Friday, January 3, 2014

New Year

same old me...still fat, sassy and chronically annoyed. So what's got my panties in a wad today? Let me tell ya...
Clothing sizes. Why can't they be more like a set of socket wrenches? I mean no matter what brand of socket wrench you have, 5/8 is 5/8 is 5/8. Why can we not have universal sizing and it is what it is. None of this mind fucking where in Brand X I am a size 16 but in Brand Y I am a 12. Is that too much to ask? I get tired of walking into clothing stores and the fat girl sizes are actually meant for someone who wears a traditional size large, because their size small is actually meant to fit a malnourished 8 year old. I mean, think of wedding dresses... They always say when buying a wedding dress you should plan to go up at least 2 sizes. What the fuck for? You are supposed to feel your most beautiful on your wedding day...do you think making us wear a gown at least two sizes bigger than we normally wear makes us feel more beautiful? Cripes...
Warning signs. The City of Des Moines has installed warning signs on several hills that the public uses for sledding, after there have been several multi-million dollar payouts across the state...what ever happen to common sense and doing something at your own risk? I mean seriously!!! It's like the old warning labels joke that Bill Engvall had...there is a warning label on Preparation H that says, "Not for oral use." (Acting like an asshole is not a medical condition, you can't treat it with hemorrhoid cream.) There is a warning label on curling irons that say "For external use only."(Really?What sick fuck tried that one?) The litigious  society we live in is getting to be goddamned ridiculous. Accidents happen! If you put yourself on a piece of plastic or metal and launch yourself off a snow and ice covered hill, you stand the risk of getting injured...it's common sense and its becoming a thing of the past.
The Jahi McGrath story...how horribly tragic. BUT, anytime you go under the knife for ANY reason, there is a risk of something going wrong. It is why when you are signing your life away at the hospital, they ask for your living will and advance directives. There have been THREE different physicians who have all determined the same outcome...Jahi is brain dead. She will never recover. She is not in a coma, nor is she in a vegetative state. There is zero brain activity. A ventilator is being used to keep a dead body, "breathing." Some experts are saying that she has already begun to essentially decompose. You may ask what "gets" me about this story? I cannot fathom having to bury my child, but common sense needs to kick in at some point. Their "argument" that they are fighting so hard because they are "devout Christians" chaps my ass, because they are making ALL Christians look like denial filled, zealot fucktards. I too am a Christian, but I am also a realist. I would like to believe in miracles. Sadly, Jahi's chances for a miracle have evaporated. The other thing that "gets me" is that allegedly there is a facility in New York, founded by a beautician, no less,  that says they can offer her all the care she needs in their "nearly completed" facility. This lady and the lawyer representing Jahi's family need strung up by their toenails. They are looking for their 15 minutes of fame and some cha-ching in their bank accounts...ugh.
People who use the word haricot verts...get a fucking life...its a god damned green bean, asshole.

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