Thursday, July 9, 2009

Why are you jacking up your own car?

If you were given only one car and told that this would be the only car that you ever had, would you take care of it? If the instructions specifically said that you had to use 97 octane gas to keep it running correctly over the life, would you only use 97 octane? If the instructions said to take it in for preventative maintenance every 6 months and shouldn’t give you a problem, would you do it?

Well let me tell you how I see people taking care of their cars. A lot of the times I see these souped up cars with big, shiny wheels, candy-colored paint, and booming speaker systems, but what do these cars look like under the hood? Are people fixing up the outside of their car, but leaving the inside running like crap??? Maybe. You never know.

People are knowingly and willingly putting 87 octane into their car because it is cheaper. They say they just don’t have the money for the right fuel. People are knowingly and willingly giving their cars way more gas than it actual needs, to the point that it is spilling over into the cracks and crevices. They hear that little click that says it is full, but they just ignore it and keep feeding their tank. Now the car has a problem, it now runs terribly. And with all of the extra gas in the car, it is just that much slower.

Why, if you have the instructions for this ONE car that you will ever get, are you neglecting it? Putting a shiny coat of paint and new tires ain’t making it run better, it is just covering up the problem. The fact that your car is going slower and slower, makes you want to drives less and less, which in turn is jacking up the car more and more. And now no one even really wants to ride with you…you end up riding solo. Womp, womp, womp:(

So how do you fix the car you may wonder? Well it is going to take some time and patience. You are going to have to start feeding it with the more expensive, but performance enhancing fuel. You are going to have to take in for a check up, maybe for some repairs, but definitely for prevention. Then you are just gonna have to suck it up and take care of this car. Read the instructions…it is not as hard as you think.

Thursday, April 16, 2009

why I think that being so politically correct is hurting our society...

as people, we learn in different ways. we learn from experience or we can learn from others' experiences. good or bad, right or wrong, hopefully those experiences can teach people or yourself how you want to do things the next time.

when i was a kid, (i am 28 now,) i was raised literally by a village. my village was my grandparents, parents, aunts, uncles, older cousins, family friends, and school people. i didn't have any personal business, everybody knew my business. everybody helped mold and shape me. and best believe, anybody could grab my butt up and whoop me if deemed necessary. the point i wanna make, is not so long ago i experienced a real community. and that community helped mold me...i do not see that at all today. we are a far more individualistic society. everything is..."i gotta do me." "i gotta get mines, u gotta get yours." and no one seems to really care about anyone else. it kinda feels like, by helping someone, you are in turn hurting yourself.

have you ever witnessed a baby drinking a Coke? a person with common sense knows that babies should NOT be drinking pop...but what do we do...NOTHING! you know why, 'cause that baby's mama will snap. we will not stop this wrong, because we are afraid of mama's reaction, though she may be hurting her child. we don't want to be nosy...basically to me, we just don't care.i am the type of person, if i see someone lifting weight wrong at the gym, i may give a friendly hint. or if kids are cussing in the hall, i will say something. or if i am on facebook i will vent about ignorance that i see. but i come off as abrasive, opinionated. i honestly think that if people DON'T speak up against ignorance, or ignore things that harm kids, or just quietly except BS...those are the people who do not care. the people who KNOW and choose to not SPEAK and help CHANGE things, are not helping. and this has helped create this "me, me, me" society that seems to be imploding.

anyone who has talked to me for any length of time, knows that i am passionate about a few things. i think that education and health are keys to a fruitful life. and i think that ignorance needs to be erradicated one dumb person at a time. they ought to be spotlighted, so that the next person can take it as a lesson to not be repeated. i think that a community is much stronger than the individual. i do not flip-flop in my stances, because my view points are anchored in MY values...like it or not, this is me. some folks may not like my delivery, but does that make my message any less true? instead of being emotional about what i write or my sometimes "flowery" language, hear my POV, and then inject yours. that kind of exchange is called communication...aint nothing wrong with that. i think that it is more dangerous to be quiet.

Monday, March 30, 2009

My message to golddiggers: DIE!

