Sunday, October 31, 2004

Brazilian Lawmaker Seeks Ban on Human Pet Names

I found this to be ridiculous and hilarious. I don't see how children can be traumatized by this. Read on.

BRASILIA, Brazil (Oct. 29) - A Brazilian legislator wants to make it illegal to give pets names that are common among people. Federal congressman Reinaldo Santos e Silva proposed the law after psychologists suggested that some children may get depressed when they learn they share their first name with someone's pet, said Damarias Alves, a spokeswoman for Silva.
"Names have importance," said Alves. The congressman "wants to challenge people's assumptions that it's acceptable to give animals human names," she said.

If the law is passed, pet stores and veterinary clinics would be required to display a sign noting the prohibition of human first names for pets.

Brazilians who break the law would be subject to fines or community service.

Alves admitted the law's chances of passage were slim but said Silva hoped the bill would call attention to his other efforts to protect animals.

"He's proposed many laws to protect wildlife in Brazil, but this is the only one that has ever gotten any attention," Alves said.


10/28/04 17:43 EDT

Saturday, October 30, 2004

Think About It

1. Does a clean house indicate that there is a broken computer in it?

2. Why is it that no matter what color of bubble bath you use the bubbles are always white?

3. Is there ever a day that mattresses are not on sale?

4. Why do people constantly return to the refrigerator with hopes that something new to eat will have materialized?

5. On electric toasters, why do they engrave the message "one slice"? How many pieces of bread do they think people are really gonna try to stuff in that slot?

6. Why do people keep running over a string a dozen times with their vacuum cleaner, then reach down, pick it up, examine it, then put it
down to give the vacuum one more chance?

7. Why is it that no plastic garbage bag will open from the end you first try?

8. How do those dead bugs get into those closed light fixtures?

9. Considering all the lint you get in your dryer, if you kept drying your clothes would they eventually just disappear?

10. When we are in the supermarket and someone rams our ankle with a shopping cart than apologizes for doing so, why do we say, "It's all right?" Well, it isn't all right so why don't we say, "That hurt, you stupid idiot?"

11. Why is it that whenever you attempt to catch something that's falling off the table you always manage to knock something else over?

12. Is it true that the only difference between a yard sale and a trash pickup is how close to the road the stuff is placed?

13. In winter why do we try to keep the house as warm as it was in summer when we complained about the heat?

14. How come we never hear father-in-law jokes?

15. If at first you don't succeed, shouldn't you try doing it like your wife told you to do it?

16. The statistics on sanity are that one out of every four Americans is suffering from sort of mental illness. Think of your three best friends, if they're okay, then it's you

Thongs

Recently, a friend and I discussed what Bill Cosby said in the news the other day about how parents needed to keep their kids off the street corner and that once you become a parent, your party days are over. Somehow, this led to a discussion about parents wearing thongs. Here are excerpts from our conversation.

S: These parents just enter a different party world.... kids' birthday parties.
C: And you become so and so's mom
S: Right, and u do the mom talk and walk
S: The other day, a coworker was talking about how younger mothers in her son's class wore thongs and how she cldnt wear thongs.
C: lol
S: And she was weraing grandma undies. Oh well :)
C: lol. I hate thongs. And, you can still see the panty line. It's just higher. I don't get it
S: lol. Well, it depends on what kind of thong. Some women wear low pants... with high thongs.
It's like a pussy purse
C: lol
S: And, the thong straps are the purse handles hugging the hips and butt. There's no line in the butt crack.. but, there is a line at the waist or below...and still line in the front
S: And, it's like a pussy/ass floss.
S: If u dont have the right fit, you are at a higher risk for infections, etc. Some people iknow... had to stop them altogether... alongside tampons cuz of problems. They are now stuck with panties and pads. Oh well
S: Talk abt things in moderation.
C: Once again, a device I think a man made. I am not sure.
S: Do you believe that men invented their thongs? Who wants to cusp these balls and stick in a small fabric? It's a strange concept
C: lol
S: i am sure there is a book somewhere on the history of thongs... there are few on the history of bras. So, there sld be one on thongs. True biz.

