Shipwrecked & Comatose

Sometimes Facebook statuses make me just want to scream with rage. There has been a run lately of statuses from various friends saying things like, "I'm so glad certain states require drug testing for welfare recipients," or "I don't want those lazy, unemployed people living off my taxes."  Yeah, the world is filled with filthy parasites living the good life off your tax dollars.  "Even though I probably don't know any of these people I'm accusing of sponging off of me, I know they don't deserve anything!" Should a child go hungry due to the sins of its parents?  Is it the fault of an innocent child that its parents have a drug problem*, or have questionable immigration status (and remember a child born in this country is a citizen and has full rights to access to government services)?  Children can't work.  They can't really manage money.  All they can do is depend on their parents.  Yet these parents are being punished and...

I did say I wanted to try to post one blog a week here on S&C.  Since I was on vacation, it's all I currently have to blog about! The only unpleasant part of going to Chincoteague is that I eventually have to leave it.  When we're there, it feels as if we never left.  When we're home, it feels as if we were never there.  We are back in the real world though, so it's time to bore whatever readers I have with my adventures. Day 1 - We left Sunday morning at 6:39 AM.  That's the earliest we ever left.  It was a wise idea.  There was almost no traffic.  We made it to the Delaware Memorial Bridge in two hours.  That was the easy part.  The trek through Delaware is always the longest leg (how can a state so small feel so endless?) but we really made excellent time.  Lack of traffic helped, but Kevin also drove like a madman.  He is always such a careful driver, but he really booked it down the Jersey Turnpike!...

(Per my desire to make sure I have one blog post every week) Last night I was watching a past Dr. Who episode on Netflix (wonder what we'll be doing with that service in the near future), and I started to geek out to the extreme. I thought of all of the times and places the Doctor visits.  I considered that maybe he should visit some already existing fantasy universes. The Doctor goes up against Darth Vader. The Doctor confronts Q. The Doctor tells off Zaphod Beeblebrox.  Daleks vs. Cylons. If just thinking about this wasn't geeky enough, I considered the large amounts of crossover fanfiction I could write.  Oh the slash potential!!! I could say I need a hobby, but I have hobbies.  I think my brain just needs to be restrained sometimes.  It goes places brains should never go. ********************************************************* It seems that only is the US are shorts considered socially acceptable streetwear for adults.  Even in th...

I never want to serve on a jury.  It's not that I'm one of those people who just doesn't want to be bothered.  In fact, I understand it's my duty and it's an important task to perform.  I believe in the system.  I would never tell deliberate lies to get out of jury duty.  I still don't want to serve on a jury. I don't want to serve on a jury because I can't stand the idea of someone's fate being in my hands that way.  I don't want to be responsible for an innocent person being locked away (or even killed) or a guilty person going free due to lack of evidence.  The idea that I could be responsible terrifies me. The jury in the Casey Anthony trial did what they were supposed to do.  They looked at the evidence and saw that it was insufficient for conviction.  The problem is that everyone "knows" she did it.  (I heard a funny joke from Michael Moore this morning saying that the jury was unnecessary since Nancy Grace convicted Anthony w...

Okay.  That was a bit dramatic.  It's hardly the end of an era, especially considering the "era" is only a year.  In any case, after a year of working part time in the Global Insight NYC office for "training" I'm being kicked out. When I first started working in NY, there was plenty of space left in the office for me to work.  Then IHS made yet another acquisition and they condensed the folks from the newly-acquired company and the Global Insight folks into one office. I was sharing the one open desk with another Herold employee who lives in NYC and simply wanted to work there for convenience.  We alternated days.  Now they hired a new full time sales person in Global Insight, so I have to give up the desk.  I'm back in Norwalk in the Herold office every day soon as is my other Herold coworker.  Tomorrow will be my last day in NY.  I have mixed feelings about the whole thing.  Much of it is work related of course.  Even after ...

Now that Weiner has resigned and the various weiner jokes have died down (too bad - they made me giggle like the 12-year-old school girl I am), it's time for me to examine this whole situation with a little  perspective. Americans are so strange when it comes to what we demand from our politicians.  We want them to be "just like us".  They can't be too intelligent, or too rich, or too successful, or too well-educated.  They have to be as normal as possible. Yet when it comes to the moral character of our politicians, we demand so much more from them.  They must be above reproach in every way.  They have to prove over and over again that they are practicing Christians* who go to church every Sunday without fail.  They can't show any sign of weakness of character.  They must be paragons of virtue to all of us.  I don't see why that is.  Why do we care more about a politician's sex life, which is none of our business, but don't want h...

Backin the early days of blogging my blog would always be full of random thoughts and observations. Sometimes I miss those prolific days.  So today I present to you a compilation of some of the dumb stuff that's been on my mind lately. The Paradox of Men I'll never understand why some situations bother guys and others don't. Brown ring in the toilet and yellow stains on the rim?  No problem! Inch-thick layer of dust on the furniture?  What dust? Mildew all over the ceiling?  It's a garden! A pair of stockings hanging out to dry in the shower?  EW YUCK!  HORRIBLE!  TAKE IT AWAY NOW! Pet Food Am I the only one scratching her head at these commercials for seemingly "gourmet" pet food? They're always showing these beautiful cuts of meat and fresh vegetables (odd considering cats and dogs are mostly carnivorous).  We're talking about animals who will eat garbage, rodents, feces, and vomit.  Cats are gross.  Dogs are even g...