Thinking about starting a new future?
Sending your kid to college?
Do you want to go to college?
Harvard? Stanford? Yale?
What are you crazy?
You don't think very highly of your talents do you?
Why am I sitting here killing myself over an algebra book when I can be learning how to put some pipes together and make $250,000 dollars a year!
Wait till the interns hear about this, they will be dropping out of medical school like flies in a raid tornado!
No malpractice. Doubletime for afterhours, Sundays and Holidays?
Oh, and I forgot I have half the country trying to cut my taxes because it is such a burden too?
Remember, no one had any sympathy for what the doctors were netting after they paid their "malpractice tax" to the insurance companies.
No one has any sympathy for the teachers that pay thousands of dollars out of their pockets for school supplies, yet the plumbers have won our hearts?
After much thinking I think that I will just open a plumbing school, submit your applications now, this is a great deal for all that seek opportunity!
I will include all those advanced classes that are popular with plumbers:
101 How to work slowly, remember you get paid by the hour
231 (with lab) Advanced scamming with live clients
400 Toilets are made to clog (how to repeat clogs for repeat calls)
Monday, November 3, 2008
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Getting Pregnant on Purpose?
If you have ever driven in a car during a long trip with kids in the backseat eventually the fighting starts. "She started it" as the other cries "stop looking at me, mom she is looking at me." So, you ask the other one to stop looking and the next screaming you hear is "she pointed at me!" They point fingers back and forth and finally you have to tell them to sit as close to the opposite doors as they can, hands folded and look out the window with mouths closed.
I recently was reading a blog when someone leaves this message about how some women get pregnant on purpose to trap the man.
I equate this to any living person that is stupid enough to show up to a judge after being cited for accident involving alcohol. Did the alcohol trap you?
Nobody traps anybody, but you can get caught up in a web of lies. Life is sexually transmitted. All birth control has a failure rate, even in rare cases of sterilization. Where is the surprise when that happens? Maybe we assume that everyone is a mind reader? I think if someone gets a disease from a person and that person did not disclose it, than we have someone that should be hung from the highest tree. How dare anyone ruin someone's health over their own greedy sexual urges, however we can assume that most men and women that are walking around have functioning eggs and sperm that it is their biological duty to find each other. You have agreed to a possible pregnancy when you combine body parts, end of story. You knew you were mixing gasoline with matches from the start, no one did this to you.
It is the same childish phrase about who started it when it really doesn't matter when you both technically agreed to a possible pregnancy when you combine body parts, no matter what the verbal story was, biology does not have ears. Maybe blame the sperm, afterall they always did like her best?
What is even worse is the child that was born out of the lethal "trap of the vagina" gets to live with two parents that really did not want to be in the business of parenting. I understand that people feel like they "need" this and this is nature, but let me remind you that "anger" is also a natural feeling but you can't go bashing peoples heads in because "nature calls." We have brains and two hands (animals have paws) and really any urge you have can be taken care of without reckless disregard for biology. Even when driving a car, you maybe traveling in one that swerves a little to the left, but you should know how to operate the vehicle to protect yourself and others.
Two things that really irk me is that women jump on other women for this and that both sexes do not take responsibility for irresponsible use of their body parts. I know some of you will tell me that you can't stop people from having irresponsible sex which is probably addictive from what I have seen in peoples behavior. Is it any different from a drug?
Meanwhile back at home I think we need to stop pointing fingers and no matter what these two active set of genitals need to be parents because they only have this kid for 18 years and if they do a crappy job, we get them for the next 60 in jail.
I recently was reading a blog when someone leaves this message about how some women get pregnant on purpose to trap the man.
I equate this to any living person that is stupid enough to show up to a judge after being cited for accident involving alcohol. Did the alcohol trap you?
Nobody traps anybody, but you can get caught up in a web of lies. Life is sexually transmitted. All birth control has a failure rate, even in rare cases of sterilization. Where is the surprise when that happens? Maybe we assume that everyone is a mind reader? I think if someone gets a disease from a person and that person did not disclose it, than we have someone that should be hung from the highest tree. How dare anyone ruin someone's health over their own greedy sexual urges, however we can assume that most men and women that are walking around have functioning eggs and sperm that it is their biological duty to find each other. You have agreed to a possible pregnancy when you combine body parts, end of story. You knew you were mixing gasoline with matches from the start, no one did this to you.
It is the same childish phrase about who started it when it really doesn't matter when you both technically agreed to a possible pregnancy when you combine body parts, no matter what the verbal story was, biology does not have ears. Maybe blame the sperm, afterall they always did like her best?
What is even worse is the child that was born out of the lethal "trap of the vagina" gets to live with two parents that really did not want to be in the business of parenting. I understand that people feel like they "need" this and this is nature, but let me remind you that "anger" is also a natural feeling but you can't go bashing peoples heads in because "nature calls." We have brains and two hands (animals have paws) and really any urge you have can be taken care of without reckless disregard for biology. Even when driving a car, you maybe traveling in one that swerves a little to the left, but you should know how to operate the vehicle to protect yourself and others.
Two things that really irk me is that women jump on other women for this and that both sexes do not take responsibility for irresponsible use of their body parts. I know some of you will tell me that you can't stop people from having irresponsible sex which is probably addictive from what I have seen in peoples behavior. Is it any different from a drug?
Meanwhile back at home I think we need to stop pointing fingers and no matter what these two active set of genitals need to be parents because they only have this kid for 18 years and if they do a crappy job, we get them for the next 60 in jail.
