Archive for July, 2008

Two Fish

Tuesday, July 29th, 2008

Flip - Flop, Splish - Splash, Holy Macharel Martha, our choce is two harendous liars who want to be our leaders.  Our borders will be wide open. Our shcools will have Spanish as the first language.  Our hospitals will close.  Our jobs will be gone . The future will be gone and our currency will be the Euro.  All this because we cannot mobilize and have a choice of a third party with our own candidates who represent our beliefs and values.  Gloom!  Doom!  Maybe a miracle will happen.  I cannot believe the talk show hosts have not mobilized, how can they not see that if either candidate gets in they will be first to go.  By-By freedom, choice and hope!

Obama in Iraq

Tuesday, July 22nd, 2008

I wonder how much Rupert Murdoch paid the prime minister of Iraqa al-Maliki and vice president al-Hashemi to endorse Obama, 10 20 30 million?  The press thanks to his Australian buddy kisses Obama the KING of the liars feet McCain flys to New Hampshire and is met by one reporter.  Maybe McCain will win on the sympathy vote.  There has to be a viable third party candidate out there that will step up to the plate.  I still don’t understand why Mayor Bloomberg will not give it a try.  For some reason he thiniks he cannot win.  Maybe the three plus Billionairs pushing Obama are too daunting a challenge.  Everyone I speak to are discusted by the choice of these two pitiful candidates that are being foisted upon us by the Powers that be.  Many say they will not vote, others do not know what they are going to do but will not be pro active in trying to change anything because they think its useless.   Where is Superman, or better yet Batman when we need them.  Batman is in England beating up his mother and sister.  Superman is stuck in a phone booth.

Brian the wounded worker is back

Tuesday, July 22nd, 2008

Brian, cast and all, came back today with Ed the plumber and Matt the painter in tow.  More work was accomplished today then in the three weeks he was gone. I have moved a lot of things over to my almost finished condo.  Will the saga of the burned out condo ever end!

Condo Back on Track

Thursday, July 10th, 2008

My workers minus the blown up one are back on the job.  I am holding my breath that barring any more catasrophies I will be in my condo in the next week or two.  Its been 15 months,  I cannot believe I have been the victim of beaurocracy for that long.  I am educated, know my way sort off on the computer and am resourceful yet I could not make a dent in the powers that be to get back in the condo.  THERE IS SOMETHING WRONG WITH THAT.  What would someone without resources do?  Obomas the King of the liars now we know what Obama is about.  McCain seem to be running the worst campaign I have ever seen.  The United States is getting worse and worse in debt and bad decisions and business goes on as usual.  Everything that goes on seems to be mirrored in my condo plight.

Condo Grief

Sunday, July 6th, 2008

Brian age 24 my main general contracter and his brother Adam are a great team.  Brian is definitely in charge.  My condo is a week or so from being completed .  Adam blew Brian up on the fouth of July.  Brian is in the hosplital with a shatered leg, burns and trama.  How can they sell such dangerours fireworks to people having a 4th of July party, or just like fireworks. I do not know what I am going to do.  DOOM, DOOM, DOOM.

Chit Chat

Wednesday, July 2nd, 2008

Plan two on the counter tops worked perfectly.  I used the laminate flooring for the counter tops with a extra coat of waterproofing and they look wonderful.  I may get into my burned out hull in a few weeks finally.  A new responsibility has come into my life.  A mother dove built a nest and is sitting on her eggs above my door.  The overhang has not been repaired yet. I wonder what doves eat besides worms.  Mom never leaves her eggs.  She probaly goes out at night for a quick snack.  The hostess Dianne at the Boyton Beach Chick-Fil-A was out sick on my last visit (my visits are fewer and fewer because of gas prices) The resteraunt was in shambles.  The place was dirty the line practally out the door the manager appoligizing, there were other employees that called in sick too. When I first started going there, I was taken aback at Diane wanting to anticipate my every desire.  I half expected her to want to brush the crumbs off me when I finished eating.  But I got used to service very fast and came to expect it.  Why doesn’t go daddy my server get there spell check fixed on their blog?