First: When did Domino's Pizza become religiously affiliated? The last two times that we've ordered from them, we've received religious propaganda attached to the pizza box, in lieu of coupons for future orders? Shouldn't they advertise that so that when you are choosing who to order from, that information can be a part of your decision making process? I mean, honestly, I think that organized religion already rakes in enough big bucks, without my extra $20 here and there. And we all know how I dislike supporting corporations or entities that I have grievances with. Not that Domino's is good pizza, per say, but considering where I live, there's really not too much to choose from.
Next: Why the hell won't my milk froth anymore? My wonderful little espresso machine that the Wifester gave me for Christmas works brilliantly in every other way, but when it comes to frothing my milk, well, it get's a D- right now. Used to be that I could whip up a frothy mug for my cappuccinos in under a minute. Now, no matter how hard I try, seems that all the little machine can muster is warm milk with a few bubbles on top. I WANT MY FOAM! I NEED my foam. I love the foam, it's the best part of my morning coffee.
Next: Wifester came home from work on Thursday with a big frown on her face. I asked what was wrong and she said "NPR says we're gonna lose our house this year." me: really? NPR said "(Fortune Cookies) and (Wifester) will lose their home this year." That's what they said? her: YES! Well...they said that now even the people who didn't get the sub-prime mortgages, and who have been keeping up with their bills and doing things right are starting to be affected because of the job losses and inability to find new jobs, by the end of the year a lot of people like you and I will have lost their homes too."
Great. So on top of everything else Wifester worries about, she is a Class A Worrier, NPR had to go and give her this. It's what I get for hounding her about expanding horizons beyond that of Desperate Housewives and Super Nanny TV shows. She took the radio and when the complete opposite direction; With substance and brain food.
This talk about the housing market and our situation (we have been planning on moving to Ohio) and how it may affect our plans and blah, blah, blah...
Friends will ask us "Why are you moving there?" And you can see it in their faces, they've seen the photos of a Cleveland winter. But here's the thing. As we discuss the suburbs where Wifester's family lives, where we would be moving to, and the suburbs here, where I've grown up and compare and contrast, it's a no brainer. I can remember multiple instances of our house or items of our shed outside of our house being burglarized. The neighborhood I grew up in, I would almost be afraid to walk down the street alone today. The neighborhood corner market that I used to ride my bicycle to and play video games at is now a hang out for drug dealers.
Where Wifester grew up, is still pretty much exactly the same as it was back then. There's little to no crime. There's no thugs. There's no low riders with rims at the stop signs just hanging out waiting for people to come up to their windows to make transactions. It's just Norman Rockwell-ish middle America. We go to visit and we take the Sunny dog for walks, and there's not 15 dogs running loose, chasing you down the street growling and snarling. There's not garbage all over the sides of the street. People smile and say "Hi" as you pass them because they aren't suspicious of you, nor you of them. We use to keep an eye on who's living in our area. If you are a parent, or planning to be, or you just want to know the status of the sex offenders and other criminals in your area, this is a great site. It searches the registry that they are supposed to keep up to date with current addresses and work addresses, etc, and lets you know, categorically, what type of offenders live in an area, by address. You can even search for someone by name, if you suspect they may have a past conviction and want to check it out.
Wifester and I met online. It's true. We chatted and emailed and eventually talked on the phone for a while until the day we decided to meet in real life. So right off the bat, I'm quite grateful to the wondrous joys that Social Networking can bring into one's life. There's another side to it though, I mean, besides the icky stuff we hear about on Dateline... I'm talking about the finding of old "friends" from long ago... getting reacquainted, seeing photos of each other's respective families, and then, as is often the situation in my case, NEVER hearing from them again. Or, worse yet, being bombarded with religious propaganda eluding to the sure detriment of my soul's very survival should I continue my homosexual lifestyle. GAH! I'd rather just never hear from you again. Even if we WERE BFF's way back when.
