Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Merry Christmas!

It's after midnight, the pumpkin pie is in the oven, and the cherubs are asleep. Was that the sound of hoofs on the roof? It must be time for me to do the elf thing before dawn.

Merry Christmas to all my family and friends.

And as Tiny Tim observed, "God bless Us, Every One!"

Friday, December 19, 2008

Drew Peterson is at it again

Drew Peterson is at it again.

You remember him: the ex-policeman whose fourth wife "disappeared" under suspicious circumstances, and whose third wife's death has recently been ruled a homicide. Guess who is the prime suspect in both cases?

And now he's working on acquiring a fifth victim - oops, I mean wife. A dolt is supposedly engaged to this "Most Eligible Bachelor." She denies it, but a police source and her own father have confirmed it.

First of all, why is Drew Peterson still walking the streets, cruising for chicks?

Secondly, does this woman read? Does she watch TV? Maybe she only watches cartoons instead of the news. How can she consider any relationship with this possible serial killer?

Her father claims he will do everything in his power to keep her from Peterson. Too late, sir! You had your chance to instill basic common sense in your daughter all during her childhood.

Imagine what this poor father must be thinking now: Where did I go wrong? How did I manage to raise an idiot for a daughter?

Why do some women gravitate toward such men as Peterson, OJ, and the other Peterson (Scott)? They've been violent toward women in the past - or at least have great suspicion on them of violence toward the women they loved and swore to love "til death do us part." Yet there's always at least one woman willing to date them. How sweet-sounding do they have to be to make a woman ignore those suspicions? How do these guys convince these gullible women of their innocence?

There seems to be a similar pattern of abusive men talking their victims into staying with them. I'll change, baby! I'll never do it again! Maybe they tell future fiancees, "My wife was a whacko who made my life miserable. It's all her fault, if I did anything wrong! She deliberately disappeared [or got herself killed] to ruin my life!"

Some women fall for it over and over again. I'll never understand that.

And poor Drew Peterson claims that "the media has kind of ruined every relationship I've had, so it scares people."

Yeah, right. It's all the media's fault. You're innocent, huh.

Twice - and counting...

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

darn yard decorations!

As I mentioned before, I love everything about Christmas. Well, almost everything. I hate the commercialism. And I hate detangling lights, or worse yet - trying to figure out why a strand of lights isn't working. That can take hours! The set usually ends up in my trash can.

Patience is not my forte.

And the fact that many light sets are $2 or $3 instead of $15 doesn't hurt. Why is it okay to throw out a $3 set of lights, but if it cost $15, we check each bulb to see which one is the problem? Hmmm...

My current Christmas battle: the outdoor decorations versus the wind.

I guess I pick defective decorations because I don't notice my neighbors' decorations blown over. I have many flat, lighted decorations in the yard; they require stakes to secure them in the ground. The manufacturers always include stakes, but what they provide never seems sufficient to endure the December winds.

I've checked at hardware stores; they're useless in this situation. Why can't someone make stakes that truly secure lawn decor? Maybe the stakes need to be 3 feet long instead of 5 inches!

Poor Snoopy and Frosty are doomed - for now!

Friday, December 5, 2008

This can't be good...

I hate misleading headlines. You know the ones: the wording suggests one thing, but when you read the story it's not the way you took it.

Take this story by Fox News for example: http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,461928,00.html

A palm pistol "aimed" at the elderly and disabled?

Turns out it's an ergonomically designed pistol so that the elderly and disabled can use it more easily. Oh.

Poor word choice, people!

I have arthritis, so I can sympathize with people who want to protect themselves but might have difficulty physically pulling a trigger.

I have a few problems with this supposed palm pistol, however:

1. It looks like an asthma inhaler, not a gun. How are police supposed to recognize this as a gun instead of as a toy or simple plastic apparatus?

2. How are grandchildren going to know that this is a gun and not some toy to play with? And if it's easier for the elderly to use, it's certainly going to be easier for kids to just push a button and fire.

3. Why would the gun manufacturer get approval from the FDA (Food and Drug Administration) instead of the ATF (Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco, and Firearms)? Is it a food or drug? No, it's a gun! How were they able to go that route and still get approval for a gun design?

4. A doctor just writes a prescription for it? And Medicare (i.e. taxpayers) pay for it?

This is a good thing?