Wednesday, August 3, 2011

54 MILLION FUCKING DOLLARS A YEAR

this has been pissing me off for a long time so tonight i decided to use my ancient portable computer machine to save the government 54 MILLION DOLLARS A YEAR
(and yes I am sure I am not the first person to run these numbers)
Drop congressional and presidential and VP salaries from 174K and above to 100K each (hey they still have to eat)
Charge members of the house and senate who live in their damn office $1000.00 a month rent, up the gym membership from $20.00 to $1020.00 a month and for ex members $5000.00 a month (hey K street will pay it for the access)
Ex Presidents? NO PENSION FOR YOU YOU ARE ALREADY RICH
(and for the exes this figure does not include staff salaries etc etc)
Since I am bad with "teh google" this doesn't count what we pay for their health care. Lets let them pay for their own damn insurance

54 million. A lot of money. Pell grants anyone? Or how about repaying Social Security? Or a whole lot of other uses for "our" money we give these idiots

I am also pretty sure that would cover fixing the potholes in my street

Monday, January 31, 2011

Maybe It Is Time To Stop Being Angry

My sister Sheri sent me one of "those" books on death and dying and blah blah blah with a nice note saying it really had helped her deal with Michele's death.

I was telling a friend about the book tonight and he asked if I was going to read it.

"No I'm not done being angry yet." I answered.

Tonight I complimented myself on how profound I was for knowing this about me.

Wow I've got this all under control. Process step B underway. No problems here.

And then I really thought of something.

I'm afraid if I stop being angry I won't have anything left.

I know something else is there I just can't seem to see it right now.

Michele would SO kick my ass if she saw me doing this.

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

It Is Not A Problem It Is Just The Way It Is

So this Christmas is both different and the same from the last years Christmas.

The same is they are both without Michele.

It is different in that I am staying in Baltimore this year and last year I went home.

I believe both decisions were correct but it still doesn't make looking back different.

Michele's kids, and Sheri's daughter Taylor, are both older and the appeal of hanging out with "old folks" :) doesn't have the same allure lol.

I'm guessing tonight and the next few days are part of the process.

Grieving

Grateful

Confused.

Guess it is what makes us human after all huh?

To all of Island denizens I say I love you and I am thankful for you.





2000 miles is very far in the snow

Thursday, September 2, 2010

Can't Keep The Island Up All By Myself

Just saying
tired of talking to the coconuts.

I expect a glob post here by someone by monday

so it shall be written so it shall.....oh hell i do a lousy brenner impersonation

love ya

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

THIS CANT BE HAPPENING!!!!!1111!IIII



SHE is spending her first night in a college dorm as a college student tonight?

sigh

Old is not the word right now.

But proud is! (and of her cousin Cam who has been at Texas Lutheran since Saturday)

Good luck kids.

Your family loves you

Sunday, August 1, 2010

Yeah I've Been Dwelling A Bit Latley

Latley?

OK Lately

Usually July ain't a bad month for me.

San Diego beautiful people and weather and leading up to the convention everyone is so busy my life gets a little calmer.

Not sure what drew me back to sadness about Ma and Michele last night but as long as that is not the norm I'm thinking that all right.

Love to my Island Brethren and Sisterthen?????

Thinking of you makes me smile. Thanks for that.

Thursday, July 1, 2010

Part Of The Plan

One of my favorite Dan songs

Wednesday, June 30, 2010

More Mundane Matters: With Names

Steve, you sweet, wonderful man, thank you for your call last night. It really, really helps to know that I have such awesome friends who are there no matter what. I love you, man.

Rebecca has been my rock through this. She called Keith and Nikki and Dave when I couldn't catch my breath long enough to talk. She's been holding down the fort and just generally making everything easier, talking me through it all and being there. She's a kick ass roommate...and swiftly becoming one of my best friends ever.

Keith is being...Keith. He's trying to be comforting but it winds up being about him somehow. He's with the kids, though, and by doing that he's helping me to be able to go to NY and attend the funeral. And given that we're not living together, I'm able to be more understanding and forgiving these days for whatever reason and I'm touched that he tries. After all, he's my ex--he doesn't even have to do that much. He cares and I know that. Isn't that what's important? Family. And he's family and always will be.

Dave...wow. He's fucking awesome. We've been dating a mere 4 months and he's right there every time. He says, "I'm no good at times like these" and then turns around and is absolutely amazing. He came down without me even asking (turns out Rebecca told him that he may need to--so he just did), went to my parents' house with me, stayed with me for the night even though he's got to work today, distracted me, listened to me and gave me comfort with word and body. He's...I'm out of superlatives. I'm grateful, so very grateful, that he found me. I definitely got the better end of that deal, I think.

The kids are okay. They didn't know my grandfather the way I wanted them to. We just lived too far away from each other. Nikki knew him marginally better than Richie did but, like I said, they're okay.

As for plans, no one knows anything yet. They're doing an autopsy to find out what happened but we're pretty sure he had a heart attack while he was driving. I only hope he'd already died when he hit the guard rails and went over the embankment into the ravine. I would hate to think his last moments were in pain and unable to move and the fear of trying to control the car and not being able to and worrying about hurting someone else. No, much better the other way so that's how I'll remember it. When they finally release the body, we'll know more about the funeral and so on. I'll post then but y'all know I'm going. If it's soon, I'll fly b/c it's cheaper before the holiday. After the holiday, the prices double so I'll take the bike. /shrug/ Whatever.

'Til then, thank you all for being such fantabulous friends.

http://sayingnothingcharmingly.blogspot.com/2010/06/me-and-mrs-jones-are-just-swinging.html

Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Friday, June 25, 2010

Unnatural Horrors of Being An Uncle

Really this is what I have to put up with.

If you know anything about me you know I lurves me some TCU.
I'd go as far to say no one in Maryland would even know about TCU if not for me (not to mention the folks on the island of Costa Rica)

Back in the early 1800's when I was looking at colleges I had narrowed it down to three.

Texas Lutheran because we were all good Lutherans and it was not a bad school. My nephew Cam is going there this year so good thing he doesn't have to hear about "Drunk Uncle Steve" stories on that campus.

The second was the university of texas in austin (yes all small letters on purpose)but it was such a huge freaking school back then (and still is) I really did not think i had what it took to be in the middle of 30 thousand other people in school. Hell I barely graduated from Wichita Falls High School.

And my niece Taylor is going to UT much to my chagrin.

Which brings us back around to TCU (really there is a point here somewhere)

The band director at TCU (Prof as we called him Diamond Jim Jacobson as he was known in the biz)wife went to my high school and PRESTO band scholarship to TCU.

And the rest, as they say, is history.

I get home this evening and there is a package on my door. Very odd for me but also a little exciting.

It was from my sister Sheri.

Inside was a great photo of all three kids (cam Ali and Taylor) and...................A UT HAT!!!!111!!!23434!!09475094NOOEEESSSSS

We hated UT in college. We could not beat them at anything they always kicked our ass. Always!

GAHHH ERRGHHHHH

But to show how much I love Taylor here is a picture of me with a UT hat on. Cache it people 'cause it may not happen again!