Saturday, October 23, 2004

That Familiar Warm Fuzzy Feeling

My roommate just paged me from the bus saying, "Looking at nyc skyline. Never saw anything beautiful. Hurry up!"

I sure know and love that familiar warm fuzzy feeling every time I see the nyc skyline. I grew up seeing the NYC skyline frequently across the water from NJ. Every time I saw the skyline from the highway, I knew I was almost home, coming home.

There's nothing like that warm fuzzy feeling when you realize seeing the NYC skyline is "home sweet home," the sweetest homecoming I've known during my lifetime of moving around a lot.

Maya Angelou

I completely forgot about Maya Angelou recently until someone sent me an inspiring and humorous email about Maya's interview with Oprah. The last time I read Maya's work was few months ago while coming across a stationary section devoted to her work in a super Hallmark store in midtown Manhattan.

I used to read Maya's work all the time during high school. Later, I sold her books in order to get money to pay the rent.

It's never too late to remember Maya and her work. Each time I come across Maya and her work, I delight in the rediscovery of her wisdom, love, and beauty as if I never read it again. Her words are like a breath of fresh air every time I read. These words remind me and refresh my memory about how to handle the weather in life and whatever the wind brings. And, how to ride the winds and truly live life.

As you can see, Maya is a woman I look up to - a woman of true strength, courage, love, and humor. She truly knows how to live and make life, regardless of what comes along. Maya is a true woman in her own. She always reminds me about making life, not making a living.

Enjoy below!

In April, Maya Angelou was interviewed by Oprah (on her show) for Dr. Angelou's 74th birthday. Oprah asked her what she thought of growing older. And, there on television, she said it was "exciting."

Regarding body changes, she said there were many, occurring every day... like her breasts.
They seem to be in a race to see which will reach her waist first, she said. The audience laughed so hard they cried.

Dr. Angelou also said: "I've learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow. I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights. I've learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents, you'll miss them when they're gone from your life. I've learned that making a "living" is not the same thing as making a "life." I've learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance. I've learned that you shouldn't go through life with a catcher's mitt on both hands; you need to be able to throw something back.

I've learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision. I've learned that even when I have pains, I don't have to be one. I've learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone. People love a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back. I've learned that I still have a lot to learn. I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel." Please send this to five phenomenal women today.

If you do, something good will happen: You will boost another woman's self-esteem.

If you don't...the elastic will break and your panties will fall down around your ankles.


America Is Nuts

Last night, a friend sent me an email stating, "America is nuts."

This caught my attention while signing off. I signed back on to see what that email was all about.

My friend stated:

"Dear X and X,

I heard from that X and I are going to be drafted to guard Abu Ghraib prison. Lots of young hairy Arab men there.

Sarah will be drafted to keep the Cheney's lesbian daughter company 24/7.

America is nuts. Canada, here I come."

Signed off by my friend.
_____________________________

Later, he sent another email:

"I'm not surprised that Bush is nuts. Doesn't that sound like Adolf Hitler?

That figures why Cheney is running the country. God help us all."
_______________________

I proceeded to check my other emails to see what brought this on from him. Another friend originally sent an email to us saying:

"Hello,

I just heard that Bush wanted to reinstate draft so that the US gov't can mobilize all males and females to the war like the 60s

X"
________________

Now, I knew the origins of my friend's insane and satirical email. I proceeded with this response:

"Yup. And the women will retake the factories and businesses. Then, the companies will be finally cleaned up and straightened out while the men are overseas.... and the economy will improve thanks to us ladies... then you men will return and take all the credit as usual.

I think it's interesting that the rumor includes drafting females this time around.... Who would qualify? Lesbians only cuz they technically do not bear or fruit children in heterosexual relations to continue the human race and protect America?"

Bob Herbert: Bush's Blinkers

Bob Herbert at New York Times is one of my favorite op-ed columnists who I follow regularly. He recently wrote an article published on October 22, 2004 about "Bush's Blinkers."


