Monday, September 1, 2008

* is speechless*






Intuition is a mofo. I knew something was going to happen, I knew it, all damned day! I woke up feeling that maybe I needed to head back to campus and I didn't listen; I wish I had. All I can do is thank God I didn't kill anyone. Don't get me wrong, I'm so angry at myself I can't think straight, but I'm still second and third guessing myself. Let me explain, anger is not something I always deal with well, and under the circumstances it's probably for the best that I didn't flip because apparently I wouldn't have been able to get out of jail until tonight. I know that it's good no one was hurt but at the same time, I'm livid with myself for allowing myself to be so thoroughly disrespected, and not really saying anything to defend myself. I just let it happen and as it went from bad to worse, I let it keep happening. In retrospect I tried to get out of there before it got too bad, I know I did because I told my friend that I wasn't feeling well and we needed to go. Did she listen? No, so I'm kind of upset with her as well; she didn't say anything, she just watched. I think I may need to re-examine that friendship. I was warned ahead of time to behave and I didn't just behave, I pretty much kept my mouth shut, which is not in my nature. Why I agreed to this I will never know, but rest assured the shit isn't happening again, I give as good as I get, that's just me and the fact that I was expected to just let some sorry as dudes that don't know me talk to me any type of way and not say anything back was wrong on her part. It was even more wrong when these bastards took it upon themselves to touch me and later put a very private part of his anatomy on me and I was just supposed to keep my mouth shut and she didn't say anything? WTF? I'm not blaming it all on her because I should have insisted we leave, right around the time they started discussing a fucking gang bang. I should have insisted we leave before that when I started to get angry, about the way I was being spoken to. But I did not and that's my fault. I didn't say too much of anything because every time I was about to, she'd catch my eye, silently reminding me that I was supposed to behave. Well, fuck that. From now on that shit isn't flying if you can't handle it, then fuck you, don't talk to me. I decided a very long time ago that I was done taking people's shit, and no man was going to just disrespect me or talk down to me in any way, let alone touch me without my permission. So now I'm pissed at myself for forgetting that, I guess I was right about stupidity being contagious, because I must have been contaminated, and I'm just realizing it now. No worries, though, the shit will not happen again, and trust that if it does there will be no conversation, I have no problem slicing off whatever is invading my personal boundaries. So, if you see on the news where some lady pulled a Lorena Bobbit, yeah that's me, I did the shit, and I'll make sure to smile for my mugshot.

Sunday, August 24, 2008

It's not just "OUR People"

I saw something on the Internet last week that made me throw up in my mouth a little. Rather than continue from there I will provide you with the article. I apologize for the lack of photos, but I'm actually quite disturbed by the images and I don't want to see my dinner again, I will however include links so you can witness the complete and utter wrongness for yourself. (*Also, I'd like to give myself a big pat on the back for copying the text with my eyes unfocused so I wouldn't have to look at the pictures... YAY Me!)

Puerto Rico corpse kept upright for 3-day wake


SAN JUAN, Puerto Rico (AP) — A Puerto Rican man has been granted his wish to remain standing — even in death.

A funeral home used a special embalming treatment to keep the corpse of 24-year-old Angel Pantoja Medina standing upright for his three-day wake.

Dressed in a Yankees baseball cap and sunglasses, Pantoja was mourned by relatives while propped upright in his mother's living room.

His brother Carlos told the El Nuevo Dia newspaper the victim had long said he wanted to be upright for his own wake: "He wanted to be happy, standing."

The owner of the Marin Funeral Home, Damaris Marin, told The Associated Press the mother asked him to fulfill her dead son's last wish.

Pantoja was found dead Friday underneath a bridge in San Juan and buried Monday. Police are investigating.
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Now then, as I said it's not just black people doing bizarre and ridiculous shit, apparently our brown brothers and sisters have lost their damned minds as well. Good to know. I'm guessing it's just as cold in PR as it is "in duh D." But the real question is how, at 24, are you knowingly living a lifestyle where it's a really good chance that you will die at such a young age? So much so, that you notify your family ahead of time that in the event of your untimely demise, you'd like to scare the shit out of the kids in your family and be posted up in the corner of your mom's crib in sunglasses and a hat, dead.

