The Rick Warren thing is a little more substantive to me. Mostly because I voted no on Prop 8 and think that gays should be allowed to marry. I find positions that demonize gays flat out wrong. But I think Obama's choice of Warren was a stroke of genius. I do not disagree with it at all. I think it is turning the other cheek in a reverse way. His choice of Warren is a big slap in the face to the right wing of this country. It is not a present or an implicit agreement to their views. It is showing them that we can be/are bigger. What has been the biggest problem with the Bush administration? Ignoring half of the country, that's what. W would never have given an equivalent liberal pastor the same courtesy. What's that courtesy? The courtesy of acknowledgment. I know that many on the left don't see it that way; they want blood. But Obama has told you from the beginning who he is. He wants to highlight our commonalities and not our differences. Might it occur to anyone what Warren might be the one who sees the light? Who changes his opinions and therefore influences those in his flock?
Be not angry. There is method to Obama's madness.
On Caroline Kennedy. What's wrong with her? These Clinton apologists need to quit. There are no qualifications for being a senator other than citizenship and age. She fits both. Get over it.
A black bird got into our house yesterday. We're not sure, but we think it came through the chimney. I'm hoping that the only omen there is that I need to have the chimney serviced. But one never knows, does one?
Actually, it's my theory that CNN has been winning the cable ratings war because they broadcast in high def.
As I said to Mr. Casablanca, "why would you watch it any other way," after he chided me for advertising my 50 incher to watch CNN in high def tonight. I'll post pictures of us hanging out, crying and screaming later.
I was actually impressed with McCain's concession speech. It was the best of the campaign. Too bad the campaign is over.
Is it me or does the world feel different? More at peace? More possibilities?
Somehow I don't think so.
He caught my eye the other day online; it was an exchange that I initially missed, but lemme tell ya, I'll be looking out for him in the future! Smart, articulate and fione???? Oh, a girl can't ask for much more - except maybe boatlods of money!
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I have no substantive update on Mr. Casablanca, other than I have laid eyes on him and exchanged a few words. Can I say that his smile is magical? The inquisitive tilt of his head and the laughing sparkle of his eyes roped me in again. I guess you could say that I am still smitten. Nope, not much has changed at all.
Well, except that I'm going to keep saying it, Barack Obama is the next President of the United States. Vote. Vote. Vote. Those down ticket races need it!!!!!
Oh, and I have finally decided on a new Fione Man of the Month. Although, I think that he's going to really be the Fione Man of the Quarter. What's up with fabulous men? Where the heck are they????
If I don't get a coughing fit in the meantime....
Barack Obama will be the next president of the United States; I promise.
Other than that, I just watched both "Mr. Smith Goes to Washington" and "Citizen Kane" for the first time. I liked CK more than MSGTW - even though I'm a big Frank Capra fan. "It Happened One Night" is one of my faves.
I'm here and announcing that Mr. Casablanca is back -- I'll have more later this week; I hope.
They call me lazy.
Skip Carnival - the trailers are practically pulled behind the ship.
Back to Royal Caribbean. I'm actually thinking of skipping a birthday party and just relaxing when I can. Call it the summer of me.
The sunlight brings me joy; as does the evening sky.
As I wrote last week, we're also going on another cruise over the 4th of July holiday weekend. This time, we're going to try Carnival for the party factor. As I told my work buddy Chris today - at least I have a life; it involves alcohol, dancing and the opposite sex. Just barely though. The cruise was full of men - none of them keepable or even memorable. They were eye candy - there for the cougar taking (get it, I will officially be a cougar on the 25th of this month). I will be spending the next few weeks increasing the animal print and denim components of my wardrobe. Hey, a girl, err, a woman's gotta be ready, right?
Oh, lovely torsos and pecs and six packs... But what is up with men shaving their chest hair? It's also fascinating to see how many men have tattoos, especially Asian lettering - who knows what it really says? Could be anything. Oh, and piercings. I can't say I'm much of a fan. I'm such a commitmentphobe, any changes I make are temporary (wigs, contacts - but the tits? buddy, you can bet they're real). And now I can say I've loosely (what a way with words I have) *experienced* a man with a tongue piercing and all I can say is, "what's the big deal?" It's not something I'll seek out in the future, but, I won't turn them away either...
