Note to all democrats refusing to show up on the legislative floor:
I extend you safe refuge at my house. But if you're in Illinois, stay there until we can mount a recall campaign against Scott Walker for singlehandedly destroying Wisconsin's democratic process.
It's time for us to do this. We shouldn't give Scott Walker any more opportunity to destroy Wisconsin democracy than he's had in his first two months in office.
He wants the missing democrat lawmakers rounded up? By whom? The Gestapo? That's where we're headed. Right wing nuts, this is my chant to you and yours:
RECALL SCOTT WALKER NOW
RECALL SCOTT WALKER NOW
RECALL SCOTT WALKER NOW
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Wisconsin Education System in Chaos
Here we are, two months into Scott Walker's administration, and already some things are in absolute chaos and total disarray.
There are four school districts closed down this morning, in protest over Scott Walker's intention to destroy collective bargaining union rights for Wisconsin's teachers. Everyone knows that Wisconsin teachers are underpaid to begin with. Why go after the underdog?
Because that's what Scott Walker does. He did this in Milwaukee County, and he is taking the same approach (apparently the only approach he knows) as leader of the State. Mr. Walker goes after the little people and squeezes them dry so the ultra-rich, i.e., Scott Walker supporters, can hold onto their millions without paying taxes.
Who suffers? The kids. So basically, Scott Walker is guilty of child abuse, along with his long list of other atrocious behaviors.
I have to take issue with Wisconsinites here. The majority of you elected Scott Walker, based on a pack of lies he spoon fed to you in 30 second soundbites.
If you elect a governor based on his rhetorical soundbites, this is what you get. A complete @sshole in charge. He gave you what you wanted to hear. What you didn't get was that there was NOTHING, and I mean ABSOLUTELY NOTHING, in Scott Walker's platform that made sense, was well thought out or even remotely close to the truth. You didn't do your research. Shame on you. You are as stupid as Scott Walker, and you deserve the crap that is flying out of Madison. Unfortunately, people who did do their research are also getting covered. We blame you. We won't forget.
I can see Scott Walker in his comfy office at the State Capitol, rubbing his hands together because he's making such a name for himself in radical right wing circles, grinning his moronic grin. Never mind the chaos in the education system, and the fact that people who have worked extremely hard their entire careers educating Wisconsin's children, now stand the chance of losing basic, fundamental rights.
My husband and I are making preparations to leave Wisconsin. We can't stand living in a State where all intellectual thought seems to have flown the coop.
Does anyone else see the irony in the fact Scott Walker has been in office less than two months and has managed to MUCK up everything? Your leader. The emperor has no clothes, but what's really sad is the emperor has no brain, either. Nor does he have any compassion.
Recall Scott Walker, NOW!
There are four school districts closed down this morning, in protest over Scott Walker's intention to destroy collective bargaining union rights for Wisconsin's teachers. Everyone knows that Wisconsin teachers are underpaid to begin with. Why go after the underdog?
Because that's what Scott Walker does. He did this in Milwaukee County, and he is taking the same approach (apparently the only approach he knows) as leader of the State. Mr. Walker goes after the little people and squeezes them dry so the ultra-rich, i.e., Scott Walker supporters, can hold onto their millions without paying taxes.
Who suffers? The kids. So basically, Scott Walker is guilty of child abuse, along with his long list of other atrocious behaviors.
I have to take issue with Wisconsinites here. The majority of you elected Scott Walker, based on a pack of lies he spoon fed to you in 30 second soundbites.
If you elect a governor based on his rhetorical soundbites, this is what you get. A complete @sshole in charge. He gave you what you wanted to hear. What you didn't get was that there was NOTHING, and I mean ABSOLUTELY NOTHING, in Scott Walker's platform that made sense, was well thought out or even remotely close to the truth. You didn't do your research. Shame on you. You are as stupid as Scott Walker, and you deserve the crap that is flying out of Madison. Unfortunately, people who did do their research are also getting covered. We blame you. We won't forget.
