Tuesday, June 10, 2008

• Get the hell out of my room!

  While sweltering at the downtown train, er, MetroLink, a woman pointed out that Senator Obama was not far from us at a hospital.  I can imagine what I'd be thinking if I'd saw him 3 years ago....

  OBAMA: (Typical politician mode)

  ME: (Broke-ass, pissed because they won't give me anything other than OTC crap) "Please get out!"

  End scene.

  Yeah, boring, I know--I imagine that they'd ask you if you'd want to be photographed and all that--but there's no way I'd be on TV, pissed off, hurting, and insurance-less just for some rich politician (I don't care if he isn't AS rich as some of them, dammit! He's a politician!) who's going to keep getting insurance service (the best!), while the rest of us (insured and uninsured) wallow in the fuckedupedness that is modern medicine.

  Don't get me started on these politicians...them and their sound bites, their supposed caring. 

  Also, if I had an automatic weapon, I'd use it on my hillbillyghettofied-assed neighbors. I could've sworn they were supposed to move.  Too bad I can put a damn hex on them or something.  That'll fix 'em!

  Edited to add: here's something interesting that I'll probably get into later on:  all the spam links that at least worked at the time that don't work now.  Case in point--there was something that I called a get rich quick scheme (scam), that someone with a website that claimed I could....Make millions of dollars online!!!!

  Click on that....and nothing happens.  Turns out they don't even have a xanga site any more.  What if I'd invested money with that person?!  Jeez!

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