Here's the article. His email address is bobherb@nytimes.com if you ever want to contact him.

Bush's Blinkers

Does President Bush even tip his hat to reality as he goes breezing by?
He often behaves as if he sees - or is in touch with - things that are inaccessible to those who are grounded in the reality most of us have come to know. For example, with more than 1,000 American troops and more than 10,000 Iraqi civilians dead, many people see the ongoing war in Iraq as a disaster, if not a catastrophe. Mr. Bush sees freedom on the march.

Many thoughtful analysts see a fiscal disaster developing here at home, with the president's tax cuts being the primary contributor to the radical transformation of a $236 billion budget surplus into a $415 billion deficit. The president sees, incredibly, a need for still more tax cuts.

The United States was attacked on Sept. 11, 2001, by Osama bin Laden and Al Qaeda. The president responded by turning most of the nation's firepower on Saddam Hussein and Iraq. When Mr. Bush was asked by the journalist Bob Woodward if he had consulted with former President Bush about the decision to invade Iraq, the president replied: "He is the wrong father to appeal to in terms of strength. There is a higher father that I appeal to."

Last week the Jaffee Center for Strategic Studies at Tel Aviv University said in a report:

"During the past year Iraq has become a major distraction from the global war on terrorism. Iraq has now become a convenient arena for jihad, which has helped Al Qaeda to recover from the setback it suffered as a result of the war in Afghanistan. With the growing phenomenon of suicide bombing, the U.S. presence in Iraq now demands more and more assets that might have otherwise been deployed against various dimensions of the global terrorist threat."

There are consequences, often powerful consequences, to turning one's back on reality. The president may believe that freedom's on the march, and that freedom is God's gift to every man and woman in the world, and perhaps even that he is the vessel through which that gift is transmitted. But when he is crafting policy decisions that put people by the hundreds of thousands into harm's way, he needs to rely on more than the perceived good wishes of the Almighty. He needs to submit those policy decisions to a good hard reality check.

Here's one good reason why:

Dr. Gene Bolles spent two years as the chief of neurosurgery at the Landstuhl Regional Medical Center in Germany, which is where most of the soldiers wounded in Iraq are taken. Among his patients was Pfc. Jessica Lynch. In an interview posted this week on the Web site AlterNet.org, Dr. Bolles was asked: "What kind of cases did you treat in Landstuhl? And these were mostly kids, right?"

He said: "Well, I call them that since I'm 62 years old. And they were 18, 19, maybe 21. They all seemed young. Certainly younger than my children. As a neurosurgeon I mostly dealt with injuries to the brain, the spinal cord, or the spine itself. The injuries were all fairly horrific, anywhere from the loss of extremities, multiple extremities, to severe burns. It just goes on and on and on. ... As a doctor myself who has seen trauma throughout his career, I've never seen it to this degree. The numbers, the degree of injuries. It really kind of caught me off guard."

If you're the president and you're contemplating a war in which thousands of deaths and tens of thousands of these kinds of injuries will take place, you have an obligation to seek out the best sources of information and the wisest advice from the widest possible array of counselors. And you have an absolute obligation to exercise sound judgment based upon facts, and not simply faith.

In a disturbing article in last Sunday's New York Times Magazine, the writer Ron Suskind told of a meeting he'd had with a senior adviser to the president. The White House at the time was unhappy about an article Mr. Suskind had written.

According to Mr. Suskind, "The aide said that guys like me were 'in what we call the reality-based community,' which he defined as people who 'believe that solutions emerge from your judicious study of discernible reality.' " The aide told Mr. Suskind, "That's not the way the world really works anymore. We're an empire now, and when we act we create our own reality."

Got that? We may think there are real-world consequences to the policies of the president, real pain and real grief for real people. But to the White House, that kind of thinking is passé. The White House doesn't even recognize that kind of reality.

Interesting Dolphin Facts

Here are some interesting dolphin facts I picked up from the National Geographic Channel documentary last night. After a busy week, it was a treat to be alone and delight in learning about something completely different from my line of work/study.

