So house majority leader John Boehner, the number 1 republican in the House of Representatives,  gave a speech at a tea party gathering.  I am cringing that this even happened.... you know what...  I'm not even going to tell you what the hell happened but I will tell you that he's NOT smarter than a 5th grader and social studies musta kicked his ass.......take a look and tell me what you think. 

Okay so you all know I don't pimp out a TON of other blogs but I had to do this one cause it just cracked me UP!!  You all know that we've spent a whole lot of time talking about some people who are "know it all know nothings", you know those sheeple who just believe anything case it was heard or read somewhere.... ?  Well someone has a better handle on those people than I do and I just ROLLED the whole time I read this...so go take a look, have a laugh and leave some luv...oh and tell him I sent you, you know I won't lead you wrong........um okay, not this time anyway.... .  Ah Hell Just Click Already.....LOL!!!!!

Okay, I have a few new blogs on Stangzine.com too but there is PLENTY of time for that...I'll have a round of shameless self promotion coming up soon, I'm sure...ha ha

I take great pride in having the ability to laugh at myself, goodness knows it's a blessing much more than a curse. 

This past weekend, my boyfriend came to visit and brought his daughter, son and grandson to hang out.  We had the best time, we just talked, laughed ate and chilled. 

Saturday, late afternoon, we all got it together and got ready to go out, we hit one of the malls, we just did some browsing, the kids (age 19, 14 and 2) walked ahead of us while he and I  lallygagged behind a little ways.  We came upon a jewelry store that had these HUGE display windows and in the window, I saw an adorable little diamond pendant.  

I was NOT wearing my glasses and I was really trying to see this pendant in the window (hindsight said I should have just gone in the damned store....) so I leaned forward as I walked (you see where this is going right?).  I leaned a bit more, eyes affixed on this dainty pendant in the window when "foomp"!  I walked my happy ass, head first into the display window. 

At first I was stunned, took me a second to realize that I had walked head first into this big ass window of the jewelry store.  Now it was no little thump......the people inside the store heard and saw it, along with everyone who was in the immediate vicinity of Thomas and me.  People were bowing their heads and trying to laugh discreetly, he looked shocked at first and the only thing I could do was say "OUCH!!" and promptly began to laugh my ass off.  That shit was all on ME, had I had my glasses on, which I need to read and look at small things that would have never happened but I could not muster up the nerve to see if there was a big ole forehead print on the glass.  I laughed so hard that I could hardly breathe.  I can say that Thomas handled it better than most of my friends would have, he at least asked me if I was okay first.......THEN laughed at me but by then, I was laughing so hard that I didn't have the sense to be embarrassed and now I have provided myself with a situation that I'll never live down.

Oh and the kids?  Yeah they saw it too but they decided it was better to keep walking, not know me and laugh their assess off too..........lol!!  Gotta love it. 

Some folk's kids have a whole lotta nerve.  Now those who have been reading me a while know that I have been playing the dating game for YEARS and have sucked at it, royally.  Recently I met someone that I totally gel with, it's been awesome and I have no complaints......

Since I've made the fact that I'm in a relationship very public, a few of the dead head jackasses that I've dated have the NERVE, the unmitigated gall to actually catch a tude because I've moved on, found someone and am minding my business and not dealing with their drama.  It's the classic case of "I don't really want you but I don't want anyone else to have you either."

I wonder why some people think they are so made of gold that people are supposed to sit around and wait for them to get their shit together and continue to take whatever random ass madness they choose to bring.  I once told someone that if you leave a door open, don't be all shocked n shit if someone else walks in.  That, to me, sounds like plain old fashioned common sense but you know what is said about common sense "common sense ain't so common."

It seems to me that if someone really wants something or someone it should not be so hard to man or woman up and just do the damn thang instead of playing the games.  So many people want to have their cake and eat it too but then get pissed when the bakery closes down.  That is juvenile shit.  Grown folks talk about how "real" they are and how they do as they please but when someone they thought they were going to be able to string along, moves along, they get angry.  The reality is, what they should be pissed about are the things they said they were going to do but didn't, the self serving behavior they exhibited regardless as to how it affected others and the bottom line being, you snooze you lose. 

