Husbands, fathers, mothers . . . .

. . . you had to choose between yourself/your wife and your child, if a pregnancy came to that point . . .

What would you do?

(I've almost had to make this decision myself. Thankfully it did not come to that).

(I wanted to post this yesterday, as it was about the anniversary of September 11th, but my internet provider took a shit, so here I am posting it today, a day late and a dollar short.)

Well, I have been purusing the blogstream here, trying to catch up with yall's post on this here lazy Monday afternoon at work. And I am ashamed to say that as I was reading posts, I noticed that alot of people have been posting about the atrocities of September 11th. And then it just kind of clicked . . . today is September 11th, five years later.

And with that I thought, I really don't watch the news/reading the paper/newsmagizines/or internet news sites enough, to have missed what today is. So after that shamely off-colored (a made a funny about being color-blind)post I did yestersay, I thought that I would tell you what I think about the world today.

Intermission . . .

Miss Valkyrie of The Sword of Justice & Other Stuff, wrote some awesomely practical principles to live by on her most recent post, as to the effects of what we as humans has on the rest of humanity. You should read them if you can. They are some excellent words of wisdom, from someone that I am quickly becoming greatly fascinated by. Besides that Miss Valkyrie also has a helluva sense of humor as well. LOOK IT'S THE RAMPAGING SKINNER!!!! (Sorry, inside joke peoples.)

For you Miss Valkyrie! 8-)

Now back to the show . . .

So, anyways, I was thinking that 5 years since September 11th and what have we come up with and/or learned? Anything? I'm not talking about "learning" blind sterotyping of all Arabic people. I'm not talking about teaching our children that the US is going to make the world a better place. And definatly not that war and indiscriminate slaughter go hand in hand.

I'm thinking of teaching my son, that this is why 5 years later nothing has changed. Ohh I mean it now takes 2 hours to board a plane, than 20 minutes. You have to take your shoes off (I'll bet Gold Bond has made a fortune). But really it is not trying to make people feel safe that is going to make this world a better place. There has always been and always will be violence, hatered, bigotry and intolerance. But we all act like something is going to change.

How many years ago did Abraham Lincoln, free people from slavery? Then how many years later did Martin Luther King Jr. have to die for the same principle?

When will homosexual couple be given the same freedom and right to marry as hetrosexual couples? And if that happens, how many will be shunned and won't be regonized in churches/synangouges/non-denominational functions?

You see the human race tries to make steps. But when one man/woman steps forward and the whole of humanity takes two steps back, then how can one person change the world? They can't, because no one wants to listen to something that isn't what the majority think. I mean who wants to be the outcast? Bush says were fighting the war on terrisom? Who wants to be the person to say that, he's just mopping up daddy's shit.

And believe me, this is not a post to talk about politics, because politics are what are destroying this country, and soon this world. (Although religion plays a very, very dirty hand in it too.) We have to get past ourselves before we can even begin to respect someone else. How can you sit there and tell someone one thing, and when their back is turned, spit on it? This goes for all races and genders and sexual orientations. No matter who you are, you are human. And no matter who color he is, what language he speaks, what religion she is and what gender he prefers, WE ARE ALL HUMAN! That is our common bond. But if we look for every pathetic difference between ourselves than we are doomed to either continue repeating history, or commiting our own genocide.

I will use myself as an example. For those of you that don't know I met my wife through the internet. I also met her childhood friend as well. And the times that we chatted on the internet, I found him to be a funny, nice, and friendly guy. Plus, he "appreciated" beer just as much as I did. Well, once my wife and I decided to met, he insisted that I stay with him, as he knew that her parents were not going to as generous. (And can you blame them, hell I could have been the next Jeffery Dalmer!) But my wife told me that he had something that he wanted to tell me before I came down to visit. Well I thought, okay, dude, what is it? And he told me that he was gay. And my response to him, I will NOT repeat. I was cruel, ignorant, pigheaded, intolerant, and just an all around ass. But you know what . . . to this day he still calls me a friend, as I do him. Why? Him, I don't know. But me, because his respect of my belief, no matter how cruel it was, made me realize just what an ass I had been to him. But the key is, that changed me. I realized how wrong I was. He was a HUMAN BEING too. And I had just hurt him with my words.

It surprises me how little we learn from history. Just how little. Now don't get me wrong there are very good people out there. But others have to LISTEN not just hear, and follow through. You don't have to agree with me, I don't have to agree with you. What we do have to do is respect each other, and each other's way of life. Then and only then will the human race prosper, and maybe one day, just one day, we will all . . .