I can see Scott Walker in his comfy office at the State Capitol, rubbing his hands together because he's making such a name for himself in radical right wing circles, grinning his moronic grin. Never mind the chaos in the education system, and the fact that people who have worked extremely hard their entire careers educating Wisconsin's children, now stand the chance of losing basic, fundamental rights.
My husband and I are making preparations to leave Wisconsin. We can't stand living in a State where all intellectual thought seems to have flown the coop.
Does anyone else see the irony in the fact Scott Walker has been in office less than two months and has managed to MUCK up everything? Your leader. The emperor has no clothes, but what's really sad is the emperor has no brain, either. Nor does he have any compassion.
Recall Scott Walker, NOW!
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Wicky Wacky Walker the Wiener
Is this clown for real? I'm gone two weeks, and already he's destroying the State of Wisconsin.
First of all, where does this moron come off, deciding that any state employee whose union did not support him in the gubernatorial election is fair game for destroying their union? That's not governance, that's fascism. Walker is a fascist. Worse, he's an ignorant fascist, not unlike Adolph Hitler.
What's next? Are liberals going to have to sew a blue bleeding heart to their sleeves? Are we going to be sent to deconcentration camps, where our intelligence will be sucked out so we can't question Republican's idiotic methodology?
We live in interesting times. Scott Walker, and a lot of right wingnuts who share the same misguided ideals and who have managed to get themselves elected to powerful positions, seems to be balancing precariously on anarchy. And yet, they are so incredibly ignorant they don't see it. They think they are leading in a "conservative" direction. No government can oppress all of the people all of the time. That these clowns don't believe it is indicative of the future to come. We'll all get to watch the whole country disintegrate. That disintegration will come as an answer to the Republican rhetoric. I wonder what they will say then. Ah, screw what they'll say. I guess the good thing about anarchy is we'll all get a break from these wagging, lying, incompetent, unimaginative, unholy Republican tongues.
First of all, where does this moron come off, deciding that any state employee whose union did not support him in the gubernatorial election is fair game for destroying their union? That's not governance, that's fascism. Walker is a fascist. Worse, he's an ignorant fascist, not unlike Adolph Hitler.
What's next? Are liberals going to have to sew a blue bleeding heart to their sleeves? Are we going to be sent to deconcentration camps, where our intelligence will be sucked out so we can't question Republican's idiotic methodology?
We live in interesting times. Scott Walker, and a lot of right wingnuts who share the same misguided ideals and who have managed to get themselves elected to powerful positions, seems to be balancing precariously on anarchy. And yet, they are so incredibly ignorant they don't see it. They think they are leading in a "conservative" direction. No government can oppress all of the people all of the time. That these clowns don't believe it is indicative of the future to come. We'll all get to watch the whole country disintegrate. That disintegration will come as an answer to the Republican rhetoric. I wonder what they will say then. Ah, screw what they'll say. I guess the good thing about anarchy is we'll all get a break from these wagging, lying, incompetent, unimaginative, unholy Republican tongues.
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Costa Rica
Costa Rica is one of the most wildly exotic, beautiful lands I have ever visited. It is, in a word, breathtaking.
We arrived at our hotel in San Jose just in time to catch the last quarter of the Superbowl. I was so anxiety ridden by the close score, I could barely watch, but the Pack pulled it off. Congratulations to the wonderful team from Green Bay and their amazing performance in the biggest game Aaron Rodgers has played in yet! Unfortunately, we managed to annoy some Steeler fans in the hotel lobby, but they readily told us the Packers played better than the Steelers did.
