OK, I’ve been thinking, yes it happens from time to time. Anyway, if this is the year the world ends we have really screwed up and missed a huge opportunity. Why, oh why, are we holding elections?
We could have done away will all the debates, political ads, party politics and extremist emails. No Obama said this, Romney said that, and the analyst’s take on it all. No more cares about the state of world banking, or what China is doing. Pack up all the troops, all over the world, and bring them home to their families. No more talk about budgets or taxes. Put it all away because it’s not going to matter anyway.
So basically if the world is ending, what are all these newly elected people going to do? Why are we fighting over the national healthcare program, or the immigration policy, or who says what about whom?
Instead, we could take all the money being given to super pacs and have a great party! Let’s just chill, make a few margaritas, fill the wading pool, listen to the birds sing, and enjoy the sunsets. In the end, (pun intended) even if the world doesn’t cease to exist, this is probably the tack to take anyway. We’d all be a lot more happy.
Wednesday, August 22, 2012
Driving improvments?
I hardly ever pay any attention to TV ads, especially car ads, or sports ads, or reality show ads, or ads for wrestling. Basically I just tune it all out or fast forward on my tvo. (How much do you love tvo!!!)
For whatever reason, I happen to catch a little piece of the description for some new and improved car. It seems that if there are adverse road conditions ahead you will receive a vibration from the driver’s seat.
Well, as you can imagine this sent my imagination off into some funny and strange areas. Remember that movie Crash where everyone was getting into car crashed because they found them sexually stimulating? It now seems your car can give you a little extra boost in that directions. Kinky!
After more than a century of developing and improving driving instruments to make driving safer, we’re right back were we started, driving by the seat of our pants. Really, did no one on the design team ever think of this? LOL
For whatever reason, I happen to catch a little piece of the description for some new and improved car. It seems that if there are adverse road conditions ahead you will receive a vibration from the driver’s seat.
Well, as you can imagine this sent my imagination off into some funny and strange areas. Remember that movie Crash where everyone was getting into car crashed because they found them sexually stimulating? It now seems your car can give you a little extra boost in that directions. Kinky!
After more than a century of developing and improving driving instruments to make driving safer, we’re right back were we started, driving by the seat of our pants. Really, did no one on the design team ever think of this? LOL
Where are we headed?
I’ve been noticing some strange things in the news lately. OK, I know there are always strange things in the news, that’s what makes a lot of them news. It jsut makes me shake my head and wonder where we're headed.
Some of this stuff is what you’d have expected to see in the Dark Ages where science was the enemy of the righteous man. You know the kind of thing – the sun can’t be the center of the solar system because the Church says the earth is. Or we can look a little closer in history where, regardless of selected breeding in our farm animals to improve breeds, evolution can’t be real because God created us in his image. You know little gems like that.
Jump a few centuries or decades ahead and now science is under attack not because its conclusions are wrong, immoral, or blasphemous, but because they’re incontinent. Recently North Carolina has made it illegal to report on or make accurate projections on rising sea levels that will impact their coasts. This was quickly followed by Virginia demanding terms such as “climate change” and “global warming” be removed from a bill before voting. Then this morning I hear that a federal court has struck down EPA rules that limit cross state pollution.
So in North Carolina the legislature was apparently under the pressure from developers who want to develop coastal properties and sell them without future owners having any chance of knowing their properties could be under water in the near future. In Virginia, republican lawmakers are pushing their party’s stance that global warming does not exist. And, in the federal case polluters don’t want to be responsible for what happens to the toxins they spill into other states.
It’s all really about greed. Rather than do the right thing and building a better future for everyone, it gets down to me, me, me, me. And, now, now, now, now. When did we stop being innovative, forward looking, and driven to be the best? Just exactly when did this happen to American? When did we become smaller, blind, and without sympathy for our fellow man? When did we become so individually self-centered?
