And The Nobel Putz Prize Goes To...

 

"Since we cannot see Christ, we cannot express our love to him. But we do see our neighbor, and we can do for him, what we could do for Christ if He were visible."

~Mother Teresa

No Greater Love

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Do We Need To Take Up Donations For Gov. Schwarzenegger?

"Laws control the lessor man, right conduct controls the greater one."

Mark Twain












I am beginning to think we here in the state of California need to be gathering up donations of food, warm clothing and a little pocket change for Governor Schwarzenegger and his family, because apparently they have fallen on hard times! That must be the case, because just yesterday, the governor's wife, Maria Shriver, was caught yet again thumbing her nose at the law. Yesterday morning, while out for a muffin, she was caught on camera by TMZ breaking the law not once but twice.

First she was caught red-handed by a traffic cop for not feeding the meter. But as the cop began to write her a ticket, her personal band of merry men, AKA the CHP Dignitary Protection Unit, quietly and apparently efficiently, talked the meter cop into NOT issuing her a ticket. It's all discretionary after all. Now, as if that wasn't bad enough... she then proceeded to drive off without buckling her seat belt. Illegal since the mid 90's.

It's embarrassing.

On the other hand...

I am going to try to remember that perhaps they have fallen on hard times. It might be entirely possible the Schwarzenegger's might not have even a little pocket change to spare, a situation I can relate to quite well. The economy has been hard on everyone, maybe they aren't any different. In the spirit of the season, maybe the rest of us should gather up a turkey, some bread, some canned vegetables and maybe a pie or two and deliver it to the steps of the capitol, to our governor who has apparently fallen on the same hard times the rest of us have. You know... in the spirit of THANKSGIVING.

Really Governor? Really?

SO sad. SO embarrassing. SO unnecessary.

Hang in there folks... I will be thinking the best for you!

:(


-Carly

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Twenty-Twenty-Twenty Four Hours To Go

"Without music, life would be a mistake."

-Friedrich Nietzsche

You should have seen me. There I was, stereo up about as high as I could get it to go, and me in my bright pink sports bra and jeans, dancing around my kitchen to the soothing sounds of the Ramone's song, "I Wanna Be Sedated." I bet I was the only 45 year old woman on my block doing that, at that particular moment, which is probably why my neighbor over the back fence was watching me so intently, big grin on his face and all. Sheesh. He was fresh! LOL. Don't you just love hot days in April?

Sing it with me...

Twenty, twenty, twenty four hours to go, I wanna be sedated
Nothin to do and nowhere to go-oh-oh, I wanna be sedated
Just get me to an airport, put me on a plane
Hurry, hurry, hurry before I go insane
I can't control my fingers, I can't control my brain
Oh no, no, no, no, no...



-OndineMonet