @ 2009-03-07T17:08:00

2009-03-07T22:08:56Z

In case anyone is interested....here's a good LJ archiver. It downloads all your journal entries (automatically) and has export options. Makes archiving your LJ easy, I promise!

http://fawx.com/software/ljarchive/

delusions @ 2009-02-14T09:57:00

2009-02-14T14:57:58Z

Posting this for posterity. Clarence, NY is only a few miles up Transit Rd from where I grew up in East Aurora. The only other event that has ever affected me more than this was 9/11. I'm stunned and saddened that this happened anywhere, but even more so that it happened in a place very familiar to me.

N.Y. Plane Crash Photos: 'The whole sky was lit up orange,' witness says

Fiery plane crash in upstate NY kills 49 people

AP – A plane burns after it crashed into a house in Clarence Center, N.Y., Thursday Feb. 12, 2009. Authorities …

CLARENCE, N.Y. – A commuter plane "basically dove" into a house while coming in for a landing, sparking a fiery explosion that killed all 48 people on board and one person on the ground, an emergency official said Friday.

It was the first fatal crash of a commercial airliner in the U.S. in 2 1/2 years.

Witnesses heard the twin turboprop aircraft sputtering before it went down in light snow and fog around 10:20 p.m. Thursday. Flames silhouetted the shattered home after Continental Connection Flight 3407 plummeted into it around about five miles from Buffalo Niagara International Airport.

"The whole sky was lit up orange," said Bob Dworak, who lives less than a mile from the crash site. "All the sudden, there was a big bang, and the house shook."

The 74-seat Q400 Bombardier aircraft, operated by Colgan Air, was flying from Newark Liberty International Airport in New Jersey and preparing to land at Buffalo Niagara International Airport.

FBI spokesman Richard Kolko said there is "no indication of any security related event" that brought the plane down.

Six hours after the crash, the task of retrieving remains had not yet begun.

"It's still a hot scene," Clarence emergency control director Dave Bissonette said. "The fuselage lies right on the footprint of the house."

Prior to the crash, the voice of a female pilot on Continental Flight 3407 could be heard communicating with air traffic controllers, according to a recording of the Buffalo air traffic control's radio messages shortly before the crash captured by the Web site http://www.liveatc.net. Neither the controller nor the pilot showed any concerns that anything is out of the ordinary as the airplane is asked to fly at 2,300 feet. A minute later, the controller tries to contact the plane but hears no response. After a pause, he tries to contact the plane again.

Eventually he tells an unidentified listener to contact authorities on the ground in the Clarence area.

"You need to find if anything is on the ground," the controller says. "All I can tell you is the aircraft is over the marker (landing beacon), and we're not talking to them now."

After the crash, at least two pilots are heard saying they have been picking up ice on their wings.

"We've been getting ice since 20 miles south of the airport," one says.

The National Transportation Safety Board said it was sending a team of crash investigators to Buffalo early Friday. A spokeswoman for the Department of Homeland Security in Washington, said there was no indication terrorism was involved.

"All indications are that this was an air-safety event," said spokeswoman Amy Kudwa.

While residents of the neighborhood where the plane went down were used to planes rumbling overhead, witnesses said this one sounded louder than usual, sputtered and made some odd noises.

After hearing the crash, Dworak drove over to take a look, and "all we were seeing was 50 to 100 foot flames and a pile of rubble on the ground. It looked like the house just got destroyed the instant it got hit."

Witness Tony Tatro said he saw the plane flying low and knew it was in trouble.

"It was not spiraling at all. The left wing was a little low," he told WGRZ-TV.

One person in the home was killed, and two others inside were able to escape with minor injuires. Twelve homes were evacuated near the crash site. The tail or part of a wing was visible through flames and thick smoke that engulfed the scene.

Erie County Executive Chris Collins said the plane was carrying 5,000 pounds of fuel and apparently exploded on impact.

Firefighters got as close to the plane as they could, he said. "They were shouting out to see if there were any survivors on the plane. Truly a very heroic effort, but there were no survivors."