But recently, I stumbled upon an old friend from high school who I knew was not going to be quite so judgmental and, to boot, happens to be an artist, himself. I was quite thrilled when we made contact with each other and began conversation. His art was always some of my favorite. In high school, he did all of the graphics for our year book. He worked at Opryland sketching those funny charactures of people, so if you ever got one done there, High School Buddy may have drawn it. Well, High School Buddy took some time and looked over my blogs and photo albums and wrote to me saying that he liked my art and thought I should give it a go with some galleries. He even gave me email addresses and names to contact... The first one told me they like my stuff, but it's just not what they are looking for at this moment. Yadda, yadda, yadda...High School Buddy says he's amazed that they are showing who they are showing right now, yet not interested in my Divas and City scapes. I'm just flattered that someone, anyone thinks anything I have is gallery worthy. The second gallery has emailed me back, but they would like for me to have a professional portfolio with an artist's resume made up. They will show my art, and are excited to be able to say that I am an "untrained artist", but I need to do these things first. The exciting news is that the gallery is in The Arcade, which is the epicenter of Nashville's Arts district. It hosts a monthly Art Crawl which draws thousands of people. So I could get a lot of exposure. The bad news is, it costs money, a pretty good amount of money, to have a professional portfolio and artist's resume done. Another gallery responded that they really like the divas, and would like to place them in a show in the future, and will keep in contact with me for a later date. To me, that's a "don't call us, we'll call you..." I've submitted my digital portfolio to a few more galleries, asking if they are accepting new artists. I've burned candles and chanted into the wind. I've asked Isis, Allah, Buddah, and Ani Difranco for some positive energy to flow my way and help me gain the break I've been looking for. Regardless of how all that turns out, I'm happy to be back in touch with High School Buddy. And I'm grateful that he's been so quick to want to help me advance my art. I was amazed, yet also not surprised to find out that High School Buddy and his High School Sweetheart married 15 years ago and are still blissfully wed. That makes it like 20 years that they've been together, and I think that is a rare thing these days. Kudos to High School Buddy and his High School Sweetheart!
I don't know where all of this is going, except I just wanted to fill you in on why I've been a bit absent and missed another WWC... Trying to talk to and submit to galleries is a lot more work than I realized! Keep me in your thoughts and send some good vibes on over this way, if you get a moment to spare, I can use all of them I can get! :) Maybe one day, before we're all too old to read blogs, just maybe I'll get my foot (or art) in the doors of one of those galleries. Hey! Let a girl dream!
Now, on to the Moron Rant:
I'm taking a sociology class right now. Well, we have to post an answer to a discussion topic each week on the discussion board. This week''s question was in reference to the "changing family unit" and how we felt about it, ie: should we as a society adapt our image of family to adapt with the changing times.
Weeeeeel....
This gal posted her response, or I should call it her tirade about the changing family unit. Referring to our text book, she said, among other things, I've narrowed this down to the really offensive stuff and left out a lot of the babbling:
note:stuff in ****BOLD ****are just my thoughts/interjections ;)
"The author says "We need to unmask the rhetoric that insists that affirmation of civil marriage and church blessings of holy unions somehow demeans marriage for heterosexuals.” (Ruther’s page 284.) Wow who died and made this women god? There is an obvious reason for a family structure that exists around a man married to women. Two a child whose parents love each others this teaches the childrens that selflessness leads to true happiness. Children learn mostly by examples. The other option would be the selfish path you know the me, me me life style or just the opposite of what Jesus Christ taught, like the homo's live. I mena, Did God give the women a vagina and the man a pennies by mistake? *****( Pennies? Really? I mean, it has been a while since I've seen a man's penny, but I would have given them quarters, at least) *****Honestly what the hell is this society coming to? Every time I turn on the TV I see to guys kissing each other or worse yet, two women having sex with each other. ****{ I want to know what channel she's watching, because I need to call comcast and get it!} ****What on earth does all that crap teach our kids? Hey life’s about you and your sexual desires not much else really matters. You can tell your son hey instead of having sex with a women try it with man the only thing that really different is the plumbing. Yeah right! I am sure it is our selfish desires that allude to this kind of stupid bull crap of raising kids in these other immoral ideas of the family. Anyways that my thoughts and feelings I hope I did not offend anyone, if I did let me have it. I do however think its important to stand up for what I believe is right. And I do not believe that two queers calling themselves a family is right. They can't just go around and give themselves rings and call that a marriage. God didn't sanctify it so its bull crap, its a sham, and worst of all, its a sin."
Yeah. First of all, learn to spell before you start condemning people in a public forum, right? So anyways, the next part of our assignment is to respond to at least three people's posts...hmmmm...I wonder who's post I chose to respond to first? :)
So here's my response to her:
I have to take many issues with your post. 1. The argument is often made that same sex marriage would threaten the institution of marriage. This is a contradiction, in and of itself. Allowing people to commit themselves to each other regardless of gender, is not a threat to marriage. When homosexuals are allowed to marry, they are less likely to attempt heterosexual marriage first, just to fit in with society's norm, causing them to be matched with an incompatible partner and possibly raising children in a loveless home, only to end in divorce. Further, studies have shown that children of divorce are more likely to have failed marriages themselves. Denying gays the right to marriage contributes to the divorce rate, rather than protecting the institution of marriage. And then what does that teach those children? That it's OK to be in loveless marriages? That it's OK to end a commitment made "till death do us part"?
