I was telling my husband about this cool article I read: http://www.schneier.com/essay-155.html. I was asking him about the following two scenarios:
There are 600 people. You have two choices:
A. Save 200 people
B. Take a 2/3rds chance that 200 people will live or 2/3rd chance that 600 people will die.
There are 600 people. You have two choices:
A. Kill 400 people
B. Take a 1/3rd chance that 600 live or 2/3rd chance that 600 people will live.
He selected A/B respectively.
HOOK LINE AND SINKER! Both A scenarios are the same thing and ditto for B. So much for being a smarty pants!
I mentioned the 9/11 scenario: Simple solution to avoiding the situation from ever happening again: ground all air traffic. Simple, easy to enforce, and we already did it after 9/11 happened. His response? "It will never happen...My solution is NUKE 'EM. Nuke all Middle Eastern countries."
Not so certain I agree with that but an interesting perspective from a government man.
Tuesday, August 05, 2008
Saturday, January 05, 2008
01/05/08: Righteous Bitch
The more I think about it, the more I am angry. This woman is a bitch. A royal bitch who holds a holier than thou attitude. Isn't this the same "MOTHER" whose son almost poked out my much younger son's eye (resulting in 6 stitches)? Isn't this the same "MOTHER" whose piece of crap, goofy ass son beat the shit out of my poor kid because Goofy Bitch's Son was picking on my niece and my son (who, according to the bitch, has poor parents and needs the prayers of saints to save his soul from our ruination) was defending the sweet girl? This 14 year old kid literally picked up my 8 year old and slammed him, repeatedly to the ground! Where did he get that from? Obviously not her perfectly passive and peaceful bitch of a mother and goof-ass father.
Screw this woman! She's a bitch and what comes around...goes around. I can sit back and watch while her goofy children fail in life because she has over-sheltered them, because she RUINED them, because she was the perfect Catholic who used the F word three times in front of her child and her husband screamed that he wanted to kill us. That's right...KILL US. This statement was told to me FOUR DAYS AFTER I TOOK THE GIRL (with my own child) in the limo. The mother told me calmly that the husband wanted to KILL US.
Nice Catholic. Is taking her kid for a pre-approved joy-ride in a limo at midnight with a 120 second stop in town at a restaurant worthy of death? Do I live in Iraq? If this is the worse thing that happens to the girl, I'm glad it happened with me. But I guarantee you that this chick lied through her teeth and gloried in the attention her mother gave her.
I am who I am. That's all I can say. But at least I'm honest about it.
Screw this woman! She's a bitch and what comes around...goes around. I can sit back and watch while her goofy children fail in life because she has over-sheltered them, because she RUINED them, because she was the perfect Catholic who used the F word three times in front of her child and her husband screamed that he wanted to kill us. That's right...KILL US. This statement was told to me FOUR DAYS AFTER I TOOK THE GIRL (with my own child) in the limo. The mother told me calmly that the husband wanted to KILL US.
Nice Catholic. Is taking her kid for a pre-approved joy-ride in a limo at midnight with a 120 second stop in town at a restaurant worthy of death? Do I live in Iraq? If this is the worse thing that happens to the girl, I'm glad it happened with me. But I guarantee you that this chick lied through her teeth and gloried in the attention her mother gave her.
I am who I am. That's all I can say. But at least I'm honest about it.
Friday, January 04, 2008
01/04/08: The Righteous
It's interesting how righteous people can be. In the past few weeks, I have come to grips with what happened and I realize that I am who I am. I have never tried to conform to others ideals and I've always been a bit off the wall. The limo incident was not out of the ordinary but the woman's reaction was. Having known her for 14 years, I can honestly say that she's off her rocker on this one. I've always been known for zany adventures and wildness. When I told her that her daughter was coming home by limo, what the hell did she think? That I was teetotalling at the holiday party? No. DUH....!
Not to mention that she has become the righteous, trying to save my soul. It is a mission for her. And she can sleep well at night knowing that she is a good Catholic...albeit one who threatened to kill me and trespassed in my home.
No. I feel much better about this situation. She can take the higher ground and put on her righteous face. But she will be judged by the very standard by which she judges. What comes around, goes around.
Not to mention that she has become the righteous, trying to save my soul. It is a mission for her. And she can sleep well at night knowing that she is a good Catholic...albeit one who threatened to kill me and trespassed in my home.
No. I feel much better about this situation. She can take the higher ground and put on her righteous face. But she will be judged by the very standard by which she judges. What comes around, goes around.