Monday, August 18, 2008
So, everyone wants to be connected to a "winner?"
So we have an American that wins 8 gold medals. This fact is not the issue that I blog for today. I blog for the ridiculous reason that because he won these medals analysts are now saying that his worth throughout his career starts now at 100 million dollars, currently and before he entered the competition he was making only 5 million a year.
Why? Endorsements.
You have to be kidding me? He endorses Visa, Mastercard, Speedo and somehow it is a better product? You can associate yourself with greatness and do just like "the stars" do. Why I am on this subject let me explain that actors are professional pretenders, they pretend to be another person. Somehow when people spend a few hours watching a movie or hours watching them in your house it is assumed they have been an actual houseguest and would never lie to you..........you have a delusion of relationship and so now a friend is hooking you up with a product.........your friend would never lie. I laugh at the "Best Actor" awards, because really the best liar is winning. How can they distort the truth into a story and pretend? It is an illusion.
Who needs consumer reports when if Paris Hilton endorses it, then quality it must be.
Are we just a bunch of mindless "Monkey see, Monkey do?"
Why? Endorsements.
You have to be kidding me? He endorses Visa, Mastercard, Speedo and somehow it is a better product? You can associate yourself with greatness and do just like "the stars" do. Why I am on this subject let me explain that actors are professional pretenders, they pretend to be another person. Somehow when people spend a few hours watching a movie or hours watching them in your house it is assumed they have been an actual houseguest and would never lie to you..........you have a delusion of relationship and so now a friend is hooking you up with a product.........your friend would never lie. I laugh at the "Best Actor" awards, because really the best liar is winning. How can they distort the truth into a story and pretend? It is an illusion.
Who needs consumer reports when if Paris Hilton endorses it, then quality it must be.
Are we just a bunch of mindless "Monkey see, Monkey do?"
Thursday, August 7, 2008
There is no such thing as a good "line"
I went into a restaurant tonight and asked for a table. The hostess replied that there would be a 30 minute wait. I turned to my party and asked them if they wanted to wait. They shrug their shoulders and act like they don’t have a choice in agreement to the conditions of dining.
We wait. I hate waiting. I hate waiting when I really do not have to wait.
After about 20 minutes they surrender a table and then we wait another 15 minutes for the waitress to come by and ask what we wanted to drink, another 10 minutes to order and then another 20 minutes for the food.
I hate waiting, especially when I am paying for it!
If I had not been with these particular dining pals, I would have walked out at the first hint of a wait.
Why?
Because they are busy. I will take less service and probably food quality too, while they improve their bottom line. More productivity for less labor costs. As soon as they tell me that there is going to be a wait, I know the entire place is backed up and overworked.
Lines at clubs? I would never. If there is a line at the door, there is a line at the bar and guess how long the line is on the way out (the bathroom?), no thank you!
Lines is grocery stores? Just say no! I have just left the merchandise and walked out, I am not doing it!
We all just line up and wait and wait like farm animals like it is some fraternity tradition and why? Because we let them and people just put up with it. It often reminds me of the photos of the bread lines in Russia. I promise you I will find a place without a line, I am just not going to take less, so you can have more for no other reason than you can under staff and cut corners.
In these times where competition is up, you would think they would at least offer more customer service than wanting me to understand that I have to take less, while paying the same prices.
They can manage these lines if they want to. Disneyland put in fast track because of the complaining about wait times. It was silly. Having people wait in line while they could just make a reservation and enjoy the park while waiting their turn.
So far I think the worst lines, worst than Disneyland is the TSA lines at the airport. That is a bunch of crap because they charge us a security fee to fund that and they know what the passenger load is and can staff for it.
What is the longest line you ever waited in?
We wait. I hate waiting. I hate waiting when I really do not have to wait.
After about 20 minutes they surrender a table and then we wait another 15 minutes for the waitress to come by and ask what we wanted to drink, another 10 minutes to order and then another 20 minutes for the food.
I hate waiting, especially when I am paying for it!
If I had not been with these particular dining pals, I would have walked out at the first hint of a wait.
Why?
Because they are busy. I will take less service and probably food quality too, while they improve their bottom line. More productivity for less labor costs. As soon as they tell me that there is going to be a wait, I know the entire place is backed up and overworked.
Lines at clubs? I would never. If there is a line at the door, there is a line at the bar and guess how long the line is on the way out (the bathroom?), no thank you!
Lines is grocery stores? Just say no! I have just left the merchandise and walked out, I am not doing it!
We all just line up and wait and wait like farm animals like it is some fraternity tradition and why? Because we let them and people just put up with it. It often reminds me of the photos of the bread lines in Russia. I promise you I will find a place without a line, I am just not going to take less, so you can have more for no other reason than you can under staff and cut corners.
In these times where competition is up, you would think they would at least offer more customer service than wanting me to understand that I have to take less, while paying the same prices.
They can manage these lines if they want to. Disneyland put in fast track because of the complaining about wait times. It was silly. Having people wait in line while they could just make a reservation and enjoy the park while waiting their turn.
So far I think the worst lines, worst than Disneyland is the TSA lines at the airport. That is a bunch of crap because they charge us a security fee to fund that and they know what the passenger load is and can staff for it.
What is the longest line you ever waited in?
Sunday, July 20, 2008
electronic rehab
Electronic Rehab
My son is going to summer camp in about two weeks. We are running off to the store in about an hour to pick up some new jeans for him. He likes to walk on the back of the hem and it makes me crazy. It’s his business I suppose, but I don’t want those people at camp to think that I allow him to walk around like that; I tolerate it for casual purposes only!
