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Is the entertainment industry becoming less clever or just not trying hard enough anymore?

"Back in my day!!"... I only wish I could say that. This is my day, this corrupt, livid and dirty society. We have become obsessed with Hollywood and the personal lives of its occupants. When is it going to be enough to just go see a movie again?

The theater has been a part of the world culture as far back as we can trace. From Shakesperian plays to modern cinematic adventures society has had an outlet for its artistic visions a place to turn to when we need to dramatize the real and the imaginary.

The progression that has been seems to be starting to bore the main stream audience. "The Business" can create real life vampires, flawlessly morph humans into wolves, give us proof of aliens and demons and what do the ticket holders, we'll call them stubs,  really want? They want to hire photographers to bloody their hands just to shoot the next actress with out make up or the "secret lovers" secret get away to the north pole!

Stubs are giving greed its fifteen minutes and it is begining to look like greed is getting an extention to its Hollywood contract. The lives of every die hard fan of every gorgeous movie star seem to be getting duller and monotonus. So much that the only call to action they can take turns out to be to ruin the privacy and soundness of mind of those who they worship.

I would like to present a challege. To the stubs, to the soccer moms whose lives are deviod of romance, to the lost and bored just stop. Instead of tuning in to the next mtv program or news broadcast flip to the "shit that actually matters" channel. Make the switch today from the tabloids to the "read a fucking book" club. If Rob Pattinson and Kristen Stewart are madly in love off camera, will that really change your life so much that you had to ruin theirs to get the proof?

If  would like to leave you with a little motivation, if I may, a thought. Think hard. Who is the one person in your life past, present doesn't matter. Think of him, think of her. Do you love this person? Did you? Now think of this, did you want them to know? Maybe you did and you both had something beautiful together. Did you want everyone else to know?

Growing Up Old...

Does that mean anything anymore? When our grandmothers and great great fathers were getting married in their time age was irrelevant to thier situations. At that time you had to grow up immediatly to survive. Ethics, hard work and responsibility were given to the very young, therefore they were able to be a responsible married adult at 18 ... 16.... whatever!

Today life for many is much different. Crime is ravaging our home towns, drugs are infecting the minds of our future. How did the values of our ancestors get so lost so fast? More and more our society is becomhing home to children raising children. When you become a parent, your children are first in everything you do, their safety and happiness is on the fore front. However when you are just a child yourself, riasing one can be a daunting task. Now, I am not saying that all teenage parents and parents in their early 20's are terrible parents, but if you look at the statitics of our growing population and the stats of young parents then talk to a teacher you start to see a pattern.

I grew up in a small but quickly booming town. By the time I was a Junior in high school there were over 900 incoming freshmen. I think, for what ever reason, my classmates and I grew up a little too quickly. Some of us are mature enough to handle the effects of our changing lives, but others I fear will fall into the cracks of this age's stereo-typical society.

Granted I got married at 18 ( a month after high school) I am ticked, utterly peeved at the fact that everyone around me will soon be married parents at 21!!! My husband and I got to know eachother as friends for three years in high school, then as lovers for a year until we got married. Now we have been happily together ( and unhappily) for three years. We are childless and plan to stay that way for quite some time. Although we want nothing more than to hold our future children in our arms at this very moment. We have higher priorities so that we can provide for the family we are meant to have together with out fear.

I have counted over 20 women I graduated with just three short years ago that are on their way or are already mothers and wives. Most of whome are not with the father of their children, or were only married for less than six months, or even less than a week in one case, and most only knew their husband for a year, a year, before they got married. Is one year actually long enough to get to understand what someone is capable of?

Many of these past and present friends like to comment on the similarities between their marriage and mine.... News Flash.... THERE ARE NONE!!! I'm the smart one and ya

ll have ruined what is to be a very long, hard and tiring life.

Is it wrong to feel this way.

This is not to say that I do not think these beautiful women will not be good mothers, I am convinced they will be fabulous!!! However, what kind of life are they going to lead from now on? Their dreams are dead( I dont care how many times you say you are going to go back to school.... you aren't), their marriages are practically in shambles and their children are not going to be able to have all that they want to give them. 

Back to a comment I mentioned earlier.... Your child comes before anything else in this world.... right?

So why is it that we consider this only once we have children... and not before?

If you know that one day you WILL be a parent no matter what, then why only put your child first after they are born?

If it is really all about the children, please, think of them before conception. There are too many unplanned pregnancies happening in the world today. Just wait.... You have all of your life, what difference does it make?

Please leave me some comments on your thoughts.... and give me some ideas for more topics!!!! (Can Be anything)

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This started off as a reply to a post on of a friend of mines blog, but then it grew kind of long in the tooth, and turned into "A Good Rant", so I decided not to clutter up their blog with it and just turn it into a post here on my blog. So without farther ado, here it is.

Hi Boo, I fear that here are going to be closer to ten, maybe fifteen thousand dead in all of that mess. When all is said and done it's going to be about twice as many dead as there were in Galveston when that category four hurricane swept across the island on 8 Sept 1900, killing in excess of eight thousand *8,000* people. But at least those poor souls had a valid excuse for getting caught like that.

I still don't know yet, but I think that I lost a whole gang of good friends in that storm because they all let one fucking dumb asses cock sucker more or less shame them all into staying for his hurricane party = God I truly hope that that bastard drowned slow!

