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No Rain...Good Game

Posted by Joyanna Adams on Wednesday, July 15, 2009 1:12:26 AM
Nobody Flashes: Well, there you go. I went on and on, and was convinced that the All-Star Game was going to be rained out because, well, I trusted ALL the local weather men. “It’s almost for certain that we will get at least a quick thunderstorm before the game is over.” said Dave Murry, as he showed us a nasty storm moving our way on the map. Dave Murry is St. Louis’s master guru of the weather here. He’s been here since the Civil War, which is longer than even me. And because we have had more rain this summer than I can ever remember in my life here, who was I to doubt him?
But I should have---because once upon a time, I was a die-hard baseball fan. I went to every game, and in the middle of July, it almost NEVER rains here. It’s one of the reasons I got so hooked on baseball. Close your eyes, and feel the warmth of a St. Louis summer night…and you can imagine yourself on Ft. Myers beach in Florida, without the sand.
 
Walking beneath the stars to the stadium…the smell of "yeast" from the brewery, floating over the city...relaxing to the slow moment of the pitch, the catch…the occasional home run, the beauty of a no-hitter…watching a game where you know feminists cannot EVER compete…its tradition. It’s right. It’s where heroes are made. And politics should stay out of it, but of course, it didn’t tonight.
 
So…once again, you can’t trust anything you hear or read, even your local weatherman. They probably were told to say that it would rain so that they didn’t get lots of people coming downtown to try to score tickets…tickets that had been sold out a year ago to mostly out-of-towners.
 
Nothing like putting a little “fear” into the masses---in fact…they are using this “fear” tactic so much, that some day, when we should be afraid, we won’t believe they are telling us the truth. Obama will become the President who cried “wolf” just a little too often.
 
I also didn’t trust my soundtracks of “applause” when Obama came out to throw the pitch. Almost everyone here has lost their job this year…don’t let the crowd fool you. Those tickets were sold long before the lay-offs. The announcers got off his throwing the ball really quick, so that right there tells you, it might not have been the reception he was hoping for. Sometimes silence says it all. And the announcers were…silent.
 
The reports will be that everyone loved him. But...remember, not long ago President George W. Busch got booed, at a game..and they talked about it loudly in fact. So, I do wonder.
 
Fox made St. Louis look fabulous onscreen…but the truth is, downtown is dead. Completely dead. The only thing left downtown is the stadium. All the malls, offices, businesses are gone; there are a few restaurants left, but not many. They made sure not to show the empty muddy parking lot next to the stadium that was going to be redeveloped by this year, but the money fell through. All sorts of shops, restaurants, and apartments, were going to be built right next door to the stadium.
 
They sure made it look like a rich town on TV….not that I minded. That’s the way America SHOULD look.
 
The game was fairly decent. Not really exciting in any sense, but interesting enough. St. Louis really does have a great fan base. In fact, we enjoy the game, for the game itself. We take great pride in our decency and sportsmanship here. In fact, I was thinking tonight that a job in sports might be the only job left where the “best” of the “best” are hired. (Okay, computers, prostitution…Barney Franks Office)
 
You will see no affirmative action hires in sports, because frankly, they would make no money. That’s the way it should be in all jobs, but that’s all been changed I fear…forever.
 
The game was short and sweet, but we certainly could have done without the CEO’s of corporate fascist America (Obama, Bush, Daddy Bush, Clinton, and Carter) make a “gun-ho” speech to get all us employees all psyched up to go out and give all our time and money to “help” the world. “Go BEYOND” was the message on the field.
 
All five Presidents, begging…all five Presidents, joined together in the common cause of “you all have to share, because there is going to be a LOT of suffering coming your way soon.” I swear John Williams wrote the background music for the corporate pitch. Politics should stay out of our baseball, but of course, it didn’t tonight.
 
Nevertheless…it was a beautiful night for baseball. We sure needed it.
 
Now, who WAS that pitcher that kept the National league from winning? Can you say…”Dominican Republic ben vedy good to me?” Or was he from Panama? Who cares? He was good.
 
