Straight Talk Express Via Come To Jesus Way

I’ve seen some PUMATARD blogs where they are claiming John McCain wants to extend an Olive Branch to women by tapping a female Governor with a passport that was issued in 2007 as his VP- I just can’t let that go by…so here it is in pictures and little bitty easy to understand words:

Pumatards- you know these guys, right?

That’s Gampy Insane on the left and Devil’s Spew Rove on the right

and they are not doing this:

by handing you her:

They’re only handing you

This

because they can’t put this:

on the campaign trail with John McCain

Good Talk.

Now take some Midol and Chill out.

a.m.

Every Step Of The Way

c.a.d.

denver, co

I went back and searched for pictures of the lines- of any one of the many lines- I stood in with my friends from Washington State and California to  attend the Obama Nomination Acceptance Speech in at the Mile High Stadium in  Denver, Co.

There are pictures of neat lines that went somewhere, but there were none of us standing in the lines that went in circles or pictures of the other lines that  we got into that led down dirt trails to the street that we crossed  so that we could cross the street again and go back to the stadium and go through a security line.

Those images are committed to memory just like the ones I have now of how we walked around and around we told each how one day we would tell our Grand kids what we did so that we could be there the day President Obama accepted the Nomination.

I’ll remember how hot it was, stories about the people we met- the determination we all had to make it through that line- how people didn’t bicker or fight or snap at each other when things got confusing.

I remember law enforcement officers in riot gear handing out bottles of water and asking how people were feeling. I remember that we all enjoyed joking around with them.

In those wonky lines we told each other that were sorry that we were missing the music and speeches, but we were also telling ourselves that whatever it took, we were going to be in the stadium in time to see our Candidate acccept the Nomination.

So was it worth the dust, the heat, the weird lines that went nowhere? Was it worth the uncertainty, the aching feet the sore legs?

I think that line, that walk, represented what our Country has been through for the past  eight years- and I’ll tell you something else, at some level I think that’s what kept us going.

We are on a journey to end all of that.

When me and my friend got into the Stadium we sat about six rows down from the very top row at the stadium I’m from Seattle so that hike up was a challenge and at one point I tried to take a breath and couldn’t get air into my lungs.

But in that packed section we were assigned to I saw a place for us- and that did it, we made it to our row and when we sat down we started to laugh.

We Made It

at last.

 

Anita Marie

Mountlake Terrace, Washington

A Unity Moment

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Tonight my husband got to see Bill Clinton do what Bill Clinton does best- Bill Clinton led the Democratic Party and it gladly followed him

Luis was there for the Roll Call and the Nomination Speech.

It was a big deal and a big night.

Ten minutes ago Luis calls me up and I can hear my friend in the background losing her mind and she’s screaming ” I can’t believe it, oh my God, oh my God I can’t believe it!”

” What, what is it? ”  I ask.

” There’s this motorcade and it stopped right next to us and the driver gets out opens the door and from this building…”  my husband is laughing and all of my friends are yelling.

” Is it…” I start to ask and then my friend takes the phone,

” It’s Jennifer Lopez! It’s Jennifer Lopez!” they’re all screaming.

And then I guess Jennifer Lopez did what she does best.

In appreciation of the adoring idiots who disturbed me when I was writing she posed waved and they got pictures of her famous backside.

How funny- a group called PUMA ( Party Unity My Ass ) wants to divide the Democratic Party here in Denver and on a street just outside of the Pepsi Center where the Democratic  Convention was held the Party was unified over an Ass.

Dude, we are so taking back our Party and our Country.

Anita Marie Went To Denver And All I Got Was This Post

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So this morning I listened in on an interview that my husband, as an Obama Delegate did for a local radio station back home.

And of course the burning question is:

So, how are the Clinton Delegates doing there?

Read: Have they been making a scene on the floor?

Here’s the answer.

No.

In the Washington State Delegation everyone is sitting together, everyone is getting along and if the reality isn’t matching up to the media hype all I can say is thank God for that.

My husband and his friend ( who is a Clinton Delegate ) had fun leading cheers, telling jokes and making the most out of what is a historical Convention-

they did the Unity thing together without prompting or hand holding or ‘encouragement’.

They were two guys who are in the moment and enjoying every minute of it.

