So I really am in the process of updating this site- I’ve even gone so far as to get a copy of Dreamweaver.  Now if I just figure out how I actually want the site to look…

http://www.lavenajohnson.com/

I’m going to write my congressman- you should too.

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Quote by Thich Nhat Hanh

I grieve for this woman. France should be ashamed of itself today.  A horrible, debilitating disease from which there is NO relief.  The denying of the right to die for a mentally competent adult should be considered a crime against humanity. 

I fervently hope some brave person took it upon themselves to aid her in this quest for relief, relief from the physical pain and the unimaginable emotional pain of having your family watch as she turned from Maman to monster.  To that brave person: whoever you are, I’d hug you if I could.  Once the grief lessens, sleep well at night, you did the right thing.

The idea of losing a family member terrifies me.  I’ve been very lucky thus far- I didn’t lose anyone really close to me until I was 21.  It still affects me everyday.  Yet, the idea of watching a family member suffer in agony for an interminable period from a terminal illness… I can’t even put into words how scary that is. 

I’d like to find those people who rallied against this woman’s right to die.  I’d like to stuff red hot pins in all their appendages, and eyes, and stomach, and anything else it would take to get them to realize a life of agony is no life at all.  Like Hanh says, its fear of the unknown- fear of cosmic retrobution- fear of death that gives people the stubborn will to keep fighting when no hope is left, to suffer bravely and ask for no help.  This is the way a lot of people react to diblitating, painful illness.  However, when the pain is so great and the chance for recovery none existant, eventually a person moves past that fear and with head held high, walks proudly into that dark night.  Or tries to, until close-minded people with those same fears try to stop them.  Shame.

There are a lot of reasons I follow the hoardes and watch American Idol, but this is by far the best reason:

“David Hernandez tells us about his job at a pizza bistro. He says the words “pizza bistro” like a million times, which no matter how many times you say “pizza bistro” it still means teabagging out-of-town businessmen.”(written by Jacob at www.twop.com)

My GOD!  I almost lost my mind laughing when I read this.  For the rest of the recap, click here.  

Seriously, reading the recaps is the number one reason I make sure I watch each episode.  That may sound odd since the recaps are supposedly there for those who missed the show, but the unbelievably funny writing is twice as awesome when you can picture exactly what they are talking about.  Like David Hernandez teabagging a business man.  Hehehe.

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I hate LOLCat speech.

HATE.

I don’t care how granny-ish that makes me.

HATE.

I dislike HRC, I didn’t caucus for her, although I will likely vote for her if she gets the nomination. 

But if one more piece of shit news outlet publishes a story about her getting teary eyed, I will start a journalistic revolution.

From www.cnn.com “Hillary Clinton became teary-eyed during an event at Yale University Monday — a moment that harkened back to her much talked-about display of emotion on the eve of the New Hampshire Primary.”

For fuck’s sake!  Who honestly cares?  If she was a man would ANYBODY care?  If I wanted a robot for president, I’d vote for John Kerry again.

Liberal media my ass.  Sexist, double standard promoting, mysogynistic hypocrites is what they are.  They aren’t liberal or conservative anymore, they’re just mean.

Yeah, long time and all that.  Moving on.

My newest way of avoiding writing/cleaning hobby is crochet.  Once I finish my octopus, I’ll post a picture.

I’m waiting to be an aunt.  It’s hard to believe that the little boy I’ll always think of as nine years old is going to be a dad.  Nutty.

The Packers lost.  I hate Eli Manning.  After his draft stunt I’ll never root for him, even if hell freezes over and they trade him to the the Pack.

I’m lovin’ American Idol right now.  I can’t help it.  I’d rename the blog “Tool-Girl” but I think everyone’s figured that out already.  I love Simon, I love crappy singers and I love being a tool.

Be prepared for some short posts.  I’ve decided to post just a few words if that’s all I can come up with, so forewarned and all that.

My cat is driving me nuts, as usual. 

I got a comfy new blanket.  On clearance too! 

Mom’s in San Diego, over her birthday.  But not for her birthday- she’s there for a conference of some sort.  Given the ice storm this morning, I’d say she picked a good time to go.  Still, She goes to classes and conferences about every month for the last few years.  Ever wonder why the Army sucks up so much money?  Armor?  Weapons? Medical Supplies?  Nope, it’s sending everyone all over the country so they can get together and drink, sightsee and of course hold meetings that decide/teach absolutly nothing.

Winter is starting to get on my nerves, comfy blanket or no.  Not a week has gone by since Novemeber where we haven’t been pounded with some combonation of ice/snow.  And don’t give me that, “Well, you’re in Iowa what do you except?” shit.  In the past ten years, I don’t remember a winter even half this bad.  Definitely not one that had snow on the ground for three months straight.  Buy some energy-efficent lightbulbs and cars people.  This global warming shit is making me nuts.

I’m in a mood today, can you tell?

New Job!  New NaNoWriMo! New soapbox speeches! 

Are we excited yet?

Reading: No Polt No Problem By Chris Baty

Watching: America’s Next Top Model (I know, I know)

Listening: Pat Green and Miranda Lambert

Shopping: Half Price Book Store (shocking, I know)

Playing: Mystery Case Files Madam Fate