Larry Johnson Lacks Discipline

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So, in case you haven't heard, the Kansas City Chiefs are stinking up the NFL in 2009, which is not really a big deal for me, I am a Patriots fan. My husband, however, well... let's just say we don't discuss football much!

But this is not a marital relations blog! This blog is about a running back who thinks he is all that and a bag of chips!

Larry Johnson has such a big head! He is constantly running his mouth and getting in trouble everywhere he goes. I cannot stand him! Well, if you haven't already heard the story... he got on Twitter and just ranted about his head coach and how his father could run circles around the guy. Smack talking and mouth running and typical Larry Johnson nonsense.

So ~ if I were to get on Twitter or Facebook or MySpace or just blog anywhere on the net... and say horrible things about the incompetence of my boss... what do you think would happen? What would your boss do? If you were the boss, what would you do?

Well, the double standard has to end here. He is like a spoiled child and unless someone teaches him that he is not above having personal responsibility, he will never truly be capable of achieving inner peace and happiness. He is completely and utterly unhappy and discontent even though he is in a place where he has surely aspired to be since he was a small boy. He is supposedly living his dream, yet, he is unhappy. Someone needs to discipline him. Teach him that all actions have consequences. Good actions produce good consequences and bad actions produce bad consequences. My children learned this at a very young age. His daddy, the man Larry holds up in such high esteem, dropped the ball. He coached his son, but, it seems, he didn't parent him.

Please ~ please ~ please... send this fool a message, Todd Haley... fire him... at least fine him... sit his good-for-nothing butt on the damn bench!

If he hates Kansas City so much, why doesn't he go somewhere better? Oh, I remember! He sucks and no other team wants his talent-lacking butt or his bad attitude around to infect their club!

Whew! Feels good to get that off my chest.

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What Do I Really Think

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The smoke has cleared and everyone has calmed down. We have had time to take it all in, the news, the shock and, of course, the jokes.

The big question now is, what do we really think and feel about the death of Michael Jackson?

You will see me do this quite often. I will not be the first to rant and rave about a new headline, or rumor. I am definitely more the sit back and take it all in type.

Now that my process is pretty much complete, it is never truly complete, in our information age data and rumors and just plain stuff comes at us constantly, but, I feel ready to voice my opinion.

I do not feel a loss for Michael. He was a strange human being who brought on most of what he got. I am sure he suffered from some sort of psychological issue and this was probably worsened by his intense fame. However, he had the means to get help, but chose to spend his time and money chasing after some weird hope of becoming the first white black person.

I am fairly certain that the death of Michael Jackson will be a good thing for his children. They will be sad and they certainly were loved by their father and loved him in return. But, now that he is gone, they can work towards some sort of normalcy in their lives.

Being Prince Michael is a bit to live up to, and I cannot imagine being Prince Michael the sequel... oh my! But, as they become more socialized and are allowed to walk about without veils over their faces, these young people can experience life and make one for themselves.

Before I get a bunch of hate mail and ugly comments, let me make one more point. I did not hate Michael Jackson. I was never a big fan, but I am the odd person, I just do not listen to music very often. I have not passed judgement on the rumors surrounding him and some indecent conduct. I will simply add this - judgement has been passed on Michael Jackson, and what we think about him has nothing to do with that decision.

One more thing... I want to pass along the Michael Jackson joke that just made me laugh so hard, it is just a good joke, well, after the mourning period anyway... so here goes...

Did you hear that thunder...... No, that wasn't thunder.. that was Elvis kicking Michael's ass for marrying his daughter!

That's funny !

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Working From Home

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So, I finally found a work at home job that is not some pyramid, BS scheme. I am writing freelance articles. Some of the work is pretty lame, like writing 30 articles on topics like woodworking and crown molding and such.. But most of it is really easy.

Writing 500 works on any topic can be done, even if you don't know the first thing about the topic. With the internet, I find I can research and learn the most far reaching things. I never had any idea what a jig was, but no I am familiar with all sorts of jigs ... lol, at least I am 500 words familiar.. and I just finished an assignment to write 8 articles on Forex trading.. that was a stretch too... but I got paid more than I bid for the job. Cool!

The most difficult part is not the writing, I love to write and learning about new topics is not a bad thing for me.. I like to learn.. but my family! They just don't understand that when they come in and start making noise or turn on the television, the distractions are killing me... WHEN DOES SCHOOL START? Six weeks? oh my!

Well, enough wasting time, I have 17 plumbing articles to write ...

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Spam Alert

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Okay, so I spent the better part of a day moving some of my poetry from an old blog and posting on here. Got rid of some old stuff and made myself promise to blog more often and not put it off.

Now, I get on here and I have been 'flagged as possible spam'.. what does that even mean? Some bot somewhere has decided my postings contain quite a bit of mumbo jumbo and could possibly have been posted by another bot just to achieve what? grrrr....

