What ever happened to predictibility? The milkman, the paperboy, evening TV.

I'm watching Full House right now and let me just say. One of the Olsen twins is having an off day. Boy are her acting skillz not up to par. Must be Ashley Olsen. All people named Ashley have problems. HAHA I KID!

Oh Mi Gosh! Only two more weeks of classes! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY! But then I have to start working. Booooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

Talk about weird weather today. It was sunny with just a few clouds when I rolled back into Whitewater this AM and then I got to my room, looked out the window and it was hailing! Hailing while semi-sunny! Only in Wisconsin.

I just love the resolution music on Full House. All is well when that starts to play. I love that little prissy boy that's friends with Michelle. Derek. Ha, he makes me laugh. Awwww RESOLUTION MUSIC! Damn those Tanners....Damn them.

And how sad. I'm typing about Full House.

I need to get out of the state this summer. Haven't been about of Wisconsin in, like, five years. Ok. Great America senior year but that doesn't count. That wasn't fun. I spent most my time doing nothing or feeling like I was gonna toss my cookies.

Right-o then. Have a good Monday Monday (doo doo! dooo dooo doo dooo!)

Holy Veto Batman!

The Senate has passed the war funding bill with a timetable for pullout!
Annnnnnd W has vowed to Veto it. I could see him running out into the driveway of the White House to stop the Executive Clerk from actually getting in the building waving his arms and screeching "Send it back! Send it back! Nooooooooooooooooooooooo!" And you have to picture the big ears as well. Adds to the image.

Anyways...

I've been very political lately. I'm sorry. I had to let my pent up rage out at some point in time. I don't have any thing fun to type about really.

It's a crappy, rainy day out. So sad. But I just brewed me a pot of coffee so things are cheering up a bit. Sumatra blend. I'm a coffee snob. Most everyone else is drinking Folgers while I refuse to and will only drink Starbucks. Though if I could find some good, fair trade I would buy that. I like to think that the poor farmers in Latin America are getting about five more cents on a...bushel? I don't even know what coffee beans go by.

I get a lot of looks with my coffee habit. By other coffee drinkers that is. I tell them how many scoops I put in per cup and their jaws hit the floor. Yup I like it strong. They think I'm nuts. Obviously they've never met my mother, then they'd understand. I also drink it black. No sugar, no milk no nothing. It is the best way to go fo sho!

Gave my speech today on the Mandatory minimums. Got the response I wanted from the crowd when I said that rape will get you less jail time than coke. Though overall the speech was a wee bit short. Eh well.

Well. Only two more classes for the week. Home for the weekend. Then school is really starting to wind down. It's crazzzzzy. And good. It's crazy good.

Keep cool my babies!

I'm gonna slap someone

I'm giving a speech tomorrow on Mandatory Minimum drug laws. Sexy stuff right? Well. Doing the research for it has made me so pissed off. Why? I'll tell you why. It's because we live in a country that sends a person to jail for smoking crack longer than a person who rapes, who commits child molestation, who robs a bank, who commits manslaughter.

Let me just give this a big "What the FUCK?" I don't whip out the F-word often. Not in print. But this, this warrants it. This give me the right to say what the fuckity fuck fuck FUCK is that all about?

"Oh you got caught doing crack so here, go to jail for ten years but you, you got caught brutally raping a woman, go to jail for six. It's ok. We just don't want those crack heads with their crack babies out on the streets anymore. But you, with your violation of another person's body who left that person traumatized for life, you go on out there to society! We trust you tiger!"

I mean COME ON! Non-violent drug offenders getting locked up for longer than rapists?

This is what drives me nuts about this country. We got things backwards. People get mad about things like drugs, gay marriage and abortion yet we don't do a thing about this. Why? WHY?

I'd rather have a gay couple next door snorting blow than a convicted rapists living two doors down who's out after only serving three years in the State Pen.

I don't advocate drug use. I don't do the drugs. I just don't think these drug laws make sense.

I'm a pro-choice, pro gay marriage lilly belly liberal who think the gun toting redneck sons of bitches need to take their views and shove them up their asses.

I don't like paying taxes like everyone else but if my money goes to help others then fine. I will hand Uncle Sam my money because it is the least I can do. It's the price of Freedom. But I don't like it when my money is going to things like locking up druggies vs molesters. I don't like my money being spent on prisons instead of education. You think education is expensive, try ignorance. (I got that from the West Wing...)

We fight wars to fix things overseas yet we can't fix things at home. I'm for helping others out. I am. But we cannot forget that America isn't all lollipops and candy canes. We got problems like anyone else. But who wants to hear about inner city violence? It isn't nearly as sexy as hearing about weapons of mass destruction. What's that? Mass genocide in Sudan? Nah. I think we'd be better off going to knock Saddam out then going to save thousands of lives. But hey. What can I say? That's just how we roll.

Let's not research Stem Cells. No. Let's not. Let's not save lives. No thanks. Cuz if we keep people alive 'til their 90 then they are just gonna suck our society for money thanks to Social Security! Oh wait! Social Security is in the toilet. My mistake. Let's not do things to help people. Nah. Then lets get rid of Welfare as well while we're at it. Screw 'em. Get rid of WIC. Don't see why baby's need good nutrition. Food Stamps? Toss them! Half the people waste the money away on Cheetos and Pop-Tarts as it is! Let's just not worry about anyone else. After all, what are you confusing this country with? The leader of the free world? A country whose Constitution is envied by others? A country that protects things like speech, religion, and press? Due process? Do away with it! Get real!

