21 posts tagged “2008”

NO ON PROP 4.

Nobody wants anyone to have an abortion.  And the prospect of abortion is even harder to grasp with regards to young girls. 

But peep this: keep your fucking politics out of my body and my daughters body, mkay?   

That's all I can muster up without outright calling names to Prop 4 supporters (you assholes). 

An interesting view (it's the interactive map on the right).

Back reads: "Please Let Us Stay Married... Please Help Us Stay Married."

My coworker was walking around for some exercise at break and a guy (the one on front on the left) handed this to her and asked that she help him stay married. She came up and told me about it and I asked if I could keep the handout so I could write about it.

I will never ever understand why someone would want to keep two people from getting marriage on such a general basis as "because they are both men/both women." Never. And I have absolutely no tolerance for anyone who thinks that makes a miniscule amount of sense. Marriage between two folks who people of the same sex won't mess with church tax exemptions, kids won't forced to learn about same-sex marriage (just like they aren't forced to learn about the sacred hetero marriage)... None of that.

And my heart was crushed a bit when Biden reiterated that he and Obama are against gay marriage, but for constitutional equality for gay couples. And I haven't quite grappled with it. :(

Anyway.

Let them stay married. Help them stay married. Vote No On Prop 8.

www.marriageequality.com
www.noonprop8.com

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From jezebel.com,

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Uh. Yeah. I knew who Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac were before alla this.

And from superpoop: "You look like a catcher's mitt full of yellow chicklets."  AW SNAP!

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I do this thing where I need to plan things ahead and I need them to go without a hitch.  Unreasonable, right?  Well.  Deal with it.

I mean.  I like (love) surprises.  And I can be spontaneous.  But, for the most part, if something is going to happen that it outside of my realm of work/school/work/Lorelai stuff, I kinda like to plan it in advance.

All that so that hopefully ya'll won't think I'm a freak (as if I care/as if you don't already think that)... but, I'm trying to figure out what I'm going to do for New Year's this year.

I've never done anything for New Year's.  With the exception of sneaking off to Crapplebee's with my bff when we were 14 or something (by the way: they closed at, like, 11), I've never done a New Year's thing.  This has gotsta change.

So, I'm thinking big.  BIG!  I don't know what yet, but I want to have a fabulous New Year's ringing in.  Where da party at? 

As hard as this year has been in so many ways, it's also been my best year up to date. 

I can't believe that I was in Europe 2.5 months ago. 

I really, just really really wanna be back there.  Right this second.  On this double decker bus, like the tourist that I am.  Eating pistachio soft serve.  And thinking, "I can't believe I'm here." 

:(

pistachio soft serve. yummmm.

I'm totally backlogged in my flickr and blog updating, but I'll get it all in order eventually.  For the moment, though, I'm going to get myself ready and get myself packed and head home to my Lorelai. 

Overall, I had an amazing time.  I'm going to come back; I need too.  I'm going to start missing my brother and sis-in-law again, but they'll be back home before we know it too. 

I will see you guys on the flip side.

I was on a boat tour in Paris with my folks one of the days on my trip.  I had the pleasure of sitting across from a guy who uncannily resembled Wilford Brimley.  

I should note: NONE of my family members or I could figure out this guys name.  I showed the picture to my family one by on, and they kept saying, "oh yeahhhh... the diabeetus guy."  Except Teanut, who said, "oh yeahhhh... the diabeetus guy.  He was also on 'Our House' and the Quaker Oats commercials... remember?"  We recalled the Quaker Oats thing, but not the 'Our House' .  Come to think of it, Teanut does this a lot.  She knows hella pop culture references*. 

Also, his wikipedia article is funny:

Eclectic: "Before his career in acting, Brimley worked as a ranch hand, wrangler, blacksmith, and a bodyguard for Howard Hughes. He then began shoeing horses for film and television."

But typecast: "He often plays a gruff or stodgy old man, notably on the 1980s drama series Our House."

Overall, curmudgeonly: "His first characterization was in Absence of Malice, in which he played a small but key role as a curmudgeonly, outspoken James A. Wells, Assistant U.S. Attorney General."

Anyway, you be the judge... Wilford Brimley dopleganger?

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*Note to Teanut: we should play this up...  VH1 has whole shows for people like you, you knowledgebank of pop culture info.

Sleepyhead - I woke up late.  Again.  Or, I recall waking up for a second and then going back to sleep.  My parents, in the mean time, were up and flitting about and went on a boatride and went to the Tower of London like prudent tourists.  I felt like I missed out, but I just couldn't wake up!

Goldie + Gold + Westminster Abbey - When I finally crawled out of bed and got up and ready, I decided to take a walk.  I walked up to Westminster Abbey and snapped some photos.  I didn't go in, just walked around. 

From the outside, one thing that stood out were the gold leaf accents everywhere (it's kinda prevalent over here, in other places too).  I want gold leaf accents in my life.  Like, you look around my place and a random bookself is gold leaf and then you go into my bathroom and my tooth brush is gold leaf and you go into my kitchen and the whisk on my awesome KitchenAid mixer is gold leaf and then you look at me and my eyelashes are gold leaf.  That's how much I love gold leaf.

After getting back from my li'l stroll, I took a gang of photos of myself and put them up here cus I was waiting for folks to get back from the day's events so that we could go to see some greyhound races and to grab dinner.

The burger is as big as my head - My brother spoke of this place where the burgers were big.  Sometimes you can't trust people when they say, "It was the biggest sandwich I ever saw" or "They had the biggest chicken legs ever."  But my brother, I believe.  He wouldn't lie about such things as important to me as food. 

Gourmet Burger didn't disappoint. 

Check the photo of the burger above.  I don't know if I need to say more.  But I will.  HA!  I had to cut that bad mamajama into quadrents cus it was so large.  I had to cut it into quadrants and even then, I couldn't keep it together and basically ended up with a plateful of big-arsed-burger-bits on my plate and I proceeded to eat them for a fork. 

There goes the bunnyyyyyyyyyy - I was warned about discussing the races, but I had a great time and the doggins were cute and loved and there were signs that encouraged people to adopt older greyhounds.  Screw being an old cat lady, I'm gonna be an old greyhound lady. 

I didn't do well as far as winning goes.  None of us did.  Our group won one race by picking the same dog once, so we tried to figure out how we did it.  The five-person win was not repeated after that... 

We grabbed a cab/the tube home and that was that.