Trace is very happy that I'm back - finally out of the romantic cave that was Mr. Casablanca. And I have to admit, the last couple of weeks I was feeling very single and ready to mingle. Yet, alas, this weekend I found myself thinking of him often. I decided to be okay with this crush revisiting me -- anything to bring a smile. And if anything, MC brings a smile to my face -- every time.
This weekend, it's the Playboy Jazz Festival, always a day of fun. I do apologize for not having pictures of my oh-so-exciting life -- my digital camera is broken and I need a new one. Believe you me, it's on my list of birthday wishes -- along with a Wii Fit.
OBAMA IS THE DEMOCRATIC NOMINEE FOR PRESIDENT!!!
Ladies and gentlemen, he will be the next president of the United States.
On the cruise - we've already booked the next one for the 4th of July weekend. I expect that one to be even more fun, although it's just gonna be me and Tracy and not a foursome. I got some jewelry. I'm just drying out, so give me a minute to rest up!
Without joining it all,
Without actually grasping the essence,
I touched the appex;
I reached out and melted the atom
toppled the Great Wall
rid the earth of roaches
cured all diseases
And righted the wrongs of the human race.
I penetrated Fort Knox
stopped the wars
healed the scars.
And eradicated hunger and poverty.
I solved the Mid East crisis
brought the world powers to their knees
balanced the budget
Even paid off the National Debt.
I reunited the cells
spoke with the dolphins
I even sold more soda than Coca Cola.
I did it all
When I pressed the button.
Thank you so very much for putting in words exactly what I've been feelingand thinking these last few days. Fear is not my friend, and unfortunately, fear has been sitting next to me since I heard these words spoken by someone seeking the highest office in the land. I beat it back, asking for my real friend, Hope, to come back, sit on my shoulder and encourage me further. Sometimes Hope answers my call and yet, fear returns when I happen to see or read the apologists or just plain lugheaded pundits describe these daggers as a "gaffe" or "poor choice of words". There were not, are not and will never be such misnomers. She voiced fear and now it is here and won't go away anytime soon. At least not until many years have passed, Obama is an elder statesmen, advising future progressive candidates on his very successful eight years in the White House and all the good works after. No, she has marred our collective moment of hope after so many years of cynicisim, of despair, of anger... Hillary Rodham Clinton should be ashamed of herself. She needs a come to Jesus, Buddha, Whatever moment NOW. She is done. Take her out. Put her out. She makes me ashamed of my sex, my country and my species.
I am sorry but I have started seeing someone. I waited to write you back because I wanted to see how the weekend went with her. We went to Palm Springs and had a good time. I am going to give her a try and see how things go. If she becomes a crazy bitch I will be sure to contact you:)
Funny enough, I smiled as I shared this response with Skinny Gal. She got all excited and thought for sure that he and I were headed to date city. I can't even tell you how relieved I was after I read it. Not that I read it carefully. I skipped over the sentence on his waiting until after their weekend... Hey, a girl's gotta hold on to something, right? I responded:
Well, I'm glad to see that you're at least taking care of yourself a little bit ;-) Be positive -- why on earth would you bother with someone who could devolve into a beotch, right? You've got better taste than that! Know that it's still official - you're not to be a stranger – seeing someone or not.
PS You're darn right, if it doesn't work out (not that I'm jinxing ya), but you really should call me. Oh - and you really don't know anyone
to fix [Skinny Gal] up with??????
I'm not waiting around for that obviously written in the stars romance to end. I'm actively looking for cocktails to imbibe and clothes to wear. It's all about the Ndel now.
First and foremost, how are you doing? I don't imagine you're taking real good care of yourself, but still... I just left you a voicemail - basically saying that I was planning on giving you a call to check in, precisely because we hadn't talked in a while. I hope after all this time that you know me and that I didn't take any offense. If anything, I thought perhaps I had over shot my wad, so I thought it was best to leave you to do what you - do - work on elevators. Where were they going to move you - the job near your house? At least you don't have to see or talk to Joe that much anymore, right?
It is my pleasure to make sure that all the regular workers at my building feel welcome and part of the team. Plus, it helps that you guys are cool.
