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August 15th, 2008 9 of 365: I Gave In 4 Comments

9 of 365: I Gave In

I’ve been trying not to shop for a while now…
Saving for a house, a trip, and a cruise this year has me watching the pennies pretty tightly.
However, I felt the need to get some cute items at the Topanga Mall today…
Sue me.

This weekend should be a busy one…

Comedy Union tonight…
Santa Monica and Venice Beach tomorrow…
on Sunday…

I imagine that on Monday, I’ll be fighting the pull to stay in bed and NOT go to work to recover from the expensive weekend.

Eh well…such is life…

Whew…but it feels so goooooood!

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September 2nd, 2005 Speaking Out… 1 Comment

 Speaking Out...

CLUELESS

clueless_bush Speaking Out...

WHO VOTED FOR THIS ASSHOLE?

Friday, September 2nd, 2005
**taken from michaelmoore.com**

Dear Mr. Bush:

Any idea where all our helicopters are? It’s Day 5 of Hurricane Katrina and thousands remain stranded in New Orleans and need to be airlifted. Where on earth could you have misplaced all our military choppers? Do you need help finding them? I once lost my car in a Sears parking lot. Man, was that a drag.

Also, any idea where all our national guard soldiers are? We could really use them right now for the type of thing they signed up to do like helping with national disasters. How come they weren’t there to begin with?

Last Thursday I was in south Florida and sat outside while the eye of Hurricane Katrina passed over my head. It was only a Category 1 then but it was pretty nasty. Eleven people died and, as of today, there were still homes without power. That night the weatherman said this storm was on its way to New Orleans. That was Thursday! Did anybody tell you? I know you didn’t want to interrupt your vacation and I know how you don’t like to get bad news. Plus, you had fundraisers to go to and mothers of dead soldiers to ignore and smear. You sure showed her!

I especially like how, the day after the hurricane, instead of flying to Louisiana, you flew to San Diego to party with your business peeps. Don’t let people criticize you for this — after all, the hurricane was over and what the heck could you do, put your finger in the dike?

And don’t listen to those who, in the coming days, will reveal how you specifically reduced the Army Corps of Engineers’ budget for New Orleans this summer for the third year in a row. You just tell them that even if you hadn’t cut the money to fix those levees, there weren’t going to be any Army engineers to fix them anyway because you had a much more important construction job for them — BUILDING DEMOCRACY IN IRAQ!

On Day 3, when you finally left your vacation home, I have to say I was moved by how you had your Air Force One pilot descend from the clouds as you flew over New Orleans so you could catch a quick look of the disaster. Hey, I know you couldn’t stop and grab a bullhorn and stand on some rubble and act like a commander in chief. Been there done that.

There will be those who will try to politicize this tragedy and try to use it against you. Just have your people keep pointing that out. Respond to nothing. Even those pesky scientists who predicted this would happen because the water in the Gulf of Mexico is getting hotter and hotter making a storm like this inevitable. Ignore them and all their global warming Chicken Littles. There is nothing unusual about a hurricane that was so wide it would be like having one F-4 that stretched from New York to Cleveland.

No, Mr. Bush, you just stay the course. It’s not your fault that 30 percent of New Orleans lives in poverty or that tens of thousands had no transportation to get out of town. C’mon, they’re black! I mean, it’s not like this happened to Kennebunkport. Can you imagine leaving white people on their roofs for five days? Don’t make me laugh! Race has nothing — NOTHING — to do with this!

You hang in there, Mr. Bush. Just try to find a few of our Army helicopters and send them there. Pretend the people of New Orleans and the Gulf Coast are near Tikrit.

Yours,

Michael Moore
MMFlint@aol.com
www.MichaelMoore.com

P.S. That annoying mother, Cindy Sheehan, is no longer at your ranch. She and dozens of other relatives of the Iraqi War dead are now driving across the country, stopping in many cities along the way. Maybe you can catch up with them before they get to DC on September 21st.

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July 20th, 2005 Stop Peeing in my Cheerios 8 Comments

Two ladies met up after a few years of not having talked. They found a nice spot on a log, and swinging their legs, they begin to discuss their marriages and how things had been over the past few years…

Lady 1: OMG! It’s been so long since we talked! How are things with your husband? Wasnt your anniversary celebration recently?
Lady 2: Yes! It was so great! On our 1st wedding anniversary, Harry bought me a diamond bracelet!
Lady 1: Isn’t that nice!
Lady 2: Yep! And on our 2nd wedding anniversary, Harry bought me diamond earings!
Lady 1: Isn’t that nice!
Lady 2: Yep! And on our 3RD wedding anniversary, he bought me a car!
Lady 1: Isn’t that nice!
Lady 2: Sure is! But all this talk about me…..What did your husband get on your anniversary?
Lady 1: Well……on our anniversary, my husband bought me etiquette lessons. So instead of saying “Fuck You!” or “Fucking Bitch!”, I say, “Isn’t that nice!”.

Grr….dont you hate it when you’re having a good day and someone comes along and “Pees in your Cheerios”?
And they KNOW what they’re doing and take pride in trying to sabotage your day….

The person may not necessarily be “negative”, but just have a nack for spoiling what would ordinarily be a happy day. Those people get on my nerves. You just wanna throw a shoe straight for their forhead or make direct contact with your fist.

But while it may make you feel better momentarily…..your negative response is exactly what they’re looking for. It means they’ve won. So I think instead of saying “fuck you”, i’m just gonna start saying, “Isnt that nice”.

Yesterday started off good, middled out to kind of shaky, and after my beautician’s car got stranded, I decided to head home and do some serious shopping. :razz:
I went to new york company, then I went to - ran into janetta (Zeta) who I hadn’t seen in a long time, and I went to the Apple store to see about getting Incog’s Ipod fixed, and then I went to the gym. :thumbsup:

I was kind of irritated at Apple because i had gone in on Monday and asked them if they offered immediate service support or if i was going to have to leave it and come back and they told me that it was immediate and to just bring it in. Fine….Great. So when i went yesterday, I walked in and the gentleman told me that I had to make an appointment and that the next available time was TWO HOURS from then. :wtf:

*blank stare*

“Well…….Isn’t that nice”.

*snatch back the Ipod*

Anyhow, I spent a lot of money that I shouldnt have yesterday…Good thing I dont own any credit cards….a tee hee hee… :blush: But I was able to get a lot of new clothes for work, so I’m really happy about that. I have a “meeting” at 3 today, so pray for me if you will….

I hope you guys all have a blessed Hump Day!

xoxoxoxoxoxo

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