STUPID PEOPLE

(Originally posted on on my MySpace.)

OK, I found this on an old disc I haven't used since college. I don't know who wrote it, maybe it was me, maybe it wasn't, but I thought I would share. This is it...

Did you ever think that there's some things you never learned when you were young that maybe might have been helpful? I do. For example, People are stupid. Not just plain old stupid, but "I need to be locked up and kept from influencing the public stupid" because as we well know, the stupid people in life tend to procreate much faster than the rest of us and add to the stupid people population like rabbits. There should be a stupid people's home. We all have our stupid moments but it should be there for those people who only have moments of sanity instead and spend the rest of their lives in a stupid haze.


Am I wrong, or did that just need to be shared. I know I have similar thoughts quite a bit, but then what can I say, I'm surrounded by more than your average number of stupid people.

Damn Theives!

Yeah, I have 2 blogs and I'm pissed enough that I'm writing about this in both of them. Someone stole the rear driver's side wheel on my car yesterday. Rim, tire, all of it. I'm forced to drive around on that tiny donut tire (and why is it called a donut anyway, that's just stupid) until I can drag together enough money to buy a new rim and tire. The rim retail runs at least $179 and even the Junk yard is telling me $115. Where is the justice in life. Just because some lazy ass thief decided not to go buy a new tire for their car, I have to deal with the consequences. People need to learn how to take responsibilities for their actions. And do we think that the Police Department will catch these thieves? Seriously Doubtful. They couldn't even be bothered to send anyone out when I called. Just took the info over the phone and gave me a report number. A girl can't catch a break around here. You'd think that I live in some great big city, but no, just little old, takes 20min to get across town, 30 if there's traffic) Fort Wayne. I hope whoever did this gets some kind of debilitating disease and rots in hell.

My New FAVORITE website

Ok, I was bouncing through the blogs of people I know today and looking at the blogs and websites they list on theirs as interesting. While looking at one blog, I clicked on a link to www.motowngirl.com . I have to say that it makes me happy! It's a website that (and I quote) "is dedicated to helping people learn how to style and manage their natural hair at home" It has everything from product reviews to instructions about how to do certain hairstyles. I can't say how much I love this site! Awsome is not even a big enough word to describe it! Check it out.

Poetry

Sometimes,when i'm bored, or tired, angry, or just feel like it I write. I think it's a good outlet for things when you need to get something out.It doesn't matter if it makes sense to anyone but you. It doesn't matter if it rhymes or if it's long or short, as long as it says what you want it to. That is the beauty of poetry and of writing in general. There are so many times when you have things to say, feelings to express and sometimes nothing at all other than random words floating around. I say, write them down. You never know when it will help or make you feel better to get it out. And who knows, you might find out you're good at it :) So think about writing something, anything. Not only can it be beneficial, but you might like it and I can guarantee you that it will make you smarter.

Here is something I wrote back in July.

Look deeper than what you see.

So much lies underneath.

The surface world is transparent.

Waiting for someone like you

To look into the pool that is my soul

And see what lies beneath.

Look deeper than what you see

So Much can be hidden

By cloudy, grey emotions

That mask the truth so clear

Yet seems so hesitant to emerge

Look deeper than what you see

Under the shy exterior

Lies a person so beautiful

Take the time to see someone worth knowing

Just look a little deeper.

Language Barriers

OK, I know this blog isn't always serious. But I feel like I need to address an issue that seriously annoys me. It's the one we're I hear people say "If people live in America then they should speak American". First of all, do I really have to point out that there is no such thing as the American Language. If you type "American Language" into a search engine, the only thing your going to find is "American English." "Why" you might ask? Well, It 's because the common language in The United States is ENGLISH. That's write people. Let me spell it for you E-N-G-L-I-S-H. English. To say someone speaks American would make no sense. Would you like them to speak North American, or South American. In either event, you're going to have a problem. America is made up of people who originally, be it through ancestry or more recently, spoke languages other than English.

I actually heard a woman complain about her child learning spanish from a TV show that she parked her in front of for hours a day. Her exact words "I don't want her learning spanish when she can't even speak english yet." It's been shown that children who grow up bilingual actually do better in school. So why, I would ask, would there be a problem with a child learning more than one language during the time when, and it has been proven, it's easiest for them to learn. Wouldn't it make more sense to teach them at that age when they don't even know that they're learning because everything is new to them? I mean goodness, we live in a global society now, and while many countries do speak english now, why not give our children everything we possibly can to help them get ahead in the world?