I have been dealing with bed bugs for a couple of months now. Once you get them, they are a bitch to get rid of. Bed bugs are nocturnal parasites and they feed off of blood. I am not sure what they contribute to the food chain, outside of being a nuisance, but they are here no less. I liken gold diggers to bed bugs. Both are parasites with absolutely no value to the food chain as far as I can tell. I also liken gold diggers to bed bugs because if both disappeared, I would not be sad.

Last night, I was watching this show, "Tough Love." On this show, this guy gives advice to seemingly hopeless women in an attempt to help them find love. There is this gold digger on there and I have such hatred for her and other people like her. Basically a man is no value to her unless he is rich and handsome and tall and very successful...and love is secondary. She got to crying talking about, what happens if we break up? If he has money, it will make the break up easier...I guess she feels entitled to his money after the breakup??? I don't know.

I know gold diggers feel like they are owed something for some reason...but why? Why do some people have to work to support themselves? And others get to leech off society? Who decides the group that has to be productive and which groups gets to suck the rewards from others? Leeches, parasites, welfare moms, gold diggers, dead beat dads, corrupt wall street workers, and other able-bodied people who work the system should be snuffed out. What purpose do they have if they contribute nothing and just take, Take, TAKE! We should develop a spray and fucking eradicate people parasites the same as when you get bed bugs. Bed bugs and gold diggers...just die or leave our planet.

Friday, March 27, 2009

I am a closet anti-feminist.

I will never understand the mind set of the "strong, independent woman." This is the woman that states: "I don't need a man." or "All men are dogs." or Decide that they are the pillars of our community...no, No, and NO!

I am not saying that I am not strong or independent...I am very strong. I am educated. I have my own place and a good career, but that is not my end all. I am talking about the women that go around flashing all their credentials in a man's face in an attempt to strip away his manhood. The man is the head of the household...if you found a good man. He is supposed to lead the dance, the woman should make it beautiful.

So for the women that can do everything by yourself, isn't that kinda tiresome? For the women that keep stating that they don't need a man, doesn't that make for a lonely life? For the women that keep ending up with dogs, you are what you attract.

Honestly, I treat my man like a king. I cook. I rub his back. He is definitely satisfied sexually...all because he is my man. I don't do things in order to get a tit-for-tat. I do things cause I want my man to be happy. And in return, my man takes care of me. He rubs my back when I am sore. He takes out my trash. He handles my car issues. Things will never be equal between us, because neither of us take score. I am loved and he is loved.

I am so happy that I am a woman. Cuz summa the mess that men have to claw through to get a good partner seems so silly. Y'all constantly got a woman telling you how much she doesn't need you...and you are supposed to take it. I can feel your frustration. To my good strong brothers, keep your search light on. There are other women out there that appreciate your efforts:)

Thursday, February 26, 2009

If you can't afford them, why are you having them?

I just read a news article saying that schools in Albuquerque, NM was instituting a new policy that if the kids' lunches were not paid for, they would have to eat a cheese sandwich, milk, and a piece of fruit. http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap..../20090225/ap_on_re_us/chee....se_sandwich_flap

My initial reaction was "damn" that is harsh. But then I had to evaluate the situation. If parents are not paying the bills for their OWN kids, then who does? Who is responsible? Should the kids have to start washing dishes to pay back the debt? And does it matter that the schools do have to pay suppliers for the food that it is serving. Aint nothing free.

My second reaction was, at least the kids are getting something to eat. Honestly, if I didn't have any money when I went to the cafeteria, I didn't expect to eat for free. That is when you hope that your friends had some extra money, or you brought something from home.Parents not paying their kids' bills teaches the kids that you can be irresponsible and not pay your bills and there won't be any repercussions. Real life doesn't work that way. You don't pay your cable bill, cable gets cut off. You don't pay rent, you get evicted. Teaching kids that there are no consequences is just flat out wrong. They will be so effed up when they get out into the real world.

My next thought on this is, since when are schools obligated to pay for kids meals? Isn't that the parents job anyways? I mean, it seems like schools are really getting more and more responsibility when it comes to raising these kids...just my opinion.