I haven't talked to Jason yet; actually haven't seen him at all. He's busy working away I guess! So, the good news is that now we don't have to be all professional like and stuff... We can tell inappropriate jokes and make fun of each other's pet peeves. So let's laugh, okay? But, if you don't laugh at the attached, you have serious issues that we'll have to take up over a dinner of really good meat. Well, even if you do laugh...
Don't be daft; that's right, I'm asking you out on a real, live d-a-t-e. Right here and right now. Pull out your calendar.
What Saturday night are you free? Don't volunteer to work and don't plan a trip. I would've done this when I called - that is, if you had picked up. Heck, I would have done it way back when you flirted and I gave you that blank stare; I felt I had to maintain some semblance of professionalism. Not to mention, I'm a lousy flirt. However the river flows, I consider you someone I'm very happy to know. It's official - you are not to be a stranger!!!!
PS Do you like Cheap Trick or the Beatles?
She should withdraw NOW!
Chest pains - something to send a chill down a gal's back. I wasn't terribly worried; but that's not to say that I wasn't worried at all.
Then again, I'm always worried about something or other.
Back to the email. He thanked me for my professionalism and creating a good work environment for he and his crew, wished me luck and closed with, "take care" and his first and last name.
What would you make of this kind of note? Does it mean bubye -cya or "hey, I'm open to something more"? I can't tell for the life of me. BF says no matter what, looks like he wants to clear up something with me. She wasn't sure that I shouldn't break my neck diving for the cell in order to call and ask him out or just let it go. For now, she's on the ask him out side; I'll always wonder "what if". At this moment, I'm in that camp too. I've spent the last month or so cleansing myself of the thought of him. If there ever was the chance of a fairly clean rejection acceptance phase, now would be the time.
I haven't dialed the digits yet. What, DRs, do you suggest I do?
of a lovely siren
of a greek goddess
of a friend
A friend so special
She stands by me
She helps me
She's my mother...
He further clarifies his comments today:
We, as a people must take back our government. Let's start by electing a once in lifetime politician, Barack Hussein Obama.
Sign the Another Bitter Hoper for Obama petition right now!
Didn't think so.
Ain't he a cutie?
I've watched the series off and on but stopped about three years ago because the cast of characters never seemed to change. I started watching in the first place to cheer on the BW (if there was one) of the group. And don't think it's escaped me that there has only been one Latina (who won the guy, I might remind you) and no - yes no Asian past the first round. Now I know there have got to be a lot more of our yellow sistahs that want to get in on the white boy action. Usually, the black sistah is gone by round three at the latest, but this cycle has the token still around. Now, don't get your hopes up -- apparently she has a big blow out with the other gals (gawd, could they cast more typical white chicks puhleese!) next week. I expect her to be gone baby gone.
As Cam would say, "no rose for you!"
Now, you know where I'm going with this.... Why are the BW on "typical" reality TV generally portrayed as angry, attitude filled shrews? I won't even go into the Flava of Love and I Love New York shows... Oh. My. God. Could producers please get out of their little minds and find some women of color that are diverse? I'm probably asking too much, considering the WW they pick for these things are pretty standardized (rather than "standard"). I know that the aim of these shows is ratings and advertising revenue, but did it occur to them that actually picking a cross section of eligible ladies with different personalities and cultural backgrounds with looks might actually appeal more to the viewing audience?
I have a radical suggestion - why not a Bachelor cycle with a guy who likes women who don't look like Barbie dolls?
I have not lost my mind.
Although you and I both know that no network would touch it, except maybe Fox, but they'd do it as a joke reality show along the lines of that stinker from a few years ago, "My Obnoxious Fiancee" or some such other nonsense. No, I propose that the guy be in the veins of the other bachelors - relatively good looking, successful, funny with a bit of personality - the proverbial good catch. And the bachelorettes - skinny, curvy, chubby and plus size. Is it possible that weightism really is the last acceptable prejudice in our society? I imagine they (the producers) would say something like, "no one wants to see fat girls looking for love" or "what will we do about the hot tub scenes?" (hint, just start shooting after everybody's in). But if they bothered to take into account the expanding waist lines of most women in the US, they'd find out that it's 14 and not 6. And they would maybe see the logic of having real women looking for love. I'd certainly be more apt to loyally tune in if there were a better cross section of women vying for the bachelor's love. Someone like me.
It's probably just a pipe dream - but right now, dreams are all I have. That and a vibrator.
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