Don't even get me started on the people that say things like "foreigners come to our country then they should speak english". Let's turn this around. Does that mean that when we visit another country, we should speak the language there? If we go to France, should we all speak french. IF Spain, spanish..Kenya, swahili or Brazil, portuguese? Those same people will look at you with a dumb look and go "No, they should speak english" Well, my question to these people is always the same. "Why? Why should they speak english?" I never can get a good answer. They don't know and they don't think about what they're saying. Why should a French person speak english in a country of people that speak french? and so on. Its ridiculous to think that America is so great that everyone should speak our language just to make our lives easier. Contrary to popular belief, the world doesn't revolve around Americans and our needs. I believe that the United Sates is a wonderful country and I'm glad that I was born here, but I think that many of our citizens are just full of themselves. We rely so heavily on the "look after #1" philosophy that we tend to forget that there are other things out there in life and in the world. Shouldn't we expect the same amount of thought and energy from ourselves that we expect to come from other people and other countries in the world? How can we tell someone else how to live and learn if we don't follow the same advice we dish out. Have we become a society of "Do as I say, not as I do" people? I don't know about you, bu t I aspire and hope that now and someday I can be better than that person who can't see his can't see what's right in front of them and rather than learn something would force others to give up part of who they are so that they can be the same type of close-minded people we're all forced to deal with everyday.

I say, let your children learn as much as they can, be it math, science, other languages, cooking, sports or anything else that will make them better and more intelligent people. If your child is learning a language you don't know, maybe you should take some time out and learn it with them and make not only them, but yourself smarter in the process. And if you find yourself confronted with someone who doesn't speak english, don't condemn them for it. Ask yourself What you would do in the same situation if you are in some country and you don't speak the language. Ask yourself how you would want someone to treat you if the situation were reversed.

And ,on a side note, we are the only country in continents of North and South America that believes we are the only people who can be termed American. Yes we took the term and made it our own, but if you tell someone from South America you are American, you just might get the response of "yeah, me to. Are you North American or South American? Which country are you from?"

Heelys. How old is to old...

OK, this topic was suggested to me by my cousin, who is 13yrs old and just happens to own a pair of heelys. For those of you no in the know, heelys are a brand of sneaker made by a company called, of course Heelys, Inc. They have a wheel stuck into the bottom near the heal of the shoe. When wearing these shoes you can walk and run just like you normally would, but if you shift your weight onto your heels you can roll instead. Now I personally think they're pretty cool. If I was a kid I'd be all over them.

The question of the day, however, is how old is too old to be rockin' the heelys. In the movie "Employee of the Month" Dane Cook's character "Zack" was perpetually wearing and using his heelys. Obviously, it goes without saying that he was too old. But at what age should you stop wearing them. At what age does owning and using a pair just make you look downright idiotic? Well, after a serious discussion with the cousin I mentioned above, we decided that we would give a slightly vague answer to this question. The answer we came up with involves, not age, but education. We decided that if you are in Middle School or younger (that's birth to grade 8) then you're allowed to have the heelys. Anything beyond that, and you really just need to go find something else to occupy your time.

So let me repeat this for you one more time. IF YOU ARE OLD ENOUGH TO BE IN OR HAVE FINISHED HIGH SCHOOL, COLLEGE...ETC. GET RID OF THE HEELYS. YOU'RE TOO OLD. It's like seeing someones 40yr old mother trying to wear the same clothes as her 18yr old daughter. Or that old man who never figured out he was old and is still up in the club trying to hook up with the ladies who are a 3rd of his age. Let'em go. JUST SAY NO.

nothingness

Ok, I haven't written anything in almost a week. I have no one to blame but myself, the heat and humidity (which is awful right now) and the fact that I'm damned tired from driving back and forth to Indianapolis too many times. I'm not sur that I could be any mroe tired. Last night I went to sleep at 7:30 pm and woke up about 5:30 this morning. Not once did I even roll over. My right arm was asleep up to the elbow. That's just ridiculous tired.

What do you see?

What do you see when you look at the people around you? Do you see the titles that they have? Things like mother, sister, brother, father, boss, teacher, fireman... There are so many and most of us hold several of them. How often do we look at the person that is standing right in front of us and actually see that person. Not who we think they are, not who we think they should be or what they might be later in life or even what we want them to be, but who they actually are. How many people can say that they have someone in their lives who really truly knows them and what makes them tick, who they are, who they want themselves to be? How many people do you know that you can say they understand you? I think life is hard enough alone. Maybe if each and every one of us would take a moment to truly see someone, we could make someones day a little bit better.