If I've said it once, I've said it a million times, we are responsible for the decisions we make, the world revolves around none of us and people are only going to be treated the way they allow others to treat them.  My mom used to say "stick with something until you are so sick  and tired of being sick and tired that when you walk away, you won't want to turn back."  She was a wise woman.  I tend to follow those rules, could be why I seldom went back to exes ( no need to go backwards when going forward is an option) and there is no sense in staying in negative, parasitic relationships whether happiness is right there or not.  I learned I'd rather be alone than deal with some .. okay MOST of the bullshit that I was dealt.  Now that I've found someone who makes me happy, there have been no shortage of people who have tried to make me feel guilty for it by "not giving them a chance".  PLEASE!!!  What I didn't do is give someone my best who was only willing to throw me a bone and I'm glad I held out and got what I wanted versus what someone thought I should have. 

I have often wondered why, when it's too late that people offer what they should have been offering and doing in the first place?  Don't get me wrong, I had a feeling that a few people were going to be butthurt when I moved on but they had their chance so all I can say to them is that if they are truly butthurt that maybe they are hurt enough that the next time they meet someone that they think they are interested in, they will leave the games at Toys R Us and act like they have some sense. 

So, what say you??  Have you found that when you have chosen to to enter into a relationship, those "some-timey" folks want to come sniffing around your door and if so, why do you think they believe it will work?

The last few days I've sat here and started to blog and I'd get sidetracked.  Bigtime.  Today, however, lent itself to such a comedy of errors that I had no choice.  I was left in a state of "wtf are people thinking?".

In case you are unaware, I live a pretty strict, low carbohydrate lifestyle.  I lost a ton of weight that way and that's how I've managed to keep it off.  I try and shy away from bread, pasta, refined sugars and things like that but I have what I thought was a healthy addition, Tazo tea lattes from Starbucks.  It seemed logical to me, tea, half n half, splenda...yeah that works.  So, the last week or so I have been drinking them like they are going to be discontinued.  Today, I get on the scale and I was up about a pound.  I was like "what the hell"?  So, I kicked back, did some reflecting to try and see what I could have possibly eaten that would have thrown me off.  I couldn't come up with anything so I decided to research my beloved tea latte to find out what ELSE was in it.  Come to find out, they have this syrup they mix with the hot water that is, pretty much, liquid sugar and a LOT of it. 

So, I sat back and thought of all the times that I ordered my latte with splenda (sugar substitute), at NO time did anyone offer me the option of the sugar free syrup, which they have.  No.  The made my latte with SUGAR then for good measure, dumped my sugar substitute in it at the end because I ordered it with splenda.  Needless to say, I found my sugar source and was pretty pissed because it seemed pretty fuckin defeatest to ME to have sugar and splenda in the same cup *sigh*.

If THAT wasn't irritating enough, I decided to go and get my nails done.  I don't usually go to the Asian shops to get them done because the last pedicure I got at one, I also got a nasty infection in my toe from unclean tools.  I was just knocking about today so I decided "what the hell, I'll give it another shot".

My pet peeve about going to those places is the fact that in front of customers, the manicurest there will speak in their native language and I think it's rude.  Today, I got one that was bilingual.  When he spoke to ME he'd speak in English but when he spoke to HIMSELF he would speak in his native language.  As a matter of fact, the whole conversation he had with himself was in his native tongue. 

Okay, I'm in the chair and he's just filing and talking (in his language to himself), then he would look at me and say "you know what I mean?", I'm like "NO!! I Don't know what you mean" and he starts going on about how no one understands him and that he played the charade called "love" and starts going on and on again in his language, takes another break and says "right?".  HUH??!!! Hell I dunno if he's right or NOT!  I thought maybe he was being philosophical so I asked him if he liked to read.  He answers that he does and I really thought, "Now we're getting someplace".  I asked him what he likes to read and he says.......... "books". 

These random shenanigans continue while he shapes, buffs and polishes my nails.  Greaaaaaaaat.  Nails are finally done, and I look down and was very happy with the color I chose and the job he did so I looked down at my nails and said "Ty!! They're beautiful!!" and he responds "Beautiful down there?"  so, I look down at my toes and say "OMG yes! My toes look beautiful too, thank you" and again, he looks at me, drops his eyes and says "Beautiful down there?"

