My two minute hate

So, I'm posting this just about everywhere, because....just wow.

http://www.alternet.org/rights/98915/

What Privileges Do McCain and Palin Receive Because They're White?
( Wow, it's been so long since I've been on lj that I forgot how to do an lj cut! )

Can someone please explain to me why it's perfectly acceptable for political pundits on both sides of the aisle, reporters, and even some of her fellow candidates (one in particular does it consistently) to refer to Hillary Clinton by her first name in articles/interviews/during debates? I don't buy the argument that it distinguishes her from her husband...we all know which one is running for president this time around; there's no need for clarification when we're talking about the field of current candidates. It's diminishing and offensive...and yet another indication that misogyny is alive and well, even in the 2008 Democratic Party.

Just so I don't lose it...."Bob Dylan reciting "The Night Before Christmas.""

Note the Hostess cupcake w/the candle!!

Yeah, so I never post anymore. But Elizabeth passed out in the chair with half of her Halloween costume still on is funny. OK, to me it is...to you...maybe not so much. Anyway, she was a bee and once you took the bee-body off, she looked like a little blonde Audrey Hepburn in "Funny Face" with her all black getup. (Consequently, I've had Gershwin running around my brain all night) She absolutely refused, however, to take off the bee hat...

Yeah, so I never update anymore, but this is just something I had to save. And share, I guess.

Free - Ass Kicking
Reply to: sale-397545160@craigslist.org
Date: 2007-08-15, 10:02AM EDT


I'm a 40 year old stocky Filipino fireplug, willing to provide free ass kickings any time of the day or night to anyone who wants it. Open to both men and women. Your picture gets mine so I know what I'm up against. I'm willing to travel and make house calls, however, I'm also willing to split travel costs if you head my way.




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who asks "Why don't you update Live Journal anymore?"

Taking the cue from your last post:

I have this fantasy that Season 4 of "The Office" opens up with a solemn-faced Pam talking head in which she breaks it to the documentary crew that Jim Halpert was hit and killed by a bus while re-enacting the scene from "Say Anything" where Lloyd, basking in the afterglow of his first date with Diane, stands in the middle of her street taking bows. Pam then reveals that it's her first day back at Dunder Mifflin after a 60 day stay in the loony bin, having witnessed the accident from her apartment window.

What? That's not funny to you?

It's finally snowing!
Like real live snowflakes that might actually stick to the ground for awhile!

Yeah, I'm happy now, but I will be bitching about it later, as everyone in town will have forgotten how to drive in the stuff...

So, the good news is that I haven't passed out. The bad news is that after nearly two blissful, period-free years, my endometriosis has come back and apparently holds some kind of grudge.

I hate my uterus.

( When you have nothing to say....and since I got an mp3 player for Christmas, I'm jumping on the meme-wagon )

In real news, I'm in love w/my new car. It makes me almost as happy as looking at pictures of my high school reunion (that I didn't attend) and seeing that the inner ugliness of a certain someone has made its way to the outside. The girl is sporting a she-mullet, and that's really all I need to say on that matter....

This is what Elizabeth thinks Mother Nature should kiss for keeping her Aunt Leitha away this Christmas!

Not that this journal would reflect it, but I really do have a lot to say about things. General state-of-the-world things, personal things, complaints and grievances galore, even the occasional moment of contentment....however, I find that I lack the time and energy to put them into words these days, let alone type them out.
I do, however, find time to videotape Elizabeth doing her thing....and since this journal seems to have become a repository (or dumping ground, if you will) for all things Ms E, I present you with:

Elizabeth getting a kick out of the creepy elf from Run DMC's "Christmas in Hollis" video
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Screw it.....link won't work.
The rhymes that you hear are the rhymes of Darryl...."

Much like last year Elizabeth wailed when handed over to Santa.

As for Santa, I have only one thing to say: Santa Claus should never, under any circumstances, have hollow cheeks. I like my Santas fat and jolly, damnit.

OK, I cheated. But the first quote that came up was "Nobody puts Laura in a corner." And me and Dirty Dancing? Well, we're not friends; Dirty Harry, on the other hand....

Go to this site & enter your name in the box & hit the Quotatebutton. DON'T CHEAT, KEEP THE FIRST ONE THEY GIVE YOU. Add your sloganto the bottom of the list and repost.

