You moron

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Glenn got a call today from a mother who actually defended the right to have sex in a public washroom. Even more amazing, she said if her own kids were approached for sex in a bathroom she would tell them not too worry, it was NOT a big deal.

Now, I'm no saint and there is no denying that I like to live audaciously on occasion AND play daredevil, heck, I've always fantasized about "the elevator" BUT you've got to know your limits and you've got to use your brain (which as we know, many lack).

This definitely makes a case for creating a parenting license. Seriously, this woman is annoying as hell and makes no sense at all. Poor Glenn!

Here's the transcript from the Glenn Beck's show.

GLENN BECK PROGRAM
BEGIN TRANSCRIPT

GLENN: Nicky in Bangor, Maine. You're on Glenn Beck program.

CALLER: Hi, Glenn.

GLENN: Hi, Nicky.

CALLER: What I found outrageous is I don't care if he solicited sex or not. What I found outrageous is that the police have nothing better to do than to stand in a bathroom waiting for someone to solicit sex from them. Are there not rapists and murderers and gangs out there that need to be dealt with

GLENN: You know, Nicky, I have to tell you something. If I am in a bathroom and I'm just a, you know, regular schmo and I'm going into a public space and I'm going into the airport and it is a and it's a rest room where gay men are having sex in it, that's something that the police should do. If I'm in a bathroom and straight people are having sex in it and it's known for a sex spot, why should I have to put up with that kind of behavior in a public space. Absolutely the cops should be there. You disagree?

CALLER: I disagree.

GLENN: You think you should have -- you should have a right to be subjected to people having sex in public spaces?

CALLER: I'm not saying that. I'm saying they have other things --

GLENN: What are you saying?

CALLER: I'm saying they have better things to do than to stand in a bathroom.

GLENN: Okay.

CALLER: An wait --

GLENN: I got it, Nicky, I got it. It's not like this is an isolated incident where they are just standing at any random bathroom. This is a bathroom that is notorious for people having sex in it. So do we just write this bathroom off and ignore the calls of complaints that have come in from people who are using the bathroom saying, this is disgusting; people are having sex in it. Do they just write it off and say, well, we have other things to do? Or do we go back to your other statement that says, no, I don't think I should be subjected to people having sex in public spaces? Which is it going to be for you, Nicky? Because you can only choose one.

CALLER: You know, but what I'm saying is don't the police have more things to worry about than --

GLENN: You have to answer my question, Nicky. You have to answer my question, Nicky. You have to answer my question. The question is --

CALLER: I don't care if they want to go out and have sex in the bathroom, you know? I don't care.

GLENN: Nicky -- okay. Then so you don't have a problem with being subjected with people having sex in bathrooms. So if you went into an airport and you had a couple of people that were having, you know, guy-on-guy, guy-on-women, women-on-women sex in the stalls next to you and you were flying and let's say you were flying with your children and your daughter had to go to the bathroom, you would say, I don't care that they're having sex; don't worry about it, honey. They're just people having sex, and you'd have no problem with it?

CALLER: Oh, so sex is illegal nowadays? Is it.

GLENN: Oh, my gosh, Nicky. Look at the hoops that you're jumping through to hold onto this idiotic argument of yours. Answer this question, Nicky. Yes or no. Your -- do you have children?

CALLER: Yes.

GLENN: Howell are they?

CALLER: 13 and 15.

GLENN: So your 13-year-old girl or boy?

CALLER: Boy.

GLENN: Do you fly anywhere ever?

CALLER: No.

GLENN: Let's just say you are going on vacation, you're going to Disneyland and you're in the airport and your 15-year-old daughter says, mom, I've got to go to the bathroom. And she goes to the bathroom and she goes into this bathroom at the airport and there's somebody in the bathroom, two women that are having sex with each other. And then somebody else, while your daughter is just minding her own business, somebody else slides their foot underneath the bathroom stall, rubs up against your daughter, looks at her through the crack, puts their hand underneath the stall, she leaves the bathroom, she comes out and tells you and you say to her what exactly, Nicky? You say, don't worry about it? It's their right to do that? Yes or no?

CALLER: A foot under a stall? I mean, --

GLENN: Yes or no, Nicky? Say don't worry about it, honey, it was just a foot under a stall, there were two women having sex in the bathroom, it was just a foot under a stall, somebody reaching out underneath and touching you, it's nothing to worry about, why are you complaining to me, it's their business? Yes or no? Is that your response?

CALLER: They're not soliciting for sex.

