Posts Tagged ‘Glenn Beck’

You guys may need to grab a pot of coffee or energy bar or something because this might be a long one!!

So back in February when I booked our hotel, I thought that the rally was going to start late morning and finish in the early afternoon .. or I thought it was going to be an all day thing.. or I thought something. I don’t actually remember because it was back in February but I KNOW I didn’t KNOW that the rally was only from 10am to 1pm..

I also didn’t know THEN that Chief wanted to leave on Friday night after I close the shop.

He’s worse then a kid at Christmas because when he gets excited about something his tail wags worse then a puppy’s.

There was no living with him if we didn’t drive down Friday night so fine.. it didn’t matter that we didn’t have a room for Friday and even if there happened to be one little room available ( which there wasn’t ) we wouldn’t have been able to afford it anyway.. But being the industrious man that he is *cough* he figured we would just pack a cooler and sleep in the back of the wagon.

Not as bad as it sounds.. We’ve done that before when we used to do flea markets so ok. I was down with that. It’s an adventure right? A one in a lifetime kinda thing? RIGHT???

So he packs a cooler with waters and juices and stuff to eat and snack on and is bouncy off the walls to CAN. WE. JUST. GET. GOING. ALREADY??? so much so that we forgot his better sneakers and my other sandals and a few other things that really did turn out to be minor but we did remember the toilet paper!!

We had been scrambling all day so you know.. we forgot to eat again and wound up driving through McDonald’s at around 8pm and then we were on our way to DC.

One thing I should tell you about Chief .. you know that saying WWJD? What Would Jesus Do? Yea.. well.. I say WWCS .. What Would Chief Spend? .. because he doesn’t like  paying one penny more then what he thinks something is worth. It’s a pain in the ass for someone who is just like “… just pay it already!!!!”

That would be me.

So when setting the TomTom, there is a question that comes up asking if you want to avoid toll roads. It’s preset to AVOID TOLL ROADS because the cheap son of a bitch I’m married too can’t part with the 15 cent or 40 cent or OH! MY! GOD! NOT 1.10!!!!!! to get on and off the turnpike!

I really DON’T  mind most times because MOST times I’m not driving at night. I hate driving anywhere at night where I’m not familiar because things look differently at night and I don’t see that well. Nice, right?

The first time we got off 95 it wasn’t so bad. We were basically put on a pike that was well lit and I only had two turns to make before getting back on the highway.

But the second time… OMG.. the SECOND time had us driving thru some of the seediest sections of Baltimore late on a Friday night. Now, I’m from Philly originally so there are very few things that will make my chin hit my knees but let me tell you.. yea.. I got re-educated!!

Next time I’m definitely digging under the seat for change to stay on the highway!!

We’re only not even 3 hours outside of Washington so the idea (I refuse to say plan) was to get there around 11, find a place to park the car.. sleep for a few hours.. eat something and then head to The Mall for the rally. Even with the little detour we were on target but that what? Where were we going to park? The hotel we had reservations at charged 42.00 to park even IF you were a guest so that left that out and EVERYTHING in DC is grossly expensive.

Chief wanted to just park on the street but I told him he was out of his fucking mind because there was NO WAY in HELL that I was going to sleep in the car on a street in another city where I didn’t know if it was legal or not.. just wasn’t going to happen. So we drove around and drove around and drove around until we finally found a parking garage that was not only OPEN but had a sign that said $10 Flat Rate.

So we drive in and guess what?

It was an UNDERGROUND parking garage.. I’m thinking it was definitely the third level of Dante’s Inferno because it was soooo freakin’ hot so add that to the exhaustion setting in and it wasn’t a good recipe. So Chief suggests we take a walk down to The Mall.. check things out and maybe find an open air garage where we can move the car to.

I should have known then that he wouldn’t waste the 10 bucks he paid for parking .. but I really wasn’t thinking.. so I set the TomTom to take us to the Lincoln Memorial. One thing that I didn’t consider… the route that popped up was the route we would need to DRIVE to get to the Memorial.. not WALK.

The red arrow is where we were parked.. the blue line is the route we took to get to the Mall. Go ahead. Call us idiots! We deserve it!!