Dolphins.....

Interesting Unknown Fact before Delving into Facts
Killer whales (a.k.a. orcas), pgymy killer whales, and pilot whales are actually dolphins. Their names are misleading. Killer whales are cousins to the well-known bottlenose dolphin species. Killer whales prey on their smaller cousins and are one of the few mammals known to kill smaller mammal species, including their smaller cousins.

Sex
Ridor was wrong about them having violent sex. I took his word for face value until I watched this documentary. Dolphins actually have frequent casual sex, caressing, and petting. This is often a social tool, not just for mating purposes. Dolphins are very affectionate, not vicious like Ridor said. I will address dolphins' viciousness in another area soon.

Societal Structure
Dolphins' societal structure is very similar to our structure and parallels in many areas.

Aggression
Let's get back to Ridor's subspecialty and area of interest: aggression. Dolphin aggression, which has been studied by a team of scientists in Shark Bay, Australia for years, indeed exists. Dolphins, although highly individualistic, can form "gangs" as needed when fighting over females (for mating purposes) in order to capture females. They do not hurt the females. They merely fight with other male dolphins over females within this complex social system. Scientists have collected data that document dolphins' intelligence in understanding and respecting social structures and roles within this complex social system.

A visible jaw clapping observed is a sign of danger and trouble. It's like an outright threat. Think of this as a person raising his fist, threatening to fight. Male dolphins ram heads, bite, blow hard with their flukes, and sometimes band together to attack one identified dolphin. Why? To capture that dolphin's female captive or to take care of business.

Females can be held hostage by males for up to few years. Males often create alliances when holding a female captive. These alliances can last a dozen years or so. One guards over the female while the other male goes to hunt, eat, etc. They take turn guarding the female. While both males are together with the female, the female is held captive between these two males to prevent the female from escaping or being kidnapped by other male alliances. When one wants to kidnap, the males do popping noises to call out other males. If others appear, they sometimes create super alliances to supersede and capture the female of another alliance. Or, these smaller alliances merge to create a super alliance for protection. This is similar to the "popular" crowd in high schools. Scientists call this the "WOW" crowd. (I personally found this choice of word amusing.)

One reason why males hold females captive is to restrict the number of mates the female dolphin has. But, the females often have strategies to increase mating partners. As soon as they bore babies, females are not available for few years and are usually left alone by males who look for females to hold captive. They may exist within superalliance groups but are left alone as far as sex and hostage is concerned. A benefit of this is that the alliance or pod helps the baby dolphin be protected from outside predators. The males in these pods also help protect the females and their calves from immature young male dolphins who do not understand their position in this complex society yet. These young ones often harass the females and their calves. The older ones help ward them off.

In instances when there isn't such protection or the older males become jealous, the male dolphins may band together to incessantly harass the female and the calf. The calf may be killed in order to win over or recapture the female. When there is no calf present, the female becomes sexually receptive once again. Otherwise, the mothers just fight off those who try to harm her calf or call in members of her super alliance with her popping sounds to gang up on these intruders, kidnappers, and murderers-to-be.

Hunting
You may already know by now that dolphins are very intellectual creatures who have a highly-complex social structure.

They use their intelligence to their advantage while hunting. They come up with innovative hunting techniques. Techniques vary from one dolphin to another. Some have mastered specialty techniques such as hunting in shallow water or shorelines using hydroplaning. Some use echolocation to find small fish buried deeply in the sand and accurately stick their snout into the sand to capture that fish. Others have chasing and catching techniques such as banding.

One interesting fact is that many play with their food "like ragdolls" before eating. Dolphins do not steal food from each other. This may be due to the societal structure and social benefits such as trust or avoiding conflicts.

Smaller subspecies of dolphins need to be defensive against their larger cousins such as the killer whales. They use their judgment in knowing when to be "noisy," using their sonar language, when to turn off their sonar, using silence and actively listening for their predators, and banding together in larger superalliances/pods.

