I Need To Get My Drink On

11:25pm: I'm creeping out of posting hibernation
Holy shit, the Eagles have signed Michael Vick???  I just found out when a friend on another site predicted that Donovan McNabb would be replaced in the middle of the season by (sic) Vic who would take them to the Super Bow....I'm like, they signed some guy named Victor??

I don't know what to think about this.  I'm a huge animal lover, but I also believe if someone did their time, they should be able to earn a living at their craft and given a second chance... people have to be able to earn a living in order to begin to work on themselves to not do what got them in jail in the first place..

But jeez, he organized dog fights... dog fights!  I'm so confused...I'm going to develop a split personality cheering for the Eagles while jeering when Vick is leading them.

10:06pm: Happy 2009--It Will Get Better!
Ok, so  now it's time to spam my f-list.  I wish all of you a great 2009!  The adults are now in charge of our government again, which makes me very happy.   I know there are some folks on my friends list that are going through rough times, but I sincerely believe that the people who are in charge really care about us.  We are truly coming out of the dark.  If you don't believe me, check out Ornerybastard's great list of things we will be leaving behind:  http://ornerybastard.blogspot.com/2008/11/attorny-general-with-fangs.html. 

I'm watching the Kennedy Center Honors, and I sincerely was cracking up when I saw our president's reaction to Roger Daltrey and Pete Townshend being honored.   He had no freaking clue who they were.  I could just hear him muttering, "why not Hank Williams Jr.?"   And Bettye Lavette?  Wow, watching Pete Townshend break down when he saw her sing Love Reign Over Me.   Is there any better message ever sung in a song?

And the firemen who were at the WTC honoring the Who??   The Who were the first band to rally around the policemen and firemen at the WTC. And THAT is why they are the greatest band ever.

11:20pm: President-Elect Obama
I am a blubbering mess of blubbering tears.  How extraordinary. 

11:08pm: My heart is still pounding through my chest... this city is going crazy.  People are swarming the streets, cars are honking, fireworks are going off. It's has been 25 years since Philadelphia has won a championship, and I'm soooo happy!!!  Wow.

9:49pm: Well, I finally took the plunge!  No, I didn't get married (although that would have been a preferable alternative).  I had a hysterectomy.  I'm now home from the hospital, and doing very well.  Especially since I estimate I dropped 20 pounds of useless fibroids.  I've slowly been gaining weight in my stomach area and figured it was just overeating combined with lowered metabolism.  Turns out my uterus was so full of fibroids my doctor equated it to being eight months pregnant.  He also said my uterus was so distorted it was the "strangest" uterus he's ever seen.  Well, at least I'll be well known for something!  They plan on using my uterus as a teaching tool... well, since I never got any use out of it, be my guest!

8:50pm: Merry Holiday, Everyone!
I've been reading everyone's holiday experiences, good and bad, and just wanted to share as well and wish everyone a great Christmas season and--really important--a great fantastic New Year!  As for me, I got... nothing. Nada.  Zilch.  But I must elaborate.  Our family decided long ago that only the kids (and I have just two nieces) would get gifts.  The nieces got Uggs and Sony PSP respectively from me.   We realized we couldn't give each other the material things we craved (but didn't really need), so we were better off enjoying the kids getting the material things they craved (but DEFINITELY didn't need).   I recommend this approach to everyone.  It makes the holidays about family and EATING!! The important things!!

I would have loved a Wii though.

11:21pm: Um. Earthquake.
I decided I needed some time off and am vacationing in Monterey, CA.  I've been chilling and relaxing and.... well, the martinis have been entirely depleted in the Monterey Peninsula.  So I'm sitting watching Buffy Season 7 (finally near the end! I can't believe this show passed me by!).  And I feel this unnatural shaking.  It's not Spike.  I call down to the front desk and I'm told emphatically that it was a truck passing by the hotel.  Five minutes later, the guy at the front desk calls and apologetically informs me that it was an earthquake.  (His mom, sis, entire family informed him of this fact.) Wow. My first quake.  I knew it!! I was sitting here going, IT WAS A QUAKE IT WAS A QUAKE.  Glad to still be here.  Hey, you Californians.  Sheesh.  

