Showing posts with label goat. Show all posts
Showing posts with label goat. Show all posts

Friday, July 3, 2009

Happy Flipping 4th of July ...

If someone were to ask me what the 4th of July signifies, I would say - "Freedom"

Let flipping freedom ring ...

If I were to ask the state of Wisconsin to define the "4th of July", they would surly reply, " The 4th of July is the most profitable day in regards to firework citations. $$$"

Are you aware the City of Sheboygan, and maybe the whole state, fines honest, good, law abiding citizens $366 if they light off fireworks or SPARKLERS? Okay, fireworks in the City - fine whatev. You start my house on fire, with your fireworks, we will exchange sassy glares and possibly a fist or two ... but Sparklers?!?

For real?!?

Like for real?!?

Are you kidding me???


You (when I say "you" I mean Sheboygan) are going to fine me $366 for holding a sparkler? Correct me if I am wrong but isn't lighting a sparkler rather similar to lighting a cigarette? They both are HOT HOT HOT. The both have the potential to start a fire. They both burn people. However - Sparklers are WAY more fun and cigarettes don't warrent a $366 fine... what am I missing???


Some of my best childhood memories involve a sparkler. God knows if there was a fine involved, my parents would never let me hold one. So this must be something new . .. . really new.


From what I have been taught by the upstanding, wonderful (immense sarcasm here) school system of Sheboygan Falls ... the 4th of July is a day to celebrate our Independence. How the hello kitty am I supposed to celebrate my Independence if the City of Sheboygan is regulating what kind of "firework" I can possess. Again I go back to ... people can use chainsaws without a $366 fine. People can smoke a fatal cigarette and not get fined. Hell, people can even have bon fires without a fine ... but a sparkler ... I don't feel the freedom ringing.


My forefathers would be so disappointed ... would they get fined for hitting two flint stones together and creating a spark ...? In Sheboygan - yes.


Monday, June 29, 2009

A couple of things that are on my mind ...

The first thing - I think that people who operate chainsaws should need a license. A chainsaw is kinda a big deal. They cut down trees and have the ability to cut anything in half . So it's required by law that you have to have a driver's license to operate a motor vehicle and a bicycle but any idiot that shops at Fleet Farm can buy a chainsaw? A chainsaw requires gas to operate - so does a car. A chainsaw requires constant attention to what you are doing - so does driving. A chainsaw requires a talent to operate - so does a car . A chainsaw knocks down trees - so do cars. A chainsaw can kill someone - so can a car. I think people are more likely to lose a limb with a chainsaw then a car ... hmmm.

The second thing - If you have the time and money to pay for a two hour massage each week you should be donating some money to charity. And also you should not be calling an establishment and requesting something longer then a 75 - minute massage and get sassy when the operator tells you it's not an option. If you are paying that much money for two hours of your day each week for a stranger to touch your body- you have bigger problems. No, I don't think you are something so special for having the time and the money to do this. I feel sorry for you if you have the time to do this. Get a hobby or go to church. I think a couple of "Our Father's" are in order ...


The third thing - who invented the game of "hopscotch" and why? really?


The fourth thing - why am I not clever enough to think of something like "SpongeBob"? $$


The fifth thing - why do I feel guilty for killing a spider the size of a baby hamster?? I know it's not his fault for being so disgusting and hanging out in my Jeep door and scaring the $h!t out of me ... but ... eeek geek! Then once I heard his poor gross abnormally large body hit the ground I got sad. But really - what did I think was going to happen? I build him a spider condo and he lives happily ever after? Not likely.

peace =) diana



Sunday, June 21, 2009

You wanna know what get's my goat?!??

I don't understand why when people call someplace to make a reservation - and the scheduler asks what day/time they would like to reserve - the caller says, "oh let me check my calender, I am not sure when I would like to book." . .. . What thought process did the caller have when picking up the phone to call? "Oh I am going to call and make an appointment - I will figure out when I want to do it while on the phone." That is no good for both parties involved...how annoying.

Thursday, June 18, 2009

You know what really gets my goat....

I sometimes wonder why 65-100 year old women buy very expensive facial care products? Sometimes I just want to put up my hand and yell, "STOP - you are way past expiration...don't waste your money." If you find a cream that works - don't tell anyone because it's a freaking miracle...