Day 128

Doomsday.





We hear so many stories of 2.8 earthquakes and tropical depressions that might turn into the next big hurricane, its enough to make the strongest cynic at least ponder the end of the world.

Is it really upon us, or is the world's media in need of ways to get better ratings?

And somewhat related (although possibly only in this brain) does no one die of natural causes anymore?

Must we need an answer for everything? Can't that 106 year-old man just die of old age instead of complications from acute cardiac long latency deficiency disease?

In our quest to always know more and "be in the know" we forget that people have lived on this earth for thousands of years, quite happily I might add, without an answer to everything.

Of course, leukemia might have been one of those natural causes.
Did I just destroy my own argument!

Day 127

Fat Tax.

Should obese people be forced to pay more for travel?


Somewhere in the United States there is a bill posed before congress right now asking this very question.

When NPR began its half-hour long coverage and debate this morning on the topic there was no doubt in my mind that this policy would be squashed like a bug on the windshield.

I was wrong.
Dead wrong.

Folks from all over called in to relate their airplane horror stories of being stuck next to a large person for a 6 hour flight. Or in between two.
Or on the train. And subway. Or cruise ship dining room (not sure how that applied, though).

No one called to defend those who are overweight and share their side of travel nightmares. It can't be any easier for them.
Honestly I am sure they are just as uncomfortable if not more so than fellow "average" size travelers.

The arguments were there.
More weight = More fuel for the airplane.
Unhappy passengers = Less likely to rebook.


But aren't they burdened enough?
They are already forced to pay extra for their plus size clothing (which I will defend based solely on the 'more material needed' clause) and insurances are higher and harder to come by.

We need to figure out better ways to help Each Other thrive and enjoy life in our society and not make it harder to be who we are and what we are given to work with.

Right?

Day 126

Ruth Fogg.
January 11, 1929-November 6, 2007.

At a family funeral this morning an arrangement of flowers caught my eye.
A beautiful vase of all white carnations and lilies sat atop the urn.
Attached to the top was a plain card, which read:
"Ruth, I've been waiting for you. Wilma."

Who is/was Wilma?
A sister? Mother? Best friend?

And who leaves money behind to place such notes at others funerals?

Will you?
Will I?

Most assuredly!

Day 125

Daylight Savings Time.

Humans have no problem adjusting to an extra hour of sleep.
Why can't cats?

You can explain and explain to them that they have to wait one more hour before breakfast but will they listen?

No.

Me. Me. Me.
Now. Now. Now.

On second thought, they aren't that much different after all.

Day 124

Ratatouille.

I hate false modesty.
Its just another way of lying.

Day 123

30 Days of Night.


Christmas in October?

Is it just me or is anyone else slightly disturbed that its not yet Halloween and the big stores (Walmart, Target) have already set up their Christmas and Holiday displays?

Something is not quite right about this.

Day 121

The flu.




I know God won't give me anything I can't handle...
I just wish he didn't trust me so much.

Mother Teresa