7:13pm: Totally random fact that just blew my mind--pardon me while I spam my flist....while slumming through IMDB, I discovered that Scrubs crotchety doctor Kelso is, in real life, married to the woman who played Katherine Hepburn and Spencer Tracy's daughter (and is also Kate's niece) in Guess Who's Coming to Dinner. 

Did not see that coming!

10:48am: One of the things I wonder about is why the general public is so interested in the public meltdown of young celebrity women (Paris Hilton, Lindsey Lohan, etc.).  I KNOW there are male celebrities doing the same thing--so why the fixation on the women??  I couldn't care less about Paris, etc., but I think the public fascination of these women reveals a woman-hating culture that likes keep their women in the kitchen. It's all part of the "too fat, too thin, not perfect" slam that all of us has to deal with.  Here's a great article about it (some of you probably saw this posted at ONTD):  http://www.guardian.co.uk/comment/story/0,,2136606,00.html

8:51pm: Bummed
I'm home right now recovering from surgery that proved...less than successful.  I went in yesterday expecting an out patient laparoscopy to remove two pedunculated fibroids and woke up to find that I have four regular (large) fibroids, none of which are removable via laparoscopy.  That means either a hysterectomy or a lifetime of pain.  Needless to say, I am bummed.  Very.

I'm currently watching the Senate debate the Levin-Reed Amendment on C-SPAN 2.  At least I got a good laugh when Trent Lott insisted that Republicans were ready to vote on the amendment, whereupon he was challenged by Sen. Durbin to vote, whereupon Lott objected.   Good times!

8:23pm: Four More Years
It's been four years since the war to "liberate" Iraq began.  I won't go into it, since so many more have spoken about this travesty much more eloquently than me.  I'll just post this:  http://welcome-to-pottersville.blogspot.com/2007/03/teenage-wasteland.html.  Be warned.  Some of the scenes are really graphic.  Tears will ensue.  And anger.  Much anger.  I will quote this from the blog:  "225 teenagers have been killed in Iraq since 3/19/03 in the time it takes to get a full college education. 214 were American.  Eight of them were teenage girls."

Also, if anyone can help me figure out what the link for this post is so that it continues to appear, even if this blog is updated, I'll be eternally grateful!

On a much, much, much lighter note, is it really bad that I'm watching Dancing with the Stars to see what happens to Heather Mills?  I feel...rotten!

7:50pm: This is the funniest thing I've seen in a long time...it's from Conan O'Brien and it's priceless!:  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OBE2h8Gdmvc

10:40pm: To Iraq and Back...
I'm watching the Bob Woodruff special and I am so angry...20-year-old boys learning how to eat and read and function again, knowing they'll never be the same. The devastation that this war has brought not just to this country's soldiers, but to the Iraqi people, just breaks my heart. I can't even post coherently and logically right now, I'm so angry.

How dare our government not have PAPERWORK READY so that wounded soldiers get the proper medicine and rehabilitation they need to recover?? How dare they??

11:30pm: I hate to be a snob about someone else's writing, but I ran across the best description of a fanfic today on fanfiction.net. It's called "Oh Mother" and this is the description: "Summary: This story is about Veronica marrying Duncan, and want (sic) they went through. This song’s called Oh Mother, by Christina Aguilera, and it’s told through there (sic) daughter Harmony’s eyes. Slight AU. Veronica never went through everything that happened in the show. This story takes place before Duncan broke up with him (sic).

Classic...a story about Veronica and Duncan that has absolutely nothing to do with Veronica and Duncan.

11:09pm: Gay Rights
Received the following note from someone on my flist:

"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?" - Ernest Gaines

We would like to know who really believes in gay rights on livejournal. There is no bribe of a miracle or anything like that. If you truly believe in gay rights, then repost this and title the post as "Gay Rights". If you don't believe in gay rights, then just ignore this. Thanks.