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| The Bull |
| 06.21.04 (6:33 pm) [edit] |
Scary how accurate these stellar assessments can be. Almost makes me feel sorry for my grrl...............
TAURUS
: You are stubborn, inflexible, and so laid back you're in a coma. That's on a good day. As with all true forces of nature, there's nothing subtle about you. You're capable of wrath measuring ten on the Richter scale. In your heart, you believe you are right, even when you are proven wrong, and are so narrow-minded that you can get stuck in a rut so deep you need a ladder to climb out. That's OK with you because you think it's a safe and sane way to live.
You are perfectly willing to plod through life without trampling anyone's toes, as long as everyone understands you are boss. However you will deliberately shake up things at home in a spot check to see who's really on your side. You need constant adoration from your spouse, demand blind obedience from your children, and will bust a skull now and then to assure it. You forget your angry outbursts as soon as they erupt, and can't understand why the relative you laid low an hour ago won't share the nice dinner you've just cooked.
In romance you have the approach of a dentist's drill. You can knock anybody's socks off but after the deed, there's no glow. You are snoring before your partner stops breathing hard. You wake up in a few minutes, ready to rock and roll. By then your partner is sleepy. Of course this means little or nothing to you as long as you get your jollies again.
Cleaning house means clearing away last month's pile of empty pizza boxes and potato chip bags. You are a junk-food junkie. Your favorite clothes are cheezy sweats to slug around in at home.
You are often underestimated because of your calm surface temperament and you have hidden talents you seldom use. Taurus is the sign of the writer, artist, dictator, district attorney and hanging judge.
That obtuse Taurean nature you're famous for is a ruse. You understand. You just don't care what others think and have no use for anyone who doesn't measure up to your personal value system. You won't be swayed from a course of action and your strength lies in the fact that you don't need anyone's approval but your own
You are one of the zodiac's true homebodies. You are not flighty, or flirty, or empty-headed. You are capable, thrifty, and cagey. You understand instinctively your powerful nature and aren't afraid to use it to further yourself in life,but you need to learn that your glare and occasional snort is enough to make most people take a step back. Control your famous rampages, choose your battles carefully and nothing can stop you.
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| Southern people |
| 06.11.04 (11:07 am) [edit] |
Despite the proclamations of white pride, Southern people sure do love their sun tans. The goal is to get the deepest, darkest tan they can without actually looking "ethnic". They believe that "every leg looks better with a little tan on it" (a quote from the most unnaturally tanned Caucasian woman that I know), and they will put a tanning bed into any (and I mean ANY) business establishment. Here are a few signs I've seen for myself here in Alabama:
Tanning and Live Bait (Minnows, Crickets, whatever)
Tan and Browse (knickknacks for sale)
Show and Tan (video rentals)
Jackie's Gym/Tanning Bed
Fiberglass Pools/Tan
Trend Setters Apparal and Tanning (women's clothing)
It's just one of those weird phenomenons I've noticed.
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| ban the gays--again |
| 06.07.04 (5:46 pm) [edit] |
The following is a short article printed in one of our local newspapers by Mark Underwood, who is apparently a local Christian:
Attention Church!!
How many of us to to church? How many of us like to go to Disney World? Then get ready to go, because starting the weekend after Memorial Day, Saturday, June 5, starts The Annual Gay/Homosexual Week. They go to different parts of the park (Central Florida) on different days. It started back in 1990 as an Annual Gay/Homosexual Day, but now they make a week of it. I was told "Disney World doesn't sponsor this, they just come!"
So how many of us Christians are going? Are you?
Satan's laughing! Don't you think it's past time we took a stand!!
Aside from being very dramatic (Satan's laughing?), this is one of the more insulting and ridiculous things I've seen in print (even in Alabama). I'm not sure exactly what he promotes taking a stand against. It seems he feels that gay individuals/families should not be allowed to go to Disney World and/or that the Christians should go during Gay week and ruin it for the homos. If they're so appauled by the existence of gay people in public places, why wouldn't they let the gays have their own week? Wouldn't they prefer not to be forced to be offended by the presence of gay folks while they're having good Christian family fun? Do they want their children exposed to such diversity and immorality? I'd think they would insist the perverts go together by themselves rather than intruding on the decent people.
Can you believe we have to put up with this shit here in Alabama? When are the Christians going to give up their self righteous indignation and start acting more like Jesus? Isn't that the whole premise of Christianity--love your neighbor, treat others with respect, give to the community, teach others by your own positive example? Here's a little tip for Mr. Underwood--You're not going to convince anyone to hear your views on religion/God/spirituality while promoting hate and intolerance.