And here's my real nobody question....where was Michelle? Yeah...You tell me.
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The All Star Garden and Home Run Day

Posted by Joyanna Adams on Tuesday, July 14, 2009 2:11:32 AM
Nobody Knows: Since the All Star Game will be happening here in St. Louis tomorrow, and Obama will be in town to throw out the first ball ..I thought I would drag my husband to a place far away from sports today.
My reasoning was it would save me a LOT Of money because tickets for even the Home Run Derby are about the same as a plane ticket to Hawaii---so not only would this be much more enjoying.. it would be a case in what's important.
 
Let's face it...All Star Games CAN be boring. The National league always...almost always...loses...despite the fact that they think they are so superior. It's mostly a photo-op.
 
Here in St. Louis we have one of the finest botanical gardens in the world. (Missouri Botanical Gardens)You want to see a plant...it's there. They have every plant under the sun. No redwood trees or Banyan trees, (I'm a sucker for trees) but they do have a wonderful Climatron...and one of the biggest and best Japanese gardens in the world. The picture right above you was taken underneath a wonderful waterfall inside the Climatron. Really--- it feels like you've been dropped into a slice of heaven.
 
The first picture you see, of the two houses, is where the man who started this wonderful place had his home. His last name was Henry Shaw, so the garden is called...Shaw's garden! (I do love simplicity)
 
The picture next to it, is an example of the inspiration I got this summer from visiting Shaw's garden in the spring. That's my front bush. (in front of my house) It's a "burning bush." ---which means it turns completely red in autumn. As you can see, it's bigger than my house. My neighbors have for years wanted me to "trim" it. I have refused, because I like it, and also because I gave up trying to "trim" it long ago. Somehow...trimming the front bush has never been high on my bucket list of things to do.
 
It's never will be.

SO....I bought myself a fountain, and put a couple of stones blocks around it, and I plan to make up a story if I'm asked, like..."Oh, someday I'm going to convert my whole front yard into a Japanese garden. Just wait!"
I must admit...I need a BIGGER fountain...or a boulder from Colorado. Feel free to send me one if you have an extra crane hanging around your house.
 
Going on with the pictures..that's me standing in front of one of those multi-million dollar glass sculptures that someone makes a huge amount of money off of. The guy that thought of blowing glass up into spirals..and selling it to the rich, had a great idea. They are rather cool looking.
 
I was also very impressed, that in this terribly recession, in which they keep telling us how everyone, even the rich lost a lot of money---how this HUGE park can keep getting bigger, and better, and more beautiful every year. They have added so many now things to this park, I'm sure it comes to a cool billion...But what's a billion nowadays? We spend that now on cattle flatulence research.
 
Soooo...Obama, the great pretender, will be here tomorrow. The whole town will shut down for his entourage of people. It's a shame the way whole cities are stopped and put on hold for hours just so Presidents can be "safe."
 
I hope he throws like a girl, really, I do.
 
Yes, I watched the Home Run Contest Tonight. Prince Fielder made hitting a baseball look like he was just barbecuing hot dogs in his back yard, didn't he? And while watching a swing, (reminiscence of Babe Ruth)...I was wondering just how they were going to take a baseball game and make it political.

Already...it's started. One of the players was working with Obama on getting "volunteers" from high school students all over the world. Home Run hero's asking the youth of the world to forget making summer money...go work for free...work for free...work for free...work for free...
 
Take it from your multimillionaire baseball idols...work for free!
 
If you watch the game tomorrow night, be sure to catch the gardening work on the field. There is a picture of the arch, surrounding a Capitol Rotunda---fit for a President. I wouldn't doubt if they got the top gardeners from Shaw's garden to pull that off, its beyond the usual cutting of the grass greens-keeper's job.
 
They are expecting all day rain. Lots of people will be miserable, because the common folks can't afford the expensive glassed-in boxes. They will be sitting in the rain, maybe for all day. The poor die-hard fans will be suffering, and probably drunk.
 
But, if the game gets called off, the great political machine can always take the gang to the Botanical Gardens....where they have a special dinner served to them in a small house, that sits in the middle of a wonderful island---in the middle of one of the most beautiful Japanese gardens in the world..no one is allowed on it but the rich and famous. Every time I pass that house, it makes me mad, that they only let the rich and speical people on it.
 
