Monday, September 22, 2008

Way to Go, Wilsons!

Way to Go, Wilsons!
Originally uploaded by AZLee

Wednesday, September 17, 2008


Alexander posted this a few days back and I thought it was perfect so I'm stealing borrowing it for here:

"I’m a little confused. Let me see if I have this straight…

If you grow up in Hawaii, raised by your grandparents, you’re “exotic, different.”

But if you grow up in Alaska eating mooseburgers, a quintessential American story.

If your name is Barack you’re a radical, unpatriotic Muslim.

But if you name your kids Willow, Trig and Track, you’re a maverick.

If you graduate from Harvard law School, you are unstable.

But if you attend 5 different small colleges before graduating, you’re well grounded.

If you spend 3 years as a brilliant community organizer, become the first black President of the Harvard Law Review, create a voter registration drive that registers 150,000 new voters, spend 12 years as a Constitutional Law professor, spend 8 years as a State Senator representing a district with over 750,000 people, become chairman of the state Senate’s Health and Human Services committee, spend 4 years in the United States Senate representing a state of 13 million people while sponsoring 131 bills and serving on the Foreign Affairs, Environment and Public Works and Veteran’s Affairs committees, you don’t have any real leadership experience.

But If your total resume is: local weather girl, 4 years on the city council and 6 years as the mayor of a town with less than 7,000 people, 20 months as the governor of a state with only 650,000 people, then you’re qualified to become the country’s second highest ranking executive.

If you have been married to the same woman for 19 years while raising 2 beautiful daughters, all within Protestant churches, you’re not a real Christian.

But if you cheated on your first wife with a rich heiress, and left your disfigured wife and married the heiress the next month, you’re a Christian.

If you teach teach children about sexual predators, you are irresponsible and eroding the fiber of society.

But if, while governor, you staunchly advocate abstinence only, with no other option in sex education in your state’s school system while your unwed teen daughter ends up pregnant, you’re very responsible.

If your wife is a Harvard graduate laywer who gave up a position in a prestigious law firm to work for the betterment of her inner city community, then gave that up to raise a family, your family’s values don’t represent America’s.

But if your husband is nicknamed “First Dude”, with at least one DWI conviction and no college education, who didn’t register to vote until age 25 and once was a member of a group that hates America and advocated the secession of Alaska from the USA, your family is extremely admirable.

OK, much clearer now.

It’s the hyprocrisy, stupid!"

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Pretty in Pink.

Pitbull or Victim?
Originally uploaded by cobalt123
A Flickr friend Cobalt123 posted this picture today along with opinion piece in the Kansas City Star about the whole lipstick-wearing pitbulls and pigs and stinky wrapped fish that's not change which I liked:

Lipstick, pitbulls, pigs...and a fish

By George Harris, Kansas City Star Reader Advisory Panel

Let’s do the history.

Governor Sarah Palin said the difference between a hockey mom and a pitbull is you can put lipstick on a hockey mom.

Obama, ridiculing the McCain/Palin’s new "change" mantra, said,
"You can put lipstick on a pig. "It's still a pig.You can wrap an old fish in a piece of paper called change. It's still gonna stink."

And the Republicans cried foul, saying Obama was calling Palin a pig. Or maybe a fish.

Say what? Sarah Palin says she’s like a pit bull but with lipstick, but don’t dare compare her to a pig?

Of course, Obama didn’t put the lipstick on Palin but on the opponent’s campaign slogan.

Whatever. The uproar made me wonder when the pigs, pit bulls and fish are gonna take offense.

“Hey,” Porky says, “Don’t even think about putting me in the same sentence with a pit bull. This is an affront to porkers everywhere.”

“Speaking of Washington lobbyists,” the pit bull says, “the porkers have practically ruined this country. You can put lipstick on a lobbyist and some congressman will ask it for a date.”

“How offensive,” Porky replies. “Lots of lobbyists look really nice in lipstick. And who’d want to date a pit bull, even one with lipstick. Anyway, don't you dare compare me to a Washington lobbyist.”

“Now you’ve crossed the line, Porky. I know a pit bull with five kids, and people are standing in line to get to see her.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah, Fishface.”

“Don’t call me Fishface! Unless you mean like a dolphin ‘cause they’re cute. And don't mix your metaphors.”

"You probably mean don't confound the similes, you illiterate slime dog."

“Well, lipstick on your collar tells a tale on you.”

“Huh? What does that mean?”

“If you can’t figure that out, you’re dumb as a post.”

“Don’t you dare call me a post.”

“Oh, never mind.”

And this is what we call political discourse.

Tuesday, September 02, 2008

Loved This!

Loved This!
Originally uploaded by AZLee
Passed along by a friend. Thought it was funny and wanted to share.

Monday, September 01, 2008

The Naked and the Addendum

Funny how my post about a nekkid Hugh Jackman from 3 1/2 years ago is STILL my number hit-maker to my site!

Humming "Sugar Sugar" and Hold the Starch, Please

Well, I did another blood draw this past Wednesday to double-check on my glucose level and heard back from my cute, former-Canadian-1988-Olympic-Wrestling-Team-Member doctor on Thursday that it was still high (high 100's). So it looks like I'm at least pre-diabetic. Ah, shit! Anyway, he recommended that I start up on this Sugar Busters! diet and I'll go in towards the end of October for another blood draw to see how well my glucose level is then and see how to proceed from there.

The diet looks pretty easy to follow along. Basically keeping sugars to a minimum, avoiding added/refined sugar completely, and going for high fiber foods. So white flour is a no-no as well. No white rice nor white potatoes either. That's going to be a pain since I loves me my taters. I've already been clearing out my fridge, freezer, and pantry of the no-no's and restocking with the approved stuff and been eliminating the bad stuff from my food intake. So far, so good but I gotta see how I'll be when I'm off the bad stuff entirely.

As for the family melodrama, I spoke to my sister earlier today (Sunday) and my father is getting worse with his anger, hate, spite, paranoia. Accusing my sister, mother, and myself of various things during a phone call with him I had on Wednesday. None of them true BUT try to convince him of that. Apparently, he told my sister last week that his father had and affair with one of the McGuire Sisters just prior to his death! That my grandfather was having an affair to begin with was a bit of a shocker to both of us but to one the McGuire's?! My sister and I highly doubt it. (To the McGuire's, any of their representatives, families, friends, fans - please don't sue or be mad. I'm just relaying a story and I mean NO disrespect. I loves ya!)

Ah, well! The soap opera continues and it's a bitch getting old, apparently.