Grandma's House

How much chutzpah does it take to say something like this?

Retired Gen. Wesley Clark, a former Democratic presidential candidate now supporting Barack Obama, said Sunday John McCain's military service does not automatically qualify him to be commander in chief.

Underscoring during a national television appearance a position he has been expressing for several weeks, Clark said performing heroic military service is not a substitute for gaining command experience.

"He has been a voice on the Senate Armed Services Committee and he has traveled all over the world, but he hasn't held executive responsibility," Clark said.

Are you kidding me?? His candidate has no executive experience at all, and less than one full term as Senator. His time as a member of the Illinois legislature showed a definite lack of executive responsibility, unless that term now means voting "Present" rather than making a decision. Wesley Clark is a disgrace to the military, past and present. He has no more ability as a military man than my dog (no offense, Bandit). Why anyone should use him as a spokescreep is beyond me.

What a relief! I was afraid I'd turn out to be a Yugo...

I'm a Mazda RX-8!

You're sporty, yet practical, and you have a style of your own. You like to have fun, and you like to bring friends along for the ride, but when it comes time for everyday chores, you're willing to do your part.

Take the Which Sports Car Are You? quiz.

It's Phriday...where's Phideaux? HERE HE IS!!!





I kinda see a theme here, don't you?

I found out this evening that my son and his family are not going to be able to come for the Fourth of July get-together at oldest sissy-dawg's house. Now I'm bummed out. Will have to find a cure...

They've finally made up a countdown widget for the next Harry Potter movie, "Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince". Goody goody goody... I am so ready for this movie to come out. I'm watching the first five as I type this entry. They are so much fun!

I wouldn't work for this guy if my life depended on it:

Weyers, owner of a health care benefits administrator in Lansing, Mich., gave his 200 employees an ultimatum in 2004: Quit smoking in 15 months or lose your job. He refused to hire smokers. Ultimately, he extended his smoking ban to employees' spouses and monitored compliance through mandatory random blood testing.

Seriously, if the guy doesn't want to hire smokers, that's fine. It's his company. But to force their spouses to quit or they lose their job, that's too far. I used to smoke; had to quit in 1991 when I went on oxygen. Unlike many former smokers, however, I will not dictate to others as to whether they smoke or not. My husband still smokes; I will not tell him to quit. He's seven years older than I and can make up his own mind. He'll quit when he's good and ready. This tyrant needs to get a grip and quit trying to control other people's lives, unless he wants to start his own country. Smoking is not illegal, and he has no right to make these demands.

Here's a little bizarre news to lighten your day/weekend:

A woman in North Carolina had twins this week, and the smallest one weighed almost eleven pounds! Bet she's glad they weren't natural births. I know I would be. Both my kids added together didn't add up to one of hers. The kids will probably carry her home from the hospital.

A gas station in Ohio accidentally updated their highway billboard to show they were selling gas for $9.09 a gallon. I doubt they got many customers.

There are a couple of cops in Lakeville, Minnesota who really should be glad they don't work in Texas. They went into a man's home at 3 in the morning, where his children were having a sleepover, and woke the man up to tell him he left his front door unlocked. He's lucky the guy didn't shoot them. But then, it is Minnesota.

They have put up a monument to enemas in a city in Russia. It is an 800 pound bronze syringe bulb. Frankly, I think they should make a duplicate and put it smack dab in the middle of Congress. That's where it's needed most.

Thus ends our search for the bizarre today.

How about this? I actually got the Phriday Phideaux on Phriday! In celebration, I'm giving you two pictures tonight from ihasahotdog.com. It's Phriday, so we have to party. And who can party without this?



Of course, he has to play something, right? What better music than these guys?



Have a great weekend!!

My daughter-in-law sent me a meme, and I thought I'd share it with you. Give it a try...remember, your answer can only be one word.

1. Where is your cell phone? absent
2. Where is your significant other? bed
3. What color is Your hair? black
4. Your mother? female
5. Your father? male
6. Your favorite thing? food
7. Your dream last night? bizarre
8. Your favorite drink? coffee
9. Your dream/goal? survival
10. The room you're in? relaxing
11. Your hobby? this
12. Your fear? dying
13. Where do you want to be in 6 years? elsewhere
14. Where were you last night? here
15. What you're not? wealthy
16. Muffins? blueberry
17. One of your wish list items? movies
18. Where you grew up? Missouri
19. The last thing you did? this
20. What are you wearing? jammies
21. Your TV? overworked
22. Your pets? clingy
23. Your computer? laptop
24. Your life style? monotonous
25. Your mood? blah
26. Missing someone? babies
27. Your car? old
28. Favorite store? WALMART
29. Something you're not wearing? moustache
30. Your summer? hot
31. Like someone? yeah
32. Your favorite color? green
33. When is the last time you laughed? today
34. Last time you cried? ? today

I haven't posted for a few days because it took some time to regain my composure. I kinda lost it with one of the nurses at the doctor's office on Monday. If, by any slim chance, she's reading this, I'm sorry.