We all have family members who do things they probably ought not do, and I'll admit losing them is still hard because we love them but this is just crazy. I'm an adult and would not be in the same room with a standing dead guy, let alone allow my daughter to bear witness to such a thing. Not "no" but "HELL NO!" I'm not knocking the family for carrying out his last wishes but couldn't they have just had a cardboard cut out made and let that be "him standing up?" In a way they are glorifying the lifestyle he led by having done this, the hat, the sunglasses, the pose the whole setup, is probably the reason he's gone at 24 to begin with. Keeping it hood, being gangsta, whatever the hell you call it, it's still a wasted life, and why honor him in such a way? If anything he should be used as an example of how you don't want to live, to these kids that think it's so cool to carry guns, and sell drugs, or whatever.

This guy was 24 years old and he's not here anymore, aside from the morality factor, it's just dammit creepy. The kids who were there should have been traumatized, hell I'm pushing 30 and I'M traumatized. If the children were not disturbed by the image of their dead primo chillin in the corner, then the family really needs to wake up because there will be more wakes far too soon in their near future.

Sunday, August 17, 2008

Time to Head Back

Hola todos!
In a little less that 48 hours I will be heading back to my Southern Baptist university. I'm not sure how I feel about that. I'm glad to be getting out of my hellacious home town, but at the same time I'm going to miss my family (and my cat.)It gets kind of lonely, I mean most (if not all) of the people I come in contact with living on campus are so much younger and so much more serious about religion than I am. I chose this school based on my major, and once I got there I fell in love with it. I've been to several different schools and none of them compare to the one I'm at now. The people are genuinely nice and the instructors are interesting and insightful. The campus is small enough that I have met most of the people I see in passing.
The only downside is that I'm faced with yet another semster without a car (thanks to the Van situation)which means I'm not going to be able to work the way I need to in order to buy a car. I'm not nearly as apprehensive as I was in January but I'm still a little worried. Ready or not it's time to go. I feel like I'll never be done doing laundry, I lost weight so I got to shop through my old clothes, that I saved when I gained the weight, because I knew it would be coming off again. I almost don't want to save the bigger clothes because I'm determined to keep it off this time, but the practical person who lives in my head is forcing me to keep all of this stuff, "just in case." Wish me luck as I journey back into the world of the BibleThumpers and JesusFreaks (I say this in jest), hopefully it'll go better this time than it did last semester.

Saturday, August 9, 2008

Bye Bye Bernie... you'll be missed

Today is a sad day. Not just because I got screwed by the mechanic. The world just isn't as funny as it used to be. Let me explain, I'm one of those people who are picky about everything, shoes, men, makeup, my hair, people, movies, books. I'm just picky. So it should come as no suprise that I'm picky about my comedy as well, I love Richard Pryor, and Redd Foxx, I also loved Eddie Murphy( the previous incarnation not the kiddie movie king), and those Blue Collar Comedy guys. This year we lost one of the greats, in George Carlin and now we've lost Bernie Mac. I loved his stuff, he talked about things that while were not particularly nice were converesly very real. I'm the type of person who likes to laugh and stuff that was funny ten or even twenty years ago, still cracks me up today. So the Kings of Comedy is one of my favorites, I laugh until my stomach hurts, and at odd random moments some of the jokes pop in to my head and I laugh some more. The thing about Bernie Mac was how expresive his eyes and facial manipulations were, I mean yeah the stuff he said was funny but making his eyes bug or the disgust he could show just by moving his eyebrows is what got me. So I'll say a prayer for his soul to have reached heaven safely and hope that the angels have something similar to a potty mouth jar; between him and George Carlin the language up there will be decidedly different from their usual fare. Bye, Bye Bernie, have fun telling Jesus dirty jokes. I leave you with my favorite of Bernie's bits- Send the kids out of the room or slip on your ear buds... you already know what it is with Bernie.

The Van Saga: A Tragedy in 4 Acts

So the back story is that I had my engine go bad on my van, it was taken to someone other than the person I usually dealt with when I had car trouble. The guy sabotaged it, He drained the transmission fluid and then when it was checked by a relative I went out and bought transmission fluid but he didn't put it in there, letting me think he had, in short the transmission went out AGAIN! I had recently had it replaced. So now I need an engine and a transmission. Needless to say I was pissed, so I took it to the guy who I usually use. The whole time we'd been doing business he'd tell me how many people wanted to buy the van, so when I took it to him this last time and didn't have the money to get it fixed, I asked him if people had still been asking about buying it and told him that he could sell it provided he found me a car. That was well over a year ago.

