Starbucks Spreads Her Legs For Old Times Sake

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To Believe Or Not To Believe

Please see my latest entry: "To Believe Or Not To Believe" posted on Nanny Goats In Panties.  Click here to read it. Or here. Or even here.

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Obama Fo Fama Bo Bama

Today I pulled up behind a big black SUV (in retrospect, probably American made) with 2 bumper stickers. The sticker on the left said "OBAMA". The one on the right said "SUCKS". I was so dumbfounded that someone would stick anything on their nice new looking vehicle - I mean, what are they going to do with it after November? Throw the whole thing away and buy a new pick-em-up truck? I was equally dumbfounded that someone would slap these things on their vehicle and drive around town with them where people these days could just pull up next to the guy and "put a cap in his ass", as it were.

Of course the more I think about it, the more sense it makes. "Obama Sucks" is about the stupidest political statement you could make. It's a fairly unreasoned argument for one thing. Only an idiot would blurt out such a comment without corroborating evidence. So, clearly, the guy is an idiot. Every once in a while, I forget my own wisdom that explains all idiotic behavior: If they could get a clue, they already would have.

Initially, I gave the guy the benefit of the doubt, like the stickers were some inside joke I wasn't aware of, because it was so over-the-top. I thought he had to be kidding, right? I came home and Googled "Obama Sucks Bumper Sticker". Well, that was a mistake. It just exposed me to many many other idiots that I'd just as soon not know exist: and not just the racists, but the dummies with keyboards sans 3rd grade English. I get all worked up when I see such ignorant vitriol and I want to go out and shoot every one of them. I can't seem to get past the seething hatred I have for such people, I can't dig down deep and conjure up any sympathy for these bastards. They are the reason for everything that is wrong in this world. And they must die.

If I were king, I would paint everyone purple, enforce a dress code of Spandex burlap (that's breathable, of course, for those really sweltering summer days), and divert all space exploration funds into inventing a lie-proof lie detector so we would never need juries, or Death Rows, or anything else that just wastes everyone's time and money because of people's lies. God I hate politics!

Oops! Gotta go. O'Reilly's on.

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Go Big Blue!

First, a moment of silence for one of Hollywood’s screen legends. A man who brought Ben-Hur to life. A man who spoke those immortal words on screen that I’ll never forget: "Damn you....something something". I’m speaking, of course, of Gern Blanston. I mean, Charlton Heston.

And now, back to our regularly scheduled posting...

I’m one of those people that blends into a crowd unnoticed. I can shop at the same place forever and noone will recognize me from one visit to the next. In fact, I’ve been passing through the same Southwest terminals at SMF and LAX nearly every week for the last 10 years and no Southwest employee ever recognizes me. Why? Because everything about the way I look is average. Imagine how frustrating it is, however, to visit the same restaurant over and over with no recognition, only to have my husband walk in with me after 6 months of no-shows on his part and have people greet him like a long lost friend. I suppose if my lily-white ass was a tall mean-looking Asian ass, people might remember me better, but come on already.

This is leading to something so bear with me.

While blending into crowds, I tend to wear plain old ordinary clothes: Jeans and a sweatshirt - my uniform. I’ve worn sweatshirts for about 137 years with nary an utter from my fellow humans. However, I recently acquired a UCLA sweatshirt and now I get somebody talking to me every day I’m out with it. Nobody gave a Sherlocked shit about my Humboldt State or Sac State outerwear, but when I don the Bruins garb, I get the attention I finally deserve. Everybody has something to say to me when I’m wearing the Blue. Today, on the plane, as I was winding my way down the aisle, some guy in Row 3 wanted to know who was winning the game. And then had the temerity to give me grief for not knowing. I guess that’ll teach me not to go out uninformed.

By the way, UCLA lost to Memphis tonight. Does that mean I can’t be seen in this sweatshirt now? Does this also mean I should hit the Ivy League online clothing store and load up on a whole array of conversation starters?

...IN OTHER NEWS...

So one of my new best friends, Karen, over at Midlife’s A Trip has been so kind as to link to Nanny Goats In Panties in the Midlife Women Blogger’s section of her site. Thanks, Karen! May the pixie dust of a thousand fairies be sprinkled on your soul.

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Nanny Goats Soars in Popularity

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Nanny Goats Wins Yet Another Award

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Book Review: The Cure For Modern Life

My review of The Cure For Modern Life by Lisa Tucker has been published on Curled Up With a Good Book. If you wish to read it, click here or on the book cover.

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Where x = a Japanese chicken monster

LameMovies.net has posted my review of The X From Outer Space. Click here to read it, if you wish.

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This Is Not About Cupcakes

While I was watching every episode of Arrested Development on hulu.com with the Blue Angels rumbling in the background, I began thinking: if the world is going to end in December 2012, what should I really be doing? I mean, I’ve already seen Arrested Development. Shouldn’t I be catching up on the last season of The Wire, or at the very least, cashing out my 401K and blowing it something? With the rate that time is flying these days (as fast as, say, a Blue Angel) the world will end on what will seem like next Friday, so we should really get hopping.

For more information regarding the end of the world, you’re lucky. There are a multitude of .com domains attributed to this such as: worldend2012.com, apocalypse2012.com, december212012.com, etc. Wouldn’t it be funny to find out that Joe WebSiteGuy who nabbed endoftheworld2012.com paid for 20 years ownership of the domain name in advance instead of the year-at-a-time plan because it was cheaper in the long run? If the world ends in 2012, boy, will Joe have egg on his face. HA HA HA !!!!!

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The Socioeconomicalisticness of Blogging

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