Well, I have 'requested a review' of my postings to have the alert removed. How long will that take... meanwhile, anyone that might bump into my site, purely by accident at this point because I am sooo darn new to this anyway... will get some warning that they have to physically bypass in order to even view my page!

OK.. I will beg, blogger, please, allow me to post on your site, allow me to rant and rave and just post my mumbo jumbo when I need the creative outlet... please oh please.. blogger, please un-spam me!

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the End

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Time patiently crossed elsewhere
personal drought found rain
as the safe, calm Light of reward
Crashes in from Heaven
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Chameleon

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For winter's crystallized picture windows
For the artist's delicious autumn
For the summer's brightened frames
Nature variegated the chameleon




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A Date

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The night fills their lungs
with delicious, piercingly bitter Fragrance.

Breezes caress hot dark lips

Gentle melodies of desire sway in the trees as the rustling leaves escort them to the door

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Haikus

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Hiking
misty humid gray
leaf covered winding footpath
dense calm solitude

Blossom
wildflower or weed
neither distinction matters
a purple beauty

Snow
fluffy white cotton
falling gently, swirling down
landing on my nose

Fall Lake
blue top blue bottom
bright colorful reflection
rainbow without rain

Cactus
brown and yellow hues
amidst prickly leaves and stems
porcupine flowers

Winter Forest
regal majestic
frozen white-shawled boughs climb high
perfect blue backdrop

Water
eroding canyons
gently cleansing earth and beast
clear life giving drops

Pebbles
small gray hard roundish
broken shaped whittled through time
insignificant

Waterfall
rainbows at your feet
melting icecaps create you
you forceful pure soul

Sunset
bright horizon west
your calm colors end my day
'til tomorrows light

Trees
nature's skyscrapers
leaves soaking up her sunlight
creating my shade

Rose
petals opened wide
long-stem yellow miracle
heavenly fragrance

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Autumn

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October drifts by;
compelling landscape green to yellow.

Bouncing withered generations
of autumnal leaves,

ghostlike ancestral patterns,

into shadows...
....




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Not Just a Color

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Red is not just a color
it can be felt
when you are in love
you feel your cheeks flush red
red with desire for that first kids
red with lust for that first touch
when you are angry
you feel your insides glow red
red with the need to lash out
red with the heat of rage
when you are embarrassed
you feel your stomach flip red
red with regret
red with the want to get away
when you are red, you are alive
the red flows in your veins
red that surges and pumps
without red, you would be blue
blue is not just a color




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Tornado Alley

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They call them twisters around these parts
drilling all spring in their honor
lectures to kids on safety
due respect of power
Kansas is my home
I love it here
into the
cellar
now

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Melancholy

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Always whispering
I know they hate me
I am fat
Why am I lazy?
Never inviting
I know they avoid me
I am lonely
Why am I rude?
Always laughing
I know they mock me
I am sad
Why am I odd?
Never supporting
I know they see me
I need them
Why am I me?
Mary Ritch
Copyright ©2009 Mary Ritch
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Police Irresponsibly

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The law in Kansas (maybe everywhere, I just don't know) is such that if an officer has his lights on while on the shoulder, you must move over a lane away from him if possible. Absolutely understandable and reasonable.

So, then, what is my point?

This evening, on my way home with my daughter in the car, an officer turned the rear flashing lights on, pulled over on the shoulder during rush hour and while several cars slowed and merged, he then turned them off and re-entered traffic. He passed me a mile down the road and did this again.

How easily could an accident have occurred. He had no one pulled over, so I have to assume he was trying to trap someone... Should I risk possible retribution and report this behavior? NO!!

This is just another irresponsible act in our crazy society, where everyday people have so much more sense than any and every one in any kind of power!

What do we do?

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Bioethicist writes new book about saving lives!

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I was listening to my radio in my car as I tooled around town (what's new huh?) and I heard a bioethicist was going to be on a talk show to discuss his new book 'The Life You Can Save' and I was eager to listen.

As usual, I was in and out of my car and only heard part of the interview, which, as it turns out, was probably a good thing. I was pretty enraged!

The 'gentleman' in question is Peter Singer and he is a Princeton University professor of bioethics. The statements he was making absolutely floored me. He actually thinks that parents should have the right to 'euthanize' their children up to the age of twelve months. His rational was that if the child is too much of a burden, then the parents should be able to relieve themselves, and ultimately 'society', of that burden. He also feels that euthanasia for the sick and elderly should be legalized to help alleviate financial and emotional burdens on families, friends, society and the person in question.

When he went into a rant on how he cannot fathom why 'prolifers' bother to spend so much time and money on fighting the 'hopeless cause against abortion' in the United States when there are millions of children around the world dying of 'diarrhea', well, I had to get out of the car, and that was a blessing. I could barely see, and that makes it a bit tough to drive.

