Filed under: My Soapbox
Here’s the backstory: The Mayor of Jackson and his two bodyguards went to this “crackhouse” and tore it down. Vigilante style, like with hammers and stuff. So, they go on trial in state court and they’re found not guilty. Of course, the feds want to flex their muscles, too, so they charge the three of them with violation of the crackhomeowners civil rights.
During the federal investigation/trial proceedings, one of the bodyguards surprisingly pleads guilty and agrees to testify against the Mayor — his boy. No one knew why, I’m not sure that anyone cared. And this was about 6 months ago. In fact, I’m not positively convinced that anyone cares about the whole trial thing.
This morning I wake up to my favorite news channel, and here’s the report: The bodyguard was supposedly involved in some gay/transvestite sex thing and the feds found out. They threatened to make this information public unless the guy rolls over on the Mayor (no pun intented), so that’s exactly what he did in order to keep his business out the street.
My question: If this man was willing to sacrifice his freedom to keep people from finding out this “secret”, then why would you then report it on the news? This man has a family and probably some children, a mom, a dad, and undoubtedly it is enough that they have to go through this whole public trial thing. Then to add insult to injury, you go an report that the man has been having gay/tranvestite sex.
Is that really news? Why would you do that?
Filed under: CoCo
After I listened to Michael Baisden, I was feeling all parent-y, and I was all doped up on pain meds, so I decided I would take a peek through Coco’s crate. I know you’ll never understand that, but it is what it is.
See, things have been known to be found in Coco’s crate when they aren’t in their normal locations throughout the home. So, I’m on my hands and knees going through the crate and Coco comes in and runs out immediately — that’s how you know you’re about to hit paydirt, she hides when she’s definitely in trouble.
I take out her blankets and shake ‘em down. Here’s what I find: one of Aidan’s balls, completely deflated; one of my earrings, chewed the hell up; one of Aidan’s socks; and a toothbrush. (No, Timothy, not yours). This, along with the fact that I had very recently discovered Coco’s chicken bone stash hidden in the couch, sent me on a tyrade. But, Coco was nowhere to be found. I was yelling and screaming and looking under beds for her, but she was hidden well.
Finally, when I laid down on the couch, tired and woozy and quiet, Coco appeared looking all sad, like she was coming to apologize — with my other shoe in her mouth. Chewed the hell up.
I really don’t like her.
Filed under: Everyday Chatter
I’m riding home listening to Michael Baisden. He’s talking about going through your kid’s belongings which are located in their rooms. Some people are calling in saying you shouldn’t go through your kids things, others are the opposite.
Me? I fall squarely on the side of Aidan’s room is in MY home and will be searched whenever I feel the need. Now, granted, I’ll have to believe it’s warranted to go in there and look around, but as long as he’s my child living in my home, he’s subject to his 4th amendment rights to search and seizure being violated.
There’s a lot more I can say about this, the reasons why and what not. But, I’ll just open the floor on this topic. What do you think?
Filed under: Everyday Chatter
One of my friends got a friend request on Facebook. She ignored it on purpose. A while later, the rejected friend sends a message “Maybe you don’t remember me, but we went to school together, etc…..”
Again, ignored.
Another message: “It’s probably because of my married name, I used to be SoandSo when we were in school. You probably know me by that name….”
Message to friend: Stop trying. She’s just not that into you.
Filed under: Everyday Chatter
1. When you can only eat on one side of your mouth, you never get full. No matter what. It’s impossible, I tell ya.
2. NerdGirl will come see about you, and bring you drugs. Good drugs. But she demands that you read the label carefully. Veeerrry carefully.
3. CoCo will eat your shoes while you sleep.
4. Your parents will be disgusted that it’s possible that you won’t be feeling better and Aidan will have to stay longer. Well, make that one of your parents.
5. You cannot just put the tube of orajel in your mouth and squeeze. That is, if you don’t want a numb throat, too.
6. This is the week that your dentists office will be off on vacation.
7. You should call in to work because you’re in such great pain. But, as soon as you call in you’ll feel better.
8. On the night of your toothache, when it hurts to talk, people you haven’t heard from in a while will call you. And they’ll talk.
9. If your tooth does start feeling better, do not touch it or see if it will hurt to open your mouth really wide. It will.
10. Finding another dentist isn’t easy, but you must do it. On that note, I must go to do just that.
Filed under: Everyday Chatter
The other night while we were out to dinner there were a lot of people standing and waiting to be seated. We had taken a seat while we waited, but people were still pouring in. An older lady came in and was standing next to us, and I made Aidan get up and stand (or sit in my lap) so she could sit down. Ironically enough, another man sitting by me immediately did the same and offered his seat, as if I’d given him a reminder.
Today, we went to lunch and there were not enough seats. People were pulling up seats to tables where they shouldn’t be. I noticed that not one single solitary man got up to let a lady have his seat. Not.One.
One of the men got up to go get something, and my friend sat in his seat. The guy sitting next to him them announced that he would get up so I could sit down because, after all, he was done eating. However, when the first guy came back and saw my friend sitting there, he made a big deal out of her taking his seat. What? More than likely, this man can save the world on tomorrow, but all I’ll remember is that he has no manners.
I’m sorry, but chivalry is so not dead. It is just common courtesy to offer a lady your seat. Scratch that — it’s more than a courtesy, it’s what a man is supposed to do. I make it a point to teach Aidan that ladies are supposed to be treated a certain way. I grew up around lots of genteel Southern gentlemen who stood for ladies and opened doors. Perhaps I’m old fashioned, perhaps I’m setting back the women’s movement. Or perhaps I’m teaching my son one of the steps required to claim his title as a true gentleman.
Filed under: Everyday Chatter
Sorry about the confusion below when I posted the wrong link. My line sister deserves better than that, so here I am, doing it right!
Ladies and Gentlemen, we have a new Jackson area blogger! Yay! My line sister Teshia has decided to get in the blogging game. Now, if you haven’t already done so, stop by and give her some blog love.
Here is the proper link: http://paixdesprit.blog.com. Click on that. It works. I betcha.
Tell her I say hi!
Filed under: Everyday Chatter
I’m back, and many moments too soon, I tell ya! Isn’t today a good day for a random post?
I think the seat warmers in my car give me butt cramps.
Tim thinks that I find the oddest things funny. That commercial with Pepe Lepew sending text messages is hilarious to me. Why, after all these years, hasn’t he given up? And why does his text say “I mees you”. LOL. That cracks me up.
My cousin told me to go pick up her mail today cause she had a little slip that said there was too much to fit in the box. I waited there, expecting an envelope full. The chic brought me a box. Sheesh.
Please don’t think that it’s okay to get your taxes done at “Pookys Tax and Wings” or somewhere similar. Don’t just drop your social security number off anywere, people.
We watched Katt Williams last night. We both agreed that it was hilarious.
Hey, where is Jo? What is everyone’s progress on your pledges?
You got something to say? Leave your random comment below!
Filed under: Everyday Chatter
Good morning Fab 14, and what a wonderful day! I’m driving in from a weekend with the honey and driving and posting is probably considered hazardous. Soooo, since you’re here, apparently you wanna read something. So as not to leave you dissapointed, I have an idea!
My line sister just started a blog and you guys should definitely go check her out and show her some blog love. She’s at http://paixdesprit.blog.com.
I’ll holla at y’all around noonish, mkay? Happy Monday!!!!
