A Little South of Sanity

The countdown has begun to the Super Bowl. Ok, I’m sure the countdown has started long before now, but I’ve started counting down and I’m actually getting excited about it.

In fact, I’ve spent quite a bit of time talking to Marcel about the Super Bowl, which surprises him, because I am not a fan of football. He’s not either, so I think my ramblings about the Saints has him rollling his eyes a bit. Even today while he was busy doing something with the Anilox roll cleaner, I was reading him an email that I got from a friend of mine about the ‘Who Dat Nation’ coming to Miami. The article was brilliant, but I think that only true southerners or Saints fans can really ‘get it’. Unfortunately for him, he’s neither, so he gave me a blank stare throughout most of it.

Either way- It’s time for the Saints to do their thang… and chase the Colts back to where they came from.

Who Dat!!!

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I received an email that ToysRus are selling and promoting Ouija boards as an appropriate ‘game’ for children 8 years and up. To make it more attractive- they are now making a ‘pink’ version for girls, while the ‘original’ version is for all children.

I would love to hear what people think about this. I remember hearing about Ouija boards when I was young, but other than on movies, I never saw one. When I married my first husband in 91, a group of us were having a conversation about them one night, and one of my friends decided to buy one on a whim. We played with it, and in the beginning I thought it was just everyone being silly, but later I came to realize that it was something else moving the pointer when it said things that others couldn’t have known.

I’ll admit- it freaked me out, and I stopped keeping it in my house, and I was an adult. I haven’t touched or thought of it since until I saw this article, and it makes me wonder how anyone could think that these things are ok for children. I don’t agree with them at all, but what people do as adults is their own choice, but children? Seriously?

I’d love to know what y’all think on this subject..

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I know that since Al Gore invented the Internet and then started talking about Global Warming that many people believe that it is true. Personally, I’m yet to be convinced that Global Warming is a true thing and feel that it’s nothing more than the cycle of the Earth and the way it sits on its axis. Some years it’s really warm and others years it’s cold.

This morning, I was reading some of the latest news on FoxNews, and came across an article that states that the U.N. report on Global Warming and the claim that the rainforests in South America being at risk is a false claim. Apparently there were those who knew this, but yet didn’t make an effort to change the report or have it corrected.

It definitely makes me wonder what other reports have been fluffed up to possibly receive funds or media attention. Something tells me that it’s probably a whole lot more than I could ever imagine.

If you’d like to read the article yourself, you can find it here.

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I don’t know about y’all, but I am absolutely THRILLED that for the first time in history the New Orleans Saints are going to the Super Bowl.

I’m not a fan of football and will be the first to admit it, but even I will be watching the black and gold bring home the title two weeks from now.

all I can say is: WHO DAT???

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Ok, I’ll admit that I’m probably the last person to find out about this Larry Platt “Pants on the Ground” sensation. Mom mentioned it to me yesterday, and before that I’d seen numerous mentions on Facebook about it, but I thought it was something people were saying in regards to hoping to see the Saints make it to the Super Bowl.

What I found out after talking to mom, is that this is a real song, written and created by none other Mr. Larry Platt himself. Who is Larry Platt? Well, before I watched his American Idol audition, I honestly had no idea. Truth is, I still don’t know who he is, but what I do know is that he’s created a sensation with his song.

I actually like the words- even though they are few, but they tell a story- so listen to Larry people and Pick yo pants up off the ground, cuz you look like a fool. You know who you are. Don’t ask questions, just do it. Larry will thank you, and so will anyone else who happens to be walking behind you and has to look at either your boxers or your bootay.

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Earlier when I was out walking JJ, I was stopped by three neighborhood children who happen to love him. Then again, everyone loves JJ- even people who don’t like dogs. These boys are originally from Turkey and one of them struck up a conversation with me about traveling to different parts of the United States. They wanted to know if I thought Los Angeles or New York City was better.

That is one question I couldn’t answer. I know both places have their good and bad points, and since I’ve never been to the “Big Apple” I couldn’t really say. I think I’d probably choose NYC though. Truth is- aside from Beverly Hills, I really wasn’t that impressed with Los Angeles.

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Several years ago one of my best friends who lives in California went to Mexico to have gastric bypass surgery. Her doctor was Amercian, but yet he performed surgeries in Mexcio on the side during the weekends. I always thought that was interesting, especially when he offered to do the same surgery for her there for a fraction of the price. She had no complications, and was home within a few days.

I have a feeling that there are others, such as spine surgery Mexico that occur which allows those who can’t always afford the surgeries here in the United States, to have them for a fraction of the cost in Mexico. I know others who have done the same thing and said they were treated better there than they’ve ever been treated here. What about you, would you do it? Sugery in another country for a fraction of the price?

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Ok, so Scott Brown won the U.S. Senate seat for Massachusetts, AND he’s a Republican. What I want to know is what this is going to mean for the people of the United States?

Anyone have any opinions? I’d love to hear them if you do.

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An Obituary printed in the London Times – Interesting and sadly rather true.

Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape. He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as:

- Knowing when to come in out of the rain;
- Why the early bird gets the worm;
- Life isn’t always fair;
- and maybe it was my fault.

Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don’t spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge).

His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a 6-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.

Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children.

It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer sun lotion or an aspirin to a student; but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.

Common Sense lost the will to live as the churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims.

Common Sense took a beating when you couldn’t defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault.

Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement.

Common Sense was preceded in death, by his parents, Truth and Trust, by his wife, Discretion, by his daughter, Responsibility, and by his son, Reason.

He is survived by his 4 stepbrothers;
I Know My Rights
I Want It Now
Someone Else Is To Blame
I’m A Victim

Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone.

*Note* – I don’t know that this was actually featured in the London Times, because I don’t read it, but I did think that it was creative, and definitely worth sharing. It’s defnitely true.

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Well, I’m a little disapointed to say that I didn’t really find anything extremely wacky yesterday during my travels, unless you count the fact that the parking garage that we drove around for 20 minutes trying to find (the signs said it was there- along with the Tom-Tom but we couldn’t find it) was snugly nestled underneath a construction site. Apparently they are in the process of building a new parking garage and they have the underground levels complete, so if you can find the small entrance way, you can drive under the ground, literally into the abyss of construction and park.

Don’t think you’re getting a discount either, same price as every day. Getting out of the parking garage on foot was a little interesting. We had to go up several flights of stairs (which is to be expected since we were under ground), but then we had to walk down these very small corridors which were nothing but plywood walls and floors, through doors which led to more of the same. At one point we even had to walk through a little area where we got a little shower, as the roof was leaking. I don’t think I’d want to do that after dark. It reminded me of something out of a horror movie and I kept waiting for Jason or someone to jump out and chop me to bits.

Luckily we managed to find our way out of the maze unscathed and went on to do some shopping at a coffee store and the local market. The things I’ll do to get some retail therapy in.

My quest for weirdness continues.

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