Archive for October, 2010

I see space people

October 31, 2010

More Fremont/Seattle pics:


Let’s double-check your math

October 30, 2010

So, there’s an anti-Candidate So-and-So ad floating around there on the airwaves, claiming that So-and-So wants to impose a 23% national sales tax on, well, pretty much everything.

So there are a bunch of nice, ordinary people in the ad talking about how the tax would affect them.

One woman says it would cost her an extra $200 a week on her grocery bill.  A man says it would cost him an extra $60 every time he fills his truck with gas.

But in order for those numbers to be correct, the woman would have to be spending $870 a week on groceries, and the man would have to be spending $261 on each tank of gas.

I don’t know anyone who spends $870 a week on groceries for a single person or $261 on one tank of gas for their truck, do you?

It’s fine if you object to higher taxes.  It’s not fine if you lie about to what degree these higher taxes will impact the average citizen.

(Do people seriously not have the math skills to see through this?  This is basic math, y’all.  Everyone should be able to do it.)

My official new favorite song

October 29, 2010

Heard it on the radio today on the way to the early voting station.

I almost forgot — one-year anniversary

October 28, 2010

Today is the one-year anniversary of my emergency brain surgery — the one that I was not expected to awaken from (or, at best, awaken from in a vegetable state).

My mom hopped on an overnight plane to Switzerland with the Baptist hymnal her church gave her when she graduated high school for her service as their pianist, thinking she was going to sing hymns at my bedside while I died.  Instead, when she arrived, I was conscious and talking and demanded that she give me her carry-on book to read (the latest Diana Gabaldon novel, which I had been… well… dying to read ever since it had come out).

It was odd being the healthiest person in the men’s brain surgery ward… one man had completely lost the ability to speak and to use his left arm, another kept trying to escape to the “kitchen” while improperly clothed, another thought he was in France (actually not so crazy, since he was from just over the border), and another had been shot in the head and was inoperable.

I got away with just a heart in my eye.  After asking me a bunch of questions, the neurosurgeon made me draw a picture of it — not sure if it was because he thought my French was a little shaky or if he thought I might be a hair crazy like everybody else.  Anyway, after he saw the picture, he exclaimed to the nurses, “She’s right!  She does have a heart in her eye!”

So — happy anniversary to me!  smiley: smile

Unfortunately, things like this still happen

October 28, 2010

I checked out a book from the public library this week because it’s on the reading list for my conversion class.  Written across the first page of chapter 3 — “F-CK JEWS”. 😦


October 27, 2010

I love my dog Lucy.  Really, I do.  But sometimes she is very naughty.

Take this morning — I vaguely heard a noise in the dark but didn’t have enough get-up-and-go to do anything about it.  Then I heard my stepdad yell, “No! No!  Stupid dog!”  Then I fell back asleep.  (Hey, I had a long, hard day yesterday.)

So this evening, I asked my stepdad what Lucy had done.  And he and my mom just kind of looked at each other without answering me… and I knew that she had gotten into my scrapbook table.

Fortunately, she didn’t cut herself on any of the blades, and all that got chewed up was a silver metallic pen.  There was a lot of dog fur on my double-sided tape, though…


October 22, 2010


Astonishing! Mystifying!

October 22, 2010

(Or maybe just really weird-looking.)

The food chain

October 22, 2010

Surprise!  Yes, you’ll be eaten, too.

(Also taken in Pike’s Place Market.)


October 22, 2010

I seeeeeeeeeeeeeee youuuuuuuuu!  But you don’t see meeeeeeeeeee!

Do you?

(Taken in Pike’s Place Market.)