If 1 out of every 10 men is gay, and 95% of all straight men are either idiots, jerks, or married (and these categories are not all inclusive), then that leaves less than 5% of the male population over the entire globe for me to choose from as a possible mate.

I guess I will be alone.

Patti LaBelle lawsuit

Has anybody else seen this shit?

http://abcnews.go.com/Entertainment/patti-labelle-sued-west-point-cadet-houston-airport/story?id=13752701

Doesn't look like an "unprovoked" attack to me.

Bah humbug!

I have a feeling my posts will become more and more scarce after the holidays and the arrival of my nieces than they already are. Nobody really reads this blog anyway, not but a handful of people, and there are some people that would read it if they knew about it - but those are people that I'd rather not have knowing it exists. My private thoughts, and even my thoughts that I share out in Blog World, are not thoughts that many people I know would appreciate very much. This is mostly because these are thoughts they wouldn't understand or agree with. As technologically advance as our culture is, and as tapped in to society as most people in my generation tend to be, there are still a lot of judgmental and intolerant people out there.

I love my family dearly, but there are members of my extended family that I have different philosophies than. I mean, I know that's going to happen. I get it. But how can people brought up in the same belief system with the same general values have such different ideas about things?

I am so sick of the Christmas holiday and its commercialization. When a child cries because they didn't get as many gifts as their cousin/sibling, or when adults can't NOT buy gifts for one another in financial hardship for fear of ruining the "Christmas experience" for their child, things have gone entirely too far. When I was a kid, we enjoyed just getting together with one another for Christmas. I always got gifts that I wanted/liked, and my parents had taught my sister and myself how to appreciate the finer things in life. We didn't get gifts "just because"; my parents were too busy making sure we had clean, intact clothing on our backs and food in our bellies. I didn't need the newest gifts or the most advanced gifts, because I knew how to use my imagination with my toys. My sister and I played with dolls and created stories for them. Every week we wrote our own Barbie soap operas. We dressed up and pretended to be literary/film characters. Sure, we occassionally played video games, but they did not consume us. As a child, I loved to read. How many kids these days actually pick up books when it's not required of them?

I never wanted to be one of those "old fogeys" who reminisced about the "good ol' days", but I just cannot understand, as a twenty-something who both knows how to use technology and how to be creative, how things have changed so drastically since my childhood. Many people my age claim they do not want to bring children into this world because of all of the bad things in it. On the contrary, I want to bring children into this world in order to help bring something good back. I cannot wait to instill the values I find important in my children, in hopes that they will then pass on the same values into theirs. I may disagree with my parents on a lot, but they taught me how to appreciate what I have and how to work hard, and those are values I will never wish I didn't have.

And baby makes 22.

On Today this morning, Michelle and Jim Bob Duggar announced that they are expecting their 20th kid in March.

Michelle is 45 years old.

I don't care how much you love children. What these people are doing is crazy. It's unsafe. This woman is putting her life at risk all because she's going to let God dictate the number of children she has. Jesus, woman. If you're not going to be on birth control, at least make your husband pull out!



Click here to watch the foolery.

Baby Fever

I have been having a lot of dreams about babies lately, either me having one or someone else. My mom thinks this is because of my sister being pregnant and all of us having baby on the brain. She's right about me having baby on the brain. But I have baby on the brain partly because I am really wanting one myself. I am now making it my mission to have a baby before I turn 31. I will do artificial insemination if need be, but I am also willing to go natural donor as well. Would I want the biological father's assistance or involvement? I don't know. I haven't really thought that all the way through yet. But I figure I have a little time to figure this out.

NY & PA trip

Sorry, I meant to post this a week ago, but got caught up in other things. This is about a trip I took on the 5th-7th of this month.

It's back to work for me after a five-day mini vacay, three days of which were spent on a lovely excursion to Pennsylvania and southwestern New York State.

Wednesday morning my friend Jade and I left Lexington and headed north. We drove across the breadth of Ohio, going through Cleveland to get to Pennsylvania. Making a short stop along the way for a roadside attraction accompanied by lunch, we made it to our destination in roughly eight hours. We were staying at a little bed and breakfast in North East, PA, so we checked in there and unloaded our luggage before we decided to venture around town a little. We went to one winery called Mazza Vineyards and enjoyed some samples there. We walked around near our B&B and just enjoyed the quaint town. We ended up eating at a little local diner called Johnny B's that had a nice setup and good food. I had a delicious club sandwich with french fries. We retired early with a game of Scrabble.

