Random things that have been on my mind this week, in no particular order:
1. Illegal Immigration
2. Rain (will it or won't it?)
3. Toad Suck Daze
4. Unemployment
5. Healthcare
6. Pineapple
7. The profound wisdom of requiring stupid people to wear a sign
8. Baseball
9. Primary Elections
10. Storage compartments
11. B. Tarno
12. Getting D. to stop biting
13. The idiocy of charging a fee to accept someone's money. The idiocy of the people who pay it.
14. Car repairs
15. Getting Pejo fixed
16. Web site design
17. WTH are the Bronco's going to do with Tim Tebow?
18. Puppies
19. Web cams
20. Family in CO
21. Europe
22. Sandals and pedicures
23. Random stupid things I have spent money on this week
24. BBQ Spare Ribs!!!
25. Mother's Day
26. Bureaucracy
27. Starting a business
28. Smart phones, especially how I don't have one but really want one
29. Building a bat house, bird house or doll house
30. Field day/Field trips
31. That one minute the other day when a little kid was impressed by something I did
32. The complete waste of time that Facebook has become
33. Finding time to go shopping for essentials
34. Library fines
35. Caffeine
36. Stupid drivers
37. Monkeys
38. Filing income taxes
39. Chinese food
40. Ice cream
41. Prom
42. Snow
43. Crazy # of people I know who are pregnant right now
April 30, 2010
April 25, 2010
Bad Things
Bad things happen to good people.
Other people say things meant to be comforting or positive, or maybe just wise. Religious things, like "God won't give you something you can't handle" or philosophical things, like "It's not what happens, but how you deal with it". Maybe something vague, like "It will all work out for the best", or trite, like "Let me know if there's anything I can do". Occasionally mom-like, as in "I told you this would happen". Nobody ever says "I've got your back. Let's go kick some ass", which is too bad.
I have a friend whose sister spent last night duct-taped to a chair in a closet, after her boyfriend beat the crap out of her and left her there. Wouldn't it be nice, if instead of saying "Oh, how awful, she'll be in my prayers", someone could say "Let's go find that boyfriend and beat the living crap out of him and leave him in a ditch somewhere."
The odds of actually forming a posse and delivering some justice are probably less than following through on all the good intentions we have when we hear of someone else's troubles, but tonight for some reason they seem more satisfying.
Not sure what I could do in the case of L's cousin. She is not responding well at all to treatments for a relatively treatable disease. She is much more positive than I would be in her place. While I admit that getting angry at a disease, or a situation, isn't always the most productive approach, her requests for prayers and support aren't working very well either.
Sometimes bad things happen to good people. Not sure whether to be mad, that bad things don't happen more often to bad people, or sad, that I can't do much about any of it besides offer up a cliche, maybe a prayer and a casserole.
Other people say things meant to be comforting or positive, or maybe just wise. Religious things, like "God won't give you something you can't handle" or philosophical things, like "It's not what happens, but how you deal with it". Maybe something vague, like "It will all work out for the best", or trite, like "Let me know if there's anything I can do". Occasionally mom-like, as in "I told you this would happen". Nobody ever says "I've got your back. Let's go kick some ass", which is too bad.
I have a friend whose sister spent last night duct-taped to a chair in a closet, after her boyfriend beat the crap out of her and left her there. Wouldn't it be nice, if instead of saying "Oh, how awful, she'll be in my prayers", someone could say "Let's go find that boyfriend and beat the living crap out of him and leave him in a ditch somewhere."
The odds of actually forming a posse and delivering some justice are probably less than following through on all the good intentions we have when we hear of someone else's troubles, but tonight for some reason they seem more satisfying.
Not sure what I could do in the case of L's cousin. She is not responding well at all to treatments for a relatively treatable disease. She is much more positive than I would be in her place. While I admit that getting angry at a disease, or a situation, isn't always the most productive approach, her requests for prayers and support aren't working very well either.
Sometimes bad things happen to good people. Not sure whether to be mad, that bad things don't happen more often to bad people, or sad, that I can't do much about any of it besides offer up a cliche, maybe a prayer and a casserole.
April 24, 2010
Am I Paranoid?
Writers' group was kind of lame today, but I had interesting side conversations with a couple of other people, so not a total waste of time.
Driving home from writers' group, I took the I-430 bridge across the river. Right as the road left dry land and became a bridge, I saw a little yellow blob on the shoulder. As I passed it, I saw that it was a hard hat. Might have just wondered at how it got there, except this is the same bridge where a few years ago three men were in a crane accident. They fell into the river and were missing for a long time before their bodies were recovered. My first thought was the hope something similar hadn't happened. I suppose I might also look up the details of the accident to see if I am remembering correctly.
Crossing the parking lot to get lunch, a car slowed and the driver motioned for me to pass. I am always self-conscious of crossing in traffic because I worry that I don't walk quickly enough since my knee surgeries. Paranoia is only heightened when I realize that the car I thought had stopped for me is slowly easing forward the entire time.
Driving home from writers' group, I took the I-430 bridge across the river. Right as the road left dry land and became a bridge, I saw a little yellow blob on the shoulder. As I passed it, I saw that it was a hard hat. Might have just wondered at how it got there, except this is the same bridge where a few years ago three men were in a crane accident. They fell into the river and were missing for a long time before their bodies were recovered. My first thought was the hope something similar hadn't happened. I suppose I might also look up the details of the accident to see if I am remembering correctly.
Crossing the parking lot to get lunch, a car slowed and the driver motioned for me to pass. I am always self-conscious of crossing in traffic because I worry that I don't walk quickly enough since my knee surgeries. Paranoia is only heightened when I realize that the car I thought had stopped for me is slowly easing forward the entire time.
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