To the person who sent me the gift-you know who you are, and thank you very much. 
In other news, I watched movies all day. The battery in my car died and my mother’s man-friend didn’t get here until late afternoon to put a new one in. So I was stuck here. I am now going to shower and get to class. I really don’t want to, but, I have to.
I have the perfect idea for a Jerry Springer show. “You’re Not The Father Of My Baby, SHE’S The Father Of My Baby.” The skinny man can be any race-this doesn’t really matter because the tranny is going to kick your ass while me and the other fat chick cat fight and our shirts just happen to pop off showing our boobies. Then the tranny’s wig is going to fly off and Steve the security guard dude will have to step in the middle to break us up. Is this not the perfect way for fast money? To humiliate ourselves on syndicated television? If someone steals my idea and actually gets on the show-I’m after your ass. Enough rambling, I had to type out the idea before I burst.
This has to be one of the most interesting cams I have ever seen. National Geographic has a cam set at a watering hole in Botswana. All I have seen are birds of some sort, and one gazelle (however that’s spelled), but since I have no life I find it fascinating. It even has sound!
If this offends anyone, then get a sense of humor. It isn’t meant to make fun of someone, ok well it is but not in a bad way.
This should probably go into Beth’s Rules of the Road but I decided to dedicate an entire post to this matter. While driving to the doctor this afternoon, going 70-which is the speed limit, a car moves from the slow lane into my lane. Ok, no problem with this. Proper use of the blinkers. Then, the car slows down. To approximately 60mph. On an interstate with a 70mph speed limit. Some of you may ask-”what’s so unusual about this?” In my many observations of drivers I have noticed one thing. Any car that has a Jesus Fish emblem, I Love Jesus bumper stickers or the like, drive slower than any other driver. Period. I have no problem with someone declaring they love Jesus. I love Jesus. But do you really think that by plastering said emblems or stickers on a car is going to get you into heaven faster? Are there two separate lines at the gate-one for Jesus Fish car owners and one for non Jesus Fish car owners? Do you think God is standing there, waiting to judge you, and once he sees you says “Well, Joe Bob, you were a Jesus Fish car owner. I don’t care what you’ve done in your life, cheating on your wife, the drugs, only going to church on Holidays or for funerals, stealing the Snickers bar when you were 10, you my son, had a Jesus Car.” “Now, Lucy, step back, Joe Bob gets in before you. Yes my child you did well in your life, church every Sunday and Wednesday, worshipped me with all the faith in the world, but you see, Joe Bob here had a Jesus Fish Car.” I don’t think so. Besides. If these people had so much faith, why do they go so slow? Isn’t Jesus on their side?
Just an observation. Carry on.