More importantly how do we get our big ideas, and change the future attitude back? How do we move back to a place where “he ain’t heavy, he’s my brother” is the aspiration of all? Where we leave a better world for our children and not just a bigger bank account? Where we inspire our children, and each other, to dream in big and without self centered blinders on?
I’m just wondering, and hoping we haven’t let the sun go down on the great experiment that is the United States.
Some of this stuff is what you’d have expected to see in the Dark Ages where science was the enemy of the righteous man. You know the kind of thing – the sun can’t be the center of the solar system because the Church says the earth is. Or we can look a little closer in history where, regardless of selected breeding in our farm animals to improve breeds, evolution can’t be real because God created us in his image. You know little gems like that.
Jump a few centuries or decades ahead and now science is under attack not because its conclusions are wrong, immoral, or blasphemous, but because they’re incontinent. Recently North Carolina has made it illegal to report on or make accurate projections on rising sea levels that will impact their coasts. This was quickly followed by Virginia demanding terms such as “climate change” and “global warming” be removed from a bill before voting. Then this morning I hear that a federal court has struck down EPA rules that limit cross state pollution.
So in North Carolina the legislature was apparently under the pressure from developers who want to develop coastal properties and sell them without future owners having any chance of knowing their properties could be under water in the near future. In Virginia, republican lawmakers are pushing their party’s stance that global warming does not exist. And, in the federal case polluters don’t want to be responsible for what happens to the toxins they spill into other states.
It’s all really about greed. Rather than do the right thing and building a better future for everyone, it gets down to me, me, me, me. And, now, now, now, now. When did we stop being innovative, forward looking, and driven to be the best? Just exactly when did this happen to American? When did we become smaller, blind, and without sympathy for our fellow man? When did we become so individually self-centered?
More importantly how do we get our big ideas, and change the future attitude back? How do we move back to a place where “he ain’t heavy, he’s my brother” is the aspiration of all? Where we leave a better world for our children and not just a bigger bank account? Where we inspire our children, and each other, to dream in big and without self centered blinders on?
I’m just wondering, and hoping we haven’t let the sun go down on the great experiment that is the United States.
Monday, June 25, 2012
2012 and the End of the World
OK, I’ve been thinking, yes it happens from time to time. Anyway, if this is the year the world ends we have really screwed up and missed a huge opportunity. Why, oh why, are we holding elections?
We could have done away will all the debates, political ads, party politics and extremist emails. No Obama said this, Romney said that, and the analyst’s take on it is this. No more cares about the state of world banking, or what China is doing. Pack up all the troops, all over the world, and bring them home to their families. No more talk about budgets or taxes. Put it all away because it’s not going to matter anyway.
So basically if the world is ending, what are all these newly elected people going to do? Why are we fighting over the national healthcare program, or the immigration policy, or who says what about whom?
Instead, we could have take all the money being given to the super pacs and have a great party! Or, let’s just chill, make a few margaritas, fill the wading pool, listen to the birds sing, and enjoy the sunsets. In the end (pun intended) even if the world doesn’t end, this is probably the tack to take anyway. We’d all be a lot more happy.
OK, I’ve been thinking, yes it happens from time to time. Anyway, if this is the year the world ends we have really screwed up and missed a huge opportunity. Why, oh why, are we holding elections?
We could have done away will all the debates, political ads, party politics and extremist emails. No Obama said this, Romney said that, and the analyst’s take on it is this. No more cares about the state of world banking, or what China is doing. Pack up all the troops, all over the world, and bring them home to their families. No more talk about budgets or taxes. Put it all away because it’s not going to matter anyway.
So basically if the world is ending, what are all these newly elected people going to do? Why are we fighting over the national healthcare program, or the immigration policy, or who says what about whom?
Instead, we could have take all the money being given to the super pacs and have a great party! Or, let’s just chill, make a few margaritas, fill the wading pool, listen to the birds sing, and enjoy the sunsets. In the end (pun intended) even if the world doesn’t end, this is probably the tack to take anyway. We’d all be a lot more happy.