In this time I got accapted to the school of my choice and the whole time I had been calling him checking to see if he'd found me a car yet. This went into overdrive once I found out I would be leaving in January. I called him so often I got tired of the sound of my own voice. In the end he never found anything which meant I didn't have any transportation back here from school, so I signed the title over to him in case he did find a buyer and I wasn't able to make it the 200 plus miles home to sign it over.

I made several trips home and on each trip I'd call him and he'd give me some bs about how he had a car and he was just waiting for a part to come in. Always call me back Monday(Tues. etc) And when I'd call it still hadn't come in.

So naturally when I came home on summer break and had a job it became more important for me to have transportation. Finally, he offers to give me - the van back=provided I pay him the cost of repairs. It's been over a year and in that time someone ELSE has been driving the damned thing. He would've had his money had he stuck to the plan and now I'm supposed to pay him because he didn't? So I got angry, decided to take his sorry ass to small claims court but a piece of advice led me to call him and make him an offer.

My proposal was simple pay me $500 and he could do a rain dance around it after setting it on fire for all I cared. I had found a car that didn't cost much more than that. He agreed, said he'd get the money to me this week- I was supposed to go get the car TODAY! I called him Tuesday he said to call him the next day so I did and he gives me some bs about waiting for some ARMY guy to pay him for a job who should've been coming in that afternoon- call him in the morning. I work 9-5 so I told him that my mother would be picking up the money to make sure it got in the bank before 5:30 when they closed. I wasn't able to get on the phone until after lunch so I called my Mom and gave her his number for her to call him. He told her he was waiting on some lady to bring him the money and he'd call her when she did. And he promptly stopped answering the phone. I left several messages and he doesn't call back, I even tried calling early this morning- no dice.
All this has done is piss me off to no end and I'm really out of ideas. I've sent emails to two of the news stations and I'm considering sending a few to the paper. At this point I'm ready to make a sign and stand out at his place of business, talking to everyone who comes in about how he ripped me off. I wish it was legal to torture him until he gave me what I'm owed. Anyone out there who has any ideas I'm all ears(er eyes... you know what I mean.)

Saturday, July 19, 2008

What the Blue Hell?

How stupid do you have to be to read the warning signs and still manage to get your head cut off? I'm referring to this 17 year old dumbass (I'm sorry speaking ill of the dead is warranted here) who climbed and jumped over 2 fences labeled with warning signs to enter a restricted area only to have his fool head cut off by a ride. And all of this for a hat??? That's the ironic part he went in cause he lost his hat and ended up losing his head in the bargain. And of course the parents want to sue. Because just like the hot coffee incident at McDonald's, how was he supposed to know that going in there was dangerous? Well the two fences should have been a clue, or maybe it was the signs that should have tipped him off.
While his family may grieve and rightly so, I have to wonder how long it'll be before the park's legal office receives a civil suit. This is why I couldn't be a lawyer or a judge, I'd be fired for being insensitive and unnecessarily harsh. Your kid was stupid, at 17 he should have been able to read, and even if he couldn't how long would it take to ask his buddy what the signs said? He had to know the area was off limits because he had to climb not one but two fences to get there.

I was watching some dude fill in for Nancy Grace and apparently his family actually has a case. The words the lawyer consulted use were something to the effect of the fact that he was able to get over the fences into the restricted area meant that changes in the security at the park needed to be made. I have to call bullshit, 17 is old enough to be given the death penalty, it's almost old enough to join the armed forces, it's old enough to understand that the fences were put there for a reason and as the signs stated it was a restricted area and dangerous. I think were I counsel for the park I'd have to suggest counter suing on the basis of stupidity and libel. They defame the character of the park with a lawsuit, and while I know that one of the stages of grief is anger they're angry at the wrong people. Why not sue his little dumbass friend for letting him go in there and even going with him? Reckless endangerment? Depraved indifference? I'll tell you why because he was going in there with or without his friend and there was nothing the boy could do to stop him. He scaled fences and ignored warning signs because he wanted what he wanted when he wanted it and the lesson here is sometimes that can get you killed.

Short of electrified fences, and guards armed with tasers what is the park to do? And the consequences of those two precautions would have gotten them slammed by the media, anyway. I can see the headlines, "Boy shocked while attempting to scale fences and all he wanted was his hat back." "Guards tase boy in park, for attempting to reclaim his property" Whatever! Stupidity is contagious so watch your back, because it's not always visible until you've been exposed.