2. The argument that marriage is a sacred institution is biased in design and based on the assumption that the state has the responsibility to "sanctify" marriages - a fundamentally religious idea. This is an example of one set of people trying to enforce their religious doctrines upon others. In this instance, it is an attempt to do so through weakening the separation of church and state, by undermining the Bill of Rights. (Sullivan, 2008) Although this is not a new concept in American politics, the attempt itself opposes the foundations, the very fiber of the First Amendment - one does not truly have freedom of religion if one does not have the right to freedom from religion as well. The only marriage affected by two people marrying, is the marriage being entered into by the two people marrying each other.
3. The General Assembly of the United Nations unanimously adopted the Universal Declaration of Human Rights in 1948, which cited the "right to marry" as one of the fundamental rights of humankind. (U.N. General Assembly, 1948) In 1967, the historic Supreme Court decision was made in the case of Loving v. Virginia. It proclaimed that the ban on interracial marriage was "designed to maintain White Supremacy" and therefore, unconstitutional. Further, it said that in denying the right to marry the person of one's choice, the fundamental civil right to marriage had been denied.
There is no difference between my marriage to another woman today, and the interracial marriages that the Supreme Court ruled in favor of in 1967. (and yes, it is a marriage, we flew to Canada where we were issued a legal license that is recognized in over 20 civilized countries) It still boils down to two consenting adults who love each other, wanting to commit to each other for a lifetime of togetherness and nurturing. Contrary to what you believe, it has much less to do with sex and much more to do with love. And if you think love and sex are one in the same, well, that is a whole different discussion for another day.
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So then she comes back and responds to me with :
I believe you may have misunderstood where the scared institution actually started, and it has nothing to do with the state's ruling on what a marriage is. The scanty of marriage came from the bibles instruction of what a marriage should be. A man and a woman. How do you figure denying gay rights to marry would increase the rate of divorce. It sounds as if you may have some issues your self about homosexual relationships. Are you in that type relationship? It has nothing to do with religious doctrine read the bible for yourself and see what it says concerning gay relationships. No one is forcing religion on any one, you do have the freedom to not be religious. Have you ever heard of anyone going to jail for believing in God. ****( Um HELLO?? Have you ever taken a HISTORY class, like EVER??) ****Yes everyone has the right to marry whom ever they want to. ****(No, honey, not everyone. That's why all us queers keep marching the streets!)**** Society stereo-tpyed those relationships(blacks and whites) It had nothing to do with religion. I hope my comments have not offended you in any way.
OMG! Am I really in school with this person?? I can't begin to tell you how agast I am that someone would even say Have you ever heard of anyone going to jail for believing in God...So apparently she had a conversation or something with the Prof. because the next day there was this:
it appears that I may have offended you with my question and comments and I want to publicly apologize to you before the class and Professor Dr. Jones.. I am asking that you forgive any offensive comments to your post. I need to hear back from you to know that my apology has been accepted. A speedy reply is requested.
Maybe I'm being petty, but I think that if I am being asked to accept an apology, I shouldn't be given time constraints on that apology. But in the spirit of good nature, here's what I said next:
Of course I accept your apology. I note that you questioned if I were myself, in a homosexual relationship,and that gives me cause to believe that you may not have fully read my post. Yes, I am in fact in a same sex relationship, and was married to my partner two years ago. I do not misunderstand where the institution of marriage originated, if you conduct your own research, beyond that of the bible, and use some scholastic journals and historical references, you may be surprised to find that marriage was around long before religion and had nothing to do with anything sacred, but was more so a barter and trade system.
If you would like to discuss what the bible says, I would recommend you do so in bible study class, not in a college level course in a public school. Again, we come to a separation of church and state issue. You asked if I've ever heard of anyone going to jail for believing in God, and, as a matter of fact, yes, history is ridden with tales of people being imprisoned for their religious beliefs, and for their opposition to popular religious beliefs. That was one of the reasons that the United States was founded. Again, research conducted on this topic via scholastic journals and historical references will help you to find this information. It really is quite intriguing and well worth the read.