Friday, July 8, 2011
Bottle of water vs fireworks
Ok, I have some more issues with national security. I can’t take a bottle of water onto a plane, but I can go buy thousands of dollars of fireworks without showing ID or proof of what I plan to do with it. I can transport them anywhere and no one is going to care about it. Now really, does this make sense? Let’s just forget that spending that much money on something you’re going to burn is just crazy anyway!
So, I guess if money is no option, terrorists should just skip the fertilizer order, and the chemistry classes, and web searches, and go to the neighborhood fireworks stand and everything I need is right there. In fact I could wait until the last day of sale and get everything at a huge discount!
I’m just saying, this is nuts!!
So, I guess if money is no option, terrorists should just skip the fertilizer order, and the chemistry classes, and web searches, and go to the neighborhood fireworks stand and everything I need is right there. In fact I could wait until the last day of sale and get everything at a huge discount!
I’m just saying, this is nuts!!
Thursday, June 23, 2011
4 women, 3 kids and the beach
I am getting ready to go on a small vacation. “Small” may be the wrong word because work has been so busy and will be even more so when I return. Perhaps this is really a big vacation even though it is only for about a week and a half and I will not stray too far from home.
At work I have been feeling like the little Dutch boy with his finger in the dike, all the time knowing I am only delaying the inevitable deluge that will fall on me like a 50 foot wall of water and stay at nose level for the next year and a half. So, this is an opportunity to kick up my heels, and/or lie on the beach and let it all drop away for awhile. Calgone take me away!! – Shit I have to pee now from all this water metaphor crap!
I am really excited about my beach trip, or as we say here in the Pacific Northwest, my trip to the coast. We have rented a house right on the beach, like you step out of the door and into the sand and surf. Big picture windows for prime sunset viewing. And, best of all I’m going with my three best friends! We have talked for years about taking a vacation together, but this will be the first time. Granted there is the potential for disaster on a truly heroic scale, but I have faith in us. We practically live in each other’s pockets now. I think it is safe to say we know each other, warts and all. Not that I’m saying any of us are possession of any warts. I’m a good friend and will stridently proclaim that they are all, all three of them, absolutely perfect in every way. Even better than Mary Poppins, who was only practically perfect in every way.
I think the real hic-up potential for the trip will be the kids. I say this for three reasons, 1. We are taking three children and three kids can only get along for just so long and then two will either gang up on the third, or close them out, both actions creating hard feelings. 2. As much as we love each other, we are all mothers before anything else and bears when protection out cubs. And, 3. None of them are mine so I can truly be objective. Oh yeah, and two are girls and one is a boy. Even thought I know we will work out whatever comes, I fear we are on a collision course to drama.
Tonight we have our first big challenge, the packing! Our plan is to pack up Wendy’s SUV with almost all our stuff. This is stuff for four women, two adolescence girls and one boy. Thanks goodness we’re not flying, it would cost a fortune! Tomorrow morning Danna and I will drive over, with the kids, in my little red car. Wendy and Debbi will follow after work. By themselves, no kids. Danna and I are so screwed if they don’t show up!!
I’m still really excited and despite of all that can go wrong, I know we will have a great time!
I think our next vacation together will be Vegas. No kids, No man. And, what happens in Vegas will stay in Vegas.
At work I have been feeling like the little Dutch boy with his finger in the dike, all the time knowing I am only delaying the inevitable deluge that will fall on me like a 50 foot wall of water and stay at nose level for the next year and a half. So, this is an opportunity to kick up my heels, and/or lie on the beach and let it all drop away for awhile. Calgone take me away!! – Shit I have to pee now from all this water metaphor crap!