House shoes are called that for a reason

Originally, slippers were made for Japanese people who did not wear street shoes inside their homes. They were made for a specific purpose, to be worn inside the house. When they left the house, the house shoes would come off and the street shoes would go on.

Now that we understand the origin of the slipper, we can see that it was actually a good idea. I, myself, think they were a wonderful idea. No dirtying up your carpet by walking around in the same dirty shoes you’ve been wearing outside all day. But this is where the bomb drops. Like many other great ideas, the house shoe has become way overdone. In the past ten years or so, people have begun to wear their house shoes (not ones that look like they might be actual shoes, but obvious ones) outside of the house. Now I can understand running out to the car, or if there’s an emergency and they’re the first shoes you find. I can even see having to run and drop someone off somewhere when you’re not getting out of the car. But it’s gone TOO FAR! If I see another person walking around the grocery store, the mall or going to the movies in a pair of house shoes I swear I’m gonna have to bitch slap somebody. The only reasons other than those I already mentioned, to be wearing your house shoes outside are that you’re homeless and it’s the only pair of shoes you own, or else you’re really poor and, once again, it’s the only pair of shoes you own.

There are several other shoe problems in the world that deserve an honorable mention.

For instance, light up shoes should not be worn by anyone over the age of 8. I once saw a 3 ½ inch pair of clear heels that lit up. Do I have to say hooker shoes? The light up flip flops were kind of cool to… ‘til I saw a 35yr old woman wearing them in a size 10 instead of the kids they were meant for. . Do I have to say more about this trend of lighting up adult shoes?


And those awful flip flops with the giant flowers on the top need to go the same route. I once saw a woman who had to be somewhere between 50 and 65yrs old wearing them on a Sunday and yes, they did match her royal purple church clothes.

Do I need to say more.
I think not.

What's Next?

I’m sitting her staring at the cursor, blinking black against the white page of a Microsoft Word Document trying to think about what I want to write about today. My coworker says the random topic should be “what’s next”. I say of course, “what do you mean what’s next” and he replies just in general, “what’s next”. And it hit’s me that when you stop and think about it, what’s next can really be a very valid question that applies to just about everything. I mean, when you wake up in the morning, isn’t the first thought you normally have “what’s next” What do I do next. Who do I see next. How long do I have to lay here before I have to tackle what’s next in my life. What do I eat next? Who do I talk to next? Where do I go next? What do I see, wear, touch or feel next? Who do I love next? So many things in our lives revolve around what’s next. Maybe, just maybe, we need to stop rushing through life worrying about what’s next and spend just a little bit more time thinking about what we’re doing right now. Then maybe we’d all be a little happier, more relaxed and better able to deal when what’s next actually comes along.

A Home without Books...

One of my favorite quotes is "A home without books is like a body without a soul". It just strikes me as one of those really important things. We learn form books. It's part of how we gain the knowledge and the knowhow to be better than we are and better than we thought we could be. I never can understand how it is that people don't read. Not can't read, Not don't know how, but won't read. Knowledge really is power and I'm starting to wonder what the world is going to be like when people start refusing to read. I cringe every time I ask a kid what they like to read and they answer "OH, I don't read" or "I don't know how to read" even though they really do know. I wonder who's fault it is that we have a generation growing up that chooses not to read. It's not all of the children. I know plenty that love to read as much as I do, but how will our world be, what will it look like once these children who want everything to happen automatically without working for it. I'm not saying that reading would make everything better, but smarter, more well rounded people will definitely make the world a better place.

African AMerican Teen Literature

Ok, what's up with the lack in this area? Why is it that every book you find that could be placed in this category is about teen pregnancy, drugs or something equally bad. I'm not saying we don't need those books, but don't the African American children of the world need some literature that is more positive. Something where the characters look like them, but aren't worried about their "baby daddies" or how to stay off drugs and out of gangs, or whether or not they'll make it home or get killed in a drive by? While all of these are definitely valid issues faced by many of the teens in our society, whatever happened to the rest of those kids out there. The ones whose biggest problem may be that the boy next door doesn't know they exist, or what to wear to school the next day, or even what to say to that girl they've been crushing on for the last 6 months. Where are the books about the teen detectives and the teen geniuses and just the regular old teenagers who are more worried about hanging out with there friends than cleaning there rooms , "that look like us?" This is what I hear on a daily basis. Why is it that every African American Fiction book has to be about sex and relationships. With our teens reading titles like "Around the way girls" and Zane's "Afterburn". It's no wonder we can't get these kids to focus on anything else, better yet get them to something that might improve their mind. I'm not saying that those books might not be good books, but I just can't see a book called "Thug Matrimony "doing anything to increase the intelligence of teenagers. I'm going to stop here, I could probably go one for days, but I have better things to do.