When I say Costa Rica is breathtaking, I mean visually, but also the roads, the native drivers, the mountains, the beaches, the jungle, the rain forest and the local color. One shares the road with every type of vehicle, including ox carts, and of course, the natives. They all drive like they're insane, passing on double yellows, mountain curves, barely missing each other frequently. To be honest, Costa Rica has a very high auto fatality rate, but it can't touch Afghanistan, Iran, some African nations, the United Arab Emirates, or the Cook Islands. However, taking a journey to the middle east is not big on my list of destinations, so I am thankful that I survived Costa Rica uninjured in a car wreck.
I packed so many activities in the short time I was in the country, I need a vacation from my vacation; which is what I'm doing today. Nothing!
The villa we rented, perched on a mountain, was beyond our dreams in terms of beauty and luxury. The road to get to the villa was another story. I can only say that I am glad someone else drove up and down that mountain everyday. Even our 4 wheel drive SUV labored. Once there, however, the place was serene and beautiful, from it's saline pool to its amazing architecture. We were visited by toucans and howler monkeys, lizards, toads, butterflies and amazingly colorful birds, who liked to dip in the pool. The insects grow big in the jungle. Let's leave it at that.
Riding a horse into the jungle, down steep ravine cliffs and up steeper hills was a good reminder that I'm not twenty anymore, nor is my butt. Even with the extra padding, I was still feeling saddle sore. The ride was probably more ambitious than I had thought it would be, four hours on a horse is a little too much. But halfway through, we stopped at amazing Nauyaca Falls and swam in the cool pool beneath. That helped soothe my burning muscles. The jungle canopy soared overhead, and was full of parrots, toucans, monkeys, snakes, and bugs so big they looked like small dogs. Of course, a horse that knows its heading back to the barn is always a little frisky, so this old cowgirl had everything she could do to hold on while galloping up steep (and very narrow) trails. I am glad I did this; I don't think many people will see this waterfall unless they're prepared for a bouncing ride on a horse or a very long walk through some very rugged country. And it was worth seeing, believe me!
I'm glad I spent some time in the very warm waters of the Pacific a few days later, snorkeling at Cano Island. It helped heal me. The Caribbean is a better place for visibility, but the water temperature and history of Cano Island made this trip very wonderful and utterly worthwhile. Lots of fish to see, even some sharks and dolphins. Amazing boat ride on the ocean to the island. Amazing views of the Costa Rica southern coastline.
Snorkeling, deep sea fishing, a ride through treacherous mountain roads to reach a volcano (which ended up being shrouded in rain clouds) packed a lot into our short trip. Seeing the coffee growing on the sides of the mountains was wonderful. We had one day of solid rain up on the volcano, but since we were in the rain forest, you have to expect that. What we missed in lava flow we made up for in birds and wildlife.
The guys caught a couple of decent-sized sailfish on an all day fishing trip, and we're very happy with the experience, especially the pod of dolphins who showed up and entertained them with their aquatic skills.
In short, Costa Rica is beautiful. Wild. Exotic. Breathtaking
We arrived at our hotel in San Jose just in time to catch the last quarter of the Superbowl. I was so anxiety ridden by the close score, I could barely watch, but the Pack pulled it off. Congratulations to the wonderful team from Green Bay and their amazing performance in the biggest game Aaron Rodgers has played in yet! Unfortunately, we managed to annoy some Steeler fans in the hotel lobby, but they readily told us the Packers played better than the Steelers did.
When I say Costa Rica is breathtaking, I mean visually, but also the roads, the native drivers, the mountains, the beaches, the jungle, the rain forest and the local color. One shares the road with every type of vehicle, including ox carts, and of course, the natives. They all drive like they're insane, passing on double yellows, mountain curves, barely missing each other frequently. To be honest, Costa Rica has a very high auto fatality rate, but it can't touch Afghanistan, Iran, some African nations, the United Arab Emirates, or the Cook Islands. However, taking a journey to the middle east is not big on my list of destinations, so I am thankful that I survived Costa Rica uninjured in a car wreck.
I packed so many activities in the short time I was in the country, I need a vacation from my vacation; which is what I'm doing today. Nothing!
