Greetings friends of the blog. It's been a while. Oh let's see. What's been happening since last I bitched?

I had a birthday a few days ago. Yeah. I got presents and cake! I don't care what anyone says or how big my butt gets. Give me cake! Mmmm...pure yumminess.

My hubby had a birthday a few days before mine and he got presents and cake too. HaHa.. Cake X 2.

Anyone know what's going on in the world? I haven't had time to catch up on the news for days. I flip on the tube to catch the weather in the mornings...sometimes...when I'm not running late. Which is hardly ever. And we've been too busy at work and with holiday stuff to read my "Strange News" on CBS. Geez...How am I supposed to know what all the nut-balls are doing without my daily fix?

Wait! Who need the strange news? I have my very own nut-ball at home! My hubby. And the craziness of the plight of the University of Nebraska's ongoing football saga! The other day he was talking to his buddy, Twinky, on the phone...walking around the house and jumping up and down like a giddy school girl chanting, "Bo Pelini! Bo Pelini!" At one point there might have been a tear in Super Fan's eye. Ya' gotta' love him!

Tonight, we head to the casino for free food. (yeah! Free Shit!) LOL...We're cashing in our birthday coupons the casino sends when you have one of those cards of theirs. Maybe I'll gamble a buck or two. I'll have to let you know how that goes. Until then.....

Have an awsome day,

MisFriz

Ho Hum...

The Intertropical Convergence Zone, aka the Intertropical Front, Monsoon Trough, Doldums or the Equitorial Convergence Zone is a belt of low pressure girdling the earth at the equator.

The above explanation of the "Doldrums" is stolen directly from Wikipedia. I know. It's Wikipedia. So take it for what it's worth. Anyway, the reason I looked it up in the first place is because I was listening to Dr. James Dobson's "Focus on the Family" on the radio this morning just like I do every day on the way to work. He was talking about marriages that fall into the so called "doldrums" after the honeymoon's over. And he told the story of the origin of our word for...the same old boring crap-ola...or the "doldrums".

Dr. Dobson said crews on ships feared the area known as the doldrums even more than they feared pirates and such, because in that area they could be doomed to drift for long periods of time waiting for a strong enough wind to blow them back on course. In that time, sometimes food and provisions would run out and they would face starvation and death.

What a tragic story. I know. But I have a point, I promise. I've been feeling a little "Ho Hum", bored, have the doldrums syndrome myself lately. So, I guess I need a change to spice up my life, huh? Nothing too drastic you understand. Just something new and exciting. I'll think about it for a while. In the meantime, let me know if you have comments or suggestions. I'd love to hear from others on this.

Have an Awsome Day,

MisFriz

Politics at Usual

Headline: "Long-shot republican candidate sets one-day party fundraising record"

Rep. Ron Paul of Texas (R) raised about $4.2 million in approxiamately 24 hours.

Bravo, Buddy! I'm not impressed. Quite the contrary, things like that piss me off.

I wonder how much of that money came from the major pharmacuetical companies? Gramma' can't buy her heart medicine but Paul can go get a $400. hair cut and make campaign buttons and cheesy tv commercials. Oh, goody.

Senator Charles Grassley (R) is asking 6 top televangelist ministries to give up their financial records. Now, I'm all for keeping those blood-sucking leaches honest, but what's the real agenda here? My guess is the greedy bastards, aka repulicans, want in on the action.

Oh, and I was kidding about the aka republicans comment....All politicians are greedy bastards!

Have and Awsome day,

MisFriz

Recalls, Recalls and more Recalls!

Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. Let me tell you the reason for this jump in recalls of late...and I'm only talking about the Food. I'll leave the lead-filled pacifiers out of it....for today anyway. Once upon a time, long, long ago, I worked in a meat processing and packaging plant. No glamour there, trust me. But hey, it payed well and put food on the table. For the first year things went alright. We did our jobs, got our paychecks....worked every stinking weekend including Sundays. We never seemed to produce enough and a lot of what was produced had to be re-packed, or whatever. Well, as is par for the course in places like that, the higher ups and engineers and anyone else with a chip on his/her shoulder decides to change everything. In theory we were to do double the work (or more) with half the people. A little tweak here, one there and viola'...production's up, profits are up. However, what the braniacs failed to realize is that their papers and graphs and pretty colored pictures make quantity go up....and quality go down. That's not their problem, though. That's the production peoples fault, right?

They get to sit in their offices and tell others how to do their jobs while never having done those jobs themselves. It all looks good on paper but rarely works. Then, they spend billions trying to fix what their highly-paid people screwed up. They spend more billions on recalling the products of those labors and then they blame the guy on the line who only did as he was told. I think they should spend less money and time on the "big-dawgs" and invest more in the average worker. Give him a reason to care and he'll care. Give him a reason to work harder and he'll work harder. Give him what he needs and he'll give it back. Production may go down a little, but so will re-calls and re-turns from unsatisfied customers. Isn't that worth more than a few extra dollars a day?

Have an awsome day,

MisFriz