It was the first fatal crash of a commercial airliner in the United States since Aug. 27, 2006, when 49 people were killed after a Comair jetliner took off from a Lexington, Ky., runway that was too short.

Houston-based Continental Airlines issued a statement saying that preliminary information showed the plane carried 44 passengers and a crew of four.

About 30 relatives and others who arrived at the airport in the overnight hours were escorted into a private area and then taken by bus to a senior citizens center in the neighboring town of Cheektowaga, where counselors and representatives from Continental waited to help.

"At this time, the full resources of Colgan Air's accident response team are being mobilized and will be devoted to cooperating with all authorities responding to the accident and to contacting family members and providing assistance to them," the statement said.

"Continental extends its deepest sympathy to the family members and loved ones of those involved in this accident," said Larry Kellner, chairman and CEO of Continental Airlines, in a later statement. "Our thoughts and prayers are with all of the family members and loved ones of those involved in the flight 3407 tragedy."

Manassas, Va.-based Colgan Air said in a statement that airline personnel and local authorities were working to confirm the number of people on board and their identities.

As family members of the victims trickled in to the airport in the overnight hours, they were escorted by airport personnel to a private area.

Chris Kausner, believing his sister was on the plane, rushed to a hastily established command center after calling his vacationing mother in Florida to break the news.

"To tell you the truth, I heard my mother make a noise on the phone that I've never heard before. So not good, not good," he told reporters.

Clarence is a growing eastern suburb of Buffalo, largely residential but with rural stretches. The crash site is a street of older, single-family homes which apparently back up to wooded area.

While the fire was contained, smoke still billowed over the scene about four hours later. Houses in the neighborhood are only about 20-25 feet apart.

"The fact that the damage is limited to the one residence is really amazing," said state police spokeswoman Rebecca Gibbons.

The crash came less than a month after a US Airways pilot guided his crippled plane to a landing in the Hudson River off Manhattan, saving the lives of all 155 people aboard. Birds had apparently disabled both its engines.

On Dec. 20, a Continental Airlines plane veered off a runway and slid into a snowy field at the Denver airport, injuring 38 people.

Continental's release said relatives and friends of those on Flight 3407 who wanted to give or receive information about those on board could telephone a special family assistance number, 1-800-621-3263.

delusions @ 2009-01-16T17:54:00

2009-01-16T22:55:04Z

Soooooooo

My day started this morning at 6:30 when it was a balmy -16 degrees. About 45 minutes later, after getting ready and attending to the dogs, I went out to start my car. Which, of course, didn't start. I totally knew it was going to happen one of these times. My brother and sister in law were still sleeping (which, at 7:30 am, I can't blame them) so I called in to work and said I would be late. About an hour later, my brother's kids showed up, so I let them in and had a little breakfast. Russ and Val were up by 10, at which time Russ went out and put the battery charger on my car. After leaving it running to warm up for a half hour (and it was still not even all the way warm!) I headed to work to be there by 11. Luckily I left early, as it took me 10 minutes to find a parking spot. Then it was the slow trudge up to the building I work in. By then it had "warmed" to -8 degrees, so my eyeballs only partially froze. LOL. Eventually it "warmed" up to 1 degree, but it dropped to 0 again by 5 pm. I have to say, in my 37 years on this earth, this is the coldest weather I've ever been in. Oreo isn't thrilled about it either. Although it was funny watching her try to get up the stairs with her coat on. LOL.

Tomorrow and the rest of the week, we'll be having a heat wave as temps skyrocket into the 20s. I never thought I'd be happy to see 20 degree temps, but here I am. LOL

Hope you're all staying warm too!

delusions @ 2009-01-10T20:51:00

2009-01-11T01:51:42Z

I have just come to a great realization.

It's our fault. By "our" I mean "Generation X"

You see, if we hadn't already come out with all the good stuff, then the world wouldn't be stuck with things like Twilight and The JonASS Brothers and Hannah Muttana.

And yes, we did rule. That's why they keep remaking OUR movies and music and tv shows and not improving upon them. Did you watch the new Knight Rider? Hello?!