http://thesurrealist.co.uk/movie.php

1. That will do Jusca, That will do.
2. Keep your friends close, but your Kristie closer.
3. All right, Mr. DeMille, I'm ready for my Jenn.
4. First rule about Josh club, you don't talk about Josh club.
5. One Alecto's too many, and a hundred's not enough.
6. I feel the need, the need for the Josef Von Brosef
7. Mama always said life was like a box of Christy
8. First rule of King Dave Club, you do not talk about King Dave Club!
9. Oh, no, it wasn't the airplanes. It was Miranda killed the Beast.
10. When there is no more room in hell, the Chris will walk the earth.
11. Play it, Sam. Play "As Nick Goes By."
12. You can't handle the Yvonne! (So true.)
13. The first rule about Krystle club, is you don't talk about Krystle Club.
14. I've seen things you people wouldn't believe. Krishna on fire off the shoulder of Orion.
15. Lions and tigers and spatula, oh my!
16. I've got a feeling we're not in Mark Nathan anymore.
17. Watch the Kenneth, everywhere, keep looking! Keep watching the Kenneth!
18. One Inga's too many, and a hundred's not enough.
19. A boy's best friend is his lili.
20. The greatest trick the Devil ever pulled was convincing the world Renee didn't exist.
21. Ben Lawley! Why did it have to be Ben Lawley?
22. I'm as mad as hell, and I'm not going to take Tommy anymore!
23. First rule of Karen Club is - you do not talk about Karen Club.
24. I'm here to fight for truth, justice, and the American Tom.
25. All work and no Marie makes Jack a dull boy.
26. Your gonna need a bigger Holly (from JAWS!!!yeah boi!)
27. Remember, you're fighting for this woman's Lexey, which is probably more than she ever did
28. If you build it, Shaughnessy will come.
29. Why don't you come up sometime and see Gabriella?
30. After all, tomorrow is another Mikki.
31. If you are a minority of one,the Legion is the Legion.
32. If I was a Bonnie, a perfect Bonnie, how would you know it was really me?
33. When there's no more room in hell, the Saice will walk the earth.
34. I ate his Kami with some fava beans and a nice Chianti.
35. You had me at "Greg"
36. Round up the usual Alia.
37. Go ahead, make my Karen.
38. We'll always have Jenni.
39. You've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel Laura?' Well, do ya, punk?

I woke up in a blue--and soon to be smoke-free-- state this morning.
God, does it feel good.
Now, if only Mary Jo Kilroy can pull a few thousand votes out of her ass and send Deborah Pryce packing, it will be a great day.

I was a total hypocrite, however, and voted for Issue 2. If the far right can hijack the state constitution for their own morally reprehensible, anti-gay reasons, I can hijack it for a pet cause of my own.

And a special note to those in the South-Western School District: do you hate your kids that much?

Elizabeth modeling her new outfit from Aunt Leitha....it's a little too big, but she'll grow into it soon enough!

My oldest and closest friend says I'm going to Hell
( Long version underneath cut )

The picture quality is craptastic, but I love this pose and expression from tonight's Halloween outing....

Hecate went in yesterday for bloodwork and to give a urine sample. She was fine when we got home, but when we all went to bed it was another story. Howling. All night. Like cat-in-heat howling. Did I mention that she did this ALL NIGHT? And that I didn't sleep as a result of said howling?
I shudder to think how she'll react to surgery (assuming that she has is) if a simple blood draw and urine collection gives us this amount of feline-angst.

(On the other hand, I'm really liking this vet. The next time one of our cats has an exploding tumor, we'll definitely take them to her. Or, you know, for shots and regular check ups and stuff....)

I thought that a dead fish in the tank would be the worst thing I found when I got home from work on Friday. One of the fish had been acting nearly dead that morning, and I fully expected to find it belly up by that afternoon. Unfortunately, before I could get to the tank, I found something worse: a reasonably sized pool of blood on the living room floor. After ensuring that it hadn't come from David or Elizabeth, I went looking for Hecate. She's had some issues the past few months w/a growth on her chest area and she's been pulling fur (sometimes tinged w/blood) out around it for the last week or so. While we searched, David found several more bloody carpet areas in the office, and I found Hecate under our bed, with a bloody belly. After a few phone calls, we end up at the animal hospital nearby and are told that the lump would have to be surgically removed. She's scheduled for blood work on Wednesday, and surgery to follow soon afterward. I'm not sure from whose ass we're going to pull the estimated $700 the surgery will cost, but it really is the only option. It doesn't appear to be causing her any pain, but we really can't be going around cleaning blood from the carpet....
We bandaged her up on Friday night, only to have her remove the bandages, aggravate the lump and bleed some more. This time she had the courtesy to bleed over tiled floor, which made clean up a little easier. We added a bandana, tied at the top like a tourniquet, for extra security yesterday. That seems to be working, as she's unable to weasel out of it and has remained blood-free since then. Silly looking, but w/clean, blood-free fur. With all of the stressing over the cost, getting the blood out of the carpet, Hecate's general comfort, etc, I've not really sat down and thought about what happens if the blood work, or the biopsy after the removal, shows something serious. Frankly, I don't want to.
So, yeah...that kind of put a damper on our weekend plans. Not just in a gloomy kind of way, but in a we-just-spent-most-of-our-money-til-payday-so-now-we're-broke kind of way. Good times.

Oh, and in case you were wondering, the fish did, in fact, die.
It wasn't a good weekend to be a pet in the Lewis household...