The villa we rented, perched on a mountain, was beyond our dreams in terms of beauty and luxury. The road to get to the villa was another story. I can only say that I am glad someone else drove up and down that mountain everyday. Even our 4 wheel drive SUV labored. Once there, however, the place was serene and beautiful, from it's saline pool to its amazing architecture. We were visited by toucans and howler monkeys, lizards, toads, butterflies and amazingly colorful birds, who liked to dip in the pool. The insects grow big in the jungle. Let's leave it at that.
Riding a horse into the jungle, down steep ravine cliffs and up steeper hills was a good reminder that I'm not twenty anymore, nor is my butt. Even with the extra padding, I was still feeling saddle sore. The ride was probably more ambitious than I had thought it would be, four hours on a horse is a little too much. But halfway through, we stopped at amazing Nauyaca Falls and swam in the cool pool beneath. That helped soothe my burning muscles. The jungle canopy soared overhead, and was full of parrots, toucans, monkeys, snakes, and bugs so big they looked like small dogs. Of course, a horse that knows its heading back to the barn is always a little frisky, so this old cowgirl had everything she could do to hold on while galloping up steep (and very narrow) trails. I am glad I did this; I don't think many people will see this waterfall unless they're prepared for a bouncing ride on a horse or a very long walk through some very rugged country. And it was worth seeing, believe me!
I'm glad I spent some time in the very warm waters of the Pacific a few days later, snorkeling at Cano Island. It helped heal me. The Caribbean is a better place for visibility, but the water temperature and history of Cano Island made this trip very wonderful and utterly worthwhile. Lots of fish to see, even some sharks and dolphins. Amazing boat ride on the ocean to the island. Amazing views of the Costa Rica southern coastline.
Snorkeling, deep sea fishing, a ride through treacherous mountain roads to reach a volcano (which ended up being shrouded in rain clouds) packed a lot into our short trip. Seeing the coffee growing on the sides of the mountains was wonderful. We had one day of solid rain up on the volcano, but since we were in the rain forest, you have to expect that. What we missed in lava flow we made up for in birds and wildlife.
The guys caught a couple of decent-sized sailfish on an all day fishing trip, and we're very happy with the experience, especially the pod of dolphins who showed up and entertained them with their aquatic skills.
In short, Costa Rica is beautiful. Wild. Exotic. Breathtaking
Saturday, February 5, 2011
Not in Costa Rica Yet
I'm still stuck in the frozen wasteland of Wisconsin. My past two flights to Costa Rica have been cancelled, duh, you think maybe because I was routed through Texas? Idiots. Continental Airlines tried to pass me off to a connection in Newark on Tuesday. Right. By then, my vacation is going to be half over. Actually, I had an agent on the phone, once I could find a freakin' number for Continental to actually talk to someone, who was very sympathetic and who managed to get us out of here, hopefully tomorrow. Great. I've only missed four days of my vacation now. At least I don't have to connect in Texas. I wouldn't trust those crackers to de-ice a porterhouse steak much less an airplane.
So, about the time the Packers begin their journey to another NFL title, I should be landing in Costa Rica. We'll see. I'm kind of hoping the airline will broadcast the SuperBowl, but I kind of wish they'd provide a meal on a six and a half hour flight, and they won't do that, either. I'm not complaining, though. Just PUH-LEEZE get me the Hell out of Wisconsin.
I took my dog for a walk in Washington Park this morning. Halfway through the park, the plowed walkway ended. I tried walking across a field of thigh deep snow. Then I crawled. Finally, I rolled. My dog thought this was great fun. I did not. There is something extremely pathetic about a 59 year old woman rolling across a field of snow. If anyone ever needed a vacation, I do. My SADS has sadly turned into SNOW PSYCHOSIS. I won't be building any snow men. I won't be making any snow angels. The only thing on which I intend expending any effort is bending my elbow to take the mojito to my cracked, chapped lips, and slipping into my private saline pool.
