Warped Gratitude Blog

Today I am appreciative of the difficulties of being civilized when trying to get your point across to an absolute moron.  So...the DA for my county doesn't prosecute stalking unless it involves another crime. This was the reason that the police department in the City of Aurora, Colorado refused to take police reports over the past several years. He did a fair job prosecuting James Holmes.. The DA, Brauchler, wanted to be governor. (With pressez) Ha.....ha.....ha....ha......ha..ha...ha...ha....ha... I haven't laughed so freakin' hard in my life. This idiot guy finally got it in his thick skull realized that he would never win the role of Governor so now he aspires to pretend to uphold and honor the Constitution as Colorado's Attorney General. (Rallentando).... Ha....ha......ha.........ha......ha............HA.....(with a growl).....HA The man's a freakin' traitor. He, along with another fake conservative, just proposed a bill to enable

I can totally relate to the message at 1:27-1:34.  As a child, I discovered that bass playing has always helped for some stupid reason.  I'm thankful for the ability to cope very well during a panic attack.  I started to have a panic around 3:30 this morning.  It's nearly noon and it's ongoing. It's like an old friend that I can barely tolerate coming to visit unexpectedly.  This friend I haven't seen for about a year and half! I can't figure out what the trigger was. When this friend visits, I feel full of adrenaline.  I swear my head feels like helicopter blades swirling 'round and 'round.  I hear a swirling rhythmic sound in my ears. This leads to massive headaches. In the past it led to vertigo but now I can control it the point I just feel lightheaded for a few minutes. My mouth gets dry and burns.  My face goes numb. I can still cope.  I've gotten to the point of being able to control my energy and ground myself fairly q

Today I am thankful for the teachers who, quite publicly, called me an "idiot" and a "moron" for positing that the United States is a Constitutional Republic*.  Sigh.... Their lack of decorum makes me wonder how they talk to kids that don't understand their lessons. If this is how they talk to the kids, they don't deserve another $1.6 billion tax hike. I'm not the only one.  It seems as though self-described teachers like to call voters who don't cow down to the union line "morons." One would think educated people would have a more professional vocabulary.  I saw that word quite a bit today. The teachers and their unions don't understand, do they? The teachers claim to be striking for higher pay.  Neither the voters nor the lawmakers get to decide teacher pay....that's between the unions and the school districts. Striking during the school week, with little notice in my district, well.....that puts them at odds with

   Today I am thankful for time to think.  I've spent a lot of time asking myself what I should do?  I received a phone call three days ago from a recruiter promising my ex a six figure job. Should I tell my ex about the call? I debated really hard about calling my ex and telling him. In the end, I decided not to call my ex. Calling him causes him to beg for money. How do I know the telephone call wasn't initiated by my ex to hoover me into contact? Uh.....I don't know. Why is my ex putting my telephone number on his resume? Creepy..... There are more thoughts to ponder..... Too much to think about..... and few people that I trust. Actually, I trust people too much, until they give me a reason not to trust them. I don't trust the man who put his family up to stalking me. ***** There are times when I wish that family court judges and lawmakers understood the games that controlling people play. They treat children like commodi

Today I am thankful for realizing that I am not alone.   There is a frustrating feeling that one gets when trying to educate lawmakers about the reality of the world in which we live. I saw this feeling expressed by Mark Zuckerberg during that charade of a Congressional hearing he took part in this week. Zuckerberg looks a mixture of angry and frustrated.  I know that face.  That's the face where I am stifling laughter so hard that it looks like I'm going to cry. That's my political face.  My background is in social science and psychology.  Imagine how irritating it is trying to explain that city policy is based on the concept of a traditional nuclear family (mom, dad, kids - people tied together by blood or legal policy).  As such, there are laws on the books that break up other types of families (more complex family systems of economic cooperation).  Trying to explain that there are  people who share economic resources without blood and marital ties who are

Today I had a tiny epiphany. I am thankful for the realization that I'm not completely aged out of the relationship game.  I've been giving some thought into the ways in which I meet the men who ask me to hang out.  When I was a kid, boys were attracted to me because I liked to wrestle.  This ended when I was twelve. I was....known to knock kids down when they bullied others. Once I ruined my favorite yellow Easter dress wrestling with the neighbor boy....I stopped. His name was Bob. ***** When I was fourteen, I decided that I would grow up to be a musician. I lied about my age and got a job just so I could buy myself a ton of musical instruments. My family joked that I was a one man band.  I had intended to become a music teacher.  One has to play a lot of instruments to get into college. I was accepted into a music program right out of high school. I had a lot of bass players ask me out when they learned I owned a 5-string Steinberger.  One of them

Today I am grateful for food for thought. I'm crazy busy.... and feelin' crazy. I'm trying to devote three hours a week to activism. I'm looking for a job while trying to scheme ways of building my business on very little time and money. My daughter's boyfriend took Xanax and Methadone in front of the grandbaby.  He mustn't do that very often because it nearly killed him. He may need a new kidney. So.....that happened. The local school district isn't reporting rapes to the police department.  I caught the superintendent and the head of security lying about it. It sucks reading body language. I have four daughters.  I'm a rape survivor.  I have ways of getting even with liars. I'm scheming. Public schools are not safe.  That's the lesson I get from the school shootings.  Maybe....it's time to start fighting the tax hikes the lawmakers desperately want for public schools.  The Democrats want it so bad that they are

Today I am thankful for my cat.   I've been watching a lot of television   Netflix and Amazon Prime.  I think I'm trying to figure out what type of character I'm playing on this blog.  I have no clue.  It's based loosely on my life.   I wish I were a badass.  My neighbors think I'm a badass.   In reality, I'm just a graying redhead socialized to hide her enormous temper behind overly kind words and warm smiles. I think I'm drawn to female psychopathic archetypes.  I watch the female villians. If I could understand Galactica's #6, Doctor Who's Missy, Catwoman, Poison Ivy, Bond's May Day and other personas of ill badassery.....maybe I could understand how evil people think. I don't get it. Some of the characters seem to behave as if they believe they're acting out of the collective good -but- they don't honor the lives and liberties of other people. I guess....one could say that they act like Communists