I'm dying to know what's on that island, but, I'm also dying to know who killed JFK.
 
Something tells me...I'm not ever going to know.
 
One thing good happened from today. I thought of an answer to my "bush" problem.  Obama needs to send me a high school student to keep my front bush trimmed...for free.
 
Once a month should do it nicely.
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Nobody Reports on a Monday

Posted by Joyanna Adams on Monday, July 13, 2009 12:38:07 AM
Nobody Reports: Here are two pictures I just found...that I thought were interesting, both were sent to me in e-mails.
The first, is the BLUE ANGELS streaming past the World Trade Center. The pilot (One of the Angels) says it still brings a lump to his throat.
 
The second was a gift from Russia, to the United States, to commemorate the lives lost...on 9/11.
 
You don't hear much about that second one..do you?
 
It's Monday...do you know where your President is?
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Nobody Wins With Shai's Electric Cars But Shai

Posted by Joyanna Adams on Sunday, July 12, 2009 1:54:05 AM
Nobody Wins: I don’t know about you, but I’m not particularly fond of batteries. It doesn’t matter what you use them for, the two strikes against them is that they NEVER last very long, and they’re much too expensive for the little time that they last. I don’t care if they are AA, AAA, or computer---daily, and minute by minute all over the planet there is someone’s whose cell phone battery has run down, and they have to wait till they get home to charge it back up.
Bummer.
 
Sometimes I wonder if they make batteries bad on purpose. I remember when Edison invented the light bulb, he could make them burn for a year, but…of course, that would not make much money, so now, they have a definite shelf life of at least…a few days.
 
Electric cars are coming our way, and what we are now experiencing in all our other battery run products will be multiplied one hundred fold when cars run on batteries. Therefore, here’s my nobody suggestion: Everyone should carry a mule or ox, …or horse in the front seat of your car…just in case your battery runs out, because, I hate to be the one to tell you this--- there is a new man on the block---Shai Agassi.
 
Yes, at only 41, Shai is the man who will electrify the world. Not too long ago Shai belonged to some nifty company that was making electric cars but nobody wanted them. But, have no fear---Shai met Bill Clinton, and Bill changed his whole line of thinking. The only way to get his baby on the market was to have all governments mandate that gas cars had to go and thanks to Bill Clinton, Shai quit his old job and pitched his idea to Israeli President Shimon Peres. His (and Bill’s) suggestion was to have the government create an agency to make it happen, not as a company but as an arm of the government.

Original thinking.
 
Shai was born in Iraq, but is a Jew. ( I know...) Israel wants to go to electric cars, which is fine for a country that is only nine miles wide. But in America, the electric car, which in all practicality won’t be developed as any kind of improvement for years, will end up being just another way to control the movement of all society, and shift all workers to back into their homes…or a job at their local fast food restaurant. They are already building us all bicycle paths, where people will be on those "people movers" that you see the fat cops riding at the malls.
 
I can't wait.

But…like the old saying…one man’s country is another man’s cigar box.
 
America is not going to shrink in miles anytime soon, despite the efforts of Al Gore. It may be really nice to go around the tiny countries of Europe in those nice Harry Potter trains, but here in America, we now have dogs, that get really neurotic if you leave them in “kennels.” Therefore, we need our cars to not stop in the middle of nowhere. Anyone who's ever been trapped in a car with a dog and kids will tell you that.
 
And SINCE it take a half hour at least to charge a cell phone, how long is it going to take you to charge that car battery when you’re at a “battery recharge” station and your due at your work in ten minutes? That's a sure way to cut down on the work day!
 
And will these battery recharge stations have clean bathrooms? Will there be battery acid on the floors? Just imagine...dog flu will multiply.
 
And since our little tiny AA batteries cost an arm and two fingers, how much is recharging those big car batteries going to cost? You do not hear them discussing this in Congress. In fact, you do not hear them discussing much except the minutes leading up to the next lunch break.
 
Edison once tried to invent electric cars. There was a reason he stopped.
 
