Mix and Match 2

February 5, 2006 at 11:33 pm (Uncategorized)

Dear Followers of Islam: Congratulations on showing the world what non-violent, peace-loving, diplomatic individuals you are. For those Muslims who do not condone the violence, speak up before your brethren ruin your name before all of the world. Not that the Taliban and bin Laden haven’t done enough of that already.

I’m not saying I condone blasphemous cartoons or caricatures of any religion, and I can understand your ire, but, that’s what Courts are for. Using violence to get your message across only gives us the message your violent thugs instead of thoughtful, intelligent people capable of putting two words together. “Jihad” for the record, is one word. Two syllables, one word, doesn’t count.

Its no wonder the Danes started this. Maybe this is the way the world really gets to see what Muslims are all about. Newsflash: I stopped listening when you started throwing rocks, breaking police barricades, and burning embassies.

And if you think its bad being Muslim, you should have tried being Catholic in the U.S. when the whole priest/child molestation thing was going on. Yeah, I saw some pretty rank cartoons at that time. Some that even made an old pagan like me blush.

I read on CNN that you were told the Danes were trying to re-write the Quran too. Ya’ll believe that shit? Maybe you should try reading a real newspaper instead of that propaganda they shove down your throat. Oh, that’s right, you’re not allowed because its not Islamic approved, which is probably the reason those other Muslims MOVED TO ANOTHER FREE COUNTRY.

Here’s a thought. . . if you live in a free country, meaning freedom of the press and freedom of religion, then take what comes with it: You’re just like everybody else. Your religion, your politics, and your lives are just as open to ridicule as the rest of us are, regardless of some notion somewhere that Muslims and the Quran are above all that and somehow are special. Take all the offense you want. Maybe I take offense to MGM making “The Wizard of Oz” but you don’t see me burning down their studios.

Take it to the Courts, take it to the U.N. and let Kofi pat you on the head, but remember, those caricatures may be forbidden under Islamic laws, but the Danes and Norwegians don’t live under Islamic law, jerkwads, and if you don’t like it, then go somewhere where your gentle constitutions will not be upset by brash Western thought.

Ya’ll done pissed me off and I’m tired of your bellyaching. Maybe its because I’m not Muslim and I don’t understand how you can condone this, maybe I don’t know enough about your religion, but you sure as fuck aren’t giving me any reason to find out. Piss. Off.


We got one for the thumb!! WOOT!! GO STEELERS!!


I got this great idea about a short story!!! Then I started research on the Roma people and found they are still one of the most discriminated against populace in the world. It made me very sad because my family are thought to be descended from the Roma. I would have to have a DNA test to prove it, which I’m seriously considering as part of the Melungeon DNA project. Regardless, it still made me very sad and a bit angry. Can anyway say “screenplay” instead?

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Mix and Match

February 3, 2006 at 11:25 am (Uncategorized)

Nate was really getting on my nerves last night. I told him I was PMSing and it was in his best interest not to piss off the Mommy. He didn’t understand the term “PMSing” so I very rant-like reminded him of the birds and bees and hormones and periods.

His response, “Well, could you just have your period at work instead of here?”



Babies, babies, babies!!! T-Bird’s sister had her baby by C-section on Tuesday. A boy named Alijah, weighing 7 lbs. 3 oz. And Mrs. Mogul had her baby, a boy weighing 7 lbs. 5 oz. yesterday. Go wish Mr. and Mrs. Mogul congratulations on their bundle of joy! It may be the first time that Blogger thoughts and wishes have put someone in labor. Hey, she asked for it.

Today is my co-worker Sissy’s last day. She’s going on maternity leave. Her baby, also a boy, is due the 20th of March but I’d bet money she goes much earlier. I think their due date is really off. She’s having a lot of swelling and she concerned about pre-eclampsia. Sadly, I’m pretty sure I won’t be here when she gets back.


I’ve been attempting to delete, copy, save, send, and otherwise back up my personal files from my work computer. Do you know how many personal files I have? Almost six years worth. I’ve decided I just need to make sure I have “Rainy Day,” “Higher House,” “Chrysalis,” “Coin,” “Hunting Season,” my resumes and cover letters and I’ll be okay. Those will be sent via e-mail, plus saved on disc.


Its Superbowl weekend!! I’ll miss the first 15 minutes by picking up Nate but maybe I’ll get to see opening kick-off at Jeff’s. Then again, maybe I’ll just tell him I’m going to pick him up a few minutes early so the game won’t be interrupted. Oh, yeah, good idea!