GLENN: Is that the response to your daughter, Nicky? Answer the question. Is that the response to your daughter, yes or no? Don't worry about it, honey; they weren't soliciting you for sex. It's their business if they want to have sex in there. Just do your business. Yes or no, that's what you say to your daughter?

CALLER: Yes, yes.

GLENN: You're a liar.

CALLER: No.

GLENN: You are a liar, Nicky.

CALLER: No.

GLENN: You are either that or you're a really bad parent.

CALLER: That's your opinion.

GLENN: Yes, it is. You're a really bad parent if you would send your 15-year-old into a room, in today's world, with everything that's going on. You let me ask you this. Let's see if you're also a sexist. If your 13-year-old son went into this rest room and there were two guys having sex and the -- your son comes out and says, there were two guys having sex in there, Mom, and then another guy looked through the door, made eye contact with me, then slid his foot underneath the door, reached his hand and tried to cop a feel at me, reached his hand out. Oh, my gosh, you then say to your 13-year-old son, nothing to worry about; they weren't soliciting you for sex. And if they want to have sex in that public bathroom, that's okay. Is that what you say to your son? Yes or no, Nicky?

CALLER: Yes.

GLENN: Oh, my gosh. Child molesters. Nicky, where are you from again? Bangor, Maine? You got yourself a parent that will close their eyes in Bangor, Maine. You know, sometimes all you have to do is provide people with rope. Here's the number. 888-727-BECK.

(OUT 10:45)

GLENN: Should we go back to Bangor, Maine and April? April, you're on the Glenn Beck, program.

CALLER: Hi, Glenn. I am absolutely appalled by Nicky.

GLENN: Yeah.

CALLER: I'm a home school mom and I live in the greater Bangor area and she's the kind of -- she's the reason why I guard my children like I do.

GLENN: You know what? Let Nicky be a lesson to all of us. That's exactly right.

CALLER: Right.

GLENN: There are just so -- you know what, there's a couple of things. First of all, I believe Nicky is the kind of person that if that actually happened to her daughter or son, she would be the first one that would go to the police, she would be the first one that would not -- that wouldn't stop at the police. She would be going to the airline and the airport and to an attorney and she would be suing these people for creating this kind of atmosphere and subjecting her son or daughter to that kind of nonsense in a bathroom.

CALLER: I agree. I agree 100%.

GLENN: Exactly right. Thanks, April. I want to play just this last question because this makes the quintessential point on why we're in the position that we're in. Listen to this and then I want to make a point. This is the last thing I said to her: If your 13-year-old son went into this rest room and there were two guys having sex and the -- your son comes out and says there were two guys having sex in there, Mom, and then another guy looked through the door, made eye contact with me, then slid his foot underneath the door, reached his hand and tried to cop a feel at me, reached his hand out, oh, my gosh, you then say to your 13-year-old son, nothing to worry about; they weren't soliciting you for sex and if they want to have sex in that public bathroom, that's okay. Is that what you say to your son? Yes or no, Nicky?

CALLER: Yes.

GLENN: Let me tell you something. She's lying here, either that or she's the dumbest person I've ever met. She's lying here and this is the quintessential problem with America. The problem with America today, and you can look at it from the Democrats or the Republicans, you can look at it all across the board at every level, in corporations, in families. People need their answer to be right. There is no room for, you've got to be right, you can't be wrong and so you will stick to that answer no matter how incredibly stupid and asinine it really is because your side has to be right. I made this point; I'm dying on that sword. Nicky, what a stupid sword to die on. We have got to start using our brains and when we start to see, "Oh, wait a minute, my answer is not right," you need to be able to stop and say, gosh, I'm sorry. Wow, I need to reconsider. I guess I was wrong here.

END TRANSCRIPT

What the bleep do we (k)now?

I have not been able to get to sleep till the wee hours. This morning I had difficulties getting up – not sure why since I got an abundant 3 hour sleep (grrr).

Vinnie learned recently how to use our espresso machine and this morning when I finally managed to crawl out of bed there was a little cup of freshly made ‘caffe’’ waiting for me. Awwww! It didn’t end there. As he hands me the cup he says to me: mamma, you want to just have a relaxing day today?

THANK YOU GOD;) Someone up there really does love me;)

We have been going non-stop for a while and having a lazy day seemed the best option and I accepted the offer before he could change his mind and ask me to get the bikes. After a brief stop at my moms to help her with some papers Vinnie and I headed to the library and then the grocery store.