Wednesday, December 26, 2007
12/26/07: Personal Grief
It has been a while since I wrote. I need to unload something from my chest. I went to a holiday party last weekend and a friend offered us a limo ride there/back so that we would not drink and drive. The evening before, I had seen our babysitter's mother at a party and mentioned that the limo would be bringing her daughter home and, when the mother said that her daughter hadn't been in a limo before, I specifically said, "Oh, then maybe I will arrange to take her for a ride!". So the mother had been told and I thought it was cleared.
When the girl came over and we were getting ready to leave for the party, I promised the babysitter and my 9 year old a ride in the car when I took the babysitter home.
Holiday party was fun but very little food. I had six wines and apparently was intoxicated, although my husband didn't seem to notice. I took the kids for the limo ride around town to see the lights and decorations. Then, for some reason, we stopped at a restaurant that is also a pub for a total of two minutes (verified by limo driver and my son). I remember peeking in the windows and looking at all of the people. Then we came home.
The mother couldn't find her daughter and went apeshit. She came to our house, tried to wake up my husband who didn't know where we were (in the limo) despite the fact that the limo was IN THE DRIVEWAY when she came to the house. She walked right past it, entered my house, went upstairs, tried to wake my husband who was "comatosed" (her words).
When she grabbed her daughter out of the limo and went home, the girl said that she was crying in the limo (no), begging to go home (no), and that I dragged her by the arm into the bar, sat the at bar, tried to order a drink, sat a table, then left.
I confess that, from the depths of my soul, I do not remember ever entering that restaurant which does have a bar. I do know that we were out of the limo and we did look in the windows of the restaurant at the lights and decorations. I do recall her laughing with my son who also said this was true AS DID THE LIMO DRIVER. The mother is insisting that isn't true and her daughter is not a liar. My son said that he saw us peek in the windows and did not see us enter the establishment. The limo driver said that we might have when he turned the limo around but it was about 2 minutes that we were out of the car.
The mother is threatening to call the authorities, take my children away from me, etc. I have known this woman for 14 years. She's best friends with my sister and has been a psuedo-family member. I had apologized to her, her husband, and the daughter. I have gone to the church to seek spiritual guidance from the priest and deacon. I have arranged to go to counselling starting tomorrow. What the hell else does she want from me? And who is she to judge me as a parent ("You need parental counselling! I fear for the safety of your children!") when she lives in a dirty house and is quite the partier herself. I've seen her completely inebriated in front of her children on more than one occasion.
All my life I have been a wild child. Everyone who knows me is aware of this. I ran away with the circus, lived in Argentina, lived in Alaska, traveled the world, lived with the Amish, studied the homeless. I have always been a party girl but I can also control it when I want to or even when I don't want to. I run a charity (out of my own pocket) to help poor people. I've gone to do mission work in remote locations. Now, because of this, I feel complete despair and hopelessness. I have thought about harming myself but I wouldn't do that to my children. My depression is completely back...I haven't eatten in almost 7 days (before this incident, mind you) and have lost 11 pounds. My stomach is in such a knot that I can't think straight.
To add insult to injury, the mother and father say their daughter is TRAUMATIZED and may need counselling. Yet, on Christmas morning, when I was at my sister's house and my car was parked right out front, not once but TWICE did the girl come to the door. How TRAUMATIZED can she be if she knows that her "tormentor" is in the house and she comes over two times? And the mother, who flatly informed me that I shall never have contact with her daughter again, knew we were there and still sent her over to give my neice a present THEN return to ask for onions. She must have been really, really, really upset, eh? Couldn't wait until we left at 11 to do that? The mother knew that, every year, we go to my sister's house for breakfast in Christmas. Guess the girl's trauma isn't so bad...?
My niece is her friend and her reaction was "Oh please, she always overreacts to everything."
My intention was do something fun for the kids. Something Christmasy. It backfired and I have apologized. Now this woman's reaction (including telling me that her husband wanted to kill one of us on the night this happened) has tramatized me. I can't eat, can't sleep, can't focus. I keep crying and throwing up. I think she is evil, an evil, evil woman who professes to be the best Catholic on the planet. I doubt she will sue because of the friendship with my sister but...who knows? Does she has a case? Did I break any laws? Was it such a horrible, terrible thing? Even the head priest of HER church said "Great intentions but inappropriate timing. Not a biggie, though." If I have agreed to do everything the mother asks (apologize in writing to the daughter, seek counselling, never drink again...), can she still sue? Can you sue without asking for retribution first?
The shock of this is too much for me. How can I get over this?