This is a 10 day camp. No electronics allowed! At first I thought he would die when I told him that they will make him check his cell phone in and he will only be allowed to use it for 30 minutes a day. No internet, no television, no iPods………nada…. he is going to have to detox off of electronics. He is suppose to be there to be at camp not somewhere else.
I don’t even know what he looks like without ear buds on, so this is really going to be strange when I pick him up. I am hoping that I will recognize him without his electronic charge.
We were talking about it and I had to explain to him was “beepers” were and phone machines with tapes. We even googled 8 tracks and he was amazed! I told him that in the “olden days” we had to wait to get home and play back our messages.
Then I got to thinking about my electronic choke chain. I feel so disconnected when I am without my cell phone. In truth my cell phone disconnects me from my “now” and takes me to everyone else’s “now.” I am thinking that this is the greatest invention ever, and then I think about how the world survived quite well without them.
So, my dear friends, today I am only checking my cell phone for messages once a day. I am setting a certain hour to return calls for a one hour time frame for an entire month just to prove to my son that this can be done. This is sort of like shaving your head when your girlfriend gets cancer in support of her. I am detoxing from my cell phone. I am going to join my son in electronic rehab.
Leave a message after the beep………………….BEEP!
My son is going to summer camp in about two weeks. We are running off to the store in about an hour to pick up some new jeans for him. He likes to walk on the back of the hem and it makes me crazy. It’s his business I suppose, but I don’t want those people at camp to think that I allow him to walk around like that; I tolerate it for casual purposes only!
This is a 10 day camp. No electronics allowed! At first I thought he would die when I told him that they will make him check his cell phone in and he will only be allowed to use it for 30 minutes a day. No internet, no television, no iPods………nada…. he is going to have to detox off of electronics. He is suppose to be there to be at camp not somewhere else.
I don’t even know what he looks like without ear buds on, so this is really going to be strange when I pick him up. I am hoping that I will recognize him without his electronic charge.
We were talking about it and I had to explain to him was “beepers” were and phone machines with tapes. We even googled 8 tracks and he was amazed! I told him that in the “olden days” we had to wait to get home and play back our messages.
Then I got to thinking about my electronic choke chain. I feel so disconnected when I am without my cell phone. In truth my cell phone disconnects me from my “now” and takes me to everyone else’s “now.” I am thinking that this is the greatest invention ever, and then I think about how the world survived quite well without them.
So, my dear friends, today I am only checking my cell phone for messages once a day. I am setting a certain hour to return calls for a one hour time frame for an entire month just to prove to my son that this can be done. This is sort of like shaving your head when your girlfriend gets cancer in support of her. I am detoxing from my cell phone. I am going to join my son in electronic rehab.
Leave a message after the beep………………….BEEP!
Monday, July 7, 2008
My son wants to shave his legs
It was 114 in my backyard the other day. Don’t pay attention to the number because it is”Dry Heat” so it doesn’t count. My son is wearing long pants and I ask him if he would be more comfortable if he changes into shorts. He says that he looks weird in shorts because you can see the hair on his legs. Duh? Did I miss something? Even babies have fine little hairs on their legs? Can you imagine them squealing about someone noticing?
He explains to me that all the kids shave their legs and he probably should too. My son will be 16 in two weeks. I think my mom told that I could not shave my legs till I was 16 but is there an age for boys? What did I just ask myself (smack), stop it! I almost followed “but all the kids are doing it” and understanding his situation and forgetting that it’s not my job to be his friend, I am his parent. He doesn’t have to like me right now, I have to teach him how to survive, how to look at a situation and “think” not follow. Use some reasoning skills. Halfway down the hallway, I took a U-turn and returned my shaver back to the shower.
I had to have a conversation about what he wants and is comfortable with and that is more important than making everyone else comfortable or fitting in. I understand you want to fit in, but you need to fit yourself first because you might need to find your way back home after you do all this following.
I seriously do not get young boys shaving their legs in middle and high school. I don’t get parents letting 12 year olds pierce their belly button either, call me old school. My thoughts on this is that the kids are spending more time paying attention to the other kids and what they are wearing and doing than real things like their families, education, themselves, their future………all their thoughts are paying attention to everyone else, it is like the embryonic stage of another “People Magazine” it trains their brain to look external instead of internal.
I know there are plenty of you out there that have had parental conflicts and parents that are having conflicts with their children over certain things, and I really don’t want to make a battle over this but I think if you do anything you better have a better reason for doing it than “everyone else does it” without a really good reason why this benefits you or life in general.
I am not going to be around forever and always and I just want him equipped with a brain that actually functions, I need to de-sheep his brain out of the following mode.
He decided not to shave his legs but wanted some hair wax so he can style his hair like Elvis Presley. It has brought back my faith that people do want to do better if someone will just show them the path which is hard to find because few people walk it and it is not worn out and obvious. You really have to want it.
XOXOXOX
Karla
He explains to me that all the kids shave their legs and he probably should too. My son will be 16 in two weeks. I think my mom told that I could not shave my legs till I was 16 but is there an age for boys? What did I just ask myself (smack), stop it! I almost followed “but all the kids are doing it” and understanding his situation and forgetting that it’s not my job to be his friend, I am his parent. He doesn’t have to like me right now, I have to teach him how to survive, how to look at a situation and “think” not follow. Use some reasoning skills. Halfway down the hallway, I took a U-turn and returned my shaver back to the shower.