Thursday we enjoyed an amazing breakfast before heading out. We had blueberry gingerbread, a roasted peach drizzled with raspberry puree, and "Captain's Scramble", which was sort of a quiche with three kinds of cheese, peppers, and mushrooms. I also had cranberry pomegranate juice and coffee. After that it was off to Jamestown!

Jamestown, NY is the birthplace of Lucille Ball, and somewhere I've wanted to visit for years. It's a cute little tourist town, and we had a wonderful lunch at the Taco Hut. I was disappointed, however, that you weren't allowed to take pictures in either the Lucy-Desi Museum, or the Desilu Playhouse. But the museums were very neat, and it only cost $15 to go to both. (Normally, I'm not averse to sneaking pictures when they're not allowed, but they had security cameras and that made me a little nervous.) We drove past both the home that Lucy was born in and the house she grew up in, which was in nearby Celoron and just a couple blocks from Lake Chautauqua. We also visited the cemetary where her ashes were interred, and where several members of her mother's family are buried. After that we stopped briefly at a consignment store for kid/baby items, and then went to a little roadside farmer's market-type store. I bought a crotcheted bookmark, two Gala apples, and a mini pumpkin.

After Jamestown, we doubled back past North East and stopped in Erie. Jade really wanted to see a lighthouse, so we drove out on this little peninsula jutting out into the lake called Presque Isle. We drove around for a while, and it was very beautiful there. There were some really cool rocks on the beach, but the two lighthouses we saw were smaller than anticipated and we were a little disappointed. From there we looked around for somewhere to eat, but the place in our guidebook that we wanted to go was closed, so we ended up just stopping at KFC because we were so hungry by that point.

Back in North East, we both showered and then played a round of Huggermugger. It was this really cool game that was basically an English major's dream. It was all about words. Definitions, spelling, rhyming; it was a really fun and unique game that we had never heard of, let alone played before. Then it was off to bed.

Friday morning before checking out, we had apple pie to start out our breakfast. Next was a fruit bowl of bananas and both green and yellow kiwi. I had yeast waffles for breakfast. They were very light but crunchy. That time I had coffee and superfruit juice. Off to Cleveland we went! We went to the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame which was really cool, but we were also not allowed to take pictures there. They had a "Women Who Rock" exhibit filled with costumes worn by female artists (duh). Underneath the Stevie Nicks stage outfit, they had some incorrect information, which I e-mailed the museum later to let them know about. They said they would correct their mistake "as soon as possible", but who knows if they actually did.

After Cleveland, we detoured through some more rural parts of Ohio to get to another roadside attraction, before getting back home around 11:15 that evening. It was a great trip, although I wish it had been longer. I was glad to get this in, considering it might be the last trip I get to take in a while.

Edit: I forgot to mention eating at Lola Bistro in Cleveland, where I had a roasted turkey sandwich with a parsnip curry soup, and coconut-prickly pear sorbet for dessert. One of the best meals of my life.

Idiocy abounds!

I had what I suppose you could call a tiff with someone on Facebook yesterday. Both are guys that know my sister, and I know one of them as well. Let's call the one I know A and the other B.

Guy A posts a photo of a billboard on his page. It was an anti-Obama billboard. He and Guy B did a little back and forth "that's so funny", when I decided to say that if Guy A didn't want peoples' opinion of him to be negatively affected, he should probably refrain from political or religious posts on Facebook. At this point, Guy B, whom I only know by name and who doesn't know me either, begins to talk about how Americans are too tolerant of other people's beliefs and how that even though Christians founded our nation, Christians are the only group who are portrayed consistently negatively in the media. This goes on for a while. Then Guy A jumps back in and says that if I don't like the way our country is run, I should move away and start my own country because that is not the USA that he lives in.

Okay. Wow, right? So I say, "Whoa guys, thanks for blowing that out of proportion and assuming I'm anti-American and anti-Christian." Of course, they both try to blow off their tirades as merely being passionate discussion. I encouraged that if they really wanted to make a difference in a government they find such fault in, they should not blame a single entity (a President) for something that a body of people (Congress) are really to blame for. I suggested getting more involved in state and local government to create a ripple effect.

The reason I even bring this up at all is because, with last night's events in mind, I read something on Guy A's Facebook page today that I found to be incredibly humorous. This guy is really into cars, specifically Hondas, and his post was about how he would never buy "that American-made crap". This may not fit the definition of irony, but I think the word certainly fits.