Is it Just me, How I am, Or Does John Hiatt JUST ROCK?

No offense to John Hiatt.  But alone, with Peggy in San Francisco, and I am talking to a pug/shit zu mix, a healthy aloof cat that is attacking groceries bags, and a special needs cat and I have three beers in me and I am cooking; really cooking: I mean I am making marina with ground Italian sausage, cooking a steak for Neko and making bacon for tomorrow’s salads and keeping the next beer really cold (there IS going to be a next beer; Garanteeed,  {spell chker cannot even get close when you are drinking!} and a John  Hiatt song comes on and it SPEAKS RIGHT TO me, well I just have to think he is the best song writer EVER.

 

I think this when sober as welll.  But the line:

 

There are only two things in this world

And I forget what they are

Just sends me over my cliff

I am happy, sad and accomplished all at once. 

And remain a John Hiatt fan forever, and I will be morning; I hope.

And I patiently await Peggy’s return. And I miss her.

OOOH, Cat Power Rocks TOO!

Here are the lyrics that sent me over the edge:

I've been taking off and landing but this airport's closed
And how much thicker this fog is gonna get God only knows
Just when you think that you've got a grip
Reality sneaks up it gives you the slip
As if you ever knew what it was taking you down the line

Tearing through the cottonfields and bus shelters
of the South running helter skelter
down through the MississippI delta
with no place to call your own
mixing up drinks with mixed feelings
all along the paint was peeling
down to an Indian blanket on a pony
with no rider in the flesh and bone
looking for his buffalo river home

I've been circling the wagons down at Times Square
Trying to fill up this hole in my
soul but nothing fits there
Just when you think you can let it rip
you're pounding the pavement in your daddy's wingtips
as if you had some place better to go
or a better way to get there

Now there's only two things in life
but I forget what they are
it seems we're either hanging on a moonbeam coat tails
or wishing on stars
just when you think that you've been gyped
the bearded lady comes and does a double back flip
and you run off and join the circus
yeah, you just let that pony ride

Health Care, Retirement, Republicans and Democrats that Just Might be Republicans

This post is going to be a rambling mess!  It has been percolating for weeks, maybe years.

Merry Christmas, we have Health Care Reform!  Like most people I do not yet have a complete understanding of it yet.  And like most Leftist, I have sinking doubts that it is all I want; more than doubts - I am pretty sure this is not the reform of my dreams.

But make NO mistake..... I am delighted that we have done SOMETHING!  I am encouraged we have made strides.  There has to be SOMETHING good in there based on how tight the Republicans underwear has gotten!

I am older now and maybe someday I will be wiser.  The Stones said it best:

You can't always get what you want

But if you try real hard you just might get what you need.

We didn't get what I wanted.  No "One Payer System", No Public Option.  But you know something, we did get what we needed.  We got something.  Like 100 lawyers at the bottom of the ocean, it is a start!

Am I disappointed that schmucks like Lieberman (sp?) acted more like Republicans ( I cannot stand to even see that smug asshole speak); yeah.

And it it just me, or are the Republicans looking like giant babies on the playground.  If I hear them say "our health care system is not good, it needs reform but no one will listen to us" one more time I will scream.  Do not get me started on McStain.

How can we live in a country that takes 12.4% (do not forget the match) of most every dollar a working man makes to a retirement fund but will not step up and pay for medical.

Is the Republican strategy to take our money for a retirement that will never come because they are counting on us to not live to see 65? 

Just a warning and a side note to my children in the spirit of full disclosure, I have already started the process on indoctrinating Eli and Abby into wonderful Leftists and socialists - just try and stop me.

Cutest, Nicest, Most Adorable Dog in the World

The voting is in, sorry Sammy ...Here is the winner!

80 Years of Celebration

Brother Bruce, Patty, Peggy and I decided to treat my mother to a fine dining experience at Canliss for her 80th Birthday. It was a wonderful time.



Canliss upon hearing of the special occasion sent a little birthday treat to my Mother.

On Sunday Peggy and I hosted a breakfast/brunch to extend the celebration.


Eli was there and on his best behavior. Here he is complimenting the chef with a polite, controlled burp after chowing down. What grace and manners this boy has!

We all wonder where Abby got the trait to stick her tongue out whenever she is concentrating???

Eli takes a break from his building to think about what the next step should be.

Neko finds a nice safe place to ride out the party in her low key style.