Once home (16:00) Vinnie retired in his room for a bit; I left on as little clothes as possible because I’m such an exhibitionist and then headed to the patio holding my new book “Feynman’s Rainbow”. I have a book on hold that has been recommended several times in the past and as recently as just a few days ago and it makes perfect sense that when I finally decided to get it the library has no copies of it. So while I’m waiting for “state of Fear” I find myself taken by the views of life AND physics. Contrary of what you might think the book is not primarily about the fundamental laws of nature or quantum mechanics or electrons – if it was I wouldn’t be reading it. The discovery of uncertaininty. Physics is a bitch!

No, the book has a different kind of magic, a journey of the heart and mind.

Immersed in my reading I am suddenly distracted by the noise of the patio door sliding open only to see Vinnie appearing and armed of his own reading material: two Simpsons’ comic books.

We both sat outside in silence and read for over an hour. UNA FAVOLA.

and I read: “So spoke an honest man, the outstanding intuitionist of our age and a prime example of what may lie in store for anyone who dares to follow the beat of a different drum.”

BRILLIANT.


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A total eclipse of the brain

Well, if you happened to have missed the lunar eclipse yesterday (or if you're one of the retards who stayed up today, Wednesday, because you heard it was happening THIS morning) you can see it by clicking the link below:

http://www.azcentral.com/12news/news/articles/082807moon-CR.html

OOOooooooOOOOooooo, 'God' must've been laughing very hard UP there as he's watching me coming in and out of my deck staring at the moon with a vacant look. That's not funny! Somebody hit me now.

Joie de vivre

when your day starts with: 'good morning beautiful mamma!' and then follows by a sweet soft kiss on your cheek you're bound to have a pretty good day:)

I Love this song.....

Strawberry Fields Forever

As I was driving into work this morning I got stuck behind this car all the way through Shelbourne. The whole time I noticed that the woman driving in front of me kept playing with her hair. Twisting it “constantly”. Then she’d switch it up and use her right hand. It drove me nuts. Finally when I couldn’t take it anymore I pulled some of my “Marianna Andretti” skills and I able to pass her, ONLY to find her behind me a few minutes later….still playing with her hair. Arrgh.

What struck me a little later was “why was I so irritated by the woman’s obsession with her hair?” Now I’m not a judgemental woman but even I can find people irritating on occasion.

And that’s how wars start. I mean seriously people, if you thought that all the animosity and blood shedding is over a piece of land, some oil and/or Allah you are sadly mistaken.

Perhaps the key is to do as John Lennon did. Spark up a doobie and Imagine what it would be like if we give peace a chance and admit that all we need is love. Speaking of green I have recently heard at a lunch gathering that smoking Salvia (Latin for Sage) is what the kids do these days. These may be some of the effect to smoking/chewing sage:
• Uncontrollable laughter.
• Past memories, such as revisiting places from childhood memory.
• Sensations of motion, or being pulled or twisted by forces.
• Visions of membranes, films and various two-dimensional surfaces.
• Merging with or becoming objects (for example a Ferris wheel).
• Overlapping realities, such as the perception of being in several locations at once.

Ok, I have to say that all of those things happen to me without the injecting, smoking or chewing of any kind of herb.

A survey of Salvia users found that 38% described the effects as unique. 23% said the effects were like yoga, meditation or trance.

Did you know that the American Indians mixed sage with bear grease and used it to treat skin sores? Did you know that in the 1800 era of America, that folks used sage to help heal warts, epilepsy, insomnia, and measles? Did you know that in Germany, sage was used to treat sore throats, mouth irritations, and cuts and bruises? Some people believe that it lowers blood sugar.

Wow, makes you wonder what else you have in your house that not only will benefit to your health but also get you high at the same time. Who needs to go out anymore when I can whip up a plate full of greens and then move into the bathroom for a glass or two of mouth wash. Let's get this party started:) Woo hoo. (Yes, I’m a total retard.)

I’d like to talk about what’s been making the headline news lately (besides Britney Spears and Lindsey Lohan – dimwits): Michael Vick. Whom until recently I didn’t even know who he was. You would think that someone with that kind of success, fame and money would find a better way to entertain himself. I don’t expect him to do any kind of jail time or to be put to sleep (isn’t that what they do when Pitt Bulls attack humans?) but facing a $250,000 fine seems reasonable enough though he deserve to be inside the cage with the two Pitt Bulls and see how he likes it. Nonetheless [PETA fans stop reading right now], I still wonder why we keep breeding these type of dogs if they're created solely to attack and kill. Maybe it's because it's us 'humans' who continue teaching these animals to be violent. Maybe we're to blame.