I’ve had a few questions pop up about Protesters and it took me few to realize that what they were really asking about were the PUMA people- look, there are all kinds of groups here and they’ve got real issues and concerns that the country should be concerned with…so good on them and I’m glad they’re getting ink and airtime.

PUMA people aren’t in that category and I haven’t heard anything about them- speaking of Republicans though ( snark snark ) a couple of my friends saw them tossing back drinks at a place called Martinis or maybe that’s what they were drinking and they said there isn’t enough alcohol in the world that’s going  to help them lose that memory  and based on the way my friends looked this morning they really, really tried to do just that.

And.

This morning I found out that the only news channel they show in the bar at this hotel is FOX News.

I don’t think it’s a Political Statement on the part of the Hyatt… I think its a way to get  Democrats to drink their way straight to every bottle in the place.

Smart move.

Oh…here’s a Denver Experience that I had:

I almost ordered a Buffalo Burger because I will eat anything that’s been smothered in Barbecue Sauce. Now, back in Washington that’s what ” buffalo ” means so you can get buffalo shrimp and buffalo wings.

So I almost placed the order when I remembered where I was and  I thought to ask, ” hey, is this real buffalo meat?”

The waiter never did bring me that second drink I asked for.

Hell.

I wouldn’t have brought it to me either.

More later.

Till then…

I shall remain

c.a.d.

your friend in Denver.

this is an interview Luis, my husband did for our local paper:

Local delegates ready to make history at Denver convention

Luis Moscoso of Mountlake Terrace is waking up in Denver today, where he’ll be helping make history this week.

He is among reams of Democrats attending the national convention who will formally choose Sen. Barack Obama, D-Ill., to lead the nation and make him the first black person to head the presidential ticket of a major political party.

It’s a moment when the hyperbole of equal opportunity for people of all races actually feels a bit real, said Moscoso, an Obama delegate who is of Peruvian and European descent.

“We can all see ourselves in what I call ‘America the Dream,'” he said. “This convention and the nominating of Barack Obama is the culmination of a 400-and-some-year dream coming to fruition.”

U.S. Rep. Rick Larsen, D-Wash., skipped the 2004 national convention but will be in Denver to watch his party in its scaling of the racial barrier.

“This is an historic moment,” said Larsen of Everett, who is a superdelegate pledged to Obama. “We are going to be a national party to move this country forward.”

Washington’s contingent to the convention includes 97 voting and 13 alternate delegates plus state party employees and committee appointees.

Joining Moscoso and Larsen as Obama delegates from Snohomish County are Marsha Scutvick of Mill Creek, Kendall Hamilton of Edmonds and Ronald Oshima of Lynnwood.

Attending as Clinton delegates are James Trefry of Everett along with Snohomish County Executive Aaron Reardon and Edmonds City Councilwoman Deanna Dawson. Myriam Marquez of Stanwood is an alternate Clinton delegate.

National party conventions — the Republican Party’s will be next week in St. Paul, Minn. — are round-the-clock affairs for participants. In addition to a nightly focus on convention speeches, the days are filled with party organizing and fundraising events.

For four hours Wednesday, Democrats will fan out and devote themselves to public service in Denver. Washington’s delegation will be working at a food bank.

Scutvick, who started organizing pro-Obama forces in the county last year, is making her first trek to a national convention and expects to be very busy.

She plans to attend a forum on “unconventional women in politics” and another on health care. That’s in addition to a smattering of breakfasts, luncheons and receptions where she can hear from the Democratic Party’s present and future leaders.

Scutvick also is a button collector and is bringing a stash of “WA for Obama” buttons to trade with delegates of other states.

And she did try for tickets to watch the taping of “The Daily Show” hosted by Jon Stewart, but they were sold out. She still expects to bump into a few recognizable political and media stars.

“This is going to be a fun time,” she said. “You never know who you’re going to meet in the hallway or elevator.”

Many delegates will be accompanied by their spouses or friends.

Kristine Petereit of Everett is coming at the invitation of Scutvick. She said her schedule includes a roundtable on philanthropy featuring media mogul Ted Turner.

And she’ll be vying with other guests for use of a pass allowing her to sit with delegates for a short period of time, possibly during the prime-time speeches.

“It’s a little surreal to think that I am packing up, leaving my family and going to Denver,” she said last week.

Reporter Jerry Cornfield: 360-352-8623 or jcornfield@heraldnet.com.