So yeah, sorry we ruled so much. We're really sorry you're stuck with sucky crap now.

Actually, we're more sorry that WE are stuck with sucky crap now.

Grr.

And they said we'd never amount to much.

delusions @ 2009-01-06T20:39:00

2009-01-07T01:39:24Z

/me just kicked maximum vocal ass at Rock Band 2!!

:D

Birthday fun

2009-01-03T04:56:18Z

Today I started off my birthday by going to the BMV (Bureau of Motor Vehicles) in New Haven to get my Indiana driver license and registration. Why today? Because I was off from work and had money. LOL. So at 8:15 this morning, that's where I went. A half an hour later I called my brother, frustrated and annoyed that I couldn't find the damn place. LOL. So around 9 am I finally got there. I gave them all my info, took a written test (Indiana is very anal, despite the fact that I've been licensed since September, 1989 I still had to take a written test, which I passed. Duh. They also list your weight on your license. WTF?) took an vision test, got my picture taken and walked out with my new license, plus a 30 day temp registration while I wait for Americredit to send my damn title to the state to get my registration and plates done. All in less than an hour. I gotta say, Indiana's BMV is very efficient. Take that Florida and New York!

I got home around 10:30, ate some breakfast, talked a bit with the family, screwed around online for a bit and then hit the sheets for a little birthday nap. Got up mid afternoon-ish, had some dinner (mmm Sahlens hotdogs) and birthday cake (my brother bakes a mean chocolate cake). Talked to the 'rents and Grammy, played Rock Band 2 on the Wii (Damn I kick maximum vocal ass!) and another game that has Shuffleboard (which I kick ass at), Darts (which I kick ass at, but only after a lot of sucking ass at) and trivia (anyone who knows me will tell you I'm a trivia machine). So all in all, a good birthday. I enjoyed it. :)

Tomorrow is day 3 of the 4 day weekend. Damn they go so fast. Have to pick up a few things at the store and just might go over to Borders to use my birthday gift card. Mmmmm, the smell of new books. :D

Hope you all enjoyed your New Years celebrations!

Sparkle babies!

2009-01-01T14:33:31Z

NSFW but FUNNY

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delusions @ 2008-12-28T21:30:00

2008-12-29T02:30:20Z

Fritz
Originally uploaded by Tam's Pix

My mom emailed me tonight with the sad news that one of the weenies, Fritz, died on Friday 12/26/08. Farewell, little Fritzie, you will be missed. As my mom said, he's no longer ill and is once again seeing all he was no longer able to see.

Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.

When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge.

There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together.

There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.

They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; his eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together.........

Holiday Musings

2008-12-27T18:38:36Z

I got my wish and Christmas was white...although very icy. Sunday and Monday we got a lot of snow, then it warmed up on Tuesday and rained, then got cold on Wednesday and Thursday, so it all iced up. But it was white! woot! But today...ahh...65 degrees and the snow is all gone. It's nice to have a day you can open all the windows and let some fresh air in. I hate when the house gets all stuffy because it's been closed up.

Christmas eve all the kids were here. Russ and Val's 3 kids, plus Val's brother's girls. It was VERY noisy, lol. My brother deep fried a turkey, the kids opened the grandparents' presents (they got a Wii, among other things) and then went to bed. Russ, Val and I played the Wii until midnight or so, then went to bed. Christmas day, the kids got up late (almost 9 am!) and opened presents. I slept til 10:30 or so, so I missed the fun. After the kids went back to their other homes, we headed over to Val's parents' house to spend the afternoon and play the Wii. Then it was back home for more Wii, then bed again.

So that was my glorious Christmas. A 4 day weekend too, then I work Mon - Wed next week and then another 4 day weekend. Sweet.

Hope all of you had a good Christmas and Happy New Year! :)

Good Morning conversation

2008-12-21T16:40:17Z

Me: 16 big degrees in the big city this morning.

Val: Uh, no. It's 1

Me: What? *looks* Oh look at that, 1.6 degrees in the big city this morning!