Disclaimer: This is just a rant about these particular Christians who live in my hometown. It is not meant to imply that all, or even most, Christians are hateful or intolerant. I have much admiration for those who live how they believe while maintaining respect for the right of everyone else to do the same.
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| Weird Monday |
| 06.07.04 (12:31 pm) [edit] |
I have always hated Mondays. Today is no exception, although the day did start out on an interesting note. When I opened my front door this morning to leave for work, there was a big turtle on my doorstep. Really big. I don't live near a wooded area or anywhere you might expect to see a turtle on the loose. I live "in town" and on a relatively busy street. I picked it up to make sure it was real. It was. I wanted to keep it in a box to show the kids later, but I was afraid it would die out in the heat and afraid my cat would hurt it if I brought it in the house. I put it back down and it just started crawling toward the edge of my porch. Strange.
Things took a turn for the worst about noon. Wanting to keep up the pace of the work I'd been doing this morning and trying to save money, I decided to stop by my house for a quick sandwich for lunch. This time, when I shut the front door behind me, I realized in that instant that I had forgotten my keys. So, I was stuck outside the house (my jeep was locked too, of course) with no keys. I called my partner, who works about 30 minutes from our home, from my cell phone to come let me in the house. I felt like such a dumbass. That was an hour of her day wasted. Ugh.
Then my kids' father, whom I usually just refer to as the sperm donor since that's the only real parental function he's ever provided, calls to say blah blah blah........he can't start to work for two more weeks.........blah blah balh.........some stupid excuse............blah blah blah.........no child support still (it's been at least 6 months since he even made a partial payment). This would be because he has developed a crack cocaine habit in the last 5-10 years (who knows when it really started?) and can't keep a job for more than one month (any time he has more than $50 in his pockets, he disappears until it's all smoked up) and doesn't have a place to live (currently bumming of his parents) or a car or car insurance or probably even a driver's license since that last DUI/forgery charge. He is completely useless yet continues to call me on an almost daily basis to "see how everything is going". I wouldn't mind if I thought he was really calling to check on the kids, but it's only to harrass me. See, since he ran out of money and got arrested and got bailed out of trouble once again by his folks, he's kind of bored. He doesn't work or anything.
Okay, I sort of went on a rant there---- back to my original train of thought. I have never locked myself out of my house or my car before. Am I losing it? Is it lack of sleep? Is the Alzheimer's starting early or is the psychotic disorder starting late? Did I halluciante that turtle this morning? Maybe I just need a vacation...........
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| Love and prejudice |
| 06.01.04 (10:37 am) [edit] |
Do you ever just look at your parents and wonder "Where in the hell did I come from"? My parents have values and beliefs that are so different from my own that I'm beginning to think I was left on their doorstep by a stranger and they just took me in out of Christian pity.
My mother sometimes fantasizes that she is a plantation owner's daughter like Scarlett O'Hara (she told me this on Sunday) with big dresses and pretty dishes and young black girls to be her servants. Which is pretty far out there, since we just came from poor white trash. If any of our ancestors had any cotton, believe me, they had to pick it themselves. She now insists that she is going to get one of those concrete lawn jockeys for the front yard. I think she just says that to make me mad. But I am terrified that she may actually do that and I'll have to run over it and smash it with my car. I mean, how humiliating.
My father is just as bad. He said something about how the KKK "did a lot of good". To whom, I don't know, but I pretty much bowed out of the conversation at that point lest I run the risk of saying something completely inappropriate and get banned from their house.
I did mortify them at one point when I told them a lot of people ask me if I am of interracial descent, thinking I may be half Italian or Hispanic or maybe even African American because I'm sort of dark skinned. My sister chimed in and said that happens to her all the time, too.
How could my folks be otherwise normal (well, sort of), caring, affectionate, moral, "christian" people and feel this way? Sometimes it is a real struggle to overcome what and where you came from. I don't understand why seemingly reasonable people can't overcome their prejudice. I know none of us choose the environment and culture that we are raised in, but when we grow up, we learn to think for ourselves, right? Why is it that some people can't or won't do this?
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| A day at the mental health center |
| 06.01.04 (9:23 am) [edit] |
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Okay, I'm sitting in my office at work and this guy just jerked my door open and said (somewhat frantically) "Has anyone turned in any glasses?" (obviously looking for his eyeglasses). Looking at him, I noticed that he was wearing a pair on his face and also had a pair hanging around his neck on a chain. How many pairs of glasses does one guy need? I just said "No, no one turned any glasses in to me" and smiled to myself after I closed the door.
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