"Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there."

So what do you think would happen to a flag mounted to a bridge with clothespins? Yes, clothes pins, the kind that hold billowing linens in the summer sun. Now picture that it's raining, the wind is a low grade gale you're driving along the flag lands on your windshield. What do you do? Keep driving ignoring the obstruction whilst noticing a path of other flags strewn upon the side of the bridge in the muck. Or do you get out and pick them up so you can take them to the police? Nope, wrong answer. You should leave them alone unless you want to be vilified on the local news characterized as a flag stealing terrorist.
My friend Heather learned this the hard way Monday afternoon, she had the unenviable luck to land herself in the middle of a political flap. You see she was just trying to feed a turtle... a transgendered turtle, seriously. But to get to the turtle she had to cross a bridge, lined with flags....held on with clothespins.

On the Westport Island bridge the family of a serviceman clothes pinned small American flags to the bridge. Yes...they used clothespins....clothespins. Classy huh? Well some jackass has been "vandalizing" them, which went largely unnoticed until said family called the police....then the media.Since when did the evening news become a vehicle to advance ones own personal agenda? They made themselves the cause celeb of their insular burg triumphing their patriotic self righteousness. All the while maintaining that there was no politics involved. They were just "supporting" the troops....hmm I thought you displayed yellow ribbons for that? But what do I know I'm only the child of two veterans. I grew up on military bases, my mother was a career serviceman that enlisted in the 1970s. Did I mention that she was a Afro-Chicana? Yes, a women of color in the military...in the 70s picture it, it was fucking tough. So I am not talking out of my ass here. If you want to fly the flag do so respectfully, follow the U.S. Uniform Flag Code. DO NOT ADHERE IT TO A BRIDGE IN THE MIDDLE OF EAST BUM FUCK IN THE RAIN, UNILLUMINATED HELD UP WITH A GODDAMN CLOTHES PIN! And yes there is such a thing as flag etiquette.
I could go on, but I have indigestion......I have no idea where that came from...but nevertheless I'm done.

You may find yourself living in a shotgun shack....

Home improvement rears it's ugly head! I've been actually doing things and not writing.manana...manana....manana my minions.

Was knowing your weakness what made you strong?

I have chosen sleep over posting to this blog as of late. And home improvement projects...that has been the priority. But alas the natives are getting restless so I need to get on it.....tomorrow.

Monday night I feel so low Count the hours they go so slow

If anyone guesses where that lyric comes from I'll give you a medal. Considering that only Elizabeth and Heather read this blog it will be a fight to the death. I am almost embarrassed I chose this song. It's a bit difficult to be witty with someone snoring beside you, unless you want to go on a rant about snoring. My legs are sore from the dance class Sunday which makes me feel old...as well as out of shape. It's back to the gym for this chick. It seems the only thing I have any control over is the conditioning of my physical self. It is some subconscious response to the air of sickness permeating every pore of my soul. Should I become one of those over zealous gym rats? Will it make me feel any relief from the realities of my life....perhaps not but my ass will look good in tight pants, which is what life is really all about. JLo seems ecstatic...her ass in tight pants...good, I rest my case.

Really think I better get a hold of myself

I went to a dance class with Heather tonite. It wasn't as bad as I thought...it wasn't bad at all really. Of course the career martyr gave me the passive aggressive full court press upon my return. I could feign surprise but alas no...he shared his disdain before I left.

" Can I tell you something? I really would like it if you didn't go..it's not a good idea"

I went anyway. It didn't matter that I am a adult who can make their own decisions, he "knows" better. Why? Because pretentious bird was there. I didn't go to antagonize him...I went to keep a friend company. End of fucking story. So now I must endure the silent treatment....ohh dear god how will I ever go on?

Did he ever confront Nina on her bullshit? Nope
His family? Nope
But he can tell me how to plan my day?
Whatever sucker said that love was everything was fucking delusional.