Shai’s going to have a problem designing that front-seat. But look on the good side, many men will be quite happy saying to their wives, "Sorry honey, you're going to have to sit in the back." As for me...I'm going to train American Eskimos' to pull my sledge for the upcoming global warming ice age, they can keep their electric cars. I'll be ready.
 
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Nobody Is Too Holy for the Pope

Posted by Joyanna Adams on Saturday, July 11, 2009 12:46:09 AM



Nobody Knows: Let's sing!!!








"Imagine there's no Queens or Princes..it's easy if you try"
"No Presidents or Popes to Rule Us...above us only sky."
"Imagine all the people, living without all their greeeeedddddeee..ee...ee..ee..ee..eeeee!"
Youuuuuu...you might say, I'm a dreamer...but I'm not the only one."
"I hope someday they're all disappear, and the world can go back to having fun!"

Insert Guitar solo in background while you're reading: Nobody thought Michelle was doing her best imitation of a Muslim women in this picture until I googled the proper attire for visiting women to the Pope...and yes, it's black, with a black veil...just like a Muslim woman.

So, how can the Pope tell if the woman visiting him is Muslim or Catholic? Something tells me, the Pope could care less...and the fact that he is so wonderfully friendly with a man who is giving out billions of dollars of hard taxpayers money, in order for millions of abortions to be performed with Obama's blessing, shows to me just how hypocritical the Catholic religion really is. Gee...if you think I'm being too tough, ask yourself...what would Jesus do? Would Jesus hand him a book on bio-ethics?
 
"Imagine there's no Pelosi, it isn't hard to do"
"No Barney, Reid, or Biden, and no Bill Clinton too.."
Imagine all the people, driving their big cars in peace...ee..ee...ee..ee.ee"""
Youuuuuu..you may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one"
"I hope someday you'll get fed up...and get yourself a gun.."

Wait...I didn't meant that we should all go out shooting, I just thought "gun" would go best with "one" and, by the way, gun sales are way up! I'm just saying! You could be living in OHIO!

Piano solo here; Nobody reports that Prince Charles today announced that even though he had no plans to get rid of all the stuff in his seventeen Castles and various yachts and planes...the rest of us had to quit being capitalistic, and buying stuff, or we would destroy the planet in exactly 96 months.
 
I plan to do it in 95, once I clean out my basement.
 
So, as you see in this picture, I think we should just start putting our plastic cups girls, between our bra...in order to save it for the next time we need a drink. DO NOT THROW AWAY THOSE PAPER CUPS! REUSE THEM!
 
Yes, the People should wear the crowns...we should rule. We should be king.
 
"You may say I'm a dreamer...but I'm not the only one."
Someday soon they'll come and get me...and I will throw away my...my...my....paper cup."

You know what? Nobody is too holy for the Pope.
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Nobody Explains Cap & Trade...Without Words

Posted by Joyanna Adams on Friday, July 10, 2009 12:39:24 AM
Nobody Wins: I was going to write a long piece on the cap and trade bill that Congress passed not too long ago, and what it would mean for the American people and future generations...
 
But, I think this picture says it all. In fact, I have nothing to add, except maybe some rain and mud.
 
My apologises to Chris at Townhall. I just couldn't help my nobody self.
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A Funeral To DIe For

Posted by Joyanna Adams on Wednesday, July 08, 2009 12:36:40 AM
Nobody’s Perfect: I admit…I lead a worthless life. I was home today and watched the whole MJ funeral. (Yes, that’s what those that love him evidently called him.) I’ll find any excuse not to clean house.
And here, in random order, are various feelings and memories from the day…if you watched it and didn’t come away with the same feelings, well, Nobody’s Perfect.
 
1. It was a black funeral. How did I know that? Because every black person talked about how Michael raised the blacks from the tyranny of the white race. In fact, according to Jesse Jackson, the whole planet gets along now because of him. The globe they kept showing was of Africa. But still…where was Oprah? Whoopi?
 
