Sunday, April 13, 2008
Saturday, April 12, 2008
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
Who Said Rainy Days Are Not Eventful.


Here I was thinking it was going to be a dreary rainy day with nothing much to do or see when a careless driver soon fixed that situation. Even though they had to cut the back door out of the white car, no one was hurt.
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Sunday, April 6, 2008
Saturday, April 5, 2008
There Is No Such Thing as Secret Men’s Business.
Next week is my brother’s buck’s party and his best man has organized it with my brother’s help. They had planned that there would be a stripper there and there was no secret made of the fact. My brother rang me today and informed me that his bride to be has taken offence to this and has issued an ultimatum “There is to be no stripper of there will be no wedding”.
I don’t care if there is one there or not as I am going for my brother. What I have taken offence too is the ultimatum. I am appalled that the bride to be is trying to assert her dominance over him and take control of the proceedings. Especially when she had been informed the whole time of the plans and no such courtesy has been extended about her hen’s night.
Having worked in the wedding industry, I can say that, on the whole, buck’s parties are quite tame affairs as compared to hen’s nights. Perhaps my brother’s fiancĂ©e would prefer that we have a tea party with scones. I know that she has a night out planned with the girls and no details other than that are forthcoming.
Which brings me to weddings in general which are all about the bride. The groom is nothing more than the money bags that stands there and pays for some woman to live a fairytale for a day. In the case of my brother, it is she that has the final say on all the plans and it is typical of most weddings. The one day that my brother gets to celebrate with friends and family in a manner in which he has chosen is now too marred by her dominance.
Enough is enough. The writing is on the wall for my brother and if he cannot see that he is going to be under the thumb of a control freak for the rest of his married days then I have the perfect wedding gift for you. A gelding knife.
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Thursday, April 3, 2008
Inner Screams.
When all you have to do is run with the facts, people want to embellish them with useless chatter. The decision has been made and all I have to do is make a simple transfer and it is all done but while I am waiting, and been hurried to a location I don’t want to be right now, I have time to write a protest while waiting for the last minute change in pans to be reverted back to the original and the right people informed.
I am sitting here screaming inside “Why change the plans on a whim without thinking?” Why do people do this to me all the time? If you make a decision then stick to it like people expect me too. I have to remain steadfast in my decisions in everything I do.
Finally a decision and I can get back to doing what it is I have to.
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Tuesday, April 1, 2008
They Redundancy of Man.
Thank you 60 minutes for showing the world your piece on designer babies. How women are now out there with web sights, shopping for a child instead of concentrating on a relationship. The lack of men and finding the right man seems to be the problem that is most commonly sighted in the interviews with women you presented. However, you ignored the issues that ensue form such activities and the financial benefits that single mothers by choice receive. Subsequent research has shown that these women who are single mothers by choice are entitled to the baby bonus, are entitled to family assistance payments and, if necessary, single mothers pension. It does not take a mental genius to see that any initial cost is recovers and profited on.
The male of the species is now in as much decline as they were during the days of Egyptian and Roman rule. Men are seen as nothing more valuable as a bull for beef production. Only the prize bull is kept and milked for reproductive capability while the rest go to either bullock teams for manual labor or beef production, while the self-made mothers are now nothing more than a cow with the ability to shop.
If the trend continues then the men will never get the joy of being a father and knowing and nurturing the growth of an infant. Your article only proves that men are only good for going to work to keep the economy going and paying taxes to support women who chose to raise children on their own.
Your presentation only shows the human race as nothing more than a cattle herd.
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