We watched The King’s Speech a few nights ago. A fantastic movie. I’m stuck on a fact of history. The Anglican Church is headed by the king, which was created by Henry VIII in part because the Catholic Church would not grant him a divorce. Still, the king cannot marry a divorced woman. Very interesting.
Yesterday was one of those days I really wish I had my camera with me. The girl’s high school basketball team of the town I was driving though was doing a car wash fundraiser. There were of course about four teenage girls bouncing up and down with signs that read, “Car Wash”, and “Girls Basketball” with the name of their school or team. Then there was the overly bouncy and giggly girl with the sign that read, “Give a baller a dollar”. Oh, her father must be proud.
I know that “baller” has become slang for someone who plays ball as in basketball or other nonsexual sport involving balls. However, I read the sign with the 60’s context of the slang “balling”, to have coitus, but as a noun. As in one who participates in balling. I can’t tell you how badly I wanted to roll down the window and tell her, “Oh honey don’t sell yourself short. Even a bad baller is at least worth the cost of a dinner and a movie.”
I can’t be the only one who read her sign with that interpretation. Do you think she got any indecent proposals?
Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof. Protecting all, the majority feign repression when advised that prayer shall not be led in public, government-funded schools. No one is restricting private prayer in schools. The restriction is from imposing beliefs. What if a Muslim led your prayer?
It took quite a while for the news to show Obama addressing the nation about Osama bin Laden being killed by US troops. They kept saying that, “in two minutes” or “in just a moment” Obama will be addressing the nation. It took so long I was hoping that they would show him on an aircraft carrier with a sign over him saying Mission Really Accomplished.
I find small talk to be irritating. I can see and interpret the weather just fine thank you, no need to discuss it. I only tolerate such mind numbing chatter if a Mocha Scooby Snack is dangled before me. Yes, I did notice the rain is wet. How amusing you’ve come to the same conclusion.
Family planning isn’t a euphemism for abortion. (If they cared so much for the unborn passing healthcare reform wouldn’t be so difficult.) That’s not all that Planned Parenthood does. If Republican’s are concerned with “welfare mothers” mooching off the government teat, why not fund the one organization helping to plan families when they’re financially secure.
Kurt left the TV on last night when he went upstairs to give Sophia a bath. I don’t know what lame excuse for a news show was on at the time but I didn’t get to the remote fast enough to not hear that Donald Trump questions Barack Obama’s birth place. They talked about some scuff The Donald had with Whoopi over this made up ‘birther’ issue where she then pulled the race card, which also really irritates me. I really hate when the race card is the only form of debate a person has. Yes, there is still racism and I’m sure despite her means Whoopi probably still sees very real instances of it, but if all she knows how to do is lay around screaming “help, help I’m being repressed” then she’s always going to be a victim no matter what. That, along with the other gossiping ninnies, is why I don’t watch The View. But I digress.
Some woman unknown to me was then shown handing Trump a copy of Obama’s birth certificate. All I could see of the paper was the minimalist format of it, which looks remarkably like the birth certificates I have for Sophia and Lukas. Trump’s argument for the legitimacy of the document that there are no signatures and that it was issued years after Obama’s birth. Wow, he’s good. We need The Donald, because we apparently can’t trust whomever the person is whose job is to check that a presidential candidate was in fact born in the United States. I understand where Donald is coming from. If hadn’t ever seen the new standard of a certified birth certificate I would think it looks fake also, but honestly, do you really think the country is so fucked up that the people in charge of ensuring a candidate is valid tripped up? And the all the security screenings a person has to go through before being sworn in to the highest office simply overlooked one giant glaring requirement? Really?
My original birth certificate was clearly typed up on a typewriter. The document lists my father’s occupation, the birthplace of both my parents, and at the bottom, there are signatures. For reasons I will never understand my mother would not give me my own birth certificate for years, so years ago when it became necessary to have a birth certificate to get back home from trips to Canada I wrote to Alaska for a new copy of my birth certificate. It looks nothing like my original and the issue date is the date at which I made the request for my own certified copy. So Donald, unless New York is different from Alaska, Washington, and apparently Hawaii I’m guessing if you made a request for a certified copy of your own birth certificate you’ll get similar results. And dude, you have shitgobs of cash…If you’re going to wear a hair piece why the hell don’t you splurge and get one that looks more realistic? Just don’t think that good hair will win you the position of President of the United States. You and the hypocrite, Gingrich don’t have a flying chance in hell so save your money or you may go to the brink of personal bankruptcy…again.