By the time we get to the Memorial we were exhausted and our feet were KILLING us. Neither of us had proper shoes because.. oh.. um.. Tweedle DumbAss couldn’t WAIT to get on the road!!! We plopped ourselves under a tree with the intent of getting some winks. There were maybe about 500 people already there.. WAY more prepared then we were. They  had blankets and pillows and coolers and flashlights and entertainment and coffee!!

We just had a bottle of water and my handbag!!!

I ask Chief if he wants to walk back and get out cooler and stuff and he looked at me like I was NUTS. His feet had started to get really bad blisters.. my feet were feeling the walk too but at least my sneakers were a little bit better then his shoes.

Trying to do ANYTHING even resembling a nap was impossible. Personally, I can’t lay out on grass without thinking of that cable “Monsters Within” and being petrified of Bot Flies laying eggs in my ears. Impossible, I know but did you ever SEE that show??

Chief didn’t have any problems falling asleep but he gave me implicit instructions to wake him up as soon as he started snoring. Which he did.. in the first five minutes.. and every five minutes after he fell back asleep so that was usless.

After a while, a guy named George from California joined us. He came by himself, leaving his wife and kids in Cali because it wasn’t financially possible for them all to come. He was almost as bad off as we were but at least he had the good sense to bring an umbrella!! So we talked and shared and laughed and then we were joined by three ladies from Boston.

THEY were prepared. They had blankets and a cooler and again, we talked and shared and laughed.

Then the four woman from Ohio came.. and then the people from Delaware and Central PA. It was like having a family reunion with strangers.. only they didn’t feel like strangers. Everyone shared what they had with each other and someone even gave us their extra beach blanket to sit on.

Around 4am, we were DYING from caffeine withdrawal. If anything, y’all should know by now that me and Chief ALWAYS have a cup of coffee in our hands and the last cup we had had was like.. six hours prior. So George from Cali pulled out his iphone and used an App to find the nearest Dunkin’ Dounts.

According to his iPhone, the DD was less then a mile away and should only take about 15 minutes to get there.

Oh!! No fucking sweat!!!

Chief was reluctant to go because his feet were hurting so much.. you KNOW the man is hurting if he doI wesn’t want to go for coffee. I told him that I would go on my own.. it wasn’t that far and who cares if it was 4am.. there were so many people milling around the streets of DC that I didn’t think it was an issue. George from Cali didn’t want me to go by myself either but I was like, Please!! I’m from South Philly!!!

In the end, Chief came with. I’m still not sure if he was worried about me OR about getting a hot cup of coffee. I studied George’s iPhone map and knew exactly where we needed to go. Easy, right?


Have I introduced myself to you yet??

The Black Arrow is where Dunkin Donut's was SUPPOSE to be.. the Star? That's were a vending truck was. The purple path is what we walked going TO and the purple path is coming back

We walked WELL past where the Dunkin’ Donuts was pinned on the iPhone map and nothing.. we walked further.. nothing.. we asked security guards and other people.. NOTHING!!

When we first passed the vending truck, Chief wanted to get coffee there but I was like “… NOOOOOOO!!! I want a CHEDDAR BAGEL TWIST!!!” and so this man who loves me forged ahead on broken feet while I trailed behind swearing that my ass better raise 2 inches with all this uphill walking.

When we figured out that the damn iPhone app was wrong, we made our way back but took another street hoping that maybe the pin had been in the wrong place and we would see the purple and orange glow of their sign.


So we made our way back to the vending truck.. which was deserted when we first passed.. to find a line wrapped half way around the corner.

So we waited and got four cups of coffee ( literally the size of a demi cup).. 2 soft pretzels (which were so hot that it made you believe that they were fresh until you unwrapped the tin foil that was literally STUCK to it and found that they weren’t fresh.. they were stale and just stuck on a steam table to keep them soft until the unsuspecting customer bought it and let the air hit it. I may have broken a tooth trying to gnaw away at it.) .. and 1 skinny grey thing that they SWORE was a hotdog.

Total was 17.50

I kid you not.

We made it back to our spot through hoards of people screaming WHERE DID YOU GET COFFEE?????????????? and settled back in with our new found family.

When I tell you EVERYBODY was friendly… EVERYBODY was polite.. people were sincerely interested in each other.. where they were from.. what they did for a living.. what brought us all here. It was nothing short of amazing.