2. His brothers were a riot. They all had Michael’s sequined glove on…and why all those grown men would wear the same outfit, and look as if they were right out of some old gangster’s movie, I could not figure out…except they thought we’d all like to see them go on tour. Michael…you definitely made the right move getting away from them.
 
3. There were two rival family camps: Joe Jackson’s camp, with all the brothers. and the “grandmother’s” camp (where the kids were). Whenever someone got off the stage they either ran to Joe, or the grandmother… who, even though she has the kids, will have to answer to the trustees for the money. At least Michael was smart enough to do that.
 
4. Joe Jackson…could now run for Congress, he’d fit right in.
 
5. Mariah Carey really did a great job, but she needs to watch that right hand, when she sings…it just goes up and down, and up and down, and up and down…and up and down…really Mariah, get a grip on that thing. Maybe get a velvet glove filled with lead.
 
6. They could have left Sheila Jackson, Jesse Jackson, and Queene Latifah at home, Sheila was running for another term, and maybe the next President: Jesse Jackson got lost in “We Are the World,” he didn’t know the words, and Queen Latifah, read a poem, and needs a job on MSNBC. Someone give her one for God’s sake.
 
 7. The ONLY two highlights in my opinion were Stevie Wonder’s two great songs, (which were two of my personal favorites) and Brooke Shields…wait, there was a white kid who sang pretty good…but everything got really boring at the end, when the universal love message came through. Enough. Quit the torture, really. I don't WANT to get along with the rest of the world.
 
8. Brooke was the ONLY one at the funeral who gave a great eulogy, from the heart, and extremely eloquent. Neither the brothers, nor any one else, said anything about Michael as a person. Everyone was seeing the money but her. She was outstanding.
 
9. Except---one of the brothers told a story about seeing an old man in a record shop in disguise and his brother went up to him and said “What are you doing here?” And Michael said, “How did you know it was me?” And the answer was…his shoes. That was not scripted, it was actually good. I was wondering where the gong was...
 
The ending was bad---horrible actually. I’m sorry, putting that poor little girl Paris, up on stage at the end… (Jackson’s adopted daughter) and seeing Janet Jackson pushing the mike into her face and telling her to speak up, was just a bit too much to bear. Jackie Kennedy pulled that “use the children for effect” trick off with little John Jr, but at the time he was only a baby and had no idea the gravity of what had happened, unlike Paris who was in unbearable pain.
 
Paris Jackson was being used as a ploy to get the whole world to forgive Michael for all his alleged wrongdoings…and she was old enough to know that he was dead. Really, that right there was as tasteless, and crash an action as it gets. It’s all about the money, isn’t it?
 
It’s got to bug them all that Michael left his estate to three adopted kids, instead of the family. In all fairness, they all had to watch Michael’s success and what did they do? Did they get into other fields? Anyone, besides La Toya?
 
Janet Jackson's nose has gotten so small, she looked like she had a pea with holes on her face. Now, she just needs to get rid of the boobs, and take up where he left off.
 
And while Magic Johnson’s Kentucky Fried Chicken story was funny to many, I thought…okay, does Magic have stock in Kentucky Fried Chicken? Does he own a few chains? What? You know, black people are always thinking white people make fun of them…eating KFC and watermelon. It’s a stereotype, much like Billy Bob having guns and pickup trucks. It’s an old racial thing from who knows when, and I thought it strange that he should bring it up at the funeral…a real surreal moment in history.
 
Michael wasn’t eating too much KFC before he died, obviously.
 
At the end of the day, I was truly sad. Mostly because I grew up with so much great music…and now, music has taken a back road to politics…Stevie Wonder brought that home. Music lifts you up…politics, at this moment in time, is a heavy burden to face on most days. And when you write about politics, it’s hard to find anything uplifting…only humor--- but so much of what’s happening, isn’t funny. It reminded me how I was so much happier when my life evolved around music.
 
Is it any wonder that humanity idolizes singers?
 