I had to have a conversation about what he wants and is comfortable with and that is more important than making everyone else comfortable or fitting in. I understand you want to fit in, but you need to fit yourself first because you might need to find your way back home after you do all this following.
I seriously do not get young boys shaving their legs in middle and high school. I don’t get parents letting 12 year olds pierce their belly button either, call me old school. My thoughts on this is that the kids are spending more time paying attention to the other kids and what they are wearing and doing than real things like their families, education, themselves, their future………all their thoughts are paying attention to everyone else, it is like the embryonic stage of another “People Magazine” it trains their brain to look external instead of internal.
I know there are plenty of you out there that have had parental conflicts and parents that are having conflicts with their children over certain things, and I really don’t want to make a battle over this but I think if you do anything you better have a better reason for doing it than “everyone else does it” without a really good reason why this benefits you or life in general.
I am not going to be around forever and always and I just want him equipped with a brain that actually functions, I need to de-sheep his brain out of the following mode.
He decided not to shave his legs but wanted some hair wax so he can style his hair like Elvis Presley. It has brought back my faith that people do want to do better if someone will just show them the path which is hard to find because few people walk it and it is not worn out and obvious. You really have to want it.
XOXOXOX
Karla
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Electronic Vultures
It was 109 here yesterday. I am not complaining because I have lived here for so long that I no longer have illusions of cool summers. Summers are hot that is why they are in the summer. I have become the deluxe edition of reality.
I take a little break from the heat every few weeks. I live indoors almost the entire summer otherwise. We recently went to the beach over in California. We stayed in Venice Beach. It is a really cool place. The sidewalks are jammed with different flavors. It is a huge people buffet.
As the sun set, my son and I walked on the beach. Perfect day! That cool breeze that carries fresh air and then I looked down. The remnants of people that have received their annual dose of sunburn ravaged the coast. Single shoes, sand drenched knotted towels, abandoned buckets that once built a castle and electronic vultures! I think the electronic vultures outnumbered the seagulls.
I have seen the commercials on television of how easy it is to find treasure, but somehow this person pushing the keys and writing this just doesn't think it is lucky to find other people possessions as a hobby. I guess I am not looking to get "lucky."
What is an electronic vulture? They scan the beach right as the sun sets with their metal detectors looking for "hidden treasure" that the people have left during the day. Things lost in the sand. I wonder why someone would keep a lost wedding ring or what they do with those car keys that they find. I am thinking that there is a difference between something being abandoned and something being lost that the owner could retrieve if they could. I am thinking that it is one thing to do this as a "look and see" but these people out there are pretty serious about what they are doing and there were over 20 when I stopped counting. I would be a lousy pirate because I would return the treasure once found. I would use the metal detector for those that have lost something in the sand, not to get "lucky."
I can only speak for myself. Does anyone know anyone that does this?
I take a little break from the heat every few weeks. I live indoors almost the entire summer otherwise. We recently went to the beach over in California. We stayed in Venice Beach. It is a really cool place. The sidewalks are jammed with different flavors. It is a huge people buffet.
As the sun set, my son and I walked on the beach. Perfect day! That cool breeze that carries fresh air and then I looked down. The remnants of people that have received their annual dose of sunburn ravaged the coast. Single shoes, sand drenched knotted towels, abandoned buckets that once built a castle and electronic vultures! I think the electronic vultures outnumbered the seagulls.
I have seen the commercials on television of how easy it is to find treasure, but somehow this person pushing the keys and writing this just doesn't think it is lucky to find other people possessions as a hobby. I guess I am not looking to get "lucky."
What is an electronic vulture? They scan the beach right as the sun sets with their metal detectors looking for "hidden treasure" that the people have left during the day. Things lost in the sand. I wonder why someone would keep a lost wedding ring or what they do with those car keys that they find. I am thinking that there is a difference between something being abandoned and something being lost that the owner could retrieve if they could. I am thinking that it is one thing to do this as a "look and see" but these people out there are pretty serious about what they are doing and there were over 20 when I stopped counting. I would be a lousy pirate because I would return the treasure once found. I would use the metal detector for those that have lost something in the sand, not to get "lucky."
I can only speak for myself. Does anyone know anyone that does this?
Thursday, June 26, 2008
The "Secret" is: Get Off Your Ass
One bright shiny day my girlfriend calls me.
Girlfriend: They are having a “free seminar” on “The Secret” at the Rio Hotel. Do you want to go?
Me: Not really, I think that stuff is just silly.
Girlfriend: Oh, no! It was on “Oprah” and everything. Everyone swears by it.
Me: How long does it last?
Girlfriend: Two hours.
Me: Sounds like a sales presentation.
Girlfriend: Oh, no. It is a seminar. We are meeting at the Bar and Grill for dinner and have a few drinks before we go.
Me: I can do the few drinks and dinner and see how I feel about attending.
Girlfriend: Meet us at 3 PM at the “All American Bar and Grill”
Click
So, I meet my friends and have a Caesar Salad and few glasses of wine and decide to spend some more time with them and attend the seminar.
We get seated and the room is packed. The speaker gets up and tells us that the biggest book sales are self help, cooking and diet books. However, he states that because of inaction, yet all the best of intentions, 90% never open those books.
So, basically he just stated that buying something does not solve the problem. It is “inaction.”
He continues by telling the group that if they have always done the same thing and expected different results then they are not being realistic. You have to do something different to get different results. So, do something you have never done before. Fill out the forms underneath your seats and especially the credit card information. If you want more out of life, you have to do more.
