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I don't usually post on current events but I am FURIOUS. I'm sure you've all heard about the young man in Georgia who is imprisoned for having consenual oral sex when he was 17 with a 15 year old. It's not my business what they were doing but one thing I can't stop thinking about is do you think the stupid state of Georgia is now going to look up the records of EVERY, SINGLE woman who had a baby under the age of 18, see who the father is, his age, and then go lock him up? Because that's what they will have to do now right? If they're going to go by the law and everything. I hope they build some new jails because they're going to get full awfully fast.

F****** idiots. Way to ruin a young man's life. He was an honor student, athlete and good kid but even if he was a scum-sucking bastard, and it was consensual he still shouldn't be treated this way.

So you know when (OR, the alternate title: THIS IS ONE OF THE MANY REASONS I WILL NEVER HAVE A CHILD)…..

So you know when your next door neighbor has her perfect baby girl and her husband can not get out of work and can’t bring her home from the hospital so YOU have to be the one to drive their car over to get her and they ask you to please bring the baby seat thing from the back of their car into the hospital with you but they neglect to tell you, the woman who doesn’t even know which end of a baby is up, how the hell the stupid F******* contraption comes apart from the base in the back seat and you sit in the hospital parking lot practically in tears because it just does not seem to come apart just to look up and notice that uh, you’re an IDIOT and have been trying to pull apart their TODDLER’S car seat which doesn’t actually come apart so you look around to make sure no one has actually witnessed your stupidity and you walk calmly over to the other side of the car, where the baby seat is located, open the door, see the red eject button or whatever it’s called right in plain sight, push it and the car seat pops right out? Yeah, me too.

Pisses me off

When you send me a really rude e-mail insisting that I call you at X time at X number and then when I dial X number it seems it's not in service.

Thank you for making me reorganize my schedule and wasting my time. How very thoughtful of you. Next time we'll be working around MY schedule because apparently you're not smart enough to remember 10 simple numbers. And yes, those 10 simple numbers would be to your own HOME phone number.

Yeesh.

Does this button turn it on?

So there are some nice benefits to having Train Guy move in. Someone who thinks it actually IS his job to take out the trash. Someone who assumes that he build the furniture from Ikea not leave it to the incompetent female and also someone who comes fully equipped with electronics equipment. And lots of it.

I don’t give a rat’s ass about that kind of stuff. I rarely, if ever, listen to music, I gave away an iPod Nano that I won and the only radio station I really ever listen to is NPR. So when TG moved in and brought his fancy schmancy crap I was nervous. “Um, so how does Car Talk sound on that thing and where the hell is the ‘on’ button?” was the first question. Then he brought over the 50” high definition flat screen. Holy crap. I always thought it was ridiculous, the picture on the 27” TV I’ve had for 8 years was just perfect, thank you very much. I don’t want to have to move my head from side to side to watch something. And really, how clearly does one need to see Alex Trebek?

And then, THEN, we found out to get HD service we have to get a new DirecTV dish on the house. AND it has to be the size, roughly, of my car…. Great. This sarcasm is for two reasons: one, I’m the one who works from home and will have to wait for the guy and two, and most importantly, when the last guy came, a total ASSHOLE I might add, he said that the only place it would get service would be right on the front of the house. I was SOOOO pissed. I said "fiiiiiiine" and then two weeks later the woman down the street got the same dish in the place I wanted it on my house!

Back to the present, the HD dish is huge and I don’t want that thing on the front of the house. So I tell the DirecTV people on the phone what happened last time and if they send someone out and they can’t put the thing somewhere else I don’t want it. (Can you hear Train Guy whining in the background? Just imagine it, it’s pathetic.)

Skip to the present. DirecTV guy is, is polite, sweet, nice and says, “You know, I can put this on the back of your house. You won’t see it from the street and then from the back I can put it in front of the chimney so it will be blocked from view when you’re in your yard.

I nearly kissed him. Really.

Maybe the electronics will stay. Now excuse me while I go look for the “power on” button on the TV.