Does anyone remember the cock fighting? When police seized 22 members of the House of Representatives, 12 members of the Senate, and more than 100 fighting cocks?

On a much lighter note, I read an awesome article yesterday as I was browsing The Onion and I encourage anyone who has a minute to read it because it’s very funny. Call it mindless escapism.
http://www.theonion.com/content/opinion/this_gap_sweater_is_fucking

Till next time I suggest you keep your cocks from fighting and your Pitt Bulls from having sex.

BELIEVE IN YOURSELF

I really should stop watching the news! The more I see the news the more I get angry, sad, disgusted and discouraged from humanity.

Recent headlines (on CNN):

A toddler high on ecstasy?
The little girl who’s allegedly two-years old is being fed ecstasy (or some kind of illegal stimulant) and those around her (two adults and six teenagers) are making fun of her, poking her, smacking her and laughing. Apparently this video was posted on youtube and that’s how word got out.

Have most people lost their minds?

Have we all become robots? Sheeps? Have we forgotten how to care about another human life?

This world has real problems that CAN be cured with money and time and devoted scientists...things like AIDS, cancer, malaria, and so much more. If you want to leave this world a better place, spend your money on those problems, not one that you just might end up making worse.

OK, let’s change subject and talk about something else.

There is a famous quote that reads: when you find a friend you find a treasure. That is because treasures are rare and if there is one thing I’ve learned in my 35 years of life is that the only one who will always, always have your back is your family. The ones who may not say “I love you” very often but they sure show it in times of need; the ones that may irritate you the most at times but who will jump in your defense if you are ever under attack; the ones who would never question your integrity or your being because they know you best and stand by you without ever doubting; they are the ones who would not hit you when you’re already down but actually remind you of all the positive that you are and lift you up.

So life is not always easy and we do come across some obstacles but we deal with them and we try to move forward – and we never forget those who held our hands during those times and believed in us – those who speak less and act more.

Ding a ling a ling

To my friend, brother Kasongo whom I miss very much.

I await the day when we can hug each other again.

Love always,
Habibi

Making Memories

I really enjoy writing – hence the reason for having this blog. There is a thin line [in my opinion] between fact and fiction, and the only time we’re able to express ‘that’ is through words as you let your imagination explore the possibilities. The best part of it all is discovering, as life goes on, that you’re still able to dream.

I realize more and more that if you want to live in harmony with yourself and with others you must find a certain balance in your life. That’s not always an easy task of course because let’s face it, “humanly speaking”, most of us, on occasion, feel the urge to hurt something or someone, and it’s mostly stupid people! I am no Einstein, but when I do catch myself in the net of stupidity I do punch myself.

These past few weeks have been very pleasant and incredibly busy – I’ve been around a lot of happiness with some of my favourite people – some new, some old. I’ve met some incredibly interesting folks that I’ve been lucky to be spending time with. In one-way or another, I find there is always someone who can enrich your life. As humans, and being the most imperfect creatures on the planet, we often make mistakes (some bigger than others). We sometimes turn left when it’s clearly pointing right; we often see black when it’s obviously white (ha, that rimes!); but all in all we are having the ride of a lifetime (clearly) so we might as well try to steer ourselves where we can and not forget to put on our seatbelt where we can’t.

I often remind myself how quickly things can change and that each time I breath I should try and pretend that it’s as if I’m taking a sip of the most wonderful-fine-glass of Port, and as I let it dance inside my mouth it seduces my taste buds – feel the wave of pleasure and fulfillment as it goes down my throat, through my body and into my stomach.

Although I try very hard not to complain about daily “glitches” I do complain of lack of time more times than not. I find that my life often tends to be hectic and I don’t know why that is. When did life get so busy? I certainly enjoy it but at times I find myself running after time and always being a step behind. I never was very good at running;)

Of course I do eventually catch up (on occasion) and when I finally do I treat myself pretty sweetly and work very hard at restoring all my physical and spiritual needs. I think that the only way to keep sane in this insane planet of ours is to occasionally spend time with you – alone.

Every woman is a goddess.

I read a short poem recently and it read:

I thought I felt you
Early this morning
A whisper of a touch
Still lingers
A quickened heart beat
Still echoes
And sheen of dew on my lips
Still dampens
The taste of my day

Was it you?

I LOVE IT. That is awesome. I love poetry!

Accidentally I read my horoscope on the Onion a couple of days ago and it read:
Taurus - “Because of your unhealthy relationship with public transportation, counselors will spend months trying to convince you that the bus does not hit you because it loves you.”