The form is for a two day seminar at the cost of around $1200. Plus his tapes he sells for $300. He goes on now telling how people that follow his system have the “dream life” as he described. A young wife, Mercedes, home on the beach, financial security. You know all the stuff in the travel brochures and magazines.
Now, he closes the deal by telling the audience that he will allow them to bring one friend for free if they sign up now. Plus he will throw in the tapes. I am sure at this point that he must have had shills in the audience as people run to the back of the room before he even announces that there are payment stations in the back of the room.
As a few people run to the back of the room he tells them that there are a limited number of seats so don’t get shut out. Like cattle they all run to sign up.
What’s wrong with this?
He just told everyone that because you do not take action in your life is why you do not have what you want. Not buying a book or writing it down although that is a great start, but it takes action to meet your goals. You actually have to do it. That is right, get off your ass and do it. That is the total “Secret.” Signing up for this seminar does not release you from the work you need to do.
I am telling the above story to a friend that works in the Hotel that hosted his event. She tells me that the entire group was being herded like cattle the entire two days.
Day 1 of Seminar: Everyone takes turns standing up and telling the 10 things they want to accomplish after they wrote it down. Everyone claps for them. This takes both the morning and afternoon sessions.
Day 2 of Seminar: Everyone breaks through one of those thin pieces of wood. He dates and signs the wood to signify the day you had your break through. Everyone claps. This takes up the entire morning session. The afternoon session is another sales presentation for another seminar to continue your growth because you have already had this breakthrough. The cost of the next seminar is $3000.
Brilliant scam. He has already qualified that everyone in the room believes he cannot do it on their own; they need someone to tell them and the support (mob mentality) to tell them they are worth it because they cannot get off their ass and do it themselves. They voted with their money when they showed up and paid the money. They voted to need someone to tell them what to do. They wanted a short cut.
The truth is that you can write it down, but it doesn’t happen if action does not meet intention. The writing it down can serve as a map, but you have to want it.
Girlfriend: They are having a “free seminar” on “The Secret” at the Rio Hotel. Do you want to go?
Me: Not really, I think that stuff is just silly.
Girlfriend: Oh, no! It was on “Oprah” and everything. Everyone swears by it.
Me: How long does it last?
Girlfriend: Two hours.
Me: Sounds like a sales presentation.
Girlfriend: Oh, no. It is a seminar. We are meeting at the Bar and Grill for dinner and have a few drinks before we go.
Me: I can do the few drinks and dinner and see how I feel about attending.
Girlfriend: Meet us at 3 PM at the “All American Bar and Grill”
Click
So, I meet my friends and have a Caesar Salad and few glasses of wine and decide to spend some more time with them and attend the seminar.
We get seated and the room is packed. The speaker gets up and tells us that the biggest book sales are self help, cooking and diet books. However, he states that because of inaction, yet all the best of intentions, 90% never open those books.
So, basically he just stated that buying something does not solve the problem. It is “inaction.”
He continues by telling the group that if they have always done the same thing and expected different results then they are not being realistic. You have to do something different to get different results. So, do something you have never done before. Fill out the forms underneath your seats and especially the credit card information. If you want more out of life, you have to do more.
The form is for a two day seminar at the cost of around $1200. Plus his tapes he sells for $300. He goes on now telling how people that follow his system have the “dream life” as he described. A young wife, Mercedes, home on the beach, financial security. You know all the stuff in the travel brochures and magazines.
Now, he closes the deal by telling the audience that he will allow them to bring one friend for free if they sign up now. Plus he will throw in the tapes. I am sure at this point that he must have had shills in the audience as people run to the back of the room before he even announces that there are payment stations in the back of the room.
As a few people run to the back of the room he tells them that there are a limited number of seats so don’t get shut out. Like cattle they all run to sign up.
What’s wrong with this?
He just told everyone that because you do not take action in your life is why you do not have what you want. Not buying a book or writing it down although that is a great start, but it takes action to meet your goals. You actually have to do it. That is right, get off your ass and do it. That is the total “Secret.” Signing up for this seminar does not release you from the work you need to do.
I am telling the above story to a friend that works in the Hotel that hosted his event. She tells me that the entire group was being herded like cattle the entire two days.
Day 1 of Seminar: Everyone takes turns standing up and telling the 10 things they want to accomplish after they wrote it down. Everyone claps for them. This takes both the morning and afternoon sessions.
Day 2 of Seminar: Everyone breaks through one of those thin pieces of wood. He dates and signs the wood to signify the day you had your break through. Everyone claps. This takes up the entire morning session. The afternoon session is another sales presentation for another seminar to continue your growth because you have already had this breakthrough. The cost of the next seminar is $3000.
Brilliant scam. He has already qualified that everyone in the room believes he cannot do it on their own; they need someone to tell them and the support (mob mentality) to tell them they are worth it because they cannot get off their ass and do it themselves. They voted with their money when they showed up and paid the money. They voted to need someone to tell them what to do. They wanted a short cut.
The truth is that you can write it down, but it doesn’t happen if action does not meet intention. The writing it down can serve as a map, but you have to want it.
Monday, June 9, 2008
Help! My Cat has joined a cult!
My cat has joined a cult.
This was the first cat I have ever had. I am not a cat person, but I am an animal person. I got this cat at Wal-Mart 13 years ago. NO, Wal-Mart doesn’t sell cats. Two little boys 8 and 10 years old were outside of the Wal-Mart at 10PM one night. Their mother told them to stay there until they gave that kittens away, like it is the kids’ fault the mother cat got pregnant? Who let’s their kid hang out in front of the Wal-Mart at 10 PM?
