Q-w-e-r-y

First you see me, now you don't. Sad to say the dog days of summer are here. And when I use dog, I mean d-o-g the opposite of G-O-D. I have been bantering away on my wireless laptop for the last few months in the search of ideas and help. If you really wanted to know you may go ahead and read what I submitted for the "Share your Story" comment page on HealthReform.gov.


'I have had a share of very excellent medical doctors in my twenty-something life span. I have had limited experience with membership with health care plans. I believe that the existence of a variety health care plans as opposed employer based gives room for medical patients to seek better options that may not be available otherwise. I was refused a neurological specialist prescribed diagnostic test by the Federal Blue Cross Blue Shield for a problem that was originally diagnosed to be situational and remedied with Ibuprofen. I have still had difficulties with this medical issue and it has only induced persistent lethargy, coughs, flu, and sore throats among other things. Instead of this test, I proceeded with medical doctor prescribed therapy which has included diet changes, herbal supplement usage, and suggestion of hobbies and activities. I believe medical study and support of well-rounded alternative theraputic measures would help alleviate public pain and sickness and regain faith health care, medical insurance, and the physician community.'

Cry Me a River

The Egyptian wing of the Metropolitan Museum of Art don't open on the right for no reason. Egyptian art books from the public library were fed to me as a kid. How about the lessons from 50 B.C. comical Gaul warriors Asterix, Asterix's companion Obelix, and Obelix's dog Dogmatix that sipped the majic potions of the Druids? Aspiring Olympiads, the 2008 United States Olympic Committee has a message for you...

Wide Spread Impacts

My brother called this weekend from his new dorm in Illinois. He just graduated from boot camp for the U.S. Navy. After a Lenten roundup of shooting murders, an April 5th North Korean satellite proxy missile launch, the potentially criminally culpaple Act of God, the L'Aquilah Italy earthquake that killed 290 people, and the Somali pirate seige of the Danish-owned Maersk Alabama everyone wonders if another round of olympic jousts is just what everyone needs. How about a sound boy burial, instead? I copped a CD from DMLH of Startfires after I attended his presentation of his own anarchist stencil artistry at the Sedition Book collective here in town. I can't get myself out of a club vibe right now waiting for a job or hell to freeze over, what ever happens first. Hopefully, you can forward me a few suggestions or ideas...

Off the Clock

Greetings from the Easter Bunny, to celebrate the season, I saw a Miller outdoor theater performance of Beauty and the Beast this weekend with Mom and lawn blanket in tow. Still running for a short time it is a stage adaptation of the Disney movie and not entirely based on the original essay by Jeananne-Marie Leprince de Beamont's eighteenth century revival of the Roman fable Cupid and Pysche. The number "Beauty and the Beast" performed by the character assumed to be Mrs. Potts from the Disney soundtrack was performed to the letter of the originally composed notes and keys sung by Angela Lansbury in the 1991 screenplay. Oh my, how that other bunny works so hard to hide that backyard boogie from us all... Greeting me this morning, was a spawn of email forwards about a missing little African-American girl named Jewel, although the email's subject heading expressed the name Graham and not "Jewel." Not sure if it was a practical joke, I called a couple of the numbers including the father's. I received one of the Aunt's voicemail messages on the second attempt that broadcasted that Jewel had been missing since 2006 and that her search effort was featured on its own website. I emailed the forward to appropriate address for the Strong family to assess whether email forwards are a serious way of relocating a missing loved one. Happy Hunting!

From: trishabiden@hotmail.com
To: cteichgraber@shaw.ca; dfacca@hotmail.com; ginger_rn@hotmail.com; jasonandcharlee@shaw.ca; bionicwoman3@hotmail.com; k_konachowicz@shaw.ca; lapower@telus.net; l.shmyr@sasktel.net; m.golka@shaw.ca; tinapaq@gmail.com; tpbiden@telus.net; thbyers@shaw.ca; eelyw@hotmail.com
Subject: FW: Missing Child please foreward - Graham
Date: Wed, 25 Mar 2009 14:39:07 -0600

Missing 3 Year Old Girl -

You never know, who knows whom

Another child missing.
Please forward to everyone you know.
Her family needs your help finding her.






PLEASE HELP US BY FORWARDING THIS EMAIL UNTIL THIS REACHES A WORLD-WIDE
AUDIENCE AND JEWEL IS RETURNED HOME SAFELY

Racharel Strong (father) - 404-357-1881
Simona Strong (mother) - 404-313-4255
Tiesa Locklear (aunt) - 678-234-4902
Tramesa Locklear (aunt) 678-480-1635
Ursala Williams (aunt) 678-362-5246
GOD FIRST, PEOPLE

If this was your daughter you would forward it.
Missing 3 year Old Girl -
You never know, who knows whom

JOYCE M. ALDRIDGE
Your Coldwell Banker Residential Realtor

"Working Smart to Deserve Your Business, Because You Deserve the BEST!"


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Any Suggestions?

Blue Mojito is looking for serious help after the Sixth Circuit turned down her complaint of judicial misconduct for the judge that dismissed her case in 2006. One of the docket filings was lost in the mail when I first decided to lick my wounds and retrieve it after I had recieved a spirited reception from the CIA and several bad run-ins at the airport. When I requested all of the filings of my case from an office otherwise known as Human Resources, it miraculously arrived at my parents' home even though it was addressed to Airdale Lane sans the important first letter of the street address. So much for my poor dog Russia who received a bleeding welt on the top of his nose. My mother and I had left the house to go to this year's Houston Livestock Show and Rodeo 2009 and came back to encounter a quiet and undisturbed house and a distressed pet after 10:00PM this past Wednesday. I am at a loss for the patience to describe another unsolvable crime scene to local authorities right now. Hopefully, my Craigslist ad might do the job on its own. PLEASE, SERIOUS INQUIRIES ONLY.

Russia

Mambo No. 5

When I started Marylawn of the Oranges in South Orange, New Jersey, I felt out of place because I had not lived in that area of New Jersey since I was four-years-old. I was not familiar with the slang. I did not know the right clothes to wear and overcoming the trapings of puberty with music videos and gossip was tolled my maturity. No longer thirteen any more, Acme problems have not waned. I am running into friends and family for the first time in my life, and realizing that complete strangers can read them better that I ever would. I can't sing a note for the life of me unless my voice is blended in a choir. I have cousins that can and have been very popular at various times. Here is a musical selection from one. If you can not make it on the guest list, you have to throw your own party!

Club Lonely (Im on the guest list mix) - Lil Louis & The World