Sudiegirl's fireside chat...or something like that

Thursday…a day for contemplation, quiet wonder, and for some…an excuse to start the weekend early.

But I digress (I do a lot of that, in case you didn’t notice).

Life here is interesting as usual…one of my goals this year (if you’ll pardon the pun in advance) is trying to get to a DC United game. I’ve never been to a REAL soccer game before. The ones that I played in as a kid as well as the ones my sister’s kids played in don’t count because it’s mostly a bunch of little squabs running around one way while the ball runs the other way. It’s humorous, but not the real thing. I’d like to get to a hockey game too, but I may have to wait on that. I just relish the though of people getting in fights on frozen water.

I have a gig on Saturday for the Laurel “Senior” (as in citizen) Prom, sponsored by the Laurel Lions Club. Man…they really get a good deal; full buffet, appetizers, open bar, dancing, live music (US), and colossal door prizes. We’ve done this engagement every year for as long as I’ve been with the band (WOW…that will be five years this fall). We have fun doing it, plus they feed us. What more could your favorite bipolar redhead ask for?

Well, enough about me…what’s going on in the world?

First of all, a listing in the “Jobs I’d Like To Have But May Soon Regret”...that of Eminem’s divorce attorney. Yes, Detroit’s favorite white rapper with a cleft chin to die for is divorcing his first wife a second time. My Lord…maybe there should be some kind of regulation that states if you want to marry the same person again, they should have a waiting period of some sort before you dive into that arrangement. I think Eminem’s divorce attorney should have a revolving door installed in his office, don’t you?

Next, can perkiness be toxic? Katie Couric is leaving the NBC “Today” show for “CBS Evening News”. Wow. Is she going to have to cut down on her smiling? I hope so. Sometimes, you just need to have a serious face. Hopefully, she’ll know what to do. I sure as hell don’t. I have no poker face whatsoever. Just ask the guys in the band…if I hear something that I don’t think is right, my face contorts and it’s just not a pretty sight.

Fashion (and what it consists of) is something I don’t think I’ll ever understand. I’m perfectly content to wear something that’s five years old if it doesn’t look too faddish and it still fits over my ample buttocks. However, mouth grills are just too bizarre to even think about. I had enough trauma with parachute pants and polyester. It’s not one of my life goals to look like Richard “Jaws” Kiel, thank you very much.

Finally, to be serious for a moment, this news REALLY scared and upset me. It seems that the press secretary for the Department of Homeland Security was busted for allegedly soliciting sex from a 14 year old. I’m not going to put the details here as I am not in the mood for nausea on this fine morning.

It really makes me angry when someone who has a pretty high position in a government agency does something as stupid as this. First, if someone online tells you they’re 14, wouldn’t that make you instinctively run away? Apparently not. I guess why you haven’t seen me on the news playing snugglebunnies with a 14 year old boy. I guess that instinct to run away must be absent from online predators/pedophiles of that nature.

In addition, who’s to say that some Al Qaeda operative wouldn’t pose as a 14-year-old girl online and somehow infiltrate our national security that way? If someone can hide a bomb in their shoe, they can fake being 14 somehow. It’s very scary when someone’s hormones get in the way of their common sense. This guy is someone that I want a tax refund on since my taxes paid his salary, for God’s sake. I also want a refund on Bush, but that goes without saying.

Well, my indignance gland has dried up for now…take ‘er easy, and there will be more to come.

Sudiegirl