I just find that to be pretty funny specifically because in all its absurdity I found some truth:)

Well, we have finally said our goodbyes to Tony and the rest of the Sopranos family. The final episode last Sunday certainly was bitter sweet, but in the end, I personally thought it was brilliant. I will really miss Silvio and Paulie, Carmela and Phil, and of course Dr. Melfi. Thank you Mr. Chase. Salute!

Hmm, I wonder how Paris is doing…


Open Your Eyes To The Beauty Around You, Open Your Mind To The Wonders Of Life, Open Your Heart To Those Who Love You, And Always Be True To Yourself.

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Again I ask myself how anyone is able to blog regularly! Then again others are likely to have much more interesting stories to tell than mine, although admittedly that would depend on the reader.

I begin with commenting on Chris Daughtry and his new hit called ‘it’s not over’ as I absolutely love this song. I like the lyrics of it and ‘his’ voice is happiness to my ears. Without mentioning the fact that I had the hots for Daugthry since his first appearance on American Idol I can confidently say that most women would agree with me that this man is absolute eye candy. Who said only men are visual!

On other topics…. does anyone ever wonder why “we” humans often choose to complicate life anymore than it already is? I’m not saying everyone lives like that but generally speaking the majority of people seem to apply that rule more often than not. Would it not be better and healthier for the whole planet if we could just try to be a little more ingenuous? Simplicity and innocence can sometime be a blessing. Personally I try to indulge on occasion, specifically because I find life to be a little sweeter that way and it works magnificently on mine.

One of my thoughts tonight as I rinsed my face was that in many ways I can be perceived as a slightly dysfunctional woman as I can occasionally be all over the place, disorganized, impulsive, and with no knowledge whatsoever over the use of filtering my thoughts before verbalizing them. I was also realizing that as a 34-year-old divorced-single-mom-babe raising an awesome seven-year-old boy, I am in fact, having the time of my life. Ok, not everyone has to agree with the “babe” description but this is MY blog and I can write whatever I want to!

Where was I? Oh yeah 34 year old babe raising an awesome boy:)

I may not be rich and not everything in my life is quite where I want it to be but I certainly consider myself a very lucky and overall happy woman. Clearly there is always room for improvements but at this very time I feel very blessed with my assigned seat on this ride we call life. I am convinced that we have the power to edit our own destiny but I’m also of the opinion that if you believe in a more spiritual sense you will also agree that perhaps a “written script” for you is already in place – you’re not necessarily the primary Writer if you will. Ah, I can already picture those who would argue with me on this, and I would be more than happy to debate my point.

If life were a painting right now I’d be looking at beautiful mimosa trees next to sparkling seas, quaint little outdoor cafes where soft, sweet music flows through the streets like a part of the very air you breathe. Starry nights filled with a familiar and transporting aroma making passionate history. And of course I’d be shining right in the middle of the painting, wearing a nice satin-white floating sun dress holding my earthy-brown sandals, and my long golden-brown hair would be flowing freely in front of my face blocking my view. Imminently I would walk into a pole, hit my nose and start bleeding all over my nice floating satin-white dress….
He he, totally ruined the painting didn’t I? I guess my poetry angle needs a little work;)

Speaking of poetry, I have to comment on the current Sopranos’ episodes. I can pleasantly admit that I am enjoying this last season very much so far, which is unlike last year's season as I was disappointed with how things went on. So far each episode has been very satisfying and it’s left me looking forward to the next episode every time. Now that’s some good writing Mr. Chase.

A few days ago on my way driving to work the song “It’s raining men” by The Weather Girls came on the radio and I quickly turned up the volume and started smiling. I believe the lyrics were oriented to “empower women” and this tune is audibly catchy and up-beat which make you want to run out of your car and enthusiastically start dancing in the middle of traffic while rain drops fall heavily on your face, hair, clothes… Until the cops show up and arrest me for indecent exposure and disturbance of the peace. Ha ha.

The important lesson in each one of our moments/days [the way I see it] is that we must remember to create a little happiness on our own and not expect others to do it for us, no matter how things are in actuality we should always be able to capture the positive and savour it without thinking too far ahead. I believe I’m doing just that, and it’s working ‘for me’ deliciously, at least for now.

What can I say, the ingenuous in me is able to often override the cynic and it allows me to continue to believe (and hope) that this planet of ours can improve - if only we tried, there could be more harmony. Never say never - I know that for a fact.