Now I have figured out that this dude understands English much better than he speaks it but I guess that right at that moment, I didn't understand English as well as he did until the two people in the pedicure spa chairs start busting out laughing as the guy drops his eyes to lap level and again says "Beautiful down there?"  Then it dawned on me, he's looking in my lap and asking if it's "beautiful down there?" Oh for Pete's sake....all I could tell this dude was that if he didn't rub, buff, file or polish it, don't ask about it.........lmmfao!!!!!  He laughed and he and all of his personalities resumed their conversation.

See, now, I was really glad that my boyfriend wasn't there, had he been that conversation would have gone a whole different direction but people wonder why I go to school and stay in the house........it's to avoid CRAZY FOLKS!!! 

Soooooooooooooooo how was your day? LOL

Okay a lot of people are buzzing about the Mississippi school teacher, Carla Hughes that was found guilty in the murder of her lover's fiancee and unborn child.



She was wrong as rain if she is truly guilty but what annoys me the most is that she's being brutally blamed for the affair....I wrote about this on my personal website, hop over and give it a read.  Oh and while you're there, go ahead and please subscribe so when I do stuff over there your posts wont pend moderator approval.

It's That Bitch's Fault! For Real?

You know, since I've been single, I have been playing the dating game and not playing well apparently.  Then I stopped and re-read, comments and things from my readers and I think a bunch of us have been so knocked around that we should be lined up in the dented and ding section at Sears.

Of all the baggage that I think we carry around, the dysfunction that I think we drag from relationship to relationship the most is distrust.  It's easy to decide that people are shit but it's not so easy to let our guard down and allow them to become sugar again.  It's like you meet someone you totally click with and instead of being totally excited at first, the feelings inside are more like

Whoo lets give it a whirl, It's yo cover gurl Stang on the 1's and 2's re-mixin (insert timely pause here) YO shit!!
Umm okay, that was fun.  Now you know why I write and I'm not a DJ....ha ha. 

There is a new ailment going around and I hope I NEVER become afflicted with it, the virus is called blogbyteitis, to sound that out it's BLOG-BYTE-ITIS.  Meaning, some people are strugling with the creative concept of writing their own blogs and "remixing" other people's shit without their permission or giving them credit.  I was remixed 3 different times in two different places (yup, one place remixed me twice by two different authors) in a week and a half.

Here's the deal.  I don't know about anyone else but I write because I enjoy it.  I think there are almost endless topics to cover and almost an infinite number of thoughts on any particular one.  People usually form an independent thought by:

1.  Reading Articles or Opinions
2.  Listening to Conversations
3.  Research Materials
4.  Radio
5.  Television
6.  Good Old Fashioned Logic and Common Sense

If a person is incapable of making one of those work, maybe they should consider reading and not writing editorials or instructional blogs, maybe childrens stories would be a better alternative, that way not much has to be written and the use of picture could overcompensate for ones lack of creativity.

I think it's fine to get a topic idea from another writer, sometimes we all need a jumpstart but I think it's important that even if one chooses the same topic as someone else, that they allow their own personality, thoughts and opinions to come through loud and clear.  Changing or misspelling words to make them recognizable only by the urban dictionary does not mean it's original work.  I've seen people get perfectly good F's on papers in school for simply ad-libbing someone elses work.

I love to read blogs but I get tired of reading blogs that feel like I just read them someplace else.  I don't know about others but it annoys the hell out of me.  For the record, I HATE to have my shit remixed without permission.  I think whether it's a piece that is random or well though out and researched it's still mine.  To "remix" my shit to try and land in the blogging top 10 or whatever is haterism in it's truest form. 

People have to pay people royalties and buy licensing rights to use their music or other creative work in remixes, so the next time you wanna "bring that funky track back", maybe it should just entail you hitting the "repeat" button on the mp3 player and leaving people's writings alone.

Am I being overly crabby or does there seem to be shortage of creativity in the blog world lately?

Okay, someone turned me on to this.......

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Okay so now you tell me, are you offended?  If so, why?