Brr!! :)

delusions @ 2008-12-18T18:54:00

2008-12-18T23:54:37Z

Lessons I should have learned by the age of 36 # 346787:
Don't eat pepperoni for lunch and then fart in a car with the heat on and the windows closed.

Hmmm.

Pet Peeve # 87654
Women who wear boots with heels and slap their feet on the floor so that they sound like the Budweiser Clydesdales clomping down the hall. Why do women do that? There are times at work when it sounds like a herd of trashy whores in hooker boots heading down to the closest urinal to bag a rich guy for $20 a throw. It's annoying. Stop it.

Hrrmm....

We're supposed to have an ice storm tonight. I'm crossing my fingers for a day off. Woo. :)

I sent my brother a crappy christmas gift on Facebook. A crappy Santa. So he sent me a crap boyfriend. So I sent him a pile of crap. And that, folks, is all the Facebook is good for.

Conway Twitty is the shit, yo, so don't be hatin'.

The humidifier is humidifying and my stomach is growling.

And that, folks, is all the non-sequitirs you're going to get tonight.

delusions @ 2008-12-02T18:21:00

2008-12-02T23:21:27Z

I've said a few things and I'll admit it
If you want to get ahead you have to hump and get it.

Ohh Merle, you're such a philosopher.

Good article

2008-11-27T00:41:55Z

Laughing In the Face of Change

Carlos Mencia | NEWSWEEK

Right now, a lot of people are losing their jobs. They're saying, "Oh, my God, what am I gonna do?" If this is you, I'm here to tell you, this is your chance. Paint. Put out a rap album. Design a car. Do whatever you've always wanted to do. You've been saying all along that you wanted to do it. Well, go out there and find something that makes you happy. Because in the end, there will always be jobs to be had. It might not be tomorrow, or the next day, but at some point you will find a job, and the kind of job is completely up to you. Why am I so confident about this? Because I had one of those turning points in my life: long before Comedy Central came calling, I used to be headed for a career in engineering.

When I was growing up, I didn't want to be Richard Pryor or Eddie Murphy or any of those guys. So who did I want to be? My dad, Pablo. He's always been my hero. My father grew up in a little town in Honduras. He was orphaned at age 4 and ended up in the United States through a series of unbelievable circumstances—we call my dad Pablo Gump because he has that kind of story. When I was growing up, he worked construction and was a truckdriver, but really he was a dreamer and a philosopher.

But before I go on, let me clarify one thing. My father is technically my uncle, and the woman I consider my mother is my aunt. They couldn't have kids, so when I was born my birth mother gave me to them to raise as their own. I'm one of 18 kids my birth mother had—she and my brothers and sisters lived in the house behind ours and I lived with my parents in the house in front. So in a way I was lucky from the beginning. I got the attention of an only child but had my brothers and sisters right there too. It was bizarre.

When I was growing up we didn't have cable and I didn't stay up late, and the only time you could ever see comedians back then was on the late-night talk shows. I was too busy getting good grades to watch. When you're one of 18 kids growing up in East L.A., you realize that you have to do something to help yourself and your family get out of there. I knew college was the way. I graduated from high school in 1985 and decided I was going to be an electrical engineer. I didn't necessarily have a passion for it, but I loved math and I loved electronics, so it made sense. I enrolled at Cal State Los Angeles, five minutes from my house, and to support myself I got a full-time job working at Farmers insurance company, in their printing department. Everything seemed fine.

Now, one thing you must understand is that all my life I was a smartass, thinking lots of funny thoughts. My mom knew, but she would never let me say any wisecracks out loud. If she thought I was about to remark on something, she'd give me a look and say, "You better not say what you're thinking. Not here, not now." And I wouldn't. But at work, with a bunch of guys around, I started talking. I would tell the guys about things that frustrated me—"I saw this on the news, can you believe that?" And they would laugh. I was the class clown of Farmers insurance, but I wasn't even trying to be. I only really started thinking about comedy when a co-worker of mine, Joe—a bitter guy who you just knew hated his family, hated his life and hated going to work—came up to me one day. In a monotone voice, out of the blue, he said, "You're really, really funny. You make me laugh. You should do stand-up comedy some day."

