So far today, I have been incredibly lazy and not proud of it. I needed to do something productive so I chose to write some of my thoughts as of late. Laundry was the other option, so this was the obvious choice.
Let's begin with the Sarah Palin/'Family Guy' feud, shall we? I watched the episode and I laughed, a lot. As a DS mom, I thought it was pretty cool that a character with DS was portrayed. I don't think, Ellen,(the character with Down Syndrome) was portrayed in a negative way, she was feisty and had incredible self-confidence. Did I mention that one of the main character, Chris, had a crush on Ellen and asked her out on a date? How cool is that?? A 'typical' boy having a crush on a 'non typical' girl. Of course there were little jokes about some of the characteristics that many people with DS have and other developmental disabilities have, but they weren't that bad, in my opinion. I don't believe that Seth MacFarlane was making fun of Sarah Palin's adorable baby. I think he was putting in a zinger aimed at her... she's the moron, not her baby. If the writers would have left out the "My mom's the former governor of Alaska" comment, I don't know if such an uproar would have been made about the whole episode. I always hear variants of the word, "inclusion", as in, "We want our children to be included. We want them to fit it." Well, finally a character with Down Syndrome was included in a prime time cartoon and all of sudden, it's a bad thing. 'Family Guy' makes fun of people, that's what that show is popular for. Gay, straight, black, white, developmentally delayed... we are all now included.
Tiger Woods, thank you so much for coming out and apologizing. I can now sleep at night. You are a male whore and you're sorry. Ok.. but you lied again when you said Elin didn't beat the shit out of you. We all know she did, and you deserved it, you douche. Thank your lucky stars you weren't married to me, bc I am pretty sure you would have had a pitching wedge through your left eye and coming out your right ear and a 5 wood wrapped around your neck. When I get really mad, I turn all green and I can bend steel like it's a bread tie. You will be fine. Elin will, in time, be fine and hopefully your kids will be fine. They are the people you messed up the most, ass. Have fun paying for their therapy when they get older and realize their dad was an egotistical dickhead who betrayed their mom with a seemingly never-ending train of slutbags. Who knows what kind of diseases are floating out there in Tiger world. Icky.
James Traficant's hair beats Donald Trump's hair. Period.
I'm pretty thirsty, but we don't have anything in this God forsaken house to drink but beer and apple juice. Oh, and milk and water, but those are bor-ing.
A couple shout outs: If you live in Marion County, Ohio. Vote for my dad, Lewis Holland, in the upcoming May primary. He is running on the republican ticket for county auditor. I would vote for him, but I am 1. a democrat and 2. don't live in that county. Sorry, about that, dad.
Check out www.nataliedee.com, www.toothpastefordinner.com, www.marriedtothesea.com, www.superpoop.com (all of these comics can be found on Natalie Dee's site via links, fyi) very funny stuff. Please support my future daughter-in-law's parents (they don't know this yet, but their daughter is betrothed to my Logan.)
Last night, my hubby decided it would be a good idea to let me purchase 4000 microsoft player points for his xbox 360 so I could download songs for rockband. I am obsessed with rockband and I am obsessed with buying more girl songs that I can sing. So we paid the $50 to buy 27 songs. No joke. I still have 24 songs I want to buy. When it's all said and done, we will have a never-ending setlist of over 150 songs to conquer before beating the game. We will also be able to have some fun rock band shin digs at my house.
Ahhh,
I probably should shower. I am not going to lie, this stay-at-home mom stuff is kind of turning me into a stanky, lazy woman. I am on a path to be the female Ted Kaczynski. If I start writing a manifesto, shoot me, please.
MEH
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