There was an error in this gadget

Friday, June 18, 2010

He's going home, and other ramblings

June 18,2010

So it looks like Tony from BP is being recalled to England. That's nice. I guess he'll finally get his life back. I wish the same could be said for the nice folks living on the gulf coast.

I get angrier every day about the whole mess. I want Obama to make it all better. I'm not sure he can. He's good, but he can't put everything back the way it was. No one is that good, and the people and environment are the proof. Epic fail.

I may have to take a break from the news. I won't, but I probably should. I get depressed and angry when I see the mess things are in. I am enraged when I hear what some of the idiots on the Right are saying. I get scared when I realize how many people don't ask, or read, or make any effort to learn about a problem. They take what they hear as gospel truth. After all, it was on the news, right? This isn't our parents news anymore. It cannot be assumed that the person reading the news had anything to do with its research or writing. Most of them are news models. Nice to look at, some of them. but not to be taken seriously. Or they are commentators, which is fine, but shouldn't be assumed to be without an agenda. People who think Glenn Beck gives them the unvarnished truth have other nasty habits. Beck and his ilk are about ratings. I can only hope they go away before anyone gets hurt. But it won't happen. good night and good luck...stimp

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Safety in Numbers

What does it mean to be safe? I know that is a stupid question. I was out with a group of my friends last night. Two different people, both guys, suggested that they could behave more like themselves with me because, since I was married, I was "safe". Indeed. I am a happily married woman. Delightedly married. I am not looking for anything outside my marriage. But just what does it mean to be safe? If I weren't married, would my male friends feel less comfortable being themselves around me? If so, that is a shame. I have always enjoyed having male friends, almost more than female ones. My relationships with males have always been less complicated, once we were both clear of the "relationship" baggage. I like guys. In a way, I must admit I was almost insulted. What does it mean to be safe. I felt like every body's mom. I'm married, so I am no longer a woman? I am some sort of neutral? I'm no femme fatale, but it would be nice to be acknowledged as such. Treat me like a lady sometimes, not one of the guys. Sure I'm married. But even I still like to flirt a little. Even more now, because I am married. Flirting, bawdy wordplay, makes me feel female. Doesn't mean I'm trying to be a tramp, or sleep around. it just make me feel, I don't know, "girly". Like a real woman. Maybe most women don't need that kind of sort of reinforcement. I like it. Sue me. It makes me feel safe to be the woman I am. good night and good luck...stimp

Mama, I'm coming home

June 16, 2010

Yeah, I know. I haven't been in a while. I've been writing for a local newspaper for the last year, and I was concerned about overlap. I couldn't publish what I wrote there here. But I have two more columns left for them, so I figure I can come back to where I started on my merry way. I'm glad to be back. And my mileage still varies. But nothing else seems to. So let us return to the place where I can say what I want, cuss when I want, write about what I want, even if it's stupid. Enjoy the ride.

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Adieu, Jon and Kate

November 24, 2009

I found something new to be thankful for.

I can only hope, now that the Gosselins have turned their breeding habits into a train wreck, that they will go away and leave me alone. I don't, and never have, watched the "show". But their family life has been forced on me and everyone else since day one. I said it about the Octomom, and I'll say it again. Having a litter is not a talent. It is an aberration. Having said litter, then using it to cash in is an abomination. Children are not a commodity. I have a child. It is difficult enough to raise a child in this world without turning their lives into a circus. I work with kids, and see kids every day whose parents don't take their job seriously. Broken children with only the system to help fix what went wrong. I feel bad for those kids. I feel bad for any kids who have parents pimping them for their own selfishness. The parents suck, and the children are left to confusion. Go away, Jon and Kate.

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Death Squads

August 13, 2009

They are not going to kill Grandma.

I am getting sick of listening to all of the nastiness. I have said before that most of the world's problems could be solved by a little civility, some manners. Of late, it seems manners have gone the way of the dodo, or full service gas stations. Sure, they still exist, but you're gonna really have to look. When I published my first column in the local paper, the criticism I got, for the most part, had nothing to do with the topic at hand. I got personally insulted, but not my subject matter. A lack of interest in the subject matter seems to be afoot again. Our representatives, with all good intentions, come home to see what we think about things. They hold town hall meetings. Some of them are being screamed at, insulted, and abused for their good intentions. Some have been subject to personal attacks and death threats. There is one representative who had a swastika spray painted on the sign outside his office. How does this further the discourse? Not discussion, but screaming and threats. Not listening, but being shouted down. This serves nothing. It reminds me of little kids throwing a tantrum. They hear or see something they perceive that they don't want. Might be true, might not. Either way, they respond by kicking and screaming "NO, NO,NO" at the top of their lungs. They might miss something important, like an answer to their concerns. There is evidence that people are being encouraged to behave this way by interest groups that could be negatively affected by health care reform. I don't care whose idea it was. Fact is that instead of reading and learning, the lies and distortions are being taken as gospel, and acted on as such. None of the incomplete bills before Congress suggests pulling the plug on the old, infirm, or handicapped. It is against the law, Federal law, to use taxpayer money to fund abortion. And I've got news for you, our health care is being rationed by bureaucrats every day. Insurance companies make money by taking your premiums, and not paying your claims. They decide who gets what treatment. End of story. We pay more every time we use the system, because people don't have health care. Being taken care of when sick or hurt should be a human right, not a job benefit. We need to examine our souls, close our mouths, and treat each other with a little common decency. Really, people, grow up. good night and good luck...stimp

Friday, July 31, 2009


July 31, 2009

I started a new endeavor. I was selected to be a community columnist for the next year in my local newspaper. I am not allowed to republish what I have written for the Trib here. However, if there is interest, it can be found at, under Opinion. I have been writing a blog on and off for years, but this is my first real foray into journalism. I hope I don't screw it up. good night and good luck...stimp

Thursday, July 30, 2009

The revolution

July 30, 2009

OK. Perhaps My Space wasn't as much fun as I thought it would be. I have had my account a around a year, and blogging there isn't as fulfilling as it was here. So I am coming back. I liked it here.

I am getting a big kick out of Twitter. It's fun. Not particularly deep, but lots of fun. Find me there at stimp99 if you wish.

I am starting to write for a real newspaper. Our local hires folks to write as community columnists for a year. My first column is tomorrow, and I am nervous about writing for it. This seems less intimidating somehow. The paper seems more real, considering I am getting paid for it. We'll see how we go.

In the meantime, check this space for more interesting blogs in the near future. good night and good luck...stimp

Friday, July 25, 2008

the 21st century

I have made a leap forward and joined the 21st century.

I now have a My Space page.

God, I love the Internets.

Enjoy...good night and good luck...stimp