I know it has been a LONG time since I have posted here. I have been embroiled in a small war with the voices in my head, the hunger in my stomach and the people that work with me at the crazy house. There is not a minute that goes by when I say to myself (in that small voice way in the back behind the other voices.hush Sybil) I need to blog about that. I wonder if that is what finally hammers in the final death nail for blogs? The coulda, woulda, shoulda? Anyways, I was just perusing several websites and realized that Phynerk was probably wondering if I fell off the planet or had I been completely out of the loop from all the shenanigans going on in the country lately.
Well, no, I am still reading the newest fiction to grip America. The one entitled "Obama's Presidency." I can't wait until they fix all the programs out there, so we can get this country and the economy back on track. I want to take my 1974 Pacer to the emergency room and get my free Tamiflu. Wait, that isn't right. Is it that I get my new S.N.A.P. (Supplemental Nutrition Assistance Program) card once I have a crush on a car that gets a combined gas mileage of 18 mpg or better? No, I remember, I have to have gas. That should work out, I always have gas. I think if I grow corn in my backyard, smoke medicinal marijuana and tell the government on my friends who are part of the "angry mobs" that are attacking these poor senators at town hall meetings, I get to go to that rock concert. The Clash for Junkies. I love the Clash.
Socialism will most likely save America. Well, that's what the liberals are telling me. Then again, it is hard to understand them while they are hugging those trees and their mouths are all full of tofu. I just participated in a conversation lately in which I was lectured (for the 3,000th time) on how parents need to take more responsibility in raising their children. One local school is providing all children with ALL school supplies. That is responsible. Now all the parents will have to do is decide where to buy the carton of Marlboros.
There's ya some ramblings. I couldn't focus in on anything because there is just way to much crap. School starts in two weeks and that means football. . . EVERYTHING WILL BE OK!