So, constant readers, I thought I might write something while I was away, but I will be taking a much needed vacation from everything, including this blog. Should something truly stupendous happen, I will find a way to share the info.
Meanwhile, I am, a grateful Citizen X.....or I will be on takeoff tomorrow.
So, about the time the Packers begin their journey to another NFL title, I should be landing in Costa Rica. We'll see. I'm kind of hoping the airline will broadcast the SuperBowl, but I kind of wish they'd provide a meal on a six and a half hour flight, and they won't do that, either. I'm not complaining, though. Just PUH-LEEZE get me the Hell out of Wisconsin.
I took my dog for a walk in Washington Park this morning. Halfway through the park, the plowed walkway ended. I tried walking across a field of thigh deep snow. Then I crawled. Finally, I rolled. My dog thought this was great fun. I did not. There is something extremely pathetic about a 59 year old woman rolling across a field of snow. If anyone ever needed a vacation, I do. My SADS has sadly turned into SNOW PSYCHOSIS. I won't be building any snow men. I won't be making any snow angels. The only thing on which I intend expending any effort is bending my elbow to take the mojito to my cracked, chapped lips, and slipping into my private saline pool.
So, constant readers, I thought I might write something while I was away, but I will be taking a much needed vacation from everything, including this blog. Should something truly stupendous happen, I will find a way to share the info.
Meanwhile, I am, a grateful Citizen X.....or I will be on takeoff tomorrow.
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Blizzard, Day Three
I hate Wisconsin. I hate the f*ckn snow, I hate the cold, I hate the ice, I hate wearing mittens, I hate wearing boots, I hate scarves, I hate heavy coats that make you look 90 lbs. overweight, in short, I hate Wisconsin in the winter. I also hate these stinking wool socks that irritate the dry skin on my heels.
The idiot who is supposed to plow our alley has not shown up, and many families who live on the circle are completely stranded, with their cars in garages blocked by 10 foot snow drifts. The neighbor who hired this person, has no information for us, other than updates that fail to come true. My husband's car is stuck in the garage. We are supposed to be at the airport at 4 a.m. tomorrow morning for a trip to Costa Rica, but it's up in the f*ckn air whether that will actually happen. No way are we going to be able to go to the airport in our car. Fortunately, I have a real wonderful brother-in-law who doesn't mind the early wake up call. Right now, he is the only good thing in Wisconsin. The worst thing about this trip is I have to leave f*ckn Wisconsin and fly to f*ckn Texas, the second biggest shit hole in the universe. The weather is bad in Texas. Ice and cold. To all of you f*ckn morons who don't believe in global warming, wake up and wipe the ice off your a-holes.
Now my complaints are silly at best, I know. Nothing is life threatening, nothing is the end of the world. Except, it's my f*ckn life and I'm f*ckn sick of being ass-freezing, bullshit cold.
I have been wanting to move out of this god forsaken ice hole my entire life, and I'm still here. That's it. I'm done. I seriously doubt if I will be boarding the plane to come home from Costa Rica, if by some f*ckn miracle I actually f*ckn get there in the next f*ckn three days. My husband will just have to deal with it, much the same way I've had to deal with his reluctance to fully retire and go someplace warmer. Even if I die there, at least I'll die warm and tropical. I'm dying here. I am glad I realized it and I'm going to save myself. If I don't freeze to f*ckn death first.
The idiot who is supposed to plow our alley has not shown up, and many families who live on the circle are completely stranded, with their cars in garages blocked by 10 foot snow drifts. The neighbor who hired this person, has no information for us, other than updates that fail to come true. My husband's car is stuck in the garage. We are supposed to be at the airport at 4 a.m. tomorrow morning for a trip to Costa Rica, but it's up in the f*ckn air whether that will actually happen. No way are we going to be able to go to the airport in our car. Fortunately, I have a real wonderful brother-in-law who doesn't mind the early wake up call. Right now, he is the only good thing in Wisconsin. The worst thing about this trip is I have to leave f*ckn Wisconsin and fly to f*ckn Texas, the second biggest shit hole in the universe. The weather is bad in Texas. Ice and cold. To all of you f*ckn morons who don't believe in global warming, wake up and wipe the ice off your a-holes.