As luck would have it, a club called the Laugh Factory was holding an amateur open-mike night, and a few weeks later I decided to go. I had no idea what I was going to do onstage. I hadn't written anything, so on the way to the club I stopped at a bookstore and bought a joke book. I told two of the jokes, and they were lousy. So I decided to talk about something I'd seen on TV that day, when a newscaster said something completely ridiculous: a stewardess had been sucked out of an airplane in midflight, and he said she was "presumed dead." And people laughed. The set lasted maybe three minutes, but I had actually made up a joke. I stepped offstage and at that moment I knew that this was what I was supposed to do. I remember thinking, You're not supposed to be working at Farmers insurance and you are not supposed to become an engineer.

And on that night, I decided that I wasn't going back to school, and I was quitting my job. It wasn't about money. It wasn't even about the laughs. It was the fact that I told a joke that made people see something stupid in the world and made them go, "Oh, my God. You're right!"

Two weeks later, my mom realized that I wasn't going back to school or the insurance company. She actually had an intervention for me. She called all the family together and said, "OK. We are here to tell you what is good for you." I understood where they were coming from completely—I was going to be the first one in our family to graduate from college, and that was a real source of pride for all of them. "How can you throw away the brain that God gave you? You have a secure future," she said. Everyone was crying.. But then my dad spoke up: "Hey, you know what? If he wants to be a clown, let him juggle." He didn't know what being a comedian was. He literally thought I wanted to be a clown. But he was also trying to say, "Look, I came to America to find happiness, not money. And if juggling makes him happy, then he should go juggle." What's funny is that when my dad said that, my mom understood. She looked at him and was like, "You're right."

Comedy helped me discover one very important thing: my life is my life. I have never looked back or second-guessed my decision. I know that we live in a capitalist society and I understand that we all want to feel comfortable and secure. But, honestly, I know poor people who are happier than rich people. Nothing can replace happiness and that means finding that peaceful place inside you, whatever that is. Even if it's being a clown instead of an engineer.

Sounds pretty true to me

2008-11-19T23:35:29Z

White Guilt Is Dead

Free at last, free at last!

By Tom Adkins

Editor's note: This originally appeared in the Philadelphia Inquirer.