I have not been offended by your remarks, I simply look at them as an opportunity to educate a fellow citizen and help illuminate some facts around an issue that is in fact, near and dear to my own heart.
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I received an email from my Prof. today asking if I want to file a formal complaint against the student. I'm contemplating if it's even worth my time.
...just found out the cost of my prescriptions without insurance... ...may be having a cardiac event at this very moment... it was nice knowing you all
OK, so Police Chief Boyd says that three officers spend 40 hrs a week each in Lake Forest, and that they are patrolling the streets of LFE. I have my doubts about those numbers, but alrighty, we'll go with it. If that is in fact the case, why are Stop signs being illegally occluded by random Yard Sale signs?
that's not all, a few blocks up, there was this one:
Both of these were within about three blocks of each other on La Vergne Lane, which makes me wonder, if there are police patrolling so faithfully, why is something like this allowed to stand? I mean, not only is it tacky, come on, there are plenty of light poles around to stick your signs on, but isn't it also illegal to cover up traffic signs?
Besides, even if the light poles are truly so full, there's always the very inexpensive wire sign holders that can be purchased for next to nothing at Home Depot or Lowe's or most any office supply store. They're great, you stick em in the ground, pop your sign into it, and viola, a free standing poster for your yard sale!
And if that's just too much for you, there is the free service of notifying us at The Rutherford Co Yard Sale Directory, and we'll be happy to update the Yard Sale List with your event's date, time, and address.
There are just so many ways to do it the right way, that there's just no excuse for covering up stop signs in a neighborhood where there are constantly children out in the streets. I mean, wasn't there recently a child struck by a car here in LFE?? Isn't that reason enough not to go around sticking your yard sale and garage sale signs over the Stop signs?
Which brings me around to Sunday Feelings Check Video:
Guess what time it is again? That's right! It's Tuesday and that means it's time for the Brought to us by Tink, over at Pickled Beef. Click the graphic above to go to the master participation list so you can visit all the regular players. This week, Tink asked us to interpret, with the aide of our cameras, "A" and "Favorite Song"This was difficult, because I love so much music, it's quite hard to pin down a favorite song. I have a few. Here's my submission to this week's challenge
A:
patriotic A
magnetic A
A is for Ani Difranco!
Favorite Song: (click on the song titles to hear the songs and see the videos)
Yesterday I started a new little thing around here, Feelings Check Sunday, in which I posted a video that represented my mood or stance at the moment. Mine yesterday was Primus, Too Many Puppies. See it here.
I asked anyone who wanted to, to join in. I didn't see the tweet until this morning, sorry about that @divinemisterd
I was tremendously impressed with his choice, so much so, that I thought I'd share it with you. Although my own personal mood yesterday was along the vein of old school Primus, folks who know me know that folk music is more my genera on any given day. Making this one all the more savory, it's someone I've never heard of before! And I absolutely LOVE to be turned on to new artists. Especially when they have music with a message! So here's @divinemisterd's Feelings Check Sunday video:
And, if you don't already follow@divinemisterd, scoot on over to twitter and follow him....now! He's awesome. Or you can check out some his writing at The Nashville Examiner and at Bootleg Betty, where he indulges his fascination with, who else, but the Divine Bette Midler.
I'm starting a new tradition here, at No More Empty Fortune Cookies. Each Sunday morning I'll post a video that represents my mood, my thoughts, or my position at that moment. Kind of like the daily "Feelings Check" at rehab, but without the withdrawals and much more clarity ;) You're welcome to play along, just leave me a comment and tell me you posted a video and I'll come watch it. I keep reading about all this war...and all these mallitia groups, they aren't just Tliban and Al Qaeda and "Over there" They're right here, in our own backyards. They're in the heartland of America. And they are having babies in droves. And guess what? They're raising those babies to think, act, react just like they do. Out of fear, hate, intolerance, and ignorance.