I am really excited about my beach trip, or as we say here in the Pacific Northwest, my trip to the coast. We have rented a house right on the beach, like you step out of the door and into the sand and surf. Big picture windows for prime sunset viewing. And, best of all I’m going with my three best friends! We have talked for years about taking a vacation together, but this will be the first time. Granted there is the potential for disaster on a truly heroic scale, but I have faith in us. We practically live in each other’s pockets now. I think it is safe to say we know each other, warts and all. Not that I’m saying any of us are possession of any warts. I’m a good friend and will stridently proclaim that they are all, all three of them, absolutely perfect in every way. Even better than Mary Poppins, who was only practically perfect in every way.
I think the real hic-up potential for the trip will be the kids. I say this for three reasons, 1. We are taking three children and three kids can only get along for just so long and then two will either gang up on the third, or close them out, both actions creating hard feelings. 2. As much as we love each other, we are all mothers before anything else and bears when protection out cubs. And, 3. None of them are mine so I can truly be objective. Oh yeah, and two are girls and one is a boy. Even thought I know we will work out whatever comes, I fear we are on a collision course to drama.
Tonight we have our first big challenge, the packing! Our plan is to pack up Wendy’s SUV with almost all our stuff. This is stuff for four women, two adolescence girls and one boy. Thanks goodness we’re not flying, it would cost a fortune! Tomorrow morning Danna and I will drive over, with the kids, in my little red car. Wendy and Debbi will follow after work. By themselves, no kids. Danna and I are so screwed if they don’t show up!!
I’m still really excited and despite of all that can go wrong, I know we will have a great time!
I think our next vacation together will be Vegas. No kids, No man. And, what happens in Vegas will stay in Vegas.
Monday, May 2, 2011
Osama is Dead
Last evening we learned that Osama bin Laden has been killed by a unit of Navy Seals. My first reaction was to not believe it, simply because it seemed impossible. Once I believed it, I felt excited, but not so much I wanted to jump up and down. I was conflicted, for a couple of reason: 1.) his death will probably not have a big impact on terrorist activities, and 2.) it just wasn’t right to be happy that someone was dead.
Hopefully bin Laden’s death will mean that some of his money will stop flowing into Al Qaida and that will hamper their ability to pull so many misguided people to the organization. Of course this bring up the question of is a fractured Al Qaida any less dangerous? I don’t know.
I am very proud that our president carried through on his promise to make getting bin Laden a priority, and actually got the job done!! I know that an ongoing frustration within the military is when they have a group or a person pinpointed and then can’t get the go ahead to make the move. In this instance, our president made the right decisions all along the way. Our service members are second to none in the world, especially when they are allowed to do what they do best.
How sad is it that someone with so much influence and power, chose to focus it on evil actions to so many around the world? He was a man with every opportunity, and a vast amount of resources at his disposal and at every point seemed to be unable to make a choice that would truly benefit the world he lived in. He made an art of attracting the disenfranchised and building on their insecurities and then using them in the most thoughtless ways, and without regard for them or their families.
The really sad thing is the loss to all us of the positive potential that he and his followers do not live up to.
Hopefully bin Laden’s death will mean that some of his money will stop flowing into Al Qaida and that will hamper their ability to pull so many misguided people to the organization. Of course this bring up the question of is a fractured Al Qaida any less dangerous? I don’t know.
I am very proud that our president carried through on his promise to make getting bin Laden a priority, and actually got the job done!! I know that an ongoing frustration within the military is when they have a group or a person pinpointed and then can’t get the go ahead to make the move. In this instance, our president made the right decisions all along the way. Our service members are second to none in the world, especially when they are allowed to do what they do best.
How sad is it that someone with so much influence and power, chose to focus it on evil actions to so many around the world? He was a man with every opportunity, and a vast amount of resources at his disposal and at every point seemed to be unable to make a choice that would truly benefit the world he lived in. He made an art of attracting the disenfranchised and building on their insecurities and then using them in the most thoughtless ways, and without regard for them or their families.
The really sad thing is the loss to all us of the positive potential that he and his followers do not live up to.
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