Today's thought

Today's thought is that I have no thought. There is absolutely nothing floating around in my braing at this particular moment, except the fact that I couldn't think of anything else to write. It's so sad, because I'm actually full of very random things.

Why?

WHY????????

airplane restrictions

I was reading the Transportation Security Administrations guide to what is and isn't allowed on airplanes nowadays. Of course, you are not allowed to carry on or check guns. Duh, right? But, and I do repeat but, you are allowed to check, in your luggage, parts of guns and other firearms. Am I the only one that's ever heard of people who can assemble and dissasemble a gun from parts. SO you can't carry a functional firearm or check it in your luggage, but you can check all of the pieces and put them together when you get where you're going. How fucked up is that.

interesting quote

"I'll be more enthusiastic about encouraging thinking outside the box when
there's evidence of any thinking going on inside it. "

Terry Pratchett






I think the quote says it all.

Grover Was Single Red Monsterd By Elmo

Before I get started I have to say this. So much for writing something in this five days a week. I'm suck a slacker. I've had this blog less than two weeks and I'm already screwing up my plan to write in it. So, so sad. I'm just a sad excuse for a blogger. Now on to Grover and Elmo.


Here goes..


Today's topic : Grover was single red monstered by Elmo

I remember when I was little and Grover was everywhere. He was the one of the most loved Sesame Street characters. I know you remember the "cute, furry, adorable monster" that Grover will always be to those of us who love him. He could do anything, have any job, be anywhere, he was Super Grover and could manage to be silly the whole time and make us laugh. To quote wikipedia "Grover does not use contractions when speaking, giving him a distinctive vocal pattern unlike other Sesame Street characters, all of which tend to be child-like. In addition to his distinctive vocal pattern, Grover displays a wide array of eloquent and erudite articulation, suggesting a high level of education and sophistication for a 'monster'. Furthermore, he occasionally breaks the 'monster fourth wall' and references something for his 'grown-up' viewers." He was smart, funny and cared about more than just himself.

And then one day in walks Elmo. Grover being who he is, let's in this deceptively cute little red monster with open arms. This selfish monster who always refers to himself in the 3rd person. When is that ever not annoying. And slowly over a period of tie Elmo fazes Grover out until one day we say what happened to that cute blue furry adorable monster that we could relate to and who understood us like no other Sesame Street creature could? He was gone, that's what. There one day, Single Red Monstered the next. They even went so far as to write a sequel to the beloved book "The monster at the end of this book" that included Elmo who had the nerve to call Grover "Mr.Grover". And now the children grow up with Elmo, possibly the most annoying creature in existence. This is who the children of the world learn from. No wonder most of them are selfish little brats who could care less about anyone else.

Well, while recently they've tried to insert Grover into a clip every now and then. I'm here to say that I along with many people from my generation miss Grover and no matter how they try to "Elmoize" (yes I know that's not really a word, bu I think it fits) the world, I will be true to Grover. My hero. He'll always be super to me.

tiredness and sleep

I'm trying to put something on my blog at least on days that I work. Today's topic is tiredness. Is that really a word? Not that that's important. How is it possible to sleep all night and still be tired. Lately my issue is not getting to sleep, or even the actual sleep process. The current issue in my sleep life is going to bed. Now that may not sound like much of a problem. I mean, I'm 28 right? I should be able to go to bed. the problem is that I'll be really really tired. I mean, blurry vision, eyes on the verge of shutting on their own no matter what you're doing tired. Do I go to bed? NO. I just sit there and think about how I should really go to bed and maybe I will in a couple of minutes. Hours pass, and am I in bed yet? I think not. I'm still sitting there, fight to be awake like a little kid who doesn't want to go take a nap. It's like I should go to sleep, I need to go to sleep, but I just don't want to go to sleep. Who knows, maybe I'm just nuts. What in the world could be wrong with someone when they can go to sleep and they just don't. I guess that's just one of those odd things that make you go "hmmmmm?".

My superhero identity (and yes, I was bored today)

I found this website today . http://www.humorscope.com/hero.html

Here is my Superhero Identity For Today.


Name: Gravity Flame

Secret Identity:Myself

Special Power: Crackling Finger

Transportation: Turbo Submarine

Weapon: Quantum Bolt

Costume: Jewelled BikiniSidekick: the Professor

Nemesis: Melvin the Nasty (which is funny because I Actually have a brother named Melvin)

Tragic Flaw: Narcolepsy

Favorite Food: Cashews