Thursday, May 15, 2008

WE Need to Do Better!

First there was this little boy who stole his grandmothers vehicle because "it's fun to do bad things." It has been stated that charges will not be filed. Then there was Soulja Girl flipping on the train in ATL. She's bipolar and locked up on a $300 bond. Finally, there was Miss Ghetto Faboulous USA 2008; who decided that prom night was the perfect occasion to show off her new line of stripper wear. She's all over the news complaining that she was treated unfairly. All three of these are examples of why WE as African Americans need to do a better job of supporting and raising our children. They say it takes a village to raise a child, so when will we step up and step in?

We have to be proactive and give thses kids positive role models and set an example worth following. I belive that it starts with family. If you see your little nephew Cornbread is 11 and playing his playstation 24/7 but you know his grades are horrible and he can't tell you what a noun is; step in and ask him about his homework, then step up and help him with it. If you know that your cousin Lil Nay Nay at 3 can "sweep the floor with it" but cannot sing the Alphabet Song, take it upon yourself to teach it to her, and sing it with her every time you see her. Basically, if you see that a child in your family does not have the proper influence it is up to you to provide that influence, take Cornbread to the museum, the bookstore, or volunteer in his classroom, reward him for changing that C to a B. Get Nay Nay a few Dr. Seuss books, some colored blocks, or crayons and a coloring book. Stimulate their minds, show them how much fun and how rewarding learning can be. If you know that their parents are exhausted and don't have time to help them with homework, set aside some time to do so yourself.

If we don't do it who will? Is it the teacher's responsibility to see to it that our children get all of the knowledge they need? We tend to see these things but keep quiet about them, in essence sitting around watching it happen but saying nothing. I know you can't tell other people what to do with their kids but if they see that you are trying to help them, they won't object- unless of course they are determined to be ignorant, in which case, your best bet is to show up in the classroom and help the teacher. The longer we sit in silence the more situations like those mentioned above will continue to occur.

ETA this pretty much sums it up!

Tuesday, May 6, 2008

Define Cruel and Unusual!

ABC News has done a story on the last words of inmates as the stay on all executions by lethal injection has been lifted. So here's my question, why do we keep running hot and cold on this one? The death penalty gets so much flack every few years and I think it's somewhat silly to keep debating over an issue that is a sure fire guarantee that the perps won't re- offend. Is there a such thing as cruel and unusual punishment to a convict who rapes 20 little girls scarring them for the rest of their lives? What is too cruel for a person who erases entire families because they got dumped? How can we justify not punishing to the fullest extent of the law a man who has been creating havoc and despair for upwards of 20 years, destroying one life after another?

There are many things that make me question patriotism and the tendency of Americans to feel sympathy for monsters who deserve none is pretty high on that list. If we are to keep out society an orderly one and not have people reverting to Marshall law; taking the authority from the government and putting it into their own hands, it is required that the government find a satisfactory legal process for dealing with the worst of our element.

"Life" is not a life sentence in most states, (I would be stupid to try to ascertain what a life sentence consists of in every state)

There are also many states where a convict can be
released on parole after a decade or more has passed. For example, sentences of
"15 years to life" or "25 years to life" may be given; this is called an
"indeterminate life sentence", while a sentence of "life without the possibility
of parole" is called a "determinate life sentence". Even when a sentence
specifically denies the possibility of parole, government officials may have the
power to grant
amnesty or reprieves, or commute a sentence to time served.

Taking this into consideration, even repeat offenders can have a sentence that began as life commuted into time served and be released only having served a fraction of the time they were sentenced to, only to go out and offend again that same day. Now do you want these predators walking down the street in your nice suberban neighborhood, maybe offering to mow your lawn for you?

Opponents of the death penalty claim that it is not our place to judge what the life of a human is worth, but I ask if not us then who? Further we take it upon ourselves to sit in judgement of these people in court, how is that different from sentencing them to death and carrying that sentence out? We judge each other every day based upon the simplest characteristics, how can we be afraid to protect ourselves and those around us by ridding the world of someone who refuses to live by the rules of it? The Bible says "an eye for an eye," at the time there was a literal interpretation. We are more enlightened as a people now, but are we better for it? In Middle Eastern countries the punishments for crime are so severe that people are very cautious about breaking the law. Now while there are many other issues occurring in the middle east that are less than worth of modeling, this appears to be working like gang busters.

