Dear Hollywood,

Recently I have moved to a new place and since heat is a luxury in this economic crisis, there sure as heck aint no cable hooked up yet. So blockbuster is for rich people and netflix is for people smart enough to sign up.... I am neither so I have been forced to watch pirated movies. It's not so bad, other than the occasional cough or laughter from the person who has snuck a camera in the Theatre and sometimes they have been ripped from the computer, since I dont know how to netflix, I sure dont know how to download a movie from the internet..Naw, I just gotta a friend who has gotta friend who can get these movies... so color me there. But while your movie rental is free, selection sometimes can be less than desired. For instance this week must have been disaster week. I saw Doomsday and 2012. I have a love/relationship with disaster movies. On the one hand, I love to watch them for their special effects and their confusing stories, but I would like to take this time and direct the rest of this rant to the blue suits and writers of Hollywood, so fellas take note.
1) why is it the only time Hollywood wants to talk about God, it is only in an apocalytic movie where the world has come to an end... what does Hollywood do? Blame God.
2) Stick with climate destruction, ozones evaportating, Meteorites, Earth's Core is breaking down, whatevah.. please leave the virus movies alone, nobody wants to see that... Virus movies are just that... sickening...
3) Dear friends back me up with this: We Dont want a Love Story in a destruction movie... Yes, we need a hero and maybe even a heroine but do people really take time to make love with the world is going to blow up in 5.2 minutes, I mean what can you really do... the only kissing you will be doing is your ass goodbye.
4)Ok, you cannot have motorcycles, waverunners, (think Waterworld) and cars when the "survivors" have been surviving the "aftermath" of whatever destructive thing that happend for over 60 years.... I mean where do they find the gas?
5) and speaking of survivors, why do most of them always look like punk rockers from the 80's, I mean there is no food and water, yet, there is plenty of makeup and lots of dye to color their hair orange.
6) Why does Hollywood only let A black man be President in a movie when the world is coming to an end.... Morgan Freeman/Danny Glover would probably make a good President in lighthearted romantic romp but nooooo, only Michael Douglas and Kevin Kline can play presidents in those kind of movies.. We only want to cast a black president when they show the Statue of Liberty falling into the ocean.
7) And finally, we own know about and have seen the dreaded timeline, you know what I mean, there is 3 month, 3 weeks and 3 days and then we see the clock says: 2 minutes to countdown and the movie lasts another 2 hours. No, this is not acceptable. I cant get from the beach to Beaufort in 10 minutes, yet in the disaster movie, there is always some guy who can get across continents faster than I can get around town. So, set the countdown clock and then live by it, dang it.

Note to Self: Watch a comedy or read book....

Why me... Why am I me?

Dear World, sorry it's just me again... I messed up again. I tried but by 4pm I had forgotten all of bible reading and trying to be Christ like, and I just let em have have... What was that war motto, Give 'em hell... Well I did. And although yesterday, I did derive some sense of satisfaction for my retribution, I really just wish I could contain, control, whatevah... my temper, my anger, my rage... whatevah. I am what is known as a last word Sally. I really dont start confrontations, I just finish them. And I use whatever means available, whatever is in my arsenal. If I was a ninja turtle, I would be called shredder because I shred people to pieces. If I were a Wrestler, I would be called The Eviscerater (dont know if I spelled that right, dont know if you know what it means). I am trying to understand my wicked ways, so I try to examine my life's experiences, my DNA, and my socio-economic background. ( I was just kidding about the last part) Let's see, my ancestors were Scott-Irish, so that right there says I am in constant conflict with myself. Yep, had some bad times in childhood, but I am so sick of the world, including myself, using that as an excuse to be bad, lazy, rude, cruel, inconsiderate...Yep, havent been real successful in the relationship department. I got maybe 3 good relationships in this whole world and one of them is with a dawg. (But he is a good dawg and quite frankly, I like him a whole lot better than some people I meet. ( can i get an Amen from the dawg owners)..... gotta go, be back later..

dang, almost

Well, dear readers... I did not make it through the day... I unleashed some hell.... The Wrath of Kahn is mine..... Sorry I couldnt make it till bedtime.... I guess I can try again tommrow.... I would be dissapointed in myself if right now it didnt feel so darn good for nailing their asses... I know.. it is not right... I know.. it makes me an ass.... Note to self: be sure to wipe yourself...

Day 2

Hello happy campers. If you are reading this and have noticed the above mentioned title of this blog is Day 2, that can only mean we all lived thru Day 1. That is encouraging. So here is the newest news in my little world. Last night as I started my slumber at 9pm, the phone rings, a person on the other end accusing me of falsehoods, (falsehood, sounds so much more dignified than a lie, but call it what you will) and since I am a premenapausal, premenstrating, crazy hormones riddled woman at the moment, I kinda went nuts. I kinda had it. In the past 10 days, I have been... well read the first post and you can catch up. So I woke up this morning with a little crazy left over so I began to plot me revenge. I began to scheme and I began to get .... pissed and more pissed by the minute... I was up at 7;30 raising hell on someone's answer machine. The only thing that saved me, was I picked up my bible and starting reading. Man, there went my great scheme, my mean plotting, my get back at those who got me... and I have to forgive those who trespass me and that includes slander, undeserved accusations and so forth.. Well, today, I might have won, (but the day is not over yet) so I have to change my thoughts at least for today or at least for this minute. Cant go off on anyone, cant bitch-slap anyone, cant even defend myself because if I got in front of my accuser, I might whoop their ass....
not to self: dear self, try to behave, humanity has gone out the window, consideration and respect might be a thing of the past but today, if only for today, try to behave, turn the other cheek, ( man,I am soooooo not good with that, I hate being slapped and I dont really know if indeed I would turn the other cheek, so dont try it) but today, if only today, I will rise above.... I better go to sleep early tonight....
Peace Out
VS

My first Post

I have created a monster, no just a blog... probably the same. 2010 has greeted me rather unkindly. All I got for Christmas was a broken heart, My neighbor has started the year with a slanderous lie about me, The IRS says I owe them 2000 and some odd dollars, I found out I wrote 2 bad checks for the first time in my life. The only good thing you could say happened was I went nuts on the pharmacutical company who sells me my bipolar medication at the extortion rate of 14.80 per pill. I told them that since I had no insurance I could no longer afford their outrageous cost and maybe I should just blow my brains out... they sent me a three month supply and three free refills. And that is my good news so far for 2010. I was planning on starting this blog on the first day of the year. Today is the 26th day of January and here is my first post. Well kiddies, hang in there with me. Lately it feels like I get up about to my knees and somebody whacks me in the back of the head with a 2 by 4 and I am face first in the dirt again. Note to self: Self, suck it up... many people in much worst shape, self quityabitchin... I hope someone reads this blog other than just me. peace out, if I can remember how to do this, I will try to blog again later....

VS