I love the fact that she thinks I'm an alcoholic and need to get alcohol help when she, herself, drinks more than frequently and in front of her children. And, as far as bad parenting, my kids live life large...just like me. Her children live in a dirty house with piles of dirty laundry all over the place and unmade beds. Her 14 year old son plays sniper games on XBox (nice Catholic game, eh?). She feeds them crap, deep fried food and rich deserts. Her children never play outside but sit inside, watching tv all summer long and after school. That's great parenting, isn't it?
Who is she to judge me? Who the hell is she to DEMAND these things????? I am who I am and I don't hide anything. I don't pretend to be perfect.
Am I wrong is despising her or is it just a defense mechanism?
When the girl came over and we were getting ready to leave for the party, I promised the babysitter and my 9 year old a ride in the car when I took the babysitter home.
Holiday party was fun but very little food. I had six wines and apparently was intoxicated, although my husband didn't seem to notice. I took the kids for the limo ride around town to see the lights and decorations. Then, for some reason, we stopped at a restaurant that is also a pub for a total of two minutes (verified by limo driver and my son). I remember peeking in the windows and looking at all of the people. Then we came home.
The mother couldn't find her daughter and went apeshit. She came to our house, tried to wake up my husband who didn't know where we were (in the limo) despite the fact that the limo was IN THE DRIVEWAY when she came to the house. She walked right past it, entered my house, went upstairs, tried to wake my husband who was "comatosed" (her words).
When she grabbed her daughter out of the limo and went home, the girl said that she was crying in the limo (no), begging to go home (no), and that I dragged her by the arm into the bar, sat the at bar, tried to order a drink, sat a table, then left.
I confess that, from the depths of my soul, I do not remember ever entering that restaurant which does have a bar. I do know that we were out of the limo and we did look in the windows of the restaurant at the lights and decorations. I do recall her laughing with my son who also said this was true AS DID THE LIMO DRIVER. The mother is insisting that isn't true and her daughter is not a liar. My son said that he saw us peek in the windows and did not see us enter the establishment. The limo driver said that we might have when he turned the limo around but it was about 2 minutes that we were out of the car.
The mother is threatening to call the authorities, take my children away from me, etc. I have known this woman for 14 years. She's best friends with my sister and has been a psuedo-family member. I had apologized to her, her husband, and the daughter. I have gone to the church to seek spiritual guidance from the priest and deacon. I have arranged to go to counselling starting tomorrow. What the hell else does she want from me? And who is she to judge me as a parent ("You need parental counselling! I fear for the safety of your children!") when she lives in a dirty house and is quite the partier herself. I've seen her completely inebriated in front of her children on more than one occasion.
All my life I have been a wild child. Everyone who knows me is aware of this. I ran away with the circus, lived in Argentina, lived in Alaska, traveled the world, lived with the Amish, studied the homeless. I have always been a party girl but I can also control it when I want to or even when I don't want to. I run a charity (out of my own pocket) to help poor people. I've gone to do mission work in remote locations. Now, because of this, I feel complete despair and hopelessness. I have thought about harming myself but I wouldn't do that to my children. My depression is completely back...I haven't eatten in almost 7 days (before this incident, mind you) and have lost 11 pounds. My stomach is in such a knot that I can't think straight.
To add insult to injury, the mother and father say their daughter is TRAUMATIZED and may need counselling. Yet, on Christmas morning, when I was at my sister's house and my car was parked right out front, not once but TWICE did the girl come to the door. How TRAUMATIZED can she be if she knows that her "tormentor" is in the house and she comes over two times? And the mother, who flatly informed me that I shall never have contact with her daughter again, knew we were there and still sent her over to give my neice a present THEN return to ask for onions. She must have been really, really, really upset, eh? Couldn't wait until we left at 11 to do that? The mother knew that, every year, we go to my sister's house for breakfast in Christmas. Guess the girl's trauma isn't so bad...?
My niece is her friend and her reaction was "Oh please, she always overreacts to everything."
My intention was do something fun for the kids. Something Christmasy. It backfired and I have apologized. Now this woman's reaction (including telling me that her husband wanted to kill one of us on the night this happened) has tramatized me. I can't eat, can't sleep, can't focus. I keep crying and throwing up. I think she is evil, an evil, evil woman who professes to be the best Catholic on the planet. I doubt she will sue because of the friendship with my sister but...who knows? Does she has a case? Did I break any laws? Was it such a horrible, terrible thing? Even the head priest of HER church said "Great intentions but inappropriate timing. Not a biggie, though." If I have agreed to do everything the mother asks (apologize in writing to the daughter, seek counselling, never drink again...), can she still sue? Can you sue without asking for retribution first?
The shock of this is too much for me. How can I get over this?