I think I need to stop writing now.

Oh the Humanity!

You know that "guy" I wrote about, down there, with the Einstein hair and buttpack? Well turns about he's a she. Saw him, nix that, her walking again today and well. This time I could tell it was a woman. Whoops. Still had the crazy hair and the buttpack. Though I guess in light of the post before, it could be a va-jay-jay pack instead of a penispack.

I think the word we're looking for is Anyways...

I didn't post anything yesterday. I don't work on the Sabbath. HAHA. oh. I almost was able to type that without laughing.

I got nothing. No exciting observations. No nothing. I have the start of "The Raven" by Edgar Allen Poe stuck in my head and that's about it.

What's that? Oh you want to hear it! Well alright!

"Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore-- "

I find the best way to read it is to read it slowly, with a certain sort of emphasis on the end of the words like midnight, dreary, pondered, weak and weary. Basically any word a person wouldn't use in normal conversation.

"emphasis" made me think of the movie A View from the Top. (Not that great of a movie really) when the characters played by Mike Meyers and I think its Christina Applegate say something to the affect of:

Christina: Ass-is the window
Mike: It's assess the window. You put the wrong Em-fastus on the wrong Syl-abble.

Stop Russian to Conclusions!

So I got this new shirt. Do you Like? I like. It makes me giggle. "In Soviet Russia Shirt Wears You!"

I got it from Glarkware.com Which is one of my links by the way. Had to go through customs to get here. Damn Canadians. My other shirt from there says "Good Grammar Costs Nothing!"

When I got it yesterday I realized it's the second shirt I have that mentions Russia in some way. The other one says "Stop Russian to Conclusions" It's a little interesting that I have two shirts that reference the Mother Land. Ex-Commie Bastards. Perhaps I have a secret desire to go to Russia. I watched a show on the Travel Channel once about St. Petersburg and it looked beautiful.

"American components, Russian components ALL MADE IN TAIWAN!"

right-o then. Continue with your American day!

"I'm an AmeriCAN not an AmeriCAN'T!"

(I've drank four cups of very strong coffee recently. Can you tell?)

Springtime for Hitler and Germany!

Today is such a beautiful B-E-A-U-tiful day!

The sun is shining it's blessed rays upon my face. The grass is green and calling me to come lay in it. The birds are chirping, beckoning me outside. The cool breeze feels like a kiss upon my skin.

Like I'll go out. Get real! What the hell would I do once I got there? I can't take my computer outside, I'd look silly carrying a desktop down four flights of stairs and then sprawling out on the ground. I'd need to find a heckuva long extension chord.

I could read. HA! Leisure reading in college? Are...are you serious? I would LOVE to read for fun. I really, really would. I love reading. It's fantastic. Reading makes you a better writer and makes you sound smart. I like both of those things. I have a stack of books to read. One about The Greatest Story Ever Sold. Which I am about 100 pages into. I'll finish that up in a hurry once school is done. Another about Watergate. Another about First Families. And Les Miserables. I read that one in high school but I want to read it again.

I can't wait to read. Sitting outside or in the garage or on the boat with a book. Best thing.

Springtime is so wonderful. Makes doing homework a bitch though. I have to chain myself to the library tomorrow.

Springtime for Hitler and Germany! Deutchland is happy and gay! We're marching to a faster pace, Look out here comes the Master Race! Springtime for Hitler and Germany, Rhineland's a fine land once more!

I have to listen to the Producer's soundtrack now. Damn you springtime! You make me think of that musical!

Is your real name Jose?

My speech professor is Hispanic (which I find odd that I am learning the art of public speaking from someone who's native language is Spanish but that's another story) and today she said "No way Jose" a few times and I couldn't help but laugh. To myself, naturally. I just found it to be hilarious.

It also reminded me of this.
"If your real name Jose?"
"No, why?"
"Because it goes better with no way"
that also makes me laugh.

Ashbag...do you know what that's froooooooom? Do ya, do ya, do ya?!

Another thing I found funny was while I was walking back to my delectable dormitory room, I saw a man. He was wearing a buttpack and eating an apple. Doesn't sound all that funny but it was. Because he also had that frazzled Einstein hair going on. And his buttpack was not on his butt but front and center. So I had to think to myself that in an instance such as that, could one get away with calling it a penispack? No? Alright...

Here's another thing. I just saw a kid walking down the hall holding a roll of TP. Now, I wouldn't find this strange (well alright I would) but this isn't the first time he's done it. I noticed it a few times. Why? My question is why? Does he have a sensitive toosh? He likes three ply quilted over the sandpaper they provide?


One more thing. This makes me sad. http://www.cnn.com/SPECIALS/2007/virginiatech.shootings/victims/index.html

It was sad enough before with just the numbers. Now the faces make it worse.

Ok I lied. Another thing. A more cheery thing! For anyone who hasn't seen The Landlord video, watch it!
http://www.yikers.com/video_will_ferrell_short_skit_-_the_landlord.html

That'll put a smile on your face!