If you were there, then you know the feeling.. the vibe.. the spirit.. or whatever it is you want to call it that seemed to just hover in the air. I really have no words to describe it.

The people who took buses in started arriving around 7 and they kept on coming.. and coming.. and coming.. we literally watched the whole mall fill up as far as we could see.

By the time the rally started at 10, you could forget about your squatting rights. There was just way too many people with no where to go. And even when our little area became standing room only .. there was no way you could plop on the grass anymore.. and the sun started heating everyone.. people were still mindful of who was standing around them.

One older guy broke through our little group complaining that he felt like he was going to faint. He must have been in his early 80’s. He was there with his daughter who looked to be in her 60’s and she was in a virtual panic. Bottles of water came out from every direction.. someone offered him their lawn chair.. a young guy came through saying that he was studying to be a nurse and how could he help. No one was obnoxious.. no one pushed back.. no one was annoyed even though the rally had already started and people were straining their necks to see the stage or the jumbo-trons.

The speakers were amazing… the message was inspiring.. and even though I’m not going to go into the whole Martin Luther King, Jr. controversy here, I can tell you from someone who was in the thick of it.. that there was nothing said other then committing ourselves to the core principals of Faith, Hope and Charity.

After it was over, people started to leave and believe me.. if you’ve ever left a sports stadium after a game.. imagine that crowd times 10. But there was no pushing or rushing or shoving. Everybody just.. well.. walked.

Our adrenaline started to deplete.. coupled with sore feet, aching bodies, exhaustion, no food or anything to drink. We felt like shit! But we couldn’t do anything walk (again) to find the garage where our car was.

Do you know who Quasimoto is? The Hunchback of Notre Dame?

That was us.

No lie.

All we needed to do was start yelling SANCTUARY!!! as we walked. We looked like two broken down cowboy hunchbacks after a really bad rodeo.

And of course.. we couldn’t figure out how to get to the damn garage.. because if Washington is anything it’s badly planned!! LOL!!

The path we took to get back to the damn parking garage!

So we walked.. and walked.. and walked.. and walked.

And we walked some more.

I think we only stopped once.. across the street from the White House’s Rose Garden but it wasn’t because we wanted to SEE it.. we just didn’t want to collapse in front of it!!

But starting to walk again only made our feet feel worse so we plugged on and on and on until I saw the blinding glow of the Golden Arches.

I told Chief we should go into McDonald’s and ask them for directions. He said he didn’t realize how hungry he was until I pointeen d out the Mickey Dee’s. So we dragged ourselves in.. ordered food.. and then had to CLIMB A FLIGHT OF STAIRS to the seating area. The looks on our faces when we found that our were probably priceless.

But we forged through and sat.. taking off our shoes so that our feet could rest on the cold ceramic tile.

OMG I know what heaven is now!!!

We finished eating and still had about 8 or 9 long.. long.. LONG blocks to go.

Finally we made it to the car and if you ever hear me make fun of my wagon again, please knock me upside the head!! We sat in the wagon and just melted.

But the journey isn’t over yet.. because NOW we had to drive to the hotel which was about 8 blocks away ( actually it was ohsoclose to the McDonald’s we were at ) and before Chief could even THINK about the 42 bucks to park at the hotel, I told him that there was no way in God’s green earth that I was walking anywhere other then to an elevator.

He had the good sense not to argue.

So we got to the hotel and checked in.. made our way up to the room which had a bed that was made from a cloud.

No.. in all seriousness, it was a really nice room with really, REALLY good sheets and pillows and feather top mattress.

He just peeled off his clothes and fell out.. I wanted to take a shower first but then I did the same damn thing.

I don’t remember anything until about midnight when I woke up to Chief staring at me. “.. I’m hungry” he said jumping up and down like a freakin’ monkey in a cage.

My WTF???? expression made him tell me that it was a hotel room bed so of course you had to jump around on it like a freakin’ monkey in a cage.

I was hungry too.

All the sandwiches, potato salad and lunch meat we had brought didn’t hold up to being in the trunk of a hot car in the basement of a parking garage over night and the one bag of potato chips and Welch’s White Grape Peach bottle wasn’t going to cut it. It was too late for room service and neither of us could even dream of walking anywhere so what to do? Go back to sleep, of course.

