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Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Want to cut the US Budget? Cut This....


Salary of the US President...$400,000. Salary of retired US Presidents...$180,000. Salary of House/Senate...$174,000. Salary of Speaker of House...$223,500 Salary of Majority/Minority Leaders...$193,400 Average US Salary...$33,000 to $77,000. I think we found where the cuts should be made! If you agree reblog. SSA Top US Government Salaries

Thursday, March 10, 2011

Lost Hope.



‎First they came for the communists and I didn't speak out because I wasn't a communist.
Then they came for the trade unionists, and I didn't speak out because I wasn't a trade unionist.
Then they came for the Jews, and I didn't speak out because I wasn't a Jew.
Then they came for me and there was no one left to speak out for me.
Rev. Martin Niemoller

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Wow! I'm behind.

I think that FaceBook and Twitter are making me less blogworthy. I seem to spill my guts there, which relieves the pressure and seems to render me mute.....yeah, right. Not mute, just too lazy to post more here.


OK...I need to work on that.

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

These are funny...and I need some funny.

This was an email I just received....


Way to keep a healthy level
of insanity in the workplace




1. Page yourself over the intercom. (Don't disguise your voice.)
2. Find out where your boss shops and buy exactly the same outfits. Always wear them one day after your boss does. (This is especially effective if your boss is a different gender than you are.)
3. While sitting at your desk, soak your fingers in "Palmolive."
4. Put up mosquito netting around your cubicle.
5. Every time someone asks you to do something, ask them if they want fries with that.
6. Put your garbage can on your desk. Label it "IN."
7. Determine how many cups of coffee are "too many."
8. Put decaf in the coffeemaker for 3 weeks. Once everyone has gotten over their caffeine addictions, switch to espresso.
9. In the memo field of all your checks, write "for sexual favors."
10. If you have a glass eye, tap on it occasionally with your pen while talking to others.
11. When driving colleagues around insist on keeping your car windshield wipers running in all weather conditions "to keep 'em tuned up."
12. Reply to everything someone says with "that's what YOU think?"
13. While making presentations, occasionally bob your head like a Parakeet.
14. Sit in the parking lot at lunchtime pointing a hair dryer at passing cars to see if they slow down.
15. Ask your co-workers mysterious questions and then scribble their answers in a notebook. Mutter something about "psychological profiles".


For a couple years I've been blaming it on lack of sleep and too much pressure from my job, but now I found out the real reason: I'm tired because I'm overworked. The population of this country is 237 million. 104 million are retired. That leaves 133 million to do the work. There are 85 million in school, which leaves 48 million to do the work. Of this there are 29 million employed by the federal government, leaving 19 million to do the work. 2.8 million are in the Armed Forces, which leaves 16.2 million to do the work. Take from the total the 14,800,000 people who work for State and City Governments and that leaves 1.4 million to do the work. At any given time there are 188,000 people in hospitals, leaving 1,212,000 to do the work. Now, there are 1,211,998 people in prisons. That leaves just two people to do the work. You and me. And you're sitting at your computer reading jokes.

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

1/11/11 at 11:11am

Well...that is something. Guess we'll have it again on 11/11/11 at 11:11 am and 11:11 pm. Not sure what it is supposed to mean. Not sure I care.

One thing is for sure; it is only 1/11/11 and already too much has happened. I'm still asking for a restart button for this year.

Week 1-2) January 3 in the ER with a kidney stone, still waiting for that passing,

Week 1-2) My sweet dog is pretty sick vomiting, UTI, apparently has spinal bridging issues and bowel issues. Still working on getting her better,

Week 1-2) My sweet friend in CA is fighting for her life after her 5 year battle with breast cancer. She currently can only move her hands with one of the many tumors lodged in her spinal cord,

Week 2) Shootings in AZ last weekend really made me very sad. The deaths, the senseless injuries and poor Gabrielle Giffords (D-AZ) lying in the hospital fighting for her life,

Week 2) A good friend just lost his dad this morning.

Seriously, I think we need a collective restart/easy button. It is only 1/11/11 and already this year has been shitty. So phooey on 1/11/11. I hope by 11/11/11 at 11:11 am things will be better.

Thursday, January 6, 2011

In the Doctor's office

I rang in the first working day of 2011 in the ER partaking of the "Kidney Stone Cocktail". It is now Thursday and I don't think they have passed yet.

As a bonus, the CT scan found a mass on my ovary or my uterus...they aren't sure. Extra bonus, I have stones in my left kidney as well as the right that put me in the ER. But medical personnel don't seem too concerned about the mass or the left kidney stones. Not sure why. So January will be a tour of Doctor's offices. GP, OB/GYN, Urologist....yeah, I know how to party.

The pain is as bad as they say. A mixture of a stabbing pain that radiates and my heavy duty menstrual cramps that laugh at Advil.

I felt the need to record this so when the left stones decide to migrate, i'll remember what this pain is.

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

From the, "This would only happen to me" file....

Mr. I and I went to visit our Financial Guy for our annual check-up. It was one of those meetings where you leave with a few printed reports telling you how broke you are. Anyway, after the meeting I needed to go to the Lady's Room. So, I headed down the hall, stack of papers in tow.

I entered the bathroom and realized I had no place to put the papers. So, I put them on the back of the toilet. Now...don't get ahead of me here...

I sat, did my business (strictly liquid, if you must know) and then stood. As I stood I felt and heard a rustle of papers. I turned quickly to find one of the reports (the full report mind you) there, in the toilet, marinating in "my business". Of course, I had to grab the papers. Now what? I retrieved them from the toilet and stuck them in the garbage. I realized that my entire personal report, all 4 pages of it, was the information that took the plunge. The other two sets I was holding were fine.

Now, after retrieving the soggy report, I had to go tell my Financial Guy's daughters (they work there as well) about my dilemma. Of course, I had to apologize for what they were to find in the trash can. And, of course, I needed them to print another report. Luckily, I know these people pretty well.

A normal person would have been mortified, or at the very least, embarrassed. I really wasn't embarrassed. I found it more amusing than anything. My first thought, after, "Oh No! I have to put my hands....in there!" was, "Wow! This will make a great blog post or FaceBook status."

I ask you....WTF is wrong with me? I've been overtaken by the narcissistic reality show bug? Just have to put my business on the street? Well, maybe. But you have to admit, it was pretty damn funny.

I hope beyond hope that the fall wasn't a sign of my financial status for 2011. Because if it is, that's really gonna piss me off.