D*mnation!

didn’t happen and now I’ve got to go to work next week...

He**! Where is the apocalypse when you need it? Now I gotta figure out how to pay the bills since I blew my paycheck in anticipation of ‘a new beginning’.

I’m thinking I’ll start an advice blog or maybe I’ll give predictions on the economy… or the weather!

Here is a sample.

Tony,
No! Don’t give her the ******* ** * ******** for your anniversary… don’t you want to live to see your next one?

It’s not looking good for plastics folks – we’re up .11/# on PE and the busy season is just beginning.

Hurricane Debby will mess with shipping but not NYC – though Hurricane Ernesto will impact your prices at the pump as early as next Friday

Leave your questions in the comments section, Ms. Aerie knows all… sees some and generally doesn’t lie.

Dance me to the end of love...

…which is apparently scheduled for August 22 folks. It seems that Iranian President Mahmoud Ahmadinejad is perhaps planning an end of the world light show for that night because; quoting Princeton’s Bernard Lewis's op-ed piece in the wall street journal excerpted here: ‘it is by tradition, the night when many Muslims commemorate the night flight of the prophet Muhammad on the winged horse Buraq, first to 'the farthest mosque,' usually identified with Jerusalem, and then to heaven and back,".

Mark it on your calendars! This could be a real win-win… FINALLY something on which all religious fundamentalists can agree! Apocalyptic Craziness! Yay!

Here’s what I think… all the folks who believe their God is better than your God AND believe they are required by their God to kill any non-believers in their God should get a free ticket to Jerusalem on August 21st. All the people who just want to worship their own God in peace and don’t think they have to kill anybody to do so - should go far away from Jerusalem on August 21…

Then, if the end time in the form of a wacky little man made Armageddon comes down thanks to some seriously fanatical Iranian top dog type… well, cool… all the mean crazy people will be gone… to a happier place if you ask them, so works out for them and all the nice peaceful people of the world can go back to doing the kind of stuff we used to like doing before the world got so mean and crazy; see win-win!

Seriously simplistic I know, but I heard a very famous and important think tank type just last night say on CNN that these religious fundamentalist terrorists types were very simplistic… so I’m writing in a manner they can understand.

Go, sit, wait for your God to return, stop being such a**holes.
If your God really is the big bad – he doesn’t need your help anyway.

Ms. Aerie

TESTOSTERONE PREPOSTERONE...

Team,

Will somebody please explain to me what everyone is so excited about…? So freaking what if Mr. Landis had elevated levels of testosterone in his test for the 17th stage. Why isn’t anybody asking the question “what was testosterone supposed to be doing for him that gave him an advantage over the other competitors?” Maybe the reason nobody is asking is because the answer is “NOTHING!” Testosterone is a substance that has to be taken over a period of time to have an effect that might be considered advantageous over others.

Hypothetically; IF he took a shot of testosterone (and I’m NOT saying he did) just before that grueling stage, it could have had a beneficial effect for Mr. Landis, but not the way you think. The beneficial effect may have come from the fact that testosterone inhibits bone deterioration. Since he is scheduled to have surgery to replace a hip that is degenerating and extreme physical exercise and stress can reduce testosterone levels a shot might have been able to keep his levels at a protective level. I don’t know, I wasn't there, I don't know the man.

I do know what testosterone doesn’t do. It doesn’t give you instant energy or make you feel less pain. It can help increase muscle mass but over a period of weeks not a few hours… He never tested for elevated levels any other time - ever. He was not taking this stuff in any amount over any period of time to give him any kind of unfair advantage over anyone else.

THE MAN RODE THE RACE AND WON THE RACE - FAIR AND SQUARE.

He suffered incredible pain and put forth an amazing effort.

He won.

Get over it.

Now go read some medical journals and report something real.

Ms. Aerie

...Things that p*ss me off

So I'm in the drive-thru line at Starbucks this morning... with like nine other cars. I'm good at waiting in line, we all should be. They taught us how to line up in kindergarten for crying out loud. So I'm waiting, and here's the deal. The line forms around the back of the little strip mall and the turns left at the corner of the building and goes down to the drive up window. Three cars count 'em (3) can fit on the side of the building where the drive up window's at, the rest have to wait around back in the rather narrow alleyway. This alley is subject to two (2) way traffic. This means when you are next to be the third car on the side of the building, you wait on the right hand side of the alley so traffic coming down the alley from the opposite direction can pass by and so cars behind you with less patience than you (maybe they didn't go to kindergarten) can pull out and leave if they like...

At least that's what you do if you're intelligent. However, more than half the people waiting in line on any given morning will pull up right behind the third car in line and completely block traffic trying to go either way down the alley. If you are one of those people - please explain to me - WHY DO YOU DO THAT? I cannot for the life of me figure it out. Are you the youngest child maybe? Are you afraid you won't get yours?

Anyway, that in and of itself is enough to get under my skin, but it doesn't really p*ss me off. The thing that really got to me today was the driver - who upon discovering his path was blocked by an idiot, LEANED ON THE HORN AND REFUSED TO LET GO! There was no place for anyone to move to get out of his way... The idiot blocking his path couldn't move and all the cars behind the idiot couldn't move... so we all sat there glaring at tweedle dee and tweedle dum while listening to the dulcet sound of an Escalades horn.

Up until that very moment I had hope for humanity - but those two guys illustrated perfectly why, as a species, we are doomed.

I need there to be hope...perhaps you can help change the outcome gentle reader - the next time you have a simple choice like this to make, choose the other guy!

Pass it on...

Paybacks a B*tch

Dear Kids,

I have a blog of my own now...


and as soon as I have somethin' to say...

you better believe I'm agoin' ta say yit


Love
Mom