Please join us for a fun day and a very worthy cause:
Checker’s Mutt Strutt and Charity Bike Ride will be at the Martinsville Speedway on APRIL 4th!
Check-in will begin at 8 a.m.
Charity Ride will begin at 10 a.m.
A Strut with your Mutt will begin at 11 a.m.
Enjoy a Picnic With Your Pet at noon!
Registration is $15, which includes refreshments, entertainment, and (if you register by March 15) you will receive a long-sleeved event t-shirt!!!
Contact the SPCA at 276-638-PAWS for more information, or register and create a team online at www.firstgiving.com/spca. Feel free to walk/ride as an individual or as part of a pack (two or more participants).
The kids and I are participating in memory of Benjamin. If you can’t join us, PLEASE consider making a donation (handy donation tool is located on left sidebar… it’s safe, secure, easy and can make a world of difference in the life of a shelter pet!
Barack Obama is the guy you remember from high school. He’s a good-looking, charismatic smooth talker with a bad reputation. His self-worth is measured by his successful conquests … and he hangs with a rough crowd.
Like the guy that will say and do anything to get in your pants, Barack Obama will say and do anything to get in your White House.
He’s the guy whose persistence and determination finally wears down your sensibilities and good judgment. He could’ve asked any girl to be his date at the school dance but he asked YOU! Knowing in your heart that it’s wrong and dangerous, you climb down the rose trellis in your prettiest dress and try to dispel your doubts about him by chanting a mantra in your head of “Have HOPE, he’s CHANGED.”
When he honks his horn in front of your house, you dash across the lawn before your father can chastise him for his bad manners, before your father grabs him by his scrawny neck and informs him that he’s not worthy of you and drags you back in the house. You hop on the back of his barely roadworthy chopper and hold on for dear life as he squeals the tires peeling away from the curb…
In short, Barack Obama is the guy that leaves you crying in your ripped dress and shredded self-respect. You never even made it to the dance…
John McCain is also the guy you remember from high school. The boy that you’d known since the third grade and the one that has harbored an enormous crush on you. You’ve had disagreements and even some fist fights with one another over the years, but when the chips were down, he was the boy you could count on. He’s the one that took you for ice cream and dabbed your tears with his handkerchief when you didn’t make the cheerleader try outs. You took him for granted and sometimes treated him badly but he never gave up on you. He gladly took a black eye or a bloody nose defending your honor.
He’s kinda geeky and a little awkward so he can hardly believe it when you agree to be his prom date. When he shakes your father’s hand, looks your father in the eye and promises to have you home by 11:30, you know he means it because you know John McCain.
In a move that could help increase home ownership rates among minorities and low-income consumers, the Fannie Mae Corporation is easing the credit requirements on loans that it will purchase from banks and other lenders.
The action, which will begin as a pilot program involving 24 banks in 15 markets — including the New York metropolitan region — will encourage those banks to extend home mortgages to individuals whose credit is generally not good enough to qualify for conventional loans. Fannie Mae officials say they hope to make it a nationwide program by next spring.
Fannie Mae, the nation’s biggest underwriter of home mortgages, has been under increasing pressure from the Clinton Administration to expand mortgage loans among low and moderate income people and felt pressure from stock holders to maintain its phenomenal growth in profits….
Nancy Pelosi’s monologue was obviously intended for Saturday Night Live. Sheesh.
When the going gets tough, the tough go CAR shopping. And I am nothing if not tough.
Choosing the right car is difficult. My (certifiably insane) dad has always maintained that a car is little more than four wheels with the intention to get you from point A to point B. Au contraire, crazy one. Since I hang on to my cars longer than I hang on to husbands (my cars are more dependable), finding the right “fit” is crucial. Considering how much time I spend in a car, buying the wrong one would be like wearing panties that were three sizes too small, backward. No, I can’t do that to myself.
With my standards (and underwear) firmly in place, I wandered like Goldilocks into the forest of car dealerships. Some cars were too big. Others were too small. A few were too hot. A bunch were too cold. Finally, I found the porridge, car that was JUST RIGHT:
Best part? With 405-horsepower, I’ll never be late again!
I need this car. I feel entitled to this car, especially because I didn’t read all the paperwork involved. The salesman says I can afford it and the loan has already been approved. Only one detail remains: do you and the other taxpayers mind paying for it?
This morning, while addressing a crowd of his supporters in Norfolk, Virginia, Barack Obama placed his politics above his plans for education reform. His first topic was the lipstick controversy HE created while speaking in Lebanon, Virginia:
First things first: It’s not pronounced “LEB-a-non” as in Beirut, Lebanon. It’s pronounced “LEB-nun.” My hometown, Richlands, is less than 30 miles from there so take my word for it. I know the pronunciation as well as I know the people. I can tell from the reaction of the crowd how they interpreted his “you can put lipstick on a pig but it’s still a pig” comment. If the crowd misunderstood the meaning of his words, he needs to tell them so. CALL A SPADE, A SPADE. (Why didn’t Obama use that simple metaphor, instead?) It’s perfectly understandable how one could misconstrue the words of this Harvard Law graduate who came to town with stories of pigs and lipstick. It happens all the time… What he meant to say was, “John McCain’s economic policy: THAT DOG WON’T HUNT.” That wouldn’t have created the media buzz, though, so Obama couldn’t play the victim role.
No, instead of clarifying his remarks, the Chosen One has chosen to blame John McCain and Co. for his poor decision to use a poor metaphor. Today in Norfolk, he admonished the McCain camp and the media, saying the controversy was made-up (think he meant make-up?) and used as “catnip.” THIS IS THE FISH THAT FELL OUT OF THE FRYING PAN INTO THE FIRE CALLING THE KETTLE BLACK! When Hillary’s campaign complained (correctly) about tactics such as these, Camp Obama indignantly dismissed them as “whining.” Remember Camp Obama’s “phony outrage” accompanying their charge that Bill Clinton was a racist? Looks like the three-inch STILETTO IS ON THE OTHER FOOT and Obama doesn’t like it. In the words of Jeremiah Wright, Obama’s longtime Spiritual Advisor (whatever the hell that is) THE CHICKENS HAVE COME HOME TO ROOST!
In an attempt to exemplify his vision of a clean, issue-oriented campaign, Obama says:
“I love this country too much to let them take over another election with lies and phony outrage and swiftboat politics.”
Who is them? The same them that Obama claims will try to scare people because he has, in HIS WORDS, a funny-sounding name? Them is not scaring anyone. Obama is with his constant claims of being victimized. It’s scary that someone with his education would still feel the need to play the victim card. More proof that we need education reform?
Filed under: Personal, blogging — Badrose at 10:31 pm on September 8, 2008
I just spent over an hour writing a post. When I finished writing and creating hyper-links, I meant to click on the icon to insert a picture but accidentally hit the embed/edit media icon. The editor went blank. I left that window open and entered the Site through a different browser, sighed relief when I saw it sitting in “Drafts,” opened the post, AND ONLY THE TITLE IS THERE!!!
It auto-saves every couple of minutes, right? Please tell me there’s a “special place” where posts you worked really hard on but hadn’t yet published are saved…