Now my complaints are silly at best, I know. Nothing is life threatening, nothing is the end of the world. Except, it's my f*ckn life and I'm f*ckn sick of being ass-freezing, bullshit cold.
I have been wanting to move out of this god forsaken ice hole my entire life, and I'm still here. That's it. I'm done. I seriously doubt if I will be boarding the plane to come home from Costa Rica, if by some f*ckn miracle I actually f*ckn get there in the next f*ckn three days. My husband will just have to deal with it, much the same way I've had to deal with his reluctance to fully retire and go someplace warmer. Even if I die there, at least I'll die warm and tropical. I'm dying here. I am glad I realized it and I'm going to save myself. If I don't freeze to f*ckn death first.
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
The Blizzard of 2011
It is such a white nightmare! Milwaukee is buried. Our flights to Costa Rica are cancelled for tomorrow; hopefully, we'll get out of here on Friday. On the safe and silver lining side, our friends did not have to drive across the state today to make our Thursday flight. Not sure they would have made it, and if they did, it would probably have been the longest trip in the history of that ride. I think we'll do better tomorrow. So we lose a vacation day......not exactly the end of the world.
This storm was quite remarkable. It took me an hour to shovel from my back door to the back gate. That's a distance of about twenty-five feet. My dog went outside and promptly got stuck in the snow. She's a springer, but it was hard for her to spring when she landed in a 4.5 foot drift. I had to fish her out. Then she whined because her toy got lost. We dug for awhile looking for that. Eventually, my husband, my neighbor and I managed to clear the walks around and in front of our house. It took all morning. We couldn't go anywhere, though. The city plows didn't come through until about fifteen minutes ago. My husband's car is in the garage. It, also, isn't going anywhere until the private guy comes and plows out the alley.
I have plenty of food and wine. The furnace is running just fine. The roof is new. I have a lot to be thankful for. I'd have a lot more to be thankful for if I lived in a more temperate climate. I believe this trip to Costa Rica is going to be more than a vacation; I think we'll investigate some real estate possibilities. If global warming means extremes in weather patterns, then this storm is indicative of things to come. I do not want to be here in five years. Frankly, I don't want to be here now.
Anyway, it's the big blizzard of 2011. I am following the wisest being in my house today. The kitty is curled on the bed sound asleep. I'm going to join him. Some days were just meant for cat napping. Purr!
This storm was quite remarkable. It took me an hour to shovel from my back door to the back gate. That's a distance of about twenty-five feet. My dog went outside and promptly got stuck in the snow. She's a springer, but it was hard for her to spring when she landed in a 4.5 foot drift. I had to fish her out. Then she whined because her toy got lost. We dug for awhile looking for that. Eventually, my husband, my neighbor and I managed to clear the walks around and in front of our house. It took all morning. We couldn't go anywhere, though. The city plows didn't come through until about fifteen minutes ago. My husband's car is in the garage. It, also, isn't going anywhere until the private guy comes and plows out the alley.
I have plenty of food and wine. The furnace is running just fine. The roof is new. I have a lot to be thankful for. I'd have a lot more to be thankful for if I lived in a more temperate climate. I believe this trip to Costa Rica is going to be more than a vacation; I think we'll investigate some real estate possibilities. If global warming means extremes in weather patterns, then this storm is indicative of things to come. I do not want to be here in five years. Frankly, I don't want to be here now.
Anyway, it's the big blizzard of 2011. I am following the wisest being in my house today. The kitty is curled on the bed sound asleep. I'm going to join him. Some days were just meant for cat napping. Purr!
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