And then we got Octo-mom. This woman just rubs me completely wrong. She has absolutely no means to raise 14 kids. The taxpayers are having to shoulder her bills. Her mom is being forced to help raise these kids. And she has become some kinda freak celebrity. She is the poster child of why our welfare system needs to be reformed. Popping out babies knowing that you can't pay for them is completely un-fair to the folks that have to pay for those decisions. I understand sometimes people need help...but having kids is not a profession. And I shouldn't have to pay for others' kids and other people's effed up, self-inflicted decisions. If you can't afford them, why are you having them?

I know that my rants may come off as less than PC, but is there really a nice way to say...pay your EFFIN bills! Maybe, but I don't roll in a PC kinda way.

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

some deep fried garbage with some seasoning salt and cheese

i love watching the biggest loser on nbc. i am amazed at how big these people are and how the trainers help melt them away. i really want to know...how the hell do you allow urself to become that HUGE? what is the cut off? when do you finally say ENUF!?

when i was back home in oklahoma, i noticed so many overweight/obese people. i also noticed so many new restaurants and no new gyms. so that could be the reason for the obesity trend.

i have pretty much cut out fast food. fast is garbage with absolutely no nutrional value...but it is easy and convenient. i think that eating fast food is akin to eating garbage. basically if u just take that garbage, deep fry and add some cheese to it, i bet people will order and supersize it! i also think that feeding that crap to ur kids is child abuse. when u facilitate obesity and unhealthy behavior in ur kids...it is abuse. and it is abuse that can easily be detected.

on the biggest loser yesterday, there was a 454 lb man and a 372 lb woman. how is that damn possible? well the equation is simple...eat too much without burning the calories, u end up a fat sloppy mess. then u know what happens...u cry and complain that people don't want to sit beside u on a plane or that restaurant chairs are too little.

some folks may get offended by the tone of this little rant. some people will undoubtedly decide to blame some medical problem for their obesity. so people just may not wanna hear it. but keep eating that crap if you want...keep killing urself with each little tasty morsel. but ur kids should not be subjected to ur bad decisions...plain and simple.

Monday, December 22, 2008

Are you an ant or a grasshopper?

So there is an Aesop's fable about the ant and the grasshopper. Throughout the summer the ant worked and toiled and saved up food for the winter. The grasshopper sang in the field and ate what he wanted and laughed and the ant kept working so hard. The grasshopper tried to get ant to stop working and play for a little while. This only made the ant work harder.

Well the summer turned to fall, and fall turned to winter, and it was cold outside. The ant could now chill in her house and enjoy her feast of saved food. And the grasshopper died of cold and hunger. The moral of the story, "It is wise to worry about tomorrow today."

We are in a recession right now. But y'all all know that tax time is about to be here in a month. What y'all wanna bet that some silly ass person is gonna take that tax refund check and go to Vegas or buy some new cothes? What y'all wanna bet that some broke ass person is about to go drop bout $200 on an outfit for New Year's, but their furniture isn't fully paid for? What y'all wanna bet that same person is also gonna spend $100 to get into the club and $300 for bottle service at the club? This my friends is an example of the grasshopper mentality.

Then there are the ants. The people that are willing to get that refund check and pay down some back due bills. The people that instead of partying for hundreds of dollars, are throwing a get together at the house. The people that don't have to have the latest clothes, if it means putting it on a credit card. In this economic climate, we should all be ants...but you know as well as I that folks are not looking 2 days ahead, let alone a full year.

I take my lunch to work erry-day, even though I miss eating out. I forgo my love of Starbuck's Caramel Macchiato, for a simple cup of coffee that I brew at home. I have given up my mani and pedi days...sighing softly, becuz it is not in the budget. I have decided to be an ant. I already put in my plans to pay things down, Down, DOWN and the only way to honestly do that is to sacrifice. Fun can come later. Are you an ant or are you a grasshopper?

http://www.longlongtimeago.com/llta_fables_antgrasshopper.html