Look at my fellow conservatives! There they go, glumly shuffling along, depressed by the election aftermath. Not me. I'm virtually euphoric.
Don't get me wrong. I'm not thrilled with America's flirtation with neo-socialism.. But there's a massive silver lining in those magical clouds that lofted Barack Obama to the Presidency. For today, without a shred of intellectually legitimate opposition, I can loudly proclaim to America: The Era of White Guilt is over.
This seemingly impossible event occurred because the vast majority of white Americans didn't give a fluff about skin color, and enthusiastically pulled the voting lever for a black man. Not just any black man. A very liberal black man who spent his early career race-hustling banks, praying in a racist church for 20 years, and actively worked with America-hating domestic terrorists. Wow! Some resume! Yet they made Barack Obama their leader. Therefore, as of November 4th, 2008, white guilt is dead.
For over a century, the millstone of white guilt hung around our necks, retribution for slave-owning predecessors. In the 60s, American liberals began yanking that millstone while sticking a fork in the eye of black Americans, exacerbating the racial divide to extort a socialist solution. But if a black man can become President, exactly what significant barrier is left? The election of Barack Obama absolutely destroys the entire validation of liberal white guilt. The dragon is hereby slain.
So today, I'm feeling a little "uppity," if you will. From this day forward, my tolerance level for having my skin color hustled is now exactly ZERO. And it's time to clean house. No more Reverend Wright's "God Damn America," Al Sharpton's Church of Perpetual Victimization, or Jesse Jackson's rainbow racism. Cornell West? You're a fraud. Go home. All those "black studies" programs that taught kids to hate whitey? You must now thank Whitey. And I want that on the final.
Congressional Black Caucus? Irrelevant. Maxine Waters? Shut up. ACORN? Outlawed. Black Panthers? Go home and pet your kitty. Black separatists? Find another nation that offers better dreams. Go ahead. I'm waiting.
Gangsta rappers? Start praising America. Begin with the Pledge of Allegiance. And please, no more ebonics. Speak English, and who knows where you might end up? Oh, yeah, pull up your pants. Your underwear is showing. You look stupid.
Black Fraternities? Seek diversity. Race card? It’s now the joker. Miss Black America? Get in line with all the other lovely ladies. Reparations? Paid.
To those Eurosnots who forged entire careers hating America? I'm still waiting for the first black French President.
And let me offer an equal opportunity whupping. I've always despised lazy white people. Now, I can talk smack about lazy black people. You're poor because you quit school, did drugs, had three kids with three different fathers, and refuse to work. So when you plop your Colt 45-swilling, Oprah watchin' butt on the couch and complain "Da Man is keepin' me down," allow me to inform you: Da Man is now black. You have no excuses.
No more quotas. No more handouts. No more stealing my money because someone's great-great-great-great grandparents suffered actual pain and misery at the hands of people I have no relation to, and personally revile.
It's time to toss that massive, obsolete race-hustle machine upon the heap of the other stupid 60s ideas. Drag it over there, by wife swapping, next to dope-smoking. Plenty of room right between free love and cop-killing. Careful, don't trip on streaking. There ya go, don't be gentle. Just dump it. Wash your hands. It's filthy.
In fact, Obama's ascension created a gargantuan irony. How can you sell class envy and American unfairness when you and your black wife went to Ivy League schools, got high-paying jobs, became millionaires, bought a mansion, and got elected President? How unfair is that??? Now, Like a delicious O'Henry tale, Obama's spread-the-wealth campaign rendered itself moot by it's own victory! America is officially a meritocracy. Obama's election has validated American conservatism!
So, listen carefully…Wham!!!
That's the sound of my foot kicking the door shut on the era of white guilt. The rites have been muttered, the carcass lowered, dirt shoveled, and tombstone erected. White guilt is dead and buried.
However, despite my glee, there's apparently one small, rabid bastion of American racism remaining. Black Americans voted 96% for Barack Obama. Hmmm. In a color-blind world, shouldn't that be 50-50? Tonight, every black person should ask forgiveness for their apparent racism and prejudice towards white people. Maybe it's time to start spreading the guilt around.

delusions @ 2008-11-17T21:47:00

2008-11-18T02:47:45Z

delusions @ 2008-11-17T21:14:00

2008-11-18T02:14:38Z

My stomach muscles hurt from coughing so much. Grrr.

*cough*

Today I built a pretty cool skybox on Second Life. I'm pretty happy with it. Usually I get about 3/4 done, decide I hate it and delete it. LOL.

*cough* *cough*

I spent an hour on the phone trying to get a hold of someone at XM to cancel my account. It only reminded me how bad XM's customer service sucks. And now that they merged with Sirius, the channels suck too. So take it from me, don't bother with satellite radio. It just ain't worth it any more.

*cough* *cough* *cough*

Yeah, I'm so over being sick. According to my sister in law, because she works in a hospital, I will be sick pretty much constantly for the first few months. That's the most fantastic thing I've heard in a long time. I'm really excited about it. LOL

*cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough**cough* *wheeze* *wheeze* *cough* *cough* *cough*

Good thing Val is a respiratory therapist and has ways of helping me deal with not being able to breathe. :)

*wheeze* *snork* *cough* cough* *cough*

We had snow flurries today. I was ecstatic. It doesn't stick to the ground yet, so Oreo really hasn't noticed it much. Well, except for the snowball my brother threw at her yesterday. :)

I wish Borat would go hang himself already. If anyone really cared in the first place, I doubt they do now. It's so old already. Shut up. We don't care. Go die and leave us all alone.

Grrr

*cough*

I'll take fucking with people's minds for 300, Alex

2008-11-16T18:45:20Z

I submitted a support ticket over at Second Life because they're trying to charge me for owning 3x more land than I actually do. Morons.

Summary: Billing

Details: On my account page it says peak land usuage 6040 sq m and $40 charge. I never owned that much land, why am I getting charged so much? The most I ever had was around 3000 sq m, now I'm down to 2512 sq m. Why am I being charged extra?