The only other solution I could get behind would be putting all of these violent, serial criminals on an island together (Survivor-style) and letting them fight it out amongst themselves. Seriously, there are so many unincorporated little patches of sand floating on the ocean, we could buy a few, and start sending them down in parachutes, dropping off food and new inmates every couple of weeks. Eventually we'd have a society of law abiding citizens afraid to commit crimes for fear of being banished to an island with not enough food and no shelter.

It's just a thought.

Friday, April 25, 2008

Day of Silence

Today is the date of the Day of Silence this year it's being held in memory of Lawrence King. King was an 8th grade student who was murdered on February 12th by a classmate due to his sexual preference and or gender identity. It was a senseless tragedy that, sadly, could have been prevented. So many lives are affected when a thing of this nature happens, so many people have to live on knowing they did nothing to prevent this from happening to Lawrence King, I can only hope they are willing to take a stand now and try to help prevent this type of violence from taking another life too soon.

And now it's time for the rant.
My beef is simple: how can a people who have been systematically oppressed and denied basic human rights, see fit to do everything in their power to Jim Crow another oppressed people?
I love to hear our people(black people) say that you cannot compare being gay or trans gendered to being black because the former are decisions rather than conditions that we cannot control. Don't front, I know everyone has at least that one person in the family who you knew was playing for the other team since they were a small child. This begs the question is a 4 or 5 year old capable of making a "choice" that will cause them to be persecuted for the rest of their lives?

To take it further who would "choose" the type of abuse that comes with being gay or trans gendered?

Moving on, why are black folks so willing to stand for something as long as it's a cause that they look good supporting? How can we be prejudiced against gays(and the trans gendered) and behave in a way so similar to the way we were treated by southern whites? Why are we so quick to believe that God hates Gays when not too long ago we were plagued by the Good God Fearing Christians of the Ku Klux Klan? Their message was that God hates any minority group; thus making them inferior and favors the whites as a people.

And why does God hate gays anyway? Because it says so in the Bible? It also says in the Bible that women should not wear the clothes of man; and there are whole churches of people who think it's a sin for women to wear pants as a result. Now common sense tells me that men were wearing robes (basically dresses) when this text was added to the Bible, so does that mean that women should change their fashion according to what the men are wearing at that time? Pants if men are in robes, dresses if men are in pants etc. So yes, it mentions an abomination against God, BUT it can be agreed upon that the Bible is several different accounts of what God and Jesus did, said, and basically wanted us to know. The problem is that it was written by men, and people can claim forever that these are true accounts but the bottom line is that anytime there is a human involved there must be a reserve of skepticism. How do we know that the person writing the book that references the abomination didn't just break up with his boyfriend, or was abused by his uncle Leo? My point is that once man puts their hands on something it becomes more human and less God-like.

Jesus preached love and acceptance, so why are there ministers who go bananas with the fire and brimstone bit? If God hates gays why did he create them in just about every species of animal on the planet? God cannot hate gays because he is God and lacks the ability to hate based upon that alone. Jesus cannot hate gays because he preached love and acceptance and those cannot exist where there is hate. The Bible reminds us to judge not yet we be judged, so who are we to condemn a whole group of people because your(or your pastor's or even the person who wrote it's) interpretation differed from what God and Jesus taught and showed time and time again.

I'll jump down off my soapbox now, even if you don't agree with gay and trans gendered people, even if you think that God hates them, does that make it okay for Lawrence King to have been exterminated? Even if you don't protest with silence today, please take a moment and think of Lawrence King and say a 5 second prayer, he was some one's baby and some one's friend.



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Wednesday, April 23, 2008

Spanking, a solution or an addition to the problem?

AverageBro.com addressed this issue and I feel it warrants some thought.

It's easy for parents opposed to spanking to justify not using corporal punishment. The reason I hear most often is that it is illegal to strike an adult so why should it be any less so for a child- who is unable to defend themselves? On the other hand you have the people who truly think it's their right to physically beat a child unconscious. The opposition says that spanking is encouraging our children to violence. The pro spankers say the the reason these children are shooting up their classmates, teachers and even their parents is that they never got that good country ass whooping. The anti side says that children should not fear their parents. The pro side says a good amount of fear is a healthy preventative. So who is wrong?