Live 2 See The Dawn

Remember I am color blind. So it isn't the color of the suit, but the person in the suit that counts . . . right???

But I still can't look as pimpin as the Kingpin!!

Okay, I have a story to share with everyone. Somewhere in my mind this surfaced when I was driving home from work the other day. Don't know what sparked it, but something did, and I thought this story would make a humorous change to my postings . . . This was all of about 5 years ago, when we still lived in Burns Flat, OK (Holla Miss Valkyrie!) and we were planning to move to Oklahoma City. So through my wife's cousin, I had to go to OKC for a last minute job interview. So I got all macked out and pimped out from my interview. I pulled out my lavender three-button suit coat and slacks and a pristinely ironed dress shirt and a matching silk tie. And then of course the most important ingredient to pimping out, my Stacey Adam boots.

Sharp baby!!!!

Okay so anyway, I drive to OKC for this job interview at . . . hold your breath . . . Bed, Bath, and Beyond! Yeah, I know chick store. But I was interviewing for the warehouse position. At any rate, I got there at the store and head on in. When I get inside, I look around for Jenae (my wife's cousin) and didn't see her. So I go up to the customer service desk and ask the dude behind the counter if Jenae was there. So he pages her, and I just step back of the counter and just kind of hang out there waiting for her to get there. She came down from the upstairs section of the store. We chit chatted for a bit, and then she took me up to where the interview was going to be. So I waited there, had the interview and they said that they would call me when they made a decision.

Well I went on back downstairs and went to the customer service counter where the same dude was, and ask for Jenae again. I was suppose to take her home from work since I was already there in OKC, and her and her husband were both working and had only one car. I was going to take her to pick up her daughter from daycare and then home. But she didn't get off work for a couple of hours. So I went over to Denny's and ate and drank coffee while reading USA Today to pass the time. So I went back, had to talk to that dude again, and got Jenae and we left.

Well as we were on our way to pick up Hannah (her daughter) from daycare, she was just grinning' the whole time. So I finally asked her what the deal was. Well she proceeded to tell me, with entirely too much glee, that the dude at the customer service counter wanted to totally jump my bones! I'm like -- excuse me??!!!! She said yeah he asked about you, but I told him that you were married.

So we're still driving and I'm thinking in my head, am I flattered or confused?? I mean do you still take compliments from the same sex, or what? I mean was it just me or was I slightly flattered and just didn't want to admit it. Now granted, he wasn't no Prince, so I really couldn't tell you if he was attractive, because, ohh shit I've already said too much.

Anyway, there is more to the story, even better for those that are waiting for the "soap opera" moment. So we continued on to the daycare where we were going to pick up Hannah. Well, of course, I get out with Jenae to help her get Hannah. So here she is showing up in someone else's car and with another man, dressed like the best damn white boy pimp you've ever seen. And boy did I get the look at the gals from that daycare. I stopped feeling like a pimp and felt like a gigolo! 8-) Jenae told me when we got out to the car, that she was sure the rumors would spread around those circle of women that she was cheating on her husband with some other man.

What a day, I tell you. I can't say that I have been wanted to be bed by a man, and looked at as a cheating, dirty, pervert by a gaggle of women all in the same day. What fun!

 So really is it okay to be flattered by something like that from the same sex? I still don't know, I'm getting corn-fused now!

Peace out!

 

Sorry to interrupt your regularly scheduled reading. But as soon as this news break came to my office, I felt the need to share it with my readers here in blogstream.

Now, young readers may not know just what this shocking news reveals, for they are too young to remember just what this woman has contributed to pop culture and cult classics.

Now many of you know Miss Donuts as the comfortably risque woman who writes entertaining post of cheesecake sexually over-toned encounters that she has come across. I have read Miss Donuts posts for some time, and I hate to admit that I did not see this beforehand.

One thing is that Miss Donuts tries to throw one off with her "posted" age. Although some years off, it is still in the feasible ballpark. But the comfortably and teasing sexuality that Miss Donuts imbues seems that there is not other conclusion to be reached.

From Miss Donuts appearance in a awesome British spy movie, to her leather clad and curvaceous figure, there is no doubt in this detective's mind. Thigh-high boots, and tightly revealing one piece suits, to her playfully teasing personality. There can be no doubt that Miss Donuts is really . . .
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Miss Diana Rigg aka Mrs. Emma Peel of the Avengers!!!

Thank you for tuning into this late breaking story. We return you to your regularly scheduled reading.

Remember . . .

May U Live 2 See The Dawn