So, remember when I ranted about my local park and police station? Well, a local reporter read that rant, and picked up the story. She emailed me, I emailed her, we talked, we interviewed. It ended up on the local news.Here's a link to the segment, if you care to see it. I thought the camera only added 10 lbs? ;)
We were once like sisters. So alike, you and I, that our first cars were the same, right down to the key. But mine was more rusted than yours. We learned to flirt together. We learned to make ourselves HAWT together. We skipped school, ran the streets, and had parties when your parents were out of town. I remember the day you told me you were pregnant, and I think surely I felt as much fear for you as you felt for yourself. Immediately I became your protector, your guardian. Remember that time I pulled over to get out of the car and yell at the other driver for being an idiot and didn't he know I had a pregnant woman in my car??! We were just kids ourselves back then. Not even out of high school yet. We grew up together, and together we figured out that this whole teenage motherhood thing is a lot more difficult than either of us had realized before. It didn't really matter that the Dad didn't want to be around at that time, you had me, your family, and a host of friends. I was there for the ultrasound and to hear the heartbeat. I was there when she was born on Valentine's Day. We grew up some, but we also took paths that more responsible people would not have taken. Still, through trying times, through heartaches and upheaval, we remained as tight as sisters. I was there when your second and third daughters were born too. They all called me Aunt Fortune Cookies and ran to greet me with big smiles every time I came to visit. You were the first person I ever told some of my darkest secrets to. And you were one of the first people I ever told I was gay. I still remember your response, do you? You smiled and said "So what?! That doesn't change you. You're still my Fortune Cookies, and I still love you. As long as you're happy, I'm happy for you. Is she cute?" And right away, you accepted this change in my life. When I told you about my family's reaction, your response was that you and your family would always be my family and that you could not understand how a parent could do such a thing to their child. I've always loved and appreciated you for that.
About a year ago, that Valentine's Day baby of yours, now a seventeen year old young lady, sent me an email. She said she had some big problem and really needed someone to talk to. She simply could not face you or her Dad with it, and hoped she could talk to me. I read that email many times. Many thoughts ran through my head. She's pregnant, she's on drugs, she has some incurable VD, she's suicidal... I always was quite the worrier. I thought back to when I used to hold her in my lap and recite the alphabet or test her on her math. I thought about the times I held her while she cried herself to sleep. I thought about the time her father took over custody of her and how she would cry and cry and cry when it was time to go back to his house and how it broke my heart. It took a lot of courage for me to finally write back to her to find out what was going on with her. As you know by now, your daughter simply wanted to tell you the same thing I told you so many years ago. She's in love, and it's with a girl. My reaction? Relief. I was relieved she was not failing school, doing drugs, knocked up, etc. And I told her about when I told you about me, and how you responded. I told her that I thought she would be surprised by her mother's resilience and love for her. That is why it makes me so sad and pained to hear from her what your response has been. Your daughter is your daughter, no matter who she loves. I hope you will remember that, and remember that you once knew that love is love and that it is never wrong when two people love each other. I hope your Valentine's Baby and you can find some resolution, my dear friend, because ignoring her partner will only push her away from you. Asking her to deny who she innately is will only make her miserable. I have tried to contact you to talk about this, but to no avail. I want you to know that there are many groups out there for parents such as yourself, that can help you with understanding what is happening and how to handle it. Groups like PFLAG, and they have chapters everywhere, I bet there's even one near that little ole town you live in. I know you still have my number, so won't you please use it if you'd like someone to talk to?
So the lady from the news has been reading my blog again. This time she read my post about the police sub stationthat appeared to be empty and broken into. We emailed, we phoned, and today we talked in person. She and her camera guy came by our house and chatted with the Wifester and I. This time I was given a time for it to be on the local news, as well as a copy in digital format. What's even more interesting is something totally unrelated that she mentioned while she was here. There is this wonderful organization called Brown Dog Foundationwho is a not for profit org. that helps families who have a pet who is in need of life saving medical treatment, but may not be able to afford it. I think this is absolutely brilliant. Vet bills can be astronomical and especially in financially trying times like these, an accident or other medical emergency could mean the choice between treating your pet and saving their life or euthanasia just because the treatment is too much for your family to handle. That's a choice no pet owner should ever have to make, unfortunately, more often than you would think, it happens. There are lots of ways to help Brown Dog Foundation, too. So don't worry if you don't have extra cash to donate. Take a look at their wish list . You can donate skills, office supplies, toys, treats...There's a ton of ways to help. I know I'll be sending what I can. Won't you take some time to see what you can do to help those who are helping others?
I have to share something I found today over at Camlin's Crooked Line. She wrote I love my daughter's school! Why? Because they sent the following page home in their monthly newsletter:
(Sorry -you'll need to click on it if you want to read it).
I am so impressed with this school system! I hope for the day that my own country adopts such principals and philosophy. I especially liked the way it addressed the fact that such name calling creates a power imbalance in society. Brilliant! Region of Waterloo, CA... I salute you!
I spaced out and missed the WWC yesterday, so I'm playing make up...