I called to get my test results and find out what course of treatment the doctor wanted to follow. I got nowhere. After more than $2,000 worth of tests that the taxpayers are getting stuck with, I'm no closer to an answer than I was before. The blood work they did last week confirmed my LFTs are still elevated, and my cholesterol is still too high. I asked her what the doctor wanted to do, and was told I should discuss it with the new doctor. You see, this doctor is leaving. I have to start over again with a new doctor, back at the clinic I was going to before this one.

I asked her if the doctor didn't want to start me on cholesterol medication, since it wasn't going to go away on its own. She said no, because my LFTs are elevated. Then, of all things, she asked me what I wanted to do! I lost it, and told her "I'd really like to NOT DIE!!" My cholesterol problem is genetic (get yours checked, sis), and my grandmother died from atherosclerosis. My father died from a massive heart attack. I don't want to die yet.

She asked me if I wanted her to schedule an appointment with a gastro-enterologist. I said no. If I have to start all over again with a new doctor, I'll let him tell me what I should do. I've lost all confidence in this doctor.

Anyway, I have an appointment next Monday afternoon. Hopefully this guy can pull his head out and give me some advice that will help.

Before anyone gets the wrong idea, I kept a log of my food and drink intake for a solid month. I did not alter my eating or drinking habits in any way. According to that chart, I am definitely not eating the cholesterol. It has to be hereditary.

Wish me luck.

What a weekend! Friday was my first-born grandchild's 12th birthday, and as much as it breaks my heart to say so, I was unable to reach her on the phone. She's spending the week with her other grandmother, and every time I tried to call I got one of those stupid messages from the phone company about trying again later. I guess it has something to do with the monsoon we've had the past few days. I hope someone will let her know I tried to reach her. I haven't seen her in a long time, nor any of the other babies, and I miss them terribly. I wish I had room for them to spend a week with me. I'm so jealous.

Sunday is Father's Day. Saturday is Flag Day. So tonight I'm watching Saving Private Ryan. Dad was a tank commander in Europe, my father-in-law landed on the beach the day after D-Day. Did you ever see The Rat Patrol? My FIL was one of the guys who fired the big gun on the back of the jeep. I found out a few days ago he got a Purple Heart while he was deployed. We have no idea what it was for, because he never talked about it. My dad got a Bronze Star for his service. Again, no idea why. Dad passed away in 1989, and my FIL passed in 1994. I still miss them both so much. If your father is still alive, contact him. Let him know you love him. If you have any ill feeling between you, settle them. Life is just too short. The man gave you life; try to respect him for that, if nothing else. Just let him know you're thinking about him this weekend. Really, it won't kill you.

Once again, this week Phriday Phideaux is late. For some reason I keep running over into Caturday with these posts. Oh, well. As an apology, I'll give you three this week, related to three of my favorite movie series:
Harry Potter:


Lord of the Rings:


And last, but not least, Star Wars:


Have a great weekend!

Check out this science experiment on oscillation over at Neanderpundit. Ten points if you can get anyone to try it!

And here's this week's Phriday Phideaux picture from ihasahotdog.com. I just love that face!

What the Beach Test Says About You

You like people, but you're careful about who you get close to. Friendship is important to you... so important that you aren't friends with just anyone. You fall in love with ease and confidence. Even if you've had bad experiences in the past, each new love is a reason to start completely over. You are deeply passionate about several things in your life. You're not passionate about much... and the few passions you have are truly obsessions. Your sense of humor is goofy and silly. You are good at making almost anyone laugh.

I wish my daughter would move back here. I don't have anyone to go to the theater with me. Cats is going to be in Springfield next month, and next March they're putting on a production of To Kill A Mockingbird. Between times, they're performing Pagliacci, and a concert by Dave Brubeck. I want to see them all. Can you tell my tastes are eclectic?

Just for the record, I will never watch a video on YouTube. I don't care what it is. Any website that would allow a video of a Marine being shot to death to stay up, even though they received multiple complaints, is not worth my time. They finally took it down yesterday, but it's been up for almost two months. At the same time, they ripped videos down if they even hinted at bias against the terrorists as "hate speech". No, thanks. I don't need them.

Okay, people, who is The Mole?? First glance, I'm guessing Mark, the history teacher. He should have had an inkling what items were not around in the 1700s, in my opinion. Come on, I knew revolvers weren't invented until later.