Monday, October 10, 2011

Everybody has one...

...opinion, that is.  Some folks have more than one and they alternate them depending on their mood.  This rant all got started when I bent over to pick up a case of bottled water.  (Keep this at the top of mind, I bent over but did NOT get so far as to actually touch the case of water!)  On my way down I heard a small pop which was immediately followed by a very large OWWWW!  I suddenly found myself bent over with no way to right myself without annoying the gods of PAIN!  Although there were unopened alcoholic beverages nearby, I was unable to move towards them at a rate of speed that would have helped ease the burning in my back satisfactorily.  I slipped into my "big boy" attitude and sprung to an upright position.  I looked kind of like one of those old blow-up clown punching bags returning to vertical. I will not repeat what foul verbiage followed my crafty move.  I still can't believe I know those words!

Once folks found out I had back pain, the opinion train left the station. You need to go to a chiropractor. Yeah and go and go and go.  I'm sorry, I can't see myself continually going back for monthly "tuneups".  Who's next?  Acupuncture is greater than sliced bread.  I almost considered it until I was given the address and it was an apartment nearby.  I can't fathom laying facedown on a folding table with a bedsheet draped over it; while some guy with a name I can't begin to pronounce sticks sharp needles in my back. I'm sure he'd have the movie Karate Kid playing on his big screen. The last opinion I listened to, came from a "saner than most" co-worker.  You should try PT!  Huh? Physical Therapy... 

Well, PT it is.  I'll be "shuffling" to my car and heading toward a PT (Physical Therapist).  I'm sure another rant is in the making.

OWWWW!

Tuesday, December 08, 2009

Hold That Tiger!

So what if Tiger Woods backed into a fire hydrant! So what if his wife landed a 9-iron to his jaw! So what if he has slept with enough women to grow his own baseball team!

When did people's "personal" lives, trials, failures, and stupidities make such big news? Like none of this stuff ever went on any time in history. Why don't the legitimate news organizations get back to news reporting and leave the gossip to the store checkout rags. Oh, that's right... we don't care about boring news, we want the juicey stuff with pictures if you can. Get that telephoto lens cleaned and point it in a window a thousand yards away. Fuzzy naked people that you can't make out is better than nothing at all!!! Gossip sells - straight news doesn't.

Good Grief, If you just can't give up garbage news, at least go back to the days of hot headlines like: ALIENS ABDUCTED MY COW - THEN RETURNED HER THREE WEEKS LATER WITH NEON GREEN UDDERS.

Give me more of those and Hold The Tiger!

Thursday, July 09, 2009

Soap Opera?

Why do they call daytime TV shows Soap Operas? What a weird name. I realize that when they first started out, soap companies sponsored these shows, but opera? I don't believe they could EVER be considered an opera. Let's see we could call them Soap dramas, but at times. that would stretching the truth. Daytime gossip? There's plenty of that in each show. Serial Gossip? Wait! Just change it to Cereal Gossip and tap a whole new income stream!

To this day, if you ask me, I'll tell you I NEVER watched one minute of that trash. Well, there was that Dark Shadows thing back when I was young. Thankfully, it only ran 30 minutes, 5 days a week for 5 years. HEY!!! I only watched it for the soap commercials! Get off my case!

Tuesday, July 07, 2009

Trail Turned Cold

If I were a wannabe political type person and my "Hey-look-at-me" index was heading south, what would I do???
Oh yeah, I'd quit my current office 18 months ahead of schedule. That would get all the pundits talking and in turn would get the general public abuzz with my name*.
Funny how the media falls for this move EVERY time. And the public? Like a moth to the flame.

* Please note that the name appears nowhere in this blog.

What Blog?

Good Grief! I forgot I had this blog. I'm on verbose overload...My Space, Facebook, Twitter, blah blah blah all about me...

I must remember to post a new rant soon. Maybe I'll rant about not remembering my own blog!


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