As one can see, there is much more to these sweet-looking, communicative, and highly-intelligent mammals humans often identify with.

Thursday, October 21, 2004

Hooray!

Hooray!

I won the bet! The Red Sox won! I usually root for the Yankees and the Mets. But, I always root for the underdogs when there is a big game like the series and there's enough to warrant rooting for the underdogs. I wanted to see that silly "curse" be broken. It isn't completely broken yet, but the Red Sox team is on its way to breaking that so-called curse. I hope they make it.

Tuesday, October 19, 2004

Clocks in Heaven

Many thanks to Kaybee for this...

CLOCKS IN HEAVEN

A man died and went to heaven. As he stood in front of St. Peter at the Pearly Gates, he saw a huge wall of clocks behind him. He asked, "What are all those clocks?"

St. Peter answered, "Those are Lie-Clocks. Everyone on Earth has a Lie-Clock. Every time you lie the hands on your clock will move."

"Oh," said the man, "whose clock is that?"

"That's Mother Teresa's. The hands have never moved, indicating that she never told a lie." "Incredible," said the man..

"And whose clock is that one?" St. Peter responded, "That's Abraham Lincoln's clock. The hands have moved twice, telling us that Abe told only two lies in his entire life."

"Where's George Bush's clock?" asked the man. "Bush's clock is in Jesus' office. He's using it as a ceiling fan."

Please remember to VOTE!

Saturday, October 16, 2004

The Night Is About To Begin...

The night is about to begin, and I am waiting.... to hear from a friend about where to meet up and how to get to the restaurant in Hoboken. We are going to a friend's 40th surprise birthday party. I'm hoping to hear from her soon so we arrive before our friend is surprised.

I'm all dressed up and ready to go. I'm wearing black pinstripe pants with a magneta sleeveless shirt that has a nice tie at the top. My hair's up, and I've got make up on. All ready to go.

In the meantime, my friend is still at a turkish spa for another friend's birthday celebration. They've been there all afternoon. Later, the group will come over here to get dressed for the night and go out for dinner and limo ride. I'm hoping to be out of here before they take over the apartment.

La la la la la....

Wednesday, October 13, 2004

Skin Documentary Tidbits

Watched an hour-long National Geographic documentary last night about the evolution of skin and how it defines people. Here are few interesting facts from the documentary:

* 5 million hair follicles cover our bodies

* The brain and skin are deeply connected. The first sense to develop in the womb is touch.

* In our lips, there is a dense concentration of a specific type of nerves which may explain why kissing is a sensual experience.

* Our skin plays a role in attraction, not through touch but through chemistry. (This is prior to touching each other.) Our skin is full of pores which releases chemicals called phernomones. It is especially concentrated in the armpits and groins. Research has documented phernomones in sexual selection amongst animals, leading to research on phernomones in sexual selection amongst humans.

Tuesday, October 12, 2004

Cab Driver Known as Mr. Yap

Had a cab driver last name named Patrick Yap. He was on the cell phone when I got into the cab last night. He kept on yapping while I was waiting to tell him where to go. Finally, I just talked anyway.

He opened his mouth and stuck his finger in, looking more as if he was sticking it in to retch. He was actually asking me if I could talk. I decided it was ridiculous, so I just wrote down the destination address on the paper instead of repeating what I just stated. He wasn't listening anyway cuz he was on the phone while listening to me.

While looking out of the window during the ride, I kept on hearing a constant stream of sharp ongoing noises. I looked to realize that Mr. Yap was talking on the phone. I took a closer look and realized he was Asian. Some Asian dialects can be sharp and shrilly, according to what hearing peers informed me. During the entire ride, he kept on talking to the phone. I turned off my hearing aid.

I found it ironic that his last name was "Yap."
His last name basically matched his yapping character.

According to the online dictionary, "yap" means:

Verb
*To bark sharply or shrilly; yelp.
* Slang. To talk noisily or stupidly; jabber.
* To utter by yapping.