Naturally also, since Nate won’t be here, its going to be a crappy, rainy, snowy weekend! So, the outside of my house will continue to look like crap!! How does all this stuff get in my yard??? Hopefully, I will get the inside cleaned up. I want to make some of my delish meatballs and weenies for the game. The best meatballs I ever made were a few years ago at New Year’s. Half a dozen ingredients, roll the out, bake them, then put them in a crock pot with barbeque concoction… YUM!!!


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Stand Down

February 2, 2006 at 9:17 am (Uncategorized)

Phil saw his shadow. I think in WV, we’re all living under a shadow as two more miners were killed yesterday in two separate incidences. There was a third incident which did not have any fatalities.

These two accidents were in the county I grew up in, within a few miles of the homestead located on Rt. 3. Black Castle Mine is located on Rt. 3 and the tipple stretches out from one side of the road to the other. My grandparents lived in Drawdy, so I saw a lot of Black Castle or whatever name it went by that week.

My neighbors work in those mines, my cousin, and two friends. One works at Black Castle on the 6 p to 4 a shift, so he wasn’t there when the accident happened. (Black Castle is a surface mine, by the way)

If you would like to see where Nanner grew up, you an go here and on the left hand side there is a list of featured videos. The one entitled “Mine Stand Down” has about 10 minutes of news commentary with a lot of shots of Boone County.

When they showed the shot at the Peytona Church, I was thankful they spelled all of the words on the board right, even though its not grammatically correct. That’s just me. I don’t want my home state, much less my home county, looking bad on national news. I haven’t been in that area for almost two years. Since my grandfather’s death, I haven’t had much of a reason to travel that particular stretch of highway and I was just amazed at the changes the surface mining has made to that area.

But that’s a rant for another day.

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February 1, 2006 at 11:01 am (Uncategorized)

I met a very nice lady at karate last night. Her son is in Nate’s class and she has a really cute younger son. I’m not sure how we even started talking but she told me her son is also ADHD and we talked about our frustrations with the school system and our children, people in general. Her younger son is three and she said he is completely different than her older son.

Her name is Yuki and based on her accent, was not born in the U.S. I hate to say it, but while listening to her talk and wondering what Asian country she comes from, I was hoping it was Vietnam, since I love clay pot fish so much.

I love accents and I love trying to figure out where people are from. Often, and I’ve been told I do this when I speak German, you can tell where someone is from by listening to the inflections on how they speak English. You still carry the traits of your native tongue, especially inflections and tone. Although I’m not a linguist, I recognized the inflections of an Asian language in Yuki’s English. (I hear that as a sharp, high, very clipped tone, whereas I recognize a German accent more due to the word order inversion, plus I hear it a lot. There’s just a certain cadence as well, a certain flow of the words.)

Plus, I’m a nosy bitch. I like hearing the stories of how they came to live in the U.S. and what it was like in their country and if they ever visit and if they have family there, what they miss, what the food’s like, just anything and everything, especially if they have a clay pot with fish in it.

I think its also an interesting phenomena about the facial characteristics that we totally miss about people outside our own race. Yet, when I stop to think, I compare the facial characteristics of my friend May, who is Japanese, versus my friend So-ok, who is Chinese and can definitely see the unique area of Asia in their faces. So-ok’s face is more round and broad, whereas May’s is more delicate. Mitzco, also Japanese, has the same characteristics of May.

I can see the similarities between Jethro and my friend, Raj. Jethro’s family is from Vietnam and Raj’s family is from Thailand. Similarities yes, but also subtle differences. Like the difference between the former Eastern bloc countries and Western countries, even of the same country, even of the same race, like Germany.

Maybe its even the same among the multitude of African and Middle Eastern nations. When I think about it, I can definitely see the similarities and differences between Syrians, Lebanese, and Iranian individuals, those being the only three Middle Eastern individuals I’m acquainted with and know for sure where they’re from. (Oddly enough, as for inflection in their English, the Syrian, who also speaks Arabic, and the Lebanese, who does not, but whose parents are from Lebanon, have very similar inflections and cadence. The Iranian immigrated to Greece first, then to the U.S. and she has a completely different speech pattern.)

I know facial characteristics are a way to classify and used to justify discrimination. But they also paint a portrait of uniqueness that goes beyond race. Facial characteristics are our heritage, our history, and family traits. Faces are fascinating. Look at some faces (and listen to some voices) today.

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