Happy Birthday America!
Seems silly doesn’t it, when you realize that this is what we are in fact celebrating. I have to wonder why America has never been made a red, white and blue birthday cake with giant sparklers on top to celebrate its years in existence, much as we human beings tend to celebrate our own.
Regardless, it is America’s birthday and it is a day for all of us to be proud of who we are and where we come from and where our nation is going in terms of its plays on the world stage.
Whether you choose to celebrate it or not, I’ve painted my nails red with silver and blue sparkles like I do every year and I’m gonna have a good time with my family as we peruse the various vendors in the public park, then go watch the fireworks show, and afterwards, I’ll stare at my nails for two hours while we get out of our parking spot.
Happy 4th America!
Of course, this wouldn’t make national news. They never report the good stuff that happens, remember?
In any case, the two children that raised the attention of the national news after their mother, her boyfriend and older brother were slain in their home, have been found. At the time, the girl, Shasta, was in the custody of a 42-year-old-man who was arrested on some unrelated charges, in addition to kidnapping. Dylan was found at a home not far from the Denny’s where Shasta was spotted.
I’m so glad these kids have been found safe.
Update: Dylan Groene is still missing, the earlier reports of his being found were made in error.
And here are mine:
Astronomy 3.3
Math 99 3.5
Women Writers 4.0
w00t!
It’s a heck of a thing.
It still actually surprises me, how people react to serial killers when they make their confession. Killing people is what serial killers do, they tend to think of it like a job, or a private fantasy. They are the experts in their field, in their own minds at least. So why should it be surprising that they are cold or calm when discussing the murders?
Just because it’s shocking to you, doesn’t mean that it’s all that shocking to a person who’s more than a little messed up in the head. How can you expect someone who kills people for fun to feel remorse, or regret, or any emotion at all for what they did? If there is an emotion to be had on the subject by such people, certainly it would be one that would shock you far more than his calmness in describing the crimes.
Just as a point of interest, I’ve been studying serial killers on the side since I was a teenager. It started when I was assigned to write a short story about a historical event in my English class, and since I was into horror fiction at the time, I decided to write about Jack the Ripper. Since I wanted this story to be good, I researched Jack and that led me to research Charles Manson (I read Helter Skelter when I was a freshman in high school). My story turned out pretty good. I got an A on the assignment because it was thoroughly researched. So… don’t let it freak you out that I can see the world from that point of view. I’m actually a very nice person who has a hello kitty air freshener in her car, and wears lots of pink.
Well… this explains a lot about how I was partially capable of channelling Moire…
What Type of Villain are You?
mutedfaith.com.
hat tip: malenkka
Is economic development a public use?
I think this is the real question at issue in this case. It’s a question I’m not sure I have the answer to, or that anyone has an answer to. I know that as a homeowner, I don’t feel that it’s right for my local government to have the power to take my home from me, even with monetary compensation. I’ve worked hard for my home.
and I can’t do it. I am removing “I Am Charlotte Simmons” from my summer reading list. Tom Wolfe’s writing makes this story about as interesting as watching grass grow (and while my grass has been growing like crazy lately, and it actually has been kinda neat to watch it grow this doesn’t redeem the novel much in any way). The novel has bored me to sleep no less than six times. I guess Wolfe just isn’t for me. Sorry Dave. I’ll return your book tomorrow 
Ban on Flag Burning has Chance to Pass Senate?
Note again, that I’m a conservative by and large. I don’t favor this initiative. I don’t care who burns the flag for whatever reason, as long as they paid for it out of their own pockets, rather than stealing it from someone else, it’s theirs to do with as they see fit.
Yes, it offends me to see a flag being burned on TV, but it’s not my right to tell that person they can’t and it’s not the government’s job. It is my right to say “Hey! I think what you’re doing is wrong and I don’t like it.” I don’t need congress to speak for me, I can be plenty loud when I choose to be, thank you very much.
The idea that congress feels the need to pass this law offends me almost as much as flag burning itself. They are putting far too much faith in symbols. There’s more to freedom and democracy than a flag. That’s part of why protecting freedom of speech is so important. It’s a very vital part of what this nation was founded on. As long as we are able to speak and act as we choose, in a peaceful manner that brings no other individuals or their rights harm, we are supporting what makes this nation great.
In light of this, the idea of banning flag burning seems more and more like socialist agenda, rather than an expression of a vibrant democracy at its best.
Update: Check out this post from The Anchoress. Some interesting points of view from here, that are similar to my own beliefs on this subject.
More here: from the Volokh Conspiracy. Eugene Volokh makes an interesting point about the confederate flag versus the US flag and how one should not be treated differently than the other, and I think he’s right. Also see this post from Citizen Smash.
So.. I went in for my hair appointment today. Just stepping outside was enough to cause my eyes to go bloodshot and clog my sinuses. I was miserable. The whole time I was in the salon, my stylist kept handing me kleenex. I don’t think I’ve ever felt so bad in June.
It’s allergy related. I normally only get hayfever or things like that in years where Beaker blows up like a hive riddled balloon, but this year the pollen count in our particular area has reached levels never before seen and it’s causing everyone issues, including people who are normally not affected by allergies.
So.. there I am, trying to just relax and get through my hair appointment so I can get home and get back indoors away from the pollen, and my stylist became my savior. She ran over to starbucks (no, I don’t like their coffee that much, but it’s better than nothing) and after I’d finished half my mocha, I felt tons better. My eyes started to clear up, I was able to breathe again.
God I love coffee, but I can’t use it as a continual medicinal substance for the entire summer so.. OTC Claritin.. here I come.
I woke up to this.. beautiful and horribly sad movie on television. I didn’t catch the name of it, but it was about an older couple. The husband moved into a nursing home to be with his wife, even though she had a condition that meant that she didn’t remember him or their children. Every day, he would tell her a story about a young couple as they fell in love around world war II. And then, he finished the story, leaving it off at a cliffhanger and he looked at her and said, “What happens next?” and she remembered everything. For five minutes, he had his wife back.
When she was gone again, he’d start telling her the story over from the beginning. He lived his life for having those few minutes with her. It reminds me of my great-aunt and great-uncle. She has alzheimer’s disease. The last time I saw her she didn’t know who I was, but my great-uncle just smiled and held her hand and told her my name. Alzheimer’s disease is kind of scary to me. My great-aunt is perfectly aware of her surroundings, it’s not as if she’s a doddering old biddy, quite the contrary. She’s as sharp as ever, but she can’t remember things. I don’t know that I’d want to live like that, but if I do, I hope that my husband has the patience to hold my hand and smile and tell me people’s names.
Gah.. I hate chick flicks. They require too much kleenex and chocolate for a person who’s trying to get past allergies and drop 15 pounds. *sigh*
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