This is a question that every parent has to answer for themselves. I can only give you my rationale, and I don't claim to be the perfect parent with the perfect child.
To my way of thinking spanking is a powerful tool when used effectively. It should be the last resort, and used sparingly. Which begs the question how soon is too soon? At what age is spanking appropriate? My theory is when a child is able to recognize what you mean when you say "no," then they are capable of comprehending the lesson you're trying to teach them. Ex: If you tell a child "no" and they have the sense to get mad and go and hit someone else- they understand the concept. If you tell a child no and they repeat what you said with the same inflection and tone, they may not have it down completely. If a child has a vocabulary of more than 10 words and uses them in the appropriate context, they know what "no" means, unless of course they are never told "no." It really comes down to knowing your child but at the same time give the kid some credit, babies aren't stupid and neither are toddlers. Children's attention spans are short, if you see them sticking a fork into an electrical outlet and you tell them "no" and they do it again, the child is requiring some drastic action to make the connection between that fork, the outlet, and the word "no." And do you really want to run the risk of the child ignoring you and waking up in the middle of the night and doing it? Because on the chance that the child does manage to electrocute his or herself, who's the dumbass? I mean it can't be the child because they never learned the lesson, it's the person who failed to teach them that lesson in an effective manner. I'm not saying that you have to beat a child to get them to behave or follow directions. I'm saying if your methods aren't working you need to try something else before you end up with a bigger problem.

Last year there was a case where a family was kicked off of an airplane because their child was throwing a tantrum and would not sit down and as a result the plane was unable to take off. The parents were very angry that the airline removed them from the flight and claimed they were treated unfairly. There were 100 some odd other passengers who's flights were delayed while the parents allowed this child to have the run of the plane, so I think they were the ones who should be upset. Who knows how many connections were missed while these fools sat and watched their little girl disrupt the scheduled flight. The airline refunded their tickets, flew them home for free, AND offered them a free trip anywhere they wanted to go and these clowns went on national television whining that they would never fly with that air line again. Are we living in a dream world people? Frankly, these parents are lucky I don't work for the airline because they would have been charged for the inconvenience of the other passengers, they would have been paying for hotel rooms for all of the people who missed their connecting flights because of this incident and finally they would be banned from flying with my airline. I probably would have also sent their pictures to other airlines with a warning(similar to that bad check list some places have.) Maybe after all of that they would have understood the gravity of the situation. They were not the victims, they obviously allow the child to behave that way at home so why would they think that on a plane she would react differently. Here's the part they didn't tell you, this was not the child's first flight, they had flown to Florida a few days before without incident.

Now when this subject was brought up after it happened in a group that I am no longer a member of parents used excuses like, "well, there's nothing you can do when a child goes into a full blown tantrum" I have to call bullshit, why would you let your child get into a full blown tantrum in the first place. My daughter tried it once at around 2 years old- she didn't like my response and never did it again- plainly put I tagged her butt the first time and we never had a repeat performance. I think it all boils down to consistency. These parents obviously allowed the behavior at home and couldn't figure out how to rein it in on the plane. And the child really wasn't in the wrong, she was behaving the same way she does at home. How can she be expected to understand that when Mommy and Daddy said "stop it and sit down, " that they actually meant it, acting out the way she did got her what she wanted at home why wouldn't it work on the plane? This isn't just about spanking, had the parents consistently given her the same punishment regardless of what it was at home when she acted out she would've known not to do it on the plane. I think this is a mistake that many parents make, "I'll just let her do it this time," the problem comes in when Mommy isn't in the mood to deal with this same behavior she let slide yesterday- then the child is confused and I think this is probably how a lot if instances of child abuse begin. We as parents have to decide what we're going to put up with and if we decide to let it slide we have to be prepared for the days when we aren't going to want to hear the constant whining or begging after having said "no" three or four times. We have to hold ourselves accountable for the situations we set up for ourselves, don't be mad at the child because yesterday you told him no and then after 15 minutes of constant whining you gave it to him anyway. You're training the child to manipulate you, why get mad when they do it?

Greetings and Salutations

If you are reading this then I guess you've found me. I'm here blogging with 2 papers due tomorrow and another due Friday- the word of the day is procrastination. I guess I should explain the title of the blog... better yet just listen to the song that is all the explanation we should need.
I'll be checking in on a regular basis to chime in on the various things that happen in this crazy world that I feel moved to speak on. I can promise that many(of the 4 people that tune in) will disagree with me but I think that's at least half the point of blogging in the first place. So get comfortable, put on some good music and strap on your seat belts this should be an interesting ride.




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