One thing I need to mention here is that we stayed at the Capital Hilton. I made the reservation and paid for the room via Obitz so I really didn’t know what I was getting into. First of all.. there was no free WiFi. They charged 15.99 a night to access it. Everything on their menu was OBSCENELY priced. Like.. 9.75 for a bowl of oatmeal. 22.00 for a hamburger. 7.50 for a cup of coffee. I hadn’t realized that this was a dignitary hotel and that generally the people that stay there could care less how much anything was. Plus, it was an international menu.

So back to sleep we went and when we got up the next morning, we decided that it was just better off checking out then waiting.. hungry.. until noon. I did.. at one point.. BEG Chief to order room service because I was beyond starving but even I couldn’t justify spending that much money on something that we weren’t even going to be able to split.

So at 8am we checked out and made our way home.. finding yet another McDonald’s where we had breakfast.

I swear I have NEVER eaten McDonald’s so much in my  life!!!

Because it was early.. we had nothing but time in front of us so we made our way back ( again detouring through the seedier side of Baltimore and even continuing the tradition of turning the wrong way down a one way street because of the TomTom ).. we stopped at a fantastic reststop on I95 that was  ( and had bad coffee ) .. found an unbelievable flea market in Nottingham, PA that was in an old barn and had really neat stuff.. we drove the back roads through Maryland.. over the Conowingo Dam.. may have found a place to move to in Darlington.. wondered at Havre De Grace.. checked out used RVs ( come on.. you have to agree that we need one! ) .. drove through a covered bridge and wound up spending a few hours sitting on a rock and hanging our feet in Brandywine Creek watching people drift by on inner tubes with their dogs swimming along side of them.

We finally made it home feeling that after not really doing anything this summer.. doing EVERYTHING.

It was probably the best weekend I’ve had in a long time.. even with the blisters and aches and everything else doing all that with my best friend was awesome.

Right now I’m clinching my teeth so freakin’ hard that I’m going to be making some dentist rich real quick .. I’m am also so outraged and so fucking torqued that I wish I had a video camera so I can just get out everything that’s in my head right now instead of having to type so damn fast and worry about spelling things wrong.

Because OH MY FUCKING HAIRY TOES people.. if you can’t SEE how racism is being used as a smoke screen then.. well.. omg.. I don’t know what to say.

Everybody knows that the best defense is a good offense.. and right now, with more and more American’s realizing that what is going on in this country is not right.. that our freedoms are slowly being removed.. that there are those in government who don’t think that you are incapable of running your own life without their help.. the people in power now are scrambling.

We are NOT sheep.. and now that they’re getting the idea :: Hello New Jersey.. Hello Utah.. Hello Northern Georgia.. Hello Nevada :: they’re doing their best to undermine an organization that’s sole purpose is to restore America to the great country that it was.

And their doing that by insisting that EVERYONE who does not agree with President Obama is a racist.

They’re insisting that EVERYONE who does agree with socialism and marxism and communism are racists.

They KNOW that waving the Racism Flag is going to incite. They KNOW it’s going to divide. And isn’t that another strategy of war?  Divide and conquer??

What’s the best way of negating a thought.. or an organization.. or ANYTHING that is going to undermine your grand master plan? Cry racism.

rac·ism [rey-siz-uhm]


1.a belief or doctrine that inherent differences among the various human races determine cultural or individual achievement, usually involving the idea that one’s own race is superior and has the right to rule others.

2.a policy, system of government, etc., based upon or fostering such a doctrine; discrimination.

3.hatred or intolerance of another race or other races.

So before some one cries foul that because I’m white :: actually, I’m Italian :: and don’t understand racism then think again.

Now.. let’s get to Shirley Sherrod.

Shirely Sherrod was a USDA Rural Director in Georgia. A video tape was released of her giving a speech at the NAACP 20th Annual Freedom Fund Banquet. In this video, she says that she didn’t help a white farmer as much as she could of. In case you didn’t see the video, here it is..

So this video comes out and Shirley Sherrod is called by Cheryl Cook, the USDA’s under secretary and told that the White House wanted her to resign.. and then she was called back and told to submit her resignation via Blackberry.

So then what happens is that the NAACP .. who’s event she was speaking at.. calls out their spin doctors and release a statement saying SEE! SEE! WE don’t tolerate racism like those TEA PARTIERS do!!.