Noun
* A sharp, shrill bark; a yelp.
* Slang. Noisy, stupid talk; jabber.
* Slang. The mouth: Shut your yap.
* Slang. A stupid, crude, or loud person.

So, this cab driver was born with an appropriate surname. Thanks for entertaining me last night, Mr. Yap.

Sunday, October 10, 2004

Hitler's Drug Dependence

Just woke up from a nap. There wasn't much good on TV. I came across a History Channel documentary about Hitler and the role of drug dependence in his decisions during World War 2.

Hitler was an evil man who did great damage. I've always believed that Hitler had a serious mental illness.

What I found interesting and learned was that he had a drug dependence on cocaine, amphetamines and few other drugs prescribed by his personal physician, Dr. Morell. I was not aware of this.

It turns out that Hitler was a hypochondriac who suffered from a series of medical ailments which may have been exacerberated by the treatments Dr. Morell administered. In other words, Dr. Morell may have been unethical in his practice and caused further medical problems. What I found amusing to learn was that Hitler suffered from serious flatulence problems. What I did not find amusing was how Dr. Morell treated it which made the situation and his gastroentological problems even worse.

Hitler may have kept Dr. Morell on as a personal physican to maintain his drug dependence, despite his social disdain by Hitler's circle and severe olfactory problems (Dr hated showering/bathing and would rarely shower while Hitler showered at least twice daily and changed his silk shirts and clothes few times daily).

Only Hitler liked Dr. Morell and kept him until few weeks before his suicide after his lover, Eve, warned him about few things.

I also did not realize that Hitler suffered from Syphillis.

If Hitler received better (and ethical) medical care, how much of the drug dependence could have been avoided? Would WW2 have been deterred or the course of it altered?

Saturday, October 09, 2004

Sleeping in Heavenly Peace

Went to bed early last night and got 12 hours worth of sleep. Slept in heavenly peace. Woke up with a bad sore throat and ear pressure due to allergies and cold draft throughout the night.

Nonetheless, I feel relaxed and ready for the weekend. Haven't felt that way in a while.

I'm watching Lucy, my roomie's cat, hiding and ready to pounce on Emma, my cat, after Emma's done taking care of business in the liter box. It's amusing to watch them hide and pounce on each other. Sometimes they're like Abbott and Costello.

Emma scurried out of the cat box and is now in the hall licking herself. Lucy crawled and hid behind another corner. She's staring at Emma's every single movement. Stalker!

Today, I'm going to focus on relaxing, enjoying these precious free moments, possibly head out for few hours, and start working on my upcoming midterm papers. I really like the topics in these papers, so I'm looking forward to working on them. When you really enjoy the topic, you usually end up learning more. I enjoy the intellectual stimulus and excitement.

Wow. The liter box is really stinking now. Someone either forgot to cover up her poop, or she actually covered hers but unearthened an old one in the process of covering hers. Gross talk for the blog, but hey... factual happenings and nature of life ain't always pretty or sweet-smelling.

Off to scoop the cat box so the air smells heavenly sweet once again.

Thursday, October 07, 2004

Ride on a Whale!

Would have loved to experience this! How many time does this happen?

Surfer Takes Brief Ride on Whale

SAN CLEMENTE, Calif. (Sept. 30) - A surfer says the swell he was riding on a recent trip turned out to be more than just a wave - it was a whale.
Spyros Vamvas, a 60-year-old San Clemente therapist, felt the ocean swirl under him and was lifted up by the giant mammal.

"All of a sudden I just felt, wow, this huge noise and bump," said Vamvas, "and it lifted my board up. I'm looking down, and there's just swirling water and I see barnacles on the back of the whale. I'm used to dolphins. This was different. It was huge."

Witnesses at Lasuen Beach on Monday morning began yelling.

"We were all screaming, `Oh my God!"' said Mona Ferner, who was playing volleyball with her sister when she spied the whale.

Vamvas had no idea how big the whale was. Others on the beach guessed between 15 feet to 30 feet long, meaning the whale was likely a juvenile.

Vamvas, who has been surfing since he was 12, said the whale lifted him gently. "I never changed position on my board," he said.