Anyway something that is kind of ticking me off is the fact that I have not heard one single adult saying "I fucked up, and look what it cost me!" Everyone is trying to deny that they have any responsibility for being in the god awful pickle that they are in right now.

Some of the fucking idiots who were dumb enough to stay in town are really starting to make me sick though. Those hot winded bastards are getting their nasty asses ugly mugs on national TV and blaming everyone except themselves for being in a spot that they put their own fucking self in.

What a god damn trip! I have heard someone on TV copping the plea "I didn't have a car, what else am I going to do?" Well that shit doesn't hold water with me because I saw a gang of people who were actually hitchhiking their way to safety.

Fuck I stopped along the way and crammed six into my vehicle, and I saw other people picking up riders too, so no car was not a valid excuse for their laziness or stupidity.

Granted that there were a lot of elderly, sick or infirmed, and even some just out right poor people who thought that there was nothing else that they could but sit tight and ride out the storm.

But oddly enough they are not the ones out there stomping their fucking feet and having their little tantrum because everything did not go their way, and they want to shift the responsibility for their stupidity off onto the government.

Their way of thinking has been instilled into them since they were kids and it goes something like this "Never admit it when your wrong", and always say "Now see what you made me do?"

So that means that it is everyone else's fault that I was too fucking stupid to get my ass out of Dodge, That I don't have any water to drink because I didn't squirrel any away knowing that I would be needing it, that I don't have any food to eat because my fucking dumb ass had a hurricane party and I forgot to put at least a two weeks supply of non-perishable canned goods off to the side, that I am lost and confused because I spent my welfare check on drugs and alcohol instead of food, water, and other emergency necessities like batteries for my portable radio.

Fuck all that shit, grow the fuck up and admit that "you" fucked up! Take your licking like the grown-up that you have been trying to impersonate every since you were fucking twelve years old.

Understand the fact that now you have to face the consequences of your own actions, and stop trying to blame others for the misery that you have put yourself in.

The Fucking Government Begged Your Nasty Asses To Leave, Warned Your Moronic Asses About What Was Coming, About What It Was Capable Of Doing, and AS A Last Resort Told You What You Needed To Have At Hand If You Were Going To Be Fool Enough To Stay!

Well that is where I had gotten to when I realized that this was a good rant. So if any of you want to toss your two cents worth in, please feel free to do so.

Before I get my ass hammered about my looting comment I should add that If a person is taking food from a store simply to be able to eat or feed their family, that is acceptable, however if they are setting up a corner market and selling it then that puts them back into the group of looters who I would have no problem shooting, even if they were my kin.

And as for those cops who were doing the looting, those bastards need to be dragged through town behind their squad car till they are dead, fuck no I do not like a

looter.

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Ok, call me a worry wart. All this stuff I've been hearing how H1N1 has claimed more teenage lives than any other flu strain previously has me worried about anyone on here that hasn't heard that, that is in the 10-25 age bracket. Recently a relatively healthy teen in a local high school died due to H1N1. She wasn't the first.

So, I know some of you are in that age group that I talk to, or poke around in your blogs. If you read this, and are in that age group (why 10 yr olds would be reading this, I have no clue, but regardless), pleeeease go get a vaccine. do whatever it takes to stay safe - stay home if you get sick, go to the doctor if symptoms persist for more than a few days or get worse over a week, wash your hands frequently, sneeze/cough like Elmo, whatever.

(side note: Why the heck are some of the suggested tags for 'H1N1', "teen age slut"?? How does that correlate?)

Got an email from an Alex Hodge yesterday morning. He said he knew I was Ken's daughter and Tracy's sister and that he'd been looking for me and Tracy for 7 years. Said his mom was Ann Hodge and she and my dad dated before my mom and my dad did. And he's Ken's son. My first instinct--like yours--might be to scream "STALKER!" and block him from every method of contact. However, my dad was well-known for his womanizing ways. So I called my mom and asked if it were possible, and as soon as I said, "Could Alex be my--" she stopped me and said "I ALWAYS SUSPECTED!" I went online, looked at his pictures. He's a fucking spitting image of my dad at 19. Like, if I didn't know better, I would have thought I was looking at a picture of my dad.

Talked to him on my lunch yesterday. He's very smart. Super excited to meet me and Tracy. Tracy's all over an LA trip soon. As much as I don't want to give up any hours or leave Grass Valley (ok, mostly I don't want to leave Jake), I really think Tracy and I should meet Alex together. He didn't know that my dad had died until he talked to Tracy. I just...cannot fathom. He's known about me and Tracy since he was 5. He's been looking for us for the past 7 years. I assumed that the 7 years correlated to when my dad died (he died in December of 2001, and I figured maybe Alex didn't know until a few months later), but no. he just got old enough to wonder who his family was. I guess that makes me pretty lucky. The only reason I found out about my dad dying--and thus meeting Tracy--was because my mom filed for child support. CPS contacted us to let us know we qualified for Social Security payout for survivors. But because Alex's mom never filed for child support, Alex wasn't in the system as Ken's son, and nobody knew to contact him or his mother. Tracy only found out about me when CPS contacted her for a copy of the death certificate. And she jumped on contacting me.

You know, I've always joked that I'm probably related to half the blonde-haired, blue-eyed kids in my county. Totally different when you find out you actually are related to one of them. I'm a little mind-blown.