Tuesday, September 23, 2014

I Am Diseased!

I have a head cold and I  must be rid of it by Saturday.  I have to many things to do for the ........TADA....event!
So the work has begun.  Pills, fruits, fluids, Clorox wipes.

I don't know how this happened.  I carry gallons of hand sanitizer.  I stay away from people.  I clean my own hotel rooms - you know the germiest thing in a hotel is the remote control.  I wipe down surfaces in fast food places.  I do not care if I look like Howard Hughes in his late phobic years.

But still, I have a head cold.  Damn, stupid myeloma!  As my number climbs the rogue IgA cells crowd out the useful white blood cells that fight infection.

I'm going to surf the 'net for homemade remedies while I drink enough water to float away.

Thursday, September 04, 2014

Why, No Matter What, I'll Always Love My Bad Boyfriend!

It's true Senator John McCain, R-AZ has let me down a time or two.  Especially with our differing views on immigration policy.

He is exactly like a bad boyfriend.  I love him.  He lets me down.  He makes it up to me.  I take him back.  But in the end, I love him.

I love him with my whole, tiny, blackened, shriveled heart.

I love him for many reasons, but mostly, he's got the balls to say what needs to be said.

 Tuesday, September 2nd I had Fox News on in the background.  It was Greta (who I am not that crazy about).  But I hear her say that John McCain is coming on shortly.  So I stop what I am doing in the kitchen and stroll toward the living room.

Greta:  "Senator John McCain joins us.  Good evening, sir."

McCain: "Good evening."

Greta:  "ISIS.  What are we gonna go about it?"

McCain: "Kill 'em."

It's at about the 2 minute 40 second mark of this video.  There's more to the conversation.  But really.  That answer is all that matters.