I love the fact that she thinks I'm an alcoholic and need to get alcohol help when she, herself, drinks more than frequently and in front of her children. And, as far as bad parenting, my kids live life large...just like me. Her children live in a dirty house with piles of dirty laundry all over the place and unmade beds. Her 14 year old son plays sniper games on XBox (nice Catholic game, eh?). She feeds them crap, deep fried food and rich deserts. Her children never play outside but sit inside, watching tv all summer long and after school. That's great parenting, isn't it?
Who is she to judge me? Who the hell is she to DEMAND these things????? I am who I am and I don't hide anything. I don't pretend to be perfect.
Am I wrong is despising her or is it just a defense mechanism?
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
07/11/07: Summer Mania
I hate summer. I used to love summer but now I hate summer. At the risk of sounding like a Negative Nancy, let me repeat: I hate summer.
The kids are driving me crazy. They are so fuckin' loud. They cannot play quietly. They cannot shut up. They are just so fuckin' loud.
If I have to repeat myself one more time, I'm going to commit myself to a psych ward:
"No food in the playroom."
"No balls in the house."
"Pick up your K-Rap-A."
"Brush your teeth."
"QUIETTTT!"
"Get outta my face!"
Yes, I have resorted to telling them to get out of my face...usually when I'm trying to pee or shower and they are screaming for me. People think I have five kids...there are usually extras hanging around. One calls me her half-mom. But I only have two. And they scream, yell, torment my soul.
Oh, I love them...but I love them better in September when they are at school.
The kids are driving me crazy. They are so fuckin' loud. They cannot play quietly. They cannot shut up. They are just so fuckin' loud.
If I have to repeat myself one more time, I'm going to commit myself to a psych ward:
"No food in the playroom."
"No balls in the house."
"Pick up your K-Rap-A."
"Brush your teeth."
"QUIETTTT!"
"Get outta my face!"
Yes, I have resorted to telling them to get out of my face...usually when I'm trying to pee or shower and they are screaming for me. People think I have five kids...there are usually extras hanging around. One calls me her half-mom. But I only have two. And they scream, yell, torment my soul.
Oh, I love them...but I love them better in September when they are at school.
Friday, June 29, 2007
06/29/07: Bong Hits 4 Jesus
What the hell is this whole pile of crap about? Some retard stands across the street from a school holding a sign that reads "Bong Hits 4 Jesus" and then SUES the school because the principal confiscates the sign? And the world erupts in protest over our First Amendment rights?
Give me a friggin' break!
Maybe that's part of the problem. What was the purpose of that sign? What was he trying to prove? Where the hell were his parents? The kid is promoting drugs with Jesus and, regardless of your religious affiliation across from a school, that is simply waving the red flag in front of the bull...no good coming out of the situation.
Why aren't the parents punishing the kid? Why are people outraged? Frankly, I'm outraged by the OUTRAGE. That is the most ignorant lawsuit. The family should be counter-sued for stupidity...
Give me a friggin' break!
Maybe that's part of the problem. What was the purpose of that sign? What was he trying to prove? Where the hell were his parents? The kid is promoting drugs with Jesus and, regardless of your religious affiliation across from a school, that is simply waving the red flag in front of the bull...no good coming out of the situation.
Why aren't the parents punishing the kid? Why are people outraged? Frankly, I'm outraged by the OUTRAGE. That is the most ignorant lawsuit. The family should be counter-sued for stupidity...
Thursday, June 28, 2007
06/28/07: Stupent Alert...
OK, so this chick in my Sales Management class is singing the blues because she's an A student and she earned a C- in my class. Her writing was worse than my 4th graders and she couldn't string two thoughts together if her life depended on it. In fact, one paper was so poorly written that I had to read it three times to recognize it AS a paper!
This time, I hunted down her two previous professors to find out the story as to why she received As. One comments that her writing stunk. My response? Then why did you give her an A?
"Oh, I didn't...I gave her an A-."
What the hell is that? An A- for an adult learner who doesn't use commas, uses Google search engine results as sources, and doesn't include page numbers (forget about the actual assignment!)? It's not the students who are lame...it's the friggin' instructors who fear being fired for giving the students...cough cough...the CUSTOMER the grade earned.
This time, I hunted down her two previous professors to find out the story as to why she received As. One comments that her writing stunk. My response? Then why did you give her an A?
"Oh, I didn't...I gave her an A-."
What the hell is that? An A- for an adult learner who doesn't use commas, uses Google search engine results as sources, and doesn't include page numbers (forget about the actual assignment!)? It's not the students who are lame...it's the friggin' instructors who fear being fired for giving the students...cough cough...the CUSTOMER the grade earned.
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