Thursday, August 14, 2008

A deafening moment of clarity.

... I'll be 31 when the final "Harry Potter" movie premieres.

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

I am SO TOTALLY FAMOUS

Check me out... I'm at the very, very end.

Frankie Says Relax!

A new one from Dove

Please take a minute and visit this page for the new Dove video called "Under Pressure." It's short and to the point, but it brought tears to my eyes. Now I'm looking into having one of these workshops. I'll keep you posted.

Yay, I'm going back to school!!!

Megan has the morning off... and blogs.

I have this dog now. She's a "rescue" so to speak - rescued from being tied to a tree at my friend's abandoned house. I'm trying to find her a home and have been for a while. She's a sweet dog, but the years of neglect have made an impact (that I'm trying to reverse).

But anyway (I'm having a Carrie Bradshaw moment), it got me thinking as I was surfing the net, looking for adoption agencies: What is the line that separates a human's right to live from any other animal's? I read that 85% of puppies that get surrendered to adoption agencies and/or pounds end up euthanized. That's a lot of dead puppies.

But why is that the end result? When people do that to other people, we call it genocide and it usually results in some sort of warfare.

So dogs and people. Cats and people. Obvious differences. But where is the line between anthropomorphism and disregarding that animal's right to an existence? I know the Christian perspective would be that human souls are divine in nature, but I struggle with this one a little. There are many humans I can bring to mind this minute that I truly don't think ever had a right to live and honestly, I don't think every human life is precious. I don't really feel that way about any animal I can think of. Animals usually do harmful things to people because of human error. But humans also do harmful things to other humans and animals... because of human error.

But alas, it's the animals that suffer.

Sunday, August 10, 2008

Your hair isn't all that great.

I'm a two-bit, worthless, sack-o-crap, lowlife scumbag!!


And now, a heartwarming story from Neal Boortz...

Sharing: A lesson on human nature. I was talking to a friend of mine's little girl the other day. I asked her what she wanted to be when she grew up and she replied, "I want to be President!" Both of her parents are liberal Democrats and were standing there. So then I asked her, "If you were President what would be the first thing you would do?"

She replied, "I'd give houses to all the homeless people."

"Wow - what a worthy goal." I told her, "You don't have to wait until you're President to do that. You can come over to my house and mow, pull weeds, and sweep my yard, and I'll pay you $50. Then I'll take you over to the grocery store where this homeless guy hangs out, and you can give him the $50 to use toward a new house."

Since she is only 6, she thought that over for a few seconds. While her Mom glared at me, she looked me straight in the eye and asked, "Why doesn't the homeless guy come over and do the work, and you can just pay him the $50?"

And I said, "Welcome to the Republican Party."

Her folks still aren't talking to me.