Just some stuff I need to get off my chest and out of my head:
Yesterday, as I was driving to work, I heard a commercial for what I consider one of the worst gifts of all time: naming a star after a loved one. Please, friends and family, never ever get me this. I will hate you forever. Okay, I won’t hate you, but I will think poorly on your taste and gift giving abilities. What a crock AND a hella waste of money. “Hi, send us money and we’ll write your name down on a piece of paper and pretend we’re naming a star after you.” Puh-lease! (And this, from a woman who truly hears her angel guides speak to her!)
File this under WTF? – Those idiots still driving around with the Bush/Cheney ’04 stickers on their cars. You know, it’s one thing to show your enormous ignorance of all that is good for our country by voting for those thieves but for the love of God, must you show that ignorance to all who travel the roads with you? And if you don’t know their true colors by now, after all that has happened since that dark day in November ’04, then you deserve the look I give you as I drive by.
And while we’re on the topic of living in “opposite world”, may I just say “Jeebus, people. WAKE THE FUCK UP!!!” Every day I hear of some egregious thing the idiots in charge have done and I just shake my head. It’s getting so I’m not even shocked anymore. For example, some might remember that Social Security privatization issue that was roundly defeated last year because, you know, it was so so so bad for 99% of this country?? Guess who tried to sneak it in to his budget proposal for this year? Uh huh. And I thought “well, I’m not surprised”. I can only hope, pray and petition my representatives (and many others, dem and repug alike) to stand up and make our voices known. Until those of you (probably no one reading my blog, I would guess) sporting the aforementioned stickers wake the hell up, all our rights to privacy, solvency and the pursuit of happiness go swirling down the drain.
Oh, and Sean Hannity? One day the universe will repay you in kind. Have fun with all that.
No drama this week at CPOE other than it seems that no one but me paid attention to that “no IMing” thing. I gotta start being more rebellious. I do occasionally sneak peanut M&Ms at my desk but that’s the extent of walking on the wild side for me. And already I’m tired of talking to people on the phone.
Biggie “LUGS” to the Goddaughter of Love and barfing …. she’s hanging out at Children’s Hospital getting hydrated and de-barfed and de-pained. Here’s hoping you escape soon, babydoll!
Only a fool would buy naming rights to a star. Sheesh. There’s still plenty of good time shares on Mars for our loved ones..