Note: I usually don’t shop there but I just bought my son a computer and everything was lining up great until the directions said I needed a “surger.” Wal-Mart is open 24 hours.
I was in shock and started to talk to the boys. This is not a great Wal-Mart to be at in the first place. Let me give you a quick visual. It is about 10 blocks from the Las Vegas Strip and about this time in the night limousines line up because its passengers are buying condoms. So, I stand there with the kids and ask them if I can take them home and they tell me they can’t till they give the kittens away. I continued to watch over these kids until there was one kitten left. It was 11 PM, so I took the kids to their home and the kitten to my home.
I had picked up some food at Wal-Mart, but I had no idea about litter boxes or anything so the kitten is hanging out at the stack of papers in the corner that are suppose to be recycled. The kids are thrilled with the kitten; I have not idea what I am doing, so I call the Vet and take the kitten in. The Vet hands me some little kid version of “so now you have a cat” and sends me on my way.
My dogs name at that time was “Miss Apple” (another blog) so I think the kids thought that animals had to be named after a fruit, so they named her “peaches” because that was the fruit they liked the most.
Cats are not like dogs at all. The only time the cat ever spoke to me is when her food or water dish was low. She had a door to go in and out and did pretty much anything she wanted because she is the “cat” of the house; even the dogs did not defy her.
I had her spayed and her teeth cleaned as time went on. Oh, another thing she did was that she never showed up for her appointments, she would just not be available. Luckily the Vet understood and anytime I could catch her I could bring her in without an appointment.
Two years ago the cat made some friends. Several cats from around the neighborhood starting hanging around and food dish got empty quick. I was filling it twice a day. This year it finally goes to the point where I was going through five pounds of cat food a week. She was running her own bread and breakfast out of the garage.
One day the dish is full. The next day…….. untouched. I thought maybe something happened to her so I checked with every place I could. I thought one of then new neighbors might have set a trap or something.
Two months go by………………and the food dish sits there. Then I see her on the wall across the street. I call for her and she runs away? What the heck is that all about? Some cat cult has brain washed my cat, they probably used tuna fish or something. I am glad she is safe and I keep food and water out for her, but none of the other tenants from her bed and breakfast she was running even come over anymore.
I don’t know what else to do. Does anyone have any suggestions?
This was the first cat I have ever had. I am not a cat person, but I am an animal person. I got this cat at Wal-Mart 13 years ago. NO, Wal-Mart doesn’t sell cats. Two little boys 8 and 10 years old were outside of the Wal-Mart at 10PM one night. Their mother told them to stay there until they gave that kittens away, like it is the kids’ fault the mother cat got pregnant? Who let’s their kid hang out in front of the Wal-Mart at 10 PM?
Note: I usually don’t shop there but I just bought my son a computer and everything was lining up great until the directions said I needed a “surger.” Wal-Mart is open 24 hours.
I was in shock and started to talk to the boys. This is not a great Wal-Mart to be at in the first place. Let me give you a quick visual. It is about 10 blocks from the Las Vegas Strip and about this time in the night limousines line up because its passengers are buying condoms. So, I stand there with the kids and ask them if I can take them home and they tell me they can’t till they give the kittens away. I continued to watch over these kids until there was one kitten left. It was 11 PM, so I took the kids to their home and the kitten to my home.
I had picked up some food at Wal-Mart, but I had no idea about litter boxes or anything so the kitten is hanging out at the stack of papers in the corner that are suppose to be recycled. The kids are thrilled with the kitten; I have not idea what I am doing, so I call the Vet and take the kitten in. The Vet hands me some little kid version of “so now you have a cat” and sends me on my way.
My dogs name at that time was “Miss Apple” (another blog) so I think the kids thought that animals had to be named after a fruit, so they named her “peaches” because that was the fruit they liked the most.
Cats are not like dogs at all. The only time the cat ever spoke to me is when her food or water dish was low. She had a door to go in and out and did pretty much anything she wanted because she is the “cat” of the house; even the dogs did not defy her.
I had her spayed and her teeth cleaned as time went on. Oh, another thing she did was that she never showed up for her appointments, she would just not be available. Luckily the Vet understood and anytime I could catch her I could bring her in without an appointment.
Two years ago the cat made some friends. Several cats from around the neighborhood starting hanging around and food dish got empty quick. I was filling it twice a day. This year it finally goes to the point where I was going through five pounds of cat food a week. She was running her own bread and breakfast out of the garage.
One day the dish is full. The next day…….. untouched. I thought maybe something happened to her so I checked with every place I could. I thought one of then new neighbors might have set a trap or something.
Two months go by………………and the food dish sits there. Then I see her on the wall across the street. I call for her and she runs away? What the heck is that all about? Some cat cult has brain washed my cat, they probably used tuna fish or something. I am glad she is safe and I keep food and water out for her, but none of the other tenants from her bed and breakfast she was running even come over anymore.
I don’t know what else to do. Does anyone have any suggestions?
Friday, June 6, 2008
Group Slapping Mary
The day had finally come. My first boy was graduating from High School! He was born to a single mother that had genetically linked him to a future double felon. He used every trick in the book to defend why he did not have to pay child support, to this very day his home is in his mother’s name. He mounted numerous abuses upon his child as I worked two full time jobs for many years to support this child. The day he graduated from high school his father was absent because he was in jail that day for telemarketing fraud. Isn’t that a lovely way to care for your children?
Anyways, my son looks at me as we are driving to the graduation and says “Mom, you could have been anything you wanted, but I know that all you ever wanted to be is my mom.”
