Living Proof

Yesterday was quite a day. The morning started out ok: had breakfast with my partner, cleaned the house, did some work and right after a phone conversation with a friend, I started to get severe chest pains. I’ve had many types of chest pains before- but this one was different. This started from my chest and made a beeline all the way down to my hands. Every jolt traumatized me. I finally collapsed and thought I should call 911, but instead I called Madelene. The last time I called 911, they charged me $500 for a ride down the road. No thanks. Madelene picked me up and we drove 10 mph to the hospital. I love Madelene dearly, but the woman drives like an old bitty. It’s her heart that counts, right? Or is it mine??? Anyway, we’re slowly making our way into purgatory, or I should say, the ER when she comes up with this question: "Do you think it's gas?" This isn’t going to look too good because now I’m getting irritated by her questions. Surprisingly, they rushed me in rig...

I’m so politically exhausted. I feel like screaming out of my apartment, “I HATE EVERYONE”, like a maniac running out of a psyche ward, but my neighbors would most likely call the guys in the white coats to come after me. What happens days before the election that people get so passionate and so vulgar with one another that it comes down to political blows and insults right into name calling? What are we trying to do? You vote for Obama. He votes for McCain. Another refuses to vote. Some vote for Paris Hilton. Why can’t we just secretly have our political views, vote for who we want and just be happy with that, instead of attacking one another? Are we trying to change people’s minds? Are we trying to convince ourselves that our choice is the “right” one? Or are we just trying to be right? In the end result, whoever wins, whichever candidate gets the royal crown, we all come together as a country regardless. Or do we? Does anyone still have passionate debates anymore after the election...

With the wedding bells coming to a halt and life beginning to go back to normal, I hear the hum of political jibber jabber on every news channel, personal blog, radio station, ----oh and my local newspaper. Yes, I read newspapers and I can tell you the sources too, unlike Palin. Most of you know I was 100% for the McCain/Palin ticket. The more and more Sarah Palin speaks, the more I cringe. At first, I loved her. She rocked! I know that every politician lies, but for the love of God--------be a good liar! My father used to always say, “If ya gonna steal---steal big! Get yourself an armored car and run!” I’m sure all the ink from the money would spew all over my face like a fricken octopus, but probably well worth it. Think about this: Sarah Palin isn’t fit or prepared to become our next president. Yes, I said “next president” because we all know that she’s literally one heartbeat away from the presidential seat. She can’t even name one newspaper that she reads. Her response was, “Ohhhh...