Pretty straightforward question, right? You'd think it would be easy to just rattle off the answer. But not Linden Lab, nooooo...

11/16/08 9:06 AM PDT Requested Information
Thank you for contacting Linden Lab with your issue.

In order to verify your account, please could you send me the information of your:

1) Real Name,
2) Date of Birth,
3) email address,
4) What street did you grow up on?

Once we have all the information we will be able to proceed with your request.

Kind Regards,

Hanna

Linden Lab Support

wow. Overkill? Why yes, yes it is. Which deserves overkill. :D

Wow, would you like my first born child too? :)

1) Tammy June McGregor. Tammy chosen by my mom, June after my grandmother (maternal) and McGregor is my father's last name

2) January 2, 1972. It was a Sunday I believe. There was also a snowstorm in Buffalo that day.

3) Which one? I have about 50. The one on the account is xxxx@xxxx.xxx I think

4) Glenridge Rd. 117 to be exact, on the east side of the road about halfway up the hill. It was a 3 bedroom 1 1/2 bath with wall to wall carpeting, fireplace and full basement. Lived there from 1973 until 1993.

I hope that satisfies the requirement for information. Please let me know if you need more info.

I think I'll go upstairs and poop them out a thankyou gift.

Oh, and my mucus/phlegm is a cheerful florescent green! YAY!

delusions @ 2008-11-15T17:41:00

2008-11-15T22:56:44Z

I have the flu. Not the "yay I get to miss school and stay home and watch TV *happy dance as soon as mom leaves*" kind of flu, but the kind of flu where your lungs are filled with cement and sweat pours down your back and your legs say "OMG FUCK YOU WE'RE NOT GOING UP THOSE FUCKING STAIRS I DON'T CARE HOW BAD YOU HAVE TO PEE!" (Yes, my legs actually say things like that. I take a lot of abuse from my legs.)

On the plus side, I have taken to drinking ice water exclusively, as it cools my burning throat. This is a very strange side effect for me, as I hate drinking water. However, I have to say, Fort Wayne water actually tastes pretty damn good. So yeah, score one point for the flu on finally getting me to drink water.

The flu has caused me to become bitchy and I fired off a letter to Charlie Christ, the governor of Florida telling him what I think of his unemployment office. Fucking inbred Florida government cretins. I put in my claim 2 months ago. They're "very backed up" as they say and it could be another 2 months. Yeah, no, that's not going to work for me. You owe me money and yeah, that's not a good place for you to be in. Mmm. Go ahead, piss me off and I'll publish the number you gave me to reach a caseworker. 'Cause it's not on your site and your phone menu hangs up on people. So yeah, anyone want the number to reach an actual person at the Florida unemployment office? HAHAHAHA :D

I have also not smoked more than 2 cigarettes since like...Thursday? So yeah, that's also going to encourage bitchiness. Charlie Christ better prepare himself. LOL

Fletcher the Schnauzer is staring at me again. I think he has a crush on me. Every time I look at him, he wags his little stump and smiles. He's so funny.

Crap, I forgot my cough drops upstairs. Dammit. I wonder if Fletcher will get them for me. Spooky would. hmmmm.

Oh, now he's got the squirrel. Oreo won't be happy about that. Whoop, there she goes. Much growling and shows of agression from both 25 lb dogs are going on right now. It's like watching midget wrestling, only without the tights. Oh, and the midgets.

I think I'll go lie down for a bit and sweat. 'Cause it's fun. yeah.

delusions @ 2008-11-12T18:23:00

2008-11-12T23:24:20Z

Goin off the rails on a craaazy train

2008-11-05T05:06:50Z

My sister in law voted for Obama. Not because she supports him. No, she flipped a coin and it came up Obama. For me, that pretty much sums up the voters in this election. 7 years after 9/11 and ya'll managed to vote someone with ties to fanatical muslim and socialist organizations. Fantastic. Wow. I wonder if I can get asylum in Canada? I really don't want to be in this country when it goes flaming down the chute.