I said, "Yeah!"

Since getting down with Lil' Wayne and T-Pain, I've rocked out to Led Zeppelin, did a dance for the dog to Mony, Mony, painted it black with the Stones and I'm waiting for the Clash to bless me with their music.

Seriously, either fear for my unborn child or be supremely jealous of its early, current and future musical education. Mama's gonna make sure only the best is heard...

If you got money, and you know it...

I HIGHLY recommend making chicken enchiladas to Lil' Wayne. Nuhhhhh...

This a way, that a way...

This post alone should make you seriously question my parenting skills.

Ladies and gents... your lawmakers, your tax dollars at work!

I'm staying out the health care fray, but I'll dabble my toes in the cesspool long enough to make fun of people. Shockingly.

Regardless of your elation or doom about the health care bill passage, just realize that it's people like this earning your tax dollars and voting bills into laws for us. Remember, he was VOTED into office.

Politics are fun, as long as you don't get too involved. Then it's just malicious and boring...

Facebook Opinion of The Day- 3/22/10

So, I nabbed this little quote from Facebook today, my favorite place to read other people's opinions while quietly smothering my own:

"I always wonder why Border Control is synonymous with Mexico/Mexican's? There just doesn't seem to be such opposition when European's enter."

I'll ignore egregious misuse of the apostrophe and skip to the point. Um, last time I checked, we didn't have millions of undocumented Europeans in this country tying up resources. It might have something to do with the fact that most European countries (at least the western ones, anyway) think the US are ridiculous and just come here to visit Disneyland, NYC and shop with the fab exchange rate. Their economies aren't in shambles nor are they teetering on the edge of a narco state (or in the dismal abyss, depending on your point of view). And maybe it has something to do with the fact that getting across the ATLANTIC OCEAN is slightly more daunting, expensive and necessitates an airplane or ship, unlike getting across a land border (excluding those that spend thousands on whatever they call people that you hire to sneak you across the desert in the middle of the night and then abandon you and leave you for dead). Lastly, I maybe should check an atlas (or my sarcasm, your call) but if I recall, we don't share a border with Europe. And since Canada is happy freezing their butts off up north while owning hockey, using "zed" for "z" and generally making fun of us- yes, border control does tend to encompass our friends to the south.

Until next time, when I discuss in 3 paragraphs or less the concept of "social responsibility", which is another term I saw a lot on FB today . It's a term people like to use so long as the finger of social responsibility is not pointing back at them.

I'm catching what you're sending? I think?

Is anyone else amused/confused/perplexed/creeped out when people say or write things like, "Sending strength/good vibes/love/joy/peace/patience/kindness/'anything else people feel like sending' your way?"

Maybe it's just my trademark cynicism, but most of the time, I'm pretty sure people already know they're loved. Wouldn't people more appreciate some prayer and intercession on their part? I mean, anyone can say "Sending love your way!" and throw it out there. But doesn't it take a little more commitment to say, "I'm praying for you today?"

Plus, what if your love gets intercepted by somebody else after you throw it out? What if the love you promised never reaches its intended recipient?!? It's like a love/joy/peace/patience/kindness/good times/strength steal!!! At least you know with prayers that there is only one Recipient and he gets the message every time...

True Story of My Nursing Life- #1

This morning, I told a neurosurgeon that his patient had "floaties" in his CSF. As if they were cookie crumbs in a toddler's apple juice, or something like that. He's not a jovial sort of fellow, but I'm pretty sure I got a snort out of him.

Once again, my job is done here.