Tink challenged us to photo-interpret Yellow & In My Purse/Wallet. Let me just say this...I'm soooooo happy that I recently changed purses and cleaned out the majority of the trash that my purse was harboring! Otherwise, I would be awkwardly embarrassed to show you!
Here's what I came up with, lame, I know, but hey, I tried!
Wifester has a menagerie of baby animal minis. Here's some of them
The current contents of my purse
have you ever seen so many keys owned by a person who doesn't even drive or own a car???
Last weekend, while Wifester, SunnyDog and I were at the park having our picnic, I played around with some of Wifester's fancy-schmancy lenses...this one gave a cool yellow color to the photos! And that's all I got for yah this week! Tune in next week and hopefully I'll be on time.
Do I get partial credit anyways?
The "words" for next week are: Lean(Multiple Meanings!) and 3
I'm so happy to be done with May I could dance a jig. I would but my butt still has a burn that hurts when I wiggle. See previous post re:having a seizure at Target.
So, not only did I get the lovely butt-burn, as we've come to call it at my house with all love and tenderness intended, of course. Following the butt-burn incident I was visited by yet another seizure last week in which I somehow threw out my back in the process.
Wifester said I constricted pretty tight, and that my back was arched, so I suppose that's what did it. I spent a few days with heating pads and dreams of being young and not afflicted by such troubles.
It has rained pretty much every weekend here in Middle Tennessee ever since Spring sprung, until, that is, this weekend.
The Wifester and I decided it's been a bit too long since we took the Sunny Dog to the park for a picnic, so we packed one up and headed out. We have a neighborhood park right around the corner from where we live with picnic tables and shade trees. No playground equipment for kids, but hey, they gave us picnic tables and shade trees... This park shares property with our new Police Sub-Station that was installed last year to hopefully help curb the crime rates in this area. I've been hopeful about the prospects of having police presence within the neighborhood like that, thinking it would deter criminal activity.
One of my acquaintances from the area commented to me once that she noticed that the same police cars seemed to always be there and the station always seemed to be empty. She wondered if they were simply parked there to grant the appearance of a manned station. That peaked my curiosity. Especially after that U-Haul incident, in which I am certain that I prevented my neighbor's house from being robbed.
The first thing Wifester and I noticed as we turned into the drive for the park/police sub-station was the front door to the station. Or maybe I should say the Ginormous piece of ply board substituting for a door on the police sub-station.
That's pretty peculiar. Right? I mean, to me, and I'm no CSI professional, but to me, it looks like the kind of thing one may do after a door has been busted in on.
Hmmmm.
Upon further inspection, it did appear that at least on this day the police sub-station in question was in fact, unmanned with two police cars parked in the back.
Shrugging our shoulders and marking it off to be just another one of those things...we headed on back to the park area.
The next thing that we encountered at our community park was an abundance of these signs:
Really? A park that insists visitors stay off the grass? If they intended it to mean for visitors not to park on the grass, one would think that the signs would be located only in the driveway and parking lot, and read "Do Not Park on Grass" or "No Parking on Grass" or something of the kind. But in my experience, when there is a Stay off Grass sign, the posters of said sign meant just that. And typically they provided a sidewalk to walk on. Not my neighborhood park, provided by my wonderful city. They stragecialy placed every picnic table IN THE GRASS and then posted a billion signs asking us to STAY OFF GRASS, and I'm pretty sure that was not just an anti-marijuana campaign...
Unable to find a path to any picnic table that was not covered in grass, and not in the mood to receive a citation or fine, Wifester and I opted instead to take the Sunny Dog to Long Hunter State Park. It's a bit of a ride to get there, but Sunny Dog loves the car ride and there's no silly Stay off Grass warnings. Plus, we got to see deer and wild turkeys and silly teenagers risking certain death by jumping off of the cliffs and into the lake.
I'm so glad June is here. I hope all the bad Juju that May brought with it is over now too.
to keep an eye on who's living in our area. If you are a parent, or planning to be, or you just want to know the status of the sex offenders and other criminals in your area, this is a great site. It searches the registry that they are supposed to keep up to date with current addresses and work addresses, etc, and lets you know, categorically, what type of offenders live in an area, by address. You can even search for someone by name, if you suspect they may have a past conviction and want to check it out.
Both of these were within about three blocks of each other on La Vergne Lane, which makes me wonder, if there are police patrolling so faithfully, why is something like this allowed to stand? I mean, not only is it tacky, come on, there are plenty of light poles around to stick your signs on, but isn't it also illegal to cover up traffic signs?
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