Actually this is what NAACP President Benjamin Todd Jealous said:

“According to her remarks, she mistreated a white farmer in need of assistance because of his race,” he said in a statement before Sherrod’s explanation.

“We are appalled by her actions, just as we are with abuses of power against farmers of color and female farmers.”
– New York Daily News Article

So now here’s the NAACP who has been doing everything they can to say that Tea Partiers are racist and that there was an incident where racial slurs where thrown at black politicians :: which, btw, has yet to be authentically proven even WITH a personal offer of $100,000.00 by Andrew Breigtbart for video OR audio :: and then this video surfaces and the powers that be scramble and push Shirley off the curb.

The thing is.. THAT isn’t the entire video.

Shirley herself has said in numerous interviews that what didn’t get shown was the rest of her speech where she says :: I’ll paraphrase here :: that she was speaking on something that had happened like 20 years ago and that she had an epiphany and realized that it wasn’t about black or white.. it was about the “haves” and “have nots” and that what she was doing to the white farmer wasn’t right.

Even Glenn Beck said that what happened to her was unfair and that he would do everything he could to help her get her job back.

I’m sure that doesn’t mean much to those who despise Beck but you have to admit that that’s a semi big thing.

Anyway.. so what happens tonight?

The NAACP :: remember, they’re the ones who issued a statement that they supported her resignation and had a zero tolerance policy :: posts a THE FULL VIDEO on YouTube saying that the initial video was edited to cast her in a negative light.

Here’s the full video:

So let’s all be the intelligent people that I know we are and ask a simple question..

If Shirley Sherrod was speaking at an NAACP event .. then WHY would they be sooo quick to force her to resign without thinking “.. wait a minute? This is OUR event? Don’t WE have video of it? Let’s take a look first before we jump the shark.”

The simple answer to that question is that it was a knee jerk response to a rock being thrown at their glass house.

So now what’s their statement? They’re saying that they had the wool pulled over their eyes by Fox News and Andrew Breitbart.

Breitbart has said that he received the video from someone in Georgia back in April but did nothing with it until this mess started with Tea Party being hailed as racists. He said that he repeatedly appealed to the NAACP to knock it off and that their negative branding was going to divide the country and when they didn’t back off, he released the tape.

So I really don’t think there was any hood-winking.. but that’s just my opinion.

The other thing is.. and you know.. we’ll go back to those who don’t think I have a right to know what I’m talking about because I’m not black… if you don’t want to accept if from me. .then maybe.. JUST MAYBE.. you’ll accept it from Mary Frances Berry.

Dr. Mary Frances BerryIf you don’t know who Dr. Berry is, she is the former chair on the US Commission on Civil Rights (under Carter and Clinton.. so no GOP dame here).

She now teaches law and history at the University of Pennsylvania.

Dr. Berry has authored both “My Face Is Black Is True” and “And Justice For All: The United States Commission on Civil Rights and The Continuing Struggle For Freedom In America”

I think she’s in a way better position to be heeded then I am..

She had this to say to Politico:

Tainting the tea party movement with the charge of racism is proving to be an effective strategy for Democrats. There is no evidence that tea party adherents are any more racist than other Republicans, and indeed many other Americans.But getting them to spend their time purging their ranks and having candidates distance themselves should help Democrats win in November. Having one’s opponent rebut charges of racism is far better than discussing joblessness.

And she’s right.. it all goes back to smoke and mirrors. On both sides.

Just so you know, I don’t consider myself a Liberal, Conservative, Democrat, Republican, Libertarian or Independent.

Maybe you could call me a Constitutionalist but I really don’t know all the connotations around that title to know if I am or not.

I simply believe that on the scale with Total Government Control on the right, Anarchy on the left and true Freedom in the middle we’re sliding more towards the right.

Beck, for all intents and purposes, thinks the same way. As a recovery drug and alcohol abuser.. a Mormon.. the father of a handicapped child.. he is just a regular person in an extraordinary position.

You don’t have to like him.. you don’t have to listen to him.. you don’t have to hold it against me because I do.. the only think I ask is that you just forget about all the “lables” people are so fond of putting on other people because of their different views.. find the common ground between those you disagree with and bring common sense into focus.

What I like most about Beck is that he doesn’t talk above you.. he describes things in common terms and uses examples that make you understand exactly what he’s talking about.

