Ever wonder how much you really don't know about your friends? I learned, in a big way, during this recently concluded election season.
I learned things about my friends that surprised me. I learned things that were unexpected, but didn't surprise me. I learned things that were unexpected and surprised me. But, I also saw some things that didn't surprise me and wasn't unexpected. A few of the latter, my more, so called, religious friends, you know the ones that spout Bible quotes about 20 times a day and always leave everything in the hands of the Lord, don't really practice what they preach.
I learned that to some friends my opinion doesn't matter. At times I was a fool, a damn fool, a fucking moron, a fucking idiot and on some occasions defriended, which, now that I think about it, they weren't a great loss. Thankfully, my life long friends and family, those of us who know we're all a little touched at times, agreed to disagree and we survived the madness.
So, to all my surviving friends, I say, although some of us didn't agree on all things political, I'm glad we agreed to stay friends, stick together and let a little sanity back in our lives. Because, I always say, Good Friends Are Hard To Come By!....Just Sayin'
Just Sayin'...
Wednesday, November 7, 2012
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
Casey Anthony
Even though we don't always agree with the jury's verdict, Casey Anthony was judged by a jury of her peers. Apparently, they found a reasonable doubt. It's easy to sit in your living room and pass judgement and say how the jury needs to be held accountable. It's amazing to me how many people bitch and complain about a jury verdict, but yet when these same people are called for jury duty, they try to invent ways to keep from doing what's asked of them as a citizen of this country. If you're going to hold this jury accountable for their verdict, how about the juries that put people in prison and then find out 20 or 30 years later the person was innocent. Should these juries be held accountable too? Say what you want about our judicial and court system, but in most foreign countries, you're guilty until proven innocent. Which system would you rather have if you were on trial? Think about that next time you're called for jury duty and don't want to go....Just Sayin'
Monday, June 13, 2011
Does God Really Give Two Hoots?
Last night while watching the Dallas Mavericks celebrate a much deserved NBA Championship, Jason Terry gave all praise to God for the victory, which is all well and good. But, does God really give two hoots who wins the NBA Finals? Were Dirk and Mark Cuban riding Jason's coattails because he had an inside track to the man upstairs? Was God putting his hand over the hoop on Lebron's jumpers and guiding Jason Terry's downtown jumpers into the hole? Maybe God flicked the ball off of D-Wade's foot in the fourth quarter to create the turnover. How did he choose Jason Terry over, say, Mike Miller to get the nod? Maybe Mike Miller didn't pray as hard or he might have missed church last Sunday because he was taking care of a sick child. Did God really care who won? He probably wasn't even watching.
How about the Super Bowl? A couple of seasons ago, Kurt Warner and the Arizona Cardinals went up against Big Ben and the Pittsburgh Steelers. A no-brainer right? Kurt Warner of all people should have an inside track to the man, right? But, wait a minute, wasn't it Big Ben that threw the last minute touchdown pass to win the game? Okay, Kurt, what did you do to piss the man off ? Did you get mad and throw your helmet because someone dropped a pass? Did God really care who won? I think not.
I left the World Series for last, because I want to to know what the Cubs could do to piss God off so much that he's prevented them from winning a World Series for over a hundred years and not even playing in one for over 60 years. Man, that is one serious grudge. The Boston Red Sox must have made amends, because he finally let them win one after, what was it, 88 years? And the White Sox after 80 years. Man, those are some serious time outs. Now, don't get me wrong, if the Cubs didn't win the World Series for another hundred years that would be fine with me. But, still........
Does God really care who wins the NBA Finals, Super Bowl or World Series?......Just Sayin'.
How about the Super Bowl? A couple of seasons ago, Kurt Warner and the Arizona Cardinals went up against Big Ben and the Pittsburgh Steelers. A no-brainer right? Kurt Warner of all people should have an inside track to the man, right? But, wait a minute, wasn't it Big Ben that threw the last minute touchdown pass to win the game? Okay, Kurt, what did you do to piss the man off ? Did you get mad and throw your helmet because someone dropped a pass? Did God really care who won? I think not.
I left the World Series for last, because I want to to know what the Cubs could do to piss God off so much that he's prevented them from winning a World Series for over a hundred years and not even playing in one for over 60 years. Man, that is one serious grudge. The Boston Red Sox must have made amends, because he finally let them win one after, what was it, 88 years? And the White Sox after 80 years. Man, those are some serious time outs. Now, don't get me wrong, if the Cubs didn't win the World Series for another hundred years that would be fine with me. But, still........
Does God really care who wins the NBA Finals, Super Bowl or World Series?......Just Sayin'.
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
So, What's The Difference?
Since I took this writing thing serious, I started paying attention to what people were reading. I really started paying attention when I signed a publishing contract. Particularly the women. Hell, I already knew pretty much what the guys were reading. So, I started watching.
In doctor's offices, at the airport, anywhere people had to wait, most of them were reading books. At work, you found books in drawers, in break rooms, in cabinets. You could find a book pretty much any where you could put one. And I started seeing a trend.
Oh, you had your mysteries, your harlequins, chick lit, some sci-fi, but I noticed a whole bunch of these book covers with all these bare chested guys in these compromising positions with scantily clad women. So, I started investigating. Most of them were written by women and they called it erotica. I see this stuff on bookshelves in stores. So, okay I'm going to check this out.
Making sure no one sees me, I snitch one of these books. First chance I get, I check this out. What I read, I'll tell you this, back in the day we used to call this something else. You could only buy these books in certain book stores and they were mostly written by guys. This stuff you had to hide under the mattress and only bring it out when your parents weren't home. Because if you got caught with it, you had to go talk to the priest. They used to throw it in the trash, burn it and make you feel like Satan was waiting by the door to take you away because you read it.
Now, look at them. Now, women write them. I don't mean a few women, I mean a lot of women write them and they're all reading them. But, now, they call them erotica. What's the difference? What's the difference between what we read then and what they read now? Nothing...Nada...Zilch. Except, now women write it and read it and trade it and talk about it.
So what's the difference?.......................................................Just Sayin'
In doctor's offices, at the airport, anywhere people had to wait, most of them were reading books. At work, you found books in drawers, in break rooms, in cabinets. You could find a book pretty much any where you could put one. And I started seeing a trend.
Oh, you had your mysteries, your harlequins, chick lit, some sci-fi, but I noticed a whole bunch of these book covers with all these bare chested guys in these compromising positions with scantily clad women. So, I started investigating. Most of them were written by women and they called it erotica. I see this stuff on bookshelves in stores. So, okay I'm going to check this out.
Making sure no one sees me, I snitch one of these books. First chance I get, I check this out. What I read, I'll tell you this, back in the day we used to call this something else. You could only buy these books in certain book stores and they were mostly written by guys. This stuff you had to hide under the mattress and only bring it out when your parents weren't home. Because if you got caught with it, you had to go talk to the priest. They used to throw it in the trash, burn it and make you feel like Satan was waiting by the door to take you away because you read it.
Now, look at them. Now, women write them. I don't mean a few women, I mean a lot of women write them and they're all reading them. But, now, they call them erotica. What's the difference? What's the difference between what we read then and what they read now? Nothing...Nada...Zilch. Except, now women write it and read it and trade it and talk about it.
So what's the difference?.......................................................Just Sayin'
Saturday, April 9, 2011
New Blog
To keep up with the old saying about opinions, I will thrust my twisted opinions about everyday happenings and events upon the world. Very few people will probably agree with my opinions, but that's okay, I'm used to it. I am perfectly willing to agree to disagree. Just Sayin'...
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