Artists that can truly touch the soul…those people are rare. And now, with the change in the industry, and the politicians trying to get rid of copyrights and patents, that kind of artist might forever be a thing of the past. Michael Jackson would never have become a star on YouTube. And he would have never become a world wide celebrity had he been born anywhere but here… That horrible prejudice place called America…the land of bleeding hearts...where even a death can make you a million
 
Quick...somebody send me a band-aid.
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The Thrill of the Ghoul: Peter G. Peterson

Posted by Joyanna Adams on Monday, July 06, 2009 11:55:15 PM
Nobody’s Opinion: While the maggots of opportunistic harpies of entertainment and media complex race to Los Angeles to suck the final few billion out of Michael Jackson’s dead nose, here is a guy we should be paying close attention to instead. A man who is going to influence much more of our lives than any lost Michael Jackson songs--
 
Peter G. Peterson.
 
He looks like a nice old grandfather, doesn’t he? Imagine the creepiest ghoul out of the Thriller video, and you’ve come pretty close to the real man…at least that’s my opinion.
 
Now, I know that everyone scoffs at the, “there are a few men in the world running everything” scenario, but if you want to get into details and facts…just read his biography on Wikipedia. This guy was always in the right places: From the University of Chicago Business School, to Secretary of Commerce, to the Head of the Council of Foreign Relations, to the CEO of Lehman Brothers, to the CEO of Blackstone---he is, according to his own assessments (like the Bushes) one of the last Rockefeller Republicans standing. His wife is co-founder of Sesame Street.
 
You might want to watch that program to make sure Big Bird isn’t telling you’re children that if they eat that chocolate-chip cookie instead of giving it away, they are bad.
 
How one man could hold so many important jobs, in just one lifetime, should tell you something.
 
Peterson was on Charlie Rose last week, and after admitting that he had once been the Chairman of the Federal Reserve (something that is not mentioned on Wikipedia) he wanted to make sure to connect with the audience, so he started talking about what we all know…the government is too far in debt…by the trillions. Why, we are doomed to fail he admitted…all the great countries that got into too much debt…failed. England, Spain,…Rome,…all collapsed due to huge deficits. He’s very concerned.
 
Okay, he started out good. But, if you want to know why Jesus said that it’s very hard for a rich man to get into heaven, you just had to keep listening.
 
Yes, according to the dear old guy, the middle classes are going to have to sacrifice every single thing…BIG TIME. And to show you just how benevolent he is, he has taken some of his billions and put them into a foundation…a foundation dedicated to spreading the word about what us little people should shell out (in our lives and taxes) to save the United States.
 
On top of that he wants us to admire him for it. What a guy.
 
He can now join Bill Gates and Warren Buffet, who also (in order to protect their great wealth) put all their billions into tax protected foundations, for humanitarian projects. Of course, they have full control on how to spend that money…and when. And if you believe that these men did this noble thing to save humanity instead of their own vast fortunes, then I have Michal Jackson’s other glove to sell you.
 
Really, the more I listened to this guy, the more I wanted to slap him. His condescending attitude toward all the innocent people who are losing jobs, educations, food, and struggling day to day was almost like hearing “Beat It” non-stop for 24 hours.
 
Peterson is all for Universal Health Care, but he realizes that they will have to put it in slowly. (Darn it.) When Charlie told him that it was rationing, he had the audacity to say that to be upset about rationing, was silly. “What isn’t rationed?” he said.
 
Gee, Mr. Peterson…was your water rationed yesterday? You poor man.
 
Somehow, I had a lot of trouble imagining this Mr. Peterson being told that he couldn’t have that heart transplant, because he was too old.
 
What’s bad is our government is full of these men, these unelected men of business and great power, who go back and forth from cushy government jobs to sitting on boards of huge multinational corporations. It's these men who have orchestrated this whole mess, in order to control and put the big money in a few hands. Regular Russian Czars.
 
I’ll tell you what---Michael Jackson, no matter how insane, was a real doll compared to this thriller of a killer of a ghoul of a man. I’d wish he take the nearest moon walk to Mars.
 
No wonder Sarah Palin wanted out.
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Stalking the Nobodies

Posted by Joyanna Adams on Monday, July 06, 2009 12:57:34 AM
Nobody Knows:
D.C. Mayor-- Marion Barry was found sitting outside my window...in his usual stalking position, on my front porch, over the weekend...
 