One Voice, One Vote, One Finger

A message has come out of the DNC in Denver…it’s one we can rally around…and that message is:

F$!@# Fox News!

fyi the guy running to the barricade is a FAUX SPEWS reporter.

c.a.d.

your friend in Denver.

Terry You Are SO Funny

c.a.d.

My friend Terry, who once got me to Google DRIVING DIRECTIONS from New York to London, England has again talked me into doing something on-line against my better judgment.

As I write posts from the Democratic Convention in Denver she thinks I should weave the following into my writing…a theme if you will.

Or sure.

Like I’m that kind of writer- me Terry grew up together- my Mom considers her to be a daughter- Terry knows me better then that- she knows I spent my time in English class writing all over my desk and reading Rock and Roll Magazines instead of reading the text book.

Geeze.

I just figure Terry’s got a sicker sense of humor then I do.

It’s a family thing.

Anyway here is what Terry thinks I should keep in mind as I write about the Convention:

” if you can weave this important quote into your narrative about the whole event, everything will be just great. — ‘Every waking second, I can see: what is, what was, what could be, what must not…” ‘

Oh very funny.

If I do that I’m going to get e-mails about drunken blogging

AGAIN.

Well Terry ,

for you and just for you

I’ll give it a shot

( Ha, Ha, Ha )

And The Answer Is…

While he was working on the film ” Lawrence of Arabia “

Peter O’Toole said that he believed a lot of T.E. Lawrence’s ‘issues’ could have been cured with three things:

Some

 Whiskey

A good cigar

and a woman.

I’m thinking that this could work for the PUMATARDS who want to crash the Democratic  Convention in Denver.

Maybe all they need is to toss back a few drinks, get laid and maybe, just maybe that could help them to  lighten the hell up.

-Okay-

 I’ll say it for you

that may not sound dignified

and it for sure sounds nasty

-however-

 the PUMATARDS are ones who want to blow Kazoos when speakers that they don’t like start talking.

So that’s the choice:

Booze and Men ( or women, whatever floats your boat )

 or Kazoos.

So PUMATARDS

Act like adults

 leave the Kazoos at home

and try

for the love of God

  not do something that could haunt you from the halls of Youtube

for the rest of your life.

 

It’s 3AM And The Phone Is Ringing…

Yesterday I surfed ALL of the cable news shows because after years of watching the Press go into  Whore Mode for the White House, for having to sit through  “News Stories” concerning Britney Spears Mental Health Issues and for the endless stories concerning anorexic starlets and stories about  crotch shots

 after all of that

I could sit back on my couch with my can of Pringles and a Wine Cooler and see one ‘news source’ after another go into meltdown mode because the Obama Campaign did to them what they have been doing to the public for ‘lo these many years.

THEY SCREWED THE PRESS.

Instead of sitting around a desk with a smarmy smile because they have ‘sources’ feeding them their stories and let’s face it, if someone else is doing the work you’re not going to be breaking a sweat are you?

Anyway.

 This time the press actually had to work for a story.

And let’s see what did they come up with?

Oh yeah.

Nothing.

I took a mean sense of pleasure from listening to one talking head after another end every comment they made with a nervous, ” but we don’t know…”

Boy did they look ticked off.

Oh here, I have to wipe this little tear of joy out of my eye.

Now.

I ask you.

 Who was there to answer the call at 3:00?

Uh.

We did…you know…

We The People.

Just What The Doctor Ordered

Some of you David Tennant fans…you KNOW who you are…may need some therapy yourselves after seeing this.

May I recommend Doctor Phil or the hard liquor of your choice?

a.m.

I Am Forever

My friend and I were goofing off at the computer and he came up with this funny idea.

Now, I thought it was funny and he thought he was being funny so he puts his name into an obituary finder and we discover he has recently died all over the United States, The U.K. and Canada.

” Man, that sucks. ” I said.

My name didn’t turn up anywhere.

“I am forever.”

 I said it slowly and then I dropped a wink and smiled.

All of the sudden he decided to make a junk food run and I’ll bet he’s out there right still now hosing himself down in Holy Water and asking himself why oh why out of all the people on Earth he has to play that stupid stunt with a walking horror show like Anita.

I didn’t tell him I dropped the vowels out of my last name when I typed it in to the finder screen.

Yeah.

For sure.

I am forever…

  wicked.

a.m.

    :::click on the tombstone to make one of your own:::