I really and truly believe that we, the people.. need to move away from any type of political party finger pointing because right now, I don’t trust any governement offical because they all seem to have their own agendas that don’t have the country’s best interest in mind.

I’ve been blessed to have grown up in a city that was ripe with history.. where actually, history took place. It was all at my fingertips and was constantly exposed to it. History was :: and still is :: one of my favorite things to explore and as I’ve gotten older I’ve come to realize that we are now SO far away from what the intial intentions were that it would serve all of us well if we would just realize that even though the Washingtons, the Franklins, the Jeffersons were notable it was the “little” people who did “little” things to enable the the cause to move forward.

Beck gave a great example of that last night. In Battery Park, Manhattan, there was huge lead statue of King George on a horse. There was some type of demonstration or riot or something going on and the crowd toppled the statue, which broke into tons of pieces.

Seven women :: who, as Beck says, are forgetton in history :: got some horse and wagons and started loading the pieces. The Redcoats approached them, asking what they were doing and the women said that yknow, they were just picking up the pieces and cleaning up the mess. The Redcoats left and the woman drove these carts loaded with led to somewhere in Conneticut where a metalsmith melted the pieces down and reformed them into 40,000 or so musket balls. In effect, manning the revolutionary army and equipping them to beat the British.

And whether you agree with the current politics, policies or pundits.. whether your a Fox watcher or an MSNBC watcher.. whether you perfer Rush Limbaugh or Chris Matthews.. you have to admit that it’s an amazing story of how we can ALL be one of the little cogs needed to turn a big wheel.

.. I guess anytime we go out without the kids is “date night”, huh?

Ok.. so anyway last night we got tickets to go see the similcast of Glenn Beck’s Common Sense tour.

Now, I know alot of you are retching at the mere mention of his name but in all seriousness he isn’t the next Limbaugh or Hannity.

Thank GOD!!!

Anyway, I’ll post my thoughts about that later.

The shindig started at 8 so Chief closed the shop at 6. I usually get there around 10 of but of course, I got stuck in a major traffic jam and don’t roll up until around 6:20.

NOTE: In case you don’t know this about me I am a time-watcher. I HATE to be late.. it’s one of my pet peeves and I usually have everything timed down to the second :: including any potential delays ::. It’s something that really does get on people’s nerves!! LOL.

Spaz was there and since he had to have his trough reloaded fed dinner, we just swung him by Taco Hell. Bubba was going to be out with his friends :: surprise surprise :: so Chief gave him money to get something to eat.

We get home and there really isn’t time for me to get into the shower. I had my hair back :: it’s easier NOT to have masses of unruly curls in my face when my head is down at work :: and you know, I was going on a DATE!! I wanted to be a GIRL!!!

You know, Chief and I are at the point in our relationship :: use that term loosely, thank you very much :: where nothing in sacred. Meaning that things you would NEVER EVEN DREAM OF CONTEMPLATING when you first meet are now so common place you wonder what the heck you were so obsessed over… like farting, leaving the bathroom door open, burping, hairy armpits, no make up, hair not frizz-free or perfectly straightened… you get the idea.

But you know, when we go out like that I like to do the girl thing. And I do it well. Believe me. AND fast.

So in the span of 5 minutes, I had my hair and make up done :: thank you Wilfred Academy and Mr. J!! :: and when Chief came into the bedroom to hurry me along he was like, “Wow. You look pretty.” I was all tomboy-eyeroll but he said, “No, you look really, really pretty.”

That was nice.

So we leave and I tell Spaz to relay a message to Bubba that since his clothes are STILL on the stairs, he has until I get home tonight before I throw them out. Because the next day was trash day and I’ve only told him 3 times already.

Chief was starving so we went to BK’s drive through. I really didn’t want anything fast because 1) I’ve been doing really well with the whole eating thing and 2) Movie Popcorn. I can’t NOT have movie popcorn. But I figured one time wasn’t really going to set me over any cliffs so I indulged.

This particular movie theater is two levels. The screening room we were in was on the 2nd level. Obviously a Thursday night is not peak movie night because there was nothing else playing on the second level. In fact, I guess they figured a bunch of Glenn Beck viewers weren’t going to be any trouble at all since there was NO ONE up there except the people in the screening room.