And I have have NO idea why my neighbors did not call the police.
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Flocking Eagles

Posted by Joyanna Adams on Saturday, July 04, 2009 2:07:56 AM
Nobody’s Opinion: A great American once said: “Eagles don’t flock, you have to find them one at a time.” It wasn’t so long ago that I voted for this great American Eagle. Twice. And I was thinking about him today when Sarah Palin, another great American Eagle came out and announced her resignation as governor of Alaska.
 
She reminds me a lot of Perot. Strong, Independent---a true American all the way.
 
The “Glenn Beck” in me, wanted to believe that she was just lining herself up to run for President, but the pragmatist in me was thinking, “Is this another Ross Perot moment?” If you remember, Ross once felt so threatened by unknown factors and powers, and harm coming to his own family that he got out of the scene altogether.
 
Ross Perot, was real down home. He was practical, knew business, and there was no doubt in every one’s mind how much he loved this country. But he was not willing to sacrifice his family. He said that “black helicopters” had visited his house. The media made him out to be crazy. So, I can’t help but wonder…has Sarah withdrawn for her very own survival?
 
Is Sarah waiting to see if the American people will wake up out of their lethargic mood, and quit acting like fish? (Her analogy) before she runs for President?
 
I thought her speech today was spoken like a rare and honest patriot. She was trashed all day long of course--- nothing new here. This continous dripping mantra coming out of everyone's lips that she is not capable is such nonsense.
 
What exactly did Obama do before coming President? Fall asleep in church? Write a book? Get high on Cocaine?

Run this by me again?
 
There are lyrics from an old song that I was thinking about today. “People tell me believe half of what you see, and none of what ya hear” (Heard It Through the Grapevine) This seems pretty good advice to me lately, and I think when it comes to Sarah’s resignation, it’s wise to follow.
 
After all, we have witnessed a complete, fascist-like takeover of our banks, our businesses, our schools, and our freedoms. We have NO idea what’s really going on…but it’s big, and as we are all feeling….it’s not good. It's putting a real damper on this, our beloved holiday of Independence. Our country is not ours anymore, and we know it.
 
So, you have to ask yourself, Obama wants electric cars. He wants to monitor every single breathe we take, and tell us what we will get paid. He wants us to volunteer, and also die under Universal Health Care, in order for others to live. He plans to be the Master of Triage. He will pick who will live and prosper, and who will not.
 
Many of us believe that Sarah Palin is the last real American politician with any fortitude left standing. And her state, Alaska holds our biggest oil reserves. If North Korea launched the right missile on Alaska, the “left” could then take digging for oil in Alaska off the burner forever. Wouldn’t that be convenient for them?

Both parties hate Sarah, because both parties work for the rich elites. They are globalists. They could care less about America--- its world markets on their minds. The Bushes want Jeb. He has a Spanish wife and can speak Spanish, which will give him the edge. Romney will lose out the nomination again, but he will be put up as the front runner-- for a while.
 
You know, I was looking forward to the biggest tea party in St. Louis ever on July the Fourth. But…the city wouldn’t allow it to happen. I have a feeling this has gone on all over the country. Permits to “gather” were just not given out. We are being silenced in such clever ways.

Our tea party is being held so far away, many people can’t afford the gas. I hear Sheryl Crow will be singing downtown under the Arch, and most likely will be asking all the people to only use one tissue in the port potties.
 
Thankfully I won’t be there to hear her nonsense. I will be like most of the people in the neighborhood, sitting in a chair in the backyard, spending the time with family.
 
Ross Perot also once said: “If you see a snake just kill it—don’t appoint a committee on snakes.” (I really miss that man)
 
We have nothing but snakes in our government. Unfortunately, it’s going to take a flock of eagles to clear them out. Will God help us by getting all the eagles to flock? I don’t know, but we'd all better start acting like the eagles we are...instead of, what did she call us...guppies?
 
Okay, all you guppies...grab that beer...salute our founders, salute our soldiers...
 
