Friday, June 24, 2016

Gag Me

So we are due this weekend of yet another heat wave in Southern California and for those of us without central air conditioning, it can get quite downright hot in the house. When it's cool in the morning and semi overcast, it is nice to leave you front door open to let the cool air in before you have to lock it up for the day and go to work. Which is exactly what I was doing this morning at 6:30 am.

Now first off, if I was a retired person, I would have been put off just because of the noise of an idling truck engine. Right outside your bedroom window all you can hear is two trucks motors running. I assume they are getting ready to do some work outside and firing up their equipment, it was that loud. But then all of a sudden, I start smelling horrible exhaust fumes. Now mind you, we've already been warned about going outside or spending too much time outdoors because of the wildfires around town and the air quality. And for the last 10-15 minutes not only have i listened to two trucks engines roar, I've also had exhaust fumes sprayed directly into my front door. My entire house smells horrible so I go outside and tell the men that they have just turned my home into a smelling like a car repair station. One man was filling up his truck from the fire hydrant on the corner and the other was just shooting the shit with him. I asked him to please turn off their cars as my sister and I were tired of hearing their engines run and smelling their exhaust. They pretty much looked at me like I'm the crazy person.


People just don't think anymore. it would be one thing if it was really hot outside and their car was running to keep the people inside cool running the air conditioner. If they had a pet in the car, something. But no, that wasn't the case. So instead of allowing it to ruin my day, you just have to laugh it off and say...




IT IS WHAT IT IS

Tuesday, February 9, 2016

Caucus Makes no Sense - Could this be the reason why people loose interest politics

For the life of me I can't wrap my head around this "caucus" thing.


Wikipedia:
caucus is a meeting of supporters or members of a specific political party or movement. The Iowa Caucus[1] is an electoral event in which residents of the U.S. state of Iowa meet in precinct caucuses in all of Iowa's 1,681 precincts and elect delegates to the corresponding county conventions. There are 99 counties in Iowa, and thus there are 99 conventions. These county conventions then select delegates for both Iowa's Congressional District Convention and the State Convention, which eventually choose the delegates for the presidential nominating conventions. About 1% of the nation's delegates are chosen by the Iowa State Convention.


This makes no sense to me at all. When you are voting for the president of the United States, the speaker of the people, one would think he/she would be elected by the people. ALL the people.  I've looked and looked and nothing you can show me out there makes any sense in this modern world.


Why do we not just vote for the president the good old fashion way. Those registered to vote, get out there and vote for the person you think will get the job done. Count the votes and the winner is the one who gets the most votes. NOT! Could this be the reason why people loose interest politics. It is what it is...



When the country knows more about Kardashian's then they who the vice president is. Dont believe? Tune into Jimmy Kimmel one night when he's asking people off the street made up questions and doing interviews of made up stuff on the streets.

Thursday, February 4, 2016

You're In My Space

I've been away from my blog far too long for every day it seems I encounter something somewhere that pisses me off or is just uncalled for and I can say is It Is What It Is.

Today on my way to work I was waiting patiently for the signal to change from red to green when a huge express bus pulls up along side of me. Now that in itself would not be the problem BUT I could have rolled down my window and knocked on the front door. He literally left 6"- 8" between us. That's my side mirror on the right.



I really do not see how he did not hit my mirror. When I looked over at him, he sat there with a very casual look on his face and didn't acknowledge my stare. I wanted to knock on the glass but grabbed my camera instead.



I mean seriously look how close he is to my car? There is literally just 6 inches between us. My little car could never win a game of chicken with this huge bus so I have to just let it be and say...

"It Is What It Is"