Those are the words of recognition, the words every single mother needs to hear. I appreciate him appreciating what I do and how I live my life everyday. Nothing comes before my children.
FAST FORWARD
I am at some dinner with a date one night. Another woman is a date of another man. As I approached the bar where the shark was docked I could tell she was eyeing me like a fighting opponent. I introduce myself and she says to me “I heard all about you and your mommy thing.” I just let it go. Turns out Miss Mary was in Vegas for a tryst, an attorney for Cisco that went to some big law school and she was a career woman at the table eating any other human that got in her way.
She starts flirting with my date the entire evening while her date, another attorney scum sucking pit bull (no offense to the real pit bull animals) sat their allowing it. Partners in crime. She continued telling him how she swooned at his speaking and he left goose bumps all over her. She was obviously targeting my date as her next conquest that to be honest with you if that is what was going on why invite me to watch this, I could care less, do whatever you want. She was obviously playing the other guy to get to my date. My date sat there eating up the attention.
I finally just asked her to contain her conversation to a conversation that everyone can participate in. We are four people at dinner, not her job interview. She did everything at that table to come on to my date except get under the table.
She got all twisted and got her date and left. My date says “how can you talk to her like that?”
“How can I talk to her like that?
Why would she get so offended when I asked for a topic that everyone could be involved in, the only conversation she was doing was your entire career as if she stalked you on the internet or something?”
“I called her on her shit and she knows it.”
“Who and what told her about my “mommy thing”, her date, and why would he give her any information about me, unless she was shopping for information?”
I cannot stand people that think because somehow they have a degree they are so smart. All they know is what that degree entails they are not the end of the world in knowledge and I would put street smarts up against book smarts any day. I did not pursue a great position somewhere because I had kids. I was smart enough to figure that out!
The best and most important job anyone can have is a parent. The most important occupation you can ever hold on this planet is “caring human.” This degrading evening with this subform of life, something that had evolved from a combination of graduate school, tuberculosis, plague and democracy is nothing more than the party of people that have held our country hostage by their greed and absolute “it’s the law” not what’s right or common sense. Their core is that the accused have more rights than victims. What a sick and greedy person!
Join me in group slapping Mary!
Anyways, my son looks at me as we are driving to the graduation and says “Mom, you could have been anything you wanted, but I know that all you ever wanted to be is my mom.”
Those are the words of recognition, the words every single mother needs to hear. I appreciate him appreciating what I do and how I live my life everyday. Nothing comes before my children.
FAST FORWARD
I am at some dinner with a date one night. Another woman is a date of another man. As I approached the bar where the shark was docked I could tell she was eyeing me like a fighting opponent. I introduce myself and she says to me “I heard all about you and your mommy thing.” I just let it go. Turns out Miss Mary was in Vegas for a tryst, an attorney for Cisco that went to some big law school and she was a career woman at the table eating any other human that got in her way.
She starts flirting with my date the entire evening while her date, another attorney scum sucking pit bull (no offense to the real pit bull animals) sat their allowing it. Partners in crime. She continued telling him how she swooned at his speaking and he left goose bumps all over her. She was obviously targeting my date as her next conquest that to be honest with you if that is what was going on why invite me to watch this, I could care less, do whatever you want. She was obviously playing the other guy to get to my date. My date sat there eating up the attention.
I finally just asked her to contain her conversation to a conversation that everyone can participate in. We are four people at dinner, not her job interview. She did everything at that table to come on to my date except get under the table.
She got all twisted and got her date and left. My date says “how can you talk to her like that?”
“How can I talk to her like that?
Why would she get so offended when I asked for a topic that everyone could be involved in, the only conversation she was doing was your entire career as if she stalked you on the internet or something?”
“I called her on her shit and she knows it.”
“Who and what told her about my “mommy thing”, her date, and why would he give her any information about me, unless she was shopping for information?”
I cannot stand people that think because somehow they have a degree they are so smart. All they know is what that degree entails they are not the end of the world in knowledge and I would put street smarts up against book smarts any day. I did not pursue a great position somewhere because I had kids. I was smart enough to figure that out!
The best and most important job anyone can have is a parent. The most important occupation you can ever hold on this planet is “caring human.” This degrading evening with this subform of life, something that had evolved from a combination of graduate school, tuberculosis, plague and democracy is nothing more than the party of people that have held our country hostage by their greed and absolute “it’s the law” not what’s right or common sense. Their core is that the accused have more rights than victims. What a sick and greedy person!
Join me in group slapping Mary!
Friday, May 30, 2008
The MILF blog
I remember seeing the acronym MILF on some teen movie. Creative and comical, rated PG 13. How harmful could that be?
My 15 year old son was playing on the volleyball team. He is a very polite kid to the point that the coach told me that he told him he didn't have to be so polite. This should have been my first clue.
When the season had ended a banquet was planned. I waited for the invitation. One day my son asks me to drop him off at the banquet. I asked him why he wanted to be dropped off and not go with his mother (his father passed away two years ago.) He explains that the invitation went out two weeks before and we had to pay $10.00 for each person that he brought and now it was too late. I asked why I never got one. He got quiet. He states that he doesn't want me to go. He needs to protect me. Why?
"Because several of the boys on the volleyball team told him that they would "hit it" with his mother."
What?
I am going to this thing and speak to the coach, this behavior is ridiculous.
I get to the banquet and explain to the coach why I did not fill out the invitation and pay the $10.00
He tells me that he believes this thing could happen because after all, "boys will be boys."
I explain to him that these young men cannot survive in the real world, in real jobs speaking about and to women this way.