There was some sort of animal rights issue that they were going to discuss and I never did hear that part of the conversation, but it leaves me wondering how he can go from killing innocent babies because 'they have no sense of self awareness' to any sort of belief in 'animal' rights. Do animals have more sense of self awareness than a human child of one year?

This truly scares me for the future of our country and what kind of civilization my children will be living in... and bringing their children into...


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Never To Be

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Her world is as tranquil as the salty sea
On a dark, calm night.
Slumber surrounds her.
Serenity.
A tiny star disturbs her dreams,
foreign Light, exotic luminosity.
Amazement awakens her.
Aroused.
She is helpless to close her eyes against
The staccato light as it swells to a beacon.
Her heart is hurried,
Heavy.
A rumble resounds and blackness returns as
The sea is drained dry.
Tranquility lost.
Quenched.
A razor sharp gust rips through her,
So as to tear out her very soul.
Her first fondness;
Pain.
Though she is Never to scream,
Never to weep,
Never to breathe,
Never to Be.



Mary Ritch
Copyright ©2009 Mary Ritch
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Toward Tomorrow

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Worth is not grounded on morals or manners,
but on magnificence and money.
Personal profiles are plentiful with
portrayals of physical perfection.
Women wonder why
wardrobes are worn
which epitomize the perception
that the wearer would act wildly.
Fads feature food as forbidden fruit.
Fashion fosters fear of fat.
Families feast on fast food in a frenzy
of festivities and fun.
Perhaps, as parents ponder
particular pleasures for their progeny,
the importance of teaching
toddlers tolerance and intellectual truth
will intensify.
Regardless of riches,
without worldly wisdom,
we will all wither.
Mary Ritch
Copyright ©2009 Mary Ritch
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Image

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Every morning she awakes before light
and dresses in saclike garments which prevent
her frame from being viewed in clear sight.
Many of her gowns likened to a tent.
She polishes the looking glass each weekend,
the reflection never seen.
What does she see at the end of her hand?
Only the spots that she scrubs clean.
Never flashy, scarcely managing neat,
suspect of even a single, warm word,
her tendency is to retreat
from the intent of familiar regard.
No rouge or powder to veil her face,
no beauty regimen or exercise,
no attempt to make leather into lace.
From all bodily embellishments she shies.
The torment of imperfection
does not keep her from trying.
Her own uncomely reflection
is truth, hopeless to be lying

Mary Ritch
Copyright ©2009 Mary Ritch


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Childhood

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Every day is a disappointment
You accord me no tenderness
My hushed essence abides in the torment
Anguish I withstand like a harness.
You accord me no tenderness
I can only dream of your concern
All attempts for favor are hopeless
Leaving me only to humbly yearn.
My hushed essence abides in torment
All I crave is a pitiful allusion of your liking
Replete chasms fill me with malevolence
One pure speck of regard would be striking
Anguish I withstand like a harness
Bearing it deep beneath my skin
Pain is my proxy for tenderness
Mother, your love I endure to win.
Mary Ritch
Copyright ©2009 Mary Ritch

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Parenting, When does it stop?

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As a parent I work hard to try to teach my children ethics, morals, character, and life skills. I enroll them in sports and clubs, take them to cultural events, and make sure they know what is important in life.

Education is at the top of that list.

Of my five children, two have moved out and are living their own lives. My son is getting ready to turn 18 next month and will be moving out to become his own person, I hope! That will leave me with just the 16 and the 8 year old girls left at home.

Each of the older girls have 2 sons of their own now. I get phone calls asking me for advice on everything from diet to burns to behavior, oh, and the 'he did something so cute!' I love it.

When I was their age and raising my first babies, I don't remember asking so many questions, but I do remember doing the 'look how cute she is' thing! Why don't I remember asking so many questions? Probably because my parents and my husbands parents never gave us the chance. They were in our faces with advice constantly. "Make sure you remember to ....," "don't ....," "that baby needs...!" And even today we hear from our families about what they think we should be doing differently.

I cringe every time I hear myself telling my daughters what I think in regards to their children. Why do we do this? My daughters call me for advice all the time. Clearly, if they need something or have a question, they will come to us of their own free will. So, then, why do I feel the need to insert my two-cents worth when I have not been asked? When will the parenting end?

Well, I just don't know. My mother-in-law has been great about cutting back, but it has been 26 years. Will it take me that long? I hope not. I hope my children appreciate the effort I am making in not constantly inserting my opinions into how they raise their children.

All I can say is this. I love those boys and I want the best for them. I know my way is not necessarily the best way, but, it is the only way I know.

When will the parenting end? Never... I am a mom, forever.
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