At some point, right before the show started, the sound went out. There was no one in the projection room :: I know, because I climbed on top of the last row of chairs to reach up and knock on the little window :: so Chief went out and down to where the customer service window was to tell them.

The girl was like, “… oh, that happens sometimes. They just restart it” and Chief said, “.. well, it’s a live similcast. There is no rewind.” The girl was like, “huh? Watchu mean?”

NOTE: Did I tell you we went into the city for this?

The wind up was they just moved us to the screening room next door.

Right after the show started, Beck said something hysterical. I don’t exactly remember what it was but when I tell you that I just started LOL-ing for real.. I was I LOL-ing FOR REAL! Chief was like, “… shh!!!! shh!!!! shh!!!!” which only made me laugh louder.

On the way home he mentioned something about it.. and it was all good natured.. that we were THAT couple that doesn’t shut up in the movies.

I was like, “… well, yea. But it was funny.”

“.. Oh, it was funny alright”

… and at least I laughed in the RIGHT places!”

“That you did..rabbit.. that you did.”

We were driving along for about another 20 minutes when he said.. completely out of the blue.. “.. honestly, I love how you laugh.”

It was so simple and so sincere and I thought, “.. you fucking jerk off, WHY CAN’T YOU SEE WHAT’S GOING ON AND MAN FIX IT?”

Oh.. oh.. remeind me to post about BUBBLEGUM. Seriously, you’ll want to hear about that. I just can’t type about it now because of where I’m at.

So we get home and every single light in the house is on.

Bubba was in his pajamas lounging on the couch.. his jeans and socks scattered on the floor. The blanket was on the floor… there was a taco bell sauce packet on the floor next to the door way AND Spaz’s taco bell bag filled with suace packets, trash and I believe a Volcano taco sitting in front of the tv.

Bubba’s clothes were up in his room though.

So I tell him to put his stuff in the hamper and started picking up the stuff left on the floor… put it in the taco bell bag.. went into Spaz’ bedroom and promptly threw it on his sleeping body.

I went into my bedroom to get changed and yelled out to Bubba asking if his clothes were in the hamper yet.

I heard him get up and do it.

Me and Chief settled down.. me on the laptop harvesting cabbages in Farm Town and him flipping through cable.

He rolls over and says, “thank you for tonight” and then rolls back.

Between it being late and the bubblegum, my eyes were rolling in the back of my head so I turned everything off and went to bed.

I was knocked out.. so much so that I didn’t hear ANY alarm this morning so we got up late. While I was getting ready, Chief woke up Bubba :: who jumped in the shower :: and then Spaz.

When Spaz came out of his bedroom, Chief asked him if his clothes were clean. I turned to look at him and right away I said NO.. and went into the closet to get him a clean pair of pants.

He said the shirt was clean and I said it wasn’t.. he wore it all day yesterday. When I went into his room to get a shirt that I KNEW was in the middle of the HUGE pile of folded clothes on top of his dresser I saw the taco bell bag that I threw on him on the floor next to his bed.

I told him to make sure he put that in the trash and he said that Ernie The Terrorist Puppy dragged it in there…

Hm. Really.

So Spaz.. where WAS it that Ernie could get to it??? Hmmmmm????

I really didn’t feel like dealing with lies and stories so I told him that Ernie didn’t do it.. that I threw it on him when I got home because of where he left it.

He said that was mean.

I said it was mean that he left it on the the tv base.

So I gave him his clothes and leave the room for him to get changed and he asks me if I can do his laundry.. I told him I would tonight.

Chief was passing me when I was coming out of the hallway into the dining room and I heard him start telling Spaz about wearing the same clothes but he closed the door behind him so I didn’t hear what he said.

Which is fine. He’s a boy and there’s just something’s that only Chief can handle.

And he did so…

Spaz came out of his bedroom as we were walking out the door and I asked him if he threw the Taco Bell bag in the trash… he huffed and said he was trying to get changed.

Chief jumped on him that he was just laying on the bed when he went into his room and to make sure that bag was in the trash NOW.

He started to get up but we walked out so you know that bag is still in his bedroom. We should have waited .. I know we should have.. but we were running SO late that we just didn’t.

So now we’ll see…

I got tons of laundry to do tonight so I’m going to go right home after work instead of stopping at the shop to start my night.