This is called sexual harassment and it is illegal.
Nothing happens.
I am really rethinking allowing him to play under these coaches that allow young men to behave this way because they have some genetic need to.
FAST FORWARD TWO WEEKS
Turns on that as of this morning I found out that two of these same boys that said that to my son have also been hanging out in the locker room and my son's locker was broken into. One day they stole his ipod, the next day his lunch money. He shares a locker with another kid and nothing was taken from the other child.
Gee what a coincidence.
I ended up this morning in the dean's office filing a written complaint about the entire incident. I am upset that my child felt like his mother could not come to the banquet because of the verbal abuse of the other bullies and now it seems they were the only people that had access to the locker room alone.
Sticks and stones do break bones and words do hurt as well.
How would you feel is someone said this about your mother or father?
My 15 year old son was playing on the volleyball team. He is a very polite kid to the point that the coach told me that he told him he didn't have to be so polite. This should have been my first clue.
When the season had ended a banquet was planned. I waited for the invitation. One day my son asks me to drop him off at the banquet. I asked him why he wanted to be dropped off and not go with his mother (his father passed away two years ago.) He explains that the invitation went out two weeks before and we had to pay $10.00 for each person that he brought and now it was too late. I asked why I never got one. He got quiet. He states that he doesn't want me to go. He needs to protect me. Why?
"Because several of the boys on the volleyball team told him that they would "hit it" with his mother."
What?
I am going to this thing and speak to the coach, this behavior is ridiculous.
I get to the banquet and explain to the coach why I did not fill out the invitation and pay the $10.00
He tells me that he believes this thing could happen because after all, "boys will be boys."
I explain to him that these young men cannot survive in the real world, in real jobs speaking about and to women this way.
This is called sexual harassment and it is illegal.
Nothing happens.
I am really rethinking allowing him to play under these coaches that allow young men to behave this way because they have some genetic need to.
FAST FORWARD TWO WEEKS
Turns on that as of this morning I found out that two of these same boys that said that to my son have also been hanging out in the locker room and my son's locker was broken into. One day they stole his ipod, the next day his lunch money. He shares a locker with another kid and nothing was taken from the other child.
Gee what a coincidence.
I ended up this morning in the dean's office filing a written complaint about the entire incident. I am upset that my child felt like his mother could not come to the banquet because of the verbal abuse of the other bullies and now it seems they were the only people that had access to the locker room alone.
Sticks and stones do break bones and words do hurt as well.
How would you feel is someone said this about your mother or father?
Monday, May 26, 2008
Memorial Day and the Walking Dead
Last year my son and I went to Washington DC.
My grandfather has a great resting place along side the path from the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier and the Eternal Flame. I guess you had to get there early to get a good seat. He died in 1943 before I was every born.
If you have ever been there you will notice the grandness of the war hero's in statue formation.
The formation of these is moving, but as all art the viewer can be moved in many directions.
Like my interpretation of the wall the lists those young men from Vietnam was a slight turning of the stomach, somehow I was at lunch again. I got sick.
When you see the age of those boys and that they took the ones that were the poorest and least educated first.
Long ago in ancient Greece the soldiers actually voted on if it was worth going to war, they decided if they wanted to risk death and burden their families themselves. Not the government, because after all it is not those in politics that suffer as much as the average person that depends on that entire family.
I have heard this song recently, can anyone name that tune? We are in a war that will be memorialized in some of the same parks in 20 years.
The one thing missing that is the true cost of war is the loss of a child. The one thing that is missing is the statue of grieving parents over the casket of their returning child.
These statues to me sell war and honor heroes and do not represent what the real human costs are.
How about a few statues of the men that have committed suicide after coming back or the large amout of mentally ill that are continually homeless.
The walking dead!
Why aren't they honored as well?
This memorial day lets look at the real cost of war as the mothers and fathers grieve for the child they walked at night with a fever as an infant and the mentally ill and suicidal that walk among us.
All the deceased are not in the ground and buried, they are walking among us in silent sorrow.
Lets all remember them as well.
The true cost of war lives among us.
My grandfather has a great resting place along side the path from the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier and the Eternal Flame. I guess you had to get there early to get a good seat. He died in 1943 before I was every born.
If you have ever been there you will notice the grandness of the war hero's in statue formation.
The formation of these is moving, but as all art the viewer can be moved in many directions.
Like my interpretation of the wall the lists those young men from Vietnam was a slight turning of the stomach, somehow I was at lunch again. I got sick.
When you see the age of those boys and that they took the ones that were the poorest and least educated first.
Long ago in ancient Greece the soldiers actually voted on if it was worth going to war, they decided if they wanted to risk death and burden their families themselves. Not the government, because after all it is not those in politics that suffer as much as the average person that depends on that entire family.
I have heard this song recently, can anyone name that tune? We are in a war that will be memorialized in some of the same parks in 20 years.
The one thing missing that is the true cost of war is the loss of a child. The one thing that is missing is the statue of grieving parents over the casket of their returning child.
These statues to me sell war and honor heroes and do not represent what the real human costs are.
How about a few statues of the men that have committed suicide after coming back or the large amout of mentally ill that are continually homeless.
The walking dead!
Why aren't they honored as well?
This memorial day lets look at the real cost of war as the mothers and fathers grieve for the child they walked at night with a fever as an infant and the mentally ill and suicidal that walk among us.
All the deceased are not in the ground and buried, they are walking among us in silent sorrow.
Lets all remember them as well.
The true cost of war lives among us.
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