Those who saw the incident said that after setting Vamvas back onto the water, the whale turned and headed out toward the open sea.

"It looked like the whale was obviously spooked," said Marine Safety Capt. Bill Humphreys, one of several lifeguards on the beach.

The sight of the whale scared a number of surfers out of the water, Humphreys said. Vamvas was the only one left in the surf line as the whale approached. Witnesses said he was looking out to sea in search of a wave and didn't appear to see the animal heading his way.

Vamvas said that his 6-foot, 10-inch surfboard wasn't damaged, though he did pinch the middle finger of his left hand between the whale and his surfboard.

Vibrating Sex Toy Shuts Down Airport

BRISBANE, Australia (Oct. 4) - A scare triggered by a vibrating sex toy shut down a major Australian regional airport for almost an hour Monday, police said.
The vibrating object was discovered Monday morning inside a garbage can at the terminal cafeteria at Mackay Airport in Queensland state, a police spokeswoman said.

Cafeteria manager Lynne Bryant said her staff had been cleaning tables when they noticed a strange humming noise coming from the garbage can.

"It was rather disconcerting when the rubbish bin started humming furiously," Bryant said. "We called security and next minute everybody was being evacuated while they checked it out."

The police spokeswoman said the terminal was evacuated immediately. Passengers who had arrived on a recent flight, check-in staff, cafeteria employees and hire car personnel were all forced to leave.

"Another two flights were expected to land at that stage but alternate arrangements were made for the passengers to collect their luggage away from the terminal," the spokeswoman said on the usual condition of anonymity.

She said the emergency alert was canceled after 45 minutes when the package was identified as an adult sex toy.

Bryant said in retrospect, the humming sounded exactly like a vibrator, but it was better to be safe then sorry.

"You can't afford to take chances," Bryant said.

Sunday, October 03, 2004

Lawn Chair Protest

I was walking down 51st Street one night 2 weeks ago when I passed an elderly woman sitting in a lawn chair outside a private residence with concierge services. This woman was wearing her house dress, a bad wig, and her old-lady slippers while holding a cane in one hand and a sign in another hand. The sign was a war protest sign. She just sat there holding up the sign as people walked down 51st Street.

Staying Afloat

Am staying afloat now while feeling overwhelmed with this semester's courseload, studies, and the new internship. The new internship is great and very eye-opening. I'm interning in a psychiatric hospital setting in the outpatient clinic while going to inpatient units as needed. I'm getting over the shock of seeing some things I've only heard about from others or have seen in movies. But, I'm really excited and looking forward to learning more. My supervisor is really academic-inclined and very clinical in her work. And, she's already challenging me in my thinking and application of social work stuff. I am glad that I have this internship opportunity and training. I'm still getting used to it, and I am starting to get into the groove... and staying afloat while doing the grad school and internship work. It's a rich experience.

Bushitis

Bush. Bush. Bush. Bush this and Bush that. Enough!

We know Bush sucks. We know he's a self-serving rich guy with his old men's network. We all know what we think of him. We know who likes him. We all know why we don't want him again as a President.

What good does it do for us to keep on complaining and wasting our breath talking about how evil he is or how much we like/dislike him?

Michael Moore effectively raised some of our conscience and/or consciousness further in his narrow satirical portrait of one of the many faces of Bush in his Farenheit 9/11 film. Many people are presenting different narrow portraits of Bush, showing the many faces of Bush and how his actions (or lack of) impacts our country, him and his folks, and the world.
I continue to remain unsurprised about Bush facts that arise. Even Bush's resume posted on Ridor's blog was nothing new.

Why don't we just refocus our energy on doing something productive such as beginning with social action and voting for once and all. How many of you stopped talking and took a moment to register to vote? Or, are you enjoying yapping your head and hands off too much? Cant turn off these motormouth/hands of yours?

Get off your ass and vote. Shut up and be more proactive.


Bushitis. That is what I call all this Bush talk and bickering crap. Break down these words with the word Bushitis. Bush - shit - it - is.