And have a good night. It's going to be a loooooong fight. And if you happen to see any Eagles flocking...let me know.
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Nobody Flashes Bubbles and Affirmative Action

Posted by Joyanna Adams on Thursday, July 02, 2009 11:57:41 PM
Nobody Flashes: I cleaned house all day. I was a regular Mexican maid. I told my son, I'd clean up his new house, I'd make it spotless.I had NO idea that dirt could exist in places I found today...now I know.
 
I used this new bubbling stuff that foams and bubbles, and this is what I looked at when I stopped at my local drugstore. After all, I had been working non-stop all day, washing running boards, windows, mirrors, bathtubs...and icky closets.
 
As I came to cash out...I told the cash out lady I was tire. All my joints hurt. I told her I wished I felt 21 again.
 
And then she said yeah, I'm 72, and now thanks to Obama I have to work until I'm dead. Even the blacks are mad at him, she said. She looked more tired than me.
 
Oh...she was white.

Leave me alone. Every single day, every black person on the earth has to talk about being black, it's so stupid. If they keep it up, they are going to actually make us all believe they really ARE stupid. I mean, nobody talks about Michael Jackson "white" kids now do they? None of the blacks have even mentioned it. But they are cashing in on his "blackness."
 
 As I walked outside, I saw two brand new Hummers being driven by blacks, and when I finally got home, I read that Obama didn't think affirmative action did much for either the blacks or whites.
 
Well, he hasn't been to my neighborhood.
 
Now, don't get me wrong. I have no qualms about a black person driving around a Hummer, if they have worked hard for that car, then GOD bless em. BUT it does bother me to see a 72-year-old woman having to go back to work because we have such a communist in the White House, who just won't stop stirring up the racial kettle, and wants to tax us all to death.
 
Obama loves to dish out all kinds of trouble: blacks against whites, rich against poor, and the redistribution, of wealth...instead of bringing the world up to our standards, the United States has to go down to theirs.
 
While I was cleaning, I was listening to the radio, and some lady in New York, who had come from CUBA was trying to rally the American people..."We MUST not let them take our country! If they take the great country of the United States, where will we go? " she said. She couldn't believe the people's lack of alarm.
 
I also heard Helen Thomas give Obama a much needed scolding today becuase it is the policy for his administration to review and approve every single question.
 
Now, let's just hope more Democrats wake up. If Helen Thomas can come out from being a bubble head, there is hope.
 
Tomorrow I have to clean my own house, and I KNOW where all my dirt is., but tonight I plan to go soak in some much deserved bubbles, and dream of a world where once again...there is non-affirmative action. Ahhhhhhh.....
 
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The Tombstone of the Century---

Posted by Joyanna Adams on Wednesday, July 01, 2009 10:13:17 PM
Nobody Knows: Will the temptation to make money off of Michael Jackson's body be too much to resist after he is gone?
Well...witness this conversation between two construction workers, who were working on MJ's resting place...reported by an unknown but I'm told...a very reliable source at the Never-Say-Never-Again-Land Ranch.--------
 
JIM: "I got bad news guys...this is much too small. Joe told me we have to start over. He said we have to make it bigger...he also wants an extra coffin set aside for Liz Taylor to lie next to him. He also wants us to wire up a dozen HD TV screens down here with a continuous feed playing his video's. Better call your brother."

Bob: "Well...gee, when they said they wanted a walk in coffin, I thought we did a pretty good job. Why does he need a HD screen when he is going to be dead?"

Jim: "Joe said they plan to stuff him like Lenin and charge people to see his body...and since they will be standing in line, they want at least to entertain the people when they finally get down here..it's not like he can get up and moon walk, you moron."

Bob: "Well, at least we don't have to stuff him...do we? Jim? "

Jim: "No, dimwit. But, smile when I tell you this...on the roof he wants a pyramid as big as the one in Las Vegas!"

Bob: "Anything else?"

Jim: "Yeah...go call your wife, and ask her if she'd like something to sell on e-bay for me--- we split the sale. If I'm going to build a &^$% pyramid for this guy, I'm certainly going to take myself some extra collateral just in case the check bounces...you can't trust anyone these days. She can thank me later."
BOB: "What did you say?"

Jim: "I said, you can thank me later."
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